#I need series 5 to come out now so my brain can have a rest

[julianfawcettap0logist]

The ghosts but one word is pussy account is one of the only things keeping me going until series 5 comes out

[purpledemonlilyposting]

Apparently @crimsonender critiquing and instantly improving Morch's uninspired chibi comics has put Lorch on the defensive.

Mikaila Orchard is at an early intermediate level when it comes to cartooning. Like something a teenager into anime would be drawing in high school art class. There's nothing wrong with learning how to draw later in life but seemingly Morch doesn't seek to improve. She seems to vaguely understand the surface level of style and construction but not how to actually implement these things. Morch desperately needs to go back to the fundamentals of drawing.

Morch on the left, Crim's improvement on the right.

Crim is a more advanced artist than her and I'm sure Crim wouldn't be insulted if I said I'm a yet even more advanced artist.

I bring this up because it sure is funny that Lily is complaining about basic art critiques...

When Lily is still going on about the one time she sent her racist friend @sneaky-taffer to try and "critique" my art who discovered I drew a hand backwards by accident in a single comic panel. Which is a mistake I used to make more often cause I'm an autist and sometimes have trouble with left and right.

...And then I... fixed it. Cause it was a legit mistake.

The rest of Taffer's "critiques" either were going after art that is over 5 years old or surrounded her not understanding stylization at all.

And then Taffer started sending messages from throwaways calling a friend of @britts-galaxy-brain's a "n-word lover" so you know there's that. She still hangs out in Lily's Discord by the way.

It's absolutely hysterical Lily thought sending her mediocre artist friend after me would hurt me when I routinely am critiqued by and critique other artists and none of us take it personally because we're all trying to help each other advance in our craft. But the second someone more experienced at art points out the ways your wife could improve hers? NO! It's perfect the way it is! They're just jealous!

IT'S HER STTTTYYYLLLLEEE-

Also the fact Lily is saying I wouldn't be reacting to her if I was good at art? Uh... I can do both. I do both every time I react to you in fact. People pay me to do art for them, Lily, I'm a professional. And then other people pay me to make fun of your dogshit opinions. 😂

[bluewhitehues]

"An I love you card."

(Yes another HUG series drabble, sue me for missing them. They are my home😭)

Idol Kim Mingyu× F.reader

Genre/tags :fluff,comfort,Established relationship.

Summary: Reader just misses her lover so much. + mingyu buys an apartment so that he can finally ask you to live together with him.

(My brain isn't functioning a lot lately so idk about the summary,just read the fic you will understand, ok bye cuties🏃‍♀️‍➡️😭)

Masterlist

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You: Lover...I'm breaking up with you if you don't come and give me my hugs till tonight.

Gyu❤️: Baby hello to you too and wtf you scared the shit out of me why'd you start your text like that😭..I'm coming okay wait for me

You: you better if you want me in your life👍🏻

Gyu❤️: stop scaring me ...don't you love me anymore? 🥺🥺

You: WHY ELSE DO YOU THINK IM DYING TO SEE YOU IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU

Gyu❤️: OKAY OKAY MY BAD BABY I GOT IT IM COMING I MISS YOU SO MUCH TOO

You: yeah and on a serious note love I'm not trying to make you feel bad about this I understand that you have work ..it's just I want to see you and hold you ..I miss you 🥺🤐

Gyu❤️: I Know love I know ..do you need something to eat should I get you something?

You: You.. I'm gonna eat your cheeks and lips off

Gyu❤️: oh god babe you've lost it ..is this what the lack of me does to you?

You: It does..it's a serious issue you dont understand

Gyu❤️: okay sweets gotta go I'll be there till 9-10pm may be ..rest till then ok?bye love you mwahhhh

You: yes can't wait to see you love you too❤️

Currently it's 5PM of your day off and you're about to cry because you miss your lover. Honestly it hasn't been that long since you met him. You saw each other nearly 24 hours back. But those meetings has been like just some fleeting moments. And you can't help but miss him from deep within. Your week has been exhausting too and he cures literally everything for you.

It's still 4-5 hours till you can see him. You're not even sleepy anymore you already took a nap. So you just decide to do some self care. You put a sheet mask on your face. (And make a silly face with a pout for the selfie and send it to mingyu. Like Ofcourse.) You even do your nails. Then you get a silly idea to make a greeting card for him with a letter may be. You excitedly take a white paper and few colours, pencils,pens everything.

You draw a cute panda holding a heart. And write 'An I love you card' below it.

And put a cute letter inside it.

After that you eat dinner and wait for him.

You hear the keys rustling and know it's him. You've already done a lot of waiting so you go almost running to the door, your heart beating fast. He comes inside locking the door, when he turns around you're there already running to him, crashing into his arms. He let's out a surprised chuckle wrapping his arms around you.

"Hey there, looks like you missed me a little too much huh" He said closing his eyes feeling you in his arms, your warmth invading his chest and to whole body and his to yours. That's the most beautiful feeling and the very reason why you crave it so much.

You hum in the hug, clutching him tightly.

"I did and I'm not going to let you go now."

Then you look up and he sees your face and eyes, it looks like you're about to cry. Eyes teary while looking up at him and a small pout. He coos at you, instantly holding your face in his hands. "Aww my baby, what happened I'm here now aren't I hmm" He says wiping the corners of your eyes.

You lean into his touch. "I don't know..you made me cry." You pout harder and he leans down to peck your pout. Once, twice. "Don't say that.. what did I do?" He asks pouting back.

You look everywhere moving your eyes as if thinking of something to say. "You were just saying anything,weren't you?" He giggles now that he has figured you out. Squishing your face in adoration. His eyes crinkling as he smiles wide.

You nod,letting out a laugh. "Yeah you know me."

"Mhm thought so." He says then picking you up. He walks to the couch in living room,flopping down on it with you in his lap.

"You sure everything's ok baby?" He asks kissing your head.

"Yeah just...missed you so much." You whisper in his neck,where your face is buried. He rubs your back soothingly. You pull back from the hug to look at him.

"Did you eat?" You ask tracing his face with your fingers. "Mhm I did with the guys." He says sighing into your touch. Placing his forehead on your shoulder. You caress his hair, hugging him tighter and kissing his temple, then ear and then neck. He tilts his head towards your neck and places sweet pecks on your neck too. You pull back making him look up at you, you put your forehead on his saying "kiss me."

And he smiles, complying to you without wasting a single second. He kisses you and you feel home again. He squeezes you to himself hugging you tighter so you know he missed you just as much. You share a few sweet kisses and then pull back.

"You know how bored I was ...I spent the whole day alone." You tell him.

"I wish I had a day off too baby, I'd have loved to spend my whole day with you." He says pouting a little, tucking your hair strand behind your ear.

"It's okay you're here now" You say giving him a smile and a peck at his nose. He scrunches it cutely with a chuckle.

" Oh wait !! I've something for you." You say suddenly remembering something. Your eyes a little wide with excitement. You get up so fast from his lap. You pick up the card from table and hand it over to him.

He takes it, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion but a smile on his face.

"An I love you card" He reads and looks up to you with a bright smile. "Oh my god babe you're so fucking cuteeee ahh" he says laughing while pulling you closer by your waist,so you're standing in front of him.

"You've to open it " You let out a giggle urging him to open it.

'There are so many shitty people in the world but I Met you..I have you..how did I get you? You're so lovable you know? And I love you for who you are. So kind,loving,caring. You keep calling me angel but you are the real angel. Thank you for coming into my life. I love you so much. I'm writing this because you need to know this and also because I fucking miss you right now. Ok bye don't make fun of me after this.' ~only yours,y/n.

You see all of his expressions with each word,with each line he reads, he melts a little more. h

He tries to control his smile. He looks up at you with tearful eyes. Grabbing your hand he pulls you closer. "How are you so cute baby." He sighs caressing your hands, "How did you get me you say..?.. But how did I get you?" "You're so precious you know that ? It's not even my birthday or anything special, it's just a random day and you're here making me feel so loved." He's looking up at you with so much love in his eyes with a sweet grin on his face, which you love so much.

You chuckle combing your fingers through his slightly long hair. "Baby, it's just me saying I love you in a silly way,it's nothing special.it's just a card."

"Well it is special to me." He says pulling you on his lap again. "And I'm going to cherish it forever, I'll keep it safe with me...thank you." "And I love you too by the way." He says grinning wide,giving you a peck on the lips.

"And I was going to do something special to tell you this or may be I should have asked you before doing this but.." He sighs.." I don't know I just love you so much and I want you to know, I want you with me always. So.." He takes a breath to prepare himself. He fishes out keys from his pocket. "I've been carrying these around since a week." He chuckles nervously, while your heart is beating fast.

"I know I should have probably asked you before doing this, but I just ..I wanted to do it for us ...so ..I bought an apartment for us . It's registered under both of our names."

You gasp "gyuu-" your eyes wide.

"I-I know baby ..it's a big step but ...will you move in with me baby?" He asks finally. "You know that I want a future with you right? For me You're my one and only." He says clutching your hands in his.

You finally let out a sob mixed with a watery laugh. Nodding furiously you say "You're my one and only too gyu. Shit I didn't know you'd do something like this ..but I've thought about this almost daily, when I want you to hold me to sleep. When I want to see you as soon as I open my eyes in the morning. Fuck you don't know how much I miss you when we can't meet or whenever I have to sleep alone." You sniffle and he's wiping your tears, nodding along with whatever you're saying.

"It's a little scary but I trust you with my whole life, so yes I'd very much love to move in with you."

His puppy eyes slowly get bigger in size as he gets happy "Really? Oh my god...I love youuu" He says getting up with you, spinning you.

"Oh my god you're going to make us fall..slow down." You laugh as his giggles fill the room. He stops putting you down on the ground.

"Is tomorrow ok with you? I want to show you the place first then we can decide the rest." He asks. "Yes." You say becoming a blushing mess making him coo at you.

a/n: idk if this is any good but i wrote this in June, finally finished it. Also im sorry for making you wait for 'I hate you not' series.it's also halfway done but it'll take a lot of time for me to actually post it. I'm more into reading than writing these days so please feel free to suggest me some good fics. Thank you for reading this. Hope y'all are having a nice day 🥹🫶

[artist-ellen]

Part 1 of Staging EPIC.

Now I know Jorge Rivera-Herrans has talked about the different ways that EPIC could be adapted and a theatre production is effectively off the list. There’s just a lot of scenes that would be very hard to pull off without a Cirque du Soleil level stage or props. However… I didn’t hear about that until much much later, so the brain-worms have already moved in, and I might as well party! Depending on how deep I get into all the variations I might get into the animated versions at some point, but I very much thought this was going to be stage production so we are starting there before moving onwards!

I was really intrigued by this idea of this two-tiered archway backdrop. I went to an antiquity exhibit not too long ago and the recreations of ancient theatres really itched a spot in my brain. My thought was to have the”Greek Chorus” and the humans framed by the lower arches, and to have the upper level semi-reserved for the gods and goddesses characters. (The arches could also be more greek-column like but this is a very rough speculative illustration series that isn't going anywhere so as long as the gist gets across we are cooking with gas)

The boat is fairly important to the story, and is one of the major roadblocks for a stage production. Now Jorge Rivera-Herrans did mention in a TikTok that something like the Cirque du Soleil show “Ka” would be really cool. So of course I went to find as much behind the scenes information as I could. They are understandably tight-lipped about what the full show looks like, but there were clips/images of a boat in that show. Their boat isn’t very large, it holds maybe 5 acrobats and rocks dramatically to simulate a storm of some sort. The sides were scooped super low for visibility, and that got me thinking about how all I need is something that resembles a boat and can be pulled around the stage a little bit while still displaying the actors. Which is how we got this no-side rolling platform. I doubt it’s very feasible in a real scenario but I couldn’t cut their transportation entirely, it’s a little bit important.

These first two images are more about setting the general or "resting"? stage. A lot of the higher impact moments would be exaggerated with lights or specific set accessories while this is more what the stage looks like in calmer moments or when the show isn't on.

I am the artist! Do not post without permission & credit! Thank you! Come visit me over on: instagram, tiktok or check out my coloring book available now \ („• ֊ •„) /

https://linktr.ee/ellen.artistic

[turtletaubwrites]

Needy For Me ~ Part 5

Pairing: Zoro x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,694

This is part 5 of the Series 'We've All Got Needs,' linked below:

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Summary: You get some unexpected advice while the swordsman takes time to think. Then it's time for the big talk.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Fem!Reader, 18+ Only, MDNI, Reader-Insert, Smut, Rough Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Swearing, Casual Sex, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Condoms, Shameless Smut, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, Friends With Benefits, Crewmates With Benefits, Relationship Discussions, Zoro's a straight to the point kinda guy and we love that, but now he's gotta do a big think

A/N: I literally can't stop writing these. I'm on medical leave for a month, and my brain has decided that all I'm going to do is write fics, all day every day 😅 I'm so happy to hear your reactions to this series, it's been cheering me up! I hope you enjoy this next installment 😊

Too many eyes grabbed onto you as you walked into the galley for breakfast. You felt your own eyes widen as you avoided catching any of them.

You knew why Zoro and Sanji were tracking your every movement, but Robin’s eyes felt heavy as well. 

I should have known. There was no way the boys could be subtle. 

You looked up at Robin briefly, her sly smirk making your cheeks flush. 

The conversation felt muffled, but luckily the swordsman and the cook didn’t try to interact with you. You’d told Zoro you’d wait for him to figure things out, and your mind was dreading every outcome you could imagine. 

I don’t want this to end. 

Biting your lip, you let Luffy grab the rest of the food on your plate that you couldn’t force down. 

In the hallway, aimlessly moving toward the deck, you jumped at a finger tapping you on the shoulder. You held your breath, turning to see which of the boys were pulling for your attention. 

There was no one there. 

Your brows furrowed, and you wondered if all your sleepless nights were starting to fuck with you. Until an arm appeared on the floor, beckoning you forward. 

Gulping, you followed a trail of arms, until you found yourself in front of Robin’s door. One of her arms opened it from your side, motioning for you to enter. 

Robin sat, lounging on her loveseat, which you had no idea how she’d gotten through her door. She was sprawled, lazily looking through a heavy book until she lifted her lovely blue eyes to meet yours. Scooting gracefully over, she set the book down before patting the cushion next to her. 

You felt frozen stiff, but managed to make your way there, smelling her lovely vanilla musk scent. 

Robin tilted her head, with another slow smile before finally breaking the silence. 

“You’ve got those boys in more of a tussle than usual.”

Panicking, you stuttered, feeling your fingers grip into your thighs. 

“It’s alright, Y/N.”

Robin’s tone stayed calm, as it always was, as she patted your clenched fist. 

“I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. I want you to know that you can come to me if things get overwhelming.”

You felt heat build in your throat, not knowing why her words were hitting you quite so hard. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Giving her a watery smile, you gratefully shared your dilemma. Robin kept her calm eyes on you, nodding, and occasionally asking the perfect questions that helped you clarify your own thoughts. 

Which were still jumbled. 

“Well, Y/N. You are waiting for the swordsman to decide what he wants. You’ve told him, and now you’ve told me, what you believe you should want. Or what you believe would be the smart choice.”

You bit your lip as she kept dragging truths from you. 

“What are the outcomes that you would prefer?”

Releasing a strained laugh, you lifted your face toward the ceiling while you sighed. 

“I don’t know, Robin. All I know is that I’m scared to risk my place on the crew, scared to mess up our dynamics. But I also really don’t want to stop what we’re doing.”

Chuckling, Robin leaned back to look you over.

“No, I'm sure you don’t. And what about the cook?”

“Oh, uh. I don’t know. That kind of threw me off guard.”

Robin tapped her finger to her lips, looking like she was pondering the meaning of the universe. 

“Well, it looks like you need to figure out your feelings too. I have my own opinions, if you’d like an outside perspective.”

You nodded, almost desperate for advice. 

“If you and the swordsman fall for each other, it could be scary, uncertain. But we are all family. We would get through it all together.”

Tears welled up, not falling yet. The warmth you felt was so soothing. 

“On the other hand, if you’d prefer to keep things casual, I think you should enjoy them both. You wouldn’t want to waste such a bounty.”

You choked on air, waiting for Robin to say she was joking. But Robin just stared at you with mischief, almost a challenge in her eyes. 

“I-I…”

“Come on, love. You’ve got plenty to think about.”

Robin's many limbs gently pushed you from the couch, and into the hallway. You went along, mouth gaping until you looked back at her through the door frame. She sat there, still smirking. 

“By the way, I wouldn’t be opposed to hearing some of the more salacious details later.”

Robin winked as the door closed, and one of her arms smacked your ass in the hallway. 

Clamping your hand over your mouth to cover your surprised yelp, you stood in stunned silence for a while. 

Then, grinning, you made your way to your own quarters to think things over. You breathed easier knowing that someone was on your side, not just fighting over it. 

The rest of the day was a wash. There was no way you could accomplish anything until your mind was settled, so you fucking napped. You needed it after the past few days with Zoro.

Fuck.

You were dozing in your hanging bed, but just that brief thought of Zoro had your body reacting. 

He’s fucking right. I am needy. 

You wished he’d knock on your door right now, and take advantage of the wetness the thought of him had caused. 

Then your brain woke enough to remember more of the dilemma and you shook yourself, trying to get out of your head.

‘I think you should enjoy them both.’

Robin's playful words twisted through your brain, until you were reaching for yourself again. The thought of Sanji touching himself while you came on Zoro’s cock. The way he’d begged you to fuck him, the way his tongue hung out of his mouth when he heard you moan. 

Your fingers found your swollen clit, so ready to be toyed with after all your recent pleasure. 

Zoro shoving you against the wall, reaching down your pants to test how wet Sanji made you. Sanji tracing his fingers along yours, promising to focus on your pleasure. Zoro shoving his shirt in your mouth to muffle your screams while he fucked you into the floor. 

It didn’t take long for your body to release, and you’d gotten so skilled at holding in your moans that you barely made a sound while you twitched. Panting, you stared at the ceiling and groaned. 

Both? Both. Both is good.

You covered your face with your hands, realizing you’d just dragged your slick along your forehead. Groaning, and laughing at yourself, you hopped off the bed and got ready for dinner. 

Robin gave you a knowing smile when you walked in, and you practically ran to sit next to her comforting energy. The meal went about the same as usual, though you were pleasantly surprised to see that Sanji was giving you space, not pushing like he was yesterday. 

Zoro was still scowling at him, but you were pretty sure he did that everyday.

As you followed Robin out the door, a light tap on your shoulder brought you around. Zoro leaned against the doorframe, and you heard Sanji behind him, cleaning up the kitchen. 

“I, uh-”

“Take watch with me?”

Zoro kept his eyes on yours, but pointed up. You smiled when you saw he was pointing in the opposite direction from the crows nest, so you led the way. 

Settling against the rough wood floor of the crows nest, you pulled your knees to your chest, and tried not to look panicked. 

No matter what, I’m a Strawhat Pirate. Everything else is just gravy. 

Zoro had his back against the post across from you, legs stretched out beside yours. He stopped gazing at the stars to finally meet your face. 

“I think you’re right. I think having a serious relationship with a crew member could be a bad idea.”

Swallowing, you tried to steady your breathing.

“I uh. Fuck. I’m not good at this shit.” 

Your lips curved, but you held in what you could.

“I like you, Y/N. I like you as a crew mate, and a friend.”

Your breath was caught, waiting for him to finish. 

“We shouldn’t go further than that. We can’t make our decisions muddled.”

His eyes seared into yours, and you silently begged him to keep going so you could breathe. 

“I want to keep our arrangement. But I think if I can’t handle sharing you, then we shouldn’t keep going.”

His pauses were fucking killing you.

“I’d like to stay crew mates with benefits, and agree that we can see or sleep with who we want.”

Your brows flew so high, it felt like you might lose them. 

“A-Are you sure?”

“Yes, Needy. I did the big think, and the big talk. I promise I’ll do it again if I need to.”

You laughed, then caught yourself. 

“Thank you, Zoro. I agree with that arrangement. And we can keep talking about it, please let me know-”

“I will, Y/N... So what happens now?”

“Hmm”

“Are you gonna go fuck the cook now?” 

You held in your laughter again, not wanting to push this struggling swordsman.

“Not tonight. Plus, I need to talk to him first. He might not be okay with our arrangement anyway.”

“Oh, he’ll be okay with it. That pervy cook’ll do anything to get you to touch him.”

You held in your smile as you watched Zoro quietly seethe, resigned to the possibility. 

“Well, Zoro. We can keep talking. We have to keep communicating. If this hurts you-”

“It won’t hurt me. You’re right. We shouldn’t get too attached because it could endanger the group. If I can’t pull my shit together around the waiter, then we shouldn’t risk it.”

Your body was absolutely buzzing. This is crazy.

“And you're sure?”

“Yes , Needy. I’ll let you know if it changes… So now what?”

Your skin was hot as you watched Zoro’s lips, and his strong fingers that flexed as he spoke.

“Well, now I was hoping you’d fuck me in the crows nest,” you teased with finger tracing along his calf.

Zoro’s satisfied smile brightened his scowling face, and you loved to see it. This must have been so difficult for him.  

And now Zoro crawled over to you, an evil glint in his eyes.

Oh fuck.

He kissed your jaw and neck, and you sighed into his gentle touches. Your arms wrapped around him, enjoying the softness, but waiting for his strength to take you. 

Zoro’s lips and tongue kept dancing along your neck and shoulder, and you shivered as you left kisses on his.

His growled words vibrated through your ear, making your body flood, aching for him.

“You’ll still be my Needy girl, won’t you, Y/N?”

“Y-Yes Zoro,” you gasped, back arching for him.

“Needy for me,” he asked before sucking your earlobe, scraping it with his hungry teeth.

“Fuck yes, Zoro. I still need you. I need your cock.”

Zoro took your lips then, holding your body to him, and you almost sobbed with the anticipation of whatever he was about to do to you. Zoro broke the kiss to trail his tongue down your throat, pulling your top over your head.

You cried out as Zoro massaged your breasts, his movements getting harsher as he growled.

Panting, you reached for his shirt, but he tore it off, then pulled your pants down. You took your bra and panties off while you watched him strip, while he stroked a condom onto that long, beautiful shaft of his. 

“Let me see you.”

A moan escaped you, and you set yourself up with your clothes as a pillow before spreading your thighs for him.

Zoro’s eyes shifted even darker, and you could have been scared if you weren’t so ready for him to use you.

Zoro brought his face close to your core, trailing a finger through your folds to see the wet strands as he pulled away. His breathing hitched, and you loved to see how your body affected him.

“So fucking hungry.”

A small moan turned bigger as he entered you, two fingers already going to swift work. Zoro always took your pleasure from you, never waiting for it to arrive. His other hand went for your clit, attacking that bundle of nerves until you were thrashing for him, sobbing so you wouldn’t scream, coming for Zoro as he chuckled over you.

“Can’t get enough, huh? Does my needy kitten want some more?”

“Gods, yes pleeease!”

“That’s right, beg for me.”

You kept pleading, until he set himself up between your legs. 

“Keep begging, Needy girl.”

And you did. You moaned, and gasped and begged until Zoro brought his cock to you, circling it around your clit while you twitched. 

Zoro entered you, so slowly, and you enjoyed every inch as he worked himself into you. 

He looked so satisfied, his eyes still filled with that look, like he’d claimed you. You shivered under him, watching him groan as your body clenched around his. 

Zoro reached his arms under your legs, almost rolling your body as he rested your calves on either side of his neck, your knees almost reaching your shoulders.

Even without thrusting, the change in angles made you writhe, breathing his name. Zoro caged you in his arms, eyes blown out as he stared at your panting lips. 

“Can you take this cock for me, Needy?”

“Yes, Zoro, I can take-”

Your words were choked out of you as you tried not to scream. The angle Zoro had forced you into, was fucking you into, had your mind fucking melting. 

Right as you were about to tell him it was too much, the pain became flooded with pleasure. The feeling was so hot, so sharp, but now waves of vibration shot though you as you came, pulsing and squeezing him with your aching pussy.

“Fuck, Needy. That’s it, baby.”

Moaning under his praise, you started to feel it was too much again, but Zoro took you over.

He snaked a hand around your leg, playing with your clit until you were already so close again, panting and losing your mind. 

“You’re so good at taking my cock, Needy. Show me how hungry that pussy is for me.”

You lost control of your body, your arms and legs clenching hard as you shattered around him. 

“Fuuuck, Needy…”

Zoro twitched above you, but your mind was fucking blank. It was so intense, it almost felt like your ears were ringing as you started to come down. 

Zoro had pulled out of you, and set your legs along the floor. Your heart felt stuck in your throat as he laid himself onto you. His head was resting on your lower stomach, his arms wrapped around your sides. You looked up at the stars above, and almost felt uncertain tears stinging your eyes. 

“Zoro?”

He twitched, slowly lifting off of you.

“Fuck, Y/N, don’t let me lay down again. I’m about to pass out naked.”

Zoro shook himself before helping you dress, brushing off your clothes.

You sat there looking at him, catching yourself wanting to cater to his feelings, to focus on his needs. 

Friends and crew mates should do that too, but you knew there would be a fine line to cross before caring too much. 

Instead of asking if he was okay, or if he was really sure again, you decided to trust that your friend was an adult, and had told you the truth. 

“Thanks for helping me out, Zoro.”

The sight of his smug grin was perfect, and you climbed down feeling oh so happy. 

As you crept across the deck you caught the whiff of cigarette smoke close by, and shook your head. 

That’s a tomorrow conversation. But I hope he enjoyed the show.

Giggling to yourself, you raced to your room before any more Strawhats could claim you. 

Rolling into your blankets, you couldn't help your muffled squeals as you imagined what tomorrow would bring. 

Thank you for reading! 💜

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[sweetestcaptainhughes]

❤️‍🔥 12 with John Marino please 🥵

oop someone requesting my sweet Harvard King Johnny as I am sitting here procastinating on writing his segment of the 'let me love you series' that's suppose to be out today. 🤣🤣 I have never ran to my asks so quick, of course I can write some Johnny smut for you. 💞 i know he has a twin, don't know if he is married or expecting but it's fanfiction leave it alone.

200 Followers Celebration

"Wrap your legs around my waist."

One thing about John was that he knew how to make your legs shake to the point where you felt like if it wasn't for him strong arms wrapped around you, you definitely would of fallen. Right now is no different as your vacationing with him family in the Hamptons for two weeks before everyone parts ways for the end of the summer and both of you move across the country to Utah.

Of course what was suppose to be one last relaxing day in the sun, with his parents and his twin brother and his expecting wife. Might have turned into Johnny's wandering hands all day because 'fuck baby you look sexy in that bikini."

"Johnny not here." batting his hands away from teasing you too much like he would of preferred.

"Come on they're all busy looking at Iz's new ultrasound and listening to the baby kick. No one will never notice." He mumbles in your ear. As he takes his hand under the towel that was resting on your thighs and teases your inner thighs almost reaching where you crave him most before someone calls your name.

"Y/N" Iz yells your name further closer to the house where everyone is relaxing unlike you and John who are on the sand. "Why don't you both go in, I suddenly don't feel too good I think I am gonna lay down."

Nodding your head trying to form words as John looks at his family, a small knowing smirk on his lips as he watches you from his corner eye trying to form an answer as he rubs delicate little circles on your clit. "oh okay feel b-better Iz" you yell back, quickly turning to Johnny who can't help the soft laugh escape his lips. "Not funny" you whisper as you rest your head on his shoulder, letting yourself yourself get lost in the way he's teasing your core going down to tease your entrance but never actually slipping his fingers in. "Johnny we ca-can't" you stutter.

"yes we can." determination in his voice. "you have been teasing me all goddamn day in that bickini and I can't exactly turn to my brother and go 'hey will you excuse my girlfriend and I, I have to go fuck her brains out because he looks so goddamn good. But don't get any ideas mom and dad she has an IUD." he jokes.

"ah you wouldn't." you tease.

"if I don't get ruid of my blue balls in the next 5 minutes I might." kissing your sensitive spot on your neck.

"fine but not here in the water FAR AWAY from your parents please." Without warning he removes his finers leaving you to whine as a response.

"race ya." he says and suddenly he's off running to the water your not far behind, both of you laughing at his childlike antics sometimes despite the fact he was just begging to fuck you in broad daylight.

He catches you and carries you in the water far away enough from anyone else that they can't see anything or hear you whimpers. Only he was allowed to hear you moans when he was fucking you. "wrap your legs around my waist baby." As he pulls you into a kiss you listen to his directions, your stomach doing flips in anticipation for what's about to happen.

His back to his family, he attacks your neck as he slips his fingers back into your core, curving his fingers ever so slightly to fill your walls. "fuck Johnny." you moan lightinly in his ear, closing your eyes and tucking your head in his neck. "I need more." you sleepisly admit.

"oh yeah, you want my dick?" he asks but it comes out more as a statement and all you can do is moan in response. Taking one of your hands trying to pull at his swimtrunks but he stops you. "gotta use your words babygirl."

"please I need your dick, I need you to fill me up and make me feel good right here right now." you plead

"see was that so hard." he lightly bites your neck but not hard enough to leave a mark that someone will question later. He moves your bottoms to the side and pulls out his dick, shoving himself in you hard. All you can do is throw your head back in pleasure as you finally feel full for the first time since he started teasing you this morning. "fuck your always so tight for me." he admits as he starts to roll his hips

"yeah. right there don't stop please don't stop." as you attempt to meet his thrusts.

"fuck you feel so good. You don't even care where we are, you just wanted my dick so that I could fuck you dumb is that right pretty girl?" he asks as he takes on of his hands not holding your hips and moves it so that chin holding you to look at him. Although your eyes aren't too focused on him and that turns him on even more. Making his thrusts even faster, all you can do is moan, but he cuts off your moans with a hungry kiss. "you know I love your noises baby but not here okay." As he steals another kiss from you, and that's all it takes for your core to flex around him as you cum. Johnny not far behind from the pulsing of your core.

[be-missed]

Not Strong Enough (Chap 8)

Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader

(pictures not mine)

Summary: Jenna was visiting her mom in the hospital to drop off the food that will be eaten for the hospital party, but she met a resident surgeon and she thought "God forbid I ran into an accident, but I want her to open me and stitch me up." While the surgeon tries her best to keep her fan girling low-key.

Warning: curse words. Also I'm not that knowledgeable when it comes to accident or prognosis of a physical trauma, so I tried to be logical about it.

A/N: Last chapter for my first series. Thanks for reading this piece and the support you gave me.

Masterlist

Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 5 | Chap 6 | Chap 7

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Chap 8

Y/N with her worried face, heart beats so fast, hands become so clammy, and her blood raised. She faces Natalie, waiting for her answer on where Jenna is. She doesn't care if she showed this much of an emotion in front of Jenna's family or in front of everyone that she has worked with. She only cares about how Jenna is and where Jenna is.

A closing of the door can be heard from the surgery room inside the emergency. Beatrice walked towards them with the stern face that she always carries when she's working or after her surgery. But being her closest friend, you know that this is not just her every day stern face nor this is not just her work face.

You tried to restrict yourself from rushing to your closest friend, so you stand still in your place, while Jenna's family walked towards Beatrice. Standing still from where you are, you don't know if you want to hear the news that Beatrice will tell or if you want to just live your reality and believed that Jenna is okay.

From where you are, you see Natalie hugged her husband and her siblings smiles. That enough comforted you, knowing that Jenna is fine. Before Beatrice has her chance to walk towards you, you ran to the nearest elevator, gladly enough it opened when you pressed the button and chose the highest floor of the building.

Inside the elevator, you don't know what to think, hell you don't even know what really happened. But by knowing that there are a lot of people inside the emergence with minor to major injuries, it's a car crash, a big one. The elevator dings and you strode your way out the metal box and went straight to the edge with the railings.

Looking at the city from above, everything looks so small. But the pit that you have in you stomach is big, heavy, and is eating you out. You are an overthinker, so you will think every possible scenario that you can think of. Jenna helps to calm the thoughts down, but not right now, when she's the one you think of.

Before you jump in your thoughts, a hand pats your back. "She's fine" Beatrice says to reassure you, knowing that you bolted out before she can even get close to you. "She needs a surgery since she got a big cut on her forehead, she also got some brain injury because of the impact from the crash but nothing serious; her car received the greatest impact."

"What's your prognosis?" Y/N asked Beatrice, trying to compose herself and not breakdown. Jenna was the first girl she have ever loved truly and they just got together a few weeks ago, she can't lose her, "Tell me the truth, Bea." Y/N begged.

Beatrice lets out a deep sigh, "Nothing that serious, she needs to rest for a month and let her brain regain its health and recover from the trauma and injury. It may have some side effects, but nothing that she can't face" Beatrice explained to her friend even if she knows that Y/N knows what happens to this kind of case.

"Thanks Bea" the only words that came out of Y/N's mouth, "There's no problem with that, I was also shocked when I saw her getting reeled inside the emergency. Go to her room, I know you want to see her and she needs you" Beatrice replied.

"I just don't want to lose her, I don't think I can handle not having her in my life" Y/N said and Beatrice hugged her friend and reassured Y/N "You didn't okay, she's down stairs waiting for you, I'm sure of it. Just wait for a couple more hours or a day before she regains her senses and be awake. She needs a lot of rest, you know that." Beatrice left Y/N alone and went down.

The girl stayed looking at the night sky or the cars honking below, after getting all the willpower that she needs, she goes down and went to Jenna's private room. Inhale, exhale, she knocks at the door and Natalie opens the door for her.

"Hey, there you are, come in" Natalie ushers her inside, "She's been resting for quite some time now, her vitals are also stable. She's going to be okay" Natalie assures Y/N and gave her a hug.

"I know she will, she's a fighter like her mom" Y/N said and smiles at Natalie. "I'll just just go and get us snacks" Natalie said getting her wallet and heading outside the room.

Walking slowly, noticing how Jenna looks so fragile with the tubes that connected her to a machine and the gauze that is plastered on the side of her forehead. Y/N wants to check every vital signs that Jenna shows just to makes sure that the other girl is okay, but she restrict herself. She reminds herself that she is here as Jenna's girlfriend and not her doctor.

So what she did was, she held Jenna's hand and hugged the girl that was sleeping. Trying to listen to Jenna's steady heartbeat and the warmth of her skin. Trying to be as delicate as she can be, Y/N situated herself and seated by the stool beside Jenna's bed.

Natalie saw the two girls asleep, which she is thankful for, she knows that the both of them needs a chance to regain strength and God knows how much rest they need after what happened.

Rustling from around her woke up Y/N from her slumber, hand still holding Jenna. Looking around she see Beatrice and the nurses that came in to check on Jenna's vitals and to give her more pain relievers. "She's doing fine, she just needs to rest more, we also injected some pain relievers so that when she wakes up today, she won't feel a lot of pain." Beatrice and her team walked out of the room.

"Uhm, I'm just gonna go get my coat in my office, I have a shift in 2 hours." Y/N said to Natalie that gave her a nod and a smile. Walking to her locking room, Y/N prayed, which she usually don't do. She knows know that desperate people do try to find faith, so here she is now, praying.

After getting herself ready and now wearing her white coat, she sits in Jenna's room, silence settles in the room with them, looking at Jenna or trying to busy themselves with other things. A stir on Jenna's bed broke the quietness inside the room. Jenna tried to move and sit down but a gasp of pain stopped her and made her collapse to her bead.

Natalie went to assist her daughter while Y/N pressed the call button for the nurses and doctors. While Natalie tries to help Jenna drink some water and assure her daughter that she is okay, Y/N walks towards them and a smile breaks in her face, seeing how Jenna is okay and now awake.

Jenna looks at Y/N, full of curiosity and a glimmer in her eyes, Jenna thought "If I were in an accident that lead me to this, I hope she was the one that cut me up and stitches me back up." Amusement can be seen on Y/N and Natalie's face.

Natalie broke the silence and said "Oh honey, you were in an accident but she's not the one that performed a surgery on you" with a chuckle, Jenna then looked at her mom and realized that she voiced that thought out loud. It earns a chuckle from Y/N too, "You're funny, you know that?" Y/N said and walked towards Jenna and holds her face, which Jenna froze.

It made Y/N pull away and said "What's the problem? Is there something wrong? Does it hurt?" Jenna shakes her head "No, it's just, it's sudden, you uhm... you touched my face like I'm your girlfriend or something.. probably my doctor?"

"Her girlfriend or something?" "...probably my doctor?"

It echoed through Y/N's mind, what is Jenna talking about, yes of course she's in an accident but...

Oh,

Oh,

Oh...

Right, Beatrice told her that Jenna's car got the greatest impact and she received a brain injury and trauma, but Beatrice didn't tell her that the trauma affected Jenna to this extent. She was frozen in her position, trying to compose herself. Jenna's mother gets close to them and says "Honey, what are you talking about? It's Y/N, do you not remember her?"

Jenna just shakes her head again, "Oh.. uhm.." Y/N can't speak a word, she was angry, sad, and surprised. She was angry at the world for doing this to them, she was sad for what happened to them, and she was surprised that amnesia was an outcome to Jenna's accident. Which she think is impossible, but... if the impact was that great just like Bea said, then it is possible.

Y/N awkwardly coughs to break the tension and said "Uhm, yes, I'm uh... your doctor. I'm here to check your vitals" Y/N said to not worry Jenna or surprise her. Y/N then started to walk closer to Jenna's bed and started to check her vitals on the machine. Trying so hard to not her tears to fall down.

Y/N is not facing Jenna but she can feel her stare burning through the side of her face. Scared to look at Jenna's face, she then holds Jenna's hand where needles are inserted to check if there are any blood flow.

"Do you really think I'll forget about your pretty face?" A voice broke Y/N's melancholy and looked up the girl who is sitting at the bed wearing a cheeky smile on her face. With a confused look that Y/N gave Jenna.

"Do you really think that I'll forget your pretty face?" Jenna repeated herself, "What... I thought..." Y/N can't say a word. With Y/N getting confused on what's happening, Jenna cups Y/N's face and kissed the girl hard on her lip. Before Jenna can let go, Y/N placed her hand on Jenna's nape and deepen the kiss, now realizing what's happening.

Jenna's mom cough from the other side that broke the kiss, "I'm sorry, Nat" Y/N said while she gives the older woman a shy smile. "I'll leave you two to talk, okay. To TALK" Natalie said and gave a big emphasis on the word "talk" that earned the both of them a giggle.

"What's the meaning of this?" Y/N asked perplexed, "I got you good, huh?" Jenna said with a smirk on her face. "Wow, I can't believe this, I don't know if I'll be angry at you or be thankful that you are okay" Y/N said teasingly at Jenna.

"Oh please, don't be angry at me" Jenna said with a pout on her face trying to be cute. "You know cuteness would not get you anywhere, right?" Y/N said and Jenna answered "Well, there's nothing bad in trying right?"

Y/N seats at Jenna's bed, "Are you really okay? Did you not get hurt somewhere? Beatrice said that your car got the greatest impact" Y/N said while trying to caress Jenna's face. "Just body pains and my head, nothing more. Yes, my car did received the greatest impact, but hey, at least we know now that my airbag works" Jenna answered trying to lighten the mood.

Y/N smiles at Jenna feeling relieved that nothing happened to the woman that she loves.

"I love you, you know that?" Y/N said, before she realize what she just said Jenna replied "I know. You know that I love you too, right?" with a cheeky smile.

"I know" Y/N said, realizing that what she have right now is what she wants in her life. To love and to be loved. She can't believe that months ago, she was too afraid to shoot her shot and fearing that she wasn't strong enough to be Jenna's lover.

But here they are now. There are much more things that will come to them, but they both know that they got each other to face incoming battles that life will give them.

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END.

A/N: Again, thank you so much for reading and supporting this story and me. Your likes, reblogs, and comments did help me a lot to continue writing. There's a new series that I'm working on, which is Find You Again. See you on my next stories.

[ageravena]

You know what, the Fairly OddParents fandom has been quite tame. Let's spice things up a little bit.

Doesn't anybody else get that silly feeling when you see fanart of Peri being like a father to Dev, like... where's the rest of you 😍? Don't be shy, show us where Dale is. Or are you too scared? (I wouldn't blame you, I was too at first)

Small warning: this post includes slight swearing and many brain-numbing headcanons. I'm not responsible for any mental anguish you may experience

I would like to quickly apologize to the 6 people shipping Peri with Dale. I thought I was the only one but it seems like I've finally found my people. Anyways, back to the topic.

Now that you're here, I may as well show some more art of these two goobers +some silly headcanons. These are my AUed* versions of the two in my odd semi-realistic style that I completely ditch whenever I don't have the patience to draw faces (I often suck at drawing them. No wonder all my OCs are furries)

Note: him being slightly chubby and him having mobility issues are both headcanons I have shamelessly borrowed from others in the fandom. Also am I the only one who thinks Peri WOULDN'T be 6 ft tall? In the series he's like 5 apples tall, so wouldn't it make sense for him to be a bit short?

Note: there's like a bunch of lore explaining the reason why Dale looks so fucked up in my version. I scarred him for life, oopsie! But at least he has Peri now who "forces" him to go to therapy 😍. I may need to make a seperate post where I only talk about him and his past if I have the motivation.

I know a lot of you don't even know the pain of trying to convert a stylized character into a realistic style and still making them look good and kinda recognizable. I envy you who have less realistic art styles.

*And yes, I did say AU. More specifically I'm talking about the "Missionaries of Eden AU" (by me). I'm not gonna go into detail now, but basically it's a semi-biblical and more serious take on FOP, where the fairies are angels, anti-fairies are demons and pixies... I think they can stay as pixies, or maybe they're ghosts, bees? (There's a lot of things I still need to figure out) Their tasks are to work as missionaries on the planets of Eden (planets where life exists). There's a bunch of other lore (some of which I've explained on my casual/personal account on Instagram), but it's best I leave it for another time.

Btw: if you've seen me talk about a "Below the Stars AU", "Bible AU", "Ager DLC" or something else, it's all just the same thing. I just had a hard time coming up with a good name for it lol.

Also speaking of which, I have another post coming up (hopefully) where I explain my reasons for shipping Peri and Dale. It can honestly, out of context, seem like a toxic yaoi crack ship, but believe it or not but I managed to make it the opposite; plausible AND healthy. I want to enlighten you all plus I really want to yap about them.

It feels super funny to ship such a underrated ship. I'm used to shipping semi-popular ships, so to now be all alone feels kinda fun! They have so much potential and so few are seeing the vision?? Though to be fair I'm also glad it's not that famous lmao.

Ps. Ignore the fact I haven't posted anything here for at least half-a-year. All my mutuals are on Instagram, so I don't have a need to post here, though now I've decided to dedicate this account to hyperfixation slop so maybe you'll be hearing from me much sooner.

Ps. Ps. I currently have a 22-page-long google doc filled with lore and info about almost everything I've thought of for the AU, but it's 80% in Finnish so sharing it is useless.

Man, I love writing unnecessary long posts knowing I'm the only one reading them❤️😍 though if you HAVE gotten this far, here's a little treat:

My body refuses to draw Dale in his original outfit. I like to pretend Peri helped him change a bit (most notably taking off his goddamn shoes, though they do have some lore that I've created. GGHHRRAAA EVERYTHING HAS LORE ATTACHED TO IT GRRRR). Also Dev isn't actually grumpy, he just likes to act tough.

My art style looks probably so inconsistent❤️

[hlficlibrary]

✤ Omegaverse Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find the library's other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ Cold Little Heart by seducedbycurls {T, 194k}

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd.

In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham Louis really could use the help

2️⃣ Swim In The Smoke by whoknows {E, 101k}

“What about this, Captain?” Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively.

Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He’s lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He’s clearly a prisoner, but there’s something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry’s brain. Something he can’t quite put his finger on.

“Put him in my cabin,” Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry’s back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can’t understand any of it.

3️⃣ With love comes strange currencies by mediaville {E, 16k}

One day One Direction will be over and Louis won't be around Harry every waking moment. He'll be able to finally get some space, let their bond dissipate as it's bound to do, if they don't mess up again. He can move to Costa Rica and forget that Harry Styles popped his first knot inside him. Until then, he's going to have to deal with this.

or, They're Accidentally Mated and Dealing With It Rather Badly.

4️⃣ You Smell Like by mystic_believexx {M, 185k}

For her part, Jay took everything in her stride, barely batting an eyelid when Louis came into the kitchen the night Harry left and said, “I seem to have accidentally become the pack’s Alpha”. 

Ever since Harry left town, Louis’ found himself with the role of pack Alpha, despite being human. So he can’t wait to hand over the reins when Harry returns. Except, it’s not quite that simple…

OR The one where Louis is the Alpha’s mate and everyone is aware of it except for Louis and Harry. Go figure!

5️⃣ Queen of Arizella by seducedbycurls {M, 277k}

Stealing from Royalty is punishable by death.

Louis starts over, doing his best to keep his hands at his sides but he is hungry and he tries stealing from the wrong Royal.

Harry is King of Arizella, he needs a Queen and who better than an omega on the run from death? Louis will learn to become the perfect Queen -the perfect fake Queen, but only for a few months.

A fake lover, a fake Queen, but a real bond.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 Love After the End of the World by @mercurial-madhouse {E, 162k}

“Wait. Just so I’m clear in me fucking noggin,” Niall says. “An international worldwide takeover is well under way and the only thing standing between having hot showers and a second end of the world is us five fuckers?” 

Society shattered when all electricity suddenly cut off across the globe, plunging the world into darkness. Now, Prometheus Industries is the sole remaining supply of power, a saving grace to those who survived Lights Out. As fugitives in no-man’s land struggling to break into Prometheus HQ, death lurks around every corner for Louis and Zayn. Things get complicated when a routine recon falls apart and Louis collides with Harry and his mates Niall and Liam, survivors with their own agenda.

When staying alive is already a constant battle, the deadliest weakness is to be in love. For Harry and Louis, finding each other sits on top of the endless list of What Else Could Go Wrong.

💎 Unveiled by @phdmama {M, 65k}

The train grinds to a halt and Harry leans forward in his eagerness to take it all in. It’s a gorgeous Spring day, the sky the same intense blue that he knows from home, which comforts him. There’s much here that looks almost familiar, but then so much that is new and strange to his eyes. The bustling station platform and winding streets beyond paved in cobblestones look much like home. There are vehicles ranging from small to very large, some with strange and unusual shapes of which he can only guess the purpose. But most surprising are the people. There is a crowd gathered, filled with men and women, some in what looks to be a military uniform, some in what must be the street clothes in this Land.

There are no robes. And not a single one of them is veiled.

💎 dip you in honey by delsicle / @eeveedel {E, 28k}

Princess Harry, the pearl of England, is set to be married to the youngest prince of France in just six months. Anxious about his performance on his wedding night, he enlists the help of his loyal handmaiden Louis to help him practice everything he needs to know

Omega/Omega AU

💎 I'm Weaker Without You by The_Halcyonic_Lachesist / @chai-hat-tea {T, 20k}

Alpha Lord Louis Tomlinson is a rake who refuses to settle down. Will he settle down for the Society's most talked about Omega? What about the enticing scent that belongs to the Beta? How will he react to said Beta pursuing the Omega too?

💎 Where I'm Meant To Be by Halos_Boat / @halohamilton {E, 6k}

Harry and Louis have been sleeping together casually for a while. As two Alphas they never wanted to define it as anything more.

When Louis helps Harry out with his rut so he can get it done in time for his exam, they're forced to face feelings they were harbouring for a while.

[neptune-lover]

Pregnant? Pt 2

hi guys welcome back this is part two to my pregnant series I'm working on a few ideas rn they are just in the starting phase but hopefully I can get those out and start a master list if the stories I plan to do anyways I hope you guys enjoy

Tag list @moxkindagirl

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex(this is through out the entire story btw and this will be multiple parts)

It was now 10 am both Y/n and Rhea never went back to sleep. Everyone was now awake in the house. Dominik decided to make strawberries and cream crepes as it's y/n's favorite breakfast to eat. She didn't feel sick the rest of the morning and because of it being smackdown tonight and it just so happened to be in the city where the couples home was they didn't have to travel far today which made Y/n very happy. All 5 of them were members of Judgement day but the group already knew Y/n wasn't scheduled to be on the show tonight so she called Hunter (triple H for those who don't know) and let him know she wouldn't be in the building as she didn't feel good. The others however all had either fights or promos to do so Rhea took the lead and called in reinforcement. Who was the reinforcement you may ask well it was three of Y/n's best friends in wwe who they knew weren't scheduled to be on tonight. They were Becky, Seth and Liv. All people who either helped train her or had been by her side dating back to her NTX days especially Becky and Liv they were her best friends and Seth decided to come with Becky to come help cheer Y/n up. "So how exactly did you feel last nigh" Liv asked curious as she had a cousin who was a nurse so she knew a bit about health and medical stuff. "Well it was kinda just out of the blue I woke up and felt super sick and like throwing up" Y/n said "Ok well have you felt like that at all the rest of the day" Becky now asked as the wheels in her brain started turning. Y/n replied "Nope I've actually felt fine the rest of the day just a but restless and sleep and haven't been tired since I woke up" "ok and remind me what time this was again" Seth now said now believing he was thinking the same as his wife. "Ok I get you guys are trying to help but what's with all the questions" Y/n asked slightly agitated now with all the questions. Becky replied "Well what's your description sounds like morning sickness which is common in pregnancy" "That's exactly what I was starting to think" Liv and Seth said at the same time. Seth chimed in again "I remember Becky struggled with that a decent amount when she was pregnant with Roux"." Wait so you guys think I'm pregnant " Y/n said in a shocked tone "Well I'm not saying you 100% are but it's possible especially if you guys have been having unprotected sex especially recently" Becky explained. Silence filled the room Liv was the one to break it "Do you have any tests here or do you need to buy one or two" "Two would be more ideal because it's better to do two than one I remember my first test was negative then I took another it was positive I went to the doctors later that day and turns out I was pregnant" Becky said. "I can go drive to a store real quick and pick up a two pack if you don't have any" Seth offered. "Well this was never expected this early so we don't have any so if you wouldn't mind running to grab some I would appreciate it" Y/n said in a hushed tone. "Ya I'll go run right now" and with that Seth left the three girls alone while he went to go buy some pregnant tests.

That's all for part 2 I hope you guys enjoyed and part 3 will be out soon beyyyy

[ladylooch]

Our Little Family [Miles Wood] Chapter 20- Meet The New Baby Woody

From B: I know we have some new followers around here! Yay and welcome! So I wanted to give a quick re-introduction to Little Family! It's a blog submission series by our lovely 👢 anon! I do not write this series. I am as much of a fan as the rest of you! This series is also completely independent of Shot In the Dark. KK enjoy!! 🍿

A/N from 👢 anon: Hi guys, it's been too long. I'm here with another update from little family. After this chapter, there is going to be 5 left and we will be closing the little family chapters.

Oh yeah, we have some smut here too.

Since the moment you told Miles that you are pregnant, things changed. He was the perfect partner and dad. When he was home, he took care of you and Lily. So you could have alone time, he knows it can be a lot being pregnant and your baby hitting 2 years old.

Every night that Miles is home, he's rubbing lotion and oil on your bump. Because he loves touching you, knowing that you're carrying his baby and the baby likes his touch too.

You're doing your best to give Lily lots of love. Let her be the baby, too. It's an adjustment, but it's amazing. You're not going to lie, your favorites moments are when she crawls into bed with you and lies on the bump talking to her sibiling.

All your appointments are around Miles' schedule. He wants to be there for you and the baby. Not that he didn't do that for you and Lily before. You're having more happy moments during this pregnancy because Miles is loving you, too. He's your partner and husband now, before he was basically just Lily's dad. You guys had fun, but not like this.

Finding out that you guys are having another girl makes him cry. And he doesn't cry much. Seeing Miles getting more emotional makes you emotional too, more than usual. That's on the hormones.

The first time she kicked was just perfection. All three of you were cuddling and watching a movie. Both Miles and Lily were lying on the bump. And then she kicked, Miles looked at you with teary eyes and a big smile on his lips. Lily asked what happened. And you explained that her baby sister said hi. It made her so happy. Lily kissed the bump and said hi back. You know you're lucky.

Sedona for babymoon was perfect. You and Miles had a really good time together. It was something that you guys needed. Having that alone time and connection was amazing. But getting home to Lily saying that she missed you was the best. It made you emotional talking to Miles later.

Miles' season ended short again, but this time he was down for a day or two and then he decided that he was going to enjoy all his girls.

……

The day finally comes, and your water breaks in the middle of the night. Miles was asleep, and you had to basically shake him to wake up.

As much you love his sleepy look, this time you need him to move his ass because you're going to be in pain soon. And you would like some meds.

You groan when the first contraction happens.

“Miles, for the love of God. My water just broke.” Miles blinks at you a few times before his brain catches up.

He curses getting up, he helps you get changed, and he goes to wake his parents. To let them know what is happening. He's so frantic because last time he was on the road.

You need to say goodbye to your baby before you go. Miles was preparing her for this moment, letting her know that maybe mommy and daddy would leave without her knowing, but grandma and grandpa would be there with her. And they're going to come back with her baby sister.

You only show that you're in pain when it's just you and Miles. The whole drive to the hospital was painful. Miles had to pay attention to your contractions while driving.

When you guys got to the hospital, Miles stayed downstairs admitting you while you went to your room. By the time he gets there, you are already in pain meds. They make you a little happier.

But then you're in pain again. Miles is by your side the whole time. You get him a cot so he can take a nap. Even if he doesn't want to. He wants to stay up with you.

You're in labor for more than 6 hours. Your doctor comes in to check you, and sees if it's time. Miles asks if it's time, and she says that it's.

He moves to your side and holds your hand. You curse at him, probably hurting his hand, and saying that you're not going to have his babies anymore. A few times during that process.

Miles just encourages you. He kisses your sweaty forehead. He praises you. You feel so weak by the end. He says that you're doing amazing, but hearing him say that she's almost here gives you that extra strength to push.

Hearing her crying filling the room makes your body go limp. You smile while taking a deep breath.

Miles kisses you. “She's here, babe, and she's perfect.” You nod, not having a lot of strength right then.

The nurse puts your baby on your chest. You kiss her head crying, and your baby is finally here. “Welcome to the world, Ella harper Wood.” You kiss her head again.

Miles rests his forehead on yours “she's perfect, babe. We made her.” He kisses your forehead.

The nurse comes in saying that they need her, and you pass her to the nurse.

“Go be with her.” You push Miles towards where she's getting cleaned.

Your doctor works on you to make sure that everything is okay. The few pushes after giving birth and the stitches.

Miles takes one last look at you before he goes with the nurses to follow your baby. The room starts to get less crowded, which is a relief. You close your eyes when you're alone. The only sounds inside the room are the machines connected to you.

You don't hear Miles coming in. He kisses your head, thinking you're asleep. You open your eyes to look at him. You mumble a soft “hey”.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” He watches you with such a worried look in his eyes. You nod but ask for water, Miles goes to get you water. He rubs your arm when he's back, and you slowly drink the water.

“Is everything okay with her ?” You ask between sips.

“Yeah. She's perfect. You did a good job, Mama.” He kisses your head. He's so proud of you. He definitely has a new admiration for you.

You nod and smile. That's what you needed, to know that she's okay.

“Babe, I know I'm supposed to be resting, but I need to call your mom to talk to Lily.” Miles watches you for a second before nodding and grabbing his phone.

He texted her when he was with El saying that the new Wood was born. He facetimes her, Cheryl smiles, seeing her son's face on the screen. She says, "A congratulations and asks," How are you doing? " Miles says that you're tired, but all good.

He says that he's going to give you the phone. You talk to Cheryl a little before asking if you can talk to Lily. She takes the phone to your baby, seeing Lily's face, and you relax a little more.

You talk to her, asking how she's doing, if she's having fun with grandma and grandpa. She says that she is but that she misses you. You say that you miss her too and soon she'll be home with daddy and her baby sister. She gets excited.

You say that you love her before passing the phone for Miles. He talks to her, and you drift off hearing your loves talking to each other.

Miles plans with his mom for her to bring Lily in the middle of the afternoon. He knows you need that and that you feel guilty for leaving her in the middle of the night.

He lays in the hospital bed with you. He just wants to hold you. It doesn't take long for the nurse to bring El for her breastfeeding.

Miles wakes you. He helps you settle before passing El to you. You smile seeing that cute little face. You kiss her forehead, saying that you're her mommy.

It takes a little time for her to latch, but when she does, you relax big time. Miles gives you the space to be with her.

You brush your finger over all her features. Saying that she has the best daddy and the best big sister, that you guys are so excited for her to be part of your family.

Miles stays outside of the door, updating his family, his teammates, and ordering you food. He knows you're hungry.

When he comes back, he sees you counting El's little toes and fingers. Miles is still a little worried, but he sees that you're more like yourself now.

He moves closer to you. “Can I hold her ?” You look at him a little confused.

You chuckle, nodding because, of course, he can pick his baby. Miles picks her up, settling with her in his arms. You watch El stir a little before settling completely in her daddy's big chest.

“Babe, do you mind if I take a nap ?” Miles is shocked that you asked him that.

“Not at all, rest, sweetheart.” He kisses El's head to settle her a little more. You nod before turning to your side.

Miles holds El as long as he can while you're asleep. The nurse comes to get her. He gets your food and then just sits there looking at you. You wake up to those piercing blue eyes staring at you. You blink a few times, getting him focused.

“Can I have more water, please ?” You lick your lips, feeling a little dry.

“Yeah.” Miles picks the cup and helps you drink. “I brought food for you, babe.” You take a big sip before nodding.

“What about you ? Did you eat ?” You pass the cup to Miles. He looks at you, and you know he didn't.

“Why were you staring ?” You ask, lacing your fingers.

“I'm worried about you, babe.” He sighs, running his hand through his hair.

“Why ? I'm okay.”

“You don't look like yourself, I just don't want something to happen to you.”

“Hey, c'mon here.” You cup his cheeks moving to the side to give his big body space.

“I'm okay, I promise you that. I'm exhausted, being in labor in the middle of the night is not fun, and I miss Lily too.”

“Yeah, I know.” He closes his eyes, feeling your fingers brush along his cheekbone.

“I didn't like leaving her like that in the middle of the night. I know she's okay with your parents. And I promise you, it doesn't change my feelings for El. I love her and I'm so happy she's here with us. I'm exhausted and hungry, probably not the best combination.” You smile, seeing you smile brings a smile onto Miles' lips.

You kiss him before asking if he can bring you the food. You hear that giggle as Miles goes to get you the food.

You thank him before putting a lot of food in your mouth. You give him a look, for him to eat too. If you need food, he does, too.

Miles picks your tray of food as you drink a little more water. You pat empty space beside you for Miles to join you. You need hubby cuddles. He's so careful with the wires and iv on your arms. He doesn't need the nurses to come running scared into the room.

You bury your face in his chest, just needing to feel secure. This is one of the most vulnerable moments that he ever saw you, and he'll take care of you.

You guys cuddle until you hear a knock on the door. Miles kisses your head before getting up to open the door.

You hear your oldest voice saying hi, dada. You smile, getting a little emotional, and Miles squats to give her a kiss. Then, he holds her hand to help her walk towards you.

She's holding a bouquet to give to you. Miles helps her to jump into the bed. “Mama” she's so excited as she settles against you. You kiss her head, holding her close to your body. You thank her for the flowers and then bring her to your lap.

“Baby, mommy is so sorry for leaving like that last night.” Lily looks at you with her big blue eyes.

“ ‘s okay mama, I have a new baby sister now.” She's so excited, and it's adorable. You kiss her head before putting her beside you. You guys talk, and the nurses bring El for another one on one with Mommy before feeding.

While you guys talk, Miles shows El to his parents. Then you ask Lily if she wants to meet her baby sister. Lily says that she does.

Miles brings El, placing her in your arms. Lily's little face moves closer to El, she wants to meet her baby sister. She kisses El's forehead, blushing a little at El's reaction.

“She loves you too, baby.” Lily smiles at you as she brushes her finger on El's hair.

Miles snaps a few pictures of his girls together. You kiss Lily's head, letting her have a moment with her sister. Cheryl sends Miles to be with you guys so she can take a few pictures of you.

You cup his cheek, looking at him with heart eyes. You mouth a thank you for him, he rests his forehead on yours and Lily kisses El's forehead again. It's the perfect picture.

He pecks your lips before looking at his family. El starts to get fussy.

“Baby, can you go with Daddy while mommy feeds baby El. After she is done, you can come say goodbye before going home with grandma and grandpa.” Lily nods and makes grabby hands for miles.

He picks her up, giving her lots of kisses, making her giggle. You smile as they leave the room. You shift El for her to be comfortable. This time, she latches right away.

“You're going to have the best big sister, baby.” El wiggles a little because she feels that too, Mommy.

You watch your baby eat, slowly at her own pace. She's so adorable, lots of Wood's genes in her. The caramel hair, the bone structure, she has your nose and mouth. So you're happy. Miles will be in trouble when his girls grow up.

Miles comes in a few minutes later, and Lily has her mouth full of chocolate. And you give him a look, shaking your head.

“There are wipes in the bag.” You point to the bag, Miles nods and picks the wipes to clean Lily's mouth.

Lily comes to join you with a clean mouth. You pass El for Miles to hold her. You kiss Lily's head and tickle her belly. Her laugh is a good sound to your ears.

You look at Cheryl, biting your bottom lip. Then you look at Miles. He's entertained by El.

“Cheryl, can you help me with something ?” Miles almost snapped his head, looking at you.

“Of course, sweetheart.” She grabs your bag before moving to your side to help you get out of bed.

Randy moves to be with Lily, and you move slowly to the bathroom.

“Babe…” You hear Miles calling for you as you enter the bathroom.

Cheryl helps you sit on the toilet, and she closes the door. You take a big deep breath.

“I'm sorry, I couldn't ask anyone else. I understand if it's too personal for you, but I don't think I can have Miles looking at my body right now.” Cheryl is taken aback for the personal part, but she understands not wanting Miles to see you right now.

“It can be a little personal, but you're my daughter too. And I'm here to help you. Not only Miles, you too.” She moves to hug you. “But you need to talk to him. He needs to know that.” You nod, hugging her back.

You and Cheryl work on getting you undressed. You pee and change your pad. Putting on some normal clothes makes you feel happy.

You guys go back into the room. You thank her before moving back to bed again. Miles is holding El and talking to Lily.

You tell Lily that she's going home with grandma and grandpa. Mommy and Daddy will be there soon. You give her lots of kisses before Randy helps her out of the bed. She blows kisses to you from the door. You smile and blow her kisses. El is passed out in her daddy's arms.

She looks so peaceful in his arms. The nurse comes to get El, saying that she'll bring her soon for another feeding. You nod and thank her.

Miles comes closer. He fixes your blanket before hugging you. Your head rests on his abs.

“I'm sorry.” Miles looks at you confused before lifting your chin to look at him.

“Why are you apologizing, love ?” You shrug as Miles give you the look. Don't hide.

“Ahh, I thought I hurt you by asking your mom to help me.” His face goes soft, hearing that.

“Sweetheart, you just had a baby. You can basically do whatever you want. At first, I was a little disappointed, but then I remembered that you're doing what makes you feel comfortable.” He pecks your lips as the tears stream down your cheeks.

“Yeah, I'm not comfortable with you seeing my body right now.” Telling him that shows how far you guys come together.

“I understand, baby. And I'll help you in any way that I can, keeping the boundaries you just set for us.” You nod thanking him.

Your doctor comes in to check on you, and how are you doing. If everything continues like this, you can go home tomorrow.

You ask Miles for food, and if he wants to go home, shower, change, and take a nap, you'll be fine in the hospital. He looks offended by your suggestion.

“I'm not going anywhere until you and El are discharged.” You sigh, closing your eyes.

“Babe, you need to rest too. I'm going to be okay for a couple of hours. I need you to take care of yourself too.” Miles has his debating face.

“Okay. I'll go home, change, and shower, but not nap.” You nod. If this is what you can get from him, it's fine.

You and Miles cuddle as you fall asleep on him. When you wake up, Miles says that he'll go home and bring you food after. You thank him softly.

While you wait, you decide to scroll through your phone to pass the time. You have a bunch of texts from the halves congratulating you, his teammates too. Some say that they hope she looks like you and not Miles. It makes you laugh.

You see Miles post, a picture he took of you holding both of your girls. With the caption:

“My world right here, welcome to the family baby”

It makes you smile, but there is one just for you. With different pictures from your dating years.

“To my strong wife, thank you for giving me these greatest gifts. But also you loved me before I could do the same. I want our girls to grow up to be strong like their mother. You're the best, babe.”

And this one makes you cry, not hearing what he thinks of you often and your hormones. It make you soft. Miles is becoming the best husband.

When Miles come with food, you're feeding El after spending some mommy and daughter time with her. His hair is still wet, and you know he showered and left. You just hope he loved Lily before leaving.

Miles comes closer, he pecks your lips and brushes his finger over el's head. Little girl stirred but didn't stop eating.

“I love you.” That big grin shows on his lips again. “I love you too.” He kisses you before putting the food on the table.

While El eats, he takes the containers out to put them on the tray for you. His mom made food for you. You get emotional again, Cheryl is just amazing.

El finishes eating, and you shift her for a burp. Then Miles picks her up for cuddles while you eat. You're half way through your dinner, and she starts to cry and get fussy. You stop eating to tend to her.

Miles stops you saying that he got this. He sits with her, strips his shirt, and does skin to skin with her. It takes a couple of minutes, but then she settles.

You smile at them. Miles is really an amazing dad. Miles looks at you, so in love. He still can't believe you agreed to have more of his babies.

The rest of the night flies by. There are some moments where El gets super fussy. But you guys work it out as a family.

The next morning you get discharged, going home makes you so happy. Miles is so careful that it's a little funny.

The whole family is waiting for you guys. Lily comes running to you, and you give her lots of kisses. You take a shower at home and then just cuddle the rest of the day.

Later that night in Miles' arms, “Thank you for giving me this life.”

Miles pecks your lips. “Always sweetheart, it's what you deserve.

You snuggle closer, enjoying the quiet for now.

……

Life at home has been an adjustment for sure for the next couple of months. El struggled a little bit, but thankfully, you had Miles and his parents.

Lily was perfect the whole time. Thankfully, hers and El's nap schedules were different. So you could love both of your babies, giving Lily that mama and daughter time.

She's getting so smart, definitely a little sassy. Miles doesn't know how to handle it, and you think it's funny.

Miles has been perfect, too. Your marriage continues getting stronger and closer. All the bumps made you guys better.

Then Miles' season started, you all had to make another adjustment. You called Miles crying a couple times in the middle of the night. His heart broke every time. He hates seeing you like that.

But when he's home, he's home. He's taking care of Lily and El, so you can have some me time. For you to have a long bath and things like that.

You're glad that you and Miles made sure Lily continued as a toddler. She didn't need to grow up because of her sister. That's so important to you.

You and Miles started taking date nights with each other but also with Lily. And you like how things are going, that's something you always wanted. Her being a kid.

Miles is such a gentleman and respectful when it comes to your body issues after pregnancy. He gives you the space necessary to feel comfortable enough.

One night, you decided to be bold. Your doctor cleared you a while back, but you didn't feel good enough to go through it.

You're in the bathroom looking at yourself in the mirror. You bought lingerie that looked good, but now they feel a little off. You're nervous, taking one last look in the mirror. You take a big deep breath before sliding the robe on and moving to the master.

Miles is scrolling through his phone. He lifts his eyes, looking at you with a soft smile. You just go for it, opening the robe and letting it slide from your body. Miles puts his phone to the side and shifts so he can be closer to you.

“Holy shit, babe. You're fucking gorgeous.”

Your cheeks get warm at the way he's looking at you. Miles moves to where you're standing.

He stops in front of you, pulling your hands to touch his body. “Can I touch you, gorgeous ?” You take a deep breath as you nod.

“Baby, I need to hear you say the words.” It's important to him that you say what you want.

“Yes, you can.” His smile brights the whole room. He leans to kiss you. First, he just rests his hands on your side. As you stop overthinking, his hands wander more through your body. Your hands start to wander his body too, shoulders, hair, neck, his arms.

He likes that a lot and humms into the kiss. Miles cups your ass cheeks before scooping your legs to wrap around his waits. Feeling his bulge between your legs makes you moan.

You missed that feeling for sure. Miles starts to gives your body love. He looks at your face, to see if you're uncomfortable. He kisses every possible inch of your body.

As much as he would like to go to town on your boobs, he just cups them softly. Because he knows they're still uncomfortable for you.

“Woody, I need you.” Miles chuckles as he kisses your ribs. He sits on his heels, and you lift your head to look at him.

“Babe, we need a little more foreplay. I don't want to hurt you.” You know he's right, but it doesn't make it easier for you to wait, after waiting for so long.

Miles makes his way back to your lips. He kisses your jaw line, cheeks, the corner of your mouth, and your lips. You sigh, having his lips attached to yours again. You nibble his bottom lip to have his attention. Miles moans before facing you.

“Please.” Your voice is like a whine and Miles agrees. He pulls your underwear down before stripping himself. Your eyes go wide seeing his big cock erect for you.

You moan as he smirks. Miles strokes himself and uses his fingers on you to open you up a little. He lines himself and starts to slide inside you. But your body is resisting him big time.

“Babe, we can stop. It's clearly painful for you.” Miles moves your hand from your face.

“But I want it, I need you. It's time.” Miles chuckles a little bit. He pecks your lips. “Do you want to try with the lube ? We worked for us before.” Your hand plays with his abs while you think.

“Yeah, we can try.” He smirks before getting up to grab the lube. He settles himself again between your legs, pouring lube on his hands.

Miles strokes himself, spreading the lube. He puts a little on you too.

“Are you ready, babe ?” You watch Miles line himself with your entrance.

“Yeah, I am.” Miles smiles before sliding in.

“Tell me, if I'm hurting you or it's uncomfortable, babe.” You nod, before mumbling an okay. Miles slowly slide inside you as your nails dig in his shoulder. But when it doesn't hurt, your grip is lighter. You open your eyes to see Miles staring at you with a smirk on his lips. You look down seeing that he's completely inside you.

You smile at him as you brush your thumb on his cheekbone before bringing him for a deep kiss. Feeling adjusted to his size, you wiggle so Miles can start moving to build up the tempo.

You missed this so much, Miles is careful building up the tempo. He knows that it's going to be tricky making you cum today, but boy he's struggling himself. Having your tight heat around him again after so long, makes him crazy. He's going to focus on you for now.

He moves his thumb to rub circles on your clit. You moan moving your hips toward his finger. Miles changes your position to go deeper inside you.

“OH, fuck.” You cover your face, but Miles moves so he can see you.

“Babe, I'm hurting you ?” He slows down his movements.

“Nope, it just feels so good.” Miles smirks as he leans to kiss you. He increases the tempo again, knowing that you're okay.

You call for him a few times, and Miles know that you're close. He rubs a few more firm circles, bringing you over the edge and bringing him over the edge too. It's not a crashing orgasm but enough to make you happy and make yourself tight around him.

Miles groans as he moves his hips. “God, I love you.” You smile, bringing her for a kiss, you lick his bottom lip. “I love you too.”

He chuckles and pecks your lips. He pulls out and settles before pulling you to his body.

“Thanks for waiting for me.” Miles kisses your head seeing you play with his chest hairs. “Always, I'll always wait for you,sweetheart.”

You kiss his chest, enjoying his body before needing to pee. “I'm going to shower. Do you want to join me ?” He looks at you a little surprised because it's been a while that you asked to be this intimate with him.

“Yeah, I do. And I got El next, you can rest.” You smile thanking him with a little smooch before you get up to move to the bathroom.

You guys take a shower together. Miles is so soft and gentle, touching your body. He makes sure that you're feeling okay with his touches. He smiles softly. He knows that it's not easy, but he's so proud of you.

“Babe ?” You look at him with soft eyes.

“Yeah ?” Miles kisses your cheek.

“I'm so proud of you.” You look at him confused.

“Why ?” Miles pushes your hair from your face.

“Because you took your time, you reached out when you were ready. You gave me another baby, you make my life better every single day.” You smile as your cheeks get warmer.

You kiss him, because that's the only way you can express what you're feeling. Miles helps you get out of the shower wrapping around the towel, he lets you finish your night routine.

You come back to the bedroom and Miles is holding your underwear.

“We can keep these babe, they look so good on you.” You shake your head before joining him in bed.

He wraps those strong big arms around you. And you fall asleep so quickly, the girls got that from their mama for sure. Just like he promised, Miles takes care of El in the middle of the night.

[walkingstackofbooks]

Trying to decide what I want to work on right now and so to procrastinate I thought it'd be fun to share my current WIPs with you all (omg how did I get so manyyyyy)

Feel free to shout encouragement at me if there's any that particularly pique your interest! :P

Anyway, in order of how recently I've worked on them:

1. Prompt - what if Kukulaka got broken and Garak repaired him?

Coming soon? 80% it'll be done in the next week: I'm hoping to just bash it out at some point, but even though it's short and self-contained, it's hardddd...

2. Unexpected Chapter 2 of Imprisoned. Absolute Sloanshir rot: Sloan provides Julian with more "help", Julian gets increasingly confused/grateful/flustered/fucked

Coming soon? Almost 100% you're gonna see it next week - I am hype and should should should get to the end once I have an evening to myself ;)

3. Prompt - "I don't trust myself to be good to myself right now, but I need someone to be good to me." Conversations between Miles and Julian at various points in the series when they've hit rock bottom and need pulling out.

Coming soon? No... I've written one post-DBIP scene but I'd at least want the post-Argrathi scene and the rest of the DBIP stuff to be done before I put anything up, if not the whole thing... It's definitely a long fic I'll be returning to in fits and bursts. (sorry, prompter...)

4. Prompt - Garak and Julian's first conversation post-IPS/BIL.

Coming soon? It's a strong contender for next week - I was super hype for it when I started but then work interceded and I just haven't got back to it yet. It is a priority, though!

5. Pre-DBIP: a few moments where Julian's unspoken issues with his parents cause friction for him but go unnoticed by his friends. Post-DBIP a similar moment happens and is recognised for what it is. Featuring Julian + beets.

Coming soon? I really don't know. I've got a strong vision for it and scene one (of four) is done, but it's kind of stuttered since then.

6. Julian starts to neglect his self-care, leading to him passing out in the infirmary. Sisko would like to know what the hell happened.

Coming soon? It's already on tumblr in a rough and ready form, so editing to put on AO3 might well happen in the next week - and I'd say a 50% chance of something extra with that?

7. Chapter 2 of At Their Mercy. Alpha!Garak takes over with Omega!Julian where Kira left off... 😉😉😉

Coming soon? Gahhh, I have written this several times over in my brain, but getting the start of this chapter has been proving difficult. Definitely not until after the Imprisoned chapter is done.

8. Why Leeta Kept Kukulaka And How Julian Did Try To Ask For Him Back. Just cute, fluffy gap-filling; I love both of them.

Coming soon? Probably not. Only the outline has been written tbh and this hasn't caught my fancy in a while.

9. "Acts of God": A runabout crashes on a planet where medical intervention is outlawed. Unable to help his injured friends and forbidden from alleviating the suffering he sees around him, Julian has a very bad time...

Coming soon? No, I think this is probably going to be an after-VIsion-Awry project rather than a can-i-get-it-done-first one.

10. "Sloan's planet": Sloan is Julian's s31 handler, sending him out on all sorts of missions... but the missions are fake, Sloan using the holosuite to manipulate Julian pretty much any way he wants...

Coming soon? Possibly. This has more of a series vibe maybe with a few distinct one-shots, so if I get a short idea I might bash it out 🤷‍♀️ Sloanshir's often just so easy to fall into.. 🤣

11. Keiko + Molly + Julian + drawing post-DBIP. Julian's not very good at it, and it's a bit feels but a lot of fluff.

Coming soon? Well I haven't touched it since April but I do smile whenever I remember it exists (and looking at the file, more was written than I remember!)

Welp - and that's not even counting the myriad other ideas floating around my tumblr/ in my head! Or the fact that I have probably another 15-20k of Vision Awry to go... Well, here's looking forward to my August of writing!

(Which I'll definitely have... if I stop procrastinating! :P)

[nrdmssgs]

The dropouts (part 5)

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I you are here I Part 6

Genre: Angst, hurt/comfort, action, slow burn.

Pairing: Olga 'Zhar' Samoilova (OC) x Nikto

Summary: “When your life feels like too much - is there any way I can help?”

TWs: This whole series will be revolving around a person living with an acute dissociative disorder. Swearing.

AN: Guys, I bring my beloved Lastochkas at last. The OCs of my dear friends. They are all military and they are Zhars friends. Riot from these series belongs to @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot. Mini from various series belongs to @sofasoap. Mylene from Desideira and the Bloodsport belongs to @siilvan

After an hour of chasing his sleep, Nikto seems to have memorized all the smallest details of her room, seen from her bed. After the shower, a few rounds of circling the room, checking his phone for a good dozen of times and shifting and turning under a blanket, he abandons the last hopes to fall asleep. Because all his senses go wild here. Her pillow smells like her, and this alone turns out to be enough to send his mind spiraling.

Nikto turns on the other side and meets a still gaze of a Shark plushie.

“Yeah, sorry, mate, stuck with me today,” he grunts, not being able to hold back a smile imagining once again, how this serious, collected, constantly occupied, grown-ass ‘commander Zhar’ comes to her room after a long day and curls up with a stuffed shark. 

But then another image pops up in his mind: her hands clasping around the plush body, face buried under shark's gray-blue snoot, shoulders flinching with quiet sobs. Maybe this is how she looked after returning from that mission, where they first met.

He clenches his teeth and turns back, now facing the door. Deep inside, Nikto wanted to talk about what happened, but he just didn't know what to say. “Hey, sorry for trying to kill you, by the way, there are a good dozen of different personalities sharing my brain and body, and they are so not ok about you”? 

Oh yes, charming.

He remembers how she asked him “why ‘Nikto’?” at the dinner, and he hid behind the most moronic answer.

“You wouldn't really like to know.”

The only thing, that brought him peace was her answer to his question about her callsign.

“Wouldn't want to know.”

And that was that: everything they could share with each other. Just a wall of distrust. She could have let him to her base, give Nikto her room, her bed even. But that didn't shorten the distance between them.

Nikto tosses and turns sleeplessly in bed for what feels like hours. One minute he can't get enough of her deep and sweet scent, another minute he suffocates. The night feels like a curse, until a sudden noise brings him back to reality.

Careful steps echoing down the hall. The sound approaches his door, grows louder, then pauses right next to his room for a moment. As if someone's checking on him. Nikto fights off a once again awakening chorus in his head and waits. After a few seconds, the mysterious lurker continues their walk down the hall. But this leaves Nikto no hope for a sleep, so he throws off the blanket irritably and, putting on a balaclava and sweatshirt, leaves the room.

He follows the sound of footsteps and soon catches Zhar, walking with a massive ashtray in one hand and an old, bulky bag in another. She doesn't seem to notice him following her as she doesn't slow down or turn back. Nikto isn't even sure, what does he need from Olga, but it feels like a necessity - just to be around a little longer before they part yet again.

She reaches the stairs and descends to the floor before an open window between two bays. Weak night illumination draws out her movements - smooth and careful so as not to inadvertently wake up her people. She is tired, it can be seen in the way she walked here, but even now Olga takes care of her people. Even in such little things.

Zhar rests her back against a higher step and stretches with a sigh of relief. She puts the bag under her legs and places the ashtray next to her. Everything about this scene: a peaceful silence, a relaxed curve of her shoulders, an effortless elegance, she maintains, simply relaxing there, draws Nikto closer. As if there is a fireplace next to her, and he was freezing for his whole life before this very moment.

Olga lights a cigarette, but does it strangely - as one would light an incense stick. She carefully places the cigarette on the edge of the ashtray, letting it smolder and emit thin tendrils of smoke that curl languidly into the air. Her eyes follow the smoke, lost in thought, as if contemplating something far away and unseen.

Nikto remains silent, his breath shallow as he observes her. There is something almost ethereal about her, the way she moves, the way she exists in this moment. 

Without turning, she speaks, her voice soft but carrying an undeniable command. 

"Are you just going to stand there, or will you join me?"

She had noticed him all along. A rush of emotions surges through him — embarrassment mostly, but also curiosity. He approaches slowly, the space between them closing with each step until he stands before her.

"How did you know I was there?" he asks, his voice betraying his surprise.

She smiles faintly, her eyes still focused on the swirling smoke. 

"You have a presence that's hard to miss."

He settles on the step beside her, feeling both exposed and oddly comforted. Her gaze finally meets his, and Zhar smiles faintly, obviously reading his confusion.

“I mean, you're massive, Andrei. You may walk quietly, but your shadow betrays you.”

“Just Andre, please.” Nikto takes out his cigarettes to avoid an awkward pause.

Andrei is long dead and forgotten - there is only Andre left, and even he hides behind the Nobody. But that is not a story to be shared now out of the blue.

She pushes the ashtray towards him, leaving it out of her hand reach, and answers his unspoken question.

“I don't smoke. Used to serve under the man, who smoked cigars. Sometimes, when the time between the missions felt particularly unbearable - he took me on a smoking pause. He took a few drags and I just sat next to him. We didn't even talk, but it just brought everything to its right places, fixed me. So now I do these little pauses, when the life becomes… too much.” Olga almost swallows the last words as if she is ashamed to admit it.

Nikto looks away, trying to grant her at least some privacy, but the last part of her story cant leave him indifferent.

“Your life feels like too much right now?”

“No,” she huffs awkwardly, “Not at all… Anyway, Andre, can I ask a personal question?”

A desperate attempt to shift his concentration, yet an effective one. Nikto nods and tucks his balaclava slightly down to light up his cigarette. A lighter clicks, briefly lighting up his face.

“That thing, that happened to you back on a battlefield…”

Fuck no. Please, not now.

Andre takes a deep drag and holds his breath, waiting for Zhar to finish her question. Sooner or later, this conversation happens to everyone who is more or less familiar with Nikto. 

What's wrong with you? So you hear this voices in your head? You tried ignoring them? Oh, I saw this movie about a crazy guy, who…

He hates it. Everyone around seem to know better what should he do. And as they go on and on, yapping about his experience - they stop seeing a person. Instead, there is only a diagnosis left in his place for them. 

Oh, that guy… The crazy one, yes?

“That thing… Is there any way I could help you back then?” 

He turns to her, discouraged by an unexpected question, not caring about a lower part of his face getting exposed. If it wasn't for a heavy smoke filling his throat now - he would feel a lump forming there. He blinks a few times, searching for the right words, but Olga gets ahead of him.

“It's ok if you don't want me to poke my way into your business. It's your life, I'm not trying to become a part of it. So if you don't feel like talking - just send me to hell. No hard feelings.”

Oh, but you are a part of it. If only you knew, if only you could hear, what's going on inside that skull.

“No,” Nikto lets out a stream of smoke that fills the air between them, “not sending you anywhere. Just don't think, you could help. Hell, in fact you left me alive, that was quite helpful.”

Zhar smiles, but something shifts in her gaze. Her green eyes seem to gradually fade, become empty. Andre's best guess is that she's used to smile, when a situation dictates her too, even when she's not happy. They both look at her ‘timer-cigarette’ that is already half way done and Nikto realizes, she might leave soon.

“Olga? A personal question for a personal question, hm?”

“Shoot,” Zhar arches her back, stretching her full body.

“When your life feels like too much - is there any way I can help?”

It's her turn to hold her breath. As if they both are so used to do everything alone, that such a question is completely foreign to them. 

“Lets see… I'm not sure, but actually, there is something, you can do-”

Anything. Nikto catches this word in his throat and doesn't let it out. Some things are better left as silent pleas.

“Just don't misread this: I only ask because I care.” She leans slightly in his direction. “Don't show up at my base ever again.”

Just when they had one peaceful evening, one decent talk, just when he thought, she actually can let her guard down around him. This is cruel even to his standards, and Nikto always considered himself quite a violent creature. 

Something catches the corner of his eye, so he just nods and looks at the ceiling by the window, through which the headlights of an approaching car run.

“This has to be for me.” Zhar sighs and reaches out for the bag under her legs, but Nikto is fast enough to take it first. Even if she doesn't want to see him here again - this doesn't mean, he can't help.

“I'll carry this for you.” He doesn't even ask this - he states it. Anger and pain stir in him, brushing off his nice manners. Its ridiculous, how much of an impact she has on him.

Maybe she is right. Maybe It's time he goes back to his routine and ends this meaningless chase.

***

Mylène was never sure about why she was so warmly welcomed to the Lastochkas ranks. First there was Mini, the original Lastochka or a little swallow, as her husband called her. Without her undying enthusiasm and an open heart, they four would never form such deep friendly bonds. The outstanding medic, the unstoppable little menace of MacTavish clan, she had this unique feature about her: despite being a professional soldier, having witnessed and experienced the grim realities of war, she remained this lively bright soul, a happy ringing bell that never stops even in the darkest night. 

Then there was Riot. If an ancient curse chasing a poor man, that disturbed its secret temple, could be a person - this would be Riot. Beautiful and lethal, like a knife in right hands. And to her enemies regrets, absolutely unable to give up and die, until every last drop of blood, they owed her, was paid back. Her list only got longer with years. Her skills only sharpened. Her everlasting hunger for a payback could be matched only by her captivating eyes, that seemed to grow reacher of color and deeper every year. No wonder, even ghosts got conquered by these eyes.

Olga was another case. Mylène was afraid of her even many years ago, when she only Prices group. That was long before ‘commander Zhar’ was born. Others were menacing on a battlefield, with their weapons and skills. Olga made Mylène's blood run cold, when she leaned down over a map before their operations. She claimed, this was all science, but Leni saw something borderline paranormal in Olga's ability to predict and lead the crowds, bend them to her will, weaponize harmless civilians, turn streets into intricate traps.

And then there is Leni herself. What is she capable of, that others aren't? What does she know, that can make her special, worthy to be a part of Lastochka group? She believes, she's here only because the girls are too kind. She doesn't tell this to anyone, but sometimes she just feels like an impostor among them.

“I'm going to miss you, Olya!” Riot doesn't let go of Zhar. On an average day, she would be much more considerate about close contact, but when it comes to farewell parties - she's a mess in a desperate need of hugs.

“Christine, I'm not flying to Mars. It's just a minor operation, think of it as a business trip. And I will send you news through Mini. So nobody is going to miss me, ok?” Olga grumbles, but hugs Riot back with such force, as if she herself is afraid that this is the last time they see each other.

“What do you mean, nobody is going to miss you? How about your boyfriend?” Minis voice is the last thing heard before a dead silence settles over their table.

Any glass risen is being placed back on the desk, any sob, little laugh or a whine is cut off. All eyes get glued to Zhar in an instance. In the ensuing silence, she glances around at her friends and quietly clears her throat.

Olga has a boyfriend? Their Olga? The one married to her job for years? The one who cut off almost all tactile contacts after her back got severely burnt on her last mission for 141? The one who practically lived on Chimera base since Nikolai hired her?

Now this is new. 

“Details. Now!” Riot demands quietly, but with a degree of confidence, one just can't brush off.

“There is nothing to talk abou-”

“There is a soldier from another company, that follows our Olya like a dog on a leash, and she dumped him the last time she saw him,” rattles off Mini, cutting Zhar off, “He came up with this whole two-day course for our Chimeras, but Nikolai and I weren't born yesterday. We know a desperate lover when we see one! So we hire the guy, let him to our base, only for Olga to look at him and decide right away, that she needs to go elsewhere the next night! You should have seen his face, when he walked her to my car!!”

“Mind you, Mini, the guy wore either a balaclava or a balaclava with a mask all the time. So please don't tell people anything about his face - we haven't seen it!” Zhar sounds slightly irritated, and that makes Leni wanting to roll herself into a ball.

Riot grumbles something about just eyes being enough to read one's expression, and Olga manages to sneak away out of her embrace.

“Alright,” Zhar empties her glass in one swift motion, “You want to hear how it really went - I can tell you.”

Her following story leaves a bad taste in Leni's mouth. It isn’t merely because Olga and this man’s first encounter transpired quite literally on the battlefield, where he had been hunting her down. The sordid details might have unveiled the repugnant underbelly of war, transforming any chance meeting into a potential clash. Yet, it was not these grim particulars that caused Mylène to frown.

The manner in which Zhar recounted this man’s so-called seizure, which happened when she was nearly within his grasp, transported Leni far back to her childhood. She recognized the symptoms Olga enumerated all too well. Mylène clung to a small body, unable to quell the tremors. She had once gathered the scattered shards of another’s world, splintering under the weight of obsessive thoughts and derealization. She had soothed her younger brother, dissipating the fog that obscured his perception of the world around him.

Olga mentioned several more symptoms that Leni had not encountered while aiding her brother through his “episodes,” but they sufficed to complete the picture of what had transpired. Though Mylène had not been on that battlefield where Zhar confronted Nikto, she understood that the wretched man posed no threat to her. If he was capable of harming anyone, it would only be himself.

“Now, I don't care if the guy had a fever or decided to go to war high. It's his life, his choices. But forgive me, if I'm not ecstatic about a man in his state of mind being around my base and, more important, around my people. And the last thing I need, before the upcoming operation, is some unstable intruder from another company!” Olga's last words hang above their table and everyone look away. 

Lastochkas never judge each other, so there is no accusation in a silence, that falls over them in the next moment. Zhar has nothing more to say, and others just feel sad about seemingly everything going wrong between Olga and Nikto. Should have they met in another circumstances, in another life maybe…

“Ahem, I'm going to freshen up, who's with me?” Mini stands up, glancing at others.

Riot follows her and slows down only near Mylène's chair. But Leni just waves her hand, mumbling, that she'll join them in a minute.

It's obvious, that the girls just want to give Olga a little space to breathe and calm down after an emotional monologue. But there is something, Leni needs to share with her.

This is it. Something, that she knows, and others don't. The experience, that makes her special.

Zhar pretends to be captivated by the button of her glass, so Mylène reaches out and takes her hand. This time, staying around Zhar is not as scary as usual. 

“Olya?” Leni meets her eyes, “what was happening to that guy… It doesn't sound like a fever or drugs. I think, I might know, what is it.”

[justxrandomxlivia]

Your new Partner König

Masterlist part two - König x fem!reader - Enemies to more

Summary: After sneaking into a terrorist base, you are overwhelmed by König, a mountain of a man. Is he your enemy or indeed an ally?

Warnings: Mention of weapons, mention of wounds, overall fluff

Word count: 3502

AN: This story was originally based of the first two episodes of the König series of MINTS. Go and check it out! Also, for this story will come 100% more parts - so stay tuned. ^^

„Y/n. Stay low profile. We don’t want to draw to much attention.” – “Copy that. See you on the other side. Stay safe Farah.” After I made my call, I move further through the tunnels. According to the plan, I should reach the end soon. Slowly approaching the gate that leads to the base of the terrorists, I can hear only my own footsteps as I walk through little water puddles. I try to open the gate, but it’s locked. Alright, quick breaking through move. I clipped my gun away and reached for a crowbar. I must do this as quite as possible. Adjusting the angle, and “CRACK!”.

I’ve placed the crowbar back at my bag pack and took my gun once again. I stepped through the gate, closing it behind me and turning to the right. I should get this way to the building, collecting the information I need. Just as I turned right, someone comes from behind, I spun around firing my gun, but it got ripped out my hand in an instant, then I fell to the ground, with my face first. My arms are quickly tied up on my back. “FUCK!” I yelled and tried to lift my legs to grip the attacker. I reached to the neck, but the attacker gripped my feet with an ease, pushing them down and tying them together. I wiggled and tried to hit the person with my head. But the attacker pushed me down to the ground, now facing to the sky, I saw a man standing over me. Way taller than Ghost. My breath stuck. He has a black sniper hood hiding his face and he is huge! “Stop squirming! You will just hurt yourself.” He said casually down to me, he bends down and shut my mouth with duct tape. Then he packed me by the waist and lifted me on his shoulder, carrying me across the camp.

After roughly 5 minutes getting carried all over the entire place, I felt how my guts are in the wrong places. Everything hurt and there was too much blood in my brain, what made me feel dizzy. Mister three meters tall finally let me down. He dropped me on a chair in a big room where was one single light. It was nearly impossible to tell how big the room was, it was just too dark. He placed my hands behind the chair and tied my feet to the chair. Then he took my bag, weapons and other devices and placed them on a small table near the shadow. Not taking off the duct tape from my mouth he spoke with a calm voice. “I’ll let you rest now a little. Let’s chat later. There are many things I’d love to talk about.” With this he left the room and as it sounded, there was another person leaving as well. And to my joy, they turned off the only light. It was pitch black now.

“Shit. Ah, I’m sorry Farah, I fucked up.” I mumbled as I started to loosen my wrists from the rope. It won’t move, but I continued even though I felt the pain in my wrists already rising. After what felt like an eternity, the door swung open, and the light got turned on. Squeezing my eyes because I turned blind on an instant.

“So. How are you doing?” Slowly opening my eyes again, I see him. He is standing a little in the shadow, but enough in the light. He is so damn huge. And I don’t mean only his height. He is built like a bulldozer. There was no way I could have won against him earlier. If he would just stand there and somebody else would interrogate me, I would be terrified. But his voice is way too kind. He sounds as if he doesn’t even plan to hurt me. Also, he didn’t really hurt me outside. Why did he not just knock me out. There is something wrong with him. Maybe he is a spy? He suddenly stomped to me and grabbed me by my shoulder, pushing me back, so that the chair lifted off. “Don’t pretend that you are not scared. I will make you fear being any longer alive.” He let go of me and walked away again. There was another person in the corner again, I don’t see much, but there is clearly somebody standing. Short after my attacker walked away, he placed a chair in front of me and sat down. I can’t see his eyes, it’s too damn dark here. But I’m sure he is as scary as Ghost is. I guess all masked guys are like that.

“You know how they call me?” He asked amused. I shook my head. I can’t even speak mate. I have still duct tape on my mouth! He then leaned closer and whispered in my ear: “König.” It took me a moment to realise, Oh shit. It’s him. My blood froze. This big man with the sniper hood. Why didn’t I come to the realisation earlier. Ghost told me about him. He worked with him once. Long time ago, he told me, that this huge man was called König. King in German. And that even Ghost himself was terrified of König. And that psycho is now sitting right in front of me. I couldn’t get better, right?

“You heard of me. I see.” He moved back in his chair. “I’m sure my old friend Ghost told you a little about me. Anyway, speaking of Ghost. That’s why you are here.” He paused and moved his chair closer. He leaned over to me, with his head next to my ear, he whispered slowly: “Where is Simon Riley aka Ghost. Be a good little sweetheart and tell me. Otherwise, I don’t see an option, but using that knife in my right hand. So, what do you say? Should I take the tape off, and we have a nice little chat?” I nodded slowly. He moved away once more and ripped the tape off my mouth. “So where is Ghost?” He asked once again. I just smiled at him. Not that fast big man.

I leaned over to him and smiled devilish. “Could you do that again, but this time with your hands between my legs. You just unlocked a new kink for me, big boy.” He jumped back and before I could realise anything, he pressed the duct tape over my mouth again. Ah shit.

Ghost told me that König has severe anxiety issues. If you talk back to him or invade his personal space. He gets ‘uneasy’. It worked. A little. “If you talk garbage like that, you won’t come out here that easy. You know that.” He spoke louder. Then he was leaving the room once again, the shadow person followed him. My time to continue on those damn ropes, but this time he wasn’t gone that long. König slammed the door open. “Alright” he says, coming to me. “Your last chance. Tell me where Ghost is, and you can go. Or don’t tell me where he is, and I’ll make your life a nightmare.” He sat down in front looking me dead in the eyes. Realising that he entered the room alone this time, I nodded again. He hesitated but removed the tape once more. “I thought we were clear how things are going Farah.” He whispered at me, before I even got a chance to speak, the shadow person entered the room. König cleared his throat and spoke loud to me: “If you push your luck, I will cut you to pieces. Are we clear!”

Damn, I was confused but played along. I nodded. He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “So, where is the last location you have seen Simon Riley?” he asked once again. His voice sounds more and more annoyed. I took a deep breath, and looked at him with burning eyes: “Last location I saw him? In my bed, on top of me, sir.” I giggled; does he really think I would tell him where my team is, I never heard of any plan, but he must think I’m Farah, did she actually betray us? König sighed in disappointment. “I hoped you would make it not that hard for us. But that was your choice.” He drew a knife and started to cut my arm, not deep, not much. But it hurts even more than a real cut. I tried to push him away with my shoulder, but I was fixated to the chair, struggling was helping nothing. Realising that the shadow person left again, König stopped abruptly. He leaned to me and whispered. “What are you doing? We have orders.” He literally hissed at me like an angry cat. I was so mad, I would like to punch him in the face. Or anything. Why would Farah do that.

The door flew open, and a big man entered the room. König jumped back in his role: “Stop squirming. You can’t get out of here. You choose it, so take it like a man.” He laughed at me. “I’m a woman! Vollidiot”! (Big idiot) I yelled at him. He suddenly froze and looked at me in shock. “What? Never heard a woman speak German before?” Now it was me who was laughing. Indeed, I knew some German. I had to work with the German special forces three years ago, they taught me mainly bad words, but practical. König shook his head and wanted to say something, but the big man in the back interrupted him. “How is going. Does bitch talk?” König turned around and answered. “Yes, last location they saw Ghost was North to the old Hospital. They had a camp there.” The other man laughed. “Perfect. You, kill her. We take look there.” With this he left.

“What? I never told you anything!” I yelled at König, who was putting his knife away. He then pulled some first aid stuff out of his bag and applied a cream and a bandage to my wound. “What are you doing?! Fucking Hell! Are you dumb!” I yelled at him. He then placed his face close to mine and whispered, “You are not Farah, right? You are y/n. Ghost should have told me he changed the plan. Anyway, Scream a little louder now and when I shoot, you’ll be quite. Don’t do anything stupid. We are on the same team.” He walked away and pulled out a gun. He pointed it not at me, but to the left. I had to believe him for now, he told this man false information and want to help me. So I must trust him. Even if I don’t want to. I nodded and started screaming like hell. “No! Fuck you! I told you what you wanted to hear! Let me go!!” then he shot twice into a bag to the left. I stopped screaming and waited for him to do anything.

He untied my feet and hands and pointed to my stuff back on a small table. “We will leave now. Hurry up.” He said as he opened the door. Quickly I packed my stuff and loaded the gun. “Ready to go” I whispered, standing behind him. Let’s stay calm and focused. If he tries to take me down, I’ll shoot him this time for good. He nods, “Stay quite.” He whispered back as we left the room and entered an even darker hallway where nobody was seen. He checks left and right, then signed me to stay close. With him leading the way, it was impossible for me to see anything, because he was just so big and blocked all view. We moved quietly and quickly. He pointed to a door, signing me to get through as he stood with his back against it, eyes on the hallway area. I wanted to open the door. “Shit, it’s locked.” I hissed. König looked down to me. “Picking takes too long. Keep your eyes on the hallway.” He said and we quickly changed places. With half an eye, I looked what he was doing. He put his gun away and took a deep breath. Then he slammed his shoulder against the door. With a loud crack, it broke open. That wasn’t even half of his force. No wonder I didn’t had a chance. Actually, I could take him out now, he is unarmed, I have the gun. I let out a sigh and shook my head at this thought. Then I got through the door, König followed me now. He pats me on the shoulder, pointing to a van in the distance, then to the left and the front, signing me, I’m supposed to scan there as he scanned right and back. I gave a thump up and made my way to the van.

Finally reaching it, König grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. He was standing right in front of me, looking down on me, as a king would do to his unworthy soldiers. He wanted to say something, but I cut him off. “Don’t even think about it. I’m driving. You make sure nobody follows.” I hissed at him, he hesitated but agreed. Driving off the terrorist camp, I pulled out my radio device: “This is Racoon. To all callsigns, does any one copy?” No response. “Team, this is Racoon. Does anyone copy?” I repeated my question. Nothing. “Racoon is your callsign?” König asked me hesitantly. I took a quick look at him, then focused back on the road. “Yes. The German special force gave me the German form of Racoon. I tried to tame a racoon family near the river where we were camping. With success, not lying.” I told him proudly, now he knows I worked with the Germans, that will come in handy, maybe.

He chuckled: “So you were called, Waschbär? What a horrible callsign.” He giggled more. “What? It’s a cool callsign. Better than König. Or ghost.” I protested. “What about Soap?” He asked. “Soap?” I looked at him again quickly. “His callsign is fitting quite well to mine, don’t you think?” I giggled at my dumb answer, and so did König. “I’m sorry I had to hurt you. It was necessary to make the terrorists believe that you talked.” He spoke with a quiet voice. “So, you said you are on my side? Why nobody mentioned you are, or why did I never meet you? Why did Farah was involved but didn’t warn me before entering the tunnels?” still a little unsure if I really should trust him, I tried to get some answers from him. But König didn’t answer. A we reached the little town I looked at him again, “Hey, Johannes? I asked a question.” He froze and faced me with big eyes. Guess I shocked him a little. I giggled loud. “Why did you call me that?” He asked with a trembling voice, I just laughed at him. “I’m going to call you from today on every possible name, until I got yours right. Sounds like fun. Don’t you think?” I parked the car near an old store. There were plenty of abandoned cars we could ‘borrow’. Sorry to the owner. “What if I don’t tell you when you got my name right?” König asked me while looking away. I giggled at him, “Then I’ll be mad.” and left the car. He followed me. We both stayed low and scanned the area, as we walked towards a black jeep. Best choice for now.

We hopped in the jeep, and what a miracle, the keys were laying on the drivers seat. Horrible what happened to the people here. I shook my head and started the car. Nobody was following us, we didn’t meet anyone as we broke out, and I don’t get any calls over radio. Knowing the parameter, I drove towards the forest. There I will get out of the car and run. When I got rid of König, I’ll make my way to a near hideout. As I drove out of the town, I knew, I can’t trust him. This was all too easy. König didn’t say anything more. And he didn’t look my way anymore either. After 15 minutes of killing silence I parked the car near the forest way and left it. König followed me. Now it’s time to act quickly. As he was taking his gun out of the car I walked over to him and dropped the keys. “Ah damn, could you be so kind?” I asked, pretending I tied my hair up, he bowed down to pick them up, as I turned on my heels and started running. No turning back, just running. I need to get away from him.

I ran as far as possible, square through the forest, sadly my lungs were about to collapse after 10 minutes already. To be fair, running was never my strength. Slowing down, I turned around and was glad to see nobody. Then I picked a big tree and started to climb it. So I could recover from running and check if König was following me. Sitting on the tree I was breathing quietly, listening to the surroundings. I heard and saw nothing. That was good news. 10 minutes passed and I got down from the tree again. I checked once more the area and then instead of running, I sneaked a little bit. Checking my location and compass, I knew I had to turn right, but then suddenly: “And why do you think you could run away from me?” A strong hand grabbed my shoulder and a deep voice spoke angry in my ear. “Fuck.” I cursed. How did he find me. And how silent can that mountain of a man sneak? I didn’t hear him anywhere nearby. As I turned around, I received a radio call “Racoon, this is Ghost. How copy?” I looked at König and he looked at me. I let out a deep and long sigh, but answered calmly. “Ghost, this is Racoon. We have an unpleasant situation.” – “Unpleasant? Your whole disappearance was fucking unpleasant. Thought your dead. Soap has run circles in the floor tiles. Get your ass to base now. And stop playing hide and seek with König. He got his damn orders.” With ghost being obviously mad, I answered protesting. “So you knew he was spying at the terrorist camp? How about inviting me into the plan as well, when you damn send me through the tunnels instead of Farah!” Ghost didn’t answer anything.

I sighed and looked back at König. “Alright, Martin. Lead the way to the road.” My hand gesturing in the forest. König only shook his head. “Not Martin.” He said walking ahead of me, giggling quietly. “You are quite chatty for someone with severe social anxiety.” I spoke, while trying to step on his heels, I got him at least three times. “Could you stop doing that?” He asked, stopped abruptly and turned around. I was so focused, I didn’t realise he stopped, so I just ended up bumping into his chest and almost lost balance, falling back. He suddenly grabbed me and pulled me closer to him. My hands against his chest, his hands holding my shoulders. I looked up at him, he looked down. Time stops moving, everything was quiet. All I saw where his eyes, focusing on my eyes. It felt like an eternity as we just stood, holding each other and saying nothing.

Then he cleared his voices. “Do-do you-“ he stuttered, looking left and right next to me. “Do you think. We…. We c-could.” I guess this is the anxiety Ghost was talking about. But he wasn’t nervous the whole time. Why now? I tilted my head a little bit and smiled at him. Maybe it helps him to calm down. “Yeah?” I asked. He still couldn’t look in my eyes. Then he spoke a little above a whisper. “Do you. Think. We. C-could. B-be-become friends?” he was clearly embarrassed. Actually, he’s cute. So big and so shy. I chuckled and leaned a little more against him. “I’d love to be friends with you, Peter.” He just rolled his eyes and pushed me away. Then he turned around and continued walking. “Not Peter.” He spoke. I laughed. “How about Nick?” – “No.” – “Erik?” – “Stop it, Waschbär-Frau.” I frowned at his comment. “Racoon woman? More like Racoon Whisperer. Mighty Racoon Whisperer.” I giggled over my new name. König chuckled too. He tried to do it quietly, but I heard him. Knowing that he is no threat, I finally could relax around him. I think we will get along. I’m sorry to say, but maybe it was meant to be that I ended up in Farahs position. I was able to meet König in a way, I wouldn’t had otherwise. A little tickle in my belly grew, I’m looking forward to what will come.

[larcenywrites]

Pregnancy Headcanons

Tony Stark x Reader

Iron Man is a family man now! And his toughest battle yet is navigating parenthood while also juggling, like, the rest of the world. 

Warnings: Some swearing, explicit sexual reference right at the beginning but that's it, typical pregnancy references

Family Man Series: 1  2  3

💠This story probably starts after those three months he was missing in Afghanistan. After the shock of... everything wore off, and he was finally home and back in your arms...

💠you two fucked like rabbits. And with no regard as to when or where he was cumming.  

💠So it really wasn't a surprise when you woke up one morning throwing up into the toilet.

💠And you were a little mad that he wasn't there

💠Instead he was downstairs. Like he always was now. 

💠Oh, by the way: your Tony was now flying around calling himself Iron Man and making holes in the roof. And all he did was work on those damned suits and come home with a new bruise or two. 

💠You two have been fighting about it a little if it wasn't obvious. 

💠Anyway. You had that gut feeling, so after sneaking away to the store, and doing that whole process... you probably aren't sure what to feel when it's positive. You two have never talked about kids. Tony has never brought it up. He isn't really sociable with kids, and he never had any younger family members either

💠And now, with this whole Iron Man thing, the house was even less of a safe environment; he was always busy, always getting hurt. The list could go on...

💠You brace yourself as you head downstairs. Not just because you have no clue what his reaction may be but because you also have no idea what you're about to walk in on. Hell, he may not even be here at all!

💠He's right where you left him last night, in fact

💠And yes, you can see the hole in the wall.

💠"Tony, can we talk?" That certain tone in your voice has him whipping his head towards you, eyes wide. His already cluttered thoughts are racing now, and it doesn't help that you two have been fighting recently. Probably thinks you're about to leave him. As you're talking, he's busy preparing a speech. But then his brain starts catching up and processes a word you said like three sentences ago. 

💠"Wait," he interrupts you. "You're pregnant?" He looks at you so taken aback. Has he even been listening? "Like," he continues before you can, "with a baby?" It's your turn to stare at him, also taken aback. 

💠"I hope so?" you say slowly, sarcasm lacing your tone. 

💠His eyes search yours for a moment before something finally clicks behind them, and a big, dorky grin graces his cheeks. It's contagious. You finally allow yourself to feel happy about it, copying him in relief. He pulls you in with hands on your hips, suddenly all smug when he looks you up and down. 

💠"Well how did that happen?" 

💠Oh, he knows exactly how it happened. 🙄Low-key proud of himself.

💠Jokes that you're now obligated to call him daddy. Well... "Jokes"

💠 "How are my babies doing?" is a common greeting

💠Tony is… a little disappointed when he goes with you to get that first ultrasound to make sure you're actually pregnant and all. Doesn't know how fetuses work, so he fr was expecting some semblance of a baby at only seven weeks

💠It's mostly just a blob still 😐

💠But, Tony, it's our blob! 😌

💠When you start showing, he... actually starts to freak out because now this suddenly feels a lot more real and it's happening quick. It's not just lines on a stick or a black-and-white picture anymore; it's there and it's growing. He only has like 5 months to prepare for something he's never put much thought into

💠"What if I'm not good at it?" He asks you one night. At first you think he's joking or is just getting a little worried, but he's looking at you like he's about to cry

💠There are going to be a few nights like this. Just hold him and tell him he's going to be okay. 

💠God, he's so in love with you ❤️

💠Mommy 

💠Even so, the fighting doesn't stop. You need him here--both of you-- and he's still spending the majority of his days downstairs and out there doing... what? Fighting crime? Like Batman? The only reason you were so rude about it was thanks to a grand mix of wild hormones and worry. But it doesn't matter how many times you fight and forgive because nothing ever changes, and he still leaves for days at a time. 

💠You were convinced that baby knew when dad was and wasn't home, and sometimes it definitely felt like your little Stark was throwing a tantrum over it when Tony was gone (but so were you, so maybe they just picked up on it). 

💠Sorry if you wanted it to be a surprise, but Tony is deadset on finding out the gender and you know he won't be able to keep it a secret. 

💠No, it doesn't matter, but for the most part, every father wants a son, ya know? So he's pretty excited when it's a boy

💠Which means you'll get to deal with two Tonys trying to burn the house down! And Tony has his mini-me to do it with!

💠Every time you hurry to grab Tony's hand to feel the baby kicking, he stops. Or sometimes you can feel it, but he can't. He's pretty sad about it for a while, until one day when he goes to kiss your tummy and gets kicked in the mouth. Didn't hurt, but it did scare the light out of him. 

💠More often than not, your belly gets hugs and kisses first when he gets home. You're pretty sure baby is suddenly kicking his dad because he wants personal space. Maybe you should start doing that too

💠Tony will say some pretty rude things without meaning for them to be rude. Things like, "that can't be healthy for either of you" when you're having weird food cravings. Well, he said it once. Let's just say that now he gets you whatever you want, when you want it. 

💠Sometimes you google things like, when does this organ fully develop? or whatever, just to brag that you're growing a human.

💠"I grew a brain today."

💠"It's about time." 💀

💠Terrified that you're going to go into labor before your due date and Tony won't be here.

💠You're both relieved when you do make it to your due date and are induced at the hospital. He spent so much time worrying about it, and now he's just so relaxed. Until he's reminded within the next few hours that this is not at all over, and now you're really starting to hurt his hand.

💠He's never been more relived to hear a baby crying at the top of their lungs. And suddenly he's cutting the umbilical cord, and then suddenly his baby has bounced between like three different people and now you have him

💠He's almost afraid to hold his son, but you're falling asleep and looking at him so expectantly, so he doesn't really have much choice but to take him off your hands

💠Can't stop smiling. This is the same tiny human that was kicking him in the face last week! And now he's here in his arms! 

💠This was his love and his legacy, and he has... 

💠No idea how to raise a kid. Oh god, oh fuck. 

💠Has to remind himself that you're going to be with him every step of the way. But now you're asleep, and the baby is about to cry, and now he's panicking! Guess you weren't going to be here for this step. 

💠Sits down and gets comfortable because the night still isn't over and he's already struggling

💠Suddenly realizes that he's exhausted. Wait, when was the last time he slept? He should've went ahead and caught back up on that, huh?

💠This was already off to a rocky start, but, hey, it was his rocky start :)

Family Man Series: 1  2  3

Alternate pregnancy plot if you’re interested

[deadgit]

Okay, here's the post I promised based on @ocean--grey 's poll! So if anyone randomly finds this and is confused, the poll was a question about who makes Lister feel the worst about himself: Low Lister, Sebastian Doyle, or the brain-in-a-jar from "Out of Time." I went tag crazy in my reblog, and this is just what didn't fit 🤣

So, Lister was ganged up on and victimized by all of the Lows in a scene that has to have been one of the most disturbing things that ever happened to him. But one small, probably unintentional detail that I'm going to emphasize is this: all of the Lows were working together, and reasonably well. They all teamed up against him, a solid team, 4 against 1.

And so, I find it FASCINATING that this episode directly follows "Terrorform" and "Quarantine," two episodes that heavily emphasize the everyone vs Rimmer dynamic.

Social patterns can be brutal. At the end of the day, there's very little that makes people feel more together than disliking the same person, especially if they can feel justified about it. And Rimmer is extremely easy to dislike, justifiably.

But unlike Cat and Kryten, who have fairly simple relationships with Rimmer (they know they need him there, and he has a couple redeeming qualities, but they genuinely dislike him), Lister actually sees Rimmer as a human being, with feelings that matter. He wouldn't have chosen to have this guy play a huge role in his life, but he does care about him.

And, sometimes, he treats Rimmer terribly.

It's usually not just him. It's him, the Cat, and Kryten playing off of each other, having Rimmer be the odd-man-out. And he gives as good as he gets, so it probably feels fine, mostly. You can't say that Rimmer doesn't deserve to have his own terrible actions thrown into his face, now and then.

Rimmer was exhibiting some horrid behavior in "Quarantine." His treatment of the rest of the crew before the virus set in was vindictive and petty in really destructive ways. But it was also a direct reaction to his peers talking about shutting him down. (Notably, this was right after an episode where they all pretended to like him, then threw it back in his face.) He probably saw that as a genuine threat to his life, and responded to it the way he's been conditioned to, since he was a kid: weaponize rules, use every scrap of power you have, no one else will help you.

Lister has come to understand Rimmer pretty well by this point in the show. He understands that "the wrong parents" doesn't just mean that Rimmer is ambitious and vain; he knows the guy survived some genuine, serious abuse. (Notably, he's the only character who looked disturbed at Rimmer's Uncle Frank story. Even Rimmer didn't recognize how messed up that was.) Everyone has seen Rimmer at his worst, but Lister has seen him at some of his best, like in "Marooned" when he waxes poetic about friendship and sacrifice, and wants to mirror what he saw as an act of selflessness. Lister knows how badly Rimmer craves acceptance and respect, and knows that he's actually capable of being decent under the right circumstances.

But he doesn't exactly keep that knowledge at the front of his mind. Very understandable, when your bunkmate, say, locks everyone in a room for weeks without entertainment or decent food. And it's especially easy to forget about when you're with two other people who can't stand the guy.

But I think sometimes, when the others aren't there, he remembers that Rimmer is a very miserable, lonely person, who faces almost constant antagonism from everybody in his life. He brings it on himself, but I don't think Lister wants to be a person who enjoys teaming up with his buddies to pick on the group misfit.

And yet, in series 4 and 5 especially, he kinda IS that person.

And I can't help but wonder if his treatment at the hands of the Low crew (ganged up on, having his autonomy taken away, being bombarded with everything he hates about himself) wasn't, in part, a reflection of the way he feels about all that subconsciously.