#I'll eat you and your family otherwise

[muqingslover]

okay so the thought of mutual beef between Zayne and Caleb is very fun and I have my own takes on it BUT I want to offer another possibility: One-sided beef by Caleb's side.

Can you imagine how freaking funny it would be that Caleb is ripping his hair out over Zayne "seducing" you while the guy is just offering to share a box of chocolate he has with you, completely unaware of the evil eye he's receiving? Not to mention the petty comments between them when they were just teens like

Zayne: What time is it?

Caleb: Wouldn't you like to know weather boy

Zayne: .....? No, not the weather. The time, if you wouldn't mind.

Caleb: 🙂 *internal screaming*

I believe they're both aware of the other's feelings for you but there's a silent agreement to not do anything for very different reasons, while growing up at least. Caleb sees him as a threat because Zayne is not shackled by the responsibility of being your "gege"/family figure and part of him is almost envious of that. He's always restricting himself and playing the part he's been given for you, but he wants so much more.

Meanwhile, Zayne has to control his own heart for you otherwise the curse will eat away at him. He is not allowed to love you the way he wants unlike Caleb, who is so easily affectionate with you in a way he can only dream of.

it's so ughhhhhh I love their dynamic and if Infold won't give me content then I'll just have to make it myself

[yanderefarm]

yandere crime lord x sadistic male reader

cw;; torture, burn wounds, blood, gore, stockholm syndrome, yandere, drugs, kidnapping, murder, smoking, cruel reader

here he is.... my most fucked up bby girl. i wrote this a little differently than the others... i had a different vibe in mind.

achilles is the eldest son of a notorious mob family, the second most powerful in charge right under his father. he makes lots of big decisions, like his recent attempts to take over a smaller gang with cruelty and force. unfortunately being a sexy big shot comes with its own little vices, achilles likes smoking for instance. nasty habit especially for someone in his position, doesn't he realize how vulnerable he is when he's taking a smoke break? so easy for you to drug.

you flick some of the cigarette ash towards the man in question. he's on his knees arms tied behind his back and duct tape over his mouth. he keeps shooting you dirty looks. it's funny.

"such a waste..."

you run a red room service on the dark web. essentially, anyone with enough money can hire you to kidnap and torture whoever they want. some people hire you to make elaborate snuff videos with their desires all written out for you, other people let you and your audience decide what kind of torture would take place over your live streams. that's where the handsome man in front of you came from, the gang he'd been destroying had bought your services.

you had already explained that to him, as well as mocked him for his cigarette habit. now you were letting one of the cigarettes burn before your stream actually started, you didn't actually smoke it choosing instead to let him watch you waste it. his scowl was hot.

his screams were hotter. the first hour in, you had him covered in cigarette burns and his stomach flinching away from your touch. the second hour in, he had multiple gashes all over his trembling body. the third hour in, he had finally started to sob and his body was covered in lovely bruises.

"sorry guys, we can't kill him yet. but that means we get a toy for a little while!" you gripped his hair and brought his tear stained face up to the camera. "say goodbye to our friend!"

and that ended your first stream with your new toy. you cleaned him up and brought him to his new room.

"you'll probably be the show tomorrow unless I get another job. eat up." you gave him a nice dinner and pulled the duct tape off his mouth.

"... when will I die?"

"dunno. good work chilles, sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning."

that's how it began. the guy ended up being your show about half the week for the next two months. never enough to kill him and every day you cleaned up his wounds and took good care of him. he never cursed you or complained about his place he would ask you questions and thank you for the food. it was pleasant conversation, he was a nice companion in your otherwise drab life.

it was halfway into the third month when you got news that those gang members who hired you were dead. you'd been waiting the whole time for them to pay for you to kill achilles and now it was never coming. at least you made good money from your streams in the meantime.

"you're free to go." you stood in the doorway of achilles's room.

his eyes looked at you, slowly widening as he realized what you said. "wh.. why?"

"m gonna drug you up and drop you in front of your house. you won't know where you were but I'd really appreciate if you didn't try to come after me at all. "

"why are you letting me go? did something happen?"

"you should quit smoking by the way. maybe i won't be able to get you-"

you saw something in his eyes snap. those eyes that had been practically blank the whole time even when the torture made him lose his voice from screaming. now they were dark and hazy, significantly more threatening than he'd been before. he crawled on his hands and knees to your leg and looked up at you with tears in his eyes.

"why....? am i not.. did i do it wrong? i can be a good toy."

you were caught off guard by his reaction. "uh... well uh the guys who hired me like... they died without paying me to kill you. so like... i don't have a reason to keep you?"

"how much?"

"huh??"

"how much do you need to keep me?"

you reached down and gently carded your hand through his hair. "you don't want to stay here, dumbass."

"yes I do." he nuzzled his head into your hand.

"you really want to stay here and get tortured until you die? use your brain."

his darkened eyes looked up at you with the most pathetic look. "i want to stay with you."

"fuck" he's cute? he's cute. "ok...jesus, lets do this. you go home, get reunited with your family, try to get back to normal life. and I'll contact you so if you still want to be LITERALLY tortured over living your normal life I'll bring you back. ok?"

"you'll actually come get me, right?"

"yeah. I'll get you and I won't even make you pay."

"I'll be back soon." he rubbed his head against your leg. "please get your favorite tools ready."

[virovac]

Chingaderita needs meds (documentation below) due tonight! June 2 Monday, ! (EST)

This is NOT A PALESTINE CAMPAIGN, but a supporter of Palestine campaign

@Chingaderita I summarized your last posts

Need at least $134 for meds (including transfer fee) Monday night (edit, now tonight June 6)

Happy pride month!!

Please help a nonbinary parent with 2 trans kids keep their family fed this June, I need my meds to keep living as many years as possible. I need $130 today or I'll miss my meds. And we need $35 to get to this week's appointment or we won't be able to file for an insulin refill.

Have been without them almost 7 weeks.

$0/$600

PaYPAL KO-FI

(examples of kofi)

"last post for transparency's sake. You can find evidence of the fire, that I've been sick for years and if you go back you can see we live in a house full of mold."

long suffering from storm damage and housefire Family of 9, elderly and kids and rescue cats .diabetic and disabled people

"I miss having my medication, I miss being able to eat anything without pain.

I'm afraid of ending at the hospital and not coming back.

Please, we're going to miss tomorrow's doctor appointment we won't be able to file for a refill of insulin until we can get another appointment.

I've had to walk back home under the rain with no raincoat or umbrella for 3 days in a row. I can't afford new shoes or pants or anything."

Summary of problems family faces , past documentation and some of past boosted campaigns below

a post about mother in law

have been helping boost many other donation campaigns* (see below cut),

Now its our turn to help them!

Documentation

Pictures of mold damage and other problems from earlier post before lost phone in links

first link (link 29) OCTOBER 19TH – second link OCTOBER 21ST

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I know it’s hard for everyone but please, keep sharing, anything ANYTHING helps. We’ve been getting a bit of food and paying little by little what we owe at the corner store but the upcoming card payment is $190 and my meds are $130 and then let’s not forget my healthcare renewal. I also bring bad news, we’re starting with water shortages just like last year, we’ve gone from having 4 days of water a week to 1-2 if we’re lucky. Our only toilet is busted and there are 9 people here who use it. My kid still needs attention for a UTI he’s had for a couple of months now. And my partner has 3 ingrown nails and 2 big cuts on his feet he’s kept unattended for weeks. I’d hate to up the goal but we need every help we can get!!

more documentation from 2023. and

Went back on my blog to find proof of the fire where my in-laws lost everything, this other one with pictures and proof that I’ve been sick and struggling to get my medication since August 2023. Just felt like having things organized and maybe make another blog to keep all proof I can save since we lost a lot of information and pictures/videos when we sold our phones and lost the computer. Not to mention my blog is way older but I have no idea how to enter my archive :3

*They have been helping boost many campaigns, gaza and otherwise (and have asked me to boost these three while their internet is unreliable): 

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[sycamorality]

there's something so telling about how the rain world fandom at large sees the ancients as cruel (and sometimes, a suicide cult), when all we get in the canon material is how much they loved the world and savoured the mundane.

as a sidenote — i'll be talking about vanilla. downpour won't matter in this context.

the white pearls are a great example of this — a line of a verse from a poet. the vague imprint of a family portrair (imitating a specific style popular during the era it was made in). a list of someone's 71 lucky numbers. an image of a hand drawn document with beautiful calligraphy of a (in moon's opinion) dull classical poem. what could be someone's alchemical treatise. someone playing recursion games with an image of a pearl in a pearl of a pearl in a pearl and so on. a very faded image of a tall structure with banners unfurled. what might be a recipice or a shopping list of some kind. a repetitive hymn. the mention of big festicals with sky-sails. an image of five bottles standing on a surface possibly made of plants.

not to mention the pearl found in shaded citadel, where one of the memories mentioned is "watching dust suspended in a ray of sun". it's such a small mundanity and yet its mentioned all the same as eating a tasty meal and winning a debate contest and being applauded by team members.

not to mention the various other colored pearls. one with a mantra repeat 5061 times, ending with a termination verse, and the fact that many of these were usually worn together. a small text of spiritual guidance. verses written in old and intricate language. a writing in which the author wishing the recipient's crops and yields be blessed.

and yet we see them as cruel? for what? the fact they wished nothing be stuck in the cycle of life and death? that they wish even the smallest speck of microbe and the tiniest bug be able to leave their struggles behind and ascend?

ascension in itself can easily be read as a grief allegory, whether intentional or not, but much more clearly i think is just meant as acceptance. acceptance that everything is okay and you're okay and you've done everything you've wanted, so you're ready to cut your ties and ascend, because you've finished everything. i think enlightenment is being able to say "living was so fun, i've done everything i've wanted, and i'm ready to move on". all the echoes we meet are there because they're lingering on some part of their life. something they can't leave behind. something that they miss still in the inbetween. they're unable to find true enlightenment even after ascending because they can't accept moving on fully, not yet.

though, one thing of note, is this quote from moon, regarding the bright red pearl found in farm arrays;

There were some horror stories though… That if your ego was big enough, not even the Void Fluid could entirely cross you out, and a faint echo of your pompousness would grandiosely haunt the premises forever.

this implies a lot in one, obviously. but we have to remember: moon is a biased narrator, and these were only horror stories. they could have evolved from parents telling their kids to not have their heads up their own asses because otherwise they won't be able to ascend (because obviously ascension was held in extremely high regard in their religion - much like going to heaven is in christianity! how interesting! we'll circle back to this later), or many other things. if anything, from what we see, this... isn't entirely accurate, the echoes we speak to don't sound like they have a big ego. they're reminiscing on life, and parts of it that they missed and still cling onto.

of course, i can see the argument against 'wanting to ascend everything' — but in the context of rain world's lore? i don't think it's cruel. i think it's offering a helping hand. i think they just didn't want everything to struggle endlessly in the cycle of life, death, and reincarnation. and i think that makes perfect sense.

so..... why does parts of the fandom call them a "suicide cult" or say "ascension = suicide"?

i think it has a lot to do with how a lot of people aren't reading the religion and religious practices as they're meant to be viewed, and are instead viewing them in an overly christianised lens (whether consciously or subconsciously, intentionally or not), where anything that isnt "wanting to go to heaven" is a sin, and therefore bad. historically, many other religious practices have been demonised, and i'm sure this also includes their versions of "going to paradise" (when applicable) being smeared and implied to be something akin to going to hell.

(downpour really didn't help this either. i fear it only made the "ascension is and and also suicide" interpretation more prevelant in some way, but i won't get into that now.)

i get it — rain world's lore does require an ability to leave your religious bias by the door, as well as critical thinking and analysis and a hell of a lot of extrapolation from what we have.... but it feels really offputing how it's become extremely normalised to joke about how they're committing suicide by ascending, and that they're a suicide cult. both suicide and cults are an extremely sensitive and serious topic, both of which have lead to extremely bad situations.... but i digress.

the fact that many people are instantly casting shade and doubt to the ancients and calling them cruel and heartless when under it all they're just people, like us, with unique religious practices, formed by the unique world which they live in. they love the world and they want to help other living beings. they are not trying to kill everything — they simply want it all to move on, to what they may very well view as some sort of equivalent of 'paradise' (although we will never really have full context of their practices and culture, but we can make a lot of guesses).... which, really, isn't that what you'd want, too, if you thought you had a choice in the matter?

[hikawilla]

Did you know that owls eat bats? Usually the house owl does, they are the smallest members of the owl family.

And I was thinking of a reader who is a fairy owl. She's as small as Lilia. You could view their relationship as soldier/soldier or soldier/politician. But I'm going to view their relationship as soldier/politician, I think that would be a more interesting concept. The reader would call Lilia food to show the difference between the two and to tell Lilia that he is the prey here and is being led. Lilia would see Reader as an annoying cowardly politician who would die outside the palace walls within a minute Reader thought she was the hunter here and everything was going according to her script until Lilia showed otherwise. There would be a small war for leadership between them, through which the reader and Lilia would bond. During this little war, the atmosphere between them would heat up and eventually they would sleep together. One thing would flow into another and eventually the reader and Lilia would be married. And who would dominate the relationship is up to you.

P.S. Don't get your hopes up, I don't write fanfics anymore. I'll just throw ideas at you and wait to see who realizes the idea

[fashionteahouse]

hey would you write Cullens from twilight if they were yanderes? So basically Yandere Cullens x reader headcannons. If this makes you uncomfortable ignore this xx

sure i'll give this a try ! hopefully you enjoy :)

Carlisle: He's obsessive. He would keep a piece of hair, collect any type of fluid in bottles. He needs to have a piece of you and expects the same. May even make you wear a necklace that contains his venom without you knowing and he wears a piece of jewelry that has your blood in it that he somehow was able to obtain. Shapes his entire way of living to be identical with yours, to feel more close to you. He’s fixated on you and only you. Will risk not eating just to fantasize about the relationship you two have and how it can evolve.

Jasper: Impulsive. His erratic nature makes him unpredictable. You’re constantly on edge but he doesn’t care to change. He doesn’t want to change. Acts on desires and whims without giving it any thought. Expects you to support whatever impulses he has and won’t want to hear you try to speak common language to help him make better decisions. He’s honest since his actions are made without a thought.

Rosalie: Sadistic. She’s very fascinated by how you squirm under her control. She gets pleasure by emotionally and physically harming you. Even, going as far as ruining things for you just to isolate you. Hurting your feelings makes you weak and it’s just how she likes you. She also will sometimes enjoy letting you hold onto the hope of escaping, even letting you get a head start before she recaptures you again.

Edward: Manipulative. The relationship will appear normal, just how he would like it. Will create a wedge to distance yourself from people, even if you’re with someone, he will do everything that he can to put a strain on the relationship by using trust. Once you two are together, he knows how to keep you from leaving, using your weaknesses and secrets to keep you from thinking leaving him is a better option, because it isn’t. Encourages codependency.

Esme: Clingy. Wherever you go, she goes. Whatever you do, she does. Her smothering is quite draining. She’s never out of your sight and you’re never out of hers. She’s too emotionally dependent on you and will become very angry if you’re not available to her. The type to constantly ring you if you’re not in her sight. She’s the reason why your voicemail box is full. She will expect you to be available to her at all costs. Doesn’t believe in breaks.

Alice: Delusional af. Will think the relationship between you two is more than what it actually is and will get very upset if you tell her otherwise. Not very realistic as she takes everything that you do, the wrong way. If you do something out of kindness, she immediately thinks it’s out of love. If she tells you that she loves you and you don’t say that you love her back, she will just think it’s because you’re shy. If you tell her you don’t love her, she will believe that it’s all lies and that you’re in denial. Her reality that she perceives is distorted by her love.

Emmett: Possessive. There is no such thing as being independent in this relationship. He will become aggressive if they feel like their ownership is threatened. He will remove all of your safety nets, friends, family, money in your savings, just so that you could be solely dependent on him. He needs to own and dominate you in the relationship. If you make a decision on your own, he will become very angry. You’re his and his only.

[vaspider]

If you have celiac or otherwise can't eat wheat, btw, and you like bread, I highly recommend investing in a breadmaker. Even the best store-bought gluten-free bread does not hold a candle to the stuff that comes out of our breadmaker, and it's cheaper per slice even when we buy bread mix in single-loaf bags.

This is our breadmaker. Evie got it on sale, but it is an investment. I'm not going to pretend it isn't a chunk of change up front. There are cheaper ones, but the reason I like this one and think it's worth the money:

It has two smaller paddles, where our older bread maker that my mom got us and got destroyed by getting construction dust in it had one big paddle in the middle. This leaves a big hole in the middle of the finished loaf, which makes the bread much less useful for, like, sandwiches.

Zojirushi is not as well-known a brand in the US, but it's a Brand Name in Japan for good reason. Evie's had our Zojirushi rice cooker for over a decade & we had to replace the inner bowl once bc someone used metal utensils in it and scratched the non-stick coating. We expect to use this machine for at least a decade.

You can program your own cycles, which we found really useful. Evie built a custom cycle that removed the punch-down sections (gluten-free bread tends not to rise as much) and that made our perfect loaf.

A lot of bread machines produce very tall, square loaves, which are awkward to slice, store, and make sandwiches with. This produces loaves that make good sandwiches and toast, and the French toast slices don't crowd the pan.

The top heating element on this gives a really amazingly browned top crust that we definitely didn't get on our old machine.

It's so pretty.

So how is it cheaper in the long run if the machine costs $300+? A little like this:

We use Pamela's Bread Mix bc it's really consistent and easy - you need the bread mix, water, yeast, 3 egg whites, and oil. (We use avocado oil and find it best and most consistent, but regular vegetable oil works!) We buy Pamela's in bulk, and without any subscription discounts or whatever, the $48 pack of 3 bags makes about 11.5 loaves. With the cost of yeast and eggs and stuff, it ends up costing about $4.50 a loaf. (If you buy your yeast in larger bags & store it in an airtight container, you can create less waste and it's also cheaper.)

By comparison, a loaf of Franz GF Bread costs $7-8, and Canyon Bakehouse usually runs about the same.

However, that's not an apples to apples comparison because the Franz loaf is an 18 oz. loaf, whereas our breadmaker makes a 2 lb. loaf. Assuming even the lower-end cost for getting a Franz loaf at the store, an equivalent amount of bread would cost $12.42, and it's not nearly as good.

(Yes, gluten-free bread is fucking expensive. That's part of why I'm writing this post in the first place.)

Anyway, assuming you eat 2 lbs. of bread a week in your house - a breadmaker loaf, basically, to make the math simple - you'll end up spending $7.92 less on bread every week. That means that even at the most expensive cost for the Zojirushi, if you buy it at its highest price (don't do that! wait for a sale!) it'll take 50 weeks - about a year - before the breadmaker pays for itself. If you manage to get it on a 25% off sale (which we did), it pays for itself in about 9 months.

Nine months, I must stress, in which you are eating much more delicious bread.

We tend to go through a couple of loaves a week because toast, sandwiches, and melts are great food for people with low spoons.

Evie and I perfected the Pamela's mix recipe for this particular machine - I'll get it typed up when I'm downstairs next, along with the quasi-babka recipe. (Really, it's like a marble cake and babka and bread had a baby, and it's a family favorite.)

Bread good. The end.

[mtcloudsworld]

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇; 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 | college!reader, fluff, reassurance, support, boyfriend!JasonTodd, pet names: baby

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | This is for all my college girlies out there trying to survive this semester. Just a little message of comfort for those who already feel like giving up because they're drowning in some unnecessary but necessary work (me included) just understand at the end of the day, you did it, you did all that you could with little energy you had left, it may have not been enough for the professors, but it was enough for you because you cannot please everybody. You tried and that should be good enough. I believe in you, believe in yourself and keep thriving. Just take breaks, drink water and eat good cause you deserve it 🩷🦠 (for those who may have or thought about applying a request, I promise I'll get to them, it's just taking me some time because of classes brutally kicking my ass right now. I promise I have not forgotten you <3)

- ☁️

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃, overwhelmed and stressed to the point of no return. So stressed that I feel like dropping every class that's giving me a headache.

It's easy, real easy, but then again... I'm always reminded that I can do this!

I have the authority to finish strong, even when I feel like giving up. I do have the drive to finish what I can, because I know, I know I can do it. (Don't let the demons say otherwise!!!!)

And while I stand there with my hands against my face, tears spilling as I gaze over my laptop and the numerous paper work I have to complete, I feel a sudden strain of peace surround me. I feel this immense pressure of warmth and understanding comfort me like a blanket.

And as I want to hide myself and curl into a ball of doubt, I don't have the strength to do so.

"You got this, baby." I hear ever so gently, a trail of kisses lingering alongside my face to calm my chaotic mind. "I understand, I get it, it's a lot, overwhelming to the point you're drowning in it, but you can do it. You got this. You have the power to finish strong. Just take one step at a time." He reassures, caressing your skin beneath your shirt.

"But Jay it's so much, I mean look what I have to do!" I cry, whining practically with my hands out before me at the mess. "These professors think we can handle all this knowing damn well we got other priorities like WORK, A FAMILY TO TAKE CARE OF, AND KIDS." My eyes grew wide with each word as I expressed my frustration with bitter taste to my lips. I was beyond pissed, beyond mind blown at the audacity some of these professors had. I felt like a ticking time bomb ready to explode.

He sighs with a small smile, "I know it's easy said than done but don't over stress yourself, don't over work yourself because that's how you'll give yourself an attack. Just take deep breaths, eat, drink some water--take little breaks in between if you have to--"

"But!--"

"No." He gives me a warning tone, his face furrowed as he glances at the side of my face. "Your health is more important than anything. If I was in your shoes I would honestly not give a fuck about what they think because no average person can handle all this work in one sitting. You gotta give yourself credit, baby. And besides," he turns my body to face him, his hands coming up to cup my face, thumbs stroking away the tears against my heated face. "I'm here to help too, ya know? You don't have to do this all alone, okay? I mean...I may not know everything but I'm willing to try. I'ma fast learner so it should ease some tension off ya, yeah?"

I nod, smiling past the tears, "thank you Jay." I bury my face in his chest, feeling his arms securely wrap around me as I cling onto him, staining his shirt with tears of relief and happiness.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃

𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋 ©𝐦𝐭𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

[rea-grimm]

Sleep protector Katakuri

It has always been your dream to own your own small bakery where you would bake fresh pastries, bread, doughnuts, cakes and anything else you could think of. Your family discouraged you, but you went ahead with it anyway. 

Eventually, you managed to buy a small bakery from an elderly lady. You were thrilled, but at the same time, because of your family's pressure, you began to suffer from nightmares. However, they were not only because of your family, but also because of the stress of never owning any such business. 

You dreamt about how much it was too much for you.—too much work, too many customers who were just giving you a hard time. The shop literally grew over your head, crumbling to pieces and shattering. Other times, it grew empty, with cobwebs covering everything. Similar dreams kept you awake at night. 

Other times, threatening letters made you dream of your family forcibly dragging you away, wrecking your business, or otherwise sabotaging you, just to get you back. 

You finally had everything ready to go and you could have your first premiere. You had all baked goods, and the pleasant aroma of freshly baked pastries wafted through the building. You had savoury pastries, sweet pastries, bread, and all sorts of things, and you could always add more. 

You were preparing a new batch of doughnuts when the doorbell rang and your first customer walked in. You lifted your head to greet an older lady with a long pointy nose, a scar across her face, and purple hair and matching lipstick you'd bought the shop from. 

"Hello, how are you," you smiled at the original owner. 

"Oh good. How am I supposed to be in retirement? I see you've spruced the place up nicely," she said, looking around. 

"I tried," you smiled. "Is there anything I can offer you? It's on me," you offered. The woman looked at the selection and chose a crème brûlée. You gave her an extra doughnut to go with it. Even though the owner looked like a witch, she seemed nice to you. 

"You're very sweet," she said and took the treats from you. "I'll eat it at home," she said, heading for the door before pausing. "Actually, I brought you something too," she said, returning to the counter. 

"You don't have to give me anything. You already sold me this store," you tried to rebuff her.

"Nothing of the sort. I want to give it to you," she shook her head and placed a teddy bear with burgundy and pink fur and a scarf around its snout on the counter. "Think of it as a good luck gift. A sort of talisman or protector if you will. I'm sure it will help you. Just don't ever take the scarf off, you'll upset him," she explained, and before you could protest, she left. 

You picked up the teddy bear and decided to keep it as a sort of mascot for your bakery. You placed him on the main display where he had a view of the entire shop and where doughnuts, cupcakes and assorted sweets were underneath. 

The first day went like clockwork without any problems and you closed with a sense of calm. Almost everything you had prepared was sold and there were only a few doughnuts left and nothing else. 

You cleaned up the bakery before you went upstairs to the floor where you now lived. It was quite convenient having the bakery downstairs and living on the first floor. At least it wouldn't be too far to work, you used to joke. 

You took your stuffed animal with you, and it kept you company. After a small dinner and a shower, you retired to bed with the stuffed animal in your arms. You lay down and picked it up in the air.

The stuffed animal had short-wine fur with a black and white scarf around its neck that covered its snout. He was wearing spiked pads and bracelets, making him look like the perfect pet, but also like something you didn't want to accidentally lay on. Plus, he had light pink markings on his fur. 

You wondered what he was hiding under his scarf, but then you remembered the lady's words. You were about to pull his scarf off when you paused and finally decided to stop. 

Finally, you put it on the bedside table, not wanting to accidentally gouge your eye out on the barbs, and lay down. If it was exhaustion from the first day, you fell asleep pretty quickly. 

Today, you dreamt about your first opening. In reality, everything went well at the beginning, but during the flash all the pastries went bad, got mould on them, got carried away by mice or crumbled to dust. In this dream, your family confronted you, made fun of you, humiliated you and you had to hide from them. You held your head and reminded yourself that it was just a dream. 

You already felt like you had to wake up at any moment when someone else appeared in the shop. It was a tall man whose head almost brushed against the chandelier you had there. 

The nightmares immediately focused on him, and he looked like he could predict their every move. He dodged their attacks without any trouble, and in an instant, they were defeated and vanished. 

You were still crouching when the man leaned towards you, and only now did you notice that he looked like a human version of your new teddy bear. Even now you couldn't see his mouth, which, like a teddy bear's, was covered by a scarf. 

He introduced himself as your protector and even told you your name, but it was as if your brain had completely sealed it off since you couldn't remember the name this morning. 

The protector made sure you were okay and helped you to your feet. He may have looked scary at first, but something told you there was more to him than met the eye. 

Thanks to this protector, you were now free of nightmares and could sleep peacefully and go about your business. 

In your dreams, he would take you to an island made of sweets. He guided you there and you discovered new places and tasted sweets. 

You discovered that he was a giant lover of sweets and was constantly giving you hints and tips on baking, especially doughnuts. Surprisingly, you remembered the recipe that morning, but you wrote it down just in case. At this rate, you were slowly filling up your notebook. These doughnuts soon became a big hit and always sold out. 

You noticed a strange thing about the doughnuts in your shop. Ever since you first opened your shop, you've noticed doughnuts disappearing here and there. Whether you had them in the back room, out of the public eye, where you had them ready to go, or right off the counter.

You didn't notice it at first, until a few days later when you made a batch. When you went back to get them to take to the store, there were three missing, and you were sure the tray was full when you left. 

After a while, you got more and more curious about what the teddy bear under the shawl looked like. You knew it would probably look like a classic stuffed animal. Although the teddy bear warning kept ringing in your head, your curiosity was greater. 

Lying in bed, you picked up the teddy bear and pulled the scarf down from its snout. You were quite surprised by the pointed teeth that extended up and down on each side. It was weird, but on the other hand, you thought it was cute. 

You didn't think you were gonna make your protector angry. When you fell asleep, he was furious. You violated his terms, his one wish. That's why he refused to defend you. He made that clear when he disappeared like a ghost.

Since that moment, you've slept poorly again. You had nightmares again, and your protector was nowhere to be found. You didn't admit it the first few days, but it was affecting you and your bakery more and more. You haven't seen him since, not even when you slept with your teddy bear in bed. 

After a week, you decided to try to reconcile the protector. You knew about his weakness for doughnuts and decided to bake him the biggest doughnut you could create. 

He gave you a lot of trouble, but you finally got the hang of it. You filled the doughnut and topped it with frosting. It was so big you could sit the teddy bear in the middle of it. Which you did. 

At bedtime, you left the doughnut in the bakery and put the teddy bear in the middle of it before you went up to your room and went to bed. You couldn't sleep for a long time and only after a few hours of tossing and turning in bed did you fall asleep. 

Just as you began to dream, you found yourself on Sugar Island in a place where the Protector often took you, and to your surprise, he was already there waiting for you. He gave you a stern look before his gaze softened.

With that doughnut, you'd appeased him. He would still have liked an even bigger doughnut, but he was satisfied with this one. It was as delicious as anything you'd baked. He said you could make more doughnuts like this. From that moment on, he started protecting you again. 

Even though your dreams and sleep were protected, the pressure from your family did not stop. Your little business was off to a good and steady start, but with it, the threatening letters from your family began to pile up. 

You ignored them and even reported them to the police, but they couldn't do anything about it as it was just letters and nothing else for now. 

One evening, however, it became something more. You were sleeping peacefully in your bed when the glass in the front door of your shop shattered. But with your bed upstairs and the door closed, you heard nothing.

A hand pushed through the broken glass and ejected the door, and several persons in black came in. It was your family. Firs,t they searched the interior for the alarm, but that was solved before they blew your fuses. 

What woke you up were the bangs coming from the floor below you. Sleepily, you sat up in bed and listened. Before you decided to do anything, you called the police in a whisper. 

Then you cautiously walked over to see what was going on. You tiptoed around, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. You walked down the stairs and down and stopped at the corner and cautiously peeked in to see what was going on. 

To your surprise, you saw your family on their knees, and bending over them was the protector you'd only seen in your dreams. He was bending over your family, and they all seemed to be wrapped in strange sticky ropes. He was giving them one last chance to leave you alone or he wouldn't be so merciful. 

Your family agreed and went on the run. As soon as they were gone, you turned on the light.

"Katakuri?" You asked, feeling like it was the strangest dream you'd ever had. Katakuri walked over to you and got down on one knee to be on the same level as you. 

"You're safe. I'll make sure nothing happens to you," he said, placing a hand on your shoulder. His touch was surprisingly gentle and warm. It convinced you that this was indeed real. 

"I know..." you said and hugged him. You were glad he was protecting you. You didn't want to imagine what your family would have done if he hadn't been there. 

"Can I ask you something? Can you close your eyes?" You asked weakly, looking up at him. You saw him measure you with his gaze before he finally nodded his head in agreement and closed his eyes. 

You pulled the scarf away from his face, revealing the teeth you'd already seen on the teddy bear. They were real now, but you didn't mind at all. You put your free hand on his cheek and kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you," you whispered before pulling away and returning his scarf to its original place. 

Katakuri put his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you close to his body, burying his head in your shoulder so you wouldn't see that his face was as red as his hair.

Sleep Protector Masterlist

[eviesaurusrex]

Harry Styles x High School Sweetheart!Reader (x Wife!Reader)

summary: Harry and YN were high school sweethearts and are celebrating their 15th anniversary.

faceclaim: Selena Gomez

warnings: none, pure fluff, not entirely proofread because it's late over here and I wanted to finish this before bed

author’s note: My first smau in a very long time. Please bear with me ;_; Disclaimer: The used manips are not mine, and I have not created them—the credits go to the creators (the creators’ names are on some of them). The reader is a classical music composer. Enjoy!

CelebrityStoryWatcher harrystyles just uploaded a new story of him and yourinstagram cooking at their family home in London, England, before deleting it again.

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ynfan1 How can she be so stunning???

ynandharold the way he made her laugh. "you sure you don't try to feed an entire army, love? who is supposed to eat all of that??" in that over-dramatic tone of his ;_; <3

hsfangirl Who still wants to be YN even after all these years?

Liked by 362 people.

yngirlboss Exfuckingcuse me while I try to process this. I'll be forever grateful for Harry because he makes her so bloody happy

hsfan2 i'm pretty sure this video was meant for his finster :x

↳ ynfan2 oh, definitely. It was gone so fucking fast, I barely could click on it lol

harryisdaddy He's such a simp for his wife. If he could, he would spam Instagram with her pretty face, can't tell me otherwise

ynismommy i love how cozy they both are at home. you can see how comfortable they are around each other ;_;

↳ hs_fineart that just comes naturally when you've been besties since 14, a couple since 16, and married since 26 <3

styles_spotter They have their anniversary tomorrow, don't they???????

annetwist Today, we celebrate your special day. Thank you for making my son the happiest boy ever since the day you two met. Happy anniversary, my loves ♡

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hsfan1 not anne making me cry in the early morning hours ;_; look at these two cuties going strong for 15 years! happy anniversary mom and dad!!!!

hs_ynfandom Happy anniversary!

ynfan1 Anne shipped them from the very first day, YOU CANNOT CHANGE MY MIND

hsfan2 my single-heart cries in both happiness and envy. how does someone find their soulmate??? yn really need to write a guide for all those singles out here

harry_and_yn Power couple since day 1!

yourinstagram Thank you so much, Anne <3 It's easy when your son is a literal angel walking this earth

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↳ annetwist You helped turn him into the man he is today ♡

yn_and_harry_haven The way they both started as cuties and grew into the most handsome/gorgeous people on this planet is INSANE. We, as a society, are not ready for their daughter to grow up.

gemmastyles MY FAVORITE SISTER IN LAW. I am forever thankful for having you as my sister—perhaps not by blood, but we are as close as they come. Happy anniversary, lovies! Make him treat you like a queen today

↳ harrystyles I obviously treat her like a queen every single day she walks on this earth.

↳ yourinstagram G ;_; ♡ I love you so much! And he really does <3 I love you too, H

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harrystyles_fangirl this family loves each other so much, i want what they have.

hanszimmer In our years working together, I not only had the pleasure of getting to know yourinstagram both creatively and personally, but harrystyles as well. In those years, I witnessed their love grow in the most beautiful of ways, and not just once have they been my inspiration for certain pieces. I wish you all the happiness for the next 15 years. Happy anniversary to our music power couple!

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ynfan1 Being besties with this century's mastermind of film music composition (because he taught you everything) is certainly a flex

yn_fandom imagine mr hans zimmer congratulates you on your anniversary because he grew so fond of you during all the years you were his protégé. AND he likes your husband. my life would be completed. happy anniversary, yn and harry!

hsfan1 Hans Zimmer likes Harry. Love that for our music king!

harrystyles Your words mean so much to me—to us. Thank you! I hope we can dive back into our discussions someday soon. I know YN would love to see you again. x H.

↳ yourinstagram I only can agree with my husband, Hans. Thank you for your wonderful and loving words—and for every moment you gave your all when it came to my training and education. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. You're always welcome in England!

↳ hanszimmer I'll never say No to a Styles invitation x

ynismommy for everyone who doesn't know: mr zimmer is the godfather of their daughter! that's how close they are. it's insane when you think about it. this girl (and any future children) will grow up with so much music and love and talent in their genes, they'll conquer the world.

↳ harry_and_yn And their children will probably the loveliest human beings because their parents are (I once met them on a stroll through London and they were THE NICEST, I still think about their kindness)

↳ ynismommy they definitely will! and truuuue, i only met yn, but she's such an angel. harry is probably the exact same because i can't see her being with someone unkind and uncaring

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ludovico_einaudi No one has ever spoken truer words, my friend. Happy anniversary, YN and Harry! May the next 15 years be as wonderful as the last.

↳ yourinstagram Why is everyone trying to make me cry today? ;_; Thank you so incredibly much, Ludovico

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harrystyles My best friend. My wife. The mother of my sunshine. My darling love. You have collected so many titles in our time together, but either way, you will be, first and foremost, the love of my life. My soulmate. My muse. The essence of my happiness. You are the light of my life, the sun around which I orbit, the center of my universe, and the guiding star I look for in the sky in moments I am lost. I will forever be grateful for every second of your attention you grant me, for every tired I love you whispered in the darkness before drifting off into sleep, for making me a father and giving me something I have always wished and hoped for.

Thank you for the past 15 years, my love. Happy anniversary. x H.

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hsfan1 The way I am sitting on my couch now, contemplating this post, and knowing I will cry myself to sleep tonight.

yn_stylesforever no one has won in life as much as YN LN-Styles <3

ynfan1 Uhm... A NEVER BEFORE SEEN YN PHOTO?! She looks so happy T_T <3

↳ yn_and_harry my thoughts??????? Harry is feeding us

gemmastyles You, my beloved brother, are absolutely and entirely gone for this woman (and I don't want it any other way). Happy anniversary, baby brother. You deserve nothing less.

↳ harrystyles Don't make me cry, Gemma. YN will never stop teasing me about it. I can feel her watching. x

↳ yourinstagram Oh, you mean like I never forget to mention your tears at our wedding? <33

↳ harrystyles Exactly. xx

↳ gemmastyles To be quiet honest, you weren't any better that day, YNN. And why do I only get one kiss?!

↳ yourinstagram I don't know what you mean.

↳ styles_spotter these three are literally everything ;_;

mitchrowland Congratulations, H. And YNN, of course!! A life without your love can't be imagined ♡

jefezoff Congrats to my dream couple and one true shipping! To more beautiful children and wonderful years

↳ yourinstagram Not too many and not too soon, mind you. Or do you want to babysit Darcy? She loves to keep you awake for the majority of the night :3

↳ jefezoff ... I appreciate my sleep.

↳ hsfan2 poor babies ;_; but we need more beautiful styles babies!

ynfan2 Not me sobbing over those pictures and the fact how fast little Darcy is growing T_T

yourinstagram I love you more than life itself, H.

↳ ynfansite after all this time <33

pillowpersonpp Happy anniversary to my favorite singer and favorite composer!

yourinstagram Harry. Ever since the day Mrs. Merryweather put me on the seat next to you, I knew it was destiny. I knew you'd be my best friend; I knew you'd be my love if I had the courage to act on my feelings, and I knew I'd marry you someday. I just knew. And I was right. You gave me more than I could have ever hoped for; you loved me more than I could have ever hoped for. You, my love, are the best thing that could have ever happened to me, and I thank the universe every single day for allowing me to love you—and be loved by you. Thank you for making me a mother, being the incredible father you are, and raising our children together—with love and kindness.

Happy anniversary, H. To more love, more anniversaries, more happiness ♡

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annetwist I am so proud of you both for being such wonderful parents to Darcy and always supporting each other ♡

ynfan1 Gosh, today is an emotional day.

↳ gemmastyles My thoughts exactly

↳ hsfan1 Gemma is here D:

harry_and_yn i love how much they love each other

hsfan2 Both treat us with never before seen pictures of each other and I can't handle it. Mustache!Harry still is a sight to behold lol

harrystyles Oh, my love xx

↳ yourinstagram Come upstairs as soon as that call is over. I want to kiss my husband

↳ harryisdaddy YN decided to see the internet burn

ramindjawadi_official Happy anniversary to my favorite composer! Please bring little Darcy and your husband to our next meeting

↳ yourinstagram <3 Will do!

↳ ynfan2 Everyone loves Baby Styles so much

taylorswift I hope Harry is taking over some of those night shifts! Happy anniversary, you two, and let me play auntie as soon as you both need some time alone <3

ynfan3 Seeing them kiss still makes me blush because even on pictures, you always feel their burning chemistry ;_;

harry_and_yn_fandom On the anniversary of our favorite couple, we need to have a throwback to YN's Instagram story of their road trip to Italy a few years ago.

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hsfan1 I was so freaking anxious because I didn't know who was driving holy shit

↳ hsfan2 lol same. Until I realized they were stuck in a traffic jam at the Swiss border xD

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ynfandom The way her eyes always softened when looking at him <33

hsfan3 Harry felt the playlist on that day—and YN was just happy to be in his presence :3

yn_and_harry to be honest, her story made me realize they would be together forever and ever. Until death do us part and all that

↳ harry_is_fineart Definitely. And the way he took her hand after his solo of Another One Bites The Dust and how he asked her if everything was okay and if she was happy. He's the stuff women write about in romance novels.

ynfan1 Fun fact: I met Harry at a Subway right after the Italian border because YN got hungry and craved a sub and a cookie (and he was pretty tired and wanted a coffee). He stood in line while YN snuck to the driver's seat to drive their remaining route. It was so cute seeing him stand on the driver's side, sighing with a head shake, and submitting to his woman's decisions :D

↳ hsfan4 no way! That's so cute T_T

harrystylesfangirl "You know, I always get to hear you sing without paying for concert tickets." - "I'll always sing for you, my love. Doesn't matter where and when. You're my favorite audience." - "And you are mine, H." Heart eyes ensuing. This video and their conversation lives rent free in my head :D <3

↳ ynismommy I'm sure they are each other's first listeners, even before the crew and their labels.

↳ pillowpersonpp They are. Always.

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As always: Thank you so much for reading and enjoying my silly little writing. Please consider leaving a like, a comment, and a reblog! <3

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Small nsfw fic w/ Knuckles mwehehe (reader is female and can be mobian, or human!)

You felt the waves of pleasure roll across your body as your partner lapped at your lower regions, as if he was starving.

"Ahh~! Knuckles slow down-" You firmly gripped his quills, feeling the soft yet rough texture on your fingers.

He paused his actions, looking up at you with concern in his magenta eyes. "My dear, are you in pain?"

"N-no but you're going a bit hard. Try not to use your teeth, silly.." you panted with a hazy smile across your face.

"As you command, my queen." The warrior gave you a nod, then he continued to eat you out. He guided your legs to rest over his shoulders, and he gripped your waist.

Your moans only got louder as you felt your high approaching quickly. This felt way too good. And you couldn't be happier to lose your virginity to your partner.

"Fuck~! I'm close~! More, give me more~!!" You screamed.

Knuckles pulled his muzzle away from your slick folds and licked his lips. "If that's what you truly want, I'll gladly oblige." He smirked a bit.

You helped him align his huge member between your folds, then you looked up at him.

Sensing your hesitation, the Echidna leaned down and put a gentle kiss upon your forehead. "Hush now, my dear. I'll make you feel all the pleasure you desire."

Once you gave him a small nod, he gently pushed himself into you with a low groan, gritting his teeth. You moaned and your eyes rolled back as the feeling of ecstacy grew.

The moment he began thrusting is when you lost it, wrapping your arms around him to bring him closer as you moaned like a whore.

"Ahh..my l-love..your body is a magnificent temple!" Knuckles groaned and held you closely, careful not to crush you with his gloved hands.

"Feels g-good! So g-!" You managed to get a hold of yourself when you heard the low sound of the garage door opening.

Oh God's, it was Tom and Maddie! They must've brought the boys home from dinning out earlier than they said they would!

"Knuckles~! Hurry-" You didn't want to delay your release, and you didn't want the family seeing or hearing this.

With a firm nod, the warrior trusted faster and harder, just bringing you to your climax as the front doors opened.

"AYOOO! WE'RE BACK! AND TAILS AND I BROUGHT LEFTOVERS!" Sonic proudly announced, having a small box in his hands.

Maddie looked around the living room, petting Ozzy once before looking at Tom. "Do you think they're in the basement?"

Tom perked up and looked up the stairs. "I can hear noises. I'll go tell them we've got leftovers."

When Tom opened the door to the bedroom, he looked at Knuckles, then you.

"Ah, Mr. Wachowski! You have returned from your journey so soon?" The Echidna had you snuggled against him with the TV displaying some random nature show.

Thank GOD you both managed to fix the bed sheets so they looked decent enough. Otherwise you'd so be dead-

"Yeah, the boys really wanted to get back home for the baseball game tonight. But we brought leftovers, so I thought you two would be interested!"

You nodded and got up, having your comfy clothes on. But when you tried walking, you fell on your face.

"Oh, y/n! Are you okay?" The police officer helped you onto your feet, then he caught sight of the hickeys on your neck. "...um-"

You blushed and dusted yourself off. "Got into a fight with Ozzy! He bit me a few times! But I'm okay!"

The Echidna nodded to back up your point. "I managed to step in and separate them before it got out on control. I will go join the Fox, Hedgehog, and pretzel woman." He took his leave.

Tom shook his head with a knowing smirk, then handed you a turtleneck sweater. "Hide those marks with this, then come join us, okay?"

You nodded in embarrassment.

But it felt good, so you scored a win!

[promenadewithme]

Twelve days of Christmas - Chapter 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem! reader Word Count: 1.8K words Warnings: sexual innuendo, mentions of sex, slight angst, established marriage, divorce, the holidays, idk what triggers you so tell me if I should add anything else. a.n.: sorry for taking a few days to upload this, i've been christmas shopping and got down with some kind of flu that has me feeling unwell. I promise I'll post more if you guys like this, though.

part 1 part 2 part 3

“He’s getting away, Barnes” Stark reprimanded through the com in James’ ear “Forget to eat breakfast today? Where is that abiding need to keep the streets of New York safe? That unwavering stamina? Don’t tell me you’re getting old.”

The pokes had him grinding his teeth and stomping harder down the stairs. He forced himself to calmly answer “Your mother had no complaints last night.”

A distant cackle came through the com, which he imagined could have only been Thor, before Stark quipped “Then where the hell is your head at, Barnes?”

At my daughter’s recital that started 40 minutes ago all the way across town, thanks for asking. James thought with a moody frown on his face as he started jumping down the flights of stairs.

“Why don’t you do the chasing for a change?” he sassed, catching a glimpse of the assailant’s clothes just as he turned a corner.

Having been in the military as a young adult, one would expect more respect for the boss. But James was cranky, would rather be with his family, and was not in the mood for Stark’s cockiness. Besides, he was the best private detective in the agency and Stark knew it.

James picked up his pace, mere meters away from the target, only for the emergency exit door to slam open into the criminals’ face, with none other than Tony Stark on the other side.

“I don’t do the running.” He answered, smugness written all over his face “That’s what I pay you for.”

With a roll of his eyes and a huff, James bent down to search the man’s pockets. Two guns, four knives and what sure looked a lot like chloroform, were handed over to Bruce – the forensics guy, who accepted them with a tight-lipped awkward smile.

The man on the floor, a stalker that had been chasing one of their clients for the past months, attempted to get up. ‘Attempted’ being the key word considering James handcuffed him in seconds, getting halfway to the vehicle before his boss could reach him.

“Nice work today, kid.” He praised as James closed the door to the police car that waited outside.

Stark had friends in very important places, friends who appreciated the help that his company provided. Both monetary and otherwise. The police force was one of them, despite their motto being ‘doing all the men in blue could not do’.

“Thanks, man.” He replied while nodding at Steve, the police officer they usually worked with and his childhood friend.

“You can go home now; I’ve got it from here.” Stark patted his back as Steve drove away.

“I still have to write up the report and tell our client we caught the guy.”

In all honesty, James didn’t know why he didn’t accept. He wanted to go home, to go to his wife and baby girl. He also knew that he had a job to do, a job that wouldn’t finish itself.

“I’ll do that.” He reassured, earning an eyebrow raise from James, who was sure he had never touched paperwork in his life. With a huff and an eyeroll, he admitted “Fine, I’ll get Pepper to do it.”

“Pepper already has enough on her plate having to babysit you.” James replied, walking to his car.

Tony followed close behind “How about you let me worry about Pepper and you go home to your wife. Unless you want to do it the other way around, I’d be fine with that too. Tell me, how has beautiful (y/n) been - ”

He was cut off by a low growl emitted from James’ throat. His wife was beautiful, it was a fact, one he did not mind people noticing. Except when it came to Tony, the biggest playboy known to man.

“Down boy.” Stark lifted his hands in surrender “You should really let go of all that pent up energy. You know, there’s this reiki place down the street from - ”

“I don’t need to unwind.” He lied through his teeth.

James desperately needed to let it all out, preferably in his wife. The problem was that most days he got home after you were fast asleep and left before you awoke. It was hell, it was torture. It meant jacking off in the shower to the thought of you while being careful to not make too much noise, even though it was never really enough, not the same as you. It meant having way too much sexual energy and lashing out on everyone.

“Whatever you say, Barnes.” He sighed in defeat “But I do think you should take the rest of the year off. You’ve been my top employee of the year, it’s almost Christmas, just… Have a little fun for once. Take your wife on a date, take your kid ice skating, hell go crazy and rent a cabin in the woods. As much as this James is good for business, I miss the old Bucky. Corny and in love as he might have been, he was also a pretty decent guy. Besides, the clients are starting to get scared of that scowl of yours.”

Maybe it was time for a break; to spend some time with his girls, God knows he missed them.

“I’ll think about it.” He nodded, unlocking his car.

And that he did. James thought about it on the slow drive to Olivia’s school, he thought about it when he saw that all the chairs were already stacked, he thought about it on his way home, and when he saw your disappointed face as he walked through the door.

You looked so beautiful, all dolled up and Christmassy. You also looked broken, tired. Bucky had a sneaking suspicion it was because of him.

Closing the door behind him, he measured his next words, but nothing came out. No excuses, no explanations. He knew he was running; he just didn’t know why.

“You missed her recital.” Your voice came out hoarse and he realized your eyes were puffy. The realization that he had made you cry made James’ heart sink to his stomach.

“I know.” He whispered, feet plastered to the floor, unable to move from the door. Like he was ready to bolt at any moment.

“You are never home.”

“I know.”

“You come home after midnight every single day.”

“I know.”

“She misses you, I-” you halted before admitting “I miss you.”

That was when he found it in himself to move, to kneel before you and kiss both your hands while apologizing.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Left his lips with every kiss he planted all over your hands, before resting his face on your thighs.

Tears filled your eyes again and it took all your strength not to back down, but you said it.

“James, I want a divorce.”

His heart stopped, and it sped, and it broke into a million pieces. You watched as his head slowly rose, his distressed gaze meeting yours.

“What?” he couldn’t have heard you right, could he? There was no way he could have messed up this badly.

“I can’t do this anymore.” You said, voice breaking “I can’t wake up every day knowing you won’t be here, I can’t listen to you coming home in the middle of the night and leaving before I can say goodbye, I don’t know what to do for you to love me. I’ve tried everything and I never seem to be enough for you.”

“No, doll, please.” He looked deep into your soul, holding both of your hands, afraid that if he let go, he would lose you forever, knowing there was a chance he already had “I love you. I love you so much. Please, we can work this out. Don’t leave me.”

“Leave you?” you seethed, untangling your hands from his and standing “No, James, I’m not the one who is leaving. You are the one who left. You are the one who runs away from his family, who overworks, who jerks himself off in the middle of the night instead of having sex with his own wife, who doesn’t even care to show up. If you truly loved me, if you loved us, you would be here. You would have been there today, when Liv needed you present.”

“I know I messed up but let me make it up to you. I can be present, I can come home earlier, I want to have sex with you.” He was on his knees; he did not know what he could say to make you believe him.

“James, it’s been eight months since I had an orgasm.” You said, walking into the kitchen to make yourself some tea. Anything to ease your nerves “I want a divorce.”

He followed you like a lost puppy; it would have been cute if your heart wasn’t weeping. James racked his brain, thinking of anything that could make you stay, that could help you change your mind. You were stubborn, the only person who could ever make you soft was Livvie. It was like a lightbulb went on in his brain. Liv. She was the key, the bond.

“Okay.” He said, even though it was the last thing he meant.

“What?”

It was what you wanted, right? So why did it feel like someone stepped on the already shattered pieces of your heart? Maybe, deep down, you wished he would fight for you.

“We can get a divorce.” He nodded slowly “But I want to give Olivia one last happy Christmas. Think about what it would do to her little mind if we separated during the holidays. It’s what, ten days till Christmas now?”

“Twelve as of tomorrow.” You answer, seeing his point.

“Stark gave me the rest of the year off. Let’s make the happiest memories with her, ones she will remember and not be traumatized by, let her have one last Christmas. Let us have one last Christmas.”

 You considered his words. Liv was six now, she was definitely old enough to remember this divorce and James was right, it could potentially make the holidays traumatic in some way. That was the last thing you wanted. It was only twelve days, right? What’s the worst that could happen?

“Alright.” You conceded and James let out the air he was holding in “Twelve days.”

“We pretend nothing happened, we act happy and in love, we make this the perfect Christmas. Deal?” he outstretched his hand, afraid that any other form of contact would make you push him away.

“Deal.” You took his hand, letting it linger as you looked into his somber grey eyes. Oh, how you would miss those, how you missed them already.

What to Liv would be the perfect Christmas, to you was the hardest goodbye. Would you be able to spend 12 days without changing your mind? Would James be able to spend them without letting you down again? Remember all the times he wasn’t there. A small voice uttered in your mind. It was enough for you to remove your hand from his and say goodnight. Twelve days would go by in a flash, you could do this. For Liv.

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The trials of us

(Declan O'hara x Fem! reader)

warnings: none so far

summary: At the start of their new company Rupert calls in a trusted friend to assist his business partner Declan O'hara the success of this set up is for the future to tell.

Pt.1 - pt.2

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“What's this have to do with me?” you ask as the horse you sit upon gallops softly through the wooded area. 

“He’s going to need an assistant and I'd like them to be someone I can trust, you're good at complying, no?” he laughs arrogantly at the end of the sentence, had anyone else said that your hand would have been at their mouth but it's Rupert.

“Funny, what even made you want to start your own company?” you ask as he immediately pulls his horse to a halt.

“Something changed inside of me I guess, I want to have something of my own.” he says almost nervously which is off for someone like Rupert, someone with so much confidence in his very being.

“Okay, and why Declan O'hara as your partner?” he's not someone to commonly engage in controversy he's usually more so the reason there is any controversy.

“Cause his daughter and family will have to resume their lives elsewhere and that isn't fair to them especially when they were promised otherwise.” he says while looking ahead.

“Once again, since when do you care about other people?” you say pulling your horse in front of him so he's forced to look at you.

“Since recently and if you continue to ask me questions you'll come to realize that my old ways are still very alive in me.” 

“Alright no need to be bratty.” you say before continuing down the path set ahead.

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“Okay Declan as i've stated previously my family friend that I'd wanted to hire as your assistant-”

“As I've stated previously Rupert, I don't need an assistant. I can handle myself just fine.” Maud who sits next to him rolls her eyes at Rupert quietly trying to suggest her husband is wrong to please another man.

“Well I can assist you for a week and by the end if you decide it's not something you care for then I will happily return home.” you say finding your way into the room they're sat down in. 

“Oh wait-” maud starts.

“You're quite stunning.” Taggie states immediately silencing her mother.

“As are you darling.” you reply with a soft smile till your eyes land on Declan O'hara, and my oh my that camera does not do him justice.

“Nice to meet you Mr.O’hara.” you say while reaching your hand out to shake his own.

“Nice to meet you.” he says, gripping yours quite softly compared to what you were expecting.

“And I'm Maud his wife.” she says cutting in while grabbing your hand from her husbands to shake.

“I know, it's nice to meet you also.” serial cheater, you think to yourself but you're no one to pass judgment. 

“Taggie I presume.” you say going to shake hers next, you're about five years older than her making her the only person in this town you could have good friendship with.

“Yes lovely to meet you, my dad could use your help even if he won't admit it.” you smile with a nod before taking Rupert's side once again.

“Like I was saying before rudely interrupted, she's only here to help, trust me she could attend to anything this world has to offer but she's willing to assist you so please declan don't be so stubborn and give it a try.” Rupert says a little strongly.

“Okay yeah i'll try it out.” his eyes are glued to your own, there’s no words you can put to his expression but strong and unquitting. You also don't miss the way Taggie and her mother eat Rupert with their eyes but that’s not of your concern as of rightnow.

“That is what I want to hear.” Rupert says excitedly.

“Where will you be staying?” Declan asks you.

“With my good ole friend here.” you say while patting Rupert on the shoulder.

“What no you will not.” he says immediately.

“Oh yes I will, you drag me out here, give me a job that I don't need and expect me to stay anywhere other than in this home that's far too big for you lonesome than you have mistaken me.” Rupert is silenced, stunning everyone in the room when he simply just shakes his head in agreement.

“She will be staying with me.” he addresses declan then looking to taggie who seems satisfied. 

“Very well then, i'll be going on a walk taggie if you'd like to join. I'd love the company. I'm not fond of the folk in this area.” she looks to declan for approval before joining as you two exit the room.

Maud looks displeased and Declan doesn't even dare to look at her while Rupert just smiles before also exiting the room.

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“How do you know Rupert?” Taggie asks as she tries to not seem worried.

“Childhood, our parents were friends and by the time I was born they were too busy chasing their pursuits to parent and Rupert was old enough to care for the two of us and he did.” you say with your hands crossed behind your back. “So he's like a brother?” “If it wasn't for that crude mouth i'd say yes but he's more of a best friend a companion i can always return to had I need anything and vice versa.” 

“Did you guys ever… you know?” she asks suggestively.

“Ew oh my god no, we've always been and always will be completely platonic like i said he dances on the borderline of being my brother i love him as such.” 

“Oh okay.” she lets out a breath of relief that you don't miss.

“Have you got a boyfriend?” you ask.

“No I don't, do you?” Dammit rupert.

“No, I've always been one that's content in her own solitude.” you reply as the sun is at its golden hour casting a gorgeous glow on the nature that surrounds the two of you.

“Well once you start working for my father the solitude will be stripped from beneath your feet.” she forewarns you.

“Something tells me it's not your father that'll be doing that.” you say with a laugh. 

“No yeah it'll definitely be my mother.” 

“Oh I was going to say rupert.” you say as you both start laughing.

“Perhaps he is too.”

“We should head back before the sun sets.” she nods in agreement as you change the course to which you were walking.

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“What's going on between you and the O’hara women?” you say while quietly entering Rupert's study.

“I have no clue as to what youre talking about.’’ He makes that stupid face you hated growing up.

“Yes you do, they were both casting glances to you in that room that I wouldn't call innocent.” 

“What can I say, women love me?” 

“Disgusting, poor declan though his wife is shameless.” he nods in agreement.

“Have you guys had sex be honest?” you ask while taking a seat in front of his desk.

“No, she tried it though.” you hum in understanding.

“Changed man.” you simply say.

“Stop it.” his eyes meet yours.

“Is it loyalty to the business partner or loyalty to his stunning daughter?” 

“Get out.” 

“I'll find out eventually.” you say while standing.

“Goodnight, first day tomorrow rest well.” he says returning to his paperwork.

“Night.” 

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[byunpum]

Safe Heaven | Part 2

Pair: Neteyam x Human!reader (sully family, others na'vi)

Warning: 18+ (some smut...a little) Neytiri being a bit(a lot) controlling, forced pairing, cozy moments, comfort moments, All characters are adults.

Note: I promise you that the third part will not be as late as this second part. Still…I hope you enjoy this part.

AVATAR MASTERLIST | Ko-fi

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4[final]

That night was too cold for your taste, if you had known you were going to sleep in your secret place you would have brought a blanket. But the warm body heat that neteyam's body gave off was very warm, you had snuggled more on his chest, feeling how his arms wrapped around you completely. You had gotten up as soon as the sun started to rise, but you decided to stay still and enjoy this moment. Feeling neteyam's calm breathing, and breathing in his scent. This man had such an addictive natural scent, you could only think how addictive it had to be for the female na'vi. If you were a human you could smell him, you didn't want to know what the female na'vi who had a sharper sense of smell smelled like. Sometimes you didn't understand what neteyam saw in you…just sometimes you didn't understand.

You feel his arms tighten, and he starts yawning. "Baby…" says neteyam sleepily, looking down to see you curled up on his chest. "Good morning…did you rest well?" you can see neteyam laugh out loud, of course not. The airplane chair wasn't comfortable, but you knew he wasn't going to say he slept uncomfortably. He preferred this more than anything. "Well…I'd prefer to sleep on top of a rock," Neteyam speaks, listening as you now laugh. Lifting you off his chest, lowering you to the ground to stretch, behind you was a sore neteyam. You are thankful that he had endured a whole night of discomfort for you. You move behind him, and since he was sitting it was much easier for you to stroke his back, and begin to massage him. "You are so tense teyam" you reach over and give him a quick kiss on his skin. You can hear him humming, and relaxing into your touch.

You didn't want this moment to end, but it was getting late. You were supposed to be in your respective homes, you were practically on the run. "And what are you going to tell your mom?" you ask, pausing to wait for an answer from neteyam. He looks at you, and lifts his shoulders. "And you?" neteyam asks you. "I don't know… I'll say I was with kiri" you watch as a smile tugs at neteyam's lips. Kiri didn't know anything about your relationship, but she didn't mind being an accomplice in your adventures. She will always be there for you. After getting ready, before leaving the plane, Neteyam gets off the plane. Neteyam comes down to you, giving you a quick kiss. "I want to see you later? Yes?" says Neteyam between kisses, you push him away a little. "Go away…otherwise they will kill you" you were all giggles, while he continued to kiss you all over your face. You ended up pushing him away seeing how he was running away, it was getting a little late. He was supposed to come home and lay in the hammock and make it late at night. But it was already too late for that. On the other hand, you turn everything off…pick up everything you had to take with you and start walking to the lab.

On the other hand… neytiri practically didn't sleep all night, she realized that her son never arrived. Sure, neteyam was a man now…and he had his own life. But she wanted to know who he was with, he liked leeka?. She had barely spoken to him…plus she suspected something was going on. Neteyam was not one to do this, he was a well-behaved boy. The whole family was up, and they were eating together. Noticing Neteyam arrive, he looked a little agitated as if he were running. Stopping for a moment at the entrance, watching as his family looked at him curiously. "Good…morning" neteyam says, coming over to sit next to his brother. Carefully taking his portion of breakfast, he dared not speak, as he felt his mother's piercing gaze. "Good morning son…hey where did you spend the night?" asks jake, but it was not in a tone of authority but one of forming a conversation and breaking the ice. "I was standing guard" says neteyam, chewing his fruit. "Oh… was it calm?" asks jake, looking at his son noting that he was a little nervous, neteyam just nodded his head.

But this didn't convince neytiri, she knew something was up with her son. "Teyam… why did you leave leeka alone last night, that was very rude of you" speaks neytiri. Kiri, tuk and lo'ak look quickly at their brother, as if he was in big trouble. And yes he was… because he didn't really have a clear answer to tell his mother. He just didn't like leeka, and he had no business talking to her if he wasn't interested. "Ahh I had to leave, because I remembered I had guard duty" says neteyam, swallowing hard, hoping neytiri won't pursue the subject. "mmm and what do you think of that girl?" asks neytiri. "Ahh she's…fine" says neteyam. Feeling his brother push him a little "'fine? Are you kidding?" lo'ak almost gives him a fit, leeka was the most counted na'vi of the clan.

And he was rejecting her. "you should get to know her better" says neytiri, jake was getting tired of this conversation, it was very clear that neteyam didn't want to talk about this topic. "Ok… it's too early for these topics, why don't we just eat and spend this time as a family" says jake, giving neytiri a look. She just rolled her eyes, she knew that jake didn't really care who her son was hanging out with. After he was safe was more than enough for him.

But for neytiri, this was a cultural thing…something that had been passed down from generation to generation. She didn't want neteyam to make a mistake. After breakfast, all the family members began to divide into their daily chores. Neteyam was about to leave, just when neytiri called out to him. "Neteyam?" neytiri approaches her son, it was just the two of them so it was the perfect time to talk to him. "Honey… I don't want to burden you with this stuff. But the mating season is coming up and I just want to…" neytiri speaks, watching as her son begins to shift uncomfortably. Neytiri did not understand the disdain her son had on this subject. "Mama I have a lot of things to do" neteyam says, taking up his weapons. "Neteyam I wish you would choose a mate who will give you the position that belongs to you…just that" says neytiri, watching as neteyam only answers her with a 'hmmm' and walks out of the hut. Leaving a more worried neytiri. Besides knowing that her son was lying, she could detest a different scent…a scent that was attached to her son's skin. It was feminine…but which one was the na'vi girl? Who? She had to act fast, she had to have a second plan.

In the lab… You had arrived a little late, you had gone back to the plane to look for other things. And you stopped on the way when you met mo'at. She told you to stop by her hut, she wanted to show you some things. Mo'at understood that there was something wrong with you, and that you were in a hurry. But she didn't want to ask too much, eventually you were going to tell her what was wrong. You had always been like that… saying goodbye to her. To run to the lab, finding it empty. "uhhh I'm safe!!!" you cheer a little, you didn't have to lighten up with awkward questions. But you weren't expecting your favorite intruder. "Safe from what or who?" asks spider, making you jump a little. He had been sitting in the back all this time. " Nothing…just ahhhh where's norm?" you ask, watching as spider chuckles a little. He knew you had done something. You and spider had grown up together, you were practically like brothers, so he already knew when you were lying. "He's sleeping…but the real question here is…where did you sleep last night?" asks spider, approaching you. You nudge him, sometimes it could be very annoying. "I was with kiri" you speak, turning away from him and starting on your way to your room. You didn't really have much to do there, but it was the best place to escape from spider. Spider laughs, winking at you…he knew you were lying to him. But he didn't care where you had spent the night either, he had his suspicions but he wasn't going to say anything until he was sure. "Well… that 'kiri' smells a lot like ….neteyam" says spider, seeing you stop in your tracks. And you turn quickly signaling for silence. "Shut your mouth…you idiot!!!" you whine, ignoring him. Listening as spider laughs out loud.

Spider didn't know anything, or so you thought. Maybe he could have been suspicious, but you ignored his comments. And you go on your way, you wanted to get ready to go help mo'at. So you practically run for your materials, and run out of the lab. Running as fast as you could, you knew mo'at didn't like to wait, so you had to be there in seconds. To your bad luck, or out of pure conscience…you were so distracted running that you could barely see who was in front of you. Without realizing, you were about to crash into neytiri and leeka. Hitting your head on leeka's thigh, falling sitting down on the ground. "Hey…watch out!" the girl speaks, looking down. "Sorry" you groan, you'd taken a good punch. Neytiri reaches over, and grabs you by the forearm. Helping you to stand up.

The relationship you and Neytiri had was not great, but you knew she treated you better than spider. You always thought it was because mo'at treated you like a daughter. But you never got close to her, you barely talked to her. You had always related more to her children and jake. "Are you all right?" asks neytiri, helping you to adjust the ornaments that covered your breasts. "Yes…I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Mo'at is waiting for me" you speak, thanking her for helping you and running towards Mo'at's hut. Both women look at you as you walk away. "She is…strange. Well, she's a sky person so everything about her is strange" says Leeka, she had a bad look on her face. Neytiri is silent, she didn't want to comment much about you. But she did have some very respective comments about you and your relationship with her family, but she kept them to herself. "Well…as I was saying. I think you should meet neteyam one of these days?" says neytiri. The girl was a little disappointed about the night before, neteyam hadn't talked to her much and then left without saying anything.

"I think he doesn't want to talk to me" says leeka, neytiri laughs a little. But it was a more ironic smile. Touching the girl's shoulder, so that she calms down. "Sure he is… he is a little shy" neytiri says. "I'll try to talk to him…I'll ask him if he wants to go hunting with me or for a walk" says leeka, seeing how neytiri smiled approvingly. Neytiri didn't want to force anything, but she knew what she was doing. She had to support the girl. "He'll love it…I'm sure," Neytiri says. Staying quiet for a moment, she had smelled a familiar scent on you. She wanted to think it was because you were always with neteyam and his children. But this awakened an alarm in her.

You quickly arrive at the mo'at hut, seeing how the woman was already waiting for you. You excuse yourself, and sit down next to her. "Where were you?" mo'at was cutting some herbs, preparing for the demonstration she had prepared for you. "Ahh I was in the lab" you speak, nervously. "Mmm but we ran into each other earlier… so you weren't there" mo'at looks at you for a moment, noticing how your little eyes widen. She had caught you, but she wasn't going to say anything. Mo'at hands you the container she was working on. "Ok, let's get to work" Mo'at speaks, watching you settle more into your space. She had to teach you everything she knew, she had plans for you in the future. You had shown her that you could stay in charge of the medical area of the clan. The people in the clan trusted you, and little by little you were improving every day. Mo'at knew you were doing a good job, you were a very good girl. It had been a while, since morning. You were in a corner eating something, enjoying your free time. While listening to mo'at. "I hope this mating season will be successful…and many couples will come out" says mo'at.

"Yes" you speak, lowering your head. This was something you did not like to talk about. You were aware of your position, neteyam could tell you that he wanted to get away from you and choose a na'vi woman. You knew what happened every week, every week neytiri tried to match his son with different girls. They were so…perfect for him. You couldn't compete with them, you were…just you. And you had a lot of confidence in yourself…but you were aware that you and neteyam were different species. You didn't know what was going to happen. "There's no one you're interested in?" mo'at looks at you curiously. "ahh there are no boys my age here" you laugh nervously. "And spider?" mo'at asks, watching as you fall silent and then start laughing. She joins you… she knows that you and spider are like brothers. But she wanted to make you laugh. "H-hello" speaks neteyam, carefully entering the hut. "Ahh what are you doing here?" asks mo'at, examining his grandson with his eyes. He looked very well.

You get a little nervous, chuckling a little when your gaze meets neteyam's. "I came to see if you would help me…with this cut" neteyam points to his shoulder. "teyam…there's nothing there" mo'at says, watching as his grandson laughs. "Grandma…it's really annoying, I cut myself on a branch" says neteyam, sitting down on the ground. Mo'at gives you a look, causing you to laugh. "Y/N…clean neteyam's deep wound" says mo'at, you get up from the ground approaching neteyam. To sit in front of him. Taking a cream that was in one of the many bottles that mo'at had. You can see the smirk of confidence on his face. "You're bleeding to death" you joke, watching as he moves closer to you. "I just wanted to see you… it's been a long time" neteyam takes your hand, to caress it.

"It's only been a few hours" you place some medicine, moving closer to him. You two were now very close. "That's a long time….hey" neteyam whispers. You look back, glancing at mo'at. The woman was too busy at her work, so she wasn't paying attention to you. "What?" you say, while pretending you were putting in more medicine. "How about we meet at the waterfall?" neteyam asks you. "What for?" you feel neteyam's hand hold yours, pulling it closer to his chest. Lowering his head further, so that it is now closer to your ear. "To bathe together…you and me" neteyam laughs a little, watching as you place your hands on his mouth. He had to be quiet, his grandmother couldn't hear anything. Seeing mo'at still not paying attention to him. "close…touching us" speaks neteyam, a little loudly. You tell him to shut up, laughing at him.

Mo'at looks at you from afar, the scene ahead of her was interesting… the two of you were in front of each other. Your hand on neteyam's chest, he held it caressing your skin. While both of you were laughing, whispering to each other. The woman takes a deep breath, the feelings she was feeling that you two were transmitting was something that she knew would cause problems, but it was something strong. Something unavoidable, it was more than evident that the two of you were together. Mo'at turned her attention back to her work, it was best if she pretended not to see anything. She knew that when they needed her help you would talk to her. "Well…see you at sundown,ok?" neteyam waits for your reply, you nod, watching as neteyam walks over to you and gives you a quick kiss on the shoulder. You push him away, pushing him out of the hut as you two were giggling. You sit back down next to mo'at, you can feel her giving you a few glances. But you see that she doesn't speak, she doesn't seem upset. So you assume she didn't see you and doesn't suspect anything.

That same afternoon… Neteyam had finished all his chores, he was ready to go to the waterfall as he had planned with you. Today had been a good day, the only downside was the conversation he had with his mother that morning, but everything else had run smoothly. Neteyam had rushed to the family hut, leaving his hunting tools behind. Feeling more relaxed and to come find you at the lab. This meeting was important to him, being with your company was very precious. With you he could be himself, no longer the perfect son that his parents wanted him to be. Well…that his mother wanted. Neteyam was aware of his mother's plans. And he knew that in the end he had to make his decision, but at this moment he was not going to think about anything and he was going to enjoy the afternoon.

Just as he was entering the laboratory he bumped into Leeka. The girl greeted him from afar, neteyam tried not to make a bad face. He didn't want to be rude, but he didn't want to talk to her, especially knowing that she was doing what his mother asked her to do. Leeka approached him. "Hello, how are you?" the girl asks. "I'm fine…thanks" neteyam was already feeling uncomfortable, and now even more so that he was in a hurry. "Hey…I was wondering if you I…can we walk for a while" says the girl, noticing how neteyan tenses up and laughs uncomfortably. "It can be now…or whenever you want" leeka was sure neteyam would agree, he looked like a guy who wouldn't say no. "Leeka….I don't" neteyam was about to answer her, but just at that moment the door to the lab opened. "Y/N!!!" neteyam shouts a little, coming closer to you. Taking your hand quickly, pulling you closer to his side. "Is something wrong?" you are a little confused, you were going to go look for him. You weren't expecting him at the entrance, and even less so with this company.

"No…I was just waiting for you. Why don't we leave?" says Neteyam, the boy is anxious to get out of there. "Aren't we going for a walk?" leeka looks at neteyam, she still couldn't believe he was denying her request. "no….we'll talk later" neteyam drags you with him, while you look back feeling how leeka's gaze is glued to you. You decide to ignore what happened a moment ago, and focus on neteyam. The path to the waterfall was a bit far, so he ends up carrying you like a little horse on his back. Talking about anything, and enjoying the moment. When you arrive at the waterfall, neteyam puts you down. While he goes to check on the water. "Love… this water has a nice temperature" says neteyam, seeing how you were taking something out of your bag. You had been carrying a strange bag all this time. A long time ago neteyam stopped wondering what were the things you sometimes brought with you, it was a common thing with you. Always with bundles, and boxes with you. You are kneeling on the floor, your back to Neteyam. "Baby what are you doing there?" neteyam kneels behind you. Putting his head on your shoulder, you push him a little. "Wait!!!" you speak up, you wanted to show him something you had been working on for weeks.

You had been working on your new oxygen mask for weeks. And you had waited all day to show it to neteyam. Neteyam sees you take off your current mask, and gets nervous. "Baby what are you doing?" but within seconds you turn around, showing neteyam that your face was free of that annoying glass. "Taraaaa what's up?" you were very happy that it worked well, you had tried it but you still had your doubts. "This…I can't believe it, you finally finished it" neteyam kneels down to be at your height, getting closer to you. Watching carefully how everything worked, small tubes that entered through your nose and traveled behind your ear. Then connecting to your oxygen machine. Neteyam takes your face with his hands, kissing you. It was the first time he could kiss you, being in his environment. He felt needed, as if he couldn't have any more of you. "ok, what are we waiting for" neteyam gets up from the floor. You were still a little shaken by the kiss, you didn't want him to pull away from you. You move closer to him, moving to his arm to rest on his forearm. But you can see how neteyam moves away from you and starts to take off all his clothes, the bracelets.

"Hey…what are you doing?" you laugh nervously, trying to stop him by placing your hands on his waist. "We weren't going to bathe?…we have to take off our clothes. Come on," Neteyam says as if it were the most normal thing in the world. And yes it was, you were the one who had that conflict. But even so, you knew from the look neteyam was giving you that he had other plans in mind. You watch as he continues to remove his clothes, reaching for his loincloth. "You're going to leave me alone, come on love…" neteyam starts to take off his loincloth. While you look around worriedly, you didn't want anyone to see you naked. Well, it's not like you have a lot of clothes on at the moment. Your top of ornaments, didn't cover much of your breasts. The last piece of neteyam falls to the floor, leaving him completely naked in front of you. You shift your gaze, you felt your cheeks were getting hot, neteyam was very beautiful…too much of beautiful. "Do you want me to help you?" asks neteyam, approaching you. Neteyam kneels in front of you again, coming over to help remove the knots from your top, moving it out of the way. You swallow hard, you loved it when he took care of you. Pulling the knots out of your loincloth, leaving you naked.

Neteyam pulls away a little, looking you up and down gently. It made you nervous, when he did these things. You laugh shyly, touching his chest. Neteyam meets your gaze, and there was a tender smile on his lips. His look was one of love and admiration. Damn…you had him so in love. "Hey…come on!!!" you move closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, to kiss his cheeks. "Ok, ok" netayam wraps his arms around you, standing up suddenly. Making you scream, as he walked towards the water. Sometimes you forgot how tall neteyam was, holding you tightly. As neteyam got deeper into the water you were stealing sloppy kisses all over his face and neck. When the water finally touches your shoulders, you can feel neteyam tighten his grip on you. Taking your thighs, to wrap them around his waist, you squeeze him intently trying to seek friction on his skin. He begins to kiss your neck, while his hands move over your hips, and squeeze the soft skin. You were getting a little desperate, kissing and seeking more of his touch. "I thought we were just going to bathe" neteyam says giggling between kisses, enjoying the attention you were giving him. Holding you tighter, lifting you higher on his body. "You started it" you laugh. "Hey…did you know I can hold my breath for 5 minutes straight?" says neteyam, looking at you mischievously.

"And?" you speak, feeling neteyam pull you a little away from his body. But he still holds you so you don't move too far away. "I would like to know if I can break my record…and I need your help. What do you think?" neteyam starts to go down in the water, while you laugh. Feeling him pull you closer to him. He dives completely into the water, kissing your stomach leaving a line of bubbles rising up. You place your hands on his hair, helping him a little. You knew the way he was going. Lowering it further, feeling neteyam take your thighs, to wrap them around his shoulders. Sinking his face into your cunt, His tongue flicked your clit and then spread from the bottom of your pussy to the top. The sensation of rough tongue, the feeling of bubbles caused by neteyam's lack of air. They caused you to shudder, and squeeze your thighs tighter against the sides of his face. Tangling your hand in his braids, you didn't know how he was managing to stay underwater so long, but he was making his point.

Leeka thought about what had happened. For her it was strange enough that a boy like neteyam was denying her proposal to count. Leeka was a highly demanded na'vi in the clan…but she had her eyes set on neteyam. But what she was most curious about was the strange relationship neteyam had with you. She knew that you had grown up together, and that he had always been around demons. But… neteyam was very very close to you, and she was thinking that this was not normal. She was beginning to believe the rumors among the younger members of the clan. The romantic closeness the two of you had, how neteyam's scent was wafting over you. How you had been seen together, in unusual situations. But she knew she could fulfill what she promised neytiri…besides neteyam couldn't be with human, that's ridiculous. Leeka decided to go for a walk, she wanted to clear her mind. But she also wanted to look for neteyam, he couldn't be far away. The girl had walked quite a long way, she thinks it's been an hour. But she can hear the sound of water very close to her. She was going to stop and get some water…but stopped when she heard some voices.

Neteyam climbed up, breathing fast and with a stupid smile on her lips. You were stunned by the previous activities. You felt your cheeks burning, when Neteyam placed his hands on your face. Leaning in for a kiss, pulling away a little. Enjoying the view, of his partner all shattered in his arms. And that was just a little bit…of everything he wanted to do with you. You relax into his touch, resting your head in his hands. As you try to regain your normal breathing, neteyam slides his thumb across your lips…sliding it into your mouth. Watching as you instinctively suck it gently as he withdraws it, leaving a 'pop' sound. "You're a good girl" neteyam says, moving closer to kiss your lips. "Thank you" you speak, watching as neteyam lets out a laugh, pulling you close to his chest, so you can hug him. After a moment of cuddling, keep silent. "I want us to unite before eywa" says nateyam out of nowhere, noticing how your eyes widen in surprise. "What?" you ask.

Neteyam was getting tired of playing these little games with you, he wants you to be his partner. May you be his woman completely. That he could have you completely and he knew that you wanted too. He could feel it. “But what will your family say,” you speak, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I will talk to my family…they will understand. I want this to be serious, I love you” Neteyam is interrupted when they both hear Leeka's voice calling Neteyam. “Neteyam?” Leeka is standing on the shore, the girl glances at her feet. Noticing the mountain of outfits on the grass. And seeing how you and neteyam were together. You quickly move away, swimming further. Meanwhile, Neteyam turned around, now looking at the girl. "What's going on?" Neteyam asks. "What are you doing here? “I thought they were somewhere else,” Leeka says, crossing her arms. “I never say where I was going…besides, why do you care so much?” Neteyam sounded arrogant and annoyed. Leeka sulks, but she knew that she was no one to complain to him. “Sorry…I only found you guys by accident” Leeka says, looking at you intently.

You were trying to cover yourself, you didn't want her to suspect anything. Leeka looks at clothes again, and then laughs a little. “It seems like you are enjoying the river,” she says sarcastically. “Yes… and you are interrupting us” says Neteyam. “teyam!!!” You scold him, but he ignores you. His attention now was on Leeka leaving them alone. “Well… sorry for interrupting, see you later teyam” she laughs and looks at you as she says the last word. They both stay there, watching the girl walk away from the river. Leaving you alone again, Neteyam watches carefully, making sure she's not around. To turn to see you. He can tell how upset and scared you were right now. “Y/N?” neteyam calls, trying to take your arm. But you walk away, swimming towards the shore. “I told you that someone would come…and ahhh” you start arguing to yourself. You knew it wasn't his fault, but you were also aware that this could cause problems. “It's no big deal…she won't say anything” Neteyam says, keeping up with you. You guys had already gotten out of the water, and you were starting to put on your clothes.

“Of course…neteyam that girl was chosen by your mother. She talks to her, spends time with her…her” You turn to look at him, as you put on your last piece of clothing. “I want to go back to the lab, yes?” You give up, you didn't want to talk about this topic now. Your good time had been ruined by her. Neteyam also felt like you. “Okay…but” neteyam takes your hand, kneeling down to be at your height. “How about we meet in our place today? Yes…please” Neteyam begs, kissing your hand. You think for a moment, you didn't want things to escalate, but you also wanted to spend more time with him. You smile at him, and move closer to kiss him on the tip of his nose. “Ok…we'll see you at the same time” you see how the boy gets excited. They both finish getting ready, and begin their way back home. But this time, neteyam would carry you all the way, you were too tired to walk back.

Neteyam dropped you off in front of the lab, he was aware that what had happened had hurt both your spirits. You had barely spoken on the way home, but he was not discouraged. Maybe all you needed to do was get some rest and then you could go see each other. Neteyam came up to you, giving you a big kiss on your cheek. And another on the crown of your head. "I'll see you…yes?" neteyam looks at you hoping you wouldn't stand him up. "Yeah" you speak, smiling shyly and walking into the lab. Looking back, watching as neteyam stood there waiting for you to come back to him. But you decide to continue on your way, leaving him more frustrated. The boy sighs loudly…why that girl had to show up, why his mother was so insistent. He was going to put a stop to this whole situation… his family had to know the truth and accept it.

Neteyam arrived at the family hut, to his good fortune he found his mother and grandmother. Mo'at was visiting the hut, helping her daughter. Both women watched as Neteyam entered the hut, they could see that he was upset. But not in comparison to his mother, who had barely turned around to greet him. "Mom?" speaks neteyam, approaching his mother's side, to sit next to her. "I have to tell you something" neteyam didn't mind that his grandmother was with them, in the end she always found out everything. "I want to talk to you too" neytiri says, neteyam is silent so that her mother can start first. Neytiri looks up, her look was one of confrontation. "What the hell were you doing naked, and kissing Y/N in the river this afternoon" neytiri blurts out, neteyam gets nervous quickly. Jumping out of his seat, looking quickly at his grandmother. Mo'at looked shocked, but she already knew her daughter was going to ask that question to the poor boy.

After Leeka left the river, she went ahead. Running as fast as her feet would allow, she quickly reached neytiri. Telling her everything she saw, this left neytiri astonished. She couldn't believe it, it was one thing for her son to be friends with these humans. But that he was romantically involved with one…she couldn't believe it. As soon as mo'at arrived to visit her daughter, she told her everything that was happening. Even neytiri complained to her mother, because of the closeness she had with you. "Are you suggesting that because of me the two of them are together?!!!" shouts a little mo'at. "Don't say they are together" neytiri was falling in crisis. And now she finally had the chance to ask him in person, neteyam had to tell her the truth.

"Mom…" neteyam looks down for a moment, takes a breath and begins to speak. Now…this was the moment. After so long he was going to tell her everything. "Y/n and I…we want to be a mates. And we are going to unite before eywa. That is my wish and Y/n's wish" says neteyam, he had a confident voice. He knew what he wanted and that no one was going to change his mind. Neteyam's statement left Mo'at speechless, she looked at her daughter. Neytiri's eyes were closed, and for a moment she bit her lower lip in anger. "You're going crazy…that's impossible. I won't allow it" neytiri shouts, turning completely around now. "Mama but" neteyam tries to defend himself. "No…you know all that we have sacrificed for those humans and now you tell me that you want to join your life with one of them…that is something, impossible. It is something almost…grotesque" neytiri speaks, neytiri's words hurt neteyam.

And yes, he didn't have the heart to yell at his mother. So he just lowers his head, letting his mother vent all her frustration. "Daughter" mo'at tries to rationalize with neytiri, touching her shoulder. But neytiri pulls away, getting up from the ground angrily. "Listen neteyam… you're not going to see that girl again. I know you're of age, but I won't let you give away your future" neytiri storms out of the hut, not before stopping at the entrance of the hut. "I'm so disappointed in you" neytiri says, walking away. Meanwhile neteyam had remained there, sitting with his head down. And mo'at could notice, as some tears fell to the ground. Her grandson had been an exceptional child all his life…she knew what was going through his head now. And how bad he felt…but she also understood that no one was in control of his heart.

Mo'at settles down next to her grandson…wrapping him in her arms. Giving him a kiss on the side of his head. "neteyam don't worry… I will talk to your mother" Mo'at says. Watching as the boy looks up quickly. His face was teary, some tears were still running down his eyes. "You're not upset?" asks neteyam. Mo'at was a little confused, but not upset. She had learned that things in life cannot be controlled, that eywa has its own plans. And even if you interfere with them…it never works. Besides, they were talking about you, she knew you. She had practically raised you, she knew you and she knew you were a good girl. Neytiri was either overreacting…or she was already going crazy. But she was going to support her grandson…she couldn't leave him alone.

[marijmin]

Jaehyun dad!au drabble

Warnings: reader jae and their daughter being cute. SMUT. MINORS DNI

A/N: this is my first time writing cause I decided to participate on the secret santa event made by the amazing @leejenowrld and I got to write for @jaem4eva , hope you like it and I'm sorry? Also english is not my first language so there might have grammatical errors

The kitchen is chaotic. There’s flour everywhere, eggshells on the floor, chocolate powder all over the counter and your cat is trying to drink milk straight from the bottle. 

But you and your daughter are having so much fun. 

“Mommy, when will the cookies be ready?”. Your 4 years old daughter asks you while sitting on the floor in front of the stove. 

“Blink and you'll miss it”, you crouch down and bump her little nose. “Now let's help mommy clean the kitchen”. 

She promptly got up to help you, and that was the second part of the fun. You absolutely love to spend time with your baby girl, relishing on how smart and beautiful she is. Astonished about how she's a perfect mix of her parents. 

“Mommy! Mommy! Cookies are ready!”. Your daughter caughts your attention and runs towards the stove. 

“Be careful, it's too hot”, you warn and she stops, waiting for you to open the oven. You grab the gloves and carefully take the tray out, pulling in the counter away from your daughter's hands so she won't get burned.  

“Hope daddy likes the cookies”, she said dreamy. 

“He will love it darling”. 

It's December 23rd and with your husband Jaehyun at work, your daughter had the idea of baking cookies and making a surprise for her father. 

You just finished decorating the cookies when you hear the door opening. Your daughter runs straight to it, calling for her dad. Jaehyun automatically picks her up and hugs her, with a bright, albeit tired smile on his face. 

“Daddy, we made a surprise for you! Close your eyes!”, she puts her small hands in front of his eyes. 

Jaehyun exaggeratedly stumbles with her in his arms making her throw her head back laughing. You cherish this view, smiling fondly. They reach you, your daughter runs back to the counter while he greets you with a quick kiss. 

“Ta daaaa”, the little girl shows the cookies happily. 

“It's so beautiful and it looks delicious.” he praised her. “You did all of it?” 

“Yesss me and mommy”, she looks so proud and it makes you even more proud of her. 

“Good job”, he messes her hair, going to grab one, taking a bite. “Hmm the cookie is so good, that's my girl”, his big hand met her small one in a high five. 

The three of you eat the cookies in the kitchen. After, Jaehyun went to take a shower while you and your daughter waits comfortably on the couch, with 3 cups of hot chocolate on the living room table. When he comes back, you play games sitting on the floor for hours. 

Your daughter is so electric, talking nonstop about how much fun Christmas night will be since she's going to spend it with her grandparents. Your grandmother is sick and she wanted the whole family with her in her house for the Christmas party. So you, your daughter, Jaehyun and his close family will also grant your grandma’s wish. And your little girl is more than happy with that. 

When she yawned, you noticed it was her sleep time. You and your husband asked her to help pull away her toys. Despite whining and complaining she wasn't sleepy, her fluttering eyes told otherwise. 

Jaehyun puts her to sleep while you finish tidying up the living room. You're so distracted you got startled when you felt arms wrapping around your waist and a deep low voice in your ear. 

“Now it's just you and me baby”. 

You turn around in his arms, your hands going to the hair on his nape. “And what do you suggest we do?” You ask provocatively. 

“We're going upstairs to our bedroom and I'll give you an early gift that only I can”, he had that smirk when he knows he's getting what he wants. And he's about to. 

At your shared bedroom, Jaehyun grabs your waist pulling his lips on yours in a passionate kiss. His hands going under your shirt and then grabbing the hem to remove it. You both slowly undress each other, the clothes scattered randomly around the room. 

Jaehyun lays you on the bed, his body comfortably on top of yours as the kiss turns hungrier. His hands explore your body even though he has done it so many times. He runs his fingers through your inner thighs agonizingly slowly making you squirm and whimper. 

“Patience sweetheart”, he tuts, taking his time to reach your heat and when he does you let out the longest moan. 

He parts your lips and runs his finger up and down before inserting his index finger inside you, pumping slowly before adding his middle finger in. 

The room is dark, only the moon illuminates the place giving an intimate and sensual atmosphere. 

“You're so wet baby, all for me”, he whispers in your ear and you moan out loud. When he starts to pick up the pace, he stops and withdraws his finger. You whine, hating how empty you feel. 

“Patience”, he repeats, but this time strictly, emphasizing the syllables. Jaehyun kiss you hard, tongue fighting with yours, lips red after he pulls away to spread kisses on your neck, nibbling and sucking the area making you almost rip his hair off. 

He went down to your nipples, sucking one bud while squeezing the other, then inverting. His head reaches where you wanted him the most. He kisses your cunt before diving his tongue on your folds. You put your legs over his shoulder and arch your back. You feel your high approaching with how good he was sucking your clit, and he noticed it, he knows your body by heart. Moans and his name were the only things coming out of your mouth as you came. 

Jaehyun soothes you, giving small kisses all over your face as you come down from your high, his chin still wet. 

“You did so good honey”, he whispers softly in your neck, a contrast from his previous actions. 

“Fuck me please”, you managed to whisper. 

He groaned, grabbing the base of his cock lining up in your entrance. You moan as he bottoms out. Your walls so tight around him, you've been together for so many years but you still struggle to take him. 

Jaehyun thrusts slow but hard, so deep you feel him in your guts. His hands holding your hips so tight it will leave marks the next morning. 

“You're doing so good baby, you're perfect”, he praises you. You push him down and kiss him messy and hurriedly. 

“Oh god you're so big” you whine after he thrusted too hard, hitting the right spot. 

He holds both your hands on the mattress as he picks up the pace. You feel that familiar sensation in the pit of your stomach and screams his name so loud he has to kiss you to swallow your moans. He rubs your clit and in a matter of seconds you're coming again. Jaehyun comes right after with a deep groan. 

“I love you”, he says out of breath.

“I love you too”. 

You both stay cuddled until he carefully pulls out of you and gets up to grab a towel to clean you up. 

Now you're lying on his chest, his arms around you and your legs intertwined. 

“Do we really have to go to your grandma’s house tomorrow? I want to do this again and stay like this”, he complained. 

“It's just for Christmas night, cmon”, you replied lighthearted. Your family loves him and he adores them, even both of your families get along. 

“I know I know, I like to hang out with your family but I’d rather stay with you”, you giggle and kiss his pouting lips. 

“We have the rest of our lives for that”, you kiss him deeply, your love for him overflowing. 

You feel like the happiest woman in the world. You have the sweetest daughter, your reason to live, the little person you love the most. You have an incredible husband who moves worlds for you. And you wouldn't have it any other way. 

[glitterspaghettiketchup]

MY VERY ELABORATE THOUGHTS ON [SPOILER COLD CHARACTER]:

So in my other post i said "i hate Noelle's mom" and barely elaborated. So here's the elaboration.

i don't think it's as simple as that. I think Carol is an effective antagonist, and she only has a total of a single minute of screentime. She's an incredibly dislikable character, who has every single chance of being expanded upon and rendered more interesting that way.

i'll adress it now: this is most likely going to be THE thing the fandom hates her for (and on some level already disliked her for). Her parenting of Noelle.

...I don't think this is healthy.

Yeah, based on the one scene AND prior context it's not that much of a stretch to say that she's at best, an overly strict mother who's emotional distance since the death of her oldest and illness of her spouse is getting in the way of having any kind of healthy relationship with her youngest, and is using work as a way to avoid adressing those issues.

At worst, she's a woman with abusive tendencies who's lost the one check she had in her personal life and is now free to do whatever she wants, while she's surrounded herself with people who will enable her actions. I don't think this is the case! At least not fully! We just... Can't definitively know unless we see more of her. (we also can't know if she was always like this, but based on a Chapter 2 scene she might've already been strict before Dess disapeared. More on this later)

Granted, this isn't the best first impression of her, but the way the atmosphere shifts the second she's present, how intimidated she makes Noelle, the way she apologises for the scene TO KRIS later and the context from Chapter 2 especially... Yeah i don't think Carol's a great parent!

TO BE PERFECTLY CLEAR: We have no evidence of Carol being abusive to Rudy. We have no concrete evidence of Carol being abusive to Dess, nothing outside of Dess wanting to run away and take Noelle with her at the very least. We don't know what happened after Noelle went in the Kitchen, only that Carol left to say goodbye to Kris. We have no evidence of Carol being abusive to anyone outside of her family and if i see anyone saying otherwise in the replies without any proof i will fucking delete your comment. Let's not make things up to dislike her for, there's already enough here, trust me.

I do at least want to remind people that (i believe) she's implied to own the Flower Shop and be the one that gave Asgore a place to live and didn't kick him out when he hasn't payed rent in a while. She lets him in her house and is only kind of hostile to him for eating the snack tray inside. Granted. Kind of the minimum for an old family friend, but this is also the man who failed to find your missing daughter when you counted on him to do that, so im surprised she's still giving him the time of day. She's not a flat character, that's why i said her getting a more sympathetic motive later was likely or even for sure happening.

and hell, even if she was, i don't think that makes her a bad character, not at all! I love how well her brief appereance followed up on her build-up! When she's near a place, the entire atmosphere is tense. Her entire color palette is cold, her hands are icy, her haircut and horns are much sharper than both Noelle's and Rudy's, she's intimadating, uninviting... and scary. and not the good kind of scary, like Susie is. It's excecuted really well.

Now, i will also briefly adress something. The Voice-On-The-Phone character. I've seen alot of people run with the idea that it's Carol, most obviously because she unexpectedly shows up right after Kris calls a mysterious person on the phone who says they're coming over. Based on the lines that play when you hover in the kitchen vents, this person:

has seemingly been told about Susie being in the Mayor's house

needs to know about Dess's guitar and have a reason why Susie shouldn't get it

knows about the Church Dark World before it's been made

Talks about a "Dark Fountain... next" which could just be "next Dark Fountain in Church"

has at least some knowledge on how Kris's soul works in Dark Worlds

Possibly knows about Undyne's disappearance and talked about a POLICE SACRIFICE NEXT WEEK?

Considering all this knowledge. And that line. There's a good chance that voice is Carol. But i do have an issue with that and that is the voice text noise. It's completely different from when you call other characters in this very game. The speech pattern is also weird, but that's maybe a gameplay thing?

That, and i don't get why she would've made the Closet Fountain or the Librarby Fountain. Why make a Dark World where your daughter learns to get her own agency and stand up to you, hmm?

I also have a couple questions:

When was the Promise mentionned in the end scene made? Why did Kris make it, and why does it make Kris hesitate from climbing out their window? Is Carol watching them or something

Why is Kris working with Carol against finding the code for the Bunker?

Why does Carol know so much about Dark Worlds, and so keen on not letting Susie get Dess's guitar?

WHY IS CAROL SACRIFICING THE POLICE NEXT WEEK. IS SHE IN A FAUSTIAN DEAL WITH THE DEVIL TYPE RELATIONSHIP WITH THE KNIGHT

Oh yeah, speaking of which, Does She Know about the Knight?

Does Carol have an interest in Dark Worlds due to her husband's mystery illness? We've seen now that Dark Worlds can revive the dead if their dust and maybe a treasured item of theirs on top of that are present at the place the Dark Fountain is made in. Maybe it's a last resort?

Does Carol know Kris is possesed. Is that why when she says "You are welcome here", the text is red?

Why does the Knight have deer horns. And also why does their sword look like a baseball bat and have. Mystery Man Sprite hand holes. Also i've seen some people compare their body shape to Papyrus's and im annoyed by the fact i see their point

...We're definitely not getting an answer to any of these questions before 2026. For sure we aren't.

I've mentionned her already, but i'll just adress it here: I do see the Roaring Knight being related to Dess, or even being a Dess corrupted by pure darkness or whatever the fuck.

Dess has been connected to the character lost in the code, in a Dark World so Dark they can't see anyone or anything. The Bunker, a sealed up, mysterious area is implied to have a dark fountain inside considering how the RK manages to slip inside it with Undyne at the end of Chapter 3; that's a good candidate for where Dess ended up! And who do we think know anything about it's code?

The Police Force (the people tasked with finding Dess) and the Mayor (literally her mom).

There's also the horns, looking similar to the horns the Holidays sport on their heads, and there's been a pattern of monsters who seem to be from similar species that ended up being related, with the notable exception of Ralsei, but even then he's a Darkner, so it's debatable if he counts.

And there's also it's weapon: While in the sprite i picked it looks like a sword, the way it summons it...

Yeah no that's a fucking bat. That's just a bat. There's one in Dess's room. There's also some projectiles that look similar to snowflakes, but that one's a little more debatable? But it would fit with this theory, the Holidays have been repeatedly associated with snow after all.

Finally... The Knight can make fountains. Only Lightners so far have been said to create Fountains. the RK being connected to Dess, or being a manifestation of Dess while she's stuck in the Dark Worlds, could make sense to explain that (and especially explain how the hell it carried Undyne IN THE LIGHT WORLD BTW. THE DREEMUR HOUSE ISN'T EXACTLY NEXT TO THE DAMN BUNKER.) Oh, yeah, and the CODE to the BUNKER is in DESS'S ROOM? In her guitar too. extra connection i just realised.

If Dess is the Knight, Carol being the VOTP makes a bit more sense. Because the impossibly powerful being made of darkness isn't just some shmuck trying to end the world for some fuckass reason... That's a lead to her lost daughter. A daughter i don't think she's ever let herself grieve and move on from.

Maybe, like some Mayor Knight theories stated, she's working with the RK to open fountains in a desperate hope to locate her daughter, while neglecting her family and throwing herself into work outside of that.

Look, im not an expert on how to handle loosing a child. Im a teenager barely out of highschool that can barely keep track of their University's schedule. But im pretty sure keeping your kid's room in the exact state it was in when they died/disappeared, and cleaning it enough that it's not dusty is uh. Not a healthy way to deal with loss.

Carol strikes me then, with this information, as a woman who has diffculty handling change. A woman who, to avoid this, needs control on things, so much so that she's the Mayor of the whole town and can only bring herself out of her work for absolute emergencies or catastrophes. A woman who, prompted by loss and uncertainty, choose to burry herself in her work and force her daughter into a position where she won't ever create any change. No uncertainties, no surprises, she'll know what to expect when it comes to her. Because it's the only family member she can be sure won't change.

...Which is probably why she reacted so badly to Susie's general presence.

Im also deeply curious as to what her relationship with Dess was like before she disapeared. Because she VERY MUCH was NOT the kind of daughter she'd want today; while Dess most likely tried meeting her mother's expectations (the Violin and Flute being on the floor in her room), She also seems to be the rebellious type, the cool older sister, the one with all the cool games you aren't supposed to play and the sporty hobbies.

I think Dess would've gotten along great with Susie, or at least would've shared interests with the girl. I don't even think Carol was mad about only the code in Dess's guitar, considering that burrial with Dust and an item cherished in life seems to be the usual custom for Monsters in Hometown.

Maybe the big reason why she wants Noelle to not talk to Susie ever again is because Dess didn't want to stay; she openly told Noelle as such, and had army rations under her bed (most likely for that reason). Maybe whatever incident that caused Dess to disapear was blamed on that misbehaving? Maybe Susie's reputation as the "Bad Kid" extends so much farther than just school? Did people bother the Mayor about her?? Or maybe Carol just saw a complete stranger she didn't approve of dressed in ripped jeans with their shoes on her couch playing her missing (?) daughter's guitar badly in front of Noelle and she was just incredibly pissed off.

...You think im done with this post now. But you'd be WRONG, because it's

CRACKPOT THEORY TIME!!!

So if we assume that Voice-On-The-Phone is Carol, and that RK is Dess in some way. And that Carol is indeed using the RK to bring Dess back or something. Would that mean that Noelle and Queen's relationship doesn't reflect Noelle and Carol's dynamic... But Dess and Carol's dynamic?

Think about it. Carol doesn't need anything from her daughter. she only needs her to be a picture perfect innocent daughter with good grades who participates in the church choir and 0 skeletons in her closet. I don't think she's even trying to make Noelle happy or make her life particularly better outside of her own idea of better, outside maybe that pushing her to get better grades could let her get better universities later down the line?

That doesn't fully map onto Queen, who, while she is controlling and manipulative and uses the teenagers around her for her own ends, those ends are to help Noelle; she says she saw "her [Noelle's] sad searches", and thinks making a second fountain, a different Dark World, would help Noelle be happy. Once Noelle stands up to Queen and makes her agency known, Queen relents. She admits she was wrong. She lets Noelle choose her own world.

I think, with the theories and possibilities i've expressed in this post, that Carol working with the RK or being on the same side is possible, especially with the Dess connection you can make. In this, RK (or Dess) would be the willing peon of Carol, opening up more Dark Worlds to bring about either The Roaring, or finding more information on Dess's whereabouts, and the Knight messing with any of the Darkners before the Fuck Gang reaches them would be prehemptive attempts to stop them, or at least slow them down.

The main difference would end up being that... Contrary to what happens at the end of Chapter 2, RK wouldn't stand up to Carol. In this framework, it's willingly being used for this purpose and seemingly doesn't mind that at all (Maybe like how Queen thought Noelle didn't mind being ordered around all Chapter). Although, we still have 3 chapters left and a roaring to cause, so perhaps the RK will betray Carol, and she'll have to face her loss head on.

...This post was supposed to be a footnote in my dumping info post from earlier, why did this balloon so much in length Oh my god

EDIT: WE HAVE MORE LINES FROM THE CHARACTER STUCK IN THE FILES... AND IT IS ABSOLUTELY DESS. I WAS SO RIGHT

Ok so this changes that final crackpot theory. a bit. Because the Roaring Knight isn't Dess. The deer horns and somewhat deer-skull shaped head it bears during it's intro animation in Chapter 3 is still sus, but it's likely not LITERALLY Dess.

...So Mayor Knight theorists might've been right again, and instead Carol's taken a Faustian Bargain with the RK, possibly to find Dess. Which could explain why she needs Kris (and maybe why she knows of the soul situation) to seal dark fountains and shit. Unless the sealing is unintentional and instead only the Roaring would bring them closer to finding Dess. Hmm.