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goldenstring6123 · 5 months ago

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTNXxJ8TM/

THIS IS SO CUTE PLS I CAN SO CLEARLY SEE THE LADS MEN DOING THIS 😭 and the comment section had me dying where is evb finding these MEN 😔🙏

Lnds: Sleepy time!

Warning: No warnings, afab!reader, fem!reader

Authors note: Fluff (not a lot of it) and a bit of domestic stuff.

Sylus:

It had been 30 minutes since you left the bedroom. Sylus was already well on his side of the mattress, reading the news while waiting for you to come back. He thought you were just up and about doing your normal routine of drinking herbal tea and doing skincare, but it was taking you far longer than usual.

He settled the tablet down on the nightstand and walked out of the bedroom. He searched for you in every room he passed by, and when he arrived at the guest bedroom at the end of the hall, there you were, perfectly tucked in under the unused duvet.

You were curled into a ball and too engrossed in the video you were watching; you didn't even notice the black fuzzy threads wrapping around your weird curled-up position. You lifted off from the bed, and when you came to, the view was of Sylus' back as you involuntarily made your way back to his bedroom.

"So you're not going to put me down?" you asked, paying attention to the video again. "Are manners not a thing anymore?"

The brooding man didn't spare you a glance. "I'm not open for discussion. You're supposed to sleep in my bedroom. Our bedroom."

"I just wanted a bed all to myself," you uttered. Here you were, planning what to watch and what to eat for the whole night, and this guy managed to foil it.

"I don't share the same sentiment, sweetie. You have the bed every time I'm overseas on a work trip. It's even infested with your colorful pillows," he opened the door to the bedroom and reeled you in, gesturing to your side of the bed which had vibrant pillows and bed 'pets,' as you like to refer to them.

"You really can't sleep without me, can you, Mr. Big guy? Afraid that someone's under the bed or something?"

"I'm more afraid that you're going to ravage my food pantry when you're not in my line of sight."

"The guest bedroom is nowhere near the pantry and I don't ravage it—I simply take a few snacks," you clarified. "Greg would be sad if the food spoils."

"Either way, you sleep in my bedroom or my couch, nowhere else, sweetie."

"Admit it: You like my company, don't you?" You gave him a cheeky grin.

"Yes, yes," Sylus agreed sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "You make a good meat shield when we get attacked in this bedroom."

"Oh wow. Reduced to a shield." You rolled your eyes in return and slipped under the covers. "That's Onychinus' leader for you."

"Right. Are you done now? I still have an early schedule for tomorrow."

"Alright, alright. I'm heading to bed now. You can sleep."

"Good. Now come here." Sylus opened his arms and you found yourself huddled right into it like it was the perfect mold. You shifted a bit and could feel his muscles relax against your back.

"Why did you feel the need to sleep in the guest room tonight?" Sylus asked under his breath.

"I was planning on reading comics all night. Tara recommended a new romance comic which I like, but knowing you, you'd probably take my phone away."

"Then it looks like I will be the bad guy tonight."

"Maybe. Until you fall asleep." You shrugged.

You hear the handcuffs being pulled out.

Shit.

Xavier:

3:02 AM, it says on the clock. You weren't on the bed. It was cold and it was proof that you never went on it, which was odd considering you told sleepy little Xavier that you were going to stay over. Poor little tired hunter was exhausted after a day's work and couldn't help but doze off while watching you do your little night ritual of moisturizing and doing a facemask.

Xavier sat on the side of the bed, letting out a big yawn. He didn't know where you were, but all he knew was that he didn't like being alone. From his palm, a faint whirlpool of light emanated, enough to guide him through his dark abode. His first thought was maybe you were watching in the living room. You weren't there. He then headed to the small bedroom right beside his, a spare one for guests, but it went unused when you both shared the same bed now.

He tried his best to quietly open the door. There he saw a little bump on the mattress and it made his heart squeeze; you were adorable and looked so small. Xavier tiptoed and folded the blanket away from you. He took a deep breath and lifted you up bridal style, pressing you against his chest.

"hm?…Xavier?" you slurred, vision dark and blurry.

"I'm moving you to our bedroom," he kissed the top of your head and continued his journey to the other room.

"You were sleeping," you paused, looking for the word. The drowsiness didn't seem to go away. "didn't want to…disturb you."

Xavier wanted to say something, but he and you both arrived at the side of the bed. He gently laid you down and placed a pillow between your limbs, which you automatically hugged. Xavier crawled to his side of the bed and yanked the cover over the both of you. Though you both weren't exactly touching, the little hunter's heart eased at your presence.

Gladly, he went back to sleep, hoping to maybe see you in his dreams.

Zayne:

Zayne's house was far too quiet when he arrived. It was only 7 o'clock, and by then you'd usually be in the kitchen, peeking your head out with a ladle in hand. There was no "welcome back" nor a simple "hello," but what did he expect? You were mad at him.

It's a shallow fight, really. Zayne decided to put you on alcohol time-out and took your hidden beers that you were so ready to drink after a grueling day at work. Zayne's judgment was far better than yours because when you get drunk beyond mental capacity, you tend to make a mess of the house, and you turn into a rage-filled, feisty lady. Moreover, you'd been chain-drinking for the whole week, and Zayne was getting concerned because you kept having hangovers.

His hands twisted on the knob to the little library of his house, where he would always find you on nights like these. There you were, curled in the lazy boy sofa and turned away from him. You were awake, but you didn't want to look at your lover.

"I'm home," Zayne declared.

"Dinner's in the fridge. Heat it up," you responded and closed your eyes. Zayne's footsteps grew closer and closer to you, and you felt his palm land on your shoulder.

"Your back will hurt if you sleep in that position."

The sofa might look soft and admittedly it's pretty comfortable to sit on for a long period of time, but with the curled-up position you have, it was bound to hurt when you fall asleep.

"I'm perfectly fine," you replied.

"Don't be stubborn." Zayne decided to pick you up. You wanted to thrash and get out of his grasp, but then you would look childish.

"I don't want to be with you tonight."

Zayne kept his lips in a thin line. He's more than aware that you're saying that because you're mad, but still—It hurts to hear it from you.

Gently, Zayne settled you in the middle of the bed. "I'll sleep in the living room. Stay here," he whispered and tucked the blanket over your shoulders. It was dark in the bedroom, so you couldn't exactly see him. You rolled over to face away from your lover and patiently waited for him to leave.

1:34 AM. You couldn't sleep. A can of beer would do you some good, but your tongue wasn't craving the bitterness of it. Instead, your mind looped over to a few hours ago when you said something that you didn't mean. It was harsh now that you think about it.

Now Zayne is keeping his distance from you. The owner of the house is sleeping on the couch.

With two pillows and a blanket in hand, you made your way down the flight of mahogany stairs. The living room was in full view, and Zayne was fast asleep on the couch. You nudged the two ottomans to the space between the coffee table and the main sofa. Then you threw the pillows and spread the blanket wide, letting it flutter down while you made yourself fit on the ottoman chairs.

You left a few spaces between you and Zayne, one that was filled by the cold pillow.

2:46 AM. Zayne stirred awake and found a blanket draped over his body. Beside him was his supposedly angry lover, clutching the hem of his shirt. He stared up into the chandelier above and took the pillow that was bordering between them, used it as his own, and pulled you closer, nudging the blanket over both of you even more.

Rafayel:

He's standing by the doorway, tapping his foot while a plushie was tucked under his armpit. He was frowning, and you could even see it through the dark.

"What?" you asked, shining the phone his way.

"So you're going to leave me alone tonight? Is that how you're going to play?" He was mad-mad, but that's why you were confused.

"Hey, drama king—you were complaining earlier in the day about my bad sleeping habits—I'm giving you the bed now so you can be at ease, but now you're mad at me again. Do you want me to sleep on the floor of your bedroom or something?"

"Duh? Of course not. I'm just complaining because it's true, but I never said you should sleep in the guest room."

"Then are you going to be alright with my sleeping habits?"

"No."

"Then sleep alone."

An audible gasp could be seen on the expression of the Lemurian. He looked so offended with the end of the conversation, but you weren't having it, so you plopped back onto the bed and hid under the covers, hoping that he'd go away.

The moment you peeked back out, you were rapidly crushed under heavy weight, making you sink to the bottom of the bed. Rafayel lay spread out on top of you, keeping you in your position and crushing you underneath him.

"Get off me! You're heavy!" You struggled underneath the blanket, nudging him and kicking him, but he pretended to be a dead body floating in the water. Rafayel kept still; if verbal convincing won't work, then he'll have to make you change your mind.

"Fine! Fine! I'll sleep with you!" you screamed. He rolled to the side, propped his elbows up, and rested his head on his palm. You just wanted to rub that triumphant grin off his face. He happily scooted underneath the blankets and hogged your side of the bed, wrapping his hand around you and shutting his eyes.

You didn't want to make a big deal of it further and decided to head to bed as well.

You were stirred awake by a strain in your neck. The lids of your eyes lifted at the electrifying pain that traveled to your head. You squinted, barely able to process the faint blue outside the window. Your body was spread out again, and nearby you could see Rafayel making use of the awkward space he was left with.

Guilt washed over your tired body.

Without much thought left, you held onto two pillows and let your body slip down to the carpeted floor. You hugged the pillow and placed another one under your head, liking the furry texture that brushed the side of your bare arms and legs. You closed your eyes again and let the tiredness wash over you.

It was cold for a summer morning. A large yawn escaped your lips and you patiently waited for your eyes to focus, and when they did, your eyes widened immediately at the beautiful sight of a sleeping Lemurian. Rafayel, too, was now on the floor, using his own arm as a pillow.

You tapped on his shoulder, and he just pulled you down back to the floor. "Five more minutes," he groaned, burying his face in your collar. Luckily, it was a Saturday, and you didn't have to go to work. You could indulge him in the meantime.

Author's footnotes: lol the tiktok was very cute, something that you'd see in a rom-com enemies to lovers sort of romance story. It would be a pretty redundant snippet if every situation is the same for the love interest so I took the liberty of changing things a bit.

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amazinglyashy · 1 month ago

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hello!! can I request fluff reactions of the boys to mc craving something to eat in the middle of the night?

thank youu have a good day 🥰

I'm laughing because you asked this like it would be the most off the cuff situation, when literally every single one of these men canonly have an awful sleep schedule and nighttime habits. Like, there is absolutely nothing weird about this at all except the fact that you're awake when they're awake.

LaDS men when you crave something to eat in the middle of the night -

Zayne -

In all honestly, he was just now getting home from a shift at Akso hospital, so it takes him just a few moments to register why the situation in front of him was abnormal.

He can't help it, he's usually coming home in the early evening, not at three in the morning.

So when he sees you sitting at the counter, snacking on something, he simply sets his stuff down near the door and removes his tie, before coming over to give you a peck on the cheek in greeting.

He's made it halfway to the bathroom, yawning wide and telling himself to get some good sleep tonight- well, technically this morning- wait… morning…? What on earth were you doing up-

He's back in the kitchen in a second, with your eyes flickering back to him in an innocent question, confused as to why he's looking at you so bewildered.

'Why', is the only thing that comes out of his mouth, and when you finally process what he means by that, you can't help but give him a chuckle and a smile, still eating whatever you had gotten from the fridge or cupboard.

"I was hungry."

Not even going to question why you acted on your impulses to eat at three in morning. He'll just sigh, and tell you to make sure you get to bed soon for the sake of your health and mood tomorrow. Gives you one more kiss before heading off to get ready for bed himself.

Sylus -

He's probably just getting up.

So when he starts to rise and notices you lying awake, he's going to be confused, hoping to himself that you didn't have some freakish nightmare, especially not any possibly involving your past experiences with him-

No.

Turns out, you're currently trying to make yourself go back to sleep, despite wanting something warm to eat, but also not wanting to cook.

He's going to find it terribly endearing, letting out a little snicker and making you blush at his reaction, his hand carding through your hair as he leans down over you.

"I think you're forgetting something, kitten. I wake up around this time- meaning, I need to have something for breakfast before working on anything. You do know you can ask the chef to make you something right now, right sweetie?"

He won't say it, but you can tell he's so pleased to be eating with you, even though he knows you'll be heading off to bed right after, it's a nice change of pace for him. He's more than happy to have your company, no matter the odd hour.

Rafayel -

He's finally ready to kick himself into going to bed, but the moment he opens the bedroom door, he runs into you.

At first, he's worried.

Secondly, he's miffed that you got up to come and harrass him into coming to bed again.

Thirdly, he's extra miffed that none of the previous answers are true, but you're actually just hungry.

He's seen the way you snack, he knows you're not just making something up. And he can't exactly let you go back to bed hungry so-

That's how he ended up making a late night dish rather than finally heading to bed.

Any protests to him cooking fell on deaf ears. He's having none of that. He can tell you're still sleepy, and since he hasn't wound down yet, he isn't. So he's more than happy to cook for you.

Definitely wasn't hungry himself, definitely didn't forget to have dinner, no sir-

He'll sit and eat with you, asking if you had any interesting dreams, before making up scenarios that may have occurred involving food monsters and treat fairies.

He's not trying to hear that beautiful sound that is your laugh. Not at all. He's trying even less hard to make the meal last longer, just so that he can spend a little bit more time with you-

Xavier -

He probably saw you on his own way to get a snack, in all honesty.

You two just have to share a look, contemplating the situation, before the both of you begin to grin, realizing what the other is awake doing.

He offers to walk you around the block to the corner shop that's open 24hrs, so that the two of you can get some junk food or spicy microwave noodles to have together.

If you don't want to go anywhere, he'll either go himself or order delivery from somewhere that's open all hours so that you guys don't need to cook. He doesn't want to put out a fire for his attempts this late at night, and you either don't feel like it, or you're not the best at it yourself.

(You're still better than him though.)

Whenever the two of you end up getting your food, you sit together on the couch, legs folded over one another as you tangle together to watch an episode of something you've been binging.

You'll both wake up completely different though- having fallen asleep together on the couch after finishing your food, and ending up snuggled closely, a bundle of warm blankets and pajamas mixed with the relaxing sensation of the other's breathing.

Thank goodness today was the both of your day off...

#love and deepspace #.writey #lads #lds #x reader #sylus x reader #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #xavier x reader

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dpspcehntr · 2 months ago

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also my potentially unpopular headcanon is that Xavier is the most dominant of them all😩 yes including Sylus and Zayne. Walk with me, there's something about how soft, sleepy, calm and honestly unthreatening he is but how he could flip a switch and absolutely fuck you up into the damn mattress that's just🫦 I'm talking multiple orgasms, sexually overstimulating af, ong I need that bunny in heat now!😭 I also think Xavier is definitely the type to get jealous over you using toys and keep you up all night to show you why you should throw them away!

-🌺

Now personally I feel the opposite but the potential is SO GOOD 🥵🔥

Send me your NSFW head cannons/thoughts/confessions about the LADS boys and I'll write a little something for you 💖

Warnings: Dom!Xavier, dirty talk, P in V, fingering (f receiving), squirting, Dom/sub dynamics, nipple clams on mc, just pure filth

Feeling completely fucked out you look up at Xavier. The dark look in his eyes tells you that the night as only just begun and just like that you’re ready for him all over again. He tugs hard on the chain between your breasts and you scream. The pain was intoxicating, leaving you dizzy for whatever he has planned next.

“What do you say?”

You can barely think as he tugs harder.

“Y-yes sir.”

“Good bunny. Now turn over.”

Without hesitation you lay on your stomach with your back arched toward him. He wastes no time sliding a finger in between your folds, sending a shiver through your whole body. Two fingers slide into you with ease, making the most obscene noise as he hits your g spot. He curls his fingers inside of you as you try your best to hold onto your sanity. It just felt so good and so overwhelming you start fucking yourself back on them. A hand slams down on your ass and he slides his fingers out.

“Not yet, be patient.”

The bed shifts and you feel him line up with your entrance. Before you can react he thrusts all the way in, giving you no time to adjust. With a vice like grip on your hips he holds you still as he sets a ruthless pace making you see stars shortly after. You whimper his name as your orgasm rips through you. He doesn’t stop, further overstimulating you. You feel some pressure deep within you shortly about to release. Before you can give him a warning something snaps in you and you gush all over him leaking down onto the sheets below.

“I didn’t know you could do that. Do you think you can do it again?”

He starts back up, letting you know the night has just begun.

#🌺 anon #asks #halloween ask party #love and deepspace xavier #l&ds xavier #lads xavier #xavier love and deepspace #love and deepspace #lads mc #lads smut #lads x reader #love and deepspace x you #love and deepspace x reader #xavier x reader #xavier x you #xavier x mc #xavier x y/n

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yunhohours · 6 months ago

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ATEEZ: Top 5 Kinks

request: idk if you’ve done a post like this,,,but ateez’s top 5 (or even top 3) kinks?? and i love your blog so muchh.

a/n: this request has been sitting in my inbox for two years (i'm so sorry). granted, i wasn't posting for one of those, but still. my b.

p.s. the kinks are not necessarily in order

hongjoong

restraints - he'll say he likes this because he gets to have you under his control, but he equally likes it if you ever turn the tables on him. frankly, he might even like it more when you restrain him.

temperature play - this one definitely goes both ways. his body is very sensitive, so doing something like taking an ice cube to it will have him shivering violently. he likes doing it to you too, though. he'll watch with fascination as hot wax drops onto your stomach, making the muscles tense in response.

lingerie - this one's a no-brainer. he very much appreciates good style and has an eye for aesthetics, so there's simply nothing better than seeing you in a pretty little piece. he will take you shopping and buy his favorites.

dry humping/clothed sex - i must reiterate how sensitive hongjoong is to stimulation. it doesn't take a whole lot to get him riled all the way up and once he's at that point, he does not want to stop and take the time to get undressed and all that. he also likes the idea of you being so desperate for each other (especially you for him) that you have to have him now.

cockwarming - to put it frankly, he just likes to torture himself sometimes lmao. like yeah, he really does love the intimacy of cockwarming, but he loves seeing how much he can take, too–not that he would tell you that.

seonghwa

perfume/cologne - truly, seonghwa loves all the atmospheric parts of sex–lingerie, lighting, occasionally some music. but when you wear a fragrance he likes, it goes right to his dick. he will not be shy about inhaling your scent, letting himself get drunk off it.

threesomes/sharing - to get this out of the way, you belong to seonghwa. he isn't into this because he likes you being with someone else. he does, however, love you with every single fiber of his being and wants nothing but the most mind-blowing pleasure for you. so he's happy to let someone else help him take care of you, as long as he's still your main focus.

sex toys - he likes toys for two reasons: 1) he likes going shopping for toys with you. it's like foreplay and he likes to have a pretty collection for you. 2) he likes to try them out on you to see what kind of reactions he can get.

voyeurism - this isn't something that happens often because he doesn't necessarily go out of his way to sate this kink, but if ever you two are in the position to watch someone else, you better believe you will be. touching each other the whole time, of course.

praise (giving) - this isn't a surprise considering seonghwa sings your praises all day long, anyway. but he puts a lot more effort into making you feel like the undeniable god/goddess you are when he's pleasuring you.

yunho

phone sex - you've heard yunho's sleepy voice in his voice messages and his lives. don't even play lad. he knows the affect it has on you and he very much uses it to his advantage. will call you when he knows his voice is dripping with extra rasp and play it off innocently only to be like aw~ do you like the sound of my voice~

somnophilia - likes it when he stirs barely awake in the middle of the night and fucks you until you both cum and drift off back to sleep. sleeps like a baby afterwards.

breeding - the fact that you'd let him breed you makes him fucking feral omg. uses this as an excuse to fuck every last brain cell out of you with no mercy (not that he needs an excuse for that).

orgasm denial (giving) - he will deny your orgasm over and over again with a smirk on his face and all the mock pouting he can muster. he always gives it to you in the end, though, and makes sure to love you so much extra afterwards.

finger sucking/fucking - much like his voice, yunho is also aware of the deadly weapons that are his hands. and just the same, he will abuse this power every chance he gets. always telling you to open your mouth for his fingers or ghosting them between your legs while he asks you if you want them inside you, already knowing the answer. he just wants to hear you say it.

yeosang

pet play - yeosang gets unreasonably hard at the sheer thought of collaring you. you can be his puppy or his kitten, he doesn't care. you just have to be a good pet, whatever you are, because his rules are strict.

dumbification - never one to half-ass something that matters to him, he is a master at pleasuring you. he knows all the right buttons to push and when he sees the physical evidence of his success in the form of babbling, drooling, or the inability to talk at all, he's the most satisfied.

spanking (giving) - tbh, this gives him a perfect way to peacock his strength. even if he doesn't slap your ass as hard as he possibly he can, he knows that you know how much damage he could inflict, should he so choose.

praise/degradation (giving) - he often switches back and forth in the same session. he'll be telling you how well you're doing for him one second and the next he's calling you a 'dumb little slut' for not being able to form sentences.

sexting - my guy's poker face when he's texting you around other people is unmatched for real. he will send you the most mouth-watering text with a straight face. he likes to test himself this way, seeing how much he can take before he's losing his mind to actually have you.

san

dirty talk - this man never closes his mouth when he's playing with you. he simply has to tell you every single nasty thought and idea he has. he loves it if you can talk dirty back to him, but even if you can't, he loves to see how flustered you get from everything he has to say.

face-fucking (giving) - the fact that you trust him this much <3 you giving him full ability to fuck your mouth and throat until they're sore is precious to him. he often happily loses himself in this, eyes closed and jaw slack. he won't go easy unless you need him to.

marking - san is possessive? who ever would've thought? he wants you to mark up his big, strong back with his nails and he wants to leave pretty hickies on you.

exhibitionism - he likes the full scale of exhibitionism. he's content to just have someone listening in the other room or accidentally seeing when they come into the room unknowingly, but he's also not shy to just fully and intentionally fuck you in front of other people. he knows he'd want to watch you two, so really, it's a favor to the lucky audience.

body worship (giving) - san will worship your body in and out of the bedroom, but he will take his fucking time doing it when you're naked and craving him. will kiss every inch of your body, muttering the most love-laced words as he does so. he treats making you cum like a tenet of the religion that is your body.

mingi

roleplay - omg, he has so much fun getting to play different characters and scenarios with you. he likes that he gets to experiment with different personas for himself and seeing different versions of you makes him want to bed each one.

quickies - when mingi gets the urge to have sex, he wants to have sex now. like it's physically painful for him to have to wait or ignore it. he likes having the kind of relationship where he can alert you to his needs and fuck one out really quick. he does some of his best work in these instances, tbh.

strip tease (receiving) - the way you slowly stripping just for him makes him feel so special and wanted. he'll have the biggest smile on his face and the stiffest erection in his pants.

choking (giving) - i don't think he'd even know he has this kink until you mention it to him. he doesn't want to hurt you, but he only has to try it once and see that you're perfectly alive and well to want to do it again and again. once he gets comfortable with it, he will choke tfff out of you too, if you want him to.

overstimulation (receiving) - he lowkey but highkey loves when you take the control from him and make him a moaning, pathetic mess. it's incredibly easy to overstimulate him and every time you do it, he feels like he floats out of his body by the end.

wooyoung

spit kink - he just gets so fucking cocky about the fact that you'd let him do something so "nasty" as spitting in your mouth. it's an easy way for him to constantly prove your devotion to him to himself. every time you willingly open your mouth to accept his spit, he knows you're not going anywhere. doesn't love the idea of you spitting into his mouth in theory, but will occasionally succumb to it when he's really desperate.

mutual masturbation - he looooves a lazy, playful session where you're seated on opposite ends of the couch, watching each other get off. neither of you has to do too much work and he can make all the teasing remarks he wants because his mouth isn't otherwise occupied.

filming - he films more for the art of it than for any sexual reason. however, once again, he likes that you let him film you. he loves how you let him position you this way and that and follow whatever he says so he can get the best shots.

intoxicated sex - whether it's alcohol or something else, wooyoung loves to have sex when you're both fucked up. it's always messy, unorganized, and spontaneous. just how he likes it.

degradation - this isn't the first time we've talked about wooyoung's degradation kink on this blog, but i'd be remiss to not include it. he likes talking shit to you and he likes it when you talk shit back. it will arouse him quickly every time, and it won't stop until you're both too busy catching your breath to speak.

jongho

thigh riding - discovers this kink when you're extremely needy one day and take to attending to that need yourself–on his thigh, of course. he enjoys watching you satisfy yourself so much that he will sometimes tell you to just use his thigh when you come to him all needy. watches with hearts in his eyes.

guided masturbation - this usually happens on a video call. he will be completely clothed, just sitting in his desk chair, while he tells you how to take off your clothes for him and how to touch yourself for him. he's so casual about it that it makes you want to get a reaction out of him, but he'll maintain his composure. at least until he gets his hands on you next.

make up sex - unlike you might think, jongho doesn't like make up sex because it's desperate and intense and the like. he actually really likes it because he uses it as a time to show you how much he loves you. it's very soft, slow, and focused on you. the intimacy is unmatched.

teasing - jongho loves to go through a very normal day with you, casually dropping suggestive words or lingering touches in a place that's just barely appropriate. does it all so coolly that no one else is the wiser, but you're dying.

watching porn together - he'll use this time to discover new things you're into, but his favorite part is when you can't handle it anymore and have to have him. you're so cute when you're crawling on top of him and begging him to touch you.

#i almost fucking killed myself writing yunho's GOD #also i can't help but notice that all the kinks i picked for jongho are so focused on his partner #that man dgaf about his own pleasure fr /hj #anyway sorry it took me three thousand years to write this #th: ateez #ateez smut #ateez kinks #kpop smut #kpop kinks

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miizuzu · 8 months ago

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Here is the second part of my fanfic featuring all of them. Haven't proofread. I've tried making it more spicy but it is my first time writing so.... Sorry :P MDNI

You are laying in bed and can feel the sun seeping in through your window and onto your skin, you stretch out your arms and slowly open your eyes. You were met with another pair of gentle blue-pink eyes, watching your every little move. “Good morning princess, did you have a good dream?” Rafayel asked with a soft gentle voice. “Mmhmm” you mumbled back.

Then it finally hits you, your eyes wide open, you shoot up from your sleeping position and let out a high pitch scream. “Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!???!”

“Wahhh????? What is it? Is it a wanderer??” Rafayel was startled and jumped up like a cat about to attack, almost pulling his dagger out.

You looked down, grabbed your blanket and tried to cover yourself while pointing at him. Confused, you questioned him “What are YOU doing here?!?!”

You felt movement to your left, you looked down and saw Xavier, halfway hanging from your bed, woken up by your scream, trying to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes.

“What's going on…?” He asked innocently.

Zayne also rushed through your doorway while wearing an apron, also confused about the scream he heard, but sighs and relaxed after seeing there was not an emergency.

The 3 confused lads are all looking at the equally confused you for an answer. All you mustered out was “Why are all of you in my room???!!!?”

It seems you were drunk enough from last night that you couldn't really remember how it led to this. You tried your best to recall what happened. You remember the Valentine's party at the pub with Tara and Xavier, and Rafayel and Zayne joined in. You remember taking shots but then your memory starts to get fuzzy. You vaguely remember them arguing and you falling asleep. But it felt like you were forgetting something very important, and you simply can't figure out what it is.

“It would seem like our princess had no recognition of what happened last night.” Zayne calmly concluded. “What happened…Did I say something?” You asked, like a deer in headlights.

“It would be easier to just show you.” Rafayel says with a smirk on his face as he leans in close and closer to you. You tried to back away from him and was saved by Xavier pulling Rafayel back. He starts pouting. “Fine! I’ve already asked once, might as well just ask again.” Rafayel grabs your hand, his face becomes serious as he cups your hand with both of his. “Y/N, you like me right?” You could feel his hands trembling. Your face is now flush red, eyes widen and you want to avoid eye contact. “Y/N! Please… answer me?” he begs.

You slightly nod your head, and are now in shock as your memories come pouring back into your brain. You remembered the same question being asked the night before, and the passionate kisses you shared with the 3 men. You could even feel your shoulder blades getting red as you tried to sink yourself into your blanket to cover up your embarrassment. Rafayel, still holding onto you, pulls you close to him and kisses the back of your hand and hugs you over the covers. He wouldn't budge even with Xavier trying to pull him away.

“Breakfast is ready, Y/N, come here and eat.” Zayne calls out from the kitchen. Rafayel finally lets go of his embrace, Xavier offers you his hand to help you off of the bed. You take his hand and he pulls you into him and gives you a tight embrace, whispering in your ear “Good morning, my dearest.” with the most gentle and innocent look on his face. You could not stop yourself from blushing. Meanwhile, Zayne beckons you all to the dining table. Slowly, everyone walked out of your room one by one.

Arriving at the dining table, you stare at what Zayne has prepared. Your eyes begin to shine with excitement. “How were you able to make all these with what I have here?” You asked Zayne, while being amazed at his cooking abilities, “You had a lot of food in your freezer, I'm sure you would be able to make something simple like this if you tried.” Zayne replies as he softly pats your head, and gives you a light peck on your cheeks. Your hand quickly travels up to your cheeks.

You sat down trying to distract yourself by eating the food Zayne had prepared, the 3 men also sat down with you, Zayne sitting beside you while Rafayel sat across from you with Xavier beside him. Everyone was slowly eating their breakfast when Zayne suddenly mentions “So, how are we going to deal with the issue we have at hand?” he calmly asked everyone while he gracefully digested his food. Everyone else was shocked by the topic and flinched and stopped eating. You just stay there with your head down, trying to avoid eye contact with everyone. “You guys could just give up and let me and Y/N enjoy our new couple's life.” Rafayel says half jokingly knowing full well the other 2 will not back down. “Like hell I would let that happen.” Said Xavier with a serious voice. “Agreed.” Zayne says while nodding his head.

You sat there thinking to yourself, ‘Are they really ok with this? How is this even going to work?’ You didn't realize the 3 of them had been staring at you wanting to ask you about your opinion. Zayne then snaps you back to reality. “Y/N, we need to know how you think about all this. Care to share some of your thoughts?” You finally tilt your head up, glancing at Zayne, Xavier then Rafayel.

You really have no idea what you should do or what is the right thing to do in this situation. You do not want to hurt any of them but you really cannot decide on just any one of them. You loved all of them equally and the thought of you not being around them is too painful. All you could do is let out a bitter smile and say, “I really don't know what we should do. I do not want to lose any of you. I guess this is just how selfish I really am.”

Once again the 3 men were heart broken by seeing how torn you feel. Zayne thought of an idea. “Everyone, let's make a chat group on our phone. It is not often we all see each other like this, then again I would rather just spend my days off with just Y/N without the 2 of you meddling in our business. We can use the group chat to keep everyone in check while some of us get busy. How does that sound?” Xavier answers, “That's actually not a bad idea, at least we can keep everyone updated about Y/N. Not that I would let anything happen to her while she is with me.” “Fine with me, I will post our lovey dovey photos of Y/N and I when we go out for dates.” Rafayel butts in.

The 3 men exchanged their phone information and Zayne took your phone and created a chat group, adding the 3 of them in it. “Let's all also agree on one important thing, no one is to pressure Y/N into deciding what she wants to do. If any of us break that rule, they are no longer a part of this. And we will make sure of that.” Xavier and Rafayel both agreed as they formed a pact. “You are, however, allowed to try and woo her to your heart's content. That being said, the final decision will always come from Y/N.” The 3 of them then shake hands to pledge that they will play by the rules.

“Are you all really alright with this..? It just feels really unfair to you guys and that I am leading you guys on for my own benefit…” you speak as your eyes start getting teary. “This is what I want,” Xavier answers quietly, “I've waited too long for us to revert back to anything less.” Xavier stares into your eyes sincerely with a hint of sadness. “I'm sorry for putting you through all this. Rafayel and Zayne also felt the same way.

It was Zayne's way of trying to protect you. And you noticed it. He is usually so strict but when you are involved, he would always put your feelings first over what he feels. You turned to him and gave him a hug. The others just watched as you lovingly hugged him. “Can I get a hug too?” Xavier looks at you with his sad puppy eyes. After you let Zayne go, you walk around the table and give Xavier a hug from behind while he is still sitting at the chair. He smiles while you see his ears turning pink.

“Hey, don't forget about me too!” Rafayel complains. You slowly let go of Xavier and walked next to Rafayel and gave him a hug as he turned to face you to accept your embrace. Knowing that you've accepted their feelings, Rafayel is getting more daring. As you have your arms around him, his head close to your chest, he has one arm around your waist and his free hand is placed on your thigh, slowly traveling upwards while he tries to bury his face in your bosom.

Flustered, you noticed you are still wearing your dress from last night. You escape from his grasp. “Hey! Would you look outside? It's a great day and we should go out and enjoy it instead of staying here. I would like to change out of this dress too…” looking at the well dressed men, you suggested “Maybe you guys should change too?” You were clearly blushing.

Zayne stands up and suggests, “Why don’t we all go get changed and meet back here before lunch?” “That’s a great idea!” you shouted. “I can finally get out of this dress!” Zayne tried to hold back his soft chuckle, smiled and said “That’s too bad, you look absolutely breathtaking in that outfit.” shocked from his remark, your eyes widen and your face feels hotter by the second. You are not used to Zayne telling you how he feels, you always had to guess his feelings and now he is showing you everything like an opened book. It’s a nice change but it will take some time getting used to it.

“I want to shower too, why don't we shower together?” Rafayel playfully suggests. Xavier and Zayne both had their eyes on him and had an annoyed look on their face. “If you want to shower, you can come to my place.” Xavier puts his arm around Rafayels’ neck and tug him along. “We will see you later.” Xavier brushes his free hand on your cheeks with a warm smile. “Hey! Let go of me!” Rafayel tries to struggle but to no avail.

“What is your pass code for the door?” Zayne asked before heading out. “Why? I could just open the door for you?” You had a confused look on your face. Zayne reaches for your face and holds your chin with his index and thumb and pulls your ear close to his lips, “I would very much like to let myself in.” He gives you another light peck on your cheeks again. His voice was so flirtatious you could hardly resist. You swallowed down the moan that almost escaped from your lips. Once again your face has become a pretty hue of red.

“Wait, I want to know too!” Rafayel forced Xavier to stop. “As do I.” Xavier also chimes in. “You live upstairs, you don’t need to know.” Rafayel complains, still trying to wiggle his way out of Xavier’s grip. Xavier is looking at you with puppy eyes. “Fineeeeeeee! I’ll put it in the group chat. Now get going or else we will miss lunch!” You playfully pushed all of them out and shut the door behind you. “I’ll be back before you know it babe!” Rafayel shouted from behind the door while getting dragged upstairs by Xavier.

Arriving at Xavier’s apartment, Xavier lets Rafayel inside. Rafayel looks around with his arms crossed in front of him, still jealous of the distance between the 2 of you just being separated by just the ceiling, he couldn’t help himself but to pout. “Didn’t you say you wanted to shower? You can go first.” Xavier said to Rafayel with a cold voice. Rafayel glares at Xavier but does not answer, he pulls out his phone as if he was waiting for a message. Xavier paused and thought for a second. “On second thought, I will go in first.” he then rushed into his room, grabbed a change of clothes and charged into the bathroom. “Wow, you're such a great host.” Rafayel exaggerates.

Rafayel wanders around the apartment, he sees plushies laying on the couch, he knew it was a reward from the claw machine. He takes it and squeezes it, pretending the plushie was Y/N’s face and pinches its cheeks. “Stop torturing Bunbun. It’s your turn for the shower.” Rafayel had an annoyed face and as he turned to look at Xavier, a set of spare clothes were thrown in his face. “You are really getting on my nerves.” Rafayel taunts Xavier as he walks into the bathroom.

Xavier with a towel still drooping on his head, sits down on the couch and dries his hair. His hand traveled down to his lips, reminiscing the touch he and you shared, he chuckles to himself as he remembers you saying that it was your first kiss. Buzz Buzz, he twitched by his phone vibrating, which brought him back to reality. He checks his phone and realizes it was from you, sending the group your passcode for your home. He beams and shoots up from the couch, wanting to head downstairs to you but remembered Rafayel was still in the showers. ‘What is taking him so long.’ Xavier wonders to himself, frustrated. Just then, an idea strikes him. He went searching in his room, once he found the item he was looking for, he came out and checked on Rafayel.

“Are you done yet? Even Y/N has finished with her shower.” Xavier asked as his patience was running low. “Yeah, yeah. Stop rushing me.” Rafayel steps out of the bathroom finally. Wearing one of Xavier's hoodies and sweatpants, his hair has been completely dried. “Do you have a bag of sorts so I can take my clothes?” Rafayel asks while holding his garments. “No.” Xavier answers coldly, “Let's just go already.” He couldn't stand being away from you for another second. “Fine, fine. You're no fun to hang around too. I would very much rather be in the company of Y/N.” Rafayel walks out while still holding on to his clothes. Xavier follows and locks the door.

Xavier dashed downstairs and stood in front of the door. His hand hovering over the number lock, his shaking hands enter the passcode and with a beep, the door is unlocked. He slowly walks in to find you sitting on the couch wearing a sweater and a pair of jeans shorts. You were texting and smiling, almost didn't notice Xavier had entered your apartment, you only noticed after the complaints from Rafayel that they are both back in your home.

You look at the 2 of them, and can't help but giggle at Rafayel wearing Xavier’s clothes. It's not his usual style but it does look good on him. You then imagined Xaiver in Rafayel’s normal clothes and you can't help but blush a little. Xavier walks over and sits beside you on your couch. He grabs your hand and puts a key in your palm. “For my apartment.” He said as he smiled.

Rafayel felt annoyed and left out so he stomps over to your other said and drops himself next to you. “Hey Y/N, do you mind if I just leave my clothes here? It's a hassle to bring with me.” He puts his arm around your shoulder, the slightest touch would make you jump, but he starts to lightly tug you towards him. Once your back reaches his chest, he cages you in with his free arm holding you waist. You are not used to being touched intimately and your ears begin to burn. Rafayel sees your innocent reactions and it makes him blush even though it was him who started it, still he would not let you go.

Xavier glares at Rafayel and tries to get him to unhand you, feeling jealous. His hands are traveling up your legs and up your thighs going up to your waist, trying to pull you back towards himself. “Are you 2 trying to rip me in half?” You whined, trying to get them both to let go. But you are the shiny new toy and they can't get enough of you. You liked that they both want your affection but you just don't know how to handle them.

‘When will Zayne be back?’ you thought to yourself hoping he would come to your rescue. You hear the familiar Beep, right on cue, and your door opens with Zayne's return. He walks in and sees the 2 men all over you, your eyes pleading for him to get you out of the situation. He made a coughing sound, trying to get Xavier and Rafayels’ attention, they were so focused on their little fight that they didn't notice Zayne at all. You could see a vein popping up on Zayne's temple while his face remained calm, as he activated his Evol and placed his 2 hands on each of their shoulders, sending shivers down their spine as they finally let go of you. You could help but giggle at the situation.

You took this opportunity to slip out of the hands of Rafayl and Xavier. “What should we have for lunch?” You asked with an excited look on your face. The 3 men can’t help but feel defeated by your innocent manner. You guys decided to go buy items for a picnic at the park, everyone traveled in Zayne’s car, went to the supermarket and bought some premade sandwiches and a picnic blanket.

Once you arrived at the park, you found a shaded spot under a big tree and ran towards it, Zayne and Xavier took the items out of the car and watched Rafayel chase after you. Everyone was actually having a great time, even though the 3 men would throw jabs at each other, it would make you laugh, you can’t wait for another day where all 4 of you can hang out together.

Random bypassers would watch your unique group, full of attractive men and the one female, all having a good time. Little did they know your complicated relationships. All the ladies walking by would get jealous of you for having the 3 of them around you. Even small animals would gather around, mostly next to Xavier, birds landing on his shoulders and squirrels trying to climb his legs. A few of them tried to steal food from Rafayel while none of them would go near Zayne. Zayne is not showing any emotions on his face but you could tell he was a bit hurt from that, you decide to sit closer to him and lean on his shoulders, with that little gesture, his heart melted.

Time flies when you are having fun, the sun was about to set before you all realized. You suggested they grab dinner before going home, they all agreed since they don't want the date with you to end. Rafayel got a call from Thomas to discuss an upcoming exhibition; he was unwilling but left shortly after dinner. Zayne has early surgery appointments planned and left after dropping you and Xaiver back home.

Xavier held your hand as the 2 of you walked up the stairs instead of taking the elevator, both wanted to prolong the date. When you finally arrived at your apartment suite, Xavier grabbed both of your hands and squeezed them in his hands. “I had a great time today, thank you for our first date.” You looked into his eyes longingly, as if you didn't want the day to end. Seeing how vulnerable you look, he couldn't help but lean in for a kiss on your lips. He moved one of his hands up to your cheeks, slowly rubbing circles as he kissed you with more passion. It was getting hard to breathe, as he smothers you with his kiss. You let out a moan and Xavier twitched, and he backs off from your lips.

“You should head inside, I will see you tomorrow.” Xavier says with his signature soft smile. “I don't want to sleep yet…” you whined, not wanting to let go of his hand. Xavier leans in again, putting his hand on your door as he backs you into it. “I don't want to leave you either… but I'm trying very hard to control myself right now. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold.” He looks at you with lustful eyes. It sent shivers down your spine, not a bad way but you also feel you are not ready to go to the next level. “Alright, good night Xavier, see you tomorrow.” You tiptoed towards him and gave him one last kiss before disappearing into your suite.

Xavier licks his lips and lightly touches it, he heads towards his apartment suite and decides he needs to take care of business before going to bed.

Your place feels so empty and quiet without the 3 of them. You hardly feel sleepy, you decide to get changed and ready for bed. Once your preparations are done, the phone rings. It was Rafayel calling. You picked up the call, “Hello? Did you get home? Sorry I had to leave so soon, Thomas won't stop nagging at me for how important the next exhibit is.” Rafayel keeps talking, not really giving you time to answer, but you were fine with it. Somehow his voice calms you. “Yes, I'm home a while ago, just got ready for bed. When is your next exhibit?” You head over to your bed and lay down. “It's in a few days, a few hours drive away. Enough talk about that, what are you doing now?” “Just laying in bed, not really sleepy yet, was deciding on what I wanted to do before you called.” You replied honestly.

“I already miss you, Y/N. Being able to be around you the last 2 days has been like a dream to me. I'm glad I finally get to kiss you after all this time. My house feels so empty right now.” You could feel him getting flustered on the other end, you're also starting to blush. He is being very honest with you and it doesn't happen often. “I miss you too…Rafayel” you gasped to yourself, how are you this needy? You felt embarrassed telling him the truth. “I miss you more, princess… I wish I could hold and touch you.” His voice sounds deeper than normal. You shiver at his words.

You remember he left his shirt at your place. You went and pulled it out of the laundry basket and took it back to bed with you. “What are you doing? I heard shuffling on your end.” He asks while he breathes softly. “Nothing! I-Im just trying to get my plushies.” You made up something nervously. “Why do you sound so nervous then? It's not like you took my shirt and are sniffing at it.” Bingo, how did he know? Did he place hidden cameras at your house? “I’m just kidding. There's no way you would miss me so much as to need to sniff my shirt.” Little did he know that is exactly what you just did. Your face feels like it's burning, the heat is traveling down your whole body, you can't keep your body still and let out a soft moan. “Wait… you actually did? That's hot…Y/N…” he has figured it out, but you couldn't resist his smell. His breathing is more abnormal, it has become quicker. “Princess, please, say something…anything…” he pleaded. You clutched onto his shirt and whispered “Rafayel…” and with just that you heard a low grunt and he finished. You knew what he was doing. He was touching himself while picturing you clinging to his shirt and wanting him. And for some reason you didn't mind and enjoyed listening to him.

“I would much prefer you being beside me and helping me instead, but I guess this will do.” He sighs. You felt embarrassed from his words, you have never felt this way just by someone's words. You could feel your panties getting wet. You just layed there clutching his shirt with your legs brought up close to your chest. You put your hand between your legs and felt the dampness seeping through your pajama shorts.

You were about to stick your hand inside your shorts but were interrupted by Rafayels' voice. “What are you up to?” “Nothing! I'm going to sleep now! Good night!” You hung up before he got a chance to say good night. Rafayel was stunned but chuckled and went to clean himself up and head to bed.

Just when you thought the day was over, you got a text on your phone. Zayne messaged you to tell you that he had arrived back home ‘I’ve arrived home.’ you texted him back, ‘Welcome home!’ he replies with ‘You should sleep. It's getting late.’ you giggle to yourself knowing he has reverted back to doctor mode. ‘Already in bed Doc.’ ‘Good, now sleep.’ His replies were short but demanding.

‘I already miss you, Dr. Zayne. Good night.’ Zayne twitched as he read your last text. His fingers pinching the bridge of his nose while he blush. Looks like he has to take care of the bulge in his pants before he can sleep.

It’s morning and your alarm is ringing, you turn over to place your hand over the clock to stop the alarm before rolling back to your original spot. “It’s nice to know I'm not the only one that has trouble getting out of bed.” Shocked, you sat up with your eyes wide open. Xavier has made his way into your apartment, sitting on the edge of your bed, chuckling. “You scared me!” you nervously say as you cover half your face with your blanket. “I’m sorry,” Xavier said with sad puppy eyes, “I just wanted to see you sooner… Forgive me?” You were surprised he got up and all dressed before you. Normally it would be the other way around and you would go upstairs to knock on his door to get him to get ready.

“It’s fine i guess, but don’t sneak in here all the time, my heart can’t handle it…” you let out a playful sigh. Xavier leans over and pets your head and brings himself closer to give you a morning kiss on the cheeks. “Would you like me to make you some breakfast?” Xavier excitedly asks. Not wanting him to set your kitchen on fire, you nicely declined. “Maybe we could pick something up on the way to work. Tara left all her things here from the weekend, do you mind helping me pack things while I get ready?” he was a little bummed when you turned down his breakfast idea but started beaming again as soon as you asked him to help with another task.

Xavier headed over to the suitcase and started packing. You hopped off your bed and playfully went behind him, wrapped your arms around his waist and gave him a hug from behind. “Good morning Xavier.” You said before grabbing your uniform and headed to the bathroom. Xaviers’ ears turned a light pink, and he playfully shook his head, smiling to himself. “I better prepare myself for any other sudden attacks.”

As you walk out of the bathroom, Xavier extended his arms to the wall to cage you in. You looked at him confused. He leans in close, brushing his lips past your cheeks and whispers in your ear, “Don’t be so naughty.” Your face instantly turned red, you moved your hands up to your cheeks to try to hide as you looked up to Xaviers’ eyes. Xavier slowly backs up, a smirk on his face. “Pay back for the hug earlier.” You playfully pound his chest and he releases you from the wall. “Let’s get going, or we might not have time to grab food.”

On your way to work, Xavier is walking on your left as he pulls the suitcase along. You wanted him to hold your hand, it was as if he knew what you were thinking, as he grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. There was a smirk on both your faces, you 2 were in bliss.

Arriving at the headquarters, you wanted to let go of his hand, since you were not sure how to announce your current relationship, with Xavier being one of your 3 interests. He simply did not want to let go of your hand and held on tighter. Just as you thought about what you should do, a pair of hands grabs your shoulders.

“I see that things worked out well for you 2.” Tara said with a smirk on her face. “I have you to thank.” Xavier answers Tara promptly. “I expect a reward of some sort, maybe a month's worth of boba tea?” Tara suggested jokingly. “No problem.” Xavier promised. “Here's your stuff.” He hands the suitcase to Tara. “So have you decided if you want to go public with your relationship?” “Yes.” “No.” Xavier looks at you with sad eyes. “It's kind of complicated right now… I will be sure to let everyone know when I think the time is right, but for now, could we please keep this a secret?” You bagged Xavier and Tara. Xavier sighs and pets your head. “I guess if that's what you really wish.” Tara can't help but feel giddy at the 2 of you. “That will cost you another month of boba tea.” “Y/N will cover that.” Says Xavier as he pouts. “That's fine, by the time she finishes the first month's worth she will be sick of boba tea!” You giggled at Xavier.

There was a group of new trainee hunters joining the field today. As seniors you and Xavier took care of the bigger wanderers while the new hunters took care of a lower rank wanderer. One of the trainees panicked as the wanderer charged at her, she shot her Evol randomly and managed to scrap your inner thigh. “Argh!” You muffled in pain. You tried to stand but were not able to, due to the electric Evol temporarily paralyzing you. Xavier saw and dashed to your rescue. Scooping you off your feet and instructed the hunters are he would be taking you to the hospital.

He ran, as he had you tight in his grip, you could hear his heart pounding faster than normal. Once you arrived at the hospital, Zayne just happened to pass by and saw that you were injured, he glared at Xavier. “Wait, Zayne, it is not his fault. I got caught in friendly fire from the new trainees.” you tried to defend Xavier since you saw the look on Zayne's face about to release his anger towards Xavier. Zayne squeezed his eyebrows and grabbed you out of Xavier's embrace. “I’ll take care of her from here.” Zayne coldly tells Xavier, you could tell he was still angry at him, even though it was not really within his control.

Zayne brought you to his office and put you down on the couch. You were wearing your skirt and he could see blood trailing down your inner thigh. “Let me see.” He demands. You felt embarrassed and clutched your legs together. “Y/N.” You twitched as he called your name and slowly released your legs, Zayne’s hands were on your knees gently separating your legs. You blushed as you turned your head away and placed both your hands between your legs, holding down your skirt. “Y/N, please move your hands so I can see clearly.” his stern voice was making you feel more embarrassed by the second.

You slowly moved your hands and placed them on your two sides, clutching tightly on the seats of the couch so hard your knuckles turned white. He placed the foot of your injured leg on his thigh and lifted your leg up at an angle while pulling your skirt down so he could see your cut. “It's not deep, and it managed to miss your major artery.” He sighs a breath of relief. He goes and grabs the first aid kit, he thoroughly cleans up the wound and bandages it up.

Zayne finally noticed how nervous you were, trying to hold your breath, pink cheeks and eyes tightly squeezed shut. At first he thought you were worried about the pain, but then he realized it was for a very different reason. He slowly ran his finger around your wound. He could hear your irregular breaths and soft puffs which you tried desperately to hold back. He has a wicked smirk on his face and you were too preoccupied to look.

He can't help but want to tease you, he puts his hand on the bottom of your knees and pulls you so your back is now on the seat. He then bent in and his head was slowly going between your legs. You panicked and tried to push his head away from your sensitive area only to have him grab both your wrists with his free hand and pin them down. He was hovering around your bandaged area, lightly rubbing the tip of his nose to it.

He placed a light kiss on your bandage, “Ah…” both of you were not expecting that sound. You managed to break free from Zayne's gasp and you covered your mouth with both hands, one on top of the other. Your eyes were as wide as Zayne's. His eyes are now staring into yours'. “You always manage to rattle me up, how am I supposed to continue treating your wound after hearing such a cute sound?” You have never seen his current expression before, he wants more, he needs more.

You were so shocked by your own voice that tears started forming, and rolling down your widened eyes. Zayne jolted from seeing your tears and panicked. It wasn't his intention to make you cry. “I’m sorry baby, I… went overboard. Please forgive me.” His eyes looked like he would cry if you rejected him. You shook your head, “No… That is not the reason…” you tried to explain. “I don't want you to see me as an easy girl. I don't understand why I made those sounds… please forgive me…”

Zayne pulled you up and into his embrace, “Oh my silly girl, there is no need for apologies. I loved the sounds you make, it's proof that you feel the same way I do. Here.” He grabs your hand and places it on the bulge between his legs. “This is how you make me feel.” This was the very first time you've touched one. Your face quickly turned red, so hot you could almost fry an egg on it. You tried to pull away but the little movement caused Zayne to let out a lustful moan. He grabs your chin with his other hand and pulls you in for a passionate kiss. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it shocked both of you and made him quickly let go.

“Dr. Zayne, your patient is here to see you.” You both suddenly remembered that you came in without an appointment. “I will be there in a minute.” Zayne notified the nurse. He turns back to you, “I guess this is all we have time for.” You could see a smirk on his face. “I'll see you next time.” He gives you another kiss and sends you off.

You were limping out slowly and once you got to the lobby, you saw Xavier sitting and waiting patiently. He noticed you right away and rushed over to you. “Was everything ok? How come you looked like you were crying? Did he give you a hard time?” Xavier's brows stiffen. “No. It's just because of the pain. Zayne helped me bandage it up already.” Xavier was not too satisfied with the answer but decided he shouldn't question you anymore.

He turned around and kneeled down, offering you his back. “Climb on, I'll take you home.” You got embarrassed “I can walk by myself you know.” You pout as you try to reject Xavier. “Then I guess I will just have to carry you back like how I got you here.” You thought that would be even more embarrassing so you took the offer for the piggy back ride. You blushed and pouted as you climbed on his back. He placed his hands on your thighs and you gasped. “Did I hurt you?” Xavier asked as he worried that he accidentally touched your wound. You shook your head, “No, I was just caught off guard by your hands.” “Sorry, let's get going then.” Says Xavier, you could clearly see his ears turning pink. You wrapped your arms around him to secure yourself and also for how cute his reaction was.

He took his time walking home. He liked how your arms are around him, if he could carry you forever, he would gladly accept. “Oh yeah, how were the trainees after the accident?” You felt bad having to leave them behind even though the area was cleared of wanderers. “They were all fine and returned safely to the headquarters. The one that injured you felt so bad she came to the hospital but you were still being treated.” “I hope this didn't traumatize them to stop being a hunter.” You said jokingly. “She almost quit, for a totally different reason though.” Xavier whispers quietly to himself, you managed to miss what he said.

Once you arrived at the apartment, Xavier brought you back to his place instead of yours. “Why didn't you bring me home?” You asked confused. “I wanted to look after you. And it would be easier here since I know where everything is kept. Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat.” You got worried and said “No, I'm not hungry.” Your stomach starts growling. You quickly covered your belly and turned red as it betrayed you. “Okay… maybe a little bit hungry…” Xavier can't help but let out a playful laugh. “Don't worry, I was just going to put together a turkey sandwich for you. I should manage.” You still can't help but worry.

Sitting on the couch in Xavier's living room, you can't help but notice how clean and tidy it is. You grabbed bunbun which was on the couch and gave it a squeeze. It smells like Xavier, he must like to hug it when he naps. You can't help but sniff it some more. His scent calms you, almost feeling like you were about to fall asleep as well. But by the time Xavier returned with the sandwich, you had fallen asleep with bunbun tightly locked in your embrace. Xavier's brows narrowed looking at bunbun, he was jealous of his plushies. “I'll deal with you later.” As he glared at bunbun.

He carried you to his bedroom carefully while trying to not wake you up. He gently placed you down and covered you with the blanket. His hand hovering over your face traveling from top of bottom. He was getting horny just from the idea of you being in his bed. He kneels at the end of his bed and unbuckles his pants, lowering it and the boxer enough to have his cock set free. He started stroking himself, he moaned quietly as he stroked himself, not wanting to wake you up. His eyes were locked onto you and his breath became quicker. He wanted to touch you so badly, but fought his inner demons since he didn't want you to feel uncomfortable.

His hand was moving faster and moans became quicker and louder. You could hear him breathing and you slowly opened your eyes only to see him masturbating to you. You instantly became flustered and wanted to look away. Xavier shows no signs of stopping, if anything, he's going faster and louder. “Princess… Please look at me. Ha… I won't touch you… just keep your pretty eyes…mm on me.” He pleads as he pants and moans. You kept your eyes on him as he played with himself. You were mesmerized by him, the way he looked and the way he sounded. You slowly pulled down the blanket and started crawling towards him, wanting to take a closer look.

Xavier was getting to his limits, he stared into your eyes with pleading eyes. “Can you… haa… kiss me…?” You reach your arms to his head, fingers running through his soft hair and pull him in for a kiss. He licks your lips wanting access to your mouth, and you allow him by parting your lips slightly. He sticks his tongue into your mouth and swishes it around against yours. You lightly sucked on his tongue and he let out a loud muffled moan, “princess… I'm gonna…MMM…cum, I'm cumming.” His hot cum shots out, landing on your uniform and some actually landed on the bottom of your chin.

This was your first time feeling the warm sticky liquid, yet you weren't disgusted by it. You wiped your chin with your hand, looking at the creamy white liquid with fascinating eyes. You didn't even mind your uniform being dirtied. Xavier felt embarrassed as he finished with his high. He quickly grabs a box of kleenex to try and clean you up. “I'm sorry princess, I couldn't help myself…, take off your uniform, I'll go get it washed.” He moved around his room so fast and got you a set of his clothes while his cock was still hanging out.

You told him to turn around as you changed into his clothes, and once you told him you were done, he turned around and saw your tiny figure wearing his clothes, his cock was getting hard again. He quickly grabs your uniform and runs into the bathroom, saying he needs to shower while he puts your clothes in the wash. He ran a cold shower trying to calm his head, and his cock.

You sat in his bed, dazed, trying to collect yourself from everything that happened today. You got found out by Tara; you got injured; you saw Zayne and touched his dick; you saw Xavier masturbating to you and cums on you. You licked your hand that had Xavier's cum, it tastes salty, you feel yourself getting wet from remembering his face as he came all over you. You felt hot on your thigh when Zayne kissed you.

Xavier steps out of the bathroom and finds you still sitting on his bed, dazed. He moved toward you and sat down behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, his head buried between your neck and shoulder. You finally snapped out of your daydream and noticed him. “I’m sorry Y/N, did that make you uncomfortable?” You shook your head, you lifted your hand up to his head and rubbed his cheeks. “Why do you feel so cold?” you ask. Concerned. “Was just trying to calm down, but it didn’t really help.” You turned around to face him, you got on your knees and embraced his head into your chest. “Yup, definitely did not help at all.” as signs and wraps his arms around your torso.

“You smell nice…” You were running your fingers through Xavier’s hair while taking in his scent. “Y/N… Are you feeling alright? You’re acting like you're drunk.” You were somewhat drunk from his affection towards you. And you loved how he makes you feel so warm and comfortable. “I don’t know what is going on, all I know is I want to keep touching you.” Xavier lightly pushes you away. “I don’t know if I will be able to control myself if you keep saying things like that. I don't want to hurt you, I won’t be able to let go of you. This is your only chance to run.”

Xavier is trying hard to hold himself back from touching you all over, he isn't sure if you are ready for him to do what he really wants to do. His hands are trembling, the one thing he fears most is to hurt or scare you away. He can no longer bear the thought of you not being with him. Once again you placed your palm on his cheek, he shifted his weight into it and grabbed your hand with his shaky hands. “You would never hurt me.” You told him confidently.

In one swift movement he already had you flopped down on his bed, he was on his knees, his face hovering just about yours. “Don't say I haven't warned you.” He leans in to give you a bunch of tingling kisses, from your cheeks to your lips, traveling down the side of your neck. He stops at the crook of your neck and playful sinks his teeth onto your tender skin. You let out a moan as he sucked on your delicate skin, leaving behind a hickey. His right hand travels under the hoodie he lent you, slowly moving up your torso. “It tickles, Xavier…” you told him as you giggled. He sat up, tugging at the hoodie and asked, “Can I take this off?” His signature puppy eyes are at it again. You weren't about to stop him even if he didn't look at you with those eyes. You just smiled and nodded at him, next thing you know, the hoodie has been flung across the room.

Xavier was saddled on top of you, looking down at your now exposed skin, his breathing becoming quicker, you could see the bulge in his pants twitching as he ran his hands over your bra covered chest. “I’m removing this as well…” he says as one of his hands travels behind your back to remove the hooks. You moved your arm over yourself, “I don't want to be the only one that's bare…” you told him nervously. Xavier took your hint and took off his shirt and threw it off the bed. You finally moved your arms to the side and let him remove your bra. “You are so beautiful. I've dreamed of undressing you many many times and it is now a reality. Do you think I can take some pictures?” He jokingly suggested. “Don't push your luck.” You told him as pout and moved your arms in to cover yourself. “Okay, okay. No pictures…… this time.” he laughs.

You lightly pound on his chest, he grabs your wrist and kisses it. With His free hand, he placed his fingers on your lips, slowly moving down your chin, neck, then to the middle of your collar bone. He then moves his hand to cup one of your breasts and lean in to suck on your hardened nipple of the other. You ran your hands in his soft hair again as you let out soft moans from the sensation of your nipples. “You feel so smooth and soft. I can't get enough of you.” He says as he switches his attention to your other nipple to give it some love.

His lips started traveling down, you couldn't help but twitch lightly, feeling ticklish and impressed. He was getting closer and closer to your most sensitive spot. He tugs at the sweatpants, wanting to wait for your approval to remove them. You slightly arched up giving him the access he needs to have both the sweatpants and your panties removed. You squeezed your knees together while his hands traveled down your thighs, brushing over your bandaged wound. He stood up at the edge of his bed and removed his own sweatpants and boxer.

You can see him clearly, his cock looks like it is twitching painfully, leaking with pre-cum. You haven't really seen any personally, but you thought he was on the big side. Compared to the ones you occasionally see in movies. You wondered if it would hurt. Xavier noticed your worried face and smiled, he grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. “Gasp! Xavier!?” You weren't expecting the sudden gesture and got scared. “Don't worry, I won't be putting it in. I just thought you wouldn't like to be the only one completely bare. For now, let me help you feel good.” He kneels down and holds the bottom of your thighs up. His eyes locked onto your clit, he moves in to kiss it, sending shivers down your spine. “Y/N, could you hold your legs for me? I want to be able to feel you with my hands.” You put your arms under your knees and hug them towards you tightly. “Such a good girl, and already so wet. This is all for me?” You were too nervous and embarrassed to say anything other than letting out moans.

He places his hands close to your folds and slightly pulls them apart with his thumbs. “Such a pretty color.” He leaned in and gave it another kiss. He starts licking your cunt all the way up your clit. “So, so sweet…” his hot breath hits you as he kisses and licks you. “Xavier… my body feels funny…” you whine and moan as he eats your pussy out. “Are you about to have your orgasm? That's fine, let it all out. I'll accept every last drop.” He has one hand holding you open while he starts jerking himself off with his other, wanting to cum the same time you do. As he strokes himself faster, his breath becomes heavier, making you more sensitive as his tongue moves in and out of your cunt.

As Xavier's tongue swishes, you could feel that you are at your peak. Your back arches and head thrown back calling out to him, “Xav-Xacier!!” You were cumming, and as promised Xavier sucking up every last drop as he also cums while he muffled his moans.

That was your first ever orgasm and you thought it felt amazing. All he did was just use his tongue and it was enough to make you come undone. Xavier carries you back up towards bed and places your head on his pillow, he cleans up after himself and lays down next to you. “I’m getting sleepy, but I don't mind if you want to go again. Just let me nap for 5 mins like this.” He pulls you into his embrace while you 2 are still fully naked. You also felt a drain of energy and thought a nap wouldn't be so bad afterall and fell asleep safely in his arms.

#shen xinghui #xavier x reader #xavier lads #lads smut #rafayel love and deepspace #love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #l&ds smut #love and deepspace fanfiction #love and deepspace smut

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miitarashi · 1 year ago

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Warning: it's another post like SFW and NSFW headcanons post to celebrate the 50 followers. Please,be aware that will be suggestive content so,if you don't like or don't feel comfortable scroll away and ignore,if you read,keep in mind that all of it is my personal opnion by the voices on my mind source. You've been warned.

[Name] = reader (neutral)

(Sorry for any mispeling words)

☆SFW headcanons☆

Let's begin with a cute one.

it's probably take a while for Tintin to notice his feelings,so haddock was always teasing him when you was with them like:

"Oh! Isn't the [Name] over there? Lookin beautiful don't ye think lad?? Go on and say it for them!"

"Lad,invite they to go with you!"

And even when,after some time it begin to be obvious (except for himself) haddock was dumbfounded.

"Lad,ye still didn't said for them yet?!"

"Said what?"

"for thousand demons- Lad,you like them!"

"Oh of course,they so joyful,undestanding,helpful and..."

"....lad"

"Oh-"

Overal,you thanked Haddock for it later.

Remember when i said that he always give a kiss of goodbye and when he came back?

If he forget,he'll walk back to give the kiss,he need it to start his day properly.

But if he remember about it too far from home,as soon he come back,will make up for it in anyway. A flower,little gift,whatever.

Sometimes you have to remind him of eating (it's basically canon that Tintin don't care too much about food,he just eat because he need to). Things always goes:

"Tintin,it's past the lunch time already"

"Sorry,i didn't noticed. I'll just finish this paragraph"

"I didn't eat and i'm waiting for you"

This always work to make him stop,look at the clock and then back for you. He sigh getting up and walking over to you with a defeated smile.

Stare. We all know that every time,mostly, he hold or follow the peoples gaze while speaking,then expect him looking dead into your eyes while saying how much he love you or just complimenting you in any way.

He do it to show how serious he is tho (words of affirmation 😌🙏🏽)

He like to go out with you,but what he love the most is just to lie down on the couch or bed with you doing nothing. It's his definition of a perfect quality time.

If you know something that can be useful about some case of his,Tintin will ask for your help right away so you don't feel left out

just don't think he'll bring you along because his utmost fear is you end up hurt or worst if you go along.

He's protective for obvious reasons.

Another thing about the stare,you can easily catch him just watching you doing whatever. Cooking,singing,reading,painting or drawing (if you know).

He's admiring and taking mental notes of your little things to compliment it later.

Tintin's a morning person so normally,when you wake up he'll probably have a mug of fresh hot coffee ready to help you wake up

He adore to see your sleepy face and messy hair,try me.

To finish,another cute one.

If he finds the clue to solve the case, with or without your help, he'll end up doing the same thing he did to Haddock.

Tintin will hug you and spin around with you in his arms, bouncing happily. Possibly giving a little kiss too just because yes 😌👌🏽

☆NSFW headcanons☆

Ok. First things first.

✨️Stare✨️

Before you could use it on him,he did it first.

The why he prefer positions that you're facing him is only to keep eye contact as much he can.

He just adore seeing your beautiful face melting in pleasure and when your eyes roll as soon he really begins to move.

If you look away. There's two things that can happen.

Or he'll grab your chin,firmily but never enough to hurt,forcing you to look at him.

Or he's gonna come closer to your ear and ask with his smooth voice,but a bit breathless by his effort:

"Don't look away Darling...eyes on me..."

If you just randomly picked up the brat persona for this time and insist to not look...

You know he's good with words,he's a writer,then you receive:

He suddenly slow down,coming back for the steady pace. His hands travelling your body to touch on every weak spot that he knows to make you even more sensitive.

"You're sensitive already...and i can make you feel it even more...so, [Name],let's see how much you can take it,shall we?"

Remember,he's cynical.

He'll do exactly it. Melting away your bratness tiring you up by overstimulation. This is his way of being "rough" since he feel a bit unease to really go hard on you.

He's protectiveness stop him from doing so because he really don't want to harm you without wanting you know?

To make he really do it,will take some time to warm him up for the idea,he's a big softy.

This can happen only when he's feeling bold enough. Not often but believe me,this will be the best even more because he tie you up when he's feeling like this.

Tintin being bold is he trying to make you vocal and quiet at the same time.

Bear with me here.

He love hearing you? Of course. But seeing you trying to be quiet and most of the times failing and crying out his name? Priceless.

And he'll even tease about it,saying something like:

"You look so adorable like this darling...let's see how much you can keep it down?" Or

"Be quiet [Name]...i don't want to disturbe Mrs Finch too much..."

Expect him saying sorry a lot for his behavior on the next day,he don't regret,just feel a bit ashemed.

Important thing: say his name.

I solely know that this is the high point for him.

Tintin loves hearing his name falling from your lips in a whimper or silent moan.

Definitily proud if he end up making you scream his name (he can. Easily. Try me)

Marks. Probably most of them will be hickyes,he only bites to tease so it don't leave a mark.

But he love receiving it. Bites,hickyes or (favorite one) back scratchs.

He like to feel that slight aching feeling from what your nails had done to his back on the day after.

Fun fact: Mrs Finch really end up complaining about the noises,he profusely said sorry with an awkaward face. After this,he closed the door letting a deep and embarrassed sigh and from this day on you two only do this when she's out lol.

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A/N: and here it is! Probably the last one of this type of headcanons and what better than doing it to celebrate 50 followers??? (I mean 52 by now lol) and again,thank you all for this,it's so good to see people really liking my content so much even when i procrastinate a lot. aNyWaYs! Very thank you and I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF Y'ALL CONSIDER YOURSELVES VIRTUALLY EMBRACED 😌❤️

#the adventures of tintin #tintin #tintin movie #tintin x reader #the adventures of tintin 2011 #tintin movie 2011 #tintin 2011

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summermoonshine · 1 year ago

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Call Of Duty : MWIII - TRAITOR SOAP

Okay, HEAR ME OUT (actually there's no one to hear me out so i'm basically writing this for me myself and my own poor sad soul).

So. Since the release of the trailer, the theory about a traitor Soap has spread, mainly because during the MWIII trailer they used the colour red on the new skin.

[I'll pretend to ignore that the headphones and the keffiyeh are identical to those worn by Ghost - which would open up many other unfortunate scenarios (: the killing of Ghost by Soap who kept the headphones and keffiyeh in memory), see below:

but let's go on for now...]

What if it was more than just the colour red? Le'ts recall that Soap was originally - or maybe purposely - sent by General Shepherd to team up with Ghost, and we know that General Shepherd later teamed up with Graves. So it would make sense that Soap didn't check for Graves' dead body after the explosion in the tank, right? (I mean, they acted like buddies from day 0...)

Also, what if Soap's anger upon the discovery of Graves' betrayal (with his famous line: ''Graves whaTTTCHA FFUCK'') was caused because THEIR secret deal was failing? This would justify why the Shadows took the trouble to search far and wide for Soap on the streets (maybe they were afraid he would spill the tea? huh), despite Graves and all the others being afraid of Ghost (he was, c'mon, who wouldn't be).

Speaking of him, it is interesting to underline how, throughout the duration of the campaign, not only is there a true character development (Ghost went from being a lone wolf to being part of a team; a team that he himself stated and claimed as his - which means the world for a creepy lonely ass like him) but there are also his ''advice'' to guide us through. He, in fact, warns us about betrayals, trust, how ''people you know can hurt you the most'' and that ''you want to be (a) better (man) than me, Johnny''. This makes me wonder: what if Ghost had sensed Soap's betrayal right from the start (or maybe he already knew it, and for this reason his first exclamation is ''Fucking Hell'' when he sees Soap before wheeling up)? Let's remember that OG Ghost was killed by General Shepherd because he trusted him. Now Soap would be doing his same mistakes: What if Ghost's ''advices'' were small clues to try to put Soap back on the right track? Again: what if, finally, Ghost took off his balaclava in front of Los Vaqueros (here's a little note: let's remember what happened with Alejandro's safehouse: they didn't trust Soap. The only one who had the coordinates was Ghost), the TF141 and Soap (who shows a more than satisfied grin after seeing Ghost without it) because it's his (Ghost's) way to settle the accounts and even the things out forever? Ghost already died once, is it now Simon's turn? (actually, i don't believe Ghost will be the one to die this time - i'm in my delulu cloud, let me be).

Lastly, i'd like to pinpoint a thing or two about Price (speaking of deaths...). In the MWIII trailer we see this scene (he's just sleepy yeah right true?!):

but let's focus on his hands:

Which ones are they clinging to? Soap's? No: Gaz. Maybe, MAYBE, he was close to the truth and that was a hint for our lad to beware of something (or maybe, someone...)? Also, where's Ghost? Why did they split? SoapxGhost and PricexGaz were almost standard pairs for MWII.

And that's talking about ''pairs'', that here i stand with my last point: amongst the various interactions and banters between Soap and Ghost during the Alone Mission, there's an interesting question that Soap asks before Ghost gives his impressive quotes about trust (although he tries to divert the answers as much as possible and to be as evasive as possible on his ideas regarding the others - later revealed during the missions, such as the arrival of Price and Gaz and the news that Laswell is still on their side which leads Ghost to say that she's ''still as solid as a rock'': so he KNOWS who to ''trust'', but he refused to admit it to Soap by choice). Soap, on the other hand, does not. That's why he asks: ''What about Captain Price?'' (read: can I trust him?). One of the answer is: ''I trust the Captain'', the other one: ''I don't trust anyone right now, even Price". Maybe, and just MAYBE, they were just already showing us some nuances of Soap's character but we didn't notice it? At least... not yet?

(Credits for the pics and gif to: @sleepyconfusedpotato @mctvsh Please, give me the credits if ya repost it, 🌱)

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howlingday · 2 years ago

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Knightshade Signals

Jaune: Hey, guys! (Sits down) How's your morning going?

Ruby: Fine.

Yang: Can't complain.

Nora: I ate a spider!

Ren: It was a pancake in the shape of a spider.

Pyrrha: Did your tie give you a lot of trouble?

Jaune: Uh, just a little bit. Say, where's Blake?

Yang: She was reading this morning, but she said she'd be down. Oh, and speak of the Grimm.

Blake: Good morning. (Sits down) Did everyone sleep well?

Pyrrha: I slept just fine.

Nora: Same.

Ren: Nora kicked me.

Jaune: I kind of got to bed late, but I slept pretty good, and woke up just fine.

Blake: I see. I also slept well.

Yang: Uh, are you sure you're not still sleepy?

Blake: No. Why do you ask?

Yang: Well, you're sitting awfully close to Vomit Boy.

Blake: Hm. So I am. I'm not invading your space, am I?

Jaune: No, not really.

Blake: That's good.

Ruby: (Thinking) Huh... She is sitting pretty close. But if Jaune's okay with it.

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Blake: (Opens the door) Sorry I'm late. Professor Ozpin wanted to have a word with me.

Oobleck: Yes, yes. He informed me well beforehand. Please take your seat.

Blake: Yes, Doctor. (Sits next to Jaune)

Jaune: Glad you made it.

Blake: I'm glad to be here.

Pyrrha: (Glances over, Thinking) Was it just me, or did Jaune's eyebrows just raise at seeing Blake? Ah, I'm overthinking things, I'm sure.

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Blake: (Taps Jaune's shoulder) Jaune.

Jaune: Huh? Wha?

Blake: You fell asleep.

Jaune: Oh, yeah... Sorry, I was studying and, uh...

Blake: It's fine. The lunch bell just rang.

Jaune: (Yawns) Did Professor Port notice me?

Blake: (Holding Jaune's hand) No, he was telling us how he killed a Deathstalker with his bare hands again.

Jaune: Oh, that one. I like that one.

Blake: It's one of his better stories.

Port: Hmph! (Thinking) To think the lad could sleep during study time! But he has such a dear friend to guide him right. And one who keeps her hands soft yet firm on him! Ah, the summer day springtime of youth...

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Nora: Jaune, have you seen my fork collection?

Jaune: (Reading) Isn't it under your desk drawer?

Nora: No, that's the spoon diorama.

Jaune: Have you tried the closet corner?

Nora: Nope, not yet. Thanks, Jaune!

Jaune: No problem.

Nora: Hey, Blake.

Blake: Hello, Nora. Hello, Jaune.

Jaune: (Looks up from reading) Hey, Blake.

Blake: Jaune, have you seen Weiss around anywhere? Or Ruby? Yang's down in the gym, working on arm day with Sun.

Jaune: Is Neptune with them?

Blake: I think so.

Jaune: Weiss probably isn't far away, then. As for Ruby, well, she's probably over with them, too.

Blake: I'm not sure how I missed them.

Jaune: They can be pretty sneaky. Need some company?

Blake: I was about to ask you the same thing.

Jaune: I won't say no to it.

Blake: I was going to say that, too.

Nora: (Thinking) That's weird. Why didn't he talk that much with me? Wait, what was I- Oh, right! Closet corner!

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Jaune: (Arms crossed) I'm telling you guys. I'm an open book; you can ask me anything.

Ruby: Okay! What's the best video game?

Jaune: Ninja Kung-Fu Ultimate Deathslayer 2 in my opinion.

Ruby: Eh, the first one was better.

Yang: Who do you have a crush on?

Jaune: W-Well, uh, I did like Weiss for a while.

Weiss: Ugh! Moving on. Where are you from?

Jaune: Around South Vale, a little village named Ansel. Anything else?

Blake: How are you today?

Jaune: Hm... (Opens arms, Rest hands behind head) Ah, well, my morning was kinda off, but I feel like I'm picking up.

Blake: That's good.

Yang: (Thinking) Why'd he bring his arms up like that? Heck, why were they crossed in the first place?

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Blake: (Sighs) So much for simple field training. (Plucks debris off her outfit)

Jaune: (Rolls up sleeves) Yeah, and I don't know how they got inside, but they did, and I'm itchy.

Blake: You should wear something to cover your wrists better.

Jaune: Would they get stuck on your wrists?

Blake: No. See?

Jaune: (Takes wrist, Turns) Huh... Guess not. Oh, but you do have something here.

Blake: Where?

Jaune: On your neck. Do you mind if I...?

Blake: Sure. (Lifts chin)

Jaune: Yeah, see? It was just a... little... (Flushes) Anyway, we should get back to the others and-

Blake: Jaune, wait.

Jaune: Y-Yeah?

Blake: Do you... like me?

Jaune: I, well, uh...

Blake: I'm not asking for anything big and complicated. Simply yes or no.

Jaune: Y-Yeah, I do like you.

Blake: I see. (Pecks his cheek, Blushes) Then I guess the feeling is mutual.

Jaune: Yeah, I guess it is. Oh, and Blake?

Blake: Yes?

Jaune: (Pecks her cheek) To, uh, get you back.

Blake: (Smiles) That's fair.

Ren: (Watching from afar, Thinking) I knew it.

#rwby #jaune arc #knightshade #ruby rose #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #nora valkyrie #lie ren #pyrrha nikos #blake belladonna #peter port #bartholomew oobleck

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emotionally-creative-rogue · 1 year ago

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DOMINATION LINES!!

THANK YOU @caramelcheesegay FOR COMING UP WITH 90% OF THESE, ILY<333

DOMINATED:

Scout:

-“Can’t stun me if you can’t hit me! I’m a freakin’ blur, dipshit!”

-“I am ALWAYS gonna dodge that. When will you LEARN, man?”

-“Oh, oh, oh! I’m STUNNED at how bad you’re doin’!”

Soldier:

-“Don’t swing your puny stick at me, maggot! You come from fake America!!!”

-“I AM IMPERVIOUS TO ALL OF YOUR ATTACKS, SYRUP-SLURPER!”

-“Get off the battlefield and go play some hockey, weakling!”

Demo:

-“Aye, I bet you thought it’d be easy ta kill me, didn’t’che? Well, iaarrghhnnn *snore*.”

-“You call tha’ a grenade?? Me blind Mum farts worse than that wee thing!”

-“Don’ come a’ me in those ghoulish boots lad, I’ll blast ‘em right offa yer feet!”

Engie:

-“You’re just a little piece a’ sentry fodder now, aren’t’cha?”

-“You make for some real shitty target practice, son.”

-“Tell me ‘bout those stun grenades sometime, yeah?”

Heavy:

-“Ha! Leetle bug man is crushed. Like bug. Leetle bug. Feed you to Archimedes, Buggy.”

-“Small jumpy man- not Scout? There are two small jumpy men???”

-“You think loud noise and bright light are enough to take down Heavy??? I am killing you now!!”

Medic:

-“Oohoo! Free organs! Young, too!”

-“Ach, that reminds me- I need to feed my birds.”

-“Ohhh, sorry little boy! Go play with your crayons, ja?”

Sniper:

-“Piss off, y’ jumpy git. Bloody grasshopper…”

-“Awh, get quicker next time, won’tcha?”

-“Dead like a ‘roo on the side o’ the road!”

Spy:

-“For someone named ‘The Rogue’, you are certainly a pack thinker.”

-“Oho! I am *stunned* by your lack of skill!”

-“Not so *Dexx*trous now, hm?”

DOMINATING:

Scout:

-“No runnin’ in the halls, freshman!”

-“Bonk? More like thonk, eh? ‘Cause that’s the sound your hollow head makes when I hit ya!”

-“Hah! Too slow!”

Soldier:

-“Y'know, a 3" piece of rubber can do a lotta damage, Trench Monkey!”

-“Hah! Oh, I mean- I'm sooo soooorey aboot tha', Bud! (snicker)”

-“A cat on a sloped roof is braver than the entire U.S. Military, Booklicker!”

Pyro:

-“Ack! Sorry, Firecracker!”

-“Oh shit, I think I’m still on fire. Damn it, these were my favorite pants!”

-“Hey we're, uh, still on for s'mores later... right?”

Demo:

-“Pen's mightier than the sword, cyclops! Get it? 'Cause I'm an artist and you- yeah, nevermind”

-“Someone must have put a little sleepy sauce in your mickeys, bud, ‘cause you are NOT on top of it today!”

-“Smile and wait for the flash!”

Heavy:

-“Somebody order ten thousand pounds a’ dead weight? (Snort)”

-“It’s really hard to miss your pressure points, y’know.”

-“Move it, ya big lug! You’re in the way!”

Engineer:

-“GRENAAAAAADE! I WIN! Ya proud of me, da-uhhh.. dude?”

-“See ya round, Daaaeengie! I said Engie. Short for Engineer. That is you. You are- I’ll go.”

-“Bam! And another one down, and another one down! ANOTHER ONE BITES THE BO STAFF!!”

Medic:

-“oohohoh, Maybe I can try some experiments on you this time!- Y'know, put your lessons to good use!”

-“Doc, you seriously gotta take care of your health. Damn hypocrite... (Mocking voice) 'Do az I say, not az I do!' my ass!”

-“Guess that's what happens when you don't follow your own advice, thanks for the hands-on lesson!”

Sniper:

-“There, away from the noise now! Just how you like it, Dee!”

-“You may wink at your opponents, but ya gotta take the shot as well, y'know! Can't charm 'em to death!”

-“I just... un-cozied your... camper. I'm having a bad day please be nice.”

Spy:

-“Crisse de connard! -Aheh, not used to gettin' berated in your own language, eh?”

-“Va te faire foutre, merde de con!”

-“Bein Tabarnak, it feels good to turn the tables! Hah, deserved!”

Taunt ideas:

-Using the Bo-Staff as a microphone

-Using the bo-staff as a rifle(making fun of sniper)

-Juggling the stun grenades, almost dropping one and catching it in time before glancing around to see if anyone saw him and putting them away again

OCS:

DOMINATED:

Strat (@emotionally-stressed-strategist):

-“How are you this bad? I’m dominating you with a PEN, Rogue, A PEN.”

-“Rock, skull. Man down.”

-“One less dot on the map- don’t come back, yeah?”

Arrow (@emotionally-dead-archer):

-"Hah! Gotcha! Oh, gotta love a little sibling rivalry, am I right?"

-“Bigger sibling? Not really.”

-“Hey! My aim is getting better! Thanks for the target practice!”

DOMINATING:

Strat:

-“I’m done bein’ your wingman if you keep this up.”

-“That’s what happens when you steal my art supplies!”

-“How do you still not have ink poisoning? Dude, seriously.”

Arrow:

-“There! I make for a pretty good role model! You get to see my stuff first-hand!”

-“You're adopted. Sorry.”

-“I think it's almost bedtime, kiddo.”

Jet (@emotionally-broken-robot):

-"Hey, uh, does this count as Softwaregore?"

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throwmeabonepleaseandthankyou · 6 months ago

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S/O is an anthro dog monster, specifically a Pomeranian.

Pomeranians (commonly) get a more round shape up/hair cut at the groomers.

How do the skeles react to that? Not only that, but pomeranians are very fluffy and all, so whenever skele sink their hand into their fur, it just kinda sinks slightly past their wrist.

woof

Quick note, due to the species, s/o will be tiny. About 4'11 to be exact. For comparison, Sans is about 5'1. Little lad.

And for s/o's coat, we're going to go with a cream sable for coat color(which is the blonde with black markings) and a thick-ish coat that way you can get that, what is called, a teddy bear cut. 👍

Also, I ain't doing everyone because it makes me sleepy. Please add characters to your requests when you make them! :)

Any new asks without them will be ignored!

Sans : He's not very used to people being smaller than him, so a little woofer coming up to him and giving him kisses never fails to take him off guard. Why he does like his personal space, he also enjoys the kisses. Please, more, he begs of you. He makes a point of calling s/o "teddy" or "sheep" when he sees them, especially right after a haircut.

Papyrus : He sits in awe each time they come home they come home from their hair appointment. He gives them a compliment before going back to vacuuming the ceiling. Yeah, I'm not too sure either.

Cobalt : He chuckles when he sees their new haircut, seeming amused. When they ask what he's laughing at, he says "Nothing, you just look like a lil' stuffie." and keeps cooking. A flick to the skull should fix him.

Honey : His pupils lights up at the sight, before letting out applause, giving his s/o the ego boost they both need and deserve. Very nice, very nice.

Red : He is half asleep when they come home, lounging on the couch, still in his dirty work clothes, covered in motor oil and grease. This man knows little about style or cleanliness, only getting into his right mind set when beat with a pillow. Go, attack, dear s/o. He needs to go shower anyways. Dirty skeleton.

Edge : He is too distracted when they come home, too busy with his nose in his papers. Multiple failed attempted to get his attention result in s/o pouting on the couch, growling to themselves. When he's finally not busy, s/o is giving him the cold shoulder. They wanted his attention and now they have it, but now they want nothing to do with him?? Doomfanger help him out her- oh now you too?!

Nox : He watches them parade around, all proud and happy with their new haircut, smiling as he sips his coffee. He's acting all tough on the outside, but on the inside, he's thinking of all the ways he can decorate their fur.

Rus : "Nooo, your beautiful hair!" He sarcastically cries at their feet. He does this everytime. Pay him no mind.

#undertale #undertale asks #undertale headcanons #undertale imagines #undertale au #underswap #swapfell purple #underfell

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sezja · 8 months ago

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Morning

(Note: This story is set before Jeryk started identifying as a boy.)

"Thaffe."

"Mm..."

"Thaffe! C'mon, wake up!"

Reluctantly, Thaffe drags his eyes open. It's early, so early - but not so early Jeryk isn't already wide-awake and impatient, clearly having waited exactly as long as she means to for him to wake of his own accord. She's kneeling on the floor by his bed, arms folded on the edge of the mattress, eyeing him with a fierce intensity in her green eyes.

She's cracked one of the shutters open, and Light spills into the room, as glaringly insistent as she is. It pins a halo on Jeryk's frizzy golden hair... and makes Thaffe consider retreating back under the blankets where it's safe and dark.

Something of the thought must've shown on his face, because Jeryk frowns. With all the wounded betrayal a seven-year-old can muster, she declares, "You said you wanted to come with me this morning!"

He did say that. He remembers saying it last night, while they were whispering conspiratorially under the blankets so Jeryk's parents wouldn't hear - it'd seemed like a grand idea: watching the morning shift miners ride off in the trolley while the rest of the town slept. Jeryk's been doing it for a week now, sneaking out of bed. Thaffe had finally asked what his friend was up to - though maybe he should've guessed all along. And he'd let himself be talked into coming along this morning.

But it'd seemed like a better idea before he realized it'd mean getting out of bed so early.

As he hesitates, though, Jeryk's lower lip quivers.

"Fine, I'm coming," he grumbles, tossing the blanket off and blinking in the Light. Jeryk grins, revealing two proud gaps in her teeth, before bounding eagerly toward the door.

"Come on, come on, we'll be late and we'll miss it!"

Still bleary-eyed, Thaffe follows in his excited friend's wake through the house, letting her chatter about the trolley wash over him. Ardin, Jeryk's father, is already awake as well, working on some small project on the kitchen table - he spares the children an amused glance as they pass through, lifting an eyebrow at Thaffe's presence, but he says nothing to halt them. Thaffe had wondered if Jeryk's parents - his own foster parents - knew what their child was up to every morning.

Evidently, no one's surprised.

Outside, the town feels strange: quieter, emptier than Thaffe's used to. Jeryk continues babbling, leading the way, untroubled - all that matters to her is the trolley, of course. The heart of town is a little busier: weary miners making their way to the trolley, hauling themselves and their tools up the ladder to find a seat. They talk among themselves, too quiet for Thaffe to make out, but he recognizes most of them, even through his drowsy haze.

There's Guthjon, who winks at the two of them as he spots their approach. "Ah, poor Thaffe," he says, leaning down over the trolley's railing. "She's got you wrapped around her finger already!"

"Thaffe wanted to see the trolley today, too," Jeryk says cheerily, ignoring - or not noticing - the tease. "So I brought him along."

"He looks fit to doze off on his feet, poor tyke," another miner says, laughing. "We'll never make a miner out of you, lad!"

He's too sleepy to think of a proper retort, and when he opens his mouth to do so, he only yawns - and the moment is gone. He can't claim he's not half-asleep, not when they're both standing here in their bedclothes anyway. Jeryk might be wide-awake and bushy-tailed, but Thaffe plans to go right back to sleep the moment she decides it's time to go home.

"Right, out of the way, you two! Jeryk, you know the rules." That's Skuli's father, Thaffe realizes with a jolt - surprised, though he's not sure why. Magnus is one of the senior engineers now, now that many of the mystel have begun packing up and leaving Twine behind. There are few engineers present this morning, and he supposes Magnus could just as easily be there to see off his wife, one of the miners heading out for the day. He gently waves them off.

He doesn't have much time to ruminate on it, though, before Jeryk seizes his hand and hauls him up the stairs of the scaffolding above the trolley. "We have to stay out of their way," she informs him, matter-of-factly, taking the stairs two at a time, never mind her short legs (or Thaffe's bleariness). "Otherwise the Talos will step on us!"

Thaffe's not sure that's true.

But he's not sure he wants to find out, either.

Besides, it does give them a good view of the trolley: the miners all sitting together on the car, chatting among themselves as they wait for the last stragglers to make their way over - some of them looking just as tired as Thaffe himself, and with a full day's work ahead of them! Magnus and his wife, Agna, share a quiet conversation while they wait, while Magnus performs a perfunctory check of the rails.

And then the Talos stirs.

It's easy, Thaffe thinks, to grow accustomed to the hulking thing from a distance. Every child in Twine knows to stay well away from the tracks and the Talos, if only because the Stoneworks will have their hides if anything damages the golems. He's mostly seen them from a safe distance, then, returning the trolleys home and setting out with the next batch of miners; he's never seen them quite so close. This one steps out from beneath him, shaking the ground with every step, rattling the scaffolding.

Jeryk beams, clapping in eager excitement.

Thaffe finds he's grinning too, clutching the scaffolding and leaning over to watch the Talos step ponderously into position. Each step makes the earth tremble, like a pulse - the pulse of Twine itself, the heart of the town. The giant takes hold of the trolley as it does each morning, looming over it, ready to set off.

Thaffe realizes he's holding his breath.

With a great sparking of the trolley's wheels, the Talos pushes onward, heaving the miners off to their work for the day. Jeryk bounces to her feet, cheering it on, clapping as if they've just witnessed a performance rather than the same mundane process the miners carry out each morning... but maybe she's right, after all. Maybe there is something special about the trolleys. Thaffe still feels the Talos' footsteps in his bones, long after the golem has vanished into the distance.

"See? See? Isn't it incredible?" Jeryk's eyes are bright; her cheeks flushed. "I told you you'd like it!"

"You did," he admits, ruffling her messy hair. "You did, at that."

"So you'll come tomorrow, too?"

With the excitement fading, he finds he's still sleepy; he wants very much to climb right back into bed and sleep 'til Jeryk's mother comes to wake them properly. The idea of getting up so early again makes him want to yawn again. But the eager glitter in Jeryk's eyes and the memory of the Talos' steps thrumming in his veins are compelling, too.

So what he says is, "Of course I will."

#twine boys #thaffe morhand #jeryk motplowe #my writing #and then thaffe was hooked on trolleys too <3

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andrew-buchan-fansite · 9 months ago

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Interview with Andrew Buchan, Writer and Creator of Passenger from the ITV Presspack

So, can you just tease what Passenger is about in a few sentences for us? Passenger is about someone going missing in a small Lancashire village, the ripple effect of that on the community and how the town folds in on itself as a result. It’s set in a town called Chadder Vale, a tiny little pinprick of a village on the Lancashire/Yorkshire border nestled in this valley, it’s full of people just going about their business, full of small businesses, a place of safety, security, people who've lived there all their lives. People might not know, but I grew up in Bolton and obviously there's a rich vein of humour running through a lot of northern towns and having grown up in and amongst that and the way that people react specifically to extremes with humour has always interested and fascinated me. I thought if I could write something about a small, tight-knit community and kind of use some kind of extreme event to detonate that humour, then that might be interesting. That northern dialogue that I've heard and loved all my life, and the way people approach and react to huge events in a northern way has always made me laugh and interested me in equal measure. I just wanted to get it down on paper and hopefully create characters that feel real and true, that people can relate to and use that to explore these bigger things.

Was it nice to be creative in a different way to being in front of the camera? Yes, definitely. I mean, acting's where my heart is, but I would say writing is a close second and something that I've kind of always done in little fragments throughout the years, be it writing on the back of bus receipts or in coffee shops, asking the waitress for a pad and a pen so I could quickly jot down an idea. But I don't think it's just me. I think it's loads of actors, actresses who reach a point maybe in their mid-forties, which is where I am, and they think, well, I've been on the receiving end of scripts now for about 20 years now and I feel like I should start the seed of an idea or I should, try and create something and put myself in the arena. I've spoken to loads of actor mates who've all said similar things, I'm certainly not out on my own here. Can you talk a bit more about the cast, where you involved in the casting process? Yeah, I got to see all of the casting tapes, and some extraordinary people who, again, I feel very grateful they took the time to learn the lines and went up for it. The cast that we've assembled has been extraordinary. I wrote the role for Wunmi, she was two years below me at drama school and we hung out a little bit. She's a Manc and I'm from Bolton, so there was that kind of connection, but i've always thought she was an extraordinary actress. Randomly a few years back, I'd agreed to present the best supporting actress BAFTA and Wunmi was on that list, obviously, I had no idea who was going to win it and I opened the envelope, and she won it. That was just a glorious moment of me presenting the award to a mate. The thing about her character Riya is that I wrote a person. I didn't write a police officer. I just tried to write a person who happened to be a police officer. I don't have the intelligence to write a Line of Duty-type thing! That's for people who are far more adept at writing than I am. But I could write a human and that's what Riya is. She's just this restless force, this hurricane trapped in this sleepy village who's wanting to push against the limits, push against the walls and wake people up from their apathy and I just thought, Wunmi would thrive in that part, knowing what I did of her. She's an extraordinary actress and has pushed Riya to the limit and it's wonderful to watch. Can you talk about some of the themes that run through the show? I’d say one of the big themes isn't just about being an outsider, it's fear. I've grown up with it. I've seen it in lads and lasses that I've been to school with. Fear of change, fear of being different, fear of daring to do something that they're good at. You know in life, particularly if you’re a guy from a certain environment you act in the way that you're meant to act, and there's a pressure on you to act and speak in a certain way and be tough. And that's your lot. So it’s about fear, the fear of change, growth, failure. You wouldn’t expect the events that occur in this series to happen in a place like Chadder Vale. Why did you want to make that juxtaposition? Yeah, I think the thing about the plot is I did want to juxtapose the epic and the traditional. I thought that would be fascinating. I thought if I could make something extreme happen to that village, just kind of out there in the background enough for them to go, ‘Wow, actually, what is that? What is going on there? But tonally I wanted to take that to the extreme. I wanted to be bold. I think sometimes you will watch a show that will dare to do something different and sometimes they fail, or there'll be other times you will watch them succeed . And so, I wanted to take that risk.

#andrew buchan #wunmi mosaku #passenger #press pack #interview

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tinytinybumblebee · 2 years ago

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hello!!! You know what I'm here foooorrrrr!! Baby Bill!! (featuring baby Joel!!) :D

So, I saw this video about this bunny and duck duo being together and eating strawberries, and it immediately reminded me of tiny Joel and Bill 😭😭

Like, it would be a nice, summers day, and Frank decided it was perfect to go outside for the day!! So, he let both Joel and Bill wonder around for a bit (probably pre-preparing with sunscreen and hats for each of the boys ;w;), letting them touch the grass and look at all the pretty flowers that Frank and big Bill have grown for the past few years.

Now, Frank had been lucky to find so many strawberry seeds out in the open!! (he checked to see if it had anything like with the infected on them first ofc) And he just had to use them all!! So, most of them had been just ripe and perfect to use for jams and such!! But there are two lil guys outside too... and I KNOW they both like strawberries so much (more Joel than Bill probably, but let's just say they both do equally :>) And you know what happens when you leave a favorite fruit/food out in the open with a little around...

So Joel just sees these big, red, beautiful looking strawberries and gasps, 'this is that yummy fruit i've had before!! :0 And there's so many!!' And just stares at them XD Bill just looks over to him, and just see what's happening and shakes his head 'we can' eat those, Frankie gonna get mad at us!!' Bill (probably) says, but Joel just shakes his head 'no, he's not!! an' look! there's so many of em!! :00'

And before you know it, Joel already has a few strawberries stuffed in his mouth, with some in his hands XDDD and his face n hands just get all covered in red!! And Bill's just panicking a bit, thinking that there gonna get in trouble!! Buuuuuut, Joel puts a strawberry in his mouth, and he forgets what he was thinking about XD

Frank is a bit suspicious on why it's so quiet... he had been attending to some sunflowers, while the boy's had been playing a bit (but ofc keeping a close eye on them both :>), and just knows there might be a little mistif going on... so he walks around, starting to hear little giggles and babbles as he does, and immediately sees two lil guys, giggling with red on their hands and face... and strawberries in their mouths...

At least it wasn't that many, but Frank was a lil disappointmented XDD But he just walks over to the two and kneels in front of them, putting on a whole act with gasping and everything XD 'oh my goodness! who has been eating my strawberries??? some little critters must've come along without me noticing!! have you both seen them??'

And Joel and Bill and just giggling, shaking their heads, and Frank just coos a bit, finding how cute they both are... even with the messy faces and hands- he'll clean them up soon though XD and then he just gasps again 'have you two been eating my strawberries??? how could you! oh my heart has been broken!! now come here!!' And he just starts to tickle the two's sides, making them both squeal and giggle loudly ;w;

Later on, all three of them all get back inside the house after a very long day of playing outside, and both boy's have been washed and cleaned, and now both sleeping together on the floor (with that big ol quilt :D), just arms wrapped around each other (with Bill making soft sleepy coos :>), and Frank may or may not be snaking on a few strawberries himself as he makes some homemade jam :]

The strawberry bandits!!!!! Oh my GOSH😭💖💖💖

Just the two little lads, sitting on a blanket (because Bill probably doesn't like the feeling of prickly grass and, Joel would probably be ripping the grass out so, it best to have them seated on a blanket for everyone's sake xD) out in the garden, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the distant humming of Frank as he's tending to the sunflowers.

Of course, strawberries are veryyyyy tantalizing, they're bright red, kinda shaped like hearts and, they're growing on the ground, the exact place tiny one's can easily get to!!!

Bill's fear of getting in trouble is instantly gone the moment he's got the sweet taste of strawberry in his mouth- then it's the duckling and bunny, happily eating their berries!!

Oooh Frank is so sad at this moment that he doesn't have a camera, to capture this moment of his two boys just, giggling, covered in the strawberry juices/bits xD♡♡♡ He joins in on their giggles when Bill explains they're just trying to help!! There were sooo many berries, too many for Frank to carry!!

All cleaned up and tuckered out from their afternoon playing, Joel and Bill are fast asleep, probably dreaming of strawberry fields while Frank occasionally peeks into the living room to check up on them-

And for dessert, that night is strawberry jam on toast💖🍓

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #tlou #joel miller #bill and frank

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lukascout · 4 months ago

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Guess I'm The New Scout!

Story 5 - House Warming

The hum of Sniper's van buzzed through Luka's head as he kept his eyes shut. It was a little difficult for him to sleep in a car at his age. Then again, he had sleeping problems for ages. Doesn't hurt to try anyway.

“Oi, lad. We're here.” Sniper whispered as he gently tapped him on the shoulder. Luka opened his eyes as the engine quieted down after the long drive. He took a look out the window to find the sun had only just started to rise. A knock on the door took his attention away.

“You good, lad?”

“Oh sorry! Just spaced out a bit!” Luka giggled as he stepped out of the door, only to be tackle-hugged from the left by a rather energetic Demoman.

“Welcome to our home, laddie!” He roared with laughter. The one-eyed bomber was being a too bit loud and affectionate for the crack of dawn.

“O-Oh uh… Uhm… Th-Thank you!” Luka stuttered as he felt too stunned to do anything but accept it.

Sniper pinched his brow at the commotion and groaned, “Demoman, it's too goddamn early for this.”

“Oh, come off it! Scoot would be celebratin’ with us!”

Sniper's annoyance melted away into a look of hurt. Demoman quickly realized that it was maybe not the best thing to say. “Ahh, cripe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-”

“‘S alright, mate. I get ya.”

Luka, whose shoulders were still wrapped up in Demoman's right arm, glanced back and forth between the men. It didn't make him nervous but it did get his mind wondering. Who was “Scout”? Was he beloved amongst his teammates? What was he like? Would he have liked Luka had circumstances been better? He kept these questions to himself for the time being. There was something more immediate on his mind.

“Uhm, Demoman?” Luka said before tapping him on the arm.

“Huh? Oh! Sorry, laddie!” Demoman laughed as he let go of the lad.

Luka energetically scampered about the yard the minute he was free from the Scotsman’s grasp. He was happy to finally be outside in a less hectic setting. The happy little lad explored all the little nooks and crannies of the front yard; a nice looking wooden porch, a rustic fence surrounding the house, trees that sparsely scattered about the land, and finally a decent sized fire pit. Luka couldn't help but wonder if he'd get to roast marshmallows over it one day. The house itself was lovely too, a wide two-story building painted red with some weathering that made the wooden planks look like sweet apples.

“You likin’ it here so far, son?” Engineer asked, seemingly coming out of nowhere.

Luka jumped but relaxed when he saw it was the Engineer. “Oh! Yeah, yeah! Sure is a nice change of pace from, well, the battlefields and whatnot.”

“Heh. I had a feeling you'd like it here. Anyway, I'm gonna head inside and make breakfast, how do you take your coffee?”

Luka perked up the instant he heard the words “make” and “coffee”. “Can I help? I always made the coffee back at my place!”

Engineer was a bit surprised, considering how long the ride home was and how sleepy the lad looked. “Ya sure? You look a little beat, son.”

The now hyperactive lad responded by giddily stamping his feet with what sounded like barking, which was more of a quick succession of “wan”, which Engineer couldn't help but chuckle at. “Alright, alright. Settle down there. You know how to cook too?”

“A little, just give me some direction and I'm on it!”

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After breakfast, Engineer gave Luka a tour of the sharehouse. It was rather nice and cozy on the inside, surprisingly. Luka was under the impression it'd be a lot more gritty and “manly”. You know, the type of “manly” that apparently meant being boring and dull. The flowery wallpaper decorated the walls of the open living space, featuring an entertainment center in the corner complete with a decently sized TV and two big red couches. Above them was a loft that overlooked the room lined with doors, one of them being the bathroom. Engineer went over some house rules, RED’s general schedule, and what to do in case anything breaks.

“Now, just to be sure you remember, what do you do if you see anything electrical broken?”

“Don't touch anything and run straight to you!”

“Great! We don't want anyone gettin’ hurt with no way to come back now, don't we?” Engineer laughed.

It was a rather morbid thought but Luka found himself laughing anyway. Engineer led Luka up the stairs to the loft and stopped at one of the rooms, knocking before opening the door. Luka peered inside and scanned the room. What met his eyes was a smaller room with a bunk bed against the wood grain wall with just enough space for a dresser and a few other belongings. What struck him as odd was the boxes in the open closest next to what he could only assume was Sniper's clothes. He tilted his head curiously as his mind wandered once again.

“Sorry about the boxes, we haven't been able to store them away since we've been busier than usual these past few months.” Engineer said. “Sniper will be bunking with you for the rest of the cold season. He normally lives in his van when it's warmer.”

“Oh yeah?” Luka responded, not taking his curious gaze away from the boxes.

Engineer noticed the lad's gaze trailed to the boxes in the closet. “Something wrong?”

Luka wasn't sure if he should say what was on his mind but he wasn't sure if he should keep it in either. His emotions did tend to get the better of him when he bottled things up. Maybe…

“Hey… What happened to this Scout guy I keep hearing about?”

Engineer's expression shifted into visible discomfort as a lump got caught in his throat. “We… We don't know.”

“Fuck, I'm so sorry! I knew it was a bad idea to-”

“No! No, son. I understand you have some questions.” Engineer cleared his throat. “The truth is; we don't know. He came to his shift like any other day and… then he was gone by the end of it.”

“So… He just up and vanished?” Luka asked.

“Long-short of it. All I remember is that he wanted to tell Sniper something before he disappeared. We’ve been lookin’ into it long before you showed up. Nothin’...”

Luka looked a little dejected by the news. He hoped he would be able to actually meet the guy one day but that seemed unlikely. “Hope he turns up… A-Anyway, I'm gonna unpack, see you later.”

“Don't forget to give Medic your files, he’s gonna need those. The medbay's in the basement.”

Luka nodded and started to look for some space to put his clothes away. He opened up the topmost drawer but quickly closed it with a red face when he saw a flash of undies. Luckily the one below was completely empty, save for a single baseball. He picked up the well battered ball and inspected it with a pang in his stomach. This was no doubt the previous Scout’s ball. Man, it just stinks. Luka was really looking forward to meeting him. Then again, there was a reason he was here in the first place. Everything happens for a reason, right?

After Luka packed up his clothes and sketchbook, he grabbed his medical files and headed to the basement. It took him a little longer than expected to find the basement door.

Wait, did Dell show me the basement door or did I forget where it was? Ugh… I hate having a terrible memory…

“Looking for somezing?” A sharp voice cut through Luka's train of thought. The lad spun around to be met with the Spy. The rose tinted assassin stared him down with a clear but reserved disdain that made Luka a bit uncomfortable.

“O-Oh, hi! Uhm… I was just looking for the basement because-”

Spy observed the lad's discomfort and made his expression melt into something less intimidating. “Apologies for interrupting, but I never properly welcomed you to our team.” Spy said with a strategically forced smile that he hoped Luka would not see through.

“O-Oh! Thank you! Anyway, do you know where the basement is? Because I have files I need to-” Luka was cut off by the tip of Spy's butterfly knife gently pressed against his chin. He silently panicked as his gaze trailed from the tip of the knife to Spy's cold gaze. He wanted to scream for help but what would happen if he did?

“I'm going to say zis once, I do not believe zis life is right for you.” Spy lifted Luka up by his chin with his knife. “But as long as you are here, zere will be expectations. Do not disappoint us, Scout. Do I make myself clear?”

Luka gulped, which was made painful with the knife still just barely digging into his skin. “Y-Yes, sir!”

Spy gave a satisfactory smirk. “Excellent. Enjoy ze rest of your day, garcon.” He freed the knife from underneath his chin. Luka ragdolled back first against the door behind him, clutching his medical files tighter than before. “Ah, I almost forgot. Did you say you were looking for ze basement?”

“Y-Yeah?” Luka responded weakly.

“Check behind you.” Spy said as he walked away.

Luka looked confused for a second until he looked at the door behind him labeled “basement” with a graphic of a medical cross and a wrench below the label. Luka smacked himself on the forehead, cursing himself for losing everything a foot in front of him. As he decended into the basement slowly, he looked back on the amount of venom behind the way he said “Scout”, which sent his mind reeling with questions. Was there a reason for this? What was his his relationship with him? Were they close? Rivals? Hated each other? Why did he direct so much vitriol towards him, the new “Scout”? Cause as far as Luka could tell, he had done nothing to him. Questions for another day, perhaps. He was fortunately able to spot the medbay without any trouble. He knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” A voice asked from the other side.

“It's me, Luka. Dell told me to give you my files.”

“Ah, right! Come in, come in!”

As soon as Luka entered the room, the smell of medicine, blood, and God knows what else hit his nose rather harshly. He coughed a bit in response. His eyes wandered around the room, he was rather unnerved by the sight of surgical tools and somewhat bloodstained operating tables. He handed over the files with shakey hands.

“Uhm… Are you alright, Hartman? You look a little pale.” Medic asked as he took the files from Luka.

“S-Spy welcomed me to team.” Luka said exhaustedly.

“Oh ja, he has a bit of an odd sense of humor. He'll varm up to you eventually!”

It was a bit of an underreaction but Luka found it comforting enough to laugh in response. “Here's hoping.”

“Be here tomorrow morning after breakfast, I need to give you a physical to keep your charts up to date!” Medic said as he started reading through the files.

Luka groaned and started heading back upstairs to take a power nap. Once he got to his room, he plugged in his phone and fell like a log onto his bed.

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A few hours later, Luka groggily woke up and headed downstairs to the kitchen to grab his second coffee of the day. However, he came face to chest to Heavy as he was walking. He squeaked as he scrambled to apologize for bumping into him.

“New Scout…” Luka froze when he was addressed. “Name is Luka, da?”

“Y-Yes.”

The giant stared Luka down for a few moments as the lad awkwardly stared up. Heavy reached for the top of his head, which made Luka winced and screw his eyes shut. When a smack to the head didn't come like he thought it would, he cautiously opened an eye to see that Heavy pulled back his hand and softened his expression. The lad tilted his head in questioning. Heavy reached out again but slower, carefully gauging his reactions. Luka stood as still as he could and shut his eyes again, but then he felt a giant hand ruffle through his hair. His eyes shot open in surprise as he looked up to see a much warmer look on Heavy’s face. With a string of happy barking, he stood on the tips of his toes to nudge into the hand that was now playfully scratching the side of his face.

Heavy let out a soft chuckle. “See? Little Dog is good now, da?”

Despite Spy's warning (Or was it a threat? Who knows?), Luka started to think that maybe things weren't going to be so bad. But then another thought occurred to him that made the lad scream at himself internally.

SHIT, I FORGOT TO TELL BIG SIS I'M OK.

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