#I’m running out of tag ideas so ima go now

[conniewoof]

I cant stop drawing V in this pose after I drew her like that for her ref sheet for whateverthefuck au. We haven’t been really focusing or even trying to find ideas for the au, so for now till it’s decided it’s the whateverthefuck au.

[larz-barz]

ik that i was gonna draw out that idea i had for the Suzuki siblings angst but it’s not looking right so ima write it instead-

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Separated

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Warning(s)/info: Abuse, crying, attempted murder, Aika is @uponthefantasy’s oc, Milo and Michio are 3 and 6 at the start then 12 and 15 after the timeskip

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i apologize in advance

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Aika stared at her older brother in anger. “Haruki, leave her alone! She’s just a child!” She tries to help Milo stand after Haruki had roughly slammed her into the wall.

Michio helps his baby sister up and holds her protectively as their Aunt Aika stands in front of them, guarding both children from their uncle.

“Aika, move out of my way! She’s a demon and she deserves everything I do to her and more!” Haruki yells and Aika slaps him.

“She’s a yokai, not a demon! And even if she were a demon, she’s done nothing wrong at all! She deserves none of the things that you’ve done to her! I’m going to take both Milo and Michio with me right now!” Aika retorts as Haruki stumbles back from the slap.

Haruki pulls out a knife and swiftly grabs Milo and holds the knife to her neck and she has no visible reaction as she allows him to do this. “Do that and the disgrace will die right now. You can only take Michio.”

Aika tenses up. “Haruki. Put the knife down. Please.” She says seriously, slightly trembling.

Michio runs over and hits Haruki’s legs with his small fists. “Let Milo go!!” He yells and Haruki growls and cuts into Milo’s neck, causing her to scream and cry out in pain.

Aika immediately pulls Michio behind herself. “Please stop!!!”

He stops when he’s halfway through her neck and he shoves her aside as she goes unconscious.

Several weeks later, Milo finally wakes up, fully healed.

Michio sprints to hug her and he’s crying a lot. “Milo! Thank goodness you’re okay!” He cries out and Milo starts crying into his shoulder as she hugs him back, tightly.

After a few minutes, Michio breaks the hard news..

“M-Milo… I-I’m sorry… B-but… Aunt Aika is taking me to live with her today… I-I promise I’ll find you again one day. But until then… Here’s something for you to remember me by…” He sniffles as he grabs a bag that he’d left by Milo’s futon and she shakily takes it in her small hands.

Tears fill Michio’s eyes again as he watches Milo carefully pull the gift out, it’s a new purple bow.

She hugs him tightly as a silent thanks and he hugs her back, just as tightly. “I love you, little sis…”

“…I-I wove y-you too, b-b-big bwover…” Milo responds tearfully.

Aika gently knocks on the door to Milo’s bedroom. “Michio… It’s time to go…” She goes to hug Milo, crying.

“I-I’m so so so so so sorry, sweetheart… I-I wish you could come with us… I-I hope you understand why I have to leave you…” Aika strokes Milo’s head as she speaks and more tears pool up in her eyes when Milo nods.

Aika and Michio leave Haruki’s mansion in tears.

They may never see Milo again…

And they can’t take it…

They feel like if she were to die…

Milo��s blood would be on their hands…

~9 years later~

Milo smiles as she walks to the hashira meeting, excited to meet the newest hashira.

The 12 year old girl’s eyes widen in shock when she sees….

“M-Michi……” She whispers as tears fill her eyes.

She stops in her tracks as she stares at her older brother in disbelief.

Milo snaps out of her thoughts and sprints to Michio.

He gasps when he’s tackled to the pebbly ground by his little sister.

Michio immediately hugs her back and starts crying right along with her.

“I told you I’d find you one day, little sis….” He whispers to her as he rubs her back and cries into her shoulder.

The 2 siblings cried in each other’s arms for the first time in 9 long, agonizing years.

They’re beyond happy to be reunited with each other.

After being reunited, Milo and Michio wouldn’t stop clinging to each other.

They were just so happy to be able to see each other again.

Nothing can tear them apart now…

~the end~

*sobs*

[albedos-experiment-gone-wrong]

failed my first assignment today in lit class

[ynscrazylife]

Loki request (spoilers)

Reader is a variant who got captured by the tva, they're sent to trial and Loki saves them from getting killed bc he still owed them a favour. Morbius gets confused bc those two dangerous variants know each other, turns out they were best friends in their original time line. Now Morbius has to babysit two sarcastic assholes. Double trouble ensures.

Double Trouble | l.l fluff fic

Summary: The request. 

Authors Note: I fully acknowledge and support Loki being genderfluid. In this fic, I will be using he/him pronouns for Loki since those were the pronouns they’ve used for Loki in the show so far, indicating that at the time this fic is set, Loki’s genderfluid identity is of a man. Should those pronouns/identity change, so will the pronouns for my fics. I do not intend to be harmful in any way so if this is harmful to the genderfluid community, PLEASE let me know!

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Yeah, Loki was definitely not taking any of this seriously. At this point, he theorized that the Avengers were laughing their asses off on this elaborate prank they were playing on him, and he decided to just wait it out. It had to stop at some point, right? There was no way that this “TVA” bullshit was actually, in any way, real.

At least . . . He believed that until he saw a familiar face.

Mobius had just saved him from being reset to the original timeline and they were walking out of the courtroom just as the doors opened and two TVA agents were walking another “criminal” in. Loki still wasn't buying this elaborate scheme so he didn’t really pay this new person much attention, until he heard the judge speak. 

“Miss Y/N Y/L/N - am I correct?” 

Loki froze, eyes traveling to the “criminal” passing him. He first thought that Thor had set this part of the prank up, but he knew his brother didn’t really understand how mischief really worked. Plus, Loki could tell Y/N wasn’t an illusion. 

. . . So that meant she was actually here. 

“Hey, wait, can I see this trial?” Loki whispered to Mobius, who glanced back at the judge and raised his eyebrows skeptically at the brunette deity. Loki added, “I just want to see a little more of how this place works, okay?” 

Mobius was sure Loki was onto something and after a couple moments of thought, he agreed. At least this would give him a chance to get to know this troublemaker better, and they both shuffled into seats. 

“You are correct, madame,” Y/N answered mockingly, a big grin on her face as she walked up to the podium. She then looked around in an exaggerated manner. “Well, do I get a lawyer or what?” 

Loki smirked and the judge scoffed. “How do you plead?” The judge asked, dismissing her questions. 

“What ‘crimes’ have I supposedly committed?” 

“You have been accused of creating an alternate timeline that does not fit into the main continuum. You snuck into Odin’s vault using your Asgardian abilities  and when you used the fake Infinity Gauntlet and, in your attempt to enchant the Gauntlet to work like the actual one, you accidentally travelled forward in time and created a new timeline,” the judge summarized. 

Loki smiled, amused and proud. He only wondered what led her to this. 

“In my defense, I heard that my friend was in trouble and wanted to help out,” Y/N said with a shrug. 

“Well, the enchantments were not supposed fully work. They were meant to just backfire on you and knock you unconscious, where you’d be imprisoned in the dungeon. But then you tried to use another powerful object in Odin’s vault which created a Nexus event, messed with your enchantment on the fake Power and Time stone, and here you are,” the judge explained.

“If I wasn’t meant to do this - why didn’t these ‘Time Keepers’ control my actions and make me do something else?” Y/N asked, changing the subject.

“I am not going to entertain you any further. In your previous statement, quote: ‘In my defense, I heard that my friend was in trouble and wanted to help out’ You have admitted your guilt and will now be reset,” the judge declared sternly.

Immediately, two TVA agents grabbed Y/N harshly and began to drag her away from the podium. Loki, who at this point had connected the dots that he was the friend she had been trying to help, knew he owed her one. He couldn’t just let her be reset and then be imprisoned. So, thinking rather quickly, he leapt up from his seat and shouted, “No!”

All heads turned to him. Y/N’s eyes went wide, not having spotted him, and Mobius was beginning to regret his decision. Loki turned to Mobius. “You need me to help you with this ‘sacred timeline’ stuff. I’ll only do it if Y/N stays,” he said, panting.

Mobius caught an angry look from the judge but his gaze settled on Y/N. After a couple moments, he sighed and relented. “Fine.”

Y/N and Loki cheered and she broke out of the agents’ grips, running to Loki who picked her up and hugged her. “That’s my girl,” Loki said, proud of her for her prank.

Mobius internally groaned. This was going to be a long day.

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“So how do you know each other?” Mobius asked as he walked in-between the Asgardians, leading them to his office.

“Y/N’s been my best friend, partner in time, ever since I was little,” Loki said, grinning.

“Got it,” Mobius said, frowning. He could only imagine the mischief they had conjured.

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After reviewing both of their files, Mobius had to step out for a second, leaving Loki and Y/N alone. “Let’s try to break out,” was the first thing to leave Loki’s lips.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “And suppose we do, how the hell are you gonna get the Tesseract back? Plus, I won’t wanna be imprisoned on Asgard,” she reasoned, quickly shutting the idea down.

Loki huffed. He was bored. He wanted to do something.

And he had something to do when Y/N stood up and started walking around. With a smirk, he grabbed the remote controlling Y/N’s collar and clicked it, immediately sending her back to her seat.

She turned and glared at him, and he just smirked, innocently shrugging. “I wanna have fun,” he said.

Y/N rolled her eyes and cautiously stood up again. When nothing happened, she walked around a bit more, and Loki let her . . . Until he got bored again. With another click, she reappeared on the other side of the room, in mid-walk.

Before she could protest, Loki did it again. And again. And again. He finally stopped when she got out the words, “CUT IT OUT!” and laughed to himself.

“You asshole,” Y/N grunted, beginning to walk towards him, but skidded back when Loki clicked the button just one more time.

“Oops. My finger slipped,” Loki smirked.

Y/N glared, but being reset made her lose her footing, and she tumbled to the floor, causing her best friend to cackle. Annoyed, she ran at him and managed to push him off his chair, tackling him to the floor. They rolled around, neither one gaining the upper hand for too long, until Mobius re-entered, saw the chaos, pulled Loki to his feet, and grabbed the remote, resetting Y/N so she was back in her chair.

“Hey!” Loki exclaimed, pushing Mobius off him. “No one controls my best friend!”

Y/N couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not, but smiled nonetheless. Mobius glared and grabbed Loki’s remote, resetting him so he was back in his chair. He then turned to them both.

“I’m beginning to agree with my colleagues that this-” he gestured to Loki and Y/N, “-was a bad idea.”

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[loser-writings]

Ok I have a kinda angsty HC about omega hawks heat. Either he can’t/won’t take suppressants or the during the few heats that happen despite taking them his agency/the commission kinda hire anon alphas that specialise in helping omegas physical/sexual need during heats w/o making any kinda emotional attachment, no scenting, no cuddles, nothing. So the 1st time hawks goes through heat w someone who actually loves him is like ! Eye contact? Kisses? Stay & cuddle after?? He’s crying & so am I -🦇

Oh my god Bat Anon I love this so much. So I just went off to my friend today about hawks (Its such a love/hate with a huge love lean) and this FITS SO WELL with my headcanons about him. SO if you excuse me! Ima just play off of this with a few of my own as well. 

Also if you use an emoji for your anon, there will be a special tag made for you. Just wanted to point that out.

Omega! Hawks with his heat [Headcanons]

Warning: Mention of depression, N/sfw, Omegaverse, Heats

(Not my GIf btw)

Hawks really has no idea how to show emotion, and when HIS emotions show, its’s very overwhelming for him. The Government spent so long teaching him that his opinions don’t matter and feelings don’t matter, so he is just sort of numb to everything. When he feels his raw emotion breakthrough, you better expect to see a very lost and confused Hawks.

He can’t take suppressants at all. He tried taking multiple different types, but he’s allergic to the majority with the exception of one brand. That one brand made him extremely depressed, unmotivated, and sick though. So HPCS just decides “Fuck it, Just keep him off of it. We may lose him for a week every 3 months, but it’s only a week.”

I think that HPCS would hire Betas to take care of Keigo when he hits his heat. Since Betas don’t go into a rut whenever an Omega goes into a heat, they are there just to make sure that Keigo doesn’t get hurt. Past every wave of his heat, they will check on him and help him recover a bit.

They can’t scent anything since their scents would be so weak, so there goes scenting items to help him, but they do have sort of an artificial alpha pheromone. (Think of This post as what they use) Downside to THAT is that he has a sensitive nose and stomach when his heat hits. Certain smells will trigger him to get sick and those nasty fake alpha scents will have him throwing up.

Because of the lack of emotion put into his care, he suffers from some of the WORST sub drop. Like yeah the unnamed Betas may feed him when he doesn’t want to eat, they force him to stay hydrated, and make him baths fairly often, but the emotional aspect of heats are extremely draining. He is getting nothing that he needs despite being around people so he just gets really sad and depressed. It’s one of the few moments where he really gets in his own head and questions everything.

Once he hits 18, they really stop having the Betas take care of him due to him getting fairly aggressive about it? Like yeah, sure, they keep him fed and hydrated but they also make him so severely touch starved and lonely. HPCS now just lets Keigo take care of his heats himself at his house.

Him getting an Alpha is a huge deal for him since he has so much baggage, so the idea of spending a heat with them?? He is dying at the thought. Sure, he may keep his cocky facade up and tease to try to keep the Alpha flustered, but he is so scared of having an alpha present for his heat. Especially since he knows how needy and depressed he can be. 

Yet when his heat hits, he quickly shoots a text from his personal phone (He has one the HPCS doesn’t know about) to let you know what’s going on. Luckily you show up right after one of the waves had passed, so he just quickly pulls you into the house before rushing back to his nest. 

He becomes so quickly overwhelmed by how different his Alpha is compared to how the Betas were. You came with a bag of things he might need, and he is honestly so shocked he tears up then and there. You pull out an old thin shirt that had been modified for his wings and some thinner boxers made specifically for heats; He is instantly crawling into them because they are so heavily scented and it makes his omega purr. You have so much water, and you politely ask him to drink and lay back against the huge make shift chair that was in the corner of his nest. After that, you carefully wrap ice packs around the back of his neck, his wrists, and his chest. He is shocked by how his body seemed to cool and how he could think clearly.

He doesn’t have a heat wave for almost an hour, and in that time you managed to prepare multiple other things on standby before pulling him into your arms, scenting him as well as you could. Maybe it was the heat or overwhelming amounts of love he felt, but he stared crying right there. He didn’t mean to, and he was so thankful you didn’t press him for why he was crying, but it was just so nice to be cared for this way.

Also this man is the SOFTEST during his heat. He will babble, cry, cling to you, scratch your back, bite, beg, and he will tell you that he loves you over and over again. Unlike his old heats where he suffered, he is in complete bliss.

He completely gets off to seeing your eyes scanning his body hungrily. Feeling your hands running across his skin as you compliment him over and over. (Body worship and praise him please. He may act confident but this man will cry and feel so validated) He absolutely loves kissing too. He isn’t the best at it and it can be a bit sloppy, but he really does put it all in it since he is so caught up in the moment. Also PLEASE leave hickeys all over this man. He will ask that they be in places he can hide, but seriously. When he wakes up next to you in between waves, he will admire the red and purple marks going down his chest and covering his inner thighs. Also if you are a little bit goofy, leave shapes on him. He will laugh so hard seeing a Smiling face on his hip or trace the heart shaped hickeys on his chest for hours. 

Aftercare with him during his heat is actually fairly simple. Praise him a LOT. He will get insecure and sad, so run your fingers through his hair and wings. Let your fingers dance over his chest as you reassure him that he is safe with you. He will tear up again and laugh, trying to cover up how much your words mean to him since he is so used to feeling like shit after a wave.

When he is knotted, he will cling to you and mumble under his breath. You can catch bits and pieces. “I’m so happy,” “Not a fuckup,” “Deserves love,” and more similar little realizations he has that yeah, he may have baggage but he also deserves this. He deserves to be happy and feel loved. He will fall asleep with the happiest and most genuine smile on his face in your arms.

Once his heat has ended, he has 2 days to recover since he used to pull feathers out due to stress and to get him things. With you there, he spends it eating, cuddling you, and binge watching shitty TV. Newest season of Rupauls drag race? Oh he is so in it. He also will have some deeper conversations at night, confessing some of the things he did and even discussing plans for the future.

He admits that one day he hopes that crime dies down because he wants this. He wants to come home every day to you and maybe even some kids in the future. He might mumble that last part, but he does confess that he wants at least one kid in the future. When you asked the most kids he would want, you were surprised when he said 5. “I would love to have a big family, but if you only want one kid, then that’s fine with me too.”

He originally hated his heat cycles, but now he loves them so much because he has an excuse to be pampered, spend time with you, and dream of the future. He doesn’t have to be “Winged Hero; Hawks” but instead he gets to be Keigo Takami, someone who still has lots to figure out, but is so thankful to have someone to help him along the way,

[samcrobae]

Nanny, Part 5

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I’m adding my second and final update for today. I most likely won’t be able to update tonight but I will be working on part 6 to have up by tomorrow night. I’m writing and posting as I have the ideas fresh in my mind otherwise I fear I will lose my drive again.

Thank you SOOOOOOO much for all of the feedback, thoughts, comments, suggestions I have gotten on this, honestly, y’all got a bitch hype as shiiiiit! I love you ! 💕

Anyway, a lil more filth to fill your Angel needs, it deff took my mind places 😈 . As always, if you’d like to be added to the tag list, let ya girl know!

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You had packed plenty of snacks, water, and Natalie’s juice for the beach. You had spent most of the day there and she was getting exhausted. She was sat on Angels lap on the beach towel drinking her water when she started fidgeting.

“What’s the matter amor, you’re getting tired huh?” He shifted her in his arms so that she was resting her head back on his chest when she just started whining. You were laid out on the towel and all she wanted was you.

She had her tiny arms outstretched towards you and continued to whine. “It’s okay princesa dsddys here.”she continued to squirm in his arms and reach for you.

“Mama! Mamaaaaaa!” She screeched. Everyone stopped and looked at Angel, then back at you, then at Natalie. You shot up and looked at Angel, a look of defeat flashed across his face and then he flashed you an apologetic look. You reached your arms out and took her.

“It’s okay, here let’s go lay down.” You glanced around Angel. “Hey do you mind just throwing all this back in the bag? I’m gonna just put her down, she’s exhausted from being out in the sun all day.”

Everyone watched as you carried her back inside. Angel was a mix of emotions. On one hand , he knew you weren’t Natalie’s mom, but that girl knew no different. You cared for her, for her dad, those around you. You were gentle and patient and kind. You loved her. She loved you. Angel also knew that you didn’t ask for the baggage of acting as someone’s mom, but at the same time if there was any possibility of you being part of Angels life in more ways than just his nanny, this is what it was.

Coco sat next to Angel. “You good hermano? That was pretty intense.”

“I don’t know man.” Angel began packing up Natalie’s stuff and headed back to the house. He walked in just as you were putting Natalie on the bed, she was out cold.

“Poor thing, she’s so tired,” you said as you placed a light sheet over her.

Angel walked up to you and pulled you in for a tight hug, burying his face in your hair, before kissing your head. You ran your hands down his back.

“I can’t pretend that just didn’t happen Y/N. I’m sorry. You know she’s little she doesn’t really know the difference. She just loves you. I mean we all do.”

“No, Angel it’s okay. Really, I know. You know, I love her too. I spend so much time with her I don’t really see her as just a kid I watch. And you know, I like you. I like you a lot. And I know that whatever we decide, if we decide to take things further, that she’s a part of your life. I’m fully aware of that.”

Angel let out the breath he had been holding. “Yeah? I mean, you sure? That’s a big deal querida.”

You looked up at him, “well yeah, I mean we would figure it out, but I’m up for it.”

He leaned down and kissed you, “come on, let’s go wash this sand off. If you behave, I might even let you have sex with me in the shower.”

Shower sex with Angel was nothing short of amazing. Careful to keep quiet since you were both in a house full of people, he had you bent over, hands against the wall as he slammed into you, occasionally reaching around to squeeze your nipples as you bit your lip in ecstasy.

After your shower, you dressed and headed downstairs. All eyes were on the both of you as your hairs were visibly wet. “Have a nice shower?” Letty asked, a smirk on her face.

Angel squinted his eyes, “aren’t you like, 12? Don’t worry about grown people business.”

“Alright hey I ordered pizzas so whose gonna get the alcohol? This has been nice but I need a drink.” Coco shouted.

Angel and EZ volunteered to go on a liquor run, Angel texting you when he left.

-“You want anything special? Wine? Truly? Anything?”

-“nope, whatever you get is fine with me.”

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You were 3 drinks and 4 tequila shots into the night and felt good. You hadn’t been drunk around Angel before but he was loving watching you let your hair down and have fun. You had put Natalie bed earlier in the night and now you were dancing to the music Coco hooked up the speaker.

You could get used to this, the people, the vibe, the family. Angel wasn’t drunk, but he was a little buzzed, mostly just taking you in.

“So what’s the deal there kid? You guys together?” Bishop asked and took a drink of his beer.

Angel chuckled, “I don’t know boss, we haven’t figured it out yet. I like her though. I really do. “

Bishop nodded in agreement and pat Angel on the shoulder, “I know, we all know. She’s a good fit for you. Good fit with the club. You gotta make a choice to keep her in the dark or tell her everything though you know that. That might scare her.”

Angel nodded his head, “yeah man. I know.”

Just then you made your way over to the two Mayans. “Bishop, sorry to interrupt but quit hogging him!” You took Angels hand, “come dance with me Angel, it’s our last night here... make it a good one.”

He moved off the wall and to the middle of the living room where you danced and laughed the rest of the night through. When the night had died down it was around 3AM, and everyone had went to bed. Angel lie awake in his bed, tossing and turning, trying to quiet his mind but no matter what he did, his thoughts raced back to you. It was almost as if you could hear what he was thinking because he was snapped out of his thoughts by a quiet tap on the door then the knob twisted.

“Y/N? You okay?” He asked, he could hardly make you out but knew it was you from the way you’re footing sounded on the hardwood floor. You climbed into bed with him and he pulled you in close, facing each other. The smell of liquor on your breaths as you talked to one another.

“I like you Angel. I had the biggest crush on you from the day I met you you know that?” You lightly laughed and he kissed your forehead.

“Yeah? That’s funny. Me too.”

You leaned into him and kissed him, his hands roaming your body under the covers and you grinding your body against him, needing to feel him closer. Between the mix of alcohol and pure adrenaline you had felt whenever you were in his presence, you felt incredible. You pushed him back so that you could straddle him, lifting your shirt over your head and his Hands immediately came up to squeeze your breasts. You were grinding yourself into him and you could feel how hard he was under his boxers. You lowered yourself so you could remove them and you lips were so close to his dick that he could feel your breath on it.

You slowly toook him into your mouth, never taking your eyes off him and from this angle, the street lights shown on you perfectly and he swore you looked like a goddess. He took your hair in his hands and lowered you further into him til he hit the back of your throat and held it there for a few seconds before letting you come back up for air. You moved your head up and down and you wanted him to know how badly you had wanted this very moment. It was sloppy and sexy and filthy. He finally pulled your head up by your hair.

“Come here mama, sit on my face, lemme taste you.” You wiped your mouth and he lowered himself further down the bed, allowing you enough room to get on and steady yourself. As soon as he delivered that first lick down your center, you felt your legs shake.

“I wanna hear you querida, let me know how good I’m making you feel.”

He dove back into you like you were the last thing he’d ever taste, and the way he flicked his tongue over your clit had you gripping the headboard for dear life. You moved your hips in unison with his tongue.

“Right there, yeah, right there baby... please keep going...” he sucked on your clit a final time before turning you over onto your stomach, and pulling you flush against him, he slid right inside you with ease, your orgasm nearing.

He pulled you up by the back of your hair and thrust into you, “you fuckin like that? You like the way I’m fuckin you? Tell me mami tell me daddy fucks you good.”

You were barely able to speak, trying to be as quiet as possible so others didn’t hear but obeying Angels orders.

“I said I wanted to hear you, tell me.”

He thrusted into you faster this time, making the headboard smack into the wall at an insane pace.

“I’m fuckin done sneaking around. You’re mine. If I wanna fuck you ima fuck you, tell me how good I fuck you, let them know whose in this.”

“Fuck Angel, you fuck me so good!”

Coco, EZ, Bishop and some of the other Mayan men all came out of their rooms and into the hallway, staring in the direction of Angels room.

“What the fuck...” Bishop groggily muttered.

“I fuckin knew it. That’s a nanny kink right there!” Coco said.

Letty rolled her eyes and pretended to gag. “You’re so gross.”

*******

Angel turned you over and nestled his head in your neck, your nails digging into his back, biting onto his shoulder as he thrust into you some more.

“I’m gonna full you up again, you’re so fuckin dirty, walking around with my cum dripping out of that pussy all day, you want some more?”

“Yes baby, please fill me up again..” you were sure the headboard was going to break from how hard it had been hitting the wall, but in this moment you didn’t care, all you were focused on was how good he felt inside you, the way he stretched you out and you quickly adjusted to his size was almost as if you were made perfectly for each other. His hand came up and intertwined with yours above your head.

“Fuuuuuuck!” He growled as he thrusted into you, coating your walls with his cum. You were both trying to catch your breath and he kept his head in your neck.

“God damn, I think I fuckin love you girl.”

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[khoicesbyk]

Beloved.

A/N: I'm officially obsessed with Wolf Bride and what does one do when she's obsessed with a certain book? She writes an AU about it! 😁 So, Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Mature. | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual from me. 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: Roman (LI) and Naia Evans (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and certain original characters, created by me) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 3,970 words. (more or less. I stop counting after editing and re-editing. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Prompt Time! Using @theworldofprompts story prompt of “You get put into an arranged marriage, only to find that the person you're engaged to....is a shapeshifter.”

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Song And Story Inspiration: Burn Slow-Ro James. | Survivor-2WEI feat Edda Hayes

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This series is rated Mature. It is NOT reading material that is safe for those under 18. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised!

This series may contain spoilers. If you wish not to see spoilers, please do not read any further.

(Also this series is a slight deviation of the original story. In the original story, the werewolf hunter is a woman. But in this series the hunter is a man.)

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Chapter 6.) Burn Slow.

Oohh... Shit… How you wanna feel? Do you want it raw? Do you want it real? Ima give it to ya. Ima give it to ya real honest. Yeah...

You ain't never had it like this before. Roll in my sheets while we rolling paper. Trying to get you higher than them scrapers. Catching vibes, catching vapors. You should call in sick. You should call in favors. I promise...

When Naia came to Hunt’s Peak it was to learn why her mother left and why she never wanted to talk about it. Never in a million years did she think that she’d meet Roman, who is the man she had been dreaming about for weeks. Nor did she think she’d meet Trent. A mystery man that enchanted her the first time she met him.

She definitely didn’t think she’d be kidnapped. But that’s exactly what happened. She was in the back of a white van with a hood over her head and her feet bound by zip ties. She had no idea where they were or where they were taking her. Wherever they were it was off road because she felt every bump they went over.

“Ow dammit!” She hissed as she hit her head on the floor.

When the van came to a sudden stop, Naia had one plan. She was going to run like hell and not look back. When the doors opened she knew it was now or never.

“Come! It’s time for the preparations to begin!” The man commanded.

“Eat a dick! I’m not going anywhere!” She hissed.

“We’re wasting time!” The woman said to her.

“Does it look like I care? Matter of fact does it sound like I care?” Naia asks.

Rather than answer, the man yanked Naia out of the van and threw her over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” Naia shouted.

The two ignored her as they walked her down a strange path. Naia tried but couldn’t wriggle herself out of his grip.

“Goddamn this idiot is stronger than he looks. But I have to get away! I need to get away.” Naia thought to herself as she struggled to get free.

They came to a stop and the next thing Naia knew, she was being thrown onto a bed.

“SERIOUSLY?!”

Neither one answered her, instead the woman ripped the zip ties off with a yank. It scared Naia to witness how strong both of them were.

“This is where you will be until the ceremony at sundown.” The man told her.

“Sundown?! You can’t just leave me here!”

Both left her in the room alone, scared and confused.

She looked around the room to get her bearings, it was set up like a guest bedroom. Complete with candles on the wall, a plush bed and a fireplace. The room had no windows and the entrance was a stone door that she couldn’t move.

“I came all the way to West Virginia to learn why my mom left and I got kidnapped!” She says to herself.

Naia was just about to give up before remembering that her cell phone was in her pocket. When she pulled it out though, there was no signal.

“Well this is absolutely peachy!” She fussed.

As she looked around the room, she found herself slightly impressed.

“Not my taste but not bad.” Naia thought to herself.

She didn’t know what it was but something called her to the bed. She wasn’t tired but she felt the pull to rest. When she laid down her mind was lulled into a peaceful rest. It didn’t take long for her to doze off and dream.

You ain't never had it like this before. So don't you lie. Don't you tell me that you gotta go to work baby. Cause I can pay you for the whole week in bed. I just wanna get lost with you. That mean you belong to me. I wanna wake up.

Waking up to you in the morning. It's better than sunrise. So we can keep the curtains closed. Just light a few more candles and burn em' slow. Baking up with you in the morning. Trying to get a little rewind. Cause I ain't really ready to let you go. No no no no no No no no… Just light a few more candles and burn em' slow.

Elsewhere Roman was preparing for the ceremony himself. With Noemi at his side, Roman was eager to prepare.

“My my! You are eager, my child.” She said to him. She was like a grandmother to him.

“Indeed I am. I have waited for this day for so long, Speaker.”

“What are you most eager about Roman?” She asks.

“It is our bonding ceremony, Speaker. We will finally be together. I am eager to finally welcome her home.” He replied.

“This is indeed a momentous occasion. But, we mustn’t rush, you must remember that she knows not of our ways.”

“She can learn, yes?” He asked.

“Of course she can. But you mustn’t force her. It will only cause her to recoil and reject.”

“I understand, Speaker.”

“Very good. Now let us prepare.”

Oohh... Shit… Girl that Honey Jack put us on our back. When we on our back we get back to that action. Pour up Pour up. And let us take another round down. So we can get in another round. Yeah… I don't need no breakfast 'less it's you on my face. (Then we wake and we bake)

Waking up to you in the morning. It's better than sunrise. So we can keep the curtains closed. Just light a few more candles and burn em' slow.

Baking up with you in the morning. Trying to get a little rewind. Cause I ain't really ready to let you go. No no no no no No no no… Just light a few more candles and burn em' slow.

Noemi had Roman wade into the sacred springs as she prepared him.

“Mother Earth! Hear my call. Prepare my child for the bond of his Beloved. Open their hearts, minds and souls to receive one another.”

Roman inhaled then exhaled slowly as he closed his eyes. The Primal Magic flooded his being and guided his thoughts and soul to hers. He was transported to her dream. He was in the woods as was she.

Naia didn’t know how she wound up in the woods at night but she wasn’t scared. In fact she felt giddy because this time she was human. She was eager to run. What started out as a brisk walk turned into a jog, that turned into a sprint that turned into a full run.

She felt free as she ran through the woods. The wind in her face and the ground underfoot gave her a sense of invincibility. She felt like nothing could stop her. As she ran, she heard the sound of water. Whether it was the river or the creek she wasn’t sure. But, she followed the sound. She felt the water calling to her.

When she came out of the woods she came to the edge of a lake with a waterfall. She was out of breath but exhilarated. She closed her eyes and let the sound of the roaring waterfall soothe her.

Even with her heart thundering in her chest, she felt this strange sense of calmness. When she opened her eyes and looked out on the water she saw Roman. Only he wasn’t himself, he was a werewolf. He was huge, monstrous and beautiful. He held out his massive hand to her.

“Beloved…”

His voice was a low growl. And it should’ve terrified her but instead she trusted him. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around him and felt his arms embrace her. Her trust in him is strong and absolute. She felt safe, she felt loved and when he stepped back from her, she felt powerful. She watched him throw his massive head back and howl. It was commanding and made the woods around them come alive. When he looked at her with his now golden eyes, she woke up.

When Roman opened his eyes, they were golden and determined.

“Did you see her, my child?” Noemi asked.

“I did.” He replies.

“Are you ready?” She asks.

“Yes. Begin the ceremony.” He replied as he waded out of the springs.

Cause I ain't really ready to let you go. No no no no no… Then we wake and we bake. Waking up to you in the morning. So we can keep the curtains closed. Keep em' closed. Let's burn baby.

Baking up with you in the morning. Rewind Rewind… I just wanna get lost with you. No no no no no No no no… Just light a few more candles and burn em' slow. Ooh Shit…

Naia shot up in the bed breathing heavily with her heart pounding. She frantically looked around the room and quickly remembered where she was. She didn’t know what just happened but whatever did happen in that dream felt real. She was face to face with a werewolf. She was in the arms of a werewolf.

“Impossible. Werewolves don’t exist.” She thought to herself as she tried to make sense of her dream.  

That’s when she heard the stone door move and the man and woman who brought her there entered the room.

“It’s time. The ceremony is beginning!” was all he said.

Naia knew that fighting them was pointless. So, she decided to play along for now and she would find a way to escape later. She followed them out of the room which was connected to a corridor inside a large cave. She saw what was a makeshift kitchen, other pieces of furniture and a massive fireplace. It looked like the living room of The Flintstones.

When she stepped outside with them, it was nighttime. She had been asleep for hours, yet it only felt like she had a 20 minute nap. Naia followed the man and woman through the woods, formulating her escape plan as they walked.

Thought I couldn't breathe without you. I'm inhaling. You thought I couldn't see without you. Perfect vision. You thought I couldn't last without you. But I'm lastin'. You thought that I would die without you. But I'm livin'. Thought that I would fail without you. But I'm on top. Thought it would be over by now. But it won't stop. Thought that I would self destruct. But I'm still here. Even in my years to come. I'm still gon' be here.

They arrived at what she thought was a poor man’s Stonehenge. She saw people standing around the stones and a large fire, chanting in a language that she couldn’t understand. All she knew was she had to find a way to get the hell out of there.

“Ooooooooooooookaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy…I’m in a cult. Yup I’ve been kidnapped into a cult.” She said quietly. Or so she thought.

“Quiet girl! This is no time for jokes!” The man snapped at her, before he and the woman joined the group that was chanting.

Naia looked around for a way to escape. And when she found it she knew all she had to do was turn around and run. That’s when she saw Roman. He was dressed in leather and body paint. When they locked eyes her heart did backflips. He took her breath away.

“Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn! This is creepy as all hell but sheesh! He’s fine as wine!” She thought to herself as she looked at him. She couldn’t help but notice every last one of his muscles.

There was something about him that turned her fear into curiosity. Any plan she had to run like hell was gone. She just stood there frozen in place. Her eyes never left him.

“We have been waiting for you.” He said to her. His voice was low and commanding. As the others around them chanted, Roman spoke again.

“Precious Mother Earth, we have gathered here to welcome Naia home to us. With her now returned to us the Pack is and will be stronger. We will thrive with her among us. We thank you! We worship you! May you live and flourish within us all.”

Naia thought she was seeing things when she watched his eyes turn golden. Roman had his arms outstretched to her.

“Come to me Beloved…”

“Roman I—“

She felt like she was in a trance by his words as she walked to him. She felt she was a puppet that was being controlled by someone else. She was beyond terrified but at the same time she felt that fear was irrational. She knew that he wouldn’t hurt her. Nor would he ever allow anyone else to hurt her. She knew she was safe as long as she had him.

When she felt his arms wrap around her, she felt like she did in her dreams. Loved, desired, needed and wanted. She felt at home in his arms. She could feel his warmth, love and devotion for her as they stood locked in each other’s arms. Whatever thought she had of running for the hills was long gone.

“Do not be afraid, Beloved. I’m here.”

“I don’t understand how any of this is happening.”

He tipped her chin up to look into her eyes. His gaze was deep and smoldering and made her knees weak. As weird and frightening as all of this was to her, she couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but there in his arms. He rested his head against hers which put her at ease. Listening to his breathing calmed her own.

“Welcome home Beloved.” He whispered softly to her.  

She looked up at him and was lost in his eyes. He took advantage of the moment and kissed her. The passion, force, intensity and power behind his kiss was intoxicating. She wanted more. She needed more. She wanted him. Their kiss ended because something was wrong. She felt a pull towards someone else. It was powerful enough to make her stagger.

“Beloved? What is it?” He asked her.

“Roman…something…is…wrong…” she replies before losing consciousness.

When she woke up the next morning, she was dizzy, disoriented and her head was pounding. Thankfully Roman was by her side.

“Beloved are you awake?” He asked her.

“Yes.” She said in a voice just above a whisper. She was holding the side of her head.

“Are you hurt?” He asked.

“It’s just a headache.” She replies.

“Still…drink.”

He handed her a cup of water. After drinking the water she was able to get her bearings.

“How did I wind up back in this room?” She asked.

“This is our room.” He replies.

“Our room? Where are we?” She asks.

“The den Beloved.” He replied.

“I was here earlier. I was brought and left here.”

“Yes I know. I apologize for that.”

“You knew I was here and never said anything?!” She asked.

“Yes but let me explain. I gave Jett and Isobel the command to bring you here.” He replies.

“You mean you told them to kidnap me?” She asked.

“Yes I did. I had no idea that they would treat you the way that they did. And for that I am deeply sorry. I want you to know that I have no reason to lie to you, Naia.” He replied.

Naia sat completely still trying to process what Roman had just told her. He openly and honestly admitted to having her kidnapped. And she needed to know why.

I'm a survivor. I'm not gon' give up. I'm not gon' stop, oh. I'm gon' work harder. I'm a survivor. I'm not gon' give up. I'm not gon' stop, oh. I'm gon' work harder. I'm the survivor. I'm gonna make it. I will survive. Keep on survivin'.

“If you wanted to see me all you had to do was ask.” She said with a teasing smirk.

“I can’t apologize to you enough. How can I make it up to you?” He asks while taking her right hand in his. His touch was electric and warmed her skin.

“Tell me why I was brought here? What is all of this?” She asked.

“Today was our bonding ceremony, Beloved.” He replies.

“Our bonding ceremony? I don’t understand. What does that mean?” She asked.

“Our hearts, our minds and our souls are connected forever. We are bonded until the end of time.” He replies.

“Like an arranged marriage?” She asks.

“Not exactly. Just an awakening of what was always meant to be between us. You are mine Naia and I am yours. Always and forever.” He replies.

“I believe you. As weird as all of this is to me.”

She could feel the sincerity in his voice. Something in his tone and poster relaxed her. She wasn’t afraid of him. She was intrigued by him.

“Come. It is time for you to meet your people, Naia.”

He stood up holding his hand out to her.

“Let me show you what you were meant to find.”

She took his hand trusting him just as she did in her dreams. She spent the day getting to know everybody. Most like Layla, Callum, Noemi and Grayson seemed nice while others like Isobel, Jett and Barrett left much to be desired. By the end of the day, Naia was tired but not sleepy. Not yet anyway. Roman found her sitting in front of the fireplace in the bedroom, lost in her own thoughts.

“You seem distracted, Beloved.”

“Just trying to process everything that I’ve learned today. That’s all.”

“Come. Allow me to show you something.”

They walked out of the den and to a clearing in the surrounding woods. When they sat down in the grass, they looked up and saw the stars clear as day.

“I wanted to show you this.”

“It’s beautiful! I love to stargaze.”

“Do you Beloved?” He asks.

“Yes! My daddy bought me a telescope when I was a kid and we would look up at the stars with it. My love for the stars inspired my tattoo.” She replies.

He cocked an eyebrow at her then asked, “you have a tattoo?”

She gave him a small smile before moving her hair out of the way, to reveal a tattoo of butterflies and stars along the back of her left shoulder blade.

“It’s beautiful. What does it mean?” He asks.

“The stars represent my dreams and the butterflies represent freedom. And together they mean the freedom to follow my dreams.” She replies.

They went back to looking at the stars. She felt him wrap his arms around her and pull her closer to his chest. She relished in the warmth that came from being close to him. When a shooting star streaked across the sky, both looked up.

“Make a wish, Naia.” He whispered softly in a husky voice. She closed her eyes and made a wish.

“What did you wish for?” He asked.

“I’m not telling you! That would ruin the wish.” She replies.

“I bet that I can guess what you wished for.”

“Oh yeah? What did I wish for Roman?” She challenged him.

He tilted her chin up and kissed her. The kiss was soft yet deep and powerful. For the second time in less than a day, Roman took her breath away. When the kiss ended she was desperate for him.

“That is what you wished for Beloved.” He whispered against her lips.

“Damn…you’re good.”

While her brain was screaming for her to run, her heart kept her in his arms. She was right where she needed to be in that moment. A yawn indicated that she was getting tired.

“It’s late. You should rest.”

“I am not the least bit sleepy.” She said as she yawned again.

“Come Beloved.”

“But I want to stay out here with you.” She whined.

He shook his head at her and smiled. She was perfect to him.

Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she was getting sleepy. It only took 20 minutes for her to doze off. He tightened his arms around her. In one motion, he stood up with her in his arms. He carried her back to the den and put her to bed.

When she woke up the next morning, Roman was gone. As she scanned the room she noticed a giant paw print on the ground. But there wasn’t a dog in sight. The print was wider than her hand.

“Ooooooooooooookaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy apparently there are very big dogs here too…this place just gets weirder and weirder.” She thought to herself as she walked into the main den.

“There you are!” Layla called out to her.

“Layla! You’re here too?” Naia asked.

“I live here.” She replied proudly.

“Why didn’t you tell me about all of this?” Naia asked.

“Because much like everyone else, I thought you already knew. I heard about what happened.” Layla replies.

“You thought I knew about this?” Naia asked.

“I thought your uncle told you that the bonding ceremony would happen.” Layla replies.

“So he knew about this too? Who doesn’t know?” Naia asks, clearly frustrated.

“To be honest, I’m sure the whole town knows.” Layla replies with a shrug.

“Yuuuuup. This whole place is weird. Just weird.”

Layla chuckled.

“How has Roman treated you?” Layla asks.

“He’s made me feel comfortable and welcomed and he’s given me space.” Naia replied.

“Well that explains the look on your face.”

Naia blushed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Uh huh. Then why are your cheeks flushed?” Layla asks.

“They aren’t flushed.” Naia replies in protest.

Layla just smirked at her.

“Where is everyone?” Naia asked.

“On a hunt. They’ll be back soon.” Layla replies.

The two chatted and laughed until the Pack returned from a successful hunt.

Later that evening, Naia found herself walking along a creek watching the sun set behind the clouds. That’s when she ran into Trent.

“Naia! There you are!” He said in relief.

“Where else would I be?” She asks.

“I went by your uncle’s place and he said he hasn’t seen you in days. So I figured I’d check near the den to see if you were there.” He replied.

“Well yeah. That’s where I’ve been.”

“Are you alright? Have they hurt you?” He asked.

Naia noticed the panicked urgency in his voice.

“I’m fine and no, they haven’t hurt me.” She replied.

“We have to get you out of here! You’re in danger.”

“From what?” She asks.

“Roman isn’t who you think he is. He’s dangerous Naia. You need to get away now.” He replies.

“What are you doing here?” Roman asks. His voice was booming. And he was flanked by Callum, Jett and Barrett.

“Naia’s coming with me. I’m sure you won’t have a problem with that. After all, you were the one who had her kidnapped!” Trent snapped at him.

“Leave now!”

“Happily! As long as she comes with me.”

“Do NOT test me Trent!”

“Or what?” Trent asked, challenging Roman.

Before Naia could intervene, Roman let out a howl and started to transform along with the others. The muscles on his body contorted, claws and hair sprouted as he grew bigger. Naia watched in complete horror as Roman went from human to a full on werewolf right before her eyes. Trent on the other hand drew his gun.

“Well! Well! Well! If it ain’t the Big Bad Wolf! I wondered when you’d make an appearance.” Trent said, almost giddy.

“She…is…mine!” Roman growled.

“HA! Not if I have anything to say about it!” Trent said through gritted teeth.

I'm a survivor. I'm not gon' give up. I'm not gon' stop, oh. I'm gon' work harder. I'm the survivor. I'm gonna make it. I will survive. Keep on survivin'.

Naia stood frozen in absolute fear. She couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Roman is an actual werewolf.

[thirdhandidiot]

Hi! I was reading your tags and I was curious what you meant by fake dating uno reverse (I loooove hearing peoples theories!!!)

ALRIGHT ima fucking bullet point these and you can mark it like a bloody pop quiz idk

•Bunnies This one has me laughing because it’s almost a mirror of your one shot where Solomon brings asmo to his cottage and shows him bunnies, one of which was named after him, right? It’s also just hit me writing this now the link of fertility and lust, I guess writing things out helps huh?

•Stain glass windows This one may be more far fetched, but isn’t there stained glass windows in the intro video to the game? There’s only seven there though as they’re in hell, so the eight in Arcadia, including Lilith? Not to mention the obvious connotations to Christianity which has sparked some thoughts about the death of their father and the celestial war

•Scorpion Jewellery Ok so this was an obvious one pointing at asmos demon form, the bejewelled gold scorpion, but the whole ‚false appearances‘ with demon forms and Lilith (who I am so certain is Asmo but I’ll get to that) The whole enchantment thing is very cool tho!!

•Deceased King So ima make a jump and overlay cannon in that the king would be god, which pokes another theory but the fact that he’s dead?? D a m n like I’ve said it once I’ll say it again, wasn’t expecting that. There’s a few thoughts on this one

–He was killed, an inside job. This would line up with the last chapter in which lucifer displayed his disapproval of some of his fathers thoughts about ‚Lilith‘. If it’d been the brothers turned against the king (with azazel possibly) in attempt to over throw/ take over yknow?

–It had nothing to do with the brothers and it was just Azazel. No solid evidence here, he’s just shady. Him and sol r either gonna be best buddies or they are gonna try kill eachother, I can feel it in my bones. Oh wait one evidence, Lucifers emphasis on taking threats seriously. If it wasn’t lucifer then he would probably be suspicious and be desperate to find the rat so to speak

–ITS FAKE. Fake fake dating? Faked d e a t h. Not hard to believe. Not sure what he would be doing if this was the case, but I need to mention it so I can say that I thought so all along.

•Lilith I couldn’t not mention this ofc, but I’m so sure it’s asmo, the Focus on eye for Beauty, the bunnies, the perfumes, the jewellery, everyone’s uncertainty of wether their name is really Lilith. Not to mention the fun little Solomon: fertility :) ‘Lilith’: aha you want kids 0-0

–How did lilith die was it just a fun natural death that the royals didn’t want to admit to? Was it perhaps an accidental murder? Or, my favourite, did Lilith run away. I have the most evidence for the last one of course, I mean the family would want to cover it up, forcing asmo to take her place, in OM canon she runs away so it’s not as if it’s a baseless idea, plus it’d explain the anxiety with the wedding being pushed forward, perhaps they had hoped Lilith would return before the wedding?

–I am very obsessed with this idea of asmo pretending to be Lilith tho, like there’s so much potential with it and I just KNOW you’re going to do an awesome job and I’m gonna be shocked no matter what. The little ‚Will I not be sleeping with my future wife?‘ ‚No >:(‚ has me in stitches

[10-frogs-in-a-siut]

Kenma x male reader

You had bin a fan of the Nekoma volleyball team now and , you had been kinda stocking the team and you were tying your beast to hide from your schools team that you loved  Nekoma teams setter . you were going to Shiratorizawa and you had just bin starting on there volleyball team and getting used to thing . you manly stuck to your self but you got along for the most part with  Ushijima . The rest of the team we’re fine but you preferred to stay to the side lines . 

Unfortunately one afternoon you had ran into a Ushijima and tendou on your way to a nekoma game . “ Y/N” tendou yelled walking up to you and marking one of his wired faces as you continued to walk like you didn’t hear them trying to avoid making eye contact. that was Until tendou Lached on to you and Spun you aroun  by your shoulders “ HEY Y/N what’s up where are you going your gonna miss out on practice” he yelled as Ushijima nodded as you started to panic “ oh tendou Ushijima I umm I was umm I have a family matter yeah that believable” you said muttering under her breath . You then quickly ran off to catch the train to nekoma next game . Unfortunately for you this made the two extremely suspicious of your reason to leave as they watch you jog off in the Direction of the train station . 

You made it 20 minutes before the match started to see the cute Pudding Head setter stretch . You were leaning on the railing with your head phones in when you heard two very familiar voice you looked around and didn’t see anything at first and Assumed that it was just your imagination until you felt a hard slap on the back and looked up drone the teams practice to see a disappointed ushijima and a confuse tendou looking down at you . Your mind was racing with panic , without  you noticing they had followed you and were shock to were they found you  . “ umm I ah I can explain I . . I just ummm I’m I going to be kicked off the team for this” you stuttered out in panic .

They then nodded no “ what you do in your own time is up to your we’re just kinda confused why you didn’t tell us” . You blushed and looked away  poking your fingers together. “ I- i I like . .” You were near tears “ I really like the nekoma setters ok he’s cute ok” you said walking off taking a set behind were they were standing hiding your face eyes red an puffy. They looked down at you shocked at how sifted you seemed you normally were quiet and stern looking so for you to come off so small and frail was a shock to the boys , they looked at each and sat down on either side of you “ you know Y/n buddy we weren’t trying to make you feel uncomfortable” tendou said as he rubbed his neck .

You three after a wile you had comed down and you three had watched the team play they won and it was great.tendou , Ushijima and you were walking out off the . That’s when you three saw the team walking tords you and that when tendou got the grate idea to play match maker and shove you into the Pudding Head him self . “ I -I-I I’m sorry i didn’t mean to” you stuttered out as the boy fell to the floor with you . Tendou then ran off with Ushijima in hand and left you with the nekoma team “ no it’s fine” kenma said helping you up . You looked at the charm on his back “ hey you play video games to” you said awkwardly rubbing “ yeah I love video games ” the two of you had talked and bonded over video games .

“ kenma hurry up or we’re gonna leave you”  Kuroo yelled out from the doors kenma had looked at him and back at you “ here” he grabbed your hand and write down his number and a couple of his gamers tag . “ call me and maybe we can play some games together see you” kenma said running off to get on the bus , leaving you a blushing mess for tendou and  Ushijima to take home . As you walked off with a Goffy smile on your face “ remind me to thank you later Tendo” you said as you three walked .

[sevikellsss]

Tagged by @kuviras-btch and @helplesslezbeean 🥰

RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are obligated to contractually know better.

Tagging: @simpingforkyaii @cristophina and @agentpolarbear

NAME-NICKNAME: Ella, my nickname is Ells/ellsss

GENDER: Female

STAR SIGN: Sagittarius ♐️

HEIGHT: 5’7/8 idk what that is in metres lmaoo.

TIME: GMT(Greenwich Mean Time)/European

BIRTHDAY: 20th December

FAVOURITE BANDS: twenty one pilots, bring me the horizon, fall out boy, Little Mix. That’s about it 😂

FAVOURITE SOLO ARTISTS: Doja Cat, Drake, Ellie Goulding, Sia, Edit Beats, 20ysl, Mike Skinner, Pongo, Hucci, Vince Staples The Weeknd, etc...

SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: Can You Feel My Heart Bring Me The Horizon.

LAST MOVIE: Are We Done Yet? 😂😂

LAST SHOW: She Ra and The Princesses of Power.

WHEN DID I MAKE THIS BLOG: Last summer.

WHAT I POST: Kyalin posts, how much I simp for Lin Beifong, Character Analyses, Rants about censorship and how I hate cancel culture, compassion and empathy, Kuvira posts, Fanfic, poems.

LAST THING I GOOGLED: No joke, how to become an online activist 😂

OTHER BLOGS: none.

DO I GET ASKS: rarely.

WHY I CHOSE MY URL: ima be honest I have no idea I just like the nickname ellsss so I just ran with it 😂

FOLLOWING: 271 💀

FOLLOWERS: 157

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: like 4 or 5💀💀

LUCKY NUMBER: I don’t have one 🤪

INSTRUMENTS: I play the drums and I can sing.

WHAT I’M WEARING RIGHT NOW: A vest, a hoodie, leggings and slippers 😂

DREAM TRIP: Italy! I’d love to go because it’s so beautiful and I love the food but, systemic racism/racism exists so..... lmao

NATIONALITY: English

FAVOURITE SONG: My favourite song at the moment is Running by Abi Ocia. It’s beautiful.

THE LAST BOOK I READ: The Handmaids Tale

TOP 3 FICTIONAL UNIVERSES TO LIVE IN: ATLA/LOK, Etheria, the Spirited Away universe

[steebharringt0n]

sanctuary - part 4

summary: Subject 001. That’s what you’ve been called your whole life. You’ve known nothing but pain, violence, and isolation. You were their greatest secret weapon, but when your final mission is to ensure the end of the universe, you escape to Hawkins, Indiana to team up with Eleven and to put an end to all this chaos, once and for all - you just never expected to fall in love with the resident bad boy along the way.

rating: m

pairing: billy hargrove x reader

warning: graphic violence, slurs, abuse, curse words.

A/N: holy SHIT I am blown away by all of your responses! Seriously, you guys keep me motivated, I never thought my little idea would blow up but I am so, so happy you guys are enjoying it. I cannot say thank you enough <3 PLEASE let me know if you want to be tagged, or if I missed you. thank you, thank you <3

tagged list: @thefandomzoneisdangerous @jujurandy @littlebrownngirl @harduy @art-flirt @bish-ima-clown @lynnskata @snakelaufeyson @creativedogs @nightshade7117 @letsloveimagines @sorry-didnt-mean-to-stab-you

001. prologue 002. firestarter 003. spitfire --- 004. friend

“Sit right there and don’t touch anything”

You rolled your eyes at Billy’s command. Plopping down on the old worn out couch as he was pulled aside, Nancy grabbing him by his leather jacket and pulling him to the back of the basement, they were whispering furiously to each other, not loud enough to where you could hear.

You could tell she wasn’t happy to see him by the way they greeted each other when you met the petite girl by the back gate of her house. They spoke harshly and curt to each other. She had short curly hair, and kind eyes, not ones you saw very often. A feeling in your gut told you that you could trust her. At least you had hoped.

She had led you two through the back gate and into a large room (which apparently is called a basement) with a large, old couch, and nick-nacks haphazardly placed all over the floor. You looked over at the small table next to the couch and saw a picture of 4 little boys, happily smiling with some sort of weapon in their hand. You gently picked it up with your hand and stared at it, examining it with your eyes as you realized it was the same boys that you had found in the file.

The file.

You looked up at the girl, speaking in harsh whispers to Billy who seemed annoyed by her.

Nancy Wheeler.

She knew Eleven.

“Nancy. Nancy Wheeler”

Billy and Nancy froze mid-conversation and turned their bodies to face you. 

“Your brother is Michael Wheeler. You both know Eleven.” 

Billy and Nancy exchanged concerned looks. “How do you know my name?” she questioned, taking a step towards you.

“Your name … it’s in the file.”

She shook her head, confused, “What file?”

“Eleven’s file. They’ve been watching you, for quite some time now. They know.”

“What? Who’s they? What do they want?” she crossed her arms, her brows furrowed.

“It’s the Russians” Billy interjected plainly.

Nancy let out a laugh, “Wait, wait, so you’re telling me the Russians know about Eleven, have been stalking me and my family for the past year, and now this asshole - “

“Watch it Wheeler”

“- is telling me that the world is going to end soon and you want to stop it? Did I get all of that right?”

Your eyes shifted around the room. “... yes”

Nancy threw her hands up in the air, clearly exasperated, “Oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me”

She paced around the room, her eyes closed and her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. You watched as she let out a heavy sigh, “I - I have to call Jonathan … he needs to know” 

She quickly started to make her way up the wooden stairs. Billy walked over to you and plopped himself right next to you, a tired look on his face as he pulled out his pack of cigarettes. He placed one in his mouth, and you were ready to help him light it when a voice from upstairs yelled down back at you both,

“Don’t you dare smoke in here Hargrove!” 

Billy glared at her figure from the top of the stairs. He grumbled something and shoved the cigarette back into his pocket of his leather jacket. You sighed and leaned back into the couch, although it was old and worn down, it was comfortable; something that you had very little luxury of having in your short life. You felt your body become relaxed and your eyes suddenly became heavy. It had been a long three days, your body was completely worn out and it ached for a warm, soft place. You heard a soft clicking noise, cracking open one eye you glanced over at Billy who was playing with his zippo lighter with his left hand.

“Billy, that’s annoying”

He twisted his neck to look at you. You two were both still tense from the argument in the car so he had absolutely no patience to deal with you at the moment. He snorted at your comment and turned his attention back to the lighter, continuing to mess with it. 

The sound was becoming grating to you, as you were trying to at least catch 10 minutes of sleep, but he kept on playing with it. You fully opened your eyes, leering at him with disdain.

Click, click, click, click

Your hand quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist. Not tight enough to hurt him, but tight enough to have him stop that damn clicking noise. He fully turned to you, anger flashing in his eyes, “Would you fucking let me go?” he huffed.

“Well would you fucking stop?”

“No, gimme back my wrist”

“No, stop flicking the stupid lighter”

He tugged his wrist away from your hand, pulling tightly but you had a good grip on it.

“If you break my wrist I swear to god … “

“What? What are you gonna do? Hurt me?” you countered. 

Billy growled lowly at your comment. He knew that he couldn’t hurt you if he could, for one, you could kill him, and for two, he was strangely attracted by the fact that you didn’t put up with his bullshit. Most girls would typically be groveling to get attention by him, but you, you didn’t care. You two were both having an intense staring contest at this point, his blue eyes staring intensely into yours - stubbornness was a quality you both had and you both refuse to let the other one win.

Though he knew this was a battle he physically couldn’t win - he knew another way to fight back.

Billy smirked at you, licking his lips slowly. Your eyes widened as your heart started to beat loudly. He leaned into your ear, his hot breath sending intense goosebumps throughout your body. 

“I know what I can do to you” he whispered, his voice was deep and rich, it was almost seductive. 

You felt blood rush throughout your body and those stupid butterflies in your stomach reappeared. You swallowed harshly, and your grip in his wrist started to ease up. You felt your cheeks start to heat up and he quickly yanked his wrist away from your pull, a shit-eating grin on his face as you realized what he had done.

Your eyes narrowed at him, “You motherfu-”

“Are you guys done flirting or ...?” 

Both you and Billy looked up at the top of the stairs and saw Nancy staring at you both, her head cocked and a sly smile on her face. In her hands were clean clothes, most likely for you to change into. You quickly jumped away from Billy, placing yourself on the other side of the couch. Your arms crossed, avoiding eye contact with either one of them. “We’re not … flirting … whatever that is … “ you grumbled.

Nancy mouthed an ‘okay’ while Billy leaned back into the couch, a triumphant smirk on his face as he looked over your embarrassed figure. She walked over to you and handed you the clothes, “Here, clean clothes. I figured you could borrow some of my old clothes. Get into something nicer”

You smiled at her, you took the clothes from her hand and placed them on your lap. You reached down to pull the sweatshirt over your head, exposing your skin and to Nancy and Billy when Nancy yelped at you, “Whoa, whoa!”

You froze.

“I’m changing … is that okay?”

Nancy turned away from you, an embarrassed smile on her face, “Uh, not in front of us. You could change in the bathroom, take a shower, you know?”

You glanced over at Billy who still had a smirk on his face. He would never pass up a chance to see a naked girl - especially one who knew how to get under his skin. Nancy scoffed at him, “Gross Billy, grow up”

He shrugged, “I’m not trying to get in her way of changing … if that’s her prerogative” he trailed off, his face still with that smirk of his. Nancy shook her head, rolling her eyes at his comment. She turned her attention back to you, “Listen, you should go shower, get comfortable you know?”

Before you could respond to her, a loud banging noise and the sudden thuds of loud footsteps broke your attention. Instinctively you jumped up from the couch and moved towards the noise, your adrenaline running as you flexed your right arm and emitted a fireball from your palm, ready to chuck the ball of flame towards the threat.

“WHOA, WHOA!” 

Nancy ran over and pulled you away, as the basement door swung open and a terrified Jonathan appeared at the top of the stairs. He threw up his hands, surrendering to you. 

“He’s good! He’s good! He’s my boyfriend!” Nancy shouted at you, her hand still tugging at your left arm. 

You instantly relaxed, the flame disappearing from your palm. You turned back to a terrified Nancy who was still trying to catch her breath, “S-sorry … it’s a reflex … “ you muttered, walking back over and sitting back on the couch.

Jonathan then slowly made his way down the stairs. His heart still pounding out of his chest as he surveyed the scene.

Billy Hargrove on his girlfriend’s couch, a strange girl who could control fire, and his terrified girlfriend. He would have never thought in a million years that he would walk onto this scene, but then again, crazier events have occurred. 

“See what I mean!” Billy exclaimed, gesturing over to you.

Nancy walked over to Jonathan and gave him a quick hug and a peck on his lips. “You okay?” she questioned quietly. He nodded, “Yeah, just … give me a second to compose myself”

You stared at them in complete and utter confusion. “Did you just … put your lips on his?”

“He’s my boyfriend … “ Nancy trailed off, expecting you to know what she meant, but you just simply shrugged, your eyebrows still etched together. 

“Oh yeah, that’s the other thing, she doesn’t know a lot of things … she’s kind of clueless” Billy added, his arms outstretched on the couch as he settled himself in. 

Nancy and Jonathan exchanged looks, this was going to be a lot harder than this presented itself to be - and it did not help that Billy Hargrove, resident bully of Hawkins High, was also mixed in this.

“Never mind that - we need you to tell us everything you know, about El, about the Russians, about you … everything” Nancy announced, taking a seat on the floor as Jonathan followed suit. 

You stared at the pair in front of you, then glanced over to look at Billy who although didn’t seem as if he was paying attention, was most definitely interested in learning more about your backstory, and how this mess was going to play out.

So you told them everything. From the beginning.

You told them about the experiments that Brenner and his Russian buddies were performing on kids, and how you were the first experiment.

“I - I never knew my mother, nor my father … Brenner was the closest thing I had to a father … “ You trailed off, your mind wandering back to all those times you had trusted Brenner, all those times he abused you, used you for his own means. You swallowed harshly, feeling tears brim your eyes.

Nancy reached out to you and placed her hand on your shoulder, “Hey, we can stop if you want, we don’t need to talk about it”

You furiously shook your head, “N - No, in order to understand you need to know everything”

Billy stared at you with sympathetic eyes. He so badly wanted to reach out and give you a reassuring touch, as you did with him at the diner. But he fought against it - especially not in front of Nancy and Jonathan. 

So you continued, you spoke about how you could carry assassinations for the Russians, how they trained you for hours and hours until you perfected your strength and your pyrokinesis. The only thing that they ever let you own was an old radio that sometimes, whenever it wanted it, played music.

“My powers … I can control fire with my mind, and with my hands … I - I’m also really strong, like really, really strong”

“Yeah, she pretty much broke Tommy H’s hand” Billy chimed in. “And has almost broken my wrist … twice now” he added dejectedly, raising his wrist to you. You rolled your eyes, “I said I was sorry”

Billy grunted and turned his head away from you. You sighed heavily and continued your story,

“T-these Russians, they know, they know about the gate, the know about those … things … those monsters … They’ve been watching you all for the past year or so because of what had previously occurred”

Jonathan blanched, and Nancy had the color drained from her face. 

“They want to control it, t-the monsters - they want to control to take over the world and they wanted to use me to do it, but I refused, I escaped. I came here because I need to find Eleven, she’s a telekinetic and the only one who could help me close the gate and end this once and for all” 

The room was silent. Even Billy was taken aback by the revelation. There was heavy breathing in the basement but you soldiered on, 

“I - I’m tired of being their pawn, of killing innocent people” you paused, swallowing and shaking the tears from your eyes. “I - I’m tired of being a monster, I want to help, I need to help. This is my last option.” you breathed out, tears shimmering in your eyes. You started to nibble your bottom lip as you waited for a response - from anyone. 

Jonathan was the first to speak, he reached out and placed his hand on your knee, “We’ll do everything we can to help you. We’re your friends okay?”

Nancy nodded, placing her hand on top of his, “We’ve done this once before … and we’ll do it again this time. For good”

You breathed out shakily, staring at the pair in front of you. For once in your life, you felt hope, you saw a ray of light that once could never be seen. But here you were, spilling your guts and secrets to people you’ve never met before and they were willing to help you. You gave them both a watery smile, “Friends? I - I don’t know what that means … “

“It means someone you can trust, someone you can count on”

You whipped your head around and saw Billy with a gentle smile on his face. He reached over and placed his hand on your shoulder, squeezing it with reassurance. You returned the smile and placed your hand on top of his. He could feel the warmth emitting from your palm as you stroked his hand with your thumb.

“Friends” you stated, hesitatingly testing out the word. 

Billy nodded slowly. “Yeah, friends”

You turned to look down at Nancy and Jonathan who returned the same hopeful smile that Billy had. 

You took a deep breath and spoke with conviction, your eyes flashing with determination, “Okay, let’s do this”

[sotheywrotestories]

Stitches |peter parker|

Request: Ok,-- so I just got stitches in my hand because I'm a dumb and tried to use a kitchen knife as a spatula for brownies, imagine how well that ended-- and imagine Peter Parker seeing his gf in the avengers infirmery getting stitches from Bruce and freaking out because he thought something bad happened

Pairings: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Some blood, description of a cut, and a little bit of panic

Word Count: 993

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It was a very dumb idea, I’ll admit, but, hear me out. I had already used to knife to cut the brownies, plus I may be a little lazy, but I figured, why not just use the same knife to grab the brownies from the pan?

Here’s why not; the brownies were all stuck to the bottom of the pan (guess who forgot t grease her pan?) and the knife went straight through the brownie and, subsequently, my hand. 

“Oh, dear,” I mumbled, moving my hand quickly from the pan to over the sink. I didn’t want to contaminate the gooey, chocolaty goodness I had just slaved over. 

“You okay, (Y/N)?” Wanda peeked in. “You’ve been in here for a while.”

“Yeah, I just sliced my hand open trying to get a brownie, though.”

Wanda came over and helped me run the cut through water. It didn’t matter how long I held it under, though, it just wouldn’t stop bleeding. 

“I think you need stitches,” Wanda pondered. 

We carefully wrapped my hand in a clean kitchen towel (”No, (Y/N). Wrapping your hand in a chocolate-covered towel will not give you chocolate powers by blood association”) and began the trek to the infirmary. It didn’t hurt that much, but the amount of blood coming from my hand was a tad bit concerning. 

“Bruce!” I greeted, waving my free hand. “I need some help.”

Bruce slid the glasses off his nose and nodded at Wanda. 

“What’d you do, this time, kid?” Bruce sighed, a slightly frustrated smile on his face. It was pretty typical to see me down in the infirmary. 

“I cut my hand trying to get brownies out of a pan,” I sheepishly smiled. 

Bruce let his head fall into his hand, a heavy exhale coming from his nose. 

“So, what’s the problem.”

“Well, it won’t stop bleeding. And it’s kind of starting to sting, now.”

“Yeah, you probably hit a major vein. Come sit down,” Bruce softened his smile. “You’ll probably need stitches.”

“Called it!” Wanda cheered. 

I sent her the snarkiest look I could manage and climbed onto the exam table.

“Wanda, will you please go clean up the kitchen?” Bruce tossed over his shoulder. “I don’t want someone to make a snack or anything and accidentally ingest (Y/N)’s fluids.”

“Just say ‘blood’,” I groaned. “Fluids makes it sound like I peed myself.”

Wanda giggled, patting my head. 

“Yeah, I’ll go clean up. Call me if you need anything!” Wanda slid out of the room with a smile on her face.

Bruce came back over with a needle and thread. 

“Unwrap your hand,” Bruce requested. 

I pulled the towel away, having to turn my head to avoid looking at the torn skin, which went deeper than I thought it did. 

“Yeah, definitely needs stitches. Here.” Bruce handed me an oversized, Hulk shaped stress ball. “Squeeze that with your other hand while I sew you back together.”

“Do you enjoy saying things in the oddest way possible? ‘Let me stitch you up.’ ‘Oh, okay, Bruce!’ Because ‘while I sew you up’ sounds like your experimenting like Dr. Frankenstein.”

“(Y/N),” Bruce sighed, slipping the thread through the needle. “Do you ever shut up? Are we sure you’re not related to Tony?”

“Haha,” I rolled my eyes. “Do you ever stop and think that your words- OW! SON OF A-”

“(Y/N)?” a lightweight voice called from the door. 

I looked over to see Peter standing in the door, assessing the situation as Bruce continued to stitch my hand. 

“Oh, hey, Peter!” I waved, forgetting the Hulk stress ball was in my hand and accidentally sending it flying in Peter’s general direction.

“What happened?” Peter shouted, rushing to the table and grabbing my free hand.

“Hey, stop moving her around,” Bruce complained, tightening his squeeze on my injured hand. 

“Sorry,” Peter mumbled. “But what happened? Who did this to you?” Peter fret, his brown eyes blown wide as he scanned the rest of my body for injuries. “I had gone into the kitchen ‘cause I smelled brownies but Wanda was cleaning up blood and she said you were down here. What happened?”

“Well,” I laughed, squeezing Peter’s hand whenever Bruce poked my skin again with the needle. “Shhhhh that hurts. Anyway...I cut the brownies with a knife and I tried to get the brownies out with the knife and I cut myself.”

Peter stared at me for a moment, his eyebrows drawing together at an almost comically slow pace. 

“You...did this to yourself?” Peter clarified. 

I shrugged, feeling my face heat up under his stare. “Don’t judge me.”

“I think I’m dating the most clumsy person in the world.”

“You should see her medical record,” Bruce mumbled. “When she was thirteen she managed to find herself in the med bay once a week for the whole year.”

Peter barked out a loud laugh and I squeezed his hand extra hard just because. 

“Once a week?” Peter laughed, looking back at me. 

“Hey!” I complained. “That was when I was first figuring out how to use my powers, okay! Don’t get all judgemental Mister ‘I broke my bathroom sink and lose at least four backpacks every month’.”

“Hey!” Peter laughed. “Fair enough...I suppose.”

I gave him a sarcastic smile then turned to watch Bruce tie off the stitches.

“Okay, just be careful with that hand and come back in a week and a half for a check-up.” Bruce lost himself in thought for a moment. “I don’t know why I bother telling you, I’m sure you already know.”

Peter stifled another laugh. 

“So, princess,” Peter helped me off the table. “Would you be interested in joining me for a movie night?”

“Will there be brownies?” I asked, raising my eyebrows. 

“Depends,” Peter slung his arm over my shoulder. “Do you plan on losing any more blood for some?”

“I know you’re joking.” Peter and I left the infirmary. “But I’d do anything for a good brownie.”

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[literally-just-mirio-headcanons]

GHSHSBXBS I SAW UR TAGS ROSE TY HAHA 💕💕💕💕 aight ima be the one to send it then. May we have some merman-Mirio hcs pls mather. (also his s/o could be human who loves the ocean and marine life but has no idea mermen and mermaids exist 👀 👀 👀 👀 👀 👀)

MUAHAHAHAHA YES FINALLY THANK YOU ADDY💕💕

HERE WE HECKIN GO Y'ALL

I feel like Mirio would have like a cool shark tail? Tinted blue as well.

He has like 20 pet hermit crabs

He paints their cute shells so it looks they have actual houses on their backs.

Loves exploring sunken ships and trying to figure out what all the knickknacks are supposed to do

Usually gets it way wrong as you might expect.

Mirio, looking at a pair of pants: ah yes! Those human arm traps! Hahaah they sure are weird with entertainment but eh!

He's curious about human stuff, but actually pretty chill about wanting to meet or talk to humans.

Mirio likes snoozing in the sun and watching humans from a distance

Its surprising he's only run into a couple since he lives near a small local beach

And even then he usually manages to get away so all they see is a tail!

Mirio's not sure why he decided he was okay with you seeing him, probably because you were out alone on the beach one summer night, looking into the tide pools with great interest, and well, curiosity got the better of him!

That and you looked adorable and well.....ahsjdjjddj moving on

You were completely focused on some starfish when a voice piped up, breaking the calm scilence of the night.

"Whatcha looking at angel fish?"

You look up startled to see a young man beaming at you from the ocean.

"Uhm, uh- yeah I was looking at- sorry who are you?"

"Oh sorry!! I'm Mirio!!! Its nice you meet youuuuuuu.....?"

"Pfft, Y/n, nice to meet ya Mirio, you wanna come join me or, are you gonna.....chill out there"

"Uhm...well...I could it's just-"

You see a blue tail flip out of the water and realize Oh heck he's a merman

And then things get fuzzy....and dark....because apparently that was so shocking you hecking passed out.

You wake up from your spontaneous nap to find Mirio hovering over you, out of breath and clearly worried

"ANGEL FISH ARE YOU OKAY?!"

"Hm? Oh yeah I'm alright Mirio, I guess the tail thing was just a bit of a suprise.....wow"

"What?"

"Sorry sorry I uh..you're just closer now and I uhm.....gosh you're....."

My goodness is he oblivious

Doesnt notice how red your face is.

Doesn't notice how he is like wicked close to you.

He's just *sigh*

You continue on nervously

"I just was gonna say- I think you look radiant or like...really cool or maybe- both? Yeah ok right ok uhm UHMMM COULD YOU MAYBE SCOOCH BACK A BIT YOURE SUPER CLOSE MIRIO"

"Oops! Sorry!!!"

And so begins your nightly beach hangout sessions.

And later dates.

OHMYGOSH HE TOTALLY BRINGS HIS HERMIT CRABS ONE TIME AND TELLS YOU ALL OF THEIR NAMES.

Mirio sometimes brings you pretty shells and samples of rad plantlife in the ocean, he just really loves giving you gifts and seeing how you light up.

[lexiy-dreyar]

missing friends

{{little side story for you all ok?

{im too tried to say who’s OC's belong to who ima just do the tags imto sleepy

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@animeislife54

@decoffinatedcoffee

@wee-devil-town

@thewhitelotusdemon

@chimmerly

@vantalizing

@nerieda

{{i think that's everyone?

((edit i redrew everything

The blonde layed there, bruised and broken, beaten to a pulp, watching the culprit getaway, holding her sister, and her child, both badly injured bleeding, the other blonde sister had taken a big blow to the head cracking it open, shattered bones in the arm's, with cut-up legs, she could only imagine her pain was less than hers, her dull eyes shifted to her child, being carried over the shoulder, blood dripping out of her mouth, shaking out of shock and pain.

 She couldn't take seeing them both hurt, she tried to get up but could barely move her arms to lift her body off the ground a bit, her arm covered in cuts shooting with pain, her legs shattered, slowly going numb. Lex blinked away the tears of pain, pushing herself to move her arms and legs, she refused to give up and lose,  the two she cared about the most, trying to ignore the pain, with a scratchy voice she called out to the captive, "put them down...and..come and fight me…" she growled still struggling to get on her feet "I may be buried but I'm not beaten!!"

 She shouts soon coughing her lungs out "tch d-dammit" she groaned in pain "you look like your done..I'm not wasting my power on you.." the said turning to look at her "heh...you scared that I'm gonna kick your ass!" She smirked, trying to egg them on so they drop her loved ones "hmmm how about I end this" they said letting star go raising his arm aiming his attack at the struggling blonde "and here I thought you were supposed to be strong, with the power of a guardian angel running through you, as well as the power of a dragon.. pathetic." They smile darkly as they launch their attack at her. 

She didn't have a chance to move, the attack hit her head on, 

amplifying the pain tenfold, causing her to scream out in pain, knocking her out as she hits a tree, "maybe if you tried harder you would have had a chance" was the last words she heard. 

As she slowly opened her eyes she was blinded by bright lights "huh...Where am I?" She mumbled trying to sit up, she felt a burst of pain from her arms, and they felt Heavy, she looked at her arms noticing there in casts, she looked at them confused before looking around the room " what the...where am I..a hospital??" She asked herself, there was a knocking on her door, she turned her head to the door as it slowly opened to see one of her friends peaking "hey she's up"

 Pandora said opening the door more as her friends enter the room "glad to see your up" Sayaka said bluntly "yeah you gave us a pretty bad scare" Tenshi said softly placing a plate on her nightstand,

 "Sorry about that…" lex mumbles, "how did I get here?" She asked looking at her friends "nkita managed to call me and the paramedics by the time we got there, you nkita and void were about to be picked up by them" Julianna answers her question

 "about that do you know where star and amaniz are? We tried calling the-" Pandora stopped halfway through her sentence when she noticed lex's shocked expression "they really got them.." lex mumbles trying not to cry "about that care to explain why you went to go fight when you were still recovering from you last job" azale asks her "I had to.. they were hurt...I had a bad feeling if I didn't" she sighed trying to move her legs, but felt they were in the cast too "what about nkita and void how are they?!" Lex asked panicked" were not sure yet we checked up on them yesterday but they were knocked out, " Devon said.

"Lex...I think you should tell us what happened" azale pointed out "or at least tell us what the attacker looked like" Constance chimed in "I….I" lex tried to tell them but her memory was hazy. All she got were little flashes of what happened.

 Her breath got shakey, as she remembers how much she messed up, using a big attack out of lack of judgment, trying to let amaniz and star run to safety. Letting herself go trying to learn the attackers' magic, and how they fight, but she failed to pay attention, worrying too much about her family, leaving herself wide open, letting them get a good shot near her chest. Slowly mumbling to herself about how stupid she is unable to protect her sister and child as her eyes slowly turned back to normal, losing their dullness as her eye’s filled with tears “they were right there...and I couldn't do anything...I'm pathetic"

she cried "...then let's go get em," Cole said walking to the blonde's bed "huh…" "let's go get them back..once your Heald up we'll go looking for them" Cole answered "what! No way if the guy managed to fuck up lex nkita and void that bad there's no way we could stand a chance" Cherry shouted, "Well your wrong if all of us go together we can get them back!!" Obara shouted at her "hey now let's not fight..we should be careful though it might have been the same person who tried to kidnap Azusa,..and-" Sayaka was interrupted by a knock at the door "Sorry for interrupting but I need to talk alone with lexiy" a doctor said ".....alright let's go check on the others"Lizzy patted Devon's shoulder "good idea get better soon lex" Tenshi waved as the left the room.

{Mini time skip}

You should be able to move your arms and legs a bit now but I have to advise you to not use your Maley attack's for a few months so that the tissue heals...and about your lacrima heart we replaced it with a stronger one it should last you 5 years or so." The doctor said wrapping up her leg 

 "also you need to take it easy..your body is still recovering from the shock your lucky your friend gem was able to recover the badly damaged parts..you can be disregarded in a few days...but if you lose feeling in your legs take one of these" he hands her a few bottles of pills "lose feeling in my legs??" She asked "yes your leg bones were shared to pieces with a lot of internal bleeding your Nevers weren't connected either I'm surprised you manage to push through the pain" the doctor said in shock standing up "you should rest we'll call in gem to come and heal you some more..who knows if your lucky you can be discharged in two days" he said leaving. Lex looked down swinging her legs a bit "there's that bad feeling again..I need to go make sure everything is o-" she couldn't finish her sentence after being whacked with a massive amount of pain-causing her to pass out...

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Everyone got home to a surprise that night. “Julianna looked around the mansion in shock “what happened here,” she said in shock the mansion was a mess there were blood patches everywhere. Shu sniffed around “that's Viktor and Elias blood I smell” he sai quitely “what!” devon shouted quickly rushing to his sister's room noticing the doors broken “Elisa?” he looked in her room seeing scratch marks and bloodstains, his breathing became uneven. It soon hit him she was taken. Julianna looked around noticing there was a big blood puddle “it isn't like Viktor to up and leave like that...unless he was taken too” she said in disbelief “where’s azusa..” ruki said “kanato’s missing too” laito added “was it the same person who took star and amaniz” reiji question as the front door slammed open “WHERES ANYA!!” Subaru shouted in a panicked state with Tenshi following right after him

 “huh, you couldn't find her either huh,” ayato said “not to mention valla and athenia are missing too,” Tenshi said trying to calm her breathing. “We should head out to the others and make sure their saf-” glasses didn't even get a chance to speak when pandora kicked the front door open “WHERES GREMLY AND TCUP!!” 

she screamed with furfur right behind her “them too huh?” cole said walking through the busted up doors with Elina right behind him "manu and soon-bok went missing too" Elina sighed "so someone's targeting all of us" Simon said causing most of them to jump from his random appearance "so who do we know who could be doing this?" Lys asked

"I say chara.. she's the only one of us that can beat any of us easy without dying.." Devon mumbled in a rotten mood "who the hell is Chara" Pandora asked "I'll explain on our way back to the hospital" Devon's said walking out the door, with the others slowly following behind him.

[JFC YALL HAVE TO MANY OCS 

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Nanny, Part 10

Gif Credit: @blackmoonrising

Warnings: mentions of substance use, abuse and overdose. Read with caution or just skip if this is not something you are comfortable reading.

I didn’t proof read all the way because I can hardly keep my eyes open

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Angel stared at the packet in front of him, sitting across from EZ at his fathers kitchen table. “Nah I don’t believe that, this can’t be right.” He slams the file shut and stares at EZ. “Drugs? Elena? No.”

“You read it for yourself Angel. It doesn’t say who she was involved with or how she got involved but look. She was arrested not long after she left. Then again a few months later. He pulled her bank statements and she deposited a lot of money Angel. Then a year later she took it all out. And look. Hospital records. She was there for an intentional overdose.”

“Yeah but who was she getting this shit from? Where did she get the money? Was she running from something?” Angel couldn’t wrap his head around the idea.

“Or someone.” Felipe added. “That could explain why she left the way she did. Didn’t want to put Natalie in any danger.”

“I gotta find her and talk to her myself. If this junkie thinks ima let her come near my kid she got me fucked up. Y/N can’t find out about this. Not yet. She’ll lose her mind. Bad enough she ain’t sleeping. With Nico up all night anyway she’s stressed out.

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You had just put Natalie and Nico down for the night and had about 3 hours before he was up again to nurse. You were loading up the dishwasher for the night when you heard Angels bike pull into the driveway.

He kicked off his boots and hung his kutte by the door and made his way into the kitchen to greet you. “How was your day mami?” He kisses your cheek and pulls you in by your waist, your hands coming up to rest on his chest. “Long. All Nico wants is to be on the boob all day, I can’t keep up. Natalie has so much energy, I’m pretty sure I’m gonna be sore from running around with her tomorrow. I just wanna get in the shower and sleep.”

Angel turned you around so that your back was to him and he rubbed your shoulders, “then let’s go take a shower. I had a day too. Shit with Elena-"

“Angel can we not talk about her tonight? I’m just so tired.” You walk away and head into the bathroom to turn the water on. You strip down and toss your clothes into the hamper, Angel doing the same before you both step in. You let the hot water run over your neck and shoulders, washing the days chaos away. Angel brings his hands up and wraps them around your waist hugging you tight against your chest.

“I love you Y/N.” He peppers your neck and shoulders with quick and delicate kisses and you let your head fall back against him. “The doctor said we can have sex again... let me help you relax baby, yeah?” He brings his hands up over your breasts and squeezes them, taking care not to squeeze too hard since you are breastfeeding and one wrong touch and you’re leaking everywhere.

Your reach your hands back to touch the back of his head and give his hair a gentle tug, causing him to let out a low groan and he bit down on your neck. “Let’s go to the bed, we can shower when I’m done with you.” You step out of the tub and he leads you to the connected master bedroom and you lay down on your king sized bed.

He kneels in between you running his hands up your stomach and back to your breasts again, before taking a finger and running it along your core. You drove your hips forward begging for the attention you so desperately needed, “Angel don’t tease me.” He lowered his face closer to you and kissed, sucked, and bit your inner thighs then delivered one slow lick up your folds, making a gasp escape your lips. You had goosebumps and your legs were beginning to quiver each time he delivered another lick.

Wrapping his arm across your hips, he held you in place as he ate you out. Your hands gripping and pulling at the sheets as your back arched. He was good at so many things, but damn that man had a way with his tongue you never thought possible. He spread your lips and flicked his tongue along your clit, causing that familiar fire in your belly. Your thrust your hips up to meet his tongue and brought one hand to his head, instructing him to continue what he was doing.

“Oh my god.... baby.... yes....” you felt your orgasm rush through you, your vision fading momentarily and you chanted his name like a prayer. He lapped at your juices and came back up to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his lips. He sat back on his knees and spread your legs and lined himself up with your entrance. “Look at you...look at that pretty pussy..” he rubbbed the Tip over your clit and you shuddered. “This what you want mami? You want daddy to give you this dick don’t you?”

“Yes..please Angel..”

He slipped himself inside you effortlessly, but was more gentle than he would have normally been since you hadn’t had sex since giving birth.

“You okay? Is this okay?” He asked as he slowly thrusted in and out of you.

You nodded your head yes, followed by, “baby, I need you. Faster please.” He sped up, you gripping his forearms. The only sounds filing the air was the sound of skin slapping skin and your muffled moans as you pushed your face into a pillow. He always made you feel like you could explode at any given second when he was inside you, and tonight was no different.

“Shit you fuck me so good, please keep going, pleaseee..." you were whining, begging at this point, but you were touch starved and sex deprived you didn’t care. “Angel I’m gonna cum ..."

“Cum mami, say my name..." he brought his thumb up and ran circles over your clit.

Your breathing was fast and heavy, barely able to form a sentence, “Angel— ang-" your mouth formed an O shape and you threw your head back into your pillows. Angel quickly followed, and laid down next to you.

“I love you mami.” He kisses your shoulder.

“And I love you baby.” You replied.

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2 months had passed and Angel still had no other leads on Elena. No contact, he hasn’t seen her, heard from her, heard of her. He was out everyday with EZ trying to find something, anything that could possibly point to what had happened causing her to leave the way she did.

You hardly saw him, the club and him being out on runs or with EZ all the time had completely consumed him. You were exhausted and essentially raising two kids alone. You had stopped waiting up for him after about a month.some nights he’d come home and not speak to you or the kids. Other nights he’d come home, you’d have sex and that was it.

You were currently sitting in the doctors office as you had made an appointment to talk with her about getting back on birth control. Of course you and Angel wanted more kids but a lot had happened in the amount of time you had been together and Angel wasn’t in the right head space and had so much going on with the club.

“Well, we have options, but none of which we can explore today. You’re pregnant." Your doctor informed you.

You felt your heart sink. “Again? No that’s not possible.”

“Well, are you having sex?”

“Yes...”

“And are you using any form of protection?”

“Well no. But I’m breastfeeding , I read that i wouldn’t get pregnant...."

“Well that’s not a guarantee, either.” The doctor stated very matter of factly.

You got into your car and sobbed. You loved Angel. Natalie. Nico. Why were you so upset? Upsets not the word for it. Disappointed? How were you going to tell Angel? Did you even want to tell angel?

You pull into your driveway and see EZ and Coco’s bikes out front. Stepping into the living room Natalie ran to you “mommy! For dinner today can we have Chinese food? I love Chinese food”

Angel handed Nico over to you, “hey baby we missed you.” He grabbed his kutte and threw it on.

“Angel where are you going? I literally just walked through the door.”

“I know querida I know I’m sorry but shit with Elena is finally coming together"

“Oh Jesus Christ can we just stop talking about Elena?! Fuck Angel this shit has you completely tangled in something that doesn’t make sense. Between the club and Elena we never see you, we don’t even speak! Just fucking let it go." You groaned and head to the kitchen to look for the Chinese menu.

“Woah, let it go? What? Are you kidding me? All of this shit I’m doing , time I’m spending away from my family is so that I can get some answers and so you can lay your pretty head down at night and finally get some fuckin sleep. So you can stop being so god damn paranoid all day long. Shits fuckin exhausting to watch." He hollered. He had never raised his voice at you and you were caught off guard. You were still processing your pregnancy.

“Screw you Angel this is not the shit I signed up for! Being put 2nd to your club, to your junkie baby mama, oh yeah I know about that. Did you think I want gonna find out? You left her paperwork on the living room table. Were you even gonna tell me?”

EZ and Coco watched on as the two of you fought, EZ taking Natalie into his arms and outside, coco following behind them. Nico on your hip.

“Not the shit you signed up for? Are you serious right now? You were all about the shit back in San Francisco, all about the shit when you moved in with me, you were really with the shit when I put that diamond ring on your finger. Or did you forget?"

“Fuck. Why can’t you just be wrapped up and concerned with the 3 kids and fiancée you have now and not Elena and whatever is happening with the club?” You felt your eyes begin to water.

“Three kids?” His face contorted and stepped closer to you.

“I’m pregnant Angel. Again”.

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hello the requests are open? If not, if it's okay, you can ignore this. I love your blog and I would like request one where the reader is Roger's daughter and at her wedding with Ben (I love that man) she sings someone to love (because I love that song) to Ben pleasee.

Omg yes! Ima post this here and make it short and sweet! ❤️ enjoy (this got longer than I expected  

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Somebody to Love

“Dad!” You call into the large house. While planning your wedding with Ben, an idea popped into your head and you need the help of your father, Roger Taylor, and your uncle, Brian May.

 “In the kitchen love!” His voice echoed slightly through the high ceilings. His laugh shortly followed. When you entered, him and Sarina were at the island working on cookie mix. “Hello there lovely.” Your father smiled at you, hands covered in flower.

 “Hello pops.” You kissed his cheek, then made your way to give Sarina one. “I have some questions for you.” You said, pointing at your dad.

 He nodded, adding another hand full of chocolate chips to the dough. “Shoot darling.”

 You took a seat on a barstool. “Okay. So we can have the wedding here still, correct?”

 “Correct. Already have everything ordered to arrive two days before, and a set up crew for the day before.”

 “You’re absolutely amazing. Rina, Maria and her team are still going to do our makeup, right?”

 She beamed at you. “Yes! She texted me yesterday to confirm the days. She’s excited.”

 “I love you guys so much. You’ve really helped take some of the weight off of the planning. But. Dad. I have one more request.” You smiled at him, knowing he definitely wouldn’t say no.

 He gave you his signature pinched brow face. “And what night that be?”

 “Well, I also need the help of Uncle Bri. But….”

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 When the day finally came, everything was perfect. The wedding and reception were held in the backyard of your fathers, much like his and Sarinas wedding. All of your family was there, including Joe, Gwil, Rami, Lucy, Allen and his wife, and all of Ben’s family as well. The ceremony was beautiful and simple, you and Ben read your own vows, and there wasn’t a dry eye left.

 After the wedding, you and Ben took pictures around the garden. Making sure to stop and take some at Freddie’s statue. Then came the reception, laughing dancing, embarrassing speeches from your siblings and Joe. It was an amazing night. But you had one more surprise for Ben. And you were only slightly nervous.

 “Hey guys!” You said into the microphone, your dad and Brian getting ready behind you with their instruments. “I want to start by saying thank you for coming. And thank you for making this night so memorable, we love all of you so much. Secondly, I know we said vows, but I have a few more things I want to say to Ben.”

 Joe pushed Ben forward and he was absolutely beaming at you.

 “The moment I saw you in the studio with my dad, I knew you’d be important to me. I just didn’t know how important. Getting to know you, getting to love you, has truly made my the happiest person in the world. You came into my life when I least expected it, but when I needed it the most. And for that I’m so thankful. So, with the help of my dad and Bri, I’m going to sing you a song.”

 The beginning chords of “Somebody to Love” started playing. You lightly swayed, eyes locked on Ben’s already damp eyes. Then you began to sing.

 “Can anybody find me somebody to love? Ooh, each morning I get up I die a little. Can barely stand on my feet. Take a look at yourself, Take a look in the mirror and cry and cry. Lord, what you’re doing to me, yeah yeah. I have spent all my years in believing you. But I just can’t get no relief, Lord. Somebody, somebody, ooh somebody, somebody.  Can anybody find me somebody to love?”

 As you sang, people started dancing. But Ben stayed still, eyes on you, a smile on his face. Just as you were about to start the chorus, the background bass track got louder. Ben’s eyes funky left you but grew wide. When you looked over, still singing, you almost broke into tears.

 Coming from the side, fingers plucking the bass, was John Deacon. You knew he was there, he said he wouldn’t miss the wedding, but you weren’t expecting him to come out playing. It was surreal, your dad, Brian, and John all playing again just for your wedding.

 “Got no feel, I got no rhythm. I just keep losing my beat, you just keep losing and losing. I’m OK, I’m alright, he’s alright, he’s alright. I ain’t gonna face no defeat, yeah yeah. I just gotta get out of this prison cell. One day, someday, I’m gonna be free, Lord!”

 When you started the last part, you got off stage, joining Ben on the floor. You started circling him.

 “Find me somebody to love. Find me somebody to love. Find me somebody to love. Find me somebody to love. Find me somebody to love.” You stopped right in front of him. Running your hand down his face. Your dad, Brian, and John took over singing the rest of the song and you spent it swaying in Ben’s arms quietly singing just to him.

 When they finished everyone cheered and you gave Ben a kiss. Then you ran back up stage and gave everyone a hug, especially John.

 “This was totally unexpected. Thank you so much.” You said, arms tight around him.

 He kissed your cheek. “Wanted to make the night extra special, love. When your dad and Bri told me your plan I knew I had to get in on it.”

 You gave him another hug. “Thank you.” You turned to your dad and Brian. “All of you.”

 “Anything for you princess.” Your dad kissed your forehead. “Now, let’s party!”

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