#LAMO SORRY HAD TO LET YOU KNOW

[andersonfilms]

what if i say this is one of the most beautifully written fluff i've read? what then? the way you manage to continuously pull on my heart strings is something i won't ever really fathom. i love being pulled into your world, completely in awe of everything you have to offer us. the fluff master, the abby connoisseur, that much you very, very are. there is nota single soul writing fluff like you. literally no one, plus on of the very few that do (m'calling myself out for this one as a chronic smut abby flickling clit writer) but when you do it's incredibly you. talent infused, effortless, heart-melting fluff that makes me feel it. the love is so intense, it might as well be injected into my blood stream, the blood pumping through my veins, giving me an over abundance to keep me going. i'll never ever grow tired of your brilliant mind. maybe i am a little biased, but it doesn't take away from the truth. there's heart, soul, and the kindest spirit filled in your fics and it comes from your heart of gold. the sweetest bub to ever do it.

now, let me me yap about why i love it so much ♡

you’d be nodding to her words, and your lips would curve up into a smile when she said something that made her laugh, a happy memory that would trigger her to smile and sometimes giggle. you watched it all. never once missing anything to do with her.

there is something so special about being so in love with someone, you're focusing on every little thing they do. not wanting to miss a moment, attempting to commit every little moment to memory because they mean that much to you. it will never not make me sick, excuse me while i go cry my fucking heart out. that line. it really got me so fucking bad. m'too lovergirl for my heart to take this but i will take it until it consumes me. yeah, that sounds #raycoded.

how you get all shy and stammer on your words. at certain times, and points of any conversation, abby can’t help but smirk more at all of your reactions to her staring.

me as fuck !!!!!! imma a stammering idiot, but you don't know that, ha, yeah, not at all. everyone else can move over, this reader is actually #raycoded. jk, you all must read this or i will haunt you and your family for generation beyond my grave. hehe ♡ ..... moving on ...... but abby smirking? okay girl i see you and what you're doing and yes let's kiss, obviously!

or the nights inside, in the warmth with a warm cup of hot chocolate in your hands, and she’s too focused on the movie you’ve both decided to watch and when she turns her head to ask you if you’re enjoying it,

i have just a small, tiny little comment — your imagery is something i love so much. idk why i love it so much. truthfully, it just tickles my brain in the most beautiful way. maybe it has to do with the fact i'm imagining things as i read them, which obviously i feel is a common thing to do, but when you start to describe the scene, my brain is always thankful for it. #rayneedsthat.

“you’re so cute,”

#ERENISCUTEAF!

yes i did it in color, bold nd big, and slightly italic so everyone can see it. what about it. :mischevious: (only eren will get that guys don't try to decode it)

“i don’t believe you,” you smiled, lightly brushing strands of her hair away from her face. “you are undeniably the most handsome yet beautiful person i’ve ever met. i get lost in your eyes for hours, i love the color and i love how you look at me.”

WHERE ARE MY FUCKING TISSUESJFJFVRJVRRN. I NEED THEM ASAPRICKY. SOS !!!!!!!!!!! my heart cannot physically take this. the way angst comforts me and fluff causes me so much pain should be studied but that's a rayeren conversations for another time. oh jesus i'm straying off topic let me circle back around and find my footing somewhat.

the romance, the love, the raw and genuine emotion in this is seriously blowing me away. give me all the romance in the world and m'gonna eat it up every single time. saur good. it's smooch time ♡

“maybe it’s true,” abby smiles, reaching her hand up to cup your cheek. “maybe it’s true that when i’m with you, nothing else is important” the pad of her thumb brushes against your cheekbone, and her heart melts in her chest when you’re leaning into her touch. “because nothing but you matters. you’re the only person that matters to me.”

cue the violent sobbing, produced by andersonfilms, brought to you by the wonderful and emotion filled writing of absfawn. please, i love this so fucking bad. like…….SO BAD. you guys will never understand or get to the level of infatuation i am with eren’s writing. it means the most to me, a privilege it is really, to get to exist in the same time as them, reading every fiber of their heart and soul, the beautiful and bold and bright brain (braun) they have. you give so much into it, its truly so remarkable to see. i will say this over and over until i’m blue on the face. when one person makes such an impact on your life it feels as if nothing matter, because that one person has became your entire world before you know it, that’s stupidly beautiful. the way you convey it in such a simple way but it punches me to the gut rendering me speechless? i’ll never be able to recover and nor do i want to.

“i’ve never had a love like yours. didn’t think i deserved it, but it’s different with you. with you, i have a purpose to get out of bed every day, with you i don’t feel scared, with you i feel at home. i love you more than the sky needs stars and i’ll never stop showing you how much i love you.”

yeah, you know why i love this. leaving that just for you and me, bub. beautiful baby. so incredibly talented, let’s smooch ♡

ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧’ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞, 𝐨𝐡 𝐧𝐨 ❞

eye contact with abby is something she loves a little too much. at first, she didn’t know what to do when she found you always looking at her when she would talk, or listen to a conversation. if it was her speaking, and you looked so into what she was saying, abby would get caught off guard few a couple seconds as her baby blues found yours already concentrating on her, and only her. you’d be nodding to her words, and your lips would curve up into a smile when she said something that made her laugh, a happy memory that would trigger her to smile and sometimes giggle. you watched it all. never once missing anything to do with her.

you’re the same with abby, but you don’t notice like she does sometimes, if you’re talking about something that happened to you that day, her intense stare catches you off guard. half the time, she isn’t even aware she’s staring at you that much or often until you splutter out a little “you’re just looking at me like that, can’t focus.” and she thinks it’s the cutest thing possible. how you get all shy and stammer on your words. at certain times, and points of any conversation, abby can’t help but smirk more at all of your reactions to her staring. the roles reversing just slightly that now has you the one looking away shyly, trying to regain your composure.

or the nights inside, in the warmth with a warm cup of hot chocolate in your hands, and she’s too focused on the movie you’ve both decided to watch and when she turns her head to ask you if you’re enjoying it, she already catches you looking at her with a soft expression on your face and a smile resting on your lips. abby’s face flushes a crimson red, but you can barely see it under the dark lights, but it’s there and she welcomes it so easily that she just gives you a lazy grin that had you reaching over and tucking a strand of her loose hair behind her ear. “you’re so cute,” you can’t help but mumble and press your lips to her temple. the softness of your words and actions had her melting more into your touch by the second, the movie long abandoned.

“you’re cuter,” abby smiled softly up at you, brushing her knuckles over your cheek slowly. “much much cuter than me.” a giggle fell from between her lips when you leaned down just to kiss her forehead, your lips resting against her skin and had her sighing contently against you. “cutest girl i’ve ever seen” came her truthful whisper.

“i don’t believe you,” you smiled, lightly brushing strands of her hair away from her face. “you are undeniably the most handsome yet beautiful person i’ve ever met. i get lost in your eyes for hours, i love the color and i love how you look at me.”

“like what?”

“like nothing around us matters. not when you look at me like that,” you pointed out, those baby blues peering into yours like you both were truly the only two people in the world. “when you look at me like that, nothing but us matter. if i have you, i don’t need anything else.”

“maybe it’s true,” abby smiles, reaching her hand up to cup your cheek. “maybe it’s true that when i’m with you, nothing else is important” the pad of her thumb brushes against your cheekbone, and her heart melts in her chest when you’re leaning into her touch. “because nothing but you matters. you’re the only person that matters to me.”

leaning more into her hand, you kiss her palm tenderly and smile down at her. her thumb quickly catches the tear that rolls down your cheek without hesitation, and wipes it away softly with another gentle smile. “i didn’t know true love, not until i met you.” you mumbled, more or so speaking into her palm.

“i’ll show you every day how much i love you,” the blonde promised, removing her hand from your face to wrap both her arms around you, tugging you carefully into her chest. your head rests comfortably on her shoulder as her fingers run up and down your back. “i’ve never had a love like yours. didn’t think i deserved it, but it’s different with you. with you, i have a purpose to get out of bed every day, with you i don’t feel scared, with you i feel at home. i love you more than the sky needs stars and i’ll never stop showing you how much i love you.”

[eddiediazismyhusband]

okay no bc i actually need to see abuela having a meaningful talk with christopher about how shannon wasn’t a good mother and that he’s old enough to know the truth rather than eddie just over-romanticizing the whole thing

christopher does not need to be shamed for being upset at his mom leaving. the whole “she didn’t leave, she died 🥺” argument is just factually untrue when she fully intended to leave again before she had her accident

he does not need to be coddled and told about how hard it was for her when she was actively being just as ableist as ramon and helena. he is 13 years old; if he can make a decision on where he lives, he can hear the truth of how awful his mother was so that maybe he can actually provide sufficient context to the actions his dad has taken

yes, she was very young when christopher was born, and no eddie was not a perfect husband/father in the beginning; but the point is she didn’t even give him a chance to even begin processing his PTSD when he cane back, immediately vilifying him for everything before doing the same exact thing as what… petty revenge? giving him a taste of his own medicine? you’re an adult woman with a son who needed you and you walked out on him because you didn’t want the stress. okay, that’s fine, that’s your choice

but don’t show up once he’s older demanding to see him because “he’s my son too” and then proceeding to shame eddie, the one who HAS been there for him after you left, for something he already has made clear he regrets, and has also atoned for by stepping up and actually taking responsibility rather than shirking them the moment it got ‘too hard’ when his parents would have been more than willing to let him do

and then to try and manipulate him with the whole “he’s my son” “we can be a family again” bullshit as a way to get back into his pants— only to dip as soon as things start to get serious again?

and on top of that, the “she was just a girl” argument doesn’t even hold up because yeah, she WAS just a girl. she’s not just a girl anymore. she’s a grown adult woman shirking her responsibility because she doesn’t want to be a mother. That’s all well and good; she doesn’t have to be a mother. But once you make that decision, don’t go crawling back acting like you weren’t the one to actively decide to leave. You’re an adult, making adult decisions, and you need to handle the adult consequences of those adult decisions.

sorry no one will ever be able to convince me to like shannon and im sick of the writers trying to force rose tinted glasses on her existence bc of tim’s obsession with bringing devin back out of nowhere every two seconds

anyway sorry for the shannon rant i saw thay post i reblogged and it just reminded me how much anger i hold towards her for everything she did and how i hate it when people are like “oh she changed she wanted to try again 🥺” when she quite literally didn’t, as is evident by the way she immediately tried to run away again the moment she had to be an adult.

also there is no way buck would EVER look at the way she treated chris and eddie and then actively be friends with her. friend-ly maybe, civil at best, but he would never look at the lasting hurt she caused those two and actively chose to persue a friendship with her.

anyway getting off my anti-shannon soap box and i just needed to get that off my chest lamo

[araminakilla]

Tad 4 theory: The main theme of the movie

My brain: Seriously, already??? The movie comes out in-

Shhhhh, it's never too early to cook.

It's not that deep but I'm just wondering what is the main theme of Tadeo Jones 4. We know the group will travel to the past and make it to their present before it's too late.

Maybe the theme will be something about "letting your past go and focusing on what you have in the present" and I could be wrong, but this is a lesson that it will most likely affect not Tad, but MUMMY the most.

Yes, Tad may have some other issues to resolve that we don't know about. Maybe he's going to marry Sara and he's sad his parents (and probably his granny) aren't with him while Sara has her father still present.

Maybe Ramona has also something to say regarding her tragic past and how it was unfair her reign only lasted 3 days or maybe even Sara has some problems regarding her past, be with her father or Victoria or who-knows-who.

But it is Mummy the one who is going to make the wish...

Why? As seeing this is going to be the funniest movie of the franchise, I think I can't have some sad undertones. It could be he isn't making the wish for him, but for his friends.

Maybe he want Tad to encounter his parents or for Sara, her mother.

Maybe he want to take Ramona to her era when Egypt was great so she can see her subjects again (she mentioned at the end of the third movie that she misses them)

Or maybe he just wants to randomly travel through time so he and his friends could see past events that were only recorded in books. It would be interesting if the "travel between time" is decided on whoever holds the lamp or maybe they get a travel machine or a clock or something.

Would be interesting if Mummy didn't even say where/when he wants to travel and the magic of the lamp just transports him to the time he was alive because... lore and stuff, but I think this won't happen.

Also Mummy will finally had to confront his mistakes for once because he was partially responsible for the curse of the third movie. He unleashed Hermes from his chains, made more easy to the police to follow his friends and destroyed the Mona Lisa, but never said "I'm sorry"

He was probably sorry, but the movie didn't show that. And now that his wish is going to reshape the world as they (and we) know it, he is finally going to realize that "yes, I messed up big time and it's my fault"

We still don't know if someone (coughTad) motivated him to make the wish, but he still did it, and the reasons behind that peculiar wish could be more deep than the others realize.

Back with the theme of letting your past go, maybe if they DO have a villain in that movie they could be motivated by the fact that they can't and WON'T let their past go. Probably if there's a genie inside the lamo, it could be their case as part of their backstory.

Or maybe some of the funny characters they meet in the past have their own reasons as to why they cling to the past, and some will let it go, while others (the villains/antagonists) don't.

The possibilities are endless. But I'm pretty sure the lesson would be something related to the past and not let that define you (kind of like Kung Fu Panda 2, but less serious and more funny)

[your-pal-nebula]

I just wanna ramble about Cori Worst real quick. Also yeah sorry some of these are long

As I mentioned, she is mostly dead inside, though that's not the reason she always speaks in full monotone and always has a deadpan expression- it's just how she naturally talks and looks. (For that reason, I feel like she'd absolutely vibe with Leslie lamo)

I know I said that she mostly thinks of herself as just Silver's lackey, but Cori does genuinely enjoy being around her. When you're besties with the daughter of Dr. Twobrains and Number Two Villain in all of Fair City... I think you're just kind of free to be yourself no matter what because Silver is probably the last person who'll judge you for anything.

The whole "InvisiBill and BLHG are Cori's unofficial adoptive dads" thing started as a bizzare dream I had. But yeah, that's actually hilarious to me now.

I picture that started with InvisiBill barging into his apartment, clutching Cori, shouting at the top of his lungs, "BIG LEFT, I FOUND A SMOL CHILD WITH NEGLECTFUL AND BIOGETED PARENTS, AND I'VE DECIDED WE'RE ADOPTING HER!" Meanwhile, Cori was just... staring off into space and slowly blinking. She was honestly completely down to move in with them. Problem is, that's not how adopting children works, so they had to settle for Cori just hanging out with them on weekends and such

(tho Cori's parents, honestly, would totally let her and Kyle be adopted by them because whilst they do not exactly approve of gay people, they do not give a flying fuck about their kids and would happily get rid of them)

Yall so there's this headcanon that InvisiBill is Victoria's estranged uncle- I just realized that Cori unknowingly being buddies with her crush's uncle is actually kind of hilarious

A while ago, a friend asked me "So is the Worst family, like... the reverse of the Best family, where they're actually supportive and love each other unconditionally?" Which is... admittedly really funny as a concept, but it's more like their two families are shitty in opposite ways if you know what I mean

Cori does actually have powers of her own. Well... one power for now. She can talk to animals. That's all she's got. But um- fun fact- since, as established, her parents are neglectful af and don't give a flying fuck about their kids, Cori's used to wandering around the city and going to places unattended. How has she not gotten lost? Well, because she always asks the local birds, mice, cats, dogs, whatever for directions.

A while ago I was wondering what it would be like if Cori met Victor Best and what their interactions would be like, and the only thing that comes to mind was this vine:

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Victor: And are you part of our super secret shoppers club?

Cori: Nah.

Victor: *does the twitchy eye thing from his debut episode* oh.

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(That's all I can think of seriously)

Congratulations, you made it the end of the longest fucking post I've ever made on here

[wayward-sherlock]

Okay since you said you loved when people talked to you about your fic I just wanted to say again HOW MUCH I love your Mike vs gay quiz fic. I kid you not, there were TEARS of laughter running down my face, and then tears of happiness when he finally got his stupid fucking act together. AND RONANCE?! I loved the little hint of it. Steve is such a good friend lamo. If you ever felt like it I would love to see a ronance fic that you wrote! And if I'm remembering correctly, I loved the little hint of acespec Mike. That headcanon will always hold a special place in my heart.

If you had to choose one of your byler fics, which is your favourite? I really need to get around to reading the rest of your stuff, but considering the sheer number of them on my marked-for-later list, I sort of need to prioritise lol

Anyway I'm rambling, so I'll just say one more time that I love that fic with all my heart <3

OMG BESTIE THANK YOU THIS MADE MY DAY 💕💕i really do love when people talk to me about my fics it’s so ajsnxkmaoa

i am actually trying to hype myself up to write a ronance fic for one of my irls…if you have any ideas, feel free to reach out, i’d love to hear them 😌

there WAS a hint of acespec mike…was that my headcanon coming through or me projecting???stay tuned… (i do headcanon most of the party as acespec, and mike and will specifically as demi, so im glad you liked that little bit of characterization☺️)

oh my god ive never been asked this before…ive written so many and they’re all so beautiful in their differences…i would say my favorite would be either bad idea! or could i need you this much? bad idea! i worked really hard on and im happy with the result and could i need you this much? is a fic that i hold near and dear to my heart because of how personal it is to me. sorry if that wasn’t an answer you were looking for, and OF COURSE don’t feel any obligation to read any of my fics! you can read whatever you want to :)

i love your rambling!! thank you so much for letting me know…i really appreciate it more than you know🫶i will be going back to this ask when my mean depressed brain tries to tell me im not good at writing 💕so thank you

[euphoricfilter]

sorry ive been away for a bit me and namjoon had to deal with the whole “crossfit incident 🤭🤭 LMAO that shit was so funny like he’s ALMSOT THIRTY LET THAT MAN BE (w me) anyways how have you been honeybun??? i’ve been just chilling not knowing what to do on my days off 😩 it’s the capricorn in me i swear… i lowkey wanna start writing on here but i know i’ll be bad LAMO i just need a hobby so im not like just doing nothing ya know? i also wanna learn how to crochet but im not abt to drop some money for me to get mad that im not like a master first try jijiji-🌙

HELP YOURE SO FUNNY 😭

i’ve been good!! albums here are so cheap so i bought a few on tuesday and we’re going back to seoul for the weekend so i’m probably gonna buy some more, i might buy persona again just because my one did that crusty thing where if the sunlight touches it, the color washes out 😭

omg you should start writing??? that would be so cool, honestly i was pretty shit when i first started like i can’t read any of my old stuff because the cringe is unreal 😭 idk how i had the gall to post any of it

YES TO CROCHET i love love love crochet and it’s way easier than it looks i swear, i’ve made some cute crochet stuff and would 100% recommend it as a hobby (and maybe that’s me projecting because idk that many people that crochet but i swear it’s really fun!!) it also gets really addicting, like i’d crochet everywhere, or id say i’ll only do one more row before i go to sleep and then it’s an hour later and i’m nearly finished a project 😭

[outlustings]

feeling in the mood for some eddie? of course with maximum breeding kink, but maybe also gentle daddy kink? id love some cnc (or,,,,,,,,,,, plain ol nc if you wanna lamo i mean haha its up to u😳) -🦊 anon

(i'm down bad this is super nasty and bad and i'm very sorry.

also didn't forget ur somno buddy. i just don't know how to write it.

WARNINGZ! afab!reader with lots of gendered (??? is that the word?) dirty talk from eddie so if you're not comfy with that, you might want to skip this. breeding and daddy kink. bondage. reader gets woken up with oral. but like. not nicely. very, very dubious consent. kind of mindbreak? kind of freeuse? cumplay? uhh. lots of things. also mentions of gore because eddie is fucked up and fucks you on The Table. the saw is not on, don't worry... 4k words of trashy porn dialogue i'm so sorry akhsslsmdms.)

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The tender skin of your wrists was rubbed raw from the leather straps as you wriggled in your seat, panting against the cold plastic underneath you that didn't really feel like plastic. Nor metal. It was softer. Slimy. Something.

You shuddered, your eyes skimming over the wobbly figures in the room. Scientists. Doctors. You'd recognise those clothes and masks and gloves anywhere. You could almost smell the latex, the sweet anesthesia - yet you didn't. The thrumming in your lower belly was starting to make you sweat. You struggled against your restraints, trying to focus on anything in the room, but the walls were shifting and wavy and wrong and the scientists all heaved in quiet laughter as you ground your hips against whatever was beneath you, feeling soft, hot flesh against yours as you let out little gasps and whines as one of the figures surrounding you produced a syringe.

"No," you tried to say, tossing your head from side to side, your tongue dry as the man approached you, "No, please no."

You heard repetetive, rough noises. Grunts. Slurps. But the doctors had no mouths. Below you. You bent your head down and saw only chipped linoleum and your bare feet, toes curled in the surprisingly warm air. Everything was hot. Were your feet grunting?

You felt another pleasant jolt run through your spine and down to your loins and you gave a weak laugh - your feet were grunting. That couldn't be possible.

Above the knees, below the navel.

Rough, splintered wood against your bare ass and lovely wetness between your legs, lapping at you. Delightful. You stretched your back, a smile creeping to your face as you ride out wonderful little shocks against your slit. So lewd. Bucking into - something.

The walls swam again. The grunts became louder. This was not real.

Your eyes fluttered open, and the heavy stench of fresh blood and viscera filled your nose and your mouth as you took a gasp of the putrid air, blinking away the last remnants of sleep. Swallowing back bile, you groaned, your eyes adjusting to the bright light directly above you as you craned your neck towards your hands.

Thick, frayed rope snaked around your wrists, tethering you to a wooden beam to your left, your arms straining as they were bent above your head.

"What...?" you choked out, throat raw and dry as you tugged at your wrists, feeling the rope dig into your skin as you watched, but didn't feel, your numb fingers curl and uncurl.

Tied up. You were tied up. Panic made your throat constrict as you lifted your head up, narrowing your eyes at the blurry darkness of the room you were in. Slick little slurps. A dull throbbing that ran from your head to your abdomen in little waves.

It took you a few seconds to actually realise what was going on, and as you awoke fully, your vision cleared and the hazy mist inside your brain was replaced with sharp pumps of adrenaline as you lifted your head up to take a closer look at what was between your thighs.

A man. A frightfully large man, his wide, muscular shoulders supporting the weight of your thighs as the lower half of his face disappeared behind your mound. You blinked in the buzzing, flickering light. Your brain felt too heavy in your head. Cold waves of realisation and pure terror washed over your heated body as you felt him grin against your cunt, his blue eyes fixed on yours as he gave a languid lick to your folds that made you shudder involuntarily.

Images of this man flashed before your eyes. Scribbles of his name that you connected with his face. Eddie Gluskin. Creaking floorboards, your bare feet soaked in blood. His yelling echoing in the halls. Pleading. A dead end. Your lungs stinging. A thud that seemed to fold your skull against your spine like an accordeon. Ringing in your ears, your head split open and the world whirling into darkness as you saw his scarred face grinning at you from above.

Sliced and sewn on Gluskin's table.

"You!" you screeched hoarsely, "No, get off me!"

"Shh," he purred, gripping your thighs and pressing them against his shoulders as you tried to kick him off of you, "It's alright, darling - I - I just couldn't wait for you to -..."

"No!" you writhed underneath him, lifting your hips off the surface beneath you.

You distantly recognised the warm, slippery puddle underneath you. Blood. Blood that was seeping into rough, splintered wood, staining your skin as you struggled against his grip and the table below you.

Your head was throbbing. So was your cunt.

"You minx, you taste so sweet. Just - be quiet and take it," he laughed against you, hot breath fanning over your cunt. He gave a sloppy kiss to your labia, nosing at your clit as you kicked your legs against his shoulders, grunting as he fucked you with his tongue.

You tried to wiggle from his grasp. But he held your thighs in an iron grip.

"Now, now, my love," Eddie breathed out, craning his neck up to give you a stern look, "Don't struggle - I don't want to tie your legs up. Don't make this any harder than it needs to be."

"Get off of me!" you screamed, tears prickling your eyes as you tried to wriggle in his grasp, his strong fingers digging into the softness of your thighs, "Please! Please, stop - stop right now!"

Eddie gave a long, languid lick from the cleft of your ass all the way up to your clit, letting out a slight 'ah' as he craned his neck back, lifting his head up from between your legs to take a good look at your flushed face, your bared teeth. He smiled, scarred skin stretched taut as he flashed you a wolfish grin.

"Get off of me!" you squealed again, pulling against the ropes, wiggling your hips from side to side, trying to escape his strong grip, his palms splayed against your thighs that pressed you down.

He dove back between your legs, his mouth wrapping around your clit, sucking it into his hot, wet mouth as his tongue flicked against your labia. You threw your head back, moaning throatily at the searing pleasure that sliced through your cunt and sent a wave of foggy buzzes into your brain, but it felt so good. You whined and gasped, trying to gather your thoughts as you felt his tongue dip inside you, felt how his nose pressed against your clit, how his hot breath fanned against your lower lips as he continued to eat you out, determined to win you over. To devour you.

You felt your legs tremble as your back arched.

"Fuck," you swore, panting as you tried to focus your blurry vision on him, wrenching your upper body from the table beneath you so you had some semblance of power as you tried to both pull away and give into this delightfully fucked up - thing.

You saw the upper half of his face, watched as his eyes fluttered open slowly as you felt his broad tongue press against you, flicking your heated flesh in little circles as he made eye contact with you.

He gave you an obscene wink.

Anger and panic bubbled up in your chest. You lifted your torso off the table like a cobra, and in the haze of your fury, you couldn't think straight, couldn't decide what to do, you spat at him, the projectile hitting him in the left eye with a soft, disgusting splat.

"Gah!"

He pulled away, taking a step or two back, releasing his hands from your thighs and your legs flopped onto the wood of the table as his hand shot up to his eye, "You little bitch!"

Underneath the blinking light, he straightened his back, turning his eyes to you as he wiped at his face.

His chest heaved, his face twisted into a scowl, the little sores and wounds on his cheek splitting open in blooms of angry red as your pearlescent juices glistened on his swollen lips, on the tip of his nose, down on the little dip of his chin. He licked his lips, your eyes following the pinkness of his tongue as it flicked across his bottom lip.

You swallowed.

"You really shouldn't have done that, sweetheart," Eddie purred, a sharp, repressed edge in his mockingly calm voice as he snatched your ankle, holding it tight, eyes fixed on yours as you tried to kick him away, "I just want to love you. I know you're nervous, but please, love - try to behave."

With a grunt, he hopped onto the table, straddling your wriggling legs as you whimpered, struggling against your restraints as he scooted up, up, up to sit on top of your stomach, straddling your waist with his strong thighs. His hand reached up to your hair, and he gripped a fistful, twisting it into his palm, yanking, pulling.

You yelped, your screech simmering into a defiant grumble as you felt him grind his hips against your chest.

As he straddled your waist, he leaned back, and you watched his erection strain against the fabric of his trousers. You felt your blush deepen as his arousal was mere inches from your face, resting against your breasts.

He reached down to your pussy, pressing his calloused finger against the slickness of your lips, making you shudder as his index finger slid down to your hole, your legs trembling behind him as you tried to squeeze your thighs together, trapping his wrist. He kept on rubbing you, holding you by the hair. You groaned, looking up at his grin, his parted lips, the crimson blush across his cheeks as your hips wiggled against his hand, his fingers tangled in your hair.

"You want this, don't you? My sweet little darling, so wet for me," he hummed, sliding his finger against your entrance, rubbing the rim as the slick sounds made you shudder, "Begging for it. I'll make sure to breed that -..." he pushed a finger in and you mewled, "... - ooh, tight - little cunt. Just like you want to."

Eddie shoved his finger deeper, sighing at you, his lips stretched into a devilish smile as he pressed against you, fucking your hole with his finger as you bucked against him, feeling his crushing weight against your chest. You bit your lip to stifle any moans. He wouldn't win. He couldn't.

You sighed. Felt tears roll down your cheeks as you weeped openly at the burning pleasure coursing through your veins. Your treacherous cunt clenching around his thick finger. You hated it all.

His grip on your hair softened. Tight pulling melted into soft strokes on the crown of your head, his fingers massaging your tender scalp.

"Shh, shh, Daddy's going to make it all right, my darling. Don't cry," he hushed you, his tone as sickly sweet as the decomposing corpses around you. You shuddered. Daddy?

"You're insane," you sobbed, a desperate, confused laugh mingling with the tightness of your throat, pouring out of you as you licked away the saltiness of your tears, "You're fucking insane. You're fucking crazy."

Eddie was silent for a while, his hips stilling on your chest as his fingers stroked your scalp. Almost absentmindedly. You looked up at him, biting your lip, frowning, trying to blink your tears away as you watched his blue eyes twinkle in the buzzing light. His face was blank.

His hand slid from your hair to your chin, cupping it gently, lifting it up to his direction. Then his face melted into a grin.

He withdrew his hand from between your legs and it shot to his own crotch, his splayed palm rubbing the tent in the tough fabric. Your eyes moved down his body. You hadn't even noticed how fucking hard he was. The heavy bulge settled on your chest as he ground against his own hand.

You tried to wrench your body from underneath him, tears burning your eyes as you hissed, feeling how very empty you suddenly were.

"Ah, ah, ah," he tutted with a grin, licking his pearly white teeth as he looked down at you, "Don't you dare. Look at how hard you've made me - you're going nowhere now, you little tease..."

With a flick of his thick, strong wrist, he unbuckled his belt, the cool metal brushing against the skin of your chest as you tried to wiggle underneath him. His burly thighs squeezed at your sides, crushing your lungs as he unbuttoned his trousers, grunting softly, annoyed perhaps, at how you shook your head.

You felt his hand press against your neck, his palm pressing against your windpipe. You gasped.

"Be still."

You turned your eyes to him, your heart beating a thousand miles an hour as you watched him loom over you, his strong fingers digging into the sides of your neck, his other hand down the front of his trousers, tugging lazily at his own hardness straining against his white underwear. You swallowed. Felt his palm against the lump in your throat. The incredible heat of his hand. Wrapped around your neck. Seeping into you.

You squeaked pitifully, your eyes fixed on his eyes, blood red against baby blue. You swallowed again.

"Good," he gave you a small, mischievous smile, followed by a slight exhale as his hand moved up to your chin, his thumb rubbing against your bottom lip. His other hand was still inside his boxers. You could hear the slick little sounds. Could smell the musk of his precum. Felt the hardness press against your chest. So close.

Eddie pulled down his underwear. You didn't even try to struggle anymore. Your eyes moved down his heaving chest, down where he had undone the bottom two buttons, where little wisps of black hair skittered across his sweaty abdomen...

He was big. He was too big.

Your eyes followed the little twitchy movements as he let his cock bob against your chest, heated flesh slapping against the valley between your breasts with little jerks as he gripped it by the base, craning his head to the side, looking down at you with a sly grin.

"You want this cock, don't you?" he muttered, sliding his hand down from your chin to your chest, fondling your flesh roughly, his other hand fisting his erection. You shook your head, mechanically, eyes still wide, fixed on the little clear droplet at the tip of his cock.

"No?" Eddie grunted, twisting his wrist as he fucked his hand with labored little breaths, "We'll see about that..."

"N-no," you choked out, tearing your eyes from his cocks, trying to ignore the little jolts each stroke sent through your abdomen, straight to your gummy walls that clenched around nothing, "I don't - I don't want it."

Eddie smacked his lips.

"Liar," he grinned, bucking his hips against your chest, the slick tip sliding against your skin. So hot. Too hot. You gasped as you watched his hips move in little jerks as he spread his precum against you, gripping himself by the base.

"Look at you," he sighed, his voice quivering as he gave his cock a long stroke, base to tip, his eyes focused on your parted lips, your blushed face, "Can't take your eyes off it. Practically begging for it. Oh, I know what you're thinking of, darling. All of your filthy thoughts..."

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your chest as he licked his lips, grinning at your yelp as you tried to shrink away from him.

"Daddy's going to make you scream," he whispered, lifting his hips off of you, giving your chest a playful slap as he scooted back from your chest, down your body, between your legs as you tried to wriggle in his grip.

"I don't -..." you shook your head, biting your lip as you felt his hands on the backs of your knees, lifting your legs up, spreading them.

You brain was a hazy mess. This couldn't happen. But you really, really wanted to feel all of him. But this couldn't happen.

You gave a half-hearted wriggle against the ropes as he held your legs open, nudging you to wrap them around his hips as he pumped his erection with one hand, sliding the tip against your clit. Heat. Incredible, wet heat.

"Such a pretty little cunt. All mine - to breed," he sighed, rubbing the throbbing underside of his cock up and down your slit in little thrusts, coating himself up with your slick. You moaned. Arousal and panic swirled through you as an image of yourself, round with his seed, flashed before your eyes. No, this couldn't happen. You heard the rustle of fabric as he kicked his trousers to his ankles.

"No - please, no."

To make a place to push inside.

You felt the blunt tip press against you, slipping in easier than you would have liked to admit, the quivering muscles of your entrance adjusting around his thickness as you mewled, screwing your eyes shut. He gave a long, almost whiny groan as your heat engulfed the head of his cock.

"Just the tip," Eddie sighed and gave tender little squeezes to the inside of your thighs as he held himself still, only about an inch or two inside you - it was excruciating, the way you clenched around his tip, silently begging for him to put it in, drowning in the little flutters of your sensitive hole. You whimpered, bucking your hips, trying to feel him go just a little deeper. He grunted.

"Shh - I know, I know you're nervous, darling, just let me -..." his tongue flicked out to his bottom lip as his brows furrowed, nudging his hips forward, slowly filling you, "... - ahh, there you go. Eager little bitch," he grinned as he bottomed out, his thickness spearing you as you gasped, feeling him stretch you as his hips snapped forwards, his pubic bone slapping against your clit with a wet snap. He groaned, deep and rumbly, pressing your thighs down onto the table, spreading you as you took his cock. You felt your toes curl.

His fingers flew to your clit, rubbing lazy circles, teasing you as his hips snapped against yours as he bent down to loom over you. You turned your head away from him.

You were shamefully wet. You tried to stifle your moans, tried not to cum.

"I know you want Daddy's cock," he purred against your ear, giving the lobe a playful nip, "I know you want Daddy to breed you. Make you full of his cum. Make that belly all swollen with my baby - fuck..." you felt his wide shoulders shudder as a groan spilled from his lips, "You want Daddy to fuck a baby inside you, don't you sweetheart?"

You shook your head, clenching around his cock as little jolts of pleasure racked through your tender muscles. His fingers on you didn't cease the little circles, the little flicks.

"N-no..."

"Oh yes, don't you try to deny - ahh - it. You're meant to take my seed, little whore."

He stretched you open slowly, easing into you little by little, fucking into you with sensual strokes as he rubbed your clit. He clearly enjoyed your little shudders and mewls, as his breath quickened at every little noise that spilled from your lips as you felt his thick cock hammer into your tender insides.

His touch burned against your sensitive bud, heated blood coursing through your throbbing flesh as you ground into his hand, feeling the tip of his cock brush against the upper walls of your spongy tissue.

You opened your mouth. Maybe just to convince yourself.

"No, please - I d-don't, I don't want this..."

"Yes, you do."

He rubbed faster.

You felt your jaw go slack as he hit a spot - or what felt like several spots - that made your eyes roll back behind your lids.

"Oh," you groaned, your back arching off the table, your legs trembling around his hips. You didn't even register what you were doing, how your legs were pulling him deeper, how you wrung your hands together and grunted as he fucked you, "Oh, god, right there. Fuck," you heard yourself whisper as your toes curled. He hit the spot again. And again. Rubbing. Thrusting. God.

Eddie fucked you in shallow, little pumps.

"There you go, my love. I'll make you cum - make you cum and then - oh, then I'll breed this eager little cunt. Fill you up."

You shook your head at his words but his fingers on your clit and his cock inside you felt too good. All of your thoughts were a hazy, jumbled mess as the coil inside you tightened and tightened as the sound of his heavy balls slapping against your backside filled the air and you felt little droplets of your arousal roll down your ass.

"Oh, fuck," you screwed your eyes shut, gasping for air, "I'm going to -..."

It was all very sudden. Almost painful in how quickly your muscles tensed and released and forceful jolts of ecstacy flowed through you as you came around his cock, your hips stuttering against his calloused fingers as he rubbed your clit feverishly through your aftershocks. You heard yourself groan. Yell. Gasp and cry in his hands as you squeezed his cock, trembled on his table.

He kept on thrusting.

You distantly recognised his laughter echoing in the darkness around you. He was laughing at you. Laughing.

"There you go, there you go," Eddie chuckled, adjusting himself on the table and pressing your legs wider, wider as you trembled underneath him. Without pulling out of your tightness, he changed positions, staying buried deep inside you, to the hilt to let you ride out your orgasm on his length. He pressed against you from above, lifting your legs closer to your chest and you felt your butt lift off the table.

A mating press. Your head spun.

"Let Daddy breed you."

You gave a weak nod as you felt him drag his cock out of you before he slammed it back in, leaning his upper body on top of you. He began thrusting. Deep and harsh. Desperate. Without warning.

You felt his heavy balls slap against your ass. Again and again. Wet, lewd snaps of flesh against flesh. You felt the warmth of the blood and your cum underneath your butt. Felt his throbbing cock inside you, felt him twitch against your tender walls as he began thrusting with wanton grunts.

You were still sore from your orgasm as Eddie pounded into you with bruising force, pressing you into the table so that you couldn't even breathe properly as he fucked you, his burly body crushing you underneath him as he demolished your cunt.

With every thrust, he hit a tender, swollen spot inside you with the tip of his hardness and you cried out again and again, squeezing around his length as you heard yourself yell and scream, your noises mingling with the cacophony of slick sounds, harsh slaps and his whines as he filled you - in and out, in and out of your quivering heat.

He grunted and bent down over you, pressing his lips against yours, capturing your mouth in a sloppy kiss. You let him. You just let him. Too tired and overstimulated to fight back as his chapped lips rubbed against yours and his tongue slithered to the back of your mouth as he fucked you silly.

You came again, softer, less intense as smooth waves of pleasure washed over you and you gasped and whined into his mouth, relaxing into his arms as he pounded you, bred you, as your cervix trembled against him and you clenched around him, milking him.

He pulled off of your mouth with a groan as he felt you squeeze him.

"Oh, darling," he grunted, his brows knitting together as he leaned his sweaty forehead against your cheek, "I'm going to breed you. Fill you up."

The haze of your orgasm ruined your brain. You smiled, feeling the little flutters in your abdomen, an impossible lightness filling your chest as you watched up at him, this handsome man ruining your pussy.

"Yes, daddy," you hissed, your jaw slack as he pressed another open-mouthed kiss to your lips, fucking your aftershocks away.

"Let me fill you up. Make you pregnant. Oh, fuck, darling," he grunted, peppering kisses to the corner of your mouth.

"Yes-s-s," you moaned, feeling how he throbbed inside you.

Eddie let out a throaty, guttural moan, inside your mouth, biting down on your bottom lip as his hips stuttered and stilled over yours as you felt hot, thick cum flood your cunt. He grunted and whined as he snapped his hips forward again and again, shooting his load deep inside you. You felt his sack pulse against you and you whined, losing count of how many spurts he just shot inside you. His trembling and panting seemed to go on forever before you felt the twitching stop, replaced with the dull throbbing of your own orgasm dying down. You felt droplets of sweat roll down your back as you stared at the ceiling with blurry eyes.

Eddie chuckled.

"Oh god," he sighed and in a swift motion, pulled off of you, unwrapping your legs from his hips as he pulled back, and out of you with a hiss. You felt a rush of hot, thick fluid seep out of you. You whined.

"Oh," you choked out, lifting your head up to look at your sloppy cunt. You gawked at the sight. Thick globs of cum that still decorated the tip of Eddie's softening cock, your juices glistening on your thighs. You buried your head into the crook of your arm, squeezing your eyes shut, feeling odd embarassment flood you as Eddie sighed.

"Such a pretty sight," he mumbled, "But I need to make sure..."

He shoved two fingers inside and you felt yourself clamp around him as he began pumping his cum deeper into you. Slowly. You panted and giggled and sobbed against your arm, feeling his fingers slide inside you with obscene sounds as he pushed his seed deeper and deeper inside you.

"You took me so well, my love," he purred and kissed your quivering abdomen.

Maybe - just maybe this was better than being sliced open and hung. Maybe you could deal with this. You cupped your mound, feeling his cum against your fingers, felt how he placed his hand over yours, rubbing your knuckles soothingly.

The Groom will make himself a bride.

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(if you made it this far i want to congratulate you. you horny bastard. also there probably are typos but who the fuxk WHO THE FUCK would i get to proofread this???? my friends????? ru, never!!)

[khepiari]

One Piece Is Always The Funniest! [SPOILERS CH 1058!]

Boy did I give Buggy-sama more credit in my previous theory? Slightly. But I was correct about certain things! Lamo! I can’t stop laughing about Sir Crocodile and Dracule Mihawk bullying my Buggy-sama!

Now lets come to bounties! I love it! I love it! It is hilarious how Luffy was reintroduced as Emperor of The Sea! He is truly a menace to his own crew! The greatest life threat to Strawhat Pirates is Strawhat Luffy himself!

Now let’s come to money loving queen! At this point I won’t be surprised if Nami cooks up a scheme to collect her own bounty from the marines! I repeat we can’t trust her! The bounty is too huge for her to think straight!

Usopp’s father is gonna be so proud and more scared to meet him now! Yasopp’s son is a GOD now! I love it, we have an unaware god caged up by his quartermaster and we have another god in denial about his godhood! They are idiots and I love it!

Chopper’s bounty shot up! It is a massive hike! Come on Odachii you finally are recognising his potential! Tony-Tony Chopper is a thousand berri bounty wanted pirate! And he is angy! Baby is so angy!

For Franky I have no sympathies! Serves you right for constantly changing hairstyles and tricking Marines! It has come to bite you back! Sometimes there is a mohawk, other times a buzzcut! It was time you got a taste of your own medicine! And look at Sunny-go the happiest Ship ever and only Ship to get his own bounty! Sunny-go deserves the best!

But it also makes me question why take create an bounty image of Sunny? Is WG thinking Sunny is Pulton already?

Brook is our hello cool grandpa long legs! You deserve more digits, stupid marines can’t understand your potentials! The infinte possibilities that your old bones possess is a mystery even Robin will have heard time to follow and uncover!

Sooooorry not sorry powerscalers! But guys, but this is the new monster trio now! Luffy is now on his own tier!

My man Sanji never ever gonna live down this humiliation! It is fine he has humiliation and praise kink anyway! And I really expected Jimbei to get more bounty than these two idiots! But we know world government’s intel is shit! It is just funny to watch them be so goofy!

NOW LET’s TALK ABOUT ROBIN!

She looks so happy! So happy! We must protect her! Look at her! She is radiating with such joy! This is a woman who wanted to kill herself two years back, now look at her! She is inching towards her dream, step by step she has learned so much about the world all because she chose to live and trust her crew and now she is loved and surrounded by people who will go to the deepest depths of hell to protect her! And look at her showering affection! If Cipher Pol O comes to hurt her! I will take up arms to protect my Queen!

Robin deserves everything under the sun! The fun, the laughter, the best food, the best sleep, the best jokes, the best hugs, and the tooth rooting love from her crew! My Robin has truly blossomed like a flower after joining the crew of dumbasses!

And I was right about Dracule Mihawk being so bored that he kept hunting down pirates! Because he was made a Warlord to stop him from hunting down marines! Navy Hunter Dracule Mihawk! No wonder he was only fighting behalf of Marines in War of The Best/Paramount War until Shanks wasn’t there! He was doing the bare minimum job of a warlord and had absolutely no interest to be tool of the marines!

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Unlikely friends: Part 2

Azula comes to visit you in the earth kingdom and the two of you spend more time together leading Azula to confess her feelings.

Part one here

Part three here

Azula’s POV

Azula lasted 1 month, 2 weeks and 4 days before she took you up on your offer to escape to the earth kingdom. She and Zuko had gotten into a silly argument and Azula really wanted to get away from the fire nation and him. So she wrote to you and received a reply hours later. You told her to come immediately and listed the address. So Azula was walking through the streets of an earth kingdom village searching for Toph’s school. It was pretty easy, the whole town seemed to be proud to be chosen by Toph Beifong and she passed many people in uniforms or signs boasting this was the proud location of the best earth bending school in the world. Azula knew she’d arrived when she found an 8-foot statue of Toph outside a large building. She supposed Toph herself had made it and had to admire the girl’s confidence. Azula knocked on the door but it fell open. She walked inside and could hear the soft thudding of earth bending somewhere further inside. You had only said to come to the school so Azula didn’t know what to do next. She looked around and found a child around age 10 or so. "You boy tell me where can I find y/n" she called. The boy shrugged "I don’t know". Azula narrowed her eyes "well is she teaching a class? What’s your best guess for her location?". The boy sighed "why should i tell you?". Azula had always hated children and got a strong urge to throttle the boy but she breathed deeply "because i’m a friend of hers and i need to see her". "I’ll take you to her....if you pay me, you look rich". "Five" Azula bargained and the boy shook his head "fifty". "Ten" Azula bargained but the boy shook his head "now it’s sixty". Azula broke and grabbed the boy’s sleeve as she lit her other hand on fire "listen here you little monster....” she started when someone came around the corner. “Sifu Toph this woman is attacking me!” the child cried and Azula paused letting the kid go. “Toph I....”. “Let me guess, you were looking for y/n and Lamo here asked you for money? So you threatened him”. Azula blinked “yes exactly, if you’re upset...” she started when Toph turned to the boy. “Lamo what did I tell you about choosing your opponents wisely? You see a scary fire bender and challenge her? Do you have a death wish?”. The boy stammered “sorry sifu Toph” and bowed deeply. “Enough of that now go train!” Toph barked and Azula admired how the boy ran away as fast as he could. She watched him go before awkwardly turning to your cousin. Azula had hardly spoken to the girl and the few times she had, they’d been trying to kill each other but hopefully that was in the past. “Y/n’s this way” Toph said breaking the silence and Azula just nodded following her. It was an awkward walk but as Toph was your closest family Azula wanted her to like her. “I wasn’t really going to burn him” she clarified “I was just going to scare him a bit”. Toph made a grunt in reply “the lily liver would deserve it, attacking someone from the fire nation, you people are so fickle with your honour. You taught him a good lesson about staying away from fire folk”. “You’re welcome?” Azula offered. Toph shot her a look and Azula realised she shouldn’t have said that. Thankfully they reached you before Toph could reply.

Your POV

You were in the middle of class when you heard the door open and you turned. You stopped midsentence and grinned “Azula!”. You paused realising everyone in the room, including your students were staring and coughed “Azula...if you would please just wait over there i’ll be with you soon”. Azula nodded smiling slightly and you looked away so as to not blush. “Anyway so as I was saying....” you started when Toph stepped forwards “I got this y/n, you go see to your guest”. You grinned “really?”. Toph smiled, she’d seen how your face lit up when you looked at Azula and figured you deserved an evening off. “Sure” Toph nodded and you grinned patting her arm before rushing to Azula. You led Azula outside of the gym and into your private quarters before throwing your arms around her in a hug. "It’s so good to see you but of course sorry circumstances! How are you?". Azula shrugged "i’m okay, me and Zuzu always argue it’s nothing new....thank you for letting me come here on such short notice though. I hope i didn’t cause too much of a disturbance?". "Nah that was the last class of the day so your timing was perfect". Azula blushed as you emphasised the word perfect while staring at her and you smiled. "So i’ll show you where you can put your stuff and then we can go get some food and have a catch-up! I like our letters but it just can’t compare to talking to you in person". Azula smiled pleased you felt that way also "i agree, there’s no replacement for hearing and seeing you". This time you were the one blushing but you smiled brightly and took Azula’s hand "well come on then, let's get started" and led her away.

"It was my fault" Azula sighed recounting the argument to you "i was in a bad mood because of our mother’s visit and so i was snapping at Zuko and then he snapped back". You nodded your head listening with a worried look. "And i know our mother is trying but i...i think i still have some issues with her that i should really address". You nodded your head "would you be able to discuss them with her or do you need more time to heal?". Azula shrugged "maybe, i don’t know....anyway enough about me, tell me all about your new life! How is it being a renown earth bending teacher?". You laughed “i’m not so sure about that, Toph’s the talent, I just handle the basic and beginners but I don’t mind that I’ve never been fond of children, especially as they get older and more annoying”. Azula smiled at you and you frowned “what?”. “Nothing” she smiled looking away “I just knew there was a reason I liked you”. You grinned “because I hate children?”. “Precisely” Azula nodded and you both laughed. "I wish i was around you more" Azula said suddenly and you paused managing not to blush "you do?". She nodded "i feel calmer with you, my temper here feels completely under control but at home...". "Hey the important thing is you're trying to control it" you smiled putting a hand on her arm "you’ll get the hang of it, one day at a time remember?". Azula nodded glancing at your hand on her. You went to move it away noticing when Azula put her hand on top of yours "thanks y/n".

Azula’s POV

“No problem Azula” you smiled and Azula just allowed herself to admire you. You looked so beautiful just sat on the deck of your garden smiling at her...Azula felt her breath stifle. "Why are you staring, is something wrong?" you asked as Azula gazed at you intently but she shook her head "nothing...the opposite actually, you look so beautiful". Azula had no idea where that confidence had come from but she meant what she said, here with you all her insecurities just melted away. She felt good enough, you made her feel good enough.  A blush appeared on your cheeks but you only looked away for a few seconds. “You should see it from my view" you replied and Azula grinned. Azula had made her feelings clear and this was you returning them. She couldn’t be happier but she had to make sure before she moved onto the next step...

Your POV

Azula smiled and leant closer to you “y/n can i kiss you?". "I thought you’d never ask" you smirked and Azula kissed you. She held onto your cheek softly as she tenderly and almost cautiously kissed you. Azula was very gentle and you were pleasantly surprised, you found this timid Azula adorable. You pulled away and the sun made Azula’s face glow but her red cheeks were all her own. "I...i like you, a lot" Azula blushed and you smiled taking her hand "i like you too...a lot". Azula laughed "that’s a relief! It’d be awkward if you didn’t after that”. You laughed “it would be” and stroked the top of her hand “but that’s not the case, I like you with every fibre of my being. I have since our trip” you explained. Azula nodded “I did too I just didn’t realise it, i’m annoyed it took me this long but I mean to make up for the lost time”. “That sounds good” you smiled and Azula’s eyes flicked over you. “In that case....can i kiss you again?". "Yes and you can stop asking now, the answer will always be yes" you told her. "Got it" Azula nodded and you smirked at how adorable she was before leaning in to kiss her again.

The next few days were a blur with Azula. You took her all over your town and just enjoyed being totally and utterly in each others company. It was the perfect weekend for a new couple but Azula was scheduled to leave the next day putting a slight negative atmosphere over the day.

After a walk to a restaurant Azula had taken a liking to you returned to the porch where you first kissed and lounged in the sinking sunlight. “I don’t want you to go” you said softly and Azula nodded draping her arm around you and pressing her face into your hair “me either”. You melted into her more and Azula wrapped her arms around you fully. Azula held you, watching the sunset and marvelled at how perfect her visit had been. Since she was a child she didn’t think such a sweet innocent experience would ever occur to her but she was wrong. She looked down at you against her and an idea came to her.

“Come back to the fire nation with me” Azula said suddenly and you sat up surprised. “Come back...but Azula you know I have to stay here and help Toph”. “I didn’t mean permanently I just meant for the remainder of my mom’s stay? She’s only going to be another 4 days and I meant what i said, i’m better around you and i want to show my mom and Zuko that i’m not who i once was and i think i can with your help...". The tone of Azula’s voice made you sigh and you turned to face her properly "you said that knowing i wouldn’t be able to resist didn’t you?". Azula smiled "i suspected appealing to your selfless kind nature might help". "Stop flattering i’ll come back with you" you rolled your eyes and Azula gasped. "Y/n thank you!" she cried peppering your face and lips with kisses. You pretended to be annoyed but seeing Azula’s genuine happiness at the thought of you coming back with her made you smile.

Azula’s POV

You stayed out on the porch long after the sunset and when you did stumble inside you both jumped to see Toph sat in the room. “Nice night?” she asked. Azula felt her hand in yours and knew even though the girl was blind she could sense things like this. Azula glanced at you but you didn’t seem nervous. “We did thank you, how about you?”. Toph nodded her head “I did, y/n can you please do and tell Raosheng in the village that I will be requiring his help running the school while you are in the fire nation?”. Azula jolted expecting an argument but again you didn’t tense. “I have already sent him a letter but I will go and make sure he knows, be right back” you smiled and walked out the door. Silence settled and Azula stared at Toph in horror. Toph was basically your only family, the person who meant the most to you in the world...if she didn’t get on with her that could wreck the whole relationship. Azula cleared her throat “so you heard our conversation about y/n visiting me?”. Toph nodded her head “I didn’t mean to but I got worried you were trying to poach my best teacher”. “No i’d never try and take her from you, I know how much you both care for one another” Azula rushed to reassure her. Toph made a noise and stood up going to leave the room. “Do you...did you hear anything else?” Azula asked and Toph paused. “I know you’re dating my cousin if that’s what you mean”. Azula went to ask how when Toph laughed “the two of you aren’t subtle, y/n’s always worn her heart on her sleeve but even she was too blissfully happy for it to be because of your presence alone, no offence”. “None taken” Azula shrugged. She supposed Toph must be fine with it and so satisfied her relationship wasn’t in danger went to leave the room when the door closed. “I trust y/n to make good decisions” Toph said suddenly “she a good judge of character and she trusts you so I do too...but if you ever harm or hurt her....you’re powerful but I took you out once and I’ll do it again”. “That was in the eclipse” Azula pointed out before she smiled “but I understand, trust me I have no intentions of ever harming her or letting her get hurt, she’s one of the few people I would never let anything happen to”. Toph nodded “I believe you will honour that promise, you better...” and left the room.

The next day

You and Azula stood waiting for the airship and Azula kept glancing at you often. “I’m not going anywhere, I promised to come with you so I am” you said and she jumped “was I that obvious?”. You smiled “just a little bit” and took her hand discreetly. Azula knew the earth kingdom was worse than the fire nation for judging same-sex relationships and so stood up taller ready to defend you if necessary. “So how was your conversation with Toph?” you asked and her posture slumped. “You knew she was going to give me the protective sibling talk! You left us alone together on purpose”. “Of course!” you grinned “I knew Toph wanted to get her threats out of the way and so i’m sorry but I let her, I figured you of all people could handle it”.  Azula nodded “I managed to convince her I won’t harm you or ever let anyone else hurt you, so yes you were right”. “I figured that when I came back and the school was still standing” you joked. Azula smiled “I wouldn’t attack her she’s your family, but if she attacked me first....well that’s just retaliation”. You laughed and smiled at Azula “thank you for being so perfect this weekend, now it’s my turn to try and do the same in your home”. Azula took your hand “you’ll be perfect I promise”. “Well I guess there’s only one way to find out” you said and nodded to the airship that had appeared in the sky. “Are you ready?” Azula asked as the ship came closer. You nodded and squeezed her hand tighter “next stop the fire nation”.  

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Next and final part the fire nation!!

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Dimitri's Supports

I have waited FOREVER for this. Let's go. And I decided to put my patience to the test, saving Dedue for last.

Since it's Dimitri and I love him, and like Dedue who I also love, he's the only one unlocking all his A-Supports, I'm going to blog all my reactions to them like I did with Dedue. Part of me wishes I thought of this for the other characters, but honestly it would've taken forever lol. Plus Dimitri and Dedue get special treatment because I said so.

Raphael

Starting off with something light hearted, I hope. I do wonder if I'm going to regret not saving this one for the inevitably heavy-handed stuff coming later.

I'm seriously betting this is a support you're supposed to get in part 1 lol. Dimitri sounds young (or maybe I'm just haven't heard non-growl part 2 Dimitri enough yet?)

Dimitri's training made Raphael think he was dying lol. Dimitri's strength is really meme tier.

I need fanart of Dimitri and Chrom co-miserating their mishandled strength breaking something. And Lucina.

Lamo, Raphael has never felt a cramp before. Lucky bastard.

Raphael is a sweetie, going to apologize to his muscles. I really wish they gave him something else to talk about other than muscles and food. Not everyone needs Dimitri tier development, but I think I'd like Raphael a lot more if he just got a smidge more depth.

Got to say, it's a bit jarring to go from "moments away from a suicide charge in the rain" to "lol, Raphael, it's muscle pain." As glad as I am that I got this support, I do think some should've been locked to part 1.

And this isn't just for Dimitri's development. I also saw Marianne and Raphael's B before this support and she reverted back to her part 1 self too.

Catherine

Maybe it's just me, but he does sound a bit older.

OMG - Dimitri's back. 😭😭😭

Sorry, it didn't really hit in that first one since that seemed like a part 1 support.

Oh, cool! I was wondering if anyone would bring up Catherine returning to Faerghus. My bets is she's too loyal to Rhea. (I guessed right)

Catherine be simpin. That's ok, I get it.

So it's not because Catherine dislikes Dimitri, or that she's absolutely needed to rule House Charon, so I think Dimitri just likes her. She's cool though. I get it.

Lamo, she told him he'd better get his sleep like he's a kid.

Curious how the A+ support will play out.

Mercedes

Team Mom's support!

Oh, no, this one's taking a serious turn isn't it? But their initial supports were so light and cute.

Mercedes just told Dimitri that he's kind to a fault. Somehow I know he's going to deny that.

Annnnnd I'm right 😭😭😭He's still calling himself a killer and disgusting monster 😭😭😭

OK - so THIS seems perfectly in tone with his recent character development. But it's so sad hearing him still talk about himself that way.

Mercedes is such a therapist. I can't. She's too pure. But savage. I saw that Lorenz support.

"I am scared . . . so scared that I will forget their faces." 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Dimitri why????

Mercedes telling Dimitri to live in the present. Her supports are always so good. I legit think she's easily a top 10 favorite in this game.

Wow, Dimitri saying if someone told him that 5 years ago, he'd be different. DID NO ONE EVER GIVE HIM ANY HELP AT ALL???

I love how she's talking to him as a classmate, and equal, and not talking up to him. He's always wanted that.

Dimitri's never given his own dreams any thought 😭😭😭He really was just 100% living for other people most of the time. 😭😭😭

Awww MERCEDES, I can't. She says she just wants to keep being his friend. This is so damn sweet. And heavy. But still sweet.

It just hits super hard knowing how badly Dimitri just wanted friends in part 1. And looking back, Mercedes and Sylvain were really the only two who were pretty casual with him.

Aww, yeah, Mercedes not putting up with the bullshit, Dimitri. Telling him to quit the self-deprecation! God, I love her.

Oh, God, they both said the old FE code for "we're married" i.e. I want to "stay by your side."

Ok, @garlandgerard, I totally get why you ship this. Mercedes loves to nurture people, and Dimitri's emotionally needy, so they match pretty well. She also didn't put up with the constant self-put-downs, but stayed gentle about it. And they talked like equals too, like friends, which is what Dimitri always wanted. It's all very sweet.

Annette

Yeah, see, this one starts off with "your highness," but Mercedes it was just Dimitri. No hate for Annette. She's my girl.

These two always give me sibling vibes.

Haha, Annette "I thought I already knew you, but I'm not sure I really do." Hmmmm wonder what Dimitri did that made her think that maybe there's parts of him she didn't know. No. idea.

Hey, Annette, no one blames you for not knowing what to say to Dimitri when they reunited lol.

Annette too pure too, wanting to cheer Dimitri up with his favorite food.

Her not knowing what he likes to eat is 100% that moment when you realize you don't know someone's favorite color.

HOW can Dimitri have no strong feelings about food. I'm having pizza right now. Let me tell you, I have strong feelings about some food.

I love how easily Dimitri deflected from talking about himself lol.

Awwww, Annette wants to live with her family again. I'll make that happen, Annette. Don't worry.

Haha, they're conspiring together behind Gilbert's back.

They still have an A+ support, which is weird, because that seemed pretty well ended? Like I see why Catherine's needed more, but not this one. Still, not going to say no. I like their dynamic.

Ingrid

OCF they're training. God I love all the Faerghus childhood group though.

Oh, fuck, here comes Glenn again. My heart's not ready for this with Rodrigue dead. Poor Felix.

Ingrid being Dimitri's knight 😊😊😊 as it should be.

Haha, Dimitri asks her for an interpretation. Just make her your knight.

Glad he hasn't started saying "I'm not worthy!" Because right now it's about Ingrid's feelings.

Wow, there, Ingrid. "However you please, Your Highness." That . . . that sounds like an invitation. To "staying by your side."

Dimitri laughed. 😊😊😊

Oh, God, this is so cute. His pause asking her to support and defend him as his knight. 😊😊😊 OMG. I'm not sure that's all she had in mind though, good Sir, have you LOOKED in the mirror?

Seriously though, Ingrid's just surrounded by studs, isn't she?

Oh, God, I'm right. She didn't just mean knight. But Dimitri's too dense in that area to notice. She crushing hard. Girl, I get you.

She blushing, saying "for the Kingdom," naw, she just like him. Me too, Ingrid. Me too.

Dimitri always makes people promise not to die on him. It's so sad considering . . .

Flayn

With Flayn it's always a toss up. Sometimes things are super light hearted, and other times it's way heavy.

On a random note, does no one wonder why Flayn hasn't aged a day in 5 years?

Flayn having nightmares. Not allowed. I bet it's fucking Jeritza's fault. I'm glad you get to rip him a new one so many times in this game.

Why is Flayn apologizing?? She's never done a thing wrong in her life.

Right, Flayn's other support with Dimitri was pretty heavy. And it started so funny with him stomaching her food.

Oh, good grief, what's he apologizing for? Ok - so Dimitri did do some things wrong. But not to Flayn.

He lied. Let me guess. Her food actually sucks.

Aw, got it. He went right to the meal. Is he really going to come out and say, well it actually sucked 😂

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

WHAT ABOUT ALL THOSE MEALS???? AND THE TEA an embarrassing amount of tea.

Wait. He can't taste ANYTHING??? Like. How? Did he hide that????

Ok - I need to look at his team and dining dialogue.

OMG. He really never says a word about how anything tastes? He always just talks about smells????

OMG. How did I NOT NOTICE. I've taken Dimitri to dinner a million times. And tea timed him too many times to admit too.

AND I NEVER NOTICED HE NEVER ONCE SAID HOW ANYTHING TASTED. HOW.

OMG that support with Annette hits different now 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

OMG and Dedue's support with Flayn hits different now. Since he wanted to badly to find food Dimitri loves 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Does Dedue know? Is that why he's so dedicated to cooking??

Can I headcannon that?

OMG, I feel so awful about that jab about pizza. Dimitri CAN'T TASTE pizza or anything 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Please someone tell me there isn't any more "this awful thing also happened to Dimitri and he's failed to tell you" like learning he almost fucking died at Duscur. And now this. Dimitri needs to learn how to fucking complain.

The writers are so fucking mean to Dimitri. OMG. OMG, how am I supposed to take him to dinner and tea now, knowing this?

Why does everything hit so differently now? And so many Blue Lions supports are about food - but Dimitri can't relate

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

This game needs to stop bullying Dimitri.

But like, God, can you imagine? Not tasting anything? I'd starve. I'd actually starve. I never really get hungry. I really would starve.

On the flip side, he's good for Flayn then, since someone can eat her cooking I guess.

"I was just saying what I thought you would want to hear . . ." Dimitri - a summary.

Naw, that's a kind lie. That kind of lie doesn't really hurt anyone.

Oh - dear God. Flayn. Stop. No sampling pungent food.

Oh, she blushing. Dimitri got her blushing

Please tell me in their paired ending Dimitri gets his taste back.

Oh, there's an A+, does he taste something. Please tell me he tastes something.

This support though. It wasn't really one on my radar but

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Gilbert

Oh, man, this one right after Flayn's. God, I'm going to need the Alois one after this. Gilbert and Dimitri are two of the most somber characters in the franchise.

And I haven't forgotten that heartbreaking B support.

Haha Lambert sucked at lying too. Dimitri too pure. Weirdly, despite everything, it's still pretty true.

Oh, shit, oh shit, we're back to Dimitri's demand that Gilbert kill him. I'm betting you usually get that in part 2.

God, imagine seeing Dimitri recover only to see him beg for death again 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I need alcohol.

I need the Alois support.

OMG, shit, Dimitri. No. Don't. Stop.

Like, I know Gilbert won't really kill him, but damn. This support is heavy.

No, Dimitri, no Gilbert is not cruel for not killing you. God.

Oh, not sure about this. I get what Gilbert's going at here, but telling Dimitri that he's not allowed to die because he's got a duty is . . . I think Rodrigue's and Mercedes' live for what you want/the present is a LOT healthier.

At the same time, this is a pretty effective way to make sure Dimitri won't go and try this again, because he really takes duty seriously.

Dimitri doesn't wish to die? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh, thank God.

"Many times I have felt that I cannot afford to die . . . But this was the first time I truly feared the prospect." 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"Is it really right for me to live?" Oh, dear God. I'm so soft for Dimitri. I can't.

Gilbert answered that one right. 100%.

Damn, these supports.

Alois

OK. I need this one. I really need this one.

I really hope Alois' inspiration is bad puns. I need bad puns right now.

Pretty sure this is a part 1 support though. I love how Alois, not Dimitri, is leading this. And that the person the Kingdom NEEDS is running around and getting attacked by monsters lol

Ok, bad puns. Bring them.

There we go. Thank you, thank you, Alois.

OMG no one's laughing 😂😂😂

Dimitri's laughing 😭😭😭😭😭😭

That's it. This is always getting saved for part 2. I need to hear part 2 Dimitri laugh.

I'm also so glad someone finds Alois funny. Dimitri and Petra need to start a club.

OMG I love the two other confused soldiers. I needed this 😂😂😂

Marianne

These two were so sweet in their C and B supports.

I swear I'm going to end up shipping Dimitri with everyone. Except maybe Annette, no hate, they just seem so much like brother and sister to me.

And Felix x Annette 100%

Survivor's Guilt - the pairing. Both wondering why they survived 😭😭😭

"There are so many others who are much more deserving of life . . ." - who said it? Marianne or Dimitri?

These two just understand how each other feels so well. It hits so different compared to Marianne's other romantic possible supports where they just try to make her smile.

Instead these two take comfort in finding someone who understands how they feel so well and feel relieved they can share that with someone.

Haha - "I must go on living. I cannot give in to death so readily." This coming right after his support with Gilbert. Good job, Gilbert.

They've both had it so rough 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"There is no need to force yourself to smile as your soul bleeds." Dimitri always gives such good advice that he never follows.

Aww, now at least it's getting cute instead of just heavy. Marianne laughed too 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Yesss, Girl, preach. I got a little sick of her other supports all being "cheer up!" Like I know it's all in good faith, but I'm so glad this chain exists. It just hits different.

Dimitri doesn't think he's strong enough to live his life. 😭😭😭 this game. I swear.

ohhhh - ohhh, Dimitri blushing now. And all she needed to say was they've been brought closer together. Congrats Marianne!

OHHHH tables have been turned. Now someone's making Dimitri promise he needs to live!

"I don't know what I'd do with myself if we lost you . . ."

"I promise to the goddess of Fodlan that I will never give you cause for despair."

OMG these two are being so sweet, I can't. 😭😭😭😊😊😊

Felix

Oh, boy, here we go. This should be . . . interesting.

Oh, we're starting off good I see. Felix telling Dimitri he needs to answer quickly or get cut in half 😔Felix. No.

Dimitri sounds so somber 😭

Dimitri admitting both are him - the vengeful "boar" and the friendly good person. And this is why I love him.

Dimitri feels the need to shoulder all the regret the dead feel, please don't. They wouldn't want that 😭😭😭😭😭

"The dead won't acknowledge your loyalty, they don't care." - Felix not wrong there.

I partly agree with the idea Dimitri is "serving his own ego" by claiming he's acting for the dead. I think it's a bit more complicated than that, but I think that's part of it.

Felix saying some good stuff here about the dead being dead and the living being living.

"If you keep stringing gravestones around your neck, you'll snap." - Felix, I don't know if you noticed but . . . uh . . . he sort of did.

Felix telling Dimitri to become a grave keeper is a bit funny. Not going to lie.

"I'm not immune to emotion you know." - just tsunderes things

Aw, Felix is upset his father died 😭😭 after all that shit-talking about Rodrigue 😭😭

Wish Felix didn't cut Dimitri off when he said "more than anyone you-" (care about other people, unless he joins CF and just kills everyone)

Oh, God, Felix is such a tsundere. "I couldn't stand the pathetic look on your face. That's all." Sure, Felix.

Kinda wish these two had an A+ though. Seems like there's more to do than the A+ with Annette and Flayn.

Really curious to see what their paired ending is like after that. Seems they're still learning to learn about each other. Well, Felix is. Dimitri didn't seem too upset lol.

Dedue

Ok guys. Here we go. I can't believe I managed to wait for this for last. Everyone hyped this one, so let's hope.

Really? We open with Dimitri having scars on his back? 😭

From 9 years ago? So scars from Duscur then?

Images of shirtless Dimitri now. though Not bad images.

He got scars protecting Dedue?

"It makes me think that is was worthwhile that someone like me survived." 😭😭😭 he's talking about protecting Dedue? 😭😭😭

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"But I saved someone - saved you. That and that alone has been my crutch." 😭😭😭😭😭

I always knew these two were co-dependent.

Dimitri really out here saying that saving Dedue helped him "justify" surviving. 😭😭😭😊😊😊

OMG THAT'S THEIR STORY

OMG, poor Dedue. And Dimitri 😭😭😭did he literally "take a bullet" to save Dedue 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and still has scars? No wonder Dedue's so loyal. Some kid he didn't know did that. That's one hell of an introduction.

And picturing little Dedue just resigned and angry and waiting to die and just 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh, Dedue, you've repaid that debt ten-fold I'm sure.

Ahaha, Dimitri's doing the "you'd better accept your worth!" discussion this time lol.

Dear God these two. Now Dimitri's bringing up that Dedue busted him out of the jail.

I swear, these two have more of a plot off screen than some routes do on screen.

And now picturing Dimitri resigned and just ready to die. And then Dedue busts in. 😭😭😭

"That was nothing more than my duty as your vassal." Stop that Dedue. Dimitri doesn't want you to be his vassal. He wants more.

Holy shit.

"You are irreplaceable. Cherished." 😭😭😭😊😊😊😭😭😭😊😊😊😭😭😭😊😊😊😭😭😭😊😊😊

Not to be that person - but I tell all my "friends" that.

Yes, Dedue, stop saying insisting you're just a "vassal" - that's a worse joke than Alois' puns from earlier.

"Please . . . do not look at me that way." What way, like you're about to make Dimitri cry, or like . . .

"You promised me you would build a Kingdom that is proud to boast of Duscur blood." - shit, man, these two. I just . . .

OMG so much emotion from Dedue. The only time I ever heard that before was in VW when he learned Dimitri died. But let's not remember that right now 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh shit. He called him "Dimitri." 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

And it made him blush.

OMG.

Guys, these two.

Aww, Dimitri looks so surprised. 😊😊😊😊😊😊

Oh, these two are so soft for each other. I can't. I just can't.

"To be your friend . . . is what I have always wanted." You're going to get it.

Man, I feel almost guilty S-Supporting Dimitri. He needs to pair up with Dedue pronto.

Dimitri sounds chocked up. OMG.

"So please call upon me when you walk alone at night." Ok. Dedue. Ok. Yes. Guys. This is all very straight.

I'm not saying it's - you know - cannon, but there's some big feels here.

Oh, Dimitri, stop it. You like Dedue's overprotectiveness. Don't lie.

Man, you guys were so right. Dimitri really just came out and said Dedue was "cherished" and "irreplaceable." Like, I'm not making this stuff up. And Dedue blushing hardcore just saying Dimitri's name.

They're both just so soft. I can't. I literally cannot. This support was gold. It was worth all they hype.

And learning more about how they meant. Dimitri really taking a bullet for Dedue there. I just . . .

I just want all the happiness for both of them. They're really something special towards each other. Like I legitimately think this is one of the most two-way loyal relationships in the whole franchise, and definitely the tightest bond in this game.

Like in past games you had Seth for Ephraim and Erikia and Soren for Ike and it's not like Ike, Ephraim and Erikia and etc don't care, but it wasn't the same level, you know? But this is such a two way street.

And I'm so weak for bodyguard with a crush. Like Seth/Eirika? Yes. Geoffrey/Elincia? 100%. Riza/Roy (Fullmetal Alchemist) there again. I'm sure there's more, but those are my top ones. Even Merlin/Arthur sort of counts even if Arthur doesn't know Merlin's his bodyguard lol.

I need to read fanfic for these two. I really don't want to spoil anything, but I'm dying. They're both just so sweet, and I just really love their dynamic. I really want to do a write up on it once I get to the end of the game.

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Mechanic!San x Reader

I finally did it after thinking and talking about it for so long lamo. It’s not good, maybe rushed? or something idk. But please have fun reading it!

Pairing: Mechanic!San x fem!Reader

Genre: fluff, some angst, applying of smut

Warnings: brief mention of death, drinking, some cursing

You and your friend thought it would be an amazing idea to go on a road trip. Emphasis on amazing, since she didn’t get her car checked before the trip, if it can handle a four hour drive to the beach. You packed your things, throwing it all to the trunk of the car and drove away. Two hours already passed and you decided to take a nap, two more hours of driving awaiting you and Jade. You were awoken by Jade, shaking the Hell out of you. “Y/N, I think the car broke down,” you looked at her with widened eyes, “Please, be joking and tell me that only the gas ran out.” You had some reserve gas back in the trunk. She shook her head and pointed at the front. You came out of the car, instantly looking at the smoke coming from the hood. You looked at her in disbelief, “I told you to get it checked before the trip,” “But! In my defense, that car shop I am always going to, is closed down because of renovations,” she answered with a small pout. “You know, you could go to another one right?,” “Nooo~ in this they always give me a discount,”  you shook your head, knowing there’s no point in arguing. Closing the hood, you take out the phone searching for nearby car mechanics. You found one, an hour away, called “Satan’s Room.” ‘Welp that sounds friendly,’ you thought while dialing the number. Just after few rings a deep, older voice answered, “Hello, this is Satan’s Room, Mr. Choi speaking, how can I help you?,” you were surprised by the professionality in the voice, not gonna lie. “Ah, yes hello, can I ask if you could come to the 34D road? Our car broke down and it showed that only you are the nearest,” you asked nervous waiting for a reply. You heard some shuffling around the room and slamming of the door, “Yeah, it’s not a problem. We are on our way,” Mr. Choi said and hung up. “So? What did they say?,” Jade asked while looking around the road. Having your car broken on the road where there was forest around didn’t seem too appealing to her. You shrugged walking back to the passenger's seat, “He said it’s no prob and be here ASAP,” you said while putting your legs on a dashboard. “HEY! Put them down! I swear you’ll be cleaning this car,” and you slowly put them down, smiling innocently.

Forty minutes passed by since the call and you decided to go look around, still having extra twenty minutes. “Where are you going?,” Jade asked you from the open window. “Just want to check that apple tree over there. I am craving apples,” you said going over to that place. When you got to the tree it indeed had apples on it, so you went up and took some. You were mesmerized by the view from the tree. It wasn’t tall but you could see a beautiful meadow with a mountain in the background more clearly. Smiling to yourself, you just sat on the branch, enjoying the view. totally forgetting about the time. “Y’kno, in this place, stealing apples is a crime,” you heard from below you. You looked down and saw a guy not much older than you. He was wearing black sleeveless tee, black sweats and was smirking at you. Rolling your eyes you were slowly going down, but you slipped and were preparing for an impact with the ground. But it never came. Opening your eyes you saw the mysterious hot man looking down at you, holding you, smiling. You were taken in by his looks, seeing his dimples coming through. Admiring him whole, you realized he was looking right back at you with some feeling, you couldn’t pinpoint what it was, in his eyes. Coughing and blushing you quickly came down turning away. “Your friend, Jade, said you were somewhere here so I came looking for you,” he said while standing in front of you. “How do you know Jade?,” you asked confused, he just chuckled and pointed to his tee where it said “Satan’s Room” and realization hit you like a truck. “Sorry….” looking down, you went ahead not looking if he was following you. “Cute” San said to no one but himself and looked up at the sun, smiling. “Hey! My name is San, what's yours sweet cookie?,” you looked at him shocked because of the nickname but answered nonetheless. “Y/N, nice to meet you, San,” you still smiled tho, even through the shock that came over you of his choice of the nickname. “Mmmm, not only your appearance and voice are sweet, but also your name,” winking at you, he was going down the road back to the car. You stood there still shocked, but moved when you heard your name. Jade couldn’t talk. Still processing the words of Mr. Choi and San. “W-what?,” “I am sorry Jade, but that car will need at least two weeks of reparation,” Mr. Choi said apologetically. She just sighed, looking all distressed, “How much will I have to pay you?,” “Well, normally it would be two thousands of dollars,” she screeched at the price already panicking, “but, we will do it for five hundred dollars, since you are not from around here and looks like you two are just a students on the trip,” “That we are,” you confirmed. “Wait, you’ll just give me that big discount? Are you actually angels in disguise or what?,” still shocked she looked at them with big eyes. You found her very cute at the moment and thought San found it cute too. That sparkled a small pang of jealousy in your heart. Wanting to look at him but at same time you didn’t. Anyways, you looked up seeing him smile at Jade with his dimples. Instantly, you looked away and asked a question, “But, where will we be staying? Since it’s for two weeks…,” Jade coughed, seriousness back in her voice, “Yeah, maybe there's a motel around,” the two of you looked at the father and son duo if there’s really something around. San looked at you apologetically, smile disappearing, “Sadly… there’s nothing like that around,” “But you can stay at our place with us. We have extra room,” Mr. Choi quickly added, “Don’t worry, we are not serial killers,” he joked and you two eased a little bit. After agreeing, they took you to their house. On the way there you learn that San’s mother died three years ago and it’s only the two of them. There’s also a younger son, JongHo, but he left for another city to study. Also you learned that neither of them cooks and are only eating delivery food, so you made it your task to cook for them for these two weeks, since they gave you a big ass discount and are letting you two stay there. 

It was already morning, you went downstairs finding only note on the table in a very messy kitchen saying, ‘We are at the workshop, see you two later. You can do anything you want to - San,’ you sighed, going back upstairs to wake up Jade. You both got ready, “So what are we gonna do today?,” she asked while sipping on her coffee. “How about cleaning this messy kitchen and living room, go buy groceries and make them real food?,” you answered, looking around. She agreed and went to clean at least half of the dishes before you went shopping for groceries and stuff for cleaning. It took you two at least four hours to clean the whole house. Satisfied you went to the now clean kitchen to prepare some chicken breasts with potatoes and vegetable soup. Simple, because you had zero strength at this point, after all the cleaning. Bathroom took you a very long time to get rid of the oil stains. Jade sighed saying she will take a shower first and you just nodded, chilling on the sofa. After five minutes you heard that the washing machine was done with washing the clothes so you went and took them out to get dry. Humming you were hanging the clothes to dry in the backyard. “Oh! Hello? Are you San’s new girlfriend or something?,” you heard from beside you. Turning around you saw an old, lovely lady, looking at you fondly. “Ah, Hello. No I am not, me and my friend are staying here. Our car broke down and they said it will take at least two weeks so they are letting us stay here,” you answered with a small blush. She smiled, “These guys are sweet. And sorry for quickly assuming you are San’s girlfriend. He wasn’t dating anyone since his mother’s death. All the time helping his father at the car shop,” she answered looking at the house, something like memories flashing through her eyes. “It’s good you are helping them, at least for this short amount of time. I was always cooking for them, but these last three months they are saying they don’t need it, saying they are cooking for themselves,” she added and you chuckled, “If hundred boxes of delivery food is cooking by themselves, then yeah, they are cooking,” she looked at you shocked, “I will smack them! Living so unhealthy, tsk,” you again chuckled at her fondly. She waved you off going back to her house mumbling about how she will smack them and make them real food.  You went inside and found Jade baking brownies, “What? I mean they might want some? If not, I am surely craving some after that cleaning,” she pouted and you laughed, going to the shower. 

You were singing a song called ‘I miss you, I’m sorry’ by Gracie Abrams. Memories from the last relationship coming back to you. “You said, "forever," and I almost bought it

I miss fighting in your old apartment

Breaking dishes when you're disappointed

I still love you, I promise

Nothing happened in the way I wanted

Every corner of this house is haunted

And I know you said that we're not talking

But I miss you, I'm sorry” You sang brokenly, still not over it.  You finally got out of the bathroom, only to slam into something, well, someone. “Hey, you okay?,” San looked down at you, worry in his eyes. You didn’t understand why and then you realized you were crying. Memories had really hit you hard in the shower while singing that song.  “Yeah, yeah, just got some shampoo in my eyes… Did you eat?,” “No, I am gonna take shower first, then dad and then we are gonna eat,” you just nodded, going downstairs to find Jade and San’s dad laughing about something. “Y/N! Mr. Choi said they will paint my car pink!” she jumped up and down, all happy about the new color. “Oh, wouldn’t it cost more thought?,” “We will only take one hundred dollars more, otherwise it’s a lot more,” he answered kindly. “Also, thank you. For the cleaning and the food,” he softly smiled, his small dimples showing. ‘Ah, so San’s dimples come from his dad, cute’ you thought, smiling softly at him. “Dad, you can go now! They even cleaned up the bathroom. Never seen it this clean,” San laughed. His dad patted him on his back and went to the bathroom. “While cleaning we found this,” Jade handed San a photo frame where he, his dad, his younger brother and his mom were on the photo. “We were looking for that for a year now,” he smiled sadly, caressing the photo, “Where did you find it?” he looked between you two. “Y/N found it in that pile next to the sofa,” Jade pointed to the now empty spot. He looked at you and softly smiled, “Thank you,” you just nodded your head and went to heat up the food.

After the simple dinner, you four were talking on the porch, looking at the sky. Jokes were coming back and forth. Also Jade telling San’s dad about your school lives. “Y/N, are you single?,” that random question from San surprised you. “Yeah.. I had a pretty bad break up a few months ago,” you scratched your neck nervously. “I see,” he smiled at you and winked.  After these small talks you went back inside. “San fell in love with you on the first sight it seems,” she smiled at you, “No. he didn’t. I saw how he was looking at you the whole day,” you answered, faking a smile. “But he asked you if you are single,” she looked at you confused, “Maybe courtesy, I don’t know, let’s go to sleep,” turning the light off, you let the darkness consume you.

These two weeks you enjoyed yourself. Having fun with Mr. Choi and San and Jade. It was time for you two to go, car already done. Time flew by quickly. San was always talking to you about anything but also nothing. You thought he was just nice to you because he wanted to be with Jade. You always saw him in sleeveless tees or only in pants. He was really toned and you couldn’t think about some things. Sometimes when you visited their workplace you would find him leaned above the hood, repairing something. You knew, these images wouldn’t get out of your head for a long time.

“Well it’s time to say goodbye,” Mr. Choi said, handing Jade the keys. “Yes, promise us to eat home cooked food and not delivery. Maybe we wil be going around again sometime soon and we will need help again,” Jade laughed, hugging both of them. You just stood there on the side, looking down. “Hey, give me a hug, princess,” San said while crushing your bones, smiling at you, “Don’t worry, sweet cookie, I know we will meet again some time soon,” he winked at you and kissed your cheek. You blushed, looking him in the eyes, “Why,” with small voice you looked back down, “Because I like you,” he casually said and hugged you again. Your brain was frozen, not understanding.  Then it hit you, that he meant it in a friendly way. You just smiled and went inside the car. Three months came by. October is already here. Your head was just full of school, part time job and San. You just couldn’t stop thinking about him. “Let’s go to the club tonight, we need some chill,” Jade grunted while jumping on your bed. “You know, I hate clubs,” rolling your eyes, you continued on with your homework. “C’mon, it’s been so long since we went somewhere,” she pouted, getting in your face. You sighed, agreeing. “Also, maybe, you will meet some cute guy there,” she winked and went to get ready.

You wore leather high waist pants, with harness around your left thigh, black, long sleeves V neck and some choker. Jade said if you didn’t want to wear a dress, you are going in this. You just shrugged, taking the second option.

“Well, you look so hot,” she whistled and checked you out.

Finally at the club, the two of you went straight for the bar, each taking a shot of tequila. Jade dragged you to the dance floor. You enjoyed yourself, you couldn’t lie. All the stress and thinking went away. Your thoughts were interrupted by someone sneaking their hands around your waist, pulling you into a chest.

“Hey, angel, long time no see. You look really hot,” you recognized the voice. Your ex, Jaehyun. Turning around quickly, you looked up at him in shock,

“What the hell do you want here, Jaehyun?,” Jade screamed at him, pulling you away.

“Came by to have some fun, like you,” he winked at you, licking his lips.

“Just leave, you hurt her more than enough,” she tried to take you away but he held your hand saying you are not going anywhere.

“Leave me alone!” you screamed and hit his chest.

“No, angel, you are mine. Bet you are still virgin, wanna have some fun?,” he laughed, pulling you into him. All of the sudden you were taken away from him. When you looked up, you saw San beating up your ex on the floor.

“San! No! Stop!,” you just went to him and back hugged him,

“Let’s just go, he is not worth it,” San relaxed and took your hand, going out of the club.

After some running, you got to your apartment. It was nearby and you ran there without thinking, San following you. When you got in and closed the door behind you two, you looked at him shocked.

“What are you even doing here? How did you know we would be there?,” millions of questions coming from your mouth.

“Hey, chill. I will answer one by one,” he put his hands on your shoulders, to calm you down a little bit.

“I am here, because I wanted to see you. And Jade texted me that you will be in that club, earlier today. So, here I am.” You looked at him still confused. ‘He and Jade have exchanged numbers?’ you thought to yourself, all the happiness from seeing him going away.

“I see…” you took your shoes off, ignoring him and going to the living room.

“What’s wrong?” he asked while back hugging you, nuzzling into your neck.

“This is wrong! You and Jade had each other's numbers this whole time! And here you are, hugging me and nuzzling your face into my neck!,” you yelled trying to get away.

“What are you implying?,” he turned you around looking into your eyes. You swear he could take your soul away by just his looks.

“That. You are here playing with my feelings? And not with Jade? What am I even to you, Choi San? Just a small fun before you will ask Jade out? Or what?,” you said brokenly, tears coming from your eyes.

“Those two weeks, I really liked you. Scratch. I like you even now. Couldn’t stop thinking about you this whole time. And now,” you looked away, sighing. You weren’t prepared for this. He took your face into his hands and smashed his lips onto yours. The kiss was hungry and full of passion. No words needed.

“I didn’t give you my number, because I needed to focus on something. It was a big project for a very rich and dangerous man. And I know you would distract me. But I am sorry, princess. I gave my number to Jade just in case you, Y/N,  would need me,” his eyes telling you that he said the truth. You kissed him softly on his lips, hoping for a good reaction. He kissed you back, lifting you up. Locking your legs around his waist and hands around his neck, you deepened the kiss.

“Where’s your room?” he asked with heavy breath and you just pointed to the door, kissing his neck and making small galaxies. Grunting he opened the door, your attack on his neck making him more aroused.

“Baby girl, calm down,” he chuckled, putting you down on the bed and getting on top of you.

You blushed, realization hitting you,

“San… there’s a thing,” he caressed your cheek humming for you to continue, “I- I am still a virgin,” you blushed looking away. After few seconds he turned your head back to him and smiled,

“And? You think I wouldn’t want you because of that?” nodding you tried to look away again but he held your face, looking at you fondly.

“Princess, that doesn’t matter. I want you,” he finished with a soft kiss that turned to a passionate one really quickly. Finally you pulled away, taking a breath. His eyes were so dark and dilated, you lost yourself in them. He smirked, taking his shirt off,

“Baby girl, I won’t hurt you,” kissing your neck, “but I might later on. In a good way,” taking your shirt off, “also this choker is staying on your neck throughout this whole time,” he finished with a searing kiss. The night was filled with moans and soft breaths, the moon making it more magical.

[the-worst-fe-player]

☕ everything about fates and the drama give us an essay king

Lamo thank you to king/queen/royalty

Okay so I'm gonna break this down into segments and header it with a different colour some will he shorter than others. Also sorry if I spell names of county wrong and rember this is just my opinion

Story

Also heads up I played it in this order conquest -> rev -> birthrights I know I should have swapped rev and birthrights but it was really expensive and I was like 14

Fates story is not the best but deffently not as bad as some people said. Overall I'll be honst I liked conquest story but not birthrights which I know most people have the opposite oppion on but like I found conquest to be more fun I enjoyed the idea of sneaking around garons back with your siblings and being powerless at times to stop a lot of the things like the massacre where scarlet dies and ryoma death there where moments I just groaned at the screen but apart from that I had more fun. Birthrights I'll be real the story kind of bored me i only really found certain parts interesting but my favourite moment from fates actually came from birthrights and it was the Xander fight where he killed elise and then let corrin kill him it was tragic and sad and I live for angst ngl. rev story I don't remember to much sorry I mostly fouced on the characters ngl but that sence with the kid turning into the faceless was really cool and also the one with makoto and she fucks with you and the doors but idk if that's classed as story or gameplay but either way that was sick

Gameplay

Fates gameplay was soild as fuck I will die on this hill. The pair up was cool, the skills and classes where sick and the character balancing minor some major problems *cough xander ryoma takumi cough* was pretty cool and corrin is not nearly as broken as Robin or byleth. I like to play conquest the most because I'm a maschoist lol but even though most of revs maps where gimmicks I love them there so iconic, tbh most of fates maps are like I understand most of fates criticism but the maps, apart from rev as not everyone likes gimmicks, I just dont understand

Phoenix mode

Honstly play the game how you want to if that's on normal Phoenix go a head I dont care you play the game how you want to. Like yeah Phoenix mode may take away all the difficulty but casual took away perma death and that's the most played game mode because that's what people want and if people want Phoenix then just let them have it doesn't bother me I will never play it but I dont care if others do.

Corrin

Okay so I actually like corrin and before you look away I will explain why I think their dislikes and why I do like them and think how they could be improved

I think the promblem people have with Corrin is that they dont have enough personilty to be a regular character but they have to much that they can't be an avatar if you know what I mean. Like with Robin they deffently had a personily but they weren't the main character chrom was so it wasn't in your face as much yeah they made some important decisions whitch often did nothing but at the end of the day it lopped back to chrom and this is something corrin cant do everything has to be about corrin as there the main lord. But corrin is kind they dont want to kill common soldiers and that's never really addressed (as far as I can remember) why corrin wont kill like the sibling bit make sense but the common solider whitch could have killed there spouse is just frustrating at times and something not many people feel while playing. Corrin would have worked better if they wasn't a self insert that went against the average players emotions. But yeah I do feel people are to harsh on corrin as well though like with the whole not earning the Yaot witch is like they kind of did though it was the fact that who ever held the yaot would bring the world peace and they did it was there destiny to do so to fight in a war and mabey kill there family but even then I don't see people giving the three houses leaders shit for there wepons and they did less all they did was be born from a group of people that committed genocide! But also many people say nothing bad happens to them but at least in conquest and birthrights corrin suffers, in conquest the blood of what you think are your siblings are on your hands one forced to commit sucide and the other painful possed and then there the amount of murder they just had to watch and then birthrights watching elise die for them and xander pretty much letting corrin kill him and everything else like bruh this shit is sad and is also the reson I pray fe stops using self inserts and goes back to the older ways

Translation

Why! Why! Who thought that was a good idea Xander what did they do to him 🥺 I haven't finshed reading a direct translation of fates yet but its like so much better then the English version if you have the chance to read through it's worth it so much. Also same with three houses it wasn't as bad but like certain scenes are better like the really cringy reponse el had to dimitri on gronder feild actually makes sense and just especially if you like crimson flower as out of all the routs edelgard and cf feels like it got changed the most its just interesting ngl anyway onto fates again

The petting game

I know I would hate it as I already hate the wake the slug a bug up and the "you didn't blow niles hard enough" stuff but it was also optional so like idk i don't really have an oppion

Fan service (camilla)

I like big tits (as long as there not mine lol) as much as the next person who also likes that stuff but even I'll admit It was way to much at times especially the did you miss you big sister part like I enjoy camillas character I'm a sucker for a character with a tragic backstory, loves there family, cares for others a bit to much and could bench press me but the times where she was just fan severse sucked.

Paying for everything sprealty

I hate it:(

Characters

Leo♥️leo♥️leo♥️

Overall I like the majority of characters, here are my top 3 favs girls and boy

Best girls : Charlotte, orochi and Nyx

Best boys: leo, saizo and laslow (idk if he counts if not Forrest)

I always see people being like (x) was wasted in fates i wished they were in a different game but literally 3/4 of the cast have that said about them so like do yall hate the cast or love it :/

My overall oppion

I have mixed oppions over all I do like fates conquest is one of my favourite fe and I hope mabey in twenty years it will get re made with a better translation and some adjustments to corrin and the story

Thank you for the ask sorry this is so long and sorry if it makes no sense

[tastingmellow]

Stereotypes

A/N:

Aaaahhhh, so this is my very first fic! I'm not completely sure how long this will and I'm not about to count every single word so just enjoy, sis! Also, if I depicted anything wrong in this fic let me know, sorry for the mistakes! Also, this takes place before Killmonger. So. Yeah!

Disclaimer: Gif is not mine

Warnings: Language

Word Count: I don't know, I didn't count 😂

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'Shit.'

The first thought that ran through your mind hearing that loud, unmistakable bark was 'Shit.'. You had just transferred to Howard from Cornell. The education was nice but there was something missing, that college experience that you wanted. You attended a few parties there and let's say you were...underwhelmed. So, when ypu best friend, Anastasia, suggested a transfer with her to Howard you leapt at the oppurtunity. An HBCU experience was like no other. The parties, the brotherhoods, the sisterhoods, the education, all of it was in it's own category of Hype.

Although attending Cornell, you still had knowledge of HBCUs and one of them being the Sororities and Fraternities. You loved them but never saw yourself joining one. However, your mother and father both took part in them. Your mother was in AKA, yes ma'am. And your father was part of Alpha Delta Phi, which explains the large jacket you were in the cool autumn breeze.

Students parted, some squealing excitedly as they stared behind you. Stasi had already made her way to class and you had gotten up late so here you were. You took in a deep breath and continued on, walking but making your way off the pathway and into the grass since Que Dogs usually come in large packs.

As you walked unbeknownst to you, you had caught someone's eye. Erik Stevens. He eyed you, smiling as he drank you in. His eyes ran from your large afro, to your Alpha Delta Phi jacket. His eyebrows raised slightly before nudging his friend, Tré. "Yo, you know shorty in Alpha Delta Phi jacket?" He boomed while nodding his head towards you. Tré looked you over, biting his lip before rubbing his hands together. "Nah, but I sure would like too. Aye, shawty--". He was cut off by Erik jabbing him in his chest, Tré wheezing and clutching the spot. "Damn, nigga. Chill! I was just playin', you ain't to punch me like that. Punk ass..." He coughed and rubbed his chest while Erik rolled his eyes and broke away from the group.

He straightened out his jeans and crisp white tee. The purple jacket of the Omega Psi Phi rested over his physique and and a simple gold chain hung from his neck. He licked his lips and smiler before jogging up to you.

That sixth sense of company that everyone has loomed over you, so you turned and nearly jumped out of your skin. You clutched your chest and let out a breath as Erik bit his lip to hold in a laugh.

"Fuck! You could've tapped me or something." You spoke, unconsciously stopping your trek. "My fault, ma. You just looked like you were thinking, ain't want you to lose your train of thought. Erik, by the way." He smiled and held put his hand out. Your eyes loomed over his form, stopping at his waist and back up before taking his hand and shaking it. "Y/N." You simply replied and he chuckled.

'Damn, he looks good.'

"You headed to Chem?" He asked and you nodded before regretting your decision. 'You just met the motherfucker, now you telling him your classes. Bitch, you must wanna die, huh?' Your internal voice scolded you as you mentally facepalmed.

Erik nodded and looked ahead while sliding his hands in his pockets before looking back to you. "Well, lemme walk with you. I'm headed to Chem, might as well go together." He spoke, eyes trailing from your dark brown orbs, over your thick hips, to your dirty white Vans and back up. You noticed his eyes and placed a hand on your hip. "I don't need you mentally undressing me in broad daylight." You scolded and he licked his lips while taking a step closer. "How about I physically undress you tonight?"

Your legs damn near felt weak as he spoke but you kept it together, rolling your eyes and moving to start walking again. "Wait, wait! Okay, that was out of line. Just let me walk with you to class." He spoke, eyes going big, almost like he was begging. You sighed and he smiled broadly, "Fine."

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Erik walked you to class, as well as kept yoy entertained with his inappropriate jokes and such. You stepped into the room, waving to your professor before making your way to your usual seat, right in the middle and by the wall.

You sat down, pulling out your notebook and pen. You heard shuffling beside you and looked over, eyes widening slightly as you looked at Erik unpacking his things. He looked over at you and shrugged, "You too my spot so I'm about to bother you all class." You softly chuckled before turning to the board as class started.

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A frustrated sigh left you as you looked over the notes on the board and the study guide you created. You couldn't figure out a formula and it was agittating the hell out of you. Erik noticed your frustration and leaned over, "You aight?" You glanced up at him and shook your head. "No, I can't figure out this damn formula and I know that I know it, I just can't get the shit on paper.", You cried.

Erik held out his hand you handed him your study guide. He skimmed through it before beginning to explain it to you. You nodded, listening to his little lecture before realization washed over you and you grabbed the sheet from him, scribbling down the formula. You turned the sheet to him and he nodded, you did a little dance in your chair. "Thank you so much!"

Erik nodded, while leaning over to you. "No problem, princess." You smiled shyly before getting back to your study guide.

About ten minutes later, class ended and you were packing up when Erik grabbed your hand, as well as your attention. "Let me take you out." He spoke and you were slightly shocked.

You heard a lot of "horror" stories about Ques. How they smash and dash girls, or if they do cuff they don't do anything but cheat/act as though they're single so you were a little apprehensive.

Almost as if Erik had read your mind he takes a step forward, holding your hand against his chest and looking into your eyes. "I know what you heard about Ques but I promise I'm not trying do you like that. Let me take you out, one time."

"You barely know me," you breathed out.

"Well let me get to know you. Just one date and if you hate it I won't ever ask you again." He said, hope in his eyes.

You looked at him, a small smile spreading over your lips before you nodded slowly. "Okay." Erik grinned brightly and nodded. "Great, I'll pick you up Friday. Be ready by 7." He smoothly kissed your hand before making his way down from his seat and out of the classroom.

About 2 minutes later he walked back in and ran back to you. "Okay so I need your phone and dorm number." You laughed softly and gave him both before he reminded you of the time and day and made his way out.

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You had just hopped out the shower and dried off. You braided your hair into a crown and put on your bonnet before turning on your chill playlist. Focus by H.E.R played througg your Bluetooth speaker as you grabbed your Chemistry notebook as well as notebook.

About an hour into studying your phone dinged, indicating a message. You picked it up and smiled at the message. 'Good Night, beautiful. Friday, 7pm.' You playfully rolled your eyes, chuckling to yourself before texting back. 'Good Night, Erik. And I got you.'

You studied for about another hour before calling it a night. You closed your book, turned off your music and put everything away. You plugged your phone up, secured your bonnet and cut off your lamo after getting under he covers.

Your mind wondered, going from family to classes and, finally, ending on Erik. You smiled at the thought of him before letting sleep consume you.

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Blurb: Stiles cutting a Christmas tree down with his newly wife 🎄

“Stiles, seriously, stop.”

Y/N was wrapped in a dark green shawl with a large mug of chamomile tea tight within her shivering grasp. It was very cold out, so cold in fact, she had strongly debated not leaving the house to join her husband. 

“Sti.”

Stiles, her husband was currently trying to cut down one of the large trees down by the river that flowed close to the Stilinski cabin, their cabin. Why was he doing this?

Because an employee down at the store where they had gone to buy a Christmas tree had informed the newlyweds that delivering the tree to their house would cost them almost double the original price. 

Stiles was absolutely flabbergasted. And he was so angry, he had stomped out of there declaring that he didn’t need the company’s help and that he was just going to have to cut one down himself, etc, etc.

So Y/N stood by the river, trying not to focus on her frozen fingertips, asking her husband to stop being so stubborn and come back inside. 

“Stiles, for the love of god, stop it!” she exclaimed, annoyed at his childish behaviour. 

He did pause, and wincing as his fingers ached, he looked up at his wife.

“What?” he asked, gruffly.

“What has gotten into you? Why are you so adamant to cut down a tree yourself?”

Stiles frowned and his eyes wandered down to the axe he was holding with his gloved hands.

“Honestly?”

Y/N nodded and took a step closer to him.

“Okay, the other day, when the dishwasher was broken, you didn’t ask me to check it out. You called someone to fix it. Same thing with the tv. And that time when there was mould, you never come to me.”

Stiles let go of the axe and let if fall into the crispy but thin layer of snow on the frozen ground. He walked towards Y/N and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him in a warm and gentle embrace that she accepted with pleasure.

“I want to be someone you can depend on, someone you can count on when it comes to house chores and stuff like that. I want to be able to do stuff around the house and help fix stuff that needs to be fixed. I guess, today, I just wanted to prove to you that I was handy and that I could do stuff like cutting down a tree all alone.”

Stiles looked over at the tree he had picked and snorted. There were a few cuts, but they were absolutely useless. 

“You say “stuff” a lot, ya know that?”

Stiles raised an eyebrow at Y/N and she laughed, a sweet smile decorating her cold face.

“Sti, I know I can count on you. I just call someone because I don’t want to bother you with those things. But I know that when I need you, you’ll be there for me,” she said.

“Okay, I’m sorry I was such an idiot.”

“You’re not. Besides, if I’m being completely honest, it was kind of hot seeing you out here with an axe. Very- lumberjack sexy.”

“Was it now?” Stiles gave her a sly smile and Y/N leaned in. The pair exchanged a soft kiss by the tree, the world surrounding them melting away.

sorry if this wasn’t what you picture Val haha, I did my best lamo, thank you for being so patient w me and for sending in a request, hope you enjoyed it

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“17” people who made my 2017 better (copied from EVERYONE)

Let it be known that I don’t know 17 whole people and this is only 14 and some of these don’t count & I know that but fuck off im introverted

@pugiey101 ejh :’) I’m like 20% sure we met this year and you’ve just been so great :’)) you were one of like 4 people I felt like I could actually count on 24/7 and you’re you :’)) we do need to Skype sometime tho & you’re aLWAYS BUSY

@instarbuckswithdan zayannnnnnnnnnnnnnn thanks for reblogging my shitposts what a legend honestly lmao & sorry for fucking with about 6000 of your posts iM GeTtINg BeTTeR I sWeAR lmao but really you’re always there for me ily sm

@assbutt-bitch-jerk-idjit allisonnnnnnnnnnnnn :) I’m v v sorry for being hella annoying all year lmao we dont even talk on tumblr but ik ur url soo also thanks for knowing my irl name and not ever calling me by it online an icon honestly ps. You have a great ass

@demonoftheforest beck :DD we don’t talk much anymore but when I had a crisis like a week ago you where like one of the only people who didn’t say I was overreacting and hontsksh you’re such a babe tysm for everything

@lanathetricerotops Lana we don’t talk as much now as we used to but thanks for letting me ruin your innocent with hella porn jokes lmao

@callmekiddo-2 thanks for putting up with me through Big Bang & ur videos give me life ur hilarious

@baybayrox answer my fucking texts you tool

@theliteralotherhalf cam thanks for joining my rabbit today lmao we met yesterday but i helped you hit 100 today so ima add you

@neonthoughtsforever jen idk if this was this year or last bc I’m bad with dates but thanks for letting me write a shitty version of your fic and acting like my writing wasn’t BAD like it was lamo

@danielhowell rat meme

@amazingphil sweet angel

@tumblrbot you impacted my life a lot I love you

@cheezbot you where my first follower and I love you, you stuck with me through thick and thin and you’re the only mutual that matters

@ Josh Ramsay (whom isn’t on tumblr but fuck you im already out of tumblr users) you’re always hella important to me and the only song you released this year is plenty more than you released last year Fuck You

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Be with Me (Hanzo x Diabetic!Reader)

Request: Could I request something for Hanzo? I'm a T1 diabetic and I never really see diabetics written about so maybe a T1 who is in the middle of battle and cant check their bg and faints from a low bg and Hanzo comes to the rescue with glucose? Maybe pre thing where they're good friends and have feelings but haven't confessed and Hanzo carries insulin and stuff on him and yeyeye :)

(haha! Here you go budde, my T1 buddy came to the rescue and this has been given the diabetc seal of approval. Idk if its different with everyone or if its relatively the same, i just went of her description and advice. I hope you like it! (bad title is bad and no one talks about their relatonship beforehand lamo)

Words: 9851

TW; Gunshots are mentioned multiple times and theres blood at the very end, if i missed something please tell me!

The Shimada Estate was being attacked. Again. Had you worked at the estate for more than five years, you would experience at least a few attacks and infiltrations. But seeing as you were a server to one of the largest criminal empire, these were always bound to happen. Chiefs, servers, and gardeners alike would be trained in basic combat. The older workers taught most how to use guns, but you had never fired in a skirmish like this. Hanzo would always hide you away in his room.

You could hear loud shouts, some in English and some in Japanese. It was early dawn, and very few were awake before the incursion. The only reason you were awake was to prepare breakfast for Hanzo, Genji, and their father. The maids and servants around you were prepared for this, only the new workers freaked out when shooting the enemy. And despite working there for so long, you still felt like fresh meat.

Your heart hammered heavily in your chest as some daring slowly crept out of the kitchen, while you and the others had lunged to find the best spot to hide until discovered. You were lucky enough to grab the nearest walk in pantry and started to block it with whatever you could find. Which wasn’t much.

You wiped your hair out of your face as you backed further in. The shouts got louder, and as the attack furthered on you could feel yourself weaken, and slowly shake as you slid down the pantry walls. You cursed at yourself, trying to concentrate on the things around you. All you could hear was angry yelling and gunfire. You didn’t have your pump anywhere near you, you had left it in your room since you rushed yourself to leave so early since you usually weren’t the one preparing meals. God, how could you be so stupid? The one thing that keeps you in control and you left it in your room.

Had the situation been different, Hanzo would’ve easily grabbed the epipen out of his pocket (that he always carried whenever he was with you, so he was constantly carrying it) and helped you. But Hanzo wasn’t here, and you were alone. Now barely even able to defend yourself if this continued. You could feel yourself shaking heavily now, almost as if you were vibrating in your spot as you tried wiping off the sweat that lightly coated any area of exposed skin.

There came more shouts, and one by one the gunfire stopped as bodies dropped onto the wooden floor. “(Y/N)?” It was Hanzo. He didn’t sound angry, it sounded a lot like concern. He called out your name again. You weakly crawled over to the door and started undoing your small barricade. “Hanzo?” Your voice sounded weak, and your mouth felt like cotton. There was a bit of shuffling, and you could hear a high pitch whine in your ears as the door is opened, letting light flood into the pantry. But as soon as you saw light, it became dark.

Everything was fuzzy, you could hear Hanzo calling your name, asking you to stay with him. You could feel a large prick in your arm, and you couldn’t help but whimper. Light slowly crept in again, and you had to blink a few times to see clearly again.

Hanzo’s left arm was leaning you up, easily support you. And in his right hand held your spare epipen. You looked up and were surprised your face wasn’t getting tickled by his long hair. It was in a high ponytail instead, each hair set in place. He always did that when he was in a stressful situation. You were about to say something before you felt something rise in in the back of your throat. Hanzo’s face had clear worry written all over it. “Are you-” He never got to finish his sentence, as you pulled yourself away and crawled to a nearby basket, hurling whatever you had for last night into the hopefully empty basket. You spit out what seemed to be the last of the acidic taste.

Realization struck you. You just puked. In a basket. In front of your crush slash best friend. Oh my god. You slowly looked back to Hanzo, and he still had the worried look on his face. You made sure to wipe whatever was left on your face with your sleeve.

“I’m sorry, I-” You croaked, turning away from the basket to face him. Hanzo had already rushed in to hug you, shoving your face in his chest.

You had to squirm and bit just to lay your head on his shoulder, and to wrap your arms loosely around him. You peeked out from his shoulder, the pantry door still opened behind him. You could see the blood splattered onto the ground, and arrows sticking out of bodies you couldn’t recognize. You could take comfort in knowing that someone had your back. You sighed, practically melting into the hug.

“Is it over?” You asked. “Yes, they were either killed or ran like cowards,” Hanzo said simply, referring to the attackers. You nodded, leaning against him fully now. You two sat there for awhile. “I was worried, you know,” Hanzo said, tightening his arms around you slightly. You could feel the warmth rush to your cheeks. “Yeah, I know.” You mumbled, quickly brushing off the thought of his statement involving feelings. Not best friend feelings, but 'I love you and I want to keep you safe’ feelings. He would never feel that way towards you. And you accepted that. Being friends was good enough for you.

“You could’ve died out here.” You sighed. “Stop saying the obvious and just, be with me right now, you dork.” Hanzo shut up after that, and you both relished in the feeling of holding each other, while the world was quiet around you.