#Mini Story

[imreidswifey]

Little Things That Matter -Fluff-

Summary: Sometimes, love isn’t about grand gestures or dramatic declarations—it’s found in the quiet, meaningful moments that leave a lasting impact. In this collection of mini-stories, you fall for Dr. Spencer Reid, the brilliant but socially awkward profiler from the BAU, through the small, thoughtful things he does: letting you take the last seat on a crowded train, cooking your favorite meal, planning a cozy picnic, and soothing your stress with his gentle touch. Each moment shows his kindness, intelligence, and quiet charm, proving that love truly is in the details.

A/N: This is 4 mini stories so get comfy and enjoy! Please request any ideas or prompts!! I NEED MORE IDEAS

Warnings:

Mild references to stress: Includes brief mentions of workplace frustrations and emotional tension.

Fluff and sweetness overload: This story contains heartwarming, tender moments that might leave you smiling uncontrollably.

Second-person POV: Written from your perspective to immerse you in the story.

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1. Letting You Sit in Your Seat

You’re flustered as you board the crowded train, scanning the car for an empty seat. To your relief, you spot one near the window. But just as you make your way over, a lanky man with tousled hair and a book in hand reaches it at the same time.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you stammer, stepping back instinctively.

He looks up, startled, his hazel eyes wide behind his glasses. “No, no—please, you take it,” he insists, clutching his book closer to his chest. “I can stand. I, uh, actually find it easier to balance this way when the train moves.”

His awkward smile and the way he fidgets with the corner of his book make you hesitate, but the sincerity in his tone convinces you. You sit down, thanking him, and watch as he moves to stand nearby, gripping a pole while immersing himself in his reading.

Every so often, you catch him glancing your way, as if to make sure you’re comfortable. When you get off at your stop, you thank him again, and he offers you a shy smile. It’s such a small gesture, but the way he put your comfort above his own lingers in your mind for days.

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2. Making Food for Each Other as a Surprise

You’re not sure how it started—a casual conversation about favorite foods, maybe—but one evening, you find yourself baking cookies with the sole purpose of surprising Spencer. You know he has a sweet tooth, and the thought of his expression when he tastes them fills you with anticipation.

When you show up at his apartment, he’s startled but pleased to see you. “I was just about to call you,” he admits, stepping aside to let you in.

You set the cookies on the counter, only to notice the table is already set with two plates of spaghetti carbonara.

“Wait, did you… make dinner?” you ask, raising an eyebrow.

He flushes, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, you mentioned you liked it once, and I thought I’d try. I wasn’t sure if I got the proportions right, though. Math is easy; cooking is… not.”

You laugh and hold up your cookies. “Looks like we both had the same idea.”

Dinner turns into an evening of laughter, compliments, and an unspoken understanding that you’re starting to mean more to each other than you realized.

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3. Picnic Date

It’s his idea, but you can tell he’s nervous about it. The picnic is meticulously planned: a cozy blanket spread out in the park, a wicker basket filled with sandwiches, fruit, and thermoses of tea.

“I, um, wasn’t sure what you’d like, so I brought a little of everything,” he says, gesturing to the assortment.

You smile as you sit down beside him, touched by the effort. “It’s perfect.”

He relaxes a little as you both eat, the conversation flowing easily. He tells you random facts about the park’s history and the migratory patterns of birds overhead, his eyes lighting up as he talks. You don’t mind—his enthusiasm is contagious.

When a gust of wind blows his hair into his face, you reach over without thinking, brushing it back. He freezes for a second, then smiles shyly.

By the time the sun sets, you’re lying side by side, staring at the sky, and you realize you’re completely smitten with this quirky, brilliant man.

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4. Giving You a Head Massage While You Talk

You’re sprawled on Spencer’s couch, recounting your day while he sits behind you. His fingers, long and graceful, work gently through your hair, rubbing circles into your scalp.

“I just don’t understand why she keeps undermining me in meetings,” you vent, leaning into his touch.

“Maybe she feels threatened,” he says softly, his voice thoughtful. “Sometimes people react that way when they see someone else excelling.”

You pause, considering his words. “That… actually makes sense. Thank you.”

He hums in response, his hands never faltering. The tension in your shoulders melts away under his careful attention, and you find yourself smiling despite the frustrations of the day.

“I didn’t know you were this good at massages,” you tease, glancing back at him.

His cheeks turn pink, but he grins. “It’s all about applying even pressure in the right places. There’s actually a study that shows…”

He trails off when he sees you laughing. “Sorry. I, uh, tend to ramble.”

“Don’t apologize. It’s one of the reasons I like you.”

The way his eyes light up at your words makes your heart skip a beat.

[mosneakers]

Nyon: Wait let me get this straight... so you're... me? Nervous: [Nods] Nyon: No offense but... you look terrible. What happens to... us?

Nervous: Things. Lots of bad things. Long story. Nyon: Oh. Can you tell me?

Nervous: Let's walk.

3 hours later~

To be continued...

[hogtiedwhorestories]

i get what i want. i always have. every man that i wanted, i made sure to make him mine. my roommate knows this very well. she has always been trying to find that right guy, so she is always bringing guys to the apartment. this has always been great for me, creating a long line of guys that i can have my pick from. compared to her, i know these guys would rather be with me. i know this because if its a guy i want to sleep with, i make it happen. this has caused a bit of a riff between me and my roommate, but the way i see it, im giving her a lesson in the real world. life isnt always fair, and the hot girl always comes out on top.

thats why when she brought her latest guy to the apartment, i knew i had to have him. not only was he a hottie, but he is a doctor. jackpot! no way am i letting this guy get away. you better believe i fucked him after a couple visits to the apartment. i think this one really upset her. once she found out, i dont think ive ever seen her that mad before. oh well. she will eventually get over it. she always does.

ok. maybe not this time. maybe i really stepped over a line? the bitch drugged my drink and i woke up bound and gagged! once i get out these ropes, this is bitch is going down...although its going to be a little hard to get out of these ropes. she has me stuffed in this suitcase. while cramped into this small suitcase she explains how she researched online auctions for this kind of stuff? sounds like im going overseas?! this can not be happening!! i pleaded with her, i tried to apologize, but i dont think she understood me with the duct tape sealing my mouth. i guess the hot bitch doesnt always get what she wants...

[ruexvn]

𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚢

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𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜...𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌. 𝙸𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜.

"f-fuck you... for t-t-touching.. MY y/n.." , 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖...𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍.

𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 '𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' , 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

"y-your mine...not h-.. him... mine... stop t-t-talking with o..other men y-you whore"

𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛? 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚌𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞...𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 '𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚢' 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙰 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐?(𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝) 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢?...𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝙷𝚎'𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚋𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜, 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖

"baby...i-its ok... y-you..you need me.. o-o-ok?"

𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙. 𝙰 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎. 𝙴𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"see?...i-if i wasnt h..he here... then who knows wha...what he'd do to-to you"

𝙾𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑�� 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠? 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙳𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚜.

𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

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Yautja Wolf x Reader (Part two)

Summary- Wolf brings you to Yautja Prime and introduces you to his clan before he is told to complete the courting ritual before his rut begins in one week. You settled immediately very well and you immediately found your place amongst the Yautja race.

Warnings- Smut, fluff, bonding, Size difference, knotting, marking, interspecies smut!! Ruts and heats.

Reader POV-

Wolf awoke me ten minutes before we arrived at Yautja Prime, his home planet so I could eat and have something to drink as I would be introduced to the elders first then the entire clan." What if the Elders do not approve of me as your mate then what?" I asked him with a worried look on my face.

"Then I leave Yautja Prime without a leader as I'm not giving you up. You are my mate and you showed me you can be strong as I've shown you and I'm currently courting you," Wolf states looking at me clicking his mandibles at me.

Suddenly the ship lands," We have arrived, wait here," Wolf tells me via his translator and he heads out I watch from the ship's window and see the entire clan from young to old looking at Wolf in respect.

I see the young waving to me and I nod waving back as their mothers see me and I wave hello to them all as Wolf returns." Come they wish to meet you properly, the Elders approved of you before we returned as I sent them my log of your victory and of mine," Wolf says putting his hand out and I take it as we head out.

"Hello, I'm Y/N and thank you for welcoming me to your world and your home," I spoke as Wolf translator repeated back what I said and the clan roars loudly in welcome. The Elders all came to meet me and they bowed their heads to me as do I." You'll do well here Miss Y/N," The one elder spoke as the others nod in agreement.

Soon new mothers bring their babies to me and wolf explains they want my approval." Beautiful, welcome to the clan little one," I said to each baby giving my approval to each one." I think your babies are the cutest babies I've seen," I smiled at the mothers as their kids came for a cuddle. The fathers stayed back but I gave them a friendly nod in hello.

I see some teens," They soon will be going on their first hunts they are our young bloods, it's their right of passage to being a warrior," Wolf tells me and I look at him." Take me to them to say hello?" I asked him and he walked forward, taking to me to see them.

"Hello, I'm Y/N. It's good to meet you all and I can't wait to see how you do in your first hunt. But be safe yes?" I spoke to them all as Wolf translator does its job and they all kneeled in front of me." They are saying thank you and it's an honour to have their clan leader mate talking to them," Wolf explains.

I nodded in response and I gently hugged the teens." Be safe and come home, I won't be angry none of us will if your first hunt isn't successful okay? Just be careful and be ready for anything," I spoke to them and they all nodded clicking their mouths in response." Thank you miss,"The translator spoke.

Wolf takes me back to his home," it's lovely and warm Wolf," I tell him." So big though?" I stated as he puts his translator in the home walls." For us and future offspring," He says and I looked at him wide eyes.

"As in right now?" I said with a small voice." Soon as I'm about to enter my rut and you're going to enter your heat," Wolf explains and I looked at him with "are you serious." Look.

"Humans don't have heat, we have ovulation periods which is a fertile week," I tell him and I didn't need a translator to tell me he just rolled his eyes at me."You are my mate so you will go into heat as I go into my rut," He states simply.

"And when should that happen?" I asked him nervously and he stepped forward." One week today, I have a week to finish my courting of you and win you completely over before our rut and heat begin as we are set to marry as per tradition here in Yautja Prime," He tells me gently touching my face.

"Soft human against my skin is what I crave," He says softly purring away and holds me like a fragile doll and I subconsciously lean into his touch scaly slight rough but warm touch.

We spent the day with the clan members as I wanted to get well acquitted with everyone and I even met a few English people who were born years before me and they told me stories of their rescue and how they found life here. It was fun to hear how the males actually really are devoted to their mate and they do anything for them.

Sex isn't forced here even during their ruts if their female isn't wanting to have sex then they do everything not to force themselves to cave into the urges. The young have a different upbringing to human children they are taught from the get go and they aren't bad sleepers and they rarely cry but they are the most clingy babies ever.

I visited the orphanage which is rare on this planet but when some children lose their parents or get left behind they end up here and there were only three small babies left and I melted at the sight of them.

"You are beautiful babies, how could anyone not want you?" I whispered softly touching them and they grasped my hands as I lifted all three babies up and Wolf walked in." You like these babies?" Wolf asked and I was falling in love with them." I am falling in love with them, they are beautiful," I admitted softly." Then they are ours," Wolf spoke and I turned to him.

"Are you sure?" I asked him gently and he hugged him and purred at me and the babies." Family now, we can have our own soon but we can raise these as part of our family," he says as the kids clicked away at him and he purrs comforting them.

"Thank you miss for taking the last three," The Orphanage owner spoke." No problem, anymore come you visit me as we can take them on, right wolf?" I said with a smile and he nodded in agreement.

We took the babies home and got them settled which didn't take long as it was like they knew they were home and they explored the entire place as the Clan came to congratulate us on our new children and our future mating bond that's happening in six days time.

One of the humans on Yautja Prime and her warrior mate offered to have the babies when Wolf marries me and we go on our little honeymoon. We spent the next three days with children and Wolf leaves to find a worthy courting gift that shows he's proven his worth to me as the clan does the wedding and does me a dress with all of Wolf kills attached to it and a headpiece showing I'm his mate and the clan leader's wife.

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It's now the day of the wedding a day before Wolf rut and my heat is due and I'm dressed for my wedding which is strange as I never wanted a wedding but I'm actually excited yet nervous to show Wolf I'm ready to be his fully.

The children are now like toddlers we've named them Wari, Katei and Dektei and all three boys are mama's boys and it annoys Wolf a tiny bit which is funny to me.

"It's time," An elder lady spoke to me using the home translator and she leads me to the ship where Wolf come out and gives his biggest kill yet and kneels showing it to me which I've learnt if I accept it he and I can walk through the gate together as a newly wedded partners and he has proven his worth as my mate and their clan leader.

I walked towards him accepting the kill," I accept now let's start our life together Wolf," I spoke taking the kill from him and Wolf stood up and kissed me gently touching me before we walked through the gate signifying our marriage and headed to our home which we locked up as the clan will leave us food.

This gives the male apparently the break to concentrate on his mate not providing food for the week and us the chance to build a strong bond between us.

Wolf immediately picks me up and places me on the bed and nuzzles into my body and gently touches my skin as he cuts the fabric from my body and he explores my skin." So soft and warm," Wolf spoke and he placed his mandibles in my hair allowing them to interlock with my hair as I touch his chest and glide my fingers down the ridges of his abs.

I gently touched his hair making him snarl in surprise so I stopped before he put his head closer to my fingers." Oh so you like that?" I whispered softly touching his hair again and he grinds on me and I could feel the outline of his dick in his loincloth.

He lowers himself to my vagina and he looks at me waiting for permission to touch." Please Wolf," I softly please and he immediately snarls in response and licks my already wet soft pussy which was dripping with slick and he dives in as his mandibles rest on the side of my pussy. He reached up to play with my breasts and stiff nipples and I bucked my hips in pleasure as he went faster like a animal as I began to feel hot I see Wolf eyes turn primal.

"I need your consent to go further, we've entered our heat together now," Wolf spoke firmly and I opened my legs more." I want this please," I whimpers in need of him and he climbs up and places his self lubricating cock at my entrance and pushes gently as he grinds on me.

Slowly but surely it enters with slight difficulty but the stretch was painful yet a burning pleasure and he thrusts the entire way in breaking my hymen and completely our bond.

Wolf roars as he takes all of me and I moan at the fullness of him." Please Wolf move," I said in need fucking my self on him and he snarls and begins to roughly dominate me and flipped me over so I was presenting my ass to him.

He re-enters my pussy claiming me again and again before putting me against his chest fucking upwards roaring as my juices flowing against his dick and he nudges my head to the side bites me to keep me in place as he thrust up one more time and I felt a swelling sensation." We males lock our mates to ensure pregnancy and to keep our seed in our mates for longer periods of time," He says as he lays us down.

"And how long till it goes down?" I asked, panting in exhaustion." It depends on the male but I'm the largest in the clan so it will take a while and even then I'm not done with you as we have a week together," Wolf says with a smirk in his face and this happened all week long as Wolf never lets up.

It's been a week and I'm officially pregnant with two Yautja babies and the clan is absolutely wonderful with me. I get the mothers help with pregnancy tips and they give me their used cots and Wolf is very protective and defensive of me due to the pregnancy and our children.

I never thought I'd have a family but now I do and it's a big family and I'm being loved better than I would have been loved on Earth. Do I miss it? No. Do I want to go back? Never, I have my home my children and my mate here and that's all I'll ever need.

Yautja Prime is my home now and it always will be as Wolf my three boys are here and my babies are here that's all I want in life and if I die I'll die in the place I love which is my home and my sanctuary.

[quintessenceofdust88]

24 and bucktommy for the prompts, please? 🥺

Ofc my darling! 🥹🥹

24. tender

It's almost midnight. Tommy's house is dark except for warm yellow glow of the lamp and the Christmas lights in the living room. The bluetooth speaker on the corner is softly playing 'Love me Tender', and he has his arms around Evan's waist.

His boyfriend has a soft smile on his face as they slow dance to Elvis Presley's voice. Evan rests his head against Tommy's chest, his hands tenderly wrapped around his neck, his thumb rubbing soothing circles in Tommy's hair.

"I missed this", he murmurs, and Tommy hums in agreement, placing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "I missed you"

"I missed you too" Tommy whispers back, his voice thick with emotion. He doesn't think he can put in words how much he missed Evan during the month it took for him to come to his senses and beg for another chance. "Thank you for taking me back"

"Thank you for coming back for me" Evan says earnestly, raising his head so he can place a soft kiss to Tommy's mouth. It's chaste, and sweet, and not meant to lead to something else, at least not for now.

They have all the time in the world.

As they keep dancing, Elvis keeps singing, and Tommy can't help but sing along in Evan's ear, a promise he intends to keep:

For my darlin', I love you

And I always will

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How's that? I hope you enjoy it, darling, and have a great weekend! ♥

And if anyone else wants to, send me a number and I'll write you a mini story!

[jinowills]

I've been brainstorming these stuffs in my mind lately, I have to get them out

Jealousy

#1

You: I want a pet.

Fox: No.

You: Why?

Fox: I will get jealous.

#2

You: Fine, I want a plushie then.

Fox: I suppose that is acceptable.

You: *carry the plushie everywhere*.

Fox: *Rips it*.

You: Why.

Fox: *jealous fox noises*.

[bliz-lol]

@k1stune look at these fanarts (:)

“I’ll still get you for the sake of audio... even at sea”

[spankingtheatre]

Have you ever gotten around to writing any stories with rectal temperatures taking?

I will admit that the idea of being bent over, inspected and having my temperature taken (rectally of course) is a huge turn on for me.

I also find the idea of “free use” type scenario with rectal temperatures a massive turn on which gets me super exciting while also embarrassed - having to carry a rectal thermometer with a small tub of lube and be told at any time that I need to find somewhere to take my temperature right now gets me embarrassingly wet…

Other than School Nurse I haven't written many temperature taking stories, so here's a little treat for you.

Knowing at any time you might receive a message instructing you to take your temperature rectally is extremely hot.

You might be at home, or in the office. Or visiting the home of a friend, when your phone buzzes and you blush when you recognise the message. You quickly excuse yourself, taking your bag with you, locking yourself in the bathroom.

How embarrassing to have to kneel on the floor and pull down your panties. To raise your bare bottom as if for a spanking, but instead you prop your phone against your heels, the self timer already counting down. You reach back and pull your cheeks apart, showing the camera your bottom is clean and ready for inspection.

You send the picture, dipping the tip of the thermometer into the lube, knowing at this very moment your most intimate places are being closely scrutinised. Seen from this angle, the subtle signs of your arousal are always visible.

Now you slip the thermometer into your bum. It's so small, but the way you clench always makes it feel so much thicker. You prepare the timer to take another picture, this one will show the temperature you've measured.

Picture sent, you hurry to make yourself decent again, wiping away your emerging wetness and pulling up your panties. You rapidly clean your thermometer before hiding it away in your bag. You lather your hands thoroughly and splash cold water on your face, hoping to wash away the bright pink blush on your cheeks. But nothing will wipe that kind of pinkness away.

You return to your friend before you're gone too long. You know they wouldn't worry about your absence, but might start wondering if something more than ablutions was going on in their bathroom. As you return, you can feel the heat radiating from your face, but the glow between your legs is even hotter.

Neediness, shame, lust - these are kinds of heat a thermometer can never measure.

[aleydraw]

Why I'm HAPPY?

Eng. Version

[arty-e]

Faziah's Mini Story

tw death, blood and religious trauma and fear

Faziah was the first born between her and her twin sister, Tanya, only by 10 minutes in 11,442. She was a serious child who knew her destiny would end up making her the King of Jokers, a high priestess, just like her father the then current king off jokers, high priest Taye Tzoker, that presided over jokers. Take taught both his daughters Jokers and Imara ideology, their beliefs and their values. Faziah studied very piece of scripture she could find analysing every word her fae ever said to mortals becoming more zealous with each word she read; while Ranya took a much more literal approach of Imara’s teachings; to be free and run free.

When Taye felt Faziah was ready he took her down to catacombs that lay in the temple they lived in, and revealed the true purpose of their role; to protect and hide away ancient artefacts that had been left behind by the fae. In there Faziah all sorts of strange things that no one had understood since the forgotten kingdom. Her father explained many people had tried to break in and steal the artefacts but had only ever failed. Now it was her turn to take up her predecessors mantle and protect them at all costs.

As the twins grew older they both went their operate ways with two entirely different purposes; one understanding their role the other going off to put their teachings into practice to see the world. Faziah helped her father day in and day out eager to take his place one day, she helped manager and care for temple in the jokers capital Oasisa. Their temple was some the few where pilgrimages started across all of cards where people searched for the blessings of the fae a difficult and grand achievement most devout attempted to do. On one of her days caring for the temple and traveller fell in exhausted from days of travel, traversing the vast desert that made up most of jokers. Faziah took care of the traveller herself and found herself falling in love with him. His name was Gyasi Abebe, a joker native who was devout to the fae and had been following Imara’s teachings to almost a T who had decided that pilgrimage was his calling and wished to complete. The two bonded and fell in love over the time they spent together and Faziah feared he would not come back from his pilgrimage so did everything she could to prevent him from leaving. But in the end she let him go with him promising to come back to her.

Years went by and Faziah barely heard anything about her love or her sister who she both missed dearly. Her father passed and she became the king of jokers, the high priestess. Left alone to rule Jokers on her own with no support from the people she held close to her heart. 5 years passed when finally a worn down traveller came back into her temple looking for her. Gyasi had travelled to all five holy sites in cards but had only received 3 of the blessings but he did not care he wanted to be back with Faziah. The two became a couple ruled over Jokers together happily presiding over their temple and people.

As the years went by the couple was so focused on their kingdom and temple they spent all their energy on it. The priests of jokers started to grow impatient with the couple for not having children to succeed them, faziah even refusing to adopt. Soon even Gyasi got impatient as he had also wanted to start a family with her. But Faziah kept putting it off saying there was too much to do and her time needed to be focused on other things and by the time she was ready it was too late. Her body had already gone into menopause and she could no longer have children. Her priests and Gyasi tried to persuade her that they could still build a family with children they could adopt but she refused. She wanted her blood to carry on her families line, to keep protecting the artefacts her ancestors swore to do.

Faziah tried to search for alternative ways to have a child and then she remembered Imara. Her fae, the most rebellious and troublesome of all the fae who enjoyed hiding away in the mortal world. Imara loved to bestow wishes and curses onto mortals that either pleased them or annoyed them. Faziah rationalised that since she had been such a devoted follower that surely Imara would bless her with her desire to have a child. So she went looking for Imara.

Faziah travelled across Jokers looking for any information she could get in order to find Imara. It took her two years before she finally found the out of place cottage that sat on the desert dunes of jokers. When Faziah entered the home she was shocked to find her childish her fae truly was and not some mysterious all knowing creature she had assumed they were. Faziah begged Imara for a child that was from her and Imara promised to give her just that. But Imara explained they never gave wishes without a price. They wanted Faziah to give them a specific artefact that lay in the catacombs in her temple. They explained they had sent many mortals to fetch it for them but each time they had failed but now the king of jokers could get with no problem. Faziah hesitated but agreed. Imara plucked out her soul and ripped in half before placing half of into her womb and the other half back into her body before sending her away back to her temple.

Faziah got back safely with her new child growing within her, Gyasi overjoyed at finally having the family they both wanted and the priests pleased that there would be no confusion if Faziah were to die without an heir. They had a beautiful little girl who they named Kalila and they adored her. But Faziah hesitated getting what Imara wanted. She questioned in her mind why Imara even wanted the artefact in the first place and why if they need it so much could they not get it themself. The more she thought the more she realised that the catches weren’t meant to keep them from mortals but to keep out the Fae

Imara enraged from being denied what they were owed decided Faziah no longer got their wish and blessing but would receive a curse instead. Faziah only noticed the eyes watching her at first, with strange shadows following from here to there but when her sister’s body was discovered just outside the city, missing her eyes she knew she had lost imara’s favour, questioning if she even had it in the first place. She and Gyasi raised Kalila for nine years in peace until Gyasi was taken from her by a strong illness no one had seen before. Having gone blind and his eyes in excruciating pain until he died Faziah knew it had been the work of Imara and was well aware Imara would go after Kalila next.

Faziah was overly protective of Kalila growing up forbidding her from doing the most mundane things in fear she would be in danger. She did not even teach Kalila about Imara, though Faziah was still devout and zealous in her beliefs about Imara they had distorted into fear rather than reverence. Kalila never understood why her mother was over protective of her as Faziah never explained anything to her. It just made Kalila more adventurous trying to escape her other’s grasp. And in her many attempts to escape she ended up falling in the arms of a young merchant Yonas. He was young and handsome and had seen the world. He told her stories of grandeur and his travels and she fell instantly. However Faziah was not pleased. She tried her best to keep her daughter away from that ‘rapscallion’ but it only made Kalila more determined to be with him. In the end Faziah gave in but gave strict rules for Yonas to follow including not leaving the temple like her daughter.

Faziah carried on watching them fearing that one day Yonas would take her daughter away placing her in danger. But when the couple had their son Isaac she felt all her worries melt away as she fell in love with her grandson almost immediately. She finally felt she made it out and that Imara had finally left her and her family alone. But they hadn’t.

One night when Isaac was 4, Faziah peacefully in her bed when she heard the screams and cries of her grandson. She ran out of her room and there she found Kalila and Yonas dead in their bed, their eyes missing. All she could do was cry as she held her daughters body with Isaac clinging onto her.

Faziah had lost everyone she held dear and the only person she had left was her little grandson. She taught Isaac everything about the fae and imara, something she never did with Kalila and warned him never to trust them. That they weren’t to be worshipped but to be feared, to follow their rules and they would leave you alone. As she aged she grew and grew more paranoid and spread that paranoid to Isaac before leaving him alone with all this fear.

[cherrybunniesposts]

MINDBOUND

After learning that a dangerous weapons dealer may be in cahoots with the League of Villains, Aizawa knows he can't let this man walk free. Aizawa follows him into the League of Villians lair, but what happens when the beloved pro hero is captured by the very man he was supposed to hunt?

Author's note: hi lovelies! this post features Aizawa×older!male reader. This is a one-shot, and likely will not be expanded further. Reader is alluded to being an older wealthy gentleman with his hands in dirty deals, but not directly part of the League of Villians himself. POV alternates between Aizawa, Reader, and third person. Thank you to @princeasimdiya12 for requesting this! ♡

Content Warning: kidnapping, restraints, dub con, chastity cages, hypnosis, male squirting, degradation,use of vibrators, overstimulation, male n!pple play, shoe riding, abuse of power. Manipulation, implications of master/slave BDSM dynamics towards the end.

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"oh? what's this?"

Aizawa lets out a startled grunt as a large hand wraps around the back of his neck, pulling the hero's head back in one easy movement. The hold was demeaning; making him feel as though he was no better than a small kitten being grabbed by the scruff of their neck in correction.

Relying on honed instincts as he tries to get clear eye contact with the man currently holding him by the neck, his quirk is rendered ineffective as his vision was blurred at the edges. He could faintly make out key features like dark slicked back hair, a grey suit and ruby red tie, and a hooked nose- and yet his eyes were lazy and unfocused, as if trying to peer through smudged lenses of glass.

When Aizawa had been tipped off that the older gentlemen in a suit and carrying a metal briefcase may have direct involvement with the League of Villians, he had been quick to act. The League of Villians were powerful enough individually with their quirks, but if human weaponry was involved in their upcoming plans, he feared what would happen to innocent citizens if this rumored deal was successful. However, the man seemed to have caught wind of the pro hero on his tails and had set a trap instead. Slinking back in the shadows and waiting until the hero was distracted by toga and two face arguing - taking advantage of his window of opportunity.

"Don't you pro heroes learn? Little heros shouldn't stick their noses where they don't belong."

Aizawa's eyes narrowed as he once again attempted eye contact with the older gentleman, needing to get the upper hand in this situation. Instead of the intended effect, his vision blurs further and his limbs begin to feel weighed down as if being dragged under water. Who was this man, and why was his quirk not working on him?

"Not to worry though, a pet can always learn new tricks with the right teachings. Let's see how handsome you'll look on your knees."

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The wealthy gentleman reclines in his loveseat across from the slumped over hero, tapping his finger on his glass of whiskey patiently. After watching the pro hero collapse to the ground, it had been easy to load Aizawa into his car and bring him back to his home office. He had been reluctant to do so but had eventually settled on restraining the pro hero's wrists with rope and covering his eyes with the ruby tie he had slipped off of his own neck. Until he was confident that the hero had been lulled into full submission of the mind, this would have to suffice for now.

A sharp inhale of air guides his attention away from his glass just quick enough for him to watch as Aizawa slowly sits up, trying to get his bearings. He knew the man's back likely ached from the way he had been bent sideways for so long and his wrists were pinned together but what was most important was Aizawa's current mind state- disoriented and groggy enough to leave him relaxed, making him malleable to bend to his will.

He leans forward and slips one curled finger under the ruby toned tie to remove it, gently shushing the younger man when Aizawa flinches away at the touch. He leans back and patiently folds up his tie once more; seeming amused when Aizawa's eyes glow red from the activation of his quirk. He could see the pro hero was already trying to twist out of the rope restraints around his wrists but he makes no move to correct Aizawa just yet, allowing the younger man to learn on his own that these knots would not be undone so easily.

"Don't bother, your quirk is useless on me. Some of us weren't blessed with quirks like you. For people like me,we have to learn how to rely on other weapons to gain power in this world."

A scoff slips from Aizawa's lips, his wrists continuing to twist back and forth inside the restraints.

"is that what I am for you then? Another weapon to brand and then sell on the black market?"

The man's lips curl up into an amused smirk, his body leaning forward to rest a hand on the pro hero's knee.

"Amusing idea, but not quite. I have a more..personal use for you, pet."

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"Relax your mind, pet. You are safe with me. Let your mind empty, and focus only on my words."

The younger man's eyelids flutter closed as he listened to the other man, willing his mind to empty. He had already accepted the fact he wouldn't be able to get out of these restraints anytime soon, and he was beginning to lose hope. While this older man was quirkless he was not powerless completely- the soothing drawl of his voice slipping into his ears and wiggling into his brain, infecting his every thought. The man knew how to spin every word to his charm and every touch to his benefit and to Aizawa's own humiliation, it was working on him.

"Very good, pet. You have nothing to fear. You are in very capable hands. Forget about being Eraser head, forget about being a teacher. Your life will be so much simpler, once you have an Open Mind."

The other man adjusts Aizawa on his lap, continuing to stroke his thigh soothingly. It had taken a bit of cooing on his part before Aizawa was willing to actually allow this but his continued patience had succeeded- and the younger man's calm behavior was being rewarded with gentle pets. He presses a soft kiss to Aizawa's temple before sliding his free hand up, rubbing his side.

"I can take care of you pet, you just need to trust me. Let me take care of all your needs, little hero. Keep an Open Mind, pet. Lift your hips."

Aizawa pushes his hips up, watching as the older man easily tugged down his pants and let them drop to the ground. His boxers were quick to come next, and yet the expected shame he assumed would come never follows.

"Open Mind.. i wish for you to spit on my hand, pet"

The connection between the phrase "open mind" and the following command was already beginning to link in Aizawa's brain, the results of the other man's hypnosis. He dips his head down and spits a glob of saliva into the other man's palm, groaning when he rewards his behavior with a few pumps of his now slick fist around his length. Each of the other man's movements were steady and calculated, always maintaining control at every moment. Aizawa was his to play with, and he would not let the younger man learn that his authority could be questioned.

The rough skin of the other man's hand on his embarrassingly hard length felt satisfying- the drag of rough skin and the slippery texture of his saliva acting as lube making his eyes roll back. He grunts as he rocks his hips up, fucking his length into the older man's fist over and over again. He grits his teeth each time the other man squeezes his length or lightly smacks the tip of his length against his belly, smearing sticky pre cum onto his skin in thin strings.

"Feels good, doesn't it pet? This is what you needed- what you'll always need from now on."

Aizawa grits his teeth at the other man's words and in a momentary lapse in judgement to try and save the withering remains of his pride, he snaps out the first response that comes to mind.

"I don't need shit from you, old pervert."

The other man tuts lightly at Aizawa's words; pulling his hand away from his throbbing length with a deep sigh. The younger man chokes down a reluctant whine when the much needed friction is taken away, his hips bucking up into the air before going still once more.

"Hmm, perhaps you haven't fully learned your place just yet, pet. Pets who speak out of turn don't get what they want."

The other man leans over, pulling out a small box hidden under his desk. He pulls the lid off, revealing a plethora of toys ranging from whips to ball gags- assorted items that had Aizawa instantly regretting his earlier words.

The younger man is forced to watch as the other man pulls out a small silver contraption of interlinked metal coils- a cock cage. The other man secures the cage into place, watching the younger man jolt at the sensation of cool metal wrapped around his heated skin. Aizawa naively assumes that was the extent of the toys that would be used on him- only to cry out in surprise when a buzzing vibrator is pressed against the small opening at the tip of the cage, pressed directly against his slit.

The younger man's eyes bug open in alarm before his back curls up, letting out a drawn out groan as he's worked over the edge mercilessly. The buzzing sounds echo in the room for only a few brief moments before he keens loudly and pushes his hips up- thick globs of cum spraying out and splattering onto the office wood floor.

The older man chuckles in amusement at just how pathetic the scene had been, finding it equal parts endearing and arousing. He holds the vibrator in place for a few more moments, only satisfied when the other man's body starts to violently jerk, and his squirt joins his previous load on the wooden flooring.

He finally clicks the vibrator off and sets the toy down onto his coffee table in front of them, one patient hand rubbing Aizawa as he shivers through the aftershocks of his orgasm. Without giving the younger man any more recovery time he curls his hand around Aizawa's jaw, shaking his head slightly to get him to focus.

"Open Mind, pet. I Wish for you to kneel at my feet."

The older man watches as Aizawa's blissed out form slides off of his lap, grunting as he moves to stand. He slides down onto his knees, moving until he was straddling the other man's right leg. He lets out a shaky exhale as he tried to ease the tremors wracking through his body, his mind thoroughly guided into submission following the intense pleasure he had been subjected to. His previous attitude had slipped away in favor of letting his mind remain empty of any more thoughts- his brain feeling as if it had been stuffed with cotton as he awaits the next command.

"I Wish...for you to grind against my hand, pet. Let's see how messy you can get for me."

The other man carefully twisted off the very tip of the cock cage, leaving the metal contraption locked around the rest of the younger man's length. He gives a few lazy rubs of his knuckles against Aizawa's slit before instead curling his pointer finger around his tip and using the pad of his thumb to rub his frenulum; seeming amused at the hero's responding low whine.

"Please..need it..."

The other man continued to keep his pointer finger and thumb curled into a small circle shape, stroking up and down at a leisurely pace. His cheek rested in his other palm as he stared down at Aizawa's face, finding his fucked out expression amusing. It was clear the younger man was completely out of his element with experiences he had never tried before and he found it endearing how easy it was to make the pro hero a puddle. The thought of keeping the pro hero all to himself was sounding more and more tempting- he wouldn't mind having such a pretty toy kept safe in his home rather than running around playing hero or training useless brats with quirks. He slips his fingers away from his tip and when Aizawa lets out a keening whine in protest he flicks the tip with his middle finger, watching a few droplets of the younger man's previous load splatter onto his slacks from the impact.

"don't forget your place, pet. Your pleasure is solely mine to decide when you can indulge. Everything you'll ever have will be because of me."

The pro hero's face scrunched up into ecstasy, his ears ringing as his eyes squeezed shut. This felt nothing like the occasional times he had curled his own hand around his length in an attempt to release built up tension- and he had no clue that orgasms could feel this euphoric. Everything felt simpler when he could trust only in the older man's words, taking it as gospel truth. He was so lost to the sensations he didnt even realize that another orgasm had been pulled from his body, his length twitches and bobs periodically as he cums into the other man's cupped palm. He hisses weakly when the weak twitches of his hips earns a thumb rubbing against his leaking slit from the other man, forced to have his third orgasm drawn out as his body curls forward and his cheek squishes against his knee.

"Doesn't this feel better? no thoughts, no responsibilities. Life can be so simple for you, pet. All you have to do is stay with me."

The older gentleman croons to him while carefully cleaning up the mess still cupped in his palm, finally pulling away and giving Aizawa the opportunity to catch his breath. It was a small mercy for the pro hero to gather up his strength once more, and his previous obedience is rewarded with light strokes of his fingertips through his hair.

Aizawa's body had been slumped forward too long for the older man's patience after 2 minutes, and he was desperate to watch the trembling hero come undone again and again until Aizawa would only know that heavenly pleasure he alone could provide. He slides his hand down to Aizawa's chest and captures the right bud between two fingers, pinching with a light pressure. His tone never changes but the look in his eyes makes it clear to Aizawa that obedience was expected, and nothing less. Aizawa's recovery period was over and the older gentlemen had no intention of allowing him further pampering.

"I didn't tell you to stop yet, pet. I Wish..for you to grind against my shoe, give me one more pretty orgasm."

Aizawa's hips rock forward once more in a mindless jittery pace, forced to ride through the waves of overstimulation wracking through his body. It felt strange to continue on like this even after coming thrice as his own previous sexual encounters never stretched this long, and the test of his stamina was brutal. The cool metal against his length felt agonizing when grinding down against a leather shoe like this, yet his mind and body were at war, and his body was forced to endure more in favor of appeasing the command from his new puppet master.

His chest heaved with weak pants for air and his head dipped down, jaw slack and tongue hanging out of his mouth. Everything felt overwhelmingly addictive- the lines between pain and pleasure blurring until he couldn't imagine having one without the other- and his hands grip onto the older man's grey slacks before cumming again with a shaky cry. Thin ribbons of his seed splatter onto the laces and pointed tips of the older man's leather shoes, leaving behind milky puddles as evidence of his weakness.

"very good, pet. You're learning just as quickly as I had hoped."

The reassurance from the older gentleman hardly rings in the pro hero's ears, the static buzz in his mind making it too hard to focus. His mouth was bone dry now and his weeping tip sagged against the laces of the older man's boots, desperate for even more of that jaw clenching pleasure. Aizawa attempts to force his aching limbs into action, his thighs trembling, only for the movement to be stopped by two fingers curling under his chin and tipping his head up.

"oh no, don't bother moving, pet. I'm never letting you go. I can't lose my favorite toy now, can i?"

[kings-comic]

Mini story " Pyjamas "

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Hope and Tri are so cute 😭💕 Also- send some help to that guard, I think she needs some-

[1ris5starlight]

Grilled cheese

(An old meme)

(Context: Moon is hungry; THIS IS CANON IN THE SHOW!!)

It's early morning, Sun has just woke up and is in the kitchen preparing breakfast, when he hears a sleepy Moon walks in.

Moon goes to Sun.

Moon: *half asleep* I'm hungry.

Sun: So lick that coat, you smell like a-

Moon: *has an idea* Grill me cheese.

Sun: Wha-?

Moon: *sparks in his eyes* *grabs Sun by his shoulders* Grill me a cheese.

Sun: I'm not grilling you a cheese!

Moon: *crying ugly and dramatically*

Sun: *tired and confused* wha-

Moon: *cries more*

Sun: *irritated* oh for God's SAKE.

Literally 5 seconds after:

Sun: *grilling a cheese*

Moon & Dazzle: *watching Sun like two cats, with smile on their face*

(Dazzle woke up after Moon asked Sun to grill him a cheese).

☆End♧

[ruexvn]

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"𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?.. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜?"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.

"𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚋𝚞𝚝' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊-𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.."

"𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢?..."

"𝚏𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝? 𝚢𝚎𝚊-"

"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!!"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎! 𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙿.𝙴 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝.

"𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"

"𝚙-𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏!"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚓𝚞-"

"𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙 ��𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚡: 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛���� 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎' 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 '𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝙾𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚘-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜?...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚗𝚘? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢... 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒-𝚒.. 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕..𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑?...𝚖𝚖𝚔...𝚒𝚖 𝚓-𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝-𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏"

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍.

"𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..𝚒 𝚛𝚎..𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚖... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢..𝚠-𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜? 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜? 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜; 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 '𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

"𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛-"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜..𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜.

𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕

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A Young Scientist journey through the stars!!

Oc is 20!

Yautja is 100 years old!

⚠️FYI- this is made up not real!⚠️

Summary- Dakota, a twenty-year-old scientist ends up on a planet hostile to visitors and she finds her way through the planet at the same time as a Yautja predator and his pup.

Dakota finds the pup alone and saves him from a xenomorph attack.

The pup gets attached to her and when the father returns.

He owes her a debt and he protects her till she finds her ship home.

But will he let her go? Will she stay?

⚠️Contains- Blood, Violence, Fluff between OCS, some angst and slow burn tension⚠️

Has 15 parts

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen