#Not being told something then them getting mad cause they swore they told you only to realize “oh yeah we didn't”

[wolfasketch]

When your family wants you to stop making middle child jokes then treats you like the stereotypical-TV-show-drama middle kid

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 24: knife play with blade from hsr

warnings: knife play, bondage, blood mentions (dw we don’t hurt him), slapping, masochist blade, cumming untouched, subspace, aftercare

notes: a little bit darker than my usual content but nothing too heavy

staying there, hands tied up behind his back with soft whimpers was blade. yes, the very same person who’s wanted intergalactically with a price of 8.13 billion on his life. whimpering, twitching, soft gasps tumbling out of his bleeding lip as you teasingly trail the dull knife over his skin.

it was his idea. to be tied up and teased with a knife, the idea of being hurt by you, causing him to get undeniably hard so quickly. it was embarrassing sometimes. just how eager and willing blade is when with you. you could only be suggesting something like, “how does pizza sound for dinner, love?” and an record, blade would have a pizza ready.

so willing to please you, to make you happy and satisfied. so it only made sense when he decided to be selfish for once and ask for one of his darker fantasies with the help of you. blade would never say it but he always sees it. and he saw how skilled you were with the knife in your hand.

which led to this. hands tied behind his back as he tries to stay still as you teasingly trail the dull knife over his skin.

you’ve told him to stay still and be quiet. saying that you would give him a punishment and be mean to him but blade wanted that instead. he was always a little bit more extreme with his kinks and it showed sometimes. and that was no different right now. blade wanted you to dig the knife into his scarred flesh and etch your name instead.

desperate. that’s what blade was. so it didn’t surprise you when he let out a whimper, arching his back off of the bed and to the knife when you trailed it lower to his groin.

“can’t even stay still on a bed even when you’re tied up? you’ve really gotten spoiled, bladie” you fake disappointment, leaving the knife on the nightstand. the loss of the cold metal from his skin was like having his favorite treat taken away. but his definition of favorite treat gets replaced when he sees your disappointed look.

he wanted to make you mad. he wanted that pain you dish out in all sorts of delicious ways.

“ ‘m sorry! d-didn’t mean it, ‘m sorry” soft whines tumble out of his bleeding lips, red eyes that would glare at anyone else now all soft and hazy as it looks at you. you swore you could almost see tears threatening to swell up in them.

“open your legs and count to fifteen for me, okay?” you mutter softly, tapping the inside of his knees. with a nod and an eagerness of a puppy, blade does as ordered. opening his legs, feet planted flat on the soft covers comfortably as his face flushes at the embarrassing position.

a whimper tumbles out unexpectedly when your hand comes to rest on his ass, fondling the soft round flesh gently. massaging and kneading the plush muscle, you eventually let go. a part of you wanted to drag him upright and make him sit on your face but that could be arranged for later.

looking up at his flushed face, you search for any sign of hesitation or discomfort from his eyes. but all he does was shake his head, signaling to you that he was okay with this. with his confirmation set, you raise your hand before coming in contact with the plush muscle of his ass.

“aangh—! o-one…” a loud squeal comes out of him before followed by the beginning of counting. to anyone, it would be shocking to hear such a terrifying man squeal and moan in such a high pitch like a girl. but you had gotten used to his cute sounds and adorable expressions. mouth pulled in a cute pout, brows furrowed together as he tries not to cry out at each slap to his rear.

each of the slap caused blade’s voice to become more and more high pitched. become whinier and breathier with each slap to his ass. each time you would deliver a smack, the round plush of his ass would jiggle softly, becoming more and more red. it was on his seventh count when blade forgot to count out loud, only whining as he bucks his hips weakly in the air, looking for some friction.

feigning disappointment at his failure, you pick up the dull knife, holding it down on his flexing abs. the sudden familiar cold feeling of the metal to his skin caused blade to do a double take. his mind almost snapping back to his usual state before looking down. seeing that it was you, blade only let out a whimper, sinking deeper into the emptiness of his mind and the soft mattress.

“don’t buck your hips, alright? i don’t want you searching for anything other than my hand on your ass, blade” you warn him, tone firm and steady. in response, blade only nods dumbly. not like he could think to save his life in this state. he only wanted you to take care of hin as usual.

“count from the start” you huff, free hand going to his now red rear.

each slap and spank to his sensitive ass was a blessing to a masochist like blade. voice coming out in broken moans of your name before a whiny count follows. voice becoming muddled, speech becoming slurred as he whimpers at even the feeling of your hand knead his ass. and with each spanking, the tighter the knot in his stomach got. it felt hot, his cock heavy and weeping pre over his stomach, smearing the sheer liquid on his muscles all the while the most softest and whiniest moans would come from his throat.

“f-fif—! fifteennngg…♡︎!” the final and the harshest spank was his final straw. with an uncharacteristic squeal, bucking his hips up into the dull knife, blade comes over his stomach.

the translucent liquid pooling on his stomach, hips buckling weakly as his legs shake like a little fawn’s. his face was red, eyes hazy and glazed over as he slurs some words.

throwing the knife away to a corner of the room, you untie his hands from behind his back. placing a kiss to his forehead, you leave the bed for a moment before coming back with a warm towel and a soothing balm in hand. wiping him clean with the towel, you collect him into your arms. sweet nothings falling on his ear and muddled mind as you gently spread the cream on the red and stinging skin of his ass.

when massaging his rear, blade would occasionally let out a soft whine, mumbling of being sensitive as he tries to pull away. each time, you expertly shush his whining, reminding him that it’s crucial if he didn’t wanted to deal with a sore ass in the morning.

all you got in return was a huff and a defeated pout as be nuzzles his face into your chest. he was such a spoiled brat sometimes.

“what would i ever do with you, bladie?” you chuckle, rolling your eyes at his childish display of denial and acceptance. with a kiss to his forehead, you collect his sore body and shattered mind into your arms. the rhythmic beat of your heart on his ear was a soothing feeling and it helped to ground his mind back to reality. despite his wishes of pain and masochistic tendencies, blade would always enjoy these soft moments with you.

[redlikemercury]

𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍

choso kamo x blk fem reader

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☆ Summary: Choso and you are going on vacation, but first he has to put you back in your place.

☆ cw: pet names (angel, darling, baby, dove), oral receiving (f & m), dirty talk, degradation, fingering, size kink?, unprotected, squirting, brat taming? overstim? 18+

☆ a/n: it's been a while since my last post, anyways plz let me know if I forgot anything, and enjoy!

☆ wc: 3.6k

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His aloof and stoic nature was something that drew you to Choso. The two of you had been close for a while now. He was so sweet to you and a bit old-fashioned around you. He’ll call you ‘Dove’ or ‘Angel’ when he speaks to you. At first, it bothered you, but he would apologize when you spoke against it, only to turn around and call you again. It was a force of habit. Eventually, it stuck as it grew on you. He was thoughtful of you when the two of you hung out, attentive to your every need, surprising you with gifts while stopping by your home. Choso would give you the moon if you desired it. The loyal, lovesick man was deeply under your spell. Being around him was like heaven; he was perfect, especially in bed. He’ll lay on his back, begging you to bounce faster on his dick. Your noisy pussy would already be filled to the brim from the five rounds, creaming all over his shaft. He was a greedy bastard loving how he molded your walls to take his cock. Those whimpering moans of his were what had you keep going. It was an intoxicating sound. Riding his face was best of all. When he was horny, you swore your clit would have died and went to heaven.

Despite this, you would try everything in your power to tip the odds in your favor for him to be the dominant one, but it’ll always end up the same. When you told him directly one night, he dismissed altogether, and you went to bed early, leaving him to jerk off in the bathroom so he wouldn’t disturb your rest. You still didn’t give up, though. You were going to have your way. The opportunity seemed perfect with the upcoming beach trip the two of you had planned. A lovely resort alongside a shimmering coastline, having the bright white sand in between your freshly painted toes meeting the cold crystal-clear water. The peaceful atmosphere and luxurious amenities had your mind already at peace. All this was paid for by your faithful boyfriend, of course. It would indeed be a wonderful vacation for the two of you.

“Dove, did you remember to get the beach umbrella?” He asked over the phone as the two of you FaceTime while shopping for a new bathing suit. “Yeah, I did. Stop being such a worrywort, darling.” You teased, causing the dark-haired man to pout his lips a bit. “I’m just double checking, no need to tease. I told you I could do it, angel.” He retorted back, causing you to roll your eyes playfully. “I know, I know. Just tone it down with the worrying. I can handle getting a few things for this trip. Honestly, you act like I can’t handle this alone.” You spoke back. You just wanted to show off your vacation box braids as you shopped. You decided to be creative and get them long this time, the medium-sized plaits stopping at your ass. Choso couldn’t be mad at your response, though. He was fully aware of how much he spoiled you. He admired your sun-kissed skin at this hour and how radiant your brown complexion glowed, watching through his tiny phone screen. He could only imagine the intoxicating sweet smell of your perfume and how he would stick his head in the crook of your neck, inhaling such a refreshing scent. It made his dick twinge with excitement. “Just be careful, angel.” He urged with a soft smile creeping on his lips. You grinned before blowing an air kiss through the phone at him, prompting Choso to catch it. “I will, now bye-bye, baby. Love you.” You spoke, and Choso replied with an ‘I love you too’ back before the two of you hung up.

You were determined with your secret motives, striding down the hustle and bustle of the streets on the prowl for the perfect shop. Large rectangular buildings towered above you, casting shadows on the busy sidewalk, and numerous people traveled down the pavement. An abundance of city sounds of cars honking, conversations, and distance music created some enthusiasm for your venture. 

A fashion boutique caught your eye with its dazzling display of hot new swimwear with bright prints and a rather scanty display window that encouraged you to enter the establishment. The bone-chilling air condition caused a shudder to run up your spine as you looked around the place. “Damn, it’s cold.” You muttered, walking around and looking at various swimwear. You quickly realize how packed and popular this store seems to be, causing you to be a little discouraged about finding a good bathing suit here, but to your surprise, you find one. On the rack next to you, pick up the sexy red thong bikini as it is to your liking. It would certainly have your more than reserved boyfriend to pay some attention to you. The thought came across that others would be staring too, but all you wanted more was your boyfriend to crack underneath the pressure, even if it had to be something a bit untasteful. You don’t plan on cheating on him in any way, but you were sure a couple of stares from other people would have him asserting that dominant nature in no time. 

After waiting in line for an entire century, you paid for your things using Choso’s card as always and returned to your cozy home. Sliding off your shoes at the front door, you made your way upstairs, packing for your trip. You were delighted that your devious plan was getting put into action tomorrow. Once all packed, you took a much-needed shower from the long hot day. Shooting a quick ‘goodnight’ text to Choso and putting on your bonnet, you went to bed. 

That next morning, around eleven, you were getting ready, brushing your teeth, putting on some lotion, and sliding on your skimpy new bathing suit with a flimsy, very much see-through beach coverup. Once you had your shades sitting on top of your head, you were ready to go, bringing all your bags and forgetting about the beach umbrella that had stumbled under your bed. Sitting pretty on the couch until Choso came, but your nerves were getting the best of you after a while. The palpitations of your heart were soaring as you folded one leg over the other tightly. The thought of how Choso would react to your body was killing you. Through the fabric of your coverup, you felt the feeling of the excellent plush leather couch against your ass and thighs, squirming around to get comfortable. The red swimsuit felt as if it was becoming tighter on your skin as you were waiting, especially the thong that was getting swallowed up in the back between your plush ass cheeks. That sweet scent of your favorite lotion became more evident to your senses. Such an inviting scent will send your boyfriend over the edge. The cool A/C was the only thing keeping your boiling body from combusting. 

Waiting for Choso was agonizing. 

You could have simply turned on the television or scrolled on your phone to calm your high-rising nerves, but you knew it wouldn’t. The excitement of seeing Choso’s face when you opened the door is what exhilarated you the most, the sheer jaw-dropping awe. Choso was a man of his word when meeting with you, so you knew he would be here on time, at twelve, like he said on the dot. It was five minutes til twelve, and you stood up and paced in the hall before he arrived. ‘Why can’t time go by faster? This is taking forever!’ You thought to yourself, irritated as your braids swayed back and forth, brushing against your sides and rear. 

Ding! Dong!

The sound nearly made your heart jump onto the floor as you exhaled, taking a deep breath. You checked yourself into the mirror one last time before opening the door. Choso stood in front of your eyes in his floral Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned, showing off his muscular figure and some swimming trunks. His lips parted to speak, but nothing came out as he had seen in your flimsy coverup. There was nothing left to the imagination as he stared at your bikini underneath. Time felt like it had slowed, and the world faded into a haze of desire. His gaze was lecherous and memorized, taking in your figure; every inch of that sexy body of yours made his thirst grow. A gluttonous intent flickered in his eyes, watching those pretty titties when your chest rose and fell. He stepped closer to you, closing the distance and making your heart pound. A desirable tension formed between you once his warm fingers trailed over your cold skin. A soft gasp left your lips, expanding Choso's yearning for you. He entered the house, slamming the door shut before looking back at you with a piercing gaze. 

“Angel.. C’mere.” He spoke, but this tone of his was unusual. It was commanding.

As you approached him, a hand cupped your face as his thumb stroked your cheek. Choso’s free hand placed firmly on your waist, tightening his grip. Without warning, he dragged you in for a sloppy kiss, his tongue purging your mouth while entangling your tongue with his. He moaned deeply into the kiss, feeling the drool dripping down his chin. Your arms snaked around his neck, pulling and holding him tightly against your body. Some soft gasps seeped through your lips while he gave you an inch, intoxicating you with vulgarity. Your legs were growing weak, hearing the wet smacking noise the two of you were producing. “Mphmm…” Choso whimpered, caressing your cheek more with a sense of possessiveness. ‘Oh fuck!’ You thought to yourself, feeling like you were on cloud nine. A few more kisses were shared between you and him before it broke. The two of you breathed heavily, trying to catch your breath. 

Choso soon returned to his modest behavior and kissed your forehead, eyeing your bags next to the couch. “We gotta get going, angel, or we’ll miss check-in time.” He uttered to you, walking over to your bags and swiftly picking them up. You stood there almost dumbfounded. You had only shared such a small amount of time with that animalistic side of him, craving more of it. Seeing back at his usual tendency, smiling for you to lead the way out the door irked you to a small degree. You rolled your eyes and walked outside down the pavement to his car parked in the front. 

Choso knew he had gotten underneath his skin, choosing to play coy until he felt like snapping you back down to size. His eyes followed intensely on your fat ass, watching it move side to side. He was highly aware of how much he spoiled you—giving you one of his credit cards, buying you lovely things, taking you on nice trips, paying your bills even though you never asked him. Hell, he paid for any hairstyle you’ve ever gotten since you two started dating. 

In Choso’s mind, you’re his only lady, and he would make damn sure you knew that. He knew you would try something like this the moment you asked him first for him to treat you like a slutty whore, a few weeks back. He objected but immediately regretted it, remembering the repercussions. He had his reasons. He wouldn’t mind getting rough with you, but only if you were a total brat, even if it took some ‘encouragement’ to get you there. He wanted nothing more than to see you get so angry at him, only to end up a shaking mess creaming in his dick in a whimpering helplessly. Lewd images of such acts are only left to the imagination. You were rarely ever mad at him. The times that you were sparking a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but you were such a good girlfriend that you would always sit down and talk with him about why you were upset. He couldn’t be mad at that, and he admired the way the two of you were honest and open with each other. He still couldn't help wishing for a bit of rise out of you, though, something to spice up the passionate sex between the two of you. 

You were slowly shifting into that spoiled bratty personality he wanted to see after that half-assed kiss. Choso grinned while watching that thong get swallowed up by that ass. At best, he was a cunning man, knowing his girlfriend like that back his hand. He just needed to be patient. 

Choso had packed all the heavy luggage in the back of his trunk and a few minuscule items into the backseat. He entered the driver’s side. Your arms rested on the passenger side door with a slumped posture. Those furrows, arch brows, and full pouty lips made Choso's cock throb just a little. Despite the devious thoughts Choso had felt, you were highly pissed. To you, it seemed like your plan wouldn’t be accordingly. How could he kiss you like that just to leave you hanging? You were highly needy of him, and the sly bastard knew it, too.

Before the two of you pulled off Choso double-checked all the things you two needed. He noticed the beach umbrella you promised to get wasn’t in the trunk. “Angel, where’s the umbrella?” He asked in a smooth tone. Hearing his voice irked you more and you slung your braids behind your back. Some of them whipped Choso in the face, he was caught off guard with that attitude of yours. “I don't know, it’s probably in the house still.” You said nonchalantly walking back to the house. Choso sighed heavily watching you leave, following behind you. Back in the home, you and Choso looked around for the umbrella.

Choso was becoming just as annoyed as you when you started doing a lousy job helping him search. The tension between the two of you filled with frustration with every passing moment. “Just look upstairs, I’ll look down here.” He spoke in an irked tone. You sighed, annoyed, storming up the stairs. “Whatever.” You snapped back, heading to your bedroom. Choso's eyes furrowed, searching the whole downstairs for the damn beach umbrella, the two of you would be late for check-in time. He didn’t like being late. Going upstairs, he found you in your bedroom lying on the bed. You weren’t even trying to look and wasting time on your phone. “I thought you were looking up here?” He spoke angrily. You scoffed. “I figured you would find it already. I mean, you’re good at everything else.” You said pretty bluntly. Choso rubbed the side of his temples and came up close to you. “This is your damn house; you were responsible for getting it.” He hissed. Your eyes widened when he cursed at you, and you sat up on the bed. “Dammit, don’t get mad at me. We can just leave the stupid thing here.” You sassed him. Choso couldn’t believe that you were so okay with such suggestion. “You’re so stupid sometimes.” He said. Something about seeing the smoldering intensity of his eyes, that jaw being clenched tight, the low authoritative tone had your pussy purring. “Oh really?” You said in a somewhat seductive tone. Choso scowled and approached you, his nose touching yours. Quickly catching onto your advances, it couldn’t be helped that he was just as excited as you were. The fact you were acting out like this, made the bulge he been trying to hide in swimming trunks throbbed. 

He had been ignoring the thoughts for a while now, but this was his moment. “On your knees.” He commanded, and you swiftly got into position on the mattress. His hands already pulling up your coverup, pulling down that thong of yours. His two long fingers grazing the lines of your slick folds, before tracing small circles on your needy clit. A soft moan, escaped your lips as you moaned silently. “You’re such fucking hassle you that angel? I’m always giving you my best, and all I expect you to do is be a good girl for me.” His voice was raspy, watching with a lustrous gaze in his eyes before reaching to spring free his thick dick coated in his precum. All that bitching you were doing, while you were getting wet like this drove him insane, he was going to put you back in your place. Pulling his digits free from your needy cunt, his big hands pull you up from bed and turn you around quickly. Your face is nearly touching his cock. “Open wide angel.” He demanded and like the obedient slut you were you did it. His dick invades your mouth slamming his tip to the back of your throat. Gagging and slobbering over his shaft he whines. “God, it feels ss-so good making you shut up.” He whimpers, thrusting faster, as his balls slap against your chin. The rough thrusts had you clenching on his thighs tightly. 

Drool coated his girthy cock as you were doing your best to take of him, your throat became sore from the way he slammed into you. The way your eyes looked watered with the tears staining your cheeks from the intensity of it all made him speed up getting sloppy with each thrust. Choso thought it was such a delight seeing you whimper, you were at his command, while you staring down at you made him smirk. Choso got a kick out of those pleading eyes, he gonna fuck the absolute shit out of you for that nasty attitude of yours. Those big hands of his traveled to your box braids, gripping your scalp. He made your head bob faster up down his drenched shaft, with his thrust getting needier. “Shit, angel, I’m gonna show you want a filthy mouth gets you.” He mumbled before he shot the warm cum into your mouth. Choso let out a long whimpering moan, with his head tossed back. He pulled his dick out slowly, before lifting your head to him. “Swallow it. Now.” He demanded you with a deadpan look. Your eyes widened for a second but you didn’t dare question it and swallowed all of it. He smiles wickedly before pushing your body down onto the cool silk sheets. The cool contrast and your hot body made you shiver as you were trying to compose yourself. 

“Open them wide for me darling,” Choso spoke, his hands slowly massaging your thighs. His warm touch made you moan softly, opening up your legs wide for him. Your breath was heavy as you were still trying to get hold of yourself, you couldn’t believe he wasn’t giving much of a break. Sliding down his finger to that sloppy hold of yours once again, and using his thumb to circle your clit. The sensation was like no other, as you squirmed on the silk sheets underneath your skin, it felt like you were gliding and sliding everywhere.

“Ch-choso I’m s-sorry..” You whimpered, but that only dug his fingers deeper into your sobbing hole. “Shh-shit.” You moaned. “That shitty apology isn’t going to cut it, angel. We’re already going to be late, because of that nasty attitude of yours. So it’ll be best if I bring the ocean to us….” He chuckled to himself a bit wickedly before finishing his sentence. “yeah, to us, so squirt for me.” He spoke, eyeing your glistening cunt.

His fingers easily slip into that sweet spot of yours making you moan relentlessly, and before you knew what had hit you, your pussy had squirted all over Choso’s abs. He smirks at your fluids pooling on the silk sheets. “Ohh, my god! Ch-choso! I s-said I’m sss-sorry.” You whined, and his free hand gave your thigh a tight squeeze. “Yeah, I heard.” He huffed, still pumping his fingers into your tight walls. “Your filthy attitude is matching this nasty pussy of yours. So do it again for me.” He says, hearing the squelching of dripping cunt. “A—aah! Ohhh!” You moan, and before you knew it you squirted again, the warm fluid dripping down Choso’s abs made him groan. Taking his hand off your thigh, he takes two of his fingers to scoop some up and taste it. “Soo sweet.” He murmurs and uses both of his hands to spread out your thighs.

  Cranking up the assault on your needy pussy, he feasts on you intoxicated by your breathy mewls. Your toes started to curl up from the pleasurable sensation, and your back arch further up. “Fuck, you taste so sweet angel, almost makes me forget why I was mad in the first place.” He rasped against your sobbing cunt, before diving in to devour you. “I, uh, I’m gonna cum!” You whimpered, but Choso was too pussydrunk to care, he was becoming greedy. Swirling his tongue around in languid strokes through your pulsing release, slurping up every last drop as your body convulses on the mattress. 

Choso lifted his head high to look at your fucked out face and smiled. He leaned closer to you and planted some kisses along your jawline. “Mhmm, I guess being late will be okay, I’ll accept your apology from earlier.” He whispers in your ear. Your eyes flicker over to him as you now can catch your breath. “You do?” You asked softly, as Choso gave a simple nod. “Yes, I figured I should, especially since I want to do this all over again at the hotel, next to an actual ocean.” He said as he saw the beach umbrella peeking from under your bed.

END!

[riptideripley]

Chapter One of: Addicted.

word count: 1,196

Ever since they first met Roman had been hooked. Seth had this spark to him that Roman felt like he could get high off of. June 2nd 2014 replays in his head every day and he just couldn’t stop it. Liv and Rhea worked through their issues so why couldn’t Seth do the same with him?

Friday rolled around and it was about time for the promo segment they had. Seth was sitting in his dressing room when the door opened, revealing Roman.

“Long time no see.”

“Yeah.”

The small talk happened often between the two, they seemed to never be able to get over what happened a whole decade ago. But only when Roman needed..him was when they would actually “talk”. They last time they found themselves “having a conversation” ended in them fucking in Roman’s hotel room.

“What do you need now Ro? Is it Rhea or..-”

“No it’s not her and it never will be. Just wanted to..check on you I guess.” he confessed, not daring to make eye contact with Seth. Truth be told he was actually nervous around Seth due to him being the only one to see him so vulnerable.

“I see..why don’t you close the door and come have a seat hm? We have 20 minutes to spare.” Seth spoke to which Roman obliged and sat down on the black leather couch.He didn’t speak, just sat there trying to form his words before he said something stupid. “Heard about you and Rhea last week, everyone was talking about it. You know you two really have to work that whole shit out before the whole world knows.” Seth broke the silence which quickly reminded Roman of what happened the week before.

Flashback.

“Rhea you know that wasn’t supposed to happen. I swear I didn’t mean f-“ “BULLSHIT. You swore no one and I mean absolutely no one would find out about that yet here comes Jimmy throwing the shit in my face!” The two went back and forth. What were they arguing about, you may ask? Well to cut shit short they hooked up after Rhea retained her championship at Elimination Chamber. They swore up and down it meant nothing to them but god knows they were both wrong.

“Rhea I’m sorry ok? He must’ve saw the messages in my phone ok just-“ “No Roman that’s bullshit. Why the fuck would he even have your phone?!”

“HEY! Can you two knock it off? People are looking. Take this somewhere private for fucks sake” Dominik finally spoke, having enough of them bickering. The two looked at him and looked at each other, choosing to go into her dressing room to talk.

End of Flashback.

“Yeah..we’re trying, she’s still mad at me and rightfully so.” “I mean I would expect her to be, you swore to keep it private but let your idiot cousin ruin it” Roman sighed and nodded at his words. Letting his head fall into his hands he sat there, not really knowing how to take in all of the stuff he’s been dealing with. Seth stood up from his chair and sat next to him, placing his hand on his thigh.

“Look Ro. Try talking to her next week alright? Now cmon we don’t have much time before the segment and you know how long your cousin takes.” he cracked a joke that made Roman laugh, I mean he was right cause my god did Rock take forever.

Fast Forward.

Everything was going fine in the segment..until Roman grabbed the mic. The second the words “crossdresser” left his lips, Seth’s mood completely changed. At first Seth could not even believe what the fuck he was hearing and then it hit him what Roman actually said. He knew Roman would definitely be paying for that later.

Hour and ½ later

“Seth you know I didn’t mean it just please-“

“No Roman I don’t want to hear it. That’s what you wanna call me now really? Oh just the other night you were calling me d-“

“OK! Jesus I get it. Look I said sorry ok?”

“Don’t wanna hear it. Meet me in my room got it?” “..Alright.”

20 Minutes Later.

“Seth can you- not tease like that..” Roman breathed out with a slight whine, being teased by Seth for 5 fucking minutes that felt like an eternity. “Someone is needy tonight huh pretty boy?” Seth chuckled out, finally giving into what Roman wanted. “Damn near didn’t need any l..lube.” Seth breathed out as he eased himself inside. Roman’s breath hitched as he gripped onto the sheets in front of him. He attempted to reach back to hold Seth’s hand but was quickly slapped. “No touching. For me to be a crossdresser you know..you seem more like the type.” he spoke with a small laugh at the end, not wasting his time as he began thrusting at a rough pace.

Roman’s body damn near fell forward if it wasn’t for Seth holding him up by his waist, with all the teasing he went through on the way to the room and during those 5 minutes he was sensitive. “S- Seth-“ Roman choked out, already feeling like he was getting close with the insane pace Seth was going at. “Cmon pretty boy..you know that’s not my name.”

“f..fuck. please daddy” he finally whined out making Seth smile. “That’s more like it..” he chuckled out, lifting one of Roman’s legs over his shoulder. The position was nothing new for the two but it always made Roman let out the sluttiest high pitched moan you could ever think of. Roman was a babbling mess at this moment, unable to even form a proper sentence. “c..close” he built up the courage to whine out. “Fine pretty boy.. let go for me” and with those exact words, he came. Seth wasn’t far behind and before Roman could even process everything, Seth pulled out and flipped him around.

“You know what to do.” Oh he definitely knew.

15 minutes later.

“Roro..Cmon get up big boy” Seth sighed as he lifted Roman up off the bed, sitting him up straight to wipe his entire body down. Roman just sighed and rested his head against Seth’s shoulder.

“You going back to your room”

“Yeah..just give me a minute.”

Seth nodded and let him down carefully to lay there, placing his clothes in a pile on the chair next to the bed(it wasn’t there before🌚). Seth went to the bathroom and got a wet towel, leaning down to clean up some spots off the floor.

Roman sat up and slowly put his clothes on, not really speaking to Seth. This happened often between them, they would just fuck and not speak. It pained him but he would never mention it. Seth watched as Roman grabbed his stuff off the night stand and walked to the door.

“Hey..make sure to call me tomorrow alright? I have something planned for you.” Seth spoke as Roman opened the door making him stop.

What in the entire fuck was Seth planning??

“Yeah..alright.” he responded and walked out the door.

[bones4thecats]

If it's okay can I please ask for more Twisted Wonderland characters with kianna

It's up to you and what you want it to be about and the characters you want to write for

A/N: @nunezs-stuff, it's great to have another request from you! Thank you for the freedom for my own prompt, I rarely get a request with this much space to work! I hope you do like this piece of your OC! Reader! Enjoy~~

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This man drinks respect women juice day-in and day-out, so he was very respectful of you before and currently whilst your relationships has happened

It wasn’t unusual for him to see you whopping another member of his dorm’s ass, as they were quite stupid

But when you came back from beating a second year and you pulled your shirt up, he saw the scars that were littered throughout you’re back

And he was pissed

He never expected you to hide something this important from him, which resulted in him scolding you, holding back the urge to yell, as he knew it only made you mad in turn

After hearing the story about it, he just growled about the men who caused it all and cuddled you, saying how he was happy they got what they deserved

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It still surprised him that you wanted to date him

But when he saw how cold you looked at people who offended Malleus, whom you were fairly close to, he just chuckled, knowing his S/O was now a fellow protector of Waka-Sama’s honor

Now, he had started watching you duel against Lilia and Silver, and he just stood to the side barking out cheers to you while Malleus encouraged you, and his yelling, of course

After this duel against Lilia, he watched you walk off, and with Malleus’ ‘order’ he ran after you to assist you in the aftermath of cleaning the magic ‘stains’

He expected to see slight bruising, but not deep and gruesome looking scars lining your bones and seemingly perfect skin

He immediately began to ask you who did the damage, in which you told him the story, which made him even more mad than before

It took the work of Lilia, Silver, Malleus, and you to calm him down, but afterwards, all he did was hug you and rub your scars, saying how brave you were and how he was there and if they ever came for you, he’d be there to protect you no matter what

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This guy is the definition of hyper-active psycho

And it made no sense, not even to him on how you two had gotten together in the first place

But he was known for his mood swings, and you being known for your cold and terrifying personality made you a couple to be feared

This Leech twin had wanted to see you practice basketball with him and the rest of the team, and besides, watching you kick people’s asses made him laugh with delight

After the funny defeat of his teammates, Floyd grabbed you and ran out of the gym to change and go back to his dorm

He had practically demanded you to stay with him for the night, claiming he ‘felt lonely and needed his little stingray!’

(I believe he’d call them that since they’re pretty, but have a bite like no other)

Seeing your gashes on your body made him freeze in shock and anger

Who dared to harm you in any kind of way?!

He was close to breaking whoever he saw next, other than You, Azul, and Jade of course

Hearing how you had gotten them made him angry at those brothers, and he swore if they ever, ever came back, he’d make sure to give them an extra tight squeeze, especially a certain one…

[everlasting-rainfall]

I love the skin into fur au! I was thinking about other cp9 members being there too, and thought about Jabra

I feel like he would be such a menace to whoever he takes a liking to. He would totally try and steal something off of you and then play a game of keepaway with it so that you have to stay in his enclosure longer. And then when you do manage to get it back, he decides that he's tired now and plops down for a nap... right in front of the exit. He's a huge wolf so good luck moving him.

If the zookeeper gets smart and stops having anything on them when they go in, it backfires horribly because now he's biting onto their uniform and ripping them

I think he would also be prone to knocking them over so he can cuddle up with and lick at them. It's frustrating when you're just trying to clean up his enclosure, but it's hard to get mad about it when you've got coworkers getting attacked by a giraffe or mauled by a leopard. At least your animal is just mischievous and overly affectionate.

Or so you thought until he bites a couple of fingers off a coworker that tried to play with him like you do

I’m so glad that you enjoy my Skin into Fur story, dear! It’s one of my favorite AU’s personally so I’m glad that a lot of people seem to like it!

Anywho! Let’s get into it, shall we?

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

Torment, Assault, Dead Animals, Transformation into Animal, Delusion, Impregnation, Hypnotism (?)

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

So without a doubt, Jabra would be an absolute menace like zookeepers are afraid to go into Lucci’s enclosure but they’re moreso annoyed to go into Jabra’s just because of how much of a shit he can be

But with you, he’s still a menace but more in a steal your shit kinda way like you mentioned like you once dropped something in his enclosure and you spent the entirety of your shift chasing him around the enclosure

The guests loved it and thought it was hilarious but you were quite annoyed especially when he finally gave up what he stole only to plop down right by the exit and when you tried to move him but failed, you swore that he was grinning at you with this assholish little smirk on his wolf face

Like honestly if he was in human form then you would probably have the urge to just kick him or something…

Eventually when you finally managed to make it out of the enclosure, Jabra went back to normal behavior and this continued for a good long while with some guests probably thinking it was a legit show that the zoo put on

However that ends when you do think that you’re being smart by not having anything that he can steal on you when he does bite into your clothes and rips them causing the guests to see something that they shouldn’t like… It’s a miracle that the zoo isn’t getting sued for indecent exposure…

After that little incident, you’re told by the owners that you’re on cleaning duty for the guest areas but seeing as you do such a great job with Jabra then you still have to care for him but only after and before work hours so no guests see

The wolf man doesn’t like this at all like once absolutely no one is around and he can freely wander the zoo like the other animal shifters, he’s probably complaining about how bullshit this is to the others as he shouldn’t be kept away from then human that he wants to take as his mate

I can see Kaku giving him advice on how to attempt to make the zookeeper stay longer in a way that isn’t blocking the exit but Lucci probably wouldn’t like at most, he would unintentionally inspire Jabra to start leaving small dead animals in your work locker for you to eat and see how he’d be a good mate who can provide for you and any pups he put in you

Of course that doesn’t happen as it winds up being something that more scares the ever loving shit out of you instead of makes you see Jabra as a good mate especially because you don’t even know it’s him who left it like were you supposed to just see it and think of him?

Once animal shifter mating season starts getting closer, that’s when I can see him start getting like incredibly physically affectionate with you

I can see him rubbing up against you as he walks past and when you crouch down to clean something more thoroughly, I can imagine him licking at you and potentially even trying to bite you to claim you as his but never being able to as you just push him away

This isn’t the worst thing in the world though as Lucci mauls a ton of his caretakers and Kaku occasionally attacks his caretakers so an annoying wolf who doesn’t stop tormenting you seems like a godsend compared to what your co-workers are dealing with

Sure, he nips at your skin occasionally but that’s not too bad as he never draws blood and also there was that one time that he did attempt to mount you while you were on your hands and knees cleaning his den but you just choose to forget about that after heavily scolding him

He pretended that he was so sorry as he hung his tail between his legs and whimpered at you! But big shocker, I know… He wasn’t… Like at all…

Some time passes and something happens one day as a new zookeeper appears at the zoo, they’re a new guy and you have to train them in cleaning enclosures as they’ve been assigned to work with the same animals as you

Things go well even if Jabra does show more aggression when you’re with the new guy but you assure them that it’s just because their new and he hasn’t gotten used to them yet so give him some time

A few days pass and Jabra is back to messing with you like he normally does with him nipping at you and stealing your stuff but something happens that makes him want to “play” with the new guy…

What is that, you may ask? Well this new guy asked you on a date and although you declined, Jabra felt like they needed to be severely punished…

So the next time that you and the new guy were in his enclosure, he went up and stole an item right off of the new guy’s belt then started jumping and running around like he was excited and wanted to play

The new guy was pretty happy as it seemed like Jabra was finally warming up to him but that couldn’t be farther from the case…

He got the new guy to chase him to an area where you wouldn’t see and then once they were alone where no one would see, he got up onto his hind legs shifting into his human form

Jabra kept the new guy quiet during it but that still only gave him five minutes until you rushed over only to find your co-worker beaten to shit and Jabra growling in a random direction like he was trying to scare off an attacker

An ambulance was called and your co-worker was sent to the hospital for a long period of time as they claimed Jabra had attacked them after turning into a human, this made them seem absolutely nuts and they were quickly relieved of their position at the zoo so they could recover

Now that the competition was gone, Jabra could focus on what he wanted to do most as he set his sights on you and you alone as he had gotten rid of the competition so now he could have you

He just had to wait for the perfect moment and that moment came only a few days later at the peak of mating season, you had been asked by your boss to come in earlier than anyone else to take care of some things

The sun wasn’t even up yet when you got there but your boss did agree to pay you handsomely if you did this for him so in you went, you took care of everything that needed doing before Jabra made his move

He made it look like the zookeepers had forgotten to feed him dinner yesterday causing you to take care of it, you were still sleepy and would likely be easy to handle

You bent over to put his food down for him inside of his den where he liked it only to feel him shove his body into yours and push you inside, you were shocked but not as shocked as you were to turn around and see in a more hybrid form

It didn’t take him long to pounce on you, he immediately started it with a large bite directly to your neck that was sure to leave scars based on how deep he bit but it was all for the sake of claiming you as his mate

He used his furry hands to rip off your clothing and dispose of it like rags leaving you completely naked, you tried screaming especially as one of his hands started to fondle your sensitive areas while his other made your legs go around his waist but no one was around to hear

Jabra played with your body seeming intent of making you orgasm with everything that he could before he stuck his cock inside of you, you were a moaning mess inside of his den being unable to force him off of you

He told you at one point that he would let you go if you proclaimed your love for him but of course, he was lying and you chanted that you loved him so many times but he didn’t let you go even for a millisecond

Eventually once he was done playing with your body, he flipped you over onto your stomach and raised your behind up into the air, he was going to fuck you in a doggy style position

You tried to plead with him to not do it but he didn’t listen as he slid his cock into your body and groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching around him, he locked his arms around your waist to ensure that he would be the one in control

As much as you hated getting fucked like this by the wolf, you couldn’t stop it and the pleasure was clouding your head do much that you didn’t even notice the wolf fur spreading across your skin or your hands and feet turning into paws

You didn’t even notice when you sprouted a tail or gained a snout as your mind was just far too focused on him plus as well, it made him so much more unlikely that you would notice anytime soon as now that you were a wolf animal snifter like him

You went into heat and started wanting him to fuck you, your mind completely going into a haze that prevented you from thinking clearly

You wanted him to breed you nice and good to fill you up with his pups as he was clearly the best option to give you healthy pups. He was strong, he could provide for you and your pups, and he loved you so very much

What else could a wolf animal shifter want in a mate?

He wound up fucking you nice and deep inside of his den until the sun rose and zookeepers showed up to do their normal prep of the animals and their enclosures before the zoo opened

By the time that the zookeepers got to Jabra’s enclosure and started getting things ready for the day, you and him had finally finished mating for now as he rested with you in his den while his cock was still buried deep inside of you via a knot

When the zookeepers attempted to get close to figure out where you came from, your mind had returned just enough for you to try to plead for help only for it to come out as a pathetic whimper

Upon noticing the zookeepers looking into his den at his mate, he let out a growl that promised danger causing them to immediately back off

The zoo would go on to have absolutely no clue where this new wolf in Jabra’s enclosure had come from and they had absolutely no idea where you went but they were at least happy that they didn’t have to find a mate for Jabra to breed with

And although you would try to attempt to get away from Jabra even going so far as avoiding him every chance that you got, there was absolutely no way that any help was coming for you as zookeepers didn’t understand you and didn’t like getting close to you on account of his aggression

And it wasn’t the visitors to the zoo could do anything to help you either so you believed it was all up to you to escape

However…

Your wishes of escape were realized to never come true once your belly started growing…

[writertitan]

If Nothing Else

pairing: levi x fem!cadet!reader

word count: 2.5k

themes: bullying, angst, hurt/comfort, captain levi being captain levi

a/n: i hope everyone has had a happy new year!! here is a lil one-shot based off this request, hope you like! 

By the time you finished your last mile for the day, the sun’s last rays of light had died away and you were faced with an open sky of stars. Well, sort of open. The wall certainly did a good job of obscuring a lot of the view. 

Your legs felt like jelly as you trudged back to your sleeping quarters, trying your best to ignore the way you were completely drenched in sweat. You were also getting tunnel vision and each shaky breath felt like fire. You were dehydrated, hungry, angry, and in danger of fainting before you could reach your bunk. 

“There she is,” a voice called out, followed by mean-spirited laughter. As much as you didn’t want to and as much as your muscles screamed at you not to, you turned your head to look anyway. 

A fellow cadet, Ed, stood a dozen feet away, snickering with his pals whose names always evaded you. They were outside of their cabin, sharing a cup of ale between the three of them. 

“Thought you’d never make it back,” Ed continued. “I really thought Captain Levi’s punishment for you would kill you.” 

You didn’t bother replying. A weak surge of anger flooded your veins as you entered your assigned cabin, willing your legs to get you just a few more feet. Your knees buckled right as you got to your bed, and you’d never felt more grateful for a bottom bunk. 

“Wow, she’s back,” you heard a girl’s voice whisper. 

“And she reeks,” another whispered back. 

Ghostly sounding giggles echoed in your ringing ears as you forced your way into bed, exhaustion overtaking you. 

You knew why everyone picked on you, it wasn’t a secret. You were the weakest of the bunch and passed every course of training by the skin of your teeth. Today was just a drill day but you hadn’t even gotten through it without pissing off Captain Levi with your apparently inadequate behavior. He’d given you orders to run 10 miles after you were finished with drills, and you were always last to finish drills. It caused you to miss dinner. You hadn’t even been given extra water to keep hydrated. 

But now you were so tired that you couldn’t even stay mad about it. Your brain gave you the mercy of blessing you with instant, dreamless sleep, but the pit of dread that came with knowing the pain of tomorrow sat heavy in your gut. 

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“Dammit!” you swore, biting back the pain that shot through you. 

It was a quick fall, but a brutal one. You were training with your ODM gear today, but you still hadn’t gotten the hang of it. You’d just misaimed and it had caused you to spiral from the trees and hit the ground hard. You’d made the mistake of trying to catch your fall, and you were rewarded with skinned palms and aching joints. 

You heard a whizzing sound and grit your teeth, bracing yourself for the taunts that would surely follow. Instead, you heard purposeful, steady footprints approach you, and you were met with something and someone far worse than your cadet bullies. 

“Cadet,” Captain Levi said, and he barely had to say another word for you to stand at attention. 

“Captain Levi,” you greeted him with the firmest voice you could muster, looking straight ahead. 

The captain sighed and put himself in your view, and you tried to keep a straight face. He was glaring hard, harder than usual, and you were absolutely terrified of what was coming next. It had only been a few days since your 10-mile punishment but you were still sore. It was embarrassing. 10 miles wouldn’t have really been much for most of the other cadets, but it had been a lot for you, and both you and Captain Levi knew it. That punishment would have been 30 miles for anyone else, surely. 

“You’ve disappointed me more than usual this past week,” Captain Levi told you, his gaze still hard and cold. Still, you tried your best to keep perfectly still despite wanting to squirm away from him. “Could you, for once, try and keep up with everyone else? This is getting ridiculous.” 

“Sorry, captain,” you responded, swallowing back the lump in your throat. “I’ll push myself harder.” 

“No excuses. If you’re the last one back again, you’ll be on stable duty again and you’ll be running laps until you cry.” 

He was off and up in the trees with the rest before you could really even blink, but now that he was gone, you relaxed and slumped your shoulders, embarrassed at the tears stinging your eyes. 

You couldn’t fail. There was no room for failure. If you failed, you would be kicked out and made to waste your life away in the fields. And then you’d not only be failing yourself, you’d be failing your sister, too. 

It had always been her idea to be in the Scout Regiment. No matter how many times you’d tried to convince her otherwise, she never listened. And, to be fair, whenever she would make the counterargument of what she was supposed to do, you couldn’t come up with a good answer. Not for her and not for you. 

Now you were here in her place. 

She would have made a good soldier. A much better one than you. 

Thoughts of her were painful but actually helped motivate you, and for once you weren’t the last one back at headquarters. 

You were second to last. 

At least it meant you didn’t face punishment from Captain Levi. 

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Another day of drills was finally coming to a close. You were exhausted but you felt you’d done a little better than you had in the past, and you were allowing yourself a quick moment of pride. 

You were tired but in a relatively good mood, walking by yourself to the mess hall for dinner. Apparently the soup wasn’t all that bad today, which was good news and added to your good mood. 

Friends stuck together as they lined up to receive their rations and you kept to yourself, quietly reflecting on the day and what you’d accomplished. You’d stopped trying to make friends a long time ago after realizing how futile it was. 

After being handed over your tray, you were still too absorbed in your thoughts to be aware of your surroundings, and so you didn’t see Ed approach. 

“What’s with that dumb look on your face, princess?” 

Your eyes snapped to Ed, who was right next to you, one of his friends right behind him. 

“Just leave me alone,” you mumbled, your good mood dissolving into nothing. 

Ed’s eyes flashed, clearly not expecting you to stand up to him, and stepped forward. 

It all happened so fast and you reacted too late. 

Ed’s hand reached under your tray and smacked it hard into you, making it so you were wearing your dinner. Hot soup and vegetables clung to your uniform as the tray and cutlery and dishes clattered to the ground. 

At first, it was silent, but then you heard the quiet snickers and the elated whispers, and you felt that familiar feeling of immense pain and loneliness burn in your chest as your mind whirled. 

Ed was laughing but he sounded far away. You surprisingly caught Captain Levi’s eye, though he hardly ever came into the mess hall these days. 

All you could really think about was your dinner. You knew that everyone only got one tray and that was it. If you didn’t get it in time or you dropped it or gave it away, that was that; you’d be stuck with no food until breakfast the next day.

You’d worked up an appetite and now you’d have to go to bed hungry. And that broke your heart more than anything else. You could take a few pushes and shoves from people, but this was too much for you to handle. You wanted to hurt Ed, badly, but you were frozen in place, eyes helplessly wandering around the mess hall. As if anyone would help. 

It was the first real time you hoped the ground would open up beneath you and swallow you whole. 

Maybe this was it. This was the last straw. 

Maybe you weren’t cut out for the Corps. Maybe your sister was disappointed in you, even in death. Maybe your entire life was just a fluke and you had no purpose, and trying to create one was a mistake. 

“Captain Levi, sir.” 

Ed’s voice had lost all humor. It made you snap back into reality, as painful as that was, and you realized then that the captain was right in front of you and Ed. 

“Cadet,” Captain Levi said, and you recognized that disdain in his voice. But he wasn’t looking at you or talking to you. His attention was purely on Ed. 

Ed swallowed thickly and you watched as he fidgeted nervously under the scrutiny of Captain Levi’s gaze. You’d never seen him like this. 

“Care to explain why you’ve made a mess and assaulted this girl?” he asked Ed, gray eyes briefly flickering your way. You didn’t move. You merely looked at Ed, then back at Captain Levi, trying your best to not give in to your urge to cry. 

“She slowed us down today, sir,” one of Ed’s friends chimed in, his gaze hard as it landed on you. “She slows us down every day.” 

That seemed to push Ed into a braver spot. 

“It’s true. She needs to be toughened up,” Ed agreed, but he barely finished his sentence before Captain Levi put his hands on him. 

In a split second, Ed and his friend had both been flipped onto their heads, groaning on the floor in the middle of the mess hall for all to see. 

“Grow the fuck up,” Captain Levi said, not even out of breath. “And don’t pick on your fellow classmates. They’ll be the ones to save your life one day, even though you’re an undeserving little shit.” 

The captain turned his attention to you then, clearly about to say something, but you just couldn’t handle it. Knowing Captain Levi, he was most definitely going to find a way to make you guilty as well, and you didn’t think you could take it tonight. 

You ran out of the mess hall, not caring if it was disrespectful towards the captain and definitely not caring if he lashed out at you for it tomorrow. 

Nothing mattered. Your spirit was broken. 

The tears you’d been fighting finally made their way to the surface and you let out a sob as you made it to a little crowd of trees, slumping against it as you cried. 

You were so exhausted. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. Though life had not been kind to you even before joining the military, it seemed so much easier back then. Before your sister had died, before you had received this never-ending stream of bullies, before you worked yourself to the bone for nothing. It all meant…nothing. 

As your sniffles died down, you pondered what you should do next. Was it even worth it, staying in as a cadet? Maybe it was time to reconsider…

“Hey.” 

You jumped at the sound of Captain Levi’s voice, but made no effort to stand up and be at attention like you knew you should have. 

You just stayed seated, turning your head until you caught sight of him. He was just a few feet away, his face blank. 

“Do you want a ‘thank you’ or something?” you asked, flinching when you realized how rude you sounded. Even the captain seemed surprised; an eyebrow cocked up briefly, before melting back into his original blank expression. 

“No. I should be thanking you - I’ve been wanting to kick their asses for months,” he said. 

He invited himself to get closer, until he was sitting against the trunk of the tree directly across from you. Neither of you spoke for a minute, and you were surprised at what Levi had said. It was, bizarrely, one of the nicer things he���d said to you. 

“You need to stand up for yourself more,” Captain Levi said, and you groaned, again not caring how rude you were being. Here it was, the lecture you’d been wanting to avoid. 

The captain snorted, seemingly amused at how disrespectful you were being, and that was enough to make you freeze again. 

“I’m not saying it to hurt your delicate little feelings. I’m saying it because I know you can defend yourself. You may be a pain in the ass to train but you’re capable enough and I’ve seen how far you’ve come. I don’t think you see it, though.” 

“I’m a failure,” you whispered, refusing to look him in the eye. “I’m barely making it as a cadet. I’m going to be a horrible addition to the Scouts and everyone thinks so. That’s why nobody likes me. I slow everyone down.” 

“But you’re still here,” he reminded you. “Because you’re capable. Stop giving a shit about what everyone else thinks of you. They’ve all got some growing up to do anyway.” 

Finally, you looked up at him. Despite his face still being perfectly composed, there was also less edge to Levi’s gaze. Maybe this was his way of being kind. 

“It’s easier said than done,” you reminded him, a new wave of tears threatening to come. 

“It is,” he agreed, “but it’s not impossible. Do this for you. If there’s nobody else, nothing else, you still have you. Honor yourself. What makes you think you’re not worth it?” 

At that, Captain Levi stood up, leaving you to try and mull over his words. 

“I’ll see you at the training course in about an hour,” he said suddenly, which confused you. 

“What?”

You were technically done for the day. There was just a matter of finishing up some assigned chores. 

“You and I will be doing some one-on-one lessons together from now on. If you’d rather be on stable duty and reject my offer, tell me now.” 

Most people would give a limb to train privately with Captain Levi. And before today, you would have probably been one of those people. But was his advice really all that great? Was fighting for yourself really worth it? 

You jumped a little when he suddenly threw a small bundle of cloth into your lap. You picked it up and peeked inside, surprised to see food in there. It was just some bread and steamed vegetables, but it was more than nothing. 

Warmth flooded your body at the kind gesture. This time, it was Captain Levi that wouldn’t return your gaze. 

“I’ll see you in an hour,” you confirmed. 

He walked away without another word and you bit into the bread, savoring the taste. 

It was going to take a lot to become the strong soldier you were hoping to be. There was a long road ahead and you were very much aware of it. But the more you thought of Levi’s words, the more they clung to you. 

You could do this, if only for yourself. 

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Yoo guess what? I just had another silly thought(tm)!

So pulling from some previous asks, Cassie being terrified and paranoid of Gregory thinking he's out to get her for surviving his alleged murder attempt with the elevator and is planning to strike again any second to 'finish the job'.

And Prototype Freddy becoming protective of Cassie after she went out of her way to get him repaired and whole, and likely becoming besties with Roxy bc both adore the lil girl.

And Cassie having tried to 'expose' Gregory's dirt but nothing coming from it so in desperation she asked Prototype Freddy's help.

With those past ones in mind I just thought of a new one. :3c

Prototype Freddy all repaired and bonding with Cassie and the group, slowly learning from them about the stuff that happened. Like why they were broken and left behind. And what Cassie went through in Ruin, especially the elevator thing.

And he's so. freaking. indignated. Especially that they have the culprit right there and facing no consequence whatsoever. The one responsible for Cassie's, his own little superstar, suffering. And man, the sheer impunity makes him SO MAD.

So instead of Cassie asking him for anything, Prototype Freddy decides to do something about it himself. Not that ones like Roxy aren't capable, but he's the one with the winning stealth and infiltration card, being identical to a certain other bear.

He maybe tells Roxy his plan before heading out as a headsup, in case anything happens.

Then he goes and the moment Gregory and Glamrock Freddy separate even if just briefly (maybe Glamrock Freddy goes to recharge or something idk,) Prototype enters the scene to rejoin Gregory as his Freddy (maybe he gets Glamrock Freddy stuck somewhere like inside a recharge station or something idk again, just to ensure he has enough time to perform the switch smoothly,) hiding the fact that he's actually a wolf in a familiar sheep's clothing.

Then when Prototype Freddy finally thinks he's gotten Gregory alone with him, his "best friend" only, you get the idea right?

Hmm, the tea!

Puts this child in his stomach hatch and spins him like a tumble dryer. Starts jumping up and down as fast as possible to shake him up like a fizzy faz. Takes him to one of the old locked off storage areas, pops him out like a pez dispenser and bails, locking the door behind him. Plenty of ways to give him a time out!

Could fill his stomach hatch with water and drop him in it like a fish bowl (with air of course he's not Funtime Freddy now) lmao he could get creative with it! He could make friends with a skunk and open the stomach hatch to unleash it on him he could do anything lmao Gregory will never suspect a thing!

On another note, Prototype Freddy being pissed off at this situation is fun. Roxy watching him pace in frustration over this thinking "wow he's just like me for real..." will DJ nods in agreement cause he's seen her do this a thousand times lmao. I now have the idea that she started liking Prototype Freddy because he told someone to fuck off or something lmao it was like a switch flicking off in her head. He swore and destroyed her perception of him so hard he suddenly was a completely different guy to her. That's not Freddy anymore. She's never met this guy before. Oh he has the same name? What a coincidence! Completely different guy now!

Everyone else may struggle to get past him being basically a Freddy clone, but he swore that one time and Roxy's cured! Glamrock Freddy who? Never heard of him!

Here's something for you that's stuck to what I'm doing with Sewerhell stuff: different names! Some of the older versions of the animatronics choose different names to go by to avoid as much confusion. It's not always a big change, like Prototype Freddy could go by Fred exclusively or something or a nickname like 'Proto' or something could stick, I dunno I have fun finding different ways to differentiate everyone ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[hardcore-lonewolf]

No More Secrets

WARNING: SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST! Takes place between ! They dated at S1 of late 2010, they got married and have their son on S2 during the five-year gap before Lian was born, and they're in S3 in early 2017!

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Kaldur'ahm or Jackson Hyde aka Aqualad was resting besides his wife Bellatrix or Ophelia Trevor aka Wonder Girl, who was the daughter of Diana Prince aka Wonder Woman and Steve Trevor, and the birth mother of his son...named Calvin after his stepfather. Kaldur almost lost his son and his lover by his biological father, but she manages to bend the water in order for herself along with their kid to survive. Bella heard her husband getting up and opens her eyes to see him gone.

"Kaldur," she mumbled sleepily, yawning as she got up and wraps herself in her night robe. "That grown ass man better not be drinking like last time, we got only one kid to worry about now."

Bella found Kaldur outside with his head in his hands and sighs. She knows he's guilty for what almost happened to her, their son, their loved ones, and their best friend Wally by his undercover mission as the new Black Manta. Bella went to their child's bedrooms to change them, her eyes drifted to Calvin's gills he had inherited from his father and smiled down at them as she left his room.

"You're such a great mother to Calvin," she replied with an appreciative hum and kisses his cheek.

"Kaldur'ahm, you need to tell me what's wrong okay? We married each other for many reasons, a few of them will be love, care, and support. Your son loves you, but you need to realize that sooner before you start acting like David. Your stepfather raised you better than this Kaldur, if your mother was here watching you look and act like this, she won't be the only damn woman gonna be popping some sense right into you. It's either you tell me the truth and get some help from your nightmares like you promised me, or I'm moving back in with my damn parents and taking our child with me if you don't do what I'm pleading you to do for our families...especially our son." Bella told him with a stern look and a firm tone, turning away to go back inside their shared bedroom. "Goodnight Kaldur'ahm, make sure the laundry is done by this evening after I take Calvin to Atlantis to see his grandparents, and get groceries."

Kaldur suddenly stood up and stops Bella for a moment. He was glaring down at her with a darkened look and slams his lips onto hers instantly. The demigoddess was very shocked by his roughness and closed her eyes as she kisses him back.

The half-Atlantean lifts her up and carries his wife to their bedroom. Bella was still mad and tries to get out of his hold. Kaldur drops her on the middle of their bed and took off the raven-haired woman's black robe before stripping her from her black negligee.

"What the fuck are you doing Kaldur'ahm?! I'm not having sex with you if you don't tell me the truth. I'm worried about you and you're keeping things from me like years ago." Kaldur stayed silent and took off everything he has, going between her legs with a purpose.

"Bellatrix, I'm scared okay? I had almost lost you, our son, our family we made cause of what my real father tried to do to both of you and I knew it was my fault. I should've never done that deadly mission, we would've been raising our son and being a happy family if I haven't chose to do it. That dreadful day gave me nightmares every time I fell asleep and stare down at our son...our first-born child. Bella, I want to rekindle our bond...our marriage again, I want to feel complete with you on my side, and fix all of my mistakes I made with you. I love you so much angel, I never wanted to hurt you nor our family, I swore to protect both of you for the rest of my life...and I want to show you how much I miss you being close to me. Let me show you angel, please forgive me for this." Bella was about to say something, but Kaldur put his lips back on hers and pulls the covers over their naked bodies.

Kaldur begun rubbing her clit and trailing love bites on her neck as his wife moans softly in pleasure. He latched onto her full breast and begun kissing them while resting his free hand on her stomach. Bella was feeling her husband please her and never thought she'll miss this interaction that much.

Kaldur felt her slick and smelt her arousal, his pupils dilated in lust while licking his fingers in front of his wife. Bella gently shoves him and begins blowing him off. She hums as she sucks Kaldur's cock and doing a lot of deep throat work on his large member.

The blond-haired Atlantean soldier rubs her hair back and saw his spouse hollow out her cheeks. Kaldur grunts as Bella continues blowing him off and giving him some head. He squeezed his eyes shut when he came hard in her mouth after several long minutes later, she gulped his large load down and pops him out of her mouth.

"Are you still mad at me angel?" Kaldur asked his wife with a deepened tone from experiencing his climax.

"Come pound me then and find out my king." Bella replied in a low tone, laying on her back and spreading her legs open for him. "Your queen needs you."

Kaldur's desires were now fulfilled as he strokes his hardened cock and begun thrusting it inside Bella, groaning at how much tighter she became since they separated from each other due to some complicated issues between them. The raven-haired demigoddess moans and bites her bottom lip at her husband's size...it seems that he's gotten a lot larger than usual like last time. The Atlantean hero notices how much weight and height she got after having their heir...their son, but she's still a bit smaller than him due to their genetics as different races.

"Get ready angel," Bella was moaning and mewling as Kaldur begun showing her how much he missed her.

Kaldur yanks her wrists back and pins them down in his hands beside her head. Bella then arches her back at the strength and pleasure her husband was giving her. The demigoddess felt her wrists were free, so she pulls the Atlantean down for a kiss and rolls him onto his back.

"So good," she said softly as she rode Kaldur's cock and pinning him down this time.

"I feel the same," he groaned out. "Wait till I can get out of your hold Bella, I'll show you what you make me want to do to you whenever you get mad at me."

Bella licks his gills and dodges her spouse's lips with an innocent look. Kaldur's green eyes went dark and narrowed at her sweet refusal for a kiss. He thrusted his hips up hard when he got hers in his hands and she gasps in pleasure.

"Never try teasing me like that with me every again angel," he growled his painless threat at his wife. "Do you understand me?"

Kaldur pulls out and turns Bella right on her knees with her back to his front. He slams his cock back inside her and she begun babbling as he kept the same rough pace with her. Bella threw her head back while Kaldur sucks more dark hickeys onto her flawless porcelain skin.

"Get down angel," Bella bends her body down and lays on the mattress before she screams into the pillows.

Kaldur was laying on top of her and splitting her in half with hardened monster cock. He growls and yanks her hair hard, earning a yelp from his wife. Bella was a squealing mess underneath him and it fueled him to keep going till he cums inside his spouse...his lover...his wife.

"You like when I lose my patience with you huh? You love being my stress relief angel, I wonder if you can take my seeds inside you again like last time when we consumed our marriage." Kaldur growled deeply into her ears as he slaps her ass and kneels her breast hard.

"Yes Kaldur, yes...give it to me. I want it, I need it, now!" Bella pleaded desperately before she came hard and screeches his name.

Kaldur shoves his entire cock inside her to the base, feeling him poke her cervix and unleash what he pent up for months after his undercover mission. Bella felt his hot seeds went deep in her womb and smiled blissfully as his large load was pumped inside her. The half-Atlantean kisses her left cheek and turns them to their sides while keeping his cock inside is wife's creamy stuffed cunt.

"I love you my queen okay? I never want to lose you Bella, you're my wife, and I truly apologize for what happened those years back when I joined David. What do I need to do to earn your trust and love?" Bella nodded and sighs for a moment before blushing.

Last week with the ladies, Bella told them that she wanted a daughter and they understood why. The demigoddess got a deep connection with innocent babies and children. That's why she loved kids and they love her for being a nurturing caretaker that she was now.

"I want another child Kaldur, a daughter...our son's growing up and I think it's time for our family to grow. Calvin's been asking me for a sibling, he wanted us to give him a sister on his next birthday, and I needed to talk to you about that when he's with his grandparents." Kaldur nodded and kisses her passionately, he can do that for her heart and soul.

Kaldur watched how his wife will let their son Calvin play with Lian and her father Will whenever she's free with their son. Jade was there to record this with him and they watched their kids play together. Calvin and Lian were best friends to each other since the former Shadow was around the demigoddess during their pregnancies together.

"Alright angel," he whispered. "I can do that, I believe that our bond will be fixed when I get help from our loved ones...but for now, I'll get some rest for your sake."

Bella held his hand in hers and kisses it where his wedding ring was. Kaldur hugged her close while closing his eyes and let the weight of his fears get carried off of his shoulders. The married couple fell asleep, knowing that they got their loved ones and family to worry about in the future.

[maerenee930]

stupid and random things that popped into my head/that happened and made me laugh/giggle at work recently (to myself 😅) and that i thought i would share -

1. “derbel mcdillet” - nothing else with this, literally just bill hader’s voice in my head saying this 😂 (it’s just so funny and stupid. it makes me laugh every time i think about it. 😂)

2. “You look familiar.” - “Like your dead girlfriend?” 😳😂 - no other part of the song at first, just that specific part randomly popping into my head throughout the day 😅🤦‍♀️ (idk why but that line and the way rosario dawson says it just kills me. it has since i was like 14 lol)

3. “wait, am i dello or donna?” - young donald duck (from the newer ducktales) asking his sister (della) this after scrooge mixes up their names and is calling them to go on an adventure with him. 😂 (i don’t know why this made me laugh so hard, but it did. i think it was the voice too that just made it even better lol.)

(there’s more under the cut 😅 i figure i wrote a lot and don’t wanna make anyone have to scroll through all of this especially if they’re not like all that interested in all this randomness and stupidity lol. which i totally get 😂 my brain is something else lmao. and it’s not for everyone 😅)

4. steve rogers during the schwarma scene in a angers. just how he sits and and his facial expression- it just makes me giggle. he’s just so cute and adorable 😄 and cause it’s so relatable. like for real, it’s me pretty much all the time lmao.

5. telling one of my coworkers a story about my aunt (my mom’s oldest sister/the one i work with) from when she was a like 3 or 4 (i think i’m not 100% sure atm. but i do know she was very young) and she and my grandparents had moved back to italy. and one time when they (my grandparents and aunt) went to a relative’s house and she told the one of the relatives who lived there that “her mom’s house back in america was never this dirty” 😂 the sass!! like i just love it so much!

6. me thinking about when i was a kid and go swimming in our pool, we would have to keep our distance from my mom if she was also in the pool because she hated being splashed. (i mean i get it lol, it can be very annoying. especially when the water is cold lol) and one day my brother kept splashing her on purpose (which was very out of character for him cause of the two of us, he was the good one. he was the one who stayed out of trouble lol). so she asked him to stop nicely and then progressively got more frustrated with him when he didn’t stop. so then finally he did stop. but then, he genuinely on accident splashed her again and she turned to him and says “look here you little fucker” 😂 which wasn’t like our mom lol. she didn’t like swear at us when we were kids unless we made her really mad lol.

7. “you swore on my face” - me when i was maybe 3 years old. i did something (i got into trouble/cause trouble quite a bit when i was that small lol) and she called me a little shit. shocked and very offended by my mother not only calling me that but for swearing (again, she didn’t normally swear at us lol. it was rare that she did and that’s why it was kind of a big deal when she actually did lol. but now, she swears like a sailor lmao. and i absolutely take after her and get that from her 😅😂)

8. “you fuhting kidding me?” - my bruceman 🖤 when i was still his nanny, he used to say this all the time lol. and the very first time he said it, it was one morning when he was eating breakfast and while his parents were getting ready for work/not too long before i got to their house to spend the day with my little dude. and so his mom asked his dad if he let their dog back in yet (or tried to get her to come in. she reeeeally loves being outside 😄 i miss her 🥺😢 anywayy…). he told her no, not yet. and before he could say anything else, my buddy looked over at his dad while standing on his chair at their kitchen table so he could see him better and very annoyed says “ugh, you fuhting kidding me?!” 😂 i couldn’t believe it when they told me he said that lmao! i mean it didn’t surprise me that he swore, he did that on and off quite a bit lol. but the fact that this (at the time) 3 year old little shit used it correctly! too perfect and too funny. we (my family and i) say it all the time now. (this happened back in 2020 lol)

- there are sooo many other random and stupid little things i think about during the day or things that happen to me while i’m at work (i realize i didn’t really mention anything that like actually happened to me. but i figure i can always add some moments like that on here another time lol) but for now i’ll post this as it is and i’ll update this with more stuff soon lol.

[dinosaurchurch]

With any major event; any major turbulence of emotions that gets stirred underneath the surface I always find myself with a flurry of questions as I begin to process things. I think this is no different, for anyone who's talked to me recently you know that my father is in the midst of passing away and could go at any time now. I had a lot of hesitation writing this, but I wanted to put things out there from my perspective on the whole ordeal.

I want to say I'm sad to see him go but I'll be frank, the older I got and the less ignorance I had on the kind of person he was I realized that I don't think I will be. Denial is a powerful thing and so is looking through memories of someone with a lens of heavy nostalgia. I think the hardest thing of seeing him go is knowing that the person I once loved has been gone for a very long time. The more I grew up and got the full picture the more I understood that I was ignorant to the truth, that being that he's never been a nice person or a good parent. I think that's something that hurts the most out of all of this.

The mere fact that about 2 years ago I decided on my own will to finally cut ties was the final nail in the coffin for me. You absolutely cannot help someone that doesn't want to help themselves and there came a point where I felt that I did have to walk away for my own sanity. I was tired of extending out a helping hand only for it to amount to nothing, that feeling of helplessness ate at me for a while. Told myself I could've done more, I should've done 'x', maybe if I did 'y' event 'z' wouldn't have happened. I overrode my own sense of comfort and my own boundaries for someone who only would take and take with nothing to give back in return.

It was that selfishness that left me with a lot of questions. Questions that I don't think I'll ever truly understand because I'm not that person. I cannot put down other people and only cause destruction in my own wake because I lack the empathy to feel what other people are feeling. I don't have the heart to do that and that's something that I've realized more and more as I've grown is I don't want to harm anyone else if I can, not even the people I don't like. Call me soft perhaps but I've come to terms with that.

Having to watch someone spiral out of control and stagnate is hell, you want to do something - anything - to help them but they don't have the insight nor the care to fix or even mitigate the problem. How does someone get here? How does someone genuinely not care for the people and the places around them? Or even themselves? I know part of humanity is unfortunately accepting the darker traits of what makes us 'human' so to speak but that's not something that I easily can accept. Perhaps the motivation to do the unspeakable and the sheer lack of morals is what does me in. I don't have it in me.

I won't go into detail on all of the bad and the ugly on the family drama or exactly why I'm more mad than anything at my father but it's bad enough that I wanted to distance myself. The breaking point and why I snapped I don't feel is something I need to bring up again but it was the cherry on top of the cake. I remember that week - my younger sister calling me in tears. I just snapped, I was tired of accepting things I shouldn't, things I couldn't morally accept. It's never easy putting your foot down to someone after you've been so complacent for so long but enough was enough. I swore I didn't want to speak of it, that even if I did have that conversation of why I didn't want to have contact with him again; that it all wouldn't amount to anything. For someone who's moral line has shifted so badly what I consider 'acceptable' and what they do are two different things, I wasn't going to be able to convince someone that what they did was a bad thing if they didn't believe it. I also wasn't going to blow up at him - I didn't want to and I know some people might call that cowardly of me but sometimes saying nothing and just walking away is the only answer you have. I've funny enough been on both sides of such a situation and it wasn't until I had to do it myself that I understood why.

Saying I'm not going to miss the fun times we shared as family would be a lie, the only problem is there hasn't been any sort of uplifting time like that in years. I think the last time I remember having any sort of 'fun' - quality bonding time with my father was February of 2018 when the two of us flew to Montréal on an overnight flight to see my younger sister graduate from boot camp. It was roughly a 3 day trip. Since then it was just him wanting to spend time with us on rare occasion for him, not for us.

One thing I want to throw out there and this is one of the reasons why I'm mad is he never got to know me or my sisters as people. Could barely remember our birthdays, like you tell us "I love you" when you see us but your actions spoke otherwise. It's upsetting to know that he couldn't remember our favourite colours, what any of our passions were besides the obvious, or even our long time ambitions. He didn't even know I was writing a story with the last full conversation I had with him - something I've had on the go since I was 10 years old. Every time we talked it was him venting about his woes, the conversation was never directed at anybody else or was about anybody else besides what centred around him.

This whole thing I know someone is going to call 'scathing' but I've been dealing with just heartache for a really long time over the father that just wasn't there for me (or my sisters). I think your kids deserve better - hell anybody deserves better. I think my younger sister put it quite succinctly a few days ago when we got the news that he was taking a turn for the worst - he wanted the fun and joy of having a family and reap the rewards of that without ever putting in the effort. She's absolutely right and that fucking sucks. I suppose one takeaway I can learn from this is what not to do if I ever become a parent - be there for your kids, show them interest and support them and what they're passionate about. My father didn't do these things, he would just try and buy our love, he never made the effort to really see what made any of us tick. Anything we did was because he wanted to do it, not necessarily because we wanted and frankly if we declined we'd be guilt tripped with the whole 'do it for dad'. Can't say that leaves a good taste in my mouth but that was just one thing out of many.

I'm not going to say everything about the man was bad, there was some fun times like the camping trips growing up or the 2am ice cream runs but a lot of this was overshadowed by the bad the more time went on. A part of me really wish it wasn't so but the truth is the truth and unfortunately it reared it's ugly head especially over the past decade when I think he realized that not everything was about him and that some of us weren't going to take that. There was several major events that I won't be discussing here that really showcased that when you strip someone of the control or power they thought they had a lot of things unravel at the seams.

The biggest thing I'm mourning is the person my father could've become. I believe that everyone has a potential to be amazing and he just chose not to. That's the part that kills me inside is knowing he didn't even try, not even to get himself back onto the right track. I want the best for everyone, including him and even when the ball was in his court he just didn't care. It's saddening, but there was nothing anybody could do for him. Guess it's just that hope in me that the inkling of becoming a decent person - someone wonderful - that I thought he was when I was really small would come true.

I won't lie and say as much as I wanted to hate him for some of what he did (or didn't do when he should've) I just couldn't and a part of me is still going to love the faint memory I had of a man I once called 'dad'. I lived with him for a long time and I definitely empathized with some of his struggles that he had, he was still human after all. I have a lot of turbulent emotions over this whole thing, I wish I didn't and that I could just sweep all of this under the rug but its all of what I've said that's tugging at me.

He wasn't a nice person, but he had moments where I think there was some good. The last thing he did was drop off a govt check that came in for me at one of my previous addresses even though he didn't need to, my house is really out of the way for him. I wasn't able to answer the door so my SO got it for me but it's just a reminder that he wasn't all negative as much as my mind might fixate on that.

No one is ever clean cut black and white - good or evil. Even the most despicable had likable qualities just like how the nicest people are still capable of doing the unspeakable. That's why this hurts the most. It's not cut and dry; I don't have it in me to remain angry spite the pitfalls. Trust me, I want to so bad but I can't. I'm not my father and I don't I ever will be - I can't hold a grudge, not these days.

I'm a different person and I think that's why I'll never understand why he was the way he was. It's not in me to be like that and I'm certainly not motivated by the same things.

All in all there was a lot of mistakes made but it's all said and done. People are definitely a product of their choices, that much is clear. Good or bad, each person you come across during your journey leaves their mark on you. The simple and small makes a ripple that affects everything else. Life is a learning curve and people are imperfect but it doesn't mean you can't and shouldn't try to make the best of it. Everyone has the choice on what path to take.

I'm sure I'll have another cry session as I process all of my thoughts. Either way this is my perspective, I'm not going to rescind what I've said. I just want people to know my side of the story because somewhere in the middle of everyone is the truth and I think the truth should be said. I want to be as transparent as I can.

There's no sugarcoating it, I'm going to be upset but at least people now know why...

[odette-at-dawn]

-friends pt.2-

So summer came and went, i had the best summer job ever and met some amazing people, including a girl i really, /really/, liked. i would go into more detail but that would take up the whole character limit honestly lmao. but, i was talking to my best friend about it (who is straight) and she wasnt really understanding it. when i was saying how i didnt know if the girl i liked was queer or not, my best friend told me that if it didnt work out, at least id have a good friend out of it. her intentions are in the right place, but just...no girl. so i texted one of my friends about it. i told her that i had to talk ot another gay person about the situation. she was so excited for it and we made a plan to meet. me and this other friend used to be best friends 2/3 years ago and we told each other a lot, and we talked a lot about being gay in our friend group and how it was hard to talk about it with straight people because they just didnt get it. we told each other we'd always be there for each other if we wanted to talk about our gay crushes or relationships. so the day comes, and she texts me 30 min before we are supposed to meet that she is too hungover to come. shes really sorry but she just cant do it. i was actually so mad. really disappointed in her bc who does that? i know that you should expect people to act how you'd act for them, but i would never to that to someone. especially when the plan is already there, then on a whim you decided to go out the night before. my parents were also really upset, because they know this friend well as we have also being friends atp for 8 years or so. it chill, i talk to one of my other really good friends and we get dinner that night and chat about it, and it was great. this friend is truly my longest friendship and we've only had one big argument (the one mentioned in the previous post) but we got over it quickly. i trust her more than basically anyone and we tell each other basically everything. so, at the end of the summer she is talking to me about the friend that cancelled on me, and she tells me that it completely slipped her mind until now, but the friend that cancelled on me went and trashed talked me to her (the friend i was talking to) and some of their other friends (the 3 friendships that ended that i mentioned in the previous post, its these 3 girls) about me only talking to her as a gay person. like she was upset that i was only reaching out because i needed to talk about a situation and she was one of the gay people i knew to talk about it? i was honestly baffled because, what??? like she wanted to talk to me about things other than my crush, but she genuinely did not reach out to me ONCE the whole summer. like the entirety of out 4 month break from school and she didnt reach out once? what do you mean you want to talk to me about other things and hangout with me outside of that context, you clearly dont? it enraged me honestly so much. i took her off of my followers on my spam account and i swore off contact with her for a while. i just cannot believe the audacity of that. but time goes on, we all go back to school, i move back to my city and start up with school again. this was something that happened in april of 2024, but i was in a trio of friends and it kinda fell apart. we were all going to live together this year, than the other two girls went and signed a lease for just the two of them without letting me know (this was a big deal at the time and it also made me really upset but its chill now). then, those two girls who were living together started fighting, because me and one of the girls started getting closer because we both watched wbb. we also both found some of the players rlly hot, which we also bonded over. the other girl did not like this (bc shes a lesbian but lowkey is very biphobic but thats a diff convo to have) and she ended up unloading all of it on the other friend all at once. it caused a LOT of problems between the three of us and it was really awk for a while, but it kinds sorted itself out with time. But then this school year started.

[arceoptryx]

eclipse did not inspire me to create my hardest going artwork to die here. they meant so much to eachother. they destroyed eachother. and they cant stop forgiving eachother. they cant stop blaming themselves for their own self destruction, blaming eachother. they also canonically slept in the same bed (literally we had to watch a 4 hour stream of zam struggling to make a design for a single bed before he eventually settled on a hammock) they all wanted to trust eachother. they all wanted things to work out. they started as a team built off getting revenge but ended up just wanting to protect eachother. and to one of them, that method would be using illegal exploited superitems that cause a morality split and suspicion that vitalasy was lying to zam (and he was about somethings! not maliciously but he was!). zam had vitalasy killed for it. and he carried that guilt to the end of the season. let it coexist with the anger of being lied to and being told everything was for the greater good. let it destroy him.

im am pleading on my hands and needs please vote eclipse fed, or at the very least, hold your fire just a little bit to give us a fighting chance.

Eclipse fed is so interesting because not only is the trio on its own super interesting, but each individual duo has their own super involved dynamic that shaped the conflict. Zam cant find a way to coexist with vitalasy, and drives himself mad with his feelings of owing everything to them and his (absurd amounts of) atttachment to subz, who saved his life and has always had his back. but he could never stop feeling like an outsider to subz and vitalasy's existing dynamic, that if given the choice subz would always side with vi over him. despite all subz wanting was the three of them to live together in peace. subz literally banned himself both out of feelings of guilt for not being able to fix eclipse before it exploded, because he resented himself for almost betraying vitalasy and going to side with zam, and because he felt vitalasy and zam would be able to make up once he was gone. (see below, subz canonically called himself the moon and created an entire base in the end void to represent himself falling apart)

(and they did, for a week. before zam drove himself to siding with a god in some notion that by destroying the world he would be able to see subz again, that that alone would be worth destroying everything and his relationships, that even if subz hated him it would be worth it, just to see him, because he felt vitalasy deserved better than himself) quite literally eclipse has like every trope you want theyre literally two gods and the mortal they swore to protect except said mortal swore to never touch unfair power imbalances even at the cost of all his relationships and happiness. also they loved eachother.

vote eclipse.

SEMI-FINALS

PROPAGANDA:

Familoier:

I CANT SPEND THE NEXT HOUR TYPING

THE TRIO OF ALL TIME TRULY- ALL 3 OF THEM LOVE AND CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER SO MUCH- LIKE ROIER AND CELLBIT ARE MARREID YEAH BUT THEY STILL CONSIDER JAIDEN PART OF THEIR FAMILY SHE IS IMPORTANT TO THEM AND THEY ARE IMPORTANT TO HER- ROIER AND JAIDEN WILL ALWAYS BE PARTNERS NO MATTER WHAT

theee relationship of all time: roier is husbands with cellbit and jaiden is his qpp, they are all so caring for each other and they have had their tension and their bad moments but there's a genuine want to communicate and grow better all the time :( <3

Cellbit and Roier are romantic married, Roier and Jaiden were platonic partners raising a child together, and all 3 are chaos together! But get along so so well! They support each other so much and care about each other so deeply and they are all Sillies

this is jaiden, and this is jaiden's partner/ the father of her child roier, and this is roier's cannibal husband cellbit

Eclipse Federation:

i dont like them. they ruined my life. Subz and Vitalasy had already partnered in previous seasons but this one, Vitalasy ended up leaving for a few months, leaving Subz alone, and Zam ended up getting close to him after immense trauma at the hands of his former teammates. Zam has done SO many wrongs, including to Subz himself and Subz STILL took him in and made him join Eclipse Federation after Zam died 14 times in a row and got banned then revived by the same player who's been killing him all this time. And it could've been perfect but no, Zam had betrayed his previous team due to them using dupes via exploits, and now Eclipse Federation ALSO has exploits! And he decided that yeah his morals were more important than being loved! And so he murders Vitalasy when he's at his most vulnerable point, lets everyone gaslight him into thinking Vitalasy is an irredeemable evil monster who will never change, even as Vitalasy SAID he was ready to change before the betrayal even happened, Eclipse threw out their whole revenge plans because of Zam's positive influence and he just broke everything. Subz couldn't be with Zam but also couldn't see himself at Vitalasy's side, leaving him alone. Vitalasy hated Zam and yet never killed him or hunted him down, despite Zam acting like he did. And when Vitalasy left, banning himself off from the server, Zam had some time alone to think and realized he fucked up SOOOO bad. And Subz revived Vitalasy and told him to kill him. And ban him. His last wish. His Deliverance. And to make up with Zam. And Vitalasy tried, and they kind of did make up over Subz's death, but then Zam was like "actually im going to kill everyone and destroy the server now. because i want subz back and also because i always do extremely drastic things when i don't need to because i have unchecked mental illnesses i refuse to get help for". And surprisingly when Subz came back he didn't like that! And they ended in tragedy! Eclipse is fucked up. It's a trio that's always about the absence of one person, it's a team that could only happen in one timeline and it was doomed from the very start. But the love was there. It made everything worse, truthfully. But it was there. And that matters. Also as a fun fact Zam himself on twitter has referred to eclipse as a throuple, which is not canon but that's pretty funny. he also stated on stream he didn't want to get therapy because it'd ruin his lifesteal character. and there was a saga where they would "marry" (challenge lost kinda shenanigans) and zam was the only one happy about it. he's not normal. there's something wrong with him. love that for him though sorry for the block of text. I really dislike them. They're my beloveds :3

[torubeth]

types of kisses with Suna Rintarou (all characters aged up!)

this is the result of me after hearing his dub. very much not ok, fuck this guy for not existing :|

the ‘i’m still mad at you but i love you’ kiss

the car ride was quiet. too quiet for your comfort. even the radio was off. looking out the window, you tried to drown out the fight you both had minutes prior. it was a petty fight, a simple argument, and yet none of you backed out, resulting in both of you being mad at each other. and now here you were, being dropped off at work by him like always. except the atmosphere was rather tense and a bit awkward. the car came to a halt, indicating your drop point. you sat in silence for a minute, waiting for something to happen. but nothing did, so you unbuckled the seatbelt and was ready to exit the car when his firm but gentle grip enclosed around your wrist and pulled you back, causing you to collide your lips with his. “i’m still mad at you by the way, but i love you. be safe”, he whispered against your lips, bringing your wrist to his lips and planting a small kiss. “yeah whatever. have fun at practice”, you leave his embrace to exit. but before shutting it, he could’ve swore he’d heard you say ‘loser’.

the ‘this is the last one, i promise’ kiss

“rin, please. she’s waiting for me outside! plus i have a meeting i need to attend!”, you squirmed in his tight warm grip. “one last kiss, baby, i promise”, he uttered, going back to peppering your face with kisses. on any normal day, you will accept this blindly. but today you were on the run. your friend was waiting outside, phoning you seconds after seconds. and here you were, getting smothered by your boyfriend. “rin, baby, i need to go! i’ll give you my undivided attention as soon as i’m back! sounds like a plan doesn’t it ?”, you tried to reason with him. pulling away, an adorable pout visible on his face, ���today is saturday angel, do you have to go ?”, his pout intensified and you could slowly feel your resolve starting to break. “i- no! i’m not falling for this! i’ll see you after work!”, you replied quickly, pecked his lips and ran out the door.

the ‘i’m sorry’ kiss

not being able to express his feelings and emotions verbally, his only option left was placing small tender kisses anywhere and everywhere. “i told you, i don’t want to talk to you right now”, you mumbled, turning the other way, your back now facing him. truth be told, you weren’t really mad at him. you can’t be mad him. but you didn’t wanna tell him that. not yet. “i’m sorry angel. i deleted my story as soon as you told me to. no one saw it, trust me”, he whispered, hands snaking around your waist, face nuzzling into your hair, planting kisses against your shoulder. the gestures were too good to resist, so you give in, “fine, if that’s the case then, i guess you’re forgiven”, you smiled, turning to him, snuggling your face into the warmth of his chest. his smile slowly faded, a smirk taking over. for he had already put the picture of you drooling to his private story yet again.

the ‘i’m in the mood’ kiss

“how much longer ?”, he groaned, tilting his neck to look at you in such a way you wondered if he was alright. “few more emails and i’m all yours”, you mumbled, typing away at your computer. “you said that an hour ago. do you know how hard it is ? to just sit around, crave attention from that one person when all they say is no ? plus, you should take a break. you’ve been at it for hours now”, he complained, which only earned him a chuckle from you. sighing, he dropped his phone onto the bed somewhere and made his way towards your workspace. spinning the chair to face you, he leaned down, face now mere inches from you. “what..?”, your voice came out in a soft whisper manner, your eyes unable to leave his. his hands reached up to your glasses, slowly removing them, without breaking the eye contact he maintained with you. and that mere inches quickly turned to nothing as his lips slowly melted with yours. his hands went under your thighs to lift you up, only to place you on top of your desk filled with papers and files. retracting from the kiss, “work can wait, but i can’t. so, for now, eyes on me baby”.

[meganlpie]

After Azkaban

Based on this request:  Hey Meg!! I was wondering if you could write an emotional reunion with Post Azkaban Sirius Black?? Maybe female reader being kinda upset that he didnt come to her when he escaped so that she could help him?? (She knew that he couldnt have done what he was accused of, not with the way he loved james) maybe something angsty with a happy ending (like them picking up where they left off before he was shipped off to azkaban??) I know it’s a lot and I’ll understand if you pass on it💙💙💙 by @gollyderek​

Here you are!! It’s Ducky’s bday and y’all are getting a present too! *I do not own ANY HP characters. They are, unfortunately, the property of Rowling.*

Warnings: mentions of Azkaban, angsty-fluff, it’s a bit short. 

Pairings: Sirius Black x fem!reader

Your heart nearly broke into a million pieces as you read the paper. Sirius had escaped from Azkaban. No one had ever done that before, but he managed. So why hadn't he come to you? Why, after all these years, did he not come to you first? Did he think you believed the lies you'd been told? You knew he was innocent. He'd loved James and you far too much to be responsible for James and Lily's deaths as well as all those Muggles.

         You fought back your tears, rose from your seat, and Apparated back to 12 Grimmauld Place. You spent time there on occasion, usually only to check up on Kreacher. And now, you hoped Sirius would end up there, though you knew it was unlikely. It would be the first place the Ministry would look for him. You didn't know where else would he go, but you only hoped you could see him again sooner rather than later.

         Once inside, you ignored the portrait of Sirius and Regulus' mother as she screamed at you. You did smile at Kreacher and thanked him before you made your way to the room you'd once shared with Sirius. You were pleased to see that it was still clean despite Kreacher still being loyal to the late Mrs. Black. The room had lost all of the scent of your lover, but the memories came unbidden. Without even meaning to you sank down on the bed, hugging what had been Sirius' pillow to your chest. You missed him still. Twelve years had passed and you couldn't stop missing him. Couldn't stop loving him.

*time skip*

         Months. It had been months since Sirius had escaped and you had yet to see him. Sometimes, if you looked quickly enough you swore you saw a large black dog watching you but when you looked again, it was gone. You really hoped it was Sirius but you were beginning to lose that hope with every passing day. Just when it seemed you would never see the man you loved again, he finally appeared.

         You Apparated to 12 Grimmauld Place again to check on Kreacher only to pull to a stop when you saw him. His hair was much longer and his eyes held a bit of madness to them. His wand was pointed at you in a defensive manner. You figured he hadn't guessed that you charmed the house against anyone wishing him or you harm.

         "S-Sirius? Is that really you?" His eyes widened and for a moment, he looked like the younger man you remembered. "Y/N? I must be dreaming. You wouldn't be here otherwise." Tears pricked your eyes, causing him to lower his wand slightly. "It's me, Sirius. I swear. I-I put a charm on the house to protect myself and you when I heard you'd escaped." At that, Sirius lowered his wand completely, actually dropping it to the floor.

         In an instant, he was right in front of you. His hands were shaking as he reached up to hold your face. Rough, calloused thumbs wiped the tears now falling down your cheeks. "I'm real," you whispered as his deep eyes stared into yours. "Y/N. My Y/N." Sirius voice was still so soft and he looked as if he couldn't believe it. "I dreamed of you. Every night. It was the only thing that kept me from going well and truly mad," he admitted.

         "I dreamed of you too. I never thought I'd see you again." Sirius began crying tears of his own as he continued to cup your face. For a few moments, the two of you simply stood there, lost in each others' gaze.  Those dark eyes of his were  swimming with emotion and you swore you were about to drown in them.

         "Sirius?" He hummed a bit in response, his thumb still stroking your cheek. You let yourself smile. "No offense, love, but you stink. Horribly so." Sirius merely stared at you in disbelief for a moment before laughter burst from his lips, deep and clear. Your own giggles join in a second later.

         "Shall we continue this later then? After a bath?" You gave a nod as you continued to smile at him. Sirius pulled away from you a bit and placed a chaste kiss to your forehead. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you, too. Now go on." He laughed once more then walked away. You shook your head fondly at the man you loved. You knew your troubles were far from over unless and until the Ministry exonerated him, but you were determined to enjoy the time you had with him now. And you hoped that, one day, the two of you could finally have your happily ever after.

(a/n: I hope this is what you were looking for!)

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[book-place]

Waiters?

Summary: Your brothers don’t think that it’s a very good idea for you to go on a date. But there’s nothing they can do about it… or so you think

Parings: Winchester brothers x sister reader

*Not my gif*

A/N: Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“It’s just a date.” You groaned as you tried to get past your brothers and to the door.

“Just a date?” Dean asked with a raised eyebrow and his arm crossed, Sam was in the same position, “How long have you even known the guy?”

“Long enough.” You grumbled as you tried to go around Sam to get to the door.

Sam was faster though, and he stuck his arm out to stop you and he firmly yet gently grabbed your arm to stop you from leaving.

“What’s his name?” Sam interrogated.

You sighed knowing that the only way you’ll be able to get out of there was to comply, “His name is Logan. There, happy?”

“Far from it actually.” Dean growled. “What kind of a name is that? Logan?”

“Guys, I’m serious, it’s just one date! I’m old enough to go on those, in case you’ve forgotten!” You informed them.

“What if it doesn’t work out?” Dean asked, trying to get you to reconsider.

“Then I’ll kill him.” Sam answered for you.

You face palmed and this time faked a right around your brothers and as they went to stop you, you skirted around them to the left.

Dean's eyes widened for about half a second before he crashed into Sam and they both went tumbling to the ground.

You giggled a little before opening the door.

“I’ll be home at eleven!” You called before shutting the door and hurrying to where Logan’s car was waiting out front.

-•-

So far the date was going great. Better than great even, it was perfect.

Logan had brought his car and opened and closed the door for you.

He had complimented you multiple times and he was such a gentleman!

The two of you were currently in a restaurant laughing about a story Logan had just told you when the waiter came to give you your food.

As your bowl of pasta appeared in front of you, you looked up to thank the waiter only to come face to face with your eldest brother dressed as a waiter.

Your eyes widened and for a moment you’re frozen.

“Is something wrong?” Logan’s gentle voice asked from across the table.

You snapped out of your thoughts and decided that you would just ignore the fact that Dean was clearly trying to spy on you and your date, “No, I’m fine.” You answered with a smile.

Dean was still standing there, so without looking away from Logan, you kicked your brother really hard in the shin under the table, causing him to double over a little with a small grunt.

Logan had luckily never met her brothers before, or there would be some real issues.

“Your food will be out in a minute.” Dean said through gritted teeth, while glaring at Logan.

Logan looked uncomfortable for a moment because he had done nothing wrong to this man, but being the amazing person he was, he put on a thankful smile and replied with a polite thank you.

That made Dean mad, and he walked away shaking his head and muttering to himself. And you swore you heard something about pigs, apple pie, and killing Logan.

You were honestly concerned about what goes on in your oldest brother's head sometimes.

You turned back to your date with a smile and continued to chat as if nothing had happened for about two minutes, before another waiter came out with Logan’s food.

You were about to start silently cheering in your head that the waiter wasn’t Dean, until you saw that it was Sam instead. And he was also dressed as a waiter.

He also happened to be holding a glass of water in his hand and once he went to set Logan’s food down, the water spilled all onto Logan’s lap.

You were 100% sure that it wasn’t an accident.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Sam said without any emotion whatsoever in his voice, clearly not sorry.

Logan looks up at him with another kind smile that you are sure was pissing Sam off beyond belief.

“No worries, man. Accidents happen!” He replied casually as he cleaned up the water with a napkin.

Sam gave him a tight lipped smile before sulking off in the same direction Dean had gone just moments before.

You sighed, “Sorry about that.”

But Logan wasn’t looking at you, instead his now wide eyes were trained behind his date and his face paled.

You quickly turned your head around to see what scared Logan, only to see your brothers standing a few tables back towards the wall with death glares on their faces.

Dean put finger guns to his head as Sam swept his finger along his throat in a killing motion.

When they saw their little sister looking, they immediately looked away, Dean even went as far as to whistle while looking at the ceiling.

You sighed and facepalmed, “Y-you know those people?” Logan asked shakily.

“Those are my brothers.” You grumbled into your hand.

Logan gulped, “Well they certainly hate me.”

“They hate any boy who looks in my direction.” You admitted.

Logan suddenly started to regain some color in his face, and he sat up straighter. “Well, I’m not going to be going anywhere. Let’s finish this date and let’s not worry about your brothers.” A smile slowly formed on your face at hearing this.

So that’s what you two did, you finished the date while trying their best to ignore the Winchester brothers.

At the end, the couple had to quickly try and run to Logan’s car while Sam and Dean were looking the other way so that the boys didn’t try and shoot the poor boy (You had to explain to him that you weren't joking and would actually shoot him… multiple times).

All in all, they had a pretty good date. You two were even going to go on a second one! You just have to make sure that your brothers don’t know where you’re going…