#THE SIMPLER DAYS pfft

[ctheathy]

hi omg would you be able to do a smut nine x reader hcs??? i love how u tend to make the reader dominant, i'd love if in these hcs nine is suchhh a sub but tries to deny it and act dominant when really he so isn't... by smut it can range from heavy making out/suggestive to full on smut idm, whatever u can think of :3 (if ur gonna do full on nsfw can nine eat out the reader pls pls (afab reader)) tysmmm !!!!

Nine NSFW Headcanons

Nine x Reader

Suggestive+NSFW Headcanons

Short Concept

Author's note: pfft- Nine would be making sounds that haven’t even been discovered by science yet

Nine/Reader [Romantic]

[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Both reader+character are of legal age or aged-up for obvious reasons in this post!

These are smut headcanons, read at own risk. dom!Reader+sub!Nine • Partly !Female!Reader • 1/2 eating his darling out [Fem!reader] • Breast foreplay • Marking • Biting/nipping • Drooling/Salivating • 2/2 making out session [Gender-neutral!reader] • Gagging • You basically shove your tongue down his throat

- ½ Nine eating you out

I honestly just enjoy the idea that Nine is already quick to get hormonal and in the mood. But he gets in heat especially quick when you get a little too whiny and pouty. I just imagine you whimpering for one single time and his whole body would tense up, pressing his legs together and biting away at him bottom lip to the point it almost splits. Trying to keep himself from getting ...hard from something as simple as a subtle mewl. He is so weak towards you, your emotions and the way that you feel to the point any sense of self control can go out of the window. When you're showing signs of being turned on and when he can quite literally smell your arousal, he's gonna have to fight tooth and nail to not get aroused himself.

This is certainly not something that would have too much of an improbability of happening. As you see, the thing about Nine is that he can already be quite lustful in general due to his bottled up frustrations. Now add on several years of isolation from other creatures and you have a boy who hasn't satisfied his primal urges and inner desires for literal ages. But you can make all his anger, frustration and self-hatred turn into a desperate need and craving for you. You could enjoy taking away any sort of dignity and prideful nature that he has left when the intimacy gets to that point, before giving some of it back through your praise after the ordeal. You'd absolutely know him and his vulnerable spots good enough for you to really set him off, because at the end of the day, you'd always have him begging for more.

You could start off a bit simpler before allowing him to eat you out like that, but still feed into his uncontrollable horniness for you. You can begin with giving Nine the opportunity to touch your chest with his mouth, something despite with his shy embarrassment and hesitance, it being something he just couldn't say no to. You could just sit there and lean back all smugly, while Nine's on his paws and knees infront of you, shivering and head hanging down as he shakily reaches out to one of your breasts, fighting his dripping arousal from staring at your bare and exposed chest alone.

But that's a point of no return ...and to take it to the next level. After that heck of a fest Nine had with drooling all over your boobies, he'd definitely be more open and quick to agree to foreplay that includes him pleasing you in some manner, because ultimately, it really pleases him as well. Not only because your body shape and appearance triggers something inside of him, but because you trust him with your body. And that's how you two got to oral fixation, something Nine would want to think about it for a little while. I mean. HIS mouth?? DOWN there??? Though he would be lying if he wasn't intrigued by the idea. The way you excitedly spoke about it in detail got him excited too... And so, he would cave within under a week at max. Even with his denial, he would absolutely be the most eager in the ENTIRE world for that little taste of your bottom half and he would absolutely make sure that he wouldn’t let you down and leave you unsatisfied under any circumstance

And as soon as he gets one of the tips in his mouth, he could start to feel himself melt. It's just the softest and most squishy flesh he's ever felt in his life. His mouth would start watering the longer your breast is inside of him, and his saliva would slowly begin to seep all over your skin. He'd have his self-control at first, but it wouldn't take long before he'd needily start licking his drool over every inch of your chest as if trying to mark it. He'd be all over you and goes completely feral as soon as he feels your nipple hardening against his moist tongue, as he'd let out a soft moan while feeling that change in texture. Nine's tongue would just swirling around your chest, with his body shivering and trembling with every lick and swirl. He’d glance up at you with those pleading puppy-dog eyes for approval while you just look down at him with such a cheeky grin.

Nine would absolutely be reaching for your fluids like it’s a bottle of fresh water in the middle of the Sahara, he’s never wanted to try anything more in his whole life than he wants to have your sweet nectar right now. He would become so desperate and overstimulated that every second he’s away from it would seem like an eternity... and he'd just want the volcano to erupt in his mouth. If you could easily control yourself and just not let your climax happen. No matter if it's for the sake of teasing him or just having the self-control, this would only drive Nine further into going berserk. His entire existence would become centered around having that release in him one day, tasting you like you're the last meal on Mobius.

Nine would desperately try to keep his calm and pretend that he wouldn’t absolutely go crazy if he actually had a taste. He’d absolutely be in a huge need for more of you and it’d be such a spectacle. His face all red with him basically panting over you. And as soon as he'd even start, Nine wouldn’t be able to focus on any single thing at all. His senses would be completely overwhelmed from everything that’s going on because he’s not used to this kind of stuff at all. Even as he's the one eating you out, his own junk cannot help but keep pulsing as he continues doing it. He'd get a bit impatient and would really want more attention to be brought to his privates, so he might just start touching himself in the duration of the moment... which would definitely make him more vocal, even with his tongue in your folds. You could look down with amusement as he plays with himself, all while his needy moans begin echoing through the entrance of your body.

But Nine always seems to remain on high alert on what's happening to you physically. If you just so happened to let out any grunts or moaning noises, those sounds would go straight to in-between his legs. Any noise that indicates that you're enjoying yourself would definitely keep him going... Even if you're just breathing funnily, he'd get an adrenaline boost that motivates him to become more sensual with the movements of his tongue, getting more desperate to make sure to never fail you in this matter.

Though if you were the type to start squirming all over the place with his mouth still on you. Or if you were to rock your hips back and forth into his tongue, that's when he would just crumble and lose it. You'd just be using his tongue to make yourself feel good, something that turns him on so much more than he'd ever believe it would. His body would be going haywire and he would start gently biting and nipping on your most sensitive nerves to try and get even more of your juices, his tongue would be doing absolutely everything that it possibly could because he’s never been this aroused in his entire life. It would be a scenario that he will absolutely never get over and which he'd be utterly desperate to experience once again.

- Making out sessions

The thing about all of this that's the most exciting is just how absolutely convinced Nine is in his disliking towards being so vulnerable and in a submissive position, and yet he would be so incredibly needy for more. Even if there are moments where he doesn't enjoy being under your command, he would be begging you to continue, begging you to kiss him deeper, to go further than he's ever been, all for you. He must feel intimidated by how submissive he is around you, he must feel intimidated by how vulnerable you makes him feel, but he just can't stop, just can't stop wanting more of you and your sweet tongue.

The kisses that you give Nine is certainly something that manages to keep his on his toes. Though your pecks are as innocent and sloppy as it can be, every very time your mouth is on his, you manage to take control and shatter his mind little by little through the heat of the moment. You're always so teasing... pulling out and taking it back as soon as Nine is shown enjoying himself, keeping him so needy and so utterly horny for more while you feed him these little crumbs. As soon as you're slowly pressing your tongue to the back of his throat, you should purposely roll up your tongue as it's sliding down the back of his mouth. You'd have Nine gag at times with ease while his eyes keep rolling back with just how overstimulated he's getting. And with how teasing and playful you're being through the kiss, there's no way he'd be capable of keeping in his loud, pleading moans. He'd love the sensations so much but would feel so shameful for enjoying it as much as he does.

But at that point he would 100% be loudly begging for you. Crying out for more and more, for you to keep using your tongue on him because his brain is too overwhelmed with the intense pleasure he’s receiving to even really think about anything else other than how amazing it feels. I can picture him crying and sobbing, maybe even begging with you to take him to your room. He would become obsessed with that tongue of yours if you just kept it going for long enough.

He would have no choice in the matter, you would absolutely force him to look you right in the eyes as his vision blurred and his whole body trembled in a way he never thought possible. It would be so intense he'd think he was having a seizure. He would still find a way to keep trying to lock his eyes on yours to contain some sense of dominance, but his head would just be going back and forth, his tongue desperately reaching for yours whenever you pull back, needy to taste you again with his eyes rolling back and trying his absolute hardest to not explode. He couldn’t last much longer at that point, his body eager to betray him and his mouth and tongue would be yours further upon that point.

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤

The poor bastard would look like he’s being electrocuted, the moment he’d try to maintain eye contact he’d just go cross eyed. He’d be completely and utterly broken at this point. As soon as you release him and let go, he’d be a puddle on the ground with his mouth wide open and eyes rolled, just mumbling absolute nonsense while you gaze down at him. A lovestruck, heart-filled look in his eyes as soon as he manages to get back to Earth Mobius. I’d be genuinely surprised if he could even recognize his own name at that point because he’s just been reduced to a drooling puppy who wants to satisfy you.

Something you'll have to make sure he keeps doing with his bratty bottom energy

[flimflamfandom]

Four Different Kisses

I wanted to write sappy stuff. I just like writing sappy stuff. I might do another version with OCs and somesuch but this one's just Frepper.

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1927

Ivy sighed as she laid in the truck, out of view of the windows. She slowly peeked out, sticking the rifle out of the window. She saw Calvin running with the crate, and the man behind him. She took aim, and breathed out. "hhhh..." BANG!

She got the man behind him in the chest, and he fell instantly. Calvin looked behind him, ragged and tired. He got into the truck, and tossed the crate by the backseat. "Thanks."

"Yer welcome." Ivy sat up, and got behind the driver's seat, as Calvin caught his breath. He was heaving in air, and he had undone his vest. He wiped his brow and looked over. "You really saved my life there, y'know." He said. "He was gonna get me."

"You owe me a kiss." Ivy winked. "Least y'could do." She cooed. Calvin smiled, and leaned in. He was still breathing heavily as he kissed her, and he was quick to hold her. He pulled away soon after, and looked up at the ceiling.

"...home, aye?"

"Yep." Ivy began to drive off.

1928

Ivy walked down the aisle, accompanied by a teary eyed Ruby. She was teary eyed, too, but she figured she would handle it - until she saw Calvin looking at her.

He stared, wide eyed, and slack jawed. He blinked a few times. he couldn't honestly believe how beautiful she looked, as she settled in next to him. She stood next to him, and smiled, her eyes becoming glassy and watery. Calvin's did, too. He spoke softly, so no one could hear.

"Would you want to go out sometime with me?"

"Pfft...Freckle..." Ivy covered her mouth, trying not to laugh too loudly - even at dumb jokes like that, she laughed too loud.

They went through the motions. They went through the vows. Calvin, in his usual way, was very verbose. He was flowery with his language, talking about rivers and clouds and warmth and winter days.

Ivy listened, but she didn't much absorb what was said. She was fixed on his slight smile, his watering eyes, his warm glance. She barely even registered the line "and when the stars shine at night, I curse them for not shining brighter, so I might see your smile all hours of all days..."

When it came her turn, Ivy's were shorter, and simpler - "I vow to stay with you, as long as the sun keeps rising..."

As she spoke, Calvin found himself transfixed - he was unable to stop staring at her, to stop basking in her warm beauty, as she struggled to say the things she'd written, struggled to fight back tears. Calvin, not knowing where they even were in the process, reached out, put a hand on her cheek, and wiped a tear away, smiling and whispering 'I'm happy, too, my love.'

there was a paused.

"...Mr. McMurray?"

"Hmm?"

"Staring, hmm?" The priest chided him a little, smiling. "Do you, Calvin Phineas McMurray, take Ivy Ruth Pepper, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her, honor her, and keep her in sickness and health, for as long as you shall live?"

"I do."

"And do you, Ivy Ruth Pepper, take Calvin Phineas McMurray, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love him, honor him, and keep him in sickness and health, for as long as you shall live?"

"I do."

The by the power went by quickly. So did the pronouncement. Neither much cared. They just wanted to hear one word -

"You may kiss the bride!"

Calvin gripped Ivy, and pulled her in, kissing her longingly and deeply, as if he'd been waiting a lifetime for it. He held the back of her head, and she held him by his shoulders. It felt too short, but as they pulled away and people cheered, Ivy didn't try for another one. She looked up at Calvin.

"...do we HAVE to go to the reception?" She asked. "Can't you just take me home?" She winked. Calvin huffed, and smirked.

"You don't want to force me to dance?"

"Hmm...well. You drive a hard bargain, Mr. McMurray." She kissed his cheek.

1930

Ivy sighed as she walked back to the house in the hills. She roleld her eyes, and stretched her back. "Hours, Freckle, HOURS! And you didn't even get an award!" She crossed her arms, the statuette in her hand gleaming as she set it down.

Calvin laughed. "Well, there's next year. I'm young." Calvin said. "Besides, the house has two of those little statuettes, it's fine." Calvin rubbed her shoulders as Ivy sat down. "You do look lovely in that dress."

"Thank you." Ivy smirked. "Only heard it from you a billion times tonight~"

"Well...it's true." Calvin seemed a little embarrassed. Ivy turned to face him.

"I like hearing it. I like hearing you." She stood on the other side of the couch, and walked over it to reach him. "In fact, ever since we came to Hollywood," She put a hand in his, "you've only made me love ya more." She put another hand on his chest. "You're the only man in this town I actually love to work with." She said.

Calvin wrapped her up in his arms, and looked down at her, with a smoulder.

"...am I getting better with the eye thing?"

"Hah!" Ivy chuckled. "Let the leading men do that, I didn't fall for you for a smoulder." She put a hand on his cheek. "I fell for you for your sweet little smile. You know that."

She kissed him, and sighed. The kiss became more and more intense...

1936

Calvin slowly walked into the house, and looked back. The procedure had gone well - he would be okay. But still, having that much of your tail removed is jarring, and tough on any cat. He heard footsteps behind him.

"I could've gotten that on a second trip." Calvin said, smiling as Ivy rushed in his typewriter.

"No, no, nonsense? You're not gonna have that much of you cut off and then just lift a bunch of things."

"Dear, it's not as if I've lost a leg, I just have half-"

"Calvin." Ivy sighed. "...I know you want to man your way through this but this is very serious." She said, firmly. She walked into the house. "Just because they cut it out doesn't mean it won't come back - the doctor said that."

"Ivy-"

"This killed my MOTHER, Calvin." Ivy said. "And you're not just gonna parade around like nothing is wrong!"

"Nothing IS wro-"

"You had CANCER." Ivy shouted. "You...you had..." She sat down. "...I'm sorry I'm shouting."

"You have every right to." Calving sat on a stool, and winced as he did so. "I know. I'm sorry I'm not...I-" He looked over. "The baby." He stood, and walked towards the crib, towards his son - Finn. He had his eyes and his mother's fur. "You need a change, don't you?"

Ivy watched as Calvin, just home from a multi day recovery, from a life changing surgery, simply changed a diaper. She wanted to be mad. She wanted to take him by his face, shake him, tell him to be as scared as she was. She looked on for a moment. She heard his voice.

"I don't want to die scared of this." Calvin said.

"You...you don't go talking about death." Ivy said. "I'm too scared of that."

"I am, too." Calvin said. "...guess we've never both been scared like this before." He finished changing Finn's diaper, and turned around, wiping his hands.

"...please just..." Ivy shook her head, "just tell me you understand how this feels for me. Even if you're lying."

Calvin nodded. He held her face in his hands.

"...I'm just as scared." He said. "But I love you. And we'll have to stay with that." He kissed her.

It was soft, and quiet. It was warm. It was comforting...it was bittersweet. Calvin pulled away, and moved his hands to Ivy's waist. "...I haven't gotten to do that in a few days."

"You haven't." She said, smiling, and purring. "...maybe a few more, to make up for lost time?"

"If you insist..." Calvin pressed his lips to hers once more...

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

Writing ask:

Maybe LU modern Au thing? No pressure!

Anyway took a few days but here you go! I took this opportunity to finally write another crack fic with four so it's probably not what you're expecting lmao. Kinda lost what little plot there was halfway through too

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"Someone's pulling us over." Green said. Vio sighed, and pulled the car to the side of the road. 

"Is it the cops?" Blue twisted around. 

Green shoved him back down. "If it is the cops, do you want to get us in more trouble?"

"Anyone do anything illegal lately?" 

"Other than how we're harboring a criminal in our house?" Blue asked sarcastically. "No."

"Shadow isn't a criminal anymore." Vio reminded him. "Dot pardoned him."

"Then why does everyone keep calling the cops on us?" He accused. "Wild nearly sets his house on fire at least once a week and even he doesn't see the cops as often as we do."

Vio sniffed and turned away, pointedly refusing to answer his question. 

A cop walked up to the window a moment later, knocking on it.

"Hello, officer." Vio said, rolling down the window and plastering on a smile.

"Have you seen this man?" The officer asked. He held up a picture of Legend, and Vio had to hold in a groan. "He was seen in a car matching the description of yours headed this way."

"No, I'm afraid not." He lied. 

"What about you?" The officer peered into the car, and Vio hoped he couldn't see the swords they'd shoved under the back seat. It would probably be a bit hard to explain what they were for.

"Nope." Blue said, crossing his arms.

He pulled out another picture, this time of Warriors. "What about him?"

"No." Vio said. "If you don't mind me asking, officer, what did they do?"

"They stole a few bottles of alcohol, but they were covered in blood, so we're treating them as dangerous."

"Well, I'll let you know if we see them."

He nodded, and Vio rolled up his window. Once he had left, he pulled out his phone, bringing up Legend’s number. The call connected within a moment.

"Get out of my damn trunk." He hissed, not even waiting for an acknowledgement.

There was a thump from the back of the car, and an echoing one on Vio's phone.

"I'm not in your trunk." Legend said. 

"And pigs fly." Green said, rolling his eyes. "The cops just pulled us over."

"Oh shit, that's what that was?" Warriors whispered, clearly thinking they wouldn't be able to hear. 

"Are you drunk?" Red asked, leaning closer to Vio's phone.

"...No."

"Time's gonna get your ass." Blue snorted.

"Pfft, he's like four feet tall. He can't do anything to me."

Vio's eye twitched. As a proud and somewhat reluctant owner of four feet and four inches, he didn't really appreciate that comment.

"I think he's going nuts." Legend said. Now that Vio was paying attention, he could tell that he was drunk. "He keeps calling Time Mask and insisting he's like, really short."

"Are you injured?"

"Uh, no. I don't think this is our blood."

"You're paying to clean my car."

"What? No–"

Vio hung up. He leaned forward, forehead resting on the steering wheel, not even caring that he was pressed against the horn, and sighed. It was so much simpler when he was helping Shadow take over the world.

[thequeenofthewinter]

Work-in-Progress Wednesday

Uh, hi. It's me again. That person from your worst nightmares and your wildest dreams. I have a sample of something that you might like. Take a bite. I promise it won't hurt you. Tagging some friendsssss <3 @oblivions-dawn @sneaksandsweets @blossom-adventures @rainpebble3 @rose-like-the-phoenix @dirty-bosmer

(Also just a little word here, if I am not consistently tagging you, it's because I don't want to constantly be pestering you as I do this ever week, and I know not everyone is as crazy as I am.)

On most nights, The Bannered Mare is a hub of activity. With its warm fires, cozy atmosphere, and decent mead, the tavern is normally full of life no matter the time of year. However, with the Moot’s festivities going on, it is near exploding.

As Lydia makes her way through the crowds, a sea of both unfamiliar and familiar faces meet her, and some of them call out to her having recognized the housecarl. With a smile and a wave, she greets most of them, but continues her way to the bar with Ralof, Rikke, and Galmar in tow.

It takes her a couple minutes to wade through the crowd along with a few good elbows to some of the more stubborn customers, but eventually, she finds them all a seat in front of Hulda.

“The usual?” The older barmaid calls to her as she dries the insides of two freshly-cleaned mugs.

“Do you even remember what that is by now?” Lydia asks with a smile. While Windhelm is her home now, She had missed being here.

“Pfft,” Hulda scoffs as she sits four tankards on the bar, “it’s the same thing every self-respectin’ Nord gets ‘ere.” She then plunks four bottles of Honningbrew mead in front of them. “And if you think I’d try ta’ serve Black-Briar to these two,” she points a thumb towards Galmar and Ralof, “then you’d be sorely mistaken. I like my head right where it is, thanks.”

“I doubt you’d want to get your hands on that stuff now anyway.” Galmar chimes in as he takes his tankard. “I hear Ingun took over since Maven is rotting away in a Riften jail cell. Word is that she’s been doing experiments on the mead.”

Ralof slides a tankard to Rikke before taking one of his own. “Ah, but did any of you ever taste Vilod’s juniper berry mead before Helgen burnt to the ground? That really brings me back to the old days. Things were a lot simpler then.”

“And morally corrupt.” Galmar mutters.

“Just because—” Rikke shoots him a look.

“Why does this feel like the butt end to a very bad joke?” Lydia interrupts after taking an swig of her mead. “Two Stormcloak officers and an Imperial Legate walk into a bar…”

“And what about you?” Rikke asks. “Should I assume you’re with them? You’re the Dragonborn’s housecarl after all.”

“I am…but would you like to know what the joke is?” Lydia looks down into her tankard, a smirk pulling at her lips.

“What would that be?” She asks, curious even if she is sure she’ll regret asking.

“That you are in fact here with us.”

“Here, here.” Galmar and Ralof laugh as they crash their tankards together, sloshing mead all over the counter. “To High King Ulfric.”

“And High Queen Dahlia.” Lydia adds with a smile as she raises her own mug.

Rikke looks at them, an uncertain expression on her face as a finger traces around the mouth of her own mead. Should she raise it? On one hand, she is the Imperial Legate, but on the other, Lydia does have a point. She is in fact here with them.

[levi-llama]

Since the Beginning

Pero Tovar x Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit

CW: Sexual Content, Cream Pie, Purity Kink

You’ve been traveling with Willam and his group since Pero joined. You and him have been childhood friends, therefore you had a connection to him that most didn’t have the pleasure of having. His grumpiness scares people off, but being as close as you always were with him, you got to see the playful, albeit still quiet and stern, side of him. 

It’s been a particularly rough day. It was the evening and the loss of your group had been devastating. You all have reached the last run of your journey for the black powder. Will, Pero, and you were the last survivors. Being caught by an army late this morning, witnessing green monsters, and finally, to your close friend’s delight, a filling dinner. 

You sit on your firm, creaky bed. Sharing a room with the two boys, yet only one present. 

“Hm? Where’s Will?” Softly blurting the question out loud. 

“Probably ravaging the commander girl, no?” The fellow Spaniard spoke with a hint of humor to his tone. 

“Pfft. You are most likely right.” You let out a breathy chuckle back. Being alone with him has been accompanied with a lingering sexual tension as of late. Biting your lip you remembered the times when you were young, when life was simpler. Having a one sided romance for him, you’d pick wild flowers, forge him crowns from nature. He never liked it when you put them on him, typically giving it back by placing them atop your head and whispering compliments in your shared native tongue. He’d call you bonita, pretty. It always put a blush on your cheeks; he’d tease you about it of course, but it was always worth it. 

You were startled out of your daze by a snap. Pero stared intently at your face. 

“What are you thinking, bonita?” 

“How some things never change.” You replied with a gentle smile. You were more soft spoken, a stark contrast to his gruffness. 

The two of you sat in silence for a few moments, both sitting on your respective beds. 

“Mph..” he grumbled. 

“Is something wrong, Pero?” You leaned towards his bed, closing the gap slightly. 

“Have you noticed?” 

“Noticed what?” Peeking up curiously, you tilted your head to the side. 

“How we are drawn to each other. Ever since youth.” 

“You remember the wildflowers?”

“Sí, sí! Those were magnifico! I miss those days. Calm, loving.” He moved to sit next to you. 

“After-“ you gulped, nervous from the close proximity, “after this is over… we could go back to that, yes?” 

“Hermosa..” he purred in your ear, stubble tickling your cheek. “Why wait..?” He tugged on your earlobe with his teeth. 

Shuddering as a response, he took that as a sign to continue. Nipping down your neck until he got to the thin skin of your collar bone. 

“Mmmhhh..” you sighed constantly. “But… mi amor. You never loved me.. not like-“ a whimper broke your sentence as he pulled away, “not like you are loving me now.” 

He cupped your cheek on either side. While cradling your face, he looked you in the eye. “But I have. I have loved you. I do love you.” He pushed his lips to your own. A gentle passion grew feverish as the moment progressed. The way he kissed you was the only confirmation you needed. 

You pulled his tunic up, not breaking apart until it was dragged up over his head. Panting, forehead to forehead, he unbuttoned your blouse and you shrugged it off your shoulders. 

“Oh hermosa.” He growled at the sight of your hardened nipples like a feral animal ready to devour its prey.

He rested his head at the base of your neck, smelling in your scent. His calloused hands kneaded your breasts as he trailed wet kisses down your sternum. 

“A-ah! Mierda!” The curse was following the large gasp that erupted from you as he encapsulated your perky bud into his warm mouth. 

He pulled away with a ‘tsk-tsk’, “what a naughty mouth you have. You should be punished.” 

You purred as he brushed his teeth around the previously untouched nipple. He bit down on the sensitive skin which made your breath hitch. 

“I- L-mnngh..” you tried to get words out, but when he pinched your other bundle of nerves, your sentence was lost in your throat. 

“Sí, mi amor?” He smirked against your breast. 

“Lower..! I-I need you in me, Pero!” You gasped out as his smirk widened. 

He purred into your ear as he stuck a finger through your folds. “Like this?” 

You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut at the sensation. 

“You’re so tight.” He breathed, then halted as the realization dawned on him. “Bonita? Are you still pure..?” 

You blushed and nodded in mild embarrassment. You knew of the many women your companion has bedded and your lack of experience made you shy. 

His eyes widened, “ Are-Are you sure you wish to do this with me..? You sweet hermosa, are you sure you want me to taint your innocence..?” You detected a hint of insecurity in his tone, he was worried you’d reject him. 

Your gentle nod turned vigorous, “yes! Yes, Pero, please!” 

His finger slipped out of you to then brush through your slick. Smearing it in your thighs. He pulled up your skirts as he laid his forehead against yours. 

“Are you ready? I’ll go slow for you, Bonita.” You nodded and his tip started brushing against your slit before gently slipped into you. Just the head had you clenching. “Relax for me, no? It’ll feel better soon, bear with it for a bit longer.” 

With another slow, methodical push, he sheathed himself in you. You could feel his tip pushing against your cervix with a pleasurable pressure. 

The air was sucked out of your lungs as he leaned down to kiss you. A fiery kiss, filled to the brink with desire and desperation. He started to shift against the soft tissue of your inside as he moved. 

His smooth long thrusts made you squirm. 

“You’re doing so good for me, mí amor.” His breath was hitching. “Your sweet pussy is sucking me in.” He grunted. “Mierda.. so.. fuckin’.. tight..” he whispered that last sentence as an afterthought. 

“Faster… faster.. pleaaase!” You whined and he instantly complied, excited that you’ve adjusted. 

The thrusts were short, fast, and sloppy. The sound of flesh slapping echoed in a loop off the stone walls of the foreign chamber. 

He grunted in your ear, “mmmhm.. c-close.. hermosa.. so close- hhnng!” You we’re too.. and when the pressure finally exploded in you, the grip your walls had on his member made him release his bliss. 

You could feel the warm, thick liquid spill inside you. Filling you with a sweet full feeling. You both panted and he pulled out, the seed he squirted inside you, leaked. He spread your folds with his index and middle finger and watched as your combined juices spilled. 

“Hot..” he whispered before lowering his head and swiping his tongue through your folds, collecting the sweet nectar in one long lick. Your sensitive nub made you shiver at his contact. 

The exhaustion falling over you, he tidied your dress and curled next to you, pulling a blanket. 

“I love you, my sweet Bonita.” He sighed with wholesome content, yet you were already asleep. You didn’t hear his confession, but you knew it either way. 

You loved each other. 

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[inklver]

just because i feel like it:

some random thoughts about the art i made for ironstrange week + the very rough thumbnails for each piece (putting this under the read more so this doesn't take up too much space bc this is a Very long post)

day 1 - red/wrath

first fanart for this fandom! there are a few things i don't like about this piece (questionable anatomy, use of values could be improved, + stephen's hair makes him look like a wet cat /hj) but i do like the lighting and the theme of red spider lilies. i've always wanted to draw them and i love their symbolism of death and final goodbyes—feels very fitting for these goofs :b

i started working on this a good amount of time in advance, and i'm glad i did—this was one of the only pieces i used a painterly style for despite it being my preferred style; it takes me a lot longer than lineart + color, so i didn't get the chance to use it again throughout the event (with the exception of day 6)

day 2 - nervous/orange

i struggled with the anatomy on this one—i don't draw back views often (or, at all really) so the first panel was pure pain. the second panel wasn't much better; it took several attempts to pose the hand in a way that looked somewhat natural. pretty pleased with how this turned out all things considered, though! my only qualm with this is the rushed shading, but that's what happens when you're a slow artist on a time constraint :,)

day 3 - yellow/cheerful

i think this may be one of my favorites from this event. i'm very very happy with the lighting and overall atmosphere of the piece :)

i realize now that i used flowers as a theme for every color prompt—anyways, like i said in the tags of the original post for this, i very loosely referenced yellow primrose (symbol of happiness, warmth, & love, conventionally given to those in long-term relationships or someone who has always been there for you through thick and thin)

day 4 - intrigued/green

i ended up liking this better than i expected to! i had to play around a lot with the lighting/color scheme before i was satisfied with it, though that's on me for not having much of a plan for it beforehand (with most pieces, i already have an idea of the color scheme when i start working on them). not much else to say about this one except surgeon stephen my beloved <3

day 5 - blue/serene

this was the first time i've properly drawn a kiss and holy hell how do ship artists do it. that shit is so difficult. i struggled a lot with the anatomy and ended up changing the poses a bit; i also flipped the composition because 1. it looked slightly better that way and 2. i could include tony's ring <3

and yes stephen's mug says 'cunt' (with the handle being painted in black to form the 'c'—very much inspired by jacksepticeye's mug); for tony's i had to search for funny mug designs lmfao

i was going for a very domestic/warm atmosphere, which i think was more or less accomplished, so i'm pretty happy with this overall :)

also, not really pertinent but i was listening to sweater weather on loop while drawing this so. make of that what you will.

day 6 - grief/indigo

ah, this piece. definitely my favorite of the 7, love how this turned out despite ripping my own heart out a bit while making it :,) listening to hyacinthus on repeat didn't help

my initial idea for this—the thumbnail in the top left—was going to be one of them bleeding out in the other's arms, but i had another idea that i felt more drawn to so i chose that instead (this was a very last minute change so the thumbnail is pretty much just a couple of stick figures pfft).

i decided to go back to the painterly style since it felt more fitting for this & i'm glad i did, although it was a little rushed towards the end when i was adding in the final details (the butterflies are pretty much just lasso tool + glow layer). this was also my first time drawing stephen's robes and. man that was a pain to figure out. get a simpler outfit stephen.

day 7 - purple/disdain

had to end the event on a happy note! this was very rushed but i still like how it looks, though the bg petals are a bit janky.

the prompt 'purple' immediately made me think of violets, which were used as gifts for newlyweds so. here we are (they also happen to be symbolic of faith, mystical awareness, and spiritual passion—pretty fitting for our favorite wizard)

i didn't dedicate as much time i should've to actually making the violets look like violets instead of some generic flower but again, slow artist under time constraint. i did spend a lot of time with the expressions in this one though! i really wanted to convey a sense of pure joy and love, and i'm very happy with the result in that regard :)

something that i noticed was that it had become a lot easier for me to draw these two by this point. suppose it makes sense considering i'd literally been drawing them nonstop for 2 weeks lmao, but it was still pretty cool to see how quickly i managed to finish a sketch i was happy with, compared to when i was working on the first few days (good lord was it difficult drawing stephen in the first piece, especially at that angle)

anyway, prepare to see more of them in the near future because the brainrot is far from over. if i am this attached to them without having seen the majority of marvel movies featuring them (i'd literally only watched ds1 until yesterday when i watched im1—yes i started shipping them without knowing who tony was, i don't know how either), i think i'd be a puddle by the time i catch up on everything :D

whoo that was a lot—if you've read this far, thank you and have a cookie 🍪

[marcusoseman99]

Songs of the isle Pt 5

*Vick reaches into the box and moves a few of the books around till he gets to a journal, with wore grey leather cover and takes it*

Vick: how the hell is this held itself together.

*Vick takes the grey journal out gently picking it up like it was both the most precious thing in existence, and a straight up bomb in his hands*

Vick: what is this made from.....it’s so soft even after all these years.

*Vick opens the grey journal at its first page it is written with an older pen and the handwritten, it was done quickly and sharply simpler to a doctor just clearer the first page reads “Augustus Arawn” *

Vick: Hey Papa.

Papa: Yeah, son

Vick: Who was Augustus Arawn?

Papa: oh he was......well he was my father.

Vick: Really?

Papa: yeah.....yeah he was....well he was one of the best hunters ever, there wasn’t an animal he couldn’t hunt your great grandfather could wrestle a bear he could shoot a bullet a clip a flies wings, and when he growled all manner of beasts would coward away.

Vick: You really admired him...didn’t you?

Papa: He was my father, son...I loved him.

*Vick flicks through the grey journal while Papa continues looking though the rusting box Vick goes through the journal flicking passed page after page of his great grandfathers’ life, then stops as he finds something between the pages there is a necklace.

The necklace has a chain with a long rectangle piece of mental on the end, both are in pristine condition retaining its sliver shin*

Vick: Fuck, hasn’t aged a day might be worth something

Papa: That was my father’s chain I thought he was buried with that thing.

Vick: oh sorry.

*Vick hastily takes the chain and holds it out to his Papa*

Papa: What are you doing, son?

Vick: Mhhhh this.

Papa: Keep it, son

Vick: Really?

Papa: yes, it’s been collecting dusk for far, *sign *far too long you should have something from our family, he would have loved you

Vick: thank you, thanks.

Papa: It's ok...now take that journal up with you and when you are done then we will have stuff to talk about.

Vick: Ok.

*Vick carefully takes the journal into both hands then transitions the journal to his left hand with a firm but still relaxed grip then he spins his right wrist as he stands up wrapping the chain around his knuckles.

Vick walks slowly to the stair and as his foot reaches the first step*

Papa: Vick?

*Vick half jumps then turns his head to face his Papa*

Vick: Yeah.

Papa: Please take care of that.....it means a lot to not just me but our family, and I know it sounds odd but please keep the necklace it’ll keep you safe.

Vick: Sure thing, Papa.

*The scene comes back and Vick is in his room laying on his bed on his back reading the journal*

Vick: Day 1: I Augustus Arawn will be documenting my findings and encounters with the enemy that my family has been dealing with for approximately 4200 years now.  

Vick: Pfft method acting.

*The scene changes to a young man with jet black hair in a very oversized three-piece suit, he is slender and pale his hair slicked back with something that looks like glue to keep it tamed.

The man is sitting in a train carriage that he packed himself as far as he can get into the window side of his seat, practically hugging the glass with his left shoulder in his right hand is a notebook and in his left a fountain pen.

He is nervously writing and speaking to himself in a hushed voice his hands trembling from the force of his writing hand, and from the cold of his anxiety but interrupting his half concentration is a that woman sits across from him.

The woman makes eye contact which is both welcoming and warning she is accompanied by a light white evening dress, with two shoulder straps that lead all the way down to the floor covering her whole body in angelic white silk.

Her arms are covered from fingertips to elbows with the same white silk she takes a draw from her cigarette leaving a faint red print of her lips, onto it her short hair is styled with a low bun and gelled hair along her forehead in small ornate curls*

The woman: How are you, darling.

Augustus: Pardon?

The woman: Well....you look like you are about to explode and I wanted to know if I needed to leave the carriage.

Augustus: *small laugh* Ah no I don’t think that will be necessary, Madam.

*Augustus looks back at his note pad*

The woman: And.

*Augustus looks up and the woman is leaning in with her elbows on the table which is separating them*

The woman: You looked awfully lonely.

Augustus: Oh....I’m fine I prefer it.

The woman: But do you mind company.

Augustus: I guess not.

The woman: well....what do you say to me and you keeping each other company.

Augustus: sure....where are you heading.

The woman: Foxdale....decided to leave the city and get as far as I could yknow clear my mind.

*Augustus laughs then neatly places his pen into his notebook and slips it into his breast pocket careful not to ruin his suit*  

The woman: Oh did that amuse you.

Augustus: Not at all just it’s a same place I am going

The woman: Lucky us then, Darling

Augustus: well since we are traveling together....I am Augustus Arawn and you are?

The woman: Anna Eisenberg, Darling.

Vick: Day 2: I met a very interesting woman on the train yesterday I met her on my first entre she is staying at the town of Foxdale, while I am staying at our new house on the isle Father built it with some local workers however I am unsure of where he found them, it felt as though they fell out of the sky but that is the furthest thing from my mind as of this moment.

My mind is fixated on Anna Eisenberg German name I think but no German accent she has a smooth English accent like mine, but alas I cannot pin it down to a specific place or people she asked me to join her for a meal, this afternoon in Foxdale then perhaps I will ask her to join me for a walk in the forest outside my new home.

I have been dying to explore that place the only thing that has stopped me thus far is my father, he has some unusual behaviour whenever I bring up the forest I think he is afraid of something but with my marksmanship if there is anything then i hope it will make a good dinner.

*The scene cuts to Vick sleeping with the journal on his chest with his body spread eagle on the bed the scene changes again, to Vick sitting at the dining table eating cereal as he is eating Debbie walks in*

Debbie: how are you, sweetie?

Vick: *gritting his teeth* fine.

[augmcnt]

                          Reboot of Reconstitutedraccoon, est. oct 2014 | Written by Mags ‘The fate of the universe lies on your shoulders. Now whatever you do, don't push this button 'cause that will set off the bomb immediately and we will all be dead!  ---                                                                                               ---    Now repeat back what I just said.’

[emiewritesthings]

doctor, doctor - jay halstead

jay halstead x fem!reader

summary: in which y/n takes it into her own hands to look after a sick jay 

a/n: i’m not gonna lie i think this is one of my fav things i’ve ever written, i would really appreciate some feedback and p.s the beginning of it is based on that scene from brooklyn 99 :)

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“okay, it’s 10 o’clock, meaning halstead is officially an hour late to work,” y/n announced as she appeared from the break room with a mug of poorly made coffee. looking around, she had immediately distracted everyone in the room with her playful smile. “okay let’s do this, theories!” she encouraged, taking a sip with excitement, but immediately regretting it as s he spat it back in the mug and abandoned it on adam’s desk as she leant against it.

“uh, he forgot to set his alarm?” antonio suggested, willing to play along with the little game that y/n had created. however clearly his answer didn’t suffice as y/n scrunched up her nose and shook her head in disappointment.

“you are a detective in a unit that just last week rescued 5 people kidnapped and used as chess pieces in a human sized version of the game and the best you could come up with is he forgot to set his alarm? pfft, disappointing, dawson. who’s willing to take this seriously?” she scoffed, brushing his idea off with a simple roll of the eyes as the group laughed at her ridiculousness. 

“maybe he has been murdered by a gang looking for revenge.” adam piped up, earning a sudden and rather forceful slap on the back as y/n cheered. her eyes looking over at antonio as she gestured towards the less experienced detective.

“yes, that’s what i’m talking about. bit dark, ruzek, but better than dawson’s,” y/n hummed, adam clearly pleased with the praise he had received by the pretty detective. “any one else wanna shot?” she offered it out into the room, suddenly the sound of rolling wheels on the chair had everyone turn to face al who was munching on a ham sandwich.

“he walked into the middle of a drug ring, slept with the kingpins daughter and is now having limbs removed, one by the hour.” suddenly an eery silence fell in the bullpen as al suddenly disappeared back to his desk and everyone was left with an image that she was sure was burned on the inside of everyones mind.

“uh, okay, someone might want to arrange a psych check for olinsky asap,” y/n mumbled, pointing in the direction where he had once been and looking around as if checking that she hadn’t been the only one to hear al’s suggestion. “anyways, all of you are wrong. clearly he has joined a motorbike gang and now makes his money on the road striking off names on the government’s hit list.” 

just as the room erupted into discussion about how idiotic this conversation was, as well as their ideas, the sound of footsteps caught y/n’s attention as she arrived at her desk. however as he reached the floor, the reason for his absence was clear.

“woah, you look like death.” adam chuckled, it immediately being silenced as jay sent a deadly glare his way. with his skin paler than normal with undertones of green, a layer of sweat draped over his forehead. jay flashed as smile at y/n as he passed, reaching his desk and collapsing on his chair with a wince. 

as everyone went back to what they were doing, y/n found herself straying her eyes away from her computer screen for longer and longer periods of time until she found herself by his side with a sickly sweet grin, pun intended. 

“i don’t wanna hear it, y/l/n.” jay mumbled, massaging his temples with his fingers hoping it would somehow sooth his pounding skull. whilst usually he had every minute of his day just to hear the woman chat away about whatever crossed her mind, he had found himself in quite the state since last night, leaving him restless and irritable.

“believe it or not, i just wanted to make sure you were alright,” y/n’s entire demeanour crumbled as she melted at the soft features of his face that came with being so vulnerable. but from the look in jay’s eyes, it was clear he didn’t 100% believe her excuse. “and to ask what the hell you think you are doing here? you are sick jay, you need to rest.” 

it was very rare that jay found himself ill. in the years that y/n had been working by the man’s side, she could count on one hand the times she had seen him with so much as a cough. in fact she had called him captain immune system for a period of time when she realised he was pretty much indestructible. y/n couldn’t deny the concern bubbling in her gut seeing him so weak.

“i’m fine,” with her eyes slitted in a look that practically shouted ‘bullshit’, jay continued. “i promise, it’s just a little cold. nothing serious, i think i’ll survive.” he joked dryly, finding it incredibly hard to look away from y/n for her eyes were filled with a warmth that he knew was an expression usually saved for those she cared deeply about. 

“yeah well, you need to take care of yourself, jay, i’m being serious. chicago can cope if you just have one day off, get your energy back.” 

y/n was reminded of the times she had the exact same words spoken to her by the exact person that didn’t seem to want to take them onboard. every time she had so much as a sniffle he would be straight over with some soup that his mother used to swear by and the name of a box set that he would put on for the two of them to watch as he sat stroking her hair in order to try and convince her body to rest. neither of them had anyone else to take care of them, so had taken it upon themselves to be that person for the other. 

“now, i’m gonna go tell voight that i’m taking you home before you infect this whole office.” before he could object, she had already ran (not literally but jay was impressed by her speed walking) to her boss’ office. knocking on the door, with a sweet smile and a sea of words running off her tongue so quickly that voight had to agree just to shut her up, y/n returned by his side. “come on, germ face, your carriage awaits.” 

“you know i love it when you talk dirty to me, y/l/n.” winking at her, y/n giggled as she supported him back down the stairs and out of the station. the two chatted away, y/n explaining how she thought al was secretly a sociopath and jay filing her in on the newest instalment of his apartment block drama until they pulled up in front of jay’s apartment building. 

as they walked through the door, jay’s arm resting around y/n’s shoulders as he struggled to find strength, they managed to reach the sofa before y/n’s body gave up. both of them letting out large breathes before looking at each other and falling into laughter. 

“you hungry, i could try making your mom’s soup?” y/n asked, as she pushed herself up to look down at the man. her hair falling down around her face and tickling jay’s skin. “i’m sure it won’t be as good as her’s but i’m willing to give it a try.” 

the way she was sat with the large window gleaming light behind her, y/n almost looked like an angel. her eyes and smile were wide, with her beauty wrapping its hands around jay’s neck squeezing until his head felt light and he nearly reached up to touch her porcelain skin. but jay had noticed the sensation way before he was blocked up with a cold.

“yeah, uh, that sounds nice.” jay agreed with a minimal amount of sass, but y/n didn’t seem to notice as she moved off the cushions and towards the kitchen. she had pretty much memorised the recipe when jay had finally given it to her on her birthday after offering to pay for it multiple times. whizzing around the kitchen, she was too busy to notice the tired eyes admiring her from afar. 

jay wished his mom was alive to see the woman that she would have loved. all the times he had brought girls back to his family when he was younger didn’t add up to an ounce of the beauty and power that y/n held in her middle finger. the way she bit back at his wit, but also had the ability to spot when he was upset from the other side of the city. she was everything her mother wanted in a daughter in law, everything she wanted for her little boy. 

“okay, give me your honest opinion. i can take it i promise.” y/n sudden appeared with a tray that held a large bowl of the semi-thick orange liquid, a glass of water and a couple pills. approaching jay, she carefully helped him up from where he laid and placed it onto his lap. “actually that was a complete lie, do not tell me the truth. i may just cry.” 

“why thank you, nurse y/l/n.” he teased.

“it’s doctor actually.” she quipped back.

jay chuckled lowly, as he grabbed the spoon and took a large spoonful to his mouth. feeling the slight sting of his tongue at the heat, it was only when the flavours hit that he was suddenly transported to an earlier time in his life. a simpler time. only this time there was y/n by his side. 

“the verdict?” she prompted, taking a seat besides him, pulling her knees up to her chest. 

“not sure whether i want to tell you, don’t think you’ll fit in this room if your ego grows any bigger.” y/n grinned as she leaned over to press a kiss against his shoulder. jay closed his eyes at the contact, feeling the ache in his body freeze for a moment as it registered the tingling sensation. “all jokes aside, it really is good.” 

“i’m glad, your mother was a smart woman.” she nodded, leaning forward to turn tv on. jay continued to spoon the soup into his mouth, as y/n chose a show that they both had started together and had refused to watch another minute without the other. y/n leaned back making herself comfortable, having already texted voight telling him that she would most likely need the entire day off, and getting the go ahead, she had no plans other than being by jay’s side for the next however many hours. 

it was sometime in the early evening and the tv continued to emit light, but neither jay nor y/n was paying any attention to the drama. jay, with his head on y/n lap, was leaning into her touch as her short, thin fingers ran through the dark strands that sprouted from his scalp. his body wrapped in a blanket that y/n had grabbed from his room, he felt completely at peace. 

“you know what, i think you are more bearable when you are at death’s door.” y/n joked quietly, as the forest green eyes were exposed back to her own. jay groaned in annoyance, realising that there was no sweet y/n without the sharped tongue y/n. a trait he adored, but at his own expense. 

“and to think i was starting to think you had gone soft on me, y/l/n.” he hummed, wishing he could forever have her giggle on repeat wherever he went, for the sound made goosebumps run down his neck and down his arms, like some kind of magic that only y/n possessed. 

“as much as i love you, i can’t risk my bad ass reputation for you.” 

although jay was sure it was just part of her banter, the moment the ‘i love you’ fell off her tongue, he found himself wide awake, unable to push past the feeling in his gut as it looped over again and again in his mind. y/n could see the conflict in his face, as he glanced up at her with something she had never noticed before. 

“you mean it?” he asked. 

“mean what?” confused, her fingers fell from his hair, making jay regret ever opening his mouth.

“do you really, you know, love me?” he knew he had committed too far to try and retreat. maybe he could blame it on the fact he couldn’t think straight, although she was like a lie detector that wouldn’t let such a bogus excuse pass. y/n blinked down at him, watching as he sat up to look at her with a hunger that needed to be addressed. swallowing the lump in her throat, y/n nodded.

“of course, you are one of my best friends, jay.” it was true, but it wasn’t the full truth, both of them knew that.

“i didn’t realise we had started lying to one another,” jay’s eyes were soft, as he reached to place his hand against her cheek, smiling as she slowly leaned into it. closing her eyes, she tried to find what direction she was looking for, but didn’t dare take the first step. without even thinking, jay jutted forward and captured her lips before they could form a single syllable. 

gently, but passionately, jay and y/n moved their lips against the others. the feeling was ever-growing as the kiss deepened and deepened until they had no choice to pull back, deprived of their ability to breath. as jay’s eyes came back into view, y/n, for the first time in her life, had lost the ability to form a sentence. 

“we just...” she began but it ran off quickly. jay chuckled.

“we did.”

the two sat in silence, examining the other one’s face until y/n found herself moving forward until she was sat in his lap, legs wrapped around his waist as she pressed her lips against his. just like before their bodies and minds were set ablaze with desire and what had remained unspoken for what felt like forever. jay had nearly completely forgotten about the illness that had put him in the care of the woman that he craved more than anything else the world had to offer. 

as their lips parted ways, suddenly the air had thinned and everything felt... normal. jay’s lips were unable to break out of the large grin mould that y/n had put them in, which was soon mirrored by the young woman. a small giggle escaping her lips.

“if i get whatever it is you have, i expect the exact same treatment.” 

“only for you, doctor y/l/n.”

[petri808]

For my tumblr bestie @random-rave 🔥⭐️ a Nalu birthday gift of smut 🎁

Before opening her birthday present from Levy, Lucy read the attached card. She was quite curious about its contents ever since she’d been warned to open the gift at home and not at the guild where she’d received it.

‘Follow the instructions on the potion for a kinky fun surprise. I’ll tell you later how I found it. Have fun you two!’

Kinky surprise? Lucy’s brow raised. She opened the box next and pulled out a small green bottle filled with an unknown liquid.

‘Draconian elixir for mages only. Drink contents to transform into a faux dragon slayer. Heightens sense of smell, taste, and touch along with physical features. Magic possessed by the user may be intensified. Effects are temporary and will wear off in 12 hours.’

“Why would Levy think this is kinky?” Lucy wondered aloud until a recent conversation jogged her memory. Right... she’d mentioned the biting thing... Lucy laughed and tucked the bottle into her pocket. This will make for a very kinky surprise indeed! Natsu was due to arrive home the next day from a quick mission a couple towns over from Magnolia. So, that gave Lucy some time to prepare a delectable meal they’ll never forget. ‘Happy birthday to me!’

When Natsu arrived at Lucy’s apartment, he found a note on the dining table that simply read: Meet me at your cottage and tell Happy not to follow. Well, he knew what that meant, but why his cottage? He shrugged it off for the time being and informed the Exceed who had plans of his own anyway with Carla.

It was a curious thing to meet at his cottage now that they’d officially become a couple. He’d moved into her apartment while his home remained a storehouse for his collectibles and her growing book collection. Though the second part of Lucy’s message made more sense since the cottage provided a lot more privacy for their rambunctious encounters.

The closer he got, a brighter bounce in his step took hold as his imagination ran wild. Once they’d made the leap to a romantic relationship, it opened a whole new world to them. It’s true Lucy had to explain a few misunderstandings, like the where human babies actually come from thing, but what came surprisingly naturally was the sex. It was as if his dragon instincts were awakened, and primal urges became his teacher. They were both nervous in their first encounter, but once the pheromones had hit, it was all over.

Wait a minute! Natsu paused a few steps outside of his cottage and put his nose to the air. Lucy’s scent had changed somehow, stronger, headier, with a bit of dragon essence woven in. Was there someone else inside?! Another slayer?! His eyes shifted into a serpentine pupil and a growl escaped his lips as he raced to the door and threw it open. “Lucy, what’s go—!” Natsu stopped dead in his tracks.

“Welcome home, Natsu,” the blonde grinned, flashing the longer fangs the potion had given her.

The scent was coming from Lucy?! “Why do you smell like a slayer?!”

“Well,” she sauntered closer, “Levy found a temporary potion that gives me some slayer features for 12 hours and these,” she tapped a fang, “resulted from that.”

“Anything else?”

Lucy shrugged, “my senses are also heightened, but I’m mostly excited for the fangs because now I get to do some marking of my own.”

So, of all the things they’ve tried out, biting was a kink Lucy never realized she’d like receiving or Natsu in giving. When he bit her the very first time and broke through the skin, they were both washed over with a strange sensation akin to the connection she’d felt when she had written in the END book. But when she’d asked Levy if they’d had a similar experience, the answer was no. Lucy surmised she and Natsu’s bond was much deeper than they’d ever realized.

“Awww,” he pouted, though a smirk stilled curled at edge of his lips. “That’s my thing.”

“Pfft, well too bad.” Lucy grinned and ran a finger down his chest, then trailed it back to his neck. “I’m gonna make sure to put one right,” she presses on his nape, “here, so everyone will see it like you’ve done to me. Property of Lucy.”

“Mmm,” his own fang flashed, “that’s kinda turning me on.”

“Oh, yeah? Then why don’t you show me just how much?”

Natsu swept Lucy off her feet and walked to the back of the cottage where a bed was set up, placing her down while pulling at her clothes and coveting her lips. Hands were everywhere, both sets yanking and stripping away fabric to reveal the flesh beneath like a runaway train with no intention of stopping. Her excitement that afternoon was increased, be it the potion itself or the exhilaration it brought. Though his scent was something she’d come to love, it was toxic this time due to her heightened sense of smell. Oh, how the taste of his smoky saliva made her salivate and her fangs almost tingled! She moaned against their molded mouths in bursts, chasing his tongue with her own and mewling when he sucked the hot flesh.

Her passions and mixed scent served to fuel a new wave of lust in Natsu as well. He would have shredded Lucy’s clothes if he didn’t wanna hear the ending of it. His growls and grunts melded with her purring rumbles like two wild animals in ardent throes to rival a fight for dominance. Natsu wasn’t sure if it was the potions effects, but she was sure straining his muscles tonight to stay in control! He pinned her down momentarily. “I won’t let you win!”

Lucy cocked an eyebrow with a hedonistic grin, “challenge accepted.” Oh, she has no plans to physically dominate him tonight, her goals were simpler, to leave the first and last marks of the evening romps. Of course, Natsu didn’t need to know that. She wrapped her legs around his thick thighs and pulled his pelvis flush against hers, relishing in the heated length pressed against her core. “Now get on with it, dragon.”

“Tch,” he smiled back, “impatient, are we?”

“I feel him throbbing, so don’t act like you ain’t feeling it too.”

That was true. Natsu’s inner dragon wanted nothing more than to fill its mate up and re-stake its claim. If it had its way, Lucy would be spread multiple times every night until she fell asleep with him buried all snug inside. Their mating had truly released an inner beast in Natsu that only by willpower he could control... but not tonight with how fucking amazing she smelled. “Don’t blame me if you can’t walk tomorrow.”

She giggled, “I don’t have any other plans.”

“Well too bad.” Natsu moved in faster than Lucy could react and bit down on his mark. Despite gaining extra abilities, she didn’t have the same kind of control he did.

“Damn yo—” the words cut short from a burst of heat flooding her body and an overwhelming wave of lights dancing behind her eyelids. Heaven help her, the bonding effects were so much stronger! She couldn’t even think straight, just abject lust surging through her body. Lucy ground her hips desperately to rub herself against his cock, smearing the growing slick coating the area. “Burns…” she mewled, but in a delicious way. Things weren’t going to plan!

When he let go of the skin and kissed his way down her chest, Lucy took note that Natsu’s eyes were turning serpentine. The last time she’d seen this change was their first time. “Na…tsu…?” she moaned in a slow questioned tone repeatedly.

He stopped and looked up, unsure why Lucy was trying to get his attention. “Yeah?”

Tit for tat, Lucy caught him off guard and latched her mouth onto the junction of his neck and shoulder causing Natsu to cry out, a moaning growl as her fangs sank deep into the skin. “Fu—ck—” ‘Wow!’ His hips buck uncontrolled as her bite triggered a stronger reaction by his inner dragon. Without waiting for her to pull away, Natsu let his dragon take control and maneuvered his hips, pushing his cock in through her folds to the hilt. His eyes rolled back a second, relishing in her warm embrace. It felt so much better connected like this!

Lucy broke away and head craned back in a deep moan, but Natsu didn’t let up. Seated and grinding, he bit her a second time to ensure a longer euphoria, then coveted her lips, licking at the iron-taste coating them. Was it weird to taste his own blood? Somehow, it only added to the high. No thoughts, just carnal instincts taking control as he fucked her hard two ways. His pelvis pivoting slow, but rough, and his tongue stealing every moan leaching out from Lucy. He usually paid her other body parts some attention, but not this round— not when the only thing that could satiate his dragon was a good fucking.

“This is your fault…” Natsu growled heady and low as his lips teased along her jawline towards Lucy’s neck. He licked at the marks on her skin, already turning an angry red, rocking his hips so hard in an upward angle it lifted her clear from the bed, gaining a small yelp. “This is just round one.” He leaned in nibbling her ear as he spoke. “Don’t be surprised if you end up pregnant after this.”

“Worth… it,” she moaned in response. “But you know what?”

“What?”

Lucy opened her eyes to reveal they’d turned serpentine too. Semi-surprised, Natsu grinned at the change, but was caught off guard again when she suddenly grabbed him, wrapped her legs, and flipped them over in a power roll. His eyes flashed wide in a mix of shock and awe— Hell yeah! Now on top, Lucy locked her heels around his thighs to hold her position and bit down a second time. Natsu responded by grabbing hold of her pelvis. He wasn’t about to lose his stride! If she wanted to bite, let her, because he had something else to finish.

He continued pumping his hips from below, chasing his end. But the position hit upon Lucy’s buttons too, and the more he rocked, the harder it was for her to maintain control over her senses. Something feral inside broke free and she started biting sloppily along his neck and shoulders, wherever she could reach. Being on top was supposed to be a power move for Lucy, but the combination only fueled each other to drive harder and faster towards the inevitable conclusion.

Natsu grunted when he felt the squeeze against his shaft and Lucy’s body enter a spasmodic stiffening. Her moans and hyped-up pheromones made the area surrounding them thick, stifling like breathing in drug-laced air. That was it for him. He quickly rolled them back over and pounded fast and rough, timed with each milking pass until only a dry heave remained.

“Where’d Levy find this stuff again?” Natsu panted out as his body dropped onto Lucy’s in exhaustion.

Still trying to catch her breath too, Lucy giggled. “You like it, huh?”

“Fuck, yeah.” Natsu leaned down and kissed her with a gentle pressure. “Happy birthday baby.”

Lucy returned the kiss with a brightened smile. “Best birthday ever.”

“Oh, it ain’t over yet.”

“Rounds?”

Natsu flashed a cocky grin. “Round—s…”

[wondersbeyondcompare]

Kodi Union Birthday Card!!

Last minute, I know, but at least it’s done! Rest of interview + Groovy Image is under the cut!!

Part 1

Kodi: …For some reason, I have a bad feeling about today. I mean, I’ve had people throw a party for me before and forget halfway through or people forgetting about my birthday altogether, but this heaviness in the air is different.

Kodi: *sighs* The headmaster wouldn’t tell me who my presenter is, but Yuu-kun seemed a bit concerned. I wanted to ask them what was wrong, but!!! If only the headmaster hadn’t cut in with “it’s Night Raven College tradition for it to be a surprise”!!!

Kodi: I wonder what kind of person they’ll be…

???: Bonjour, Monsieur Hide and Seek!!! And how do you fare on this marvelous day?

Kodi: Aaah… Hello to you too, Rook-senpai. I’m fine, thank you. Wait, why are you getting close-

Rook: Mon dieu! Are you sure you’re alright? At first glance I thought it was the light fooling my eyes, but now that I’ve drawn closer-! Your face is as pale as a flag of surrender! Whatever could be the matter during such a joyous occasion?

Kodi: Ah, no. It’s just… Some reactions just came into focus and the realization is kicking in. It’s not really your fault, so don’t worry. Maybe I just need a moment…

Rook: Hmm. No trouble at all, Kodi-kun! Take as much time as you need to come back to us! Every moment spent alive is precious after all. Though… I did procure this gift for you in hopes of seeing excitement spring alive from those curious eyes of yours.

Rook: A certain underclassman from my beloved dormitory helped select it too.

Kodi: !!! Epel!!? He helped choose it?

Rook: Oui! You two are childhood friends, are you not?

Kodi: Yes, we are! So this gift was a result of your combined efforts. Now I feel extra guilty for not opening it… Ok! Rook-senpai! I’m ready to open my present!

Rook: Très bien!! What a spirited declaration, Monsieur!! Go right ahead!

*rustle* *rustle*

Kodi: This is… Hair… ties… That’s simpler than what I thought it was going to be, but… It’s useful to say the least.

Rook: Au contraire! There was much more thought put into this gift than what meets the eye! Notice the gemstones stitched into the fabric of each one! See how beautifully they catch the light! The fabric itself ranges between fine silk and satin in this 48 pack of the flashiest colors!

Rook: You have always held the desire to stand out among the rest, no? Well these accessories will surely aid you in your journey!

Kodi: !!!I think I’m starting to get the appeal now! Thank you, Rook-se-

Rook: Oh! I almost forgot! A small note from your dear childhood friend. *rustle* *clears throat* “I’d prefer if you just chopped everything off and started from scratch, but since you like your half and half hairstyle so much, I guess you can go ahead and tie it back with these.” Ah, he doubled over. Kodi-kun, did a new realization strike you again?

Kodi: Pfft, ahahaha!! That’s definitely Epel alright! As harsh as ever… yet still so thoughtful. Thanks to both of you! I appreciate these very much.

Rook: Fufu… It appears as if that note brought him out of shell a little bit.

Part 2

Rook: Now for the first order of business! Question 1! “If you could bring one person with you to a deserted island, who would you choose?” Granted, you cannot choose anyone from your own dorm!

Kodi: That won’t be a problem for me. Ah! I mean-!

Rook: Oho? Do I sense a bit of resentment brewing under that meek exterior of yours?

Kodi: N- No! Of course not! Just please don’t tell Azul or the twins! The last time I got squeezed by Floyd-! Urgh… My stomach’s in knots just thinkin’ about it…

Rook: T’en fais pas! My lips are sealed! Although your fear of your own peers is quite amusing.

Kodi: It- It’s not fear! It’s just-! Well;;; Anyway, someone I can bring with me to a deserted island, right?! Hmmm, well I could easily swim back to where I came from in my cuttlefish form, though.

Rook: !! Your cuttlefish form, you say? Would you spare me a word about that peculiar ability of yours? I understand it’s not your unique magic, no?

Kodi: No, my unique magic appeared before I figured out I can transform into a cuttlefish. I grew up in Harveston, tucked away deep in the mountains, so there was never really a chance to discover that ability there. But there was an incident that happened when I came to Night Raven College and… It was similar to a glitch of some sort?

Kodi: From what I understand, Azul and the twins take a potion that’s grants them legs while they’re on land, but my case was strange. It’s… sporadic, to say the least. Thankfully it’s only happened when I’m near a sizeable body of water. I dread the day I transform and I���m left out in the heat of the sun.

Rook: Hmmm. A strange case indeed.

Kodi: But that’s not a proper answer to the question, is it?! I’m sorry for wasting your time with that!

Rook: Non, non! Not a waste of time at all! I enjoyed hearing more about your… capabilities. Fufu.

Kodi: Why do I have a strange feeling that he’s going to do something with that information? Aaah, stupid Kodi! Why’d I hafta go on and blabber like that!!!

Kodi: *coughs* A- Anyway. I think I’ll have to go with someone in my grade level after all.

Rook: Hm? And here I thought you would surely choose Monsieur Hime Apple without a second thought.

Kodi: Epel’s a good friend, and he knows how to put up a good fight, but I would prefer not to take any of the 1st years if I can. I’m not great in dire situations, and since I’m the older one, I wouldn’t want to disappoint them when I start panicking. And I wouldn’t want any of the upperclassmen to see me like that either.

Kodi: So in the end… Maybe Bucchi-san?

Rook: Ah, Monsieur Dandelion! He does seem rather capable!

Kodi: Yes! I saw during the our joint club camping trip that he had a penchant for camping! He caught an unbelievable amount of fish! Not to mention the way he made such a delicious meal with limited ingredients! I’ve seen him once help us out at the lounge as well! The way Bucchi-san managed everyone was admirable in- Ah.

Rook: ?? Whatever could be the matter this time?

Kodi: Now I’m worrying if I’ll just get in the way if we ended up on a deserted island together. Aaahh, the last thing I want to be is a burden…

Rook: Ahaha! Monsieur Hide and Seek’s mind is plagued with never ending worries I see!

Part 3

Rook: Question Deux!!

Rook: “If you were to join any dorm other than Octavinelle, which dorm would you choose?”

Kodi: That’s an easy one. Pomefiore of course.

Rook: Oh, Monsieur, are you trying to flatter your way into my favor? How daring of you~.

Kodi: N- No! That’s not what I meant!!!

Rook: Ahaha! I’m merely teasing you.

Kodi: Ah, yes. I knew that. Well, the main reason I would go to Pomefiore is just to keep Epel company. He seemed really miser- *cough* I mean, a bit confused on how he got sorted into that dormitory, so maybe having a close friend nearby might ease his mind.

Kodi: The uniforms are also a nice deep purple. The Octavinelle uniforms also have purple in places like our shirt, but I prefer the darker version much more.

Rook: Is purple your favorite color? It sounds as though you are fond of it.

Kodi: It is! Though I honestly couldn’t tell you why. I’m not quite too sure myself.

Rook: Nonsense! What is not to like about such a magnificent color? It is the color associated with royalty, wealth, and power! And it is the shade of much frailer things, like a lilac’s delicate petals! Even our very own Roi de Poison wears the color quite elegantly!

Kodi: Vil-senpai is a very beautiful man, yes. He wears the uniform so flawlessly.

Rook: Non, non! It is not just the uniform I’m referring to!

Kodi: His… hair?

Rook: His eyes, Monsieur!! Les yeux! They shine like the most brilliant of amethysts no matter what he is wearing. No matter what kind of mood he is in.

Rook: To be honest with you, Kodi-kun, I covet one thing you have.

Kodi: Huh?! What could that even be? Ah, wait, don’t get closer agai-

Rook: Your eyes. They are nearly the same shade as our lovely dorm leader’s. To be blessed with such a beautiful color... Lift your head high, Monsieur Hide and Seek. You should be proud to be the owner of such exquisite eyes.

Kodi: !! A- Anyway! It’s time for the gift of good fortune, yes?

Rook: Fufu, of course! I would never forget such a significant tradition. Have you prepared yourself?

Kodi: I’m ready!

Rook: Happy birthday, Kodi-kun!

[digital-corruption]

This is probably not very well edited since I kept getting interrupted. 😒

Haunted by the Past Part 65

Back at the apartment Jake secluded himself to his office with all of the new gear. I was told he had to write his own custom modifications to get everything to work how he wanted it and ensure it would behave how it should on the day. In other words, it was time for serious Jake things so I left him alone to work on dinner.

Jake was so completely absorbed in his work that he didn’t even notice me serving dinner onto plates or me calling to him. I walked over to get his attention, but he was so focused on his programming that I couldn’t find it in me to interrupt him. I grabbed my plate and took it to the table to eat resigning to the fact I’d be eating alone, except I accidentally dropped my fork on the way.

“Is dinner done already?” Jake asked from the doorway.

“Oh, yes, I was about to eat,” I smiled as I headed back for a new fork.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he frowned.

“I did, like three times,” I laughed.

“Sorry,” he mumbled as he grabbed his plate.

We sat down at the table together to eat our dinner. Well, I ate. Jake shovelled food into his mouth, then took his plate back to the kitchen and went back to his office. I was alone again and sighed.

“It's going to take me a while,” Jake suddenly stuck his head out again. “I can feel the deadline looming, MC. For your sake, I can't get distracted.”

“It’s ok. You do Jake things,” I tried to mask my loneliness.

After finishing my dinner, I took my plate to the kitchen and cleaned up. Feeling a bit unsettled, I made myself a hot drink and took it to the couch to check on things on my phone. Sipping my drink, I could not find anything of importance to keep myself entertained. I eventually found myself in the never-ending pit of Youtube videos, as one does when bored. Dan must’ve sensed my boredom as he started sending me ridiculous memes.

MC: Haha, those are great

Dan: She lives!

MC: Of course I live

Dan: I don’t know, it is hard to tell if it’s really you or THAT guy

MC: WTH, Jake doesn’t try to impersonate me

Dan: Kidnappers have been known to do such things

MC: I haven’t been kidnapped

Dan: Graet, then let’s hang out! I've got whisky here wiht your name on it!

MC: ... Are you drunk?

Dan: Pfft no!

MC: How many glasses have you had?

Dan: Two

Dan: Three?

Dan: ... Four...

MC: Right, I see. What’s the occasion this time?

Dan: Ugh the sisters are arguing again. Hannah this Lilly that. It does my head in.

MC: What about?

Dan: Everything? Anything?

Dan: Not that I can blmae Lilly. Hannah's been picking fights.

MC: Wow, that sucks

Dan: Thank you!

Dan: I cant even get Tommy boy to join me.

Dan: “Naw I gotta stick with Hannah. I can’t leave her alone right now. She needs me. Blah blah crowman blah.’

Dan: MC join me!

MC: You know I can’t

Dan: Bullshit!

Dan: You’re no better than the rest of them

Dan: Godamnit I miss Jessy...

MC: I miss her too, Dan

Dan: That car idiot too

Dan: Fuck it! Ill just drink alone then

Dan is offline.

I threw my head back into the cushion. Sorry Hannah, but I kind of missed the old days of playing silly drawing games with our friends. It felt horrible to think it when she was suffering then, but those were such innocent times. Even knowing now that we were being deceived, it was just simpler then. We have to bring this nonsense to a close, once and for all.

MC: Hey Cleo

Cleo is online.

Cleo: Hey! How are you?

MC: Alright, you?

Cleo: Yeah, well, can’t complain. What’s up?

MC: I was just thinking, it’s probably time to remove Jessy and Richy from the group chat.

Cleo: Yeah, you’re probably right. Best to do it before the next big thing happens.

MC: Plus Dan is currently drunk and not paying attention

Cleo: lol ok

Cleo: Oof, can you do it? Pressing the button is harder than I thought.

MC: Sure, no prob

I took a deep breath and went to the group chat. My finger hovered over the kick button for a few moments before finally making contact.

Jessy was removed from the group chat.

Richy was removed from the group chat.

I went back to the private chat with Cleo.

MC: There I did it

Cleo: Sorry for making you do that

MC: No sweat

Meanwhile in the group chat.

Dan is online.

Dan: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

Cleo: Dan, please, it was time

Dan: YOU DIDN’T EVEN IT DISCUS IT WIT THE RSET OF US!

MC: Dan, I am the one who did it.

Lilly is online.

Lilly: What is going on?

Dan: THEY FUCKIJG KICKED THEM!

Thomas is online.

Thomas: Whoa, what?

Cleo: Look, we had good reason to.

MC: It’s ok Cleo, let me explain.

Cleo: Go ahead

MC: Jake and I have reason to believe that MWAF is accessing the group chat through one of the two accounts.

MC: Especially since Jessy’s phone was never recovered, it is a security risk.

Hannah is online.

Lilly: Through one of the two accounts? You mean you can’t even say for sure which one? Then how do you even know that one of them has been compromised?

Thomas: Good point, Lilly

Dan: Fucking good point! I call bullshit!

Hannah: Good riddance

Thomas: Hannah...

Lilly: How can you say that!? They were your friends too!

Lilly: Jessy spent her spare time trying to find you! She died trying to find information on your kidnapper!!

Hannah: lol idiot

Hannah is offline.

Lilly: Thomas!!

Thomas: Let me talk with her, ok?

Dan: Tommy boy it’s time. She needs serious help.

Thomas: She’s seeing serious help!

Thomas: She was making real progress until this whole thing started up again!

Dan: Yeha, why the hell hasn't hacker boy found him?

Dan: He must really suck at what he does

MC: Hey, we've got leads, ok? A lot more than we had before!

Dan: And? Finish it already!

MC: It’s not that easy...

Thomas: I know you two have your own thing going on

Thomas: But is it really more important?

Cleo: Thomas! That's crossing the line!

Lilly: OMG you've been around Hannah for too long

Lilly: Last time I checked, MC was the one getting threats, not Hannah

Lilly: Look, you may still not trust Jake, but I do. Those two found Hannah when the rest of us couldn't, don't forget that.

Cleo: Exactly!

Lilly: If you only knew the gravity of what they're going through...

Thomas: If you only understood how much your sister is suffering!

Thomas is offline.

Dan: Why are you flipping sides!?

Lilly: Because maybe they're right, it's time for us to move on

Dan is offline.

Cleo: For crying out loud

Lilly: And that's why I keep telling him no.

Lilly is offline.

Cleo: Well that went swimmingly!

MC: Like ripping bandages off open wounds...

Cleo: We do have to clean the wounds eventually, right?

MC: Yes of course

Cleo: Ok, see you around!

MC: Bye Cleo

Cleo is offline.

I was left again to my thoughts. What Hannah said bothered me. ‘Good riddance'. Of course, to the others it seemed insensitive, but knowing what I knew, maybe it wasn’t. She kept claiming she didn’t know who kidnapped her, but what if she had been lying. Or maybe she couldn’t admit it, especially not to the others. It would’ve been a very difficult thing to say, I couldn’t blame her.

I locked my phone and put it down next to me. I craved reassurance from Jake like nothing else, but I knew how hard he was working. I still couldn’t stop myself from getting up and peeking through the doorway. There he was, so consumed by his work and yet-

“What’s wrong?” he suddenly asked without looking away from his screen. “The group chat has been very active.”

“You haven’t read it?” I questioned.

“I don’t have time to. Just give me a summary,” he replied.

“I removed Jessy and... Richy from the group chat,” I sighed. “Not everyone took it well.”

“It’s about time. Pretty pointless to keep them in the chat,” he responded flatly.

“That’s not all. I think Hannah knows, Jake,” I sighed.

“I find it hard to believe she wouldn’t,” he said unsurprised.

“You told me not to tell her,” I frowned.

“Knowing and acknowledging are two different things, MC. She’s not necessarily lying whenever she says she didn’t recognize her kidnapper. He’s not the person he made himself out to be. It’s better for her to come to terms with it on her own rather than forcing it upon her,” Jake turned to look at me. “Come here.”

He lowered his chair as I inched closer. As soon as I was within reach he pulled me by my hips down to sit across his lap. I leant into him as he tilted my head against his. One of his hands held the back of my neck while his other arm draped over my legs.

“So much for no distractions,” I teased.

“I can’t ignore you when you’re upset,” he sighed. “All I want to do is hold you.”

“That’s all I need,” I smiled.

“Good, because I don’t know what else to do,” he kissed my forehead.

“Can I stay here?” I knew I was being selfish, but being in his arms just felt so comforting that I didn’t want to leave.

“As long as you don’t mind me doing boring work,” he pulled his chair a bit closer to the desk.

“I’m not too distracting?” I looked at him surprised.

“If you keep talking, yes, but if you want to just stay with me and rest, maybe sleep a little, that’s ok,” he caressed my cheek then twisted his head to kiss my lips sensually.

With just one kiss Jake could make the rest of the world disappear like none of it mattered. As he pulled away, I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled up close against him. He shifted in his chair a bit so we'd both sit a bit more comfortably, then he went back to work. My eyelids grew heavy and I let them close so I could just take in his warmth and his smell.

“I love you,” I mumbled without thinking.

Jake kissed me on the forehead again, “I love you too.”

[xsarcasticwriterx]

I hate you

Summary: In a world where your enemies name appears on one wrist and your soulmates appears on the other but what happens when it's the same name on both

Pairing: loki x reader

Warnings: fluff but some major angst at end, swearing,

Notes: Finally not bucky pfft anyways i got this idea from a post I saw on instagram hope ya like it :) oh and this takes place during ragnarok and infinity war also yes i know the lines aren't the exact same but i tried to keep it similar.

You hated loki no hate wasn't strong enough you despised the god. With his tricks and mischief. with his knifes and need to simply be an absolute dickbag. all of this is what made the position you were put in even more confusing and messy.

You stared down at your wrist looking at the names well name. singular. The names were supposed to be one of your enemy and one of your soulmate which of course frustrated people to the end of which name suppose to take what role. Yours might seem simpler but it made it more complicated.

there was one name. loki. It sat on both your wrist being there since the day you were born. at first it confused you and your parents why the name was the same. Then the confusion grew when a few days later a prince was born named loki odinson. 

So your enemy was loki but was also your soulmate. The more you were around loki the more you understood the enemy part of it. He'd pull mean pranks and constantly pester you. you assumed the names on his wrist were in the same case as yours making his constant bother make sense.

Of course now wasn't the time to rehash all of that. you currently were going through something that felt similar to an acid trip. They spoke something of the grandmaster and how this planet was created or whatever. you simply felt sick and like someone stuck your brain in a blender. 

you open your eyes not even realizing you had closed them at some point. looking around you are sat next to thor and in front of you is a strange man with eyeliner who looks like a dude going through a midlife crisis. 

behind you are rainbow guards. confused you turn to lowkey who looks just as confused as you. “well aren't these two just marvelous. he and a she right?” he ask looking up at a girl. she nods “yes he and she” she smiles at you two. “see this is why your amazing. what do i always say when she shows up it starts with b” he says looking to another girl. “trash” she says glaring at the other girl. “wha- no were you just looking to call her trash that doesn't even start with b” he said confused and shaken. “booze hag”

you cant help but snicker at this. “I- what no i'm sorry i always say your the best god. she brought me my champion y'know” he says with a smile. “so you say every time shes here.”  she replied jealousy thick. “how much for them” grandmaster ask. this shakes you up and throws even thor off guard. “hi yes excuse me were not for y'know sale”  you say like its an outlandish thing. “10,000″ the girl says. “I am not for sale” thor says ripping his arms out of the chair. “ooo a fighter I like it” he says then the girl presses a button and thor is shaking like he was tased. 

“Y'know actually i think i'm ok being sold off can I just nooot have that happen to me?” you ask with a wide grin. “I like her shes funny” get her out of the chair” the grandmaster says. “give her the credits hurry” with a grumble the girl gets paid. “you will pay for this.” thor says to the scavenger. “no I got paid for this.” she says smugly walking off. your chains are released and you stand up rubbing your wrist. “do you got any lotion or anything cause that shit made my wrist all dry” you say nodding towards the chair. 

“Get the girl some lotion go go” he says to the other. “come follow me” he says after you get handed some lotion. you walk into a room full of people thor following behind on his chair. The room seems like a party people are chatting music is blasting. “I am the god of thunder!” thor says. tiny thunder comes out his fingers making you chuckle. His hammer being broken but be affecting him more than expected. “well there's no thunder but you did create little sparkles there.” he says walking to a dj panel.

“hey y/n get me out of here” thor whispers to you. “Man i don't even know how i got out ok guess you gotta just be awesome like me” you look around and spot someone who for once actually made you smile “or like loki apparently.” you point out to thor. “loki!” he yells. you hit thor's arm “shut up” you say. loki looks at you two confused.

“loki!!” thor says happily. you simply facepalm you didn't want to talk to loki nor did you want grandmaster from finding out you know him especially if he's caused as much chaos here as he has on asgard. loki looks concerned and does a fake smile and goodbye before walking towards yall “shhh sh” he says. “what are you doing here” he ask “Me and y/n were put in a chair she was released wheres your chair?” thor ask. “i didn't get a chair” loki whispers back. “well get me out of this one” thor ask “i cant.” “get me out” “I cant” they debacle before you interrupt “how did you get here?” you ask. “I was here a few weeks ago I gained his trust i know hes strange but im in the good with him” loki says.

“what are we whispering about” Grandmaster sneaks up on yall. “jesus fuck what are you a mouse?!” you ask feeling your heart pounding like drums. “you know this lord of thunder?” grandmaster ask loki. “god of thunder heh tell him” thor says nodding. “i've never met this man in my life” loki says with a nervous smile. “their brothers” you chime in “adopted” loki clarifies. you smile at the grandmaster. “well if you want to get back to assguard or-” grandmaster starts “asgard” thor clarifies. “Only those who defeat me beloved champion can leave.”  grandmaster said with a smile. “just send him that way he’ll stab whomever whatever to get back home” you say. thor nods with a smirk.

and off he goes. not long after loki nods towards where thor was sent and you nod back. As much as you hate loki it was nice having 2 familiar faces here. You walked after loki and snuck into the room. loki was making hand gestures as thor threw a rock through him. “course” you say with a shake of your head. loki and thor look towards you. “why did i actually think for once you'd be nice and actually be here” you say rolling your eyes. “Never put faith in my brother to be nice” thor says throwing another rock through loki. loki rolls his eyes “You don't want my help then i'll just go.” loki says turning around then turning back. “I haven't seen this champion but i know he is unstoppable and terrifying. I have placed a large wager against you won't let me down.” loki says walking off.

“He's right ya know, loki, this champion is a champion for a reason and you don't have your hammer anymore you cant even do your cool lighting trick you barely got it out your fingers...just don't get killed out there please. Loki won't admit it but he cares about your dumbass and so do i so do us both a favor and don't get killed” you say walking out the room. loki was right at the other side and rolled is eyes. “that was cheesy” he says. “shut up i just don't want you to be more annoying than usual if he fucking dies.” you reply with a grumble.

Soon enough the battle comes and you sit next to loki. your nerves become evident the more time passes. loki puts a hand on your bouncing leg. slowly it calms down. his hand stays there as thor walks out. you gulp deeply. they announce the champion and out walks.....hulk? “I have to get off this plant” loki says starting to walk off. you giggle. loki's experiences with hulk were far from fun.

“where are you going?” grandmaster ask walking loki back to his seat. “Hey! I know him! hes a friend from work!” thor says yelling. you bite back a smile. “ahem yea we kind of all work together” you say with a smile to grandmaster. his smile falters. loki looks nervous. as much as you wanted to laugh at his pain hulk throwing you around can be quite traumatic. “hey you're up here...hes down there” you say “hes not coming after you ok hes controlled its ok.” you say to loki. he nods.

The fight goes on and right when you see an end that scared you thor got his powers and blasted hulk. “oh shit” you mumble. “of course” loki mumbles. thor lost the fight that's the summary of it. You and loki ended up wondering the place. “shouldn't we try to find thor?” you ask. “if you want thor i can take you to him but i figured id take you somewhere” loki said. “uh yea sure” you said with a shrug. 

You a loki end up at the top of a mountain the view looks beautiful. the sky was many shades of blue from dark to light. “this is...this is beautiful” you say. “yes it is” he replied looking at you. you turn to him seeing him look at you. you smile...maybe loki wasn't so bad after all.

Then an alarm goes off “My precious champion is missing that seductive lord of thunder as stolen him” a hologram of grandmaster says. “shit....thor” you say. “follow” loki says. he grabs your hand and you two end up in the grandmasters office him and the scavenger who brought you and thor is there debate who can bring thor and hulk in faster. “Well i come as a pair” loki said holding your hand up. “uhhhhhh suppose so?” you say with a shrug. “i woke up wanting an execution but ill settle for this little ‘who gonna get him first’” grandmaster says. 

you three walk out. “now why would you help my brother escape” loki ask “I help no one but myself” she replies. loki and her end up fighting as you just sit back and watch what can be said watching loki get his ass handed to him was fun. when she knocks him out she looks to you. “do i have to knock you out too? or i can just use this.” she says holding the remote. “uh see i'm not really with him but ya see he makes a great partner in crime but ill just follow willingly.” you say putting your hands up. “good choice” she says.

“Should probably get your name if your going to take us hostage” you say. “valkyrie” she says. you two walk in silence into a room as she ties him up. “i’ll be back keep him there” she says walking out. you sit next to loki and sigh. “your my soulmate...you? i don't know if i have the worst luck.....no i have the best luck.” you say with a smile. one of his sleeves is slightly up and you can see your name on his wrist. “how did we get stuck like this...together.” you ask. loki looks so peaceful asleep. this trip has made you see a vulnerable and kinder loki.

you kiss his cheek before seeing him squirm. his eye open and he looks around. “course she made you babysit” he grumbles. aaaaand he ruined it. you roll your eyes. “shut up and make this easy on both of us and just stay.” you say. “what am I a dog?” he says with a huff. “well you were a snake one time” you say laughing at the memory. he laughs “fair enough” he replies. He starts to say something else when the doors open. thor and bruce walk in. “y/n!” he says excitedly. “Bruce” you say happily hugging him. You two had been close before he disappeared to well here. loki grumbles and bruce turn to him. “last time i saw you, you were ready to kill us where are we at now?” bruce ask. “it varies moment to moment” loki replies. 

bruce looks at you concerned. “he's on our side for now.” you say sitting next to loki. “look we need to get out of here.” he points to a portal outside “through there” he says. “through the devil's anus?!” valkyrie ask. you burst out laughing. “I wasn't aware it was called that when i picked it” thor says slightly embarrassed. “well we need a ship mine wont make it through that” valkyrie says.

They then nerd out about ships as loki struggles in his chains. “Don't even try there stuck there” you whisper to him. he sighs and gives up. “I just so happen to know the codes to grandmasters ship keep” loki says. “and your just ready to help?” valkyrie ask “i have run out of favors with grandmaster sO” he says and sighs. you side eye loki suspicious. he smiles you and you look to the others. 

“what the worst he betrays us? Would just be another day with the odinson boys.” you say standing up. So that was that. You,thor, and loki would go get the ship. you two were at a door when thor started “I suppose we should talk.” he said. “i disagree,open communication was never our family's forte” loki said. “you have no idea quite the revelation sense we last spoke” thor says

“hello” thor says to the people...things that see you 3 come in. “hi” loki says making you smile “sup” you say before you 3 blast them. “Odin brought us together” loki says as you 3 hide from the shot fired back. “Its almost poetic that his death should split us apart.” loki continues. you sigh “loki why are you so prominent on keeping this angsty wall of yours up” you grumble earning you a side eye. you three then finish them off walking to another key pad. “We might as well be strangers now” loki says ignoring your statement.

“Two sons of the crown, set adrift” loki says. you'd love to say something or really just slap loki so he stops pushing his brother away further and further with every words but you let him continue. The door opens and a man points a gun at loki making him backup and you giggle as thor blast him to the ceiling. “thought you didn't want to talk about it” thor says walking into the elevator. loki puts a finger up “here's the thing” he says stepping over the body. you roll your eyes and follow.

“im probably better off staying here on sakaar.” loki says. that's not what he wants. you stare at thor which he clearly doesn't get cause he then says “That's exactly what I was thinking” 

loki makes a stunned face and looks shocked and confused. “Did you just agree with me?” he says shocked. you hit loki's shoulder “what its surprising” you roll your eyes. “come on this place is perfect for you. its savage,chaotic,lawless. Brother you're gonna do great here.” thor says matter of factly. you title your head up and sigh. “morons” you grumble earning two confused looks.

“Do you truly think so little of me?” lokie ask. you shake your head. they really are stupid aren't they. “Loki, i thought the world of you.” thor says. finally now loki dont fuck this up. loki's face soften ups and you smile at it. “I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever” thor continues. come oooon.  “but” fucking hell thor. “at the end of they day your you and i'm me” thor says with a shrug. loki looks hurt now. “i don't know maybe there's still good in you. but lets be honest our paths diverged a long time ago” he finishes. fucking hell thor you just had to go and fuck it up. loki contemplates what was just said looking between the floor and thor. 

he sighs and nods. his face is full of hurt. you grab his hand softly and give him a small smile which he reciprocates. you may hate loki which lets be honest even that was falling apart but you still wanted him happy. you hated how hurt he looked. like a kicked puppy. “yea...it's probably for the best that we never see each other again.” loki says voice full of pain and almost desperate for thor to deny the allegations.  “that's what you always wanted” thor says patting loki. “yall are the most idiotic gods there could be” you say taking thor off guard. loki simply laughs. thor shakes his head and turns back to the front.

“hey lets do get help” thor says happily. this wipes the hurt from loki and replaces it with confusion. “what?” he ask “get help.” he says again. “no.” loki says shaking his head. “come on, you love it” thor says excitedly. “I hate it” loki says shaking his head again. “Its great it works everytime” thor says “its humiliating loki says swinging his hands bringing attention to you two holding hands. This earns a smirk from thor before he says “You have a better plan?” he ask.

“no” loki says. “were doing it” thor says with a smile. “we are not doing get help” loki says matter of factly. next thing you knew loki was limp over the shoulder and thor was yelling get help before throwing loki at the guards. you laughed falling onto your ass. “see this is why i didn't want to do it” loki says nodding to you. “im im ok im good” you say trying to stop laughing. you get up but not far before loki does as loki does and betrays yall. he twitches on the floor and thor walks off. “i'm gonna stay here with him” you say. thor looks suspiciously at you before carrying on. 

“if you just hadn't been so stupid and said how you felt and what you wanted from thor we wouldn't be here and now im stuck taking care of your dumbass once again. God i don't even know why i stay anymore when all you do is exactly what would hurt me what you trying to fulfill the enemy part of our deal?” you ask lifting up your sleeves showing the two loki names. “I mean really loki why do you keep doing this please just explain it to me. I started to see a side of you the side that I actually cared for and saw us being real soulmates but then you pulled this crap again and now i don't even know what to feel.” you say before the doors bust in. a rocky man and a group of others walk in. picking up the remote and stopping loki's twitching. Loki looks at you with soft eyes before turning back to the men smuggly. “you look like your in desperate need of a leader” he says. you huff and he looks at you and smiles.

“why thank you” the group says. With that y'all are off on a ship. “sooo where are we running to now” you ask loki. “no more running were going to asgard and were going to kill my sister.” he says with a nod. you smile. you grab lokis shoulders throwing him off. “whatd i do?” he ask. for the first time ever he seems like he'd do anything for you. “nothing” you say with a smile. you kiss his cheek. he looks around confused before clearing his throat. “ok good um ok” he says turning to the panel. you giggle before walking to chat with the others. finally you arrived at asgard which is on fire and surrounded by death. “read?” he ask. you grab his hand. “always” you say turning to him. he smiles and nods. the ship door opens and you all run out and attack.

when the fight seems like a dead end thor blast the whole kingdom with lighting and launches himself out to the bridge. loki smirks slightly which you see and smile yourself. “your late” thor says  “your missing an eye” loki says. “ok enough let clear these out and-” you start before hela emerges. what the actual fuck. “hit her with lighting” loki says. “I just hit her with the biggest lighting bolt and she acted like it was nothing” thor yells. “wait....what if this isn't about stopping ragnarok.  what if it was about causing it”

thor looks at loki who looks surprised. “this is insane even for me” he says walking off. “Loki!” you yell. he turns around. you grab him and kiss him. its soft and its like the world stopped just for a moment before you have to pull away. “don't get killed” you say. he nods and smiles “anything for you darling” he says with a wink before running off. thor clears his throat. “let's fight” you say. with that you and valkyrie fight with the others as thor hold hela off. you worry for loki how he’ll get out.

Then ragnarok emerges and fire is everywhere. hels is distracted and you and the others run into the ship. flying away Taika says something about the foundation. then it explodes. a few minutes later loki is next to you. “hello darling” he says. you smile and grab onto loki pulling him into a hug. “loki thank god” you say pulling away. you kiss him deeply. “don't ever do that shit again” you say.

You all spend 3 months flying around before coming across a teeny tiny issues heh. you sat in a pool of blood of your friends. people you grew to care about. you tried to scream but were muffled by the guard on your mouth. After the 1st scream they put the guard on to stop the noise. thor was tied down. Heimdall was dead and hulk had been blasted away.  You tried to scream again but it stopped as soon as it exited.

Thanos had just decided earth was where needed to be next. “if i might interject, if you are going to earth you might want a guid” loki says appearing. he walks towards thanos. “I do have a bit of experience in that arena” loke says walking up to thanos “if you consider failure experience” thanos said. “I consider experience experience” he said firmly. “All mighty thanos, I loki, prince of asgard, odinson, the rightful king of jotunheim,god of mischief.” he starts spewing off his titles. you see him make a knife appear and you try to scream once again. “Do hereby pledge to you my undying fidelity.” he says starting to power before trying to stab thanos. thanos stops it. “undying” thanos says. “you should choose your words more carefully.” thanos says as he forces loki to drop the knife. 

Thanos grabs loki by the neck chocking him. you scream but no sound escapes. tears flood your eyes. “you will never be a god” loki says with his last breath before thanos snaps his neck. thor tries to scream too bt fails.thanos walks over and drops loki's body. “no resurrections this time” he  says before lighting everything on fire and leaving. with that your guards are released. you run to lokis body. 

you sob and scream. “y/n” thor tries. “shut the fuck up thor” you yell at him through gritted death. you hold loki. your enemy, your nemesis but more importantly your soulmate. rolling up his sleeves you see the one with your name. grabbing the other you see a different name. Luca. you knew him he was annoying as hell. of course now he was another corpse among the rest. you weren't his enemy. He was only yours. Everything he did everything that annoyed you was him trying to be close but in loki's own way. Loki Laufeyson. your enemy and your one true love.

[ofdreamsandreality]

Losses and Love

Chapter 10

“Before you jump to conclusions I’m just here for my things. I will be leaving.”

Virgil informed his aunt in a matter of fact manner. He’d walked into the house, finding her siting on the couch in the living room on the way to grab his things. Right next to the stair case he’d left them.

“If that’s truly what you want, go right ahead. I’m not going to try to force you into this. If you don’t want him, your parents and I are going to work something out.” She hadn’t even looked up from her notepad she was writing in. All of the pictures from before had been put away.

Now that caught Virgil off guard. After all the pushing and pressure his aunt had put on him about the child, he didn’t expect her to give in so easily. But hey, if he was off the hook he couldn’t care less.

“Well I don’t.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“But before you run off,”

“Now what? You just said it was fine.”

“Watch it mister.”

The look she gave him made him look away and cross his arms.

“Just tell me what you want then.”

“I need you to watch Patton. It’s grocery day, I need to run to the store and I’m not leaving him alone.”

“Why don’t you just take him with you then?”

“Because he’s sleeping. He wore himself out playing with your parents while you were out throwing your tantrum.”

After a short pause she added, “You know, it’s probably a good decision on your part. He needs an adult in his life to take care of him, not someone who can’t handle the responsibilities involved. Why give a child another child to raise?”

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

“It means exactly what it sounds like.”

“I’m not a child.”

“Could’ve fooled me, with the way you’ve been acting.”

Stella looked up at her nephew. Unable to read the expression on his face. Oh how she wished she could read his mind in that moment. There were so many things she wanted to know. She wanted to help him. They were family. She loved him. Why couldn’t he understand that?

“Well. While you’re busy standing there brooding, I’m going to make sure no one in this house starves. And Virgil, be nice. I mean it. You can treat me and your parents however you want, but I will not tolerate you taking out your anger on that child who has done nothing wrong. You hear me?”

“Yeah whatever, just leave so you can get back quick. I’ve got places to be.”

And with that the male hustled up the stairs. Anything I get as far away from his aunt as quickly as possible.

Child. Pfft. He wasn’t the child. He just didn’t need a child. It’s not his fault Thomas..

That idiot. How could he have been so stupid?

He could’ve saved himself from a lot of pain but no.

This whole family. God they were infuriating.

Forget Thomas. Forget all of them. They don’t need him and he doesn’t need them.

So why. Why does his chest hurt right now?

You know what? He’s perfectly fine blaming in the slice of pizza his got from the family owned shop from town. It was probably indigestion.

Definitely not because he was having feelings.

Not him. Never.

Virgil couldn’t wait to be out of here.

He plopped down on the bed. Staring at the ceiling. If he was going to stuck here for a few troublesome hours he might as well get comfortable.

His peace was once again again short lived as he heard the thunk indicating Patton had gotten off of his bed. Minutes later the

“Uncle Vee you’re back!”

“Yep.”

His little eyes looked up to the ceiling where Virgil was staring hard at.

“What’re you doing?” The boy asked curiously, it was strange to see his uncle not moving and just staring at the ceiling. He couldn’t see anything up there. But Virgil seemed very interested in whatever it is.

“Contemplating my existence.”

“Oh…okay..?”

The adult sighed. Trying hard to not roll his eyes.

“I’m thinking.” He explained simpler for the kid to understand. Maybe then he’d leave him alone.

“Oh! I love thinking about things!”

“I’m sure you do.”

Nope. Of course Patton wouldn’t get he didn’t want to be bothered.

Patton wasted no time in running over, jumping up and pulling himself up on the bed, using the covers to help hoist himself up. He grinned proudly and laid next to Virgil. Looking up at the ceiling now too. Maybe he could figure out what was so great about this spot.

“What’re you thinking about?”

“Adult stuff.”

Geez why’d the kid have to be so close? Virgil wanted to move. He really did, but he was exhausted and comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he could be with the stick to his side.

“I like thinking about dinosaurs. And puppies and kitties. And cookies. Sometimes I’m allowed to to have a second cookie if I’m really good! Do you get second cookies?”

“Kid, I buy the cookies. I can have as many I want.”

His eyes widened and he looked the grownup on amazement. “All at once?”

“Yeah, kid. All at once.”

“Wow. I wish I could do that. You’re so cool. Daddy never let us eat all the cookie at once.”

Patton went quiet after that. Seemingly getting lost in his mind for a few short moments.

“I’d never have cookies again if meant having daddy back. He’s so much better than cookies. Maybe I’ll never eat any cookies ever again, then daddy will come back.”

How..how on earth was he supposed to reply to that?

“Kid…”

“It’s called a trade! I’ll trade all the cookies in the world. Then I can have daddy back. Right?”

“It…it doesn’t work like that…”

“But why not?”

“Patton..”

He was not equipped for this. How did they manage to get this deep in such a short period of time? The last thing he wanted was to keep thinking about Thomas.

“I miss him. I want him back. You’ll help me get him back won’t you?”

“Patton enough. That’s..that’s not how any of this works. I can’t bring him back, neither can you. You can love something more than the world itself but..but it’ll never undo the bad things that happen. It sucks but that’s how it is.”

The child was quiet for a long time after that. The kid had to learn sooner or later the world wasn’t all magical like he thought it was. Okay so he didn’t have to use the tone he had, but he couldn’t stand what the kid was saying. It hurt far more than he’d ever let anyone know.

“Uncle Vee..?”

“What?”

“If..if we could bring daddy back..would you help? If you’re brothers that means you love him and he loves you. That’s what family does. We love each other. No matter what! That’s what daddy told me.”

Really? Really?

Now that pissed him off.

What right did Thomas have going and telling the boy that? After what he opened between them. He was angry. He hated Thomas. He hated Patton. He hated this entire family!

So why. Why was he forcing back tears? Why couldn’t he just shove these feelings off like he had for years?

Virgil sat up quickly, throwing his legs over the side of the bed, working his way to get off of the bed when he felt little arms wrap around his middle, Patton’s head gently pressing against his back.

“It’s okay to cry. It’s just feelings coming out.”

If Virgil was upset then Patton wanted to help! The rudeness wasn’t going to stop him from living the man he barely knew. Because they were family. That was good enough for Patton. Family was the most important thing. Even if Virgil didn’t like him all that much. That was okay.

@kindly-falling @darkle-elkrad @lesbianturtle @frankiprowsworld @bluenailedicebear @octopushugs @monikastec @superfanboy19 @a-ghost @pearls-of-patton @pearls-of-patton-moved @crownswriter123 @nienna14

[osakaso5]

Riku Nanase RabbiTube Rabbit TV Part 1: Spending Time With Riku

Part 2 | Part 3

Staff: …Now, on to the RabbiTube project.

Staff: Our plan is to introduce the videos by featuring clips on NEXT Re:vale!

Staff: We’d really appreciate it if you could show a side of yourselves that people don’t usually get to see on TV. It’s a pleasure to be working with you!

Momo: We’ve got high hopes for you guys!

Yuki: Feel free to fully expose yourselves to the public.

Mitsuki Izumi: Ahaha, please be gentle with us! Looks like I’m gonna have to do a RabbiTube study marathon..!

Gaku Yaotome: By the way, Tenn, I saw you watching RabbiTube videos the other day. Do you know any good ones?

Tenn Kujo: …I was just watching cat videos.

Gaku Yaotome: Cats, huh. That’s not gonna help us learn anything.

Ryunosuke Tsunashi: …I think they might help! You could learn ways to entertain and soothe people…

Gaku Yaotome: Ryu, not all of us are gonna be able to do that…

Yuki: …I’m liking the idea of Kitty Gaku.

Tenn Kujo: …Pfft…

Gaku Yaotome: Tenn, why’re you laughing!?

Riku Nanase: Kitties..! So could it be like a video of Iori going into a cat café?

Iori Izumi: Why do I have to go to a cat café!?

Yamato Nikaido: I’m not too excited about making videos like that, either…

Tamaki Yotsuba: I wanna do a pudding tasting!

Sogo Osaka: …Personally, I’d like to rank my top 100 spices from all around the world…

Nagi Rokuya: And I shall hold a Cocona watch party!

Mitsuki Izumi: You guys aren’t bringing anything new to the table!

Iori Izumi: …Actually, I suppose animal videos do have their appeal, despite how banal they are…

Riku Nanase: Did you say something, Iori?

Iori Izumi: No, nothing.

Momo: Ahaha! Great, you’re already brainstorming ideas!

Momo: You’ve all got the right idea! We wanna see you act natural for your RabbiTubes!

Yuki: Let’s have a fun year doing this.

IDOLiSH7 & TRIGGER: Yessir! 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: We’re going to be RabbiTubers for our birthday project this year..!

Sogo Osaka: All the group chats up until now were fun, so it’s kind of a shame that we won’t be doing one this year.

Mitsuki Izumi: …Fair enough. It’ll be awesome to make videos for our fans, but I wish we could have our own celebrations too!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s become kind of a tradition by now.

Nagi Rokuya: …We do not work together as much as we used to. Though I understand that it is difficult to match all our schedules…

Tamaki Yotsuba: Do we not get to eat Mikki’s cakes this year?

Mitsuki Izumi: The cakes are the one thing we’re gonna make for sure! Right, Iori!?

Iori Izumi: Yes. I’ll help, too.

Riku Nanase: Hmm… Celebrations…

Riku Nanase: Ah! Why don’t we all go somewhere together for our birthdays?

Riku Nanase: I guess we probably can’t all go… But we can get our manager to arrange it so at least some of us can hang out!

Mitsuki Izumi: Going out, huh… That does sound like a nice change of pace from all the group RabbitChats!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s a shame that we won’t all be able to go, but getting to choose a spot does make it feel more special. …You should take me to a beer brewery, by the way.

Mitsuki Izumi: Sounds like you’ve already got one in mind!

Tamaki Yotsuba: Let’s take lots of pics and videos for the guys who can’t go. We can send them over RabbitChat.

Nagi Rokuya: OH! A wonderful idea. It will make us all feel as if we are there.

Iori Izumi: I’m sure uploading them to Rabitter would make many people happy, as well.

Sogo Osaka: That sounds fun..! Let’s ask our manager about it tomorrow.

Riku Nanase: Yep! …Looks like we’re going to have pretty fun birthdays again! 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: Wow..! This place is so cute! Where are we!?

Iori Izumi: A glamping area.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Glamping, which is a simpler, more casual form of camping, is very popular nowadays!

Nagi Rokuya: Riku, have you ever gone glamping as a child!?

Riku Nanase: As a child? Um, I don't really remember...

Iori Izumi: Let's enjoy ourselves as though we were still young children.

Nagi Rokuya: We have prepared plenty of meat and fish for the occasion! And sweets, of course...!

Nagi Rokuya: We have a long night ahead of us, Riku!

Iori Izumi: You're allowed to stay up all night, just this once. Right, Manager?

Tsumugi Takanashi: Yes! I'll do everything I can to help you.

Riku Nanase: Thank you..!

Riku Nanase: I can't believe even a killjoy like Iori is going to let me stay up late!

Iori Izumi: As long as you don't make a habit out of it. Today is a special occasion...

Riku Nanase: And thank you for all the food, Nagi! We're going to have a feast tonight!

Nagi Rokuya: YES! A forest party it shall be!

Riku Nanase: Let's get started right away!

Nagi & Iori: Yeah..! 

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Riku Nanase: Hey, Iori. How do I light this coal?

Iori Izumi: Ah, I'll take care of it, you just sit down.

Iori Izumi: I wouldn't want you to inhale the smoke...

Riku Nanase: ...Okay. Sorry for getting in the way.

Riku Nanase: Hey, Nagi. Is there anything I can help you with?

Nagi Rokuya: OH, I am in the midst of a heated battle with the dreaded Onion Demon! My eyes..! Riku, you must flee without me..!

Riku Nanase: O-okay..!

Riku Nanase: ........

Tsumugi Takanashi: Riku-san.

Riku Nanase: Ah, Manager.

Riku Nanase: It looks like all I get to do is sit tight. I was really hoping to do stuff with them, though...

Tsumugi Takanashi: Your cheeks have a bit more color than usual in them. It's probably thanks to how  stable your condition has been lately...

Riku Nanase: Ehehe. Yeah, probably.

Tsumugi Takanashi: ...Let's cook something! It'll be a surprise for Iori-san and Nagi-san!

Riku Nanase: I don't know if I'm allowed...

Tsumugi Takanashi: Of course you are. We came here for you.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Just try not to work yourself too hard, like you've already promised us!

Riku Nanase: ...Yeah. I'll make something they're sure to love!

Riku Nanase: ...Or I'll try, at the very least...

Iori Izumi: Nanase-san? What were you talking about?

Riku Nanase: It's a secret! Iori, we'll have to make dinner, right?

Iori Izumi: Right...

Nagi Rokuya: Wow, will you help prepare our supper, Riku?

Riku Nanase: Ahaha, yep, that was my plan! ...Say, let's have a competition to see which one of us can make the best food!

Iori Izumi: What? Do you seriously think you'll win against me?

Nagi Rokuya: Heh... I would not underestimate the palate I have cultivated over many years, if I were you.

Riku Nanase: Anyway, our time limit will be one hour! ...Ready, get set, start!

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Riku Nanase: ...Uh... Can I add this in as is..?

Iori Izumi: I'm begging you, please don't add it in there without at least peeling it first..!

Nagi Rokuya: Iori. Should you be looking at other people's dishes? Something smells quite foul on your end...

Iori Izumi: ...Huh? Aah..!

Riku Nanase: ...Hmm? I think I smell something burning... Wait, Iori! Your meat, it's completely scorched!

Iori Izumi: Ugh, I got careless..!

Iori Izumi: ...But Nanase-san, you didn't even cook yours properly before adding it to the sauce!

Iori Izumi: Not to mention, you left your vegetables unpeeled... It was such a trainwreck to watch that I couldn't pay attention to my own cooking!

Riku Nanase: Huh!? So you're saying it's MY fault you burned your meat!? That doesn't make any sense!

Nagi Rokuya: OH, I was hoping to enjoy a relaxing glamping excursion, yet there they are, making a mess once again.

Nagi Rokuya: Their bickering is almost like the soundtrack to my elegant gourmet cooking.

Tsumugi Takanashi: A-ahaha... 

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Riku Nanase: Finished!

Nagi Rokuya: It smells delicious!

Iori Izumi: At least we all managed to put together something. It's time to show the others what we made.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Remember to face the camera!

Riku Nanase: Okay! I made Hamburg steak stew!

Nagi Rokuya: Hamburg steak! How wonderful, Riku!

Riku Nanase: Ehehe. Pretty great, huh? You would know, considering how much you like Hamburg steak!

Iori Izumi: I'll admit that it sounds more complex than what I expected from you.

Riku Nanase: Even I can just throw stuff into a pot and cook it!

Iori Izumi: So not complex at all, then...

Riku Nanase: ...And I used frozen burgers and a ready- made sauce mix.

Nagi Rokuya: Heh, you are outing yourself as quite the lazy cook.

Nagi Rokuya: Iori, what did you make?

Iori Izumi: Beef stroganoff.

Nagi Rokuya: Wow, it looks to be of a much higher quality than a glamping trip would warrant.

Riku Nanase: That seems like a dish Yaotome-san would make, not you!

Iori Izumi: Excuse me..? I only made it because it requires little prep time, and is much simpler to actually prepare than many would think.  

Riku Nanase: What did you make, Nagi?

Nagi Rokuya: I made grilled sandwiches with ham, egg, and cheese!

Riku Nanase: Wow, the bread is so nicely browned! It looks good!

Iori Izumi: They're also very well stacked.

Nagi Rokuya: YES! I piled on the ingredients as I grilled the bread. A task so simple, even I could do it.

Riku Nanase: Is it just me, or does glamping make even simple foods look like gourmet!?

Nagi Rokuya: Heh. A fine dinner, is it not?

Riku Nanase: Yeah, it's the best..! Let's eat while it's all still hot!

Iori Izumi: Yes. ...Nanase-san, we won't stay here for very long, so I hope you'll take every chance you can to get some rest and fresh air.

Iori Izumi: We can all come here again at a later date.

Riku Nanase: ...Okay! Thank you so much for setting this all up for me. I don't think I'll ever forget this day!

Iori Izumi: You're being overly dramatic, as usual.

Nagi Rokuya: Iori, Riku! Show your best smiles, we are about to take a picture.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Here I go! Say cheese..! 

End of Part 1.

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Desperate Housewives: Gabrielle Solis - Type 3w2

Gabby is carefree, materialistic and caring. She spent her early life working her way out of poverty and continues to enjoy the finer things in life.

At her best, Gabby learns to be less dependent on material things for her happiness and to accept the simpler things in life. She starts to be less concerned with how others see her and works harder on helping the people she loves. This can be seen through more of her interactions as a mother and wife when Carlos is blind and in need of her support.

At her worst, Gabby can be narcissistic and self indulgent. She will put her needs above others and becomes very careless towards the feelings of others. This can be seen with how she embarks on an affair with John Rowland due to feeling like she needs attention and isn’t receiving any from Carlos.

Gabby doesn’t like being alone and will often be searching for a partner to help take care of her and offer her a rich and lavish world. When she first meets Carlos she is a working model but decides to settle with him as she believes he is wealthy and will give her a good life. While they are divorced she almost immediately begins to date and it can be seen that she ends up marrying another man that is powerful and rich. Ultimately she finds that her initial relationship with Carlos was more than just convenience and that they share a deep connection and love for each other.

Gabby is very determined and confident in her own abilities. She is hardworking and pushes herself to be better than others. She desperately wanted to escape her problematic childhood and make a name for herself, which she was able to do through her modelling career. When she loses her wealth she begins to lose a large part of her identity and resolves to one day be rich again.

While, Gabby is very concerned with amassing her own worth through achievements and things, she is also deep down very caring, kind and friendly. She is a good friend to all of the ladies and wants to be part of their group. She builds strong relationships with each woman and remains especially loyal to Bree after seeing all she is willing to do for her.

Gabby has a wing 2 as she is very people oriented and extroverted. She likes to validate herself through how others see her accomplishments and achievements.

Tri-type: 3w2 - 7w6 - 9w8

Some quotes to describe Gabby’s motivations:

“Good friends share more than just gossip and brunch, they share enemies too!”

“Me?! I'm going to be stuck! A single mother raising a child alone! Haggling with lawyers on who gets the kid at Christmas. My American dream is officially dead.”

“It's a Mexican hangover cure. It's the only thing I inherited from my family that's actually worth anything.”

“There's this one thing that she did that was incredibly moving. She came up to me, and within two seconds of touching my bag, she knew it was expensive.”

“Wait. It's not a lame ass party anymore because I'm here now.”

“I just paid a make-up artist five hundred bucks to do my face, do you really think I wanna march down the aisle looking like I just ate a popsicle?!”

Mary Alice [about Gabby]: “Gabrielle Solis, who lives down the block, brought a spicy paella. Since her modelling days in New York, Gabrielle had developed a taste for rich food... and rich men. Carlos, who worked in mergers and acquisitions, proposed on their third date. Gabrielle was touched when tears welled up in his eyes. But she soon discovered this happened every time Carlos closed a big deal. Gabrielle liked her paella piping hot. However, her relationship with her husband was considerably cooler.”

Carlos: “So, that's what this is about... you're competing with Bob and Lee.” Gaby: “Pfft. That's ridiculous. This is about Juanita. I'm building her self esteem and giving her a chance to shine. And if a couple of same-sex parents end up crying at home in their silk kimonos, so be it.”

Juanita: “First, kissing. Then, get married. Then, he buys me presents.” Gaby: “Oh my God, you are my daughter.”