#THIS IS NOT FUNNY I'M LITERALLY BASHING MY HEAD ON A WALL

[demigod-of-the-agni]

the single pavitr appearance from spider society #2

look how TINY he is in this whole ass page

be right back, going to cry my heart out

[chilschuck]

I'm not sure how to put it into words on what I exactly want outta this, but please give us a Chilchuck x Tall Woman Reader.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ hi anon!! i hope this is okay! i kinda did a mixture of hcs with a drabble, just something put together for you! thank you so much for your request, this is so cute!! <3

— CHILCHUCK x fem tall-man!reader

꒰ warnings: ꒱ sfw + fluffy goodness with this emotionally constipated man. enjoy!

꒰ wc: ꒱ 524

✦ this was so fun…. fem tall-man is so funny to read… tall-woman?? idk anymore. holds my head in my hands. i think this turned out more gn, but i tried. :”)) please enjoy!!! feel free to submit the request again if you’d like me to do more for it!! <3

✦ Chilchuck was used to being looked down upon, something he experienced both figuratively and literally. It came with being a half-foot, and that was the cold, hard truth. Yet, for a reason he couldn’t wrap his head around, he felt warm around you.

✦ Maybe it was your smile, or the way you managed to make him feel like you were always on the same page. It didn’t help that you weren’t bad to look at, on top of being possibly one of the easiest people to talk to he’s come across. He could continue to play it off as just a perk of working together, which was something he planned to do. But things were never that easy for him.

✦ Chilchuck was stubborn. He knew what worked and what didn’t, and he surely wasn’t going to put everything on the line for some tall-man. Yet…

✦ Watching you interact with the rest of the party, the kindness you exude and that comfort you brought with you, made him start to crumble. You were wearing away at the wall he built up, faster than he had the ability to rebuild it.

✦ “I look up to you, Chilchuck... For all you’ve done for half-foots, the way you show others not to underestimate you. It’s really amazing.” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, looking down at your palms. You had suddenly felt the need to tell him what had been on your mind, and there wasn’t any way you’d let this stroke of courage go.

✦ You bit your tongue for a moment. The last thing you wanted was to make him think you were sucking up to him. Clearing your throat, your gaze sought out his.

✦ Surprisingly, you had managed to catch him off guard. You… look up to him? His brow furrowed, really taking in what you had said. Cheeks rosy, he opened his mouth to speak, only to grow silent again. Dammit.

✦ You… You made it so hard for him to articulate a thought. Especially when you looked at him like that. What was he supposed to say? That he truly respected you, too? That he didn’t think you were too bad? Not to mention, the way you always looked out for him didn’t make him feel inferior for once? Ah… Shit.

✦ You were used to being honest, so it didn’t strike you as how it might maybe be too much to say in the moment. Swallowing sharply, you tried to catch his attention.

✦ “Sorry… I just mean that I really, uhm, enjoy having someone like you around. Is that too much? Sorry. Let me clarify—“

✦ Mind reeling, grabbing at straws from realizing just how deep the waves of his feelings had crashed into his psyche, he waved a hand at your words. Your name left his mouth softly, stopping you in your rambling.

✦ “That means a lot… Thanks.” A beat. “And stop saying sorry so damn much.” Chilchuck mumbled, a gloved hand scratching the back of his head in bashfulness.

✦ Who thought he’d be catching feelings for a tall-man…

dividers by @/cafekitsune!

[chaesparklez]

금빛 노을 아래 한 고백 | gunwook x reader

wc: 1.5k

reader: gender neutral

content: flashfic, fluff, some teasing, romance, school setting, kissing, fluttery feelings <3

a/n: this is my first time writing for gunwook! the title translates to ‘a confession under a golden sunset’. as my bias wrecker he has such a special place in my heart and i hope my writing captured him as beautifully as he is. also added the bibi song since i had it on repeat writing this and feel like it encapsulates the vibe of this scenario so well. enjoy!

warm sunlight streams through the blinds spilling onto the desks of the empty classroom, silent aside from the distant sounds of a few students shuffling through the corridors going home after their extracurriculars.

the classroom is bathed in a golden glow from the the waning sun. you stretch your hand out before you, waving your fingers and tilting your head to the side as you watch the silhouette of your hand dancing on the wall before you. you bring your hand closer to your eyes so the dark shadow draws nearer and nearer till it obliviates the wall in a mass of black...

"hey! what are you doing?"

you jump so hard you nearly scream. gunwook leans against the doorway with a cheshire cat grin plastered on his face.

"what the hell gunwook?? god, you startled me. my heart's beating so fast." you scowl.

"isn't that just because you like me?"

"what the fuck."

you and gunwook had a contentious relationship. in simple terms, he always annoyed the hell out of you. you don't even know when he popped into your life, but all of a sudden he was always around you, teasing you and pulling pranks acting like you'd known eachother for years. you weren't sure whether you found it funny or just annoying.

'where even were you? teacher kim put us both on cleaning duty today.'

"why are you so interested in me?" he replies, wiggling his eyebrows in mocking.

you roll your eyes. "whatever. i'm halfway done anyway," you sigh. taking the chalkboard eraser and beginning to wipe logarithms from the board with long swipes.

he clears his throat.

"hey... im sorry. i actually wanted to help this time." he says, scratching the back of his head and giving you a bashful look.

you snicker. "what the hell? why are you being nice to me? are you going to shove a fake cockroach down my shirt again?"

he'd already tried that one three times this week, the last time culminating in you chasing him down the hallway screaming and being caught by teacher kim- hence you both ending up on cleaning duty.

he begins to move closer.

"do not come closer, park gunwook. i swear to god, one more fake cockroach and you'll be on the floor crying."

"no, i-"

the classroom is suddenly filled with an eruption of screams and laughter. gunwook hadn't listened to you (as usual) continuing to grow nearer- so you'd clapped the erasers in his face creating a poof of chalkboard dust in the air.

"what was that for?" he coughs, tempting to wave away the billow of dust.

"it's what you get!" you jeer, happy to have caught him off guard for once.

you place the erasers back and begin to sweep. gunwook follows you with all the manner of a lost puppy, just awkwardly trailing next to you as you make your away around the room.

"gunwook, i literally can't see with your big head in the way."

"what do you mean big??"

"your shadow is so massive it's covering the floor and i can't see."

"don't make things up."

"i'm not! look at your shadow! you’re practically blocking the sun like a titan.”

"well.. don't you like tall guys?"

you pause at the sudden but earnest question. a pale pink blush was seeping across his cheeks, his eyes fixed on some other spot in the room. what was wrong with him today?

you sigh, too tired to ponder on it, and continue sweeping.

"what are you even saying.." you mumble in reply. 'just get out of my way.'

"okay, fine. is there at least a task for me to do?"

"go sharpen the pencils. at least make yourself useful if you're gonna bother me."

~~

"sung hanbin." he says from the other side of the room.

"what?" you swivel your head to where gunwook stands sharpening the pencils. his eyes hadn't left the floor, continuing his task calmly.

he stays silent so you draw nearer to him, puzzled. "what do you mean?" you ask again.

"you mentioned it to haneul the other day," he says quietly. 'that you like sung hanbin. that he's so kind, and dances so well, and he's so tall..."

you squint your eyes at him. did he listen to your conversations?

‘i'm tall too. my mom said by the time i turn 21 i'll be 190cm.’ he says, knuckles white as his hand grips the pencil sharpener. he pauses. ‘and im taller than sung hanbin.’

"what are you even saying?" you laugh. you place the broom aside and perch yourself on a desk. 'why are you suddenly mentioning him?'

"what's your ideal type?" he asks suddenly, voice cracking a little at the end of the sentence.

you snort and nearly blurt out a tart reply before noticing he's not teasing you. his blush had spread across his cheeks as he stared down at his hands bashfully. you blink, confused at this awkward vibe he's been channelling since earlier. you clear your throat attempting to think of an answer.

"well.. i mean, i don't have a fixed type. i guess it depends on the person. and i don't *like* sung hanbin," you say, attempting not to make a sarcastic remark. 'i just think he's handsome. like literally everyone else at school.'

"so you do like him?"

"oh my god, gunwook, i just said no. why does it even matter anyway? do *you* like me?" you say, exasperated.

his pupils waver as he stops sharpening the pencil for a second. he swallows.

"and what if i did?"

"i'd throw myself off the roof,” unable to hold in the sarcastic reply this time. what was he even getting at?

he places the tools down, his eyes finally breaking away from the pencil and gazing at yours.

"am i really that bad to you?" he asks, pupils wavering in his big brown eyes.

you're so caught off guard by his docility that you just blurt whatever comes to mind.

"i-i mean, i didn't mean it that way. you make me laugh, and you're smart, and you are tall like you said.. but you're always teasing me so i never thought of you that way.."

gunwook begins to take slow steps towards you, visage illuminated by the sunset.

"do you know why i always tease you?"

you blink, confused. "because you want a reaction?"

"because i want your attention. i want you to notice me, to look at me. i like your laugh, and your expression when i annoy you, and everything about you makes me want to carry on making you notice me. you’re always on my mind."

somewhere through his monologue your heart had started beating so hard you could almost see the pulsations through your white shirt. your pupils waver as you look at him.

"do you understand what im saying?" he asks.

"gunwook, i..." you say, voice coming out in a whisper.

"i like you."

your heart almost stops beating. now standing before you as you perched on the desk so you had to crane your neck up slightly to meet his shining eyes. he swallows as he gazes into your eyes, expression soft.

and in the golden glow of sunlight, you notice for the first time that he is beautiful. the sun illuminates his eyes the shade of honey, his jet black hair moving gently over his dark brows from the balmy wind breezing through the classrooms. and he really was so tall. tall, with wide shoulders and big hands that would give the warmest safest hugs…

he gently places a large hand on the small of your back, the distance between you even smaller now. the sound of a nearby wind-chime rings softly from the window as you look up into his eyes, your gaze travelling down to his lips.

and he kisses you. gently, sweetly, the rashness that you knew him for distant. his touch is delicate, the temperature of his warm hand on your back relaxing you into his embrace. his full lips are soft and warm against yours. he cups your face with his other hand, thumb brushing over your cheek. you lock your hands around his neck, melting into his touch.

his lips part and move in time with your own, allowing you to deepen the kiss. in that moment, your heart feels full and warm in his gentle embrace. both your hearts beat wildly as you slowly retract, hearing the quiet sound of each other's rugged breaths. your lips tingle with the lingering sensation of his lips on yours, your eyes remaining on his as you stare at his face inches from you.

his skin golden from the sunlight, rosy cheeks glowing, you suddenly feel the urge to touch his soft skin. you brush a finger along his smooth cheek, feeling the heat of his skin from the blush. he smiles as he looks into your eyes, and you notice something for the first time: a faint dimple on his right cheek. the very smile that you had always found so annoying, you had suddenly become fond of at the sight of it.

“i never noticed you had a dimple there before,” you whisper, caressing his cheek.

“look at me more from now on. i’ll smile lots for you,” he replies, taking your hand and leaving a gentle kiss on your knuckle.

the sound of the wind-chime harmonises with the laughter you share, dust particles floating and shimmering in the air under the golden sunset.

[werepuppy-steve]

a lil non-smutty snippet from the "eddie helps chrissy with her sex life" fic (now titled: helping hand) sfw: sex is mentioned but not described in explicit detail

before she leaves, eddie tilts her head up with two fingers under her chin and softly pecks her lips.

"don't be shy about asking if you want to do this again, alright?"

"i promise i won't." chrissy leans up and kisses his cheek before turning to leave, a bashful smile on her face and her cheeks tinged pink. she waves at eddie as she backs out of the driveway.

eddie shoves his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants as he watches her drive off. her moans and cries from the night before and this morning are still echoing in his head, threatening to make him hard again.

he's going to have to call steve over and tell him all the dirty little details while fucking his boyfriend’s brains out.

he turns to walk back up the steps of the trailer but jumps as he's suddenly met with the glaring eyes of max mayfield.

"i'm not keeping this a secret from steve," she says firmly, arms crossed over her chest. "friends don't lie. especially not about something like this."

eddie has to hand it to her, she can be downright scary when she wants to be. fierce and protective of her people. but he has to chuckle a little at the situation.

the frown on max's face turns into a scowl. "you think this is funny, munson?"

oh, she sounds pissed off now.

"i literally catch you cheating on your boyfriend and you're laughing?"

okay, maybe now's the time to take control of the situation before it escalates. "sorry, red," eddie says, waving a hand in front of him. "not funny in the slightest." there's still a hint of amusement in his tone. "just, you might have the wrong idea of what's going on here."

max doesn't look relieved. "i don't think i do, actually."

eddie sighs. she gets her stubbornness from steve.

"you do, and i can promise you, there is no cheating happening."

"i just saw you kiss her!" max exclaims, eyes wide and eyebrows raised to her hairline. "did you forget that my trailer is right across from yours? the walls aren't that thick, eddie! you had your gross sex mixtape playing and i could hear every noise you two made last night!"

her hands shake at her sides but she stands her ground. "i like chrissy. she's a good person and she makes things fun. but i won't let you string steve along like he’s just some plaything."

she looks genuinely distraught and eddie feels bad for laughing at her.

he sighs. "c'mere, kid." he pulls her to his chest with a hand on the back of her head. she still has her arms crossed, but she relaxes after a minute, wrapping them around eddie's back while he sways them comfortingly.

"i appreciate you looking out for him, but i'm not cheating on steve," he says firmly. "he's well aware of what we were doing last night. this was just me helping out a friend."

he can feel max crinkle her nose against his collarbone. "you're helping her out by having loud kinky sex? i didn't even think you liked women."

eddie barks out a laugh as they pull away. max still looks a little upset. eddie just ruffles her hair. "i don't, but there's a lot of things you'll understand when you're older, red. you might be a bit too young to have this conversation right now."

max rolls her eyes. "please, i'm plenty old enough." a light blush dusts her cheeks as she looks at the ground and mutters, "me and lucas have done some stuff."

ah.

"some stuff that i hope you're both being safe about." eddie rests his hands on her shoulders and gives her a soft smile. "tell you what, how about i go get dressed and i take you out for breakfast, huh? then maybe we can come back here and i'll lay it all out for you and answer any question you have. deal?"

max pretends to think about it before nodding with a smile. "deal."

[nacrelysis]

sometimes i do just think about sumeru archon quest...i can't remember any in genshin lore where so many characters played such a huge role in the storyline and so cleanly. and how well-built the power structures/institutions are.

screams and bashes my head against the wall...the way sumeru is literally structured upon the pursuit of knowledge and wisdom but it's become a bastardized theocracy because of the akademiya sages.

the way it's literally a council of conservatives who hate the idea of moving forward with 'lesser lord' kusanali because that would actually require them to relinquish power to their god. the way they corrupt rukkhadevata's name for their own purposes because, well, she doesn't exist anymore, does she? she can't object to what they do in her name, can she? the way they intentionally pit the common people against each other and frame academia as a competition and make the entire population dependent on a network instead of their own thought so that every new generation is either burning themselves out or throwing away their identity...as long as they aren't questioning what the sages want to accomplish.

but, like. the archon quest. the traveler pops back between sumeru city and the desert because it's crucial to the development of this sociopolitical commentary. we get to see the exploitation of the desert region first-hand.

and the supporting cast is so so good. cyno, general mahamatra, and al-haitham, the akademiya scribe, give up the prestige of their titles in favor of doing the right thing: freeing nahida. dehya and candace/kandake are fighting for recognition and proper treatment of their people (dehya's character teaser literally focusing on how she uses her mercenary money to fund education for orphans and children in the desert!!) and a life free of exploitation from people claiming themselves to be "scholars." nilou tying up her mini-arc in the archon quest about how the akademiya suppresses creative liberty and the arts in order to maintain their hierarchy, nilou being the face of the resistance, nilou using her art as a method of protest and being crucial to the rescue of nahida!!

and hoyo writers tying up the socio-political commentary after the main conflict is over...nahida working with the akademiya and deshret worshippers to reconcile the prejudices and systemic oppression of the desert villages! eremites and candace and dehya and even npcs like setaria (who plays a major part in introducing the whole deshret-rukkhadevata conflict) being a part of the resolution! random notion but i really liked setaria and i'm so glad she chose to resign from the akademiya because it wasn't staying true to her moral principles in order to help improve education in her desert home ;-;

every character plays a part and i love it. i was rooting for them so hard and i was so close to crying when nahida finally got to step outside for the first time in 500 years. like !!! sumeru's archon quest got you so attached to the characters in such a little amount of time...i'm big-eyed about it all...

(also al-haitham organizing the coup so he wouldn't have to have more responsibilities in the akademiya, only to be named acting grand sage because his coup literally deposed every other possible candidate, was really funny)

[weird-dere-writes]

The way I would SHOVE Sakura out of the way and be in your space like 🙂 “correction. Nirei isn’t his friend he’s MY Bestfriend 🙂🙂🙂.”

I see you glance his way a second time and I’m just sipping punch and spouting off facts like “he’s single. a virgo. could save your life with his type O blood. Do you wanna say hi? 🙂🙂🙂”

Sakura has to literally drag my nosy ass away when Akihiko makes his rounds to chat up everyone and comes to politely introduce himself to you when he doesn’t recognize your face. He gets excited about the outfit you wore to the party and starts asking you questions about where you shop/and is genuinely interested in learning more about your vibes.

I’m like the grinch smiling watching your meet cute unfold rubbing my hands together like a grubby little fly on the wall while sakura is shoving me out the door so he can get his one on one time with me aksnsjkwjw

No but seriously, akihiko nirei is my blorbo bestie fr TELL ME MOREEEE 👀

PLSSSSS KAIL UR GONNA KILL ME LMAO

The more you spit random facts about him, the more I want to hide, bc I know if you're doing that I am obvious to you! And if you can tell, then probably others at the party can too!! 😖

"Do you wanna say hi?"

YES.

But also NO.

I am just a baby I cannot do this 🫣.

I finally get a breather when Sakura pulls you away ONLY TO HAVE MY HEART JUMP UP INTO MY THROAT WHEN AKIHIKO MATERIALIZES OUT OF NOWHERE.

Something about the way he introduces himself calms me, though. And when he starts gushing about my outfit, I feel flattered because I wasn't sure it was dressed right for this kind of party? I'm just a soft girly in a slay world.

(Le fit)

When he asks me about where I shop, I tell him I don't shop much, but when I do, I go to (insert place here). A lot of the stuff they have is cute and actually fits a body like mine! And he just lights up because that is one of his favorite places to get clothes and accesories too!

He tells me a funny story about something that happened to him there one time and my eyes just about pop put of my sockets laughing because I realize I was actually there at the time to witness this silly thing happen. And I'm just like "OMG WAIT- that was you?!"

And he hits me back with a "OMG WAIT- you saw that?!"

And we're both just smiling and laughing about it.

I'm enjoying myself so much I don't even notice the grubby fly hand rubbing aura that I normally 100% would from miles away emanating from you LMAO.

From there, we kinda just start talking and sticking to one another for most of the party (except for when bofurin boys drag him away for something, but he always comes back).

At some point during the party I notice you and Haruka are gone and I have that same energy of grinch smile and grubby fly hand rubbing, knowing EXACTLY what you two are doing but as BF and GF now >:DDDDDDD. Me making a mental note in my head to tease u and ask about all the details later 😏.

BUT N E WAY. As the party is wrapping up, Nirei tells me he thinks I'm really pretty and I get so bashful about it sobs. Since you and Haruka are still long gone in the high heavens of the bone zone somewhere (pffft), Nirei offers to take me home <3.

We exchange numbers and have started texting here and there since then uwu 🫶🏾.

[ifidiedinadream]

I just had a weird little idea and since I'm not a writer I felt like sharing it with you.

The reader is dating Robin but knows he is crushing on Aleksi since forever. Since Robin is to shy to ask, the reader sets up a threesome with Aleksi, hoping to take their relationship with Robin on a different and more open level, plus probably having one of the best nights of their life. Since both would treat them like a god*dess ✨🥵

Consider it as a request or not, just wanted to share it 😌

first off anon congratulations on one of the BEST ideas i've ever heard in my entire life 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

second of all enjoy

The sun has long set when you peek through the door of the studio. The lights are low and scented candles cast a dim, cozy light all round the room. Only the screen by the wall generates a bright white light, cold and artificial. The contrast upsets your eyes. 

Before you, sitting at the desk in front of the computer, Robin and Aleksi are speaking quietly, so much so that you can’t hear a word they’re saying. Suddenly Robin laughs at something Aleksi says and it’s way louder. Your heart swells, you know the joke didn’t have to be funny to evoke such a reaction. 

You observe a bit more - observe an observer. Aleksi has started working on the track again, but Robin isn’t looking at the screen. He lays his eyes on the side of Aleksi’s face instead (how he doesn’t feel his gaze on him you have no idea), his ear, traveling down along his exposed neck and shoulder. Robin exhales imperceptibly, and when Aleksi turns to him to ask him something, he blushes hard. 

He blushes even harder when Aleksi sends him to the recording booth to sing a part again - Robin sings beautifully as he always does and Aleksi tells him this take is fucking awesome, what a talented singer he is. You hardly ever see Robin this bashful. It’s damn cute. 

*** 

You’re making out with him later. You’re on top of him, lying in bed, and his body is responsive but you have a feeling he’s not entirely there. You pull back, Robin’s full lips red, and he’s looking at you confused. 

“What are you thinking about?” you ask curiously. 

“Just you,” Robin says softly, voice hoarse from the kiss. His grip on your hips tighten as if to prove his point. 

“False,” you say and grin. Your hand travels between your bodies, down to his dick covered by the black cotton of his boxer-briefs. He’s hard; you watch him close his eyes in bliss. 

“What d’you mean, baby?” 

You lower down on him. You squeeze him gently before tugging his underwear down. “Just imagine Aleksi doing this,” you say, spitting on your hand and wrapping it around his cock. You pump it a bit, loving how the saliva makes it glisten. 

“Baby -” 

“Shh,” you assure him. “Wouldn’t it feel good? Just imagine his mouth on you like this…” 

You proceed to leave a kiss on the tip before you wrap your lips around it. Robin’s hand lands in your hair, grip tight right from the start. 

When you look up, he isn’t looking back, head sent back and eyes closed instead. You blow him for a while, putting heart and soul into it and getting lovely little desperate sounds in return. Robin comes with a loud moan, spilling into your mouth, never once opening his eyes. You’re not sure but you think you heard a faint, breathy Ale slip from his lips at the high of it. You smirk. 

You know him way too well. 

*** 

“Are you serious?” 

Aleksi’s eyes are bright and piercing, making you feel a weight in your chest that isn’t exactly unpleasant. He sits down on the couch, elbows on his knees, chin propped up on his hands. He’s thinking. 

“I am. One hundred percent,” you say. 

“Are you sure you’re not, like… misreading things?” 

“Aleksi, he literally said your name during sex just a few days ago,” you say. “He’s crushing on you hard, has for a while. It’s clear as day.” 

Aleksi doesn’t answer immediately. 

“I mean, I wouldn’t necessarily be against the idea,” he says then, taking you in discreetly. You blush but you’re excited. “After all, you seem determined.” 

“I just wanna make my man happy,” you say, feeling bold. “He’s kinda shy, so I’ll help him get what he wants.” 

“You want this too, don’t you?” Aleksi asks, voice low now, intense gaze directed at you again. You keep your eyes locked with his as you sit down beside him - show him you have no fear. 

“I might be a bit greedy when it comes to handsome men,” you admit. His face is close now and you can see the stubble on his chin. He leans in, but you move back. “No kissing, no touching, no fucking unless Robin’s with us,” you say, firmly but smiling. Aleksi snorts and nods, raising his hands. 

*** 

When Robin comes back home after a whole day at the studio with Aleksi the following week, he looks distracted and has dark circles under his eyes. 

“Something wrong?” you ask when he doesn’t touch his dinner. You’re not used to seeing a frown on his face lasting more than a few seconds. 

“No… just tired I guess,” he says, focused on moving a piece of food on his plate with the fork. 

“Something happened at work?” 

Robin raises his eyebrows at that, still looking at his food. “I don’t know,” he admits. “Aleksi acted kinda weird.” 

“Weird… how?” 

You know what Robin is talking about. Today’s the date you and Aleksi decided on for your little experiment. Aleksi has probably been trying to get into the mood. 

“He’s been… cuddly,” Robin says, choosing the word carefully. “He was kinda teasing me… differently than usual.” 

“Did it bother you?” 

Robin seems to consider it. 

“I feel like I should say yes, but it didn’t… I liked it. I’m sorry, I just -” 

You get up from your seat and walk over to your boyfriend on the other side of the small table. You wrap your arms around him from behind, your chin sitting on his shoulder. 

“Hey, don’t be sorry, okay?” you say. “I noticed you liked him long ago. It’s no problem.” 

“But I don’t - it doesn’t feel fair to - to you…” 

You tighten your arms around him. 

“Babyboy,” you say, “we can start including other people in our sex life, if you want. I know I do.” 

“You do?” 

“Yeah,” you kiss him on the cheek. “Starting with Aleksi.” 

“Are you - you’re -” 

“Yes, I’m serious. What do you think about a threesome, just you, me and him?” 

Robin exhales. “It sounds like a fucking dream, honestly.” 

“That’s good to hear,” you say and pull back. Robin turns in his chair to face you. “In fact, I happen to have spoken to Aleksi about… some things.”  

“You did what?” 

“As I said, I noticed your crush a long time ago,” you say. “And I can’t say I’m immune to Aleksi either… so I asked him if he would be interested in joining us for a night. That night being tonight, actually.” 

Robin is looking at you with wide, wild eyes, mouth agape in total incredulity. 

“You did not.” 

“I did.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I could’ve used some time to think about it.” 

“I knew you would’ve chickened out if we gave you time to think about it - you would’ve overthought it. You would’ve ended up feeling guilty and eventually saying no,” you say. “You would’ve kept on crushing on Aleksi silently and torturing yourself over it.” 

Robin looks down. He knows you’re right. 

“Aleksi is turning up any minute now,” you continue, stepping closer to where he’s sitting again. “If you don’t want this to happen, just say so. Now, or at any time later. We don’t have to do it, obviously, though I have a feeling you don’t wanna say no.” 

“I know you know I want it,” Robin remarks in a low voice. 

“Exactly,” you confirm. “And you know what? I want it too.” 

Robin is looking up at you with a faint smile. You figure he feels understood. He nods then, and you bend over to kiss him quickly. 

And then the bell rings. 

“Okay, baby?” you whisper before going to answer the door. 

Robin nods, smiles. “Yes.” 

Aleksi shows up with two bouquets of flowers, one red and one pink. The sight makes you blush; Aleksi is smiling behind all the flowers. 

“One each,” he says. Robin steps over and when Aleksi gives him the red bouquet, you think he could melt instantly. He’s blushing harder than you ever could. 

“Take care of these, baby?” you say, giving Robin your flowers too. He nods and goes off to find two vases somewhere. 

“I take it you’ve talked to him already, haven’t you?” Aleksi asks. 

“That’d be correct,” you say. “He’s game.” 

When Robin comes back, you waste no time and lead them both to the bedroom. Aleksi pushes you against the door to kiss you as soon as you close it. 

It’s unexpected and it knocks the air out of your lungs. You gasp into his mouth, grabbing the back of his head as his tongue is down your throat. When he pulls back you notice Robin has approached, looking at you and Aleksi with parted lips. You reach out to him then, pulling him close and kissing him just as hard. His tongue is particularly fierce. 

Aleksi makes Robin break the kiss, touching his face and guiding it to his own. You’re breathless as you watch them make out, Robin’s moans loud in Aleksi’s mouth and Aleksi responding by pulling Robin closer to him. 

Breaking out of your daze, you sink to the floor between the two of them. They don’t look like they’re paying attention but both their bodies tense up when you start groping them through their pants. They break the kiss for just a second, breathe, and dive into each other again. 

As you work them both hard, you observe Robin’s familiar shape and size, growing steadily with each passing moment the way you’re used to. On the other hand, Aleksi’s cock is new to you, and you explore its curve, girth and length attentively with your touch. You take them both out when they’re all the way erect, put them both in front of your face, tips close to one another. You connect them, and when they touch, you put your mouth on them both, sliding your tongue in between them to have both their precum on it at the same time. They almost taste the same. You let them go when they part. 

Aleksi is walking towards the bed with his pants hanging low, butt crack visible to the middle of his ass, dick out. Robin is following him as if entranced, and you take the chance to take your clothes off before joining them. 

Somehow, you caught their attention. 

They’re watching you now totally naked, and you accept Aleksi’s invitation when he lies down on the bed and tells you to sit on his dick. You let yourself engulf him, closing your eyes and emitting a low moan when he’s deep inside, the feeling so familiar yet so different from what you’re used to. You take his t-shirt off before you do anything else. 

Aleksi, all droopy eyes and flushed skin, motions Robin to step closer. Robin still looks out of it, but he’s willing to comply with whatever Aleksi says. So he moves closer until he’s standing next to you, impaled on Aleksi’s dick, and he straight up moans when Aleksi grabs his cock and puts it into his mouth. You start moving on the latter then, so turned on by what you’re witnessing that you can’t hold back anymore. 

You groan repeatedly, loving the sensation of Aleksi inside you, stimulating all the right spots. His head is turned to the side as he’s sucking Robin off, jaws open wide to welcome him in but the angular line of it not any less visible. He’s frowning, you’re not sure if it’s from your cunt around him or the dick in his mouth. One of his hands is on your hip, assisting you in your task to ride him, the other on Robin’s thigh, holding him close. 

Robin’s head is sent back, Adam’s apple and curve of his lips perfectly on display. His hand is on Aleksi’s nape and low grunts are escaping his lips; his eyes are not closed though, despite his ecstasy, and he tries to catch alternate glimpses of both you and Aleksi. You lock eyes at some point and he smiles at you, completely blissed out; before you can smile back, he reaches his free hand out to feel your breast, tenderly caress it, lightly pinch your nipple. 

It almost makes you lose it, but then when Aleksi lets go of Robin’s cock to start meeting your hips, pounding into you hard (probably close just the same), that’s when you come. It makes you moan loudly, squirm and writhe as the pleasure rushes through you, obnubilating all of your senses for a few moments. Your ears are ringing when you can finally hear again, and a wet, hot substance is now residing inside your cunt, Aleksi’s softening cock sliding out of you. 

You get off of him, lie down on the bed on your back to recover. You’re still breathing heavily when you recognize Robin easing your legs apart again. He’s looking up at you with a smile and you smile back, still high from your orgasm, totally unprepared to what he’s about to do. 

When you feel his mouth on your clit, you hear yourself yelp. You’re turned on again in no time, your clit hardening, sensitive to his skillful tongue. He licks and sucks at it, making your spine arch, and then lowers his face more and his mouth finds your hole. He sucks Aleksi’s cum out of your cunt, swallowing it; drinking from you like you’re some sort of divine glass dispensing the nectar of the gods. Your eyes roll back at the sight. 

As he’s drinking and stimulating your clit (both with his finger and his tongue), Aleksi appears out of nowhere behind Robin. Robin’s sticking his ass out and Aleksi is touching it with both hands, before diving in and spitting between his cheeks. You groan at the sight (and at Robin’s ministrations) and Robin hums against your body, exacerbating your pleasure. 

Aleksi buries his face between Robin’s buttocks, making him pull back from you and moan loudly. You can’t really see, but the barely perceptible movements of Aleksi’s head makes it obvious: he’s licking at Robin’s hole, probably sticking his tongue inside it. Robin’s sweating at the temples, and you gently touch at his hair to guide him back between your legs. He takes the hint and picks up where he left off, though more erratically, and you barely catch Aleksi’s hand sliding down under Robin’s body before another orgasm washes all over you, making your whole body shake. You force your eyes open, not wanting to miss Aleksi’s mouth and hand making your boyfriend come basically at the same time as you. 

Robin’s face twists, strong muscles tensing everywhere in his statuesque body bent over you. You can’t see nor feel him spill, but you know he does when his throat lets out a deep grunt, his hands subconsciously tightening around your thighs. 

You let your eyes close then. You’re exhausted. 

For a while, it’s silent but for ragged breathing filling the room. Then Aleksi lies down beside you and gently pulls you in for a slow kiss. Robin mimics him on your other side, and you feel relaxed enough to fall asleep at any minute. 

This sure was a night to remember.

[mr-milo05]

I love this dude. I love him so so much. I literally hate myself for it.

He's dating someone else. Here's the fucked part: I love her too.

They are both the most funny, attractive, caring, creative, admirable people I've met and I can't stop crying over them sometimes. God I love them both. I love out meet ups on Saturdays that always end do amazingly. They wish me a goodnight and I the same.

I want them both, I've dreamt about them twice now. First one was do amazing I sobbed when I woke up. Second one ended horribly and it made me want to throw up.

I'm poly. People around me have always said 'I could never do that' 'I'm too jealous.' I wish I was like them. I wish I was some mono who liked someone else. Someone closer and not states away. I wish I could've just been born like a normal decent fucking person.

I've told this to him, and he likes the idea but I refuse to ask her. She's not poly. She doesn't deserve to have anything forced on her. I love her so much too and it pains me so much to see her so happy with someone else. I want to make her happy. I want her to smile at me. I want them both to. I want to cuddle him and kiss her. I want to cuddle her and kiss him.

I wish I could hold them both, help them around their house. I'd do anything, Mopping, Sweeping, hell I'd even do dishes. I fucking hate ethe dishes but if they asked I would do it. I don't worship them of course, they are humans like me. But they feel like the missing parts of my soul. I should just wait it all out. Tell him that it's just a silly crush and to leave it alone.

I want to bash my head into the wall to the point where my head finally drops and I'm entering unconsciousness.

[peaterookie]

Lupin III Chapter 75 Review

hmmm a rare cover without lupin... that's not him right? the hair doesn't match up but the clothes looks exactly like his'...

anyways this is a fun chapter let's get started

So this old man wants Lupin to teach his son how to be a master thief, he's really reluctant to teach the guy because he looks really ugly and acts weird but accepts it anyway

"Work hard, my son. How are you feeling?" "1 + 1 = 2"

Honestly, same. So Lupin's first lesson is hand to hand combat! The guy has to fight Lupin in hand to hand combat as training, but Lupin dodges all his attacks and tells him to be quick. The guy's hand punches deep through a wall and gets stuck, and Lupin tells him to use his head. And he... bashes Lupin in the head!

Lupin probably didn't mean it literally.

Next lesson! To think on your feet, and defend yourself! Lupin this time is the one fighting him, and he tells him once again to use his head and defend himself. So the guy then turns his head against Lupin's feet and breaks it with his hard head.

Third lesson! How to use a knife sneakily!

He's trying to do a Goemon

So then the guy tries to do it, and he accidentally throws the knife on Lupin's feet.... I'm starting to think he might not be the one.

Next is to aim the knife toward the target! Lupin puts up a target board far away at first, but the guy couldn't hit the board at all. Then Lupin put it closer, and closer, and closer... right at his face, but he somehow couldn't hit it a single time.

i love the sequence of panels of lupin slowly pushing the board towards him its so funny

Then, Lupin talks to a woman about him, and how it seems practically hopeless to even continue. She tells him to keep on training it, since he's smarter than he looks, and pays him a couple more money. Lupin then shows that the old man has paid him way enough money that it practically covers the entire room they're in, and is more interested in... her.

She then shuts him down, and leaves.

So then he decides to teach the guy how to kidnap a woman! Wow! Disguised as a showerhead, Lupin sneaks into her bathroom while shes in the middle of showering and just... kidnaps her.

Dont worry he returns her back to let the other guy do it... and he fails, what did you expect?

Lupin proceeds give him one last training, possibly the most dangerous one of all. He has to go through a series of platforms that can and will definitely crush him to death! So fun!

Lupin does an example, and passes it extremely easily, and the other guy tries it-

Then it cuts to Lupin speaking and complaining to the old man about the guy again, how he simply doesn't have the mindset to be a master criminal... because he's a robot! What! He then shows the old man that his "son" has failed the final test and got crushed, revealling metallic bits and pieces inside him.

The end.

[sarascamander]

Book review: King of Ruins

I just finished this book and first of all, let me say that this book hurt me. It hurt me to my soul. I rarely read books that involved war exactly because I know how much the casualty and the suffering the characters would go through would pain me but something drew me to this book so I read it anyway. I don't know whether I regret that or not because my heart still hurts 😭

The ending when Jarael, Atalia and Koren get caught just break me because i just want them to be safe. If they're not safe at least I would rather them die rather than to suffer under that bastard prince. I'm playing for them to be fine in book two. Please be fine they're my babies 😭

I'm gonna rate the characters:

1) Jarael Sela, the father and the leader and DILF = 10000000000/10

Jarael, the man you are. He's literally the best father anyone could even hope for. This man love his children so much. He love and adore his wife, he love his kingdom and the people in it. He suffered before and he's so strong and tired but trying his best and I love him. The ending for him... My heart ache, I'm telling you. He deserve SO MUCH MORE. 😭😭

2) Shiloh Sela. Mother, wife, leader and MILF = 1000000/10

Words can't describe how strong this woman is after what she's been through. She's a great mother and a fierce woman and I have mad respect for her. ♥️♥️ I'm so worry about her in the next book though. How much pain would she feel when she knew what was happening to her husband and children????? 😭😭

3) Epher Sela (my husband) = 💯/10

He has a severe oldest brother syndrome but in a good way because he's protective of his siblings and family, because he is wise and strong and feels so much responsibility on those big fine shoulders. He is definitely his father's son.

4) Koren Sela (I'm such a whore for him) = 💯💯/10

The second son with an impeccable sense of humour and charm, I will always love you. With all seriousness though, Koren uses humour as his coping mechanism (but he's genuinely so funny, every word that comes out of his mouth is gold). I was praying the whole time he went to the war: LORD. LET. MY. HUSBAND. COME. HOME. SAFE. My prayer was not answered.

5) Atalia Sela (I want her to step on me 🛐) = 10/10

I was icky with her first because the whole "she was one of the boys" irked me in general, but my baby bloomed. She slayed and served so hard and I want to give her the biggest hug ever. She can talk and act all macho and tough as she wants but I know what you are, Atalia! She was just a scared little girl in the end who faced war for the first time, who sought comfort from her father and cried at the first man she was forced to kill. But no matter how terrified she was, she would die fighting for her family and kingdom. Truly a lioness.

6) Ofeer Sela (bitch in denial) = 0/10

Since the first time we met her I already want to bash her head against a damn wall. GIRL 👏🏻YOU 👏🏻ARE👏🏻 SO 👏🏻BLIND👏🏻 AND👏🏻 UNGRATEFUL👏🏻. I understand if she doesn't feel like she belongs in her family or felt like her father doesn't love her as much as he loves the others since she was a bastard but why is girly hating on her family so much???? Her mother and father who literally do nothing but love her?? And not shy to show it??? Her siblings whose never act as if she was anything but family??? Even if her siblings did bully her a little (but literally it was all siblings teasing, like messing with her hair) it was because they reacted with the way YOU treated THEM. You called your youngest sister a weepy bitch because she was upset about her dying dog and basically hoped that she'd die 💀💀.

She is her family's biggest hater for no reason at all. She was so desperate to have a nice life that she abandoned her family and wished the worst on them and when that actually happened she suddenly grew a conscience.

It was nice to see that she actually cared about her family but by that time it was too late. I can see her redemption arc but it needs to be big for me to actually like her after everything.

7) Maya Sela (sweet summer child) = 7/10

The baby of the family. We don't see much of her in this book because she's too young and doesn't play much role in this war. But I can see the potential of her growing into a more important role in the following books especially since she has a strong ability that may be their salvation. She just needs to learn to control them. But personality wise she's really a sweet innocent girl and I can feel her youth through the pages.

Can I just say I love the Sela family so much. Their dynamic and love for each other is so precious please let them be fine. They need to be a family again after this and see each other and tease each other and just BE HAPPY AGAIN. 😭😭

"Koren always thought this one was his." She hefted the toy. "I'd get so angry, twist his arm, and steal it from him. I made him cry, even though he's two years older."

She blinked tears from her eyes. "I'm so sorry I did that. I don't know why I did it. I wish I could go back now, could give Koren the toy, tell him it's his soldier. I'm so scared I'll never see the boys again, never see Ofeer and Maya and Mother. I just want to go back to those old days. When we were happy."

PLEASE

He fought for those he loved. A noble father. A wise mother. For Koren, a brother with a ready smile and kind heart. For Atalia, strong, brave, fragile Atalia. For Ofeer, broken, haunted, pained, still seeking light in her world of darkness. For Maya, sweetest child, innocent yet stronger than she knew. For a brother buried under the tree, who had shone his light for but a day, whose memory would always be with him.

There they are. The people I hate. The man who never loved me like he loved his true children. The siblings who always looked down at me. The people I love. The people who love me.

"Brother, when I was very young, I remember thinking you were so old, so strong. You're only two years older, but I thought you were more like Father than me and the girls. A righteous, wise man. I looked up to you so much. You were my hero." Koren sighed. "I didn't realize what a complete and utter twat you are."

Epher rolled his eyes. "Yes, you certainly looked up to me when you and Atalia kept sneaking into the bathhouse when I was washing."

[awkward-and-indecisive]

HAPPIEST FUCKING BIRTHDAY CHAN!!!

Fair warning before you proceed. I’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense because I’m literally crying over here. I’m a blubbering mess because I love you so much and all I want to do rn is squish you in the biggest of hugs but I can’t so here’s some very long emo rambling from me.

I mean, what do I even say? How do I explain in words how much you mean to me? To me, you are literally a blessing. I would be so utterly lost without you that I’m scared to even think what if I never met you on this hellsite. It only has been a bit over a year since I’ve know but what a fucking year it has been.

You literally thirsted with me over Jensen Snackles and then encouraged me to write my first ever fic and I'm so grateful to you for that because if it hadn’t been for you then I never would’ve realised how much I love writing. You beta all my fics and are always so excited about any ideas I get. You kick my self doubt in the ass and are always so supportive of whatever I do. You literally do not have to do all of this but you still do and it just makes me fall in love with you even more. It just shows how gorgeous of a soul you are. 

You let me rant, cry, scream, tease and flirt with you all I want and never once judge me. Not even when I crack my stupid lame jokes. I love listening to you talk about your day and fanfiction worthy college drama. Just simply exchanging memes with you has been the highlight of my shitty days. 

You also act like a twitter filter for me 😂 and I don’t think I’ll ever forget that Soldier Boy edit I made that you made me post 💀. I just hope to god nobody ever sees it 💀 

I have never been the kind of person who thinks a few years ahead because I know that nothing ever lasts forever or even a few months, let alone years. But if I know one thing, if there’s one thing that I can feel deep in my bones, is that I can always see you being a part of my future. I can always imagine ranting to you, laughing at stupid things with you, flirt with you using cheesy hindi lines, going crazy over new wip ideas, thirsting over men, screaming when Taylor drops something new, telling you about stupid things that happen in everyday life. 

I don’t know if you know this but I absolutely love your writing. That birthday fic that you wrote for me has literally become one of my comfort fics and I always find myself reading it every few days. It’s just THAT good and your writing is just THAT good. 

You are kind, smart as fuck (just look at your college course and how well you do), funny, sassy, beautiful (i don’t clearly remember your face but i know the comment i made that made you slide in my dm’s 😏 and i still stand by it 😤), cute, so lovable that i literally want to squish you. I can run out of words but not run out of things that I love and admire about you. You’re beautiful in every aspect. 

I’m honoured to know you, not only as my girlfriend, but as another human. I know you’re not good with words, neither am I, which is very funny seeing as how we both are writers, 💀 but you don’t have to say shit for me to feel it. I can feel your love and support and care for me just through a screen while being hundreds of miles apart. 

I may not have all the knowledge about murdering someone and getting away with it like you, but i do know that if someone messes with you, then i bet my non-existent ass they can talk to my fists and the wall when i bash their head through it.

I may never get to know your face or your voice, but I'll love you forever. Your face and voice doesn’t matter (okay i don’t mean it like that. They do matter. Very much. Yk what i’m trying to say. Stop laughing at me being a dumbass!). I wouldn’t love you any differently than I do now. But that doesn't mean that I don't want to give you the biggest hug!!! 😩 *goes to earn money so she can visit you*

I love how we literally went from strangers to thirst partners to a writer and beta to friends to best friends to now girlfriends 😏. I wouldn’t want anyone else to have this 180k, multi chapter, slow burn fanfic journey with anyone else other than you. I just hope we only go forward from here. Fyi that means wives 😂

Thank you for making my life brighter. Thank you for making me experience that ZNMD wali dosti. Thank you for loving me in the purest way. Thank you. Thank you for everything you have done for me, keep doing, and will do in the future. And these are just some of the things I’ve mentioned that you do for me. There are a million others that you do that I know of. Million others that I don’t even know you do. It’s just I feel you’re here and everything gets better. I start smiling and having hope for this shitty world. The dark parts of me brighten.

So today on your birthday, I wish you all the best things in the world. I wish you immense happiness. I wish you the purest form of love that’s right out of one of your fics (NOT THE ANGSTY ONES!!! THE GOOD, HAPPY, FLUFFY, AND HEART MELTING LOVE!!!). I wish you all the light and laughter and good health. But most importantly, I wish you zero bus accidents 😭💀

I love you. More than you can imagine. More than I can imagine. 

Love

Your ‘behen’ 😒 (yes i’m never letting go of this and imma tease you till the end of times)

Abby

P. S. Here are some memes to tell you how much I love you because I’m shit at telling how I feel with words.

I almost forgot to tag you 😭😭😭

@msmarvelouswinchester

[theres-an-impulstor-among-us]

Hi Vaunna, now that you've seen the Submerged map played a few times, do you have fic ideas? I'm thinking about an imposter and crewmate wio both realize they're not gonna make it to the oxygen masks and spend the last few seconds together. Extra points if it's it's imposter who called the alarm.

something i’ve never said before: i think the prompt was meant to be angsty but as i was writing it it just got funny and i didn’t want to change it LMAO

there's just something about this duo that brings out the best dialogue lol

…

“I don’t trust you,” Astro states, glancing sideways at Brody.

Brody shrugs as he pretends to do a task. “I don’t really care.”

He taps the oxygen button and the alarm immediately goes off. He and Astro simultaneously rush to the door but it slides shut on them almost immediately.

“Noooo!” growls Brody, fiddling with the lock mechanism. “Endless, WHY?!”

Astro chuckles bitterly and leans back against the wall. “So it IS you. Go ahead, kill me.”

“I don’t think it matters whether I do or not, cuz I can’t open this stupid door!” snaps Brody, bashing the door with his fist.

“Forty-five seconds.” Astro sighs. “We’re not gonna make it.”

Brody throws his arms up in frustration. “Great, so we lose. That’s it.” He twists his head up to address the ghost who may or may not be floating around them. “Endless, you absolute moron. You completely screwed us over.”

“Don’t blame Endless.”

“Not only did he get caught murdering but he also just locked me in here in the middle of the oxygen sabotage! First imposter in history to murder his own imposter partner.”

Astro rolls his eyes. “Can you please let me die in peace and quiet?”

“Hell no,” scoffs Brody. “I’m gonna complain ‘til the end.”

“I was afraid of that. But you can’t say you don’t deserve it.”

“Shut up.”

“YOU shut up,” Astro retorts. “I want to die in peace and quiet and you’re just complaining.”

“It’s what I do.”

For the second time, Astro rolls his eyes. “Don’t I know it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Brody demands. “You’re not meant to agree with me.”

“Yeah, well, you’re the one who set off the oxygen sabotage and doomed us so I don’t have a lot of sympathy right now, least of all for you.”

Brody starts to speak again but coughs as the oxygen sabotage starts to catch up to him.

“What’s the matter, Brody?” Astro says tauntingly. “Looks like you’re finding it a little hard to breathe right now. I know, my mere presence can take people’s breath away.”

Brody stares at him as if wishing he was currently throttling his friend. “I can’t believe I’m gonna die yelling at you for that stupid joke.”

“If it makes you feel any better, it might just be the most pathetic thing I’ve ever said and I hated saying it,” Astro says sadly.

“Strangely, that doesn’t make me feel better. I still hate you.”

“Fine by me. I-.”

A flash of white cuts Astro off. By the time it clears, he’s back in the lobby with the rest of the group.

“Hey look at that,” he deadpans, looking Brody directly in the eye. “We won.”

Brody makes a wringing-neck gesture. “I’m going to stab you in the face.”

“Can’t do that, this is the lobby,” Astro responds pleasantly. “And you’re not imposter anymore.”

“Next time I’m imposter, I’m gonna stab you in the face.”

“Go ahead. It’ll be less painful than being locked in a room with you, albeit suffocating to death.”

“Why are you so mean?” Brody demands. “I’ve done nothing to you tonight. Nothing.”

Astro raises an eyebrow. “You murdered me literally two minutes ago.”

“I didn’t murder you.”

“You were the cause of my death. That counts.”

“Does not.”

Clearly trying to hold back laughter, Tango steps between them. “Can I just say that I literally abandoned a task halfway through to come over and listen to you two yell at each other back there. It was very entertaining.”

“As was the fact that Brody essentially killed himself,” Astro responds amusedly.

“No, Endless kille- ENDLESS.” Brody spins round to face his friend, only just remembering why he died in the first place. “Endless! What the HELL, Endless?!”

“Welp, I’m dead,” Endless says. “Nice knowing you guys.”

Astro can’t hold back a laugh. “Exactly why did you lock that door, Endless? You doomed your partner.”

“I didn’t mean to!” says Endless defensively. “I mean- I DID mean to lock the door. But I thought you could kill Astro in that room; I forgot that you needed to get a mask too.”

Brody shoots him a death-glare. “Next time I’m imposter, I’m gonna murder you at the meeting table. The Queen of England and my mom could be watching and I’m still gonna do it.”

Endless blinks. “Jeez, that’s… Okay.”

Astro laughs again at the look on Endless’s face. He had been unsure about this map at first, considering its size and how different it is to the others, but after that round, he’s a lot more sure about it.

This map is fun.

[dumbass-mha-simp]

Hawks x Reader: Bad Idea

Another self indulgent Hawks fic that I've literally had in my notes for months. He lives in my head rent free along with my other 22 fake boyfriend's because I'm ✨mentally unstable.✨ It is a song fic tho, Bad Idea ft. Shiloh Dynasty https://youtu.be/kH9hJnT7KkE

Tw: food, depression, Hawks is honestly just feeling it bro- same dude,

Word count: almost 2k? I think

Requests are open! Honestly I'm probably terrible but the only things I can think to write are those imaginary situations I put myself in

(Y/L/N)- your last name

(Y/N)- your name

Thoughts or emphasized talk are in italics

Also idk why but I imagine he removes his feathers to shower since they probably need different cleaning conditions and also they just seem like a hassle in showers.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Here he was, the number two prohero. Everyone assumed his life was perfect, anything he wanted served on a gold platter. He felt the guilt creep up into him.

I should be thankful. The thoughts ate away at his mind in the rare seconds he got alone. You shouldn't be so selfish. So annoying. So insufferable.

Takami pushed these thoughts back. "No one needs to know how you think, Keigo." He whispers out to himself in his office.

He scrawled at paper work, trying to not let the self depreciating thoughts feast away on his mind. Unfortunately for him, different thoughts came up.

His best friend, Rumi had this friend. (Y/L/N). Smart, attractive, sometimes a little rough around the edges, but amazing. He found his mind wandering to them all too often.

They were mostly unknown, despite their insanely strong quirk. They preferred to stay out of the lime-light, through that irritable exterior sat overwhelming anxiety and shyness. But they always denied it.

He stopped himself as he realized he's spent 10 minutes only thinking of them, a friend. Yeah right.

He lazily walked out of the office waving to all his employees as he made his way outside. His eyes slowly dragged to the darkly faded blue sky, dusted in clouds. Cold, tired, aching. Just how he felt.

He took a slow brisk flight to his house, feeling the wind bash his face and the air flow through his feathers. He gently placed a foot on the metal railing of his balcony, taking a deep step to the ground and opening the door.

The emptiness rung through his apartment like a blaring siren. You have everything. How can you still want more?

The voices in his head screamed and clawed their way out. You're nobody. No one ever loved you. You're so alone. You're nothing but a tool to the commission. You're actual character is useless.

He shed his coat, boots, and pants. Looking to himself in the mirror as he removed most of his feathers. He looked exhausted as he stumbled into the shower, numbly.

The next ten minutes seemed to elude him when he wondered how much time has gone by of him staring at the shower wall blankly.

He dried off a bit then looked around his kitchen for something to eat. Have I eaten today? The buzz and light of his phone on the counter startled him.

"Hey, Hawks." A single, simple message from (Y/L/N). Okay don't panic.

"What's up?" He replied swiftly.

"I had this feeling something was wrong and wanted to check up on you."

"Why would you think that?" He tried to play it off like it wasn't true without actually lying.

"I'm not sure. Do you maybe wanna join me?" You asked.

"Where?"

"Well, every once in awhile when I need a break I go and stargaze with a night picnic. It helps me relax, and if you think it might help I'd want to. I can tell something's off." You were always so convincing. It felt like you weren't too nosy or snoopy but you understood.

"Text me where to be and when?" He let out a gentle smile at his phone.

"The dollar store on 4th in 10 minutes? So we can choose some snacks together?"

"I'll be there."

Did Takami think any problems where going to be solved with some food in the dark? No. But would he skip the opportunity to be with you, to find out how he really felt when it was just you two? Absolutely not.

He landed down on the broken pavement outside of the old dollar store, scanning around to see you.

"Boo!" A bump from behind had him flinching to see the sound as you stood behind him giggling. "Got ya."

"Very funny (Y/L/N) the most amazing trick yet." He rolled his eyes with a slight smile.

"C'mon let's go grab a bunch of terrible snacks and call it a picnic, bird brain."

You two walked into the store and walked a large circle around it, choosing chips and candy and drinks at your leisure. Once you got to the counter, he fights you to his wallet.

"It's my picnic."

"And I'm the very special guest who was so generously invited. I'm paying." He grins as you pout at him.

Grabbing the bags you placed them in the back seat as you offered passenger side to him.

"I don't like cars."

"Why not?"

"Cramps my wings."

You look at him with the biggest puppy eyes you can manage. "You already agreed to keep me company and pay for the snacks, let me do something for you?"

"Fine, but only cause you're pouting kid."

He gently sits in your passenger seat as you strap yourself in and turn the car on. The car hums and the music playing softly on the radio are the only things heard. The peace feeling too good to break.

Once you pull your car up into the parking lot of a small park and grab your bags, you begin leading him to your usual place.

"Hold these." You hand him the bags as you jump and climb up on top of a big metal container. You peer over the side with big eyes and a smile as you say to him, "now hand me the bags and do what I did!"

He looks at you with a wide smirk before simply flying up to join you. "Or you can do it the cheater's way." You pouted and bumped his shoulder.

"It's not cheating, it's using my resources." He says with a triumphant smirk.

"Your cheating resources." You pull out your gummy candies and started eating as you leaned back till you were laying down.

"Do you like the stars, Hawks?" You say like your sleep talking, staring into the night sky.

"Keigo." He shifts to lay down about a foot away from you. "You can call me, Keigo. And... I don't think I've ever taken time to look at the stars."

"No sneaking out away from parents to sit on vans and stargaze? Or watching the sunrise with a partner while eating fast food?"

"What kinda date is sitting in a car for hours staring at the sky and eating?" He laughs.

"Ah one that never really happened, he just said he would. But never mind that repressed shit." A sad laugh forces itself out as you stare between the stars.

"Was he cute?" He tried to sound funny but it came out more sympathetic.

"Sometimes," you laugh with him. "But he had really nice hands."

"Hands? That's an odd thing to find attractive." He turned his head over to look at you as your eyes seemed to burn holes in the dark milky blue sky.

He continued laughing with you about this guy but couldn't help an overwhelming feeling of jealousy. Who was he? Did he look anything like him? Was this recent?

"Keigo?" A voice snapped at his train or thought, "Yes, (Y/L/N)?" He replied rushed.

"Do you want your mini cookies?" You ask looking to him with the bag.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." He mentions grabbing the bag from your finger tips.

He ate his cookies and thought as you seemed either lost in your head, or lost in the stars.

Loving you would be selfish. As such a high ranking hero, he's made a target for himself and anyone around him. He's broken down, can't feel. You obviously have other people on your mind. Someone like you wouldn't be single long.

"When did he leave?" He blurts out without thinking. Maybe it's a sore subject-

"Long ago." You look lost, your eyes searching and wandering but never grabbing hold of exactly where you should be. "Why?" Well I guess if I'm gonna start prying might as well go all the way.

"He thought that maybe he could love me. But now that's just ridiculous," you laugh coldly. "Who would love me?"

"Falling in love with you seems like a really bad idea. But not on your part." He whispers into the wind, hoping it'll carry his words away from you.

"What do you mean?" You look completely confused, almost scattered.

"You're quiet, and I'm someone who puts a spotlight on practically anyone around me. You'd constantly be put in danger. Plus I'm arrogant and cocky, nothing at all like you." He acted like he could see the stars as you could. He stared into them finding any way he could to avoid your eyes.

"You could get hurt or I could annoy you." He whispers.

"I had no idea you felt that way, Keigo." You whisper back, shock keeping your voice quiet.

His eyes burned holes into the night sky, he felt he shouldn't look at you. The mental image of you already wouldn't go away.

"You wanna know something, Keigo? I can read people like books, I can read stars like stories, and I can read in-between lines like they were in bold font. But, you always catch me off guard. Reading you is like a mystery novel. Sometimes intense, sometimes peaceful, but always keeping me wondering." You smile into the stars, you can tell he desperately doesn't want to see your eyes. "You're always leaving everyone on the edge of their seat, and when you leave you can't stop thinking of the next time you'll come. What you'll bring."

"I....I don't think I understand (Y/L/N)-" Keigo's soon cut off.

"(Y/N)"

"Well, (Y/N)- I don't think I understand." He tries to sit up and look at you.

"You catch me off guard, something about you speaks to me in ways I know you never actually would. I can see it, the way you stumble or hesitate. I can tell somethings scared you into silence." You've never had much chance to talk about the ways you analyze people, you wanted to tell him how you could tell the way he acted wasn't always good.

"I think you might be reading too much into this, kid." He tries to intervene.

"I get if you don't want to tell me." You stared up at the stars, waiting for him to do the same. "You see there?" You pointed to a star. "That's a constellation."

"They just look like stars." He seemed a bit disappointed that he couldn't see stars the way you did, with such knowledge and wonder in your eyes.

"That's cause they are," you giggled to him, "it's not like I can actually see the pictures either."

"You.. you can't?" He looked to you confused but slightly hopeful, how could they look at them but not see too?

"That's the whole point, Keigo. It's being able to see what's not really there. Sometimes I stare into the sky hoping to see any semblance of hope, but that's not how it is. You have to teach yourself to look at what could be there." He stared to you, a small content smile graced your face. You were beautiful.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yes?"

"Maybe, loving you isn't such a bad idea.." he looked remorseful, staring into the stars. Maybe he could see it too one day.

"What do you mean?" You glace to him.

"You see so much, you can read and see the things I want to see. I want to learn, (Y/N). I want to see how you do."

The smile on your face spread.

"I'd love to show you."

[dragonbugsuperior]

Something that I've been meaning to say about Miraculous's "Rich Girls".............

Before I even go into this, All you Lila, Chloe, and Kagami stans out there I suggest to skip this post, leave disgusting comments and I'll block and report you because I'm saying it now, that I will be saying some things about Lila, Chloe, and Kagami that aren't really pretty. If you like their characters "Yay!" good for you,

Nobody cares. grow up

So........something has been on my mind lately and I would like to get it off my chest because it's just been stuck in my head and I think it's good if I do make some clear points that clearly people are missing in regards to the show's "rich girls". So Marinette.....has been going through alot this past season and people are saying stupid things like "Oh wE NEeD a NEw LAdyBUg!"

Or "oH MArINeTtE iS teRRiBlE At dOiNg heR jOB!"

Let's dive right into this

I'll start with Chloe first. Chloe bullied Marinette. She has for 7 whole fucking years. Marinette has done nothing to Chloe literally. She hasn't bullied her, talked about her, criticized her, she has done nothing to that girl. But oh! Chloe is some rich snobbish brat that thinks everyone below her should be treated less of a human than she is. Where was her mom when Chlow started to go to school with Marinette? Also Chloe's mom not playing a big part of her life doesn't excuse her terrible behavior and awful treatment she has given marinette and students at her school. Just because her mom is a total snob and shallow person doesn't mean Chloe has to be exactly like her. It's okay for Chloe to express sadness and frustration but what's not okay if for Chloe to lash out all her negativity on Marinette as if Marinette has done something to her. Her parents have really failed her and she has failed herself. She's so full of herself that I'm starting to believe she's delusional. Clinging onto Adrien 24/7 at school like their some type of couple is already mouth-gagging. Like girl, he is not some toy that is all yours and that you can just cling yourself onto. I'm glad Marinette calls her out on her bullshit and handles Chloe's ass and she's not afraid to do so.

And that tacky ass makeup really defeats the purpose because it's makes her look worser than her personality. Tired of these blonde stuck up popular rich girls that think they can just overrule people.

Treating everybody around her like her peasants is clichè mean girl shit. I'm willing to go as far as to say she's a fucking narcissist. Having excessive interest and admiration for herself and treating everybody around her like shit as if she's 10 times more important than they are when in reality she's nothing but a spoiled brat that's jealous because she knows Marinette is better than her.

2nd to last....Lila

Literally 'lie' is in her name. She lies her mouth off and thinks she's fooling every fucking body. Marinette knows damn well she's lying and tells her up to her face in Chameleon. I'm sorry but her lies are ridiculous and the class is so undeniably stupid for believing her bullshit. Yea she's another "spoiled rich girl" her mom is present in her life but we know nothing about her dad. Don't know what happened to him and I don't care to know what happened to him. I know one thing though. Just like in Chloe's case, her dad being absent doesn't make it "okay" for her to be a two-faced person who can pathologically lie to people for personal gain. That's disgusting and weak of a person. She literally frames Marinette and corners her in the bathroom to a wall and pushed herself down the steps to look like she's actually injured. Her fans can try to shed all the light they want on her character but that's never gonna erase all the terrible shit she's done. And once again! Marinette has done nothing to Lila and somehow Marinette is Lila's main target. She lied about her friendship with Ladybug just to impress a boy. Her negativity she's trying to pass onto Marinette isn't working because Marinette is strong and optimistic. I can't believe she had fans, cough looks like a knock-off version of Dora cough. She's so stupid she really thinks Adrien wants to be with someone like her. A liar and manipulative bitch. lol

Kagami.......

"But Jen she's only been a character since season-

Yea I already know how long she's been in the show but that doesn't mean that I'm going to get her the benefit of the doubt. First time she met Marinette she treated her terribly as if Marinette did anything to her. Then again, people like to claim she's from a strict household so that gives her an excuse when it really doesn't. Secondly Kagami in general seems phony, Marinette is trying to be her friend and give up on Adrien just for her!!! and so she can grow as a person!!!!! Kagami chose Adrien over Marinette while Marinette gave up Adrien just so Kagami can have him. Seems like the only reason Kagami really wants to be friends with Marinette is because of Adrien. But let's not get into that.... In Animeastro she acted like she had a problem Marinette was talking to Adrien. I just don't get her at all. One minute she wants to be Marinette's friend (which I believe is completely fake) and then the next she's glaring daggers at her as if she did anything to her.

I don't even want to fucking hear "Oh but Jenny, Marinette didn't confes- SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. Marinette has tried time after time to confess she's always getting interrupted. Kagami thinks of Adrien like some prize to win all for herself after only knowing him for not too long. Give me a break then she's the one who got akumatized over a fucking picture instead of asking Adrien "hey, what's this?" She got salty and got akumatized. In Frozer, Adrien told her that he had feelings for someone else, she jumped to conclusions and thought it was fucking Marinette and suggested him to "switch targets" he told her he wouldn't and she still pushes him to literally kissing him and then getting mad because he rejected it. Girl! Did he not fucking say that he has feelings for another girl and he won't be switching targets. She's really that desperate that she's telling Adrien to get over that other girl, and she's so fucking desperate she tried to kiss him then got mad when he didn't kiss her back. Let's not forget she literally cut out the fencing class picture and left Adrien and herself out. Then she gave us a little "insight" on how she views Adrien in Oni-Chan. "Image of Perfection" she likes Adrien because he's perfect? That's funny. Because for 1, he's not nobody is and for 2 that's a stupid reason to like somebody. Let's not also forget when she literally lied in Miracle Queen about the villain attacking people in love. She knows Adrien likes somebody else so why is she trying so hard to push into being with her? Desperate much? "We're so alike" and Kagami really believes their soulmates? She should just shut the fuck up. She sounds stupid as fuck. How are you "soulmates" with someone you just met not too long ago. Bless her delusional soul. After he rejected her kiss and only knowing him for 2 seasons. Liiiiike......are you that desperate for a boy. I can't wait to see her reaction to when Adrien dates Marinette. Lmao

It's so funny how all these girls think Adrien's theirs when in reality Marinette is his true soulmate and is gonna end up with him in the end. Adrienette is literally endgame. There's no need for people like Chloe, Lila, and Kagami to get on the way of that. It's also funny how people like to claim Marinette as the possessive one when all these rich spoiled brats have gotten akumatized over him, cling onto him like he's some coat rack, and go out their way to make Marinette feel terrible. And marinette has given Adrien up. The only real clear reason I can see the 3 of them act bitchy towards marinette without a reason would be because they're jealous and don't have the best lives at home and wish to be like marinette.

If I'm not mistaken who's the one that got bullied for 7 years straight and tries her very best to be strong? Who's the one that literally got sexually harassed by Felix? Who's the one who has anxiety? Who's the one who has pressure and responsibilities hunched all over their shoulders? Who's the one that has go around every fucking day to save their city? Oh okay. Everybody always wants to talk about how tough they are without actually going through some real shit. Because I don't recall Lila, Chloe or Kagami going through any of these things while treating Marinette like shit. Kagami is the one that lied to Adrien, Kagami is the one that treated Marinette like crap, Kagami is the one that pushed Adrien after he said he had feelings for someone else /this b*tch didn't even wait/, Kagami is the one that is acting like Lila and Chloe. Let Marinette act like how Kagami did, I'm pretty sure she would've got bashed.

Once they go through all that bullshit then we can chit chat until then, they don't know what struggle is. Spoiled ass brats who clearly don't deserve Adrien because they're immature. They think Adrien's "theirs" they pushed themselves on him as if they can't live without him and they do sneaky shit in order to be with him. Lila and Kagami have clearly showed they would lie to get with him and Chloe does too. Marinette has the courage to let Adrien go, I'm pretty sure if the shoe was on the other foot Kagami would never let Adrien go.

And before people go around saying how it's their parents fault they act do toxically and immature (bc ppl like to give them excuses for their "mommy and daddy" issues) it's really not. Yes, it's partially their parents because they raised them but they also have a big role for their actions. No body is responsible for making Chloe, Lila, or Kagami a better person. No body. Stop putting the blame all on their parents because it's not just the parents I'm pretty sure Tomoe didn't teach Kagami to "lie" in order to get with a boy. Kagami chose to lie to Adrien in Miracle Queen with her own free will. Nobody said "lie to Adrien" Kagami lied that's her fault Nobody told Chloe to bully and belittle Marinette, Audrey is very shallow and brat-like but I don't recall her ever saying "Chloe bully Marinette" Nobody told Lila to constantly lie and manipulate people hell, her mom doesn't even know she's doing it! None of their parents are responsible for certain shit they do so stop pretending like their innocent kids that have horrible parents. I don't have time to analyze if Kagami is like Chloe and Lila or not because I know she is like them she acts just like them. Treats marinette like crap but acts different when Adrien's around. Simple. I tried to give her character a chance in Oni-Chan but after hearing how she views Adrien and how she acted in Miracle Queen I hated her even more than I did before.

Truth be told, Chloe, Lila, nor Kagami are nothing without Adrien. If we're really gonna go there. Their just some pointless characters that want to get in the way of things and can't stay in their places. Marinette made this show, she's the center of the plot, without her their is no Chloe, without her there is no Lila, without her there is no Kagami.

Call me absent-minded but I see alot of jealous hoes and I'm not with that shit at all. Sorry not sorry

[snarky-badger]

I'm just imagining in the trapped in the elevator story after SO has the baby and V's just like 'it's so small....... a tiny human...' just completely enamored w/ this lil squishy bean. Just. Noodle Dad and smol babby is Good Shit.

Had a bunch of Prompts like this one:

Hey there! Just wanted to say that I absolutely fell in love with your Expecting Venom x Reader story!! 🖤❤️ Do you think there will be a sequel/follow up where Eddie and the reader have a cute discussion about names or Eddie/Venom freaking out over a Braxton Hicks contraction? (And maybe the reader goes, “OMG, it’s fine! I’m fine! Plz calm down!” after Venom fully transforms, scoops her up, and is about to web-swing her to the hospital, or something! XD )            

OMG, I just LOVED your Pregnant Reader x Eddie Brock/Venom story!!!! Do you think you could do another one where the Reader suddenly goes into labor?  

Can we get more pregnant reader with Eddie and the symbiot? Maybe she goes into labor and they are freaking out and after 5 hrs twins are born, one completely human and the other a symboit that already bonded with the human baby and they are a perfect match since they basically grown together.          

Hi don’t know if I’m asking at the right site sorry if I’m not. I was wondering if you could do a venom promt, like a sequel to the Elevator one where the pregnant reader finally gives birth and Venom is immediately mesmerized by the baby after the delivery, maybe have him freak out like a lot of dads do during the labour since he is still learning things about humans? If you already have a sequel to it then just ignore me. Gamer-Kat.

WOW! So much interest for this one! Alright, here we go. I hope this doesn’t disappoint. (I tried to work in the symbiote/baby idea. It’s not quite what was requested, but I hope it’s good enough)

Sequel to ‘Elevator Troubles while Expecting’

EDIT - I have edited the prompt ‘Daddy’s Girl’ to fit in with this. Think of it as a future part of this ‘series’ of prompts.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, babe?”

You grimaced a little as you braced a hand against the living room wall, your other hand clutching at your belly. Pain radiated from your stomach, to your lower back and down your legs, turning standing into an exertion that you really didn’t need. You breathed through it, when spoke once the wave had passed. “I think you should get me to the hospital now.”

His head jerked up and spun towards you so fast you thought he’d broken his neck. “W-What?”

“I’ve been having contractions… for the past hour.”

“The past— Babe! You said you were sleeping!”

“Yes, well, after the Braxton-Hicks incident I wanted to be sure this time.” Said incident had involved a panicking Venom, who had scooped you up and bashed his way out the living-room window - and part of the wall - in the rush to get you to the nearest hospital before you’d been able to explain to him what was going on.

Luckily the Building Manager was a good one. Most of the brickwork had been replaced, and while the ‘window’ part was still boarded up, the Manager had assured you that the order had been put in and it was just a matter of waiting for the custom window to be delivered.

Currently, however, you had bigger problems.

Like Eddie running around the apartment trying to find the bag you’d prepared for your trip to the hospital. “Eddie.”

His voice wavered. You saw little symbiote tendrils start to weave in the air around him, a sure sign that Venom was getting just as flustered. “Yeah?”

Jesus. Did all men get this freaked out? “Hallway closet, top shelf, green duffel bag.”

“Right!”

Shaking your head, you slowly waddled towards the apartment door, thankful for the slip-on sneakers you’d bought two months ago. Bending over just wasn’t possible anymore.

Eddie returned to your side with the needed bag, eyes comically wide. “Cab or web-slinging?”

You opened your mouth, then shut it with a grimace as another wave hit you. You’d had bad menstrual cramps before - had been warned by your OBG/YN that the contractions might feel that way - but this was ridiculous.

“Web-slinging. Definitely web-slinging. Off the rooftop!” you added quickly as Eddie vanished under the darkness of the symbiote, Venom reaching for you once the transformation was complete. “We managed to bullshit our way through one excuse for the wall. I don’t think we can do it again.”

“WE PANICKED A LITTLE,” Venom rumbled to you, voice low with embarrassment, as he gently scooped you into his arms, cuddling you close. He lashed out some tendrils from his back to pick up the duffel bag, anchoring it to him as he used another bit to open the front door.

It wasn’t often that you saw Venom employ stealth. Usually he just went where he wanted to go, and damn anything in his way. Now, he was silent, footfalls making no sound as he darted across the hallway and into the stairwell, bounding up them one flight at a time.

“TALK TO US MORSEL. WE CAN SENSE YOUR PAIN. WHAT DO WE DO?”

That had been the symbiote’s largest issue with your pregnancy. Not the physical changes, or the oddity of a live birth, but the fact that you’d end up in pain. Both Eddie and Venom had zero tolerance for seeing you in pain. They both fretted and hovered, and one of them had a horrible habit of just wanting to kill the source of your torment.

You worried about having them in the room during the actual childbirth.

For now though. “My lower back, can you put pressure on it a little?” Felt a tendril slip under your shirt, spreading across your back and kneading into your flesh, and instantly the seizing sensation eased. “Mm. Thanks. That helps a lot.”

“WE’LL BE AT THE HOSPITAL SOON.” He wasn’t as stealthy as he bashed the rooftop access door open with his shoulder, but you were in the middle of another contraction and couldn’t care. “OH! WE CAN SENSE THAT! HOW FAR APART ARE THEY?”

You glanced at your watch. “T-They’re speeding up. This one is only three minutes after the last one.” The symbiote had read every bit of literature that you and Eddie had brought home, twice, even pestering Eddie into going online so it could learn more. It probably knew more about childbirth than you did at this point.

Venom growled, shifting you in his grip, a thick tendril lashing around your legs, to support you as he freed his right arm and sent a webline out to another building. “HOLD TIGHT. WE CAN GET TO THE HOSPITAL BEFORE YOUR NEXT CONTRACTION.”

Blinking, you obediently curled your arms around his neck, clinging to him as he leapt off the roof. The pull of gravity felt worse than ever before, tugging at something inside you, but you didn’t comment, not when everything blurred past you at a speed you’d never experienced before.

Venom swung around a corner and rebounded off a building before sending out another line, the hand curled around your shoulders tightening a little when you hid your face against his shoulder. It was a rapid paced roller-coaster of ups and downs, pulls and pushes, the wind ruffling your hair as he crossed a quarter of the City in record time.

It was Eddie that landed in a quiet part of the Hospital’s parking lot, his left arm returning to properly cradle you. “Jesus, I didn’t know he could move that fast.”

“Neither did I,” you admitted, feeling the bit of symbiote applying pressure against your back ripple a little.

No one gave you any weird looks as Eddie carried you into the ER, though the triage Nurse was a little slow on the uptake, at least until Venom took over Eddie’s voice and snarled out that you were in labor and to call the doctor now. Then she moved.

Half an hour later - after your water broke and an ER doctor had confirmed that you were ‘officially’ in active labor (no shit Sherlock) - you were in the maternity ward, lying in an uncomfortable bed, in an itchy gown, hooked up to a fetal heart rate monitor. Your legs were in stirrups while a Nurse checked to see how dilated you were. You had a grip on Eddie’s hand, mostly because there was a sheen of white over his blue eyes, a sign that Venom was close to the surface, and you couldn’t tell if the symbiote was just curious or protective.

The next four hours went by normally, so your Nurses told you. You turned down an epidural, but accepted some painkillers. Eddie stayed by your side the entire time, helping you walk when the Nurses suggested that you walk, rubbing your back, fetching you water and ice chips when needed and talking you through the contractions. The symbiote was always just under the surface, evident by the slightly cloudy sheen that turned his eyes grey - something that only you noticed, thank God.

It wasn’t until you were almost fully dilated that the real pain started. Intense cramping, pulling, tightening, waves that left you shaking with every ebb and crest. Eddie became glued to your side, literally, as the symbiote sent out half-camouflaged tendrils, massaging your back and hips, giving you little nudges when you forgot to breathe. At the same time, Eddie encouraged you through each wave, gently using a cold cloth to wipe the sweat from your face, holding you hand when you needed and not complaining when you tried to crush his fingers.

Honestly, there were moments where you wanted to kill him for getting you pregnant.

To say you were relieved when the overwhelming urge to push finally came and a Nurse announced that you were fully dilated and ready to go. You had no idea of how long you’d been at the hospital at that point, everything had just blurred together in the rising and falling of contractions.

Nurses, a doctor for you and a pediatrician for the baby filled the room, the sudden hustle and bustle making your nerves spike a little. But by then the urge to push was massive, and you just wanted the baby out.

They allowed - funny ‘allowed’. Obviously had no clue - Eddie to get behind you on the bed so you were between his legs, back to his chest, helping you to settle into a more comfortable position. It gave the symbiote the opportunity to cover your back and sides, massaging, kneading, where ever it could touch, safely hidden from view by your gown.

You gripped Eddie’s hands and bore down during contractions, gritting your teeth at the stinging, burning, sensation. Jesus Christ, how was the world overpopulated if this is what women had to go though?

Went limp when the doctor told you to stop pushing, leaning your head back against Eddie’s right shoulder, so tired and drained. He nuzzled at you, scratchy stubble itching your cheek, the symbiote kneading your back, pressing against you.

“You’re almost there,” Eddie murmured, kissing your cheek, hands gripping yours tight.

The doctor told you to push when you could, and you shook your head a little. “I-I can’t–”

“Yeah, you can. C’mon. One more.” There was some of Venom’s voice melded with Eddie’s and you shivered as the symbiote rippled against your spine.

With a last herculean effort, your baby daughter was born. Once the doctors cleared her airway, clamped the cord, and deposited her on your chest, she started to fuss and cry. Felt the symbiote go very, very, still against you as you pulled her into a gentle hug, nestling her close to you, hearing Eddie’s breathing hitch a little as he rose a hand to rest it over her back.

“Told you you could do it,” he sniffled, pressing a kiss to your cheek again, though you knew his gaze was locked on his daughter.

Your little Jamie.

The pediatrician took her from you, briefly, cleaned her up a little and checked her over before happily announcing that you had a perfectly healthy, seven-point-two pound little girl.

It wasn’t until you were in your own room, cleaned up, with your daughter in your arms, that Venom felt safe enough to make an appearance. You kept an eye on the door as he slowly approached you, leaning down to peer at the little life in your arms.

“IS… IS IT SAFE TO TOUCH HER?” You’d never heard Venom actually sound nervous before.

“Just watch the talons,” you murmured, smiling when the blackness on his hands rippled, those wicked claws retracting.

Slowly, as if he was almost afraid of her, Venom lifted his little girl into the crook of his right arm, carefully supporting her head the way he’d obviously seen in all the books you’d brought home. Jamie was minuscule in his arms, her little face scrunched up as she slept, one hand nestled to her mouth.

You watched as he ducked his head, gently nuzzling at her, drinking in her scent, just like he did to you. “SHE SMELLS LIKE US MIXED WITH YOU. LIKE…” His voice trailed off, and you saw his pale eyes widen a little.

New motherly instincts went off. “Venom? What is it?”

He licked at her face with the tip of his tongue, blinking when she fussed a little in her sleep. “SHE SMELLS LIKE… LIKE A SYMBIOTE.”

Okay. That wasn’t as bad as your mind was thinking. “You and Eddie are her father. Of course she’d smell like you.”

“NO, MORSEL. SHE HAS YOUR SCENT, YES. BUT SHE DOESN’T SMELL LIKE A HUMAN.”

Okay. That was a little worse. “Which means what?”

One massive shoulder rose and fell in a shrug. “NOT SURE. THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. NEVER KNEW WE COULD HAVE AN OFFSPRING THIS WAY.” He turned his attention back down to the baby in his arms, rumbling softly, purring to her in his own way. She fussed a little more, then opened her eyes - the same steel blue as Eddie’s eyes - and though you knew that she probably couldn’t focus her vision yet, you could swear she was looking back at him.

Venom stared back at her for a moment before his head jerked up, eyes narrowing at the doorway. Moments later, it was Eddie standing in his place, the man looking a little frazzled to suddenly be holding his daughter, though that awkwardness quickly turned into a sort of protective-Dad vibe when a Nurse walked in.

Thank God for keen symbiote senses.

After the Nurse had checked up on you and the baby, you were left alone again, Jamie back in your arms, Eddie perched on the side of the bed so he could look down at her.

“Venom thinks she might genetically, be part symbiote,” Eddie murmured to you softly, relaying the symbiote’s thoughts, since the alien had decided that staying hidden while in the hospital was safest. “That might be why she smells different to him. Which makes sense, I guess. I’m not fully human anymore.”

“I don’t care,” you frowned, keeping Jamie settled close while she nursed at your breast. Deciding that Eddie looked too bummed for such an amazing day, you rose your free hand to Eddie’s face, pulling him down for a kiss. “She’s ours and she’s perfect. So, long she doesn’t go biting the heads off of people before she’s eighteen, I can pretty much adapt to anything.”

Eddie paled a little. “Jesus, I didn’t think of that.”

You grinned as you pecked Eddie on the lips again. “And,if she ends up climbing walls and gets stuck up there, I expect one or both of you to get her down. And when the time comes I’ll even let you handle any potential boyfriends.”

“Boyfriends?!” Venom’s voice growled out of Eddie’s throat before the man whacked himself in the chest, coughing when the symbiote relinquished control.

“Calm down dude,” Eddie muttered. “That won’t be for, like, thirteen years.”

“If you’re lucky.”

“Please don’t rile him up,” he pouted, smirking when you giggled. Smiling, Eddie leaned in to kiss you again, then dropped a softer peck onto Jamie’s head. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. Both of you.”

[alterrune]

"Hack!Anon" here... Well sorry. But I mean... What was I gonna put in there? A month-long code to an arg I will make? (You know... That's a good idea. Give me some time. I assure you that this one is gonna be easier and better than the last.

Yeah, don't worry. He didn't mean to lash out like that, and he said he's sorry. If you're wondering why I'm telling you this and not Alter, that's because Alter is currently cleaning up the blood stain he left on the wall after bashing his head into it. It wasn't visible, but a distinct smell was eminating from it. I'll go check up on him.

(Violet opens the door to the hallway leading to the records, the vault, and the holding cells, where Alter is on a window-washers's platform, cleaning up the mess)

C'mon, come out already! I've been scrubbing you for a goddamn HOUR now, I don't wanna do this for longer!

HEYA ALTER!

(Alter slams onto his back hard in fear, causing the ropes on the platform to become loose.)

OH JESUS CHRIST, WHAT THE F--

(Before Alter can finish, the ropes snap and he plummets.)

SHIT, NO!!!

(A crashing sound is heard, and Violet looks over the balcony, seeing no sign of Alter.)

No, no, no! I couldn't have killed him...I couldn't!

(Suddenly, a red glow comes from behind her, and she looks to see Alter flying above the gap, his eyesockets glowing pure white and a red aura surrounding his body.)

Me? Killed? Don't be ridiculous.

(Alter plops down onto the ground, and Violet runs over and hugs him.)

Oh my god, Alter. You have no idea how happy I am to see you alive.

Don't do that ever again.

I won't. By the way, what was that?

The power of the Alter Rune. Along with flight and a boost of power, I can literally alter reality...

(Alter's hands start glowing red, and he shoots a beam of red energy straight at Violet, leaving red smoke behind. After it clears, Violet is seen with a bushy mustache.)

...like how I just gave you a mustache like RHM's.

...Oh, ha-ha. Real funny, Alter. Get this thing off my face.

Sure thing. I just wanted to do that for some payback.

(Alter does another blast with his hands, and Violet's mustache is gone.)

Thank you. I prefer just the bob-cut, thank you very much...