#They were such a sweet and shy kid before the world hurt them

[skullkxd]

nami keeps making me think about little ree

[rintoorou]

ALOHA, HAWAII — xvi. are you still the same?

(wc: 700-ish)

while you were dating suna rintarou, you kept a mental note about all the things you found interesting about him. you knew he liked his coffee sweet, not bitter. you knew he hated using the salonpas patches but put them on before training anyway. you knew he liked his jelly fruit sticks better when cold. you knew how much he talked in his sleep. you knew he could tie his sister's hair (not just in a ponytail). you knew he disliked stuffed toys and would kick them off your bed whenever you visited the beach house.

"i feel like i'm being stared at," he told you one night.

so it's your surprise that he texts you he's at a pop-up store, filled to the brim with beady-eyed stuffed toys, next in line at the counter. you patiently wait for him outside, watching as kids and teens and their parents flit in and out of the shop. you begin to wonder how much he's changed since college.

suna's with you after five minutes. "did you wait long?" he asks.

"not really," you reply. your eyes are suddenly drawn to the paper bag in his hand, the image of him handing it to his girlfriend back home briefly passes your mind. "what do you want?" you then ask, and suna becomes internally confused when he senses a slight sting in your tone.

he nods towards your feet, "let me see."

suddenly feeling self-conscious, you try to shift his attention to something else and step back. "what? no," you brush him off, playing it cool, "i'm fine. let's just go back." he raises a brow in disapproval yet says nothing more when you begin to walk ahead of him.

but it’s a little difficult for suna to ignore how stubborn you’re being, wincing slightly when he catches sight of the red patch behind your ankles. “doesn’t it hurt?” you hear him say from behind you.

“no.” your plain response drives him to roll his eyes at you, “why in the world would you wear shoes that don’t fit?” there's a little judgment in his tone, similar to when he found out you liked your americano with three extra shots of espresso on your fifth date; underneath it all, you knew that it was because he was just too shy to show that he cared.

you puff air out of your cheeks instead of giving him a verbal answer. two beats pass and suna decides he’s finally had enough.

you’re caught off-guard when suna pulls you back by the elbow, your shoulder brushing lightly against his arm. you open your mouth to say that you're fine and he's overreacting, but he doesn't let you.

instead, he shoves the paper bag in your hands before stepping around you. this effectively shuts you up, and you watch as suna goes off the sidewalk and makes for the convenience store behind you.

it doesn't take long before he returns bringing a small plastic bag with him this time.

suna stretches his arm out towards you, telling you to take it, simultaneously reaching back for the paper bag. you accept it with thanks, but your eyes still flicker towards his with hesitance.

he tilts his head to the side, the corner of his lip quirking up in amusement. "what? do you need me to put it on for you too?" he teases, prompting you to pull the plastic further away from him even if he makes no move to grab it.

you deny how your heart skips a beat and mask your feelings with a sarcastic smile. "you read me so well," you say, opening the box of bandaids. in response, suna puts his hands up in mock surrender, "be worried if i don't."

he watches you intently, snickering when you make an offhanded comment about his design choice. "snoopy? seriously?" you rip the white paper off the adhesive at once, "you couldn't have gotten the transparent ones?"

when you're finished, you pack the bandaids into your bag before continuing your walk with suna. your ankles still sting but the pain is manageable with the bandaids.

"didn't know you and reiko still talked," suna muses after a few moments of silence. he notices the little smile that paints your lips at the mention of his younger sister, "yeah, we do."

you then turn your head to him with your brows furrowed, but look away just as quickly, "she didn't tell you?"

"nope," he answers, popping the 'p'.

you catch his attention when a small laugh escapes you. "good girl," you hum. suna rolls his eyes at this—you know he knows that you're deliberately withholding information about your topics with his sister—but a smile similar to yours graces his lips nonetheless.

"'she's a brat' is what you mean."

"wonder where she gets that from."

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[anundyingfidelity]

WHAT IF...? — Soldier Boy/Ben (2)

Summary: Ben, now as your husband, gives up Vought for good and retires along with you far away from the spotlight and the big cities once you're pregnant with your first child. He knows better than to make the same mistakes his father did.

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x female reader

Word count: 900ish.

Warnings: none, soft Ben, OOC!Ben? idk, this is sweet.

GEN MASTERLIST! — DRABBLES MASTERLIST!

taglist is here!

PART 2

1990

The way back home was tiring to say the least. You and Ben had a weekend shopping schedule. It wasn’t the best idea John had for a funny Saturday, but you could tell he enjoyed being at the mall. He was six already, full of energy, joy, and eager to discover the wonders of the world.

From the passenger seat you moved slightly just to check on your son. He was already snoring in the back seat, drooling and sleeping peacefully as if it was his own bed. The sight of him just made you smile.

“He had a great time, huh?” Ben asked, giving you a side glance. He got better at driving after you gave birth, which you were so thankful for.

“Yeah, I mean, he’d definitely pick a baseball game instead but this is good for him,” you said back. “He’s been at home too much, don’t you think?”

“Hey, it's school break! Do you really love your kid?” Ben teased with a playful smile, you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up. All I mean is that I’d just like him to have friends and talk to other kids, do the normal kindergarten stuff… That’s all.”

Ben nodded more for himself. There have been a couple of weeks already, and he was more than happy to spend time with the little brat, but he got your point. You didn’t want him to be alone and the teacher at kindergarten had told both of you John was having some trouble with making friends and socializing in general. He was shy, but smart and creative, but even the teacher had some issues when talking to him at first. John wasn’t like that at home and it hurted you just a bit.

“Probably we should call Janine and some of the parents that were there in the last parent conference, you still have their numbers. We can do something for our kids to meet outside school,” you suggested.

“I think those moms were hitting on me,” your husband said, taking a last turn on the highway before heading home. He chuckled as low as he could when you patted his arm. You got pretty jealous at the last meeting when those ladies approached him, almost swooning. Even John’s teacher looked like she’d faint anytime. “What? I’m Soldier Boy anyway.”

“You’re an idiot.”

He parked the car outside your house after an hour of driving. There were some cons of living in the outskirts of the city, but as long as his family got the calm and green life around, driving for so long was not a problem.

You took John between your arms, careful of not waking him up. He weighed more and more each year, reminding you he wasn’t a baby anymore. He was taller, a good talker at least with you and Ben, he liked seeing the squirrels in the trees that surrounded the house, and he was very, very smart.

It felt like a day ago you gave birth to him, that he started babbling nonsense, and mere seconds that he started walking little baby steps… Now, his eyes were bright blue, his hair long and blonde, his cheeks sprinkled with freckles just like his dad…

Most of his factions were just like Ben’s mother, and she was beautiful from the old pictures he’d show you before. You were happy John was like an exact copy of her, you knew how much Ben loved her and how much her death hurted for him. John was like a reincarnation of her spirit, now sleeping in your arms.

Ben started to take out the grocery bags and some other stuff you had gotten yourself from the city, most of them puzzles, board games, and teddies John picked back there. As much as you tried to get him to reason to not buy unnecessary things, he would just spoil John a lot. But you understood why he did it. He was nothing like his father, he had time to learn how to be a better man, how to manage his own feelings and slowly, teach John to be a good man, even at his young age. You felt so proud of him, watching him discharge the bags on the kitchen counter with John clinging to you, deep in slumber, his little arms now wrapped around your neck to not let go.

When finished, Ben looked at you with a soft look on his eyes. You, holding his son, was a picture he’d never grown tired of. He would hit himself to confirm it wasn’t just a beautiful dream; it was real. You and John were very real, and he was thankful for giving up the superhero shit already. This could never compare to anything Vought offered to him before; what he built in there with you was everything he ever needed.

“I’m gonna take him to his room,” you mumbled, but before you could walk up the stairs, Ben approached you.

“I’ll do,” he announced in an equally low voice.

“You sure? I don’t want him to wake up-”

“John sleeps like a trunk, trust me,” Ben said, taking the kid softly away from your arms. John immediately wrapped his arms around his dad’s neck, hiding his face on the crook of his neck. He was so exhausted after the trip.

“Right,” you nodded. “Thanks, I love you.”

Ben gave you a charming smile, one that you never could grow tired of. He leaned down to kiss your lips softly, his new and trimmed beard tickling your skin a little.

“I’ll be here in a couple of minutes to help you,” he said.

You watched him disappear on the stairs to the second floor, John deeply sleeping in his strong arms, hugging each other.

Weekend trips like this were monotonous sometimes, but it was okay because you always came back home with your boys after all.

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[ireadyabooks]

5 Books That NEED to Be in Your Beach Bag! 🏖️🌞

All year we have been dreaming about laying out on the beach reading a swoony romance that sets our heats ablaze and the time has finally come! Grab the sunscreen, your favorite pair of sunglasses, and the next book you’ll be raving about to all of your friends! Not sure what book to pack in your beach bag? No worries, we’ve put together our top five books that we’re relaxing in the sand with this summer! Happy reading!

Okay, Cupid by Mason Deaver

From the bestselling author of I Wish You All the Best, the story of a cupid who thinks they know everything about love . . . until they fall in love themselves.

As a cupid, Jude thinks they understand love a little bit more than the average human. It makes sense -- Jude's been studying love their whole teen life. And, yes, there have been some bumps in the road, and they're currently on probation for doing something that they absolutely, definitely shouldn't have done . . . but they're ready to prove they can make matches without ever getting involved.

Only . . . Jude's next assignment isn't about setting up two adults. No, this time Jude has to go to high school, with kids their own age. And the assignment is a tough one: two best friends who are meant to be more than just best friends . . . but who aren't currently speaking to each other after a huge falling out.

Jude thinks they've got this one all under control, and that they won't get involved whatsoever.

Which proves that maybe Jude hasn't learned the first lesson of humans and love . . . It’s complicated.

Start reading Okay, Cupid now!

I Hope This Doesn’t Find You by Ann Liang

Unforgettable, snarky, and romantic, I Hope This Doesn't Find You is Never Have I Ever meets To All the Boys I've Loved Before if Lara Jean wrote hate emails instead of love letters.

Sadie Wen is perfect on paper: school captain, valedictorian, and a "pleasure to have in class." It's not easy, but she has a trick to keep her model-student smile plastered on her face at all times: she channels all her frustrations into her email drafts. She'd never send them of course -- she'd rather die than hurt anyone's feelings -- but it's a relief to let loose on her power-hungry English teacher or a freeloading classmate taking credit for Sadie's work.

All her most vehemently worded emails are directed at her infuriating cocaptain, Julius Gong, whose arrogance and competitive streak have irked Sadie since they were kids. "You're attention starved and self-obsessed and unbearably vain . . . I really hope your comb breaks and you run out of whatever expensive hair products you've been using to make your hair appear deceptively soft . . ."

Sadie doesn't have to hold back in her emails, because nobody will ever read them . . . that is, until they're accidentally sent out.

Overnight, Sadie's carefully crafted, conflict-free life is turned upside down. It's her worst nightmare -- now everyone at school knows what she really thinks of them, and they're not afraid to tell her what they really think of her either. But amidst the chaos, there's one person growing to appreciate the "real" Sadie -- Julius, the only boy she's sworn to hate . . . 

Start reading I Hope This Doesn’t Find You now!

Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Boy meets boy. Boys become friends. Boys fall in love. A sweet and charming coming-of-age story that explores friendship, love, and coming out. Now streaming on Netflix!

Shy and softhearted Charlie Spring sits next to rugby player Nick Nelson in class one morning. A warm and intimate friendship follows, and that soon develops into something more for Charlie, who doesn't think he has a chance.

But Nick is struggling with feelings of his own, and as the two grow closer and take on the ups and downs of high school, they come to understand the surprising and delightful ways in which love works.

Start reading Heartstopper now!

Stepping Off by Jordan Sonnenblick

Jesse Dienstag's favorite sweatshirt says, "The real world isn't real." That's the slogan of the vacation-home community in Pennsylvania where his family has always spent every vacation and weekend for as long as he can remember. In the summer of 2019, as Jesse is about to enter his junior year of high school in New York City, he desperately wants to believe the slogan is true. For one thing, the two girls he loves -- equally and desperately -- are in Pennsylvania, and all the stresses and pressures of his daily life and school are in New York.

But when his parents stop talking to each other, it gets harder and harder for Jesse to maintain his dream life in Pennsylvania. And when Covid shuts New York City down in March 2020 just days after Jesse’s mother leaves his father, Jesse's worlds collide.

Start reading Stepping Off now!

London On My Mind by Clara Alves

Red, White & Royal Blue meets A Cuban Girl's Guide to Tea and Tomorrow in this unlikely London romance by debut author Clara Alves!

Sixteen-year-old Dayana has always dreamed of visiting London -- to walk along the Thames, take pictures outside Buckingham Palace, and maybe even get a glimpse of Arthur, Prince of Wales, whose marriage has been all over tabloids. But the trip of her dreams turns into a royal nightmare when her mother passes away. Now, Day must leave Rio de Janeiro to live with her estranged father and his new family in London.

As it turns out, the U.K. isn't exactly Day's cup of tea. She struggles to forgive her father for walking out on her and her mom all those years ago; fights with her stepsister constantly; detests her stepmother; and she can't even see One Direction in concert because they've been broken up for ages. All she wants to do is trade the rainy skies of London for the sun and beaches of Rio.

That's when she runs into the girl of her dreams -- literally: The coincidentally named Diana, a witty, funny, redhead who was in the middle of . . . escaping Buckingham Palace? Something isn't right here, but it makes Diana all the more alluring. As time passes, and the two girls grow closer, Day can't help but wonder if there is more than a little truth to the rumors surrounding Prince Arthur -- and if Diana might be involved somehow. Is it all in her head, or could Day be caught up in a real-life royal scandal?

Start reading London On My Mind now!

[normal-internet-user]

So I was wondering if you could do Mickey or raph (doesn’t matter) with a reader that ms scared to touch people cause whenever they they somehow hurt them and the reader has been touch starved since a kid so yeah :)

Ok ok, so Touch starved reader who isn't used to physical affection? YOU GOT IT! And I just decided to do headcanons for both raph and mikey, and I did Rise because I love these boys, hope thats ok!

SUNSHINE DUO WITH A TOUCH STARVED READER (SEPERATE)

Mikey:

It's no secret that Mikey is a really touchy person,

Even before you two were offical,

He was always hugging or holding onto you.

So you kinda experienced the, "What the hell is happening rn" shell-shock really early.

(Pun intended, and I nailed it.)

He immediatly noticed your reaction to physical contact and went out of his way ask you for your boundaries.

Sweet boy just wanted you to feel safe and respected.

After you let him know that this much contact is just new to you,

Mikey is immediatly back to his clingy self.

He loves how flustered you get over things as simple as hugs or holding hands.

It makes him feel accomplished.

His favorite thing is cuddling,

Just cause you get so shy.

He thinks it's cute.

Mikey is more than happy to make up for all the love you missed out in your life.

Raph:

Raph is alot more reserved with the physical touch.

Mostly before you guys start dating.

After the confessions, he is definitly more affectionate.

He picks up on your "Wth?" attitude within seconds,

He'll ask whats wrong, if he did something he shouldn't have and so on.

Once he knows that this kind of affection is just really new to you,

He's trying his best to help you get used to certain types of contact.

He starts simple and slow,

The sweetheart doesn't want to make you uncomfortable,

So he starts with holding hands, side hugs,

Just little things like that.

When you guys work your way up to cuddles,

He is literally so happy.

If you get all blushy and shy,

He will love cuddling, like, 10× more.

Raph thinks you are the most adorable thing in the world.

And he will do his absolute best to make you as comfortable as possible.

Like a boss!

............................................

There you are @toxic-chainsaw-666 ! I hope these are to your liking, srry they're rushed, I don't feel very good, as of right now, but I'm doing my best to keep my content flowing!! 💕💕

[oxytoxic-skeletonin]

WHEW just breezed out this little drabble on a whim! For the record, that's the title, not my sincere thoughts on him. (He is an asshole but we all love him)

Sans the Skeleton is an Asshole

Undertale (Set in my Depths in Despair MV, but I made it vague enough it could be on it's own) Ship - Sans x Reader, mentions of Sans x Toriel Content Warning - Alcohol being used to cope, self-deprecation, trauma from being stuck in a time loop.

Sans the skeleton is an asshole. Sans Serif the skeleton, is in fact, the biggest and most ungrateful asshole. Something wonderful, someone wonderful came around. A new blossom of light and kindness in the monotony that has been the RESET phenomena. And that someone wonderful became something so dear to him. That someone wonderful fell in love with the world around them, fell in love with monster kind.

But most importantly? That someone wonderful fell in love with his brother. The light of his life, the one person that no matter what, kept him going. Such a wonderful thing should be celebrated, cherished, protected no matter what.

So why couldn’t he shake that ache in his SOUL? That ache that had him getting the harder stuff from Grillby’s, much to the bartender’s confusion. Normally he’d try not to deviate too hard from the usual, but… Whatever took the edge off.

Sans should be thankful, after all. Someone else was around who finally not just understood, but appreciated and truly loved his baby brother. Everything he hoped for in a partner for Papyrus was right there; sweet, kind, gentle, loyal, funny, puzzle-loving, smarter than she’d give herself credit for, and really cute. Downright adorable when she was frustrated.

But…

It turned out everything he hoped for in a partner for his little brother was, well… Everything he once hoped for in a partner for himself. 

He’d had that before. Had it many times. So many times that he couldn’t feasibly count them. Toriel was one hell of an amazing woman, and stars, did she make his SOUL light up the first hundred times around.

He swore that he’d love her a thousand times over. And to his credit, he did. But each introduction, each time having to pretend he didn’t know her, pretend he hadn’t been best friends with her, pretend he hadn’t put a ring on her, hadn’t had-… … It felt like it left an ache in his SOUL. One that just hurt more and more, the more he kept trying to make it work. It was better that Toriel and he stayed friends. After all, she wanted kids with a partner, and he couldn’t commit to that. Sans loved her too much to put her through how broken he was any more. He swore he wasn’t going to leave her wondering why he would shy away from letting her know too much about him.

He wasn’t going to leave her begging to know why he’d wake up screaming in the night. Wouldn’t ask him who Celeste was, or who Cambria and Corbel were.

That was his burden to bear, no one else’s. 

It was better that way. No more commitments that would be reversed, no more promises that he knew he couldn’t keep, no more “I love you”s that he’d pour out his SOUL into and leave the other monster confused by the depths of it. It was going better.

It was going better. After the countless loops, he figured he’d healed from that ache, learned his lesson, to not get too attached.

And here he was.

Feeling his SOUL sing melodies for someone who was already happily taken.

All because there was some glimmer of hope, from the fact they could remember, that just maybe…

… No, better off that they don’t know. Better off they never know. He knew how he was in a relationship, he knew how hard he was to deal with.

That kind and gentle SOUL didn’t deserve to go through that.

Sans felt for sure, that he definitely didn’t deserve to feel their warmth, their kindness, their love.

And swallowed down that pain with another drink.

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Once, Lily Evans had loved Severus Snape. It hadn't been in a romantic way. She didn't want to date him or be his girlfriend. But she truly loved him as a friend.

Back in the day, Lily thought no one could get her like Severus did. They were close. They got along well. They were interested in the same things. He made her laugh when she was her saddest. She was the only one who could make him snap out of his self pity. They were more than friends. Best friends.

And Lily didn't understand why others didn't like Severus. She didn't understand why others hated him or had something bad to say about him. From her mother who stared at him with reject, to Petunia who couldn't stand him and was always calling him nasty, to her father who didn't like him when he liked everyone "Just think my sweet Lily deserves better friends" he used to say.

Mary and Marlene couldn't stand Severus as well. They said he was weird and rude, that he'd never opened himself to them even if they tried to be friendly.

Then there were The Marauders who were bloody awful with Sev just because he was different (according to Lily). Sev was the victim of James's stupid mean jokes and Sirius’s humiliating pranks. Peter just followed them. They were constantly on him. Making fun of their nose and his hair.

Lily knew Severus was shy. He might have been tackless, serious and might not understand other people's sense of humor. But she knew other version of him. And he was actually funny, he was actually nice. He'd just suffered a lot.

But then Remus came along and he hadn't also liked Severus. He also didn't understand why Lily was friends with him.

That left Lily to be the only one to understand Severus. The only one to like him. And for Lily the rest of the world was crazy. She was against everyone else when it came to Severus.

Not for a second she thought it was Severus's fault. He suffered abuse at home. He suffered bullying and incomprehension from other kids at school. He had no friends for being the teacher's pet, weird, awkward and lonely. Severus was just a poor victim.

"I get that nobody likes me, Lily. I am useless. If my own bloody father doesn't like me, who would? Sometimes I think you're the only person who will love me"

Poor Severus, Lily constantly thought. Why doesn't people try to get to know him and actually like him?

Turned out Lily had been absolutely blind. After she heard Severus telling some Slytherin boys how she was easy and he could and had done what he wanted with her, things started changing between them.

Lily had been doing nothing but forgive him. He messed up, he justified it with the misery he was going through, Lily felt sorry for him, she forgave him. And the cycle started again.

For Lily it was normal and natural. She had seen friends fighting and making up instantly. Why wouldn't Lily give hers another chance? For old times sake.

People did the impossible for the people they loved, right? For their best friends, right? Then why did everything felt so wrong?

Lily had fucked up all the progress she had with James Potter.

"It's so rude not to say hello to someone, Potter!!" Lily sounded like an insane person yelling that after James and the boys had said hello to Mary and Marlene but completely ignored her. To be fair she was sad all the time. She felt guilty all the time. She didn't sleep well, she had lost her appetite and she was losing her concentration in classes.

James Potter gave her a hateful glance and turned without a word left to say. And it hurt. In the past, Lily had begged for Potter to ignore her ass for one second. But that was before getting to know him. That was before the friendship. That was before Petunia's wedding and the kiss they shared.

"What happened between you and Potter, Lily?" Mary asked as The Marauders walked away. James, Sirius and Peter angry and Remus pitiful but loyal to James.

"That man worshipped the floor you walked in" Marlene added with concern.

"You even said that you might fancy him... After your sister's wedding...That you felt like a princess next to him"

Lily had enjoyed every second of it. How she danced with James. How she chatted and laughed with James. Their kiss when Lily was slightly drunk. The way he had been a gentleman with her family. How well he fitted in on the contrary of Sev.

Lily thought she could actually feel things for James. That he could turn into her prince charming. But that was before knowing that he was doing all of it for a game.

"He changed the game, Lily!" Severus had said "How can you be so stupid?! He acted like your friend so that you could fall into his game. Now he has probably bragged to his bloody servants about how he finally got you to kiss him! And you are a fool to believe he is not going to get over you now that you've given in!"

Of course Lily felt guilty for being an idiot. She thought James had changed for real. But Severus reminded her of who she was dealing with. James Potter and his friends had been tormentors of Sev for years. How could Lily betray her best friend like that?

"Don't worry" Severus added as Lily started crying "I have a plan to get back at him"

Not Mary or Marlene knew about how Lily had turned all on her. Telling Potter that the only reason she'd kissed him was to win a bet she'd done with Severus. Although it was false, Lily wouldn't give Potter the satisfaction of having played with her.

"Lily, If what James told me is true, then you were awful with him" Marlene said carefully.

"Now I am the awful one? How about everything he did!" Lily did yell a bit.

"You aren't a spiteful person, babe" Mary prompted "You aren't like this. You wouldn't hurt someone to win a bet"

"You're right!! I'm not a fool anymore! I'm sick and tired of people stepping over me!!"

Now if Lily had told herself she had done the right thing, that Severus was her best friend first and above everyone, then why did she feel so dreadful?

"Come on, Lily" Severus appeared now before Lily could explain anything to her friends "Thought we were having dinner outside"

Marlene immediately rolled her eyes with his presence. Mary tutted with disdain. If Potter was the bad guy, why did the girls like him so much? Why were they rooting for Lily to be with him and not Severus?

"Don't you see she is busy?" Marlene spat.

"We were talking to her, Snape" Mary added.

Why couldn't them get along with Snape if he was as good as Lily thought?

"She agreed to eat with me, didn't you Lily?"

Why did Lily feel so guilty? For her Severus had done the impossible to make her forgive his mistakes. Now Lily was making up for falling into Potter's trap and hurting Severus by kissing him. She was just fighting for her friendship. And his conditions were not getting along with The Marauders. Any of them. It was a sacrifice to make Severus happy. It wasn't even a sacrifice, she didn't like the bullies of those wankers, did she?

"I am sorry, girls" Lily said, swallowing the knot on her throat "I did promise... Sorry"

Lily followed Severus even though she didn't want to. Even though her friends looked worried and irritated. Even though it felt wrong. Why did she feel this way?

She was quiet as they ate. For the first time in the history of their relationship, Severus was the happy one, the chatty one. Lily didn't know how to act anymore. She stared at Severus and wondered who was he? Was she right to trust him?

Through Lily's distraction, she dropped her glass of juice all over the table. She cried in apology as if spilling her juice had been the worst mistake in her life. Then she felt even more awful.

Severus just smiled finding Lily's silliness adorable and amusing.

"Don't worry about it, Lily" he said as he helped her clean.

"I'm so silly" Lily sighed "I ruined our dinner"

Severus chuckled "You didn't"

"I can't get you another plate" Lily said, mostly to get out of there and take a break from him. Why did she want to run away? Severus was staring at her without discretion "I know how much you like meat pie... You were enjoying it..."

"I love you, Lily" Severus responded with a snort.

How much Lily had dreamed for a boy to fall in love with her, like in the novels. She fantasized about romance. And she thought no one would glance at her that way.

When Severus almost kissed her on New Year's, she even considered giving him a chance. Didn't she read about the girl who realized at the end of the movie that she had been in love with her best friend all along?

But then Severus had fucked it up miserably. Now he hadn't stopped saying it since they fixed things. He had confessed his feelings claiming what he felt for Lily was real, on contrast of what Potter felt. But everytime Severus said it, Lily felt more and more uncomfortable.

For some reason it didn't sound genuine. It sounded awful. It sounded as if she was his most precious possession. As if he owned her or something.

"I'm sorry" Severus snorted and rubbed his neck as he saw how Lily stiffened. "I just can't stop saying it now... I just love you"

When he scooped closer, Lily flinched and froze.

"I know you don't feel the same, Lily" Severus sighed "But I promise I am going to make you love me... We're going to be so happy that you won't even remember everything that wanker did to you"

Lily was too frozen and uncomfortable to respond. She was actually glad her food was covered in juice because she wasn't hungry anymore.

Then Severus pulled her in for a hug and Lily's eyes filled with tears. It wasn't comfortable hugging him. She didn't feel butterflies. She didn't even feel the tender she used to feel for him. She felt disgust. She didn't know if it was of him or herself.

Lily was starting to believe that Severus Snape wasn't the man she thought he was. Maybe the world wasn't wrong. Maybe they were all right and she was the one to be mistaken. There was a reason why everyone hated Snape. Perhaps they all saw what she failed to see.

If Lily had to stop being friends with who she wanted because of Severus, if she had to stop doing what she pleased, change and live for him, then maybe this was a toxic relationship.

Maybe Severus didn't love her at all. He was just obsessed with her. So Lily considered for a second about leaving him. But she was scared of hurting him. She was scared of breaking his heart. She still had little care for him. Would she be able to cut him off?

"Sometimes, you just have to choose yourself above others, sunshine" the voice of her father said inside her head.

Lily knew what she had to do. She just had to find the right moment.

[darlingrini]

Can you info dump on Ricky and Darius??? Cant find their stuff anywhere lmao

Yeah Course I can >:3 tbf I haven't written a whole lot I feel on tumblr XD or about them?? I can just recap all the info I have as I can't recall what I've written before:

Darius is a Unicorn King who calls you Starlight. He is a part of a magical world where once ruled a royal family led by the Red Bull King who was tyrannical and kept the other races under a iron grip. Especially the Unicorns due to their magical abilities. After the death of his mother Darius goes on a path of vengeance making a pact with a Eldritch Angel for magical ability's and after decades of training finally confronts the Red Bull Kingdom and basically annihilates the king taking the Kingdom over for himself. However along the way he's lost his grip on humanity and the cost of his pact has left him to essentially become another type of tyrant. Albeit one who much more favors the lower classes and magic. You are one of the servants that once served the old king and is now set to work for Darius. He is allured by your unique nature and dubs you his favorite almost immediately. He is a spoiling type of lover, and one who absolutely desires 100% loyalty and attention and gladly gives it in exchange. He is overly dramatic, absolutely charming, and will not be afraid to lock you up in a tower with the finest things in order to keep you to himself. He will treat you well but you'll essentially be trapped in a gilded cage.

Ricky Franko is your childhood bully turned current manager at your most recently new office job. He's always been a pain in your ass despite the fact you two started off as friends when you were little kids. While to you he appears to be rather rude and has absolutely no filter when it comes to talking to people. He was a sport jock in HS, dragged you to prom or at least glared at whoever you did take, and the two of you only separated once college hit. However by fate you end up back working in his office where he is the lead manager! (not done by him pulling strings at all no sir-). Ricky comes from a very wealthy family which does somewhat mess with his perception of life. The third oldest of 6 children he doesn't talk much to his brothers and sisters. And was often babied by his mother who is a Karen of all Karens. But despite Rickys rough exterior he's actually rather sweet underneath with a love for poetry and honestly wishes to just have a dream romance as corny as a hallmark movie with you. (Which btw he does like hallmark movies he wont admit it to you but still). When he's not being a rude little bully he's daydreaming romantic scenarios and leaves you anonymous love poems and such on your desk. However god forbid anyone else trying to take credit for his love notes as they'll get fired, literally. Ricky is very much a tsundere and while he would never physically hurt you he will defiently be a brat and say mean things. However its all easily softened if you give him sweet words or touch him in anyway and he immediately melts into a shy baby. He has a soft spot for guinea pigs and despite his brutish nature he's actually quite smart especially in mathematics. And while he is a strict boss he tries to be fair to everyone (except you, you get spoiled as much as he can get away with-)

[blakeswritingimagines]

Being best friends with Helena Targaryen

Helping her when she's overcome with different emotions or when her family brushes off whatever she says.

Being the main one to really listen to her visions or predictions and being on her side about them.

Telling each other everything from who is trying to get your attention, her marriage to Aegon, books, what if life was different for you both, and her lighting up as she tells you about different bugs she got to see.

Having tea together and going for calming walks through the gardens as you enjoy time together.

Bullying Aegon into being a nice brother and husband to her since she's a pure little sweetheart and doesn't deserve his bullshit, and making sure she knows that whatever Aegon does within their marriage isn't her fault and that she's special and Aegon's problems are just undealt with.

Helping her not be so shy and making sure people listen when she's trying to talk no matter who it is.

Hanging out with her so much by reading together, baking if you can, and standing together during court/parties so much so that Alicent is constantly being reminded of her time with Rhaenyra.

Literally never letting anything or body hurt her no matter your size or stature, once she's hurt your more worse to deal with than Alicent when Aemond lost his eye.

Helping her take care of her kids and being a godparent to them.

Her being most comfortable around you and always gives you sweet and gentle touches to help show her appreciation and even gifting you her hard worked on embroideries.

She adores taking walks in the woods. She’d probably pick a basket of berries to take with you, then you both would find a beautiful spot in the woods under a shade tree to rest and enjoy the sights and sounds of the forest. She would create many new memories with the person she trusts most in the world.

You both could go riding, to spend time together. Her sweet dragon could use the air and she loves getting to share that time with you.

Finding stray animals and taking them in together caring for them and if pushed by everyone else looking for the owners before getting the idea to get your own shared animals.

She loves to read a lot, mostly history and religious books, from both the Andals and Old Valyria, she loves to paint and she likes to write poetry too. She's also a great dancer, she can dance with anyone and she's a great gardener, her favorite flowers are roses and her favorite tree is the cherry tree. She likes watching the stars, the moon, and the sunset.

Well, you'll play cyvasse and sometimes you'll have private concerts together and share with the world all our passion through music and dance.

Taking walks through the streets of flea bottom and pretending to be common folk. To be silly and carefree. But no one knows what it's like to be a high title and she enjoys not having a care in that moment especially if the kids are with you both.

Having been practically inseparable since you were children regardless of your title. The majority of your free time is spent reading or sewing together, and sometimes on long nature walks or horse riding. She shares a love of beautiful things as you can see from her new jewelry, and spend much time discussing fashion and the latest trends.

Our favorite activities are reading, walking in the gardens, having picnics, and stargazing. We always have the most interesting conversations. Just as much as she loves learning about your lands and people, she feels important that you want to learn about her family and the Seven Kingdoms as much as she gets into it and speaks more than anybody has ever heard from her.

She would spend as much time as she can with you, listening to your problems, having fun together, and laughing when you tell her a joke. She would show you the same love and care, and she would always be there for you when you need her. She believes her best friend is the greatest blessing she could have in this world other than her kids, and she wants you to know how much she values your friendship.

[ladyinwriting18]

A Mouth Stuffed Full (Jack Gladney x You)

Summary: Jack just wants to get some rest, but you just want to cum. I guess that's how you end up with your mouth stuffed full.

Words: 3,419

Warnings: Pure smut. Daddy kink, younger woman/older man, PIV sex, spanking, rough, gagged with a leg warmer. Author's Note: Surprise! Happy Valentine's Day!

Today had been a wonderful day.  You smile to yourself at the thought and stretch out on the bed you share with your boyfriend. The sound of him lightly humming while he brushes his teeth carries it’s way from the bathroom. Your smile only grows wider. You didn’t think you could possibly love Jack Gladney anymore than you already did, but after spending the day at the aquarium with him and two of his children you were all the more smitten.  

You adored everything about Heinrich and Steffie.

How different they were and yet both wise beyond their years. In different ways of course. Heinrich, the older of the two, consumes any sort of knowledge he could. Anything from survival tips, science, to world history. Heinrich wants it all. Steffie on the other hand, her wisdom is based in her emotional maturity. She’s in tune with the emotional needs of those around her–especially her father. You knew Jack had other children who mostly lived with their mothers but Heinrich and Steffie had lived with him during his last marriage. You also knew that he missed having them in his home. That was your main goal in wanting to meet them. So that Jack might ask them to come live with him again. He was hesitant, you knew because of how badly things fell apart with his ex-wife. He had thought that would be the last time. That he wouldn’t have to start over. Sadly, he had lost more than a wife in the divorce, but the home they built together. It had been the cause of the walls around Jack’s heart. The ones you had to slowly break down at the start of your relationship. It had all been worth it for the tender love you had found within him. You didn’t want to be like Babette, or any of his other partners. You didn’t want to betray him, misuse him or lie to him. 

And most importantly, you didn’t want to be the reason he stopped himself from reforming his family. 

Jack emerges from the bathroom wearing a pair of plaid boxers and a loose fitting white t-shirt. He moves a little slower than usual. His back must be hurting after their adventurous day. None of that changes how attracted you are to him. Your sweet salt and pepper haired man. Maybe what your man needed was a nice back rub and an orgasm. 

You scootch over and turn on your side so he has room to lay on his side as well. The moment he’s comfortable, one of his arms circles around your middle and pulls you towards him. You snuggle in close and he nudges your nose with the tip of his. “How’s my girl?” With your faces only inches apart you merely need to whisper to reply. “Perfect.” Softly, he chuckles before giving you a squeeze. “Is that so? I’m guessing someone had a good day today?” You nod your head enthusiastically. “I had an amazing day! Heinrich and Steffie are all that you said and more.” Jack hums in agreement and then adds, “Maybe next time you’ll listen to me when I say not to worry.” Your nose scrunches up as you pout. “I wanted them to like me.” “And they did. Heinrich liked that you didn’t shy away from his dry sense of humor and demeanor. And if I remember correctly Steffie was holding your hand by the end of the day.” You smile at the memory. “Promise me that we’ll spend more time with them?” You scoot closer and swing your leg over his hip. “I want you to be able to be a father to your kids. I don’t want to get in the way of that.” Jack coos in the back of his throat and cups your cheek. “Shhh, don’t say such things. You could never get in the way of that.” He starts peppering your face with kisses and whispers in between them. “And besides, I want you to be a part of it….A part of my family.” Your heart soars at his words. “Oh Jack. I want that too! Hearing you say that makes me so happy.” Your arms wrap around his neck and nuzzle your body into his. With your leg over his hip it makes it easier for you to grind against his groin. You breathe into his ear, suddenly feeling rather needy. “Oh sweetheart as much as I would love to spend the rest of the night buried inside you, I’m exhausted.” You whine and continue wiggling against him but all Jack does is stroke the top of your head. “I’ll make it up to you sweet girl. You have my word, but right now Daddy needs to rest.” Normally hearing him call himself ‘Daddy’ would set you aflame but you can tell that isn’t his current goal. No, this is to gently remind you that no amount of whining would get you what you wanted. Your movements stop, your chest deflating in defeat. You nod your head and tell him you understand. And truthfully you do. He has every right to be tired after waking up early, introducing you to his children, spending the entire day walking around the aquarium, and then driving over an hour home so the two of you could make dinner for everyone. 

Your poor Jack must be dead on his feet. Honestly so are you, but you also had so much to celebrate. Having the approval of Heinrich and Steffie means everything to you, and now that you have it all you want to do is sink down on their father’s cock. Jack reaches over to switch off the lamp on his nightstand. The movement alone has him yawning. You feel much too guilty to press the issue but maybe you could get him in the mood some other way…. His arms return around you ready to hold you close while he sleeps but you have other ideas. You shimmy out of his grasp and sit up. The room is dark except for the moonlight that softly peers in through the windows. It allows you to see the pout forming on Jack’s lips. “Come back here.”

He practically whines the words like a petulant child.

You giggle and give his chest a loving pat. “I need a drink of water before I die of thirst. Do you want one?” “No sweetheart, I’m alright. Just hurry back? I sleep better when I’m holding you.” Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Maybe you should behave and let the poor man sleep. But the hungrier side of you isn’t satiated. It needs to be fed. You leave a quick kiss to his forehead, hop out of bed and head into the bathroom. The first thing you do after you shut the door is turn on the facet to make it seem like you’re really taking a quick drink, when in actuality you’re stripping out of your sweatpants and slipping something else up your legs. You can’t hold in your mischievous giggle. Jack wouldn’t be able to resist you wearing nothing but a baggy tee-shirt, underwear and a pair of legwarmers. For whatever reason he loves seeing you prance around in a pair. You weren’t sure what it was about them that got him so hot, but that wouldn’t stop you from using them to your advantage. You tiptoe back into bed and curl up next to him with your head on his chest before slinging a leg over his. “Goodnight Daddy.” You sigh, pretending you’re about to fall asleep. But not even a moment of silence passes before Jack’s voice rings throughout the darkened room. “What are you wearing?” His tone is so stern you can hear the way he grits his teeth. You’ve been caught. The question is, do you fess up or play dumb? “Hm? What do you mean? It’s just an oversized shirt and a pair of underwear.”

He breathes out hard from his nose, sounding more like a huffing bull than a man. “On your legs, Little One.” It’s clear that you’re pushing your luck. You know you should quit while you’re ahead, but where was the fun in that? “Oh! My legs were feeling a little cold, but you know how much I hate wearing pants to bed. So I figured I would put on a pair of leg warmers instead.” “Do you really expect me to believe that?” You look up at him and give him your best ‘innocent girl’ look. “Believe what, Daddy?” SMACK!

The sound of his hand across your asscheek rings out through the room. Fuck that hurt. You don’t have time to even blink before Jack is hauling himself out of bed and dragging you along with him. You yelp in surprise but before you know it he has you pinned down on your stomach with your hands behind your back. He presses his now very hard cock against the swell of your ass. Not even his boxers could contain it. You gasp at the feeling. You were hoping the leg warmers would entice him but you had no clue it would be that instantaneous.

Jack huffs in your ear, “Didn’t I say I needed to sleep? You heard those words leave my mouth, did you not?” You find that you can only manage to weakly nod. “Then why are you dressed like this? Are you that impatient that you can’t wait until morning?” This time you shake your head and whine out an apology. “I can’t wait, Daddy. I’m sorry. I need you too badly.” He huffs again and pulls back a bit to straighten his spine. “You're such an insatiable little slut for this cock.” SMACK! 

He smacks your ass just as hard as before. Your hips jolt on impact as you try to muffle your strangled cry into the bedsheets. But it seems Jack isn’t quite through. SMACK! 

The third blow surely leaves his handprint behind. “You put on the leg warmers on purpose, didn’t you?” You don’t answer quick enough— SMACK!  

“I expect an answer.” “Yes, Daddy! Yes! I did it on purpose.” Still standing behind you, he starts roughly tugging down your underwear. You don’t fight it, just move how you need, to help aid him in taking them off. He leaves you bent over the edge of the bed in only your nightshirt and the leg warmers. Your ass and damp cunt on full display. You don’t dare turn around to look but you know his eyes are on you, drinking you in and committing every pore to his memory. He loves staring at you, especially your cunt. He likes to see how wet it can get, likes to watch his cum dribble out of it, he even likes catching you in the shower with a washcloth between your legs as you clean it. It’s what he’s doing now–watching and letting you squirm as he does. Just when you think you’re about to die from waiting, you hear shuffling behind you. The waiting must have been driving him equally as crazy because the sounds you hear are Jack stripping out of his clothes. When he presses against you again you feel nothing but his hot naked flesh. You wiggle back, loving how his cock throbs against you. He grips your hips, fingers digging in to keep you in place. “I want you to say it.” You peak over your shoulder, the confusion evident in your expression. “Say what?” “I want you to tell me exactly what you were hoping to gain by putting these on.” You whine, now understanding what he wants. “And I’ll know if you try playing clueless again, so don’t even try it.” You nod, still looking over your shoulder to answer. “I wanted to turn Daddy on enough that he couldn’t sleep. I hoped… seeing me wearing the leg warmers would make your cock so hard that you’d have no choice but to…fuck your little girl.” The tip of his cock prods at your entrance. “Well, it seems that the little girl got her wish.” You gasp at the feeling of him slowly entering you. You’re not nearly wet enough to easily take the soda can thickness of his length. The stretch overwhelms you and leaves you whimpering.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, Little One? Daddy’s cock?” You hiss out a ‘yes’ as every inch slips slowly in. “Then take it.” It’s not a request. But then again it never needs to be. You’d take his cock with your last dying breath. It isn’t long before he’s buried in balls deep. You breathe out his name with such reverence. Like one does when whispering the name of God. Jack hums in response. His fingers rub soothing circles against your hips. “God, you fit me like a glove.” “Daddy’s perfect fit.” You dreamily purr, your body relaxing now that it feels whole. You hear him chuckle. He sounds more like himself now—relaxed and warm. His displeasure over your behavior is seemingly forgotten. “Mmmh that’s right, babygirl. Are you ready for me to move?” “Uh-huh! Please fuck me Jack.” You grind your hips back to prove a point. He chuckles again, but this time also shushing you. “Easyyyy, I’ll give you what you need. Just keep your voice down, it is the middle of the night.” You nod in agreement just as he starts working his cock in and out of you. His thrusts start slow but even those have your eyes rolling into the back of your head. 

One of Jack’s hands winds around your hip to come between your thighs. He knows your body like a roadmap and finds your clit in seconds. His nibble fingers stroke you just the way you like. Before you’re able to stop yourself, you tilt your head back and moan. “Shhh!” He scolds, “Or do you want my children to hear you crying on their father’s cock?” You aren’t sure why, but his words make your core pulse.

Of course you don’t want to be caught, but the fact that the two of you are fucking while the kids are in the house feels so…...deliciously filthy.

You promise him that you’ll stay quiet and his movements resume. Steadily his pace picks up, causing a wet slapping like sound to fill the space. His breathing comes out in hushed raspy gasps. It’s obvious staying silent is just as much of a struggle for him. 

You’re also trying your best to muffle the sounds that leave your throat, but it’s no use, every time he thrusts forward the head of his cock touches your g-spot. His next thrust has you moaning a little too loudly, halting his movements again. “Sweetheart, we’re going to have to stop if you get any louder.” “Please don’t stop! I’m trying Daddy. I swear I’m trying.” You’re prepared to continue pleading, but the undeniable smugness of your lover’s voice silences you. “Is that so? Perhaps my little girl needs a gag.” Your first thought is that you didn’t own one so how could he–? Without warning his cock slips from your depths and you nearly sob at the loss. But Jack’s right there to sooth you, “I’m not going anywhere, sweet girl. Just give Daddy a minute.” 

Knowing that he wouldn’t lie about something like that, you settle down and watch him from over your shoulder. He seems to be….bending a little….maybe reaching for something? Something starts to yank down one of the leg warmers. You quickly realize it’s Jack. But why would he want to take them off? You aren’t left to pounder long because the moment he’s removed one, he leans back over your body. In his hand he holds the balled up leg warmer. “Well? Do you need to be gagged while taking my cock?” You swear you can hear your heart pounding between your ears. You’ve never been gagged before. There’s never been a need for it inside of your boyfriend’s big empty house. But now, not only is there a necessity for silence but the thought of being gagged while he filled your cunt has your mouth watering. To answer his question you stick out your bottom lip in a pout, “It’s too hard to stay quiet when Daddy’s cock feels so good.” He chuckles, grinning from ear to ear before booping your nose with the leg warmer. “Then say ‘ah’ for me.” You obey and Jack pushes the fabric into your mouth. He watches for any sign of discomfort or difficulty breathing before reminding you that your hands are free and should you need, not to hesitate to remove the gag. You nod and spread your legs wider with a whimper. By now you’ve dripped all over your inner thighs.  Seeing this, he doesn’t hesitate in lining himself back up so he can sink inside you again.

It’s easier to take him now that he’s fucked you open, but still you groan against your gag.

“That’s it. Take Daddy inside like you’re meant to.”

He sounds desperate.

So desperate that he doesn’t bother waiting to be completely inside before thrusting into you. His thrusts are no longer slow but rough and deep. He’s hitting all your spots and it isn’t long before his hand returns to your clit.

“Is this what you wanted? To have your mouth stuffed full while being pounded into our mattress?”

You try to moan out a ‘yes’ but it just sounds like garbled noises. Your hands ball into fists around the sheets, holding on for dear life as Jack’s hips sharply smack against your ass.

Neither one of you could handle dragging this out any longer. All that’s on your minds now is cumming and then falling asleep in one another’s arms.

He strokes your clit faster, rubbing firm circles on the tiny bud until your cunt is clenching around his cock.

“Fuckkkkk.” Jack growls, almost too loudly and grits his teeth to stop himself. “Squeeze Daddy just like that. Strangle my cock, babygirl.” He sucks air into his lungs, as his thrusts become sloppy but not once does he stop. “This fucking little first rate pussy is all mine.” 

You don’t know if it’s his words, being gagged by your own legwarmer, or the fact that you’re fucking with his kids sleeping just down the hall but you’re just on the edge.

You can’t form words with the gag in but still you try. How Jack manages to decipher their meaning you have no idea.

And frankly, you don’t fucking care because you’re seconds away from making a mess all over his cock.

“Go on, Little One. Cum. Daddy is right behind you.”

That’s all you needed to hear.

Your orgasm crashes over you, robbing the oxygen from your lungs. You’re thankful for the gag because without it you surely would have screamed out his name into the night air.

The feeling of your cunt gushing around him triggers his own release. He fully leans over you, his belly pressed to your back as he hides his face in the crook of your neck, using it to stifle his own moan.

He thrusts once and then twice more, filling you to the brim with his cum. You rock backwards against him, both of you riding out your orgasms.

With his cock still inside you, he pulls the gag from your mouth, making it easier for you to catch your breath. You both could have stayed like this for the rest of the night but Jack’s knees would suffer come morning.

Reluctantly, he slips his softening length from you and practically swan dives back into bed onto his back. He’s still panting a little, but grunts and tugs at you to communicate he wants you next to him.

You want the same, so you crawl from your spot on the side of the bed and flop down beside him.

Neither one of you bother to fix or rearrange your clothing—both too exhausted to do anything other than curl up next to each other.

You find yourself in a similar position from the start of the night. You’re head on his chest with a leg swung over his. The only difference is now you actually want to sleep.

Jack lovingly pats your bottom and yawns, “Next time you wait till morning like you’re told.”

Your eyes are closed but still your mouth curls into a smile, “Yes Daddy.”

[dracoqueen22]

For Quiet-Shadow, who asked for Barret & Yuffie -- Preparing for a Teenage Daughter

Barret’s head hurts. 

Barret’s head hurts, and his ears are ringing, and he swears, if that ninja says one more stupid joke or yells another stupid insult, he’s going to toss her off the mountain and gleefully count every ridge she hits on the way down. 

Barret sighs. 

No, he won’t actually do that, but if it gives him a moment of peace, he’s tempted. Yuffie is loud and obnoxious. She never stops talking. She’s definitely hiding something. 

Yes, she saved their asses a few times. And yes, she’s very skilled for someone her age. But gods, she is loud, and Barret’s getting too old for this. 

“You look exhausted,” Tifa says. She sounds like she’s laughing at him, but the only thing on her face is that secretive, shy smile she carries. 

Think she’s a big tough woman, Tifa does. And tough she is. Tough as nails, punches like a tank, and takes down things ten times her size without breaking a sweat. She’s got a gentle heart and a sweet soul, though, and this world just isn’t made for a sweet soul anymore. 

Barret will do whatever he can to help her keep it though. World needs more of them, more people like Tifa. 

“Long climb,” Barret says as he trudges along in Yuffie’s wake. He’ll take age and experience over youth any day of the week, but fuck, he could use a drop of that youthful energy right about now. 

He hasn’t climbed this mountain in years. He didn’t think he’d be climbing it again so soon. 

“Right. It’s the climb,” Tifa says, and that smile’s louder in her voice now. She’s got that teasing edge, and Barret just knows she’s about to say some fool thing that’ll get under his skin. “It’s not at all our newest, most energetic friend.” 

Barret sighs. “She’s useful in a fight, and we could keep on saying no, but she’d be lurking around. Merc made the right choice in keeping her where we can see her but…” 

“But she’s just a kid?” Tifa says. 

“Something like that,” Barret says, right as Yuffie springs up into a tree and shades her eyes with her hand, squinting up the mountain. 

“Hurry up, people!” she hollers loud enough to echo off the rocks and scare off a clump of birds resting their wings for a minute. “The mat– the robed guys are climbing faster than you!” 

Tifa hides a giggle in her hand, like Barret can’t see it. “Marlene will be that age soon enough, you know.” 

“She will not!” Barret says, whirling on her. “My sweet little Marlene may be that age, but she’ll never act like that.” 

“Oh, she will,” Tifa says. She tucks her hands behind her back and skips ahead, only to look back over her shoulder. “All teenage girls do. You’ll just have to think of this as practice.” 

Barret shakes his head. No, not his sweet little girl. She’s always going to be kind and generous and polite. She won’t make a ruckus or put herself in danger, or run around the world barely dressed without anyone to watch her back. 

Absolutely not. 

“Hey!” Yuffie hollers, her hands cupped around her neck. 

A vein in Barret’s neck starts to pulse. “Lower your voice!” he hisses at her. He stomps over to the tree and glares up into the spindly branches. “You want every monster and fiend and ShinRa goon to hear you?” 

“Pfft. I’m not scared.” Leaves rain down before Yuffie drops out of the tree with an exaggerated landing. She grins. “Hah. Nailed it.” 

“It’s not about being scared,” Barret grinds out. “I thought ninjas were supposed to be stealthy?”

Yuffie beams and gives him a thumbs up. “We are where it counts!” 

“Practice,” Tifa sings as she strides past, and Barret’s eyebrow twitches again. Tifa’s barely older than Yuffie. She’s a better example for Marlene anyway. 

Not this ruffian. 

“Well, it counts right now,” Barret says. “Zip your trap and get going. We got a job to do.” 

Yuffine plants her hands on her hips and gives him an exaggerated frown that Barret swears echoes Marlene last week when she didn’t want to eat her peas. “You’re not the boss of me.” She pushes her nose to the air. “Keep that up and I’ll let the Bloatfish get you.” 

“I don’t need your help!” Barret snaps as Yuffie skips away, hurrying to catch up to Tifa. 

She spins and sticks her tongue out at him. “Nyah!” 

Barret growls. “You little–” 

Yuffie promptly trips on a rock and falls on her ass. Probably would’ve tumbled right off the edge of the cliff if Tifa hadn’t grabbed her arm. “Ow! I’m blaming you, Barret!”

No. No way. His sweet, precious baby girl is never going to meet Yuffie, and she’s never going to turn into a teenager. Nope. She’s going to stay Daddy’s Little Angel her whole life. 

Marlene’s not allowed to grow up. 

That’s all there is to it. 

“You should probably watch where you’re going,” Tifa admonishes as she hauls Yuffie up and checks her over for any real injuries. 

“A ninja always knows where she’s going,” Yuffie declares as she dusts off her shorts. “That was just, uh, a check of your reflexes. That’s right. I was checking to see how quick you are.” 

“Sure you were,” Tifa says, not that Yuffie sticks around to hear it. She’s bounding further up the trail between one blink and the next, before she abruptly veers toward a wall and takes out that stupid piece of chalk for another pointless drawing. 

“So the others don’t get lost,” she says as she graffitis Mount Corel at every available opportunity. 

Barret sighs and trudges along after them. His head hurts, and his ears are ringing, and one day, his baby girl is going to grow up into one of those things. 

Life just ain't fair. 

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[princesssarisa]

Winifred Sanderson for the character ask

Favorite thing about them: Her sheer flamboyance and zest for her wicked deeds, and her perfect blend of comedy and genuine dangerousness. She's a villain I love to hate.

Least favorite thing about them: Well, she is an evil, child-murdering witch, and she abuses her sisters too.

On a meta level, I might have some concerns about a well-known Jewish actress (who's very "Jewish looking" too, with her frizzy red hair and big nose) playing a witch whose particular brand of evil, sucking out children's life force in a magic ritual, has some obvious parallels with the blood libel legend. But of course the parallels between antisemitic stereotypes and witch stereotypes are common throughout all media with witches. Besides, the character isn't Jewish, she's from a Puritan village in colonial Massachusetts, and if Bette Midler had no problem playing the role (in fact she calls it her all-time favorite role), why should anyone else object?

Three things I have in common with them:

*I like to sing and perform.

*I'm sensitive to rude remarks about my looks.

*I like Halloween.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I don't have red hair.

*I've never murdered anyone.

*I don't have any sisters.

Favorite line:

Her first line, printed on quite a bit of Halloween merchandise:

"Oh, look. Another glorious morning. Makes me sick!"

Her curse just before being hanged:

"Fools! All of you! My ungodly book speaks to you! On All Hallows' Eve, when the moon is round, a virgin will summon us from under the ground! (laughs) We shall be back! And the lives of all the children shall be mine!"

When she sees a school for the first time, judging by its appearance and its smell of children:

"It is a prison for children!"

About Dani calling her "ugly":

"She really hurt my feelings... She doesn't even know me! You know, I always wanted a child, and now I think I'll have one... on toast!"

When she brings Billy Butcherson back as a zombie:

"Unfaithful lover, long since dead, deep asleep in thy wormy bed! Wiggle thy toes! Open thine eyes! Twist thy fingers toward the skies! Life is sweet, be not shy! On thy feet! So sayeth I!"

In response to being told "Go to hell!":

"Oh! I've been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely."

And as a bonus, from the Hocus Pocus Villains Spelltacular show at Walt Disney World, when she laments that she and her sisters don't have any friends, and Sarah says "We're friends":

"No, we're sisters. I have to like you."

brOTP: Her sisters Mary and Sarah, even if she does treat them shabbily most of the time.

OTP: None, unless there's a man out there who wants to be poisoned and have his mouth sewn shut if he makes one wrong move.

nOTP: Thackery Binx, Max Dennison, or Billy Butcherson.

Random headcanon: During the 300 years she and her sisters spent in hell after their execution, she met several of the classic Disney villains (who of course were killed in their own stories), like Maleficent, the Evil Queen, Ursula, Gaston, Scar, and Frollo. Her interactions with them were very interesting.

Unpopular opinion: I'll say the same thing I did about her sisters. I wish the Boo to You Halloween Parade at Walt Disney World had only dressed Minnie Mouse as Winifred for the 30th anniversary of Hocus Pocus in 2023. Ditto for Clarabelle Cow as Mary and Daisy Duck as Sarah. I wish they hadn't kept it for this year's parade too. Hocus Pocus is really a movie for middle schoolers and older, not for the little kids Minnie and friends appeal to the most. The costume does look cute on Minnie, but still.

Song I associate with them: What else?

Favorite picture of them:

[hellcatinnc]

Fluffruary Day 3 - Sweet & Cozy

(Cozy Shelter)

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Warning This includes: SFW (Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: sfw, fluff, romance, romantic, love in the rain, umbrella trope, rain trope, rampo, bungo stray dogs, bungou stray dogs, ranpo, crush, sweet love, candy, ice cream, cute love, kawaii, sweet kisses, kissing, ice cream date, innocent, pure

Word Count: 2,163

Feature: (BSD) Ranpo x Fem! Reader

Theme: Cozy Shelter

@fluffruaryprompts

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You got up you had just moved into this new apartment you were surrounded in with boxes still. You sigh and wipe your eyes heading to the kitchen you go to grab for the coffee and realize you hadn't gone grocery shopping yet, since you got there too late. You felt this was going to be a long day so you were going to walk to the nearest grocery store get a few things for the day at least. You get dressed fast and headed out the door fixing your hair as you walk down the stairs and head towards the store. You get to the store and right beside it looks like a ice cream shop. Its been forever since you had fresh ice cream, you think whats it going to hurt having some before you grocery shop. It isn't good to shop hungry and the ice cream would coat your stomach. After you talked yourself into it you grabbed for the door as someone was rushing out and they ran into you.

You fell back on to the pavement now with ice cream dripping off your face, you look up and meet these beautiful green eyes. His weight you could feel the pressure against your body and although you were covered in ice cream you surprisingly were very warm. He leaned in you thought he was going to kiss you when he licks the ice cream off your cheek. "Still tasty!" You were stunned this man just licked you.... and still thought you were tasty, you found yourself blushing like a idiot. He got up off of you and apologized but all you heard was a soft mumbled "I'm sorry". As he said this you couldn't help but notice he looked like a lost puppy since now his ice cream was on you. Then without thinking you lifted your shirt up enough to get some of it off your face when your shirt was a little too high he saw the edge of your bra and he went straight to mush stuttering and blushing hardcore. Its when it dawned on you and you pushed your shirt back down. "Oh...umm...sorry!" You start twirling you finger through your hair, the way he was blushing now had you shy too.

He finally got composure and he looked up at you and smiled his smile made your heart flutter, you hadn't felt that feeling in forever. You noticed he wasn't good with talking to women so you decided to speak up. "Would you like to go back inside and we can get some ice cream together, I will pay for yours that you lost if you want." He smiled wide and you could tell he was different than most of the kind of guys you deal with so this could be a good day. You two walk inside and you stand at the counter and order your favorite ice cream then tell them to give him whatever he had before. They hand you yours and hand him his soft serve vanilla. He starts licking it right away and you can't take your eyes off him, there is something kid like about him however so sweet at the same time.

He realized you were watching him and he blushed. As you walk over to sit down he follows as well still licking his ice cream. "So... my name is y/n whats yours?" He got a brain freeze from eating too fast you chuckled a bit and he met you with a smile. That innocent smile that melts your heart in a way you had never felt before. You were still a bit of a sticky mess but it was worth it meeting this stranger the way you did. He continued eating his ice cream as he blurted out in between licks, "Edogawa Ranpo the worlds greatest detective, but you can call me Ranpo." You couldn't help but giggle with the expression he made when he said he was the words greatest detective. It was cute you weren't sure if he was being real or not but found it adorable how he reacted to it just the same.

He got a bit pouty after he heard you giggle he was so proud of his role, you found yourself reaching over touching his hand on the table. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed its just you're so adorable when you were excited about it." You softly blushed after saying that but he met you with equal blushing too. He had never really interacted with girls much if at all and it was easy to see that. He didn't pull his hand back though he let you keep your hand on top of his. He met you with a smile then he chomped down on his ice cream leaving cream on the tip of his nose. You giggle then lean over with a napkin wiping the tip of his nose off, as you did you saw those beautiful green eyes looking up at you and the rosy color softly laid across his face. Then you realized you were pretty close so you leaned back sitting down. You two sat there quietly eating your ice cream until you two were done.

He starts digging in his pocket of his coat when you least expected it because you thought he was sure to leave now that he was done with his ice cream. Instead he put a big candy bar on the table. He broke it in half and handed you half, you had no idea how big this was for him to do something like this cause he has a hard time sharing sweets. However here he was trying to make a connection with you. He smiles at you as he sees you nibble on it and he starts munching down on his half. This moment was sweet, innocent, and cozy in its own way and you were surprised this felt so nice. It wasn't bogged down with a man asking you a thousand questions, or wanting to get you back to their apartment. It almost felt like a sweet romance you would have with a first love or maybe a crush. You blurted out "Will I see you again after today? Or do you come here often?" He met you with a smile and his voice was so soft when he spoke "I love my ice cream so yes everyday when I'm not solving some big case."

"Can I see you again...maybe tomorrow...right here, same time?" He nodded yes as you got up knowing you needed to head on with your day. You softly run your fingers across his hand on the table as you walk towards the door. You went next door to the grocery store and found yourself humming a bit of a melody, your heart was light and the world felt totally kawaii at the moment. You weren't watching where you were going when you bumped into someone. You knew that trench coat as the person turns around it was that sweet man from earlier with a donut shoved in his mouth. You giggle "Seems its destined to keep meeting today." He finishes munching down his donut and before he can shove the next one in his mouth he responds to you. "Seems so.....donut?" He reaches out with a extra donut for you, the fact he has now had ice cream, chocolate, and now donuts you were amazed how much sugar he was putting in his body.

Before you could answer he had shoved it into your mouth, its like he was trying to overdose you on sugar too. You munched it down and swallowed he had already crammed another one in his mouth then you realize this is a box of donuts on the shelf that he hadn't even paid for yet. You sigh, is this what its going to be like being with him, always paying for everything, almost like a kid. However you couldn't help but want to know him more and be around him more even if you have to be more protective over him like a momma hen. You hand him the rest of your donut "Thank you but thats too much sugar for me, so I will pay for them if you finish off mine." He wasted no time biting into it right in your hand munching it down to your fingers. You smiled until you felt him sucking on your fingers licking the icing off them and you blushed at the feel of his tongue now touching your fingers. When he realized what he was doing he blushed and pulled away.

He didn't talk much except when he had something to actually talk about but his actions were adorable and what kept your interest because even though he is shy and quiet you could tell he liked you, like you liked him without even speaking the words. You happened too look up when you heard a blonde haired man calling for him, you watched him walk out with him as he was going to walk through the door he looked back at you and smiled wide and you felt like your heart was going to stop. You finished shopping and headed back to your house to work on getting things cleaned up, get a shower and situate the apartment some, but your mind kept going back to him. You really hoped you would see him again soon, you had already planned to go back to the ice cream shop the next day.

The next day you got up and paid attention to the clock and headed down to the ice cream shop at the same time hoping to run into him. As you were walking you hadn't paid attention to the weather and all of a sudden it started pouring down rain. It was so heavy you were soaked in seconds and could barely see in front of you. Just so happen there was a cozy shelter hanging off the side of a building it was enclosed and would keep you from getting wetter. It would block some of the cool air so hopefully you wouldn't catch cold. As you sat there shivering you notice someone's shadow walking up to you, when you look up you see those same beautiful green eyes and you smile. He was standing over you with a umbrella but he had his coat in his hand as he sat down beside you he rapped his coat around you to warm you up some. Without thinking he pulled you close to share his body heat with you.

He really was trying to prevent you from getting sick, it was innocent but you felt yourself falling for this man in how sweet he was to you. He made your heart beat different than anyone ever had. You cuddled into his arms as he held you closely, the heat of his body did make you start to feel better. When you stopped shivering you looked up at him your eyes meeting as you could feel his breath on your face. Your world felt like it was spinning in this moment but the rest of the world had faded from your sight as you lean in a little closer kissing his lips so soft and gently. You were surprised that he pulled you closer kissing you back with as much passion as you were giving him. You felt like this moment was meant to happen the moment you met but you knew there wasn't a day you wanted to go by without Ranpo being in it. As your lips eventually broke apart you two just looked at each other and you were the one that broke the silence. "Ranpo, what if I told you I was falling for you?" He smiled really big when he heard your words he hugged you tighter as he kissed your lips a few times pecking your lips.

He was a kid like man yet could love you in a way you needed. He had so much of your heart and you wanted every day with him, you wanted to see what this really could be with you two. His words that he spoke as he whispered in your ear "Will you keep me then?" This wasn't something you were expecting, you two sitting under this cozy shelter as the rain has now stopped. Yet his words were simple and sweet. They may not have been I love you's or he is falling but the fact he wants you to keep him warms your heart, to you that means he doesn't want to be apart from you as well. "Of course! Ranpo, sweetheart, will you be my boyfriend?" He nods and kisses you passionately before holding you in his arms tightly. This was the beginning of something beautiful and you couldn't wait to see where it was going to take you both.

[linawritesocs]

7, 8, 14 and 16 for Vance, Hayden, Jay and Minnie! XDD

these sound so interesting, thank you sm aurora! also, i'm answering these for real!jay since fake!jay didn't really have a childhood.

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"what was your muse's personality like as a kid? how has it changed since then?" austin: he actually didn't change much since then! he wasn't the most friendly kid and he liked to brag about how smart he is and that his family has such high hopes for him. he didn't have many friends because of that and most kids couldn't stand him. but hey, his siblings thought he was cool :) oh, and also he was more open about his interest in anime and he talked about how much he loves cats more often.

hayden: he was a very shy kid who had no idea how to talk to people other than his family members. he cried a lot and couldn't control his emotions at all and he got in trouble often because of that and he got scared easily. he often hid behind his older brothers when people tried to talk to him and he couldn't even say hi to them because of how scared he was. he also had a very bad fear of affection and he still does and if anyone tried to hug him or simply smiled at him, he would cry and beg them not to punish him. that.. made other people worry about him a lot actually.

7. "did your muse have any enemies? playground rivalries? how did that turn out?"

vance: not really! vance was a very nice and sweet kid, so most people enjoyed his company and other children admired him and wanted to be friends with him. even after injuring himself and starting to act like vance that we know, kids thought he was cool and invited him to play with them. but if he had to call someone his enemy.. it would be his grandfather, most likely.

hayden: hayden rarely was allowed to go outside, especially after his family found out that he's friends with angel and bunny, so.. yeah, he definitely didn't have any playground rivalries. also, whenever he was allowed to go outside, most kids had a feeling that he's going through something bad and asked if he's okay. of course, he couldn't tell them everything, so he ran away right after that. so yeah, his enemies were mostly just his family members.

real!jay: if hayden wasn't allowed to leave the house that often, jay simply didn't like going outside. he was okay with spending the entire day in his room and most kids didn't even know that he exists, sure, they heard that the polley family has two children, but they only met jay's older sister and didn't know anything about him. so.. yeah, no enemies and rivalries.

minnie: she also didn't like to play outside that much, but she would definitely call her twin brother her enemy. they argued and fought a lot and their mom had no idea how to stop them. and when their mom asked why won't they play together, minnie's brother said that he would never play with a girl and he believed that minnie was too weak so it would be boring to play with her.

8. "what did your muse do in their free time? How did they entertain themself as a kid?"

vance: vance liked to play games a lot even before he started making game references and breaking the fourth wall all the time. he especially liked the games that had open worlds, where he could run around and explore and do anything that he wanted. he also was interested in sports, but his parents were too scared of him hurting himself, so they didn't allow him to play any sports games and they also refused to buy him a skateboard when he asked for one.

hayden: oh, this poor boy.. he didn't have much to entertain himself, so he just played with his horse plushie or read books that he got from his older brothers. most of those books were about "the other seven", so of course, hayden, being a young and impressionable child, believed all of it and started worshipping the other seven as well. some other books he had were about animals, insects, plants and nature in general and his parents were okay with him reading stuff like that and didn't take them away from him. we don't talk about what happened to his plushie though.

real!jay: he was okay with just lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling, honestly. whenever his family tried to come up with something more "fun", he agreed to go with them, but he obviously wasn't thrilled about it and didn't enjoy spending time with them. he got a diary as a gift once and jay simply wrote that "it's sunny today. i don't like it. it's too bright" and never used it again. he also slept a lot and if he could, he would spend a whole day in bed, but his family really wanted him to go outside more often. his older sister was actually concerned about him and thought that it's weird for a little kid like jay to not have any energy at all.

minnie: she liked to play with her dolls! she treasured them a lot (and she still does) and she would never let anyone but her and her mom touch them. she also really liked to draw, especially with pencils and crayons and her mom praised her, saying that she's very talented. it motivated minnie to keep drawing and that's why art is her best subject now :)

14. "who was a mentor or a hero to your muse as a kid? why did your muse look up to them and what did your muse learn from them? how is that relationship now?"

vance: it was his older brother! he admired him a lot and he wanted to become just like him when he grows up. they were very close, but vance's brother didn't want to see him as his hero, because he had not the best reputation and other family members, especially his and vance's grandfather, called him a disappointment. he also became just as overprotective as other family members when vance ended up hurting himself after stealing his brother's skateboard. vance still likes his big brother and he misses him a lot, but.. it's a bit hard for him to talk to the older boy now, because it hurts him to see that he became just like the rest of the family.

hayden: it was angel! they weren't really his mentor, but they definitely were their hero and they were the one to give him hope when he felt like no matter how hard he tried, his parents would never like him as much as they like his older brothers. they also were their first friend and they found him when he got lost on the way home (one of his older brothers got distracted and left him all alone) and they tried to help him. them being his first friend is part of the reason why hayden refuses to admit that their relationship is actually very unhealthy and angel was the one who made him believe that he's better than everyone else.

real!jay: no one, really. he didn't have any friends and his family members were the only people he talked to and he didn't see them as their heroes or anything like that, so..

minnie: answered here!

16. "if your muse could say one thing to their childhood self, what would they say? would your muse want to meet their childhood self in the first place?"

vance: he's not sure if he would want to meet his childhood self. he wouldn't say that his childhood was bad, but it's just.. kinda painful to think about. he just really wants to know what kind of person he would become if his family wasn't so strict. and if he did meet his younger self, he would tell him that he's stronger than his family thinks and that no matter how hard other people may try, he's not that easy to break.

hayden: he would cry the moment he sees his younger self. he knows that he didn't deserve all of those things he had to go through, but he also knows that he can't change his past. he wouldn't be able to say anything to his child self because of how emotional it would be for him, so.. he would probably just give a hug to him. it's okay, he knows that it's everything little hayden has wanted.

real!jay: he wouldn't say that his childhood self is that much different from him. little jay is just.. a bit more lonely than him, that's all. but if he did meet his younger self, then jay would simply tell him that there's nothing bad about being alone and that he's still not sure if he's smarter than his family thinks, but.. maybe it's okay to keep going just to see what happens next? who knows, maybe he will prove them wrong someday. and if not, oh well, at least he has friends now and they don't care about his talents, abilities and anything like that.

minnie: there's only one reason why she would want to see her childhood self: she just wants little minnie to know that everything is gonna be alright and that she didn't deserve anything that happened to her. she wants her younger self to know that she's not just there to take care of everyone and she should learn to take care of herself first. and then she would remind her that her dolls still love her and that one day she will meet people who will protect her and make her feel safe. and yes, she will find a lot of male friends too!

[rennorthernlights]

I went off on a tangent from this picture alone!!! It’s so good and I can’t get the thoughts out of my head sooooooooo

It’s giving Mafia!Soap. It’s giving ex-soldier turned mafia-type. Or! Or even better he deserted the military and then turned mafia. Maybe started off as a bodyguard because the Don saw that he was a SAS and then Soap just took over the group. Completely rebranded it and slowly cultivating it into an underground empire. “We get dirty and the world stays clean”

Still helping out Price and the 141 but on his own terms and in his own way. It’s not like Price has never worked with someone like him before. Price is no stranger to rule breaking and besides… Soap had to get it from someone, following the rules was never in his playbook and it only strengthened under Prices guidance. Price is just more upset that he deserted the military without giving him a Goodbye Gift of cigars.

It’s easier this way. No more strings. No more Rules of Engagement. No more catching the bad guys only for them to escape and cause havoc. No, no, not anymore.

He was fine with it. Working to create something better at the cost of damning his soul more than what it should’ve been. Staining his hands red just so he can see the kids playing on the streets again. His group is made up of the finest lads and lassies, fearsome and awe inspiring. Trained them himself and he couldn’t be prouder. Was content to move day in and day out doing what needed to be done, what should’ve been done. Until you. He went about living but you? You make him feel alive.

Sweet, kind-hearted, caring you. Stole his heart without even knowing his name. You work at the bakery and you always give free pastries to kids and elderly. Captivating them with your charming smile and quicker remarks. Course he’d hang around you. He’d be a damn fool not to. Purring out a “Goodmornin, Bonnie.” The first day he meet you, Scottish accent thick and heavy.

Doesn’t matter what you look like, every morning he’ll call you bonnie because you’ll always be his bonnie. Months of wooing with a silver tongue that leaves you blushing, enjoying the chase between the two of you. A shy sweet smile that he could just eat up. Gets his heart pounding with it turns into a confident smile when you start flirting back. Maybe you were holdin out on him from the way sin drips out of your mouth when your finally comfortable with him.

Course someone just HAD to be stupid enough to take what’s not theirs. Someone just HAD to rattle the hornets nest. Left a bloodied note and a looted bakery. Glass everywhere and furniture thrown. He knows you fought back. You fight like the devils on your tail when your cornered and he’s seen it before when you defend an old lady from a group of men. Didn’t even need him to step in that day but now he wished he was here to save you.

They threatened to hurt you more, to send pieces of you to him. Said they would negotiate terms but Johnny’s not going to negotiate. He doesn’t negotiate with scum and they really thought he would when they took you? No, they took you from him and now he’s going to take away their ability to breath. Permanently.

It’s their own fault for harming and taking what’s his. Might as well put his demolitions and room clearance expertise to the test. He’s not called “Soap” for nothin.

“M’comin Bonnie. Just hold out for me a lil longer.” Grabbing his gun as he heads out. Murder in his eyes and a need to have you back in his arms. Hell hath no fury like a scorned Scotsmen.

named him soap but all he does is make a mess...

[orionxblakewood]

Orion Blakewood (28) was born in Kismet Harbor, Oregon. He works as a bookstore clerk at Uptown Books. they have been in kismet harbor for two years. - TW: Death, Homelessness, drugs, alcohol and mental illness, imbalance of power, abuse.

Basic Information

Full Name: Orion Apollo Blakely

Nickname(s):  Ori

Age: 28

Date of Birth: April 3rd 1995

Hometown:  New York

Gender: Cis Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Marital status: Single.

Children: None

Orientation: Biromantic/Asexual

Occupation: Uptown Book Clerk

Length of time in Kismet Harbor: Two Years

Language(s) Spoken: English

Face Claim: Liam Hemsworth

Personality

Positive Traits: loyal, kind, forgiving

Negative Traits: quiet, shy and reserve

Goals/Desires: Find a place they belong.

Fears: Being lost and having nothing

Favorite scent/flavor : Honey, Marshmallows, Watermelon

Hobbies: painting

Health

Mental Disorders: Social Anxiety

Sleeping Habits: Decent '

Eating Habits: Once to twice a day (if he does not forget)

Addictions: Recovering from Drugs

Alcohol Use: Socially

About

Orion was born with stars in the eyes. He saw the world with so much beauty and light. Despite growing up in the darkness. His heart was warm and big. Liam was born to Troy and Sophia. Sophia was a kind and sweet woman who saw the good in people. She believed that everyone had goodness in them. Tory knew that and took advantage of that and her money. Sophia had fallen in love with Troy and ended up getting pregnant with Orion who ended up inheriting his mother’s kindness, hope, and love. Orion’s mother ended up passing away due to complications after he was born. When Orion was born, he was put into his father’s custody, his grandfather Sebastian Charles Blakewood tried his best to get custody but was unsuccessful. Tory moved Orion to New York, stopping all contact with his mother’s family.

Tory blamed Orion for his wife death and because he believed that his ticket to a rich life was gone. He never loved Sophia but only used Sophia for her money and the funny thing was that she did not have access to it due to special agreement in her trust. Growing up Orion was hurt and abused by his father, plus his with his father’s drinking and drug problem it was a miracle that he survived. Orion learned from an early age just how cold and cruel the world could be, he also knew that people were selfish, but he still refused to believe that. He still believed that there was goodness and warmth just like there was coldness and selfishness. Orion grew up being timid, due to his father’s abuse and being pulled at school Orion was someone who kept to himself and tried his best to stay small.

From an early age Orion started working to pay the bills. After school he would work long shifts, doing his homework during work as much as he could. He would always come home to a drunk father who was either passed out or with a random woman. Orion was a smart kid; he was kind and because of that he was liked by some people but sometimes his kindness often got him hurt and bullied by others. Orion often went to bed hungry since there was never any food because all the money he went to bills or his father used it from drugs and alcohol.

There is a saying that the apple does not fall far from the tree, and one would guess that was true. Orion was stained by his father genes as much as he tried, he ended up developing a drug problem and social anxiety after his father married an abusive woman who hated him. Drugs were the only thing that could help him survive and it was his only escape. Orion finally escaped when he got accepted to a university in Boston.

After graduation, Orion packed very he had and left for Boston. Orion was homeless for the first two months before getting a job at a café. It was where he met Lucy Melton. Lucy Melton could see Orion’s kind nature, his kind heart and so she decided to take advantage of that. He ended up being in a toxic relationship he could not get off, and he could not say. As a result, she used her connection to get him a scholarship. Paid him well for being her guest at events and other services. Also paying him to keep things a secret. Orion graduated from college, but Lucy husband ended up finding out about her relationship with Orion. This spread around her circle, and this led to Orion being found by a Private Investigator who was hired by Sophia’s estate to find Orion.

Orion used his chance to move away from Boston and he moved to Kismet Harbor after finding being in contact with grandfather. He did not know what was going to happen when he arrived in town, but he was welcomed with open arms and loved. Orion did not know this time of love existed and he was happy to be loved and cared for by a family. His uncles and aunts also welcomed him too into the family. Orion has been in town for two years, finally settled and found his feet.