#after this he also said something like “if u break a leg or two we have medic nins to help so it's cool”

[rokudaimeplease]

yeah okay

[tthoroughfare]

crush // abby anderson

*･゜ﾟ･* summary: abby is like can u read my mind? i've been watching u! couldn't fight to save ur life, but you look so cool!!! just me rambling about making abby realize she's not straight

*･゜ﾟ･* pairing: canon!abby x reader

*･゜ﾟ･* content: sfw! you two dancing around each other for now. abby being nervous and cute.

*･゜ﾟ･* length: 1.3k

this is part one and i've already written the majority of the rest. just thought this was a good way to break it up :)

recently i am thinking A Lot about the concept of being the girl that makes abby realize she’s not straight ,,, and the first girl she’s ever with

the idea of her being all fumbly and nervous and you having to take the lead. it’s just good

i also love the idea of being very different to her. you’re not a soldier like her, maybe you do something technical and sciencey. you get moved to the base and become friends, and people are just like… kinda surprised that you’re so close, so fast? on paper, you don’t seem to have that much in common but it just works. she likes that you’re different to her, it’s refreshing

you’d already heard a lot about her before you moved. you told her that not long into being friends with her, to which she’d scoffed a little, toying with her fingers. you were in the canteen, the two of you sitting opposite each other on the end of the table, leaving a gap between the rest of the group.

“good or bad?”

“good,” you’d chuckled, taking a bite of your lunch.

she paused, flitting her gaze away as you held eye contact, chewing slowly. “gonna elaborate?”

the corners of your mouth quirked as you swallowed. “just that you’re… pretty impressive. good at what you do. slightly intimidating.”

she scoffed again, eyebrows twitching. “i’m not… do you think i’m… you think that?”

“…impressive or intimidating?”

“either.”

you’d looked downwards, pausing before meeting her eyes with a teasing smile on your face. “you’re very tall.”

she didn’t tell you this at the time, but she’d heard things about you, too. she hadn’t paid it much mind at the time, but there had been a couple of mentions of a scientist girl moving in to help out with a new assignment full time, and that she was, ‘like, a genius’

also, manny had said something to her along the lines of ‘apparently she’s hot’, while raising his eyebrows with a cheeky smirk

she’d just rolled her eyes

but then she meets you for the first time, and okay. he wasn’t wrong

it’s only a chaste introduction as you cross paths one day, but she has to make a real effort to keep her cool. she doesn’t understand it, she’s just affected by you, just has to know you

and then she does know you, and she still wants to know you more. it’s this feeling, this drive, always wanting more more more

it sends her crazy. the fact it takes her so long to realize she has a crush on you makes her look back and laugh at her own naivety

she finds out you’re gay maybe a month into being friends with you, when you’re hanging out with her at the library. she never gave much thought to the fact you seemed to follow her around, spend nearly all your spare time with her. she figured it was just because you didn’t know anyone else that well yet.

she’s quietly reading on one side of the couch, while you try your best to get some work done on the other, papers strewn over the coffee table in front. it’s difficult to concentrate, though, even though you’re fully aware how inundated you are. one of her legs is slung up on the couch, bent at the knee, and you’re so conscious of the proximity.

after a good while of trying and failing to get anywhere, you look up at her and lean in a little. “hey, abby?”

she looks up from her book, acknowledging you.

“i’m bored.”

she chuckles as she sits up, closing the pages around her middle finger to keep her place. “c’mon, we need you to… save the world.”

you let out a small, fond scoff, putting your notebook and pen down on the coffee table. “that’s really… not what i do. appreciate the delusion of grandeur you’ve just given me, though.”

she watches you with a smile, not meeting your eyes as you sit back on the couch, shuffling around to face her. “so…” you begin.

“so…?” she parrots, raising her eyebrows slightly.

“what went on between you and owen?”

she’s a little shocked at your bluntness, laughing nervously and shifting in her seat. as far as she was aware, you didn’t even know anything about that. “what?”

you pull a face. “come on, i’m not stupid. i notice things.”

in truth, you’re using the question as a trojan horse to figure out if she likes women. you are genuinely curious, though, and right now the conversation sounds a hell of a lot better than doing what you’re actually supposed to be.

she pauses, eyes flitting around the room. “uh… we were together for a while. and now we’re not.”

you nod slowly, waiting for an elaboration that never comes. “that’s it?”

abby shrugs awkwardly, and you feel a little bad for pushing, holding your hands up. “sorry, sorry. i don’t mean to pry.”

“s’okay.” she messes with the novel, eyes trained on it as she runs the pad of her index over the closed pages. “what about you? you got a boyfriend?”

“i, uh… i was with someone. it didn’t work out.”

she hums in sympathy. “he a scientist, too?”

“she’s a medic.”

abby freezes, looking up at you, mouth falling open slightly. she feels stupid for assuming. “oh, shit, sorry. i didn’t realize you were — sorry. not that there’s anything wrong with that.” she mentally kicks herself for the last statement. of course there isn’t. she doesn’t even know why she said it.

you laugh, amused by her babbling and the way the tops of her cheeks turn pink. “you’re good, you’re good.”

she lets out a final, ‘sorry’, gaze darting from you, to her book, to the shelf on your right. then, she looks back at you, feeling the need to break the slightly uncomfortable silence that had fallen. “anyway… her loss.”

you chuckle. “owen’s loss. who needs ‘em?”

“who needs ‘em?” she repeats, breathing out a laugh.

after the revelation, something shifts for abby. she doesn’t know why, but finding out that you like women makes her feel… different (?) about you

not in a bad way. just different

she’d always looked at you and thought you were beautiful. possibly more beautiful than any girl she’d ever seen

and she knew she was nervous around you; she was normally pretty outgoing and didn’t really have an issue talking to anyone. but when it came to you she’d overthink every sentence, words getting caught in her throat. she just felt such a need to impress you, wanted to say and do everything right

she just thought that she really, really wanted to be friends with you. that she thought you were cool, and admirable, and funny, and smart, and liked being around you

but finding out that you’re gay just makes her… think. on a whole other level she’d never really looked into

knowing that you could, maybe, maybe, be a viable option sends her mind reeling with a whole host of confusing thoughts more than she’d like to admit

she’d never really put much thought into her sexuality. she’d always just assumed she was straight. sure, she’d looked at women before, gotten a little flustered around pretty girls, but just guessed everyone did

but when it was you… like. you… it was a whole other ballgame

and then, over a few months, she starts thinking about silly things like how it would feel to touch you — really touch you, not just the friendly brushes you already shared. how soft you’d feel, how it would be to have her fingers threaded through your hair

then she starts thinking about if she’d maybe want to kiss you

she decides she’s not against the idea

[axelsagewrites]

Hello, dear reader. I'd like to make a wish for Rhaenyra's little sister, maybe a year or two. And she never liked Alicent, who after marrying the king tries (along with Otto) to demote her to bastard status (but Viserys loves his little girl too much to do this to her). Of course, things get even worse when Rhaenyra's sister gets engaged to Harwin...

Thank you for your attention, I like your stories 🫶🏻. Another thing, can I stop by more often? I wish I had more of my ideas adorned with your writing

Harwin Strong*Suitable Match

Pairing: Harwin x f!reader

Word count: 1320

Warnings: Step parent hating step child, secret relationship, kind of implied smut

a/n: ahh thank u sm for being so sweet and ofc request as much or talk however much u want. sorry i didnt reply sooner i just didnt want to lose the request x

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A life of a princess was something to envy. Well so many had claimed however after the death of your mother life felt like an ever falling spiral. Your sister began to grow closer to Alicent after the death and while you were happy for her to have a friend Alicent had always been unkind to you.

It had started small with her asking Rhaenyra not to let you join in their games to her unpicking your needle work whenever you would wander off to stretch your legs. Soon you gave up on even trying to be nice to her. anytime she was invited to dinner was met with loud sighs from you.

“Why does she hate me?” you pouted one night as Rhaenyra upbraided your hair.

Your sister rolled her eyes as she began to brush your hair out, “She doesn’t hate you. she’s just not used to a little sister,”

“She’s mean,”

“Cmon she isn’t that bad?”

-

You didn’t want to say I told you so when Alicent was betrothed to your father but the look on your face said it for you. at least Rhaenyra was able to marry and move away. you were instead stuck living at court with your evil stepmother and her spawn. Well, the children were kind to you, but Alicent constantly used them to get under your skin.

She’d send toddler Aegon running over with pretend crown shouting that he was going to be king. Or she would have a 2-year-old Aemond claim he was your husband. She tried to make Helena spill wine on your dress one time, but the poor girl burst into tears and confessed to you instantly.

Instead Alicent settled on insisting that your chambers were given to Aegon. Something you managed to convince your father against from at first but soon you were moved to a wing of the castle usually just for guests. You would’ve complained about longer if you hadn’t realised your new chambers window overlooked the kings guard training ground.

From your window you’d pretend to be doing needle work while secretly watching break bones fling any man that challenged him like a rag doll. Eventually Harwin caught onto your staring and would send his own glimpses up between sparring. It was also handy that your chamber was only a short walk from the guards’ sleeping quarters and Harwin soon became a frequent private guest of yours.

-

“Ser Barros is coming to court next week,” your father told you over a family dinner, “and I heard his son is looking for a wife,” he said, shooting you a hopeful glance.

“I heard he’s a fine man father,” you said kindly knowing full well it didn’t matter. Somehow every match they tried to make for you was sabotaged. The tall dark Baratheon boy was ever so keen for weeks for your hand then one day disappeared like a ghost. The gorgeous Lannister man that would bring you fine jewels suddenly decided a dornish match was of more importance. Even the Tarly boy you had courted had inexplicitly decided to join the nights watch. Every time Alicent wore the same twisted smile.

The only ones she didn’t send running were the incredibly old and decrepit looking men from minor houses, but it wasn’t hard to convince your father they weren’t suitable matches. “Perhaps we should set up a luncheon to great the boy,” Alicent suggested making your father smile widely. She really had twisted him around her finger.

-

“I wish I could stay here all day,” you pouted as you lay your head on Harwin’s bare chest.

His chuckle vibrated through you as his arm wrapped tight around your waist, “Me too princess but I have my duties and you have yours,”

“I thought your duty was to serve me,” you sighed dramatically, pretending to try get away.

Harwin laughed, his arms moving to cage you against the bed as he moved to lay over you, “I think I serve you just fine princess,” he said, his lips moving to kiss along your jaw.

“Oh yeah?” you asked and Harwin hummed in response as his kisses grew lower.

-

As expected Borros’s son went running after only a week and now you were in another awkward family dinner however unluckily for you the children all had the cold so now you were sat in stoney silence with just your father and Alicent. “You should really think about your future dear,” she said with a fake sweet smile, “We worry for you,”

Instead of replying you grabbed your wine, drinking a hefty sip of it. Viserys sighed, “Alicent is right dear. You must marry. At this point we’re going to have to start considering marrying you to a tree!” he said, flinging himself back in his chair. “Honestly what even happened between you and the boy?”

-

The days that followed were awkward to say the least. Alicent walked around smug as all hell and your father continued to sulk. You decided enough was enough and when Alicent went out to the sept you decided to track your father down. Unsurprisingly you found him staring over a model of the city.

“Father?” you greeted, walking closer to the tired looking man, “May we talk?”

“Of course, sweet child,” he said, nodding for you to sit beside him before sighing, “You know I worry for you?”

“I do father, and I do appreciate it,” you lied but did your best to look sympathetic to your clueless father, “but I was thinking. Well. I found another match you see father,” you spoke, and his head perked up as he waited for you to finally spit it out, “He’s sweet and kind and his family is well respected. You even like his father, and I was just thinking- “

“Out with-it child,”

You took a breath before finally asking, “Have you considered Harwin Strong yet father?” Viserys sighed, his eyes turning away but you continued, “Think about it! I’d be able to be at court and help Helena with her studies. Plus, you have four more children so four more matches. You already have the Velaryon which secures the crownlands. Harwin and I would secure the Riverlands. Then after you betrothed Helena, Aegon, Aemond, and Daeron you will have six of the seven kingdoms on your side. Your reach will go far especially if our children do the same,”

“You want to dilute the blood of old Valyria?” he asked, sounding exhausted as he spoke.

“No father, only strengthen it,” you said, moving to hold his hand, “Besides there is no other Targaryen or Velaryon to wed unless uncle daemon is brought back from exile- “you said but your father raised his hand to hush you.

He paused for a moment before nodding, “I will think about it. but for now, leave me. I have a lot to consider,”

“Thank you, father,”

-

Apparently Alicent must have missed this chamber meeting because somehow the news came back finally in your favour. Harwin would be your husband. You were so happy when your father told you that you instantly hugged him before rushing to find Harwin however that night at dinner Alicent shot you many dirty looks.

Finally, you had undermined her. you’d won. Well, that’s how it felt at first, but her glares began to sink into your skin till it itched. As the dinner ended, she tapped her cup with her fork, “A toast to my dear sweet daughter,” she smiled at you making your father beam, “May she have a marriage like ours,” she said, holding his hand tightly but you felt your stomach flutter.

“Here, here,” your father said, standing to kiss your cheek.

Alicent did the same, her arms twisting round your back into a bony hug, “Do not forget yourself darling,” she whispered sweetly in your ear, “You don’t win that easily,”

Taglist: @clairacassidy @valeskafics @starkleila @jacesvelaryons

[nightqueen1221]

Can we please get Loona General Relationship Headcanons please? Thanks for your time!

I am so unbelievably sorry this is so late.😭😭😭 I was going through some mental shit, it was difficult, but I'm getting back on track.

-She is very rusty on how a relationship works. She hasn't had a very healthy relationship with most people in her life, even though Blitzø tries his best to be a good father.

-She steps into it very nervously. She is super cautious on everything she does.

-She is clearly doing her best, even at moments of outrage, she'll come and apologize a few hours later.

-She texts about every week if she can't be near you. Mostly little things like, "How r u? Miss u❤️"

-While she absolutely loves going out to eat or shopping as dates, her favorite are watching movies, all cuddled up in a blanket with popcorn on the table. (Blitzø totally isn't taking a billion pictures behind her back.)

-Head nuzzles are a must. Both her hands on the side of your face with your foreheads pressed against one another. She would whisper words of love and adoration.

-She is totally fine with sharing things like clothes or makeup with you, as long as you give it back.

-Half of the photos in her phone are of you or the two of you. She often looks at them before she goes to sleep or after a phone call. (She would kill before she would admit this.)

-Is honestly very chill about all of this on the outside, but can internally be very panicked. She doesn't want to break up over a mistake or misunderstanding, even though this is a normal fear, she's experienced it far too much in her life.

-She says that she doesn't talk about you too much, but she'll talk about you to anyone who wants to listen.

-The downside might be Blitzø. She will be very careful about how the two of you meet. She would take weeks just to convince Blitzø to not make himself look like an idiot infront of you.

-He doesn't have an issue with you, but meeting him would start off with a handshake and him saying, "Hi there! Name's Blitzø, the 'o' is silent." Before pulling you closer for a 'private conversation' going something like, "If you ever break her heart, no one will be finding your body." Before he goes back to being more cheerful.

-I wouldn't say she's jealous, but she is definitely protective of you. Seeing someone flirt with you makes her angry but also a little insecure sometimes. She thinks that maybe you'll find someone better.

-She usually just drops very non casual hints that you're with her, while she stares at the person hitting on you.

-While she might want to punch someone's lights out for they way they talk about you, she won't get physical until they do. Then I don't think anyone could really tear her off them.

-Her tail sometimes wraps around you unconsciously. Mostly around the legs or rarely hip.

-She doesn't kiss all the time, but likes to do at as a form of greeting or goodbye. As I said earlier, it's head nuzzles that she loves the most.

-She's more carefree around you. It's like a breath of fresh air to be with someone that really loves her, besides Blitzø.

[64sue]

𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕 | 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔

pairing: Lando Norris × fem reader/!girlfriend

summary: after a long race weekend you knew that Lando needed some rest but also wanted to celebrate his podium, you exactly knew how to do this...

warnings!: cute names (baby, honey stuff), soft smut I guess, tried to made smut okey?, unprotected sex

author note: !eng is not my first language! sorry for all mistakes, it's also my first fanfic, hope you'll enjoy this, love u all <3

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After the race atmosphere was awesome, Max collected another win in 2023 season and Lando with Charles were also on podium. You walked straight there with mechanics and engineers from McLaren team, to watch your boyfriend stands on the second place. You were watching him when he did his special spraying technique and had fun with Max and Charles. P2 in his home race - Silverstone, that was something and you want to enjoy this with him.

After the media pen, you and Lando went towards to McLaren motorhome, where were Zak, Oscar and rest of the team. They started to congrats Lando his podium in home GP. Zak hugged and congratulated him and when he realised that you stand behind everyone he went towards to you. He put his hand on your shoulder, you jumped under his touch because you didn't expect this, you were busy watching your boyfriend having fun with his team mate and team.

"You must be proud of your boyfriend, didn't you?"- Zak asked looked at his papaya drivers.

"Of course, I'm! Look at him, he is so happy"- you felt lil smile on your face when you looked at him once again.

"I'm the proudest girlfriend now, Oscar also did great today"- you gave Zak a nice smile.

"Yeah that's true, boys get along well and this is very important for the good of the team, they are also great racers" - he smiled to you.

"Ye...- you couldn't finish your sentence because you felt two strong arms wrapped around your waist - that was him, you can feel how you are melting under his touch.

"So you two guys are gossiping about me, right?"- Lando looked at you with a mixture of proud and sneaky.

"Uhh yeah pretty boy, you got us"- you blushed and looked at him with your puppy eyes, you know that it really turns him on...

Lando and you said goodbye to Zak and the team and went towards to his driver room. Lando closed the door, put down his trophy with big No.2 on it. Without a word he went closer to you and gave you massive, warmly and lil sweaty hug. You two stayed like this for a moment, you moved closer to his ear and whisper softly

"I'm so proud of you baby, you did a great job today".

You feel lil smile on his face, he raised his head and gave you gentle kiss on your forehead, you started to smile either when you lost in his beautiful eyes. You was overjoyed that you can enjoy his happiness with him so close. Lando break the silence

"I need to take a quick shower, then we can go back to the hotel" - smiled slightly, you nooded as an agreement.

After 30 minutes, you left Silverstone paddock together. You went to his McLaren 765LT Spider. When you reach the hotel, you met with crowd of fans with papaya caps and shirts, amazing view... When you get off from Lando's McLaren, you waited for him watching him take a photos with his fans and give them autographs. After 5 minutes he took your hand and you went straight to the hotel room.

When you finally entered to your hotel room you went to the bathroom to take a shower and do your daily skin care. You wear black short gym leggings and oversized dark pink shirt. Before left you applicated a colourless but shiny lip gloss. When you left the bathroom you saw Lando just in his grey sweatpants and boxers, standing in the middle of the room, he talked with someone from McLaren. You got an idea.... He stands with his back to you and he didn't hear when you left the bathroom. You waited for him to finish the call leaning against the door frame. You had time to observe your beautiful boyfriend. You could take a look at each inch of him.

Finally when he put the phone down, he suddenly felt warmth around his hips. You hug him from behind as tightly as you could. You loosen your grip so he could turn to you. Lando started to look at you still with a lil shock but with smile on his face. You started to staring into his big beautiful blue eyes, they are so... oh god you lost in them again...

Lando staring into your beautiful face too, tried to look and remember every part of it. Finally your eyes meeting in an electric gaze.

"What did I do to deserve such surprises, hm baby?"- he smirked.

You put your best puppy eyes with quick answer

"My pretty boy always deserves for all the best surprises"- you didn't wait long for the response.

He moved closer to you and close the gap between you in softly and warmly kiss. Lando put his hands on your waist, and you put your hands on back of his neck.

The kiss turned into two tongues fight. Lando grabbed your waist and you wrapped your legs on his hips. Your hands moved into his dark brown curls, you love to touch them this way. He break the kiss to take a breath and looking straight to your eyes, at the same time he walked towards the bed. He tasted so good, you had no idea how bad you needed this.

Lando gently pushed you into bed. He walked on the top of you this way you were between his legs. Lan closed the gap between your lips again, this time with more dominant kiss and placed his hand on your cheek.

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His other hand found way under your shirt and he started to play with your boobie and nipple. You moaned into his mouth during the kiss with a pleasure, you can feel how bad you are melting under his touch.

Lando moved down to your neck placed a gentle kisses on them. Still playing with your nipple, he started to make on your neck some hickeys, you moaned but louder this time. You put your hands into his brown fluffy curls and felt you getting wet. In the same time Lan squeezed your boobie and lifted his head so he could look at you, focusing your full attention on him. You nodded with agreement, in one smooth move he took off your shirt and started to suck your nipple.

"Lan pleaaaase baby please"- you moaned.

He lifted his head to look at you, moved closer to your ear and whisper

"Tell me baby, what you want me to do to you", he said with this his sassy gaze.

He started to place more hickeys but this time on your soft boobies.

"Fuck me Lan, fuck me baby pleaseee".

You felt a lil smile on his face. Then you felt warm lips on yours and in the same time Lando started to rip you from your gym pants and underwear. He moved his strong arm higher and higher up your thigh. Your needy pussy were completely wet now. He lowered his head.

"Lan pleaa..."- you begged him but you weren't able to finish when you felt his tongue against your clit. You moaned loudly and threw your head back. Lan licked and tasted every inch of you and you two enjoyed this.

"Lan I'm so closee"- you moaned.

He slow down and gave you a few kisses on your wet pussy.

"Beg me baby, beg me how bad you want to come, come for me"- he smirked with proud. You did exactly what he wanted.

"Please pretty boy please, let me come"

You moaned so loud when he put his two fingers into your wet, needy pussy. You moaned with a pleasure. He started to move them slowly.

"Lan faster, pleeease baby fasteeer", you can't help because you moaned after every word what's even more turned Lando on.

"L Laan I'm c closee" you moaned to him.

He moved his fingers a lil bit faster when you finally came into his fingers. He put out his fingers from you and started to placed gentle kisses on your thighs. Then he went higher and higher and finally he went again to your boobies, started to do circles with his tongue on your nipple. You played with his god damn good curls.

When he lifted his head you put your hands on the back of his head and placed soft kisses on his neck, you can feel him melting under your touch. You whisper to him

"Lan fuck me please, fuck me as hard as you can babyy".

You lifted up and switched the position, now you were on top of Lando, in quick moves you rip off his sweatpants, now he was just in his boxers. He was between you legs so you started to move your hips on his. You can feel how hard he is, Lan grab your hips and moved his arms with them. Now he moaned and begged for more, for entering into you.

"So pretty boy, what do you want me to do to you hmm?"- you decided to play with his own game.

You can't help, in one smooth movement you took off his boxers and now you can see how big and hard he is.

"I.."- he wasn't able to finish when you grabbed his chock in one hand and the other gripped on his hips. You started slowly moved your hand up and down and then quicker and quicker. Lan moaned as you last time and even louder and threw his head back.

"Babyy I I'm cloo ose" he moaned.

"I want you to cum into me babyy".

You didn't have to wait for an answer. Lando grabbed your waist and now he was again on top and you layed on bed. You wrapped your legs around his hips and put your arms around his neck and he finally can entered into you. You two moaned loudly. Lan entered slowly but started to move his hips faster and faster. You enjoy this feeling when his big chock filled perfectly your tight pussy.

"Ha arder L Lan h harder" your words were punctuated by moans. Lando went faster and harder, you were so close to come.

Seconds later you felt his warm cum filled up all over your clit. You came a moment after him. It felt fuckin wonderful. He placed a few kisses on your neck. He put out his wet dick from your pussy and lay down next to you.

When he looked at you he started to smile. You played with his curls and think how perfect they are. You moved closer to him and whisper

"You did so perfect honey, I'm so proud of you"

He smirked and asked - "you mean on track or here, baby?" - asked with this his sassy smile but you fuckin love this and he knew this. You blushed and rolled your eyes

"Both" - you put your sneaky smirk on. You didn't wait long when Lando moved his hand on your cheek and closed the gap in a soft, gentle kiss on your lips.

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[ghostybat00]

Looks from... close up? Part 3🫀

Nikto yandere.

Tw:Nikto being intimidating , unwanted touch, kidnap, reader experimenting anxiety.

I do not support these behaviors in real life, this is fiction. Idk if this is quite short, srry.

🫀:Seeing the seriousness of that superior immediately made you settle into the comfortable desk chair. You spoke, "That Russian soldier? nikto?, for what reason?" The superior sighed a little, and with a serious voice he spoke "I have been noticing strange behavior from that soldier, do you know why he always, every day, every week comes with you?" He asked, raising a eyebrown. You froze for a second, you were somewhat stunned as you didn't know if telling the truth would lead to you getting in trouble , you didn't have the courage to respond with words, you simply shook your head, you swallowed dryly, you were getting anxious, a part of you wanted to blurt out those words that that soldier seemed to harass you,but something inside you didn't have the courage.

The superior seemed distrustful of such words, he simply gave you a hard look and asked again in a more severe voice. "Are u sure?, If there is something that is happening and I am not aware of it for some reason there could be problems." You denied again, the superior sighed again in frustration, he simply left the infirmary, waving with his hand.

You were shaking, an argument inside your head against yourself started, on one hand you wanted to vomit everything that had happened, but another part did not have the courage.

11 at night.

You were exhausted after this busy day, the even worse side is that you still felt watched like every damn week you've been in this strange base, but today Nikto didn't come, which was strange but grateful that for a day not having to deal with him, you went out to the base patio for a bit, cigarette in hand, You felt a little of momentary peace when you felt the cold night air, you stretched a little, you turned on the cigarette and put it to your lips, you looked at the moon thoughtfully, what would have happened if you had told the superior? What is this feeling of feeling observed? who is the stalker? Your head began to spin, leading to thoughts and fictitious scenarios that you didn't want to think about so as not to stress you out more, You sighed, threw the cigarette on the concrete floor and then stepped on it with your boot, deciding to re-enter the interior of the base.

Passing through the lockers that you always had to pass to get to your infirmary, you felt a heavy and overwhelming presence behind, which quickly cornered you in a nearby locker, grabbing your two wrists together with a strong and masculine hand, before you could scream or make a sound, another hand also covered your mouth. It was Nikto, he saw you with that terrifying and threatening look, it was so terrifying, those blue eyes so empty, that mask so fucking strange, and his great height and muscle body, He looked at you for a few seconds, he got closer to you and with that deep voice says, closer to you ear that You can feel and smell his breath. "Why are you getting so close to the superior? We are not happy". You started to break out in a cold sweat, you tried to move or at least kick him with your legs, he but quickly moved his leg between your crotch, completely immobilizing you. ""Answer us, pretty doctor."

Seeing obviously no response he started to rub his leg closer to you crotch . ""We have done everything to make you notice us, so you pay us like this?" He said, his voice lower and more serious. What he mean by that? What is he going to do? You stared at him in terror, he tilted his head a little, Without letting you react, he put a handful of an old cloth in your mouth, with a smell of chloroform. with the other hand continuing to hold your wrists together, the other hand began to slowly grope your waist and hip, you could see the look full of madness in him, with luck playing against you, the chloroform began to act, quickly taking you into a state of unconsciousness, your body unconscious fell on your back, which made him grab you, the bag of his belt with equipment a rope enough to tie both your wrists, the same with your legs, he threw you over his shoulder and started walking towards the parking lot.

You woke up in a basement, tied to a chair, the basement was cold, the only light was a light bulb hanging from the ceiling, and it seemed to sway and threaten to fall and crash at any moment.

You panicked, struggling against the ropes that kept you incapacitated, but it was useless, it was a professional tie-up, you wouldn't escape from this chair without a fucking sharp object to undo the ropes. The door made a horrible squeak, being opened, a Nikto still dressed in the military uniform, he approached you slowly, his heavy footsteps echoing, he whispers in your ear, "We have plans for you, pretty doctor". He said menacingly, moving his hand up and down your thigh.

(I think the last part is going to be part 4, anyway, thanks for reading.)

[milaisreading]

Hello can I request crossdresser!y/n being in barou's place (after the u-20 match) and his family warmly welcomed her and she almost teared up Infront of them?? 😭😭

🌱🩷: THIS WAS SUCH A CUTE REQUEST! THANK U🩷🩷

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. In the story the boys will be using he/him when addressing Yn. Requests for this series are open. Also I made up the names of Barou's sisters!

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

'Stay calm (Y/n)... it's just Barou's family... are they as scary as my own?! Or as uptight as Reo's?!' (Y/n) gulped as she stood near the gates of Barou's house, fidgeting the random pastries she bought on her way there.

"I can't... what if they will go in on my appearance, too? Or what if Barou's siblings start judging me like my brothers do."

Taking a deep breath, she slowly took her phone out of the pocket and dialed a familiar number. (Y/n) nervously tapped her foot, feeling like throwing up her lunch as Barou answered.

"Loser, where are you?"

"I can't bring myself to ring the doorbell!"

"What?! Why are you being so dramatic?! Just ring the doorbell!"

"I can't! My legs are frozen here at the gates... maybe I should have called you an hour ago..." She sneezed. There was short silence and (Y/n) could feel the anger bubbling up inside Barou from the other side.

'I am fucked.' She closed her eyes and moved the phone away from her ear.

"ARE YOU STUPID?! AN HOUR?!" Barou took a deep breath and she heard feet moving around and doors opening.

"I can't leave you anywhere! Stay there- Mina, stop playing with the spoon!"

"Mama, Shouei-nii is being mean!"

Those were the last things (Y/n) heard before the line went silent. She put her phone in her pocket again and looked up at the darkening sky.

'I can do it! I can do it! I can do it-'

"IDIOT! I WILL KILL YOH IF YOU GET SICK!" Barou yelled as he opened the gate, glaring over at (Y/n), who jumped in fright.

"I am too young to die! Do you know how many cuisines I didn't try yet?!" She yelled, glaring over at him.

After about 5 minutes of Barou calming (Y/n) down, they walked towards the entrance door.

"You didn't have to bring us anything... we invited you-"

"No. It's the least I can do after your parents offered dinner and a sleepover." (Y/n) quickly said back as Barou opened the door.

"Idiot..."

"Stop calling me that." She said, sending him a side glare.

"Stop being one."

"Nii-san, why are you being mean to the only normal friend you ever had?" The two stopped at the entrance and looked down at a girl with red eyes and dark brown hair looking up at them. She didn't look older than 8.

"Mina, shut up." Barou said with a red face as another girl approached them. She had brown eyes and black hair, and didn't look older than 14.

'So... these are Barou's sisters?' (Y/n) thought.

"Mina is right, nii-san. Aside from (L/n)-san, I don't know who else could tolerate you."

"Mina, Akane, shut up."

(Y/n)'s jaw dropped at how casual the three siblings were with each other, the younger two going as far to yell back at Barou. It was something she really wasn't used to.

'My brothers would break my nose if I dared to talk like this.'

Just as the siblings were about to get louder, another voice echoed through the room.

"What are you three doing there?! That's no way to welcome our guest! Especially when he is still one foot in the cold."

The four tensed up as they turned to look at a much older man, who looked similar to Barou.

'Well... seems like he got his looks from his dad...' (Y/n) looked between the older man and Barou, who huffed a little.

"Sorry, dad."

'How are they so casual?! My dad would ground me if I didn't add any honorifics.'

"Hush! All of you! The poor boy is still in the cold." A woman with brown hair and eyes walked into the hallway while looking at (Y/n) in concern, a look she didn't get from her adoptive mother ever since she arrived at the house.

'That must be Barou's mom...'

The girl shook her head and her face turned red as the family turned their attention to her.

"I...It's fine! Than-thanks for having me here!" She said nervously and bowed.

"(L/n) (Y/n), it's an honor to meet you all."

"Nii-san... how did you end up befriending such a polite guy?" Akane raised her eyebrow as (Y/n) looked back at the trio.

"What do you want to say with that?" Barou sent the middle child a warning glare.

"You are rude." Akane said back as Mina joined in on the fun.

"And you snore!"

"What does that have to do with anything?!"

Barou's father sighed as he walked over to calm the trio down, as the mother walked over to (Y/n), sending her a welcoming smile.

"Ignore them, they are like that all the time, but they mean no harm. Come in now, it's probably cold."

(Y/n) slowly nodded her head at the woman as she lead her inside and closed the door behind her.

"You really don't need to help me. Just go and hang out with Shouei." The older woman said as she watched (Y/n) cutting some vegetables. The girl shook her head and looked over at the woman.

"It's the least I can do after inviting me over."

"It's really nothing. I was happy to find out Shouei has finally found a friend... he always had a hard time finding peers to get along with."

"He did? Also, he called me his friend?" (Y/n) asked in surprise, she never thought Barou saw her as anything more than a teammate.

"Yes, Shouei is... he can be a lot... and I can see that you are pretty accepting of his nature. It's really nice to see you don't judge him for who he is." The woman's words caught (Y/n) off guard, and there was a short silence between the two.

"I really don't mind Barou's nature... it's really refreshing from what I am used to, and... judging him would just be a waste of time."

The woman looked at (Y/n) in surprise and slowly smiled while nodding.

"You are a good kid, (Y/n). I am happy to have you here. I can also see why you were picked as the team's captain."

The girl blushed a little at that as she felt her lips quiver.

'Don't come out now.'

Slowly nodding her head, she continued chopping the vegetables.

During dinner, the family would ask (Y/n) some questions about life and how Blue Lock was. The girl would answer them as honestly as possible. While mostly talking to the parents, (Y/n) never noticed Barou sending his sisters warning looks, since he knew they were about to embarrass him with whatever they wanted to say.

"So, what are your plans after Blue Lock? Do you plan on pursuing football professionally?" Barou's dad askes as (Y/n) quickly gulped down her food.

'This feels like one of those scenes where the girlfriend brought her boyfriend to meet the parents.' She suppressed a laugh as she spoke up.

"I will see... if a club offers to take me in as a player, I will gladly accept. But I do plan on finishing my studies while doing so."

"You do?"

"Mhmm. I like thinking ahead... and with a degree I have a more secure future in case something happens." She explained to the older man.

There was a short silence, and (Y/n) started to panic that she said something wrong.

"Well... now I see who the responsibile one in this friendship is." Akane laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Barou glared at her as (Y/n) grabbed his sleeve to hold him back.

"Nothing~"

"While we have the attention on me!" Mina chirped in.

"We really don't." Barou answered back.

"(Y/n)-nii! I need to tell you of the time Barou called his teacher mom!"

"Mina, shut up!" Barou's face turned red as he sent an awkward glance towards (Y/n).

"Please calm down you both. And I have to say, seeing a young boy like you being so responsible and thinking ahead is very refreshing." (Y/n) looked at the man and slowly nodded her head.

"I am sure you are a son your parents can only be proud of."

Barou noted the way (Y/n) stiffened a little and she awkwardly nodded her head.

"I guess..." She sent the man an unsure smile.

"Well, I for one am happy Shouei found a friend in you."

The man finished, leaving (Y/n) at a loss of words for a moment.

'Don't come out now... don't come out now...' She chanted to herself, holding herself back from crying.

"Sorry for my parents and sisters... they can be a handful." Barou said awkwardly as the two walked a little bit through the neighborhood after dinner. It was a calm and cold night, and (Y/n) couldn't help but find it comforting.

"It's ok... they are really kind. And they care for you a lot." (Y/n) smiled at the boy, who simply nodded his head.

"Yeah, they do.... you know, you are always welcome here." Barou blushed a little as he said the last part.

"I will note that one down." (Y/n) said, trying to make it come off as a joke, but she really meant it. Tonight was one of a kind experience for her.

'For the first time since this break started I felt like I am at home.' She smiled to herself as Barou observed her silently.

For a while, the silence stayed like that, and Barou eventually cleared his throat to speak up.

"The moon in beautiful, isn't it?"

The girl looked in surprise at Barou and then up at the moon, not noticing the red tinting his cheeks.

"It is beautiful... I didn't take you as someone who observes the moon. Should I call you Moon king from now on?" (Y/n) laughed as Barou glared at her.

"You can be unbearable sometimes."

"Thanks!"

"That isn't a compliment!"

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hello<3

Can u do something with Gavi, him dating a singer, whos older than him (3-4yrs)

I know, I took years to do this one😣😭 But I didn't had any inspiration for this one but I hope I did fulfil your expectations. Also... I combined two other requests with yours, hope you don't mind😌

Me and You -P.G

Summary: You are a famous Spanish singer and he is a Spanish football player, both together are the star couple.

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"Hello, I'm Isabella"

"I'm Cristina"

"I'm Amanda"

"I'm Y/N"

"And we're Zodiaco" The four of you said at unison with smiles on your faces as Pablo could only focus on you

"¿Lo estás viendo de nuevo?" (Are you watching it again?) Pedri asks surprised making Balde's, Ansu's, Ferran's, Eric's and Torre's attention go to him as he blushed deeply

"Ya, ya" Pablo dismissed the comment

"Is he watching the new game video of his girlfriend?" He smiled proudly at that name call.

Finally after a long three months of him begging and of you denying because you were soon about to go to tour and initiating a relationship with distance wasn't the best option, but after more begging by Pablo's side and with reassurance for both sides of not letting the pretty thing you both had going on fall, you accepted being his girlfriend. You were finally his as he was yours.

That, not adding into the mix you were three years older than him, you were scared at first, it may not be much but you knew how people tended to break out a massive scandal over a small little and almost insignificative thing and you were also afraid of what could people say about it. But like I said before, Pablo dispersed all bad thoughts from your head.

You didn't care if they talked, they would always going to, no matter what; but it was yours and Pablo's relationship, not yours, Pablo's and the whole media's relationship. You learned that and whilst you were still secret to the world, all of your family and closest friends knew about you.

And while Pablo didn't liked being teased by his friends, he was now happy they were calling you his girlfriend... Because you finally were.

"Of course I am" He stated proudly "I miss her" He looked at you trying to dodge your best friend's Amanda's, nose-touching attempts

"Who would knew that the loved starboy Pablo Gavi was gonna be head over heels for Y/N Y/L/N?" Ansu jokes

"Cállate" (Shut up) Pablo said making the guys laugh

You were in the US for your leg of the tour of your second studio album "Comparación" but that also meant you had to do a lot of press tour and didn't have a lot of time to facetime with your four months boyfriend.

The one you incredibly and deeply missed by the way.

You sighed throwing yourself in the couch groaning

"I'm so tired!" You exclaimed closing your eyes

"So am I" Cristina threw herself on top of you as you groaned once more

"I'm dead"

"Who the hell will sing the high notes, now?" Amanda kept on the joke as the four of you laughed when Guillermo, your manager entered the hotel room

"Girls, good news" He exclaimed smiling but soon his smile fell with a frown looking at you and Cristina

"Keep going" She encouraged as if nothing. And it was normal for the four of you. Being together since the first year of high school you have gone through a lot together, you were basically like sisters

"I gotta get used to this" You laugh at his murmur

"What's up?" Isabella asks

"The two interviews you were supposed to do tomorrow are cancelled because one of the hosts is unaveliable and the other had a family problem, also the show of Wednesday was postponed, the scenario broke and I'm not putting you girls to dance and sing around the whole place like that" He shook his head "Which means you have five days off, we'll be here during them and then we'll head off to Los Angeles for the night two and three"

"Oh god, yes, we can rest the vocals" Amanda said

"And the body" Cristina says "I'm not over that fall of a week ago" You all laugh, your phone vibrates with a message notification of your boy and you quickly connect dots.

"Are we free?"

"What did I just say?"

"I meant it in the way that can I go to el Clásico tomorrow and come back on Thursday?" Guillermo nodded

"If you want to, yes. Thursday and before 7pm" You nod pushing Cristina off of you, you quickly grabbed your laptop and purchased the ticket.

It was a Clásico at Camp Nou and you knew how hard Pablo and the guys have been working to break their little bad luck of losing at home. Pablo was nervous and often spoke to you about it and what techniques they wanted to try out, you wanted so badly to be there, for them and for him mostly. He also wanted you there but understood your work and why you couldn't go.

But now, these news fell like a glove. You could surprise him and support him from the stands.

"All done?" He asked as you closed your laptop

"¡Hostias, que quiero ver a mi chico, tengo dos meses sin verlo!" (Fuck, I wanna see my boy, I have two months without him!) They laughed

"I can already imagine his face" Isabella laughed as you smiled lovestruck

"So can I"

...

"Omg, look at his face" Fer, Pedro's brother was speaking to you as you laughed, it was starting El Clásico at Camp Nou and Pablo was already fouled, he had his lips in a big pout and his eyebrows furrowed deeper than always.

He was already pissing himself off and you knew that if he bottled himself up, he would at some point explode and a card (hopefully yellow) was going to be thrown at his way, even if it was better that he didn't got any.

"Although, I would pay everything I have to see his face whenever he realises you're here" You blush smiling.

People had come up to you and asked for a picture, the one you gave them to. Whenever you came to games, you always wore your Barca jersey but with your name and no number in the back. However, today you felt the need of wearing Pablo's jersey. And that you did.

You didn't cared about what anyone would say of your relationship. You only cared about what you and your boyfriend think.

The first half passed through and you were full of nervous. It was 0-0 with both teams having possibilities of winning, both of them giving their everything, fans were hyping their teams like crazy. Both teams came in after the break and the second half started.

This time, Madrid had fall asleep whilst Barcelona was thirsty over that win.

Eventually, Frenkie scored with an assist of Balde at minute 74' and the other goal came in ten minutes later by no other than your boyfriend, Pablo with an assist of Ansu.

You jumped out of your seat and hugged Fer like crazy, you were supposed to be taking care of your vocals but you didn't care, you could deal with it later, you yelled and cheered for your boy who kissed the crest over and over again, his signature celebration making you tear up from happiness.

When Pedri came up to him, hugged him and aparently told him something because after their hug Pablo's eyes racked over the whole stadium until they landed on you. He smiled jogging up towards where you were and he blew you a kiss before yelling a "¡Te quiero!"

You smiled back, blowing him a kiss too and yelled a "Y yo a tí" which had people around you "aw" a little making you blush.

At the end of the match, Pablo was ordered to give a little interview and whilst you were coming out of the seats, someone stopped you and asked you to give a little interview in which you nodded and accepted

After speaking a bit of your new album and the tipical things, the question you knew was coming finally came.

"Gavi te ha dedicado su gol, ¿Hay algo entre ustedes dos? ¿Algo que quieran decir?" (Gavi has dedicated his goal to you, is there something between you two? Anything you want to say?)

"Bueno, nada... Que él es mi chico estrella y estoy muy orgullosa y contenta de su increíble particpación esta noche. El equipo estuvo increíble y pues se merecen esta victoria. Muchas gracias, que tengan buenas noches" (Well, nothing... That he is my starboy and I am very proud and happy of his incredible participation tonight. The team was incredible and they deserve this win. Thank you very much, have a good night)

You smiled and left without saying anything else, you were looking for Gavi and when you finally did you heard something that made you smile and fall in love with him once again

"Gavi uno de los dos goleadores de esta noche, felicitaciones" (Gavi one of the two scorers tonight, congratulations)

"Thank you"

"Hemos visto algo un poco inusual, después de tú celebración has corrido hacia el área de los familiares, Y/N Y/L/N, cantante de Zodiaco, ha estado ahí y le has dedicado tú gol... ¿Algo que decir al respecto?" (We have seen something a bit unusual, after your celebration you have run towards the area of ​​the relatives, Y/N Y/L/N, singer of Zodiac, has been there and you have dedicated your goal... Anything to add?) You watched how he took a deep breath

"Ella es mi hermosa chica estrella, la quiero mucho, tenía varios meses sin poder verla ya que está de gira, me ha tomado mucho por sorpresa verla aquí hoy... No sabía que estaría aquí, solo supe que cuando la ví, tenía que dejarle saber que cada una y todas de mis jugadas, asistencias y goles son para ella, por que ella me inspira a ser mejor persona cada día. Tanto dentro como fuera del campo..." (She is my beautiful star girl, I love her very much, I had not been able to see her for several months since she is on tour, it has taken me a lot by surprise to see her here today... I didn't know she would be here today, I just knew when I saw her that I should've let her known every single one and all of my plays, assists and goals are for her, because she inspired me to be a better person each day passing. Both on and off the pitch) He shook his head his eyes softly turning to met yours, both of your smiles intensified "Ella solo es mi persona, quiero que sepa lo mucho que significa para mí y pues nada... Espero algún día poder expresar mejor todo lo que siento por ella, por que las palabras existentes, no le alcanzan" (She's just my person, I want her to know how much she means to me and nothing... I hope one day I can better express everything I feel for her, because existing words don't reach them)

"La pareja estrella les llamarán" (The star couple will call you) They laughed lightly

"Y/N y Pablo, suena también bien" (Y/N and Pablo, sounds good too)

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

[felldowntherabbitholefics]

OMG HIII

I need more mike faist fics in my life so your doing God's work

I was wondering if u could possibly do a fic with an singer/actress!reader who is finally able to come to mikes house due to having a day off, maybe she surprises him while he's still in bed or something (you can literally take it in any direction u want, whatever your heart desires😁😁)

I see you and I hear you and I am obsessed with singer!reader

I imagine she’s on tour; during the first leg, Mike was able to follow her around for at least parts of it. Cheering her on from VIP, watching amongst her friends, and the two would be spotted exploring the cities together the day before or after shows. Which would of course begin to spark rumors and curiosity online. I feel like they got together before Mike was crowned white boy of the month/challengers era so he isn’t recognized by all the fans but everyone is still curious if they’re dating or just friends. 

Unfortunately, he couldn’t keep up the groupie lifestyle for the second leg. And the two are now in a long term relationship, for the time being. But they've been calling every night, and texting all day, and counting down the minutes until they can see each other again. 

Which is how we get here. She has a slightly longer break between shows, let’s say four or five days instead of one or two. There obviously isn’t a question of how she should spend it. As soon as she gets off the plane (and grabs breakfast of course), she’s heading for his place. Even though it’s early in the morning, she can’t contain her excitement; she’s just pounding on his door. Annoyed by the rude awakening, Mike’s stomping out of bed and to the front door because who is knocking like this before 9:00 a.m. But once he opens the door and sees it’s her, he’d just get so giddy. She could not pass up her chance to surprise him and see the look on his face. 

They spend the morning in his apartment, eating their bagels and drinking the overpriced coffee she loves. And for a few hours, they just talk and talk as if it’s been years instead of months. Later in the day, they venture out for a museum date. Mike and her would be holding hands the whole time, whispering about the exhibits to each other, filling up that red iphone with photos. She’d have on just the right outfit for the occasion, praise her stylist, and together they’d look right out of a pinterest board. In fact, these two would end up on pinterest boards because Miss Singer Songwriter cannot go anywhere without a sneaky photo being taken. I imagine some candid pictures would end up online and would begin the conversation of “who is that with her?” and “so those two definitely are dating”. But then some fan in particular would ask her for a photo, which Mike would take. In recounting the story to the internet, it would pseudo-confirm that the pair was such. She would be much more offline during this break than when she’s alone on tour, so she wouldn’t see any of this until she’s back on the road. They can just bask in each other's company for the next few days. They’d go to dinner and her favorite bookstore. But what she’d cherish most was just being at home with him. She may not have said it to him, but he was really the only person who could make her feel normal. 

That wasn’t super long but I may keep writing within this storyline if people want. Also I’m not sure if people prefer third or second person for reader insert stuff so lmk what yall like.

[gowonders]

makeup sex with dom taehyun who has a bulge kink?

my reaction to this ask, GOD ANGRY TAEHYUNBNNNWKWUHWJEISIWIWI anyways ofc bae 🥹 also sorry this took me like 10 years to get to i had to think of a plot ..

warnings: actor fem reader, actor mean!dom taehyun, enemies to sorta friends 😉, cursing, manhandling, pretty much public sex…, unprotected (wrap before u tap bae), bulge kink! (duh..), choking, reader blacks out LMAO, lmk if i missed any!

“no. not happening.” said taehyun as he sees you’ve been casted together. your reaction wasn’t too far off as you read over the file one more time, no way. “do you know?? we cannot work together?” your parents had been sworn enemies since before you were born, so that was passed onto you. “fuck it, whatever. i’ll work with him, be an actual mature adult!” you snap, annoying grin growing on your face. and he just scoffs and rolls his eyes, looking back at the director with one more pleasing look. “no can do.. um, unless you don’t want the roll..?” the director asks, tilting her head at him. “ugh.. no. i’ll get over it.” he says, thanking the director before standing up and leaving her office, and you follow, giving her a large thanks before leaving the office. and as you step out, a hand wraps around your wrist, dragging you to some empty meeting room. which you soon find to be taehyun as he sits you on the large table. “okay. i know i we hate eachother, but were gonna be dating in the show, and it’s gonna be awkward as hell from everything we have to do, so i was wondering if you’d like.. i dunno.. let me fuck you.. so it seems natura-“ he says. “you just wanna get your dick wet.” you cut him off, though. “i do?? i could pick some other chick to do it if you’re not up for it, i just needed an excuse, damn. plus it’d be extra satisfying to absolutely ruin you.” he snaps back, standing closer to you as his hands lay onto your thighs. you laugh as he does so, you really don’t think he could.. “i’d like to see you tr-“ before you could even finish, his hands slide up from your thighs, and onto your chest, pushing you down onto the cold table, making you whine quietly as he does so. “you okay with this?” he asks hurriedly, almost like he’s been wanting to do this..?!?!-?-$-$/&/&

“yeah fine whatever just get over with it.” you spew, and with that, his fingers are hooking under your skirt, pulling the waistband of your panties and skirt down your legs, fabric gathering at your ankles, a small gasp leaving your lips as your bare skin meets the cold table. taehyuns eyes scan the room for cameras— and while there are none of those, there is windows, covered by blinds. and if someone looked for a little too long, they could most definitely see you two. but to taehyun? “fuck it.” he thinks, and you can hear the clink of his belt above you.. and bam. his tip is rubbing at your entrance, and with one swift motion, he’s in you, groaning at the way your walls clamp down on him. “wait— you’re not even gonna use a condom???” you ask, eyes wide in shock. “chill babe, i’ll pull out..” he says, and soon after, he’s snapping his hips into yours without remorse, almost like he’s punishing you for something. his relentless pace has your back arching into him, and it’s ripping sobs out of you that you never thought you’d hear from yourself. “t-taehyun— fuck!!! slow down—“ you beg, nails digging into his shoulders as a way to relieve any harsh actions he makes. “no,” he grunts, leaning his head back, eyes subtly scanning the room once more to see if anyone was peeping in. “gonna- gonna fuck you into some sense- make you stop being a bitch.” he takes your hand by the wrist, and starts pounding you harder (if that was even possible..) he takes your hand and places it on your stomach, right where you can feel him, repeatedly hitting the spot inside you that makes your moans break and your breath hitch. “you feel me?? huh?? i’m gonna fucking have you only think about me- make you know how much- fuck- better i am than you, yeah?” he says, squeezing his eyes shut as your walls practically suck him in, a small whine leaving his lips. “noooooo..” you whine pathetically. “yesssss…” he teases back, pressing your hand into your stomach a little more, so you feel him even better, and it makes him practically short circuit when he opens his eyes and sees how fucked out you are, keeping your hand on your stomach, and the way you sound.. it’s so, so adorable.. he could just “g’na cum..” he mumbles, free hand shaking up to your throat, lightly squeezing at it, making you feel lightheaded. you shake your head, hushed whimpers and pleas leaving you as he makes his last few thrusts. you feel his hips stutter on yours, loud groans leaving him as he does so, he squeezes your throat tighter, making you practically breathless. with that, plus the way he uses you with such force, you lose consciousness..

however, when you regain it, youre met with the sight of taehyun wiping his seed off your tummy, a shy look on his face, one you haven’t seen before. “sorry…” he mutters, he’s fully dressed now, but his cheeks are flushed and covered in sweat. “i was too rough.. just wanted to um. prove a point.” he says, finishing whatever he was cleaning off you, and pulling your panties and skirt back up, helping you up from the table. you smile weakly at him and nod, a small laugh leaving you. “excited to shoot with you, yn.” he mumbles,

and you guess you are as well.

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i hope you liked this, anonieee!!!!

[mha-cuties-pls]

omg can we PLS get a continuation of the Dabi story where he kidnaps and breeds todorokis gf (also i died @ the end poor Todoroki ��

A/N: wow !!!! I’m so glad u liked it :,)) literally as a writer nothing makes my heart burst more than comments/reblogs so this rlly meant a lot :,) . Here u go ! I’m still mentally living in this world so this flowed so easily might even have to make another smut for it

The Morning After.

Pairing: Reader x Dabi | Words: 1.1k | Rating: T (suggestive themes) | genre: fluff/humor

Sequel to ‘Stolen Hearts.’ Read Here.

Waking from a deep sleep, you felt incredibly well rested, but sore nonetheless. Your arms and legs felt like jello, and for a reason you couldn’t immediately remember, the skin on your wrists and ankles were raw; and your head really seemed to hurt.

Finally finding it in yourself to open your eyes, the strong torso you had been laying on top of began to materialize in the morning sunlight shining through the window above. But, upon seeing the motley of scarred flesh and staples, you were suddenly reminded; Last night wasn’t a dream, and this wasn’t Todoroki.

Flashes of yesterday played through your mind: The capture, his reveal as Touya, the way he had you folded under him, how you were begging for more. Your heart sank as you thought about it, and without the adrenaline, lust, and exhaustion clouding your mind, you realized the true weight of everything that happened.

At least I don’t have to explain myself, for now.

Shifting your body around just a bit, you tried to pull your head off his chest to sit yourself up, but were met with resistance when the arm he had wrapped around your shoulder pulled you closer to his body.

“Mornin’ beautiful.” Dabi said, voice quiet and raspy from sleeping. When you turned your head to glance up at him, you saw his eyes still shut, and he was nestling himself further into the bed while releasing a sigh of contentment; He must not be a morning person. You did have to admit, his messy bed head and peaceful expression portrayed a softer, more sensual side of him that you weren’t expecting. Especially not after last night.

Resisting the urge to simply fall back into his embrace and sleep a little more, you continued your ascent. And, upon finally breaking free and sitting yourself up at your waist, Dabi let out an uncharacteristically whiny groan, and shoved a pillow over his head while he mumbled something about ‘five more minutes’, making you a smile a bit. Then, a few small vibrations drew your attention to the table beside his bed, where you saw not one, but two phones; One of which, had a pink sparkly case, bearing a striking similarity to the one you remember having on yours.

Tentatively reaching your arm across his body with slow movements, you grabbed it, keeping your eyes on his head for any sign he was awake, but none came. You laid back down, throwing a quick glance up at his head under the pillow once more, before pressing the button to turn on the screen.

“43 missed calls and 27 messages”

It felt like your heart was going to drop out of your stomach and a heat rose to the back of your neck as the feeling of guilt consumed you.

Fuck.

Slinking back into the bed as you slid across the screen to unlock it, your eyes read over the names of those who had tried to contact you; most of them from someone, you were dreading to have to face.

But when you opened up the thread to Todoroki, you froze when reading his messages. They began as you would have expected, asking where you were and if you were okay. But then abruptly, his tone changes. And amongst his texts, you saw what looked like screenshots of another text thread with a video playing. Your eyes went wide, realizing what videos those were.

____? Answer me. I need to know that you’re okay

What is this? ____?

Who is that guy?

My love, please tell me what’s going on

One text, however, seemed to hurt just a bit more than the rest.

Tell me this isn’t real.

A tear you hadn’t even known was there fell from your eye, and a strangled cry left your throat, finally causing the man next to you to pop his head out from under the pillow with a mischievous gleam in his eye. “Something wrong, princess?” His smooth voice drawled out, causing you to look over at him, a mortified expression on your face as more tears leaked down your cheeks.

God he wished you knew how much that turned him on.

“What did you do?” You whispered with horror, looking into his eyes to see him staring back at you with the ghost of a smile on his lips.

“What d’ya mean?” He started, shifting his position a bit so the pillow that was once over his head propped his body up a bit more. “You knew I was takin’ those videos.” The blanket had fallen down to his waist, exposing his taut muscles to you and causing your eyes to flicker down and take in the sight of his sculpted abdomen.

“I didn’t think you’d send them to…” And as much as you tried, you couldn’t get the name out of your mouth.

“Your little boyfriend?” Dabi finished for you, and you immediately wanted to hide your face. So you did, instinctively, into his bare chest, and you were met with such a pleasant aroma of cologne mingled with smoke, you didn’t even want to pull away when you heard him laugh. “Aww, bunny.” His hands and arms pulled you closer to him, and hearing his new pet name for you gave you butterflies. “We had to tell him you were mine now, somehow. Didn’t we?”

The way his deep voice vibrated through his chest as his arms held you a bit closer to his body made you blush, alongside his words. “Yours?” You didn’t mean to say it, and make yourself look needy; it just slipped out. Pulling back from his chest just a bit, you turned your head up to meet his eyes once more, and saw a softer emotion you weren’t expecting.

His lidded eyes held admiration for you, and the smile that spread itself across his lips, while devious, was genuine as well. “Well, of course babe.” He reached his arms out to pull your body flush against his own, the close proximity of your naked bodies causing the fluttering feeling in your abdomen to start again. “I didn’t go through all that just for a quick fuck.” When his lips planted a small kiss on your nose your eyes grew wide and you looked at him longingly, which he returned, making you eternally grateful. And, as he continued leaving a sloppy trail of kisses along your neck and jaw, you gasped and moaned out a bit, your eyes closing as goosebumps ran down your spine; and just like that, your troubled conscience left your mind while thoughts of Dabi consumed you. Then, he whispered, his breath tickling your ear,

“Besides, you still gotta give me my little brat, after all.”

[scarasimping]

Scara having a scar from you but it reminded him of when he first kinda met you is the cutest thing <333

Y/n definitely traces his scars and asks for him to tell his tales his story’s

ALSO when Scara first met reader he definitely did some enemy’s with benefits kinda deal ;) (u can thank me later) he’s pinning you to the wall but your not attacking eachother just straight up flirting

(not proofread whoops im at work writing this)

YES TRACING HIS SCARS IS SOMETHING I THINK ABT 25/8

youre laying on pirate! scara's chest, one leg draped over his and your fingers trace over his scars ever so gently like he was the most precious gem to exist. swear to god this man's never felt so loved in his life. you're asking about the story behind every scar on his body, and he tells you each one with no complaints, loving how softly you touch him and how intently you're looking up at him as he talks.

the crew is probably so confused at just how much he tells you because before you, he barely said anything outside of the orders he gave or planning routes with the first mate.

so how the hell do you get him to talk so much? they'll never know.

the enemies with benefits thing though??? (/pos)

i originally had the idea for pirate scara because i wanted to write something enemies to lovers with him, so enemies with benefits is very plausible in this universe!!!

scara had just snuck into the castle once more, and after a long and surprisingly difficult sword fight, he had you pinned to the wall, his blade hovering just above your throat, yet all you could do was smile at him.

you probably say something stupid like "so, you break into girl's homes and pin them to walls often? or is this new for both of us?" or "is that a dagger in your pocket or do you like this position a little too much?"

and hes just??? is she really being so crass when her life is being threatened??

but as situations like this kept happening almost every night and then tension kept growing thicker between the two of you, one day he couldn't help himself and instead of his sword against your throat, he presses his own lips against it instead.

this man does it initially to see what kind of reaction you would give, thinking maybe it would stop the snarky comments from coming from you.

and it worked, for a second...

you let out a soft yelp as scara bites down on the flesh of your throat, one hand shooting to hold onto his head.

the quiet doesn't last long though

"this is how you really feel about me, huh?"

"can't you shut up for once?" he would say, pulling away from your neck and kissing your lips instead. he keeps you pinned to the wall, his whole body pressed against yours as you eagerly kiss him back, gripping the strands of indigo hair.

and im gonna end it there because we all know i get carried away and i will turn this into another full fic if i dont 😭😭

[moalovestxt]

Hey! Just wanted to thank u for writing for elast ㅠㅠ my boys deserve so much love and many many recognition 💜 your writing always makes me happy and gets a smile out of me, also thanks for that.

If possible (and no rushing please take your time!) can I request no. 25 from the prompt list with bby boy Wonhyuk?

Thanks, please take care and I hope your exams were alright! 🌸💖

Never without each other [Wonhyuk]

This took forever but hey I’m back and I wanted to finish this one first!

Prompt: #25 ”I’ll carry you.” with wonhyuk!

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”My legs are killing me.” You let out a sigh of frustration from the pain. You had been practicing for at least an hour without any breaks. You could feel how your legs were slowly giving up from not having a break. “I told you that we should have had a break.” Your friend Wonhyuk told you when you sat down looking like you were about to faint any second. Wonhyuk was your best friend and also happened to be in the same dance group as you. You roll your eyes to his comment, trying not to show that you knew he was right. He let out a laugh at you rolling your eyes at him. He knew he was right and that you knew that too. ”We should go to the nearby cafe’ and get something to drink.” He says with a smile. You look over at him with a small pout and nod your head. The thought of something yummy and sweet sounded perfect to you. You needed new energy from all the hours of dancing.

The only problem was that your feet was killing you and hurting real bad. You were too scared to even stand up. You didn’t want to bother Wonhyuk. He looked happy that the two of you were going to take a break. You didn’t want to break the news that you couldn’t stand up. You put your hand on the floor to push your body up but your legs gave up before you were even half way to a standing postion. You felt how Wonhyuks body supported yours before you fell on your bottom. ”hey..you weren’t kidding about your legs.” He said as worry took over him. He didn’t think you were serious about the pain. You tried to give him a smile not wanting to worry him. ”yeah..” you said. ”you shouldn’t push yourself this hard.” He said making her nod. He was known for giving you lessons when he was worried.

Wonhyuk moved to a postion so that he was able to support you while you stood up. ”I’m fine..thank you.” You said with a smile. ”Stop lying.” He said back to you making you look at him. He knew you. He was your best friend after all. On top of that, he loved everything about you. You on the other hand, had no idea about that part. ”I’ll carry you” he said making your eyes widen. You shaked your head at his words. You felt guilty. You were the one that pushed too hard, knowing that you were going to get hurt. ”I am.” He said standing infront of you. ”to the cafe?” You asked him and he gave you a nod. It wasn’t that far from where you were, but still it wasn’t short either. ”Wonhyuk..” you started but he didn’t move. ”I am..that’s it. Come on.” There was no point in arguing with him. You did as he said and you couldn’t help a chuckle leaving your lips. ”What did I do to deserve you?” You asked him while hugging him tighter, making him melt. ”You didn’t have to do anything. You are just my favorite person.” He said making you smile. He loved you. Maybe someday he will confess, but as of right now, he’s just so happy to have you with him all the time. He didn’t want to ruin your friendship. He loved hanging out with you. He wanted to do that while being more than friends.

Part 2??

[matan4il]

Hello Alice,

it’s miya again :) I hope all has been well with you. I really loved your meta this week & it made me realize the reason I appreciate your analysis so much. You write about buddie but you write about them as buck AND eddie and not like they are one combined single unit. buck and eddie are their own people with different personalities and i think people forget that sometimes when it comes to talking about them together.

I love how the focus of your analysis was eddie and his clear childhood/adolescent trauma dealing with traditional parents who believe in only one way of doing things. I feel like people kinda missed that when talking about eddie & his performing. i know people interpreted the performing line as literal but it’s much deeper than that and you pointed that out very well. it all goes to show you we look at things through so many different lens but i love your focus point so much. you honestly make me want to get better at my own writing and analysis for this two lovers.

I wanted to ask you though on your thoughts about buck downplaying his brush with death. He never has explicitly said out loud “i died” & I do think that moments coming soon. I just found it interesting that everyone keeps reiterating that to him & i wonder if he’ll snap the next time someone says it. Buck has not processed or accepted that his trauma happened. him referring to him literally dying as “an accident on the job” breaks my heart cause you can tell he wants people to stop making a big deal of it, despite it being very serious. he is suppressing his trauma which i understand as someone with ptsd. anyways sorry for my rambling. buck is my favorite & character i connect to the most so i tend to babble a lot lol. hope you have a lovely rest of your day/evening/night whenever you see this ❤️

Miya, you darling! :D I'm always so happy to hear from you! I've had a very challenging week (which is not yet over... when you read this, I'll probably be recovering from another double shift), but the feedback on everything that I was most stressing out about has been amazing, so I'm exhausted, but very satisfied! How are you? Well, I hope!

Awww! Yes, that's exactly it! I think I even explained it in one of my earlier weekly meta posts, that I'll be writing about Buck, Eddie AND BuckandEddie. So I'm glad that's something you not only noticed, but also enjoy! ^u^ Thank you SO MUCH for the kind words! And I'm particularly please to learned you liked my POV on Eddie in my 614 meta. I know I've spoken to a very perceptive friend of mine back when... I think it was still s3 airing? Or possibly start of season 4, and despite how smart and insightful she is, she had missed the bit about Eddie's conversation with Bobby back in 217. So yeah, I think a lot of people might have? We all miss something, since 911 serves us with so much goodness. And I'm glad if in this case, this is something I can add to the table.

I fully agree with you, Buck is not really coping with what happened, given the fact that he's not yet said it out loud, and other characters have to remind him of it repeatedly. I also wondered this week if his PT scores being low is also a reflection of him still struggling with the lightning strike and how to recover from it. Because remember in 301, when he was coming back from the fire truck crushing his leg? He still aced his re-qualification exam. Even after he also suffered a pulmonary embolism during that very same period of time AND survived (and rescued others during) a tsunami, we never got any indication that his physical ability to bounce back had been diminished. So that suddenly changing? It could be a sign of the gravity of the matter, and how this is different, and Buck has to wrap his head around it, but because he hasn't yet, his full recovery is also stalling. I don't wanna get too much into spoilers, but based on the little that we do know about the finale, I feel like if this isn't addressed before the end of the season, then it should be in its very last ep. The themes seem like they would easily lend themselves to it, in any case. I hope that's what happens! If it also leads to some breakthrough with Eddie, one of them finally, finally ADMITTING what the other one means to them, I would be ecstatic, but I would absolutely take the win if we simply see Buck starting to actually face the trauma he had just been through.

Thank you again for your wonderful ask! I hope you're having a great day. As always, my ask tag. xoxox

[misiwrites]

Mayblade Day 12

[previous: chapter 1 & 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 | chapter 5 | chapter 6 | chapter 7 | chapter 8 | chapter 9 | chapter 10 | chapter 11]

CHAPTER 12 prompt: fall characters: hiromi, giancarlo, julia, raul, max, mathilda, mystel, brooklyn, mariam pairings: max/mariam, implied giancarlo/olivier

Ever since her visit to the crafts & cooking club, Hiromi’s curiosity over that stack of strange chocolates she’d seen in Olivier’s corner of the classroom had been mounting. One day, she was determined to find out where the bars came from. She decided to set an ambush in the 1-A homeroom – and by an ambush, she meant sitting at her desk all day. Truly an intricate, evil masterplan.

It was the middle of the lunch break, which neither Hiromi nor anyone else in their class ever spent in the homeroom, when something finally happened. The classroom door slid open. Then, a lone character snuck into the room.

The trespasser, who apparently was so used to this maneuver that he paid no heed to Hiromi blatantly sitting there staring at him in silence, made a beeline for Olivier’s desk. When he eventually did notice her – only after dropping the chocolate on the desk – he let out a sound the mixture of a shriek and a squawk and hit his shin on one of the desks. It was the guy who’d tried to hit on everyone at the bake sale, her included.

He provided no explanation. Yowling in pain, holding his injured leg, Giancarlo Tornatore hopped right out of the room on one foot, and that was the end of it.

Hiromi rose to her feet, slowly. The bar of chocolate had a bright yellow sticker on it, the text too small for her to see. She walked over to read:

“I'm confused! I thought happiness started with an H, but mine seems to start with U.”

Hiromi hadn’t only been invited to a Fernandez house party, she’d also been ushered to add Julia’s club, the circus club, to her adventurous list of places to be. She crossed this out on a Thursday.

Because all the circus gear required so much room, the club operated in one of the halls in the sports facilities; after taking her sweet time finding the place, Hiromi stepped into a space much like the regular gym hall but bigger and more modern with a ceiling grid full of instruments for swinging, climbing, hanging, probably also flying. She was again dumbfounded by the fact that a moderately sized high school was able to have such premises for a club of likely no more than ten people.

Today, as she entered, there were five people practicing on a trapeze, set up above a flooring of mattresses to cushion any fall. One of them was Julia, her long two-colour hair braided and all tied up; another one was Raúl, indeed her twin brother whose existence Hiromi had learned more about over the bake sale concert night. There was one other girl whom Hiromi didn’t know and two more guys, a short one with blond hair whom she’d also seen in the wushu club and – well, Brooklyn. Yes, he also did acrobatics.

She heard someone call her name from behind. She spun around to see two familiar people sitting on the bottom step of the gym bleachers, and one of them being Max didn’t even faze her at this point. The other was Mathilda. There were other people watching as well, higher up on the bleachers. The circus club seemed remarkably welcoming, allowing people into the practice audience en masse. Maybe this explained why they were given such lavish spaces; none of the other clubs she'd seen had had an audience like this – nor did they have people swinging on the trapeze in the height of three or four meters off the ground.

Hiromi joined Max and Mathilda. “We meet again!”

“I was wondering if you would come,” Mathilda said with a smile.

“Gotta catch ‘em all, right?” Max added.

Hiromi sat next to him. “Have you started collecting clubs too, or why are you here? I’ve seen you more anywhere except the physics lab.”

“Not me – it’s Professor who’s in three other clubs on top of ours. We often work later in the evening or over the weekend. I’m just here to… enjoy the view.”

Mathilda let out a giggle. Hiromi, feeling mildly agitated over these two being onto some inside joke she didn’t understand, ignored them and turned to watch the circus practice for a while.

The club members were practicing in pairs, one hanging upside down from their legs on one trapeze while the other used another, an opposing trapeze as a swing, then did a flip off the swing to be caught by the other in the air. Watching Julia and the other girl practice this once in perfect sync was enough to make Hiromi feel faint in the head. She would never have had the courage to even hang from a trapeze in mid-air, let alone do it upside down, then be responsible for catching another person who launched themselves through the air towards you like a cannonball. It was incredible to watch, though. This club was no joke.

After the girls' flawless display, it was Raúl and the blond boy’s turn, with Raúl on the swing. They seemed to be synching up alright, but the moment he was supposed to let go and do the flip, something went wrong and he tumbled down to the mattress on the floor. Hiromi figured this must have been a common occurrence in circus practice. However, Mathilda on Max’s other side gasped loudly and jumped to her feet.

Raúl, agile like a weasel, did a somersault off the mattress and was back up a second later. He did seem a bit bummed by his failure, though, sulking as he marched back to the ladder up to the trapeze. Mathilda slumped back onto the bench with a small sigh.

The blond – whose name, per Hiromi finally asking Max about it, was Mystel – and Brooklyn did one successful go at the flip, then the girls climbed the trapezes again and repeated theirs effortlessly - or, at least, effortless was what it looked like to Hiromi. They had switched places, yet Julia had no difficulties clutching the other girl’s hands in the air whatsoever.

“They’re really impressive,” she commented in genuine awe.

“And beautiful,” sighed Mathilda dreamily.

“Yeah,” complied Max in equal tone.

They both earned a questioning glare from Hiromi.

Some ten minutes went by, then the club decided to take a break. Julia waved at the trio in the audience, and Hiromi waved back. The girl Julia had been practicing with, on the other hand, gave them a cold, passing look and turned away, fiddling with her hair that was tied on a knot at the top of her head. She dismantled the knot and let her hair fall down, the long, dark blue strands reaching down to her waist. Her long fringe was parted in the middle with a red headband.

Hiromi stared at her for a moment. Then, slowly, her eyes travelled over to Max. And then back to the girl.

“Do you come watch them often?” she asked her company, trying to sound casual.

“I come most days,” said Mathilda meekly. “When I’m not at my own club… Ah, I didn’t even mention, did I – I’m in the tea ceremony club… Well, sometimes we do a bit of flower arranging, too. I don’t know if you’d want to come see it, though, because, uh, well, there’s only three members, actually… It might be a bit weird to you.” She was fidgeting nervously, squirming in her seat, blushing in evident embarrassment.

“No, I’ll come check it out… sometime.” Hiromi, who’d been more interested in his answer to begin with, turned to Max. “And you?”

He shrugged, eyes drilled to what she suspected was the blue-haired girl. “Dunno. Every now and then.”

“Um. You go see the wushu club pretty often too, don’t you?”

Silence. Max turned to return Hiromi’s stare. The usual goofy smile appeared on his lips, but she had a feeling it was just slightly, just half an inch forced this time. “Yeah?”

“Wushu?” Mathilda’s curiosity had been roused as well. “Mao’s club? I didn’t know you go see them too.”

Suddenly, Max grabbed his orange backpack and jumped to his feet. “Alright, I think I should get going! See you… Oh, wait.”

Already about to storm out and flee from the scene, he paused. Then he turned back to Hiromi one more time.

“Almost forgot. Hiromi, you’re the best of our year in pretty much everything, aren’t you?”

“Uhhh.” It was true, but having such words tossed at her out of nowhere had her majorly flustered. Only an odd burble left her gaping mouth in response.

“I'm doing a study circle at my place starting from next week. Because of the midterms, you know. If you’re not too busy, it would be awesome to have you there helping out – you’d be great at it, I’m sure. Anyway, that’s going to be Sunday, maybe. Or Saturday. Let me know if you could come! Bye!”

And, in a flash of citrus colors, he was gone.

“He’s a bit strange,” Mathilda commented, possibly prompted by Hiromi’s thunderstruck face, “but nice. He’s been coming here often to watch Mariam…” She turned her attention to the now empty acrobatics set-up; all the club members had dispersed to have a drink or whatever else. “Oh… You don’t reckon he’s now got a thing for Mao, too? If he’s going to the wushu club practice all of a sudden…”

No, Hiromi thought to herself, I don’t think he has. But she chose not to divulge Max’s personal affairs any further.

[lovelywingsart]

Plans for after 'Dear Mother' (kinda long plan update shite!)

So y'all have probably noticed that I'm going ham on 'Dear Mother' - Thats because I gave myself the goal of finishing it before years end. And, good news, its almost done!!! So really, im just here to say my plans afterwards since I really haven't been updating much at all;

> Immediately after Dear Mother is finished, I'll be going on a partial hiatus to finish Baldurs Gate 3 and give myself time to relax and just... give myself a fucking break. The only times I'll be on the computer are the 2 days a week my fiance uses the PS5 to play with friends, so those are the only time I'll be doing any kind of art, be it personal or commission work. So if you happen to get a commission, please do not expect it right away. The general TAT for small things is 2 weeks, and with this hiatus and minimal energy, it might be longer. But I'll be giving myself a very... VERY much needed break to finish BG3 and have more shenanigans afterwards.

> When hiatus is over, be it immediately after the game or giving some time to work on other things, I'll be starting a new comic, and will try to pace myself a little bit because its going to be... huge. There will also be one more Survival AU written story before it starts- because this comic will be the fight against Miranda, involving the Lords, Emelia and Ethan. It is going to be huge, and its going to be difficult. There will be no other primary written stories until after its done unless there's a drabble or something someone asks me to make. I'll be finishing up and perfecting a few stories for after that's done, though I will primarily be working on the Survival AU with art, as well.

> Now, when the Survival AU comic is done, I may take another break, because there's yet another comic I'm going to start, which will be Emelias arrival to the factory. The start of this comic will also kickstart primary work focusing on the first few years of Emelias arrival. I am going to say now that while yes, they may have their moments, there will be quite a bit of mildly uncomfortable subjects, as the first few years involved some heavy mutual abuse from both. You'll get to see how she got there and how they managed the first few years as well as quite a bit with her having... well, two eyes 😂 I'll give another warning when I get there but yknow. I've said before how genuinely dysfunctional they are with a few written examples, but I feel like it'll be a different story with proper visual...

And while I'm working on that fun little bit, I'll also be introducing a new written series that I've been secretly chipping away at- While I work on Emelias background and arrival, I'll also be working on Karls.

I will be working on/posting a small(?) mini(???) series of Karls own backstory. It will include his own 'arrival' to the village, interactions with Miranda and occasionally the Lords, and even smaller things such as the loss of his leg and how he got the scars across his nose and throat, all up until Emelia is dropped off. I don't plan on there being VERY many stories, though I will absolutely be more than open to writing for him if anyone has other ideas! 💙

And... thats it for now! Noting that the next two comics are going to take quite a while, ESPECIALLY the Survival AU one... I've no idea how long everything will take exactly, and all this is going off of if life decides to give me a fucking break. There's still alot going on, and I'm struggling alot... but I still have plans. Dear Mother will be finished before the new year (if not nearly exactly ON new years depending on our plans for the next two weeks and me not getting burnt out) and I'll have January to attempt to recuperate. Will I take the entire month? I'm not sure. But given shit doesn't go wrong like it did this year, we might be ok.

But... yeah! Thats about it. Right now I'm focusing on Dear Mother and trying my best. Comms ARE still open but will just take a lil bit more time than usual, so if you're fine waiting, hit me up 👍