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a-lil-perspective · 4 years ago

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Remember Me/Holding On (For Dear Life)

A/N: When I tell you I wept... I wept while creating this chapter. Here’s a bit different than what I normally write. Brother time. Verd’ika/Reader is not featured in this tidbit below. As much as this is her storyline post Order: 66, this is also very much the Bad Batch’s, and I’m alternating. I’m so happy to be bringing Echo into the mix, but this is incredibly sad. This chapter/scene is set less than three months after TCW episode ‘Victory and Death’... I’m sure you can guess where we’re going with that here. [Warnings: Angst, Mourning] @starflyer-104 @thegoodbatch @obiorbenkenobi @kriffingunlucky @karpasia @halzore @mangoberry43 @fxndxmxnxce @everyonehasanindividuality (Tag List is open:))

Chapter 2

Post-Imperial Proclamation

PIP Rotation Number: 79

Destination: Planet of Unknown Origins

Documentation: Scouting for Relics. Will update with any pertinence.

—Signed by Mar-4

~***~

“Well... at least the atmosphere is breathable,” Tech optimistically supplied as a small bank of snow catches in the winds from the Northeast and sprays the engineer in the face.

“Sure, but that wind is something else,” Wrecker mumbled, involuntarily shivering from a particular gust. Even the largest member with the toughest resilience to natural elements is rapidly discovering that his shield of plastoid is no match for the chilled temperatures.

“This planet seems to be nothing but a wasteland... but sometimes, not everything is what it seems,” Hunter wisely mused, keeping a few paces ahead of his crew. While the Sergeant was thankful for the stagnant and largely desolate atmosphere demonstrating hospitality to his heightened senses thus far, Hunter couldn’t shake the sinking feeling that something out there was amiss.

“Hey Cross, anything yet?”

“Negative, Sarge,” the sniper briskly informed before quietly retreating back to his task of visual scanning via HUD.

“Echo, are you absolutely certain this is where those supposed Republic relics are? I’m still not picking up anything on my own scanners—”

“We’re definitely in the right place, Tech,” Hunter assured. His face scrunched and brows fused together in fervent concentration. He took a long whiff of the atmosphere, and stray icy specks slithered underneath the Sergeant’s helmet, swirling in his nostrils whenever he inhaled. Hunter’s senses become further rapt the closer the proximity. Therein, a wide range of sensations Hunter could make out in the immediacy: the scent of weathered but mixed alloys, and wet snow blanketing them. Occasional sparks from decrepit tech still spouting some juice. Weak pulses—of engineering components, that is. Definitive proof of remains; hopefully Republic. Hunter takes another measured breath and hones in further.

It was nothing of technological frequencies coursing through his veins this time. Instead: a distinct scent that assaulted the perceptive Sergeant. A scent too distinct and too familiar in a time of waxing chaos.

The smell of death.

“Markers. Markers in the distance. About two klicks out, directly ahead,” Crosshair suddenly informed, a sense of urgency coating his estimations.

“What kind of markers?” Hunter didn’t appreciate the way his tone failed to match his usual semblance of composure.

“Can’t tell. But they seem makeshift. All clustered together,” Crosshair supplies.

Like grave markers.

“That sounds really deliberate,” Wrecker muses aloud. “You think it’s a sign of some kind?”

“Only one way to find out,” Hunter murmured.

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Only one way to find out.

Echo wishes he never would have.

But it’s better he did.

Closure.

Yet painfully open-ended.

It’s cold.

Echo is hot.

The tears that flow down his face, streaming underneath his helmet, are hot.

Yet Echo is as numb as his cheeks, barely stinging from the cold.

Names to faces. Facing each name. Empty helmets, not one the same. Lifeless eyes through tinted black. Buckets staked, just want them back. Acknowledging then, blue and white. Honorable men, once shining lights.

Brothers.

A graveyard of brothers.

Brothers of the Five-Oh-First.

Oh, Fives.

Jesse stares directly at Echo, devoid of any emotion. The latter falls to his knees in front of, begging for forgiveness, and requesting that Fives’ sacrifice be enough. The raw snow molding beneath his cybernetic knee caps is the only thing that cushions and supports the man; a broken shell of someone he once was. A broken shell; a denotation tragically befitting when situated alongside shrapnel of a Republic Cruiser. Littered about, it menacingly encircles the man. The Cruiser becomes a crude background accessory. Everything is broken, cracked, shattered, lifeless... including the bodies bunkering six feet underneath.

Jesse is not here. Rex and Cody are not here. Fives, Hevy, Droidbait, Cutup—the Dominos are not here. Names flash rapidly behind Echo’s eyes, countless brothers all secured in Death’s cold embrace. He was too late. Too late to save them.

Oh, brother.

I hope I’ll see you in another.

You’ve been gone for more than a few.

But know I will always love you.

“I’m sorry,” Echo weeps in the wind and bows his head. His anguished cries and apologies are unworthy offerings, but it’s all he has to give in the land of the dead.

Endless rows of them...

The minute Echo dwells on just how many corpses he’s in the company of, he near forcefully expels bile.

Echo screws his eyes shut. He wonders what his helmet would look like staked in place of Jesse’s, or any of his brothers’. To see himself staring back instead.

Some vode used to say that the helmets have lived a thousand lives before a Clone has lived even one. It’s certainly survived that many, but there’s more to it. The brothers used to claim that the inanimate helmet of plastoid totally embodies the man underneath, taking a life of it’s own even after the trooper passes. Echo had always remained rather neutral on the matter, at least until Fives became the superstitious type.

Until Echo was directly faced with an army of deceased brethren, graves marked solely by their helmets. Until he could feel their deep contempt with every fleeting moment he gazed further into the visor of each. He wondered if their cold blood boiled with hatred for him. For the way no one saved them, for the way no one redeemed their poor unfortunate souls. Did they cry out? Were they fearful? Or were they impassive because that’s what they were programmed to be.

When they were programmed to execute Order: 66.

So many questions. So much guilt. So much pleading. Pleas that fell on deaf ears, for one can’t raise the dead. Many more tears because of.

Echo can only hope his brothers exited this life swiftly and peacefully. He prays to whatever higher power that they experience freedom in their eternal state of rest. That they’re dancing in the cosmos, traipsing along the stars with a euphoric pep. Maybe they’re singing a favorite. Maybe they’re dreaming. Maybe they’re doing both. “Dream A Little Dream Of Me...” A favorite tune.

Fives especially could sing that one beautifully.

The settled snow eventually shifts and dips slightly as a thin man sinks down beside. Crosshair wordlessly slings his arm around Echo. The sniper averts the imitated eyes of the dead men, but the unique patterns of their helmets have already been etched into memory. Tech gingerly sits off to Echo’s right, studying the emotions of the despondent man—not really studying, but watching for a sign; to ensure that it’s okay if he reaches out to comfortingly rest a hand on Echo’s arm. Wrecker is moving from behind to wrap Echo tight and give him a grounding squeeze. Hunter’s breath hitches because for a millisecond, he imagines seeing his baby brothers’ helmets staring back at him and suddenly Hunter can’t breathe.

It’s profound. On the desolate moon, midday turns to dusk even though the skies remain gray. The five men remain huddled together, each one in the same state of reflectiveness as the next. The frigid elements ease up if only somewhat, respectfully lenient in granting the quintet their quiet memorial.

Brothers. That’s what they are. That’s what they remember. One in the same. Same heart, same blood. There’s no such thing as Kaminoans or Cloners. There’s no such thing as ‘Regs’ or ‘Defects’. There’s only brothers. Each man remembers that day: that they were just pawns, never created to be individuals. But each man learns that day: that to still possess their individuality—their very life—is a luxury. It’s worth fighting for. Freedom is worth fighting for. And each man will fight on behalf of the brothers, of the men, who never became acquainted with the prospect before their last directive condemned and reverted them to nothing more than a number.

Numbers? The only numbers relevant are the ones The Bad Batch will do on the Empire. Over and over, and relentlessly. Blow after blow until all one can hear is the sound of Freedom ringing. And ring loud it will.

The day will come, and soon.

The Empire? They’d better watch their backs.

The Cavalry Has Arrived.

~***~

Post-Imperial Proclamation

PIP Rotation Number: 79

Destination: Planet of Unknown Origins

Documentation: Scouting for Relics. Will update with any pertinence.

—Signed by Mar-4

Update: Today I cling to the remains of fallen brethren. For the sake of anonymity, names will not be disclosed. But my heart sings with all of them. It sings, and it weeps. Some days, it will do both, for heavy is the weight. But the graveyard of men is revered; a symbol of strength that our enemies cannot defeat us all. We will prevail, because we are:

Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la.

Not gone, merely marching far away.

March easy, ner vode.

—Signed by Mar-5. Echo.

#star wars #The Bad Batch #Clone Force 99 #ahh I am a sobbing mess :’D #feedback is always appreciated :)#my writing #it’s a Lil thing

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scaramouche-bully · 4 years ago

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can i req fem!sub / if you want gender neutral is ok, about being brat on the bed? and (seperate) kaeya, diluc ,xiao &childe respond on it?

— ☆ Bratty Sub headcanons

Includes: Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao, and Childe

[ Sub ] Gender-neutral reader

Contains: Bratty sub, riding, dacryphilia, humiliation, rough sex, switching, coming untouched, dirty talk, degradation, choking, slut shaming, stomach bulge, masocism, minor blood, drooling + dumfication.

— ☆ Wrecking headcanons - Childe 🐏 [ Female ]

[ masterlist ]

Apologies for the long delay. It’s been busy.

I’ve updated my rules to limit requests to two or fewer characters as to not overwhelm myself. But since this request was before the change, I will write all four. For future requesters, please stick to two characters.

— ☆ Kaeya

As soon as you talk back to him, he gives you most amused but pitiful look you’ve ever seen. He takes a moment to chuckle under his breath before he’s hoisting you up onto his lap, leaning his cheek on his hand, and gestures for you to continue.

You must think you’re so cute right now. Suddenly thinking that you’re in charge? Alright, if you want to be on top then go. He won’t do anything. Let’s see how long it’ll take for you to start whining.

He loves the flustered look you get when he suddenly gives into your demands. The brave face you try and put on as you slowly ease onto his thick cock and the frustrated whimpers you try and hide.

It’s only when you start apologizing that he disapprovingly sighs as he grips your hips, so hard that bruises will appear the next day, and slams you down on his cock.

“Talking back to me when you can’t even fuck yourself on my cock properly. What am I going to do with you?” he grunts out as your walls tighten around him and you scrabble to hold onto him, “You’re going to take every drop of my cum until your hole is stuffed got it? Aren’t I kind? Go on, thank me.”

“T-Thank..mm! Yo-You -ahh! More, ah! ” you stammer out as you claw at Kaeya’s back as he forcefully lifts you and drops you on his cock. The heavy drag of his dick against your sensitive spots is maddening that muddle your head. Every time Kaeya thrusts in you feel the breath get punched out of your lungs, the skin of your abdomen stretch and burn as you try and make room for his cock. You don’t realize that you’re crying out to him as you sob into his shoulder.

“Look at you, does that hurt? Too bad. Maybe if you didn’t act like such a brat I would be a lot nicer,” he laughs as he viciously grabs your hair and lifts your tear stained face up “Maybe I should take a picture so I can show everyone in Mondstadt what a slut you are?”

He drops your face harshly as he grips your wrists and pulls your hands behind you before he flips you both over so he’s on top of you. Your arms are at an awkward angle that strain them but when he suddenly starts pounding into you with the new leverage, whatever complaints you have are quickly replaced with moans. You mewl at the idea, your friends and family seeing how much of a wreck Kaeya can make you. It makes you burn in humiliation at the idea and you know that Kaeya would do it in a heartbeat. It’s that thought that has you cumming as Kaeya curses and buries himself as deep as he can go, painting your insides with his cum. While you’re catching your breath, Kaeya swipes at the cum that leaked out of your hole as he brings his cum stained fingers to your mouth.

“Open up,” he says, his voice sweet even as he pry’s your mouth open for you. You, naturally, bite his fingers but also lick him clean. It makes his star pupils dilate as he takes in the image before shoving his fingers into the back of your throat so you choke, “You’re so cute. It seems I have a lot to teach you about manners brat.”

— ☆ Diluc

Diluc has to deal with too many problematic issues given to him by incompetent people. It’s weeks like these when his patience runs extremely thin, even when he tries to suppress his temper.

Naturally, these are your favourite weeks to irk the man. To see just how much you can get away with and how far you can push his limits. From walking around with barely any clothes to flirting with the Knights that attend Angel Share.

Diluc is used to your...mannerisms. That is until Kaeya appears and he’s already glaring at you before you can make a move. Don’t you dare even try it unless you don’t want to walk the next day.

It takes one touch on your waist from Kaeya for Diluc to snap. He’s closing the bar early and even the drunkards can tell Diluc is pissed. Kaeya blows you a kiss and a wave over the shoulder to Diluc as he locks the door behind him.

Diluc manhandles you to the bar counter until you’re bent over with your wrists pinned behind your back. You can feel the anger radiate off Diluc as you peer over your shoulder at him. While he has a calm face, his eyes are feral as he adjusts his glove. That’s the only warning you get before he slips his hand to the front of your neck and squeezes with a vice grip.

“D-Dil-” you cough out before you’re cut with a yelp by Diluc forcefully shoving your pants down as he shoves his fingers in, gloves still on, and stretch's your hole out.

“Pathetic, you’re already this wet and I haven’t even done anything. Are you going to make a mess over my floors? You know what’ll happen if you do,” Diluc sneers as he arches your back and brings your face next to his, “Do you like being choked? Is that it? You filthy whore getting off on being used like this.”

“Hah..haha...Ka-Kaeya is nn-- oh is rough-er!” you manage to wheeze out as you stick your tongue out at Diluc. He still wears that same neutral expression but you can see something dark swirl in his eyes. He mumbles out, is that so? Before he slams you back down onto the counter top. You’re a bit dazed from the impact that you don’t hear the rustle of clothes, a belt unbuckling, before you’re being rammed into by Diluc’s cock. Your hands are scrabbling onto the countertop for some type of purchase as Diluc wastes no time and abuses your sensitive walls.

“You’re. Mine.” Each word is punctuated by a deep thrust into you, “No one can fuck you like I can. Not those useless knights. Not Kaeya. Not anyone. Got it?”

You’re dumb on the pleasure of his cock rearranging your insides that you don’t respond that Diluc clicks his tongue, bends down, and sinks his teeth into your neck. An area he knows you can’t hide with your clothes and it’s too hot to be wearing a scarf without making it obvious to what’s happening now. The burst of pain is enough to send you over the edge and orgasm on his cock. Diluc curses under his breath at your walls tightening around him as he cum inside you as he catches his breath.

“Answer me when I ask you a question.”

“Y-Yes sir...you’re the only one. Only you. Always you...”

Your words manage to sooth him a little bit but it irks him that you’re drooling all over his countertop that he just cleaned. It’s fine, he thinks, he can make you lick it up later.

— ☆ Xiao

He's a puppy that wants to impress you, but everyone has a breaking point. The constant taunting of how, despite being a powerful adepti, he can’t even pleasure a mortal in bed sends something feral inside him ablaze.

He doesn’t want to hurt you so he focuses his efforts into fucking you so good that you end up babbling praises instead. It makes him feel so warm inside when he sees your normally smug face turn dumb as you tell him he’s doing so well.

It’s the only time you can ask Xiao to be more rough with you without him worrying about breaking you. It’s so cute to you that he tries so hard that you can’t help but tease him a bit.

“Good boy Xiao. You’re doing so well,” you whisper against Xiao’s lips as you softy kiss him. You’re finally seated on his cock with his fingers are digging into your sides, strong enough to leave marks. It took a bit of coaxing from you to get Xiao to release the death grip he had on the sheets and to move his hands to your waist. If you didn’t see hand prints or bruises the next day, you were going to make this man cry. You slowly rock back and forth as you softly moan at the feeling of his cock inside you as you make small bounces.

“Don’t you feel good?” you ask as you take one of his hands off your waist and lead his fingers to your hole where you’re both connected. Lacing your fingers together as you force him to jerk off the small length of his cock that appears every bonce you make, “Come on. Go faster. Show me what an adeptus can do.”

“A-Are you sure?” Xiao stammers out as he looks up at you worried. His grip on your body slackens considerably as you sigh before cupping his cheeks.

“Xiao. Are you saying you can’t? Is it too much for someone of the adepti? What a let down you are, if you can’t do it then I’ll go find someone that cAN-!” you choke on your words as Xiao suddenly slams you on your back and drives his cock to the hilt. This time he’s taking your hand in his as he places your linked hands onto your stomach so you can feel his cock wrecking your insides through your stomach.

“W-Wait! Xiao! Ah-!”

He pulls out harshly only to slam back in desperately as he rutts against you. His cock is practically gushing pre-come as he slowly loses his sense of rhythm. A deep feral part inside him relishes in the fact that it’s his cock that makes you like this. Pupils blown wide, head thrown back, tongue lolling out. As much as it makes your entire body tremble at the onslaught of pleasure, you can’t help but let a small delirious smile appear on your face. You reach out and cling onto him, digging your nails in so deep that he bleeds, and tell him to fuck you stupid. That he’s doing such a good job and to not stop.

“I love you, I love you, I love you” he chants as he grinds his cock into you as he cums inside and fills you with his cum. The rush of warmth has you orgasming with him. Your linked hands still on your stomach where his cum paints your walls.

— ☆ Childe

He really likes switching half way during your fucking. As soon as you’ve had your fill being on top, he’s switching the roles. He might have been crying and begging you to let him cum a few seconds ago but now it’s his time to payback.

Due to the abrupt switch, you’re still high on your ride and refuse to let his child take control. He loves how feral you both get in your attempts to dominate the other.

When he finally manages to pin you down, the blood of the scratches and bite marks are still stinging but the pain get’s him rock hard. It’s like any other fight and the feeling of victory gives him a rush.

He wastes no time in pounding into you, watching you scream as you curse him out as him laughing, leaning over to kiss you as he proceeds to rail you.

He knows as soon as he kisses you, you’re biting his lips raw. The taste of blood makes him smirk against your own mouth and he feels your exasperated sigh at his kinks. It’s a small moment of respite as you both make out without trying to claw each other’s eyes out. When you finally separate for air, there’s a red line of saliva linking your mouths together that breaks when Childe sits up and wipes his mouth.

“A bit eager are we?” he taunts as his fingers run over your skin, covered in his hand prints as marks, before settling on your hip. He doesn’t need to look to know his body isn’t any different. He better hope that he doesn’t need to change his shirt in front of the anyone or else they’ll suspect he went and fought a bear again. A cruel laugh escapes you as you reach up and drag him back down to your level as you whisper in his ear.

“It’s a pity fuck Tartaglia.”

There’s a pause as Childe registers what you said before a switch flips off in his head. He lets out a low growl as he flips you onto your stomach and rams his cock into you. He relishes in the wail you let out as he grips your neck to pin your head onto the bed as he rails you into the mattress. You’re so tight around him that he has to forcefully drag his cock out just to thrust back in. He doesn’t understand how you can stay so tight even after all the rounds you both had previously.

“You, ngh--ah! b...hah...bastard!” you gasp out and you claw at the sheets as his cock fucks you so well. He slams in so deep that has you spasming with each and every thrust.

“Behave now,” he hisses out as he bites down on the back of neck as he muffles his moans as he cums inside you. Feeling him spill inside you sends a shudder of pleasure through your body that has your withering on his cock as you cum alongside him. When you’ve both caught your breath is when you elbow him in the stomach and knock him backwards so you’re back on top. He can tell you’re pissed and he’s never felt more excited.

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wh0rephobic · 3 years ago

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OMGGGG HEY AGAIN <333 it’s 🪷 anon! i was thinking, michael would definitely be a submissive top. like id LOVE to have him on top of me, but i could definitely see us riding him and he’s a moaning mess. like for example!

“mmh! y-you’re filling me so well michael, aren’t you? you’re doing amazing d-darling. you wanna cum don’t you? pretty boy. want me to go faster?”

“y-yes! hah please… please please please j-just go faster, i need to cum. please love, let me cum inside you, p-please.”

anyways just seems absolutely amazing <3 -🪷 anon

YESS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I WANNA RIDE MICHAEL UNTIL THE SUN COMES UP.

he had control in the beginning too, but when your hold clamped down so perfectly around him right in the middle of your fuck, he folded, hips stuttering and thrusts becoming sloppy as his brain leaks out of him, reducing himself to nothing more than a stupid dildo for you to bounce on as you flip him over and mount him.

“that’s it, michael, you feel so good inside of me,” you mumble, rolling your hips in circles that make him drool. “i just love your cock,”

god, the way those dirty words sound on your lips…

“f-faster—hnn!” he whimpers.

“aww, need more, pretty boy? hm?” you speed up your movements, beginning to bounce up and down on his dick. “yeah? is that any better?”

he’s nodding, biting his lip hard as you put on a show for him, rubbing one hand over his chest in seductive circles while the other drags up your torso, squeezing at your chest and peaking your nipples between your fingertips.

“you look so pretty under me, michael.” you comment, “yeah, you’re my good boy… filling me up so well!”

“‘m—i-i’m good,” he mumbles dumbly, drool dribbling down his chin as he loses control over his mouth. “g-good—i—“

“that’s right, good boy,” you purr, feeling michael twitch inside of you. “aww, do you like it when i praise you?”

he’s wheezing. “l-love it… d-don’t stop… please…”

“yeah? does somebody need to cum?” you tilt your head patronizingly. “am i making you feel too good?”

“‘s so good… ngh! s-so good—ahh-ah... please, pl- mm, fuck!”

you lean back on your elbows, putting your pussy on display so michael can see the way you are swallowing his red member whole.

“oh, shit,” he chokes, swallowing his pride as he braces for the impact of his orgasm. “b-baby, please… i-i’m g-gonna…”

you nod, rubbing his thighs with a faux pout, egging his orgasm closer and closer… drawing it out of his tip with such expertise…

michael snaps. he jolts you into the air with his hips, abs contracting as his body shakes, filling you up to the brim with his milky cum.

“o-oh-!” you gasp, watching tear tracks spill down michael’s cheeks.

you lean over him as he spurts inside of you, bringing your palms to his cheeks and wiping up the tears with your thumbs.

“shh, shhh… don’t cry, pretty boy, i’m right here for you.”

“ngh..” he sobs, “y-you feel so good!”

you kiss his lips, softly, trying to help soothe him as he becomes overstimulated from all of the pleasure. you bounce shallowly on him, working him through his orgasm.

“b-baby,” he gasps, “please get off—hurts!”

“aww,” you coo, continuing to hold his face in your hands as you climb off of his softening cock, letting his cum drip as you crawl up the bed and hold michael’s head against your tummy. “don’t worry, baby, i got you… calm down…”

“mmm,” he whimpers, “l-love you…”

“i love you, too,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to his hair as he cries into your skin.

#🍒 — let’s talk!#🍒 — michael afton #🪷

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devilinbetweenthesheet-s · 4 years ago

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Crybaby (H.S.)

Ahh not sure what this is, i’m on my period and h*rny

Warnings: smut. orgasm denial, degradation, dom/sub dynamics, slight mocking/dumbification(?), slapping, light choking. lmk if i missed anything

He's rough, she likes it. You don't have to! This contains smut, read with caution. 🍑

Word Count: 0.95k

Summary: Y/N's feeling really sorry, and Harry's just enjoying himself.

Harry x Reader

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‘Aww, baby,’ he coos at her, ‘did you think I'd let you cum?��

He's turned off her pink vibrator just as she was about to cum. Again.

She cries out, ‘B-But I've been so good! T-Thought we were d-done!’

She's taken her punishment so well, and he's proud of her, really! He doesn't think she ought to know that yet. Just a little longer.....

He growls, digging his nails into her plush thigh roughly, ‘I decide when you're done, slut. You're nowhere near done. On your knees. I don't care that the carpet's hurting you, (Y/N). Shut y'fucking mouth.’

She doesn't like how he's still got his trousers on, in contrast to how bare she is. The carpet makes her knees hurt! She whimpers, and look up at him pleadingly, ‘Sir, please—’

He smacks her flushed cheek, his rings indenting the skin, and making it sting.

‘Didn't i tell you,’ he wraps his fist around her ponytail, tugging her head back, ‘to shut the fuck up? Is it that hard to follow orders, slut?’

She shakes her head furiously, ‘N-No! But Sir, please—’

He’s not pleased with her. ‘You just can't learn, huh? I know what'll help.’

He picks up the baby pink panties that have been discarded on one corner of the bed, bunching them up in his large hand.

‘Open.’

She whines, but knows better than to disobey him.

He shoves the lace into her mouth, pressing in with his fingers just a tad until she gags around the fabric, and grips at his wrist in a silent plea to ‘stop, please’

‘There we go,’ he smirks at her helpless state, ‘can't talk much now, can you?’.

She says something snarky, but her voice comes out garbled. She’s glad he didn’t hear her.

He’s not sure what she said, but he knows her well enough to guess. He shoots her a glare and presses a finger to her lips, and says a strict, ‘shush.’

Her cheeks heat with embarrassment and fury for being reprimanded in such a childish manner, but he never fails to remind her that she's brought this upon herself.

‘If only you'd listened, hm?,’ he muses, ‘bet you're really regretting not listening to me, am I right?’

She nods shamefully.

‘Feeling sorry, (Y/N)?’ he circles her - as if she were prey - and he was waiting to pounce on her.

She nods frantically, trying to avoid his gaze. He rolls his eyes.

He tugs her head back roughly by the roots of her hair,

‘Alright, then. Apologise.’

She looks at him, puzzled. Her head's cocked to the side, asking him to elaborate.

‘Go on,’ he encourages, ‘apologize to me. Said y'were feeling sorry, right? So apologize. Unless,’ he looks at her with faux hurt in his eyes, ‘you were lying to me?’

Her eyes widen and she shakes her head, no, no, she wasn't lying! She really was sorry. Sorry she’d disobeyed him, sorry she’d cum without permission, sorry she’d spoken out of turn. Really, really sorry.

‘Prove to me how sorry you are, baby.’

She mewls at him, ‘M'sorry!’, but her voice is muffled beyond understanding.

He has a pretty good idea about what she's saying, though.

‘What's that, darling? Couldn't quite hear you,’ he bites his lip to hold back a chuckle, ‘could y'try being just a little louder f'me?

She whines, eyes pricking with tears of frustration. He was overreacting, surely. So what if she’d cum? She didn’t deserve to be punished. She didn't deserve to have more ruined orgasms than she could count on one hand. He was just being mean.

She’s brought out of her thoughts when his hand closes around her throat. A shocked gasp leaves her mouth.

‘What are you thinking, pet?’

Another garbled mess leaves her mouth at his question, and he bends to kiss the furrow between her brows.

He generously fishes the flimsy lace out of her mouth, allowing her to speak.

‘Y’never answered my question, doll.’ he presses, ‘Go on. Had so much t’say, didn’t you? Say it.’

She mutters something under her breath. He’s annoyed now. He was so kindly letting her talk, and she behaved this way. Rather ungrateful of her, he thinks.

A sharp tug to her hair makes it known that he expects her to answer clearly.

‘I was thinking about how mean you are.’ she grits out, clearly annoyed.

He laughs at her.

‘You don't know how mean i can get, darling.’

Her eyes well up with tears— she hates being mocked, and he loves doing it to her for the same reason.

‘Aww, baby,’ he chuckles, pressing a pert kiss to her nose, ‘are you gonna cry?’

She sniffles and holds back a sob. She wasn't going to get what she wanted, anyway. He was the dominant, and he made the rules.

‘Gonna cry f'me, pet? Want it that badly?’ He mocks. ‘Fuck.’

The first tear slides down her cheek, followed by another, and another.

He wipes them away with his thumb, and then pushes it into her mouth, resting it heavily on her tongue. He's pleased with her when she sucks on his finger like the good girl he knows her to be.

He palms himself through his trousers with his free hand, sighing as he relieves some of the pressure

‘Nothing gets me harder than when you cry f'me.’

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ahhh okay bye

#harry styles smut #dom!harry #mine #harry styles imagines #smut fic #fanfic

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nsfwshiggy · 4 years ago

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paring: shigaraki x fem!reader (no quirks)

warnings: 18+, sex toys, slight dirty talk, degrading (name calling) unprotected vaginal sex, noncon/dubcon, public sex, water sports(?) , cumming inside

word count: 2k

author's note: ah i'm finally posting again :D college just started again so i've been trying to get back into the swing of things but my goal is still post at least once a week and maybe twice if i have the time. i started writing this at 1am when i should've been either sleeping or studying for a quiz i have tomorrow. oh well. i hope you enjoy! constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged.

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you couldn’t believe that he made you wear this while you had to be in classes all day. you were nervous that the other people around you would be able to hear it so you got to class a little early just so you could get a seat in the back where not a lot of people sit. you send your boyfriend shigaraki a text before class started –

I am in class please don’t do anything stupid.

knowing your boyfriend perfectly well you already knew what he was going to do but honestly you were excited because you didn’t know exactly when it was going to happen. you guys were trying out a new toy but shigaraki was the one who bought it so you literally had no idea what the toy did, but you had an idea.

the toy was obviously a vibrator but you didn't know how powerful it was or how many speeds it had. you were in for a real surprise when he finally decided to use it.

you look at your phone to see if he texted back but you find that he just read your message. you hated when he did that so you just locked your phone and decided to actually pay attention in class.

about 20 minutes pass without anything happening, you were kind of disappointed that he hasn't tried anything yet. you feel your phone vibrate and you look down and see it's from shigaraki –

be a good girl

reading that made you quiver because that's what he always says before he does something to you. another 5 minutes pass and it feels like he was just picking on you by sending you that text message. you pick up your phone to send him another text but before you could - you feel it.

you gasp so loudly that some of the students turn around and look at you. you grip onto the desk in front of you. you try your best to laugh it off but -

holy fuck

it was so powerful

this was like nothing you've ever experienced before. the toy was already deep inside you so it was hitting your sweet spot right when it was turned on. you straighten your back out and push yourself into your seat even more to get friction in the other places that were desperate to be touched.

you look at the clock and see that you had another 5 minutes until class was over. your knuckles were starting to go white with how hard you were gripping the desk. you could see out of the corner of your eye that your phone was going off with multiple messages from shigaraki –

are you being a good girl?

is it making my good girl feel good?

i cant wait to the mess you made in your panties.

you couldn't do anything but just sit there because you knew if you moved the vibrator would move and if it were to move even the slightest you didn't know what kind of noise would come out of you. you only wished that the class would hurry up and finish so you could go to the bathroom so you could finish.

all of a sudden it stopped. you were so closed to cumming just from the toy but you knew shigaraki liked watching you finish.

finally the class was finished and you rushed out of the class. the bathroom wasn't too far away so you quickly walked down the hall but right before you could grab the door handle you felt it again but this time it was way more powerful.

you fall to your knees right in the middle of the hall while other students were passing you and looking down at you confused. you press your legs together and squeeze your eyes shut trying not to scream with how good you are feeling. you feel hands grabbing you to lift you off the floor but your legs are shaking so much that you can't even stand so you almost fall again but the person holds you up.

you finally open your eyes to see who is holding you up and it is none other than the person who put you into this situation - shigaraki. he wraps your arms around his neck and whispers into your ear, "how do you feel knowing that all of these people are watching you right now?"

you bite his shoulder to keep you from moaning to loudly. once again you were so close to actually finishing and it felt beyond amazing. "s-shigaraki please" you say quietly while resting your head on his shoulder. "tell me what you want? hm?" he says while laughing at you. he pulls you away from him and helps you walk into the bathroom not caring that he shouldn't be in there.

he locks the door behind you and pushes you over to the counter. "p-please let me finish" you ask him while starting to put your hand down your panties but before you could he pulls your hand away. "i don't think so.." he says while pushing his lips onto yours for the first time all day. "..i want you to beg for it like the good girl you. you are a good girl right?" he ask while smirking at you.

you look up at him and tell him that you are his good girl and that you will do anything he tells you to do. he pulls out a remote from his pocket and turns off the toy finally. you whine when the vibrating stops. "good girls don't whine" he says while pushing your skirt up and sliding his hands down into your panties. he slightly touches your swollen clit making you buck your hips into him.

"look at you acting like a little bitch in heat" he says right into your ear while slightly pushing his long slender finger into your tight hole. you push on his chest while your head falls back. "don't get too happy i'm only taking out the toy so you can't cum without me" he chuckles at you. you start to whine again.

he placed the toy that was covered in your wetness on the counter beside you. "i feel so empty now please just fuck me already" you whine at him. he was taking too long and you just wanted him to fill you up already. he turns you around and pushes you over the counter letting you see yourself in the mirror.

"look at that little slut in the mirror begging me to fuck her tight hole" he says while running a single finger down your slit. "you got so wet just from that toy" he laughs looking at you in the mirror.

you push back into him and grind your ass on his clothed dick. you look over your shoulder and see him with his head pushed back because just the feeling of your ass feels amazing against his already hard dick. he grabs your hips making you stop and then you hear him unzip his pants.

you were so ready for him to be buried deep inside you but he continue to move slowly just to tease you even more. "you have to wait patiently if you want me to fuck you good" he says while pumping his dick and slightly rubbing it up and down your dripping slit.

you moan when you finally feel him enter you. "ahh fuck fuck" you whimper while he slowly pushes into rubbing against the now highly sensitive spot deep inside of you. "p-please stop teasing me" you managed to say while looking at him in the mirror. he looks you right in the eyes and winks at you.

you try to take control but before you can do that he slams right into you without warning making you scream out in pleasure. your head drops onto the cold counter as he continues to completely destroy your insides. "does that make my little slut happy? fucking you so roughly?" he asks while slapping your ass leaving it stinging.

he lifts up one of your legs making it feel like he was even deeper inside of you, "holy f-fuck shigaraki.." you sob while he picks up the pace. you were starting to feel that tightening sensation that you always feel when you are about to cum. "i-i'm about to cum" you moan out as you look at yourself in the mirror.

your hair was sticking to your forehead because you had gotten so sweaty and some of your mascara was running down your cheeks. shigaraki says nothing and continues to push inside of you with a steady flow. you were just about to finish but you were cut off when you hear a knock on the bathroom door.

shigaraki stops and looks at you in the mirror. he holds a finger up to his mouth telling you to stay quiet. once again he says nothing and without warning pushes into you again with full force. you couldn't stop yourself from moaning out and this time you were so loud but you didn't care. you really needed to finish and every time you were close it was always taken away.

you didn't even try to stop your moans from coming out anymore you were feeling so unbelievably good that you just couldn't. shigaraki puts his hand over your mouth while continuing to do what he does best. "do you want to cum baby girl?" he asks while slowing down his thrusts but every time he would push into you he would stop for a second before pulling out again.

you nod your head yes vigorously. your legs were starting to shake. you were so close and shigaraki could tell just from you clenching around him. "fuckk.." he moans from the feeling "if you keep clenching like that i'm going to cum inside of you. i'll fill you up my little whore" he states while taking his hand away from your mouth. whoever was at the door had given up.

you nod your head, "please please" you whimper while trying to clenching even tighter around him "i want you to cum inside of me p-please" you say while looking into his eyes through the mirror. the tightening in your lower belly was back and every time he would push into you brought you even closer.

shigaraki wraps his hand around you so he could rub your neglected clit. your knees buckled as he did this giving you the final push you needed to finally cum. but because you were being over stimulated you did more than just cum. warm liquid started to slowly leak from you and you tried your best to keep it in but you couldn't.

you were so physically tired that you couldn't hold even a moan or whimper in. shigaraki was surprised by this but he didn't care because you could feel his hot load shoot into you feeling you up just like he said he would. he mumbles out a bunch of words that you couldn't make out.

he says inside of you for a few seconds before pulling out and some of his seed leaks out. you were a mess and you were also making a mess on the floor. "i should've bought that toy a long time ago" he says while laughing and holding you up once again pushing the sweaty hair off your face.

you fall into his arms because of how dizzy you felt.

"are you ready for round two at home?" he questions wiping some of your mascara off your cheeks.

©️nsfwshiggy

#boku no hero x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #shigaraki smut #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x y/n #shiggy #mha shigaraki #boku no hero academia shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #my hero academia smut #shigaraki tomura smut

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lunaekalenda · 3 years ago

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Hello anti🥺💕 I have a request for you (cuz ur amazing with ur ideas and writing) and please feel free to do this whenever u are free or if u cant I understand ✨ but could I ask for a fanfic (or any type) of Levi realizing that his girlfriend is going through a hard time such as lots of work to do, people being shit towards her and she bottles it all up. She does that cause she thinks it will just bother and annoy Levi with her problems (so she avoids talking about it as she thinks it’s not worth the extra trouble) and her life is messed up rn and slowly her smile is fading away ;( Levi later realizes that and tells his gf to just let it all out and they don’t want to and push him away (they don’t wanna see her weak cuz she is like a badass) but Levi won’t leave her side and that makes her cry like a lottt (she’s letting every tear out and that breaks Levi’s heart😭) cause no one has done that for her❤️ (I hope this request is alright and can it be like some sweet fluff but a bit of angst ahh I need that rn for my soul😭) ily lots and I am so happy ur tumblr is going well and I always look forward to what u write girl 🥺💕 have a GREAT day!

hii !! ofc omg :D i hope you like ot girl 💖🥺 i was listening to tabun by yoasobi

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He has been observing you for a time now. There's something wrong, he knows it. You don't smile as often as you did, your eyes seem off and your body language indicates there's something going on, and Levi needs to discover what's making feel bad to his girl. Also, you didn't talk about your work that much, and you remaint silent all the time. You don't even talk to him that much before sleep, and you're also sleeping too early to enjoy your man's treatments.

He keeps observing you now, while you're sitting in front of your laptop, your head on your hands and sighs escaping from your lips. Levi gets closer silently, putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Love, are you okay?" he asks. His hands make little pressures on your shoulders, something you silently thank getting closer to him. You sigh again and he leans on, his mouth meeting your ear. "What happens?" he asks, right before kissing it. You put your hands on top of his.

"I'm tired. Nothing more, love. Don't worry." you say. Oh, you know that didn't sound credible. And you know he isn't going to believe that. He sighs and makes you stand up, taking your hands and making you hug him. With your face buried there, on his neck, smelling his cologne and feeling his caress on your back. Levi sits on the couch nearly, and makes you sit on his lap. When he takes your face, making you look straight at him, he knows you're about to cry. The way his thumbs caress so sweetly your cheeks makes you melt. You don't deserve such an amazing man. Levi looks at you.

"You can tell me, hm?" he whispers. "You know I'm here for you, no matter what." you nod quietly. Levi shows and offers you a little smile. You don't want to seem weak in front of him, knowing how strong your man is. You take a deep breath.

"I don't want to be a burden to you." you say. You can't elevate your voice, you know you will cry if you do. Levi keeps caressing your humid cheeks, your legs on both sides of his hips. Levi sighs.

"You know you'll never be a burden to me, y/n." he says. His grey eyes are full of love and sincerity. He takes your hands quietly to your hips, pulling your body closer to his. "Now, do you want to talk about it?" he asks. You sigh again. You don't want to make him feel uncomfortable. But his eyes are fixed on yours, still there, looking at you with the most lovely gaze you've ever seen. You breath deep.

"I'm tired, Levi." you whisper, letting your forehead meet his neck again. Levi puts his hand on your head, caressing it quietly. "I just want to hide under the sheets and never go out." you say. All the situation, all the work, the stress, the people. It is overwhelming. Levi understands it. You've been working non-stop for a while now, and he knows it. He has been waiting for you in bed, hugging your cold body when you arrive, silently sleeping against your neck without being aware of the silent tears falling from your eyes. You feel how your chest moves with every sob, and Levi higs you stronger. He isn't going to ask yet, he wants you to breath and talk by yourself. After a couple minutes, you keep talking. "It seems as all my work is useless, that I'm just the one that works in that shit. People treat me as if I was an alien and they just keep putting their work on me because they have higher positions. I'm tired of being disrespected but I need that work." you cry. Levi's brain is experimenting new levels of violent thoughts. Why. Why someone has to make you feel bad? Why someone needs to make people feel like shit to feel good? Levi thinks he has to talk a little with your superiors.

But now, you're his priority. His heart breaks with every sob he hears from you and the tears on his neck are like poison to him. He doesn't like to see you like this.

"All that people..." he says. "I hope they found a cure for envy." the commentary Levi lets out makes you laugh. "They can't help it. They see you arriving to your workplace, all beautiful and powerful, with your precious hair and your fashion sense. With your perfect work and your way of walking that could make every single soul fall in love with you. With your precious and unique smile, that gives light to every place you enter. Your amazing personality. You're... You're so beautiful." Your sobs are now more evident.

Levi isn't a guy who usually opens about his feelings. But, knowing that he thinks all those things... It makes you happy. Suddenly, all the bad things you listened doesn't care that much. He loves you. And his love is enough to light up your days and your heart.

"I won't leave your side. It doesn't matter what people say and what that assholes want to say about my girl. I'll talk patiently to them and make sure they won't bother you again." his lips press against your head. "I love you, hm?"

You nod quietly, too emotional to talk, letting him know you love him too. You remain there, hugging Levi, his hands taking you against his chest, dry tears on your cheeks. Tiredness wins and you sleep against his chest, sleeping and resting well for once in that month. He knows you'll need time to feel better, but he won't leave you.

taglist <3: @riiza @dazaisusedbandages @levi-is-a-cutie @lazyezstudy @sassyjeankrs

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giorno-plays-piano · 4 years ago

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Your place Part 3

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (High School AU)

Warnings: yandere, obsession, bullying, dubcon (anal, fingerplay).

Words: 1081.

Summary: You suffer in the arms of America’s golden boy, the one who has been bullying you for years.

Part 1

Part 2

P.S. Yep, more shameless smut! All characters had reached 18 years of age.

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"Steve! Steve, it h-hurts!" You moaned weakly beneath him, your beatiful prom dress raised up to your waist while Steve kept thrusting his huge cock into your ass mercilessly. "Please, p-pull it out!"

But he didn't listen, smacking your ass with his rough palm in return and filling you full, leaning closer and pressing you into the soft fabric of the sofa standing in his room. You could feel his angry breath just above your ear as he pounded into you. Unable to move as he pinned you down with his muscular body, you moaned and cried as Steve kept destroying your asshole.

It took just one dance with your classmate who complimented how good you looked tonight. You thought Steve wouldn't see as he went out to have a few words with Bucky and Sam.

"Little bitch." Steve whispered to your ear, grabbing you by the throat and inhaling your smell as he buried his nose in your hair. "Seems like I've been treating you too nice, yeah? Did you forget who are you?"

You closed your eyes as shame bubbled up inside you. No, you didn't. Although today was the prom and you weren't much of high school student anymore, you were still under Steve Roger's thumb, and God, provocating him was among the most stupid things you had ever done. You wouldn't get rid of him so easily, you knew it.

"Shit." He growled, closing his eyes for a moment as he enjoyed how you squeezed his cock with your little puckered hole, trying to push him out. "If I knew your ass feels so good, I'd be fucking you like that every day. You enjoy it, huh? You like to take me with your asshole, you fucking slut?"

But before you could reply he clamped his hand over your mouth, and you felt tears gather in your eyes as you tried to kick him - of course, to no avail as he used all his strength to push you down, preventing you from getting away. The lewd sound of his body slapping against yours made your face burn in shame. Fuck, why was it suddenly starting to feel good? You could feel pleasure mixing with pain as Steve pinned you to the sofa, pressing his hot lips to your temple. Shit, shit, shit, you shouldn't enjoy it. This bastard was forcing himself on you, and you couldn't possibly get pleasure from it.

"Steve, please!" You let out a high-pitched moan. "I didn't do anything! Ahhh, I d-didn't!"

"Oh yeah?" He growled lowly above your ear, bucking his hips and drawing more moans from you. "Then why did you fucking smile when he put his hands on you? You think I didn't see? Wanna say you wouldn't jump at him because he's nicer to you than I am, huh?"

He rolled you on your side, thrusting into your ass, his hand now on your sensitive clit. Fuck, it did start feeling good. The bastard knew perfectly how to play your body to make you squirm beneath him.

It was so stupid of you to dance with a guy, knowing how possesive Rogers was. It got a bit better at the end of your last year when he seemed to calm down around you, but you just had to ruin it like that. Was that dance worth it? No, but the feeling of being free from Steve just for a few minutes probably was.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked in a low voice, biting your ear as he stilled inside you.

"You, Steve." You mumbled, wishing you could bite your tongue off.

"Say it louder."

"YOU!" You cried out as he suddenly thrusted particularly hard, his balls slapping against your buttocks. "I'm... ahh... sorry. I'm sorry for what I've done, Steve!"

You didn't see his smug smirk, but felt his hand tightening around your chest, pressing you even closer to him as he worked his fingers inside your leaking cunt, curling them and massaging your tightening walls. Oh yeah, he was fucking delighted to see you submissive again, moaning like a little slut you were just for him. A part of him was still angry at you, accepting someone else's hand, but seeing you like this, a sobbing, boneless mess, really stroked his ego.

Rolling your clit between his fingers again, he kept fucking your ass until he felt his cock throbbing, breathing loudly and barely withholding from moaning. You sobbed softly, curling your toes at the unexpected mix of pleasure and pain, giving in to the feeling. It was so fucking good when he suddenly pumped his cum inside your ass, filling you up as he rode out his orgasm, and you let out a pathetic moan, tears shining in the corners of your eyes. Steve froze beside you, keeping his cock inside while still playing with your pussy, not letting you cum yet. You huffed, but didn't voice your protest, knowing he would just snap at you.

"You got it, kitten?" He whispered to you, feeling contented with your reaction. "No one's touching you but me. What did you expect to happen, anyway? You thought I'd let this guy have you?"

"No, I didn't... I just wanted to dance."

"Don't lie to me." Steve lowered his lips to your neck, and you tightened around his fingers. "You wanted to have some freedom when I wasn't around. Well, you don't have it, got it? You're my kitten, and I'm gonna keep you."

You fell silent, listening to his heartbeat slowly returning to normal as Steve snuggled closer to you, his cuddling habits taking over what was left of his anger. Your ass still ached painfully, but it was becoming better when he finally pulled out, drawing his hand away from your embarrassingly wet pussy. Steve didn't let you cum, and you bit down on your lower lip. Despite the pain, you wanted him to fuck your sloppy cunt so damn bad.

Suddenly, he moved up, and you glanced at him, leaving the sofa. The next moment you were grasping his hand involuntarily to keep him close to you.

Steve almost purred at this gesture.

"I'm gonna take care of your sweet ass, kitten, and then I will eat you out because you're being a good girl for me now. You like the plan, huh?" He smirked, watching you getting shy, but still eager for all of it to happen. "Don't worry. I'll take good care of you."

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#steve rogers x reader #dark steve rogers x reader #captain america #dark steve rogers #steve rogers #yandere

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frogtanii · 4 years ago

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It’s wind anon!!! Who is back from the dead!

Last week was a mess of work and poor sleep. Wind anon woke up in the middle of the night for 4 of the 7 days, and had nightmares some of the others. So overall, unpleasant. But now wind anon is all good!

Getting back to reactions now :D!!

Okay, so I might as well react to the Kenma portion of “xxv. Insecurities :(“ because I haven’t gotten to it yet.

Aaaaaa anxious and insecure :0!!!! “I know I’m not the most fun” says Kenma. Wind anon, ready to throw biodegradable glitter all over Meiko’s stuff. Lord knows she doesn’t know how to do laundry—but yes. Kenma, I give many a soft pat.

“She never cared about me or what I liked...she hated the way I looked, which I don’t blame her” okay, these 3 texts (that I very conveniently put into one quotation). Wind anon finding peace with herself by imagining Meiko messing up her eyeliner and being unable to stop. Firstly, I am of the opinion that if she doesn’t care for you, you should not care for her. The idea is that you should not value her criticism and opinion especially when it’s something as superficial as looks and appearance. She was in the wrong, that’s the end of it.

“I don’t have anything to offer you” my heart is kinda heavy with this. I felt this a lot actually. Wind anon has a decent amount of self-deprecation and worries and stuff. She’s been getting better but like... there’s still times that wind anon is...struggling with her inability to do anything and such. I’m the pessimistic type. Constantly thinking of how the way I talk and type is childish, how I’m easily distracted, I talk too much, stuff like that. So this line kinda hurts in the “I understand” type of way.

“I was really mean to you too”. There was one instance where I was...irrationally angered. And I blew up on so so many people. I am ashamed of that incident, and yet...yet... they just...brushed it off? I said lots and lots of mean and terrible things to each of them but they just... I had went and gave apologies to every one of them directly in DMs the day of but they... they all said there was no harm done, that they were okay, that it’s fine for me to get angry too, and I just...couldn’t believe it. Because they all “forgave” me, or stated that there was nothing to forgive. It was baffling, it was...heartbreaking... I did end up crying because I really felt like I didn’t deserve them. Maybe part of the reason I didn’t react to Kenma until now was because some parts really hit close to home. The idea of forgiveness for example. Kenma and I really are the types to beat ourselves up after any sort of mistake. But Kenma is trying to get better, and he should respect himself for that.

“It just makes you different. And you being different isn’t bad.” YN...please, making me cry and be soft. I love YN very very very much. Oh, to cuddle in YN’s arms,,,,

“We all wanna help you and be there for you—never forget you’re worthy of love and affection just like everyone else.” Please, I cannot, I love YN so so much I just (cue wind anon sobbing from feels like the cat image with many many hearts around them). Every day we think of YN Supremacy.

Okay, gonna end this reaction here and move on to the next one! Might’ve overshared a bit;;

We <3 u fr0ggy! Take care okay?

ahh welcome back!! m rlly sorry that last week was horrible for you —i know u said ur all good but pls get some rest!!! <333 && u didn’t overshare at all!! i absolutely get being self deprecating, it’s part of the reason why i wrote this chapter the way i did!! anyways much love to u wind nonnie, i hope all is well!!

#j’s asks #anons babey #℗ poker face #wind anon

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jayflrt · 3 years ago

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IM SO SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG 😭

i would love to be wedding anon omfg and don't worry bae the quality on mobile Tumblr isn't that bad </33 just a lil but i hope tumblr fixes that and oh god the wedding.. IT WAS ACTUALLY THE WEDDING OF ONE OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS??? and like my friends and i helped in planning it out so it was going good but it we were so busy and everyone was in such a rush sigh </3 and me and my bestfriend kept running everywhere it was kinda fun seeing him RUNNING AROUND LMFAO ND CHECKING IF EVERYTHINGS IS OKAY ??? THE HAIRSPRAY MESSED UP HIS HAIR IT WAS SO FUNNY but it's okay his ass got it fixed later on ❤️ and honestly it was really good except talking with the aunties like they were talking shit about how my friend was getting married at 23 while saying we should get married soon too like ??? ugh but anyways i kinda got emo when they were standing beside each other and just </33 cause the groom was the guy my friends and i set her up with as a blind date 5 years ago </33 and i remember us making a promise that if it goes well she'd get me a bagel and today while i was getting ready i WENT TO MY HOTEL ROOM CAUSE SHE TEXTED ME TO GO THERE ???? AND then i see a plate with a bagel and it had a sticky note "fulfilled my promise" Yeah. I cried ❤️😎 ?????? so glad i didn't have my makeup done god BUT THEN I CRIED AGAIN 😓❤️ it was the first ever time i've seen her grandma and parents cry and im pretty close with them cause i remember going to her grandma's home ever weekend and she'd make us pies </3 yeah i STARTED SOBBING IN MY BESTFRIENDS ARMS IT WAS ???? and he just held me the entire time and later we got drunk sitting in our hotel room talking about random memories and :( that's how the night ended <3

hihi wedding anon !! OMG DONT APOLOGIZE I ENJOYED THE READ and sob the quality was soooo bad for me until i updated today 😭 like i could barely read the text on my smau it was so blurry :(

AHH THATS SO EXCITING THO AND YOUR CLOSE FRIEND TOO D; i honestly wouldve bawled seeing him get married to the woman he loves like THATS SO CUTE and the running around HAHAH :’)) also pls 23 is so young 😭😭 get married at your own pace !! like marriage sounds cute and all but you rlly gotta buckle down after that so enjoy the single life while you can 🥰

ALSO ?/?;&: I DIDNT ASK TO CRY TODAY WTFFFF THATS THE CUTEST THING EVER PLS IM TEARING UP JUST READING IT 😭😭😭😭 fulfilled promise pls i am going to sob i will never recover if my friend did that to me

that’s such a wonderful way to end the night !! i’m glad y’all got to talk :’) it’s so fun to talk about past memories with friends like i did that the other day with my friend and it felt so nostalgic and warm ♡

#💌 : jayflrt love notes #wedding anon

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strange-corners · 4 years ago

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It's all over

(Spoilers this story may contain sensible content, slight gore and depression)

Is a cold night, the moonlight is the thing that shines on the dark town, the streets are quiet so quiet it can make anyone ears to ring, the cold breeze howling in the air. Suddenly some steps can be heard in the distance the steps become louder and heavier in the corner of the street a silhouette can be seen it look like a man, he was walking very sluggishness and off balanced

He stop and laid on the way he was holding a bottle of wine on his hand the man was obviously drunk, he started to chug the bottle of wine then stop to recover his air as he started cough for drinking so fast. The man looked a bit young but he was a mess, his shirt was unbuttoned full of wine stains, his pants ragged all dirty cover in alcohol and dirt, hair was messy, both of his arm were cover in bandages slightly showing some red spots suggesting they're bleeding. His nose was snotty and red showing symptoms of alcoholism, eyes slightly red they look like he has cried a lot, but his face expressed that he was grieving in deep pain he started to wail in pain.

"F-f#$!..*sob*..f&%$....w-why......*hic*..."

He got off from the wall and continue walking, he tripped a lot of his way each time he fell the pebbles and the small sharp stones in the ground got stuck on his hands and knees some of them managing to burrow under his skin causing him to bleed, he didn't took notice due to his state.

After walking for a long time and keep tripping down he arrive to the outskirts of the town on the distance they're was a multiple buildings in the area he continue walking towards that direction closing distance slowly revealing that it was actually a cemetery full of mausoleums there a sign reading the following "Panteon de la piedad for Pokemon".

The young man took a sip of the bottle and walk inside the cementary the place was completely not even there was ghost type empty the moonlight was the only thing helping him to see the place and not get lost any other person at this hour would have goosebumps or be afraid but this man didn't show any of that....all he was showing was deep pain and sorrow in his face. He continue walking looking around some tombstones were old and full of cracks, others were brand new, he continue walking his body started to shake as he started to sob louder as he sees a tombstone full of yellow flowers and orange flowers they looked withered the tombstone.

He fell on his knees and started to cry getting close to the tombstone, tears running down his cheeks. "I-i-i'm *hic* sorry.....i f$!#@d up....i-im s-sorry.....it's...all my fault" his voice was completely broken as he continue whimpering.

He started to remember how he lost his best friend , It was noon and decided to walk all alone he left his gear and some pokeballs on the counter and tell the rest of his team he was going for a walk just as he was about to walk to open the door he felt something pulling his pants he turned around and see his Gengar wanting to go with him giving a gently smile.

"Abby i'm sorry... I really wish to be all on my own" he try to set her aside as he kept walking but she kept insisting.

"I think it would be wiser if i make you some company you don't know what could happened besides i'm really about you lately" he shrug her as he telling her that he wouldn't take very long,Abigail look at ground and let him go before he could left she told him to not take to long Silver nodded and close the door. He headed toward the entrance of a forest to clear his head of all the things that have been bordering as he continue to walk in the middle of the forest he was surrounded by three wild mightyenas they snarled at him showing their fangs ready to kill him and probably eat him, "Ahh $&@¤!!" he quickly took of his shirt and wrapped around his left arm putting it infront of the vicious canine with right arm he slowly pull out his hunting knife that was in his back pocket to defend himself his hand was shaking his breathing was short and heavy as he was getting anxious by his situation there was no way he could run his back was against a boulder it was a dead end and there was it was impossible to pass by them and try to outrun them all he started to regret for not listening to Abigail advice all he could do now was try to defend himself hoping they would give up and leave him be.

"COME ON YOU MOTHERF#$!@&%S I KILL ALL OF YOU!" He yell to the top of his lungs hoping this would scare them away but all he did was made them mad, one of the mightyena jump forward as he open his mouth and started mauled on the wrap arm luckily for him the sharp teeth didn't pierce the skin of the trainer, the young man didn't waste no time as he soon realize the other two would come to attack him.

He quickly draw the knife and stab with a his might on the creature sides multiple times, the canine let out a loud whimper letting go of the arm as he fell to the ground lying in the floor immobile. As the trainer quickly turn to see the others jump at him he tried to stab one of them but it was too late one of them manage to bite his arm before he try to defend himself the weight of the creature force him to fall to the ground.

He let out a scream of pain feeling the sharp fangs digging into his flesh, the warm blood runnning all over his hand as the creature violently shake his head growling in anger trying to disarm the trainer, the pain was too much he let go of the knife and tried to force his way out of it's jaw but suddenly was interrupted by the other mightyena who bit the other arm but this one manage to pierce the clothes that was protecting the trainer arm.

"Son of a.....ARGHHH!!!" He yelled in pain as the two vicious creature mauled him, ::IS THIS HOW I'M GOING TO DIE?!?::he thinks to himself this was the end,this is how he would die all alone like a dog as he started to lose strength on both of his arm.

Suddenly out of nowhere a flash of lighting hit one of the Mightyena letting a loud growl as the creature started to roll over in pain. The other Mightyena let go of the man's arm and turn to the way the lighting came from Silver turn to see too confused. In the shades of a tree a dark figure came out surround by darkness and a purple mist, two red glowing eyes appear as the figure emerge out of the shade it was a Gengar...it was the trainer's companion.

"Back off both of you leave my friend alone!!" This was the very time Silver saw Abigail angry yet in her eyes he saw that she determined to fight to the bitter end. The Mightyena who got zapped by the lighting started to get up and cough a lot he turned to look at Abigail and snarled at her in anger slowly getting along with his partner ready to attack her.

Silver couldn't give her any orders or try to help her he was too busy trying to close the wound as the bites were deep enough to open the flesh and servere some blood vessels all he could do was try his best to patch the wound with his cloth and trust in Abigail to fight off the vicious canines but he was afraid fot this was no longer a friendly match or a tournament with rules this was the wild it was kill or be killed situation.

The both Mightyenas approach her as she took a defensive stance being cautious for whatever attack they might do, one of them attack using Dark pulse before the attack could even reach her, she manage to phase through the ground getting behind on of them and attack him with poison jab managing to push her fist inside enough for the pokemon to get poison before she could act on the other wild pokemon this one jump at her not giving her enough time to try to become intangible he used the move Jaw Lock on the Gengar trapping her in his jaws she was in a type disadvantage she couldn't escape or try to phase her way out .

She cry in pain which cause his trainer stop attending to his injuries looking in horror what that wild beast was doing to his best friend, this fuel with anger adrenaline started to kick in his system as he grab the knife ingnoring the pain trying his best to close his hand running to aid Abigail before he could reach her. He was stopped by the previous Mightyena who was injured by Abigail he was poisoned but yet was persistent on keep fighting,Silver made a rush for it if he was gonna bite or do anything that was fine by him he could stab him and try to save Abigail.

The Mightyena jump at him but Silver manage to stab the wild pokemon before he could bite him down killing it, as he get up Abigail cried for help as the creature viciously crush her with it's teeth. Silver was furious as he yell "LEAVE HER ALONE!!!" He grab him by the back before he could stab him the wild pokemon let go of the Gengar and launch at him bitting again on his wounded arm this ripping some flesh off causing him to let go of the knife.

Silver yelled as he hit the ground being again in the same situation before only this time worst he saw on the Mightyena eyes how mad it was willing to kill it's prey he saw his own reflection knowing this was the end. Suddenly Abigail jump behind it putting her hands on the creature head as she started to use Thunderbolt zapping the Mightyena's head frying his brain as smoke came out of it's eyes and mouth as the sound and smell of sizzling flesh could be heard after a couple of secinds that felt like hourse she let go as the wild pokemon fell to the ground....dead.

"A...a-are....you ok?" Abigail ask her voice was ver low as she held her chest she was completely injured but her main concern was her trainer's health.

"I-i-i am...but you?" He ask as he try to regain some air, breathing heavy as he got up covering his arm. "I-im....not doing well....i...." She hit the ground Silver was afraid as he try to lift her up.

"$@!%!!! $#&!%!!! Abby is ok i take you to the center!!" He started to panicked as he lift her trying to ignore the pain as the blood came out from his injuries. He started to run the pokemon center hoping they can fix her up the weight of Abigail started to become more light by the moment as he notice something was flying in the air he look at Abigail and gasped.

From her injury a dark fainted mist started to come out of it, her fur started to become palid.

"Silver.....i feel really tired...." Her tone of voice sounded very low as she sounded a bit sloppy.

"ABBY STAY AWAKE I NEED YOU TO STAY AWAKE DON'T YOU FAINT ON ME" He started to shake her violently as he kept running the more he kept running as he felt the weight on his arms become more light.

"SOMEONE!!!! ANYONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!" He got desperate wanted to save his friend looking around to see if there was someone near them.

"Silver.....d-did i made you happy?" She ask in a very soft tone of voice.

"Wh-what?" He stopped running his legs started to shake fearing the worst.

"Did i made you happy?" She continue asking as she caress his cheek waiting for a awnser.

"O-o-of course you make me ha-happy"His voice crackle as his body shaked unable to move he slowly fell to the ground holding her close on his arm, tears started to fall.

Abigail had her eyes half open but could notice he was sad she was confused on why she was so tired and why he was crying.

"Why.......are you alw....ays sad.....you....should smile more you know..." She cleans his tears as the mist started to to become more thicker half of her body was dissapearing in the air.

Silver try to force a smile with tears on his eyes he tried to give her a smile "I-i-i'm smiling...s-s-see" he knew it was the end of her but refused to let her go.

"See?.....you....lo-look...so...mu...ch better...like....th-that...when...you smile like....that...you...look...cute..S...il...ver....very....very....cut....e..." She slowly closes her eyes as the rest of her body vanish with the mist in the air there was nothing that remain of her the only thing that was left of her was her damaged pink bow and her mega stone laying on the ground

Silver stop breathing looking at the ground as he held the pink bow and clutches tight he felt like the world has stopped as his only friend that truly understand him was gone.

"A...A-Abby?" He asked in confusion as he started to cry falling to the ground losing unconscious for the blood lose. After a while some trainers find him and rush him to the hospital where his wounds were attended. When he woke up and ask about his companion they told him they find him all alone aside some items, a nurse showed him something he wish he never wanted to see....it was a pink bow and a earing with a megastone asking him if they belonged to him.

::Why?.....why? Did i live and she had to die?....it wasn't fair, i should've been the one who had died, she would lived a happy life than me:: he thinks to himself as the memory ended still hugging the tombstone.

He let go and look at the engraved tombstone

"Here lies Abigail Goodnight, loved by her friends and trainer". He took finished chugging the wine as he laid down the ground.

"It's all my fault....i'm sorry.....i hope so-somehow you can hear me.....and know that im sorry....*hic* i... Be there with you one day". He closes his eyes as he fell asleep next to the resting place of her best friend.

(This is a AU and non canon)

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#gengar #abigailthegengar #pokemon trainer #trainer silver #AU #non canon #sad story #pokemon #pokemon story

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miriossunshine · 4 years ago

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Could I get an bnha student matchup please?^^ I am a straight female with short (a lil above shoulder length) wavy brown hair (with bangs) and brown eyes. I am pretty short (4'11), my hobbies include art, napping, cooking+baking and reading. I like spending time with the ppl I love no matter what we are doing. Fun facts: I love wearing cute oversized shirts/hoodies/sweaters, terrified of insects, a bit of a crybaby when I am very hungry. I am generally a very happy,excitable person (part 1)

continued:(part 2) I am pretty witty and funny. I like taking care of people and am very affectionate. Kind of the mom friend but also a gremlin? I love horror movies but I am also a big scaredy cat when it comes to them which is weird because I am the first one to step up and protect my friends when I feel like a situation is getting dangerous or uncomfortable for them and generally am pretty level headed. I enjoy studio ghibli movies a lot. I like urban exploring and museums. Thanks in advance! ^^

omg yes of course 🥺💞

i ship you with rikido sato!

i’m obsessed with u both omg you’d look so cute?? the height difference?? i’m sobbing,, big boy with small gf ,, ur relationship is literally rinko and takeo from my love story bc it’s so wholesome <3

you guys bake and cook together all the time ahh (*´꒳`*) all the girls are jelly when you show up to school with a neatly packed dessert to go with your lunch made by your sweetie pie of a bf~

all of his clothes are oversized on you and he is a blushing mess when he finds you wearing them casually \(//∇//)\ you just look so cute and fashionable!!

sato lowkey thinks your crybaby tendencies are cute and he knows all your favorite sweets to whip up for you when you get hungry TwT 💞💞

ur an actual ball of sunshine and he gets so excited to see you bc ur energy is just!! contagious!! you brighten up his day instantly ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

everyone calls you guys mom and dad bc you’re both so comforting and sweet to everyone 😭

big boy will protect you when you get spooked during horror movie date nights >:D he was BUILT FOR THIS!! he chuckles when you hide your face in his chest and wraps his arms around you to protect you aaaa >\\\<

sato gets so flustered when you dote on him or show pda hehe. some ways u show affection: u often hold his arm while you guys walk together, and he loves picking you up and putting you on his shoulders or giving you piggyback rides ( ＾∀＾)

#rikido sato matchup #mha matchup #bnha matchup #mod honey #lycheemouse

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xfreelycolorfulx · 5 years ago

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Camping Conundrum-BedeXOC

HAHA ITS SELF INDULGENCE TIME FELLAS STRAP IN

If you dont like OC x Canon literally just dont read it 🙈❤️

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Cold...So cold!

The days it snowed in the Wild Area were some of the worst; Gabrielle didn’t actively carry a set of thicker clothes for this situation. Bad on her, she supposes, but her rucksack is heavy enough! Her hands had an iron grip on her upper arms in a pathetic attempt to keep herself warm, thin frame shivering almost as pathetically. Her shaky breaths came in small puffs, visibly clouding into the air, occasionally distracting her for a few seconds before cold struck again. The abundance of flakes were merciless on their way down, paying no mind to her already reddened nose as they made it their homeland for a few moments before melting, only furthering her torture.

A displeased whine crept out of her lips, arm raising to wipe her nose after a sniffle. Oddly enough, the snow was so light, it seemed to just melt upon making impact with the grass. The snow didn’t tend to last long either, a few hours, at most. Weird, but nobody seemed to question that fact anymore. With a gentle smile, her frozen fingers brushed the pokeballs at her hip, glad that her precious pokemon were safe and warm. They were what mattered, she could worry about being warm herself in one of the Budew Inns later; or so she thought. As her gaze lifted back to the sky, dread crashed down in a heavy weight as she noticed the sky darkening, only lit by the fading pink-orange on the distant skyline. Brows furrowing in distraught, her gloved fingers thread through her hair, other hand moving to hold her cap to let her do so.

“Of course… Just my luck.” Shaking it off, Gabrielle affirmed herself; now is no time to be negative! Setting her cap back into its proper place, a smirk made way to her confident posture before she hunched over again, the breeze deciding then would be a good moment to pass by. Shuddering until the breeze passed, she let herself crumble to the floor, a defeated sigh heaving from her chest. The Snover sheltered in nearby grass peered curiously at her, a handful of Stuffuls bounding out to sniff curiously at her form and bag, a few sitting at her front to chirp cutely and wave their front arms. With a small laugh, her hand reached to brush against the one closest to her. The Stufful pressed into the affection with a happy squeal, nuzzling its cheek into her palm, allowing itself to be pet before her hand pulled away shortly. Gabrielle knew better, Stuffuls were forces to be reckoned with, and she didn’t want to stimulate it into a battle mood. Although seeming momentarily disappointed, the Stufful went back to its previous activities. She hummed, stripping herself of her rucksack, “Guess there’s no better time to camp then now!” She smiled, turning it around the pull off her camping gear, “Ahh~ Nothing sounds better than a warm bowl of curr-”

Her monologue was cut off as her hands brushed a nearly empty rucksack, at least of the largely needed objects she’d needed. A confused and panicked ‘ah?’ came from her lips, hands messing with the contents of her rucksack, double-- no, triple checking-- each pocket with growing panic. After the search, she came up fruitless, shoulders sagging as she let the bag slip from her grip and gently fall into the grass. Of course. She had forgotten her camping gear; the most essential set a trainer could have, especially in the Wild Area… and she didn’t have it. Swallowing harshly, Gabrielle whimpered as she bit back a frustrated sob, eyes clenched shut to prevent the flow of her oncoming tears. In place of her cries, her body sat quaking, her head ducked in shame and fists clenched against her knees. This night possibly couldn’t get any worse!

“What are you doing? You look more pathetic than usual.”

Bede.

Her head shot up at the familiar voice, nearly giving herself whiplash as she turned to look at him, startling him for a split-second. Bede was a familiar sight nearly everywhere she went, though, Gabrielle never expected to see him here. At least, not now, nor in this weather! She shot up, rushing over to him and grasping his shoulders with a broad smile, making him reel back in surprise, “Bede! Am I glad to see you!” Glad? Why is she glad? His brows scrunched in confusion, mouth opening to prod at her situation further before she moved to decide and do so herself.

“What luck! I don’t have any of my camping gear, it’s snowing, and I’m almost an icicle.” He seemed unmoved, staring at her blankly, “Yeah, I know, stupid of me! Right. ‘No less to expect from a nobody’ or whatever it is you say. But… I really need your help right now! You have your camping gear, and even if you leave now, I doubt you’d make it to the nearest city in good time. Can I please,” she emphasized her begging, “camp out with you? At least for tonight?”

Bede sat, almost flustered as he turned his head sharply to turn away from her, not daring to meet her gaze and succumb to the puppy-dog eyes Gabrielle was very much using to attempt and sway him. Taking a moment to answer, giving him time to collect himself, he brushed her hands off of his shoulders and glared her down, a smirk making way to his face. “Share a tent with somebody like you? Please, I among many others know you’re nobody important! You may have beat me twice before, w-which I let happen of course!” He cursed himself for stuttering, “But you’re not worth the time for something like that.”

Glancing at her, he tensed, startled by her dropping smile, so outwardly sad that she looked like a kicked puppy. Seeing Gabrielle look so… defeated… It didn’t feel as good as he thought it would, not even close. In fact, it kind of hurt. His confident stature slowly dropped, eyes shut as he fought himself internally. He didn’t like feeling this way, there was a dull ache in his chest, and he didn’t want to disappoint. Opening them, he sighed and crossed his arms, gaze settling to the brush beside her.

“Although...:” A small blush tinted at his cheeks at her hopeful gaze he noticed in his peripherals, hands clutching at her chest, “I’m not completely heartless… I’ll allow it.” Though he grumbled this out, she had heard it well, rising to throw her arms carelessly around his form, nearly knocking the two of them over. He choked on his breath, attempting to push her off in vain, “D-Don’t touch me!”

Gabrielle only squeezed tighter, chanting her thanks into Bede’s shoulder like her life depended on it. Letting him go, she wrung her hands as he brushed off the front of his jacket. That damn jacket, he was lucky, it almost taunted her. It was large, puffy, and obviously very warm, the end of it reaching his knees. She shivered unconsciously, watching him set up his own camp, making a petty remark about her not assisting him in pitching the tent. Gabrielle apologized softly, stating she would have helped, but she doubted her shaking hands would help him set the tent right. Bede knew she was right, but gave a small eye roll in response, because he’d never admit such a thing.

Once the tent was propped up, Bede was pleasantly surprised at Gabrielle setting down an armful of wood, setting it into a neat pile for a fire. She stepped back, reaching for her belt, tossing a pokeball between her hands a few times before tossing it forward, allowing a Centiskorch into the field. Gabrielle rose a hand to carefully stroke two fingers along the top of its head, “Bede, you remember Ashe, right?” He nodded; of course he did, the thing helped her sweep his entire team, though he rose a brow, forgetting she had nicknamed her pokemon. She stepped back from the wood pile, asking rather than demanding--as most would in battle- for the Centiskorch to light the fire for them. Without hesitation, Ashe churred in response, obediently doing as told.

The fire quickly crackled to life; luckily, the snow hadn’t made the logs and branches too wet. Gabrielle threw herself down, sitting as close as she could without it burning, “Ahhh!~” Her body sagged in relief, Ashe settling nearby, disliking the cold as much as her trainer. The wild Pokemon nearby quickly scuttled off, not wanting to be near the blaze. Bede kept back, attention brought to her shivering again. She’s still cold? Why, the fire is lit, right? This is when he took a moment to realize how long she had actually wandered in the cold, her fingertips quaking and red. When she had grabbed his shoulders, he could visibly see the flush on her cheeks and the discoloration of her nose. Clearly, Gabrielle had been out for hours. Bede sighed, shaking his head, expecting nothing less. He knew she was capable of great things, lest he ever tell her that, but she was obviously careless about a lot of things too.

Bede sighed audibly once more, taking it upon himself to remove the jacket that had been secured around him pretty much his entire journey, hesitating in a moment of self doubt. Willing himself, he approached with the jacket, open in hand, and--in a moment of panic--more or less threw it on top of her, throwing off her weight. Once catching herself, Gabrielle glanced at Bede, who had silently plopped himself by the fire a good foot or two away from her. Pulling his arms flush across his chest, his cheeks flared in a familiar flush as his gaze darted away from her form. She sat silent, only smiling softly, huddling herself into the warmth with a quiet coo.

The pair sat in silence for a while, Bede seeming to only hunch further into himself every glance he took towards her. Huddling into its warmth, Gabrielle hummed in content, seeming to bring some sort of ease to Bede’s initial panic. The fire continued to crackle as the night bore on, the sky darkening slowly. Tossing a smile to Bede, Gabrielle softly inquired, “Why not let out the Pokemon for a while? Make some curry? I don’t think either of us have had dinner.” Without waiting for an answer, her hands reached to cluster the pokeballs at her hip into her palm. Allowing them to enlarge, she tossed them lightly away from the fire, the five remaining Pokemon burst from the pokeballs. As soon as they had finally set, they quickly perked to nestle up by the fire. Turning to Bede, Gabrielle eyed his own pokeballs before glancing back up at him, “Your turn, I’m sure your pokemon would enjoy a little leisure!”

Bede’s nose wrinkled a bit, “As if you know what they’d enjoy…” Contrary to his statement, he nudged the four pokeballs into his palm. Tossing them almost carelessly, or seemingly so, as he normally would for any battle, the four Pokemon of his own joining the group. The Pokemon were a welcome sight, even the blank ‘stare’ of his Hattrem. After they settled themselves, his Ponyta and Hattrem excitedly moved up to nudge against Bede affectionately, his Duoision and Gothorita instead going to peer at Gabrielle’s own Pokemon in curious familiarity. Although Bede tried playing it off as if he was trying to push away his Pokemon’s loving touches, he sat contently and let them do so, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. As Gabrielle watched the interaction, she tilted her head curiously, “Hey, Bede? Do you nickname your Pokemon?” She knew he never referred to nicknames in battle, but he might in private, right?

“What? Why would I do something so childishly trivial as that?” Wrong. He turned his gaze towards her, looking almost bewildered by the question. Gabrielle pouted in disappointment before perking back up and crossing her arms confidently, “Alright, then I’ll do it myself!”

“No, you can’t-”

“Too bad! Hmm… The Ponyta is definitely a Cotton Candy!”

“You’re not naming it tha-”

“Hm… The Gothorita seems like a Muffin.”

“Are you serious-”

“The Hattrem is Eloise.”

“That actually… isn’t too bad-”

“I dub the Duoision… Jello-Mello!”

“I hate you.” Bede groaned, burying his head in his hands, further showing his disapproval. Gabrielle only snickered, pressing a playful finger into one of his now-puffed cheeks, “No you don’t~”

He snorted, gently slapping her hand away from his face and moved to lightheartedly sneer at her. Her hand obediently fell back into her lap, but the grin on her face only grew in turn. While it was true Bede didn't hate Gabrielle, he tried multiple times to convince himself he had at least disliked her, but even now the events unfolding before him tonight were proving otherwise. It kind of... terrified him; it was clear to many—especially after learning of his backstory—that Bede wasn’t one to know how to handle his own emotions very well. Chairman Rose is all he has, and assumes he ever will have, he can’t lose focus and disappoint him now. He can’t. He can’t…

A soft brush against Bede’s arm knocked him out of his stupor, his gaze out of it for a moment as his eyes met the Ponyta sliding its snout along his forearm in concern. Bede sighed, frame relaxing and a hand gently brushed through its mane in a silent thanks. His fingers slid through his platinum blond hair, bangs lifting and falling perfectly back into place.

“Are you alright, Bede?”

As if his previous thoughts had made him forget the entire world around him, Bede jolted at the sound of the female voice; he had forgotten how close she was. He felt vulnerable, hands wringing in his lap, why did she have to notice?! Of course she’d notice, she’s close enough as it is, but you’re being awfully obvious! His hands stopped wringing to allow him to clench his fists carefully. Get ahold of yourself. His eyes lid almost tiredly, in no mood for his usual witty responses at the time.

“...Yeah.”

And that was that. Gabrielle knew better than to push into his emotions, no matter how badly her playful nature really wanted to. Though her concerned gaze remained on him for a while, the pair sat silently. She remained quiet before glancing up at the stars slowly gathering above, thinking of a topic to change the mood. Gabrielle took a moment to watch across the way by the grass , Jello-Mello playing a game of tag with Egg, her Dracozolt, then across the field where Muffin playfully pat at Cider’s—her Appletun’s—back. It was nice seeing them get on after all the battling they've done in the past. The others had either nestled down for sleep or were simply relaxing in the fires warming blaze.

After another long moment of silence, Gabrielle hummed and shuffled to stand, “Nothing cures a quiet night like curry, how about it?” Her voice was soft, though not a whisper, not akin to her usual tone. He only nodded, her smile widening in return. Without a word, he stood to join her, leaving her in momentary silent surprise. Her surprise melted into a soft smile, moving to dig ingredients she had packed in her bags; berries, that is to say. Hopefully Bede has something to add into the pot that’ll spark up a delicious mix! Sifting through her berry collection, Gabrielle tugged a small bag of pecha berries from their confines and glancing over at Bede setting out a pot for the works, carefully starting up the base curry mix.

Bounding over, she offered the bag to Bede, who took it from her with a curt thanks. Removing a pecha berry, the look of momentary shock on his face was evident on his face; did she know he preferred sweet curries or was it just chance? Bede blanched, shaking the thought off, it had to most definitely be chance. Gabrielle smiled, “Do you mind helping me chop them?” He huffed, but took a few from the pile, collecting blades for the two of them to dice the berries up. Bede took the first one, moving to slice the fruit quickly to scoop it into the curry mix before it burned, the berry chunks all different sizes and shapes. Glancing over, he watched Gabrielle’s fruit pieces dice into quaint pieces; sure, they weren't all identical and perfect, but they were fashioned into manageable bite sized pieces.

“What are you rushing for, Bede? The curry isn't going anywhere, it doesn't cook that fast!” Gabrielle laughed between her last few words, causing Bede’s cheeks to redden in embarrassment. He had typically always rushed through his curries at times, deeming he didn’t have enough time to spend slowing down, he needed to train! Before he knew what was happening, her small hands encased his own in a guiding manner, moving to guide him into slicing. With a choke in his breath, his hands quaked in her hold, making some of the bits fairly misshapen. Gabrielle didn't mention it.

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Once the curry had finally been fully cooked—Gabrielle having had to stir it herself since Bede had been going a bit too fast and spilling some over the edge of the pot—the pair filled their bowls in respective shares for their Pokemon, who all took the food with grateful chirps. Luckily, Bede had a few fruit bunches on hand to make the curry extra sweet! Even though it wasn’t up to par with the curries she usually ate, those being much spicier, she didn't mind having something new that others would prefer.

The Pokémon tucked in rather quickly, Bede’s Pokemon taking delight in the enhanced quality of the food. The teens sat quietly with their own portions, Bede absentmindedly stirring the stock, Gabrielle lifting a spoon and offering it to Bede, “Here!”

His cheeks flushed red, choking, “Y-You’re not going to feed me! I’m not a baby!” His voice gave small crack of embarrassment, disproving his point to some extent.

Gabrielle pouted before her lips lifted into amusement, “I wasn’t going to feed you, I was offering a cheers! Unless… you want me to feed you?~” She was only teasing, but it was fun to push his buttons. The splutter that escaped his mouth was plenty reward. Bede’s mouth open and shut in unsaid words before he lifted his spoon to haphazardly clank against her own to shut her up, in turn making both the utensils contents shift and fall to the ground. With an embarrassed ‘tch’ he looked away and dunked his spoon back into the curry.

“Boo! Don’t be a stinker, Bede! I just want a toast!” She took another scoop, lifting it with a pout. His eyes wandered to her spoon, patiently waiting mid-air. With a defeated sigh, he lifted another spoonful to bump hers, much more gently this time in a successful toast. With a cheer from Gabrielle, they both swallowed their generous scoops of curry. Bede hummed in satisfaction, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth at the sweet taste.

“I like sweet curry, what luck.” Gabrielle jumped, not expecting him to talk but smiling quickly, swallowing her own bite.

She chuckled softly, waving her spoon, “I know you like them, you mentioned it in a conversation once some time ago.”

I did? Bede was puzzled, he didn’t recall ever mentioning that, and if he did, why it was important enough to remember. She only smiled, taking another bite of the curry, Bede silently following suit after another moment of thought. Many of the Pokémon finished rather quickly, nestling together to sleep for the night. Gaze moving to meet the sky, Gabrielle smiled softly at the comforting presence of the stars, the snow lessening.

Tapping his shoulder, Gabrielle pointed skyward, “Look, the snowfall is clearing up!” Following her gaze, the snow has actually visually lessened, the flakes having not only lowered in number, but also shrunk in size.

With a quiet hum to himself, Bede murmured a quiet, “Seems so…” Gabrielle cooed, snuggling further into the borrowed jacket and smiled against the fabric.

The Pokémon began taking extra shares between their trainers eating slowly, the curry pot finally left empty for the night. The two gaped at the empty pot, having been unaware of their Pokemons escapades for extra food, leading Gabrielle to pout some, but let herself sag in defeat, “Ah well… It’s time we head in anyway.”

She smiled softly, setting the dishes aside to be cleaned properly later on, fully fastening the jacket around her form as the breeze blew just as cold as before. Bede only rubbed lightly at his arms, doing what he could to avoid the breeze. He was tempted to ask for it back, but something about her content and… generally want to wear his jacket struck a hidden cord in Bede; what was this feeling? He didn’t understand why her wanting him around had affected him in such a way, he didn’t care, right?

A small yelp came from him as Gabrielle's Drizzile, Bahari, was quick to put out the fire. She shot him an apologetic smile for spooking him, the smile returned with a dignant huff, as if he hadn’t been startled at all. Once the fire had died down, Bede silently made a trek for the tent, a yawn squeaking its way past his lips. “Ah, wait!” A sharp tug at the back of his shirt almost knocked him back to the floor, and the front to choke him for a moment. Bede turned to glare at his attacker, Gabrielle shrinking sheepishly, “Sorry!”

Standing straighter, her fingers idly twirled in her locks, “I was wondering if you’d like to stargaze for a while? You don't have to! But the snowfall is clearing, I think it’d be nice.” Bede quirked a brow at her behavior, she never usually seemed so bashful about asking him to do anything before. His exhaustion was clear by his half lid eyes and the soft scowl on his features, but despite this—

“Sure.”

Both appeared surprised by his answer, Gabrielle brightening and Bede taking a moment to question if he had made a mistake. Her hand clasped his own once more, tugging him to sit at the end of the tent where the door sat open. Sitting indian style, Bede promptly ignored the feeling of her knee brushing his, no matter what sort of comfort it brought. Gabrielle craned her neck up towards the stars, on a mission for the nearest constellation. His own gaze remained on her for a moment, features unconsciously softening at her content before letting his eyes slip shut before opening to follow her gaze.

Gabrielle pointed out a few constellations, though when asked further about them, covered her eyes with her cap with a claim she knew nothing more than their names. Typical. Bede smirked, glancing down at a sudden added weight in his lap. Cider, Gabrielle’s Appletun, took his Hattrem’s usual place in his lap; a given, as it was asleep with most all the others. Cider only peered up at him curiously before nudging its head under his hand. With a breathy laugh, his fingers brushed across the Appletun’s head and returned his gaze skyward, not seeming to mind when Cider began affectionately nibbling at his fingers. The snow had finally ceased falling, now only leaving the breeze and the remaining snow for a chill.

Gabrielle sat up, lifting her right arm to point upwards, “Hey, Bede, look! I actually know about that one! It’s—“ A sudden weight on her shoulder cut her off. Her eyes widened and her mouth formed an ‘o’ inna silent gasp, quieting at the sight of Bede pressed to her side, asleep. It was nice to see him look comfortable, a small smile gracing his features and eyes shut softly, brows relaxed rather than furrowed in their usual frustration. His breaths were soft, hand draped lazily over top the Appletun in his lap, who had dozed off along with him.

Reaching behind her, Gabrielle took one of the heavy blankets he had in his tent, carefully working—with mostly one arm— to drape it over the two of them. She couldn’t bring herself to wake him or risk moving him. With a squeaky yawn of her own, she rested her head against his own and let her eyes slip shut for the night. It was a perfect moment she’d never forget.

Click!

Especially not when she had a photo to remember it by.

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Her trek back to Hammerlocke didn't take long, not after being shooed off by an embarrassed Bede before she could even help him pack up, claiming that she had gotten them into such a sleeping position and saying she should have woken him up to sleep inside. Gabrielle only chuckled, taking it in stride and collecting her Pokémon. Thanking Bede once more, her arms enveloped him in a farewell, much to his protests before she rushed off again. He had glared softly down at the dirt, pink tinting his cheeks again and his arms crossed. He seemed back go his usual self.

“Gabrielle! Hey, Gabrielle!”

She perked at the sound of the familiar voice, an even more familiar face rushing towards her. Hop smiled brightly, tugging a badge from his bag, “Hey look, I bea-“ he paused, glancing her up and down, “Did you get a new jacket? It looks familiar.”

Oh no.

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WHHHHEEEW MY WRITING SUCKS! Check the story on wattpad though! One of my close friends made cover art for it!

#bede #bede pokemon #pokemon sword #pokemonswordshield #pokemon shield #oc x canon #bede x oc #this is so self indulgent ahaha #rival bede #bede pkmn #my oc btw

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ENDGAME SPOILERS

Please don’t read the following if you haven’t seen the movie, there will be major spoilers!

I just saw the movie and I just wanted to recap/jot down things that happened/stood out to me during the movie! Similar to what I did last year after seeing IW.

Right kiddos, let’s get into it

I honestly thought Tony was fuckign dead on that ship, the fact that Nebula was shaking him n shit?? I was scared outta my mind.

They really just ... killed Thanos within the first ten minutes lmao dfkhdsvgsjdhg. I was not expecting it at all. They cut his left arm off and then decapitated him, it was absolutely wild.

At least Thor aimed for the head

OH and Tony yelling at Steve when he’s back on earth? yo i was looking around at my friends like uh is he ok ?? he needs some milk

As soon as Thanos was like aha yea i destroyed the stones owo I KNEW they were gonna go back in time

Five year time jump? wack. BUT AHHHHHHHH

TONY HAS A DAUGHTER. i cried. Also his new house by the lake? its just to cute im happy for him

Scott’s daughter, Cassie, is a full-grown teen!!!

Thor plays fortnite with korg and miek

he also uhhhhh gained a bit of weight. he isnt doing too well in new Asgard :(

Professor Hulk! smthn that i wasn’t expecting so early on

AHH Carol’s new haircut? that’s some good shit

The time travel was pretty neat

Cap fighting himself, tricking hydra, using Loki’s staff on himself. wild y’all.

tony and steve going back to the 70′s honestly made me cry. peggy was right there in-front of steve, and tony was able to have a conversation with his dad. it was actually wholesome too??

anyway, they get three stones from 2012

nebula and rhodey go to get the power stone. 2014 peter quill is dancing along like he does in the movie, gets knocked out. its quite amusing.

rhodey jumps back but nebula cant bc uh oh!!!! thanos (from a different timeline or smthn) finds out what she’s doing!!

she gets captured

Evil nebula pretends to be future nebula and jumps back to the HQ using her gear

Thor goes back to asgard, talks to his mum, anddd he gets Mjolnir back! so he has both the hammer and Stormbreaker

the soul stone. omg. Nat and Clint were the only two there and they had a small fight over who should be sacrificed. it was like some lion king shit; natasha hanging onto clint whilst dangling from a cliff and letting go. i cried ?? i felt so bad for clint.

He goes back, avengers are like uh oh fuck. but they have all of the stones!

STARK GAUNTLET BABYYYY

banner uses it and snaps back those who were dusted. his arm gets a bit fucked up, but he tolerates it bc he’s in the form of the hulk.

it works! but then evil nebula uses the quantum realm thingy to bring Thanos’ ship to the HQ

immediately sends a bunch of missiles down, i really thought someone would die but thank god everyone was ok

this sets up the final battle ground!

Thor, Cap, and Tony all fight Thanos. They’re getting pretty fucked up. thor drops both of his weapons

dramatic music plays and Mjolnir hits Thanos and flies back around only to land in sTEVE’S HAND!!!!!!

HE’S WORTHY SAKDHSDKFS. The entire theatre cheered

just ???? seeing him wield Mjolnir and use the shield???? holy fuck

Thanos beats them up a bit more and then he calls on his army and like. they all form behind him and it looks like everyone is gonna get fucked up to be quite honest

BUT THEN you hear sam’s voice and u see dr stranges portal!!!

a bunch of portals form and everyone walks out; t’challa, shuri, okoye, their army. the guardians. PETER!! bucky, literally everyone. they all stand behind steve and he says ‘avengers....assemble’ and everyone starts running towards one-another.........poetic cinema

AHH and pepper is there!! she’s rescue!!!

the stark gauntlet is handed to t’challa (by clint) then handed to peter who hands it to carol.

also um. peter saw tony and he started rambling abt wht happened and tony just pulls him in for a hug. it made me cry again

all of the female heroes help carol bring the gauntlet towards Scott, who has his van, so tht they can destroy it or smthn. it had something to do with time travel and the quantum realm skfbsdg

uh oh they don’t get it there

Thanos sees them doing this and makes his army send more missiles down (which does deplete his own army by a large amount)

He’s right beside the gauntlet and so is tony

tony looks at strange who holds up one finger. the one in 14 million

thanos puts the gauntlet on and almost snaps his fingers but he’s stopped by carol.

he removes the power stone and uses it to blast her away, then he puts it back in.

tony grabs his arm before he can snap, thanos shoves him away

i fully thought that was it for the avengers BUT MY BOY TONY!!!!!

Thanos goes to snap but nothing happens. turns out tony somehow transferred them to his own, built-in/nano-tech gauntlet!!!!!!! everyone cheered again y’all.....

he says “I am Iron Man” before snapping his fingers

lmfao thanos and his army turn to dust. by bye purple man.

by this point i was like yall where the fuck is tony he better be ok

yea about that.

I started to sob.

Tony is leaning against some debris and he’s struggling to breathe, right arm all messed up. Everyone rushes over.

Peter starts saying smthn like “come on mr stark, we won. tony please” idk what he said exactly because i was sobbing.

Pepper comes up and says “we’ll be okay. you can rest now” and i, a fool, continued to sob.

he’s staring into the distance and his arc reactor dies.

i was SOBBIng

full on

i didn’t stop crying until the credits rolled

anyway, tony’s funeral.

his ‘proof that tony stark has a heart’ reactor is sitting on a bed of flowers that’s floating along the lake in front of his home

everyone is there. the guardians, black panther fam, avengers (minus nat), fury, etc etc.

even Harley from iron man three !! he’s so grown up now D:

Thor joins the guardians and leaves valkyrie to rule new asgard!!

Steve has to go back and return the stones to their rightful timelines but haha he stays there.

he grows old with peggy and they dance in their home. they were married yall!!!

Bucky, sam, and Bruce turn around and see him sitting on a bench a little while away.

same goes up and talks to him

i thought he was pre-serum steve but YIKES he’s old instead

he passes the captain america mantle to sam, i was so happy

there’s a lot i didnt mention but this is long enough as it is sdfgsdjhfg.

this movie just made me cry so much. it was the perfect end to this ten-year journey. i mean i would obviously love if they didnt kill off tony. he’s my favourite character so god damn was it hard to see him go. but it made it that much more emotional. marvel will always remain my favourite franchise of all time, this movie was absolutely everything i wanted yet so much more.

please dont be afraid to dm me about ur thoughts on the movie! cry abt everything with me!! ask questions!!

#avengers endgame #Avengers #avengers spoilers #endgame #endgame spoilers

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