#and it wasnt one per shoulder--both were on the one shoulder

[ladysophiebeckett]

i had to visit the laundromat today to wash the thick blankets that don't fit in the washer and while i was waiting for the loads to finish, a kid walked in with two little birds on his shoulder, like a disney princess.

[gamblersdoll]

backshots, vocal denki , hair pulling, porn no plot fem reader as per usual. edit: more was added after paragraph 13.

the back of your thighs hurt, the constant abuse they had to endure when it came to doggy with denki. he was too much of a perverted fuck, every chance he got he was touching your asscheeks. his thighs smacked against the back of yours, a hand on the curve of your back.

“ you like this dick, dont you, babygirl? “ his words vibrated against your skin, although he wasnt pressed against you. you nod and moan, a hand on his as they rested along your hips. he disapproves, a hand smacking softly against your ass to make you more aware. “you like this dick, dont you?”

“yesss..” you moaned into him as your bodies bump against each other, he watching your eyes as his lidded ones focus on you. “love it so muchh..”

“yeah? how much you love this dick?” he asks, a whisper barely heard, but you knew he was a talker. his hips angle a little deeper, pulling you back in when you pull away. “how much you love that dick, baby?”

“so fuckin’ muchhh..” your words slurred, a whine bubbling over your lips. “love that dick so much..” you hiccup when he gets a little rougher than usual. damn kaminari, just wreck me, why dont you?

“yeah? like how that dick bein’ given to you?” he asks, a hand entangled into your roots and he softly tugs. he bites his lip, eyes refocusing on where you both meet. “goddamn, girl.. creamin’ on my shit.”

“yes, god, fuck..” you sob out, your scalp slightly burning with how soft but tight he has his grip. your cunt clenches around him, slick being heard each thrust.

“yeah, you know who givin’ you this dick?” he coos, pulling you up just ever so slightly and licking the back of your shoulder. “who givin’ you this dick, baby?”

“you, baby—godddd..” you groan, it being so rare he fucks you like this. your nails dig into the sheets, your head slightly being tilted back as he pulled your head back softly by your hair. “you, its always you..”

“yeah, its me, baby,” he confirms, a smile on his face and he lidded eyes bore into yours. “who takin’ this dick so good, huh?” he asks the hundredth question, his cockhead digging into each part of your cervix and getting meaner, and meaner, and meaner each time. he only moves his hips, his torso and thighs no longer moving with his hips.

“me,” you drop your jaw in a ‘o,’ feeling him starting to stretch you out as his cock gets harder. yes, his cock wasnt so, so hard, until now.

“yeah, its you, baby..” he coos, leaning down and kissing your tilted back head. he sucks on your bottom lip, mumbling against your lips. his hips slow, moving in a oval shape. “ you want more..?” he asks, knowing the answer as his hand slides up your throat to tilt your head to the side as he kissed your neck, “you want more of this dick, huh?”

you nod, pressing your hips back and creating a new rhythm. “thats my baby, fuck that dick like you mean it.” he groans, a hand smacking against your left cheek and you moan in the pain mixed with pleasure that came with spanks. “fuck that dick like you want it…”

“denkiiii..” you mewled, feeling his hands cup your hips and pull you back instead, matching your hips’ rhythm until a better pace was made. “oh my god, denkii..”

“fuck yes,” he groaned again, right up to your ear and he kisses along your neck. “come right on this dick, i know you want that.” he orders with honey coated tongue and lips, sucking on your neck as his hands stop your hips, only pushing his now. “ you better come on this dick, better tell me , too.”

his hand pressed your face into the plush mattress of his silk sheeted bed, drool spilling out a little bit from your lips and he looks to where you meet. cream of white shines along slightly of his shaft, and he rubs your back as he groans. you were coming along his dick, just like he wanted— along with your mewls and eyes rolled back to your skull. “there you go, there you go.” he praises, licking a long stripe up your spine and you shiver. “thats my (name), thats my girl.. feels so good, huh?”

how he expected you to respond was beyond you, but he’s only talking aloud now. “look at that, its all at the base, baby.. and its all over that pretty pussy of yers.”

[submariini]

Thee Antwerp Gig Overview (by #5)

me and @jeevm arrived around 7:50am at the gig, numbers 4 and 5 bc belgians simply are not a queuing people. not much happened beside chaotic uno and trix doing a short interview with us seven? i think at that point i forget

the bus arrived a little before ten am, and we were allowed to sit inside at that point so we just all went outside again and just stood there for a whole ass three hours being clowns.

jaakko, jukka and jesse walked by a few times entirely undisturbed bc belgians also do not talk ever. (and dutch ppl ig). respectful times.

eventually, at around one, Häärijä got off the bus (mostly as a distraction for K going the other way). This man came by like proper we thought he was gonna just walk by, but he waved and then decided to ignore everyone and beeline straight into my direction for a hug? hello? unsure how he still knows what i look like (was not in the yellow tshirt yet bc cold and he hasnt seen me since simerock).

K and Jesse came by as well -- please note at this point there were like goddamn 40 people there. Nothing like the Munich papal visit scenes at any point.

K just the nicest. Didn't remember me from simerock (fair, it was a factory of photographs) and was like wtf rollo (as per ushe), complimented my boots bc he likes them (they are r+ but usually kids sizes) and i got to be "mean" abt the r+ ticket sale and the bus making it stressful. When he asked it I wanted him to sign anything, I didn't have anything and he just offered to sign my boots? Man did not expect the clown to clown communication that was happening bc he seemed very oh god for real when I agreed.

Someone gave him a necklace and instantly wanted to put it on. The person who gave it couldn't fasten it bc nails/shaking hands so I offered to try and then idk how it got fastened bc christ I shook as well. Not helpful: Mikke both filming that and the boot signing up close 😭

Told Jesse he told me at simerock that I should just join the tour bus and he went "yeah that sounds like something I would say." then scolded me for not having been in Berlin for that 😭

H wandered back and forth a bit, had another weird football chat (rip hazards career) where I was sitting on a little wall, back to the bus still at that point, and he just leaned into me turning around and just held my shoulders the entire time? When I got sweaty and took my hoodie off later he also suddenly grabbed my tshirt when it was riding up I am Feeling Fine.

Was wearing the yellow tshirt w the cross stitch and he made me turn to show Jesse??? And Jesse did the nicest "wait can I touch this?" bc I guess he thought it would be fragile???

People formed a nice selfie line and K just said he's santa claus 🎅

H vanished, then came back out of the bus, and we had a weird mime moment bc I wasnt sure if he was motioning at me to get to him away from the rest. He was and I got fucking free merch??? Like free, not yet available merch. Genuinely what the FUCK. Im making an extra post abt this most likely bc I cannot explain what the hell happened in that moment and the things around it.

When Mikke did the interview w the first queuer, H just stood behind the glass door into the venue and started miming at us. Like not even properly in character? Help.

Gig

Jesus Belgian audiences proving once again we just Are like that. Refusing to goddamn shut up. Every time. Man disallowed to banter by loud belgian screaming. He seemed so touched though jesus christ time to cry

Got roasted for basically slut dropping and shooting my Häärijä sign up in the air before Mic Mac. "yes that mean fucking häärijä" local man fed up w my antics.

Got roasted AGAIN straight after Mic Mac because I was the person he pointed at during the "this is your home now" bit. (promptly decided diving behind the barrier and Face In Hands was the best reply)

Mild bit before the 2nd Cha Cha Cha as I was the front row person he called out for not sitting down. Just yelled that I got bad knees and I'm not sure anyone caught his reply properly 😂

Overall 10/10 excellent gig what the HELL. The belly flop on the balloon, the whole banter before paidaton bc so much of the queue ppl I was with took their shirt off, the way we refused to kept chanting, him trying to eat the bubbles, him talking about Hs dick and the whole balls convo??

Post Gig

Had to pick up merch for a few people, so went with the hope of a third Häärijä hug. He eventually got a bit held up outside of merch by people (lit at the door into the merch room) and I got to just "Sorry it's me again" but he just instantly hug. We talked a little about the gig (did I like it, how I was doing) and like K feeling much better/doing better ft. some dumb crap.

Merch was in fact gotten after I just LOST my friends bc of H.

CANNOT wait for London. and Glasgow but thats with normal people. Like met so many fun people in the queue who are going to be at London jesus christ. Party time.

[joviepog]

Your Reflection

Who: Siren!bur x reader

Warning: Curing, Blood, Mention of knife and death. Also killing

Pronouns: They / them

Word count: 1,455

Requests: ME

Anything else: SIRENNN YAYYYY

Two things tho. 1 is that your power is reflection and two i have picked out an outfit for you for this story! You can find it at the very end! :D

This story is NOT proofread

You started out a villain a while ago. Your father was killed by a hero that was convinced that your father was working with the villains. They then burned the building he was in. Leaving no remains…

You soon started your career as a supervillain. Your only goal was to kill te person that killed your dad… Dream. And even though you might be a villain. That doesn’t mean you like other villains too. In fact, the Syndicate had asked you to join them. But when you did join, you went solo and messed up the mission. You still won, but they were mad. You just took it as a win for yourself. Plus, the hero’s knew who you were now. That was the whole point. You left without saying a word. But it was clear to see that the syndicate and you didnt see eye to eye, per se. They always got in your way.

And even though you hate the Hero’s and eve though you hate the Syndicate there is one guys that you hate the most. Siren.

“Siren i swear to God if you don’t stop following me.” You yelled as you ran on rooftops. “Oh please! You love me~” he paused as he jumped across a rooftop to another. He continued, “Plus, you know i can’t just let you leave. You’d ruin our plan.”You scoffed and went to the same rooftop of him. “How? By killing the one thing we are both against or by hurting your little friends too?”

He stopped running and you took it as a free way to punch. You went to throw a punch and he saw this. “Stop.” He spoke slowly. But instead. he stopped instead. He had been frozen in his tracks. He sighed in exhaustion as you stepped closer, a sly smirk on your face. You went on your toes and patted his head. “Thanks for the help.”

—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—

Reflection is your villain name. You have the power to use people’s own powers against them. You are able to either steal people’s powers or when they try to use their own powers against you, it just goes back to them. It’s really helpful when you’re on the field.

—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—

“MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!”

The yelling kept going as you watched from above. You took off your mask, you hot face now cooling down. You only laughed at the chaos. You were just about to end it all. You slid your mask back on your face and jumped down from the rooftop. You saw dream fighting with some other useless villain. This was simple just go behind him..

“The fuck do you think you doing?”

Dream turned around and grabbed you by the neck. You tried to fight against him but he wasnt using his power. He was just… strong.

Still, you chuckle as you feel your feel being lifted from the ground. “Geez. You don’t want the press to see this do you?”

He faked a laugh and pulled out a pocket knife and put it to your throat. “If you think I’m going to use my powers i wont. I expected you to come.”

He stabbed you on your lower chest, slid it down so that it made a long cut, and pulled out the knife. He then dropped you and you fell to the floor, The pain now hitting you. You were losing blood, and fast. You needed help. You covered the stab wound as Dream walked away. He dropped the knife and you couldn’t help but look around.

Who would help you right now? If anything they would all want you to die. You felt yourself becoming faint. You quickly ripped a piece of your scarf and placed it on the cut. You started to feel weak and your motions were becoming sloppy.

You can’t go down like this. You wont go down like this. You stood up and wobbled to your feet and picked up the knife.

You then ran to dream and stabbed him in his shoulder. He groaned in pain and you made sure to get it as deep as possible. He then turned around and pushed you to the floor. Officially making you unconscious.

“REFLECTION!”

—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—

You woke up in a small cafe. The smell of coffee and blood hitting your nose. You looked down to see what seemed to be a teenager taking care of you. Hands on your stomach as his eyes and nose were scrunched in concentration. You quickly reached to your face to see if the mask was still on.

It was.

Behind the boy was two people. Siren and Zephyrs.

Siren was walking back and forth, his hand to his nose. Zephyrs on the other hand had a bandage to his wing and he sat on a chair talking to Siren. Your movement had made all of the boys turn to look at you.

“You’re awake! Tommy are they going to be okay?” Siren spoke up.

The boy, now known to be Tommy, spoke. “Yeah. It might be dore but it’ll do.” He didnt turn to Wilbur, but he looked at you with a sincere smile. You nodded and smiled.

“Thank you Tommy.” You turned to look back at Siren and Zephyrs. Siren looked concerned while Zephyrs just stared plainly at you. This made you stand to your feet. You tumbled a bit which made Siren come to your side. He held your arm to help you up but you pushed him to the side. You gave the their two men a smile, “Thank you so much for your help. But I’ll be going now.”

You walked out, holding your stomach as you did. When you opened the door there was a little jingle from the bell above you; signaling that you were leaving. “Wait!” Siren called out to you. You turned around and stared plainly at him, no emotion showing at all. Not even the intense pain that you were still having. “Yes?”

Siren let down his arms, “Not even a thank you?”

“A thank you? Why would i need to say thank you?”

“Maybe because, i dont know, i saved your life!”

“Oh please, i had it under control.”

“You obviously didnt!” He chuckled.

You only scoffed, “Maybe if you had left me alone in the first place i would have been able to get the job done.”

“You ruined our plan!” He was now yelling

“I couldn’t care less about your stupid plan! In fact, i hope all your plans fucking fail! I couldn’t care less! My only goal is to kill dream. Do you have a problem with that?!?”

He replied sharply, “YES! I DO!”

“WHY?!?”

“Because you could get hurt! JUST like you did today and just like you did the day your dad died.” The mention of your dad made something in you click. You took a deep breath and realized how much you regretted telling him that.

“Why would you care!? You’re just a selfish villain like all the others.” You started to walk away.

“ME? SELFISH? Do you see yourself right now?!?”

You kept walking.

“FINE THEN! I COULDNT CARE LESS IF YOU DIED.” He continued.

You could only yell back, “I should have never told you about my dad.” Then, you left.

—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—

“One order of a Carmel macchiato please!”

You gave a soft smile while you order your drink. You held your stomach in pain but kept the smile on your face. Tommy smile and put the order in. “Got it! Under what name?”

“YN please!”

He nodded and pressed the screen one last time before walking away.

“Coming right up!”

You nodded and sat down, wincing. You opened your laptop and opened the page you were last on. Recordings of what happened last night were showing up all over your page. This was great! People are going to-

“Tommy! Sorry for yesterday. I didnt mean to yell like that in front of you.”

You perked up.

“It’s alright Wilbur. You could just say you like her you know. I mean, she’s the only one that could beat you, you know. With that weird reflection thing.”

“Dont say it so loud!”

You. They were talking about you…

Which means…

If they are talking about last night…

“One order for YN!”

You quickly packed your things and walked to the counter. You passes Siren-

Wilbur… and grabbed your drink.

You then walked out the door with a smile on your face.

“See you later, Siren.”

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This is how i pictured your outfit but you can always do something else! :D

@haunted-headset @poraphia @ax-y10

Reblog if u can! <333

[theosconfessions]

You are super cool and awesome and neat, yay! Also do you want to share more about growing up in a haunted house? ;)

omg you are the sweetest!! i was just putting in some drafts for the week coming up and i seen this and was like I SURE DO. now my mom has more stories than i do. BUT one that i still have reoccuring dreams about to this dayyyyyyy and im in my 30s.. is the apartment we grew up in when we first moved out here with my mum [ my dad was there too at the time but not really so literally just my mum in this]. so heres the thing. me and my twin never discussed this with my mum and she never discussed it with us until a few years ago . so its like we all validated out own stories and it made sense to her why she kept having experiences in that place. so. when we first moved there me and my sister were super young.and to help paint a picture of the place there was an adjoining closet that connected both rooms. our bedroom and our mums bedroom. this had a wall seperating them but it was technically the same closet. the first night we spent there she told us she woke up to a man in the closet... with a fucked up neck if you get what im saying. i dont want tumblr to get me haha. she told him he wasnt welcome here and to leave [she is a nurse and she was used to seeing shit . especially working night shift so this really didnt make her flinch here] now cut to us dumb ass little girls in our bedroom .. i remember one day seeing a boy come to us. we invited him to play barbies with us. and we named him andrew. and we remember there was something wrong with his neck. even as we grew up and we stopped seeing him physically we sensed shit in that closet and also..there was weekly occurances of what we called 'the radio men' which really sounded like a muffled group of guys talking from the living room. like they were on the radio but really really low. needless to say we spent a good bit of nights in our mums bedroom growing up. i still have dreams either trying to get out of that place or get to it for some reason. and i actually live like a five minute walk from there and often wonder how the people who are there now are doing. i like to think that my grandparents keep me protected from whatever that was now. but it still is pretty strange that now in my 30s im still dreaming about that place. likei said though my mom has stories for DAYS. this is just one. also a super short one... this isnt a ghost story per say because hes not a ghost but we were always close to our grandparents.and at the time we were in middle school they lived in south carolina. we live in pennsylvania. so its a bit of a way. i remember we went to see my grandpa in the hospital about a month before he passed and on our birthday week [me my sister and my grandpa all shared the same bday within like 4 days. his wa son the 11th ours is on the 15th] he seemed GREAT for what he was going through and i see now its because we were there.when i say this man set a prescendence in how a man should treat anyone i mean it. i still hold what he says in me to this day. fr. dont accept any less. so back to the story we were TIGHT with him. ride or die . the day he passed away we had a volleyball game we had no idea he died. i remember looking over my shoulder and seeing him in the stands. i thought hmm.thats weird. hes in south carolina [and also had cancer ] my mum came and got us and when we got home she told us that he passed away. but clear as DAY. i remember seeing my poppop in those stands. the veils always been kinda thin on this end of things. i think i get it from my mom haha. but thats just some of them~ lemme know if you have any!

[faorism]

thinking about @bisexual-enby-jellyfish talking about the lack of time travel fic in the fandom, and got me thinking that since canon is satisfying, instead of fix its, we gotta have break its.

BITTERSWEET CANON COMPLIANT PONDERINGS AHEAD

canon lev:red era and pardison is out on a mission for alecs non-leverage side hustle, and they are going to a specific town which they remember distantly eliot talking about it, from years back, how that was a moment of decision for him early in his military career. it was there—eliot admitted when he was feeling especially vulnerable, with a smile that was supposed to be funny but really wasnt—it was there that put him on the path that lost his soul. that comment has a lot more weight now, after eliot saying he has lonely he has been for years (which still haunts parker), and how apparently he told sophie he cannot be redeemed (which is now haunting hardison), and because of all the hitting eliots body is starting to betray him (which scares them both). maybe before they left, they had a tense argument. eliot wanted to go with them, but pardison was like?? you legit told us this is #trauma for you, no. and eliots shrug of a response to what it would put him through sat ill with them.

the memories of eliots unhappiness gives pardison the willies but they try to move on, but something feels... off? anyway MAGIC the resonances of eliot's soul-ache draw the two in to a long abandoned military coup base and they get sent back to around 20/21ish eliot (with alec around 35, the age difference between them but reverse in of s1).

they dont meet right the second they land, but its close: eliot finds pardison in the active base, and he rescues them because he thinks hardison and parker are his retrieval targets. (parker... was under the impression eliot wasn't able to get in time to save the real target in his timeline?? hardison just grumbles uhh.... multiple universes are a headfck irl.)

eliot is on an extended mission, one of his first serious solo ones, one that is clearly testing him out for recruitment for special ops. so hardison and parker can't be whisked away and has to stick around eliot For Reasons with an assumed identity. pardison realizes that eliot's mission can be better resolved (aka little/no bloodshed) with a con, and they convince eliot to go along. they aren't there long per se, but there is a lot of thrills and suspense and tension and idk plot stuff, i hate plot stuff so imagine that's happening in the background.

throughout it all, hardison and parker treat eliot like they normally would... which is utterly familiar and intimate, which throws young eliot. and by throws i mean seduces accidentally. eliot gets all heart-eyed, which hardison and parker don't notice right away because they miss their home time, but also eliot just always kinda acts like that. eliot is falling so hard but he tries to be respectful because obviously pardison is together, but a man can dream...

hardison and parker have Talks about how important it is to not change the past, as much as their presence undoubtedly has changed something. but as much as hardison is genre aware, it's harder for him. the rawness of eliot's confession—that he doesn't think he can ever be redeemed—sits heavily on hardison. and he also is like... why are we here, why were brought back? maybe we are supposed to heal a hurt, right a wrong, maybe... parker just wants to go home.

but she is the one who breaks. eliot is shot at and hurt while protecting them, and the screams from parker and hardison are just... gut wrenching. and as hardison is patching eliot's shoulder up and parker is wiping down eliot's dirt and sweat-drenched face, eliot is like... something aint right with you two. hardison tries to deflect with a joke, but eliot is like, no. you... know me. you care about me. please—he interrupts, when hardison is about to deny harder—the truth. and hardison and parker look at each other. she nods so hardison tells him. some of it, but enough. he tells eliot that they know him from the future. they work together, but it's more than that. parker and hardison arent sure how they came back, but they know some of the why. maybe. they are gonna help eliot, and maybe they get back to their time. maybe not. but they aren't gonna abandon eliot here if they can help it.

eliot gets quiet and is like... do you... are we... and hardison furrows his brows. eliot decides to be brave, braver than he may have ever felt before (and thats saying something) and he asks, are we together? and parker is like, yeah he just told you, we are a team, have been for years, we're family and eliot is like no not... hardison and parker are like what?? and eliot just shakes his head and is like, when you say family, you mean...?

hardison pauses from his stitching to say, you two have a permanent kill switch for my computers in case i go evil mad scientist. and parker says only you and alec can look over my harnesses before i jump. i don't double check your work anymore. hardison says you... and what can he say that would make sense to this eliot? what would have the weight? you let us take care of you.

eliot's eyes go wide, hardison's observation landing just right, and here is where parker meets her limit. dont enlist, she says

and eliot, stunned, tries to make a joke to cut the tension choking him: he looks over his gear and is like, little late for that, darlin'.

and parker is like, don't join black ops. go to aimee back as soon as you can.

parker breaks because... parker sees this eliot, this softer version of himself and parker loves eliot, her eliot, but also this one. she didnt know what eliot had lost but now she knows. she knows and she has the power to do something. she can't hoard eliot away when things can. be. better. for. him. she knows what make us us, but...... us is a lonely eliot. us is an eliot that feels damned. us is an eliot who deserves so much more, everything, anything. they can promise him robot bodies, but there's something else they can give him. a life beyond what he... what he had to make with them. a life with whatever eliot calls a soul.

hardison gasps parker but doesn't disagree with her, and if eliot had doubts they were from the future or had some special knowledge about him, this was proof enough.

and what'll happen if i dont?

parker hugs herself tight: you can have a good life, el. the one you want.

what do you know what i want? and god, he sounds so much like their eliot but also so much his twenty/twenty-one years.

it's what you've told us, hardison says.

and what about what we got? parker and hardison don't say anything. i don't think its enough? i ever say that? exactly that?

parker and hardison want to say yes, but they can't. they also cant quite say no. both hurt. the lack of clarity burns.

as parker and hardison try to find the words to convince him, eliot just sighs. in your time, did i even tell you i love y'all two?

and parker... okay, look there's a lot going on and she is very very sad and she is always very very shocked. so she responds, you don't love us.

eliot gets that... that fucking martyr smile of his: the way you treat me? respect me? and... you two are gorgeous. funny. smart. there's no way i aint in love.

and parker is like. you can't know that.

eliot is like, i can because im halfway there myself. more than halfway, if im honest.

and parker and hardison are... floored. no, you can't love us, hardison repeats. he is sure of this. he has to be.

eliot: future me or now?

hardison: either. both. eliot, you can't love us. eliot can't. that... that doesn't make sense. no. god, what have they been doing for fifteen years if... no. god no. if eliot loved them, he would have said something. they would be together. no. this eliot is so green and young and unbroken and... this eliot doesn't know their eliot. he's wrong. he... has to be.

eliot frowns. so i trust you with everything i am but i aint in love, you aren't enough, and... and you want me to take a different path. away from y'all

hardison: it sounds awful when you say it like that.

eliot: it doesn't sound like a good situation, from where im sitting

parker: we just want you happy, eliot. even if it means we cant have you.

eliot sobers. nods. i won't promise you i will. but... i will consider it.

and that's what parker and hardison want but they are just… spooked. but so is eliot. he withdraws and says he has it from here. hardison and parker try to insist they need to help, but eliot gives them a stare down until they take the out.

after that... things are heavy. but the con is rolling along fine, and above all else, they are professionals. as the con is wrapping up, parker is planning out the last details about the gloat and she's like, we won't be there but you should... and they are like oh. yes. that.... that's gonna happen. that will be when they leave.

the con goes well until inevitably they hit a snag, so when they are gonna break up for separate parts of the con, the departure is on a much more sudden time frame than they expected. they three look at each other because they know they won't see each other again, not like this. maybe not ever again.

as parker and hardison try to find the words to leave eliot behind, eliot just sighs. i told you i would consider leaving the army but you gotta answer me and don't lie.

parker: anything

eliot: is there a time you are alive now because i was there? not... not any hitter. specifically me.

oh. tear well up in parker's eyes. not fair.

because parker thinks about a sunken cavern of ice. that one shouldn't even count, any other hitter would probably have just told her to leave the body from the beginning. parker does not care. eliot saved her in more ways than just convincing her to climb out of the cave in the end.

and hardison thinks of that second day, technically the first twenty-four hours.... thinks of eliot pulling hardison up before the warehouse blows up. maybe the choreography of the day would have meant hardison didn't fall, or maybe he did live but was injured, or maybe a million things. eliot steadied hardison, was his friend, his confidante, the one who held him first when hardison came up from the ground.

so the answer yes then?

parker: it's not that simple

eliot: why can't it be?

parker makes an unhappy sound. the time is running out. they need to get to position. now. but...

hardison holds eliot by the neck, as eliot once did him, and says. you once told me all i had to do was to show you the way and you would save the world for us. we want to show you the way to save your soul, whatever it takes, whatever happens to us, because... that's what love can look like, too. we just want what's best for you, whatever that looks like. just think about it. okay?

eliot looks like he wants to resist, but hardison squeezes desperately, trembling.

okay. i'll think about it.

hardison draws eliot close, into a hug. thank you.

eliot clutches him back. goddammit, he whispers, no explanation.

parker is there when hardison pulls back an inch. eliot hugs her too, and says into her ear, make sure he doesnt get into too much trouble without me, alright?

parker does not say anything at first. says, goodbye, eliot, with their cheeks squeezed together, that's how hard she's hugging him.

bye, park.

and so.

they part.

they finish the con, and parker and hardison are so incredibly anxious about what the repercussions are gonna be (they are willing to take them, for eliot) and also are already like, mourning eliots place in their lives because they love him

they finish out the con and they feel the tug and they get back to the present. its done. they did it.

parker and hardison are shaking and things seem similar enough, that means eliot had to have chosen them.... no, no, they can't get their hopes up.

......they had to have found a way without him. they had to, because that's what eliot would have wanted from them in exchange for his soul.

but just as they get their bearings, there's a sound just a little away. they stiffen; parker gets ready to fight. but it's...

oh.

eliot holds them close and he's like, god, it's been weeks i've been checking every day

you can't be here, hardison says

you promised you would consider it, parker says, distressed

and eliot... doesnt respond with confusion, i... knew it had to be around now if it really was you but i was never sure it was real before

parker, face tucked squarely into eliot's neck: you remember us?

i didn't or... i didn't include you in my mission report. there was no proof yall existed and then the next deployment, the very next one, they... they got me. held me for months. i was convinced yall were a fantasy to give me hope. over the years, i thought maybe, maybe it was... but no, it couldnt be. but since y'all vanished, it's been coming back. eliot's fingers dig into them where he's holding them. its been coming back, ive been remembering, and ive been here, waiting

hardison, tears flowing: we told you to go home. we warned you. you could have been okay.

eliot pulls back to meet hardison's eyes: when you left, i imagined my life if i went back. it... wouldve been nice. married to aimee, likely, but that would've never lasted. not forever. too the same, all passion and no patience. mightve gone to work for my dad. itd be comfortable. a decent life.

parker: it would have been good. safe. you would have been happy.

eliot shakes his head: i chose the army first, before you showed up. it was always gonna be what i did. i was stubborn, then, and i didnt understand the scope but i was following it to its ends.

hardison: so it was all for nothing.

eliot: no, fuck. no. you showed me a way to keep my soul, but whatever happened to it, a way i couldnt take, but i at least knew, somewhere deep inside... eliot stops, tries to untangle them.

hardison: what did you know?

eliot: i'm here that's what matters

parker: please

eliot: even then, i knew at least... my soul might be lost but i would always know where my heart was

parker: oh. you love us

of course, darlin'. eliot swallows.

you never told us

you never told me

hardison: we didnt want you to leave

eliot: i never wanted to give you a reason to push me away

parker: we're so stupid.

hardison puts his forehead to eliots. like really really stupid. you said you liked us because we are smart, but we're so dumb, man

theres so much to resolve. so much doubt, so many feelings to untangle, too many misunderstandings to air... but for now, when eliot laughs and says at least youre still pretty, and hardison huffs offended before trying to tickle eliot saying oh did you say petty? i heard petty did you hear petty parker? and parker is like, oh i think i did and they overpower eliot with tickles and ninja attacks that lead to cuddles and kisses.

and the soul-pain will always linger for eliot, that won't ever go away. not quite. but in the warmth of their silliness on a spot that once hurt so bad, there... their laughter brings something that has been there longer than eliot knew to look: a heartsong of devotion, of care, of love... and that? that wont ever go away

[c0rinarii]

These guys have been living in my head rent free for more than 4 years at this point and i find it criminal that i did not ever post my HCs about all of them publicly.

So here yall go for the 3 people who keep up with the original Red Embrace; 5 headcanons for my 5 specialest boys. Threads into pretty heavy topics (depression mainly) and light spoilers for the game below. Play it if you havent and are intrested in them 🫵

Ash:

- Bisexual with a slight m-spec lean

- His impulsivity and recklessness is mainly caused by depression, which i think he suffers substantially from. Too many lines point towards how unhappy he was with his life before meeting his love interest :(

- HUGE anime nerd. A gut feeling tells me he would be a huge mecha nerd. But generally, he enjoys more abstract and "nonsense" anime. Unsprisingly because of this, his favourite anime is eva LMAO

- He has the most relationship experience out of the 5, having been both with women and men before meeting them. His longest relationship at that point was with a college frat boy (and the fall out was MESSY)

- Him and Troy arent best friends per say, but Troy and him went to the same college. They were accquainted with eachother when Ash got with his boyfriend at the time. When they broke up, Troy had Ash's back throughout the aftermath. I like to think the apartment he's living in currently was sponsered by Troy.

- [He gets an extra one bc he is so special to me] Deep down, Ash is someone that had been hurt so much by his life that he thinks he doesnt deserve to be loved unconditionally. Despite his tough and wry behaviour, he is a HUGE people pleaser; thinking that he needs to cater to everyone as best as he could so he has even a chance to survive.

Dominic:

- Bisexual with no paticular preference

- Prior to being bitten, Dom was an A+ student, a jock and mega popular. Literally everyone who was in the same school as him described him as "a student so perfect, he's almost alien" Despite this however, he was still described as a quiet boy with not much to say. He also got into similar shenanigains Rex did when he was back in Phoneix, but to a much lesser degree.

-The necklace on his chest is a locket! it has his family photo inside and he clutches it when he's feeling reaaally sad :(

- He and Rex are exes and he curently has some sort of weird fling with Isaac. He was the one who broke it off between him and Rex due to personal reasons (depression). The breakup wasnt a big deal initially. But when Rex found out that Dom was Seirei and pretended to be Helgen to date Rex, he felt incredibly betrayed. His feeling of hatred only grew when he realised how much disrespect and contempt he actually had for the clan system.

- He would never admit it upfront but he is a sucker for romance. He has a small stash of romance novels hidden away in a library he visits. He would have thrived on Wattpad.

Rex:

- Pansexual with an m-spec lean

- Shockingly mature when it comes to social situations. This guy is king at figuring out social ques and what is required of him to fit in (he's hopeless in any other fronts of smarts though rip). This is why he was such a vunerable target to peer pressure :(

- As such, this is why he hated Dom so much outside of clan shenanigains and because of what happened during their relationship. Seeing the absolute disrespect he had for his clan yet still being somewhat respected regardless made him incredibly envious and jelous of him. But if anything, he cant fathom how one could live completely alone like that to cope with unlife.

-He got his eye tattoo as part of a dare to see who was the "most hardcore" out of his Phoneix friend group. The dare only required them to get a sleeve tattoo, but Rex took it up a notch by getting a half body and a cheek tattoo to boot. He is really enthusastic about him and Ash getting matching cheek tattoos (which Ash rejects, but he promises that he'll consider a matching shoulder tattoo)

-He says he feeds of junkies and homeless people, but this man will actually try his best to source bloodbags instead when he can. He actually really hates seeing people scream in pain when he feeds bc he feels guilty 🥲

Isaac:

- Gay. gayyyy. fuuull fruits basket. He thinks women are great friends but he would never find any romantic interest in them. He's known this since he was a young teen and had christian boy guilt over it when he found out.

- He isnt as flirty, straightfoward or heartless as one may think from him!! A good chunk of it is a front to hide the fact that he's actually someone who gives way too much shits about people he cares about. His demeanour may not show it but his actions definitely does (Lets Ash in on what's actually going on in San Fran at night so he doesnt find out the hard way, Opting with a more "peaceful" option to overthrow Bishop that instigate a full bloodbath despite his resentment to vampires, LITERALLYYY SELLING HIMSELF OUT TO KEEP LUKA SAFE??). He flirts agressively to tease but he makes you genuinely comfy cozy right after.

- As such, he is suprisingly very easy to tease back. You out-flirt this man he is melting into a flustered puddle in the corner of the room. Ash and Dom have done it multiple times and his flustered expression never gets old.

- He does eyeliner, and has gotten so good at it that he can make a wing with a few swipes.

- Is currently in a weird fwb limbo with Dom where they're comfortable enough to vent to eachother about minor frustrations and fuck nasty, but still too aprehensive to talk about their actual feelings and struggles, as well as set aside their differences (ESPECIALLY Isaac towards Dom). Will they ever figure it out? Who knows!

Luka:

- He's currently unlabelled, but has a very strong m-spec lean. What's funny is that he actually went throgh that period where he becomes homophobic after realising his "gay" tendencies. He only got over this when he started working, and put aside questioning his sexuality completely when he set out to look for David. He's too busy to dick around with whether or not he was lame for liking boys LMFAO

- He is the only one out of the 5 to have a drivers license and a basic grasp on how to "function like a normal person of society". Also the only one of the 5 that had a legitimately established, moderately high paying job (even if it was because of nepotism)

- His previous job was as a photographer for his dad's magazine company! At the side, he also did some modelling.

- He is also extremely enthusiastic about trees and types of trees! Everytime he gets to stroll in a forest he'd lowkey geek out about any tree he finds interesting. While usually whiny about everywhere else, he will never complain about being in nature.

- He doesnt really hate Isaac as much as he lets on; and I like to think he's aware of his acts of service towards him despite having treated Isaac terribly. He holds a considerable amount of guilt for not being brave enough to say sorry and thank him for his show of kindness throughout the year and a half(?) period. He never ever forgave himself when he found out that Isaac went as far as to sell himself out to protect him.

[princessdreamie]

DBH part 23

Weeks go by but neither Br nor C have talked to each other. N & Ct noticed but stayed out off her affair. Which was hard for her dad to but he follwed his wife's reasonings for the meantime.

E couldnt care less. Not just bc he didn't like Br's attitude forwards him, once C complained about that day, but also bc the lawsuit over the attempted theft of his project was approaching.

S knew about the situation as well, while Br's parents were kept in the dark. S was contemplating on telling N but she though that both their kids let them in on it.

Se's bday was getting closer and S asked C & Ll to help with the planing. Normally E would have done it but his time was occupied with his work.

C complied, while the sea-colored tiger was excitedly sitting on the teen's shoulder. S took care of the guest list, C had to help with music and place of the celebration. Ll took care of the security and anything food related.

She took care of it by ordering a catering service online, and sent some guards on duty per message. C thought of some places they could host at, but the spot he ultimately picked was the beach. The weather was supposedly nice on that day and there is a ton of room for kids to run around and they even had some floaty slides available.

Se likes to swim so he had no doubt that his lil brother would like it. S, meanwhile took some ppl from her friends group (including J & N), the kids her youngest made over time, and as for E's request, some partners he worked with that had kids of their own.

S talked about it with E, that Se might not want (some) of them to be at his big day. But to amount of asking he would agree. Those kids' parents were very close to his firm so they cant be left out. (Classic CEO behavior)

C eventually came inside the kitchen, where S was writing down thw guest list. C asked to see the names after some small talk. S handed him the list, and the further he read the more confused he got. The top of the list had the names of his friends he made in the park and watched Grave gem with, N & J were soon to follow, some more of their parent's friends, till he stopped at some familiar names.

At first he was unsure where he heard those names b4 until S answered him, knowing what his expression meant: „Your dad wanted us to invite them. I know Se doesn't like Their kids, but your dad wont let up.”

C argued:„Have you talked with Se about this? I dont think any of them will even acknowledge him at his own birthday. Their parents dont even push them to interact him either.”They discussed it further until theu reached to a conclusion. They will ask the birthdayboy instead.

Once they arrived at the boy's room, they were let in By a very sleepy looking Se. His tutors couldnt make it. Apparently all of them did some bar hopping and now are sick bc of it.

He didn't mind, as long as he made his homework from their previous lessons, he could relax. And thats what he did.He slept in and didnt wake up till they came to see him. It was 1 pm fyi. S was disappointed at his slack but couldn't stay mad at him for long.

C questioned him about his Birthday and who he wanted to invite to it. He pretty much said all his friends including some friends he met at the new playground (the one Na and Mi were back then). And surprisingly, Na and her friends. That came to a surprise to the 3 of them.

After some elaboration on his part, he wanted their youngest girl cousin at his party in case some of his friends wouldn't be able to make it. She was the one who introduced him to the show itfp. Which also led to finding his own buddies. As for her friends, he said that if she likes them then he wont have much of a problem either.

Se was proud of Se for being such a great cousin. C thought so as well. The only issue he had was that his mom Invited N as well. He heared about the Yv drama. He even texted her about it. That's how he came to know what was going on.

It was a shock to him but it wasnt his place to bud in in their troubles. Either way, his guest list got taken care off, to which S informed E about as well. His choices were still on it but, he knew that would barely do any difference to his son.

[dionysus-philosophy]

I am a proud devotee of Santisima Muerte, and I also work with Dionysus. I still have a lot to learn from Dionysus, I just haven't been doing well the last year and he's been giving me space to prioritize my immediate safety and ability to rest.

Dionysus is INTENSE in lessons. He absolutely can be of help where he's holding your hand along the way and offering support, but in the same moment can throw you into raging waters and tell you to swim without any emotion. He means the absolute best, but with how he's portrayed in media and never being acknowledged as anything other than a party god, I was NOT prepared for his teaching style.

My feelings got majorly hurt when I received an excellent instead of a superior on a 2 part monologue I worked REALLY hard on in my 2nd year of theatre festival despite receiving overjoyed compliments from others. What was worse, the judges for monologues were the only ones super strict, only handing out a few superiors per couple hundred students, and musical groups (the one i originally wanted to do) were handing out superiors like candy. I sobbed after the ceremony, realizing that even after two festivals with extremely hard work on both, I was still not "good enough." It was frustrating to see members where theatre wasnt even on their top 5 of priorities and barely showed up to rehearsal and chose songs they knew didnt suit their vocal range get superiors left and right while I worked my ass off to even get a chance of winning a superior rating and trophy. My troupe member friends were supportive and gave me a shoulder to lean on, but having sat down to think "why did this happen?" it became clear to me what Dionysus was teaching me. Things don't always work out. Even if you plan everything in great detail and leave no room for error, you'll still have a chance of failing. There's no pleasing everyone, and no amount of effort can get people to like you or what you do if they already don't. You have to roll with the failures and not allow them to keep you from progressing anyway. Fuck their opinions, do what you know is right and what makes you happy.

With Santisima, I knew from the get-go that she was INTENSE to devote to, and while not incorrect, she is super loving too. A few months into my devotion, I asked her why she reached out to me and besides general guidance in life, she knew I never had a proper mother, one I could rely upon and have a proper mother/child relationship with and she aimed to help me heal from my mommy issues and take that motherly role I needed. While she still gets upset with me if I don't change her water often enough or remove old food from her altar and especially if I forget to sit down and chat with her for a few minutes, she'll make it clear "I am upset with you, but I know you're struggling" and will forgive me as long as I ammend my mistakes. She is so loving and so motherly, and I don't think enough non-devotees know that she can be so loving.

What was a misconception about your patron deity (or deities) that you were surprised to learn?

[anos-sensei]

Brothers discovering mammon sells his body.

Warning: nsfw, no mc, kind of explicit.

Enjoy.

Scene:

Its been several days since any of the brothers had heard of mammon, weird rumors were starting to circulate around town as what a new bunnyboy had appeared and that his services were extraordinary.

One thing was for sure that was //not// mammon.

Mammon wasnt per-say bad in bed, but he was by no means extraordinary (asmo's words)

Now, one day mammon comes home really late, disheveled, half asleep and drunk. Suit in a sad state and body littered in bruises love bites and bites. Bills were tucket into verious parts of his suit, and you could clearly see the bliss in his eyes and slight limp in his demarche.

One positive thing about this situation though, is that he payed back those stupid witches and that he could now fall asleep, though, not in his bed but on the stairs.

Lucifer.

Lucifer would definitely be the first or the last one to find him there. Most likely passed tf out.

At first he's concerned, untill he notices the proeminent bites and hikeys on his neck and shoulder.

Lucifer would sigh deeply and debate wether or not to help him to his room.

He wouldn't be shocked per say, he knew that mammon liked having fun from time to time with some people but he didnt think the demon would ever do it for money.

Though he shouldn't be surprised it /does/ pay well.

Proof was still in the said mammon's pocket.

He wouldn't clean mammon up completely but he would definitely put him in his bed, clothes changed, a bucket next to him and a glass of water with some medicine.

Would be tempted to scold him when he wakes up but decides against it, it was a legal way to make money, he didnt steal and didn't cause trouble.. He even payed back some witches so what could he possibly even scold him for?.

He'd definitely also neatly put all the money on mammon cleanly away in the said demon's wallet.

Levi.

Would a 100% mock him when he wakes up.

Too much of a hassle he would just push mammon to the side so no one would accidentally step on him.

Tempted to take the money mammon owes him back from all those loose bills tucked in his clothes and lying around him.

Would stare at mammon for a good minute when he notices all the markings and the strong scent of demonous hanging off his clothes.

Would eventually take some pity and put a blanket on him

100% would trip over the blanket and blame it on mammon.

Little bottle of water next to his big bro's head tho.

Satan.

One of the two brothers finding him half awake.

Doesnt know where the pure bliss in mammon's eyes comes from as he tries to crawl up the stairs.

Would watch for a good ten minutes noticing various details about him.

Would definitely notice when pain shoots up mammon's spine from his activities.

Would def get fed up and drag mammon by the collar up the stairs and drop him in his room.

Would quickly run away when a moan comes from mammon's mouth at the impact of his ass with the floor.

Asmo

The other brother finding mammon awake trying to make his way up.

would be torn between squealing and be disgusted.

When seeing the bliss in mammon's eyes and the redrimmed eyes.... He'd end up squealing tho.

Would bring mammon to his room and clean him up.

Tries to see EVERY mark mammon has gotten and would SCREAM if he has hikeys or bites on his innerthighs.

Would definitely want to do a duo with mammon sometimes to see what kind of people both of them togheter would attract.

Would definitely run his hands over the handprints on mammon's hips, ass or thighs.

Is //in// love with how they look, would definitely want to make some himself..

Would wait till mammon falls asleep to see on his back though.

Knows how to deal with those kinds of things so he'd definitely run a hot bath for mammon when he wakes up and place a bottle of water and some medicine for when he wakes up.

He'd be there tho.

WOULD ASK FOR DETAILS ALL THE DETAILS.

Would be mammon's biggest headache.

Beel

Would be SO confused at first but would quickly understand.

He thought mammon got beaten up at first.

Would also 100% not see mammon the first time and accidentally step on him.

Would carry mammon to his room and delicately peel his clothes off before running a soft wet towel over his body to clean him off.

Would leave him in clean boxers and the blanket over him.

Accidentally drank the bottle of water and left ur empty on the bedside.

Would not judge tho.

Belphegor.

Directly understood at first sight.

Would sigh deeply and attempt to carry mammon up.

Too tired tho would fall on the stairs again and stay there with mammon.

Would attempt to push both himself and mammon to the side so no one walks on them.

...

....

Fails.

Eventually falls asleep too.

[decaffeinatedinternetanchor]

Mein Sonnenschein (Ticci Toby × Reader)

summary: you have a headache and toby decides to just hug that away and somehow it works

yes this is a songfic, yes i know we agreed against this, no i dont care

you sighed, eyes falling shut as you pushed open the cabin door. to say your mission went poorly was an understatement; the target you were set on put up more of a fight than you were prepared for. you broke in expecting to knock some girl over the head, not for this 4'11 chick to pull a gun on you. you got off with a few scratches, yes, but fuck was it draining.

living with toby had it's benefits. he was very energetic, and lively, and while he had his moments he always seemed to know just how to make you grin. that being said, he was very energetic, and loud, and you had a migraine that could've killed that bitch before you did. you did not have the mental energy to deal with his shouting right now.

stepping into the small cabin was a relief. you were finally home where you could sleep and see your boy. footsteps thudded down the short hallway and a mess of browns and greys came bounding towards you in a hug.

"(Y/n)!! you're back!"

despite the rhythmic pounding in the right side of your skull and the sway from toby crashing into you, you smiled. curse him and his ability to cheer you up.

"yeah. hi toby."

"how was the mish-mission?"

he just had to ask, didn't he? well, you weren't exactly surprised – the two of you made it a habit to talk about the missions when you got home. mainly to make sure you weren't injured, and everything went well. normally, "went well" meant well enough that the target was dead.

"could've been better," you started with a groan, "the place was hard enough to break into as is, and then this bitch goes and pulls a gun on me!" at toby's look of concern for your safety you quickly continued, "she didn't shoot me, though- not to say she didn't try . multiple times. i got her good but fuck that took forever."

you rambled on about your petty issues with the girl and toby's hold on you didn't falter for a second. at some point he started lightly swaying the two of you from side to side. the rhythmic yet nauseating motion, occasionally jarred by a quick jerk of his left shoulder, pulling you into a much calmer state that only reminded you how much your head hurt, and how much you just wanted to sleep. you gently pressed your palm into your temple, groaning quietly at the contact.

"wuh-what's wrong? are you hurt?" and thus, your boy's concern continues.

"no, I'm not hurt – i just have a migraine. I'm gonna take a nap, or something." you explain, offering him a small smile.

toby doesn't let up on his hug, which you weren't complaining about. you were tired, and he was warm. a recipe for getting potentially carried to bed.

while he didn't carry you, he did pull you out of the small living room into the hallway. "Come on, then, we– he's sixteen! – we'll go take a nap!"

you smiled as he pulled you along the small hallway. his hands were covered by the gloves he alway wore, yet just as warm as if they weren't there at all. his hair was all thrown in his face, even messier in the back, and part of you wondered if he bothered to brush through it today. he momentarily let go of your hand once you were both in the doorway, letting you slip off your shoes and "uniform".

you weren't bloodied, per se, but wearing the same outfit you shot a girl in to cuddle your boyfriend in always rubbed you the wrong way. it felt like if you got the blood of one of your targets, whether physically there or not, on him you were tainting what was already tainted. it was a dumb thought, but one that somehow reasoned with your broken down head. you weren't good people. you and toby both knew that. you weren't good people and yet pulling on the (f/c) sweater he got you for your birthday had you thinking the opposite. the cloth itself was stolen and ripped at the sleeves but it still held that part of toby that left you smiling and giddy. the part of toby that proved he loved you, regardless of how much he verbally showed that day after day.

maybe for today, you could be normal. maybe today you can sleep off your headache with your boy in your arms like normal people do.

you let yourself be moved as toby took hold of your arm again, pulling you towards the bed. you slipped from his grasp before you hit the plush quilt toby already made himself comfortable on. laying down at your own pace, you sighed at the release of pressure from your skull. the pounding wasnt gone, no, but it was much more barrable now that you werent busy on your feet. toby pulled you into his arms the moment you laid down, nuzzling his face into your hair.

the two of you laid in silence for a bit, only broken by toby's occasional verbal tick.

he started humming once you began drifting off, and you recognized the tune as a lullaby. he hummed lullabies quite often, they were something that calmed him down. very rarely did he sing them, but when he did it was always in german.

you closed your eyes as toby started mumbling what you assumed to be the lyrics to the song.

"du bist mein Sonnenschein, mein einziger Sonnenschein,"

you shift closer to toby, letting your eyes fall shut. he hummed this one often, said lullabies reminded him of his mom. they reminded him of something safe.

"du macht mich glücklich, wenn der Himmel grau ist,"

"du wirst niemals wis-wissen, wie sehr ich dich liebe,"

you let yourself start to slip into unconsciousness as toby started to grow quieter. a soft smile pulled at your lips as he pulled you closer to him.

"Bitte nimm meinen Sonnenschein nicht weg."

tonight you could cuddle with your boy like normal couples do, regardless of if you just committed first degree murder.

tonight you could sleep away your headache and wake up to toby sketching out beetles in your notebook.

you fell asleep in your boy's arms, content and looking past the dull pounding in your skull.

tonight, you could be normal. as a treat.

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

At the end of this War| Plo-Koon

Plo-Koon Fluff galore guys its short and sweet

"It was an honor as always." Y/n smiled bowing her head to the 501st infront of her, "your a fine Captain Rex."

"Thank you general." Rex thanked as Y/n smiled turning to both Anakin and Ashoka.

"Don't loose these boys." Y/n told them both.

"We couldnt if we tried." Ashoka spoke with a smile as Y/n smiled back, "and Anakin. Keep your head on your shoulders."

"Always do." Anakin smiled.

The three jedi bowed there head to one another in goodbye. Y/n smiled at the group one last time and walked away.

"Master!"

Stopping she turned around Ashoka running up to her.

"Yes Ashoka?" She asked with a smile.

"Say hi to Master Plo for me?" Ashoka asked.

Y/n nodded the smile staying on her face.

"Of course little one." Y/n spoke as Ashoka thanked her and returned to her master.

Y/n got into a transport, Obi-wan and his Battalion were going to the same planet she was.

"Master Obi-Wan."

"Master Y/n."

She nodded to him with a soft smile. They both weren't very close for....reasons.

"General Y/n." Cody greeted.

"Cody." Y/n smiled.

"Returning to General Plo?" Cody questioned.

"Yes. Indeed I am." She smiled.

"Its an honor to have us fly with you general." Boil spoke.

"Always is." Waxer spoke.

Y/n smiled, so maybe Obi-Wan did get a bit jealous- his Battalion liking her much more than him. Even if they never said it.

"Its always an honor to fly with fine clones such as yourselves." Y/n responded.

It wasnt a long trip, a quick jump through hyperspace and there they were. Pulling into the large star crusier.

With a goodbye she left the men and there general. Walking throughout the crusier looking for her love.

"General Y/n?! Sinker its the General!"

The two ran up quickly.

"Comet! Sinker!" Y/n smiled hands on there shoulders, "how are some of the finest soilders in the Galaxy."

"Good. Better that we have you back now." Comet mentioned as Y/n smiled.

"The wolfpack strong still?"

"Of course General." Sinker smiled.

"Now. Where is the rest of that Wolf pack of yours?" Y/n asked.

"Wolfee is with General Plo in the bridge." Comet commented, "As per usual."

"He never does take a break." Y/n sighed, but held her smile, "I will see you boys later then."

"Yes General."

He let them be as she made her way to the bridge many greeting her on the way there and her greeting back. When the doors slid open Wolfee was just walking out.

Before he could be in shock Y/n put a finger to her lips as he chuckled softly and nodded. Y/n smiled walking her way over quietly as possible.

"Plo!" She shouted jumping on his back.

"Y-Y/n!?"

He was quiet shocked he could usually sense her. But he had been so busy lately.

She hopped off his back as he turned around.

"It is good to see you." He spoke a hand carassing her face as she smiled, holding his wrist softly.

"I was so happy when they said we'd be working on the next missions together." She responded quieter, letting her tone soften from her usual hyper one.

"As am I." He responded but she frowned.

"Whats the matter?" She asked, "please. Tell."

"The Sepertist attacks have been getting more daring, Im afraid we won't be able to keep up with them."

This time it was Y/n's turn to carass his cheek rubbing it softly.

"I understand. But we will win this. Together. I promise." Y/n tried to asure he looked down at her.

"That is what I fear. You take risk. To many."

Y/n chuckled, "I've come out of all of them so far. So have some faith in me?"

He nodded as there foreheads rested agaisnt each others, he was much calmer now, now that Y/n was in his hands.

"I love you." Plo koon spoke softly.

"I love you too." Y/n smiled, "oh. And ashoka says hi."

Plo-Koon let out a chuckle as Y/n followed soon with her own.

They won that battle. And many more after that. Together ralling there last men in strength and glory with the opportunity to avenge there brothers at the last battle of the galaxy.

The Republic won.

It was amazing, and with the war over. Y/n resgined from the Jedi Council, Plo-Koon following after her.

They moved, and had a family a large one. Thirteenth kids- two were only born by Y/n and the others happily taken in an adopted. It would be soon Y/n had taken up the idea of starting a home for all the lost kids in the galaxy. It grew, lost Clone troopers even coming along- who could blame them.

But they were happy, together. Until the end of time.

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Imagine being Tenzin's eldest daughter and dating Bolin which Tenzin isn't very pleased with. So Tenzin makes it his mission to keep you and Bolin apart which just means the two of you find sneakier ways to be together.

Part Two here

Tenzin got back to his house and for once it was quiet, confused where the small army he shared his house with was he approached his second eldest daughter Jinora. "Where's korra?" Tenzin asked. "With Asami". "And Ikki and Meelo?". "With uncle Boomi". “And your mother?”. “Out with Aunt Kya”. Tenzin smiled everyone was taken care of and he could finally relax. "And y/n and Bolin?" Tenzin asked relaxing into his chair. "They'e in y/n's room" Jinora shrugged and Tenzin jumped up "with the door closed? Y/n" he bellowed pushing the door open with air bending. "Okay okay im sorry" he heard you yell and Tenzin sighed having your boyfriend stay here was making him age faster.

You and Bolin were in your room relaxing on the bed preparing to watch a movie. For once you didn’t have to babysit your younger siblings or train so had rushed off for some privacy with Bolin and your dad almost kicked the door down. Your dad was insanely worried about leaving you and Bolin alone despite the fact you were dating and Bolin was the sweetest guy in the world. Bolin had been trying to show you the mover he was in for week but you never had a spare moment where you could be alone with him. So when your dad had gone out and left you and Bolin with no task it seemed like the perfect time. You were determined your dad wouldn’t stop another one of your dates but of course he managed to. When your door flew open you sighed and called back you’d leave it open as per your dad’s many rules about you and Bolin. You looked to Bolin worried this would ruin the date but Bolin didn’t seem to mind. The movie started and you moved closer to Bolin to lean against him and he accomodated you hugging you against him. You and Bolin were just getting into the movie, despite the noise your family was making throughout the house when your father knocked on the open door and walked in. "Y/n its getting late, i think you and Bolin should get ready to go to sleep soon so he should go do that in his room soon". You nodded at your dad in reply so engrossed in the film you didn’t realise he hadn’t left. Tenzin coughed and you both looked up to see he didn't look impressed. "Ow you mean now?" Bolin asked and Tenzin nodded "well yes i think that'd be best". You blushed as Tenzin stood waiting glaring at Bolin. Bolin jumped up obediently while you pouted annoyed. Bolin paused the film and gathered his things and smiled "we can finish the movie tomorrow". You nodded "i suppose" and Bolin went to step towards you when Tenzin actually growled. A literal noise escaped his throat at Bolin daring to step closer to you. You sighed but Bolin just smirked and left shooting you a smile. Tenzin watched him go staring into his back and then turned to your door and fixed two bells around the door handle. "Dad!" You cried "what is that?". "Nothing just a decoration...". "You're doing it so you’ll know if i leave my room! Do you not trust me?". "I trust you y/n but i do not trust teenage boys! And i have to do my duty as your father! Having your boyfriend under the same roof..i have to take precautions". "But you didn't do this for Mako and Korra!". "Yes well Korra is older than you and Mako is more responsible than Bolin". You groaned and Tenzin coughed "you weren’t going to break the rules so this shouldn’t be an issue for you". You rolled your eyes "fine whatever...can i go to sleep now?". Tenzin nodded "i am only doing it because i love you y/n, if you have children you’ll understand". You huffed and Tenzin frowned "well goodnight y/n". "Goodnight dad" you said exasperatedly as the door closed but you didn’t plan on sleeping. Your dad hadn’t put bells on your window so as soon as you heard him go to bed you got ready. You gathered what you needed and climbed out of your window before airbending onto the roof. You carefully climbed across the roof to Bolin’s room and landed outside his window. You knocked on Bolin’s window film projector in hand and saw the curtains swing aside as Bolin realised it was you. "Y/n" Bolin grinned hanging out of his window "what are you doing here?". "Well we didn't get to finish the movie because of my dad so i figured we could now without him knowing?". Bolin hesitated for two seconds before grinning "yes come on it!". It had only been lightly raining but Bolin still wrapped a blanket around you before bringing you back to your prefered spot on the bed. He bustled around getting the movie ready and the secret snacks Tenzin didnt know about before jumping down next to you.

The film finished and Bolin looked at you anxiously "so what did you think...i wasn't sure if it was too far fetched and could you tell i couldn’t do my stunts properly and i didn’t look that great in that scene with the royal guards...". "Bolin" you said grabbing his shoulders "it was great! You were great in it, your stunts were amazing, your acting was really good and you looked well..." you trailed off blushing "basically it was amazing and i really enjoyed it!". "Really?" Bolin asked and you nodded. Bolin seized you in a hug and it made you blush he valued your opinion so much. "Im so glad you like it" he smiled putting you back down "your opinion means a lot to me" he blushed and you smiled. "Yours too Bolin" you told him "you're one of the most important people to me". Bolin's blush grew and he looked down his eyes slightly glazed. Bolin smiled and took your hand "you're pretty important to me too y/n" and kissed you softly. Bolin was always so caring and affectionate he just always made you feel loved and safe. He never pressured or rushed you, he was the best man you'd ever met. You broke away blushing and smiled at him before sighing "i should probably go". Bolin frowned "are you sure i mean it's not even that late...plus it's raining really heavily outside you could get a cold or get blown off the roof! Or lost". "Lost? My rooms practically across from yours!" you smirked but Bolin shrugged "i still don’t think you should risk it". You smirked "so what i stay here until the rain stops...that could be all night". Bolin shrugged "i just think it’d be safer it probably won’t be all night" he argued but his tone told you he hoped it would be. You smirked and nodded "fine..i guess i can stay for a bit longer and see if it stops". Bolin grinned "that's a very good decision y/n i must say". "Stop it" you pushed him before blushing as he grabbed your hand. You smiled and leant into him "i might nap while im here for a bit, if that's okay?". Bolin nodded "of course" and gathered even more blankets to keep you warm. You smiled getting into the blankets and Bolin got in beside you. With a bolt of lightning the rain came down ever harder. You noticed and Bolin pretended to look away. "i didn’t do anything!" he said when he felt you looking at him. "Mh hmmm?" You asked laying beside him but you were smiling. "Promise" Bolin smiled putting an arm around you. Bolin was so broad you fitted against him easily and curled up against his side. Bolin wrapped his large arm around you and you felt do safe and warm with the rain pounding against the window. "Goodnight y/n" Bolin smiled kissing your forehead and you smiled closing your eyes. "Goodnight Bolin".

You vaguely heard voices and groaned trying to sunk further into the warmth and Bolin. You buried your head against his chest and fell back to sleep when suddenly Bolin’s door was thrown open. "Y/n" Tenzin screetched and you and Bolin jolted awake. Bolin let out a yelp as Tenzin stared his eyes bulging. "You didn’t put bells on my windows?" you offered and your father turned even more red. "I’ll be putting bars on your window young lady if you dont stay in your assigned room!" He yelled and to your dismay others flocked to the room. "Did you find her?" Asami asked before smirking "ow...i see". "She's in here?" Mako asked "but thats Bolins room" before trailing off as Korra stumbled in too. "Well you did want Y/N to help rebuild the air nation" Korra smirked before she halted as Tenzin spun on her making the avatar gulp. "Is there something funny about my little girl growing up?" Tenzin yelled at them "no? Didn’t think so! Y/n get out of there right now and march yourself to your room this instance". You distangled yourself from Bolin and all the blankets and stood up red faced. "Sir it wasnt y/ns fault..." Bolin tried but Tenzin silenced him with a look. "You are grounded young lady and if i ever find you in his room again i'll...i'll take away your bison!". "Dad...." you groaned but he shook his head "no buts now to your room". You rolled your eyes but did as he said.

Later you sat in your room avoiding your dad's wrath when you heard someone near your window and opened your suprisingly still unlocked window to see Pabu. "Pabu?" You asked as he scampered in and dropped something on your bed. You grinned to see it was a note from Bolin with a wild flower attached "so guess you're our go between huh Pabu" You asked the fire ferret as you fed him a treat as payment. Pabu made a happy noise and you smiled before turning to Bolin’s note. "Sorry i got you in trouble but it was worth it" he wrote "think your dads gonna have us under surveillance for a while but i'm sure we can work around it. I'm game if you are and next time we wont get caught. Love Bolin". You smiled hiding your note and wrote a quick reply before handing it to Pabu who ran off to give it Bolin. You picked up the flower Pabu had also brought and smirked, you had the best boyfriend ever. Father be damned you’d find a way to see him.

[marvel-m-lee]

Pranks, Horns, and Tony

Warning: Tickle Fic, birds, spiders, pranking,

Ppl: Loki, Tony, You

Words: 2254

Summary: You and Loki are known fir your pranks, and your both left alone in the compound together whole the avengers are on a mission.

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It was another day in the compound, you had been living with the avengers for almost a year now and seemed to get along with the very mischievous God Loki.

You were both quite young- well sorta. If he were a human he'd be a couple years older than you but that's fine, you both got along splendidly.

You would read books together, play pranks together, be on each others sides and he'd always be there for you even if he wouldn't show the other avengers. Though they all knew you both had a special bond, Thor especially knew because whenever he'd take you to asgard or Loki to Earth you'd both have bright smiles and go somewhere to cause havoc.

Thor didn't really mind though, it just meant he'd get to bombard you both with tickles afterwards.

Yesterday Loki and Thor had come to visit again and would be staying for a couple of days. You and Loki caught up a little and read your books whilst keeping each other company. Today is when the true mischief would start, all the avengers would be going out and you and Loki would be left alone in the compound for a couple of hours so you both were planning pranks for the others.

"Alright y/n, we'll be back in a couple of hours. Don't burn down the house while we're gone okay?" Steve teased as he gave you a hug.

"Yes, and Brother, do not cause any havoc." Thor told Loki, only to be answered by a shrug and a smirk.

"Brother I'm the God of Mischief, what more must you expect?"

"Well then when we come back I'll be the God of Tickles, shall I, dear brother?" Thor asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Loki's face became a rosie red and crossed his arms whilst rolling his eyes.

You stood next to Loki and smiled at Thor with your hands behind your back, "we'll be good, have fun!" Thor nodded and all the Avengers left the compound for their mission.

Both you and Loki waited for there to be a silence that rang through the compound once everyone would have been gone. After a moment you both smirked and turned to one another.

You brought your hand to your face and showed Loki your intertwined fingers to show your face promise, Loki's smirk increased as he saw it.

"Ready to cause some mischief?" You asked him.

"It's in the name" he replied as you both began to run down the halls yo your first target.

You arrived at Bucky's room and looked around, "So, what's the plan here?" You asked the mischief maker himself. Loki walked around the somewhat messy room and found his way to the bed.

"A magnet, a large one. We'd place it under his bed and once he comes back and gets ready to sleep, in the morning he wouldn't be able to get out of bed!" Loki exclaimed, both of you began the process, both with large smirks on your faces.

Loki used his magic to lift up the mattress and keep it in the air whilst you both grabbed a large magnet from Tony's spare parts and placed it under the mattress bed. Loki then placed the mattress back on and the sheets were already messed to so he surely wouldn't notice?

Yeah, I don't know why Tony had a large ass magnet either, let's move on.

You and Loki both snickers at the idea of the prank and moved on to another victim.

For Sam you both collected a bunch of birds and locked them in his closet- with breathing holes obviously. One had pecked at Loki's hand causing him to curse which made you burst out laughing.

Steve's closet was now filled with a bunch of Rock concert shirts and IronMan shorts to pin the blame on Tony, Tony usually was in prank and tickle ears with Steve anyway so it wasn't that hard to believe he'd done it.

You both didn't dare do anything too crazy to Black Widow, so you both just stole a jacket each. She had incredible taste that woman. Loki stole a green jacket with some sort of fluffy collar and you stole a (f/c) leather jacket.

Clint's prank was the simplest, you both sprayed this fart spray into the vents and it STANK.

You both liked Bruce, well Loki wasn't as much of a fan but you all enjoyed reading so Bruce was safe from your havoc.

Wanda's room was all tidy, it smelt wonderful and honestly was your favourite room so you both decided to just put some spices in her bed to make her sneeze.

Vision's room was safe, only you'd both left a piece of gum next to his table with a note attached saying; 'Try this, Bruce and I were working on it. -Tony Stark'

Thor's room was one of the messier one, but he'd taken Stormbreaker out with him rather than Mjölnir, and by some sort of mirical you had all found out you could actually lift the weapon, so you took it and hid it away in a close vent that smelt of farts.

Turns out Clints prank was the most deadly as the whole place started to stink up making both you and Loki gag, and burst out with laughter.

Peter wasnt actually on the mission, nor was Scott but it was a Friday meaning they'd both be coming over for movie night. Plus Peter would be staying the weekend so why not torture him? Even if they were some of your best friends, they werent safe from the mischief makers.

You came up with the idea of hiding spiderman Peter's room, you were terrified of them though so you made Loki do so.

"Wait so Parker's afraid of Spiders?"

"Yeah, I don't really get it either-"

"Pffft, here you want a spidey y/n?" Loki chuckles whilst taunting, shoving a spider in your face as you screamed and jumped into the wall.

"LOKI PISS OFF!"

Loki howled with laughter and placed the last spider down. You both left and did the same with Scott's room but rather than spiders you placed all the ants you could find on his bed.

Last but not least Loki lead you to Tony's Lab where he would be working on all his suits and other personal projects. Its not the main lab but it wasnt too far off, just smaller and more personal so that he could work at night or alone.

You both entered while snickering to yourselves, it had been an hour and a half since they'd all left and you both should gave at LEAST 30 minutes. But hoped you'd have an hour. It wouldn't take long anyway.

"So what's the plan?" You asked Loki.

You both saw an IronMan head on his desk and smirked at one another, knowing that would be your target. Maybe jello inside the helmet? Maybe slime? Maybe hiding it? Repainting it?

"Here, I've got these horns that we can lazer on the front" Loki smirked while taking out two golden horns like his own on his head but separated to be put on a helmet.

You didn't really mind it was a mainly Loki thing, it just meant he'd get in trouble and not you for this. You werent per say throwing him under the bus, but you werent gonna bring it to his attention.

You both walked over to get ready to melt a horn on each, Loki grabbed some sort of tool and started the first one. You stood behind him and watched over his shoulder, you admired the small things,about how Loki's greesy hear was tired up into a man bun before he'd started working on it, and how he squinted one eye to concentrate with his tongue sticking out. It made you giggle.

"I'm almost done..." you watched as he'd almost finished it, both of you concentrating hard on the hand ship.

"Oh hey kiddo's"

You both jumped out of your skin, Loki fell off the chair and part of his hair came out, laying on the floor he turned to see who was talking, you on the other hand jumped and slowly turned around with a nervous smile.

The one and only Tony Stark stepped out of his suit, adjusting his watch as he stepped out.

"So, what are you both up to?" he asked, his lips scrunched inwards and his hands on his hips.

Both of you were silent until Loki began getting up and dusting himself off.

"Nothing, we were just about to leave" You noticed something about him, Loki that is. Something seemed different, and rightly so. You glanced behind you to see the real loki grab the helmet but sink down so he couldn't be seen.

"Oh good, I really cant have you both in here, off you go then."

Tony dismissed the two of you and you both left for ths door, and while he wasnt looking Loki diverged into his clone again but now holding the helmet.

Right before the two of you had reached the door, his suit came speeding past and covered the exit.

'Shit' was the only thing you could both think of. Neither of you turned around to see where or what the billionaire was doing, but you heard him.

"Wait a moment, wheres my helmet? Oh and Loki,I think you left something" Loki and you both turned around, Loki with his hands behind his back,obviously hiding something. Tony stood right in front of him,holding the other horn to his face with a wide smirk.

Quickly the suit begins you both snatched up the helmet and yourself as Tony pounced on the God of Mischief, his hands at his sides, wiggling his fingers all over.

Loki yelped and began lightly chuckling at the fingers that were tickling him, trying to step back but only into closed doors. He tried to use his hands to block the attack but Tony was having none of it.

"Sir I have the helmet and y/n, it seems they were moulding the horns onto it." Friday explained.

"Ohhh, so you were doing something? I thought you were the god of mischief? Not the God of lies?" Tony taunted, as he squeezed the puny gods sides, then quickly moved to a death spot, his hips. Squeezing tightly and vibrating his hands and fingertips causing Loku to fall down the wall with laughter.

"NoHoho!!!! Damn it StArarK!!!!" Loki yelled as he tried to force Tony's hands off him. Though he was incredibly weak from the torturous tickles.

It was a usual sight, Thor was usually tickling his younger brother for some reason or another, its what older brothers are fir though right? Loku would become a blushing screaming mess but he'd never learn. Same goes for you though, everyone in the compound knew your little weakness and would use it against toy for anything. Your laughter was just too cute!

As Tony abused Loki's sides and hips, he ordered Friday to put the helmet on the desk and tickle you. You squealed because as much as you enjoyed tickling, you couldn't never stand it when the robots tickled you. It was rare but in cases when Tony needed an extra set of hands, well he got em'.

The suit held you up and began using a vibrating simulation Tony had recently installed on the hands for some reason and placed them on your ribs whilst holding you in the air. And as this tickled you, because it did t seem like enough the suit also used it's big fingersto scrape and squeezed the insides of your armpits.

You kicked and squealed at the top of your lungs, trying to escape. Somehow being held in the air seemed much worse, and the vibrating cause you to laugh harder and harder when random electric bolts went through your skin.

After around 15 minutes Tony had both you and Loki in piles of laughter on the floor, weak and begging. Well you were begging, Loki was threatening.

"LEHEHET OFFFF! HAHAHHH IHIGIM GONNA KIHIHILL YOU!"

"Okie Doki horny. First let me do this and I'll let you go."

Tony lifted up Loki's lime green shirt and blew the largest raspberry right above his belly button. An inhuman screech came from Loki as he curled in on himself and howled with laughter from ghostly tickles and squeezes.

"As for you" Tony taunted as he walked over to you, you were not on the floor, twisting and turning to get away from this oncoming attack and the tickles. The suit held your hands above your head as Tony brought up your shirt to reveal your belly button.

"PLEHEASE DONT TOHONY!"

Tony looked up at you and smirked, "We all know you love it" and blew right on your belly button. Your laughter went silent and you melted into the floor as both let off.

Tony laughed at you both in giggly messes on the floor.

"I came back early, and the others will be back soon too. So I suggest you both go clean up your messes before you get something worse" Tony suggested as he walked over to his desk to suspect the iron helmet you'd worked on. You and Loki had now recovered- partly- from the attacks and took in what he said.

But it was too late, everyone heard birds chirping and Sam screaming.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!"

[fandom-blackhole]

Not sure if you write for captain rex but 34/35 from the au list- maybe you meet him at a hotel and hit it off? Make it as smutty as you want ;)

Do I write for the love of my life?!? Of course I do and I absolutely love this....

34. Vacation Fic  

35. Bathtub Fic 

Ok so for this I am seeing it as a modern AU as well. Rex is a Captain in the military, per usual for my modern!Rex, and is currently staying at the hotel as he is doing some kind of out of state training with his battalion. While the training was happening, his superiors had lodged them in a hotel, and considering some of the hotels Rex had been forced to stay in in the past this one was quite nice. You on the other hand, were staying at the hotel purely because your mother had guilt tripped you into coming to a family friend's wedding. You weren't close with this person, and you had wanted to avoid the event knowing family members that didn't care for you were going to be there. But once your mother had told you that she had bought the hotel room for you, well you couldn't exactly say no. Somehow, you had managed to be booked on the same floor as what seemed to be an entire militia of army men, your room being attached to what seemed to be their superior's room. You had been booked for a week leading up to the wedding, along with the day after, your mom saying, "That way you can come and get involved in all of the fun wedding activities!" Instead you sat in the room for the first day, and then on the second day you decided to go scout where the wedding was to be held, and get some food. On your way back to your room with your Chinese take out, you had quite literally ran into your temporary neighbor in the elevator. You both had been polite, after you had apologized, while you couldn't help but to be taken with how handsome he was and how he wore his fatigues in a way no one else could. You both had laughed when you both got out on the same floor and went to the doors next to each other. For the next two days the two of you ran into each other everywhere, not just at the hotel either. The night before the wedding, the two of you had gotten close enough that in the evenings you both had taken to opening the doors that separated your rooms and going to either of the rooms and having dinner and a chat. The night before the wedding though something changed and you told him how much you were dreading the next day and how you really didn't want to go at all. Rex only reassured you and when he went to go to his room for the night he had leaned in and given you a chaste kiss on your lips with a flushed face saying goodnight before shutting and locking his door. The next day you got around, and pulled on your clothes and did your hair and just got ready. As you were leaving, Rex walked don't his door as well, and he had smiled at you saying, "You look absolutely beautiful and prefect, darling." You road the high from his compliment throughout the ceremony and most of the reception, until your mother waved you over to talk. Once you had gotten close to her table you saw she was chatting with the family that you didn't like and didn't like you, but you put on a fake smile anyway. Then they all started asking question after question about your future, about your love life, about how your outfit was kind of scandalous (it really wasnt), and just anything the judging women could point out or ask about. By the time you had gotten back to the hotel their words had taken a toll on you, and the second you got to your floor you had tear trails and you stopped a door short of your own, and knocked on Rex's. The second he answered he ushered you in worried. He had asked what was wrong and you only replied you didn't want to talk about it. When asked what you wanted, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "A bath would be nice…" "Ok, I can go run you a bath, just...just make yourself comfortable…" By the time Rex had come back for you, the bath was ready and you bit your lip suddenly shy, but jumping when Rex whispered, "I'll be out here if you nee-" "But I wanted you to take the bath with me…" Rex only stopped like a deer in the headlights before nodding. The two of you slowly stripped and took in the other's bare form before climbing in the tub together and thank God for the fact that it couldn't have been a more perfect fit.

The two of you sat silently for a few minutes before you started to feel a stirring in the water behind your back as Rex's hands traced your sides. You heard Rex cough, and in a tense tone say, "S-sorry darling, you are just so perfect and I can't help it...but please of course don't take this as you have to do something with me, and I will never force you to. Just-just ignore it…" "Rex" "Yes, darling?" "Please for the love of the maker, Fuck. Me." Being a Captain through and through, Rex immediately took the order with a joking, "yes sir" before laying kisses along your shoulders and neck as he shoved his perfectly thick and calloused fingers inside of you, taking no time at all to work you open. This may have been your first time together, but some how Rex had already figured out how to play your body like a fine tuned instrument, bringing you to the edge after the first few well timed and angled thrusts of his fingers. After he coaxed that first orgasm out of you, he gently manhandled you so that you were on your knees holding the edge of the tub in front of you as he rubbed his cock across your aching hole before asking, "Are you sure you want this?" But after receiving a nod and a moaned please, he thrust into you. Rex then fucked you slowly and thoroughly, making sure to find all the spots from before and then some with his cock making you moan his name loudly. When you started tightening around him, close to your 2nd orgasm Rex's thrusts sped up. You could hear the water sloshing out of the tub and soaking the floor as he chanted your name over and over as you replied with high pitched whines before you came completely around him. Seconds later you felt him pull out and paint your back with his warm cum with a final prayer of your name from his lips. The two of you ahd cleaned up, before settling into Rex's bed for the night, and spending it doing anything but sleeping. The next day, you had awoken to Rex answering his door in sweats, still half asleep and grunting out a rough, "what" that had your lower half clenching again, before you heard a similar voice say, "Captain, big brother, i just wanted to come and see who finally made it into your bed, and for the whole night as well just screaming you name. Damn, bro you fou-" Rex cut who ever it was off by slamming the door and locking it before crawling back into bed pulling you close and burying his face in your neck, grumbling something about twins and an Echo and Fives.

Send me an AU or two??

[staycult]

highschool!minho as your boyfriend

pairing — fem!reader x minho

genre — fluffish angst-ish ? bullet scenario but mostly not, enemies to lovers

word count — 2k

happy birthday to our precious cat boy! 🐈

happy birthday lino!

you’re one of the best dancers in your school

competitions arent complete without you

i guess the popularity with dancing got over your head a little bit

to you, you were just proud

but others took it the wrong way, as per usual

“alright we’re going to have a new member in our crew, please give him a warm welcome!” your dance instructor clapped

you wiped off your sweat and sat down on the floor to listen further

“come in, lino!” she urged

the young man came in wearing gray sweats and a plain black shirt with a poker face on

you didnt really care nor felt a bond forming between you two

“hi, lee minho, nice to meet you” he smiled half heartedly

you heard the other girls in the room swoon at the sight of him

you were about to nudge your friend who was obviously squealing when the instructor interrupted

“[y/n]! stand over here, please” she pointed beside minho

so you complied

his scent was manly with a hint of softness

he was taller than you and had a lean body structure

your instructor was eyeing the both of you from head to toe and proceeded to call over another instructor

“see, they would be perfect for it!” she whisper shouted at her fellow instructor, still eyeing the both of us

“i do agree with you but dont you think minho is still new? he just came in” the other replied

“minho if you don’t mind? can i show him your audition video?” she asked

minho gave her a nod while he looked around the place with his arms crossed, while you looked like an idiot just standing there like 🧍🏻‍♀️

“wow! his body is flexible, you made the right choice with these two" the male instructor commended

“right?"

"alright, you two would be assigned to create a new choreography for the up coming dance competition. it should be hip hop styled, music of choice is yours." she instructed

your fellow dancers already went home since it was getting late, so you did too after the discussion

you didnt really talk to minho

you felt like you didnt need to, yet

unless it was about the dance

practices were always held after classes. you and the crew decided to brainstorm possible songs that you guys could dance to. all of the songs they were suggesting was boring and at this point you were frustrated and threw a fit. "god, think!" you sighed at your fellow dancers as you ruffled your hair in anger. "do you have any better ideas?" minho asked, nonchalant. "i evaluate whether or not the songs can be used. do you have any ideas?" you rolled your eyes, copying his tone.

he shook head and let out a light smirk, a rather amused one. he suggested songs and remixes that were actually good, but you can never say that. for the first time, someone actually had the courage to speak back to you during your angry state. it did hurt your ego a bit.

"no, i dont want that, it's ear-bleeding" you lied, just for the sake of your reputation in front of your fellow members. "im not asking for your permission, im showing this to noona," he said getting up from the floor with the computer and walked out to find our older instructor.

whispers and held back laughter was heard in the room while their eyes are focused to either you, or minho's back who just disappeared

being a little brat, you stomped over to minho ( who you found in the hallway, just outside your instructor's office ) "you!" you stormed over until youre close enough. without looking, he let out a sigh, "what?"

"what the hell was that about!" you half-shouted, eyebrows furrowed. "what? did i hurt your ego?" he raised an eyebrow, giving you a smirk. you were taken aback by his choice of words. no body has ever came this close to you. all he did was say the truth, because he really did hurt your ego. you hate being told what to do and you hate getting embarrassed in front of people.

your face turned red, "you know what? fuck you" you turned around and left. leaving him with this annoying smug look on his pretty face.

it became a routine

to argue with him during practice

you guys were partners in the said dance

being close with his body gives you the chance to take revenge

by making yourself heavy every time he has to carry you

but you learned that he's not the one to hold back

by letting go of you, causing you to fall off ass first

after a month straight of practice, it went like that

safe to say you hated each other's guts

he hated your bratty and egotistic attitude, and you hated him for pointing it out in front of every one

there's 3 more days until the performance

and somehow, nervousness was getting ahead of you.

"one last practice for today! let me see what you guys got." your instructor said as you guys were positioning yourselves in place. during the dance, you knew you made so many mistakes but you were still hoping it would go unnoticed. making the ending pose, every one clapped as well as the instructor.

"over all, it's a winning dance for me!" every one cheered for the mentor's compliment while you were feeling unsteady. "[y/n], work on the dance a little more okay? you seem a bit on edge" she gave you a small smile. embarrassment was written all over your face. improve? me? christ! it's much worse when minho, who is right beside you, heard that.

the instructor left and every one proceeded to pack their things. as you were about to close yours, "work on the dance a little more okay?" little shit minho repeated your instructors words, with a smug look on his face that you badly want to wipe off with a punch

"okay" you replied dryly, not wanting to engage with crap because of your rising nervousness. "looks like im about to take your place, brat" he added. you knew he was just messing around since both of you had been fighting like this almost every day. you gave him a nod because you just wanted to escape at this point. you placed your bag over your shoulder and opened the door, "don't you think maybe it's because you're not that good-"

"can we not do this right now? alright? i get it. if you really are so fucking great, congrats! now leave me alone." you spat, walking past him and left the studio. the sun was setting when you got out and it was a rather chill weather. it was fine, we're in the middle of october any way.

you sighed as you hugged yourself for comfort due to the strong wind. walking home, you decided to stop by a vending machine.

great! your money just had to be stuck in the vent. just when you thought your day could get worse, this happens. you placed your head on the glass of the machine in front of you while mindlessly playing with the buttons.

you regret losing your cool in front of minho like that, because you know he was just messing around. at some point during practice, you were slowly learning that being a brat is horrible and not everything will go my way.

you noticed that you were starting to change too.

you let out another sigh and kicked a foreign rock to express your frustration. you eyes went back to the stuck money and tried to get it out again. a random finger from behind pressed a red button on top of the machine, which immediately retrieved your money.

you turned back around to thank the person, "thank you-" your smile faded when you realized who it was. he had a small cat eye smile on, "hi" he said in a low tone, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"hi" you said rather awkwardly. "what drink do you want?" he said as he brought out his wallet, positioning himself in front of the machine. "no you don't have to" you protested. "please, let me do this, it's the least i can do for pissing you off"

"banana milk, and im sorry too" you replied, playing with your fingers. he gave you this 'why are you saying sorry' look. "im sorry for all the mean stuff i said back there, i dont know what has gotten into me, im just so nervous about the performance"

he nodded, implying that he's listening while typing and inserting the money on the machine. "im just sorry for being a brat in general," you smiled apologetically as you accepted the banana milk from him. both of you sat down beside the vending machine.

"you dont have to apologize you know? im the one who took it too far" he said, guilt plastered all over his face. "it's fine, i deserve it. besides if it wasnt for you, i wouldnt have notice how much of a bitch i am." you admitted with a light chuckle.

"i didnt mean what i said earlier by the way," he spoke, finishing up his own banana milk. "which one?" you asked. "when i said you were not that good, i didnt mean it. in fact, youre one of the best." he admitted, placing his empty banana milk beside him.

"you think so?" you asked with a smile. "i know so" he smiled back, removing his hairband and placing it back again. "maybe that's why im falling for you." he mumbled.

competition day came

you were feeling energetic today

bratiness level lowered down by 70%

the performance went really great

every one at your school was rooting for your team

which made you even more giddy

"and the grand champion for this year is..."

you heard your school's name and immediately hugged minho unintentionally out of joy

your legs were wrapped up in his waist and he was swinging you around, happy to win as well.

he let go of you gently, trying not to make things awkward

youve already touched his body due to the dance steps but it felt awkward after he confessed

after the celebration, your crew was in the back stage, preparing for the surprise

today is october 25, meaning it's his special day

you got out the cake you personally baked for him and motioned everyone to gather around before minho comes in

"surprise!" every one cheered and threw random pieces of paper towards him when he came in the back stage

"happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday dear minho, happy birthday to you" you sang along with the crew and faced him his cake

"make a wish, lino" you said as you waited for him to blow.

"i wish to be with you" he said out loud, not even minding the people around us and blew the candle out. a lot of ooos and cheers were heard, making you blush. you gathered frosting all over your finger and proceeded to wipe it on his face

he let out a fake shocked face as he did the same to you. by now, every one around you has frosting in your faces. musting up all the courage left in you. you made your way to minho once more and placed a frosting on his lips. he smirked at your sudden action as he lifted you up.

you pressed your lips against his, licking the frosting clean off of him. he gladly accepted the kiss, ignoring everyone around the both of you. pulling away, "maybe i am falling for you too, lino" you confessed. making him kiss you once more.

bf minho is very tsundere

as usual, dance practices together

vending machine dates after practice

lots and lots of i love yous while dancing

SLOW DANCING IN YOUR ROOM!!!!!!

would let you meet his cats bcs "you are now worthy"

helping each other out with missed assignments

your best friend

kisses are wild but soft

dance covers together

will literally break the vending machine to give you your banana milk

would buy you breakfast

holds your hand during break

cuddling with his cats!!!!!!

forehead kisses with reassurance

people dont get your inside jokes

a tease !!!!!

"baby, there is no one else like you"

author's note —

i tried to make this gender neutral but i dont know much about mxm dancing together! sorry about that, i tried to lessen the female details though.

im open for constructive criticism! i made this a birthday special for our lee know <3