#and the kicking afterwards wasnt because of the kiss

[artdcnaldson]

yknow those wives who have affairs with men they meet at the gym? yea so that but its art fucking the pretty, young thing from the yoga class his trainer signed him up for. something about mindfulness and old joints, honestly art wasnt listening, too busy thinking about how embarrassed he would be trying to do yoga in a public gym, a nice gym, but public nonetheless. but the first time he goes he picks the matt next to yours, youre no professional but youre a hell of a lot better than he is, as is everyone else but he's not looking at them. you end up chatting afterwards and it just kind of become routine for you to share those classes when you're both there. grabbing a juice together afterwards. and before either of you really understand whats happening, juice turns to lunch, one class a week turns to 3 or 4, a cup of coffee on the weekend turns to regular dinners. and suddenly he's fucking you in the back of his car in the parking lot of your building, all the yoga really paying off with the ways he's bending you trying to make it work in the cramped space. he was really just going to drive you home, like he always does, but you're just so pretty and he swears he saw tashi texting a number with the name "p" last night... so he kisses you and then hes rutting into your pussy, begging oyu to cum around him, let him feel your pussy get tight like that, strangle his cock.... many a thought

-🐞

GODDDDD <3 <3 <3

He isn't going to cheat, he isn't going to cheat, he is NOT going to cheat. It runs through his mind every fucking class after that first one. He's there to improve mobility, to help him get out of his head and be mindful, to kick the horrible anxiety that he's developed since the injury, that's worsened since New Rochelle.

He's not there for you. Even if you're the only person there he talks to. Even if he looks forward to seeing you every morning when he wakes up. Even if he suffers through gross pressed juice after each class because it means more time with you.

You make him happy, in a way he hasn't felt in a really long time. Desirable, interesting, worthwhile. You smile at him across the table when you go out for lunch, and sometimes you duck your head to hide giddy little smiles when he says something sweet. He'll reach across the table and his fingers will brush against your hand, and you won't move away. Your fingers stretch out, feel his, and that's good, that's fine.

It's not cheating. Coffee on Saturday mornings when there aren't any classes scheduled isn't cheating. Texting with your name replaced with a single letter to be discreet isn't cheating. Getting dinner isn't cheating. Watching movies together in your cute little apartment isn't cheating.

Surely Tashi knows. But why would she care when she's got a secret of her own? He know's she's texting Patrick. She has been since the challenger, working out the minutiae of what her coaching him will entail, and it makes Art's stomach turn. That incessant buzzing in his ear like a gnat, the constant question of if Patrick is fucking his wife. Again.

Art had said he would try. He would try to keep playing past the open, and he'd try to fix their marriage. But that was an optimistic promise made in the aftermath of a great fucking game of tennis. It wasn't until later that the resentment and anxiety reared its ugly head.

And then there's you. You don't watch tennis, you don't care about his ranking, you don't expect anything of him. All you expect of him is the pleasure of his company. And god, you look so sweet, sitting in the passenger seat of his jeep. For the past ten minutes, you’ve been rambling on and on about the new show you started watching, how you swear he'd like it, really.

"You're quiet," you say once he's pulled into the parking garage and killed the car. You reach across the center console and put a hand on his arm. "Everything okay?"

No. He's thinking about Tashi and Patrick. Of a text that flashed across her screen that morning from a contact that's just P, "when are you telling art?" He's thinking about affairs, about how he wants one thing to himself, and why can't that be you?

So he kisses you, and you can feel the desperation and need in the rough press of his mouth against yours, in the slow lave of his tongue, licking into your mouth like he wants to savor the taste of you. And you just take it, moaning into his mouth, soft and pretty.

"You're married," you pant as you both climb into the backseat. You say it like you haven't been craving this exact moment since you first saw him walking into the class with an overfull gym bag and a plain gray mat slung over one shoulder. You say it because if you don’t, you’ll feel worse.

But he just silences you with another hungry, desperate kiss that you return in kind. You paw at his shirt, trying to tug it off without breaking the kiss. Art laughs against your mouth and sits back on his heels to peel it off.

He likes the way you look up at him, like he’s the best thing you’ve ever laid eyes on. He’s never felt that from anyone before, never felt like much more than a second choice. A consolation prize. Your hand is small, sliding along the plane of his chest, dipping down to his abs. It’s like you’re marveling at him, appreciating his body the way you’d appreciate a work of art.

Your hand slides down and you palm him almost timidly, feeling the hard length of him in your palm. He groans, a low, masculine sound that makes heat bloom in the pit of your stomach. You’ve heard something similar, when he’s stretching out a particularly tight muscle, or when you’re doing partner poses in yoga class— a hot, panted groan in your ear due to the proximity. But this is entirely new— addicting in the best way.

You don’t care that he’s married. Well, you do, but you just want him to be happy. You can make him happy— can give him something more than what he has. Doesn’t he deserve that?

Your clothes are shed quickly, easily. Peeled off smooth skin, discarded into the floorboard. All of your senses are flooded with Art’s hands, the way they grasp at your exposed skin, feeling, holding, possessing— His mouth, searing hot where he laves at your throat, over your tits. He sucks your nipple into his mouth and it makes you mewl. Arching into his touch.

“I want— fuck— I want to do so much to you,” he mumbles against your skin. He nips at the plush skin of your tits, promising bruises that will remind you in the morning you hadn’t just dreamt it all. “I just need to have you.”

You’d let him do anything. You’d let him carve you open and replace everything inside with him, him, him. And he does, in a way. When he lines up with your cunt and drives in, burying himself deep inside, it feels like he’s all that’s left of you.

The car rocks on its axels as he fucks you, deep and slow. It drives gasps and moans from your lips each time he bottoms out, when you feel his cock deep in your cunt, when his balls press tight against your body.

Art moans a desperate, masculine sound, his breath coming hot. The windows fog, dripping condensation in slow trails. “I think I love you,” Art groans, the words slipping out as he gets closer and closer and closer.

He’s married. He’s probably only saying it in a fuckdrunk haze. It’s a bad decision, you’d both regret it in the morning.

“I love you,” you tell him, softly. Earnest as he’s ever heard it said. He cums hard, grinding slow and deep so it’s as deep as possible.

He walks you to the door, kisses your cheek, tells you he’ll see you at the studio soon. When he gets home, he doesn’t tell Tashi, but she can sense it on him. The secret seeps from his pores. Good for him. It’s about time he does something for himself.

His next tournament is beautiful— his best tennis in a while. And maybe it’s best for Tashi to turn a blind eye while Art’s winning again. Maybe.

[fipindustries]

i remember my first serious real brush with queerness was when i was like 13 and i identified as a boy back then.

i grew up in an interesting time period, within an interesting generation. back then, smack dab in the mid 2000's, gay acceptance was spread enough that it was generally uncouth to be overtly homophobic but not so accepted that it wasnt still a huge deal if someone turned out to be gay. most media depicted gay people with general acceptance (albeit with a lot of cheap stereotypes) but it was still treated as this radical controversial topic to talk about openly. calling things "gay" as an insult was still socially acceptable. and people overall were still very awkward with it.

point is, i was aware of gay people from a relatively young age, and what's more, i was aware that once i hit puberty hormones were going to kick in and who knew where that coin was going to flip, i might end up attracted to boys! i had enough self awareness that i considered this a genuine possibility to worry about and prepare for beforehand.

so what i did was basically test the waters with my parents (who were divorced). first i went to my dad, and let me tell you that was a really fucking scary conversation, i rehearsed it a million times in my head and when the time came to drop the subject i was sweating all over. what's funny is that it wasnt like i had a crush on a specific guy or i had felt any particular attraction to men back then, there wasnt any reason for me to do the coming out the closet number. and yet here i was acting at 13 like i was about to full on "confess".

anyway, i dropped the "how would you react if i happened to be gay, not that i am gay, in fact i have a girl im super attracted to in school and her name is this and this is her social security number and her adress and a picture of her i have under my pillow that i kiss every night" (it wasnt quite like that but sort of).

he, feeling extremely uncomfortable, said that he would be very upset about it but that i would still be his son and he would try to be a good father to me. so that was a clear signal that i was probably not going to be super safe with him.

a few days later i did the same thing with my mom and she was like "oh yeah, i would love you and accept you no matter what in fact you uncle, my younger brother is gay, and also this other cousin" and i was like "WHAT" and i had to go to the bathroom for a few seconds to stare in the mirror because that was kind of a mindblown.

bottom line, i was living with my mom at the time, not my dad, so that helped me decide that i was probably safe if i happened to be attracted to boys, i was still a little worried about the subject but i decided i didnt have to think about it until i actually ended up crushing for a guy and until then it was all very theoretical and not worth worrying about.

like a couple of months later i happened to come across brokeback mountain while doing zapping on tv and i actually got horny watching those cowboys go at it and i ended up masturbating to it. afterwards i was like "huh, ok, i guess that settles that question".

anyway, i ended up being trans so that was all kind of moot by the end of the day, lol.

[dashielldeveron]

HELPPPPP TELL ME WHY IVE ONLY NOW FOUND YOUR FICS AT AN UNHOLY HOUR IN THE MORNING AND HAVE SPENT THE PAST FOUR HOURS PORING OVER YOUR WRITING????

literally wasnt in a bnha phase atm when i got smacked in the head with the absolute DELIGHT that is your writing??!?! oh my GOD your writing is so delicious i was kicking my feet and had to put my phone down MULTIPLE times when going through shinsou's, monoma's, and dabi's part of the soulmate series and im Not Ready for aizawas or todorokis. what RIGHT do you have to make me have to stuff my comforter in my mouth to stifle my laughter as i clutch my phone in my hands and grin like a maniac at the absolute comedic gold that is your writing.

Your dialogue? masterful. i want to eat your writing because the interactions between characters seem so Real and Complex and in depth i am frothing at the mouth you dknt UNDERSTAND!!! And the fact the reader insert has a nuanced personality!!!! the snark and sheer Kindness from the reader in dabi's fic and TENDERNESS!!! HAD ME!!! SHAKINF!!! goddd you write tenderness and yearning so so well im going to be re reading your fics for the next couple years, actually. "shy boy" and "sweet boy" being used for dabi , , , im on my hands and knees you have no right!!! at all!!! to make me want to kiss the reader insert!!! hello!!!! what the fuck!!

AND MONOMA!!! MY BABYGIRL!!! HES SUCH A THEATRE NERD WHO WANTS TO PRACTICE AND SATISFY YOU BECAUSE!! TO SEE U BE UNRAVELED BY H I M --- NOT AN ABILITY HE MIMICKED FROM SOMEONE ELSE--- MAKES HIM SO SO WEAK. i have no words. best monoma character portrayal ive seen. hands down. im gonna die happy, actually.

also.

reader: wanna try sexting?

shinsou: no <3

made me cavkle so hard aksbjsbsbs i love that man sm

Oh btw!! may i ask what other chars you have planned for the soulmate au? i will be. frothing over whatever you put out nonetheless!! i hope you have a lovely day <333

four hours?!?!?! you could've watched gone with the wind in that time!!

yessss YESSSS get back into bnha!!! we want you back!!!! lol it's fab that you were reacting like that to thinking about the boys; i think that monoma would be kicking his feet, too, if he were reading about you!!! and shinsou would get so overwhelmed reading fluff about you that he'd have to take breaks, splash water on his face. if dabi read fic, he'd prob read the whole thing in one sitting, emotionless, but then have to go throw rocks at windows. whatever you're feeling, they'd feel, too

and yesssss dabi is shy/sweet boy bc that's what he is!!!! he's prob not feeling very shy/sweet in canon rn, but he'll remember eventually!! ohhhhhhhh monoma my beloved. GOD it makes me so happy to hear that you like him here. i love monoma soooooo much; i dislike how he's villainised in fic bc it's easy to, but i think he's so charming and devoted, both to his friends and to the bit. and based on 1-B's play at the festival, someone's a huge fuckin' nerd about LOTR and Shakespeare and stuff, and i think it would fit monoma well; he seems aware of the roles of characters in stories and overall storytelling, and LOTR/HP/Shakespeare are all about structure and word choice. i love him. i'm going to take him to therapy and make out with him in the car afterwards.

also!!! not that there's a "correct" order to read the routes in, but it sounds like you're reading them out of release order!!! which is great!!! i'd be FASCINATED to hear back from you after you read aizawa's chapter, bc that's where most of the tainted love lore is dropped--and aizawa's and shinsou's routes have pretty heavy overlap.

i'm writing shigaraki's right now, and then i have a route for [secret character], censored not bc he's the "true route," or anything, but bc he already appears in the story, and from my POV, it would sour his current scenes if we knew we had a route with him. these are the routes i have planned, and then i will either 1) let the fic marinate or 2) leave the fic "finished" but occasionally add "non-canon" routes for other characters and perhaps "fandiscs" for existing routes. considering i have lots of ideas for other fics, i'm leaning towards the first one, since i don't think i can commit to the latter right now idk

but ohhhhhh i love you. you are SO kind, and i'm so so so glad you're liking the fic!!!! i hope the rest of it is just as fun and that your day is peaceful!!!! xx.

[jaylver]

RIN LOVE IM SORRY IM LATE I WAS TOO EXHAUSTED YTD AND I FELL ASLEEP BEFORE I COULD READ LOVE AT FIRST SPEED 😭😭😭😭

but now that i've finished reading it...

their first meeting was SO UNSRS like PLEASE HEE WAS SEARCHING HIS SOCKS FOR HIS KEY CARD?,!,' & NOT YN WITNESSING EVERYTHING TOO ☠️☠️☠️ soooo chaotic

the morning after was so cute and completely unexpected for me bc what was yn doing there 🤨🤨 was my first thought i was like noooo wayyy??? this entire scene was so ,!?.!,'@!.!,?.?.!. like hee was down HORRENDOUS already its kinda insane but u go king!!! and then came the NICKNAMES WHAT THE FUCK. URE JOKING OH URE JOKING. r u crazy or am i insane? i ABSOLUTELY LOVED to be able to see how their relationship and dynamics developed <3 not every writer includes that but i really enjoy reading how everything comes into play!!! heeyn's dynamic is so soulmate bff coded sooo comfortable

DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THEIR FIRST DATE. DAWGGGGGGGG IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THISSSS 🤣🤣🤣🤣 they're so freaking cute <33333 and then cue jake being sus 🤨🤨🤨🤨 one of my FAV lines from this fic was when hee told jake "i will, like my heart depends on it" like sir. GOD ME WHENNNNN???!:!: i also love how heeyn's r/s didnt feel rushed? if that makes sense 😭 like yn knew she felt smth for hee but she also knew she wasnt ready yet. with that being said, i also loved how we could tell how equally down bad heeyn were for each other 🤪 like it was not one sided AT ALL. she told him her heart feels full every time she sees him 😭😭😭😭 🤍🤍🤍🤍 albeit drunk... but ☠️

and then the lack of verbal communication for their feelings came through 💔💔😟💔😟💔💔 I WAS LIKE YAAAAAS when they kissed in my head i was like "ohhh yea they r official now" and then boom. 🤯. i totally understand hee bc up until then yn didnt tell him what she really felt about him so he was valid for feeling that way but him choosing to avoid and run away instead of talking to her abt wasnt the wisest choice 😞 im so glad he came to find her to talk to her afterwards 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 my couple made it 😭🤍

then came the last race.. HEE WONNNN!!!! DESERVEDDDDD 🥇 he fawking kissed her in front of everyone AND ASKED TO BE TGT OFFICIALLY 🥹🫂🤍 MY HEEYNNNNN absolutely INSANE. i was giggling & kicking my feet btw 😭 the last scene. dont even. THEY R SO CUTE UGH BOTH OF THEM SAYING HOW THEYRE SO LUCKY TO HAVE EACH OTHER?:!:&.&/ thats it im out. i cant take this lovey dovey shit no more (i absolutely ate that up)

& in case u couldnt tell i LOVED love at first speed i really enjoyed reading it!!! thank u for sharing it w us 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 & i cant wait to see what else u have in store for the series!!!!!!!!

OH MY GOD. THIS. WHATM. THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THIS LENGTHY FEEDBACK!!!

honestly reading this made my day A LOT. it also reassured me so much because i had a lot of self doubts while writing lafs, so seeing your positive feedback only made me cry tears of joy. love u love u! i'm so happy you loved it a lot! i'll make sure to cook up a good fic for the 2nd installment 🙏

[thisthirstisreal]

Just a short summary of the sex what happened between Guesta & Latil

I'd much rather everyone read Alex's summary to come later (she'd be way more thorough whereas I'm a mess) but someone asked in the comment in the previous post + this is my favourite boy and I'm bursting so:

So basically Guesta asked to do this LOLZ and Latil CARRIED him to the sofa and was about lay him down when he reversed their positions and pinned her under him! Then he said he was so ashamed (by his dirtiness?) And said he wasnt used to it! So he was quite "violent" according to Latil with his kisses and "approach" but NEVER with pain, just with how overwhelming it was

Then he went down on Latil :)))) she was so shocked she wanted to kick him in the face lmao

I thought she'd be used to this as this isn't her first time receiving this (cough Girgol cough Carlein)

Meanwhile Guesta kept murmuring, "I'm so ashamed I'm so ashamed" while going down LOL. But you know homeboy liked it.

Then they do the nasty ;) he even ASKED to kiss her while doing it!!!!

And he told her he'd stop if she asked him to though he didn't give her much of a chance to say stop 🤔 with his kisses.

Anyways at the end of it Latil was tired BUT GUESTA WAS STILL ENERGISED LMAO. Applause to my man because he even massaged her legs afterwards??? AFTERCARE???

Then she questioned that he wasn't a weak rabbit as she'd thought... was he? 😈

[bcdwhcre]

This is my 2nd time I'm sending a request I'm sorry this'll be my last ansjsj

Can you do a Hanji x reader where the reader and Hanji are best friends in the scouts and the reader has feelings for Hanji so they tend to act a little flirty? But the reader is actually Levi's sister and Levi finds it so obvious how much the reader loves Hanji so he just teases for her it? Hanji then overhears the reader talking about her feelings and boom! Confession! ^^

“Confessions,” Hange x Reader

Girrrrl send as many requests as you like, I don’t mind at allllllllll. Hanji Hanji, I love her and I know I spell it how it is in the dub its a habit. my apologiesssssss.

Summary: Levi’s younger sister has a crush on Hange and he finds it real obvious, teasing you until you end up confessing.

Warnings: none

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Growing up wasnt easy. You and Levi were left to starve and then trained to be full on machines, learning how to fight and defend before you were even ten years old.

Levi had tried his best to protect you, he still does to this day as the both of you worked in the scout regiment and were each made Captains.

The more time went on and days were spent all together in the room, drinking and eating. You found yourself having a big crush on Hange, you liked her confidence and the way she’s driven to the Titans and wanting to learn about them. It was crazy but you liked it.

You would even admit that you were in love with her. You would spend your days off with her, learning about her discoveries, her theories and even spent time with her when she had caught two Titans and did research on them up close.

The way she was in love with her work, the way she dedicated herself to the two Titans and was absolutely fascinated with them, even if it almost killed her on numerous occasions- it just all made you fall in love with her more.

You were in deep.

It wasn’t long till Levi had caught on, he knew you better than anyone and the way you stared at her from across the room or the way you listened to every word she said as she rambled on about pointless stuff that you knew nothing about.

He knew you had a big crush on her and he teased you about it for months on end. He made sure to be the annoying big brother that bullies his sister with jokes about how you’re soft for her, how you practically drool over her when she speaks to you.

“Just shut up, Levi.” You groaned, sitting inside his office as he laughed, shooting more playful jokes your way.

It had made you grow frustrated with your brother, he was a pain in the ass to deal with and now that he knew that you liked your fellow comrade, he couldn’t help but bug you about it.

It was entertaining to him, this was the only time he got a good laugh during the awful times of working and risking your lives to protect others.

“C’mon, it’s funny.” He rolled his eyes at your attitude but laughed about it shortly afterwards.

“It’s only funny to you, dumb ass. Why don’t you stop being a lonely old man and go find someone.” You said sarcastically, making his eyebrows furrow and shoot you a dirty look.

“I don’t need anyone. All I need is myself and you, remember that.” He simply said but you knew why he was never interested in finding someone for himself.

Levi holds up this giant wall that is three times bigger than him. He acts cold, he acts like he isn’t phased by anything but deep down, everything hits him like bricks. He convinced himself that being alone was a better option as a Scout instead of setting himself up for heartbreak and risk loving someone just to lose them to Titans.

He convinced himself that nothing was more important than family. Than you, as his little sister. He didn’t need anything else but you, losing you would be losing himself entirely.

“I’m grown, I can watch myself.” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest and he shrugged his shoulders.

“Eh, you still remind me of the five year who cried all the time.. You still cry all the time.” He joked, making you roll your eyes.

“So, are you going to tell Hange or should I?” Levi spoke up again, bringing the topic right back on the table and you groaned dramatically.

You didn’t want to talk about it any longer, the fact that a simple crush was being held over your head was annoying enough especially it being done by Levi. You wanted to punch him in the face and you were tempted to do it at this very moment.

You knew you couldn’t bring yourself to tell Hange your feelings, in the back of your head you were convinced she didn’t go in that direction, that she didn’t like women but some times it was questionable but the paranoia had lingered over you which prevented you from even thinking about telling her.

While you argued with your brother, Hange had walked down the hallway to actually look for you to help her with some theories she had in mind. She wanted to run them by you because you were the only person that showed interest and actually gave her good advice.

As she walked by Levi’s office, she overheard your voice and stopped in her tracks when her name was brought up in the conversation.

“Are you going to tell Hange or should I?”

She raised her eyebrow, tell her what? She was confused as she stood by the door, her ear up to the crack to listen to more. She hated to be nosey but she couldn’t help it when she was brought up.

“How am I supposed to tell her? It’s not as easy as you make it sound, Levi. This could either ruin our friendship or not.” You hated this, you hated the topic and you wanted to move on.

But Levi being the annoying asshole he was, he edged on and on just to watch the pure irritation on your face just for his amusement.

“C’mon, it’s not that hard. Just open your mouth up and speak.” He smirked, resting his arms on the desk as he leaned forward.

“You’re just a scary chicken.” He teased, making Hange almost giggle under her breath at the childish nickname he gave you.

But the more she stood there, the more she was intrigued with the conversation and wanting to listen to more. She had glanced down each side of the hallway to make sure no one was near or walking down to blow her cover as she continued the sneaky act.

“God, you’re so irritating. It’s not that easy for me to walk up to her and say I’m in love with you. Keep teasing me about it and I’ll kick your short ass.” You threatened him, making his laugh only grow louder.

Her eyes widen at the confession you let out. You were in love with her? She couldn’t process it or think clearly but it had definitely made her heart pound inside her chest and adrenaline run through her veins.

As you got up from the other side of the desk, telling your brother that you were leaving as he continued to giggle like a school girl. Once she heard your footsteps come closer to the door, she had practically ran down the hallway and go around the corner.

She didn’t really know what to do, should she bring this up to you? Should she just get this over with and confront you? She didn’t know and all that thinking she did, she didn’t realize you walking down the hallway in her direction until you startled her by turning the corner.

“Oh shit!” You jumped, making her jump and drop the files she was holding in her hands.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.” You admitted shyly, your cheeks growing hot as you kneeled down to scatter up the files and hand them back to her.

“It’s okay, actually- I was looking for you.” Hange abruptly said then quickly shut her mouth, that’s not what she wanted to say- now the topic was at the front of her mind.

“Oh? What about?”

“Uh, I had some theories but first I kind of wanted to get something off my chest.” She said, fixing her glasses and met your gaze with a almost worried look that made you become paranoid.

“I didn’t mean to um, listen in but I heard you and Levi talking.” She finished, making your eyes go wide and suddenly your cheeks were as red as a tomato.

“Ahh, um.” You didn’t know what to say, you started to stutter and started to look around the empty hallway to avoid her stare.

This is not what you had in mind about confessing to Hange. You couldn’t help but think if Levi was behind this sick plan, it wouldn’t be surprising if he did- he’s a selfish asshole after all.

As you stood there quietly, Hange had began to worry and clung tighter onto the files in her hands. She didn’t really know what to say and that’s coming from someone who is always talking and rambling about something.

But as she stood in front of you, watching you get all flustered up, it gave her a bit of a confidence boost to lean down and press her lips on yours, catching you by surprise completely.

You weren’t expecting this, your anxiety made you think of the worst in every situation but here she was, kissing your lips and it made your heart skip a beat at the small kiss.

When she pulled back, both of your faces flustered up and red- she had given you a cute smile and gestured you to follow her.

“C’mon, I have some theories to tell you.”

You were confused, thrown back but you followed her back to her office and she noticed how you were still quiet, probably even overthinking the small kiss you two shared.

“I hope you know that me kissing you meant that I like you too.”

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Soft soft soft🥺

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[raspberryranpo]

Can I request BL....anniversary with them? Something fluffy and cute post ts please? Playing crimson flower and my heart is hurting.

celebrating your wedding anniversary

fire emblem three houses: blue lions

i wasnt sure what anniversary you wanted, but i ended up doing wedding anniversary headcanons!! i hope these are ok!!

DIMITRI

anniversaries before dimitri met you were just about his dead family or his dead friends, and they were all incredibly sad days

but whenever someone mentions an anniversary now, he immediately thinks about how he’s going to celebrate his wedding anniversary with you & genuinely looks forward to it

takes you out for a nice walk around the castle’s grounds, occasionally picking a flower and putting it in your hair

bonus points if you pick a flower and put it in his hair. he feels so pretty

makes flower crowns with you because he’s cottagecore like that

side note please imagine cottagecore dimitri i can’t

DEDUE

makes you the best meal that you’ve ever had. you think he’s made nice meals for you in the past? think again

you dine like the royalty you are on your wedding anniversary if dedue has anything to say about it

of course, it’s both of your wedding anniversary, but dedue doesn’t expect a thing from you

if you do decide to give him a present or do a little something extra, he’s literally on the verge of tears - he’s eternally grateful

a bouquet of flowers is mandatory. he will give you the biggest bouquet of flowers you’ve ever seen

every flower is hand grown by him in your garden and somehow you’d never realised

SYLVAIN

he debates cooking for you himself but eventually decides to just take you to the fanciest restaurant around

will surprise you with breakfast in bed though!! just don’t get your hopes up. it’s more of a sad dinner than breakfast in bed, but it’s the thought that counts

all day long he’s telling you all about how he doesn’t and will not ever regret marrying you, and that your wedding day was the best day of his life

the day ends with him reading to you one of his favourite books, stopping whilst turning the page to gently kiss your forehead

FELIX

definitely the one here who’d forget… or he’d just think that it’s merely an anniversary and isn’t anything important

at least, he makes it out to be that way

in reality, he’s been sweating about this anniversary for the past two weeks and he literally cannot stop worrying about it and he’s beyond help at this point

gives you a very shaky kiss in the morning and almost drops your breakfast because he’s determined to make your anniversary the best day

he’s planned a surprise date with you in some secluded beach part of faerghus, where it’s colder than expected but he’s pretending that it definitely isn’t

he’s trying his best. he’s not romantic, but he just really cares about you

ASHE

you wake up to a load of pastries in your face and a very joyful looking ashe

“look, i baked you every single pastry you’ve ever looked at in your life!” “ashe, it’s seven in the morning”

does a lot of weird things on your anniversary because he doesn’t actually know what he’s supposed to do

he knows he’s supposed to be showing you how grateful he is to be married to you but he just doesn’t know how to

ends up just taking you to the library & reading the rest of the day away. later on he apologises for being boring, but the stupid jokes he cracked and the evil game of footsies you played under the table said otherwise

MERCEDES

actually succeeds in making you the nicest breakfast in bed. you can taste the pure love in each bite and it’s so wholesome

constantly holds your hand or has a hand around your waist, or even makes sure that your hand is around her waist all day long

makes a cute little picnic and you both go to a meadow nearby, sitting in between some flowers

jeritza is invited but his eyes wouldn’t stop watering from the flowers. regretfully, he took off very quickly

she gives very soft kisses to you under the stars afterwards, whispering about how grateful she is to have you

ANNETTE

you both go to the theatre!! it’s one of those singalong ones in which annette can sing her heart out to her favourite songs

theatre kid annette anyone

the people in the theatre end up paying more attention to her out of tune singing and you both end up getting kicked out but it was worth it

you both sing all the way home and then start singing inside too, annoying anyone else at home

INGRID

also acts like it isn’t a big deal & them surprises you with a ride on her Pegasus at sunset, during which she shows you the entire city

the sky is painted with pretty pinks, reds and oranges, and all of the lights are on in the city - it’s picturesque, and so is the peaceful look on her face

has her hands securely around your waist the entire time & she plants small kisses up and down your neck whenever the pegasus isn’t moving

carries you off of the pegasus when you land and back into the castle, refusing to put you down

[obeiii-mee]

Hi there! Im back, tysm for doing my HC ;;/ it was super cute, i really liked Mammons and Satans!! If you dont mind if i ask for another? Hdjsks Recently, i slipped while walking home with some pals and scrapped my knee. It wasnt too bad, but it sure looked bad lmao If you can could you do HCs for the boys reacting to MC slipping and scrapping there knee while walking w them? Im sure Mammon would have a heart attack hfjd Tysm!! Keep up the good work♡

Thank you so much! I hope your knee gets better and that it wasn’t too painful! The brothers would all be panicking in their own way but I agree, Mammon would faint or something lmao.

Hope this was OK.

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The Brothers with an MC who fell and scraped their knee:

Lucifer:

-It was a miracle you managed to convince him to come out on a walk with you at all

-The man doesn’t know when to take a break from his work

-He’s more likely to accept if it’s you asking tho, he has an obvious soft spot for you

-The others call him a suck up behind his back because of it

-You were so happy that you managed to pry Lucifer away from his desk, you were basically skipping alongside him

-Long story short, you tripped over your own two feet and fell

-Luckily, your knees and palms were the only things that got a bit scruffy

-Well, actually your right knee looked as if someone tried removing your entire knee cap with a scalpel, skin and all but adrenaline was kicking in and you couldn’t feel much

-You’ve never seen Lucifer freeze the way he did then

-His mind just drew a blank

-You were about to shrug it off and call it a day, get up and continue your walk but daddy Lucifer can’t have that

-He has six younger brothers (and a younger sister at some point) he is pretty experienced when it comes to treating injuries

-You aren’t walking for the rest of the day, let me make this clear

-He will carry you back to the House of Lamentation no matter how much you protest

-In case it wasn’t obvious already, Lucifer gives off massive dad vibes and now he’s bandaging your leg while you’re laying down on his bed

-While the rest of the brothers watch the two of you from behind the door frame because they are all equally worried

-Get ready for the three hour lecture coming your way

-He’s pissed and amused at the same time tbh

-Silly human, falling over like that and hurting themselves

-Lord Diavolo forbid you try to get out of that bed, he will drag you back and make sure you stay there until your knee is better (kinky)

Mammon:

-He was on his merry way to the casino to blow off all of Lucifer’s money and you tagged along solely for the purpose of making sure he didn’t spend all of Lucifer’s money

-You’d both be done for if he did

-But I guess fate really had it out for you on that day since your foot slipped on....something and you tripped

-Both of your knees looked bloody and damaged as hell but you were more irritated than anything

-Mammon on the other hand did a fucking double take and almost passed out

-He screeched his lungs out

-One look at your injured knees and he was ready to drag you all the way to the human realm on foot to find you a doctor

-“MC ARE YOU OK WHY THE FUCK IS THERE SO MUCH BLOO-HOLY SHIT STAY STILL DON’T MOVE! THE GREAT MAMMON WILL FIX THIS...SOMEHOW.”

-It was very dramatic, he cried

-You stood up to prove that you were alright because you thought he was going to have a seizure soon enough

-OK, that helped him calm down a little

-At least now he knew your legs weren’t about to get torn off and you weren’t on the verge of death

-Fuck the casino, you were going home

-Like Lucifer, don’t expect you will walk home by yourself

-He will carry you, a bit embarrassed by his initial freak out but still eyeing your wound, concerned

-As soon as you get home and the other brothers help you out because he’s shit at bandaging, he just sits in his own pool of misery and guilt

-Your poor knees wouldn’t be so jacked up if you hadn’t come along with him today

-He was so determined to make it up to you, he stayed by your bedside like a loyal puppy with a wagging tail (flashback to the animal event)

-Overall, he almost went into cardiac arrest and was too panicked to realise you were fine

-You thought he was smothering and overprotective before? Good luck for the rest of the week

Levi:

-“See, this is why I don’t like going out. There’s always some normie laying on the groun- OH MY LORD DIAVOLO, MC IS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU OK?”

-HIS HENRY ALMOST DIED ON THE NEWLY POLISHED FLOOR OF AN ANIME CONVENTION, HE HAS VERY MIXED EMOTIONS

-You fell knees first and hurt them quiet badly but you could stand, even if the pain made you twitch a little

-This confused Levi because you looked fine even though your knees certainly didn’t

-You told him you felt alright and it wasn’t that big of a deal and he absolutely rolled with it

-But you guys still went home after that

-He said it was because you bled all over your cosplay but that’s just him being a tsundere

-Levi is usually very shy when it comes to physical contact but he firmly insisted that he help you walk home

-I mean, he knows you said you were feeling OK and maybe humans just have a lot of tolerance for injuries like that

-But he still felt it was necessary that he took you home and checked out your injuries

-He kept the mood light while disinfecting you’re wound with some help from Satan by talking about how the convention went

-High low-key relieved seeing you walk around like normal two minutes after that

-He started bitching to you about how you made him miss his the event but he didn’t mean any of it

-“Stupid normie, making me miss my favourite Ruri-chan event. You’re lucky I love you and think you’re cute....did I just say that out loud??”

Satan:

-Oh dear, why would you go out for a walk in the middle of a rainstorm? What were you thinking?

-Actually, it was Satan’s idea

-He may be a demon and the prince of Wrath no less, but he is such a sappy, cheesy bastard at times

-He definitely thinks that walking and kissing in the rain is very romantic (bet he read something like that in an erotica)

-You know what’s not romantic blondie? Slipping on a very small puddle and potentially fracturing your leg

-It was just a scraped knee but you were frustrated enough to be extra

-He’s helping you up before you even have the chance to realise you fell in the first place

-Your knee was looking pretty bad so you guys went home just to avoid any further casualties

-He’s actually chuckling all the way back while you playfully glare at him because how dare he laugh at your misery?

-Date night was ruined but at least he got to take care of you

-He knew your knee must have hurt and he felt bad but he couldn’t help but giggle a bit to himself because your fall was so comical

-Ah but he does enjoy fussing over you for the rest of the night a bit too much

Asmo:

-You thought Mammon was melodramatic?

-Take a look at this fucking guy

-He actually screeches even louder than his brother and probably falls to his knees too (but not really because those pants were expensive)

-His screams definitely got the attention of at least 10 random passerbyers

-He’s actually on the verge of crying

-I mean, can you blame him?? Look at your beautiful knees!! They were ruined

-He felt so bad for you, he actually babied the hell out of you that day

-“Asmo, it’s fine. It’s just a scrap.”

-“A SCRAP, MC IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR KNEE IS ABOUT TO FALL OFF YOUR POOR SKIN-“

-It was just a scrap but Asmo’s secret talent is being extra as fuck

-He totally spilled all the tea to the rest of the brothers when he got home

-And then he ushered you into his room

-Funnily enough, he’s pretty good with injuries. Not as much as Satan and Lucifer but still

-He pampered you for the next few hours but that image of your skin being all grazed like that will forever haunt him

-How can you not be so bothered by it?? He’d die if he was in your place

-I love Asmo just because of how dramatic he is

Beel:

-Your shoelaces were undone and of course that meant a fun little trip to the floor of Hell’s Kitchen

-Beel didn’t notice you fell at first, he was concentrating on his food and assumed you were next to him

-But then he realised that you weren’t and for a moment he thought you disappeared or something

-Before he turned to find you laying on the floor, curled up because life was pain and you were suffering

-“Are you OK? Or are you just tired? Belphie does that a lot when he’s tired.” Or depressed one might say

-But for real, he’s good at identifying serious wounds and less serious wounds since he’s an athlete

-He can tell your knees were bleeding way more than they should have from just a simple scrap

-He slinged you over his shoulder and carried you, calmly, back home, with a burger still in his hand

-He’s actually really collective and talked to you while cleaning up your injury to take your mind off the pain

-He knows humans are a little more fragile than demons so even though he knows it’s not a big deal, he can’t help but worry

-It’s kinda hard falling around him tho because chances are, he will actually catch you even if he happens to hold something

-He’s sad if you’re sad so please don’t cry he will bandage your scraped knee do you want the last bit of his burger to make you feel better?

-Comfort hugs afterwards!

-Which is awesome because Beel gives out best hugs :)

Belphie:

-Ah yes, another beautiful day at RAD

-Walking alongside with your grumpy and sleepy boyfriend when a random demon bumps into you

-Wel not bumps, more like shoves you so hard you fall down and tear the fabric of your pants

-While the dude shrugs it off and speeds away

-You were a bit pissed off because rude

-But Belphie was fucking fuming

-He felt so offended on your part

-I mean, the nerve of him

-He was tired as shit but he wanted to chase after him and throw hands, possibly fill his pillow with rocks and hit him over the head with it

-He forced himself to focus on you first before hunting the moron down

-He was a bit concerned when he didn’t see you come back up after you fell

-Turns out, you scraped your knee pretty horribly and now you were bleeding all over the floor

-He’s even more quiet than usual as he helps you up and half carries you to your next class

-He starts taking care of your knee in the middle of DevilDom history he doesn’t give a flying fuck

-He’s still furious by the time he gets home and most of his brothers know to leave him be when he makes that scary ass face

-No talk to him

-He angy

-“Does your knee still hurt?”

-“A bit but it’s not-“

-“Come nap with me.”

-“Why?”

-“Naps shall cure your pain.”

-“...”

-“Nah but for real come take a nap with me.”

-Next day at school, the dude from yesterday walks by him and Belphie smashes his head against the wall

-Before walking away as if nothing happened

-I stan protective Belphie

These HCs are really bad but I love them anyway

Al~

[om-headcanon]

☆ obey me brothers reacting to mc getting bullied

unfortunately, many people feel what its like to be bullied. its often wished that someone, anyone, was just there to help... so heres how the brothers would manage the situation (gender neutral as always !!)

lucifer

if you think lucifer would even let someone look at you weird, youre wrong

he overhears these two demons talking badly about you and stops in his tracks to put them in their place

he twists one of their wrists and in a soft voice, more frightening than a harsh one, warns them that they should watch what they say if they desire to keep their limbs

nobody would dare cross lucy... youre practically safe for eternity now

mammon

hes significantly less confrontational, but that doesnt mean he doesnt do anything

being hells prince of greed, he has learned a few tricks

once you tell him about your bully, he manages to sneak behind them and steal their wallet

you two will be going shopping later, bullys treat. buy as much as youd like~ (dont worry about jail or anything the Great Mammon has your back)

leviathan

to be quite honest i cant see him doing much in the moment

not because he doesnt want to, but because he doesnt know what to do ):

so afterwards he checks up and makes sure youre okay... if they said anything mean, hed reassure you for hours its false. if they hurt you, hed tend to your wounds

he may learn how to hack just to put malicious viruses on their computers in your honor

satan

...we all know this isnt ending well

hells prince of wrath? someone being mean to somebody he loves? oh no that isnt gonna work

saying he was Furious is quite the understatement. he goes full demon mode and is seeing only red

he damages school lockers by throwing the bullies at them... diavolo calls him to talk. he thinks hes in trouble, but diavolo just applauds him for protecting you! barbatos is left to clean the mess

asmodeus

he would use jealousy to take the assholes down

hed charm them to ensure they were head over heels in love with him, and then proceed to plant a kiss on your forehead

(he would explain himself and double check after the fact youre not uncomfortable and if you were hed apologize!!)

while the bullies are crying over you winning over their crush, you and asmo skip the rest of the school day to shop

beelzebub

seeing anyone be mean to you makes beel so sad... so sad that he gets mad

he threatens the bullies saying hed eat them if they didnt leave you alone

thats obviously not an open ended threat and tbh the more he thinks about it the more he wants to do it

he pledges that he will never leave your side ever again and the next time he sees the bullies bothering you hes getting lucifer

belphegor

hed react quite similarly to levi in this situation. hed be so stunned, angry, and tired that he wouldnt know exactly how to react

he talks shit about them with you for a good half hour and then offer to walk you around school from now on so that youre safe

if he wasnt as tired he wouldnt hesitate to kick your bullies ass(es)

he says its time you go home and take a nap, youve had a long day. hell cover for you with lucy

[draconicks]

Eyeball Chambers x Male Reader

TW: Blood Mention, Slight NSFW, Cheating Mentions, and Hurt/Comfort

He had a secret crush on you for about two solid years, and he watched you enviously, you doing the same. You both shooting eachother blushing looks and brief, tiny smiles. You both thought about eachother frequently, but it wasn't obvious to those around you.

Ace had been suspicious on how Eyeball acted around you though. He noticed how Eyeball would stop what he was doing and would watch your every step, his eyes traveling hungrily up and down your figure. Ace had figured he had some sort of beef with you,,,

But he never asked any questions.

When he finally gathered the courage to ask you out, to which you said yes to, he wasn't touching you as much as he wanted to.

However in private, he would hold you on top of him and he would gently rake his fingers up your spine, feeling you shudder against him.

You both also linked arms often and you would stroke eachother's wrists, gripping tightly at times, and other times you both would randomly kiss eachother's hands.

Also, dating Eyeball means you have to join their gang, The Cobras, no matter how many times you expressed your anxieties and your worries.

You were, of course, reluctant at first, because I mean, they were gonna carve a fucking word into your arm but he cooed to you and told you that it would be fine <33

He said that if it made you feel any better, he would do it himself so that way none of the other guys could accidentally mess up or something :))

But the real reason why was because he knew he would get antsy and jealous because another guy was touching you ASHSHLMAOK

On the drive to the field where they were gonna finally make you one of them, he taunted you all the way there on how you were "shaking like a leaf"

When you both got there, he grabbed one of the razors and when you started releasing shaky breaths, he kneeled into your ear and whispered as low as possible, "It's only gonna hurt for a little while, baby." winking swiftly at you blushing.

The guys weren't paying attention to what was going on between you two, but again, Ace was all eyes, his icy diamonds slanted in suspicion and his mouth pressed in a firm line.

He had never seen either of you with girls before, and he also had never seen you guys act the way you were now. So, he had a few thoughts running in his mind, but neither of you guys,,, "𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘺" as Ace had put it mentally.

Eyeball, however, had made sure to do the cutting fast and not too deep. The last thing he ever wanted to do was seriously hurt you, so when put the razor down that was coated in blood, he took his shirt off and handed it to you

But, if the guys weren't around, he would have wrapped it around your arm for you and kiss you deeply in reassurance as a way to remind you that the hard part was over and done with.

After handing you his shirt, he told you how to keep it clean and how to let it heal correctly, with ofc, Ace telling you both in a not so nice tone to get a room :)

After you guys then left together, and when you finally got home, he gripped your waist, his lips latched molding onto yours and his fingers tugging onto ur jean loops, grinding his hips against yours.

You giggled into the kiss, swatting his hands away and then told him that your parents were in the other room, so he had to be extra careful.

He then responded by growling into your neck and holding you as close as possible against him, his face buried into the crook of your neck

He is 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 very possessive in your relationship ngl

He isn't one for really leaving marks on you to let others know that you belong to someone, but instead he would kiss you when you were both somewhere private and he would give a "reminder" (wink wonk)

Everything would go pretty smoothly for the first several months,,, but then he wasn't seeing you as much for some reason. It didnt bother you at much, but he wasnt returning your calls, nor was he telling you where you were going.

You became an anxious mess and you were calling him everyday! Until,,, one day,,, you found out from someone that he was seen messing around with some girls, which left you stunned

This then led to you not answering your home phone, and you laying in bed, not leaving your room :(

You were beyond heartbroken, and you felt a deep betrayal, but then you reminded yourself that he was just some thug after all and that was all thugs were good for, was for breaking hearts and taking people for granted.

One day though, you woke up to someone banging loudly on your front door, and when u angrily swung it open, your heart dropped to your stomach.

Eyeball stood there impatiently, and his hair was a mop of fluff and wasnt slicked back like how it usually was. Your eyes watered and you felt a strong lump form in your throat at the sight of him.

A moment of silence passed between you two and he then sighed, "I didn't cheat on you, baby. Me and the others were just out getting drunk and fooling around, alright?" a pause, "Besides, you know that I'm not into girls."

At that moment, you bursted into tears and threw yourself around him, and then waddled you both into your house and kicked the door shut behind him before pulling his head back and kissing your lips hard.

His hands traveled down to the back of your thighs and he then picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, as his hands then moved up your shirt, kneeding your skin slightly, causing you to pull back from the kiss.

"Do you promise me? I mean, do you 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 promise that you would never cheat on me?" you asked him, your eyes boring into his.

He furrowed his eyebrows and his scar turned downward, tugging his features into a slight frown/pout, "Yes. I promise you until the day we marry, baby."

Afterwards, you both became more affectionate and some changes were made in your relationship.

You both would call eachother often, if not daily, and you both would start spending more time with the Cobras and not just one on one (they were all getting v v suspicious then)

But, besides that, you both remained happy :) and you would remind him to take it easy on Gordie and his friends, to which he would roll his eyes playfully at you.

On a more serious note though, he actually did start taking it a lot more easy, and he even 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 Vern one day, to which he boasted to you, feeling proud of himself for doing something good.

You were changing him into someone good,,,and he liked it,,, :)))

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Meeting The Bat

You finally find out about Bruce’s alter-ego

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Masterlist

warnings: swearing ,a tiny bit of angst?

a/n so no smut today unfortunately however there is a sub Bruce smut on the way and maybe another Quarantine one with Superman role-play? or just another Superman one I don’t know not to sure one that yet any way this is my latest Bruce Wayne hope you enjoy it xx

Taglist @125bluemachine125​

Meeting The Bat

Being with Bruce was a dream, honestly he was the best boyfriend you could ask for however there was something that was beginning to bother you. He was protective. Well not just him even his sons were protective of you, in a sense it was sweet? he wanted to know where you'd be at all times what time you'd be back and never felt truly comfortable unless you was staying at the manor. He wasn't to pleased when you and jack made the move back to your apartment after the press had all settled down used to you both being a couple, luckily superman had popped up in Gotham taking the spotlight away from you both which you was grateful for and would probably kiss the man for it if you ever met him. Bruce insisted that you should stay with him a few more days which you knew would become weeks and then months.

You'd declined stating you were going home it was too early to move in permanently plus you were still paying rent and was still under lease. You all but ripped his head off when he offered to pay your rent for you, you will not become financially Dependent on Bruce no matter how much he'd enjoy it, which was your latest discovery he loved taking care of you in every sense, he had stolen the phone from you when you was having a problem with your energy company who had been over charging you and was refusing to pay back anything... needless to say your cheque had arrived three days ago and he had taken all of your bills off of you and made sure you was on the best deal, you suspected he actually gave them to Alfred to sort out but there was no arguing with him, his excuse was that it was his job to look after you in the end it was easier to just let him get on with it. Tho this latest overprotective bullshit was a curfew Bruce had decided that if he let you go home it was on the condition that you had a curfew... A FUCKING CURFEW!! he said it was for your own good. You didn't live in the best part of Gotham but there was many worse places, it had really got to you in all honesty more so because it had caused your first real argument. He was adamant that you shouldn't leave your home after dark that anything could happen and he couldn't loose you, for you it was the principle that just because you were together didn't mean you had to obey him....

That wasn't even in wedding vows any more for christ sake. You felt a little bad afterwards when Bruce through his hands up stalking off into the manor claiming he needed a drink, Alfred had saved the day managing to explain where all the anger came from he had lost everything once before and didn't want it to happen again Bruce was frightened of loosing you, not only that but you could be a target now that people knew who you was. You forget what he has been through, he had first hand knowledge of how quickly life could change his greatest fear is loosing what he loves. Safe to say you felt like a bitch for screaming back at him but you crept up to his study finding him distraught head in his hands you'd pulled him close kissing his head promising that you wasnt going any wear and you'd agreed to his request not to leave the house after dark and if you did you would tell him exactly where you would be and check in with him aswell as let him know when youd be home.

That was the first night you could honestly say you'd made love and not just had sex, it was slow and full of feeling he had admitted that he half expected you to leave him which you'd laughed off quickly afterwards you both felt stronger you know had a true understanding of just how much you meant to each other.

Tonight was one of those nights, you was invited out to dinner a celebration for Tom and his girlfriend now fiance's engagement. Bruce had been invited but was busy... tho your not sure what with considering it was booked for 8.30pm but you just let it go, it was a small casual dinner for people at the cafe, well it had been intended to be a small and casual dinner but Bruce insisted that they should celebrate properly and had offered up one of his swanky places for the event free of charge,he was adamant that it was also an apology for not being able to make it.

Tom and Lilly never thought they'd get a chance to eat there so had agreed. so here you was in a fancy restaurant toasting the couple with some imported champagne that Bruce had ordered in for the event that tasted like some strange weak grape piss. You grimaced and bared with it for the toasts then placed it down before quickly swigging your Lambrusco red swishing it a little to get rid of the taste. The dinner was going well everyone was happily enjoying the open bar awing over Lilly's new ring that was stunning and excitedly chatting about wedding ideas.

As the night winded down everyone was ready to leave. As you gathered your things you got a bad feeling, the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. Something just wasn't right, then before anyone could make a move Five men stormed into the main seating area covered in military grade black armor faces covered with plastic looking masks and goggles waving guns around threatening you all to get to the floor which you all did people screamed as the man kept screaming orders kicking and shoving, two of them began walking the tables taking jewelry and snatching wallets that people held out trying to apease them. You looked across at Lilly who was twisting her ring panicked.

"Lilly now!" you held out a hand she hesitated until you snapped your fingers at her, she handed it to you and you quickly stuffed it down your dress hiding it in your spanxs bodysuit she looked at you thankfully as you did realizing that you was going to try and conceal it for her.

"Psst Lilly give me that!" she looked at you wide eyed shaking her head you groaned as her whispering again

"Well well who have we got here? looks like we have a bit of luck tonight boys" you cringed as you was dragged to stand in front of him. Your heart was erratic trying to jump out of your chest you took shakey breathes trying to calm down you felt like you were going to have a heart attack with how fast it was.

"Well fuck me it is! oi! leave the rest we got all we need here" the man who had ahold of you said you assumed was the leader as he was the one who had been barking orders since he came in, one of the men who was collecting replied confused

"What do you mean? Who is this bitch?"

"You mean who's is this bitch? Its Wayne's bunny boiler. How much you think she charges for a round" he said cupping your ass pulling you towards him you  dug your heel into his foot and spat in his face then head butted him for good measure, he jumped back holding his nose sniffling you used the chance to try and run being grabbed from behind by the other male the leader growled straightening and backhanded you snapping your face to the side. 

"You said she was wayne's!!! nothing to do with HIM!!"

"I wonder just how much he'd pay to have you back?" you cried out hissing as he cupped your jaw as it throbbed squeezing feeling the sting of your now split lip you moved making to strike him again, he grunted dodging then pulled back hitting you with the butt of his gun you screamed nearly collapsing vision going fuzzy at how hard you'd been hit, your captor let go only for you to be held up with a fist in your hair by the leader in front of you, you grabbed his hand clawing at it trying to get him off, they used your daze to escape dragging you from the restaurant, keeping everyone else at bay with guns aiming at them as they made it through the doors.you tired digging your heals in trying to stop them from taking you so easily but your feet dragged as more hands grabbed and tugged you trying to bundle you into the back of an all black suv.

You kicked screaming lashing out and twisting the one by your head got fed up grunting he spun around holding you in a choke hold and heaved you backwards into the car you screamed again louder then you ever had before you looked up crying out. You was silenced with one swift punch in the side of your head again knocking you out. You came to as you felt yourself being jerked around you groaned as the car you was in swerved violently to the right making you thump your head on the inside of the door,you hissed and groaned trying to blink away your confusion your head throbbed, everything was too much you couldnt make sense of where you was or what was going on, you bent to the side hanging your head off of the seat to the foot well heaving you felt like you was going to be sick. The men were shouting at one another panicked screaming filled the car as they was pointing the blame to one another.

"SHE IS WAYNE’S! FUCK SAKE JUST KEEP DRIVING, HE'S RIGHT BEHIND US GOGOGO!!" you cringed as the shouting continued hurting your head, so was the passing lights out side of the car, you closed your eyes trying to block out the noise snapping them open as you went sliding across the seat again as the car skidded around another corner, you covered your mouth trying to stop the bile from escaping as your stomach lurched again.

"Well he isn't shooting so maybe we can use her as a hostage" you hissed as your head moved to fast, trying to block out the shouting men who had forgotten you was there

"NO! if he sees her he will find a way to grab her.... this is the bat were talking about not some fucking cop!"

'bat? what are they talking about?' you thought still not thinking straight holding your head trying to stop it moving you noticed it was wet you pulled your hand back seeing blood had matted in your hair you panicked looking around seeing everyone hysterical. Then you moved slow looking out of the back window. you frowned

'what the fuck?' you winced as the car took another turn quickly gripping the back of the seat to stay still watching as the batmobile followed effortlessly. Then you heard it a loud crack in from above, everyone held their breath for a second.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE? WHO IS THIS BITCH? GO FASTER! GO! GO! GO!" one screamed rocking forward willing the car to go faster as the driver floored it pushing the car faster.

"How does she know these guys?" another cried crawling across the seats in the car looking desperately threw the windows trying to locate who you assumed was superman considering there was only one man in the sky

"WE CANT OUT RUN HIM NO FUCKING WAY! DUMP HER!!"

"NO SHES OUR PAY DAY!""BOSS? WHAT DO WE DO?"

"...we have no choice.. DUMP HER SHE WILL GO UNDER THE BAT, SUPERMAN WILL INTERVENE WE COULD MAKE A RUN FOR IT!, OI TAKE THAT ALLEY THERE CHUCK HER OUT AIM FOR THE BATMOBILE!!" you panicked as the car turned again a small alley that the batmobile would just squeeze through.

"NO BOSS SHES OUR ONLY GUARANTEE WERE NOT GONNA BE SHOT AT!" you screamed loud as one of the men grabbed you pushing you against the door fiddling for the handle.

"NO NO PLEASE DON'T!" you screamed trying to fight against him.

"fuck this shes not worth it , drop the dead weight" the panicking man quickly lent over you opening the door

"NONONO SHES THE ONLY REASON HE'S NOT SHOOTING!!" it was to late you felt the door give behind you and he pushed you out quickly  you screamed as you fell from the car as it raced down the alley you grunted striking the tarmac winded as your back took the impact hard tearing the skin then bounced ragdolling over the concrete the last thing you remember was seeing glimpses of the stars and the screech of tires as the batmobile came hurtling towards you crying out and closing your eyes a loud crash was herd before nothing...

When you came to you groaned you was being held firm against a chest hushed voices spoke the first was behind you, you coud tell as they spoke it vibrated through you.

"Did you get them?"

"Yes they are at Gotham station... they wasn't targeting her specifically it was a last minute decision" you frowned a little recgonizing the voices

"Thank you, for coming if you hadn't then I'd have" the voice trailed off you felt the person behind you shake.

"Don't... don't do that to yourself, shes here and she'll live I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner"

"Is she ok?"

"Yes hearts a little fast but it always is....Get it checked out apart from that cuts and bruises mostly nothing broken but her ribs are cracked on the back, she's lucky she tucked her arms in and rolled, at that type of speed she could have done some real damage....Any way I'm needed elsewhere let me know how she gets on, call me if you need me I mean it Bruce"

'Bruce wha Where was Bruce?' your thoughts were interrupted as they continued talking

"I will thank you again I mean it.... I owe you" there was a small gust then you winced feeling something dabb against your head you hissed  trying to move away from the stinging

"No no stay still I’m not finished yet" you felt a small stinging tug on your head wound

"They will hold now and I will check them each day" your eyes tried to flutter open when you heard a hum of acknowledgment  from the person you was sitting on, opening your eyes slowly you looked straight at someone you thought you'd never see again.

"Al-Alfred?" you tried looking round then hissed as you moved your head bringing your hands up to it.

"I’m gonna be sick-" quickly a small metal Bin was pulled up from behind you and held under your head as you heaved into it you cried out moaning as the action pulled on your back, you felt the person you were sitting on slowly ruffle your hair at the base of your skull, you moaned resting your head on the bin closing your eyes.

"Miss Cooke? Y/n are you okay? is it just your head and back thats sore? nowhere else?" you looked down noticing you was in a mans tshirt and sweat pants then looked up slowly

"I- yeah what happened where are we? Who changed me?" you said looking around squinting at the bright lights that seemed to reflect of off what seemed like miles of glass. Alfred sighed packing up

"You don't remember? what was the last thing you remember?" you man behind you held his breath

"Concrete... and headlights a car? but-no it- bat-they were screaming about Batman" you closed your eye trying to remeber what had happened

"I don't- they argued and decided to throw me under the Batmobile.... that must have been the headlights,how? wh-whats going on?! I should be dead!" you panicked a little unsure of what had happened, Alfred took the Bin from your lap setting it on the floor and crouch in front of you holding your hands

"Shh its okay now your safe, everything's going to be fine I promise" he rubbed your hand a little then nodded over you before standing up taking the bin with him.

"I will give you two a minute" he said before making his way through a glass door and up some stairs. you frowned turning slowly trying not to hurt your aching head.

"Bruce? oh god!" you quickly latched onto him, he hugged you back tight tucking your head in his chest breathing you in kissing your head as you let go sobbing into him shaking as each sob wracked your body the anxiety and stress catching up to you, he moved you to straddle his thighs rocking with you slowly trying to calm you down.

"Shh its okay sweets, I've got you ,Ive got you babe your okay shh...Your okay love, I love you" he held you tight almost crushing you to his chest you hissed as he put a little to much pressure on your wounds pressing your head into the hard plastic shirt? you pulled back looking at him then focused your eyes on his chest. your eyes widened. No it couldn't, He couldn't be.

"what? what is-Bruce?" you questioned sniffling wiping the tears away to see clearer running your fingers across your lovers chest staring at the bat spread across it, your eyes searched his for answers. He looked guilty you hand kept running over the suits chest tracing and retracing the symbol, trying to let it sink in

"Y-you? Your batman?Bruce?" he nodded slightly casting a glance to his mask that was placed on the table beside you both your hand stopped moving as you saw the mask.

"Thats-this is why you disappear from bed at night? why you were so worried about me being out at night? and the reason you couldn't come to the dinner tonight? Because your out-" you waved a hand around

"Patrolling..yes" you took a deep breath cupping his face running your thumb across his jaw, he moved nuzzling into your hand just happy that you was alive here with him, part of him was worried that you would walk away being a billionaire was one thing but this might be your limit.

"Okay then" he gaped at you

"What?"

"It's okay Your batman that's okay we can work with this, what did you expect me to do?"

"Your not going to scream at me for lying,or tell me to stop...leave me?!" you looked at hims confused unable to tell if he was angry or worried. you shook your head at him.

"No, I can understand why you wouldn't have told me and I wont ask you to stop you save people I could never ask you to stop doing that, I wont leave you. I love you Bruce and this is a part of you, will I be worried when you leave at night? sure but its nothing I cant handle. I'm not going anywhere" he smiled bright going to hug you again

"ah! Babe-no that's hard and I ache" he stopped as you motioned to the suit standing up placing you on your feet you watched him curious then slowly reached out touching his cape letting your fingers glide across it a little then quickly pulled back blushing when he chuckled at you.

"What sweets?" you shrugged mouth going dry when you really looked at him and realized that he seemed much bigger and intimidating in his suit you flushed a little he cocked an eyebrow at you tilting his head.

"Nothing" you said slowly picking up his mask from the table running your fingers across it.

"No come on I haven't seen you go like this since you saw me in a tux"

"...I think I just started my list is all" you said letting your fingers skim his abdomen again he through his head back laughing then took his mask from you he took a step forward his voice deepening

"oh you like my suit do you? well i will definatly remember that" he said leaning down kissing you deep holding the back of your neck tilting your head a little to gain better access he quickly spun pressing you against the table beside you both you wince pulling away holding onto him with one hand the other going to your head.

"Shit I forgot are you okay?" you sighed

"Yes just a little fuzzy...dizzy and it hurts" he sighed calling for Alfred who seemed to pop up out of thin air

"Yes sir"

"Can you take her upstairs and help her head she needs some painkillers I will be up shortly" the butler nodded escorting you out of the bat cave once in the house he sat you on the sofa in front of a large TV showing the news he left for the kitchen.

"where are we Alfred?" he quickly got a glass of water and painkillers coming back toward you watching you look around the room glass on three sides with a room slap bang in the middle everything centered around it.

"This is one of Bruce's houses the glass lake house, not that you can see in now its to late. He thought we should bring you here instead of the main manor in case you didn't react well to his nightly ventures shall we say? I assume by the fact that you almost found your self ravaged in the cave that there isn't any problems between the two of you?" you blushed a little taking the pills he offered you.

"No Alfred there isn't I understand why he wouldn't have told me... and I suppose the boys are well you know?"Alfred's eyes widened not prepared for that before clearing his throat he nodded, there was no point in lying to you now he couldn't insult you like that.

"I'm proud of him even more now if that's possible.... besides a little secret between us I always though batman was hot" you giggled a little he chuckled sitting beside you

"Yes well lets not let him here that, we wouldn't want his head to get any bigger than it already is"

"Yes he wouldn't get his mask to fit" you leaned back into the seat a little you frowned as grainy footage was being played

"I-is that- Alfred is that what happened? is that me?" he looked at the screen seeing the nights events.

"Yes I’m afraid so, you was lucky Bruce called Superman to help he would have never forgiven himself if he had hit you" you watched as the footage was slowed down seeing you rolling from the car as the Batmobile skidded and swerved a little as it tried to stop then faster then you could blink superman was just there in front of you stopping the Batmobile in its tracks looking at you he nodding saying something to the Batmobile then shot off again as Bruce climbed out cradling you to him placing you in the back before taking off again. You heaved a sigh looking at Bruce who had just entered catching the last few seconds on the TV as the reporter then started explaining that the criminal's had been delivered to the police station by superman and no one knew who the victim was or where she had been taken.

"So that he was the other person." both males looked at you

"Downstairs I heard two voices, I suppose it was Superman?" Bruce nodded

"He saved your life, he also said your ribs are cracked and your heart was fast other then that no serious injuries" you nodded hoping the others were okay.

"Shit! Ring! who changed me? where is it? a ring there was a ring in my spanx?!" Alfred smile pulling it out of his breast pocket

"Would this be it?" you relaxed

"Yes, Its Lilly's engagement ring they were stealing jewelry so I hid it for her" Bruce sat down beside you one arm across the back of the sofa leaning close against you.

"You stuffed it in your spanx?" he asked with a laugh you blushed

"Well I didn't have pockets?! most dresses don't have any! I mean where else was I meant to put up my ass?!" you said defending yourself shaking your head.

"Men!"

"You can text tom on my phone here" he said giving it you, you quickly typed in a message reading it out to Bruce so he knew your cover story, that batman had recognized you and took you to Wayne manor on your request and that you was okay minor scraps and bruises but would take a few days off and also that you still had the ring. Bruce nodded pulling you to lean on him just needing to touch you after being so close to loosening you it got him thinking again

"Sweets?"

"Yeah?"

"Move in with me" you leaned back from him a little placing a hand on his leg

"What?" he faced you

"I'm serious, I want you and Jack to move in with me theres nowhere safer, you know now and you haven't walked away. Your the only one for me and I don't see the point of us living apart anymore, eventually your going to move in so why wait? I love you one day I'm gonna marry you but for now move in." you gaped at him shocked at the sincerity in his voice your face softened you rubbed along his leg, It did make sense now that you knew who he was, that must have counted for something you felt your heart swell as he mentioned marriage but you wont let yourself get to excited yet but you would give this a go, you practically live there anyway.

"Fine I see your point, but I will help around the place and i want to help towards the bills" he leaned down kissing you softly

"Great you can move in this weekend Alfred do you still have the movers number?

""Yes sir i will call them tomorrow morning - well later today for you" Bruce smile thanking him

"Bruce didn't you hear me I want to help with the bills" he ignored you

"I'm sorry what? No I just heard you say you'll move in nothing after that." he winked you sighed

"I said I’m helping!"

"Alfred did you hear that? I swore I heard something but I'm not quite sure?"

"Could have been the wind sir"

"ALFRED?! not you to?" he smirked at Bruce who laughed loud

"Hey you can have one of the studies, making into your own private little reading room or art studio"

"The one on the west wing would do sir it has good light and beautiful view over the grounds and a large fireplace

""Thank you Alfred, as soon as your moved in you can decorate it however you like" you deadpanned at him

"your not going to let me help out at all are you?" he shook his head at you making you sigh Alfred on the other hand was ecstatic to have a lady in the house it had been to long since there was a feminine touch to the manor.  "Finally someone sensible in the house!" you giggled at Alfred's giddy expression before he cleared his throat 

"Well- excuse me now you should relax you cant sleep after hitting your head so many times so I suggest watching some tv, I'm going to go get some sleep, If you do decide to entertain one another please bare in mind that the walls are all glass... for Y/n sake more than yours sir." you blushed as Bruce waved him off as he left. once alone you both became quiet it was Bruce who broke the silence

"I'm sorry"

"What? What are you sorry for?"

"I wasn't fast enough, I couldn't get there in time. I heard your screams, didn't know it was you but when I got to the restaurant your friends they were screaming at the police that it was you. My heart stopped thats why I called in Superman I couldn't risk you, not for a second and in the end it was me who nearly killed you."

"You didn't throw me from that car Bruce love come on it was you who saved me love, like you said you didn't want any risk so called in back up, and it was the back up you called in who stopped the car-" he gave an indignant look

"Batmobile what ever point is he wouldn't have been there if you hadn't called him its over anyway and as of the weekend I will be safe and sound in the manor waiting for you and the boys to come home every night."he gasped at you going to argue over the boys you placed a finger to his lips

"I already worked it out Alfred had the decency not to lie to me when I asked and I hope you do to, I love you don't dwell on all the could have's okay?" he smiled nodding you snuggled into him more wincing a bit then began surfing through the channels hunkering down for the remainder of the night.

[between-two-fandoms]

We've had a lot of touch-starved Geralt fics... but what about touch-starved Jaskier fics? I'll start off with a few headcannon because I love angst.

TW for past abuse because even Jaskier's parents suck. Its not graphic or anything but its there.

All his life Jaskier was told to be good. Viscounts don't slouch, they don't cry or weep. They certainly dont play music, that was a job for whores. So... when Jaskier was ten years old and picked up his first lute his mother slapped him. It wasn't hard, but it had stung. His mother apologized profusely afterwords.

Then, three days later he was stupid and brought the lute out of its hiding place. His father entered his bedroom wielding a belt.

His parents always apologized afterwards, but deep down he knew he wasnt like other kids. When children in the square would hug each other in greeting, Jaskier would shy away from their touch. He would brace himself for impact from a fist or blunt object then remember these were children, and not his parents.

When he finally decided to leave Lettenhove his mother was in tears, and his father was furious. Jaskier earned himself a whipping when he first broke the news to them. On his way out of town he took one last look at his home, and never looked back.

He turned eighteen two years later and found himself entertaining in a backwater tavern. Jaskier sighed as he shoved bread down his pants and endured the kicks from angry drunks because even after all this time he still wasnt good enough.

A few hours into the day and Jaskier finally saw him. The Butcher of Blavikin, brooding in the corner booth by himself. When Jaskier was a child he fooled himself into thinking the witcher would save him. Surely the hunter wouldnt let Jaskier suffer at the hands of his parents any further... or so he thought. With a glint in his eye Jaskier slid into the bench across from the witcher and continued to play his game.

The game was he could try and be good... until he broke a rule and soft kisses and cuddles weren't an option anymore.

A few months later Geralt punched him... and he leaned into the touch. Jaskier didnt miss the frown that crossed the witchers face.

Later that night when the stars glistened in the night sky and cold winds bit at Jaskier's back, who was he to complain when a strong wall of warmth separated from the harsh weather. Jaskier felt Geralt reach his arm around his stomach, and Jaskier burrowed deeper into the pitcher's warmth.

[wolferals]

🌸EX'S AND OH'S (part 2)🌸

arón piper imagine

Since so many people requested a part 2 and I got a lot of time right now, here it is! Im not very proud of it but i still hope y‘all enjoy🥰

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It has been 2 weeks since that weird dinner had taken place. You were still very sure your boyfriend didnt love you anymore but you were too attached to break up with him.

You had never spoken to him about that night and he didnt mention anything either.

Neither have you talked to Arón or Emma since and you werent sure if they were still together. Arón had told you he was going to break up with her soon but Emma would‘ve surely texted you about it, she was one of your best friends after all.

It was now Saturday afternoon and you were busy managing to get to the grocery story and then picking up your boyfriend from work.

So you grabbed your stuff and got into the car.

The shopping didnt take too long this time since there werent many people. Afterwards you drove to his workplace and parked the car to wait for him.

While you were busy scrolling through instagram, he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

„Hey.“ you smiled at him but he didnt even look at you.

He seemed mad.

„You okay?“

He just nodded while looking out the window.

You figured if you asked again, he‘d snap at you so you just started the engine and drove back home.

On the way there was this weird silence between the both of you until he sighed loudly and said:“We gotta end this y/n. Pull over there.“

You looked at him for a second and checked for a spot to pull over.

„What?“ you asked and stopped the engine.

„You heard me. I cant be with you anymore. Im sorry, i know thats not fair but i cant be with someone who doesnt love me anymore.“

You couldn’t believe him. „You“ didnt love him anymore?

„Its better for both of us.“ he ended and grabbed his backpack.

„What are you doing?“ you asked confused as he opened the door.

„Its better if you just pack your stuff soon. Maybe you can stay with your parents for a while.“

And he slammed the door.

Now he wanted you to move out?!

You were so mad! Not even sad. Not a single bit. You were fucking furious how he just kicked you out like this.

You could theoretically stay with your parents but you really didnt want to.

So you thought about it for a bit and tried to calm down so you could drive home.

As if the angels had spoken, your phone rang.

You looked for it in your bag and spoke:“Hello?“

-„Hey y/n.“ You heard Aróns voice answer you.

He was right on time.

„He broke up with me.“ was all you managed to say. „5 minutes ago.“ you continued.

You heard him sigh through the phone.

„Im sorry bout that. Emma and I broke up too. Yesterday. Well I broke up with her.“

You swallowed. „Are you okay?“ you softly asked him and bit your lip.

He coughed once before speaking up. „Sí, I‘m good. Do you want me to come over?“

-„Not right now. I have to pack. He kind of kicked me out.“

Arón immediately yelled:“He did what?!“

You swallowed again. „Yeah he did. He said I should move to my parents'.“

He didnt reply at first. Then he spoke:“Alright grab your stuff and come here.“

You just nodded even though he wasnt able to see it.

„Okay.“ you whispered.

„Okay.“ he softly spoke back.

Then you hung up.

And eventually managed to drive back home just to madly throw all your clothes and other things into two big suitcases. You just wanted go get out of there before he came back home.

Maybe it had all been planned by him. The whole Emma thing? I mean, you werent sure if they were a couple but the way they acted at the dinner it sure looked like it.

You then grabbed the groceries you had just bought and your two suitcases and hovered it all into you little car.

And then you took off to Arón‘s place.

On the way you quickly called him (ofc with the hands-free-device) that you‘d be there soon so he could maybe help you carry your stuff.

Once you got there he was already waiting outside the building and greeted you as he approached you.

„Hey girl.“ he said and pulled you in a tight warm hug.

„How are you feeling?“ he asked.

You nodded and replied:“I‘m okay. Thanks for all this.“

He had grabbed your suitcases and smiled at you.

„Of course. Just come on, get comfortable.“ He opened the door to his apartment and carried your stuff to his living room.

„You want a drink?“

-„Yes please.“

You both walked to the kitchen and he grabbed a bottle of tequila.

„Shots?“ You just nodded.

2 hours later

You both were now slightly drunk and joking around on his couch while soft music was filling up the tense room.

„Man I need some air.“ He spoke and got up, stumbling slightly.

„Where are you going?“

You sat up and touched your forehead.

„Come on.“

You stood up as well and he opened the balcony door.

„Fire escape.“ he said and grabbed your hand.

He was more drunk than you. He could barely walk, but you felt fine besides the slight tipsiness.

You supported him on the way up the fire escape until you were standing on the roof.

You noticed some chairs and empty beer bottles. As well as a hammock that was hanging inbetween a post and a column.

„Wow.“ you smiled and enjoyed the view over the lively business of Madrid.

„I know.“ he replied as he was standing right next to you.

You both just stared down at the lights until you felt something tickle your fingers.

Looking down you noticed that Aróns fingers were dancing around yours until he finally grabbed onto your hand to hold it tight.

„Its really beautiful.“ You managed to say while blushing as hell.

It was different than holding hands with your now-ex boyfriend. You didnt feel like it was just holding hands, it was more than that. It gave you a tingly, nice feeling.

„It is.“ he spoke and slowly pulled you to the back of the roof. In the dim lights of the city you could see a wooden bench with a small fireplace in front that looked like it hasnt been lit in ages.

„Thats my spot.“ arón explained and sat down next to you.

His hand was resting on your thigh as you both kept looking at the wonderful view over Madrid.

„Arón?“ you then asked quietly.

-„Hm?“ he asked back.

You sat up straight and looked at him.

„Why exactly did you break up with her?“

He smiled and turned his head away from you.

„You know the answer.“

You shook your head. „No I dont, thats why I asked.“

Arón chuckled cutely before replying:“Guess.“

No reason popped up in your head besides the fact that he might not have loved her anymore.

„Tell me.“ you demanded and grabbed his hand off your leg.

He laughed again and then finally looked at you.

„I could show you.“

You nodded.

And after he smiled at you once again, he brought his hand up to your cheek to caress it softly.

He kept staring into your eyes, then his brown eyes fell to your lips and back up to your eyes.

You knew exactly what he was going to do and you kind of knew it was too soon because your ex broke up with you not even 3 hours ago but it did feel like the right thing to do.

Aróns face came closer and you already closed your eyes to enjoy this moment.

Then you felt his soft lips on your and just let go.

You fully concentrated on him and this very moment. All your thoughts were gone and all you did was kiss him.

After a couple of seconds you pulled away and smiled at him.

He smiled too. Everything felt perfect until you suddenly felt very very strange.

Your stomach didnt feel good.

And before you could react, your head shot around and you threw up on the ground to your right.

Arón instantly held your hair back before you noticed him laughing.

You finished your business and came back up to him.

„Sorry.“ you apologized and wiped a bit of saliva off your mouth.

„Am I that bad of a kisser?“ he joked and stroked your red cheek.

You laughed too and replied:“Maybe. Maybe we have to do this again another time so you can improve.“

Arón took your face in his hands and said:“Alright, teach me then.“ before placing a soft kiss on your forehead and whispering one last word:“Babygirl.“

[arthurflecksgirl]

<3  *Arthur imagines his first date <3

* Lost diary pages*

Arthur writes about how he imagines his first date to be, rips the pages out of his diary and sends a message in a bottle :-)

Some cute fluff for you all :-)

It`s a cold evening in Gotham city. Its feels like the dead of summer. You walk though the park, kicking the fallen leafes beneath your cold feet. It has been a long day. A long month, year. Life even. You feel tired, trying to understand why you are even here in this city full of ignorant people. If only you had someone on your side that understands how lonely the world can be, when you`re inside of your own mind all the time.

You moved here years ago and still haven`t found someone to talk to. You think about leaving this place if nothing changes. You`re looking for a sign. Something that keeps you going.

There is a little kitten by the river. "Hey there little friend, feelin lonely,too?" it  meows and  runs away. And just as you want to turn your back, you see something in the water. A bottle. But there is something in it.

"A message in a bottle" you whisper to yourself as you pick it up. It looks like has been there for some months. But its easy to open. You sit down at a bench, starting to read:

"Today I sat there on a park bench in Gotham city, after I got out of the pharmacy. The sky was getting dark, you could tell that its going to rain soon. But I didnt wanted to go back to my dark apartment, so I just sat there, watching people. Made some observations. I need it to write in here. I need it for more jokes.

But what I noticed today wasnt a joke. It was love. And love is a very serious subject to me. I take human connection very seriously. Because I never experienced it. And I really want to. Some days it really hurts me inside, when I see couples laughing together. LAUGHING TOGETHER. What sounds so simple, SEEMS so simple to others is out of my reach. Laughing is something that I really dont know nothing about. Though I laugh so often. Because I have to. Because it won`t leave me alone to cry. I laugh but the truth is I don`t. I can`t remember a time it was a real, heartfelt laugh. I don`t even know how to do it. Sometimes I try to fake it. When I`m at Pogos or with the guys from Haha`s. But I can tell from the way they look at me that they know there is something wrong with me. Maybe I should stop trying to fit in. I try to fit in all the time. Every day... but it doesnt seem to work. Except when there are kids around. Thats why I love them. Kids seem to SEE me.

And then...the other word TOGETHER. There has to be more than one person to create a together. And I am always alone. I don`t know why. Its not like I didnt try to make friends. I really did. But they don`t feel comfortable around me. Even Hoyt told me so. I don`t know why everyone is so rude. I only want to make people happy. I really do. But thereis no "laughing together" for me. Only crying alone.

So, I was sitting there on the bank and there was this couple. She was looking at him, laughing. I bet he told her a really good joke. And she looked at him in a way no one ever looked at me and they kissed. Holding on to one another.

I always imagined how it would feel like being kissed. The moment right before your lips are touching must be the most beautiful feeling in the world. I imagin it to be very exciting to have someone elses lips pressed against yours. To circle your tongue around another and to taste the other person entierly. I dream about kissing the girl next door a lot. Her name is Sophie and she is beautiful. I bet she is a really good kisser. Her lips look so soft. I wish I could just knock on her door, take her face between my hands and kiss her passionately. But the truth is I barely dare to look her in the eyes when we meet at the hallway.

But yeah. this couple on the streets really made me think about what it would be like to have someone to love.To make love to someone.

I consider myself a romantic. And I played this like a thousands of times in my head. I`m 35 now and I guess it will never happen. But I like to dream about it. Who knows, maybe someday someone will SEE me the way I am. Maybe some day a nice girl will laugh at my jokes and take me in her arms. I would love to dress up in some decent clothes for her. I usually wear my old, faded jacket and my blue pants. The ones that look too baggy on me. But actually I like to dress nicely. Especially for special occasions. It just barely happens.I would put on some cologne. Not the one I use when I go to Pogos, I would buy a new one, because my mother uses the same bottle and that`s a bit strange, right? I would definitaly buy a new one I think the girl would like. I just found one I loved but it was too expensive and I couldnt afford it. Whatever, no one would have noticed the new cologne on me anyway.

And on our big date...I would do something with my hair. Maybe I would wear it slick back. I noticed that people like that a lot. I would like to go to the theatres with her. Oh that would be nice. Watching some comedy together. She would teach me what a real laugh feels and sounds like. I bet she could do that. And I wouldnt have to act strangely around her anymore, because the laugh would come NATURALLY.  So she could feel comfortable around me,too.

Thats my biggest fear, that the girl wouldnt feel comfortable around me. I would try my best to make her feel LOVED. After our date I would walk down the streets with her, holding hands. I always loved the idea of hoding hands. Its like a little commitment. You are mine. I really love the time we spent together. Thats what it says. At least I think so.

I would take her home with me. It would be a little bit embarrassing to show her the apartment but ...anyway... MUSIC!

Music is really important when it comes to the perfect date. Its like the heart of everything. I would put on some nice, music. I have LOTS of really great records and I´m a good dancer, so this wouldnt be a problem. Maybe some Sinatra. And...I imagin asking her to dance with me, offering her my hand and she would smile and we start dancing through the living room...Oh I would light up some candles before that. The apartment is quiet dark so we could need a bit of light. And candle light is always a good idea. Girls appriciate it and it makes me feel comfortable,too.

I would try to get closer to her while dancing. It would be the perfect moment for my first kiss. I could even pick a song for my first kiss, when I think about it now. This could be planned out so perfectly.

Thats why I always play it in my head over and over again... If it happenes some day, I`m prepared.  And I have to be prepared because I`m a virgin.

I just hope she wouldnt notice that I never kissed someone before. That would be the most embarrassing thing. I know I can be SHY.

Not even to mention other things like having sex.

I dream about this A LOT. I keep pictures in here. Of girls I think are attractive and other stuff. I like to draw a lot. But thats all nothing compared to what a real girlfriend would feel like to have in my arms.

I imagin sex to be not just a way to satisfy your own desires. I imagin it to be something that really connects you to the other person and to life itself. I always feel depressed after touching myself. I guess this would be different with having someone in your arms afterwards,too. I try to imagin the sensation of  two bodies melting into one another. To be SEEN and to be FELT by another person. I think its impossible to UNSEE the person that you have sex with. My future  girlfriend will look me in the eyes and I hope she will be able to realize my true self. That I`m a good guy. And she will tell me so. She would feel me with all her senses. Calling out my name between the kisses, begging me to sleep with her. Begging me to fullfill all her desires. And I would. God yes, I would make all her desires come true. Try the best to please her. I think I  could be a great boyfriend.

I would buy my girlfriend flowers,too. I love flowers. I love how soft to the touch they are and the fact that they smell so nice. Like girl`s shampoo. I would love to pick flowers and out them into her hair. I can imagin her happy face. A real laugh. Not like mine.

I`d love to have someone to cuddle with at night. Not only my pillows. It must be wonderful to feel the warth of another body on your own. The weight of someone elses body on yours.  I just want the emptyness to go away. This constant feeling of  emtyness, meaniglessness. I just don`t wanna feel so bad anymore.

Having someone to kiss my bruised back. To take care of my wounds when I got beaten up again. That would be wonderful.

I need to talk to someone about the thoughts inside of my head. All these thoughts. They`re enemys sometimes. I try to get them out of me by writing this journal, but this isnt enough. I need someone to really listen to me and I guess my future girlfriend could do that. Just listen, putting her arms around me, when I feel lost. That would be enough to make me feel better. I long for human contact so much. But no one cares.

My daydreams are the only thing I have left.Some days they feel so real, they become hallucinations. Dr Kane thinks I am delusional. But I know that these hallucinations arent real. I KNOW THAT I AM ALONE.

These dreams...are just for the moment. I make them real for a minute, maybe an hour or longer. But as soon as the daydream is done, I know that my mind just made it up. What difference does it make if Dr Kane belives me or not?  She doesnt care about me anyway. No one does.

Dr Kane thinks that love won`t heal me. That I am way too damaged to be healed. Thats what she said. What a rude bitch. I know I can be healed by love. I just feel it in my guts. I just want a family. Is this too much to ask for? I get that its too late to have a father but is it too late to find a girl who loves me for who I am?

Maybe it is. Maybe not.

If there is a 50/50 chance...I`ll take it !

50/50 is more than most people get in life.

I think I´m gonna rip those pages out of this journal and put them into a bottle.

I watched a movie a while ago and this guy put a letter with his adress into a bottle and thew it into the river. Years later this girl found it and wrote him a note.

I loved this idea of the constant hope that your letter will be noticed some day.

That I will be noticed someday.

Yeah... I will do it right now.

So if you read this and you think that my writing made any sense...

Here is my adress

Arthur Fleck

2250 Anderson Avenue

Apt 8J

Gotham city NJ

Gonna find a bottle and get to the river now.

There is no time to waste.... "

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[shibalen]

💥hewwo can I pwease get a romantic male matchup for bnha (darkbox bc I live for angst) (music box) when you have the time uwu

Levi he/him gay entp supposedly (also if it's not too much to ask please no characters under the age of 18 please)

I've been described as having a strong and loud personality, I'm extroverted and outspoken. I'm pretty eccentric too.

I value friendship, kindness and standing up for others.

Goal wise I'm pretty aimless. I dont have any goals, if I die well I guess that's it babey. In the meantime I'm just here to help animals and people who need it.

Positive traits: I always stick up for people in need, I'm good at reading people, I'm good with animals, I love to make people smile and laugh, cheerful, good at talking my way out of bad situations, uhm. Friendly!

Negative traits would be: hot headed, loud, stubborn, arrogant, comes across as intimidating:( good at getting into bad situations, gets into fights very often. Can be spiteful, I've been described as a pyromaniac so theres that. Can be sadistic

What pisses me off: my father. I can and will cause trouble for that man for as long as I live. And people who pick on the weak.

My hobbies and interests areeee: true crime babey! Crying over video games, baking, the occult, taking naps, dream interpretations and tarot readings

Likes: animals, cats specifically, stars, fire, sunsets, supposedly haunted places, storms, being dramatic for the hell of it, tormenting people in a good hearted way

Dislikes: uhhhh hot weather I guess.

Quirks: uh I have 5 cats! Ones my fathers but he never takes care of his cat so i pretty much count him as my own (plus he likes me more than my dad and it pisses my dad off hehe) I have weirdly accurate intuition, it makes reading people easy, knowing what they want to hear and what they dont.

Uhhh dates and relationship wise I'm honestly happy doing whatever my s/o wants to do. All I want is to see their face light up.

My love language is physical touch, I dont like touching people but if it's someone I feel strongly about youd have to pry me away from them.

I once got kicked out of a library for starting a fight in it, trashy I know but I wasnt going to stand there and do nothing while my friends were being bullied and pressured into getting involved with a really dodgy man. I scared the bullies off for good at least B) they never bothered my friend again babey

Oh I'm also known around the area I live in as someone who's good at finding homes of lost pets. Often times I come across a lost animal and befriend it in no time and use my connections to find its family.

Sorry if this was rly long and thank you for your time!! I hope you have a fantastic day uwu if anything's too difficult to come up with ideas for I'm more than happy for you to change anything to make it easier for you too!

♡︎ matchup for anon

heya! here i am with another late matchup but i hope you still see this. i'm sorry about the delay (╯_╰)

bnha: i match you with . . .

natsuo todoroki !!

• this was one of those "heureka!" moments for me. you both hate your dads and hot weather? it's a match made in heaven! okay jk, these are just nice add-ons.

• what really made me consider Natsuo were your values and personality. kindness and friendships are important to both of you. Natsuo's a medical student so i am convinced helping others is high on his priority list too. he loves your driven and passionate nature because he doesn't go sugarcoating bs either.

• you're definitely the more energetic one while Natsuo only gets hot-headed about the things that are the most important to him. i think it's a good compromise, you can help each other out :)

• he was a little taken aback and cautious of your explosiveness at first but warmed up to it quickly after learning what a kind person you really were. now he thinks your dramatic attitude is funny during your sillier moments ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

• speaking of, you lads met at an animal shelter. there had been a dog that was astray in the neighbourhood of his home, so Natsuo, being a responsible boyo, took it to the local shelter.

• then there you were, standing by the help desk with five kittens wrapped in your jacket in your arms. apparently someone had been trying to drown them so you'd taken care of the situation accordingly.

• Natsuo understood jumping into a lake to rescue the poor animals because he would have done the same, but you could have had just called the police?? it was extremely ridiculous but admirable at the same time to beat all those guys up.

• your chat turned into a pleasant conversation afterwards as you were waiting for the animals to finish their check-ups. Natsuo was a bit shy but you didn't mind and kept the chat going which he appreciated.

• later he volunteered to help you look for good homes for the animals you'd both found. during this project the two of you got to know each other quite well and ended up hanging out together afterwards!

• and from that point on, everything fell into place naturally. the growing spark between you was undeniable and you both knew it. Natsuo definitely liked you longer, he was just a lil dense about it . . .

• you're nothing short of a hero in his eyes but dear lord he worries for you. when he's attending lectures he sometimes can't help but wonder if you're all right and not getting involved in anything violent.

• attends to your possible injuries while nagging you not to be so quick to start a fight next time. in return, you playfully bully him for being such a mom.

• you join forces with Fuyumi to pick on him about your relationship. even though you're already together, soft Natsuo still blushes when his affection for you is brought up, it's entertaining for both you and Fuyumi.

• idk if you've heard but Natsuo's 181cm tall!! hugging someone has never been easier even if you happen to be taller than him. the only thing is his skin's naturally kind of chilly so he's lowkey worried if you dislike it but you always assure him he's perfect!

• one time he was stressed over exams so you baked him some blueberry muffins. he gave you the biggest hug and kiss because it's exactly all these little things you do that set his heart racing for you ♡︎

• "last night i saw a dream about being a frog and eating giant flies, it was gross."

• "oh, that just means your love life is about to become fun."

• "i'm not sure how those two are related."

• "just trust me. i'm a pro at this."

• he also likes giving you headpats as much as he likes receiving them! his hands are quite big so he often runs his fingers through your hair when you're cuddling or hugging. it's especially relaxing after a long period of studying. also him carring you on his broad back ԅ(￣ε￣ԅ)

• you enjoy the little things in life and complain about your fathers together. you've agreed to wait a while before even mentioning your relationship to them because, honestly, Natsuo doesn't want any more horrible influences in your life.

• you get him sucked into the world of video games. it's always fun to watch him struggle but he never gets salty about losing maybe a lil he adores your smile as you laugh at him for being so bad at them.

• your dates include: helping out at animal shelters and retirement homes, video game and movie nights (especially about true crime), arcades and astronomy tower explorstions. i feel like Natsuo's more into traditional, romantic and chill dates and that's your usual thing. though i see sometimes you going to get coffee and ending up solving a 50-year-old murder case instead (✧ω✧)

❦︎ ink box

— despite Natsuo's best efforts to distance himself from Endeavor, it wasn't quite as easy and everyone was very much aware of the Todoroki family. and now the son of the number 1 hero had a lover.

— it wasn't actually that troublesome at first. some newpaper paparazzi occasionally annoyed you but you didn't care for them. most of the time Natsuo and you had your peace during dates aside from a few casual fans.

— but of course there are all sorts of people out there, some out for revenge, some for money, and being desperate means using even the lowest of methods to get what you want.

— so one time it happened, and it was all that took. several bitter villains thought they'd get their revenge through you, silly as it may sound. they made a big show of kidnapping you and demanding Endeavor to 'make up' for his wrongdoing. but all got resolved thanks to heroes, the only casualty being Natsuo's heart from almost exploding from worry and his deepening hatred for his father.

— later on, it wasn't that Natsuo was worried about you not being able to handle yourself, he feared what might happen if more of powerful villains came after you.

— so, after some debate, you agreed not to meet up for a short while to let the fuse of the incident settle down. it would be safer once the media forgot about it. you still texted and chatter over phone though!

— but then a week turned into two weeks, then into a month. you were wondering what was taking Natsuo to say the coast was clear and did a straight-up inquiry through a video chat.

— you could see he was restless the entire time. he said you should wait longer just to be sure everything was calm before meeting up. you became irritated because he was obviously lying and not being his normal, brutally honest self.

— why was he giving you this crap straight to your face?

— truthfully, Natsuo hadn't been sleeping all right recently. ever since that day he had reoccurring nightmares about something awful happening to you. they were just dreams, he knew. yet considering his ruffled up past and the frequency of those horrible visions, it would have been lie to say he was unaffected.

— paranoia just wouldn't leave him alone, and no matter how much he wanted to hold you in his arms again and hated making up stupid excuses, the voice at the back of his mind whispered this was for the best.

— after a month and a half had passed you've had just about enough, however. whatever reason he was keeping you in the dark for did no longer stop you from crashing into his house and demanding the truth.

— Natsuo knew you and expected this to eventually happen. after you made such a powerful entrance though he also knew there was no getting around it this time. really, it was comforting knowing you cared so deeply.

— he told you exactly what had been happening and you resisted the urge to punch him in the arm for having such a mindset. but the look in his beautiful grey eyes was so heartbreaking you threw yourself to embrace him instead. your touch was everything Natsuo had craved for for all this time.

— you skillfully assured him for the next couple of hours while keeping the talk light-hearted (he had obviously been overthinking way too much already). soon enough the issue was resolved and you had a sleepover right there to make uo for the lost time (Shoto and Fuyumi kept eavesdropping on you because y'all were being way too loud in a cute way).

— "i love you, Natsu, but if you ever keep something like this a secret from me again, i can't guarantee the safety of your arm or your front door."

♫︎ music box

— If I Had An Airplane by SayWeCanFly

— This December by Rick Montgomery

— Round & Laundry from Carole and Tuesday

— Haven't Had Enough by Marianas Trench

— Bowie On The Radio by Ryan McMullan

♡︎ runner up: Dabi / Touya Todoroki

thank you for requesting, hopefully you enjoyed this! i'm really pleased about matching you with Natsuo, it's just so perfect. have a lovely day and remember to take care of yourself ♡︎

[elisaphoenix13]

Everlasting Spirit (Ch. 3)

Get some rest.

Tony wanted to punch them in the face. They wanted him to rest while his wife was god knows where going through who knows what? All because he snapped at Diana when she was asking where her mother was…

Fuck. He was an asshole. His daughter was just as scared as everyone else and went to her father for some kind of reassurance and he almost yelled at her. Told her if he knew where Stephen was, then he would probably be home by now. Tony instantly felt guilty afterwards, but before he could apologize, Rhodey shoved him toward the stairs and told him to lay down. Tony was no stranger to being up for days on end, but it had only been a little over twenty four hours and he was on edge. That's what happened when he was endlessly stressing about getting his spouse home safely.

Now, an hour after the incident, Tony continued to toss back and forth in bed. It was all wrong. Valerie wasn't in her crib since she was currently being taken care of by the team, Stephen wasn't next to him to fill some of the empty space of their bed...hell...he even got used to having Athena sleeping at the foot of their bed. She was currently with Diana and comforting her since Tony made her cry.

Tony groans and rubs his face when he rolls onto his back to look up at the ceiling. The room was too empty. He was so used to hearing Stephen breathing softly next to him, that the silence was grating on his nerves even more. There was no way he would be able to sleep like this. So he sits up before getting out of bed and he blearily shuffles out of the master bedroom and looks over the railing into the living room below. Some of the Avengers sat around with tablets to go through security footage over and over, and it was unnervingly quiet. They were all tired, but they were just as devoted to finding Stephen as Tony was.

They still got some sleep though. Steve had a point when he said that looking through footage or out on the streets while exhausted could easily make them miss something vital, so they rested when it got to be too much. He also said that Stephen would have lectured them and there were no arguments. Only Quill and Tony ignored Steve's logic.

Tony for obvious reasons, but Quill because he was committed to finding the sorcerer with his Gaze by any means necessary. He hadn't stopped searching since the captain gave him his assignment, and he was actually starting to wear a hole in the carpet from all the pacing he was doing. Not even Scott could coerce the god to take a nap so the thief stayed up in the penthouse on the couches while Quill continued his search. Cassie kept Diana company in her room, Wanda and Natasha took turns with the baby and when the witch wasn't babysitting she was cooking or out on the streets, and everyone else continued with what Steve and Rhodey assigned them to do.

The Avengers rarely left the penthouse. They all just crashed somewhere in the living room.

Right now, Quill was still pacing and searching with his Gaze, Natasha and Scott were dozing on the couches, Wanda was cooking while keeping an eye on Valerie in her high chair...and Diana was coloring in one of her books with her brothers and Cassie. Even from upstairs, Tony could see that she was still upset and it made his heart drop into his stomach. He was the reason for it and he needed to fix it.

Tony walks down the stairs and into the living room, internally cringing when Diana looks up at him before immediately looking back down at her book. With a deep breath, the engineer sits at the coffee table with the kids (and a soft groan; he was getting too old for this) and slowly reaches over to run his fingers through his older daughter's hair.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you piccola. That wasn't fair to you and you didn't deserve it."

Diana drops her crayon and looks up at her father. "I forgive you...Uncle Rhodey just said you were tired and scared. Is that true?"

Tony sighs. "Yes."

"Did you get some sleep?" Rhodey asks when he walks into the living room and the engineer looks over at him.

"I tried. I couldn't." Tony admits and sighs when Diana moves over to him and crawls into his lap to hug him. "I can't lose him again Platypus."

"We're not going to stop looking."

Tony looks from Rhodey over to Quill and watches the celestial pace and grumble to himself as he runs his fingers through his hair. He could tell the endless focusing was wearing on the god. Every once in a while he would either rub the back of his neck or rub the side of his head with the palm of his hand (Quill must have formed a killer headache), he was visibly exhausted based on his body language, and he even growled at anyone that suggested he take a break for a few minutes.

"Me and Dad already tried." Cassie says from the other side of the table.

"He kind of did what you did to Dia." Peter says and Tony cringes before whispering another apology to the little girl in his lap and kissing the top of her head.

"Don't piss him off. I can't handle an angry god right now. Especially if there's a chance that Scott can't--"

Quill suddenly halts in his tracks and inhales sharply, and when Tony saw the perturbed look on his face, he wasn't sure whether to be worried or hopeful. What did he see? It had to be Stephen, but did he really want an answer to his question? Tony didn't like the look on his face.

"I see him." Quill finally manages to croak out.

Everyone, including the ones who had been dozing, immediately direct their attention to the celestial. "Do you know where he is?" Steve asks and Quill remains quiet for a few moments.

"Not really...but I know how to get there."

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It hurt to breathe.

Orion beat him, cut him, electrocuted him...any form of torture that would hurt him without killing him or starting a slow death. He was bruised and hurting and it was difficult to keep his head up in the new position he found himself in. With his wrists bound above his head in chains hanging from the ceiling. Surprisingly the torture he went through was similar to the many deaths he experienced with Dormammu, but the only difference was that the pain never went away. He couldn't heal himself with his magic, but no matter how much pain he was in, he refused to break like his captor wanted him to.

The more pained noises he held back, the angrier Orion got. He was getting frustrated that Stephen hadn't broken as quickly as he possibly wanted him to, and the sorcerer continued to sass him. Not the greatest idea on his part, but it helped keep Stephen sane.

Stephen manages to bite back most of another pained groan when leather harshly meets the skin of his back again, and ignores the warmth running down his back. He lost count of the lashings he received in the last ten minutes. Maybe ten minutes? He used to be the protector of the Time Stone, but now time meant nothing to him. He didn't even know how long he had been here.

He never gave up hope that his family was looking for him though.

"I have to hand it to you." Orion says after finally lowering his current weapon of choice (something Stephen didn't bother identifying). "You're tough. I can tell you still have hope that the Avengers will find you."

"They will." Stephen rasps. "...and they won't show you any more mercy than you've shown me. I can't even promise you'll come out of this alive."

His captor harrumphs. "I can't promise that for you either. Even if they do manage to find us, you'll be long dead."

"I wouldn't count on it." Another voice says.

It was music to Stephen's ears. Orion looked around the room in confusion when he saw no one else in the vicinity, and that's when Scott grew to normal size, grabbed the man's arm, and threw him over his shoulder. If he weren't hurting so much, Stephen would have smirked at the look of surprise Orion had on his face when Scott seemingly came out of nowhere. Everything else happened far too quickly for the doctor to process after that. He remembered the door being kicked off its hinges by Steve and Bucky, and then suddenly Tony was in front of him. His husband's armor crawls back into its housing unit as he grabs Stephen as gently and carefully as possible (no doubt that he asked Friday where it was safe to do so), and someone else released him from his bindings.

Stephen barely had the strength to drape his arms over Tony's shoulders when more pain followed his release. That was when he finally let a pained whimper escape.

"I got you." Tony whispers soothingly into his ear. "We found you baby."

"My cubs…" Stephen croaks out miserably.

"All at home and safe. They want their mom."

Comforting warmth suddenly envelops him and Stephen shudders when his pain begins to slowly ebb away. Only one other person had the magical ability to heal and the sorcerer had never been so glad for Quill as he was now. He was thankful for all of them. Stephen only truly let his guard down when Bucky dragged Orion out of the room with Steve following and giving the man the nastiest glare the doctor had ever seen on him. He honestly wasn't sure what was going to happen to Orion now and couldn't find it in him to care.

"You have no idea how badly I want to follow them and give him the same treatment--" Tony starts until Stephen tightens his hold on him a little more.

"Tony...please." Stephen whispers. "Just hold me."

He did. Once he and Scott stopped Quill from healing Stephen any more (the celestial was already exhausted from his search; healing just drained him even more), and made sure Quill wasn't in danger of passing out, they helped Stephen to the waiting Quinjet outside. Sam had found his sling ring in another room, but Stephen was too exhausted to create a portal to the tower and instead trusted Clint to fly them back home safely.

Tony only stopped holding him for the period of time it took to get Stephen settled in the medbay and for Bruce to make sure he wasnt in any danger from the torture he sustained. If he had been, Quill had taken care of it, so now the sorcerer was just sore and a little bit injured. The moment he was bandaged and put on painkillers, Tony got on the bed and held Stephen against his chest as tightly as possible without hurting him.

"Please don't let the kids see me like this." Stephen pleads and Tony shushes him as he gently pets his hair.

"No matter how badly they want to see you, they won't come until you're ready." The engineer promises. "Try to get some sleep tesoro."

"Don't leave."

"Wouldn't dream of it. I'll be right here when you wake up."

Stephen let himself truly relax then. His husband's smell of coffee and motor oil soothing him into sleep, and again when he had a nightmare. He dreamed he was back in the cold room with concrete walls and being tortured in some way or another, and then woke struggling in Tony's embrace. It took Stephen a couple of minutes to remember where he was and sobbed out an apology when he calmed down. His husband only hushed him again and mumbled softly in Italian to help the doctor relax again, and pet his hair until Stephen fell asleep again.

As far as Stephen was aware, Tony never left his side until the sorcerer woke up properly. Only then did he leave to use the bathroom and physically check on their kids. Steve was the one that sat in a chair next to his bed to keep him company until Tony came back.

"How long have I been asleep?" Stephen asked quietly, gaining the captain's attention from the movie on the tv.

"A while. That's good though." Steve answers.

"What happened to...him?"

A dark look very briefly crosses the captain's face. "We took care of him."

Stephen decided he didn't want to know that badly. Not with the look Steve had. It was enough to tell him that Orion wouldn't be threatening him or anyone else anymore.

"Thank you." Stephen mumbles.

"No one hurts Mom and gets away with it." Steve replies with a smirk and the sorcerer snorts softly.

"The kids?"

"They're waiting for you to let them come see you. Right now they're happy knowing you're home safe, but we can all tell they're getting antsy."

"Just a little longer."

Steve smiles softly. "I think they can manage that."

"Have you met my children?"

The captain grins and gently pats Stephen's blanket covered leg as he returns his attention to his movie.

"Get some rest Mama Bear."