#and then i said ok feeling better i'll be hopefully back soon

[druidberries]

OC Deep Dive Questionnaire Tag

A set of 20 questions to get to know your oc! thank you @windslar for tagging me!! <33 I'm gonna switch things up and do this for sophia since she'll be moving out soon </3 I also do not give the poor girl like any attention when it comes to these sorts of things oops

What uncommon/common fear do they have? she is terrified of heights!

2. Do they have any pet peeves? people who chew with their mouth open

3. What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? her violin, a high quality camera, and a big fluffy rug!

4. What do they notice first in a person? their smile for sure!

5. On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? soph does not have very high pain tolerance 😭 she impulsively got a tattoo with hua li and it did not go very well...she has certainly decided that tattoo was her first and her last

6. Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? always flight 😭 she's trying to get better at standing up for herself and standing her ground but she hates confrontation and anytime she is under pressure she will just run away 🏃‍♀️

7. Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? she does come from a big family but they are not close. her parents (edgar and charlotte) aren't at all close with their parents or siblings because of edgar and charlottes nefarious ways... Sophia does have an older brother (henry) who she used to be close with before running away from home, she didn't tell him where she was going but he always had a feeling she went to elowen. soph is overall a huge family person though!

8. What animal represents them best? she would say a fluffy white cat and honestly it makes sense?

9. What is a smell that they dislike? she doesn't like any wood scents, she's much more of a florals and fruity kinda gal

10. Have they broken any bones? nope! she was never a very active kid and spent most of her childhood inside practicing piano and violin

11. How would a stranger likely describe them? I feel like if a stranger sees her their first thought to describe her would just be preppy 😭

12. Are they a night owl or a morning bird? morning bird! she loves waking up bright and early ☀️ which also means she goes to bed really early every night

13. What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? she can't stand anything coconut flavored, she loves the smell of it but the taste she just can't get behind. one of her favorite flavors ever tho is watermelon!

14. Do they have any hobbies? photography and fashion! she's very talented with the piano and violin but after being made to play so long by her parents she doesn't have much love for it anymore. she still plays violin from time to time though

15. Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? if someone throws her a surprise birthday party she's crying on the spot 😅 she loves giving and getting surprises!

16. Do they like to wear jewelry? she loooooves jewelry! she wears a lot of gold earrings, necklaces, bracelets, etc.

17. Do they have neat or messy handwriting? oh her handwriting is perfect for sure! she loves writing in her diary and that thing is so pristine

18. What are two emotions they feel the most? probably joy honestly? she's a pretty happy and optimistic person!

19. Do they have a favorite fabric? anything soft/fluffy! she has so much fluffy decor in her room 😅

20. What kind of accent do they have? I'm honestly really bad at describing characters voices but I feel like she's quite soft spoken. she had to take a lot of speech classes a kid to get her sounding 'proper' so I imagine she definitely still has a lot of that! she never swears 🙅‍♀️ as for her accent in general, I feel like she just has a pretty general american accent

I'm not gonna tag anyone for this bc I'm pretty late but if you haven't done this and want to, I tag you!

[entrailseer]

Do you have any more Ragapom headcanons you would like to share?

oh boy. oh boy do i have some headcanons for you.

but before we get to those, let me just say that i really didn't expect the meal of circus yuri to grace all the ragapom shippers with its wonderful presence so soon, but i'm glad that it arrived nonetheless!

...even if it did jab at my throat a little because a LOT of my previous headcanons were turned up on their heads! so i'll take the time today to revise a few.

Remember when I said that Pomni couldn't handle any flirting from Ragatha? Don't worry, that's still true, but now they can't handle flirting from each other. Sure, Ragatha can keep herself together most of the time, but around Pomni? Nuh-uh.

I'd say that most of Ragatha's flirting would go unnoticed by Pomni when it actually happens, as her mind is probably on a lot of things that don't include romance (such as just trying to find a way to keep going in the digital hell she's in)

Also because Ragatha's flirting techniques are... really subtle. For now. (We all saw that little hip sway she did while asking for Pomni's opinion on the new adventure right)

Ragatha is, to say the least, a total mess when it comes to Pomni and her well-being. I mean, she literally apologized for something that caused Pomni to be upset even though it wasn't even her fault, put the problems she and her group were facing to worry about Pomni's, asked anyone she could about her whereabouts, rushed over to her and asked her if she was ok right after she saw her, and tried multiple times to make her feel better about being in the circus. (And about Gummigoo... rip gator man, you will be missed...)

That, too, unfortunately goes unnoticed by Pomni, at least up until Kaufmo's funeral. She knows now that Ragatha's got her back, and hopefully she'll appreciate her presence a bit more because of it.

She'll start encouraging Ragatha to worry about herself sometimes, or to let her do all of her own worrying instead.

(Ragatha does not stop worrying. She just gets better at hiding it.)

Pomni will probably also encourage Ragatha to take breaks every now and then when she needs it. And she definitely needs it.

They're just glad to have each other, really.

[charcharbinks333]

spoil you. j.g.

pairing : heartbroken!reader x bestfriend!johnnie

contents : toxic ex-relationship, depression if you squint, fluffy fluff

word count : 1.4k

not proofread

suggestion : anon

written with the generous help of @hearts4golbach!

You were on edge while getting back into dating. Your last relationship was… bad, to put it lightly. A toxic cycle that felt never ending until you finally broke away from the relationship. The first person there to comfort you was your best friend of many years, johnnie. He was the one you ran to after the countless fights, no matter how big or small. 

“I know, Y/n, it’s hard, but the breakup is for the better. He wasn’t right for you,” he comforted, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. He knew how attached you were to your ex, and he knew how bad breakups like this could be. “Jake and i are here for you man, if anything happens or it starts to get worse, we’re here to help you…”

You pushed your hair out of your face, sniffling as you looked up at Johnnie from your place nestled against his chest. His hand moved to your waist, holding you against him. “Thank you, johnnie,” you murmured. he tilted your chin up and slowly wiped your tears away with his thumb.

“It's the least I could do.” you met his eyes and your heart started pounding. You realized Johnnie affected you in ways you didn’t understand right then. Truthfully, you thought you’d never understand, not after everything you had just gone through. You looked away and shifted slightly. 

“Hopefully I'm not as lame and depressed soon, eh?” you joked, nudging johnnie.

“Until then, I'll be here, and we can watch Coraline as many times as you’d like. I know you love that movie.” he leaned in and rested his head against your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist.

The next month was a blur of tears, broken laughs, long stares, and racing hearts. You believed you'd never get over the shitty man you were with before, but there you were. 

Johnnie was always a man of his word. He comforted you throughout the entirety of your heartbreak, with as much ice cream and horror movies as you needed. He was more than patient with you, and you were eternally grateful. That man had walked through hell and back with you, and all you wanted to do was stay in his arms for eternity. 

“Really, Johnnie, thank you so much,” you said while playfully wrapping your arms around him, laying on top of him on the couch. He patted your back and exhaled softly.

“Trust me, it’s worth it for you.” he shifted and sat up, looking down at you now. You lifted your head and met his eyes, the fluttering in your chest returning as it did so many times over the past month. He couldn't help but smile. There was nothing but love behind his watercolor eyes. 

“I’m really grateful for you, Johnnie…” your voice came out quiet but nonetheless thankful. His hand came up to cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb slowly over your skin. His metal rings stung your skin slightly as you adjusted to the cold against your warm flesh, but it was soothing in its own way.

You leaned in slowly, your lips ghosting Johnnie’s as your breath fanned across his face. “Is this ok?” you asked, just above a whisper, and his answer was to lean in and finally meet your lips. It was a slow, unmoving gesture before he slowly pulled away, looking up at you, your position on top of him making him melt.

“Yeah, ‘s great,” he joked, pulling you back in for another kiss.

In that moment, all you felt was love. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one you weren't sure how to react to. All you knew was that it felt right. Everything was perfect, and you weren't going to let that go. 

~~~

“Johnnie, this is totally unnecessary!” you giggle as he pulls you by the hand into Hot Topic. He had planned this with Jake: lure you to the mall by saying you’d be filming (that wasn’t a lie, considering the camera), not tell you the plan at all, and take you on a shopping spree. His primary love language was gift giving, after all. 

“Trust me, love, it’s completely necessary.” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and led you to the band t-shirts, what he knew to be your favorite section.

“Are you sure, Johnnie? You’re not gonna use this against me or anything?” His expression dropped slightly as he realized why you hated him buying you gifts—your ex always used money to manipulate you. Johnnie turned to face you completely, both hands cupping your cheeks.

“Y/n, I promise that I'm not going to use this against you, or use money to manipulate you in any way. I just want to spoil my girlfriend because she deserves it. I’m not a complete fucking loser. You deserve this.” he moved his hands to the sides of your neck, leaning in to plant a soft peck on your lips.

You smile gratefully, butterflies swarming your stomach as if that were your first kiss. “Okay, okay, fine.”

~~~

You, Jake, and Johnnie had left the mall with several bags in hand. Jake had done some shopping while you and Johnnie were busy. Johnnie insisted on carrying most of your bags, and anything smaller that he couldn’t carry was carried by you. a few of the bags were sealed, since they were surprise gifts from Johnnie.

“Thank you so much for today,” you said, a giddy smile on your face as you skipped back to the car. Johnnie opened the door for you, despite the large bags in his hands.

“Of course, baby. anything for you.” he walked around the car and put your bags in the trunk as Jake did the same.

“Wow, you’re down bad for her, eh?” he playfully teased Johnnie, nudging him with his elbow. Johnnie rolled his eyes.

“Of course I am.”

~~~

As you were cooking dinner, Johnnie came up behind you and held your hips, watching you intently. He leaned his chin against your shoulder.

“Smells good..” he murmured into your shoulder. He had clearly just woken up from a nap, or desperately needed one. You took the pan off the stove and carefully plate everything you’d made.

“D’you know if Carrington wants somethin’?” you asked, looking back at Johnnie the best you could.

“I do!” Carrington exclaimed from the living room, causing a chuckle from both you and Johnnie.

“Alright.” You and Johnnie carried the plates into the living room for everyone, sitting down to watch a movie all together.

Johnnie wrapped his arms around your waist as you ate, his chin resting on your shoulder. He was always holding you in some way, always so gentle with his touch too. Every hug and kiss was so chaste but so charged with love. It was purely exhilarating.

“Get a room!” Carrington exclaims around the bite of chicken he had in his mouth, breaking you out of your hypnotic-like state. You roll your eyes and chuckle softly.

“Whatever.”

~~~

You sat on the edge of the bed, Johnnie in front of you with three small bags in hand.

“Okay, pick one,” he said excitedly, holding the bags out. You hovered your hand over his, moving your palm slowly. You selected the bag with tape over the logo, painfully curious as to where it was from. It was the only one with tape.

“Alrighty…” you opened the bag, pulling out a small box and opening it quickly. Your jaw immediately dropped as your eyes met it. A silver necklace with a small black pendant in the shape of a heart. You held it up to get a better look, your eyes slowly welling with tears. 

“I saw it and immediately thought of you,” Johnnie admitted while sitting beside you. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and smiled. “I hope you like it.”

You sniffled and looked up at him, your hands falling to your lap. “Johnnie, I… You didn’t have t-”

“Oh, shush. I did have to. It looked like something you’d love, and that made it completely necessary.” He leaned his head into your neck, his thumb slowly rubbing circles on your shoulder. “I love you…” He murmured against your skin. It wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, but every time he said those words it made your heart flutter.

“I love you more,” you replied, turning to hug him. You stay in his embrace, inhaling his scent once again, squeezing him in your arms, letting him overtake your senses.

He really did save you. He’d never truly know how much he helped you.

[hearts4golbach]

hii I was wondering if you could make a longgg Johnnie x fem reader fluff where he just spoils her and gives her love after her last rough relationship? 🫶🙏

Spoil You.

This fanfiction is co-written by @charcharbinks333!

pairing:

BestFriend!Johnnie Guilbert x HeartBroken!Fem!Reader.

a/n:

posting this too, even though Charlie did most of the writing, but I'm a sellout and needed to fill this request too

proofread

warnings:

toxic relationship mentioned, cursing, nothing but fluff

word count:

1.4k

You were on edge while getting back into dating. Your last relationship was… bad, to put it lightly. A toxic cycle that felt never ended until you finally broke away from the relationship. The first person there to comfort you was your best friend of many years, johnnie. He was the one you ran to after the countless fights, no matter how big or small.

“I know, Y/n, it’s hard, but the breakup is for the better. He wasn’t right for you,” he comforted, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. He knew how attached you were to your ex, and he knew how bad breakups like this could be. “Jake and i are here for you man, if anything happens or it starts to get worse, we’re here to help you…”

You pushed your hair out of your face, sniffling as you looked up at Johnnie from your place nestled against his chest. His hand moved to your waist, holding you against him. “Thank you, johnnie,” you murmured. he tilted your chin up and slowly wiped your tears away with his thumb.

“It's the least I could do.” You met his eyes, and your heart started pounding. You realized Johnnie affected you in ways you didn’t understand right then. Truthfully, you thought you’d never understand, not after everything you had just gone through. You looked away and shifted slightly.

“Hopefully I'm not as lame and depressed soon, eh?” You joked, nudging johnnie.

“Until then, I'll be here, and we can watch Coraline as many times as you’d like. I know you love that movie.” he leaned in and rested his head against your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist.

The next month was a blur of tears, broken laughs, long stares, and racing hearts. You believed you'd never get over the shitty man you were with before, but there you were.

Johnnie was always a man of his word. He comforted you throughout the entirety of your heartbreak, with as much ice cream and horror movies as you needed. He was more than patient with you, and you were eternally grateful. That man had walked through hell and back with you, and all you wanted to do was stay in his arms for eternity.

“Really, Johnnie, thank you so much,” you said while playfully wrapping your arms around him, laying on top of him on the couch. He patted your back and exhaled softly.

“Trust me, it’s worth it for you.” he shifted and sat up, looking down at you now. You lifted your head and met his eyes, the fluttering in your chest returning as it did so many times over the past month. He couldn't help but smile. There was nothing but love behind his watercolor eyes.

“I’m really grateful for you, Johnnie…” Your voice came out quiet but nonetheless thankful. His hand came up to cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb slowly over your skin. His metal rings stung your skin slightly as you adjusted to the cold against your warm flesh, but it was soothing in its own way.

You leaned in slowly, your lips ghosting Johnnie’s as your breath fanned across his face. “Is this ok?” you asked, just above a whisper, and his answer was to lean in and finally meet your lips. It was a slow, unmoving gesture before he slowly pulled away, looking up at you, your position on top of him making him melt.

“Yeah, ‘s great,” he joked, pulling you back in for another kiss.

In that moment, all you felt was love. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one you weren't sure how to react to. All you knew was that it felt right. Everything was perfect, and you weren't going to let that go.

~~~

“Johnnie, this is totally unnecessary!” You giggle as he pulls you by the hand into Hot Topic.

He had planned this with Jake: lure you to the mall by saying you’d be filming (that wasn’t a lie, considering the camera), not tell you the plan at all, and take you on a shopping spree. His primary love language was gift giving, after all.

“Trust me, love, it’s completely necessary.” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and led you to the band t-shirts, what he knew to be your favorite section.

“Are you sure, Johnnie? You’re not gonna use this against me or anything?” His expression dropped slightly as he realized why you hated him buying you gifts—your ex always used money to manipulate you. Johnnie turned to face you completely, both hands cupping your cheeks.

“Y/n, I promise that I'm not going to use this against you or use money to manipulate you in any way. I just want to spoil my girlfriend because she deserves it. I’m not a complete fucking loser. You deserve this.” he moved his hands to the sides of your neck, leaning in to plant a soft peck on your lips.

You smile gratefully, butterflies swarming your stomach as if that were your first kiss. “Okay, okay, fine.”

~~~

You, Jake, and Johnnie had left the mall with several bags in hand. Jake had done some shopping while you and Johnnie were busy. Johnnie insisted on carrying most of your bags, and anything smaller that he couldn’t carry was carried by you. a few of the bags were sealed, since they were surprise gifts from Johnnie.

“Thank you so much for today,” you said, a giddy smile on your face as you skipped back to the car. Johnnie opened the door for you, despite the large bags in his hands.

“Of course, baby. anything for you.” he walked around the car and put your bags in the trunk as Jake did the same.

“Wow, you’re down bad for her, eh?” he playfully teased Johnnie, nudging him with his elbow. Johnnie rolled his eyes.

“Of course I am.”

~~~

As you were cooking dinner, Johnnie came up behind you and held your hips, watching you intently. He leaned his chin against your shoulder.

“Smells good..” he murmured into your shoulder. He had clearly just woken up from a nap, or desperately needed one. You took the pan off the stove and carefully plate everything you’d made.

“D’you know if Carrington wants somethin’?” you asked, looking back at Johnnie the best you could.

“I do!” Carrington exclaimed from the living room, causing a chuckle from both you and Johnnie.

“Alright.” You and Johnnie carried the plates into the living room for everyone, sitting down to watch a movie all together.

Johnnie wrapped his arms around your waist as you ate, his chin resting on your shoulder. He was always holding you in some way, always so gentle with his touch too. Every hug and kiss was so chaste but so charged with love. It was purely exhilarating.

“Get a room!” Carrington exclaims around the bite of chicken he had in his mouth, breaking you out of your hypnotic-like state. You roll your eyes and chuckle softly.

“Whatever.”

~~~

You sat on the edge of the bed, Johnnie in front of you with three small bags in hand.

“Okay, pick one,” he said excitedly, holding the bags out. You hovered your hand over his, moving your palm slowly. You selected the bag with tape over the logo, painfully curious as to where it was from. It was the only one with tape.

“Alrighty…” you opened the bag, pulling out a small box and opening it quickly. Your jaw immediately dropped as your eyes met it. A silver necklace with a small black pendant in the shape of a heart. You held it up to get a better look, your eyes slowly welling with tears.

“I saw it and immediately thought of you,” Johnnie admitted while sitting beside you. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and smiled. “I hope you like it.”

You sniffled and looked up at him, your hands falling to your lap. “Johnnie, I… You didn’t have t-”

“Oh, shush. I did have to. It looked like something you’d love, and that made it completely necessary.” He leaned his head into your neck, his thumb slowly rubbing circles on your shoulder. “I love you…” He murmured against your skin. It wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, but every time he said those words it made your heart flutter.

“I love you more,” you replied, turning to hug him. You stay in his embrace, inhaling his scent once again, squeezing him in your arms, letting him overtake your senses.

He really did save you. He’d never truly know how much he helped you.

[scrubbinn]

Mimic HRT: 18 months “Happiness”

You've reached the cutest M- M- M- Mimic ever! Please leave a message after the beep!

“… excuse me what day is it? Thursday? Ok. Thursday. Hey Mayday, I want you to actually listen to this message. Because I know you, and you’re probably being a dummy and beating yourself up about it. It’s not your fault ok? The doctor says I'll be out of the hospital soon, at least hopefully soon. I heard the doctors talking about an experimental treatment involving using that slime medication to regrow organs. It sounds terrifying but wouldn't that be neat, being a little bit slime. I'd get to see what it's like to be you… You better call me back, you got it! I'm not in any danger and I’ve been told I’ll recover one way or another. The medical stuff here is like really advanced compared to back home so I'm going to be fine. I've gotten visitors, you know. Mom came by and asked how you were. You know no one is mad at you right? A lot of our friends visited, and I found out they don’t even know what you look like! Come on, you know they all wanted to see you now that you’re fully a mimic… Please don’t start hating yourself because of this. It's understandable what happened, It's mostly my fault anyways. I shouldn't have startled you like that, I just saw you panicking and I had to do something. It's those assholes’ faults, not yours. I know I keep saying it but I know you, and you don’t listen until I tell you this stuff like eight times!”

“Excuse me Ms. Franks, We need phones off to discuss the next procedure. This will just be a moment of your time.”

“I just need to finish this call. Give me two more minutes. Anyway, you better call back ok hun? I don’t know how long that’s going to be an option, Surgery is starting today or tomorrow. You better call before than. I’m gonna be so mad if I get back to your place and you’re in another cocoon hiding away. So you better call ok! I love you Mayday. There, now you have to call me so you can say it back. Mwa! Later hun! I love you. So much.”

* * *

“Recording of Mayday… uh, Friday. Date… doesn’t matter. I, I’m not doing well. I don’t. I just finished crying for an hour and I feel well enough to record something so I don’t have to deal with Erian getting on my case! Sorry I shouldn't yell about him, it's not his fault. I said well enough but, well enough doesn’t mean I’m actually well. I- I don’t know if I can talk about it yet. I hurt Abi. I hurt her completely and irreparably. I don’t know what to do. I thought I was finally getting it. I was happy being a mimic and I still am. It felt like I was intangible before. Like my human body wasn’t real and could just pass through everything if I wasn’t careful. Now I feel so solid. I feel this body and I’m not rejecting it. But it is real now. It’s present. It can bump into things if I’m not careful. I am finally physically me and it feels impossible to navigate a world now. I didn’t know. Why doesn’t living come with a guide book that can tell me what I’m doing wrong. Was it from backing away? Should I have fully become a mimic and just left everyone I know. It’d be sad, sure, but it probably would have been safer. Erian told me if I continued on my crossroads I'd eventually calcify my outer layer to form a shell around me. Like a treasure chest or whatever a soap mimic turns into. Maybe if I was a chest I could lock myself away so I didn't actually hurt anyone. I don’t know anymore. What would even happen to me if I did that? Would I end up in a zoo? Would I eventually forget this whole thing and escape to hurt even more people? What the hell even is a mimic!? Oh universe, I’m just tired of thinking and having to exist. I should get some water or something. I’d like to get coffee, but as it turns out, caffeine is basically a poison to me at this point, and not one I can build a tolerance for… but the taste of poison would be better than what I taste now. Aria was right. The taste never leaves.

“I still haven’t called her back. I’ve been listening to her voice mail over and over but I can’t face her. I don’t have the right. She’ll be starting her surgery and I was told she’d be asleep for a while. I want her to wake up and the first thing she sees is me. I don’t know if I’ll be ready for that. What the hell am I saying, she wouldn't want to see me, I'm the reason she's in a hospital! I wonder if she decided to go with that slime treatment Erian patented. Slime buddies huh. Feels a little rude to enjoy that idea so much. I hope everything turns out ok. I want to talk to her again. I- I'm done. I just want to lie down for a while. End recording.”

* * *

Written report filed by Theodore Hans Erian, date, August 24th. Saturday It has come to my attention that a current patient by the name of Mayday Mulberry has begun to exhibit inhuman behaviors that have led to the injury of a human over the course of her treatment here. The event began one week ago when visiting outside Hypercity with the victim of the attack. This event has been documented through the testimony of several people at the scene, including the victim and the perpetrator. The incident began at a local sushi restaurant as the victim and perpetrator were patronizing the establishment. During their time at the restaurant, the perpetrator was verbally assaulted by several customers of the establishment using several anti-therian insults. These insults were deemed as unprompted as most of the witnesses there claim that Mayday Mulberry “insulted their species with its existence.” This harassment eventually led to the perpetrator panicking and running away, leading into a panic attack outside the restaurant in a shared parking lot. The victim followed and attempted to console the perpetrator with a hug, and unfortunately a mimic mouth from the perpetrator bit the victim. The victim lost a large chunk of flesh in the process. This led to damaged tissue, a hole in the stomach, and severe blood loss. The victim was taken to a hospital within Hyper city in time for treatment and was eventually stabilized. Because the incident took place within the parking lot of the restaurant within the perpetrator’s car, the restaurant has little chance to file any successful lawsuit. The victim has also declined to pursue any legal options at this time. It is within our opinion based on these facts that Mayday should be placed under house arrest and further punishment will be deliberated between our clinic, and Hyper city’s government, with a thorough psychological screening and Ms. Mulberry's medical records.

“Oh Ms. Mulberry, you’ve really done it now. You’ve already been a headache for this establishment but this is something much more serious. This affects the relationship between Hyper city and the outside worlds. Not to mention, this could seriously damage the clinic’s reputation and leave thousands of potential clients left without a place to obtain safe treatment. I will do what I can to make sure you suffer a lighter punishment from Hyper city, but you've caused a major incident that our mayor will absolutely use against all therians. If you’re not careful, you might end up in a situation far worse than living in a zoo for the rest of your life. If you’ve found a lawyer yet, please have them contact me to discuss the ramifications of your actions. In the meantime, I recommend you speak with a therapist on recent events. Situations like this can be just as dangerous for your mental state as they are with your friend’s physical state. Please call back when you get this message. Erian.”

* * *

“What are you doing Mayday?”

“I’m hiding away. Might as well stay here. I’m under house arrest after all. Or are you too stupid to remember the fact that you caused it?”

“There’s no need to take that tone against me. Insults will get you nowhere. I am asking why you aren’t picking up that phone? It’s still ringing. It’s from the hospital.”

“I know. I just, I don’t have to pick it up right?”

“You should. We need to know how she’s doing. You’re making nonsensical excuses not to have anything change. I don’t understand that, you literally took this medication so you can change forever. What was it how you originally described yourself? You were certain that you wouldn’t be certain. You need to see how she’s doing. To be certain. You owe it to her to check. She’s the reason you started your slime journey! She’s the reason you’re happy!”

“Am I happy? Because it feels like ever since Mayday decided to start this medication, nothing has gone right. Mayday ran away and I was left to pick up the pieces of her life. I can’t even tell if I’m supposed to be her, or if I’m someone new. I certainly don’t get treated like I’m new, I get treated like I just got a bump on the head and I’ll be right as rain in a month! I hate that I can’t be me.”

“You could always tell her that.”

“But she hates me. I nearly got her killed, for all I know she could be dead.”

“We won’t know until we pick up that phone, and then you can grieve.”

“Will it be ok? Can I stop hurting when I know?”

“I can’t promise that, but it’s easier when you talk to people…”

“…Hello?”

“Mayday! Oh my god, I couldn’t reach you at all yesterday! Are you ok?! Are you eating properly? Did you turn into a cocoon again? When can you visit? Do you need a kiss? Because I need a kiss from you right now!… Hun? Are you laughing? I can’t hear you, your phone sounds muffled.”

“…Hi Abi! I’m just. Really happy is all.”

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Hi jade I’m the anon that asked about the non zombie au Steve blurbs! I just thought of a story idea: Steve with a gf that’s recovering from ED?

hi babe!! hope this is ok<3 fem!reader

cw implied eating disorder recovery

"Ready?" Steve asks. 

You lean back in his bed and cross your arms over your tummy. "No… are you sure we have to go? I'd way rather stay and watch a movie here. Please?" 

"Please," he says back. "I really wanna see this one, he's, like, a tomb raider."

"You realise there were two movies before this one, right?"

"Yeah, but I didn't know you knew that. I think you'll like it too, babe. You think that Ford guy is handsome." 

"I think you're handsome, and I can see you right here." 

Steve takes his jacket off. As soon as he does you feel awful, throwing your legs over the side of the bed to stop him undressing further. "I'm kidding. I'll go. Come on, you're right, Harrison Ford is really handsome." 

"Are you sure?" he asks, jacket held in his hands loosely. "I know you haven't been feeling the best, so if you don't wanna go, it's fine. We can go later in the week." 

"I– I don't wanna–" You hate stammering around him, but admitting how you feel about this carries an awkward weight. A fettering kind of shame. "We'll have, like, nachos and popcorn and stuff, and movie food is really–" 

"I get it," he says, nodding.

Steve puts the jacket down on his dresser and grabs your hand, pulling you back enough to sit with him again on the bed. Sheets crumple under your hands. You're in for a Harrington pep talk, you can tell. You need it so much you don't try to fight it.

"Stuff like that sets me off," you mumble, though he already knows, "and I've had a really good week this week, I don't wanna ruin it." 

"The week isn't ruined if you have a slip up, you know that," Steve says gently.

It's just hard. Even though he loves you. Even though he understands. It's raw to be seen at what you feel is your worst, while you trust Steve to be kind about it, because something tells you that your worst is the worst. You know you aren't lesser for having this problem, but knowing and feeling don't align when it comes to this. 

"I don't want to go somewhere that's going to make you feel shitty, though, seriously," he says, his arm slipping behind your back. He kisses your cheek, and speaks warmly in your ear, "if you don't feel like you can do it tonight, then you don't have to." 

"This is silly. I can't keep interrupting our lives because I'm worried about how eating butter is going to make me feel." 

Steve rubs your back. "Don't do that, honey. You don't have to make it smaller than it feels."

"Steve," you say quietly. 

"I know this isn't small for you. I promise it's not small for me, either, and it isn't disrupting my life. You getting better is a thousand times more important to me than seeing a movie, so if you feel like you can't be there, we won't go." 

"Are you sure?" you ask. 

Steve hugs you. "Yeah. Yeah, of course I am. I'm proud of you. Not everyone understands it, I know, 'n' I know that makes it harder, but I'm on your side." He pulls away to make sure he's said the right thing. 

You smile at him fondly, reaching up to brush rogue strands of hair off of his forehead.

"Let's stay here and have the dinner we planned," he says, nodding hopefully. 

You nod back. "Okay… Thanks, Stevie. I promise we'll see the movie soon." 

"That's alright. I don't like that you knew that guy's first name anyway. Can't have a movie star stealing my girl, I can't compete with that." 

You snort and flick his arm. He flicks you back. 

"You sweep him completely," you tell him. 

The total and inarguable truth. You don't need a movie star when you have him. Steve hugs you again, this time pushing you down into bed to rub his face against yours. "That's what I like hearing."

[canirove]

In The Name of Love | Chapter 24

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Masterlist

We are gonna have to cancel our weekend plans 😔

Why? What happened?

I've caught the worst cold known in human history

It can't be that bad, Val 😂😂

It is. I can't remember how it felt to breathe through my nose 😔

😂😂😂

Don't make fun of me, Pedro.  I'm sick 😭😭

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Do you want me to go and give you cuddles?

And risk getting you sick? No way

If I'm sick I can't play, and you always say that's good because without me Barça are shit and they lose all their games

Yes, that's true. But this cold is the worst thing ever and I don't want you having to suffer it too

Awww Val 🥺🥺🥺🥺

That's so nice of you

I am a nice woman

Sometimes you are, yes 😊

I always am nice, Pedro 😒

Beg to differ 😂

Idiot 😒

Still love you, tho 🤍

Try to fix it now 😒

Can I do anything to make you feel better? 

Stop calling me mean, for example 🙄

But I love it when you are mean 😏

You are so weird

Yet you love me 🥰

I sadly do, yes 🙄

Are you sure you are sick? You don't sound like it 😂 

🖕🏻

Unless being sick makes you be meaner

🖕🏻🖕🏻

Val, stop, you are turning me on 🥵

🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

🥵🥵🥵

Idiot 🙄

I'm stopping now, I promise 😂 

But if you miss me too much, remember you still have the blanket and the pillow with my face on them 

If you aren't already using them, of course 😏

🖕🏻

I love you, Val. Get well soon 🤍

Yeah, love you too 🙄

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Val, are you sure you are ok?" Silvia asks me.

"I am. I may not be able to breathe and all my joints hurt as if I've run a marathon, but I'm fine. Go and have fun."

"Ok… But if you start feeling worse, will you call someone?"

"I will, don't worry. Now leave" I say, moving my arm. Or trying to.

"Alright. Good."

"Silvia, go."

"I'm going, I'm going. I just hate seeing you like this."

"I'll survive. Now go."

"Ok. Try to rest, Val" she says, patting my head. "And maybe wash your hair."

"Yeah, yeah."

Five minutes later, someone rings the bell.

"Urgh" I groan, getting up from the sofa. "What did you forget now, Sil… Rosy!" I gasp when I see the person standing in front of me.

"Hello, Val" Pedri's mum smiles.

"What… what are you doing here?"

"I had plans to come visit next weekend, but Pedri told me you were sick, and I decided to come early and take care of you."

"That's… I mean…"

"He said you were struggling, that it was a really bad cold. When you are that sick you need to be pampered, and there is nothing like a mother for that. And since things with yours aren't the best right now…"

"Yeah…" 

"She'll come around, you'll see" Rosy smiles. "Anyway, can I come in?"

"Yes, of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Don't worry. This is for you" she says, showing me the huge bouquet of flowers she was carrying. "I guess you know who sent them."

"I do, yes" I chuckle.

"Who knew my son had such good taste, uh? He had never sent me flowers until he met you."

"Really?" 

"Yep. You've brought up the best in him, Val. I already told you."

"I… I…" I mumble, my cheeks on fire. Though maybe that's my fever coming back.

"Now, why don't you sit down while I put these on water? You need to rest."

"Yes, of course."

"I'm also going to make you some lunch, you've probably been eating really bad."

"There is no need, Rosy."

"I insist" she says. "I've come here to take care of you, and that includes feeding you. And I'm also going to make you some homemade remedies that I know will help with that cold."

"You are too kind" I say with a shy smile.

"Anything for you, Val" she replies, taking my hand on hers. "You are my son's girlfriend, the woman he loves the most. Well, the one he loves the most after me, of course" she laughs. "You are family."

"Thank you." Don't cry, Valeria. Don't cry.

"So go lay down on the sofa and don't worry about anything else, ok?"

"Ok" I nod.

"And oh, wait" she says, taking a box from the bag she is carrying. "He also gave me this for you. He said it would hopefully make you feel better."

"Thank you" I smile, taking it and sitting down while she starts rummaging around the kitchen.

The box is just one of the hundreds of Adidas boxes Pedri has around the house, but he's written my name on it and drawn hearts all around it. 

When I open it, it is full of my favourite chocolates and sweets. From kinder eggs to Mars bars and gummy bears. And under all that, there is a small photo album, P⁠♡V written on the cover. 

"So cheesy" I chuckle.

Inside it, on the first page, there is a note. 

You already know 14 is our number. And not because your team has 14 Champions League trophies. 14 is our number because that's the day we met. The day I met the woman of my dreams. And on this little album, I've put 14 of the many reasons why I love you and 14 photos of us together. From our first selfie together on my beach, that now is ours, to the last one the other day being silly when we were stuck in traffic. I hope they make you feel better and as if I'm there with you, taking care of you. My mum's cooking is good too, but nothing like your favourite kid 😉 Get well soon, Val. I love you 🤍

"Val, do you have a… Oh my God, Valeria. Are you ok? Why are you crying?" Rosy says, sitting next to me.

"Did you know that your son is the cutest human being the world has ever seen?"

"I knew he was cute, but that cute…" she laughs. "Did he make that for you?" she asks, nodding towards the photo album.

"He did. He put photos of us together and wrote under each one a reason why he loves me."

"Aww, that is cute. Very romantic."

"And cheesy" I chuckle. "But I love it. And him. I love him so much…"

"Oh, come here" Rosy says, hugging me while I start to cry. "He also loves you very much, you know?"

"That's what he says."

"And he doesn't lie. I'm his mother, I know him better than anyone. And I also know he couldn't have chosen a better person to spend his life with."

"Even if I'm older than him?" I say, moving to look at her.

"Even so" she replies, wiping away some of my tears. 

"I wish my mum would understand it the way you do. Because this is real. My feelings for Pedri are very real. You say I bring up the best in him, but he does the same with me. Never in my life have I felt more me than I do now, and it's all thanks to him. He has helped me find my true self, to be completely happy with who I am and my life. But my mum only sees the age gap and that he is a football player, though she didn't mind that when she thought I was dating Ferran. She doesn't see that I am the happiest I've ever been."

"But she will. She just needs time."

"That's what Pedri told me after that disaster of first lunch we had together, but... We've never had a good relationship, you know? I've always felt like she blames me for ruining her life."

"Oh, Val. Don't say that."

"But it's true. My dad left her the moment he found out she was pregnant and we've never heard about him again. She had to give up on her dreams and her career to raise me."

"And I'm sure that if I asked her, she would tell me that you've been the best thing that has ever happened to her and that she would do it all over again."

"I don't know…" I sigh.

"She would, Val. Because she's raised an amazing woman, one to be very proud of."

"You are gonna make me cry again" I chuckle.

"And I may cry with you too" Rosy laughs. "But you need to be patient with her, Val. You know this relationship isn't what people are used to."

"If I was dating a man 10 years older, they would not judge me this much."

"Oh, they would. But not for the same reasons."

"Yeah, true" I chuckle. 

"She'll come around. And if she doesn't, you know you will always have me."

"Thank you, Rosy" I sob.

"You're welcome" she says, hugging me again. "And since I'm gonna be something like your mother… You could do with a shower, Valeria."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Silvia said that I should probably wash my hair, but I've been feeling so poorly that…"

"It's ok, don't worry" Rosy chuckles. "I've smelt worse, I have two boys, remember? But why don't you shower while I finish making your lunch?"

"Yes, of course."

"Perfect" she smiles. "Also, do you have a squeezer? That's what I wanted to ask you earlier."

"Yes, on the cupboard on top of the fridge. We don't use it that much."

"Once you've tried my magical remedy for colds you will, you'll see" she winks, her gesture reminding me of Pedri. 

"Thank you, Rosy."

"What for?"

For coming today. For taking care of me. For raising that amazing son of yours. 

"Just… everything" I shrug.

"Well, you are very welcome" she smiles. "Now go shower."

"Yes, of course" I smile back before going into the bathroom. 

[lustemotions]

THE ONE WHERE REMUS FALLS…IN LOVE !

Where James has this bad habit of pulling a prank on Remus. This time, Remus is shoved against a very beautiful Slytherin boy he’d never seen before and instantly falls…in love with him.

Or, the one where Remus meets his soulmate thanks to James stupid behaviour. 

— Wolfstar. Slytherin!Sirius. 787 words. Credits at the end of the post.

"Ok Mr. Sarcastic, point taken," James said before gently pushing Remus’ shoulder, earning himself a huff from Remus.

“You better stop that now,” Remus warned.

“Stop what?” replied James, pushing Remus a bit harder, a playful smile on his lips.

James had been a nightmare for the last few months. After spending his fourth time at Remus’ village, James had seen one muggle boy pull an innocent prank where he shoved his friend against a girl, yelling “He likes you!” before he ran away.

After that, James had been restless, pulling the same prank on Remus every now and then.

Remus hated it. He was forced not only to apologise for his friend’s behaviour but also to try to explain to random people that he, in fact, did not like them.

It was especially uncomfortable when those random interactions ended with people actually trying to flirt with him.

“James. Don’t. Last time you shoved me against a poor first year and I stepped on their feet. Made them cry and all,” Remus scolded.

“Oh c’mon Moony,” James retorted.

“I said don’t,”

James snorted and nudged Remus, looking away and spotting a pair of boys chatting near the Potions classroom.

James saw the opportunity and when they were near enough, he gave Remus a hearty push, causing him to lose balance and fall right into one of the boy’s arms.

“He likes you!” James shouted, his voice echoing off the stone walls before darting away with laughter.

Remus let out a string of insults before straightening himself. His cheeks were flushed as he faced the boy, meeting an amused gaze looking back at him.

Remus felt at a loss for words, looking back at the most gorgeous boy he’d ever seen. He opened his mouth to apologise, only to be interrupted by the one that caught him.

“Well, I don’t know about you liking me, but I’m pretty sure you just fell for me, uh?”

I love you.

"I guess I did yes,” Remus laughed awkwardly at the joke, he bit his lip and looked at the second boy who looked bored by the whole situation. It was then where he finally saw the Slytherin ties on both of them, it made sense then how Remus didn’t know much about those boys.

“I’m Sirius Black,” said the first boy, darting his hand out as a greeting. Remus took it, losing himself in those gorgeous eyes for the second time.

Marry me.

“I’m Remus Lupin,” Remus almost whispered, shaking Sirius' hand, “I’m so sorry if I hurt you in any way.”

“No hurt done, always a pleasure to catch pretty boys like you,”

“Merlin,” a third voice interrupted them, Remus looked at the second boy who ignored him completely before talking to Sirius,

“I’ll save you a seat, be there before Slughorn gets in,” and with that, he disappeared into the classroom.

Remus and Sirius were left alone in the corridor, their eyes locked and Remus could feel his heart racing, unsure of what to say next.

Breaking the silence, Sirius flashed a confident grin, "Sorry about him, Regulus gets cranky easily," he said, stepping closer to Remus.

Remus chuckled nervously, feeling the tension between them palpable. "It's alright," he managed to reply, his voice slightly shaky.

As they fell into a quick silence, students began to file into the Potions classroom. Remus was a bit disappointed knowing that Sirius had to go away soon. The Slytherin boy looked inside the classroom, probably looking for the boy he was with. When he looked back at Remus, he had a cocky smile on.

"Alright, Remus Lupin," Sirius said, his gaze lingering on Remus for a moment longer. "I've got to go, but hopefully, I'll see more of you around," he added with a wink before disappearing behind the classroom door.

Remus stood there, watching as Sirius vanished from sight. He couldn't shake the feeling that something significant had just happened to him.

With a small greeting for the Potions teacher, he began to walk away towards his next class. He sat down next to James, who looked at him with a frown and asked what had happened to him.

“Prongs, I think for once, your childish behaviour was useful,” Remus said, dropping his head between his arms.

“What?”

With a sigh, Remus shook his head and ignored the few questions James asked him before their class started. His mind was still reeling from the encounter with Sirius.

I’m pretty sure you just fell for me, uh?

That he did, but Remus was a stubborn boy so he would not stop until that pretty boy was his.

I’m not saying you’re in love with me Sirius Black, but you’re going to.

tag: inspired by a tik tok, made by @lilyevansloml4

[neptune-lover]

Pregnant? Pt 2

hi guys welcome back this is part two to my pregnant series I'm working on a few ideas rn they are just in the starting phase but hopefully I can get those out and start a master list if the stories I plan to do anyways I hope you guys enjoy

Tag list @moxkindagirl

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex(this is through out the entire story btw and this will be multiple parts)

It was now 10 am both Y/n and Rhea never went back to sleep. Everyone was now awake in the house. Dominik decided to make strawberries and cream crepes as it's y/n's favorite breakfast to eat. She didn't feel sick the rest of the morning and because of it being smackdown tonight and it just so happened to be in the city where the couples home was they didn't have to travel far today which made Y/n very happy. All 5 of them were members of Judgement day but the group already knew Y/n wasn't scheduled to be on the show tonight so she called Hunter (triple H for those who don't know) and let him know she wouldn't be in the building as she didn't feel good. The others however all had either fights or promos to do so Rhea took the lead and called in reinforcement. Who was the reinforcement you may ask well it was three of Y/n's best friends in wwe who they knew weren't scheduled to be on tonight. They were Becky, Seth and Liv. All people who either helped train her or had been by her side dating back to her NTX days especially Becky and Liv they were her best friends and Seth decided to come with Becky to come help cheer Y/n up. "So how exactly did you feel last nigh" Liv asked curious as she had a cousin who was a nurse so she knew a bit about health and medical stuff. "Well it was kinda just out of the blue I woke up and felt super sick and like throwing up" Y/n said "Ok well have you felt like that at all the rest of the day" Becky now asked as the wheels in her brain started turning. Y/n replied "Nope I've actually felt fine the rest of the day just a but restless and sleep and haven't been tired since I woke up" "ok and remind me what time this was again" Seth now said now believing he was thinking the same as his wife. "Ok I get you guys are trying to help but what's with all the questions" Y/n asked slightly agitated now with all the questions. Becky replied "Well what's your description sounds like morning sickness which is common in pregnancy" "That's exactly what I was starting to think" Liv and Seth said at the same time. Seth chimed in again "I remember Becky struggled with that a decent amount when she was pregnant with Roux"." Wait so you guys think I'm pregnant " Y/n said in a shocked tone "Well I'm not saying you 100% are but it's possible especially if you guys have been having unprotected sex especially recently" Becky explained. Silence filled the room Liv was the one to break it "Do you have any tests here or do you need to buy one or two" "Two would be more ideal because it's better to do two than one I remember my first test was negative then I took another it was positive I went to the doctors later that day and turns out I was pregnant" Becky said. "I can go drive to a store real quick and pick up a two pack if you don't have any" Seth offered. "Well this was never expected this early so we don't have any so if you wouldn't mind running to grab some I would appreciate it" Y/n said in a hushed tone. "Ya I'll go run right now" and with that Seth left the three girls alone while he went to go buy some pregnant tests.

That's all for part 2 I hope you guys enjoyed and part 3 will be out soon beyyyy

[alicewritingstories]

Whumperless Whump Event: Scattered in the Mountains

@whumperless-whump-event

Fandom: Linked Universe

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Prompts for this chapter:

6: Panting

18: "It's just a nightmare. You're safe."

24: "Why did you think that was a good idea?!"

26: "You'll be okay, we can help."

28: "It's just me, go back to sleep."

Central characters: Warriors, Wind, and Four

***

It had only been an hour or so, but Warriors could already feel the pain in his wounded arm getting worse, throbbing in time with his heartbeat against Wind's leg where he held the boy on his back. Already, he felt tired, an ache running through his muscles far worse than he should have been feeling after such a short time. He let out a huff of breath, trying to ignore it. The knowledge that the infection was progressing so quickly was more worrying than the possibility that he was losing condition after only days out of standard military training.

On his back, Wind stirred and made an uncomfortable noise. When he didn't settle again, Warriors stopped and gently laid him down, on his side in case he started vomiting again.

Wind mumbled something, curling in on himself, and his eyes opened vaguely.

"It's just me," said Warriors softly, brushing the boy's bangs back from his face. "Go back to sleep."

Wind made another miserable groaning noise.

"Do you still feel sick?"

"N-no…"

"In pain?"

"Yeah… stomach…" Wind curled in on himself a little more with another groan. "How long…"

"We've only been walking for about an hour. I've seen no sign of civilization or of the others." Warriors sat back on his heels with a sigh. Carrying Wind in this condition would probably only cause him more pain. It seemed they were safe enough here for now and with nothing obvious to aim for there wasn't an obvious benefit to continuing immediately. "OK," he said, picking up Wind's bag and taking out his bedroll. He continued speaking as he laid it out and gently moved Wind onto it. "We're going to stay here for now. Hopefully you'll continue to recover and we can be on the way again soon."

"What… 'bout th' others?"

"We'll look for the others when you're feeling better. You're currently in no fit state to travel."

"I can…" Wind tried to struggle up, but Warriors gently stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "I'm not a baby," said Wind, though he stopped trying to fight. "'m not. I can…"

"You're sick and we're going to wait for you to recover," said Warriors. "Any unit must travel at the speed of the slowest. This isn't about your age, OK?" He could understand Wind's feelings - though a reasonable age for an ordinary soldier, he had been hurled to the front of the army before he was even twenty and had had plenty of experience with being treated like a child.

Wind's breath caught on a sob and he curled up again, panting as another wave of pain went through him. Warriors laid a blanket over him and once again brushed his hair back from his face.

"It's going to be OK," he said firmly. "You just worry about recovering. I'll look after you."

Wind nodded and curled up under the blanket, shivering and still panting for breath. Warriors patted his shoulder one more time and settled down next to him to keep watch.

He could ignore the throbbing in his infected arm for a little longer.

***

His arm could wait, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Wind's condition couldn't. They hadn't been waiting long when the boy suddenly thrashed against the blanket with a cry.

"Aryll!" he wailed, then clutched at his stomach with a sob. "No! Give her back!"

"Wind!" Warriors dropped to his knees beside him, laying a hand on his brow to feel for fever. No fever. In fact, he was worryingly cold.

Wind flailed at him, tears spilling from under his closed eyelids, and Warriors carefully deflected the blow, then shook Wind's shoulder. "Wind, it's OK. It's just a nightmare. You're safe."

Wind's eyes flew open and he jerked away from Warriors' grip, then curled up with a soft wail. "It hurts…" he groaned.

Warriors hissed out a breath between his teeth. This was getting worse. They couldn't continue to wait. Even though he didn't know how to even start finding help out here, they had to try.

"We're going to move on," he said. Gently, he wrapped Wind in the blankets and started to pick him up only to almost drop him again at a flare of pain in his arm.

"Time…" Wind's voice broke again. "'Rule… it hurts…"

Warriors winced, taking a few deep breaths to brace himself, then tried again, breathing through the pain. He'd had to work through pain before. He'd fought past wounds, burns, infection, broken bones and damaged joints… he could do this. He had a mission to fulfill: get Wind help. Nothing else mattered. His pain didn't matter.

With another breath, he started to walk.

~~~

As the sun rose enough to cast enough light to see, Four rubbed the grit of sleeplessness from his eyes and ate half of what little remained of the trail rations from his bag by way of breakfast. Then he eyed the injured ankle, still encased in his boot. He'd left it on, hoping that the compression and support would help and knowing that if he took his boot off he wouldn't be able to get it back on.

He tried to wriggle his toes and winced as pain lanced up his leg. He couldn't tell for himself whether the injury was a break or a sprain, but it didn't make a lot of difference right now. The best thing to do was probably to try to find the others and get help from Hyrule. Hopefully none of them had been hurt.

He was also curious about that wolf. It had led him to shelter and then disappeared, suggesting that it was not only intelligent but benign. However, he wasn't inclined to wait around and see if it came back and what its intentions were.

With a deep breath, he rolled to his knees and, leaning on his branch, pushed himself back to his feet. Another flash of sickening pain ran up his leg and he was still for a moment, breathing fast through his mouth, letting the pain wash over him. Gradually, it faded back to a manageable level - or he got used to it - and he straightened up again to look around. He'd come from the right, so he turned left and started to limp along the faint path.

The terrain grew increasingly rocky as he went, but the path continued, picking its way across the mountainside. Several times, he had to stop and look around, panting for breath, because he couldn't keep watch and walk at the same time. He was getting worried; the path was getting harder to follow and he was starting to think he might just be following an animal trail further into the wilderness. But there was little else he could do and at least it was taking a stable route across the slope, so he kept walking.

Everything was quiet until suddenly the peace was shattered by the rattling roar of rocks falling somewhere worryingly nearby. Four gasped, stumbled, and fell, barely catching himself on a rock. The noise continued for what felt like several minutes, then faded away again.

That was a rockslide on the slopes of this very mountain.

For a moment, Four was caught up in indecision. It was horribly likely that that slide had been triggered by something such as a lost hero searching for his companions. He knew the best thing to do was to get off this mountainside. He wanted to go and investigate. He knew that he was in no fit state to do anything and approaching would be dangerous.

But the sensible decision won out. If one of his friends had been caught up in that slide, there was nothing Four would be able to do for him with a possibly-broken ankle. He would just be risking becoming another casualty. The best thing to do was to keep walking, keep himself safe, and hopefully find some help.

He gritted his teeth, pulled himself back to his feet, and kept walking, though every step hurt even more than before. He kept his eyes on the ground, placing each step with wincing, agonizing care to avoid a stumble, focusing on that rather than wondering if one of his friends had indeed been caught in that landslide.

"Four!" The shout broke into his concentration and made him stumble, losing his footing and going to his knees with a yelp even as he reached for the hilt of his sword.

Only then did he recognise the voice.

"Legend?" He looked up and saw the familiar figure scrambling towards him along the rough path.

"Are you OK?" asked Legend, stumbling to a halt next to him and looking at the makeshift crutch. "How bad is it?"

"Ankle," grunted Four, hauling himself upright again. He nodded thanks as Legend slipped a hand under his elbow to help. "The portal opened on a slope and I fell down it. I don't know if it's broken or sprained. What happened to you?"

"Sky and I came through together. The feather-headed idiot was really sick and hiding it and he went downhill fast once we were through. I think he's recovering now, but he had a rough night. I was trying to find some water when I heard that landslide."

"Do you know anything about what happened to the others?" asked Four, starting to walk alongside Legend back in the direction he'd come from.

Legend shook his head. "Presumably split up like us, but if you came through on your own that's worrying." He glanced at Four's injured leg. "But if you can stay with Sky I can make more of a search."

Four nodded and went back to focussing on walking. It was a little easier now he had Legend's support and fortunately it wasn't too far before they reached the mouth of a small cave. Sky was lying on the floor just inside, covered with two bedrolls' worth of blankets. Four crouched next to him and tilted his head to look at his face. He was horribly pale, with dark shadows around his eyes, and his breathing sounded congested.

Legend winced. "I didn't want to leave him alone even for a minute, but we needed water." He set two water bottles on the ground by Sky.

"I'll stay with him," said Four, settling down on the floor by Sky's head. "You got and see if you can find help or any sign of the others."

"Thanks," said Legend with a sigh of relief. "I'll be back by nightfall even if I don't find anything."

Four nodded and leaned back against the wall, watching Legend hurry away up the path. Beside him, Sky slept on, his labored breathing the only sound apart from birdsong and the wind in the trees.

Then a thought occurred to Four and he groaned softly, muttering, "I forgot to tell him about the wolf."

Well, it couldn't be helped. He relaxed his head back against the wall again and laid his sword within reach, then settled down to wait.

~~~

Warriors was still walking, his teeth gritted, steeling his heart against the occasional pitiful whimpers from Wind. At least he was mostly still; carrying him with hot, aching pain crawling up his arm was hard enough without having to restrain movement as well.

Then he heard a twig crack somewhere up ahead and froze, the pain and growing exhaustion forgotten as he narrowed his eyes, looking around carefully and quickly planning the best way to get Wind to the ground and defend him if needed.

Then a hylian walked around a corner of the path up ahead. Warriors watched him carefully, only a little comforted by the fact that the noise hadn't been made by a monster. He'd had to fight too many of his fellow hylians to be complacent. This one was tall and muscled with strange black tattoos on his cheeks and forehead, a sword hilt visible past the fur pelt draped around his shoulders. A threat if he wanted to be.

However, the other man didn't seem inclined to be a threat; he stopped a few paces outside arm's reach, holding his hands out at his sides so they were visible but away from his sword.

"Howdy," he said. "Not many travelers this far up the mountain."

Warriors shook his head. "We got separated from our party and lost our way," he said.

The stranger looked at Wind with a small frown. "What happened?"

"A mistake - he ate a mushroom that turned out to be poison."

"You let your kid go foraging and eating what he found when you hadn't even taught him to tell the difference between good mushrooms and bad?" asked the stranger, judgment heavy in his tone. "Why did you think that was a good idea?"

Warriors gritted his teeth. At the very least, this person might be able to direct him to someone who would be helpful. "I told you, we're strangers in this area."

The man started to walk towards them, still looking mostly at Wind, but he paused as Warriors took a step back.

"Easy, I'm not going to hurt either of you," he said, his tone gentling a little. "Like I said, there aren't many travelers coming through here, but I'm here clearing monsters off the roads and making it a little safer. My name's Link."

At that, Warriors stared at him. Presumably, this was a new member of their Chain. "That's my name too," he said carefully, remembering how Time had introduced himself. "But call me Warriors."

"How about that?" said the new Link with an awkward laugh. "Well, since we share a name, how about you let me take a look at your kid? I know most of the mushrooms around here, so I can probably come up with an antidote."

Warriors looked at Wind again as the boy stirred and whimpered. There wasn't much choice. "Come on over," he said. "His name's Wind."

Link closed the distance in a couple of steps and felt Wind's brow, then bent to smell his breath. "Has he thrown up?"

"Several times. He was complaining of stomach pain."

"What did the mushroom look like?"

"Brown cap, pale gills. I'd have taken it for an edible variety myself until I smelt it."

Wind stirred again, his nose wrinkling in pain.

"Just relax, kid, you'll be OK," said Link. "We can help." He looked up and narrowed his eyes at Warriors. "Or at least I can; you don't look so good."

Warriors drew back before Link could try to feel his temperature. "I was wounded clearing a monster camp."

"And couldn't clean the wound out properly?" guessed Link. "I've been there." He stepped back and ran a hand through his hair. "Well… The good news is that I may have seen some traces of the rest of your party. If you come back to my hut I've got some medicines there and you can rest up while I go and check."

Every fiber of Warriors' being told him not to take himself and Wind into something that could so easily be a trap.

But the sick, throbbing pain was just getting worse and Wind let out a miserable little sob in his sleep and curled in on himself a little more.

He was going to have to at least try to trust this stranger who might also embody the soul of the hero.

He took a breath and nodded. "Thanks."

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Helloo!!

I saw your witchy s/o post while looking into the tmnt tag and I'm so freaking happy someone finally wrote for a reader that practices witchcraft!!!!

If it's alright with you, and if you accept asks (I tried to look for rules but so far saw what you don't write) could I have the tmnt bois (especially Leo) with a witchy s/o that works with deities and dragons?

If not then it's totally fine! Hopefully Tumblr doesn't eat my ask so have a good day!

abso-fucking-lutely!!!! this is so fun and as a folk practitioner who works with deities this is right up my ally. If it's ok with you, I'm not gonna include dragons as that's not a practice I'm familiar with and I wouldn't want to get anything wrong. But deities I can do! I'll switch up the deities each time so there's something new with each of these as well.

Leo

"Can't, sorry, Loki said the vibe is off" you begin to leave the room and Leo is just following you like "What vibe? Who's Loki? Why is he telling you no?"

you're shuffling tarot cards and the fool pops out so you say, looking up, "I get it babes, please don't interrupt my reading like that, though" and Leo is so confused like "I din't say anything" and you just say "Not you, Loki"

eventually he tries to play into it like "Would Loki be ok if we didn't smoke cleanse the house today?" and you're just like "...yeah, I guess. But if you start feeling ill soon you'll know it's because he's pissed at you"

Leo does start feeling sick so you tell him to make an offering

he's never felt more stupid that when he pours wine into a glass on your alter but he soon feels better again and it freaks him out that it worked

"So he's a trickster god?" lots of questions like this and each time you're just like "Yes, he's a trickster, no he isn't going to hurt me, yes he fucks with me sometimes but it's all in good faith"

Raph

You wake up from a really bad nightmare

"I thought your Goddess was supposed to have power over dreams?"

"She does, something must be wrong"

you look in your offering cup and the wine has fucking moulded

"ah shit, it's mouldy. Better get her a new one"

after that you have peaceful dreams

you come home with a bunch of white roses and Raph is all "are those for me?" and you politely have to let him down and tell him they're for Selene

any time Raph has a bad dream you joke that it's because he's fallen out of favour with the Goddess for how he's treated you

fast forward to a time you and him get in a big fight and he has the worst sleep/dreams of his life for a week straight.

he comes crawling back to you practically begging you for forgiveness.

Selene gets a big offering after that

Mikey

You're clearing a space in his room for your alter since the two of you moved in together

"I need a large space, Hades like a big alter"

"What's he compensating for?" Mikey jokes

and you just shoot him this look like "Don't fuck around when it comes to him"

not even 10 minutes later one of his drums breaks

you're just like "serves you right"

you come in one morning with a cup of coffee and Mikey gets all excited like he's about to get breakfast in bed and you have to tell him that it's for Hades who likes his coffee black.

kinda freaks Mikey out when you hold a funeral for each of the dead rats you find in the lair but you have to remind him "I'm a death witch and I worship the lord of the underworld. What else am I meant to do?"

Donnie

honestly he mostly just leaves you to it

he's pretty good with his hands so when you told him you worship Artemis he made a clay stature of her for your alter

you told him he'll be in her good books after that

that night Donnie caught 10 foot clan soldiers

"well, she is the Goddess of the hunt... I told you she was happy with you"

He really takes an interest in your devotional activities

always asking questions about why you do that or the significance of this

[might-as-well-make-nonsense]

Sometimes the Best Medicine is Love

A Sokeefe sickfic (Mostly fluff, tiny bit angst) Please repost w/credit.

Disclaimer: I own neither the franchise nor any of these characters.

Sophie was concerned.

If there ever was a sign that something was wrong, it was a silent Keefe. With everything that had been going on lately, she wasn't surprised, but still, it was worrying. Was he ok? Was his father being a jerk, as usual? Was he upset with her? She reached over to where he was sitting at the lunch table and gently flicked his arm.

"You ok?" She mouthed when he glanced up.

He nodded, then plopped his head back down to his folded arms on the table, his blond hair gently flopping to the side of his forehead.

She frowned. Something must really be the matter for him to not even bother with a quip of some kind. Oh well. Better to give him some space and just keep an eye out - she knew well how stubborn he could be.

She rubbed his arm in a (hopefully) comforting gesture, whispered a quiet "see you," and moved on to her next class, glancing back and biting her lip. He'll talk to me when he feels ready, she thought. Hopefully that's sooner than later.

As Sophie left, Keefe completely slumped onto the table, all pretense gone.

He felt awful.

Really awful.

Not only had he barely said a word to his girlfriend - is that what they were? - all day, his head also wouldn't stop pounding, his nose was running, and his throat felt like he was swallowing rocks. He wanted to sleep so badly. It was better this way, though; his father would have confined him to his bed and insisted on "taking care of him" in that stuffy, formal way of his that only included bringing him a glass of water every so often and pretending to care about how he felt. 

Best to just suck it up, get through the day, and maybe find someplace to camp out until he felt a little better.

Although, the way he was feeling, who knew how long that would be.

He jerked forward with a sudden sneeze, banging his head on the table. Hard. Ugh. 

He dragged himself out of his seat, rubbing his forehead, and started the long trudge to his class - way too late. Now, he'd probably have detention to deal with. It's going to be a very long day, Keefe thought.

Sophie lept home after school, her mind still fixated on Keefe. She was a habitual worrier, after all they had been through - and were going through - ever since she had arrived in the Lost Cities. As she walked into the dining room, she made up her mind. She would pay Keefe a visit, just to make sure. He'd understand. 

She zipped into her bedroom to change out of her school clothes, throwing on a new tunic and leggings in record time, then dashed out to the backyard.

"Edaline, I'm going to Candleshade to check on Keefe," she called as she ran past the pastures. "I'll be back soon!"

She opened a rift, closed her eyes, and ran into the void.

Meanwhile, Keefe flopped on his bed, just praying his father would leave him alone. Hopefully, he could remain uninterrupted long enough to sleep off whatever this was. Then someone knocked on the door. He groaned, sniffling, and draped an arm over his eyes. Never a moment of peace when I need one, Keefe thought, letting out a little whine.

"Keefe," came his father's incredibly annoying, posh voice. "Sophie Foster is here to see you."

His head jerked up. Sophie? Why on earth would she be visiting him after the way he'd practically ignored her earlier? He lept off the bed, blinking hard, straightening his wrinkled tunic and running his hand through his sweaty curls. Oh, god. She can't see me like this, Keefe panicked.

He opened his door, trying to feign alertness.

"Hey, Foster," he muttered. "What's up?"

She didn't say anything, just walked inside and closed the door.

"Keefe, what's going on? You've been acting strange all day, and I want to make sure you're ok. Really ok," she amended before he could interject.

He took a second, seemingly trying to decide what to tell her, before apparently giving in. "Don't feel good," he croaked, sitting back on his bed and directing a pathetic sneeze into his wrist.

She watched the facade drop before her eyes, and the confident "Hunkyhair" she was so accustomed to dissolved into a lanky, pale, shivering boy. Poor Keefe.

She noticed, now, his bright, glassy blue eyes, and the sweat beading on his forehead - he must have a pretty high fever. She reached out and gently brushed his damp curls away, laying a hand on the blond boy's forehead and quickly withdrawing it at the heat.

"Keefe! I'm bringing you to Elwin right now. You can't stay here like this," Sophie decided. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Just didn't," he mumbled, coughing. "I was tired, and my throat hurt, and I didn't want word getting back to my dad. He's even more annoying when I'm sick." He mustered a weak grin at that, showing his exhaustion. Even sick, though, he could never pass up an opportunity to bash his lousy excuse for a father, Lord Cassius.

Sophie hummed in agreement. She knew Keefe didn't have a good relationship with his father, which made all the more excuse to take him to Elwin. Elwin had a certain way with Keefe, a gentleness and concern that his father lacked. And he really could use some gentle concern right about now.

She opened the window in Keefe's bedroom, crawling out first and dropping to the ground, then gently helping the sick boy out of the window. He was shivering too hard to stand, so she managed to hoist him onto her back and, once more, ran into the void as Keefe passed out, lulled to sleep by the combination of exhaustion, fever, and Sophie's warmth seeping into his own tired, freezing body.

He awoke in the Healing Center, with Elwin standing over him and flashing various glowing lights around his body and frowning.

"Hi," Keefe croaked, sitting up slowly and blinking hard. He suddenly snapped forward with a harsh sneeze, managing to catch it in his hands. "...Ugh." He groaned, sniffling and rubbing his hands on his tunic. "Gross." 

Sophie winced but said nothing, sitting on the edge of the bed. 

“How are you feeling?” Sophie asked gently, brushing his curls away from his face. 

“Eh. Could be better,” he mumbled, giving her a wry grin. It was the truth, after all. He still felt pretty awful, but both getting out of Candleshade and whatever Elwin had been doing seemed to have helped some. 

He coughed, then looked at Elwin. “What are you thinking?”

Elwin pushed his goggles onto his head and sighed. “Keefe, you have quite the knack for getting yourself into trouble, one way or another.” He chuckled. “This time, however, it’s thankfully not too serious. Some kind of flu, but I’d like to keep you here for a few days, if you don’t mind?” Elwin met Keefe’s eyes, waiting for his answer.

Keefe knew that, like it or not, he’d end up staying anyway - Sophie would make sure of that. However, he actually found himself wanting to stay. Anything was better than Candleshade, especially feeling like this. He nodded, then sneezed again. Ow.

“Wonderful! Stay here, and I’ll go get some elixirs for you to take. I’ll be back in a moment.” Elwin dashed back to his office, leaving the two alone.

Sophie watched Elwin leave, then looked back at Keefe. He had sunk back into the pillows, apparently relaxing now that his fate for the next few days was decided.

“Promise you’ll tell me next time?” Sophie asked, meeting Keefe’s tired blue eyes. “You had me worried for a bit there. You were out for a while.” She smiled softly.

Keefe grinned. “Best sleep I’ve had in a while.”

Sophie laughed, then raised an eyebrow. “But do you promise?”

Keefe sighed, which quickly turned into a short coughing fit. When he could breathe again, he smiled weakly and shrugged. “Yeah, I promise.”

“Good.” Sophie kissed his forehead. 

“Stay with me?” Keefe whined.

Sophie glanced over at Elwin’s office door, but saw no sign of him coming back soon.

“Of course,” she agreed, snuggling in next to him on the bed and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. 

Keefe melted into her warmth, and his eyes turned heavy as he burrowed into her touch, sleep quickly claiming his exhausted body. Sophie smiled, laying her head on top of his and stroking his damp curls. She, too, closed her eyes, and all the stress of the day melted, pulling her, too, down into sleep. 

Elwin walked back into the room just then with the elixirs, but stopped quickly when he saw the sleeping pair. He smiled and grabbed an extra blanket, draping it over Keefe and Sophie. 

Sometimes the best medicine is love, isn’t it?

[lucy90712]

Road to recovery- Part 9

masterlist As Pablo was looking in my eyes I could feel butterflies in my stomach. He really makes me feel things I've never felt before. I've had stupid crushes on guys before but what I feel for Pablo is different I have real feelings for him. In that moment I just wanted to let all of my feelings out and deal with the consequences later but before I could the sensible side of my brain kicked in and told me not to do that as it was just an objectively bad idea. Eventually Pablo broke the eye contact so to help stop myself from saying something I'll regret I went right back to leaning my head on his shoulder. Unlike last time Pablo tensed up when my head rested against him so I moved slightly thinking I was hurting him but when I did he was just as tense so I stopped resting against him all together. 

I nearly started crying again thinking that there's no way he feels the same way I do. He was happy to comfort me but after that he didn't want me touching him anymore which hurt because it's so unlike Pablo. The whole time we've known each other he's been more than ok with physical contact between us but all of the sudden it seems like he doesn't want me near him. Maybe he can sense that I have feelings for him and he wants to distance himself as he doesn't feel the same way. The thought that this might be the beginning of him distancing himself from me really hurt; as much as the last few days have been difficult overall Pablo has made my life so much better and with him I've been so much happier so to be without him is really going to take a toll on me.

The longer we sat just in silence the more I felt like I had to get out of there. Something has changed between us and I don't think I like it and I definitely don't want to deal with it especially not right now. I could feel tears brimming at the edge of my eyes and I can't cry in front of Pablo again as he'll ask what's wrong and I can't tell him that I'm upset because he doesn't feel the same way I do. After some thinking I knew the best thing was for me to go home as then I can get some sleep and wake up in the morning hopefully less emotional so I can't think properly about everything that's happened today and what's best for me going forward. I wanted to text my brother to come and get me but my phone was in my bag which is by the door where I left it when I first arrived. After some internal debating I got myself up and went to make my way to get my phone as I really do need to get out of here for my own sanity. 

"Where are you going?" Pablo asked 

"To get my phone it's in my bag" I said 

"Is everything ok?" He asked 

"Yeah I'm just going to text my brother to come and get me" I said not having the energy to lie 

"Wait come back" he said taking me by surprise 

"God I don't even know how to say this" he muttered 

Hearing that made me panic was he really about to tell me that it's best if we spend some time apart or that we not be friends anymore. I was hoping if this was going to happen it could at least happen over time like a slow ghost sort of situation but I guess not. 

"It's ok I get it I'll just text my brother and he'll be here soon" I said not wanting to hear the words come from his mouth 

"No you don't get it I have feelings for you Lola like real feelings beyond what friends should feel for each other" he admitted 

It was a good thing that he got me to sit back down as I think I would've fainted if he said that when I was stood up. As it is my brain is already struggling to process what has just happened I really didn't expect Pablo to say he had feelings for me but deep down it's what I have been hoping to hear for weeks. While I was processing everything and letting it all sink in I couldn't help but let a smile creep onto my face as it felt like such a relief to know that I'm not the only one who's developed feelings between us. Just as I was about to say something I looked up and noticed that Pablo looked so anxious which made me realised that I'd spent quite a while thinking and he was probably dying inside.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that I've ruined everything I get if you still want to leave and probably never see me again" Pablo rambled 

"Stop you haven't ruined anything I have feelings for you too you just took me by surprise I promise I feel exactly the same I can't put it into words but I feel something special for you" I interrupted him 

"Oh thank god I thought I'd ruined everything" he said 

We then fell into silence again. Neither of us knew what to do or what to say next. Clearly we both lack experience in admitting our feelings for someone as after getting that weight of our chests we didn't know what's supposed to happen next. I suppose things will never be the same as they were before now but I don't really know what this means for the future as right now we are just friends who have feelings for each other but we can't stay that way forever. I imagine the next logical step is to explore our feelings for each other by maybe going on a date but I feel like we spend so much time together that a date won't feel any different especially as there's no way we can go out anywhere together. 

No one tells you what to do when you finally admit that you have feelings for someone you're just supposed to know I guess. I suppose for other people it's different me and Pablo don't exactly have a normal relationship so things are different for us. We can't go out and get coffee or dinner together as I think we might break the internet and definitely my phone as it's just been hanging in there after we were seen at the game together. Going somewhere is what most people do for a first date so you can get to know the person you are going out with on a different level but Pablo and I already know so much about each other and have seen each other at our worst. The other option is something chill like a movie night but we do that together all the time as we have nothing else to do so how do you make that feel like a date and not just like we are hanging out like we would do any other day. There's also the worry of us not being compatible as a couple but I don't even want to think about that right now. 

"So what do we do now?" I asked 

"I want to have a proper date with you and I know we can't go out anywhere so would you want to come here and I'll set something up" he said 

"I'd love that" I replied 

"I know it won't be much different to what we do now but I'll try and make it special plus if we call it a date it will feel more like a date right" he laughed 

"I always think you have to say it to believe it" I joked 

"You best be ready it's going to be the best non date date you will have ever been on" he smiled 

"Oh wow I better prepare myself then" I laughed 

He told me to come over next Saturday and just so I don't forget that it's a date he set up an event in my calendar to remind me which he titles best date ever. As much as it won't be much different to what we do whenever we see each other the fact that Pablo is already trying to hard to make it special makes me excited to see where this all goes. 

[thai-with-booty]

Update - I am still at jibs home, been nice in a way to get away from my home life but does feel a bit like I gone from one madness to another. My neighbour messaged asking when I'm back, guess he hasn't had his dick sucked well for a couple of weeks and is missing it lol. I am meant to fly on the 2nd of January and I don't really see the need to hang around here causing more trouble. The time so far has been nice with Emil, there has been a lot of chatting and catching up as well as sex, I kinda wish I handnt started the whole thing with Oliver, it's causing me to be quite anxious.

So Friday night me and jib met some other friends and had a girls night out, it was great fun, I hadn't been out partying like that for ages and was nice, no men around for a bit and can relax and drink, drink too much, was calm at first but then start mixing drinks and doing shots. Me and jib get a taxi home, I help her to her room and she's pretty much passed out, she's still wear her dress and just laid on her back sleeping, I go to my room and get into bed with Emil, he's sleeping already. I got a message on my phone from Oliver, he wanted me to come down, I was tired and drunk and didn't want to, so first time I said no, there was a bit of back and forth and ultimately he sends me a really long message which was quite mean, even if it was true at parts. I get he was frustrated but writing a message like that was hardly going to get me to come down to him. Luckily for me I cuddled up to Emil and missed him lightly on the face, he wake and responded and we started kissing and leading into sex, we had sex and it felt better than usual, I think it was the alcohol and feeling shit with Oliver then being made to feel wanted. After he came I kept kissing him and basically in the moment I asked him to date me, looking back it was bad timing and not a conversation for then, he was saying not to discuss it now but I took it badly and know I was being dramatic, but I cried, and left him. He didn't bother to come after me, it was probably better, fortunately too Oliver wasn't around, that would have made it worse. I dramatically packed all my stuff and was sure I was leaving the next morning, I was feeling terrible about Oliver and now about Emil, I wasn't to get out. It took me a while to calm down but with my suitcase packed at the foot of my bed I fell asleep.

I woke Saturday morning to Emil bringing me some juice, he came to apologise, I did the whole feeling stupid, we talked and basically made up, we won't be dating, he still lives in Denmark being the main thing, but also he's studying and needs to focus on that and has a gf, though he doesn't mention her with me. We had sex, I felt ok at the time, I think I was still drunk, he left and I slept a little longer before waking with a hangover that pretty much wiped out all of Saturday. I kinda needed a day with nothing.

Oliver didn't really speak to me, though I was not around much during the day, he was watching football in the evening but I didn't go near, I stayed with Emil. I can't help but feel something is going to happen with Oliver, but hopefully he can just stew on it and I'll be gone soon. Jib and Oliver are hosting a big new year's party that they do every year, hopefully I can get a little lost in the crowd.

[vorish-wonderland]

If you still do requests, can you do fearplay/safe Vore with Floyd? And threats of digestion (Same size too, please?)

Basically Floyd and the prefect playing hide and seek, Floyd being the seeker and prefect hiding. It’s after school, late at night and Floyd was wandering around the school cause he was hungry and wanted to find something to eat. Just so happens, prefects in there too. And he asks if they want to play a game. If they lose, he eats them. If they win, he lets them go and finds someone/something else. And they lose. But, they don’t know he doesn’t plan on digesting them, just pretending that he will. He plans to let them out soon enough.

Includes: see the ask above :)

★✦Laws Of The Land (But Not This One!)✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

You were at school, late at night. Apparently, Grim forgot something in the cafeteria and refused to tell you until now. So now it's almost midnight and you're in the school building.

"Ugh.. what did he even forget??" You sigh to yourself.

Do you know what you absolutely do NOT want to hear at nearly midnight while in a practically abandoned school cafeteria?

"Ahhh~! Heeeeeeeya, Shrimpy~! What are you doing here so late at night~?"

...

Oh no.

You stayed very still. Maybe if you stay still and don't acknowledge him, he'll just go away.

"Hahhh? Why're ya standing so still?? Don'tcha know a predator might ecide you look like a tasty little snack if you stand too still~?" Floyd placed his hands on your shoulders. "Aaaaaaanyways, why are you here at this hour? You searchin' for a midnight snack too?"

"No, um... a-apparently Grim left something here earlier." You said.

"Nnn... it'd be more fun if I were huntin' for a snack like back home..." Floyd whispered to himself, before turning you around to face him. "Hey hey Shrimpy~!! I have a fun idea!"

You were already getting a bad feeling about this.

"...yeah...?" You cautiously asked.

"What if... we played a fun little game!!"

"...a game?"

"Uh huh!! A game of hide and seek!! You hide, and I try to find you! If I win, then..." He flashed a toothy grin as he stared down at you. "I get to eat you."

"W-what the-?!"

"But, if you win, then I'll let you go and I'll find something else to eat! ...or maybe someone else, ehe~"

"WHA- ARE YOU INSANE?! I-I'M NOT LETTING YOU EAT ME!!" You yell out in shock and disgust.

"Nah, I'm just... opportunistic! Ya kinda gotta be to survive in this world!" Floyd says with a big smile. "Now go on, go on! Run away and hide!"

Ok, you have to find a REALLY good hiding spot then!

You find a spot that Floyd hopefully won't find you in... emphasis on hopefully...

"...ready or not, here I come~!"

At least he won't be able to see you...! That's gotta be good enough, right??

You can see him walking.

He suddenly stops.

And then he starts walking towards you.

WELP TURNS OUT YOU DIDN'T PICK A GOOD ENOUGH HIDING SPOT!

Floyd approaches your hiding spot, and opens the small doors.

"Foooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuund yooooooooouuuu~~!" Floyd excitedly said. "Ehe, you're wonderin' how I found you soooooo easily, right, Shrimpy~?" He points to his nose. "Us morays have a really good sense of smell~! It was a bit harder than usual, since you hid yourself in the spice cabinet... but that just means you're gonna taste even better now!"

"I... I-I'm not letting you eat me, Floyd-!"

"Yes you are!"

Floyd pulled you out of the cabinet and shoved your head into his mouth. He swallowed your head, completely terrifying you. No, no this is just a nightmare, it has to be, right-?!

Floyd placed a hand on his stomach while he swallowed you. He was absolutely making a show out of how much he enjoyed it... he was making these weird little happy inhuman noises.

It's so hot, and tight, and scary, and there's not much air, you feel like you're about to pass out...

...

And that's exactly what you did.

You woke up to someone tapping you over and over and over.

"Shriiiiiimpyyyyyyyy!! Wakey wakey, I wanna play with you while I still caaaaaaaaaan!!"

You slowly wake up and remember where you are.

Floyd smiles softly to himself as you start to panic.

He's obviously going to make absolutely sure you're safe, but he's definitely going to have fun scaring you in the meantime...

[bomikalover]

Scrapped Fanfic me and my friend Lee made called "Puree Passion." Wrote 3 chapters and decided to post one of them lol. LMK if you want the other two and I'll gladly post them! K Bye!

Chapter 1: Le début

It was a bright and breezy day on a regular Sunday afternoon at the beginning of summer. Bose walks into Man’s Nest with a grin on his face and a pep in his step. He was so joyful today, and no one knew why, which is one of the many mysteries of Bose O’Brien. The others sat on the Man Couch, curious as to why the young boy was so happy today.

“Someone’s feeling cheery!” Mika teased.

“It's disgusting.” Chapa sneered.

“Let the boy be happy!” Miles defended.

“So are you guys gonna ask me or what?” Bose questioned.

Bose joins the others on the couch.

“Do we have to-”

“What got your spirits so high?” Miles asked while cutting off Chapa.

“Ok, since you guys are dying to know…I got a summer job!” Bose exclaimed.

Chapa gave him a semi-smirk of pride, Miles applauded while cheering him on, and Mika flung out of her seat, jumping for joy, almost sonic screaming out of excitement. The others looked at Mika with confusion. You would have thought she was getting the job.

“Sorrieee, I’m just excited.” Mika says sheepishly while sitting back down.

Chapa leans over to Miles, whispering. “Some of us more than others.”

Miles cackles like a witch as Mika continues the conversation.

“Anyways, where are you working?”

“That's the best part! It's Hip Hop Paris!”

Mika’s smile faded. She must have been hearing things.

“Do you mean Hip Hop Puree?” Mika questioned.

“No. I mean Hip Hop Paris; Becky recommended it to me.” Bose answered.

“Becky? You mean Becky Butler? The Becky Butt!” Mika stressed.

“I thought she moved away?” Miles questioned.

“She did…to Paris!” Bose replied.

Mika sighs while rolling her eyes. It was already bad enough that he was going away to Paris for the summer, but he would be working with Becky. They all knew Becky was bad news…at least Mika did. She couldn't comprehend why Bose would ever listen to Becky…like it’s Becky.

“Not that I care, but why can't you work here in Swellview? You know at Hip Hop Puree?” Chapa asked.

“Well, Hip Hop Paris pays way more than Hip Hop Puree, and now that I'm getting older, I decided that I wanted to be more independent. All I know is Swellview, and this might be my one opportunity to get out of here.” Bose explained.

The others knew what Bose meant. Out of all of them, Bose will be the one stuck behind fighting crime with Ray. Not that being stuck with Ray is the worst thing in the world, but there are always better opportunities out there. Miles could sense the heavy vibe surrounding this conversation.

“Well, I'm happy for you. Hopefully, this is a small stop on your path to greatness.” Miles said.

“Yea dude, that's sick.” Chapa praises.

Bose smiles at his friend's support, but he looks over at Mika as her opinion means the most.

“So Mika, what do you think?”

Mika looks up at Bose, breaking out of her gaze. She plasters on a fake smile.

“Yeah, it's great.” Mika lied while nervously giggling.

Bose sensed something was off with her but brushed it off as he didn't want to upset her. Mika wasn’t just upset. She was confused, sad, and most anxious. Bose was going to work with her academic rival for an entire summer in the city of love. Yeah, no biggie.

“I’m so happy you guys are so cool with this, especially since I leave tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow!” The group screams.

Bose jumps back in his seat, not expecting such a big reaction.

“Well yeah. We’ve already gone through the first day of summer, so if I want to have a good head start, I need to leave for Paris tomorrow. I’m sorry, I didn’t know I would leave so soon either.” Bose explained.

The silence drew over the group. How could you be happy for your best friend but sad for yourself? Since they were 12 years old, this quartet is all they've known, and they wanted to keep it that way. But the other three knew that this would be good for Bose, even if it sucked for them. Chapa wasn't one to openly feel for people, but Bose was like a little brother to her. He drives her insane sometimes, but she would kill for him. She knew Bose could protect himself, but he was too nice to even hurt the meanest of people, besides villains, of course. So she always did it for him, not realizing how self-dependent Bose became because of it. Miles didn't like the thought of losing their best friend for a summer, but they knew they couldn't interfere with their friend’s path. If his path went to Paris, unfortunately, they couldn't stop him. Mika felt defeated. She’s losing her honey for an entire summer; even worse, he’ll be closer to Becky Butler. What if that vicious snake of a girl poisons her sweet Bosey with her malicious ways? Mika couldn't allow that to happen.

“Well, I'll gladly teleport you there.” Miles voiced.

“And we'll be there to send you off.” Chapa added.

“Yeah, we wouldn't let you go without saying goodbye.” Mika says while placing a hand on his arm.

Bose smiled as his friends were being really cool about this. It almost made him think that they were happy to see him go…but they still wanted him around, right? Bose was just overthinking; his friends were not his parents. They actually like having him around, unlike his parents, who don't even care if he moves to Paris for the rest of his life.

“Thanks, guys, you're the best. I'm going to go since I have to start packing, but I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” Bose said while leaving down the tube.

Once Bose was out of sight, Mika slouched into the Man Couch.

“What’s up with you?” Miles asked.

“Isn't it obvious? Mika’s loverboy is leaving her for some chick in Paris!” Chapa pointed out.

“Chapa, how many times do I have to tell you that I am not in love with Bose!”

“Yeah, okay.” Chapa said while getting up from the couch to grab a snack.

“Chapa!” Miles warned.

Chapa raised her hands in defense while leaving the room.

“I'm just looking out for Bose; I know Becky, and she's bad news!” Mika warns.

“You know 14-year-old Becky, the one that moved away and you haven't seen since freshman year. We're going to be juniors now; maybe she’s different.” Miles argued.

“Once a snake, always a snake.” Chapa says, walking in while munching on Choco Crocos.

“Whose side are you on?” Miles asked.

“Nobodies, that's the fun of it.” Chapa joked.

The twins roll their eyes at Chapa’s teasing manner. Chapa was the best at stirring the pot; she couldn't care enough to actually pick sides. Plus, someone always ends up hurt when you choose a side, so she never did. Plus, she thrives on making things harder for people.

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Bose packs in his room, and hears a knock on his door. It opens to Celia coming into his room.

“Oh hey, mom.”

“Bosey, what are you doing?”

“Packing?” The boy questioned as if it wasn't obvious.

“Yes, I see that. But why?” Celia questioned.

“I'm going to Paris, remember? I told you two weeks ago!”

“You did?”

“Mama, I literally told you about how Becky was helping me find a job, and of course, you weren't listening.” The boy complained.

“I was listening!” Celia argued.

“Oh really, where am I working?”

The mother was stumped. She was listening, but Genuine Moments was on, so she might have blocked Bose out just a little bit.

“Umm, a surgeon?”

“Really? A surgeon? At 16? I'm pretty sure that's illegal, mama.” The son stated.

“You got a driving license at 12, so anything is possible!” The mother debated.

Bose rolled his eyes in annoyance, an emotion he’s portrayed more as he got older and more aware of how irritating some people could be…including his mother. He loves her, but she could be a little dim sometimes, and that’s coming from Bose, of all people.

“Look Mom, I’m going to Paris to work at Hip Hop Paris with Becky for the summer, and I leave tomorrow. Whether you care or not.”

“I care, Bosey, I do.”

The boy scoffed as he went to his dresser to get more clothes. The mother knew she wasn’t the best parental figure, but she did love and care for her son. She just needed to show him that.

“Bose, sweetheart, I’m sorry for not listening to you, but trust me, I’m trying my hardest to be better. Because I love and care for you, you deserve to go to Paris and begin your journey of becoming an independent young adult.”

Bose smiled at his mother’s efforts. He knew she was trying her best, and he wasn’t always the perfect son either. The boy walks up to Celia, engulfing her in a hug. The mother hugged back. Her baby boy was growing up on her.

“You’re gonna do great, Bobo; I just know it. I’m gonna miss you, but I know you can handle yourself. Try not to get into too much trouble; I know your job is to save lives but think of this summer job as a vacation, ok?”

“I will, thanks Mom.”

And there’s her sweet Bosey. The duo breaks apart from their hug.

“You’re welcome. I have got to go with Vicey on some business trips, so I won’t be here to send you off. But I love you so much, Bobo, and be safe.”

“Of course, love you too.”

The mother places an arm on his head, caressing it before smiling and making her exit. Bose keeps packing his bags with a happy heart, knowing his friends and family are supporting him.

The next day came rather quickly as the kids already stood outside Swellview Airport to send Bose off. It was bittersweet, they didn’t want to see him go, but it was time for the baby bird to leave the nest.

“Thanks for coming guys.” Bose thanked.

“Of course.” Chapa said.

“We wouldn’t miss it.” Miles voiced.

Mika was relatively quiet for obvious reasons. She still wasn’t grasping the fact that Bose was actually leaving for Paris. She was more focused on figuring out a loophole that could keep him here, but she kept drawing blanks. She watched as he briefly talked with Chapa and Miles, hugging them separately before moving on to her. He stood before her, smiling gently, but his eyes spoke volumes. He was going to miss Mika the most, to no one’s surprise. Everyone knew how bad the duo suffered when being separated. During the Thousand Pranks War, Bose couldn’t help himself and snuck out to Mika even though their cities warred against each other. Mika being from the rival town and pranking Bose herself, should have been enough to push Bose away, but it didn’t. He stayed by her side. It was even worse when their moms kicked them out of Danger Force. He only saw Mika in school, which wasn’t much since their schedules differ and they both have extracurriculars. But even then, he sat with her every lunch, walked with Mika to her locker or class if he could, and even got to school extra early to spend time with her. He always made time for Mika. And Mika never shoos him away. So being countries apart might be challenging, but I doubt Bose O’Brien would let that get in his way of making time for Mika Macklin and staying by her side…whatever way he can.

“Hey.” Bose said.

“Hi.” Mika voiced.

They both had so much to say, too much, actually. Mika teared up, with Bose looking back with teary eyes as well. Mika wraps her arms around Bose’s torso, her head against his chest, and Bose’s arms around her shoulders. They would have had more time to depart if Miles could teleport them there, but of course, Becky got Bose a first-class flight there and will be waiting for him at the airport. Bose swayed them slowly, neither having the courage to let go. Their friends watching them felt for them, knowing how important they were to each other. Chapa looks at her still outdated phone, checking the time.

“Bose, you have to go now if you still want to catch your flight.” Chapa announced.

Bose went to let go, but Mika squeezed harder.

“Don’t let go, not yet.” Mika whispered.

“I wish I could hug you forever, but Chapa’s right. I got to go.”

The duo gradually loosened their embrace, Bose taking hold of Mika’s hand with his own.

“I’ll call you as soon as I get situated in Paris.”

Mika smiled, squeezing Bose’s hand right before he let go.

“Alright, I’ll see you guys.”

Bose grabbed his suitcases, giving one last look to his friends, Mika’s lasting the longest. Then he turns around, strolling towards the airport and farther away from his home. Chapa walked over to Mika, putting an arm over her shoulder. She knew her friend needed some comfort right now.