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Uh oh, no anons! I will ask this then with. My face. I've been doing reading on DID as it's incredibly interesting to me and I just. Like to learn more about what people can experience, and I've read about different types of alters. I see on your system blog that you have non-human alters, and I'm interested in how I would talk to them. Basically all that I read online is just "Ask them how they'd like to be treated" type of thing with most DID questions and I know you guys like to answer them but I still feel like a poor little sad thang coming to your doorstep with big sad wet eyes like "How do I talk to. Some of you." Sorry if it's an awkward question!
DJDJDJRK yeah we're thinking about giving anons back cuz we have a few friends who like to use it and we know people get nervous but ahh maybe keeping them off a little longer đđ
and genuinely we love hearing that!! like frfr to have people educating themselves and wanting to learn more is amazing and very helpful to systems and it just makes us happy in general đ
as for our headmates yall actually talk with some of them without even knowing fjdjr a few of our fictives are nonhuman, so ig just keep talking to thek how u do! but we think what you're actually referring to are the nonfictive, nonhumans and as sweet as it is to see you wanting to talk with them, its more likely none of yall will never talk to them, we only have two, echo and safety they're very cautious and reserved and dont front often, if at all, echo is our gatekeeper and safety is a prosecutor and mainly like to keep to our system than talking with anyone outside of it but its real sweet of u anyways!!
#echo is very protective and safety just hates people in general#theyre both some of the oldest in the system and are kinda just set in their ways#djdjd#but we really appreciate the attempt đ„ș#wood wide web#system stuff
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hey if ur a student at a college/university in the US and things on the administrative end seem to be running slow or hmmm, poorly: the answer is probably because (like in many, many industries) staffing shortages have been a problem in higher education since the start of the pandemic. part of this is because higher education generally pays less than the private sector with the tradeoff being better benefits but in the case of the university i work at, now that the pandemic is ""over"" (lmao) leadership has been extremely reluctant to let most staff work from home more than one day a week, if at all, and suddenly those benefits don't feel as worth it in favor of a job that 1) pays better 2) lets you work from home. it means that in some departments, people are quitting at a higher rate than they can train new people (and as anyone in higher ed will tell you, most jobs take about a year - a full admission cycle - to really learn). in the case of the department i currently work in, we had a complete turnover of academic advising staff, meaning that when myself & my coworkers started this summer, there was literally no one in our program left to pass on institutional knowledge. this unfortunately creates a cyclical problem where departments are constantly understaffed and overworked, and people are quitting because they're not being given very flexible work options and they're suffering from burnout. one of my coworkers just got saddled with another entire program's worth of work, because the coordinator running it left and they're still looking for someone new, and after a certain point, there simply are not enough hours in the day to get to everyone and everything in a timely manner
i see it happening all over the university i work at. this is by no means a problem unique to this school OR higher ed but if ur a college student and you interact with administrative staff at all: ask how theyre doing. maybe offer them a treat. they are probably dealing with more work than they can handle at the moment
#my students are all so patient and understanding and i appreciate them SO much#and i want them to succeed so bad đ„ș#brought to u by how overwhelmed i am reviewing all of my graduating seniors' transcripts#we have a new course management system and no one really knows their way around it yet#and its making tracking their academic progress accurately impossible iwthout sitting down with them to go over it#im like clothespinning my eyelids open to make sure i dont miss anything and they have the classes they need to graduate#breaking my own otherwise ironclad rules about not working a minute i'm not being paid because there is simply too much work#all of the shitposting lately is largely an attempt to stave off burnout thanks for ur patience x
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If you still want Astarion requests, Iâd love to see something with a Tav whoâs really nervous to let Astarion bite? đ„ș
Positively Starved (Astarion)
Pairing: Astarion x Reader [Baldur's Gate 3]
Summary: In spite of your nerves, you invite Astarion back for a bite; admiring the trust you've put in him, he promises to be gentle (Act 1 spoilers).
A/N I wrote this in under an hour as I wanted to play around with some requests! Let me know if you'd like to see more of these off-the-cuff oneshots! (Also, slight mention of blood in this one).
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"You can feed on me tonight... if you'd like."
The words sprung from your mouth. They lingered in the air, each syllable punctuating over and overâringing out through your shared connection.
You felt a cringe.
Where in the seven hells did that come from? Was one near-death encounter not enough?
Before you could attempt to splutter out any sort of explanation, you were met with Astarion's laugh. "How very generous, my dear! I was starting to wonder when you'd invite me back for a bite."
Blood pooled to your cheeks; you could feel itâsee it in the way his eyes turned them a similar, darker shade.
As you ruminated on his words, your heart hammered in your chest. The silence was palpable. But just as you were about to open your mouth to dismiss the idea completely, the man was roused into action.
"You know... I never expected you to be so eager," he finally said. Your embarassment swelled tenfold. "Tell you what, when the others have turned in for the night, I'll come to your bedroll."
Immediately, your breath caught in your throat. You glanced aroundâfar less subtly than you would have hoped. To anyone in earshot, it would have sounded like Astarion was propositioning you.
Well, he was, you quickly realised. Just for blood over sex.
"Rightâokay," you stammered back. You hated how weak your voice sounded, so you took a moment to make it stronger. "Come find me later then," you told him, before returning to sifting through your supplies.
You tried to calm your nerves, but as you turned to leave, you did not miss the way Astarion's fangs poked through his grin, nor how his eyes trailed your neck. Your legs almost buckled.
â€ââââââââââââ„ â€ââââââââââââ„
As night fell, you found yourself, and your bedroll, tucked away in a small stone outhouse on the edge of camp. You'd discovered it earlier in the day, when looting storage boxes for odds and sods. It was cold, and dampâbut at least it wasn't dark.
Amber glow lit up the space; you'd illuminated it with a few low-wicked candles as you waited for Astarion. In this warm light, you tried to make yourself comfortable on your bedroll.
"Setting the mood are we?"
Astarion's voice echoed through the outhouse. Although you tried not to acknowledge it, your heart immediately quickened in responseâas did your mind race.
Your eyes followed him as he came inside, closing the old oak door behind him. "I must admit, I didn't expect this..." He waved a hand before him, inspecting the dripping candles, and your poor attempts at cleaning the place up.
"How come?" you asked.
His smile sent a shiver down your spine. "Well, aside from me getting a tad carried away the first time we did this... I could also feel your thoughts."
Even in the dim light, you could see his half-lidded expression, as though he was reliving the moment behind tired eyes.
He went on, "Excitement, yes, my dear. But also flighty as a bird."
Your brows furrowed. Part of you felt indignant, craved to prove him wrong by baring your neck without an ounce of apprehension. The other part wondered how he already knew you so well.
You tried to muster a reply, but it was Astarion who spoke first. "As much as I appreciate the offer, you don't have to do this, you know."
In that moment, everything seemed to still. You could only imagine the state of disbelief painted on your face. Throughout your time together, that must have been the most selflessness Astarion had ever strewn into a sentence.
But now was not the time to comment on it.
"I know," you said instead. "And I won't lie to you. I'm not sure exactly why I sought you out."
You sat up and reached for Astarion's hand. Something flashed over his face, but even so, he allowed you to guide him down to your bedroll.
"Perhaps you were right. Perhaps there is a spark of curiosity in meâexcitement, even." His eyes widened, set alight by your confession. "Or maybe, and I know you won't like it..."
With a raised brow, he coaxed you, "Go on."
"When you told me about Cazadorâ" You paused for Astarion scowl, watching the lines materialise on his porcelain skin. "Well, I just thought how horrible it must have been to be constantly..." You sought out the word. "Hungry."
Astarion's lips parted ever so slightly.
Are you hungry? You shared the thought with him.
"Positively starved," came the reply.
Then he leaned in, casting shadows over your candle-lit skin. To any onlooker it might appear he was preparing for a kiss. But you weren't that naive.
"Notâ" Your hand found his chest, the exposed skin peeking out of his shirt collar. "Not too much," you whispered.
Your eyes caught his in a silent plea. Astarion answered by taking your hand and pressing it into your bedroll. "No need to worry, my dear," he said, hot against your ear. "I promise to be gentle."
Your breath hitched. That wasn't the first time you'd heard those words spill from his pretty lips; you just hoped he'd be true to his word on this occasion.
You kept your eyes tightly shut as Astarion found your neck. As his fangs scraped your skin, you took a fistful of his hair between your fingers.
He bit down.
You tried not to cry out. The sensation was one you could hardly describe: a sharp sting followed by... euphoria?
No that wasn't right.
But all you could confidently say was that Asatrion's body lay hot over yours, and his lips were soft, but not quite as gentle as promised.
As he drank from you, you saw stars behind your eyes.
Your body thrummed as he suckled on the tender skin of your neck. The sounds he made were nothing short of sinful; they elicited a strained sort of moan from behind your own lips.
You felt Astarion's hand tighten over yours. He took more from you, worrying your skin between his teeth, coaxing more of your gasps to surface.
Pleasure mingled with pain coursed through your shared connectionâa deep longing on either end. You cried out, and quickly, Astarion pulled away.
Feeling the loss of warmth, you opened your eyes. You were dazed, but even then, you noticed his cherry-red lips, tinted with your blood.
You blinked, trying to rid your vision of its blurred edges.
"Are you alright, my dear?" Astarion asked. He sat up immediately, inspecting your neck and overall complexion. "You're looking a little... flushed," he concluded.
A tired laugh escaped you. "My blood runs hot," you managed to say.
"Indeed it does," he agreed. Then he promptly stood up and dusted himself off.
A pang of hurt struck you.
It must have been strong enough to have travelled through your shared connection, since Astarion glanced back almost immediately.
"Don't look at me like that," he said, exasperated. "I'm just going to fetch some water. Try not to move until the dizziness passes."
Your mouth fell ajar. A wave of shyness overcame you. Had it been that obvious you wanted him to stay?
Apparently it had, so you tentatively rolled over, hiding your face from the man. "Thank you," you mumbled into your bedroll.
You heard the door creak open, and Astarion's footsteps damper. "No, my dear," he replied. "Thank you."
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Home Is Where The Heart Is
Note - so I think this is the longest fic Iâve ever written. I really love the concept and the biggest thank you to @masonmtxo for the request and all the discussions we had like itâs been so fun to write and thank you for trusting me with this idea đ„ș. Hope you all enjoy and feedback would be very much appreciated đ€
Pairing - Mason Mount Ă Reader
Word count - 11k
Warnings - fluff and angst
âCome on Thea, daddyâs gonna be here in a minute and you need to be awake so he can say goodnightâ you told your daughter, bouncing her up and down on your knee slightly so sheâd keep her eyes open as she let out a big yawn. âI know baby, itâs been a long day but you canât fall asleep and upset daddy on his birthday can you?â
The gentle tap on your door settled your nerves instantly, and after a quiet come in, Masons head popped round the door with a soft smile on his face.
âHey, sorry I took so long. My mum wouldnât stop talking and then Lew wouldnât get out of the showerâ he complained as he came into his childhood bedroom. Shutting the door and slowly making his way over to you and the two year old little one youâd made together. You loved the way his eyes lit up every time he saw her and as soon as she noticed him, Theaâs arms were up so Mason could pick her up. âHey baby, I like your pjâsâ he laughed, kissing her cheek as he poked the tiny strawberries that adorned her tummy and she snuggled into his neck as he looked round to you. âI like yours tooâ he winked and you felt your face flush instantly.
This wasnât a state Mason ever saw you in, bare faced, hair up and ready to sleep. No Mason only ever saw you when you looked presentable for pick ups and drop offs or family events.
âThanksâ you laughed, crossing your arms over yourself in an attempt to hide the baggy shirt and bottoms heâd lent you but it was only then you caught sight of his ridiculous ensemble and you smiled at the way his cheeks flushed because youâd noticed. âDid you have a nice afternoon?â
âOf course, Iâm so glad you both cameâ he smiled, dropping a quick kiss on Theaâs head. You still remembered the look on his face when heâd spotted the two of you amongst the rest of his family as you all yelled surprise and the joy you felt when he came over to you first. Taking Thea into his arms before pulling you in next so the three of you could have a moment. âI honestly didnât expect it at all, when everyone yelled surprise I was too in shock but I remember wishing you were there. I thought you two were visiting your parents but then I saw this oneâs little smileâ he teased, tickling her sides gently until you heard the familiar sound of laughter falling from her lips. âHave you had a nice afternoon?â
âYeah, itâs nice seeing everyone againâ
âThank you for staying, I just thought it made more sense so we could all go back together tomorrow and I get to spend some more time with this oneâ
âOf courseâ
âSheâs grown so much, huh? Every time I see her itâs like looking at a different person and I only saw her last weekâ he murmured, pulling her down from his neck as heâd felt her go heavy and knew she was falling asleep. You watched on with a gentle smile as he cradled her in his arms before placing a light kiss on her forehead. âSometimes I look at her and I canât believe sheâs realâ
âI know, sheâs like a proper mini human nowâ
âShe really isâ he chuckled, the heart melting smile he was directing towards her now landing on you and you gulped under the intensity of it. âI still remember the day we found out like it was yesterday thoughâ
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You remembered too, you were so sick with nerves about the whole thing that you made yourself ill. Thinking youâd rather have morning sickness everyday for the rest of your life than feel this way again but it was never a situation the pair of you intended to be in.
You remember the moment you found out yourself you were pregnant like it was yesterday too. Youâd been having some strange pains in your side for a few weeks and you believed it must have been appendicitis so you took yourself off to the doctor as a precaution so they could run some tests. The nurse seemed kind as she talked you through everything before asking a few standard questions to try and rule out what it could be.
âI just want to ask, is there any way you think you could be pregnant?â
âNo, I donât think soâ you told her, the sudden realisation that your last period never came but it was usual for you to skip one when you were stressed and there had been a lot going on lately so you figured there was no reason to say anything.
âOkay well Iâll get some tests going and weâll see where weâre atâ she smiled and you relaxed instantly. That was until she came back around half an hour later and your world felt like it was crumbling around you.
âWeâll do some more thorough testing and take you for a scan just to check but from what I can see, I know you didnât think you were but it looks as though youâre pregnantâ she told you softly. Squeezing your hand as she saw your face drop.
âI canât beâ you breathed, your heart in your mouth as you repeated her words in your head but nothing seemed to make sense. âAre you sure?â
âPretty sure, yeah. Iâm getting a pretty strong positive from you sampleâ
It was like your world had stopped spinning. Pregnant? Surely not. You hadnât had sex in weeks. Not sinceâŠ
Mason.
Youâd never intended to sleep with him, in all honesty you barely knew him. He was a friend of Kai and Sophiaâs that youâd met a handful of times at games or parties but youâd never spoken to him for more than ten minutes.
That was until it was a girl from work's birthday and you were out for drinks in some posh bar and a drink was placed in front of you at your table.
âCompliments of Masonâ the waitress smiled but you looked at her confused. You had no idea what she was talking about, thinking she must have got you confused with someone else but after following her eyeline you saw him, sending you a small wave to which you returned causing all the girls on your table to look at you with wide and shocked eyes.
âIâm sorry but who the hell is that?â The girl next to you laughed but you didnât want to tell her exactly. She was known for sticking her nose in and you didnât want her knowing your business.
âMason? Oh heâs a friend of some friends. I donât know him super well or anythingâ
âThen why is he sending you drinks?â
âHow should I knowâ you laughed, hoping you could change the subject and luckily enough for you the birthday cake was being bought over so nothing more could be said.
You wanted to go over and thank Mason but the next time you looked, he wasnât there and youâd wondered if heâd snuck out so you were more than surprised when he came up next to you at the bar. Youâd only popped over there for a glass of water, jumping at the feel of a hand on your shoulder but his warm brown eyes settled you instantly.
âMason! I was looking for you but you disappearedâ you told him as he pulled you into a quick hug
âWell Iâm backâ he laughed, propping himself up next to you. âYou good?â
âYeah, great. Thanks for the drinkâ
âYouâre welcome, you looked like you needed itâ he laughed and you rolled your eyes playfully.
âWhatever could you meanâ you teased, causing him to laugh before your water was placed in front of you.
âWow, someoneâs living in the wild side tonightâ
âI can be wild when I want to beâ you teased and youâd be lying if you said you didnât miss the little sparkle in his eye at your comment.
âOh yeah? I think I might like to see thatâ
âY/n? Iâm booking a taxi. Are you coming?â You suddenly heard from beside you and you couldnât lie you felt a little deflated.
âWhere are you guys off to now?â Mason asked, thinking you were off on a wild night out but it couldn't be further from the truth.
âHomeâ you told him with a huff. âThe finance department doesnât do late nights apparentlyâ
âWell if youâre not ready to go you can always hang out here with meâ he offered with a small smile and the offer sounded appealing straight away.
âReally?â
âYeah itâs just me and a few others, youâve probably met a few of them beforeâ he explained and you could see Ben and a few others now from where you stood. âMaybe you can show me that wild side you told me aboutâ he winked, excitement filling your belly at what he might mean and even though you didnât know him that well, you werenât ready to go yet. âI promise Iâll get you home safe. Soph would have my nuts if I didnâtâ
âYeah okay Iâll stayâ you told him, heart racing at the way his eyes lit up. âLet me grab my stuffâ
You spent the rest of the night talking to Mason and you were surprised about how much you had in common. You never usually had the time to speak like this but he was charming and was really listening to you so when it was time to leave the disappointment must have been clear on your face.
âYou can come back to mine if you want? Iâve got a bottle of white in the fridge with your name on itâ he laughed and whilst the word yes was on the tip of your tongue he could see you needed a little more convincing. âYou donât have to, you just donât look like youâre ready to go home. Thought you could do with a little more therapy after your girls eveningâ
âYou know what, youâre rightâ you smiled, looking up at Mason's kind face. You knew youâd be safe with him so you let him lead you outside where the rest of the boys were waiting. Each with a girl theyâd managed to pull tonight and youâd wondered if youâd maybe interrupted his night a little too much.
You didnât have time to say anything though, Mason wanting to set off so you said your goodbyes and made it back to his so you could open the wine that heâd promised you. Relaxing next to him on his sofa as you carried on your conversations in the bar until you couldnât hold back from asking him what you wanted to.
âHey, Mason? I hope I didnât interrupt anything tonightâ
âWhat do you mean?â
âWell when we left, the others had⊠companyâ
âOkayâŠ?â He laughed, clearly not really understanding what you were trying to say so you swallowed the lump in your throat knowing youâd have to spell it out for him.
âI meant like if you had the intention of taking someone home tonight, i probably wasnât on your list so I hope I didnât ruin any plans you hadâ
âFirstly, you didnât ruin any plans. Iâm not exactly a fan of picking up random girls in public. And secondly, why donât you think youâd be on my list?â He asked cheekily, finally letting his hand brush over your knee and you smiled at touch.
âI mean I⊠I donât know⊠umâ you stuttered. Both of your were plied with alcohol and you were feeling a lot looser than usual, but he still had the power to make you stutter.
âAm I gonna have to spell this out for you?â He laughed, hand travelling up your leg to your thigh so he could give it a gentle squeeze and when you gave him a nod your heart fluttered at his cheeky smile.
âI think youâre gorgeous, y/nâ he told you sincerely. âAlways have done and Iâve enjoyed sitting chatting with you all night way more than I would have with just some random person. Yeah maybe my intentions were to find someone for a bit of⊠company. But Iâd pick you and this ten time out of ten over thatâ
âSo you were looking for a shagâ you laughed. Trying to avoid the rest of his speech as it was churning your insides but you could see where this conversation might be going.
âWhy, you offering?â He laughed, clearly trying to joke with you but you wanted to test the waters.
âWhy are you?â You retorted, watching his eyebrows raise and he bit his pretty pink lips.
âI asked you firstâ he whispered, gripping your thigh and pulling it over his lap so you had to straddle him and you placed your hands on his broad chest to steady yourself. Excitement bubbling up inside of you at his behaviour and even though the thought had never crossed your mind before, you really wanted to kiss him. âBut in the interests of being honest then yeah, I amâ
âMe tooâ you told him, mouth speaking before your brain could catch up as the copious amount of wine was taking its toll but you knew you couldnât pass this up.
He didnât give you a second to say or think anything else, kissing you deeply and knocking the wind out of you. Never in a million years did you expect youâd ever kiss Mason but here you were, hoping for a lot more than that.
You didnât speak much afterwards, just his name falling from your lips in between prayers to a higher being you didnât even believe in as you spent the next hour or so in his bedroom. Wondering how on Earth youâd even got here but you werenât regretting it for a second.
He was a gentleman though and took care of you in every way possible. Never making you feel like youâd outstayed your welcome as he tucked you into his side so you could go to sleep and the next morning he popped you in an Uber with a kiss to your cheek.
You both knew what had happened. A silent agreement that it would be your little secret that youâd both move on from so the possibility of any consequences from your actions didnât cross your mind.
âI think something must be wrongâ you told the nurse who was looking at you sympathetically but you were hoping this was all some sort of weird joke.
âWhy don't we get you down for that scan? Then we can have a proper look and seeâ she smiled but the thought of it being confirmed made you panic and you stood out of your chair quickly causing her to jump.
âOh no thank you, I think Iâm just gonna head home. Sorry for wasting your timeâ you told her, picking your bag up and rushing out the door before she had a chance to do anything.
Pregnant?
There was no way.
You carried on life as normally as you could for the next week or so until your next period never came and you realised you had to settle your own mind so you could go back to normal. You didnât live too far from the big Sainsburyâs so you walked over there, hoping the fresh air would do you good and as soon as you walked in you were straight over to the pregnancy tests so you could pop them in your basket.
You werenât sure how you ended up there, but you found yourself by the baby clothes, eyes scanning all the different vests and sleep suits until you got to the socks and you couldnt help but pick a pair up. There was something about tiny baby socks that always made you feel soft and you were so caught up in your own little world you jumped six foot in the air at the feeling of someoneâs hand on your shoulder. Whipping round to be met with the very last person you wanted to see.
âY/n? You alrightâ Mason laughed, pulling you into his side for a quick hug.
âF-fine. What are you doing here?â
âJaz is coming over tomorrow and asked if I could grab a few bits for Summer. Socks was one of them actually so thank youâ he smiled, eyes leaving you briefly as he searched for the right size. âWhat are you doing over here? Someone you know got one on the way?â He smiled before nodding to the socks in your hand. âIf so, Iâve got some tips. Donât get the socks with the frilly bits on the ankle, they basically disintegrate in the wash and if youâre looking for some good baby grows there a place online I found that are cheaper and better qualityâ he told you, not noticing how stuff youâd become until his eyes were back on your and his face became concerned. âY/n? You good?â
You couldnât get anything to come out of your mouth and you could feel your eyes beginning to fill with tears but you were stuck. Wishing you could make a run for it but his eyes were holding you in place until the flew down into your basket and made contact with the only thing you didnât want him to see.
âWho are those for?â He uttered, soft eyes back on you but you still couldnât force any words out. Your bottom lip wobbled as he was finally catching on and the first few tears spilt from your eyes.
âIâm scared, Mase. I donât-â you began to sob, but he was quick to pull you into his chest and rub your back in hope of soothing you but his affection made it all worse.
âit's alright, y/n. Youâre safe yeah? I promise you everythingâs fineâ. He reassured you but you knew from his voice he was trying to process what was happening. âLook at meâ
You pulled back, bleary eyes on his but the kind Mason youâd always known was looking back at you even if he was a little confused and overwhelmed.
âGet what you need to and weâll head back to mine okay?â
âBut-â
âNo buts. Just meet me at the entranceâ
âOkayâ you nodded, wiping your face quickly and picking up your basket. âI just need this so Iâll meet you thereâ
Without a word, he took your basket from your hands and placed the tests in his before grabbing your hand and walking you through the shop to the self service tills. All you could do was stand in silence as he packed and paid before leading you to his car and leaving you to get settled in the passenger seat.
He was silent the whole way but you knew what he was thinking and once you were in his living room you knew you had to be honest.
âCan I just ask, if you are⊠you know. Is it⊠um. Would it beâŠâ
âYour the only person Iâve slept with Masonâ you confirmed but you kept your head down as you didnât want to see his reaction. âI havenât been with anyone for months before and no one sinceâ you confirmed, your voice thick as you tried to talk and you almost lost it when he reached for your hand and placed your interlocked fingers in his lap. His touch giving you the courage to carry on speaking. âI went to the doctor about a week ago. I had a pain in my side and thought it was something serious so they tested me. They told me I was then but I didnât want to believe it, like I thought they were wrong? But the more I think about it the more I need to see for myselfâ
âShitâ he breathed, squeezing your hand lightly before getting up. âCome on we can go to my room so you can use the bathroom he offered, thinking it was weird how he wanted to do this in the same place the potential baby could of been made, but you followed after him and took the test before he could say anything else and sat next to him on the bed.
âHow long do we have to wait?â He asked, his voice barely above a whisper but you still heard him as the house was so quiet.
âTwo minutesâ you whispered back and when he took your hand in his you gave it a gentle squeeze.
The two minutes were up, mostly spent in silence, but you could feel him becoming restless so you grabbed the test and handed it to him.
âWill you turn it over please? I canâtâŠâ you trailed off, looking down at the test as Mason held it with ever so shaky hands.
Pregnant
âIâm sorry mase, Iâm so sorryâ you began to sob, head falling onto his shoulder as you didnât know what to do but he held you close to try and comfort you.
âHey, what have you got to be sorry for?â He asked, but you were too overwhelmed to respond. âListen to me, yeah? Youâve got nothing to be sorry for. We did this together okay? So weâll figure it out together too. Youâre not on your own in this and whatever you decide to do Iâll back youâ
âI donât even know what to think, I havenât slept properly in weeks and-â
He didnât give you a chance to carry on, pulling you up and untucking his sheets before helping you get inside and crawling in next to you.
âLetâs try and get some shut eye yeah? We can talk when youâve had a sleepâ
You didnât have the strength to argue so you let him hold you to his chest. Sleep not coming easily as your small sobs were keeping you awake but the feel of his fingers massaging the back of your head sent you off shortly after.
~
âI think this oneâs out for the countâ Mason smiled, standing up so he could carry Thea over to the travel cot set up just at the end of the bed and you shuffled down to meet him just as he stood back up. The pair of you looking down at your sleeping girl, full of so much love and to you it almost felt like a proper family moment which was only amplified when Mason put his arm around your shoulder to bring you into his body.
âI really canât thank you enough, you know. I love our little one so much. Like more than I ever thought i couldâ he told you quietly, voice emotional and you knew he was feeling overwhelmed from the whole day.
âTakes two to tango, Maseâ you laughed, feeling him squeeze your shoulder gently.
âWell youâre welcomeâ he winked, eyes back on Thea like he didnât want to miss a second.
âSometimes I still canât believe I slept with you in the first placeâ you laughed, looking over to his shocked and offended face and his expression only made you laugh even more. âNot in a bad way but we barely knew each other, Mase. Iâve never done that before, you know?â
âI know Iâm just kiddingâ he smiled, his arm moving lower so he could tickle your waist a little bit. âI know she looks like me but she falls asleep anywhere and in two seconds flat just like her mumma, huh?â He laughed, kissing your forehead softly and you couldn't help but nestle into him more.
"We're special ladies, what can I say?" you joked, wrapping your arms around him so you could hold him a little tighter and you felt the shiver as he spoke next.
âYouâre right. My special girlsâ he told you quietly, your knees feeling weak as he spoke.
âI feel like she takes after your dad more with the sleeping thing. I caught the pair of them having a nap earlierâ you told him, trying to deflect his words and show that they werenât affecting you as much as they were but Mason's little laugh made your heart thump.
âThatâs true actually. Considering how he was in the beginning I love seeing them togetherâ
âThick as thieves they areâ
âYeah, he loves her so much. And youâ
âI donât know about thatâ you scoffed but he was quick to reassure you.
âOf course he doesâ he laughed. âHe told me himself the other day how amazing he thinks you are and how proud he is of you. I know things were rough at first but were all on the same team nowâ
~
To say things had been tough at the beginning with Tony was an understatement. He didnât know who you were, a stranger to him so when the pair of you decided you tell his family, you both decided on letting Mason tell his parents first without you there as he knew it would be a tough conversation. Youâd kept it from them for a few months as you were still working out what you should do but you knew deep down you wanted to keep your baby and you were pretty sure Mason did too. Telling you heâd be there for whatever you needed and he couldnât hide the smile that took over his face when you told him you wanted to raise the baby.
Youâd been on edge for hours, Mason not letting you know at all how things had gone that day so when he finally texted you your heart was in your mouth.
You travelled to Masons the next day, making sure to wear something baggy as you knew you were starting to show and you wanted things to be as normal as possible but you knew as soon as you saw Masons dadâs face this was about to be anything but a normal conversation.
âI donât even know where to start. How did this even happen?â
âWell-â Mason started but you could tell from the tone of his voice he was about to say something silly.
âMasonâ you scolded, knowing he was trying to lighten the mood but this really wasnât the time.
âLook, dad. You donât have to be so negativeâ
âCan you blame me? I can't even believe weâre having to have this conversation. Are you not questioning anything? You only found out cause you bumped into her in Sainsburyâsâ he snapped at Mason before looking at you. âI mean were you ever going to tell him?â
âOf course I was, I was just checkingâ you defended before Tony dropped his head into his hands briefly.
âLook, Iâm just gonna come out with itâ he huffed and you swallowed down a big nervous gulp. âIâm not happy about this at all. This is the last thing he needsâ
âDad-â
âNo, Mase. Iâm sorry but itâs the truth. This could be detrimental to your career and you know it. I mean how could you be so stupid?â He asked him before his hard eyes were on you again. âIs this really what you want?â
You didnât have the strength to speak but you knew deep down that this was what you wanted so you just nodded.
âWell i just donât think you two have assessed your options properlyâ
âWhat are you talking aboutâ
âYou donât have to be involved if you donât want to be. Either of you. I can make this go away-â
âKitchen. Nowâ Mason growled, standing up and storming off but you kept your head down as Tony passed by you. You knew he wanted to talk to him privately but Masons voice travelled as he was so angry so you couldnât help but overhear.
âThatâs my baby. Not a this or an it okay? My baby. I brought you here to help, not for you to accuse and be rude. You either do that or if you continue to be horrible you can goâ
âYou canât talk to me like thatâ
âI can talk to you like this when it concerns my family. Cause thatâs what they are now. Part of my family. Part of our family and I wonât have you making y/n feel bad. Sheâs my friend and I want to be there for her.â
Friend
Why was that word sitting so uncomfortably in your chest?
You were friends, so why did hearing him say it sting so much?
Friends. Thatâs it.
Maybe in the back of your mind you wondered if you could be more one day but those thoughts were quickly pushed down so you could no longer feel them.
You two were friends.
After their little spat they managed to calm down, walking back into the living room to sit with you and you could already see Tonyâs demenier had changed and he sent you a soft smile.
âIâm sorry if I came across as rude, Iâm just trying to look out for Masonâ
âI know. Whether you believe it or not Iâm trying to do that tooâ
âOkay, well then if weâre being serious, I have one suggestionâ he told you before his eyes flashed back and forth between the pair of you. âWe canât let this get out okay? Whatever you need, weâll support you but we need to keep this under wrapsâ
âWhat?â You breathed, looking to Mason for some sort of support but the look in his face told you he wouldnât be on your side for this one.
âI kind of agree, y/n. Youâve seen how people are with me and Iâd never forgive myself if something happened to you. To either of you, okay?â He told you, turning to face you as he took your hands in his. âI know itâs a lot, but I promise itâs for the best and youâll be so much happier out of the limelightâ
âWait, what?â You asked, pulling your hands away from his as you were shocked at his words. âYou donât want anyone to know about them?â
âOf course I do, just not the whole world. Not until the time is right at least just⊠just please think about this yeah? I wouldnât suggest it unless I thought it was for the bestâ
âAre you embarrassed of us?â You asked quietly, feeling awful as soon as the words came out of your mouth as you watched his face twist into one of shock and hurt.
âOf course not, I donât want you to ever think thatâ he reassured you. Cupping your jaw so you could look at each other properly. âIâm trying to protect you, okay? All I want for you and our baby to have a normal life. I want you to be able to go outside and not be followed or papped. And itâs not just for you yeah. Call me selfish but the thought of having my own little safe place that only we can visit means more to me than I can tell you. I could never be embarrassed of you, you two are the best things that have ever happened to meâ he told you sincerely, wiping under your eyes as you let a few tears fall from your eyes. âAt least think about it?â
And think about it you did.
Mason was right, you wanted a normal life and the ability to exist without Mason's fame hanging over you. Since Masonâs friend comment you also realised you youâd have to try and find a way to make youâre feelings but as your baby grew, so did your love for him.
He didnât make it easy for you. Long nights spent at each other's place, trying hard to get to know each other even more and plan for the future. There were so many questions and far too many answers to choose from and Mason's lack of concentration never helped. Always asking the baby in your tummy what they thought as he laid his head near your side. Your heart melting as he softly spoke to your unborn child like they were in the room while rubbing small circles on your tummy to sooth the pair of you. You still remember the first time he kissed your bump, hoping to say goodbye to the little one within but the way your heart pounded at the small gesture only made the baby move even more.
You pushed those feelings down though. Yes Mason was the father of your child but he quite clearly wanted it to be just that and you were fine with it.
Until you werenât.
He was there for you for everything. All the appointments, the baby classes and when it eventually came to the time for you to give birth he was by your side until the end. Crying his eyes out as soon as they fell on your daughter and you felt like youâd hit the jackpot. He was perfect and made sure the pair of you never went without.
In the beginning youâd moved in with him but he eventually got you your own place nearby and you saw each other all the time. He was the best co parent you could have asked for and even though you could feel your feelings changing, his friend comment stuck in the back of your mind.
You still remember the day you fully realised you were hopelessly in love with Mason, and the memory didnât sting any less now. It was a Tuesday and Mason had the day off so heâd offered to have Thea for the day to give you a break and youâd jumped at the chance.
You were running early and had tried to call mason ahead of time but he wasnât picking his phone up so you figured youâd use the key heâd given you in case of emergencies.
You walked into a quiet and dark house and figured he must be in bed still so you carefully watched Thea climb the stairs to go and wake him before popping into the kitchen to grab yourself a bottle of water.
You were not prepared for the sight in front of you though, your heart sinking into your stomach as you caught sight of Mason pressed up against the counter, a girl youâd never seen before dressed only in his t-shirt flush against him as he kissed her lazily.
The only thing that broke them apart was the sound of the gasp that left your lips, quickly turning around so Mason couldnât see your eyes full with tears as you walked into the other room and tried to push the memory out of your head.
It was only a few moments later you felt Mason rush in after you but you kept yourself facing the other way, not wanting him to see you crying and have him asking loads of questions so you spoke first in hopes heâd ignore the state youâd got yourself in.
âY/n-â
âSorry, Mase. I didnât mean to barge in like that. We were running a little early and I thought you were asleep since you didnât answer the phone. Theaâs upstairs probably trying to find you to wake you up. Iâll go get herâ you told him, darting for the exit but his hand on your wrist stopped you in your tracks, pulling you back to his body and it was only then you realised he was shirtless. The image in front of you made all the blood in your body rush to your cheeks and you kept your eyes down even though heâd dipped his head in order to try and catch them so youâd look at him.
âIâm sorry, y/n. You didnât need to see thatâ
âItâs fine, Mase. None of my businessâ
âY/n-â
âLook I need to get going, let me say bye to Thea and Iâll bring her downâ
âCan you just take her into her room for now? Iâll get rid of Amy and then grab herâ he mumbled, not wanting to be caught with a child in his house.
âSureâ you breathed, pulling yourself out of his grip before darting upstairs to find Thea who was laying on the floor of Mason's room trying to find him under the bed.
âHey baby, daddy told me he wants to play hide and seek so shall we go find you somewhere to hide so he can come and find you?â You asked quietly, picking her up and she let out a small excited squeal as you snuck her over to her room.
âHereâ she whispered, pointing towards her wardrobe and you carefully put her down so she could open the door and sit in the bottom, your heart melting as she covered her mouth with her hands to stop her excited giggles and even though you knew it had to be this way it was hard knowing you had to hide her like she was a dirty secret.
âIâve got to go now okay? You be good for daddy and Iâll come and get you in the morningâ you told her, kissing her quickly before standing up. âLove you, babyâ
âLove you, mummyâ she repeated back, blowing kisses back and forth before you shut the door carefully on her and made your way out into the hall.
âHi, Iâm Amyâ you suddenly heard from beside you and you turned to find the girl from the kitchen coming out of Mason's room now thankfully fully dressed.
âY/nâ you smiled, trying to keep the pleasantries to a minimum but she for some reason wanted to keep on talking.
âMason said you were the housekeeper?â
âOh um-â you breathed, your heart sinking even lower as everything that seemed to come out of his mouth today hurt you.
âDonât worry, hopefully with me around a bit more we can keep the place a bit tidierâ she smiled and you had to bite your lip in order to not scream. You knew she meant well and wasnât being mean but your heart was shattered and all you wanted to do was break down.
âHopefully. I um⊠I forgot something I just have to run home and grab itâ
âOkay well Iâll probably be gone by the time youâre back but it was lovely meeting youâ she smiled and all you could muster was a nod back before you flew down the stairs and straight passed Mason who was looking at you with wide eyes.
âWait, can we at least talk?â Mason called, trying to reach for you again but you stopped in your tracks and span to face him causing him to stop suddenly also.
âI canât. But donât worry, Iâll be back with my mop tomorrowâ you told him coldly, watching his face fall but you couldnât look anymore. âI told Thea youâre playing hide and seek and sheâs hiding in her wardrobe. Donât leave her in there for too longâ you uttered, finally storming out the house and into your car where you finally let the first few tears fall.
What was supposed to be 24 hours of self care had turned into a pity party as you sat on your sofa with a face mask on and tried not to get too upset. There was no reason for you to cry over seeing Mason with someone else, youâd always told each other you would support each other through any new relationships but telling him that and actually doing it were two different things.
You tried pushing the thoughts down but you couldnât deny it any longer. You loved Mason and the thought of him being with someone else was tearing you to pieces. He was so loving and the best dad to Thea you could ever ask for and the fact he saw you as just a friend hurt you more than you could ever explain.
You arrived at Masons around nine the next morning. Letting yourself in again but it was Theaâs tiny footsteps bounding towards you that greeted you today. You were more than happy to see her so you bundled her up into your arms before carrying her into the kitchen where Mason was cooking for all of you. Thankfully fully dressed this time.
âAh youâre hereâ he smiled, turning the hob down so he could come and greet you with a kiss to your head. âThea? Why donât you go grab what you made mummy yesterday so you can show her yeah?â He smiled and you quickly popped her down so she could run off before he touched your arm gently. âCan you let me explain?â
âThere nothing to-â
âPleaseâ he interrupted and with a little huff you gave him a nod. "Look, Iâd do anything to protect you and Thea. Thatâs the whole reason we agreed sheâd be secret and I just panicked yesterday. Amy asked who you were and I thought Iâd just make something up to explain why you were here but you know I never meant to hurt you. Thatâs the last thing Iâd want to doâ
âI knowâ you whispered tearily and when he pulled you into his arms you didnât fight back. Letting him hold you and stroke your hair to try and soothe you. Hating how his attempts at comfort worked so well on you. âIt just gets hard sometimesâ
âI know, love. Trust me I know. Iâd love nothing more than to shout from the rooftops about the two most important people in my life but I know this is for the bestâ he breathed. âAnd I donât want you to think Iâve got random girls over here all the time cause I donât. I wouldnât risk Thea being around people she didnât know or I donât trustâ
Thea came bounding in soon after, a giant cut out of a turtle in her hands and it looked as though the shell had been painted by her repeatedly pressing her tiny hand into paint so her prints covered it and your eyes filled with tears immediately as you bent down to lift her up.
âFor youâ she smiled, pointing at it and you nodded whilst trying to clear your eyes. âYour favouriteâ
âYes baby, turtles are my favourite. Thank you I love itâ you told her, letting her nestle into your neck so she could give you a hug and Mason must have felt left out as you soon enough felt his arms around the pair of you.
It was times like this, when the three of you were together that made you feel most at peace. But the harsh reality was Mason wasnât yours and looked to definitely not be now. You wanted to know about Amy but you also didnât but when he eventually pulled away and once youâd popped Thea back on the floor, your mouth started talking before you could stop it.
âWell Amy seemed nice. Is it serious? I presume youâll want to tell her about Thea at some point?â
âI uh, I only met her that nightâ he told you, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he shut the dishwasher up and pressed it to start. âWeâve texted a bit before but thatâs itâ
âOhâ you breathed. âShe told me sheâd be around a lot more, like you guys were togetherâ
âI think she just felt a little threatened, was trying to mark her territory that wasn't hers anywayâ
âThreatened by what?â
âMaybe the fact that a beautiful woman has the key to my house and can seemingly let herself in at any time?â He laughed but his words made you freeze. âDonât worry about her though, I wonât be seeing her againâ
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to ruin it for youâ
âYou didnâtâ he smiled, lifting Thea up so he could press a kiss to her cheek. âShe knew it was a one time thingâ he shrugged before placing her on the counter in front of you. âNow whoâs hungry?â
Knowing Amy was nothing more than a one time thing made you feel happier than it should, but not for long. Just because she was out of the picture now only meant that the next girl was around the corner and you werenât sure you could take it.
It had taken you a while but you knew how you felt about him now. You loved him with all of you. Whole heartedly. He was your everything, your protector, your safe space, a shoulder to lean on and to cry on.
But you were just a friend to him.
Heâd never once tried to make a move on you, even when you felt like there could have been one he always backed off and it was never spoken about again so the pair of you carried on just as you were.
Co parents. Thatâs it.
~
âI should probably head off back to Lew. He probably thinks I fell down the plug hole or somethingâ mason laughed, rolling his eyes before pulling you fully against him. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders as he held you at your waist but somehow things felt different.
This wasnât a normal hug, Mason was holding onto you and didnât seem to want to let go at all as he slowly rubbed circles into skin with his thumbs and nestled into your neck. There was a need on your part to hold him tighter, to reach up and stroke the back of his head like you used to when heâd fall asleep next to you when you were still pregnant. You were unsure if the thumping in your chest was your heart or his but as you finally reached up, it only got stronger as his whole body melted into yours. His nose burrowing into your neck even further to breathe in your scent and you could feel yourself turning to jelly as the content hum emitted from him.
This definitely wasnât a normal hug.
âI love you, y/n. You know that, donât you?â He told you, his words sending shockwaves through you and even though your mind had gone blank at his words you managed to stutter out a response.
âI love you too, Maseâ
You felt him shift, escaping your neck as he ever so slightly stood up. Your hand that was on the back of his head now trailing to the side of his face as you held him by his jaw and stroked his cheek gently. You didnât know what was coming over you to be like this with him. Maybe the fact you were in the dark so you were feeling a bit braver but when he lightly stroked his nose across your temple before resting his forehead on yours, you couldnât help but lean up and press a gentle kiss to his lips.
Mason didnât react making you wonder if it was so soft that he didnât actually even feel it but when his eyes flashed to yours and you realised he had, you felt your heart sink.
Any type of reaction would have been fine, but he was unreadable and you were starting to panic. Pulling away from him even further as you attempted to apologise for crossing that line but he pulled you closer, his lips making a beeline for yours but you ducked down so they met your forehead.
âHey, whatâs wrong?â He asked, trying to get you to look at him but you were far too embarrassed for that.
âIâm sorry, I just got swept up I-â
âAre you kidding me?â he laughed, making you look up to see what he found so funny but the look of joy on his face settled you. âYou donât know how long Iâve waited for thatâ
âWhat do you mean? You whispered, confused as to what was happening but his smile was giving you courage.
âDid you not hear what I just said? I love you. Iâm in love with you, y/n. I really am. Have been this whole time. Not just because youâre the mother of my child and weâre forever connected but for who you are as just you. All Iâve wanted this whole time was for us to find our way to each other, please tell me you feel it, like Iâm not going crazy am I?â
âNo youâre notâ you told him, voice barely audible as you were so overwhelmed but the smile on his face settled you. âWhy have you never said?â
âI always got the impression you didn't want me like that but I can't hold it in anymore. I canât pretend like youâre not all I wantâ he confessed and you felt tears spring in your eyes.
âIâve always wanted more with you butâŠâ
âWhat, love?â
âI thought you didnât want me like that. I heard you call me your friend to your dad once and just assumed thatâs all you'd ever see me asâ you told him but the soft kiss to your forehead made you smile.
âYouâre so much more than a friend to meâ he laughed, reaching up to cup your jaw so youâd look at him properly âyouâre mine okay?â Always have beenâ
âYeah?â You laughed, watching his smile break out even wider before he placed a delicate kiss on your nose.
âYeahâ
âI canât believe thisâ you laughed, reaching up to hold his face again. âWhen did you know?â
âWhat, that I loved you?â He asked and you nodded shyly, not quite believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. âI think Iâve always known really. Our 12 week scan always sticks out the most, I just loved seeing that excited look on your face when they finally pointed her out. I know you probably thought I was looking at the screen but I wasnât. I was looking at youâ he confessed and your eyes stung as he smiled down at you softly. The gentle feel of his thumbs stroking over your cheeks making your heart flutter. âAnd then we were about five months in, and you came over to meet everyone properly. Do you remember?â
âI rememberâ
âYou wore that bloody summer dress and it showed off your bump perfectly and I just remember thinking you were the most beautiful woman Iâd ever seen. I just wanted you to be mine but I never got the feeling you wanted me to be yoursâ
âI wanted you. I was just trying to protect myself a bit I guessâ you explained but he nodded sympathetically. âI canât believe weâre having this conversation while I look like thisâ you laughed, looking down at his baggy clothes you had on but his smile melted you.
âWhat do you mean?â
âWeâll look at me. Iâm wearing your old pyjamas that are miles too big, my hairs a mess and Iâve got no makeup onâ
âYou think I care about thatâ he laughed, pressing his lips to your forehead and letting them linger there. âDonât get me wrong, I think you look perfect everyday, like I donât think Iâve ever seen you look bad. But getting to see you right now, like this. Just you exactly as you are. I donât think youâve ever been more beautiful to meâ
âNot even when I was pushing our daughter out of me?â you joked, trying to deflect a little bit as his words had made your brain foggy and your knees weak and the way his lips were moving against your skin as he spoke onto your forehead wasnât helping too much either.
âWell you were a bit sweaty then and you kept swearing at meâ
âHeyâ you laughed, pulling back to look at him but his cheeky smile made you smile back just as wide.
âStill beautiful though. Even thenâ he winked. âWhen did you knowâ
âI always have, but I was trying to push it down and I thought I had untilâŠâ you trailed off, watching as his brows raised in hopes you would continue. So you stood tall and decided to be honest with him. âRemember when I walked in on you and that girl in the kitchen?â You asked, watching his face crumple in embarrassment as he rested his head on yours again.
âI remember. I felt like shit when I realised it was you and all I wanted was for you to tell me you felt like shit too but you told me it wasnât your business. That killed me, you know. I wanted it to be your business. I wanted you to tell me you hated seeing me with someone else cause I was yours and you needed me like I needed you. Like I still need you.â
âI felt like shit tooâ you laughed, watching his eyes soften at your words. âThatâs why I couldnât even look at you cause I felt like my cover would be blown but I hated seeing you with her cause in my mind you were mine, are mine and I do need youâ
âYouâve got meâ he whispered.
âYouâve got me tooâ you replied softly, relaxing into his hand that cupped your face
âIs this the part where Iâm supposed to kiss you now?â He whispered, A cheeky smile on his face as his eyes darted across your features and down to your lips causing you to take in a short breath. This is all youâd wanted for the longest time so you shut your eyes and let him place his lips on yours.
Kissing him was everything you thought it would be. He was gentle but firm as he lazily kissed you like he had all the time in the world, but you felt like you did. This was just the start for the pair of you and you couldnât help but moan as he dipped his tongue into your mouth. Everything felt perfect and you wanted to stay in this little moment forever before you had to pull away.
You were both out of breath, foreheads touching as you smiled at each other but just before you were about to speak Thea made her presence known and began to cry. You both jumped apart at the sound, Mason reaching down to scoop her up and into his arms and you rubbed her back soothingly whilst leaning on Mason's shoulder so you could try and catch her eyes.
âWhatâs wrong baby? Bad dream?â You asked and the small nod of her head confirmed your thoughts. âOh sweetheart. How about you me and daddy get into bed so we can have a cuddle. Would you like that?â You asked her before looking at Mason who was staring at you in semi shock. âIf thatâs okay. You donât mind staying for a bit do you?â
âYou really think I wanna go bunk with Lew and leave you in here after everything weâve said tonightâ he laughed.
âGo jump in, I just need the looâ you told him before quickly rushing off.
You couldn't stop looking at yourself in the mirror. It was still the same you as before but your eyes were brighter, cheeks flushed and you knew you hadnât looked this happy in a long time.
When you came back in, Mason was under the covers with Thea. His body facing yours as Thea cuddled up to him and by the looks of things she was already back to sleep, safe in her daddyâs arms.
As soon as he saw you, Mason pulled the covers back and held his arm out to help you in next to him. Even though Thea was sandwiched in between you she was low enough so that you could still see his face and the shy smile he sent you made your tummy flutter. This is all youâd ever wanted, the three of you as a happy little family and when Mason reached over to drop a quick kiss on your lips you let him.
âWill you come back to mine tomorrow?â Mason whispered, trying not to wake Thea from her sleep now she was finally back off. âI feel like we should talk about this a bit moreâ
âOf course I willâ you smiled, a shiver rolling through you and you felt him lean across Thea to place his hand on your waist. Feeling like all your little puzzle pieces had finally fallen into the right place. âI wonder what your family will say. I feel like weâll have to tell them when weâve figured it out for ourselvesâ
âI think my dad knows already somehowâ
âHow?â
âWell when the move to Manchester came about, I almost didnât take it. I couldnât face the thought of leaving you and I had a right go at my dad for even suggesting itâ he explained quietly with a little laugh.
~
You remembered the day well. Letting yourself into Mason's house and you could hear the argument in the kitchen all the way from the front door, Mason was furious about something although you couldnât quite tell what yet. Thankfully Thea was sleeping so you ran her upstairs to place her into her room before heading back down and you sat on the stairs in order to listen to what they were saying.
âI canât go there, Iâm sorry. I need to be close to hereâ Mason told his dad seriously but the sounds of Tony sighing made you realise this conversation was far from over.
âMason, you canât let this opportunity slip through your fingers-â
âIâm sorry, but itâs not happening. No way Iâm not being that far away from themâ
You felt awkward sitting and listening in so you took the plunge and went to see the pair of them. Tonyâs eyes lighting up as soon as he saw you before he nodded over to Mason.
âFinally, will you talk some sense into him please?â He asked before leaving you to it so you quickly took up the seat next to him and you couldnât help but think he looked like a frightened little boy.
âMase, whatâs up?â You asked, your heart breaking as his bottom lip wobbled slightly.
âAll my contract stuff with chels is still up in the air and they basically wonât talk to me about it. Pretty sure they wanna sell me so Iâve been given some proposals by other clubsâ
âOkayâ you nodded, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. âThatâs good though right?â
âTheyâre so far away thoughâ he huffed âUnited have sent their personal terms through and Iâm just feeling a bit reluctant to agreeâ
âWhyâs that? Is it not what you were expecting?â
âNo, itâs great, like more than I could ever want but I donât wanna be away from youâ he confessed quietly. Your heart racing at his words before he seemed to catch himself. âThe both of you like I donât see Thea as much as Iâd like to anyway and now youâd be hours away I canât do it y/n-â
âHey Mase, itâs okayâ you told him, pulling him into your arms and you were surprised at how he clung to you like he thought you might disappear. Your heart thudding at how tightly he was holding you but you knew it was because he was trying to hold his emotions in.
âI donât want any of thisâ he sniffled. âWhy is this happening?â
âMason, you donât have to get upset, it's okay. Youâre so talented and of course youâre gonna have clubs from everywhere after you. Please donât pass up this opportunityâ
âI just donât wanna be that far away. I donât want anything to changeâ
âMason look at meâ you asked, pulling back and resting your hands on his shoulders but the sadness in his eyes hurt you. âYouâve got nothing to worry about, okay. Wherever you end up, thatâs where you can find us okay? Weâre a family and I wonât break that apartâ
âYou meanâŠ?â
âWeâll come with you, Mase. The only thing that ties us to here is you so there wouldnât be any point in staying if youâre not here. It can be a fresh start for all of usâ
âAre you sure?â He whimpered and could could see the relief flooding through him.
âOf course Iâm sure. Home is where the heart is right?â You smiled and your heart broke at his wobbly lip.
He didnât say a word, just pulled you into his arms forcefully and held you to him as tight as you could and you finally felt him relax.
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âWhen you hugged me, my dad snuck back in the kitchen and saw us. Started giving me the eyes like he knew something was going on between us. I just rolled my eyes at him like he was talking shit but he was right. He could see how I felt from a mile off but I was convinced it would never happenâ
âOf course he didâ you laughed, a yawn escaping your lips as he squeezed you side gently.
âI know we need to talk, but let's get some sleep. Weâve got a long drive tomorrowâ he whispered and even though you didnât want to, you knew he was right so with one final kiss you both settled down and shut your eyes.
When you woke up the next morning, Debbie was the last person you thought youâd see in your room. Carefully picking up Thea from between you as Mason scolded her lightly but she quickly made her exit before you could ask what was happening although from the sounds of her gentle laughs you knew what she was thinking already.
âWell I guess they know nowâ he laughed, shuffling his way over to you to be closer and you could feel yourself melting into his touch. âApparently Lew said I never came to bed last night and she came searching for me but sheâs taken Thea to get her some breakfastâ he explained and you nodded shyly, content in his arms as your legs tangled together before you started smiling at each other lovingly. âwhenever youâre ready, I want everyone else to know too. Iâm done keeping this a secretâ
âWhat? I thought you wanted this to be between usâ you asked but the twinkle in his eye made you melt.
âEveryone else is allowed to show off their family and Iâve had enough of keeping you two to myself. I wanna do the sameâ he told you quietly before finally pressing his lips to yours in a much needed kiss. âUnless you donât want to. We can still keep things on the down low if you think thatâs bestâ
âIâm ready for everyone to knowâ you smiled. âI want everyone to know youâre mineâ
âAnd youâre mineâ he smiled softly, hand cupping your jaw so he could gently caress your face before leaning down to kiss you again.
Youâd done it. He was yours.
You wanted to get carried away, caught up in his kisses and pour yourself into him to prove that you wanted him just as much as he did but all the sounds from downstairs were making it hard to concentrate and you knew you had to face his family sooner or later.
âCome on, letâs get it over and done withâ he laughed, pulling you to his body so that he could hold you even tighter and when he felt you chuckle, he kissed the top of your head lovingly. âWell in a few minutes maybeâ
You made it downstairs eventually, Mason keeping his hand in yours the whole time as you sat at the table next to Thea and it was almost as if everyone was ignoring the obvious until Tony took the seat opposite you and sent you a wide smile.
âI would say welcome to the family but youâve been here a whileâ he teased before his eyes were on Mason. âBloody took you long enoughâ
âYeah yeah, alrightâ Mason laughed, a slight blush on his cheeks as he tried to brush off everyoneâs jibes and even though you were a little embarrassed yourself, Masons hand was clasped firmly around yours and you knew you were finally home.
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masonmount thank you everyone for the birthday love. The greatest gift I got this year was being able to spend it back home with my whole family, my baby girl and the woman whoâs turned my whole life upside down in the best way possible đ€ I canât wait to see what the next year brings.
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OKAY BUT how about matching jewellery with Wriothesley?? You could both wear a necklace or a choker to match his vibe or maybe earrings? (The fact he's wearing some is sending me đ© His style is really good tbh, def would let him choose my clothes) And if they're embedded with each other's initials? Even better, let the world know you belong to him, the same way he belongs to you (was inspired by your other collar drabble don't mind me đ„șđ)
AAAAA that is SO cute wtf ?!?! And so true, his style is honestly immaculate !! I got inspiredddd and wrote this (even tho it's a little more 'secret relationship for now, but wearing little tokens of each other until we make it public' kind of thing tee hee)
warning for vv slight leaks (Wriothesley's birthdate) and a slightly ooc Wrio !!
Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
"Your grace?"
"Yes, Sigewinne?" Wriothesley hums, not looking up from his morning paper. He holds a teacup in his other hand, the scent of freshly brewed English Breakfast filling the room.
Sigewinne is staring hard at him, head tilted as she examines the change in the Duke's wardrobe. "I can't seem to place my finger on it but your new necklace looks ratherâ"
Wriothesley promptly chokes on his drink, loud coughing breaking the quiet of his office as he thumps his chest, sputtering and frantically moving his paper out of the range of fire of his choking.
"âfamiliar."
Sigewinne hands him a handkerchief, which he takes with a wheezed word of thanks. She's squinting at him in suspicion, antennae twitching as she watches the duke squirm.
"I'm afraid I don't follow," Wriothesley coughs one last time into the handkerchief, clearing his throat in an attempt to get rid of the roughness in his voice. It doesn't work. "Perhaps you're mistaken, Sigewinne. Are you certain that you haven't just seen someone around the fortress using something similar? Or maybe you saw it in fashion on the surface."
Sigewinne is sure she hasn't. She just hums in thought, placing her hands on her hips as she continues to evaluate the necklace, while Wriothesley pointedly does not meet her gaze.
It's a simple thing, really. A silver circle on a thin silver chain, and from this distance Sigewinne can barely make out what looks like two letters and a date carved on it. It's this simplicity, actually, that makes it stand out amidst the Duke's otherwise chunky and bold accessories.
Sigewinne keeps staring, trying to remember just where oh where had she seen something like that before, and why does it nag her so much that she can't recall. Wriothesley doesn't offer up any information, however, having chosen to pour himself another cup of tea and resuming reading his paper.
Eventually, the nurse relents and turns to head down the staircase to leave his office with a word of farewell thrown over her shoulder, still bothered by the mystery that she just can't solve, but knowing what the Duke is like when he clams up.
"Oh! Hi, Sigewinne!" You greet, almost running into her as she descends, while you yourself are on your way up. You reach out a hand to steady her lest she roll down the rest of the way. "Leaving already? Everything alright?"
"Everything is fine," she says kindly, patting your arm in thanks as she looks up to your face. "Some patients to check on, but otherwise nothing particularly noteworthy. His Grace just refuses to answer any of my questions, however..."
But then her eyes catch on something shiny on your neck. Something shiny, and looking awfully like the object of her interest just a few short minutes ago. She glances at it, and as close as she is, she can make out what is carved on the pendant around your neck: A simple W and the date November 23 written underneath it.
She pauses mid-sentence, turning to glance over her shoulder.
Wriothesley is still reading his paper, but from here even she can see how he's trying to subtly glance over it in your direction. His fingers clench the sheets in anticipation and how his boot has started to tap on the floor despite his show of nonchalance. She looks at the pot of tea he had put out earlier, notices just how much tea there still seems to be in it, and the extra teacup that she had asked about earlier when she had first come in.
Just in case a guest stops by, he had told her, and nothing after that. Suddenly, she has a pretty good guess of what is written on his grace's necklace.
"Nevermind," she corrects, trying not to smile too widely. "But I certainly have to be going. Enjoy your... meeting with his grace. I'll see you later!"
You blink at her abrupt departure. "Oh? Okay. Uh... Bye, Sigewinne. See you soon!"
She nods, hurriedly excusing herself in an attempt to give you two some privacy, finally letting her happy little grin show once she was no longer in sight. She shuts the doors behind her and takes a moment, then practically skips her way back to the infirmary, her steps light and joyful.
I'm glad. They deserve to be happy together.
#astronetwrk#ă đâ⏠ă catcze.desserts#Wriothesley x reader#genshin impact x reader#cw gn reader#Wriothesley#Genshin Impact
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a request if u want tooođ„ș i really like dark rafe cameron i need one where he broke up with her because he is scared to love but she walks on weird dudes trying to as*ault her and he just goes crazy because he realises he really love her
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warnings: soft dark!rafe cameron, attempted sexual assault (not by rafe), physical violence, (soft?) angst, a little manipulation
requested?: yes
author's note: i actually had an idea similar to this so i added in a little of my own details, i hope you still like it. if you guys want more dark!character fics, i won't stop you from requesting đ. dividers made by @cafekitsune
Tanneyhill was overcrowded with teenagers as music blared from every speaker in the house. The back doors were wide open as people went in and out.
Sarah and y/n held hands as they pushed their way to the backyard. Sarah led them to a small area where the could talk alone.
"So, see anyone you like?" Sarah asked y/n as they observed the people around them. "I saw your man from World History inside. What about him?"
"Eh," y/n shrugged uninterested in the boy. "He's cute, but he's unimaginable stupid."
"Okay." Sarah laughed at her. "Well, we need to find you someone. We didn't throw this for not to get laid." She smirked a little making y/n roll her eyes.
Someone cleared their throat behind them. They both turned to see Rafe with Topper and Kelce. y/n rolled her eyes and turned back around while Sarah groaned.
"Why are you here, Rafe?" Sarah asked. "I thought you three were having a sleepover." Rafe rolled his eyes.
"We came back here instead." Rafe shrugged. "Didn't know we'd be crashing a party." He said staring at y/n's back.
"So leave then." Sarah gave him a fake smile and turned back around.
"I think we'll stay actually." Rafe said slowly walking away with Topper and Kelce.
"God, he's annoying." Sarah huffed. "Sorry, he was supposed to be gone until tomorrow." She gave her a 'sorry' smile.
"Don't worry about it." y/n shook her head. "Just help me get to him." She nodded towards a boy who sat by the fire pit with a friend of theirs.
Rafe leaned against the wall as he watched y/n and the boy she had just met talk on the couch. She was practically sitting on his lap as she threw back her drink. She had clearly had one too many while trying to loosen herself up. Rafe's blood started to boil as the boy's hand moved to her thigh and slowly up.
"Can you not stare at them like a creeper?" Sarah snapped at Rafe. He peeled his eyes away from the scene in front of him. "You broke up with her, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember." Rafe stated through gritted teeth.
"Then why are you stalking her?" Sarah shrugged crossing her arms.
"I'm making sure she's okay." Rafe said. "Do you even know who that guy is?"
"Our friend knows him." Sarah told him. "His name is Cooper."
"Yeah, I know." Rafe huffed. "He's Logan Foreman's younger brother."
"Am I supposed to know who that is?" Sarah furrowed her brows.
"He's an asshole who treats girls like shit." Rafe told her.
"Oh, and you've never mistreated a girl?" Sarah tilted her head at him. "Can you just admit you're jealous and leave them be?" Sarah laughed. "It's pathetic, Rafe."
"Where did they go?" Rafe stood up straight from putting all his weight against the wall.
"Jesus, Rafe! You're like a guard dog." Sarah scoffed before walking away.
Rafe ignored her comment looking around the house for y/n. He whipped his head around and caught a glimpse of y/n drunkenly stumbling down a hallway while Cooper had his hand wrapped around her wrist; dragging her to a guest bedroom. Rafe immediately started pushing people to get to the stairs.
"Rafe! Stop!" Sarah shouted. "You're so controlling!" She hurried after him, wishing everyone would move out of the way.
Rafe cursed under his breath at the, what felt like, unnecessary amount of stairs. For he once he didn't appreciate having such a big house. He pushed open every door most of them, fortunately, being empty. The only door locked was the last one at the end of the hallway. He started banging his fist on the door.
"Someone's in here!" He heard Cooper shouted from inside only adding fuel to the fire.
Rafe stepped back before throwing his body into the door. He huffed and reeled his leg back, kicking the wooden door open. He stomped inside the room seeing Cooper on top of y/n who was confused, attempting to push him off of her.
"Mother Fucker." Rafe spat charging towards Cooper. He grabbed the back of his shirt getting him off of her. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Rafe grabbed him roughly making him face him. "You think I was gonna let you get away with that?"
"She's not your girl anymore, Cameron." Cooper chuckled, but was cut off my Rafe swinging at him. His fist connecting directly to his jaw.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you." Rafe kicked his legs out from underneath him before getting on top of him and beginning to pummel his fist into his face. Cooper's blood poured out of his nose and mouth onto Rafe's fist and the floor.
"Oh my god," Sarah exclaimed seeing Rafe. Topper and Kelce ran into the room going to pull Rafe off of Cooper. "y/n!" She ran to the bed sitting next to her.
"Sarah.." y/n grabbed her hand. Her brain still fuzzy from the liquor, but being more alert now.
"It's me." Sarah nodded. "I'm so sorry. It's gonna be okay." She let y/n lean into her. She wrapped her arms around her tight. Tears welled in her eyes feeling slightly responsible for the situation. "I'm sorry."
y/n only scooted as close to Sarah as she could. The feeling of her arms around her and her hand stroking her head making her feel safe again.
"Rafe! Man, stop!" Topper and Kelce shouted using all their strength to pull Rafe off the boy before he killed him.
Cooper coughed, blooding splashing onto the floor.
The room fell almost completely silent. The only noises being heard was the boys heavy breathing, Cooper's whining, and Sarah's sniffling.
"Get everyone out." Rafe instructed Topper and Kelce. They looked at Sarah who nodded before they walked out the room. "Make sure she's okay." Rafe looked at Sarah. His stare was hard, telling Sarah he was blaming her.
"I will." Sarah nodded.
Rafe grabbed Cooper and pulled him up. The boy groaned and struggled against his grip, but Rafe was still able to drag the boy away.
"I'm so sorry, y/n." Sarah leaned her forehead against hers.
"It's not your fault." y/n whispered. "Just keeping holding me, please."
y/n laid in Sarah's bed in a pair of comfy clothes she had left before. She stared at the tv not really paying attention to the show as Sarah was in her bathroom showering.
The bedroom door opened making y/n sit up. She relaxed a little upon seeing Rafe. He quietly closed the door as walked over the side of the bed.
"Hi?" y/n said softly. She moved letting her feet hang off the side.
"Are you okay?" Rafe asked sitting beside her.
"Yeah." She nodded looking at him shyly. "Thank you."
"I would never let anyone hurt you." Rafe said. "Together or not. I won't let anyone touch you."
y/n gave him a small smile before looking down at her feet.
"I wanna get back together, baby." Rafe said. He got down on his knees in front of her so her thighs were on either side of him.
"Rafe..." y/n sighed. "You're just saying that because you're worried. You don't love me." She shook her head.
"I love you more than anything else in the world, baby." Rafe grabbed her face in his hands. "I thought letting you go would protect you, but I now know the only way you'll be safest is with me."
"What?" y/n scrunched her brows.
"You can't do things like this anymore. You have to stay with me. You saw what happened tonight when I let you go on your own. What if I wasn't here?" Rafe explained. "You have to stay with me, okay?"
"Okay." y/n nodded slowly.
Rafe smiled getting up off his knees. He leaned down kissing her forehead. "Stay with Sarah tonight. I'll see you in the morning."
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In the mood for...
Oct 23rd
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1. itmf fics where lwj (or even one of the other characters like nhs or the juniors) gets mad about what lxc said to wwx about being lwjâs only mistake?
Thank you for your help!
break by justdoityoufucker (orphan_account) (T, 3k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LXC Critical, JC Critical, Canonical Character Death, GuÄnyÄ«n Temple Scene, BAMF WN, Protective WN)
đđ When has silence saved anyone? by Vrishchika (T, 6k, wangxian, LSZ & WWX & LWJ, post-canon, LXCÂ critical, family feels, angry LWJ & LSZ, LXC gets scolded)
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2. hello! itmf request for fics where lwj punches people. like we know he's good with the sword but his lan arm strength should also be used for breaking jaws with his fists. no jc bashing tho. i mean lwj can beat him up, but id rather the author not, yknow? thank you very much in advance and blessings come your way!
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3. Do you know of any fics where wwx's ghost sticks around to help raise lsz? @dawnforger-fr
𧥠Lan Sizhui Sees Dead People Series by darkbrokenreaper (T, 30k, WIP, WangXian, LWJ & LSZ, JC & LSZ, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Kid Fic, Hurt/Comfort, lsz sees dead people, Paranormal)
𧥠Ghosts Shouldnât by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)
From the beyond Series by apathyinreverie (T, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Some angst, Ghost WWX, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX, Domestic WangXian, rogue cultivators wangxian, of sorts, Ghostly Sunshine Husbands: A Guide on Accidental Sect Creation by Hanguang-Jun, Cultivation World Critical, Fix-It, Oblivious WWX, Smitten LWJ, Time Skips)
A-Yuanâs first Inquiry by SaiaiSaiko (G, 1k, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, LWJ Plays Inquiry, LSZ Plays Inquiry, Canonical Character Death, Spirits)
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4. (First part moved to FF) where wwx goes to the future (modern) if you have any fanfics like that, I would appreciate it @quwieiidkd
đConfusion by Vrishchika (Not rated, 4k, wangxian, time travel)
𧥠The Shade of Old Trees by Kryal (T, 363k, WangXian, Ridiculously Long Notes, History, Canon Divergence, Modern AU, Slow Burn, Worldbuilding, Slow Life, Action/Adventure, Magic Returns, BAMF WWX) which isn't tagged as time travel but has a canon-era Wei Wuxian frozen in a block of ice and, after being discovered in current times and thawed, he has to adjust to the future. / One of my all time top favourites
đI Got Isekai'd into a High School Romance But I Used to Be the Founder of Demonic Cultivation! by LizzyPanic (T, 20k, WangXian, Minor XuanLi, Canon Divergence, Modern AU, Reverse Isekai and Transmigration, High School, wwx is a cultivator, no one else is, Pining, Flirting, attempts at humor, gender nonconforming nhs, First Kiss, Good Uncle LQR, Light Angst)
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5. Yilingwei type fics, some have protective commoners. I really wanna say murder of crows by cerbykerby or cradle by dragonesque had that element. I know I've read ones where the locals find the visiting cultivators sus and the cold welcome unnerves the visitors (cause they expected the locals to hate the "great evil") or where locals scam the voting cultivators by over charging for items they wouldn't be familiar with cause snooty & don't shop for themselves
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6. In the mood for:
a) Canon characteristics compliant fics.
b) Fics where Lan Xichen is shady, mean, condescending, or doesn't like Wei Wuxian (Preferably with LWJ standing by his man)
c) modern Fics where WWX is disowned or kicked out of the Jiang but goes on to do well. (Preferably, confident!WWX)
Please đ„ș and thank you đ @myblurryreality
For 6B, I didn't mention it but it can be in canon or an AU.
6A)
It's Only Time by etymologyplayground (T, 8k, WangXian, Epistolary, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, It's About The Yearning., Getting Together, Love Confessions, Cuddling & Snuggling, Humor)
and he sang about the stars by hauntme_then (M, 29k, WangXian, Brotherhood, Growing Up Together, Canon Compliant, Canon-Typical Violence, Angst, Grief/Mourning, Canonical Character Death)
Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses by hansbekhart (Not Rated, 19k, LSZ & LWJ, WangXian, dad wangji, LWJâs Questionable Parenting Skills, Grief/Mourning, Recovery, Injury Recovery, Hopeful Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses [podfic] by someplacelikebolivia)
Florescendo by flowercity (FaoriE) (T, 9k, WangXian, Sentient Burial Mounds, Canon Compliant, POV Second Person, POV Third Person, Introspection, there are wangxian scenes but theyre not the focus, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Kinda, poetic prose, the mortifying ordeal of having hope, Character StudyParallels)
6C)
crimson blue by cherrywhiskey (E, 138k, WangXian, Modern, Arranged Marriage, Angst with a Happy Ending, Marriage of Convenience, genius WWX, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Supportive LQR, Bottom LWJ, Eventual mpreg, Protective WWX, protective LWJ, Soap Opera, with plenty of telenovela tropes, like scheming in-laws, sizzling drama, Romance, AND SO MUCH LOVE & DEVOTION, Power Couple Wangxian, they're smitten with each other, WWX Ă LQR bonding, soft LWJ, but he also has a temper, WWX's debt & duty factor is heavily focused, baby is not having a good time im sorry, let me show you what Wei Wuxian's love looks like, comes with gorgeous arts) he doesn't get kicked out, more like leaves
Crazy, Rich Cultivators by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 13k, wangxian, Modern Cultivation, Idiots in Love, Misunderstandings, POV LWJ, Ä«this started as a crazy rich asians au but quickly got away from me, light moments of angst but mostly shenanigans)
đ Step by step by apathyinreverie (T, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, JFM and YZY Bashing, not particularly Jiang family friendly, Guilt, Fluff, past angst, Flashbacks, Protective LWJ, Soft WWX, adorable a-yuan, Friendship, Family, Getting Together, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff)
Catharsis by Starfell123 (T, 9k, WangXian, Modern Cultivation, mentions of abuse, Mentions of Disownment, Swearing, Friendship, Attempted Arranged Marriage, WWX has gone through therapy, Catharsis, supportive friends, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Genius WWX, Rich WWX, Bad Parent YZY, Bad Parent JFM, BAMF WWX)
you'll always know me (ana_cp) by anaphoricae (E, 127k, WangXian, Modern, Actor WWX, Teacher LWJ, Getting Back Together, Exes to Lovers, is it exes to lovers if you never quite defined your relationship?, for WangXian it is, Angst with a Happy Ending, LWJ being cute with children alert, WWX rides a motorcycle, LWJ writes as a hobby, ALL THE GOOD THINGS, Back hugs as a love language, Sharing Food as a Love Language, Really anything between them is a love language if you squint hard enough)
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7. Hello! Could someone recommend some fics where wwx is believed dead at the burning of lotus pier/the burial mounds/the beginning of the war and everyone mourns him??? Thank you in advance, have a nice day <333
The Scarlet Lotus by rainbowninja167 (M, 137k, WangXian, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Identity, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Canon-Typical Violence, canon-typical war crimes, Yunmeng Bros, the mortifying ordeal of getting seduced by your own husband, nonlinear chronology we die like cql, just kidding nobody dies in this fic, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication) doesnt die, but everyone believes he's gone crazy
Lay my body down by tawaen (M, 48k, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, wangxian, WWX & JYL, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Eventual WangXian, No Golden Core Transfer, Not Cultivation World Friendly, Canon-Typical Violence, Not JC Friendly, What if WWX saw the first siege of the burial mounds and said Nope to the war, OCs, OC point-of-view for one chapter for plot reasons)
Go Hiking With a Blindfold On by Hauntcats (Not Rated, 12k, WangXian, WWX & JC, WWX & WQ, Not JC Friendly, Time Travel Fix-It, No Golden Core Transfer, Canon JC Characteristics)
when youâre doing all the leaving (then itâs never your love lost) by tardigradeschool (T, 26k, wangxian, canon divergence, hurt/comfort, canon-typical violence, sharing clothes, sharing a bed, fix-it, golden core transfer)
The Fire Lapping Up the Creek by notevenyou (E, 66k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Injury, Injury Recovery, Blood, Respiratory Illness, Major Illness, Fever, Grief/Mourning, Burial Mounds, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hunger and food scarcity, Surgery, Fix-It of Sorts)
only the dead (have seen the end of war) by comforting_monachopsis (T, 42k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, temporary amnesia, BAMF WWX, sad LWJ, grief/mourning, loneliness, mild gore, secret identity, loss of identity, identity porn, angst, humor, crossdressing)
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8. Hello đ„°!
Itmf:
A) Artist Lan Wangji and muse Wei Wuxian. Whether it's painting, photography, sculpture, I'm happy!
B) Wangxian (one or both) being acrobats like in Cirque Du Soleil. I'm talking aerial silks, those things in the air where performers throw other performers to each other, contortionists, etc.
C) One or both of Wangxian as dancers. It can be any kind of dancing (if it's sexual, I'd prefer it if there wasn't a lot of actual sex). Ballroom dancing, ballet dancing, swing dancing, whatever! (I've already read Unstrictly Ballroom by Ariaste).
Thank you!! @acebookdragon47
8A)
when you say nothing at all by sysrae (T, 4k, WangXian, Modern AU, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, artist LWJ, tattoo artist WWX, past angst, Getting Together, emotionally significant art installations, Soulmates)
đa reunion is made of words by spookykingdomstarlight (T, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Artist LWJ, Estranged Friends to Lovers, Reunions, Chance Meetings, Second Chances)
Muse by LadyVamp (E, 9k, WangXian, WangXianXi, Modern AU, Romance, Tragic Romance, Artist and Muse, Painting, Sex, Explicit Sexual Content)
8B)
fear you won't fall by anaphoricae (E, 87k, WangXian, Modern, Circus, Fire Dancer WWX, Trapeze Artist LWJ, Slow Burn, Rom com vibes, No Angst, Just an overall good time I hope, Come as Lube, Rimming, WWX and LWJ's 'mutual dislike' to 'let's get married tomorrow' pipeline, some scenes of WWX and LWJ being really cute with children. Beware!, Bottom LWJ) circus au with trapeze artist lwj & fire dancer wwx
8C)
Falling to the Rhythm by Selenay (E, 128k, WangXian, Modern: No Powers, Dance, Strictly Come Dancing Fusion, Ballroom Dancing, Dancer!WWX, Violinist LWJ, Pining While Dancing, Oblivious WWX, Gratuitous Costume Descriptions, Gratuitous dancing descriptions, Slow Burn, [Podfic] Falling to the Rhythm by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona)) Both fics are explicit but I don't believe there're too many explicit scenes in either story.
varied my velocities by fantasiavii (E, 58k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ballerina LWJ, Football/Soccer player WWX, Enemies to Lovers, Top WWX/Bottom LWJ, Dom WWX, Angst with a happy ending, Internalized homophobia) Both fics are explicit but I don't believe there're too many explicit scenes in either story.
Pas de Deux by TriviasFolly (M, 62k, WangXian, Modern AU, ballet dancer lwj, Hip Hop Dancer WWX, dance teacher au, reference to career ending injuries, referenced injuries, Addiction, Drug Addiction, we attempt some pining)
Ugly Duckling by Witch_Nova221 (T, 57k, WangXian, NieLan, Romance, Friends to Lovers, Ballet Dancer WWX, Ballet Dancer LWJ, Theatre, Dance School)
đspace, skin, muscle, bone by tombenough_and_continent (T, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake, Non-Linear Narrative, Dance, Background SongXiao, background NieLan, a surprising amount of texting, gratuitous use of ballet terminology)
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9. ITMF where WWX's title is not yiling patriach. Like ghost flute or red lotus or something. It could be that his title was yiling patriach and he or someone change the title to something else. Thanks!
Hand in Hand Together (All Your Life) by sami (T, 41k, JC/WZL, WangXian, Asexual JC, Queerplatonic relationship, Implied future NMJ/JYL, Not Everyone Dies, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, Honestly at this point you probably know what you're getting with me, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Slow Burn)
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10. ITMF where LWJ runs away/defecting the lan sect and join the jiang sect. Like after his punishment, he feels trapped in the lan sect and leaves his forhead ribbon and then join the jiang
Bonus if JWY and LWJ become a reluctant partner in crime/coparenting
Another bonus if WWX is the only casualty
Thanks
The Price of Freedom by meyari (T, 32k, WangXian, JC/LWJ, Past Character Death, Grief/Mourning, PTSD, Post-War, Children In Danger, Past Rape/Non-con, Warning: JGS, Physical Abuse, Chronic Pain, Canon-Typical Violence, seriously a lot of grief and loss, no resurrections (yet), LQR Bashing, Execution, excessive discipline, Platonic Relationships) note that it's tagged for JC/LWJ but it actually is more platonic
Delight in Misery by nirejseki (Not rated, 44k, WangXian, JC & WWX, JC & LWJ, JC/LWJ, WIP, Canon Divergence, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Accidental Life Partner Acquisition)
First Love by Kaunakukko (Liitohauki), translation of ĐĐ”ŃĐČĐ°Ń Đ»ŃĐ±ĐŸĐČŃ by AlexVulpinus and Mathew, (M, 109k, JC/LWJ, Memory Loss, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Drama & Romance, Post-First Siege of the Burial Mounds, Translation - English, Original - Russian)
picking up the pieces by KouriArashi (M, 111k, JYL & LWJ, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Alternate Canon, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Regret, Family, Kid Fic, Families of Choice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Politics, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, canon typical political bullshit, Eventual Happy Ending) is an AU where Jiang Yanli lives while Jiang Cheng dies. Lan Wangji takes Yuan to Lotus Pier to raise him alongside Jiang Yanli raising Jin Ling.
â€ïž For Both Of Us (And Time Is But A Paper Moon) by sami (E, 65k, WangXian, Time Travel, Some People Live/Not Everyone Dies, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Yunmeng Shuangjie, Canon Divergence, Asexual JC, First Time, Getting Together, BAMF JC, BAMF LWJ, [Podfic] Cold read of For Both Of Us (And Time Is But A Paper Moon) by kisahawklin, ĐĐ»Ń ĐœĐ°Ń ĐŸĐ±ĐŸĐžŃ
(Đ ĐČŃĐ”ĐŒŃ Đ»ĐžŃŃ Đ±ŃĐŒĐ°Đ¶ĐœĐ°Ń Đ»ŃĐœĐ°) (Russian translation) by nomuad) I'm not sure if this is exactly what OP it's looking for, as this is a) a time travel fic and b) LWJ defects to the Jiang sect after the Cloud Recesses lectures. But hopefully OP can still enjoy
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11. ITMF a fic where lwj pines/crushes hard on wwx. light hearted and indulgent vibes, preferably modern au but cloud recesses arc also welcome. thank youu @f1sh1ng4gl0ry
every time we kiss i swear i could fly by sarahyyy (T, 2k, WangXian, College/University, Kissing Booths, Misunderstandings, Getting Together, First Kiss, Love Confessions)
How Wei Ying Went from Oblivious Idiot to Shameless Boyfriend in Three Days by misscam (T, 5k, wangxian, Modern, College/University, Getting Together, Humor)
đ love on 35mm by fakeplasticlily (M, 26k, wangxian, modern au, college/university au, pining, LWJ is BFFs with JYL)
mating rituals by detectorist (E, 16k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, College/University, Humour, Pining, Getting Together, Idiots in Love)
đ youâve ruined my life (by not being mine) by cicer (E, 132k, WangXian, Modern AU, Developing Relationship, Idiots in Love, Awkward Flirting, teenage romance, Shameless WWX, slowburn, Demisexuality, references to lqrâs a+ parenting, references to jfmâs a+ parenting, but weâre gonna get a happy ending ANYWAY, references to yzyâs a+ parenting, Background NMJ/LXC, hints of nmj/lxc/jgy, bottom LWJ in chapter 15)
r/relationships by vespertineflora (T, 8k, WangXian, Modern AU, Social Media, Viral Reddit Post, Pining, Crushes, Friends to Lovers, Awkward Flirting, Romantic Gestures, Romantic Comedy, Love Confessions, Kissing, Happy Ending)
itâs just (aah) a little crush (crush!) by sweetlolixo (T, 9k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Romance, Fluff, Pining LWJ, Humor, Courting Rituals, Teen Wangxian)
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12. For the next itmf I wanted some time travel from post-Canon to the Sunshot campaign, I haven't been able to find anything like this but I'm fairly dure it exists đą thank u âĄ
đ Forget Myself in Memories by geethr75 (T, 10k, JC& WWX, JC & JL, JL & LSZ & LJY & OYZZ, WangXian, LXC & NMJ, JYL/JZX, Junior Quartet Dynamics, Time Travel Fix-It, Juniors travel to the past, Post-Canon, Canon Divergence, double trouble, Past WWX meets future WWX in MXY's body, Past JC meets future JC, Sect Leader JL, Sect Leader OYZZ, Sect Heir LJY, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, JGY dies as Meng Yao, SS and JZN dies, JGS dies, WQ & WN lives, JYL & JZX Lives, Canon doesn't exist anymore, no golden core transfer, No golden core melting, The Juniors save the day, WWX saves the day too, Alternate Timelines)
Lynchpin by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 103k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Time Travel, Fix-It)
Stubborn Shadows by secretlyteo (teobunn) (T, 24k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, comes in at the moment WC dies, Wangxian ducking around with their past selves, LSZ is tired and would like to go home)
Time Travel, Obviously by nirejseki (Not Rated, 1k, Time Travel, Crack)
Whatever it takes by Moonlit_dewdrops (T, 115k, JC & WWX, WangXian, JC & WWX & JYL, JC/WQ, JYL & WQ, WWX & WQ, WWX & JGY, WWX & JZX, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, Not Everyone Dies, yunmeng prides, POV JC, POV WWX; WQ & WN live, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, WWX & JC actually communicate, Yunmeng Siblings fluff, But Also Some Angst, Lots of WangXian moments, Protective JC, Protective LWJ, JGS & JXN will die for sure, NMJ Lives, Twin Prides of Yunmeng Feels, Slow burn but not for Wangxian, Brotherhood, justice for the wen remnants, JYL & JZX Live, Wen Remnants Live, Cinnamon Roll WN, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Cannibalism, reference to wwxâs suicide, Established Relationship, Torture)
đ if you canât beat them, recruit them by moeblobmegane (T, 228k, Wangxian, NHS & WWX, WWX & WQ, Time Travel Fix-It, Conspiracy, Spies & Secret Agents, Team as Family, Found Family, Burial Mounds, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Pining, Morally Ambiguous Character, Rumors, Politics, Developing Friendships, Good Uncle LQR, Demonic Cultivation, YilingWei Sect)
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13. Hey do yall have any fic recs where wwx needs more recovery after the battle at nightless city at the end of the sunshot campaign? @turtleoftheabyss
Tether by WithBroomBefore (T, 40k, WangXian, SangLi, WWXâs passive suicidality, Canon Divergence, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, WWX Lives, JYL Lives, Golden Core Reveal, Minor Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV JYL, Grief/Mourning, Sunshot Campaign, Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Family Feels, LWJ makes friends, Fix-It, Happy Ending)
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14. Hi so do you have any fix where wwx is like a mother to the juniors like he gives motherly advice and is a comfort to everyone and acts like a mother too and the juniors secretly refer to him as their mother or some kind of mother figure @constancebloodstone
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15. Hello! ITMF a fic where wangxian spend at least part of the fic living far away from the cultivation world, something where wwx gets a chance to heal and live away from all the politics and drama.
Thank you so much for all the work you do! Iâve found so many wonderful fics scrolling though this blog, youâre amazing!!
đđAway from Trouble by Ilona22 (M, 15k, WangXian, Not JC Friendly, LWJ/WWX Get a Happy Ending)
Discarded by teawater (E, 187k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Dying Lan children, Hurt/Comfort, YL WWX, Golden Core Reveal, Case Fic, Depression, Family Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Self Confidence Issues, Self-Worth Issues, Angst with a Happy Ending, and itâs not always dark, POV Multiple, BAMF WWX, dubious morals in the Lan sect Feels, Pining, Grief, Fix-It, BAMF LWJ)
And They Have Escaped The Weight of Darkness by cosmicmilktea (T, 10k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Grief/Mourning, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Screw the Cultivation world tbh, The Lan precepts deserves better, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, domestic life, Social justice boyfriends wangxian, Happy Ending) These next two may also work but Wei Ying develops amnesia in both and doesn't remember his past
𧥠the river brought you here by chilianxianzi (Not Rated, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, POV Outsider, Amnesia, Past abuse, Strangulation, Found Family) These next two may also work but Wei Ying develops amnesia in both and doesn't remember his past
wide enough and wild by impossibletruths (E, 64k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Getting Together, Canonical Accidental Baby Acquisition, Families of Choice, References to Depression, Happy Ending, I Swear To God Iâm Giving Them A Happy Ending, Overzealous Use Of Imagery, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Well Except WN But He Was Already Dead So, Fix-It of Sorts, [Podfic] Wide Enough and Wild by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona))
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16. ITMF where peoplw found out/relized that the resentful energy is the one that keep WWX alive or functional. Thanks
The Core Issue by Hauntcats (T, 21k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Not JC Friendly, Canon Divergence)
â€ïž three surgeries and a mercy kill by MarbleGlove (T, 11k, medical procedures, fix-it, Demonic Cultivation, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Self-Indulgent, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies)
𧥠decay by antebunny (G, 15k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst, Misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, the fluffiest ending, Hurt/Comfort)
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17. Hi, I'm hoping that someone has recs of mxy being pregnant before bringing back wwx, so when wwx comes back he is pregnant
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#wangxian#mdzs#wangxian fic recs#i'm in the mood for a fic#the untamed#wangxian fic search#wangxianficfinder#long post
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You made me think about immunocompromised Tim so now you suffer the consequences (my thoughts) :D
Disclaimer: I haven't actually read that particular arc yet - I'll get around to it, I swear! But I do know roughly what happens.
With the whole spleentuation Tim turns the Red Robin costume into what basically amounts to a Hazmat suit. He doesn't actually change much - he goes for full face coverage and introduces some airtight seals. It makes upkeep slightly more laborious and makes him a lot scarier than he wants to be but it's this or risking getting benched for an infection for an unreasonably long time. Bruce returns and doesn't even question the look until he finds older Red Robin costume without the Hazmat qualities and in an attempt of casual bonding asks Tim why he changed it. You can imagine how the rest goes.
Second scenario:
Bruce vanishes before the pandemic, when he returns the family is very careful with like, disinfecting everything and they always have gloves and masks on their person. He writes it off as a side-effect on the pandemic until he realises how much more careful everyone is around Tim
Third scenario:
Tim uses his general lack of an immune system as a way to get out of things he doesn't want to do where there'll be a crowd. Mostly Gala's. Like:
Tim: I'm worried I'll get sick when I go to the opening of the Lexcorps factory we need to make An Appearance at.
Bruce: You went to ComicCon last week, you'll be fine.
Tim: đ„ș
And like, what's Bruce going to do? Tim is right he SHOULD be a lot more careful. He SHOULDN'T go to the gala. So he folds like wet paper without fail every time. Tim cuts his public appearances down to an absolute minimum. Jason is seen more often and he's supposed to be dead.
Tims coup de resistance (is that the saying) is getting to attend a business meeting virtually because one of the three (3) people there was travelling two weeks ago
4.
Bruce: Tim you should go to sleep staying up this long is not good for your health your immune system will thank you.
Tim: what immune system.
Bruce: What do you mean what immune system.
Tim *chuckles*: I'm in danger.
Bruce: What do you mean what immune system.
5.
Damian sneezes once and refuses to take off his mask for six days straight on the off-chance he'll get Tim sick. He was literally digging through the dusty attic. He is not sick. Tim isn't even around half the time. You don't need to sleep in the mask Damian. DAMIAN.
âJason is seen more often and he's supposed to be dead.â <<<asfghjkl XD this is taking me OUTđ I never really thought of Tim using this as a âget out of jail freeâ card but he so would. But only for things he doesnât want to do. That party of maybe 200 guests at most? Nope sorry canât do it, too risky. That concert with 50,000+ people? Completely fine
All these scenarios were so fun!! I especially appreciated âWhat do you mean what immune system.â and Tim just immediately starts sweating bullets cause Oh Did He Forget To Mention That?
and Damian would so be super paranoid to accidentally get Tim sick but also would never admit that because Tim Must Never Know He Worries About Him
Damian wearing a full mask, gloves, and maintaining a ten ft distance at all times because Jon (who has seasonal allergies) sneezed kinda close to him: Youâre a disgrace to this family Drake. Do us a favor and die
Tim not falling for this for a second: Uh-huh so can I just- [attempts to take approximately One Step Closer]
Damian rapidly scrambling back: nO I HATE YOU STAY AWAY-
Please feel free to share your thoughts againđ€Ł
#these were so fun#thank you for your contribution#I love asks#ive only gotten two but theyâre fun#batfam#tim drake#tims missing spleen#damian wayne#dc comics
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Hi gorgeous đ
I honestly love you work, thank you so much â€ïž
If it's not too much to ask but my birthday is on 14th March so can you write a hyunjin x f reader smut +fluff with him giving reader his birthday gift for her (surprise me with your writing)?
I would really appreciate it đ„ș
Bye đ
SYMPHONIES
cw: mature content MDNI, fem reader, oral *f receiving, swearing, friends to lovers, no aftercare shown but is implied
wc: 1.3k
a.n - happy birthday beautiful!! i hope this was a good enough present <3
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12:00 AM
Tons of DMs, calls and texts erupt on your phone simultaneously, wishing you a happy birthday. Everyone but the one you wanted most.
Is it wrong to be in love with your best friend since the sixth grade? To a normal person, maybe, but to you itâs the reality youâre forced to live.
4:00 AM
Did he forget? You canât blame him; he is an idol after all and heâs probably exhausted. At this point the group chat you are in with all the guys is blowing up to the point where you had to silence it once you realized that Hyunjin wasnât responding or jumping in the conversation.
CHILDREN OF CHAN
|lixie - happy birthday cutie
|hanji - HAPPY BIRTHDAY
|hanji - get ready to party bitch. itâs on
|seungmo - im not getting stuck with hanâs shitfaced ass this time
|minhoe - itâs only like one in the morning and youâre already plotting?
|innie - felix get back on league
|channie - im trying to sleep
|seungmo - put your phone on silent then old man
|seungmo - nvm you probably dont know how at ur jurassic age
You let out a small laugh and bite your lip, contemplating if you should thank them or not. Ultimately deciding against it and telling yourself that youâll do it when you wake up, you turn off your phone and roll over onto your side, soundlessly falling asleep.
10:00 AM
Thereâs a knock at the door, startling you out of yet another poor attempt at sleeping. You hop out of bed sluggishly and make your way to the living room. To your surprise, Hyunjin is leaning against the doorway, having let himself in with the emergency key you gave him when you first moved in.
âJust in case,â He insisted, âWhat if something happens and you need me? Or vice versa.â The fact that you believed that would be the only scenario he used it for seemed a bit foolish as he visited more and more.
You spot a somewhat large box, royal blue with a red ribbon on top, in Hyunjinâs hands. He smiles and pushes off the doorway. âIâm sorry to intrude like that, you werenât answering your phone.â He says when he reaches you.
You shrug, âItâs okay. I was only sleeping.â Hyunjin nods and places the box in your hands with a sly grin, âOpen,â He gestures towards the box. You move to the couch and take the lid off the box. The first thing on top is your very own Jiniret. âSo you stop kidnapping my child,â Hyunjin laughs and slides onto the couch next to you. The next thing you pull out is an all black hoodie and when you turn it around you see Hyunjinâs name on the back. The small gesture shouldnât cause butterflies to emerge in your stomach, but it does to your dismay.
You take out the rest of the stuff (a few small fake plants, Versace perfume that you scold him for buying for you, and a couple of his PCs sprinkled in between everything). You finally reach the bottom and furrow your eyebrows when you pull out a blindfold. You look at Hyunjin whose expression has morphed into something mischievous. He moves the box out of your lap and takes the blindfold out of your hands before tying it around your head, obstructing your vision.
âCâmon, stand up.â You do and Hyunjin slides his hand in yours, guiding you somewhere.
After a few moments you assume youâve reached your bedroom, the smell of your favorite candle filling the air. The door clicks behind you and now youâre hyper aware of Hyunjinâs presence.
âWhy are we in my room, Jin?â Instead of answering you, he runs his fingers delicately down your bare forearms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake.
âI think we can both agree that we have more than just a normal friendship, donât you think?â Hyunjinâs voice has noticeably dropped, causing shivers to wrack your body. Your heartbeat quickens so much that you wouldnât be surprised if he could hear it. âI asked you a question, baby.â
Are you dreaming? You must be dreaming. There is absolutely no way you arenât. He would never say anything like this. Right? Right. Youâre pulled out of your thoughts when Hyunjin places his hands on your hips and presses you flush against his body.
Maybe you arenât dreaming, judging by the very real, sizable erection digging into your stomach. âHyunjin I-â You arenât too sure what to say except to agree with him. He walks you back to the bed and gently lets you down, climbing over you soon after.
âAre you sure?â You know for sure that he would never lie about something like this, especially with you. Youâre asking yourself more than you are him.
He toys with the hem of your shirt, âMay I?â You nod and raise your arms as he lifts it over your head before immediately attaching his lips to your neck. Hyunjin nips at your shoulder and collar bone before making his way down to your breasts. âDo you want this?â
âYes, please.â You whine. He unclasps your bra and throws it somewhere. His mouth attacks your right breast, his other hand massaging the other. Your back arches in pleasure and you canât help but let out a groan. How canât you when Hwang fucking Hyunjin has his pretty pink lips wrapped around your nipple.
âFuck, baby. You make the sexiest sounds.â Hyunjin drops to his knees, pulling your shorts and panties down with him. His mouth waters at the sight of his index finger being swallowed whole by your tight heat.
âHoly shit,â You say breathlessly. You raise your hands to take the blindfold but he stops you.
âNot yet, baby. Want to make you come first,â With that he adds another finger and watches, mesmerized, as your cunt takes his digits. The lewd sounds filling the room are enough to make him bust right then and there. He manages to pull himself together though. That is, until he gets a taste of you.
Hyunjinâs tongue slides in between your folds in one flat stripe and he groans. The groan is so deep that you feel it vibrate through your entire being. He traces figure eights across your clit and you swear you're in heaven. His tongue is euphoric and the feeling of his delighted groans are better than ecstasy.
âHyune, please. Iâm almost there.â Your fingers tug at his roots so hard you might have to apologize later. Hyunjin doesnât seem to mind very much.
âYouâre so good for me, baby. Come on, finish for me. Let me hear those pretty little symphonies of moans.â You clench around his fingers as he increases the pressure on your clit, giving you a knee buckling orgasm. You crash so hard that Hyunjin has to hold up your waist to prevent you from falling.
He chuckles and licks the insides of your thighs clean before rising to his feet and pulling you into a wet kiss, your own juices invading your tastebuds. Hyunjin finally lets you take off the blindfold after helping you sit up. The man in front of you looks so proud of himself with a lopsided grin, your release glistening on his lips.
âHappy birthday, baby.â He pulls you into another kiss and cups your jaw.
âThis gonna happen every year?â You smile. Hyunjin shakes his head.
âThis is gonna happen whenever youâll let me.â
#snowyquokka#stray kids#skz#skz imagines#skz scenarios#skz x reader#skz reader insert#skz reactions#hwang hyunjin smut#hyunjin skz#stray kids imagines#hyunjin stray kids#hyunjin smut#hwang hyunjin
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hi i know u said u had writers block and i have this idea for a blurb/fic idk if you take requests and please delete this if you hate it BUT iâm terrible at writing and canât get this idea out of my head, mua/yn and harry are secretly dating, some of the crew figure it out as tour goes on but fans start to notice a girl at every show whoâs wearing like subtly matching outfits to harry and thatâs how people find out theyâre together, i just think itâd be such a cute concept AND maybe H doesnât realise at first and she wonât tell him till he notices and she gets all shy when he asks her about it đ„ș
so, i actually already have a makeup artist!y/n. it was one of the first fics i'd ever written on this page. so i just kinda tried to do a continuation of it here. enjoy!
The Makeup Artist, Vogue Beauty Secrets, Painting H's Nails
"Five more minutes."
"You said that five minutes ago."
Harry pulled back, his swollen lips turned down into a pout. "Do you not want five more minutes? You're hurting my heart, here, lovie."
You giggled and booped Harry's nose before kissing his cheek. "I want all the minutes, baby. But I think I'm also the only one paying attention to how close we're getting to showtime. And I have a job too, you know."
Harry didn't say anything to your attempt at logic, just leaned in again, his nose nudging against yours until he finally kissed you. And even though you knew you should've already been setting up your makeup kit to get the band ready, you let him. It was hard to say no, it was hard to say anything when he kept licking the seam of your lips, urging you to give him what he wanted. You.
And because you were about as obsessed with him as he was with you, you gave in, pushing him deeper into his makeup chair as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Harry grinned into the kiss, satisfied that you gave in.
"I'm gonna get fired for not doing my job," you mumbled a couple minutes later as he kissed his way up to your ear.
"By who? I'm technically the one that hired you," Harry replied with ease.
You rolled your eyes and pulled back just enough to hold his cheeks in your hands. "I have to get you ready."
He huffed. "It's not that much. We could even skip a couple steps. Save some time."
"I don't know about that," you said, brushing away a stray strand of his hair that had fallen in his face. "I was thinking about putting a little glitter on your chest, make it really sparkle under all those bright lights."
"I think you just want an excuse to rub your hands all over my chest."
"Well, duh. I thought that was a given."
As far as gigs went, being Harry's makeup artist was pretty low maintenance. It had been that way from the start, though sometimes you delved into some fun pre-show skincare when he let you. The bulk of your job was mainly with the women of the band, who were more than happy to let you take creative liberties with their makeup each show, though today would have to be on the simple side seeing as Harry was currently holding you hostage in his dressing room.
You were the one who liked to really go all out for your boyfriend's shows. The girls in the Love Band still needed something functional, cohesive, and something that didn't stand out so much since Harry was technically the focal point. So if you had time, you went all out with your own makeup, sometimes matching your eyeshadow or blush to Harry's stage outfits.
As you tried to remove yourself from Harry's lap, his arms tightened around your waist. "Just one more, and then I'm good."
Sighing, you kissed your pouty boyfriend's forehead. "Oh, my love, it's never just one more kiss with you."
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You were waiting for Harry by the side of the stage just before he was meant to go on. Some days you went to the tour bus to catch up on sleep during shows or napped in Harry's dressing room, but recently you'd been staying to watch him perform. You knew he appreciated it, and you enjoyed the high energy of being in the crowd and watching your boyfriend do what he loved (aside from kissing you senseless, of course).
"Is it just me, or are we matching?"
You turned toward where Harry was walking toward you, smiling as he looked you up and down. When he reached you, his arms snaked around your waist, his lips against your temple as he mumbled, "I love it."
Looking down at the denim vest and jeans you were wearing to tonight's show, you said, "What, this old thing? It's just something I threw together."
"I don't know whether I should love or hate how cute you guys are."
Spinning around while remaining in the circle of Harry's arms, you grinned sheepishly at Ny'Oh. "It's a coincidence, I swear."
She laughed and shook her head, not believing you for a minute. "Yeah? And what about all the other times?"
It was no secret that you and Harry were together, though this new leg of the tour came with some new crew members who didn't know Harry was dating Love on Tour's makeup artist. You always blushed furiously any time someone caught you holding hands or having a little lunch date at craft services or sharing a kiss in what you thought was a secret corner or hallway. You preferred to keep things low-key, not wanting to draw too much attention to the fact that you were technically dating your boss, but Harry didn't have any kind of reservations. He was more than comfortable with kissing your cheek and calling you pet names and holding you against his chest in front of everyone. On tour, that is. Outside of the confines of a venue or tour bus, you and Harry both agreed to keep your relationship private for now, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention to yourselves.
"I think of it as a challenge," you said to Ny'Oh. "It takes skill to be this subtle yet just on the nose."
"A fine line, if you will," Harry added, grinning from ear to ear.
Shaking your head, you said, "Nope. That was too much. Even for me."
After exchanging a couple more laughs with Harry and the band as they prepared to go onstage, you kissed Harry good luck and left to go find your spot on the floor to watch the show. You preferred to watch with the rest of the audience, though Harry always made sure you were within arm's reach of a security guard at all times. Just in case.
Walking to your spot a few paces from the barricade, you admired the wide array of colorful outfits and costumes fans wore. It was why you loved being in the crowd. Seeing everyone all dressed up in feather boas and sparkly cowboy hats and homemade outfits that matched albums and songs. It was inspiring to see the space Harry's shows created, and to be part of it in a small way.
"Your makeup looks amazing!"
Turning to your right, you saw a group of girls, maybe in their late teens or early twenties. Each of them were dressed in a spectrum of glitter and heart sunglasses and merch, wide smiles on their faces as they waited for Harry to come out.
You'd gone for a pretty tame look. For you, anyway. Simple base makeup with a pretty blue eyeshadow and daisies that lined your crease and just beneath your lash line that took way longer than they should've. But the result was just how you wanted it, so you couldn't really complain.
"Thank you," you said to the girl who spoke. She was dressed in a pair of jeans outlined in sequins, a shirt with Canyon Moon lyrics tucked in as a crop top. She also had her makeup done, her eyes and cheeks decked out in eyeshadow that shifted color in the light. "I like yours too."
You talked to the girls a little while longer, but when the lights died down and the song that signaled the show was about to start came on, the girls quickly said their goodbyes and faced the stage. Still, they were close enough that despite the commotion, you could hear them talking. About you.
"I swear, I've seen her before."
"So? Tons of people go to multiple shows."
"Yeah, but...I don't know. It feels like she's standing separate from the rest of us."
You smiled to yourself and tried to focus on the stage instead of eavesdropping on the conversation about you, which was forgotten the second the opening chords to Daydreaming began. The concert was like all the rest you'd been to, and yet you still weren't sick of it. Seeing Harry's smile and witnessing the sheer joy on his face as he performed made going to show after show well worth it.
And when he was in your section, he was always close enough to make eye contact, even wink as he sang certain lyrics, which would definitely earn him a smack on the arm later. But even so, it made your cheeks flush and your stomach flip with excitement. And Harry, who could read you like a book, grinned as he moved on to a different part of the stage.
"Did you see how he looked at her! He winked!"
"You sound crazy!"
Smiling to yourself, you shook your head. Maybe it was time to watch from backstage for a while.
#harry styles#harry styles blurb#harry styles x reader#harry styles fanfic#harry styles oneshot#harry styles imagine#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles x you#harry styles fluff#harry styles writing#harry styles one shot#harry styles fic
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hey tayo? but that's appa!
pairing: enhypen!husband maknae line x fem!reader
genre: slice-of-life, husband/father AU, fluff, and attempted humor // warnings: none
summary: how I think the maknae line would react to you showing your kidâs (like the kid is yours and his) hey tayo/billy poco
word count: ~1.5k
note: THANK YOU THANK YOU so much to anon who requested this! Iâm sorry for the long wait đ I hope you enjoy this <3 your message made my day so much when I got it!! // hyung line ver
Sunoo
Youâre in the living room with your child as they watch tayo the little bus on the tv
Itâs been a long day with them running around and playing pretend with them. Oh and of course, they spent a lot of time running away from you while trying to put on their clothes
They bring you lots of joy but it can still be tiring
So you settle for some tv time before nap time and youâre on the brink of falling asleep until you hear a familiar tune start to play that instantly wakes you up
Itâs the one and only billy poco music video
You hold in your laughter and watch your childâs reaction to it and they have stars in their eyes
They 100% recognize their dad and is having the time of their lives right now
Sunoo is in the other room and when he hears it, he smiles and walks over to yâall
Seeing his child dance to this song makes him really happy and his heart full
So he starts showing his kid how to do the dance and sing his lines
Even goes as far to pick them up and spin them around while singing
âAppa! Appa! You met tayo and his friends?? What were they like? Please tell me so I can tell all of my friends how cool my dad is!!â They excitedly take a seat when sunoo sets them down
Sunoo gently shhhs them and making a motion to calm down
âTo answer your question love bug, I did meet them and they were all so friendly and kind. If you promise me to be kinder to mommy and help her out by listening to her, Iâll make sure you get a special gift from tayo! Can you do that for me, love bug?â Sunoo asks while staring at them
They nod so much that you worry their head is gonna roll off. Not long after, they go over to you and apologize for running away earlier
You tell them itâs okay and that you accept their apology
âNow, can we please play the song again?? I really like appaâs voice, itâs so pretty!â
Handing him the remote, he replays it and sits next to you. Sunoo gently lifts your head up so he can move his arm through you & then places your head onto his arm
So your neck is more comfy and you smile at each other
Watching your little bundle of joy enjoy this song is a great memory and one that you both wonât forget
It fills his heart with pride and happiness that he was able to have made something for his kid to appreciate growing up
Bonus, the kid got a happy birthday message AND a message from tayo & his friends telling them that they love them and they should be listen to their parents
Jungwon
As far as I can tell jungwon seems to be pretty chill about singing hey tayo or billy poco
So much that heâs actually the one showing your kid(s) the music video
(gotta switch up the scenario for wonnieđ„ș)
Heâs teaching them the lyrics and how to sing it
Not even gonna lie, you thought you were just hearing things as you were in another room doing another chore for the house
But then as you listen, you recognize that heâs really playing the song that youâre hearing
Curiosity gets the best of you and take a peek out of the door to see them
Your heart melts as you watch them play with jungwon
Trying to dance and sing like their dad đ€§
Jungwon has no shame in his career, even if he had to sing some kid songs
He lets them sing it to him, despite it being off-key
Sooner or later, you join them and ask them if they recognize their âappaâ
Not even taking a moment to think, they point to jungwon
âAppa looks like an agi here. He was so cute, but I love appa now too! Appa, how come you met Tayo before I was born?? You could have taken me.â They pout and sulk a little when they remember this fact about their dad
Jungwon looks at you for help but you gesture itâs your probelm not mine
âOh sweetheart, if I had known you wanted to come I would have brought you. Donât worry, next time I get to meet Tayo, Iâll bring you with me, is it okay?â He asks them while holding them up in air
âokay okay!! YAY!! Appa youâre the best! Now let me down please!â And of course, jungwon obliged to the request
Not long after, they get tired and you put them down for nap time
Heading over to where Jungwon is, you tell him âHoney, that was a good save there. Sorry I couldnât help you out, but I honestly wanted to see whatâd you say.â
You plant a small kiss on cheek after finishing your sentence and drag him to the couch to nap
âI canât believe you let fend for myself back there but I gotta say having quick wits and thinking is just a skill I learned from being a leader.â
He places your head on his chest and gives you a forehead kiss before napping with you
Ni-ki
Itâs not that Ni-ki hates billy poco or hey tayo, itâs just notttt what he really expected to be doing when he became an idol
Anyways letâs get to the story
You, the kid, and Ni-ki were out and about
Probably shopping at the mall and stopped by a kids shop
The kids shop has a tv on and itâs playing hey tayo
Before Riki even registers it, his child is watching the TV screen with a dazed look on their face
They look at the TV screen and then back to their dad (and repeat the process for a few times)
Riki still hasnât registered it until his kid runs up to him asking him about it
He is confused as ever like where and how did they learn about this
Riki wanted to pretend it didnât exist đ
Before he gets any questions out, you point to the screen and his eyes just pop
He feels like his world is falling apart (heâs so dramatic)
Legit drops down to his knees and hands on his head
Your child thinks they did something wrong and starts to get worried
Runs over to their dad and hugs him
âIâm sorry if I made you sad otĆsan . I just wanted to know if you were the same guy on the screen. I didnât mean to make you cry, please donât be sad!â
You lovingly smack Riki on the back of the head. MAKING YOUR KID CRY LIKE THAT??
âRiki, if you donât get your butt up, Iâm going to give you something to actually cry about. And bubba, donât worry. OtĆsan isnât sad, heâs just not happy but donât worry, weâll make it all better!â
Slightly scolding him, you gesture him to explain to their child about this
He wipes their tears away and hugs them tightly back.
âOh bubba, no no. You didnât make me sad. I was just shocked that this song was still playing. Please donât cry, Iâm sorry for making you feel that way earlier. Yes, Iâm in the video, a long time ago I filmed a video and song for tayo and his friends. Iâll tell you more about at home, is that okay?â
They hug him back and nod. âItâs okay otĆsan, I still love you and I think you look the coolest! Especially when you had your moment with dancing. Can you teach me how to do it?â
Riki nods and kisses them on the head
âNow letâs get back to shopping!â He says before dragging them around the store and playing with them
Before yâall leave the store after checking out, the employee shyly asks for his signature in which he accepts but cringes when he realizes itâs on a tayo product đ
You are for sure never letting him forget about these songs for tayo and baby shark. You laugh a bit hard when you see what he has to sign
On the bright side, Riki still feels like heâs on top of the world with his kid reassuring him he looks the coolest (even if itâs a kids song)
thank you so much again to the anon who requested this <3 happy holidays and I hope everyone has a safe new years!!
as always if you liked it, please leave feedback through the notes, send me a dm or an ask, or reblog it with your thoughts in the tag !! they really mean the world to me đ
signing off with love,
- ash
#kflixnet#enhypen x reader#sunoo x reader#jungwon x reader#ni-ki x reader#riki x reader#enha x reader#enha imagine#enha fluff#enha scenarios#enha x you#enhypen x female reader#enhypen x y/n#enhypen imagines#enhypen maknae line#enhypen#engene#gonna try to write my jacob comfort fic now
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That one line from Raphael's Second Diary will never cease to get me đ„ș LIKE MIGHT I ADD- these are his private thoughts, separate from his manipulation attempts and so he, with his full chest, admits so much in his second diary, like when he says "never have I been so attracted to mortals as I am to those infested by the tadpole." AHH, (my delusions are so real, trust)
BUT WHEN HE SAYS "They gestured to the melting hooks, suddenly glanced my way, and in their face I saw they had the best of me." look, I get the subtext behind all these quotes, but a girl can just ignore all that media literacy and take it for face value, OK? đ
but also reading into it, he does admire Tav to a certain extent, and I have to wonder, why? Tav isn't an origin character and Tav's actions and character basically changes with every playthrough (Same with Durge, as they can change too) So I have to wonder if it's because Tav is controlled by the player, since, Raphael does end up breaking the fourth wall in his epilogue speech, so perhaps that's what he sees.
Another way to look at it is, either way, no matter what the playthrough, he sees something in Tav, something that makes them stand out much brighter than their companions (For some reason???)
To further that statement, what is the best of Raphael? I mean, if its an evil playthrough, that would be obvious, but if you're playing a good playthrough, what then? perhaps what he sees is someone he can finally use to get the crown, that's also very likely. Still though that's a very to the point (IMO) not as interesting of a reading since it's literally just his end goal for us, BUT STILL A VALID ONE, because, it is true, that's what he wants from us the most.
Also his third diary where he just straight up admits that he's being so honest with us so he can manipulate us, love that for him, "I am master here. A prince of bargains cloaked like scarlet satin. All that hidden under sublimely obvious truths that cannot be discounted." Which also makes me wonder, is Raphael actually an honest person? I mean, Korilla thinks he's at least decent, but honest? outside of helping us, if we look at Yurgir, he really fucked him over lol. Obviously, Raphael isn't what he seems, even if he's honest with us, to what extent? he says it himself, he's honest about "...sublimely obvious truths..." but what about when he says he's grown quite fond of us in his own way, HMMMM?
I wish this man got a proper story arc in the game, outside of the whole deal for the hammer and House of Hope, that's all plot related for the hammer, but a storyline about Raphael as a character? I mean yea, maybe that would whisk away some of his mystery, his intrigue, but I'm sorry- you cant just end it with him fucking himself (poorly) and trying to break Hope (making her a metaphorical symbol of hope anyway, I think....) AND LEAVE IT THERE?!?!? at the same time, I do like the ambiguity of his character, you could think of him as a cruel bastard after seeing what he's done in the House Of Hope to his debtors and Hope herself or perhaps just a Pathetic lil guy who's shit in bed lol, or maybe even soft, if you go off Korillas words and what he does for us in game he can come across as quite nice, especially after we've interacted with Mizora who's is the only other Cambion example we can go off of.
I also just think it's interesting that he sees anything in Tav/Durge at all. Ofc he says he sees the best of him (Always gotta relate back to himself lol) but that especially a mortal is what he could see himself, the best of himself, but then again he does see potential and ambition as admirable (?) or just something he appreciates, you can see that with Mol and Gortash to some extent anyway, But what ambitions does Tav have outside of just trying to survive? Like, the obvious answer is he wants us to give him the crown and we're the underdog in the story but then why does he refer to Tav so differently then? I fear this has turned into another rant again, lol.
Just a final thought here, but, if he did ever get a story arc, similar to the companions, would they give you multiple directions to take his character? i mean with Shadowheart for example, you could help her break from shar or have her fully convert into shars chosen, but even then, if you free her from shar theres the point of saving her family or freeing her from Shars (curse?) there's multiple ways for her story to end. Though, Raphael isnt a companion, so would he have something similar to idk a minor companion like Halsin or Minthara, who don't really have that much of a diversion (I think) in their endings, they don't really have the option, only really if the player decides to be evil or not, they kinda just follow them either way, it doesn't really impact their own stories. Obviously, I would prefer something with nuance but also, HE ISN'T A COMPANION đ and pressingly some of the companions need more work done than he does atm lol. Maybe that's me just projecting lol, once again, me wanting to have my cake and eat it too, anyway, that's me done... for now lol
#baldurs gate raphael#bg3 raphael#raphael bg3#bg3#baldurs gate 3 raphael#baldur's gate raphael#raphael the cambion#baldur's gate 3#bg3 korilla
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Hello, Comrade!!
You're the most knowledgeable person in Reverse I know so, I have to ask this one question I have (I still haven't finished 1.9 nor played Kakania's story but you can tell me whatever you want)
Is Kakania's way to deal with the trauma she went through in Vienna looking for a way to condemn herself? For her to go through pain or some sort of punishment after all of it?
A way of survivor's guilt mixed with self-disgust and self-condemnation?
I just watched Silent Hill two, sat through two hours of it while working, and couldn't help but find out that (to some extent) the protagonist in that game and Kakania had nearly the same way to cope.
I thought you would give me some insight in this, you may not have watched Silent Hill 2 but it's not necessary for this, just a comparison.
So, what do you think?
Greetings Comrade!
đ„ș i really appreciate that you think i am knowledge on this game - its alot of rambling and brainrot of knowledge for the most part + the lack of a proper wiki for lore currently
Brief look at Kakania's self guilt after 1.9, comparing to SH2
Anyways, Kakania is 100% looking for a way to condemn herself following the events of 1.9, if the notion of having herself washed away by the Storm as repentance wasn't enough her character story does hammer home this guilt and need to atone. I think the conclusion by the end of character story ultimately sees her moving forward and understanding that right now she cannot help Isolde and if anything worsened her condition. But equally right now the "salvation" she brought Isolde did alleviate some of her pain, not entirely and definitely not a healthy method - but did help I think.
Self-Condemnation? In joining the History Guard, Ive mentioned before how the Foundation is essentially enabling her self-destructive tendencies by 'persuading' her to take a job with a high morality rate clearly does look like Kakania seeks repentance and punishment through potentially sacrificing herself on the line of duty. (Cough cough literally people like Sonetto and even Matilda have this mentally of sacrificing themselves for the greater good cough cough).
I think in terms of self-disgust, potentially the scene before Isolde's boss back in Book 6, sure she covered the mirrors as part of the plan with Marcus, but this aversion to looking at herself after the ramifications of Isolde's actions, Heinrich and Hoffman's death being indirectly and the directly the result of Kakania's own words and breaking of doctor and patient confidentiality and everything your NOT meant to discuss with patients - yeah. Spending the length of her character story was literally her struggling with self-reflection of her ideals, there is a level of disgust I think towards that idealised mindset she originally had.
In terms of Silent Hill 2, lmao same I haven't played but watched a couple of playthroughs and video essays on them. But its been a while so take this with a grain of salt. Both Kakania and James both struggle with the actions but more on James part he attempts to hide away from it, through the fog and the conceit that Mary died three years ago to an illness and not by him suffocating by his hands. In comparison Kakania upon realising what her words have led to immediately sought out the rectify her mistakes, even if at the cost of her life potentially.
James over the course of Silent Hill 2 had to confront the truth instead of hiding away from it in his subconscious, while Kakania confronted the truth of her actions immediately, her struggle was grappling with its aftermath and how to move on from that pain and look forward.
Similarities I could see between them is the nature of the lack of communication between the partners: James did not fully understand Mary and vice versa, and Kakania could not comprehend Isolde fully (we as well cannot fully trust Isolde's perspective as seen in Three Doors) and Isolde did not comprehend the "remove the disease of the world is not actually go kill people and jumpstart ww1 early".
Summary: Kakania definitely struggles with self-disgust and self-condemnation following 1.9 as seen with her character story.
James and Kakania grapple with their ways to cope and grapple with the truth of their actions differently: James throughout his game is about confronting reality and truth THEN moving on, while Kakania through her story is about the aftermath of that truth, finding a way to move forwards even after everything.
(Its been a while since doing this, writing an essay type thing lol, last time I was thinking this hard for r1999 was the Manus Vertin AU lol, probably will start rambling again once 2.1 drops because I do have alot of say about stuff there)
#reverse 1999#r1999#forgor remembered#kakania#silent hill 2#wow never though i would tag that lol#i have remembered too little#im bad at coming up with tags but i do wanna make one for you#since u gave me this one#ramblings#everyone needs therapy
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In the last fic you said about the habit of sucking her thumb. Maybe you could do something of wanda and Nat trying different things to get her to stop, pacifiers, chewies, ect and end it how you want
Bad Habits
â Pairings: Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff x Child!Reader (platonic)
â Summary: Wanda and Nat try different techniques to get you to stop sucking your thumb.
â Tags and Warnings: thumb-sucking, stubbornness, fluff
â Author's Note: I really appreciate the request! Sorry, it took so long.
â Word Count: 1815
â Read Time: 9 minutes
Masterlist : The Package AU : Socials
With all of the trauma that you had gone through thus far, one thing that you clung to like a security blanket was the habit of sucking your thumb. Wanda saw this as it happened but she acknowledged that it was normal for children your age to take part in such a coping mechanism so she didnât bother interrupting your actions until now. She wanted to give you other ways to draw comfort from so that you wouldnât become dependent on the action for so long that you canât break it when you begin to lose your baby teeth.Â
Natasha and Wanda brainstormed different strategies to help you break this habit, knowing it was important for her dental health and overall well-being. Their first attempt you could call the gentle approach. Together they agreed that the next time they saw you take part in the action they would try to talk you out of it.Â
The opportunity first presented itself to Natasha as she was sitting with you in the common room watching cartoons. She sat next to you, her voice filled with warmth and understanding. "Sweetie, sucking your thumb isnât healthy. We can work together to break this bad habit. How about we find a special toy or stuffed animal to cuddle with instead? Whenever you feel the urge to suck your thumb, you can hold onto your new friend."
You nodded, your eyes bright with enthusiasm. Together, you searched for the perfect companionâa fluffy teddy bear named Benny. You clutched Benny close, finding comfort in his soft embrace. Though the thumb-sucking lessened, it still lingered as a deeply ingrained habit.
Sometimes it happened without you even realizing it, and other times, well, you just couldn't help yourself. Whenever Wanda or Nat noticed you sucking your thumb, they gently reminded you to take it out and explained the reasons why it's important to stop. They spoke about how it could affect your teeth and shared stories of other children who successfully stopped thumb-sucking.
âY/N, detka, come here,â Wanda cooed as she gently took your thumb from your mouth and cuddled you into her side, âDo you remember what Nat told you about sucking your thumb?âÂ
You nodded, recalling your earlier interaction with Natasha, âNatty say, no goodâ you answered
Wanda confirmed your answer, âThatâs right, what can you do instead of sucking your thumb?âÂ
You thought long and hard trying to remember what Nat had suggested, âuhm- OH! BENNY!â You exclaimed as you scooted off of the couch and darted over to grab your cuddly stuffed bear and then return to Wanda. She couldn't help but smile at your excitement to substitute Benny for your bad habit.Â
Some days it wasnât that easy though, you preferred sucking your thumb over any substitution that Nat and Wanda offered up. Despite Wanda and Nat's best efforts, there were times when you became particularly stubborn and refused to stop sucking on your thumb. They had tried other things like pacifiers and thumb guards, but eventually they always found you using your thumb instead.Â
One evening when Wanda and Nat sat down with you to have a calm conversation about the habit. They explained the reasons why it was important to stop and how it could affect her teeth and oral health as they had before. Their strategy was to help create awareness for you anytime you had fallen back on the habit. Nat had read in a parenting book that increasing the child's awareness of the habit can help them recognize when they do it unconsciously.Â
However, instead of listening attentively this time, you crossed your arms and stubbornly shook your head, "No, I no want stop," you declared defiantly with your thumb firmly pressed against the roof of your mouth.
Wanda exchanged a concerned glance with Nat, realizing that their usual techniques might not work this time. They knew they had to approach this situation differently, with a balance of firmness and understanding.
Wanda took a deep breath and knelt down to your level, gently taking both of your hands into her own. "Y/N, we understand that you enjoy sucking your thumb, but it's important for your teeth and overall health that we find a way to stop. We love you so much, and we want to help you grow up strong and healthy."
âNOO, MAMA!â you screeched as you ran away from both Wanda and Nat and headed up the stairs to your room, quickly scurrying under the covers to provide a barrier from eyesight when they inevitably would follow you into the room a few moments later.Â
The two women could tell that you were overtired and lashing out because of it. They debated whether the fight was worth it or if they should just let you sleep it off. In the end, they decided to give you time alone to cool off before they trailed upstairs behind you. Gently knocking at the door, they entered the room to find you passed out under the covers in the fetal position with your thumb in your mouth.Â
As adorable as they found you, It was time for them to come up with a new plan, instead of making you aware of the bad habit and hoping you would break it purely by recognizing it, or distraction. It was time to turn it into a game.Â
During breakfast the next morning, Wanda and Nat brought up your poor behavior the night before. It was important to them that you were aware of when your actions were inappropriate, and instead of scolding or grounding you, they simply spoke to you about it. It was a constructive conversation to help you learn that even though you feel tired, lashing out is not the proper way to handle things.Â
Of course, itâs expected at your age and they donât fault you for it, but they know how smart and well-behaved you are typically. Wanda wanted to start nipping bad behavior in the bud as soon as it showed its face so that it didnât end up spiraling out of control in the coming months.Â
"Y/N, we know change can be hard, and it's okay to feel unsure. But we believe in you, and we know you're capable of breaking this habit. Let's work together to find a solution that makes you feel comfortable." Nat said genuinely as the two of you chomped on pancakes.Â
Your expression softened as you looked into the caring eyes of Wanda and Nat. They had always been there for you, supporting you in every step of your journey. Slowly, you let out a sigh and nodded, signaling your willingness to explore alternatives. Itâs not that you didnât want to try for them, in fact, you have been, but bad habits are just so easy to fall back on.Â
Throughout breakfast, they explained a new system that they would implement. Wanda and Nat created a special "Thumb-Free" chart for you. Every day that you refrained from thumb-sucking, you would earn a star sticker. Once you collected a certain number of stars, you would receive a small reward or a special outing with Wanda and Nat. There would be different options of rewards that you could choose from and this made you excited for all the possibilities. Through patience and understanding with you, Wanda and Nat helped you realize that breaking the habit was not about taking something away but instead, about gaining control and embracing new experiences.
In the weeks that followed, there were still moments of resistance, but Wanda and Nat continued to provide unwavering support. They reminded you of your own strength and encouraged you to persevere. With their love and patience, you slowly began to let go of the thumb-sucking habit, replacing it with healthier alternatives and finding comfort in their embrace.
It was a journey that required time, understanding, and a deep bond between the three of you. Through your collective efforts, they overcame your stubbornness and nurtured your growth and independence, reminding you that they would always be there to guide you through life's challenges with love and support.
As Wanda was organizing some books in the living room, she stumbled upon a stack of parenting books on the coffee table. Curiosity piqued, she picked one up and flipped through its pages. The book was filled with insights, advice, and practical tips for co-parenting.
Some of the pages were marked with highlighter and notes were written about your behavior in the margins. She immediately recognized this as Natashaâs handwriting. As Wanda delved deeper into the book, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of admiration for Natasha. It wasn't just the fact that Natasha cared enough to educate herself on the intricacies of co-parenting, but also the realization that Natasha wanted to be the best guardian she could be for you.Â
A smile tugged at the corners of Wanda's lips as she thought about Natasha's dedication and the countless hours she mustâve spent studying those pages. She found it incredibly attractive to see someone so committed to their role as a co-parent, taking the time to understand and navigate the complexities of raising a child. Co-parent. Is that what they were? They hadnât made it official but they sure were acting the roles.Â
In that moment, Wanda's heart swelled with affection for Natasha. She admired her friend's determination, compassion, and unwavering love for you. It made her see Natasha in a whole new light, awakening feelings that had been igniting more and more lately.Â
Unable to contain her excitement, Wanda hurriedly made her way to the kitchen, where she found Natasha preparing a snack for you. With a twinkle in her eyes, Wanda held the parenting book behind her back and teased, "Oh Nat, guess what I found?"
Natasha turned, curiosity evident in her eyes. "What is it, Wanda?"
Wanda grinned, her voice filled with affection. "I found these parenting books you've been reading. I had no idea you were so invested in co-parenting Y/N"
Natasha's cheeks flushed, a mix of surprise and sheepishness. "Oh, those... Yeah, I've been trying to gather as much knowledge as possible. I want to make sure we're doing everything we can for her.â
Wanda stepped closer, her gaze unwavering as she spoke slowly, "Natasha, your dedication to Y/N's well-being, your commitment to learning and growing as a co-parentâit's incrediblyâ attractive. She wanted to say it, but she swerved at the last second, âthoughtfulâ she blurted out and released eye contact as she internally scolded herself for almost going too far.Â
A moment of silence hung in the air as Natasha could tell that wasnât the word she wanted to say. Figuring that the other word would be something along the lines of teasing, Natasha chose not to pry it out and instead took the compliment with a smile.
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Seoul Town Road | kth (m)
pairing â horseback riding instructor!taehyung x reader (f. reader) genre â college!au; idiots to lovers; light fluff; pwp; crack. summary â having a sore ass on a Saturday after spending a day riding with Taehyung is nothing like you anticipated. rating â +18 | minors DO NOT interact warnings â Â tae was supposed to be a himbo, but reader is the stupid one; ig this doesnât qualify 100% as reader insert, the reader is very black coded, but itâs still vague enough; jiminâs a lil shit; reader likes keke palmer (âcus of good taste ofc đ
đœ); reader is in denial; bickering; crying, but not the way you think; i make one joke about being in the closet so thereâs that; taehyungâs hands đ©; thereâs an innocent massage that turns sexual; explicit smut: super soft dom!taehyung, a LOT of praise kink, teasing (i canât help myself), begging (borderline desperation), light dirty talk, body worship, tit play, fingering, unprotected sex, slow sex and thatâs a WARNING, brief oral sex (m. receiving), cum eating. word count â  8.5k note â hey, yâall đ€ iâll casually pretend this didnât take forever for me to finish and that i havenât vanished on the meantime, so letâs not talk about it *clears throat* ok, so⊠it all started with this video, then i saw this, and here we are. also, pls ignore the corny ass title, it was provisional until i couldnât come up with anything better, then it suddenly wasnât. noteÂČ â always need to thank @uarmymoonlight for being the most precious being ever and helping me outline and organize my thots on this one, ily đ€đœ noteÂł â also, thank you @badgalsgetinfree again for making me this beautiful! banner đ„ș youâre really talented and i appreciate you! and thank you @eoieopda and @namjinsmoonchile for beta reading this and taking their time to make sure this wasn't complete shit lol
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It seemed like a really good idea at first. And, granted, it was almost fun: Taehyungâs firm grip on your hips and that large palm warming your thigh was definitely something, but goddamnit if your butt isnât sore as fuck.Â
Now, here you lay, ridiculous groans muffled by the soft fabric of your comforter as you try to balance a hot water bag over your hurt ass. And the worst part? He seemed so unimpressed. Meeting your eyes with nothing but amusement at your pathetic riding attempt.
That settles it. Youâre never horseback riding again.
âFor the record, I think youâre being pathetic about this,âJimin says.Â
âShit, I think the pain must be affecting my memory too, âcus I donât remember asking you a damn thing, man.â
He rolls his eyes, reclining on the chair.Â
âI donât need your permission to tell you that youâre being stupid.â
âWell, then I choose to ignore you.â
He huffs. âYouâre impossible sometimes.â
âThen give up already.â
âGirl, just look at you. You have a water bag on your ass and you havenât even fucked the guy.â
âYou know what, maybe I just like the warmth.â
âStop being stubborn. I bet Taehyung would be more than down to fuck you.â
You groan, burying your face in your comforter. âItâs not that simple.â
âExcept it is.â He lets out an exasperated sigh. âYouâve fucked everyone youâve met, whatâs so different about him?â
âAre you slutshaming me?â
Jimin takes a deep breath.Â
âIâm shy-shaming you for not fucking the guy youâve been pining over for the last six months. Quite the opposite.â
âIâm not pining. I do not pine.â
âRight, âcus you always wanted to learn how to ride a fucking horse.â He rolls his eyes.
âŠ
Yeah, you donât really have an answer to that.
To be honest? You didnât even know horseback riding instructor was a real job. Much less that there is a stud farm near campus that offers part-time slots for college students that are too broke to care about employment rights. But then, Taehyung used his first paycheck to gift Yoongi an overpriced craft whiskey for his birthday and buy Jimin an original Celine sneaker for their âwonderful six months of friendshipâ â being a perfectly good example of why, even employed, college students stay broke.
Add that piece of knowledge to an ungodly amount of alcohol and you wake up to months of avoiding major embarrassments shattered by a âhoe much 4 u 2 teacj mr how 2 ridw?â text. And sure, you couldâve just dismissed it, said you were drunk or whatnot â but you were completely sober when you confirmed the date. The messages you exchanged after were pretty tame. He told you he could give you a free first lesson (âyouâre a friend!â), explained to you how it worked, arranged some riding clothes for you and asked if Saturday was a good day. It wasnât. But fuck it, you made it work.
Itâs not like you and Taehyung never hung out. As far as he was concerned, you were friends. You drink together, you tease him, he sometimes teases you back, but never just the two of you. Never after you accidentally called out his name in bed two months ago â resulting in a pretty pissed and unremarkable hookup and a new feeling to shove to the dark corners of your mind until it finally disappeared.
Except it never did. And then, before you knew it, you were taking forty minutes to choose what underwear to use at a goddamn stud farm (you went with lace, by the way â you never know).
The class itself was terrible. Taehyung had to prioritize the hundreds of kids with cowboy hats whose parents had actually paid to be there, so it took around two hours for him to finally remember you were there too. He then introduced you to a pretty horse, told you her name was Princess and you allowed yourself to pretend that every call of her name was aimed at you.
âListen,â Jiminâs voice pierces through your thoughts. âIâll give you some tough love now, so pay attention and just stop being nasty with me. Iâm on your side here.â
â... Okay?â
âYouâre my best friend, and I know you have that weird âthe shittier the betterâ philosophy going on, and I canât change that. But if youâre not doing anything about your crush, then stop acting weird around him, âcus Iâm sure heâs noticing. Just⊠I donât know, put your big girl pants on, accept that youâre into the guy and move the fuck on.â
âIâm not inââ your rebuttal dies in your tongue at the glare Jimin directs at you. You scoff. âWhatever.â
âHave you talked since yesterday?â
âNo.â
You're lying, of course. Earlier that morning you got a little consolation prize.
[08:48am] taehyung đ„”đ: yesterday was nice! it's been a while since i taught an actual adult lol
[08:50am] taehyung đ„”đ: how was is for you?
[09:11am] you: it was nice
[09:32am] you: iâm sore af now, tho đ
Hours later and your text stood unanswered â making the twenty minutes you spent overthinking it even more pathetic.
Jimin narrows his gaze.
âYou didnât say anything stupid, right?â
Well.
âDepends on your definition of stupid.â
âSomething like saying he smells really good for a vet major.â
You groan. âI said that once, and it was meant as a compliment.â
He offers you a pointed look. Eyebrows raising just slightly as if to say âI rest my caseâ, before a notification lights up his phone.
âHowâs your butt?â
You welcome the change in subject.
âBetter.â
âGood. I have to go now.â A small smile tugs on his lips. âHave a date.â
âOhhhâ you smirk teasingly, âon your way to win someoneâs heart?â
âYou bet.â
âNice. Have fun, Chim.â
âThanks. Iâll call you later.â He gathers his things and places a kiss on the top of your head. âYou know I love you, right?â
âYeah. Love you too.â
âGreat.â He steps out of your dorm, glancing at you one last time and saying âstop being stupidâ, before leaving your room.
Jimin clearly overestimates you.
The next hour is spent with occasional reheatings of the bag and apprehensive checks of your phone â and it doesnât take long until Jiminâs words spark a frustration deep inside you.
You know what? Youâre not into Taehyung. No. Absolutely not. No way.
You pride yourself on being on control of shit like this, with a terrible and meticulous track record of only fucking people you pick up from trash â bonus points if they treat you like shit afterwards to ruin any sparkling possibility of feelings.
Actually, coming to think of it, itâs probably just his kindness that gets you confused.
âŠ
Of course, it could also be his eyes.
Or his deep voice.
Shit, but thereâs also that boxy smile, thoâŠ
Ugh.
Fuck Jimin and his preposterously hot friend. And fuck whoever is knocking on your door at such a vulnerable time.
You groan into your pillow, deciding in no time not to answer it; the bag on your butt too warm to give up for that weird ass finance major from the first floor thatâs still trying to get you to invest in his crypto currency or whatever the hell that powerpoint meant. Besides, you look like shit, and you ainât gonna letâ
Your thoughts are interrupted by your ringtone. Normally, youâd patiently wait for whoeverâs calling to give up and text you instead, like a decent fucking person, but when you grab your phone and Taehyungâs name flashes on the screen a surge of panic runs through your body. Before you can even process what youâre doing, your fingers move to decline the call.
You drop your phone on the bed. Staring it down for a full minute before impulsively reaching for it and hitting the call button under Taehyungâs contact.Â
He picks up after the first ring.
âDid you just hang up on me?â
âYeah, I did.â
âDamn. Cold.â
âWhy are you calling?â
âWanted to ask you something real quick. You live in Bang Si-hyuk Hall, right?â
âYou couldâve just texted me for that.â
âDo you?â
âYeah.â
âSecond floor, dorm thirteen right?â
âUh, yeah.â
âRight. Are you home?â
âYeah?âÂ
âGreat! Can you open your door?â
âHuh?â God, youâre so eloquent.
âIâm here.â
âNo, youâre not.â
âPretty sure I am. Here, let me justââ another knock hits your door, âhear that? Thatâs me.â
You gasp, immediately jumping off the bed and fighting to stifle the subsequent groan at the way your bottoms sting with the abrupt movement.
âShitâI, uhm, wait a sec.â You say, before ending the call.
Your face is all puffy from being pressed on the pillow the whole day and youâre still wearing your pajamas. You control the urge to cry at the prospect of Taehyung seeing you like this, seeking some sort of consolation as you run your fingers over your eyebrows, in a feeble attempt to make something look presentable.
You cross the space to your door, quickly scrunching your hair before opening it.Â
âHey,â he smiles. When the universe created Kim Taehyung, there was no mercy, because how on Earth can a man look this fucking good? And as his deep eyes fix on your chest, you can feel your brain trying to come up with its own syntax. âWhere the hell did you get this from?â
You follow his gaze, landing on your less than flattering cropped pajama top that says âsome people ride the crazy train, I drive that bitchâ. You grimace.
âWhy? Not to your taste?â
âYou know what? Youâre almost pulling it off.â
âAlmost? This is my best look.â You sure hope not. âBesides, I feel like it encapsulates my crazy bitch personality.â
âSure.â He chuckles, and his attention is on your face again. âSo, Iâm sorry for coming unannounced. I saw your message when I left work and I⊠well,â he reaches behind him, fumbling on his backpack before he reveals a small pharmacy bag âthought I could be of help.â
Your stomach flips. A perfectly normal reaction to a friend buying medicine and coming all the way to another friendâs place after seeing they were in pain.Â
âI just felt bad, I guess.â He continues when you just keep staring at his face â that beautiful, sculpted face of his. âI forget how painful it is to ride for the first time and I didnât give you proper aftercare instructions.â Did those words actually leave his mouth? âCan I come in?â
Admittedly, there were some horny nights with some thirsty thoughts â but in none of your fantasies your hair had this much frizz when you let him in your place alone for the first time, so you immediately shake your head.
âItâs okay, you donât have to. Youâre probably tired from work and all.â
âNo, really, itâs no heat. I know how bad the pain is. I used to be sore as fuck all the time, so I learned just how to deal with it.â
âŠ
You mean⊠he did come all this way to provide some assistance, and youâre not rude â not all the time at least. So you step aside to give him room to enter, closing the door once he does.
Taehyungâs eyes roam around your room, and after some seconds of quiet inspection, he regards you with a frown. âThought you had a Keke Palmer poster.â
You mimic his confusion.
âWhat?â
âPretty sure you said you had one when we watched Nope.â
You take a few seconds to understand what heâs talking about, but eventually Hobiâs ridiculous attempt at making movie nights a thing a couple of months ago returns to you.
âDamn, you remember that? Obsessed much?â You tease, prompting Taehyung to roll his eyes.
Youâre grinning when you step in front of your closet, slowly bending to grab the large Keke Palmer Glamour cover that you printed out months ago.
âOh. You keep it in the closet?â
âIt builds character.â You turn to show it to him. âAlso if I so much as stain the wall, I have to pay a fee.â You pout. âBut I only found out after spending a shit ton of money to get this laminated and framed, so.â
âI can hang stuff in my apartment.â He shrugs.
âCongratulations. Wanna tell me how nice it is to have an individual bathroom too?â
âNo, Iâm just sayinâ... you could hang it there.â
âWhat, you like Keke Palmer now? You havenât even watched True Jackson.â If this man had a flaw, that was definitely it.
âI mean, we could watch together. We never do anything just the two of us.â
Yeah, well, no shit.
âThatâs âcus you annoy the hell out of me.â Which isnât 100% wrong. âBesides, we just rode horses together, my sore ass is definitely a testament to that.â You turn to place the poster back. âWhich reminds me. What about the drugs you were going to give me?âÂ
âHere,â he reaches for the pharmacy bag again, pulling out a pain relief plaster from it, âthis is the best one Iâve found, and it doesnât have any major side effects or anything...â he pauses. âYou arenât pregnant and shit, right?â
âAnd shit?â
âLike⊠suspecting?â
âNot really.âÂ
âThen we should be safe.âÂ
âDamn. You ainât sure?â You laugh anxiously.
â... âCourse I am.â
âYou hesitated.â
âI used this before, and Iâm fine.â
âYou canât really get pregnant, though, can you?â
âThought you said youâre not pregnant.â He narrows his eyes.
âThatâs not the point.â
He grimaces.âPeople from work use it. And some of them can get pregnant, so⊠youâll be fine. Donât you trust me?â
âNot at all.â
âGreat, then.â He smiles and you canât help smiling back. âWhereâs hurting?â
âBasically my back and legs⊠also my butt, but I ainât sticking patches there.â
He nods. âSeems fair.â
Taehyungâs attention shifts to your bed.
âMind laying down for me?â
You swallow the urge to vomit.
âSorry?â
âItâs easier if I apply them for you. If you place them wrong they wonât work properly. Besides, itâs probably better if we donât use a lot, forâŠâ he darts his eyes away, âsafety concerns, in case you ever want to pop some kids out.â
Yeah.
It makes sense, right?
âOkay.â You narrow your eyes. âBut no funny business, mister.â You say, like a fool.
He raises his palms in surrender, before helping you climb the bed carefully. You shift a bit, pulling the hem of your shorts lower over your ass as you lay on your stomach.Â
âShow me where it hurts.â He fishes for a patch inside the package.
You extend your hand to hover over your lower back and then point generally to your thighs.
âNo, show me where it hurts the most. I canât put these everywhere.â
âThereâs not a single place, Taehyung.â You scoff. âI barely got up from bed this morning.â
âFuck, Iâm sorry. Didnât know it was that bad.â
âYeah, well, Iâll never horseback ride againâ by the way, why itâs horseback riding? Where else would I ride?â You shake your head.
âFuck if I know. Also, the pain is just because youâve never done it before. The more you ride, the more accustomed you get. Like⊠like sex!â
Yeah, youâre not having this conversation with him.
âJust put the damn patches, man.â
âWait, let me think.â
âGod, this will take some time.â
âShut up.â He goes quiet for a moment, and you turn to find him looking at your bottom with his hand on his chin. Not flattering, really. âLet me give you a massage.â
You can only hope that he canât see the way you shiver as the words leave his mouth.Â
You laugh.
What.
âWhat?â You voice, twisting to look at him.
âItâll help to relieve the pain, then we can see the best spot to place the patches.âÂ
âYou just wanna touch my butt,â you can only hope you donât sound as desperate as you feel.
He chuckles.
âYou wish.â Fuck, you kinda do. âBut Iâm serious, itâll be good to soothe it. Also, my messages are pretty good.â
You wonât do this.
You shouldnât do this.
âŠ
No, really, you shouldnât do this.
But then again⊠you and Jimin have given each other a bunch of massages before. Even Namjoon had given you some proper kneading before, and it was no big deal. This is just a friend helping out another friend who happens to be in pain.
âŠ
Yeah, maybe Jiminâs right. Maybe you are stupid, and maybe you do stupid things when it comes to Taehyung.
âWhatever.â You return to your previous position, resting your cheek on your palms on the bed. âYou better be good at this.â
âIâll make you feel so good, youâll want nothing more.â He taunts, and youâre afraid he might be too right on that one.
You and Taehyung have touched before. Heâs a cuddler, so occasionally you fall victim to his hugs. Heâs also been beside you in the backseat of Yoongiâs car one too many times, pressed together as you try to make room for Jiminâs thick ass. There was also that time you fell on top of him when you all went to a water park and he stood at the bottom of the slide â like a dumbass â, but even then it was mostly your foot on his face.
So now, as his large palms find the bare skin of your waist, exposed by your cropped top, itâs like the first time youâve ever been touched.
But the feeling is short-lived, as Taehyung immediately pulls his hands away.
âAre my hands cold?â
âNo?â
âYou got goosebumps.â
âOh.â You chuckle awkwardly. âIt was kinda sudden.â
âSorry.â He pauses. âIâm going in, then.â
You sigh when the weight of his palms returns to your waist, and Taehyung chooses to ignore the way your body still shivers while his feather-light touch travels over your lower back.Â
âYou comfortable?â
âYes.â
He hums and you close your eyes.
He gradually starts to add more pressure, digging into your skin and eliciting a quiet grunt out of your lips when he kneads on a particularly sore area.
âSorryâ he stops briefly, âthis will probably hurt some, but let me know if it gets too much.â
Months of one sided sexual attraction are enough to make his five minute touch already too much. And you know this ainât looking good. Not with the way your body receives this as if itâs some kind of tantric experience. You can already feel heat spreading under your skin while his hands get familiar with your back, and youâre definitely way more tense then you should be â but you do your best to force your mind out of the gutter and try to enjoy this friendly massage.
And to be honest, heâs actually really good at this.
His hands work in a disarming rhythm. Hard pressure unwinding your sore spots, only to return with soft and delicate caresses whenever your pain announces itself. He pays attention to every inch of your hips, charting the flesh with the utmost care and determination, and making it impossible for you to hold grunts and soft sighs of relief â which, despite bringing a tingling heat to your face, only seem to spur him on.
As his fingers trace every line of your lower back and ease pains you didnât even know you had, it doesnât take long for you to allow yourself to relax, and itâs no surprise when your mind wanders. It wanders with simple, yet agonizing questions, such as how those palms would feel in other parts of your body. Nothing too daring, justâŠÂ
⊠on your neck, untying the knots you sure have there too, orâŠÂ
⊠or on your shoulders, kneading the tense areasâŠ
⊠but maybe your thighs too, caressing their soft, tender skinâŠ
⊠and maybe a bit higher, in between them too.
Youâd never admit it out loud, but for a moment, while your waist is so attentively being touched by him, you pretend that this whole shallow breathing, overthinking and nauseating butterflies thing isnât one sided, and that his hands arenât just soothing a pain he feels somewhat responsible for, but rather claiming your skin, like you have wished heâd do, caring for your body as if itâs his to care for.
âYou good?â He asks, and you feel intoxicated by his quiet voice sounding from above you.Â
You hum softly. âFeels good.â
âYeah?â
âYeah.â You sigh.
âNice. Can I massage your thighs too?â
Of course you nod. How could you not? Nevermind your thighs are sensitive as fuck. Nevermind the telltale longing you feel as soon as his hands leave your back. What minds, though, is the welcoming warmth of when they find your legs. The delicate and hesitant contact is enough for you to suck in a sharp breath, firmly grasping the comforter beneath your hand.
His palms are as purposeful as they were on your hips, easing the soreness and softening the flesh, while being careful not to surpass or even brush the limit of your shorts â but holy fuck how you wish he would. You wish he would just read your mind and feel as electrified by your skin as you feel by his, because you know â you just know that youâre melting way too fast, tight grip on the bed getting more useless by the minute, and you donât even notice when your reasonable grunts and sighs turn into breathy whimpers and mellow moans.
But Taehyung notices. Hands hesitating before finally coming to a full stop and parting from your skin when a brush in the hem of your shorts prompts a wanton moan to fall from your lips.
You groan at the loss, your glazed over eyes making you oblivious to his hooded ones as you lift yourself on your elbows to better face him.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âUhm,â his eyes flicker to your pouting lips, âmaybe weâ I think we should stopâŠâ he clears his throat. âYeah. We should stop.â
âWhy?â You frown, cautiously turning to sit up straight.
He rehearses an answer a couple of times, opening and closing his mouth exasperatedly, before deciding to not give a fuck to be coherent. ââCusâ god, you areâyouâ he runs his hands through his hair, before chuckling humourlessly âshit, youâre driving me fucking insane,â he blurts, squeezing his eyes shut.
âWhat?â You mutter, not keeping up with the fact that Taehyungâs having a mental breakdown right now.
âYou seriously need to ask?â Is he⊠angry at you right now? âGod, you justâ shit, sound so fucking hot, you sound like heaven, and touching you is making me all⊠I donât even know, Iâm notâI canât think right now, shit, do you have any idea how soft your skin is? Just fucking look at yourself. Your bodâyouâre just so beautiful and Iâm touching it like itâs not making me fucking horny as hell, and I know weâre friends and shit, but god youâre justâŠâ he finally breaths before noticing your wide eyes and agape mouth. âShit, Iâmâ fuck, Iâm sorry, Iâll just leave, sorry for whatever the hell this was, please donât tell Jimiââ
Itâs only when Taehyung starts to step back that you snap out of your own head.
Shit.
Jimin is right.
âTaehyungâ you reach for his wrist, âshut up.â
âNo, but Iâmââ
âI donât want you to stop.â
For a second he looks just as helpless as you feel.
âWhat.â
âTaehyung,â you stare deep inside his eyes, âkeep touching me.â
He blinks, but steps closer to the bed again.
âWhat are you saying?âÂ
âDamn, boy, do I have to spell it out for you?â You tease, but the neediness is evident in your tone.
His expression softens immediately and he chuckles â somewhat incredulous, somewhat relieved â, drawing his tongue along his bottom lip as he allows his eyes to trail over your whole body, traveling over your chest, then down your legs, before heâs returning his attention to your lips.
Not a single hint of hesitancy veiling his actions anymore.
He steps closer, placing one of his knees on the bed and leaning over you. His hand cradles your jaw, softly tracing the skin. You can feel his breath fanning over your face, and you promptly close your eyes, anticipating what his kiss would feel like.Â
âWanna hear you say it.â He whispers against your ear. âTell me what you want, baby.â
Your mind spins at the pet name, his deep voice lacing it with the purest of honeys as you feel excitement tightening every muscle in your body.
âTaehyung, IâŠâ you swallow thickly, feeling his pillowy lips touching your cheek âI want you.â
You sigh.
âPlease.â
And then, his touch leaves your face, and you open your eyes, confused.
He stares at you with desire blanketing his eyes. A small smile crosses his lips before he opens his mouth again.
âLay back down on your stomach for me, then.â He smirks. âLet me finish your massage.â
You return to your previous position in a heartbeat, expecting Taehyung to do the same, but as soon as youâre comfortable â or as comfortable as one could be while this tense â his legs circle your body and he straddles your thighs, knees framing your hips.
âThis ok?â You nod, whispering a quick affirmative. âTell me if that changes, I canât see your face.â
âOkay.â
This time, when Taehyung touches you, he traces your skin as one would the finest porcelain, fingertips traveling through the expanse of your back as if trying to memorize each and every inch of it. But he doesnât avoid reaching higher now, palms raising your top slightly before feeling his way along your sides and down to your ass.
He molds the flesh under his palm, but freezes when a soft squeeze prompts a hiss out of your lips.
âShit, sorry, you okay?â
âYeah, Iâm okay.â You say immediately.
âRight.â He hesitates. âAlso, please let me know if I hurt you at any point.â You nod, but he still doesnât continue. âTell me you understand.â
âIâll let you know if you hurt me at any point.â You assure, wiggling your hips a little. âNow, please.â
He chuckles. Your eyes flutter shut as soon as his touch finds your legs, thumbs grazing the sensitive skin of your inner thigh and you feel like youâre learning how to breathe all over again.
The pleasure heâs eliciting from your body is so profound itâs almost worrisome, and itâs all you can do not to get too much in your head, because youâve never been touched like this before.
Like, yeah, sure, you couldâve guessed Taehyungâs hands were sinful, or that some deep-buried pent up emotion would make the knot in your stomach that much more delicious, but you donât think you couldâve dreamt with how easily heâs able to read your body, working you up at an alarming speed as his patient but insistent touch make you feel like one of those white mystical bitches who cum on camera with that tantric bullshit youâve laughed about before.
If it werenât for the way your panties are soaking wet already, uncomfortably sticking to your pussy, and for the weight of his body above you, youâd sure be blaming this on some weird sex dream youâd rather never acknowledge.Â
But as much as youâre enjoying it â and somewhat surprised at his patience â, it doesnât take long before you start squirming under him, begging for something more intimate.
âTaehyung,â you sob, âmore.â
âShit, you sound so needy. Nothing like the bad bitch I know.â
âTaehyung,â you hiss, and itâs supposed to be a reprimand, but he only chuckles.
âDonât get me wrong, though, I fucking love it. Love to know Iâm the one making you feel like this.â
You ignore the way his tone makes your brain stop for a full second before you wiggle down, trying to near his hand to where you need him the most, but his hold is firm on your thighs.
âShit, donât tease me.â You cry.
Taehyung clicks his tongue, body leaning forward to press down on your back before his lips find the shell of your ear.
âI donât think you understand whatâs gonna happen here, babyâ how is Taehyungâs voice so fucking hot, god, this canât possibly be fair. âIf you want this, youâll have to behave and listen to me.â His hand finally moves, and a strangled moan falls from your lips when his thumb finds your pussy through the thin fabric of your shorts. âCan you do that?â His lips tease the skin below your ear. âCan you be a good girl for me and let me take care of you?â
Jesus fucking Christ.
Why does he sound so calm? And why do you feel anything but?
âYes,â you mutter under your breath, and Taehyung pulls your earlobe between his teeth before returning to his previous position.
âGood. Now tell me what you want, baby. And be clear.â
His demanding tone sends a wave of arousal to your panties.Â
âTouch me.â You blurt.
âAinât I?â He swipes his thumb over you again and you gasp.
âNoânot enough. Just⊠fuck, please,â you swallow thickly, trying to think, âyou know what I want.â
âUhm, but I donât. Why donât you spell it out for me?â Another swipe.Â
âShitâ you shudder, âgiveâgive me more.â You squeeze your eyes shut. âTake thisâ my shorts, take them off, pleaseâ
He chuckles.Â
âSo needy.â He mocks, but if the speed with which he gets off of you is anything to go by, heâs not much better.
Heâs careful to not spark any pain as he slowly pulls your shorts down your legs, but leaves your panties on as he straddles you again and gently grabs your ass.
âTaehyung,â you whine.
âShit, you sound so pretty saying my name like that,â his fingers swiftly pull your panties aside, and you both let out appreciative moans when he feels up and down your aching pussy. âYouâre soaking my fingers, baby,â he murmurs, fingers parting your folds, âwant me this bad?â
âI want you so much,â you answer, mind functioning way past self-preservation.
His hand dips down to rub your clit, making your walls flutter around nothing. He speeds up and you hear how wet you are for him, feeling your arousal dripping down your thighs. Taehyung shifts a bit and helps you carefully spread your legs with him still above you, and the momentary discomfort is worth it when he pushes two fingers inside your aching cunt.
âSo fucking hot,â he groans, low tone dripping with lust as he starts to properly finger you open for him, âjust sucking me in. Canât wait to feel that around my cock.â
You shudder at his words, doing all you can to not rip the comforter with the force youâre clutching it.
âGod, baby, wanâwant that tooâ you gasp.
âYeah?âÂ
âWant you to fuck me dumb.â
âHoly shit,â he lets out a strained chuckle, âIâd love that too, baby, but if I did that it wouldnât really help with the pain.â
You swear you had an answer in the tip of your tongue, but Taehyung curves his fingers in that exact moment, hitting your sweet spot just right and you suddenly donât recognize your own voice, spilling filthy nothings and moaning shamelessly as he pairs his now precise rutting with a languid grinding of his palm on your cunt. âSo what about I fuck you sweet and slow instead? Worship this gorgeous body of yours, hum?âÂ
Taehyung takes the way your pussy squeezes his fingers as the answer that it is, and adds a third digit past your dripping folds, further preparing you for him. Your hips jolt when he takes his thumb to your clit, smearing your juices around before heâs rubbing circles over it.
You feel your stomach tensing the longer he fingers you, but as delicious as this is, you didnât fantasize about this day for months only to cum on his fingers.
âTaehyung, Iâmââ you moan wantonly, body tensing under him, âIâm close, but I donât wannaââ, his fingers leave your cunt with a loud squelch, and he pushes himself away from you just as quickly.
âTurn around for me, angel.âÂ
You take a second to process his words, his abrupt stop making you feel devastatingly empty, but as soon as you do as he says, he dives down to slot his lips against yours â and holy shit.
Taehyung kisses you like youâre the most precious thing in the world. Mouth molding over yours with an intensity that makes you feel loved. His hands travel over your body with similar admiration, tongue slipping past the seam of your lips to tangle with yours as you two savor each other.
Your mouths fit perfectly together while your skin burns with desire. Heâs such a good kisser, matching your rhythm with ease.Â
You slither your fingers through his hair, pulling the strands and turning his face slightly to deepen the kiss. He makes you drunk, intoxicated in the sweet taste of his lips, and the sloppier it gets, the hungrier you get.
âWanna kiss you everywhereâ he moans, mouth parting from yours to trace your chin and jaw, licking and sucking on the skin, while he starts to push your top up.
âYou firstâ you mutter, running your hands down his chest and sliding them beneath his shirt, nails scraping against his stomach before youâre raising it up his torso.
He sends you a disarming smirk, kneeling on the bed to pull his shirt off.
âGod, Taehyung, for fuckâs sakeâ you groan. âHow are you real?â
âYouâre one to say.â
âYou damn right I am.â You scoff, suddenly self-conscious. âHave you seen yourself? How do you expect me to undress in front of you?â
âNah, stop that shit,â he huffs out a laugh, leaning above you again to whisper against your ear, âwhereâs the bad girl I know? The one who owns every room she walks in, huh? If anyone should be insecure here, it should be me,â you bite your lip and he tugs on your shirt, âlet me see you too, babe.â
You pout, but help him take off your top â and his gaze burns through your bare chest, impossibly darker.
âSo fucking perfect,â he mouths, before diving in and taking your lips again, kissing you fervently and letting his hands run free over your whole body.
His large palms cup your tits, grabbing them and caressing the soft flesh for a while, then pinching and rolling your nipples in between his fingers. He moves his lips to your cheek, leaving small bites along the side of your jaw before he buries his face in the curve of your neck, licking and kissing every single spot.
âIâve been dreaming about this body for so longâ he says against your skin, âI thought I was gonna die when I saw you with a bikini on that tripâ he admits. âBut seeing you like thisâ actually seeing you,â he takes his lips further down, âshit, youâre prettier than any dream, than any thought I could have.âÂ
You feel your whole body warm with his praise, mind spinning as you try to make sense of his words â but failing miserably as he closes his mouth around one of your tits. Your eyes flutter shut and you roughly pull his hair, eliciting the sexiest fucking sounds out of him, all while rewarding them with your own loud pleasure as his tongue fondles with your nipple. His lips chart every inch of you, leaving no spot untasted or unkissed as he makes your body his.
âYou make me dizzy,â he mumbles, âshit, canât fucking get enough.â
He seems so fucking satisfied. Smuggly smiling against your body whenever you shudder or moan a bit too loud, pride overwhelming his features whenever his name meets his ears in a shaky breath, reveling in the way you melt under him.
Taehyung pulls the waistband of your panties between his teeth, biting down on the fabric to then carefully and slowly slide them down your legs, not daring to take his eyes away from yours until you are completely naked under him.
âWanna taste you so bad.â
You feel goosebumps trailing over your skin, the idea sending a fresh wave of arousal down your cunt. So, naturally, when you pull him up and shake your head, youâre almost as surprised as him.
âNoâŠâ you whisper, and he freezes, worry taking over his face, âwant you to fuck me.â Relief washes over his face, before a slow, teasing smirk takes over his lips, but he doesnât say anything. âShit, Tae, I need you to fuck me.â
Your whole face heats up when he snickers.
âSay that again.â You bite down on your lip when he grips your flesh with a bit more force than before. âMy name,â he whispers, crawling up to caress your cheek. âSay my name like that again. Like youâll fucking die if I donât give you what you want.â His palm chases down your neck and pushes your head back a bit.Â
âTaeâŠâ you sigh, closing your eyes when he kisses your jaw, âTaehyung, please fuck me.â
âFuck, so hotâ he whispers on your ear. âBegging for cock like a good girl,â you whine when he pulls your earlobe between his teeth. âAre you always needy like this? So desperate to be fucked?â
It is humiliating to admit, and you feel a not-so-sexy kind of anxiety creeping up on you and catching up with you clouded brain, because you know damn well youâve never begged for shit â and that's why a teasing smile and innocent look is the best you can muster before pulling him in for a kiss.Â
Taehyung takes a second to process your touch, but soon melts into it, slipping his tongue past your lips and securing your waist on his hands. He rolls his hips, pressing his clothed erection on your cunt, and you both shiver at the friction.
âWhy the fuck you still have your pants on?âÂ
âWas kinda distracted,â he scoffs, and your hands reach between your bodies for his belt. You struggle with the poor angle, but eventually manages to open his jeans, and Taehyung lets out a relieved sigh, sitting up to properly push his pants off.
âHurry up,â you whine, rubbing your thighs together.
âYouâre this eager to see my butt?â
âYeah, wanna see where you hid it.â
âDamn,â he chuckles, shaking his head as he tosses his last piece of clothing away.
Itâs pathetic. Itâs so fucking pathetic the way your jaw goes slack and your eyes widen. But what can you do when you finally see his cock â the one youâve imagined way more times than someone who doesnât have a crush probably should. Heâs so hard it sure must be painful and precum collects at the tip, making your mouth water.
âWanna suck you.â
âIf I ainât tasting you, you ainât sucking me.â You pout.
âYou just scared you wonât last.â
âI wasnât the one begging less than a minute ago.â
âShut up.â
He chuckles, slotting himself between your thighs.
He teases up your entrance, smearing your arousal around your pussy until his crown finds your clit and a low moan rips from your throat. Youâve never been this wet before â but youâve also never felt this wanted before either.
Then, Taehyungâs patience seems to finally have reached its limit â his own teasing overbearing even for himself, because he doesnât wait another second as he parts your folds, pressing his tip before finally pushing in. You tighten your grip on his shoulder, digging your nails on his flesh while his eyes are hypnotized by the way your cunt throbs around him, adjusting to his size as he fills you to the brim.
âYou ok?â He whispers, heavy breath fanning your face as you thread your fingers through his hair.
You nod, âPlease, move.â
He starts to roll his hips back.
âGod, youâre so tight,â Taehyung groans, eyes rolling back at the way you clench around him.
âShit,â you moan, âthis feels so fucking good,â youâre not really aware of the words leaving your mouth, feeling as if youâve lost your ability to think â an ability that you werenât particularly good at in the first place.
When Taehyung moves back in, you can feel every inch of him as he stuffs you full, grinding on you as soon as your hips meet and stimulating every part of you. He sets a disarming pace, cock reaching deep with every stroke and he has to control every urge in his body not to pound into you like you both would like him to.Â
And youâre not used to this. Youâre not used to the softness of his hold nor with the care he fucks you with.Â
Sex for you always felt like a race, but Taehyung makes it feels as if he stopped time altogether. The overwhelming bliss he sparks within your body is just so fucking good, already so much better than any past orgasms youâve had.
When he feels you fully accommodate him, he speeds up enough to have you spiraling but not enough so your thighs are hurting. Between lustful moans and low groans, his hooded eyes search yours to read your every reaction, to understand which angle makes your brows furrow deeper, which rhythm makes you sound the most vulgar, and you can feel yourself dissolving into pleasure â the toe-curling, mind fucking and dangerous type â in no time.
He whispers the dirtiest things in your ear, tracing your neck with his tongue and biting on your jaw, loud pleasure and wet sounds fill the room.Â
You ignore the slight pain that hits your body whenever he makes your hips jolt or your legs shake, mostly because his soothing hands are anxious over your skin: fingers digging on your thighs, palms grabbing your hips, pinning you down on the bed to contain some of your roughest spasms. Youâve never been fucked so deep and so deliciously before.
You babble what seems like his name, but youâre too lost to be sure, desperate and uncoordinated sounds leaving your mouth loud enough to earn you some noise complaints later.
âShitâ ngh, soâso fucking good.â You arch your back, and Taehyung takes his hands to massage your tits.
Your head tilts back on the comforter, eyes squeezing shut despite your desire to keep looking at him â at his dark, unwavering gaze, staring you down while fucking you so deliciously â, but itâs just too much. You swear heâs on a mission to make you lose your goddamn mind as he earnestly fucks you, reaching every spot and grinding on you.
âFeels so good like this,â he grunts, âjust sucking me in, so fucking wet.â
And you donât answer â because you canât. Thereâs nothing but Taehyungâs name in your mind, and some shaky version of it reaching his ears.
You can already feel the steady pressure building in the pit of your stomach, making your legs shiver around him as your whole body tightens.Â
âShit,â he buries his face in your neck, feeling you constrict around him, âyou close?â
You nod, biting his shoulder as a guttural moan leaves your lips.
âThen cum for me, princess, cream my cock.â He commands, pressing his thumb down on your clit at the same time, and making you come undone beneath him.
Taehyung can't really detain your whole body from quivering, hips buckling while your back arches from before you collapse on the bed.
An exhaustion takes over you, and it feels like hours until youâre finally able to open your eyes again.
Your bodyâs still quivering with aftershocks, pussy way too sensitive as Taehyung fucks you with lazy, shallow thrusts.
âShit, that was so fucking hotâ he groans, before his brows knit up, âIâm close too.â
He suddenly pulls away, quickly rising to kneeling position and circling his glistening cock with his large hand. His eyes travel over your body as he pumps himself, palm focusing on the tip as he chases his own release.
You ignore the way you pussy clenches at the sight.
âIn my mouth,â you mutter, voice barely audible â but he hears you, because his movements falter.
âWhat did you say?â
âWant you to cum in my mouth.â You lick your lips before supporting yourself on your hands to get closer to his crotch. He groans when you replace his hand with yours, jerking his length to spread some of your juices around before closing your lips around his tip.
His head immediately falls back with an elongated grunt. And you feel your pussy leaking when he starts to twitch inside your mouth.Â
âSo fucking good,â he praises, making you hum.
It takes only a few expert flicks of your tongue and hollowing of your cheeks before Taehyungâs hips buck and you feel his salty taste spilling down your throat. You keep sucking him, milking every last drop of his cum and swallowing it all like a champ, before releasing him with a pop and cleaning your lips with the back of your hand.
âYou just swallowed my cum.â He says, as if trying to process it.
A sly smile takes over your face, but it doesnât stay long as Taehyungâs face slowly scrunches up in what can only be described as sorrow. His lips turn into a pout and he gets off the bed in a heartbeat, searching for his discarded clothing.
âShit, shit, shit.â
Your mind, empty a second ago, suddenly overflows with a million thoughts.Â
Shouldn't you have swallowed his cum? Did he want to cum on your tits? Why the fuck are his eyes glossy like that? Is he crying because he wanted to cum on your tits? Why is your heart about to explode? Say something, why canât you just say something?
âIâm really sorry about thisâ he starts, pushing his underwear up his body, âI canât believe Iâthat weâŠâ he groans, running his hands through his hair the same way you were doing just seconds ago.
It hits you maybe too late into the overthinking process that having sex with Taehyung wasn't probably the best idea â not only due to his current euphoric attempt at an escape, but also because now, after your brain starts functioning at a normal speed after cuming that hard, youâre finally able to process the messy string of thoughts knotting inside your head and come to the alarming conclusion that⊠yeah, you kinda have a crush on that man fleeing from you right now â undeniably so, given that heâs struggling to stop crying after fucking you and you still feel the urge to cuddle with him and pinch his cheeks.
The fuck is wrong with you.
âTaehyung.â You call, remnants from his cum lingering on your mouth.
Thank god Keke Palmer is secured behind that closet not to see you failing her like that.
Heâs mumbling to himself, seemingly forgetting that you can, in fact, hear him.
ââ canât believe I just fucked her, this did not just happenedââ he says, among sniffles, fighting with his zipper, âargh, this was so fucking good, she was so fucking hot and now I just wonât be able to forget this shit and this is the opposite of what I was supposed to doââ
âTaehyung!â
âWhat?!â He snaps, giving up on his jeans and letting them fall uncomfortably on his thighs.Â
âThe fuck you on about, man?â
He lets out a strangled noise, exasperated by your calmness.
âHow am I supposed to get over you if my dick is now in love with you too?â He blurts, probably unintentionally, probably not realizing that youâre on the receiving end of that statement.Â
â... Well, damn.â
He sobs when it hits him. You just chuckle.
âPlease, forget I ever said thatââ
âWhy, tho? This was the most romantic shit someoneâs ever said to me.â
His exasperated groans are so fucking cute.
âI⊠sorry, letâs just pretend I never said anything. I didnât mean it.â
âOh. Thatâs too bad, cus I kinda like you too.â
âThatâs not what IâŠâ He closes his mouth immediately, eyes wide in a mix of panic and bewilderment as you smile.
âDonât say shit you donât mean right now.â
You chuckle.
âWhy? Gonna cry?â He actually sobs. âDamn, boy, you sound nothing like the bad bitch I know.â You mock, but then bite your lip and crawl off the bed, trying to stand in front of him despite your stumbling legs. âI like you too, you dumbass. Been liking you for sometime, actually.â
You place your hand on his face, softly cleaning the tears off his cheeks.
âOh.â
âYeah.â
He frowns, breathing finally normalizing.
âBut you never really talk to me.â
âYeah, I was kind of in denial and your personality didnât help.â
â... Thatâs a compliment, right?â
You chuckle. âYeah, Tae.â
âAnd what was yesterday about, then?â
âI was obviously trying to seduce you. And look at you,â you smile proudly, âseduced.â
âYeah, âcus thereâs nothing sexier than a sweaty woman fighting to stay on top of a horse, if you ask me.â
He opens one of those large, intoxicating boxy smiles of his, and youâre suddenly unable to smile back.
âHonestly? You intimidated the hell out of me. But seeing you completely out of your element yesterday watching me train some kids at a stud farm?â He chuckles. âMade me realize that⊠yeah, youâre amazing and all the shit I already thought⊠But youâre kinda lame too.âÂ
Your mouth falls open.
âIâm sorry, you just said your dickâs in love with me, asshole.â You roll your eyes. âAnd you were about to fucking flee the scene. While crying, may I add.â
âYeah, cus you just ate my cum,â he smirks. âThat does something to a guyâs heart.â
You roll your eyes.Â
âYeah, right.â
He shakes his head, an annoying smile still plastered on his face.
âI really do like you, you know? And like⊠we donât have to figure anything out right now, this doesnât even feel real yet, butâŠâ he snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you flush against his chest, âI really fucking like you.â
He caresses your cheek with his thumb, slowly running his finger over your lips. This time, his kiss is tender, full of unhesitant affection. You two fumble backwards, and he carefully lays you on your back, falling beside you and pulling you to frame his side.
âI like you too.â You whisper, snuggling closer.
âWe can do those corny things together now. Like⊠uhm, like watch that Real Jackson show you always talk abââ you grimace.
âItâs True Jackson, Taehyung.â
âWhatever, same difference.â Keke please forgive his ignorant soul. âOh, and Iâll take you to ride with me.â
âYeah, donât push it. Thereâs not a single chance Iâll be riding again.â
âOh, no, babe,â he and offers you a smirk, âI meant riding this fucking dick!â
Sigh.
But honestly, that might not be too bad.
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Random but I recently rewatched the Ironwood segment and realized it wasn't Gryla who said "she's so strong" in regards to Angrboda (like I originally thought) but Atreus in regards to Gryla. Which in fact makes much more sense, avoids the "girlboss" cliche aspect entirely when it comes to Angrboda's character and highlights Angrboda's true strength which lies with her determination and skills, including but not limited to physical ones.
For instance, like we discussed before, Angrboda originally wasn't ready to open up to Atreus about the death of her parents because the wound was still deep and because she met him only several minutes ago. But after the stress Atreus went through upon witnessing the mural Angrboda put her own trauma aside to help comfort him and initiated a conversation about her late mom and dad multiple times (as to motivate Atreus to cherish his time with his father, no matter how much they had left).
In one of those scenes Angrboda mentions the fruit her mother told her to eat "for strength"; and Atreus, in an embarrassingly yet cutely awkward attempt to make a flirtatious compliment notes that, clearly, "it worked". The narrative thus highlighted that Angrboda's real strength aren't her physical abilities but her willingness to support a person she cares about instead of wallowing in her own pain and turmoil. And, no less important, that Atreus appreciates both of those forms of strength about her and is just as open about his feelings regarding Angrboda as she is regarding him.
Most of the modern media would have a compliment like this come from a yet another "Alpha Male" who is meant to be shown in antagonistic light making "sleazy" flirty remarks. Who obviously would be juxtaposed against a "Nice Guy" whom the "strong and independent" heroine is obligated to appreciate and choose unless she wants to prove herself shallow and succumb to her "hormones" and to Bad Boy's charms. But in GowR Atreus and Angrboda get to have an equal communication and an equal measure of self expression including when it comes to their feelings for each other - and the narrative celebrates their readiness to be open about it in spite of their insecurities and traumas.
atreusâs respect towards angrboda (and vice versa) is always so lovely. I especially love that shes the only one he offered to bring with him on his journey đ„șđ„ș If they ever do a ragnarok show (really hoping they dont tbh) i pray they include angrboda a lot more within the story and do some sort of alternate thing where she does join him for the rest of ragnarok going into the giants journey as well đđŸ
#Bad boy atreus prowling through#*Proceeds to show the most awkward photo of him*#Angrboda#Atreus#atreboda#god of war#asks#gowr#gow#god of war ragnarok#Gow ragnarok
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