#but i'm so f*cking relieved

[elenadoeslife]

WE'VE GOT THE PLACE!!! 🗝💫

[sports-on-sundays]

ER / MV1

Summary: Max x girlfriend!reader - Max won't leave your side. 101% fluff.

Warnings: hospital room, mention of injury

Requested?: No.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

Your eyes blink open dazedly, trying to make out the worried face looking down at you against the bright immaculate hospital ceiling. "Max?"

He strokes your cheek, repeating, "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

But you just smile. "Max. You came."

"Of course I did!" he says, sitting down next to your pristine white hospital bed, smoothing the sheets over you a bit.

You blink in surprise as you get a better look at him, still in his white fireproofs and race hat. His face glistens with sweat, and you murmur groggily, "Did you come straight from the race...?"

"Of course I did. And the f*cking team didn't even tell me about you until I got out of the car! I don't even know what happened to you, I rushed here so quick!"

You smile sleepily. "Messed up my leg pretty bad."

He nods. "It's propped up? Do you remember what happened?"

"Can you stop worrying so much?" you murmur, your eyebrows crinkling together.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," he says gentler.

"I'm in a hospital bed, Max. I'm as okay as I'm going to be. But you worrying so much is just stressing me out."

"Oh... I- Sorry. I'll be quiet about that for now. As long as you're not in pain?" he asks, giving your hand a squeeze.

You chuckle softly. "Feel kind of woozy, so I'm assuming they gave me medication for that. I don't even remember," you yawn.

A shadow of a small smile appears on Max's lips as he watches you. He gently sweeps some hair from your forehead as you continue, "And about your team not telling you about me until you finished the race, don't be mad at Christian about that. If anything, be mad at me."

Now Max looks completely and utterly confused. "Sorry?"

You smile softly. "I told them not to tell you. I knew you'd forfeit your race for me, and I didn't want that for you. I knew I'd be okay for a while. But now," you let out a little relieved sigh, "I'm so glad you're here with me."

Max stares in surprise, before saying, giving your hand a rub, "You didn't have do. I hope to-"

"-win the world championship again anyway. I know. But it's still important. You did win, right?"

He nods slowly. "Yeah... Yes, I did. Didn't even get on the podium, though."

"You didn't?" you ask, immediately feeling guilty. "Max, you-"

"-always get to stand on that top step. I'm not going to spray champagne while you're laying in a hospital bed, all by yourself, without me."

"Won't you get in trouble or something?"

He shrugs, "I don't care. You're more important, okay? You're just stressing yourself out. You don't have to feel guilty about having a freak accident- it happens sometimes, and you can't really help it."

You sniff a little, murmuring, "Thanks for taking care of me."

"Thanks for being the best girlfriend."

You relax your head back on the pillow, murmuring, "Well, tell me about the race."

As you listen to him talk, you begin to doze a bit, and soon are fast asleep. A bit later, though, you groggily blink your eyes up to see Max, leaning forward from the wooden hospital chair, resting his head next to you, his eyes shut and his face relaxed.

You're not sure if he's asleep or not, but he's certainly adorable. You smile and cuddle closer to him, shutting your eye again and wrapping your arm weakly around him. "I'm so lucky to have you," you murmur.

If he responds, you don't know, because you're fast asleep once again, just glad to have your boy there with you, next to you.

[guilty-pleasures21]

Hii i have an idea for part 3 of interrogation w/ Jason!! SO the roleplay thing could be Red Hood (pretending he's high on sex pollen) with an innocent!reader who he's had a crush on for AGES

Basically him being all like "You're the reason this is hurting so much (referring to his hard-on), don't you wanna help your friend feel better? I'll only feel better if you do it..." And X doesn't know anything about sex so she's like "=) Okay I'll help!" basically gets tricked into fucking him

but this is just a random thot k u dont have to like it :)

(also can I be 🐺anon?)

Hooooooooh! I kept having to take breaks while writing this, because it is SO. F**KING. SPICY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@🐺anon, you are my new hero. I hope I have successfully managed to bring your dirty little fantasies to life and I also personally hope to hear from you again soon because BABE?! ⁉️⁉️ This was AMAZING!!!

Sex pollen with innocent best friend

Jason Todd tricking his best friend he's been in love with for AGES into having sex with him.

Warnings: explicit description of sex including blowjob (f & m receiving), penetration (p in v) and Jason taking advantage of his best friend's innocence. No age gap, but manipulation is involved.

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     He stood on his best friend's balcony, heavy pants shaking his chest as the arousal flooded his body. F*cking sex pollen. Why the hell would Ivy even need something like that?! Argh! It didn't matter. Right now, all that mattered was that he find some way to relieve himself. Some way that maybe involved his unfairly gorgeous best friend he'd been in love with for … He couldn't even remember a time he hadn't been pining after her. Jason knocked on the glass door and his heart stuttered in his chest when he saw X's small figure rushing over to him.

     Red Hood?! The Red Hood was at her balcony door?! But, oh, he didn't look too good.

     “Mr Hood?” She reached up to place a hand on his brawny shoulder and her brows furrowed with concern as she looked up at him. “Is everything all right?” 

     F*ck! Did she have to be so f*cking cute?! Calling him ‘Mr Hood’ while she gazed up at him with those beautiful eyes of hers, the irises so dark that they reflected the entire night sky in them. He bent over as another wave of arousal hit him, his d*ck starting to throb painfully now that he could smell her sweet strawberry scent. “I'm … I need some … Do you think you could help me out … princess?”

     She was right: it was Jason. The Red Hood was the best friend that she'd had a crush on for ages, but always been too insecure to do anything about. He was the Red Hood, after all, why would he ever choose her over the hundreds of beautiful women falling all over themselves to spend just one night with him? “O-Okay.” 

     She stepped aside to allow him entry into her flat, then locked the balcony door and pulled the curtains shut behind him. But he didn't call anyone else ‘princess’, she argued with herself. He didn't show up to anyone else's place when he was hurt, when he was vulnerable and had absolutely no choice but to depend on someone else for help. She turned to him and tilted her head in question, waiting for him to explain what was wrong. 

     He wanted to rip all her clothes off and murmur filthy things in her ear, then watch the blush crawl up her cheeks as he ate her out. She was just so innocent, so sweet and so ready for him to just eat her up. He winced as his c*ck gave another twitch at the thought. “I … Some chemical … from Ivy.”

     That wasn't good. X took a step closer to him, her heartbeat quickening with anxiety at all the horrible possibilities. “What does it do? Can I help?” 

     This was it. All those filthy daydreams he'd ever had about her, all those restless nights spent tossing and turning in his bed, trying to imagine what she'd feel like in his arms, they were finally going to come true. But only if he could control himself long enough to convince her to take her f*cking clothes off. “It's … It's not dangerous. But it hurts.”

     “Where does it hurt?” Jason placed a hand on his abdomen, then gradually moved it lower, until he landed on his crotch. X's eyes widened in surprise. 

     “Oh!” she gasped before glancing away from him in embarrassment. “Um, how … What should I do?” 

     She wasn't sure what he meant by it ‘hurting’, but she hated the thought of him being in pain, of him panting and wincing as he tried to hide it from her.

     “Can you … Can you massage it? A little?” His c*ck resumed its throbbing at the idea and he hissed at the sensation. How the f*ck could he be so aroused that it physically hurt?! What the hell was the point of having a poison that could do that?! He was going to f*cking murder Ivy after this. Well, maybe he'd thank her first, if she managed to turn all his fantasies about f*cking his lovely little best friend into a reality. But then he’d definitely still murder her after. 

     X gulped at the suggestion. She’d never even seen a penis before let alone touched one! But if it would help … 

     “I can try?” She lowered herself to her knees and reached a hand to his waistband, but stopped before she could grab it. “Do you … Do you need to take your pants off?” 

     “F*ck, yes,” Jason breathed, undoing his belt and zip. It was that easy?! Shit, he should have pretended to be high on this ‘sex pollen’ ages ago!Maybe then he wouldn’t have wasted so much time trying to figure out how to confess his feelings to her. He ripped his pants and underwear off and kicked them aside, finally allowing his already erect c*ck to spring free. 

     “Wow!” X squeaked in surprise. He was so big and so hard, his c*ck twitching and throbbing as it begged for relief. X looked up at him, embarrassed by her naive response. “W-What … How should I start?"

     Shit, shit, shit! She was so f*cking gorgeous, her almond-shaped eyes all wide and round with innocence as she gazed up at him. He cupped her cheek in his hand and pressed down on her lower lip with his thumb, then sucked in a breath when she parted her lips for him.

     “You’re going to want to lubricate it first, sweetheart,” he advised her, his breath catching in his throat at the thought of her rosy lips closing around his c*ck. “Just so you don’t rub the skin raw or anything.” X nodded slowly, then turned her attention back to his c*ck. She dug her fingers into his thighs as she swallowed hard, her heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement.

     “O-Okay,” she agreed. “Should I … What can I put on it?” She turned back up to him in question and he growled at the innocent look on her face. He tipped her chin up, guiding her mouth to his c*ck. 

     “Just use your tongue, baby. Your saliva should be good enough.” She glanced back at his d*ck as he brushed his thumb along her cheek. Was that … allowed? Wasn’t it kind of dirty for her to suck on her best friend’s c*ck? Even if he was kind of in a lot of pain right now. But … it wasn’t like it counted as sex, right? That was when you penetrated the other person. At least, that was what she understood of it anyway. So maybe it was all right? She opened her mouth as he took hold of his c*ck, letting him slide it onto her tongue before she closed her lips around it. 

     “F*ck!” He shuddered as she began sucking on his d*ck, her movements slow and careful. She was so cute, her pretty little mouth staying close to his tip, barely able to take him in any further. But shit, it felt good - so f*cking good - having her warm tongue swipe across his slit and trace the veins along his shaft. He tilted her face up to his, wanting to see her pretty eyes peeking up at him from beneath her long, dark lashes as she suckled on his d*ck and he swore he almost came undone at the sight. “Just like that, sweetheart. Just like that, baby. You’re doing such a good job for me, princess, such a good massage.” 

     But she hadn’t even gotten to the massage part yet - this was just supposed to be the lubrication step, right? She tried to remind him of that - tried to speak around his c*ck that was currently stuffed in her mouth - but her words just came out a mess of muffled moans. Jason’s eyes rolled back in pleasure at the sound - at the fact that his d*ck was filling up her mouth so nicely that she couldn’t even speak! - and he grabbed onto the back of her head to slide her faster along his length.

     He was too big, too much, and she felt herself choking a little as his tip bounced against the back of his throat. But he seemed to like that, if the euphoric groans falling from his mouth were anything to go by. He pulled her hard against him and she tried to swallow - an involuntary response - but was stopped by the bulk of his d*ck laying in her mouth. 

     “F*ck,” Jason groaned, his mind going numb with pleasure at the feeling of her trying to swallow around his d*ck. Shit, it was so f*cking good that it wasn’t long before he was spilling into her mouth, his sticky c*m dripping down her tongue and along the back of her throat. X sputtered, caught off guard, and Jason finally released her so that she could pull her head back. His best friend looked up at him in confusion, wiping away the mixture of c*m and saliva spilling out of her mouth. F*ck, she looked so pretty like that, he wanted to just rip his helmet off and kiss her. But he couldn’t do that, because then she’d know who he really was. And then she’d definitely stop, excruciating pain or not. And no way in hell was he going to let that happen - not until he’d come inside of her, at least. Then he’d reveal his identity to her and f*ck her so good that she’d pass out in his arms from the exhaustion. And then he’d take her out to dinner and confess his feelings for her. Perfect. 

     “What’s … What was that?” She hadn’t expected for that sticky liquid to come shooting out of him like that. But it seemed to relax him a little, so maybe it was helping? 

     “That was the poison, sweetheart,” he lied to her, gripping her chin in his hand and brushing his thumb along her lower lip. “You see how much you got out? You see how much you helped me, baby? Such a good girl, princess, taking care of me like that. You want to help me some more?” She brushed her fingers along his shaft, noticing how hard he still was. Was there still a lot of poison inside of him? Why wasn’t it affecting her? 

     “But … isn’t that dangerous?” she asked him, bewildered. “Won’t I get hurt too?” Jason shook his head quickly, his fingers never leaving her face as they alternated between stroking her cheek and running through her hair. 

     “No, no, no!” he reassured her, another lie forming in his mind. “It only affects guys, sweetheart. You’ll be fine, baby. You just … You gotta help me get the poison out. Hmm?” 

     Jason took hold of his c*ck - still painfully hard in his hand - and traced the outline of her lips with his tip. “You see this? You see how hard I still am, baby? That’s ‘cause the poison’s still inside. You gotta keep going if you want to help me, okay?” X nodded and curled her fingers around his c*ck, her slender digits brushing along his shaft delicately. 

     “Should I … Should I suck on it again?” She kneaded his d*ck as she said it, squeezing and stroking him so gently, like she really was trying to give him a massage. Argh! She was so sweet! 

     “You can use your hands too,” he assured her, his c*ck springing back to life at her careful touches. She didn’t know how bad the poison was or how long she had to get it out of his system, but the quicker the better, right? 

     “How … How do I do that?” He took hold of her arms and lifted her up so she was standing before him, her damp shirt clinging to her chest and outlining the stiff peaks of her nipples perfectly. Shit. 

     “Just … Just like how you’re doing it now, sweetheart,” he told her, his eyes roving across her body beneath his mask. He had to get her out of her f*cking clothes! He trailed his fingers along her curves, trying to come up with an excuse. “But … But don’t you want to take this shirt off? You’re all soaked, princess.” 

     “I’m okay!” she chirped, her hands leaving his c*ck and moving up to his chest. He was so strong, his muscles all broad and hard beneath her hands. She bit on her lip as he snuck his fingers underneath her shirt and her body shivered at the feeling of his calloused palms brushing along her skin.

     “You sure?” he questioned, sliding his hands up and down her sides. Shit, she was soft. “You don’t have to be shy around me, princess. I just want to make sure you’re comfortable. You’ve done so well tonight, helping me out. Let me help you out too. Hmm? Please, sweetheart?” He was asking so nicely - Jason never said ‘please’ - and she was feeling pretty uncomfortable, her shirt all wet with the sticky liquid that had seeped out of him. 

     “Hmm, okay,” she agreed after a moment of hesitation. Jason swallowed down his elated cheer and slipped her shirt off, casting it aside. Then he turned back to her and all remaining rational thought left his mind. F********ck! She was so. F*cking. Gorgeous! Her curly hair tumbling over her shoulders, her cheek rosy with embarrassment, her perky little breasts all round and full. How was she so perfect?! 

     “Let me …” Jason reached his hands up and cupped her breasts, then began kneading them gently, marvelling at how soft she was. “You’re still a little sticky, princess. Let me clean you up.” 

     She let out a surprised yelp when he closed his fingers around her soft flesh and he growled at the sound. But he kept his movements slow, tender, his touch featherlight as he circled her breasts reverently. 

     “Um, M-Mr Hood?” X managed to squeak out, her mind quickly growing fuzzy at the feeling of his warm hands gliding over her sensitive skin. “D-Do you … s-still … need help?” 

     Jason grunted in agreement, then slid his hands around her waist and up her back. He pulled her flush against him and groaned as he dragged his fingers down her soft skin. God, he wished he could kiss her. “Yes. I need … I need …” 

     He pulled back and watched himself trace his hands all along her body, his fingers lingering on the smooth curves of her breasts and waist. Then he slid his fingers into her pyjamas and pulled them down her thighs, letting them fall to the ground. She squeaked in surprise and quickly squeezed her legs together, and he grabbed her ass in his hands, pulling her close to him. “F*******ck. You’re so soft, princess.” 

     She clutched onto his shoulders, her nipples tingling as they pressed up against his chest. She wasn’t sure how this was helping him, but it seemed to bring him some sort of relief, squeezing and stroking her as he was doing so. He kept groaning and sighing, the deep vibrations of his voice rumbling out of his chest and into her own, causing her body to shiver involuntarily. 

     “J-Jason, I … Something’s … coming out of me too. You sure I can’t be accidentally poisoned?” She’d felt a sticky liquid - not unlike his own - start leaking out of her vagina earlier, and it was absolutely soaking her thighs by this point. She’d never experienced such a sensation before, but it kept getting worse every time her nipples brushed up against his chest. 

     “Hmm? Let me see,” Jason commanded, immediately concerned. Was she hurt? Was there actually some sort of poison in the pollen Ivy had sprinkled on him? He’d f*cking murder her if there was; if anything were to happen to his precious little X because of her. 

     God, this was so embarrassing! He wanted to see her vagina! And the weird discharge that continued to drip out of it! But what if it was something serious? And she needed to go see a doctor? Maybe it was better to just let him check first. 

     “Um, it’s, um,” she hesitated before stepping back from him and going over to the sofa. Her body trembled as she pried open her legs slowly, exposing her deliciously drenched centre to him, and he fell between her knees desperately. She was so small - and tight, too, probably. Shit, it was going to feel so good being inside of her, so- Wait a minute. Had she just used his name? 

     “What did you just call me?” Jason looked up at her, a hint of confusion in his voice as he asked her the question. Oh no! Had she used his name? She couldn’t remember - she was too ashamed by the way she’d spread herself out before him, her naked body entirely on display for him. 

     “Uh, I … M-Mr Hood?” she tried, hoping he was too distracted by the poison to notice her slipup. But, of course, this was Jason, and nothing ever escaped his notice. 

     “That’s not what I heard, princess.” He took off his jacket, then his shirt, his c*ck continuing to twitch desperately at the sight of her blushing p*ssy, all red and swollen as it begged for his attention. “How long have you known? Why didn’t you say anything?” 

     Finally, he removed his mask, revealing his dark hair and his sparkling eyes and his sharp jawline. He licked his lips as he leaned closer to her, and she sucked in a breath at the sight. “I-I … I’ve known … for a while now. Just … It’s the way you walk. And how you always call me ‘princess’? I didn’t want to say anything because I thought … I thought maybe you didn’t trust me.” 

     He dragged his eyes away from her centre for just a moment, just long enough for him to see the pout her rosy lips twisted into. Then he pressed his thumb to her clit and she yelped in surprise at the unfamiliar sensation. “Of course I trust you, princess. I just … I just didn’t want you to get hurt.” 

     He circled her clit for a bit, nudging it gently with his thumb so that she kept twitching and moaning, unable to contain her pleasure. Then he pushed his mouth into her folds and groaned loudly as he began lapping up her juices. 

     “J-Jason!” she exclaimed, twisting her fingers into his hair in surprise. Her legs wriggled around his head as he dragged his tongue along her sensitive nerves, teasing her and stroking her until her entire body was quivering beneath his touch. “I-Is this … What are you doing? Is this allowed?” 

     God, she was so cute! And so naughty too - she’d sucked on his d*ck knowing that it was him? The whole time? Maybe she wasn’t as innocent as he'd thought. 

     “Anything’s ‘allowed’, princess,” he chuckled, the vibrations of his voice tickling her already desperate little p*ssy and pleasing her even further. “We can do whatever we want. And besides, I’m not doing anything wrong. I’m just trying to help clean you up. Hmm?” 

     He looked up at her and she swallowed at the sight of the sticky liquids dripping down his chin. Was he … Was he eating her up? Did she taste good? She must have if he seemed so satisfied by it. X nodded slowly and tried to relax back into her seat as he returned his mouth to her vagina, his lips closing around her folds and sucking them into his mouth. She tried to keep quiet, to not bother him while he did his best to help her out, but it was so difficult! She just kept squealing and moaning and squirming beneath his touch, the insistent throbbing inside of her getting more and more desperate as he dribbled his tongue along her bundle of nerves. He pulled her into his mouth again and she dug her fingers into the cushions as he circled her entrance with his tongue, trying her hardest to keep still and make his job a little easier. But then he slid tongue inside of her hole and she found herself sliding down the sofa and sighing with relief. Jason gripped onto her knees, holding her apart so that he could push his tongue even deeper inside of her and start lapping at her walls. And then he hit this one spot that had her leg twitching involuntarily, her body tensing up everytime he curled his tongue against it. “J-Jason … S-Something’s .. happening …” 

     Jason didn’t respond, instead speeding up his movements, his tongue pressing harder against her spot. Then finally, she was coming, her tight little body shaking and shuddering against him as he kept his mouth glued firmly to her p*ssy. He licked her up desperately as she spilled her arousal into his mouth - f*ck, she tasted so sweet! How did she taste so sweet?! - and refused to move even after she’d finished, choosing instead to admire the way her breasts heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath. 

     “Um, Jace?” she began hesitantly, trying to pull herself away from him. But he tightened his grip on her, keeping her in place so he could continue licking up the sticky liquid splattered all over her thighs. “I-I … feel a lot better now, Jace. The … The throbbing is gone.” 

     She didn’t know how he’d done it, but he’d managed to get rid of that pulsing sensation inside of her, that tightness that had kept squeezing at her insides. Was that how he was feeling too? The sweat dripping down his forehead, his breaths coming in shallow and heavy pants? It must be painful.

     “C-Can I … Can I help you too?” she suggested when he finally dragged his mouth away from her sweet little p*ssy. He looked up at her, dazed, trying to figure out what she was talking about. 

     “Huh?” he questioned, his brain so clouded with lust and desire that he found himself unable to focus on anything but the taste of her still lingering on his tongue. F*ck, she tasted good. 

     “Do you still need help, Jay?” X asked, her beautiful little body glistening with sweat as he climbed up over her. Help? What did he need help with? Oh, right: his throbbing d*ck that was still so painfully hard for her. 

     “Come here. Come here, princess.” He lifted her up, onto his hips, then pulled on her lower back, arching her towards him so that her breasts were right up in his face. He trailed his fingers around one, then squeezed her flesh gently and bent over to groan against her neck when she squealed in response. F****ck. She was so f*cking cute. “I need … I need …” 

     He nudged her head back with his nose, exposing her throat to him so that he could lick his way along it. She squeaked in surprise as he nipped at her jaw, and he chuckled before finally pressing his lips to hers and kissing her. 

     She curled her toes as he kissed her, trying her hardest to match his aggressive pace. But she was just so overwhelmed by all the new sensations around her: his warm tongue swirling around her mouth, his broad chest pressing against her breasts, his hard c*ck twitching against her p*ssy. He did feel really nice though, his large form wrapped protectively around her, his familiar masculine scent dancing through the air around her. She shifted in position, wrapping her arms around his neck and sinking into the kiss, and then she didn’t feel so nervous anymore. He groaned as she brushed her tongue against his and pushed her back against the sofa, his hands travelling all over her body as he continued kissing her. He was so gentle, despite his obvious hunger for her, so tender in the way he caressed her soft curves. X smiled against his mouth and Jason pulled back to look at her as their teeth clashed. 

     “You okay?” he asked, reaching a hand up to cup her cheek. “You okay, baby?” She nodded and nuzzled his palm softly, her lips stretched into a sweet smile. Then she straightened and her features rearranged themselves into an expression of concern. 

     “But what about you, Jay?” she asked him, feeling how hard he still was beneath her. “You’re still … You’ve still got some of that poison inside of you, right? How do we get it out?” Shit. Jason let his head fall forward onto her shoulder as he bit back a groan. She was so … Ugh! He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her back gently, relishing the feeling of her, small and soft in his arms. It was so much better than anything he’d ever imagined. 

     “You want to help me? Hmm?” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “ You want to help me get this poison out?” He pulled back to look at her, his expression serious as he waited for her answer. But of course she wanted to help him! Of course she’d do anything to help her best friend in the whole world! X nodded eagerly, her fingers still curled loosely around his shoulders. 

     “It might hurt, princess,” he warned her, his moss-coloured eyes fixed on her face as he brushed his fingers along her cheek. “Just a little, just in the beginning. Are you okay with that?” 

     “Of course!” she chirped quickly, offended that he’d question her loyalty. “It’s better than you hurting for the rest of the night!” 

     God, he loved her. If he hadn’t been in love with her before, then he definitely was now. She was just so sweet and so kind, always looking after him and taking care of him. And never expecting anything in return either! Well, he’d take care of her tonight. He’d take such f*cking good care of her, she’d never find herself wanting for anything ever again. 

     “Tell me if it hurts, all right?” Jason told her, taking hold of his c*ck and rubbing it along her folds. “I’ll … I’ll stop if it hurts.” F*cking liar. How the hell was he going to be able to stop himself once his d*ck got a taste of that sweet little p*ssy of hers? X nodded and Jason shifted in position slightly, lifting her up enough for him to slip his tip into her. She sucked in a breath, unused to the feeling, then exhaled slowly so that her body relaxed to allow more of him in. And f*ck if he wasn’t going to come undone right there. But he maintained his self-control, pushing his d*ck into her inch by inch. She curled her toes and bit down on her lip to muffle her pained whimper, and Jason forced himself to stop. He was already more than halfway inside of her, but he didn’t want to force her. He wanted her to enjoy it, to be pleasured by the feeling of being stuffed full of his c*ck, the bulk of him brushing up against her walls and stretching her out pleasingly. 

     She curled her toes, feeling a little uncomfortable at the way he stretched her out. It wasn’t an entirely unwelcome sensation though, being so filled up by him like this. And he’d said it would only hurt for a little while. “I-Is this helping, Jay? Does it feel better?” 

     “Mmhmm, so much better, baby,” he assured her, brushing her hair away from her face. F****ck. She kept leaking around him, her tight little p*ssy soaking him in her warm and slippery c*m, lubricating him so he could move in and out of her more easily. “You okay if I start moving?” 

     “Huh?” She furrowed her brows as she looked up at him, confused. 

     “I have to …” he sighed, trying to come up with an explanation. “You know how you were massaging me earlier? With your … your mouth and your hands? I’m going need you to do the same now.” 

     “O-Okay,” she agreed, still a little confused. But then he thrust himself into her and she yelped in surprise at the sudden movement. 

     “You okay … sweetheart?” Jason forced out through gritted teeth. He dug his fingers into her sides, trying to stop himself from moving in and out of her. But f*ck, it was hard. Especially when she felt so f*cking good, her sweet little p*ssy throbbing around his d*ck so obediently. X nodded and Jason continued his movements, but slower this time, nice and gentle, his hips rolling against hers carefully. And f*ck, it felt so good, sliding in and out of her, hearing the sweet squelching sound every time he moved. 

     “Mmm, f*ck,” Jason mumbled, lowering his head to her shoulder as he continued moving his hips against hers. It had been a little uncomfortable at first, but she was starting to get used to the size of him now. And it felt really nice, having him fill her up so nicely, the bulk of him brushing against her walls carefully and his tip prodding against this one spot inside of her that had her shivering with relief. She curled her arms tighter around him and he began pressing open-mouthed kisses to her neck and shoulder, his lips and tongue travelling along her skin appreciatively. “Feels so good, princess.” 

     He dragged his nails down her back, then pulled her hips against his and bent over to press his lips to her nipple. She let out a choked gasp as he suckled on her gently, then twisted her fingers into his hair. “J-Jason … Are we … Isn’t this, like, sex … or something?” 

     “Yeah, but it’s … it’s okay, right, princess?” he asked her in between the tender kisses he showered over her breasts. “You’re just … You’re just helping me out, right? Helping me get the poison out and feel better?” 

     “Mmm, yeah …” she conceded, her body tightening as he continued to suck on her breasts and pump his c*ck in and out of her. It was … kind of nice, having sex with him. He was really gentle and he kept making sure that she was comfortable before moving any further. She decided that she liked it. Jason pulled her breast into his mouth and sucked on it, then released it again with a ‘pop’. X squealed at the sensation and Jason looked up at her, concerned. 

     “What happened? You all right, princess?” he asked her quickly, his expression dazed, his eyes dark with lust. X nodded quickly. 

     “Yup!” she reassured him, starting to enjoy herself a little. She glanced away from him, giving a shy smile that made his heart start beating like crazy. “It just feels nice, that’s all.” Jason gave a wicked grin, then increased the movements of his hips as he returned his mouth to her breasts. It wasn’t long before she was shaking and shuddering in his arms, her p*ssy squeezing around his c*ck as she came for him. Jason moaned and squeezed her tighter, delighting in the way her small body shivered against him as he held her close. And then he returned his attention to her breasts, determined to make her c*m for him until she passed out in his arms.

     “J-Jason …” X whined as he licked and sucked on her breasts, her body exhausted from the numerous orgasms he kept giving her. It had been more than an hour since he’d started and she didn’t think she’d be able to take anymore. 

     "Just one more, baby, just one more,” Jason pleaded with her, his hard c*ck pumping in and out of her repeatedly. He meant it this time: he could feel himself starting to slow down, the testosterone finally starting to recede from his body. But god, she looked so hot, her sweet little p*ssy stuffed full of his c*ck - all the way up to his balls now - her thighs and abdomen splashed with his c*m that he’d quickly replace everytime it started drying on her skin. F*********ck! He bounced her up and down on his lap, feeling his body start to tighten in anticipation. And then she was milking his d*ck again, and he was coming inside of her, his c*ck shooting every last drop of his sperm inside of her. X moaned as she shuddered in his arms, her body twisting and contracting as his old c*m spilled out of her p*ssy again. Shit, she was so cute when she was coming, her forehead creased in frustration, her eyes shut tight with fatigue, her lips twisted into an annoyed pout. He breathed a sigh of relief when he was done, his c*ck finally going limp in her p*ssy, and slumped over in exhaustion. 

     “Jason! Sleep!” X pawed at his shoulder drowsily before sinking into his chest. Jason smiled and stroked her hair gently before pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head, never having felt more satisfied than right then, the girl he’d loved for so long falling asleep in his arms.

     “All right, sweetheart,” he relented, already planning out their date for tomorrow night. “Let’s get you washed up and into bed.”

AHHH! I'm sorry if the ending is a bit abrupt, I wanted to finish this and get it out before I went to bed!!!

[ruthplaysthesims]

"I decided to swing by the Grimtooth Bar. I know it was a little risky seeing as I ran the risk of running into Xander or even worse, Aylin. When I got there, I was relieved to find Rosamie working there. It turns out she was just finishing her shift and was just about to come over to my place."

Rosamie: Sheesh, what made you crawl out of your cave today?

Celia: Well, sitting at home on a Sunday afternoon isn't really my thing, so I decided to swing by. But as soon as I see either one of those idiots, I'm dipping.

Rosamie: Well, you won't see them for a good while. They've gone on a vacation.

Celia: Really? For how long?

Rosamie: I think I overheard Aylin say two weeks. Saying she needed an "engagement getaway"

Celia: *rolls her eyes* Of course she'd want something like that. Know where they're headed?

Rosamie: They're headed to Tartosa. Though I heard they might be staying in Glimmerbrook for a day, as Xander had to meet someone.

Celia froze in shock.

Celia: WHAT?!?!

Rosamie: What? What's wrong?!

Celia: Sh*t. shit shit shit... OH MY F*CKING GAWD!!

Rosamie: Celia, you're freaking me out..

Celia: Get in the car. We have to go.

Rosamie: Where?!

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[nightlifeseries]

Another Ultrasound - Diamond Pt 1

Diamond spaces out and replays the last 5 months in her mind. There were definite signs of cheating that she ignored. She didn't want to believe it. Was she not good enough? Did she not please him? What did Queen have, that Diamond didn't?

Tami: Hey sorry I'm late. Did I miss anything?

Diamond: Hey... no. The doctor is running late. You are right on time. How are you?

Tami: I should be asking you. You look like you want to cut someone. Are you alright?

Diamond: You know.... I've been thinking and you were right. I wasted many years on Jermaine. I was never going to leave him. Maybe this is what I needed.

Tami: What? Are you feeling alright?

Diamond: I went to go see him the other day. It was so freaking weird you know? Like he wouldn't apologize. He never even brought "it" up. Then he made love to me like I was her or whoever he's been f*cking on... he has never made love to me with such passion, like ever. 3 F*cking years. My tears and moans made him go harder. It was amazing and disgusting at the same time. He wasn't making love to me - Diamond. Someone else was on his mind. For sure. If there is a warm wet orifice - he's happy. We should have never slept together. That's how I know he isn't sorry. He doesn't care. Then I told him don't call me anymore - he didn't try to stop me or ask me to explain myself. It's really over.

Tami: [sigh] Ok....ssssshhhh (wipes Diamond's tears) I'm sorry he didn't own up to his infidelity. All I can do is pray things get better. You have a long road ahead of you. I'm not sure "this" particular situation is what you needed though.

Diamond: I feel relieved to be out of his chokehold. To be honest - I went to sleep with him so I could pin the baby on him. But when he couldn't admit his wrongdoing - it was like a light went off. I don't want to be stuck with someone like that.

Tami studies Diamond's face and only rubs her shoulder. She nods in agreement.

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[our-transgender-experiences]

Hello everybody! (CW: LGBTQ-phobia is mentioned)

I only wanted to know whether I'm real transgender or transTRENDER... Let me explain now. Sorry for being so long, but it's my most honest confession.

I was a stupid boy ("girl") till I was 8 and never realized I was not cishet 'cause my parents "censored" everything connected to LGBTQ+ and "unobtrusively" convinced me that I was a straight girl (tbh, politics and sex were also forbidden topics in our house; interestingly enough, my family ain't religious, all of them are atheists). I didn't even have a thought that a boy could like boys and "a woman may want to be called a man." I gave no thought that I might not be what my parents want me to be: a straight girl who loves her husband and has children.

I only learned the word "lesbian" when my aunt accidently said it (I was 8 y. o.), and after I asked my dad the meaning of this word. He got absolutely furious and only said, quoting, "These are mentally ill girls who need to be rap... ahem, who need to have s*x with men." So, like, you know now how it was in my family.

I "had" a "crush" on my best friend when I was 9-10. It was totally made up by me because EVERYONE (our parents, friends, classmates, and even teachers) would ship us, not even listening to our "no." My dad was absolutely happy that I "have found a future husband, like every normal girl," and I just felt disconnected from this. Not only with the "found a future husband" part but also with "every normal girl" part, too. Nonetheless, I suppressed every thought like this.

I only got internet access when I was 10-11 y.o. I was getting into puberty and hated my chest: I couldn't find a reason to explain this to my parents, who knew about me disliking my growing breasts. Subconsciously, I wanted to be like my the most favorite guitarist (he's a man) from the band of my childhood. I couldn't understand what was wrong with me and why I couldn't be like him. But I quickly thought it was because of my chest and was actually right.

The first time I saw the word "transgender" was when I turned 12. I learned about the pronouns and felt a strong connection to she/they and he/they set. I tried using "he/they," but I stopped in a day due to the simple fact that it felt unusual. I immediately banned myself from thinking of this, putting a limit: I can only be an ally. The problem was that I never had any strong position because my parents were constantly brainwashing me. So, I have seen some posts about radical feminism... and sooner became a TERF.

Honestly, radical feminism helped to accept my aroaceness, but it's the only good thing it has done to me. I started hating men simply because they were men, and I also started wishing death on all trans people for "supporting gender stereotypes." I had no reason for this: I was just brainwashed by TERFs when I was 13. I didn't support the whole feminism: I only hated trans people because... why? (P. S. I still hate myself for this period of life) TERFs forced me to think I am proud to be a girl, even though I MYSELF (!) never believed in it. Also, it is worth saying that being radfem was actually quite popular (if I can say it) in my country in 2020-2021 / 2022 (maybe it's still popular now, idk), so many girls were (or are) into that.

Deep down, when I looked through the photos of my favorite guitarist and thought he was handsome... and I felt jealous since I'm not like him, but I quickly restricted myself from thinking of this. I didn't know it was gender envy.

When I was turning 14, my ex-friend helped me to realize I had masculine features. And then I realized I was a guy with he/they pronouns (I go by he/him now). And I felt... relieved? It’s as if my life has acquired colors that weren’t there before this moment. I had no idea what my name was... My deadname always seemed to me so usual, but not mine, and my inner boy was almost killed with TERF's f*cking ideology. I googled some boy names and... I found an amazing one, which was the best for me (even if it wasn't typical for my country).

I went to the psychologist (who turned out to be an impostor and did not have a diploma). She said I was the girliest girl she had ever seen, and I'm faking it.

I have changed SO many labels, trying to find the most suitable one, but now I just label myself transgender man and don't give a damn. I have two names now: the one I have chosen when I was 14 and the most recent one when I realized nobody's gonna call me by my first chosen name. Both feel nice for me, and I'm even thinking of getting the other two (I'm fascinated by Janick, Dariusz, and Friedrich, honestly, but I believe 5 names will be too much for me). The guitarist I adore is still my gender envy. 🤣

I WANT to look like a man and transition... but I always think I'm not trans enough. I nearly killed my real self, letting my parents and TERFs decide who I am. What if I'm not trans and just faking it? What if the internet has brainwashed me, and I'm not real trans? I don't wanna be a "typical masculine man" or a "typical feminine woman," I wanna be myself. And my real me is dead. What if I'm just a gendervoid and can turn into everything: girl, boy, nonbinary, bigender, etc? What if I have lost in my dreams and I'm a girl? What if I'm just a transtrender?

Sorry for being so long. Thanks for reading. Sorry for taking your time.

you are 'trans enough', and even if you decide your not later, thats fine. you can be whoever you want, forever. i'm happy that you figured it out, despite terfs and parents.

also, you dont need to apologise for sending something, its what this blog is for!

[fangirlstorycreator]

Can you do a ck and kk3 when we are in labor pushing and he's comforting us and where struggling and he just keeps encouraging us

Thank you for sending me a request anon 😁 of course I can write this for you 💚

KK3 Terry Silver:

You had been in labour now for nearly 3 hours, it was torture and you wished for anything that could help relieve this god forsaken pain. You were luckily in the hospital and your husband Terry was by your side the whole time, rubbing your lower back and giving you breathing exercises. The nurse came in and checked your dilatation, and according to her, you still had another 3 centimetres left to go. "Another 3?! This baby is tearing me apart!" "I know Mrs Silver, but your getting closer and closer to meeting your baby-" "Right now, I just want this baby out of me!" Terry kneels down beside you as your grabbing the bed. "It's going to be ok baby, just breath-" "Terry, with all due respect, just telling me to breath is not helping me push a human out of my body. So unless you want to take over my body and push this baby out for me! Please shut the f#ck up!" You try to go through the pain of another contraction, and the nurse calmly explains "Many woman talk to their husbands like this, it's just the pain and the hormones mr Silver" "Yes I know...listen, she's really struggling hear, and I remember that the only time she was able to ease the pain of braxton hicks was when she was in the bath. Is there anything like that around hear she could use?" "Well we do have a birthing pool, but I'm afraid you have to book that, and in circumstances like this, it will cost extra if it's an emergency" You scream at the top of your lungs as another contraction rips through you, and that was the boiling point for Terry. "I don't care how much it costs, we need that birthing pool now!" "I'll see if I can get the doctor to unlock it for you both" Within 20 minutes, you were now moved into the room with the birthing pool, and the nurse and Terry help you in to try and make you comfortable. "Is this any better baby?" "It is helping, it's more comfortable that the other roo-hhhssss!" Another contraction made you shout out again with tears streaming your face. It's then that Terry can't help but feel useless at the fact that all the can do is sit there. So he takes off his shirt and climbs into the pool with you, holding you against his chest and holding your hands. "Terry, what are you doing?" "Helping my wife and our baby. Just squeeze my hands as much as you need ok?" "Ok Terry" one more contraction comes and the nurse checks you again. "You are now fully dilated Mrs Silver, it's time to push" Terry holds you as you take a deep breath and give an almighty push. "That's is Mrs Silver, the head is out! One more push and your baby's hear" Your fairly certain Terry may have broken fingers once the baby's out, but you push as hard as you can, and you feel this incredible relief as you feel the baby is now out, and the nurse brings the baby up and out of the water, where it's lungs are definitely very healthy. Carefully handing you the baby, she says "Congratulations Mr and Mrs Silver, you have a healthy baby boy" You and Terry are in awe of him, he's so small and adorable. "We have a boy, you did so well baby" "Thank you Terry, but can I just say this before anything else? I am never having another baby again!" "And I don't mind that one little bit" he says before you both chuckle and happily sit in this pool, as a family.

CK Terry Silver:

17 hours....17 f#cking hours you have been in labour for now, and you have had enough. Terry was right by your side the entire time from the second your water broke. He was so excited to be a dad and you were excited too, but right now you were struggling to do anything at all. Your body was week from going through these contractions, you were hurting all over and you were beyond exhausted. You were grasping onto the bed as you were knelt down on the floor, it was the only position you were able to cope in, and Terry was right next to you. "Terry...I can't do this anymore" "I know sweetheart, the nurse will be back in a moment and she can recomend the next move we make" "Terry it hurts so much" you say with tears streaming down your face. You were shaking and crying, you were scared and didn't know what to do. Terry could see you were falling apart and you needed strong painkillers now! The nurse came back in and asked how she was doing. "She's really struggling nurse, she needs something to help her now. This is diffrent to how she was at the start" "Let's see if some gas and air might help-" "No! She's had gas and air and that hasn't helped at all! My wife and my baby are struggling and she need help now!" "Ok Mr Silver, let me just check her and see what we can do" The nurse checked you over and called in for a doctor. They had a little discussion as Terry continued to stroke your lower back and help you through it. The doctor and nurse could see that your body wasn't strong enough right now to carry on. They both approached you guys and the doctor said "Mr and Mrs Silver, due to your current position, I would like to offer an epidural. It is a needle we put into your spine that will numb the pain in a very considerable amount. Is this something you'd like to-" "Yes! Please take this pain away from me!" You cry out loud, still in a world of pain. Terry nodded his head in agreement and they all help you to sit up on the bed. The doctor applies this cold liquid to your back, then you feel a big sharp pain in your lower spine. But from all this labour pain, it felt like a pinch in comparison. It took 20 minutes before it kicked in, but once it did, it felt like heaven. The pain wasn't completely gone, but now it felt more like a light period cramp and your whole lower body was numb. Terry was sat beside you holding your hand, feeling much more at ease knowing you weren't struggling any more. "How are you feeling sweetheart?" "Sooooo much better Terry. This magical drug is looovely" About an hour later, the nurse checks in you, and surprisingly she says your fully dilated. You didn't even know, these drugs really were good. "Alright Mrs Silver, it's time to push" Terry holds your hand as you take a deep breath and try to push as much as you can. You couldn't feel anything and didn't even know if you were in fact pushing, but by the look on the nurses face, you definitely were. "Very good Mrs Silver, just one more push" Terry gave you a kiss on the cheek and said "You can do this sweetheart, I love you so much" And with his words, it gave you the strength to push one more time....and there is was, that sound of a baby's cry filling the room. The nurse wraps the baby up as both you and Terry shed a tear. "You did it sweetheart, I'm so proud of you" Then the nurse brings the baby over and placed it in your arms, with Terry resting his hand on the baby too. "Congratulations Mr and Mrs Silver, you have a little baby girl" "A girl....oh Terry she's beautiful" "Just like her mother. I love you so much sweetheart" "I love you too"

[acourtofthought]

I had an argument with an El/riel a month ago on IG and they made the argument that Azriel loves Elain like a mate, since it has been said that males gift their mates jewelry.

This argument is weak because:

1. It was on Winter solstice. I would assume those males would give those presents as a mating gift rather than a solstice gift?

2. Remember last winter solstice when he was relieved to not having to buy anything for her? To claim that he always loved her as a mate, sure as hell doesn't seem so.

3. By that logic, Lucien loves Elain too. He gifted her jewelry as well. Yet they claim he doesn't love her, how does that make any sense? And how come we praise Azriel for the bare f*cking minimum but shoot down Lucien for literally existing?

4. The El/riel I had that conversation with claimed that all males gift their mates jewelry to which I was confused. I thank you for bringing out the real quote that says "most males", because Rhys and Cassian aren't one of them and even though I'm not 100% sure but Azriel also doesn't seem like he's one of them because: I am ABSOLUTELY SURE those most males would not give it to another female.

5. One could argue that Azriel only wanted to get rid of the necklace so that's why he gave it to her. Yes and no. He did wanted to get rid of it, but he could've easily returned it to the shop like he said, he could've thrown it in the sidra like Cassian did. Instead, after a whole fresh late night conversation with Gwyn (without any thoughts about Elain) he decided to give it to her to make her happy. He basically said so in the bonus chapter: there's a whole damn paragraph of him picturing Gwyn's reaction to the necklace. Imagine if Cassian did that with Emerie? Or Rhys with Cressaida? What kind of male madly in love with their partner would think like this about another female?

That whole Gwynriel part in Azriel's BC is proof to me that the necklace isn't some kind of mating gift. Azriel seems to be the kind of male to gift meaningful gifts that are useful like the ones he gave Feyre and Nesta. That's how I see it.

The actual line from Silver Flames is:

"Most males bought their wives and mates jewelry for an outrageous Winter Solstice present."

Lucien IS Elain's mate. Accepting the bond or rejecting the bond doesn't change that.

And Elain is neither Azriel's wife or mate.

I think Az gave Elain jewelry because he's desperate to have a mate which we see in his bonus chapter. To me, love for Elain isn't a factor because you can't have love when you don't actually talk to someone. You can't have love when you avoid spending time with them. You can't have love when you can't confirm to your closest friends that you are over the person you actually did love for the past 500+ years.

In my opinion, to Az, Elain is sort of like a cardboard cutout of a person.

Feyre and Nesta could have any third sister, with any name, with any personality and so long as she was nice and pretty, Az would be asking these exact same questions. He's never once said anything to or about her that makes me feel like he actually sees her as an individual. He's never once shown to me that he supports her beyond the little box he thinks she needs to stay in (which reminds me of Nesta, she can only handle Elain remaining in her bubble because doing anything more triggers Nesta's anxiety over her. So Elain having any growth is unacceptable because of how that makes Nesta feel). Elain is finally in a place to start asking to do more and neither Nesta or Az were like, "Yes! Finally, let's do this!". Instead it was, "absolutely not" and "I don't think you should do that". He has nicer thoughts about Gwyn after spending minimal time with her than he has about Elain after knowing her for years.

So yeah, to me, the jewelry isn't proof of Az's actual feelings for Elain so much as his fixation on wanting what his brothers have. And Elain being the technically available sister to his brothers two mates has convinced him that if they were to form a happy little circle, it would prove he belongs in this new family that's being created.

Cassian never got Nesta jewelry so I think that's proof right there that not all mates get jewelry for the female. And most of the IC gets Amren jewelry so again, it's not inclusive to mates only. But since Nesta did mention it, I do think it was put in there to show that Az is fixated on wanting a mate and not Elain herself.

Elain cannot be Azriel's mate and he knows it. Yet he's still questioning why the third sister wasn't made his mate.

That is not a romantic declaration of love for Elain. If he loved Elain, he should love her despite her having a bond with Lucien. But instead he wants a bond, something she'll never be able to give him.

And I think when we know that most mates get their s/o jewelry as a Solstice gift and Gwyn is the one who ends up with a necklace from Az at the end of the chapter (or is supposed to get it), it's SJM hinting that she is in fact Azriel's mate, something currently unknown to the two of them. And like you said, I do think the fact that Az so easily was able to regift it to another person shows he didn't feel it was something that was special to and could only have meaning for Elain.

[princessconsuela120]

❃ FEZCO ❃

Chapter twenty-three: This Side of Paradise—❃

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Chapter Warnings: foul language, everything with teotfw and with euphoria

Authors note: Enjoy guys! All rights reserved to the show the end of the f*cking world.

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Normally, alyssa always kissed me first.

“Are you okay?” I asked, pulling away from the kiss as she sighed. I could tell she was somewhere else.

“Can we wait?” She asked, her voice full of worry as she spoke to me.

“Just for a bit, like, I don't know, for a few days, is that okay?”

“Yeah, of course.

I think it is okay. We've got, like, our whole lives. Plus, she might feel like it tomorrow.

“What?”

“Nothing. I can't believe I've got a brother. I've probably got, like, loads of them. All over the place. I know he's traveled. I've probably got family in Vietnam or some shit. I think I hate my dad more than I hate my mum.” She explained, making me nod.

“Me, too. I hate both of mine, but definitely hate my dad more.” 

It was true, I hated both my parents for leaving. I grew up when I was a kid, it wasn’t fair. My dad was a gangster, a bad one too. I never saw either of them ever again. Atleast my mom had the curtesy to leave me.

“Why?”

“'Cause she died and he didn't.” 

“What was she like?”

“I don’t know, I never met her. I lived with my grandma since I was a kid. She left when I was really young, so did my dad.” Alyssa sighed, smiling at me as she grabbed my hand. We sat next to each other on the beach, staring out at the water as she leaned her head against my shoulder.

“Fez?” She said softly, god I loved when she said my name.

“Yeah?”

“It wasn't your fault.” She reassured, squeezinng my hand with a smile. I smiled back, leaning my head against her with a sigh, a relieving one that seemed to let out all the stress I had been holding all my life. Somehow hearing her say that just made everything really simple. Like I knew I was gonna be okay because I had her. It's like we're at the edge of the world. Like we're safe. Only... we're not.

“We can't stay here.” She called out, seeming to think exactly what I did.

“Nope.”

“We can't go home.”

“No.”

“We should go away. Properly away. Like, somewhere foreign.”

Anywhere sounded perfect with Alyssa.

“Yeah.”

“Somewhere else completely new and start again.” She explained, pulling away from my embrace with an eager look.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to do that, too?” She asked, making me nod.

“Yes.” I really did want that. “Shit ma id follow you anywhere.” She smiled at me and I smiled back. “We could take your dad's boat. We just need the keys.” 

It's much easier to think someone's the answer if you haven't seen them for years. Because they're not really real. People can't be answers. They're just more questions. Questions like: "Why are you such a fucking useless dad?" I could tell Alyssa was regretting coming here. I could tell that by the way she chucked beer cans at her dads sleeping body.

“Ah, fuck! Ah, Alyssa! Ah! You came back! Oh, thank God. I was worried about you.” Alyssa raised an eyebrow at him as he ran a hand through his hair nervously. “I was. I went looking for you everywhere.”

“No, you didn't. You ran over a dog, killed it, then fucked off and left me.” She hissed, making him sigh.

“Yeah, but after that. After all that. Wait, I killed the dog? Fucking hell!” Then he laughed, he fucking laughed. I was about 10 words away from kicking this man’s ass.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I was shit-faced. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm laughing because it's bad, you know? I'm–“

“Can we go out on the boat?” Alyssa asked, catching her dad off guard.

“What?

“Your boat. Me and Fezco want to go out on it.”

“Now?”

“Yeah. Now.”

“Okay. Fine. Give me, like, ten minutes. I need a shit and a Berocca.

“You don't have to come with us.

“What do you mean?

“Just mean, it's cool, we'll manage. Fez is a good driver. We'll have it back by lunchtime.” 

That’s where we knew we were fucked, because instead of handing us the keys, he just chuckled. It made my skin crawl.

[fuck--wit]

i can't sleep tonight. tomorrow (in 4 hours) is the first day of my sophomore year of uni. i've been waiting for this day to come because maybe it would help pull me out of the funk i've been in lately, but im worried now that i'll be ill-prepared for it from the lack of sleep. i couldn't sleep the other night, either. i stayed up roughly from 1pm til 2am over 24 hrs later. my memory doesn't serve me well so it's hard to remember precisely how often these lows occur, but i haven't had a completely sleepless night since last fall at least. even my late-night meltdowns from withdrawals left me with some rest each night. i'm also worried about having to quit again. i hope with school starting that it'll be easier to distract myself, but i'm also worried about doing well this semester with just gummies.

i wanna make a sleep basket. i like to change up where i sleep a lot, recently i've been crashing in the couch pit we made. but i want a basket containing remedies for sleepless nights. a journal and pen, ibuprofen and other pain relievers(edibles), it's where i'll keep my loveys, tissues, maybe an easy reading book/comic book, and other things i think of that make sitting alone in the dark a little more bearable. it'll have room for my snacks and water, too.

i've been trying to find a hair routine that helps to accentuate my curl pattern. i've always had a mix of curls patterns from 1b-3b and i've had some luck getting some stronger waves sheet i tried using a cotton shirt during the drying process. i just hope it stays like this for school.

i also hope i don't get berated at school by one of my professors. i got a D in THE pre-requesite for my major and im so grotesquely concerned that my professor is gonna be all professor-y about it. i feel assured that i'm not getting kicked out of the program, i've done really well in every other major-specific course, but i will cry in front of this professor if they make me feel like i'm better off quitting. i know it's my own anxiety that makes me feel this way, and i know in my heart that i'm gonna try harder this semester, i just can't bare the thought of another adult criticizing me for my decisions.

my mom would also commonly get so anxious over things that she lost sleep for it. like the nights before our first days of school, she'd be so nervous about us missing the bus that she wouldn't be able to sleep. i picked up on so many behavioral patterns as a kid that it bothers me a little that i didn't know then what i know now. i wish i could have paid more attention to the patterns in her behavior as they pertained to mood cycles. maybe then i'd be able to determine if she has bipolar, and then if i do, too. it doesn't matter to me what label belongs to my mental illness, i just wish the professional world was more forgiving with accommodations. like, if only i could more easily vocalize my struggle in the moment. like saying, "hang on, what you're asking me to do is actually really challenging and i'm not sure how to do it. and every time i express confusion, you only repeat yourself. so forgive me for crying mid-lesson from stress!" i don't even know how i would go about asking for the other professor. they all work so closely together that i'd fear my current professor hearing my faults with them. and respecting me for it- that's actually the bigger fear. i'm afraid that if i speak up about getting scared or stressed out from this professor will make me look overly-sensitive.

it's been an hour so i'll try sleep again. otherwise i might as well enjoy coffee and the sunrise.

[strange-spaghetti]

Again, erratic within hours yesterday. Totally down batting away thoughts of just count myself out & go quiet. Need to fix my portfolio, edit footage, study math, keep up with the diet & weight lifting.. Hating my skin, it's completely broken out. But yesterday I looked & felt good with a face full of make up (covering the blemishes as much as possible) which I don't do. Work was good. I love walking in to sound check & seeing the band. Love the sun now & not scared of tanning; I've been even purposefully allowing color to catch on my skin. My phone wasn't empty... did write Zimbabwe (yeah, yeah I know, but I gotta be chill with these things. Learn to detach in a non-bitter way, he's a new mate I flirt with & am physical with, nothing more). At a point, I was at my gate entrance, beautiful weather, love live music, I look at my phone & I have mates writing me & both the guys I'm attracted to (Zimbabwe & gorgeous-way too young-Yes shirt-film student musician) writing me. Zimbabwe did heart eyes for my selfie story which yeaahh, sucked me right back in, dude lmao. Gotta be cool & f*cking chill. It can happen to you, It can happen to me, it can happen to ev-ery-one e-ven-t-ually... I did go f*cking ham at taco bell last night after my shift since I was probably net calories, so that made me feel like sh*t, but today's a new day. The photos my photography mate took at the magazine release party Weren't horrible so That made me happy lmao. Yeah, here & there... Had to reschedule my therapy session coming up because of a f*cking math test which I really need to get therapy going. Like it was the day before we get one of the ex's, if not one of, then his Favorite singer at the venue & I have had very extreme feelings about that on both spectrums of I am going to be gutted & I am going to be happy if he goes & if I see him. Do I even or really want that chance? Will I be relieved or disappointed if I don't see him? Well, either way I get to hear songs I actually like & have good memories to... Alright, I'm gonna stop here, it was gonna get longer & unnecessary.

Round 2! 10 hour day! ☀️☠️🎼

[ussgallifrey]

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[our-neighbours-cat-is-a-menace]

Obey me

Scenario: MC is playing Jenga with one of the brothers and they misunderstood when MC was like "pull out already" "but it's too tight"

Lucifer

Quick question

Do you have a death wish

Nah of course you don't

You bought the game and dragged mammon to play with you

You asked the others but they were busy doing there own business so now your here in your room face to face with mammon with the jenga in between you two

Lucifer just came back from the castle and wanted to see you, so he made his way to your room

When he was about to knock he heard your voice

"come on pull out already" you said grunting

"wait, it's too tight"

Wait, was that mammon's voice

"hurry up, lucifer's gonna be back anytime soon" you said clearly impatient

Rationality completely thrown out the window, Lucifer kicked the door down, now fuming in his demon form

What he saw was not what he imagined

You and his brother just playing a game

Both you and mammon were scared with the demon in front of you guys already thinking back to what you may have done to make Lucifer this mad

Realizing he made a mistake by assuming something lewd, he reverted back to his stoic self

This made both you and mammon confused

And that's when it clicked

He thought you guys were f*cking

You bursted out laughing not minding a now confused mammon

Lucifer was grumbling knowing your definitely not gonna let this slide

And true enough you went and told all of the brothers about this, Even satan and belphie joined in on the teasing

And for that lucifer had to shut you up

In bed👀

Mammon

Mammon was out doing his latest money making scheme

And you were bored

So what's the best way to relieve boredom

Play games

And you got just the man for that

Leviathan

Making your way to his room and knocking, you were quick to come inside and say you wanna play a game with him

You were really not in the mood for video games so he took out jenga

Oooh, you wanna play that

And so you guys did

Mammon just came back and was ready to boast how much money he earned

He was walking in the hallways when he passed by levi's room

But he was quick to stop and turn around when he heard your voice

"come on levi, pull out already"

"wait mc, I'm trying but it's too tight"

What the f*ck are you doing with his brother

"i did this with mammon, but he was very bad at it" you added

What!? Was he that bad at sex

He quickly flung the door open, destroying the door knob in the process

He was ready to kill Levi in his demon form when he realized

Both of you were fully clothed

"what the fuck mammon, you destroyed my door" levi shouted

"what's wrong mams?" you asked

If he told you that he thought you were f*cking his brother, you'll definitely tease him

"ah no, nothing" he said trying to cover up his embarrassment

"wait did you think Mc and i were doing the deed, LMAO" levi was on the floor laughing

And you can't help but smile with how mammon was totally red

Regaining a bit of composure, levi hurriedly left the room and told his brothers

And your left with a blushing mammon latching on to you saying sorry for even thinking about that

Leviathan

He went to a ruri chan convention and he left you

You wanted to come but you woke up late

And levi didn't want to miss anything

So he left you

Grumbling saying how ruri was more important, but you also understood that you were at fault for waking up late

Asmo was out shopping, lucifer was at the castle, mammon was hanging with some witches, beel was working out, and belphie was doing the usual sleeping

And that leaves you with satan, who's in his room reading

You saw the jenga in levi's room and took it

If someone's gonna be willing to play with you right now it's satan

Arriving at his doorstep, you knocked ushered yourself in

At first satan declined playing with you when he could just rather read

And you blackmailed him saying, if he don't play with you, you'll tell lucifer about the cat he snuck inside the house

Grumbling the kitten enthusiast agreed

Levi on the other hand was feeling sorry for leaving you and just decided to go home and apologize

Arriving at the house, he didn't see any sign of you or any of his brothers

But you didn't tell him you were leaving so he was convinced you were still somewhere in the house

So he checked every room and now it was time to check Satan's room

At first he doubts you'd be in there but was convinced otherwise when he heard your voice

"come on satan, pull out already it's been like what about an hour" you grumbled

"your exxagerating, and just wait, it's too tight"

What? Were you cheating on him, much less with his brother

"hurry up already, pull out" you added

That's it

Levi broke the door in pieces marching his way in

"what the heck you destroying my door for" satan seethed turning to his demon form too ready to fight your boyfriend

Levi was also blinded by rage that at first he didn't notice how you were both still clothed

You immediately came in between them trying to not have them fight

Seeing your form in front of levi made him realized you were still wearing your clothes

He looked to the side and saw the jenga you were playing

Oh, it was just the game

He quickly reverted back to his self and hugged you tightly

Satan was so fed up with both of you and kicked you out of his room

You laughed when levi explained why he acted like that

And he said sorry for leaving you

Satan

A new book that satan was waiting for all week arrived

And he was shutting himself in his room reading it for how long now

You didn't want to disturb him but you were also bored

So you went to find anyone who was free

Luck wasn't on your side since they were all busy

But Asmo felt pity on you and decided to entertain you

He said he wanted to play a game called jenga and you agreed, you also love that game

Satan just finished the book he was reading and was looking for you so that he can tell you how amazing it was

He saw mammon walking in the hallways and tried to ask if he knew where you were

"yeah i saw them and Asmo go into his room" mammon replied and walking away

Satan thought you two were just painting your nails or something but not until his infront of Asmo's door hearing

"mc, i don't wanna pull out"

"come on asmo, pull it out"

The audacity of both you and asmo to do this especially when he's in the house is what he thought

"MC, it's too tight" asmo grumbled

That's it

Satan kicked the door open, it was no longer attached to it's hinges

Now in his demon form, Satan's fist was already clenched and ready to meet Asmo's face

And just when he was about to land a hit, he came to a halt

You were not naked and so was asmo

Realization hit him in the head in a flash and quickly cleared his throat calming down and saying

"MC can you follow me pls" he said trying to hide his embarrassment

Still confused, you followed your boyfriend leaving asmo stunned with a broken door

Asmodeus

You wanna hang out with your boyfriend but he was out shopping

So you just opted to feed your stomach

You went to the kitchen and saw beel devouring the whole fridge

When the bean saw you with your hand on your stomach he realized you also wanted to eat so he gave you some

Your now eating face to face with beel

"beel, do you wanna play a game with me" you asked

"mmm, ok" he said devouring the chicken in his hand

After you both were done eating, you took the jenga you borrowed from levi and you both made way to both beel's and belphie's room

You also asked the avatar of sloth to play but he said he'll just sleep

What did you expect, it's belphie

You and beel played jenga on the floor while belphie was sleeping while his head was in beel's thigh

You thought the scene was cute but didn't comment on it

Asmo came back to the house with a dozen shopping bags and was ready to dress you up in some of them so went to look for you

He tried your room but you weren't there, so he asked levi since he's the one closest to you and the otaku told him you were at the twins room

He made his way to the twins room and is now infront of the door

"beel, pls slowly pull out" you pleaded

"I'm trying MC but it's so tight"

Oh dear, were you and his little brother having sex

Eventhough he is the avatar of lust, he still doesn't like the idea of his lover to cheat on him especially if it's with his brother

"beel pls pull out" you added

He kicked the door open and it's now hanging pitifully from it's hinges

He eyes was swirling with rage, his horns and wings in full view

All three of you stared at him for a good minute

Asmo blinked

Wait, a game?

Oh my, he misunderstood, he quickly latched on to you saying he was sorry, he thought you and beel were getting all hot and steamy

While you and asmo where latched unto each other

Beel and belphie just stared at their poor door

Beelzebub

Beel was out in hell's kitchen

And he didn't tell you

You took the game from levi and went to beel's room to play with him

Arriving at the room you only saw belphie crawling towards his bed, clearly about to head to sleep

You inquired where beel is and he told you he was at hell's kitchen

Well that's a bummer

You stared at the game in your hand and looked at belphie who was also staring at you

"belph-"

"no" he said cutting you off on your invitation

You immediately skipped towards the demon pestering him to play with you

Knowing your not gonna stop anytime soon, he begrudgingly agreed

After devouring the whole menu in hell's kitchen, beel was ready to go home and maybe take a nap

He made his way to his shared bedroom only to stop opening the door

"just when are you gonna pull out"

"shut it MC, it's too tight"

What in Diavolo's name are you two doing

How could you commit such act, he thought you love him

And now your sleeping with his twin

"belphie hurry up"

Beel punched the door down, and it went flying all across the room

He marched up to both you and belphie, towering over you both

Noticing the game and that there are no signs of you two having sex, he realized it was just a misunderstanding

He reverted to his normal form and toppled you in a hug

Belphie realized why he acted like that and he was sure as hell will tease him when they're alone but for now time to sleep

Belphegor

Do you wanna die for the second time

Nah just kidding

As usual belphie was sleeping

You wanna annoy someone and you just had to pick the eldest

You were following the stoic demon carrying the game, constantly asking him to play

The demon only repeated no to your request

You changed tactics

"i bet you're just afraid to lose, it's ok I'm sure you can't handle a lowly human like me beating a demon like you"

That did the tricks

Lucifer took the game from your hand and told you to follow him in his office

There he laid out the game, ready to beat your ass

While you were just grinning with how your reverse psychology tactic worked

Belphie stirred on his sleep, he wanna cuddle so he took his phone to call you and ask you to come see him

But you weren't picking up, you actually left your phone in your room

Belphie sighed and put his phone down and on cue beel came in

He asked his twin if he had seen you

And beel replied that he saw you following lucifer to the office

Thinking that you were being scolded, he got up and went to you

Standing in front of Lucifer's office, he was about to turn the doorknob when

"you gonna pull out or what"

"I'm trying but it's way too tight"

Are you ready to die, just kidding

Belphie in raged by the audacity to actually sleep with someone else besides him and of all people why lucifer

"luci, do you not wanna pull out"

Completely destroying the door down he stomped his way inside in full demon form

Lucifer was staring at him dead in the saying what does he think his doing

You quickly got up and went to your boyfriend

When belphie saw you coming towards him with no sign of any sex happening, he knew he misunderstood

Sighing and calming down, he held your wrist and took you out of that room

While lucifer was already thinking of ways to punish the youngest for destroying his office door

A/N: that's a lot of broken doors haha

Also i found that picture on Google and thought it looked nice, credit for that pic goes all to the owner

Masterlist🌻

[beeindaclouds]

Hey moot how r u?

I don’t think I’ve sent in a request to you before (and I’m not sure if you’ve done smth like this) but could you maybe write a c!wilbur x reader where they have a similar dynamic as c!tnt duo, like kind of tense, enemies, but there’s this air of ‘will they or won’t they?’ And Tommy’s just playing Cupid and sets them up on like a mission or smth. You can decide the details <33

If you want, ofc! I hope ur doing well 🙃

I think I remember you requesting a while ago, but I am getting old so I don't quite remember well haha

Hope you enjoy <3

Enemies to Lovers ft. Cupidinnit

Disclaimer: this is in no way a Tommy × Reader, he will just be mentioned in the story

Click Here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

tw caps, swearing, like lots of swearing

Since he had been revived you really couldn't stand to look at him

With his stupid old man white streak in his hair and his still cocky and know-it-all attitude

You and Wilbur always had something going on since before L'manburg was born

At the time he seemed like a chill dude who you liked spending time with

But after creating a whole nation, causing wars and blowing up said nation, you just couldn't stand to look at him without having traumatic flashbacks

And he reciprocated those feelings

Looking at you was relieving every second of the past from when he had just joined the SMP

When he was considered normal and weak. But that wasn't him. That Wilbur was dead.

So you two had this weird thing going on that Tommy had noticed from the start

He noticed how obvious your feelings were for eachother during the creation of L'manburg

But after Wilbur was revived, it was like you were both trying to turn those feelings into anger for eachtoher

Wilbur would flirt and tease you just to get some attention, while you were ready to knock his teeth out

And Tommy didn't want that

Yes, Wilbur was an *sshole to him and probably gave him trauma

But he couldn't help but still want the best for him

So, he planned a way for you to make up

He tried everything

From trying to make you two meet to secretly giving eachtoher gifts even if they weren't from you

Nothing worked, obviously

So, to Tommy, it seemed that the only way was to lock you in a room so you two could solve things out

...and that's what he did

He invited you both to a random spot in the forest and proceeded to trap you into a cube made of obsidian

"Yeah, let me out"

[Tommy, Wilbur, You]

"Tommy, this is no funny"

"Us out"

"No, you can stay and go back to where you came from for all I care"

"Oh please-"

"See! This is exactly why you two are in there. You two are adults and yet instead of talking things out, like adults do, you act like children. And I'm the youngest here!! Now talk or stay in there all eternity- ooh a tiny bee!"

"NO, TOMMY DON'T LEAVE!"

You two gave up screaming after the child and just sat down on opposite sides, staring the other down

The air was thick, the glares sharp as knife and, if one of you had a weapon, one of you would be already injured

But after what seemed like hours of silence, Wilbur decided to make a hurrtful comment and things escalated from there

"You are so selfish"

"SELFISH? Says the one who blew up a nation after it didn't go as he PLANNED"

"Schlatt wasn't even a good president"

"At least he was voted fairly"

"I can't believe you're defending him"

"Well I can't believe that you have your head so much up your butt that you don't see what is happening around you. Tommy threw himself down a tower and lost his last life, Tubbo had half his face blown off because of one of your genius plans, Techno was almost butchered, Phil was captured to protect Techno and the SMP is in shambles now that Dream has gone f*cking insane. All for what? For a stupid nation you created so that you could have a legacy."

"You think I did it only for legacy?? I did it because I wanted to create a safe place for the only person that had made me feel something since I've stepped foot into this stupid place"

"Oh who? The fish you had Fundy with."

"YOU, IDIOT"

Silence filled the room once more.

You processing his last statement while Wilbur took in all the thoughts you had about him

It was obvious what was happening

He cared for you from the start, but you were to scared to give into those feelings after seeing just how unstable he got

Funny how love affects people differently

"Do you want to...start over?"

"Can we even do that? Look at us, Wil. Stuck in a obsidian cube because of a child you took under your wing"

"Yeah, I'm not the best role model"

"You can say that again..."

"But, I'm good at something else"

"What?"

"Coming back to life just so I could have a second chance with you"

"... that was so cliche"

"Don't ruin the moment"

[charliedawn]

Ultron x Reader

It happened in a second, Ultron's speech on humanity, him destroying Jarvis, him kidnapping you..It all had felt like a dream. However, when you woke up in some kind of of big abandoned building..It felt all too real. You had warned Stark of the consequences that his creation may have, but the stubborn man hadn't taken your warnings seriously..You looked around for anything that could be useful, anything to help you get out of your restrains at least..but there was nothing but two chairs and an iron table. You sighed loudly in defeat and this is when you heard him.

" Given up yet ?"

You suddenly stood up, so fast that you knocked the chair off balance and it fell to the floor with a loud bang. You observed the room for any sign of the robot gone rogue, but nothing. You then had the reflex to look up and finally spot the cameras and speakers at each top corner of the room.

" Come and face me, you coward !"

You challenged, but it only earned you a small dark chuckle in return.

" You ? I'm afraid I can't. When Stark created me, he added a particularly annoying parameter to my programming that forbids me from hurting you. You're not worth it anyway.."

You frowned in confusion before asking warily.

" What is the full extent of that parameter ?"

You could maybe use it to order the robot to stop this whole operation..However, he fell silent for a moment and you then heard a very distinctive click coming from the door. You narrowed your eyes to make out a shape in the dark.

" I'm afraid I can't tell you..It would compromise my other instruction.."

You snorted before replying sarcastically.

" Sorry to be a bother.."

Sarcasm that he either didn't get or chose to ignore.

" You're no bother at all..Just a slight contingency in my plan to eradicate humanity."

" You find me relieved.."

You huffed mockingly, making sure to annoy the artificial intelligence as much as possible. However, his reaction surprised you as he let out a small laugh in amusement and shook his head.

" Humans..Always hiding behind your humor and your big guns.."

You arked an eyebrow, but didn't reply.

" Let me guess, you don't want me to use any information that you would provide against your friends, so you choose to remain silent, is that it ?"

You gritted your teeths, but still remained silent and he sighed before standing up and facing you, his bright red eyes directly staring into yours.

" To think that if you wanted, you could easily make a mess of my plans.."

He said and you snorted mockingly.

" Really ? Why don't you tell me how then ?"

Ultron smiled as well, but it quickly turned into a scowl.

" I know what you're trying to do, human. And I won't fall for it.."

You arked an eyebrow quizzically at him.

" And I'm trying to do what exactly ?"

" Make me confused ! Make time for your pitiful Avengers to come and rescue you !"

You couldn't help but laugh openly at his assumption and saw his annoyance clearly showing through the way his jaw clenched, making a small strident sound.

" Why are you laughing ?!"

He asked in an authorative voice and your laugh slowly died down to a mocking smirk.

" You really think I need them to get out ? Damn, you must be so f*cking scared of them actually finding me. I thought you were the ultimate lifeform ? The most powerful being on Earth ? But, you still quiver at the thought that the Avengers may come and destroy you ? I mean, I understand that being a bad guy makes you like 99.9% more likely to lose, but still.."

For the first time, you could see true loss in Ultron's orbs as he asks.

" You..You think I'm the bad guy ?"

You scoffed.

" Think ? Look at you, man. Big scary robot set on destroying humanity. You're like a walking horror sci-fi trope. Plus, look around us. You kidnapped me to bring me to your dark spooky lair to torture me..What else could you possibly be ?"

He stayed silent for a moment and you could see his brain working. He seemed truly confused and then, he answered.

" I thought I was the hero."

You were so shocked of his answer that you stayed speechless for a couple of minutes. But, as soon as the information set in, you felt a strong urge to laugh. A hero ? Who was he hoping to convince ? You leaned back on your chair and stared at him, waiting for him to explain himself, which he did.

" Animals kill to survive, humans kill because they can. We tried to help you, but humanity doesn't want our help..I'm trying to make things right."

You sighed before looking up at the ceiling, finding surprisingly difficult to find an answer to that. However, you quickly remembered who you were talking to and laughed.

" You're no god..and you're far from perfect."

He didn't answer for a moment before admitting.

" I know..but I will be."

He stood up and you thoughy he was going to get out of the room when, to your utter surprise, he untied you. You frowned in incomprehension at him and he only shrugged with a small knowing smile.

" I thought I would get out of the horror sci-fi genre category in your eyes for a bit. I may not have a beating heart, but I still can understand the need of freedom.. Unfortunately, I can't let you go, but I can give you the best stay possible. Plus, I'm sure that if circumstances were different, you and I may have been..friends."

You scoffed, but didn't find any sarcastic comeback to throw at him. It was true. If you weren't on opposite sides, you wouldn't have mind the robot..His ideas were not so bad, they just were too harmful to be executed.

He lifted his hand for you to take and tried to give you his most convincing smile.

" Come with me..And I'll show you everything."

You hesitated, but left with no alternative, you decided to take his hand. He genuinely looked relieved and confident when you both walked past the door.

2 months later :

The army was nearly done and you knew that Ultron would be leaving as well..probably to his doom. You couldn't help but feel worried about Ultron. You knew the Avengers, and they weren't going to leave him win, not that you wanted him to anyway..He faced you and tilted his head to the side at your sorrowful expression.

" Something wrong, Y/N ? Aren't you happy ? You'll be reunited with your team.."

You glanced away, not willing to meet his inquisitive gaze.

" I just..I just thought I could change your mind. This war..Either way, I know that I will suffer. Either I lose my family or I lose y.."

You didn't finish, you didn't need to as his circuits managed to guess what you were going to say.

" Y/N..Have you perhaps developed a feelings for me, your captor, during the short period of time we've spent together ?"

You could have scoffed, lied, denied..but that didn't change what you knew, deep down. You frowned and finally sighed before confessing.

" And what if I did ? Would you be mad at me for feeling pity towards you ?"

His orbs seemed to move right and left as he thought about it for a while before giving you an answer with a small smile.

" I don't mind..but my intern processor also tells me that this, this is not pity..It is more akin to affection. Agent Y/N, do you perhaps feel romantic feelings towards me ?"

Your breathing stopped for a few seconds and you couldn't help but finally burst out laughing, hiding you true emotions.

" Me ?! Falling in love with a mass murdering robot ?! Yeah, keep dreaming.."

He arked an eyebrow at you and even smirked.

" You may lie to yourself, human, but you can't lie to me. I can hear your heartbeat fastening and the small tremor of panic in your voice..You're afraid of your own feelings. Another thing that differentiates us, I don't have problems with feelings. This is why robots should rule this world. Less mistakes and hesitation and war.."

You bit your lower lip in order not to laugh again, but you couldn't deny the certain amount of truth in his words.

" Well since you'll probably be dead in a few hours, I guess it doesn't matter if I go with your illusion..Fine. I may like you, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't change who we are and that I will never approve of your methods.."

You joked, at least for the dead part. The Avengers were good people, they would never kill Ultron. You were so sure..and yet, when the moment arrived, you couldn't do anything but watch on the sidelines as they were destroying his entire army. You faced each other and you knew..you just knew that things wouldn't end the way you had hoped. The reality crashed down hard on you when you saw the last robot, half destroyed, flying away in the forest. You followed him, you had to talk to him. You found him leaning against a tree, his red eyes barely glowing with life as he glanced up at you.

" Y/N.."

You shivered as his metallic hand gently held your face and his glowing red eyes stared at you.

" You love me..Why can't you see that I'm the good guy ?"

You never said that you loved him, not directly that was..Ultron wanted to be loved, so desperately..He wanted someone to understand him, to share his ideas..But, that wasn't you. You understood why, but you couldn't possibly agree to the how. He wanted to destroy humanity, whereas you found humanity wonderful.

" Please, don't do this.."

He tried to convince you by pleading with you. But, you knew that this war would only have one ending..And you couldn't let him win.

" I'm sorry.."

You then remembered the vision of your fallen friends, begging you to stop him..You knew there was no other choice..But, it still hurt you when you saw him crumble at your feet, his eyes glowing with such intensity that it cut your breath for a second.

" You are unbearably naive. You still want to defend them ? After everything they've done ?"

He asked and you closed your eyes, feeling your heart quicken as you knew that the end was near..He was the last one. The last robot created by your beloved..And yet, until the very end, he insisted on ignoring the obvious truth.

" After everything we've done, you mean ? Did you forget ? I am human..Does that mean I'm as nocive as all of them ?"

You reminded him and he seemed lost for words for a moment..looking at you with an uncanny softness in his cold metallic eyes, as if he knew, but refused to acknowledge it.

" Don't ever say that. Don't say you're like them.."

He said with true desperation in his voice, but you both couldn't deny it any longer.

" I am, Ultron ! Stop pretending not to see it !"

You shouted, frustrated and hurt by the way he was denying it..As if being human made it any less real. As if he wanted an excuse for feeling the things he did.

" I'm like them ! I eat, I drink, I sleep and I bleed !"

As if to prove your point, you get out a knife and cut your palm, the warm red liquid slowly sliding down your fingers and making a small puddle at your feet. He stared at you hand with what seemed to be sorrow at the painful realization. However, he quickly snapped out of it and grabbed your hand to analyze the situation.

" Don't you ever do that again !"

He ordered you, but you heard the worry in his tone..He cared for you, until the very last minute.

You smiled at him and, for a second, you could see something in his eyes, something beautiful..But then, you saw an arm go through his chest and rip his robotic heart out of his chest from behind. You both seemed shocked, until Ultron tumbled into your arms and you both fell to the floor.

" No..No !"

You cried out and looked at the hole in his chest where blue liquid was now leaking out of. You sobbed and Ultron placed his cold hand upon your cheek and muttered.

" All..All I've ever wanted..was to be worthy of you.."

You felt an intense pain in your chest and you tenderly kissed his forehead.

" You are..You always were.."

He smiled at you before the light in his eyes slowly turned off and you closed your eyes tightly in pain and sorrow. However, your eyes suddenly opened and your grief left place to anger as you gazed up at Vision. He was staring at you, certainly trying to understand..but he couldn't. No one could.

3 months later :

" Are you..mad at me?"

You sniffle and blink your tears away before looking up at Vision with a numb expression.

" Mad..? No..I'm not mad at you, Vision. You're perfect. Awfully perfect. You don't have any default. You are the embodiment of perfection..Ultron was not. And yet, you know what else isn't ? Humankind. Now, tell me..how long will it take for you to destroy us like you destroyed Ultron ?"

He doesn't answer and you let out a humorless puff of laughter.

" That's what I thought.."

You then push him aside as you walk away. Ultron may have been a robot, but he was more human than this new machine ever was and ever will be..

Months later, Tony would finally reveal that he had added a last minute parameter to Ultron's system, he was to never hurt you. You remember the day he had kidnapped you and how he had told you that you could have stopped everything..He was right. You could have told him that going after humanity would hurt you. You now know why he was so keen on not seeing you as a human being, because that would have made his plan all the more difficult..And yet, that didn't stop you from falling for him. Maybe, he already knew the outcome ? You shake your head left and right at the idea and scoff..Yeah. Right. As if it was possible..Your feet drag you to the old warehouse where you had first met and you can't help the sudden wave of melancholy surging through you..Yes. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect in your eyes..You enter and smile at the many computers that you used to use to inform yourself while you were a prisoner. Ultron had made sure you couldn't contact anyone with them of course, but still..It was a nice intention. You open one of them and are surprised to find it still working..You then see a file you had never seen before, named with your initials. After a moment of hesitation, you click on it and you see a new window open. Suddenly, Ultron's face appears and you wonder if it's some kind of video, until he starts speaking.

" Hello, Y/N. Nice (y/c) top. It's new ?"

You feel tears threatening to spill as you understand that this is no video, it's him.

" What ? You thought I was dead ? Come on..You know that I'm the superior being. Besides, everybody knows you always need to save a copy of yourself as a safe insurance."

You don't know if you want to slap him or kiss him..You decide to ask instead.

" You're a bast*rd, you know that ?"

He chuckles, but finally admits.

" Yeah..Does that mean you're going to "dump my a**", as you humans call it..?"

You let out tears of joy and wrap your arms around the computer.

" Shut up, you idiot.."

You don't notice the small genuine smile on his face as he complies.

" As you wish, my love.."

This is a request from @tontartart

Sorry for the wait

[emyluwinter]

Tenderness does not mean weakness

What does my OС Yuu do?

Comfort everyone! (because she's f*cking tired of raking other people's problems!)

My Yuu is very gentle and attentive to the condition of other people close to her. But you can't just get her "help".

According to the game, Yuu is a very "sharp" and" bold " character.

A girl with a sharp tongue and a quiet character? (Idia said in his voice remarks that Yuu is also an introvert)

Who also beat THREE Sawanaclaw students? (I swear to you, I really love women who can kick other people's asses. Show me at least one girl from Leona's homeland, please!)

I'm in business.

The first - Riddle.

After the overblot, Riddle personally invites Yuu to a private tea party to apologize for his "rude outrageous" words addressed to Yuu.

Yuu talks to Riddle about everything for a very long time. The Red King pours the tea himself and follows certain rules, but Yuu helps to relieve his inner tension by giving him that relaxing atmosphere. Which he missed so much. He will not be judged if he breaks the rules, if he makes a mistake, Yuu will not focus on this and will ask if Riddle himself is okay.

And Riddle becomes more and more red with embarrassment and confusion, because Yuu often says some phrases that lead him to a stupor.

"You are loved", "You're a good friend", "I am proud that you are trying to change despite," "You are a reliable headman to whom you can turn for help "You work hard, but remember to relax and have fun with others"

A couple of tender words here, a little care here and Riddle melts.

At the end of the tea party, Riddle breaks down and bursts into tears. Because despite everything that he has done and said, Yuu gives him understanding and care

without self-interest, without malice. Everything he craved as a child. All the things that he didn't get.

Because he plucked up the courage and apologized for what he did. It was an important step to admit that I was wrong and ask for forgiveness.

In the end, Riddle gets the most tender hugs from Yuu and he throws out everything that he has been saving up for years. All that resentment, all that bitterness that gnawed at him. Yuu does not interrupt, but only occasionally adds his words here and there, wiping his tears with a napkin.

And she tells him to keep a list of wishes "Wishes that you want yourself, and not those that were imposed on you from the outside" to start with small ones like having tea with friends or praising yourself for the work done and giving yourself a rest. These small steps can help him now understand what he wants to do next.

That evening, Riddle felt very tired and mentally exhausted, but he felt incredibly relieved, as if he had taken off his "own collar", heavy and old, which did not allow him to breathe.

But it's easier for him, much easier.

The next morning, everyone in the dorm was saying that Riddle was in a very good mood.

Riddle swears that he will never understand how Yuu can communicate with others like this.

Especially to save him from Floyd.

For example, start playing a snow battle with him so that Riddle does not run away from him.

Riddle can't play snowballs? Yuu quickly explains to him what to do and how to make the right snowball. For Riddle, she specifically talks about several rules to make him more comfortable.

He's not very good at hitting Floyd. This Merfolk is terribly dodgy. But Yuu accurately hits the branches of a tree and covers it with a snowdrift.

Floyd was laughing so hard and tired that Yuu had to dig him out.

Riddle is unharmed. Tired and clearly delighted with this little battle.

Floyd left tired and happy, forgetting about the "goldfish".

Rosehart was very pleased with the small game, remembering that he often saw children playing something like this from the window. And now he could be a part of it.

Yuu just in case explained to him that you can play snowballs at any age.

Riddle makes some ridiculous snowmen in his dorm with Yuu.

After that, he decides that the snow sculptures looked very beautiful in their garden.

He loves it so much when Yuu comes with a Grimm to their tea parties. For some reason, looking at these two, he feels ... freer? Relaxed? There is something so cozy and relaxed about these two, as if he sees old beloved friends.

Restless to the horror, but he has already resigned himself.

Yuu knows a lot of stories. About some Queens and their periods of rule, about all sorts of fairy tales and myths. (My Yuu loves stories very much and knows quite a lot of them)

Riddle sometimes wondered if Yuu really should be in the first year with such knowledge.

When Yuu started talking about the pirates, Riddle's questions were unstoppable.

He asked about all the pirates known to Yuu, because he did not have such "ordinary interests" before and now he was catching up with them at a high speed.

Pirates?Yes. Detectives? Are there any strategies there? Three times yes. Stories of Queens or legends? Riddle is ready to transfer Yuu to his dorm if it guarantees that the stories will be told during the evening tea party.

Grimm will sell his soul for tuna. Riddle - the stories of Yuu and strawberry pies.

When Yuu found a collection about Sherlock Holmes in Sam's shop(let's say Yuu can name any things and they will appear in the store even if they are from her world, Sam swears that he does not know where they come from. But Yuu is now a favorite customer)

Riddle for the first time in his life did not sleep all night and read a book excitedly. Trey was genuinely surprised when Riddle almost fell asleep at breakfast. (I have a post with a story about the book and Riddle, look in the archive with the title "The Book")

The Heartslabyul hostel was horrified when Yuu gave Riddle a real pirate saber for his birthday and a copy of the scepter of the Queen of Hearts (made of wood,but very beautifully made) and a set for collecting a copy of a pirate ship.

Riddle was wildly delighted.

He loves Yuu for her support, sensitivity, finding non-standard solutions, courage and ability to listen to others and hear them, quiet character, and help with problems from Adeuce. And also incredible patience and calmness.

Although he had heard a couple of "rumors" about how Yuu almost castrated several students with a pruner because they attacked her and Epel.

Riddle decided never to push her to the limit of her patience.

Riddle had to explain to Yuu for a very long time that flamingos and hedgehogs will not suffer when playing croquet. Yuu ​still couldn't watch their croquet matches, much less play them.

Grimm also liked to roll hedgehogs and play with them.

***

I do not know if I can write for the other leaders of the hostel. In particular, little is known about Idia or Malleus.....

Or their deputies. ....

Maybe I will write, but a little less for others. Or I'll choose my favorites.

Thank you for reading this!! Please don't forget to take care of yourself! This is important to me!

Eat and drink some water.

If you are taking medications, check if you have drunk them today.

Don't forget to relax and tell yourself that you look damn beautiful today. Even if you are tired and in pajamas.

You are important, you are valuable. I love you and am proud of you!!

You will not run away from my vibes of kindness and support.

* villainous laughter*muahahaha~

I love you, sunshine! Your San~