#but noooooo they didn’t do that they threw in not being able to understand and talking anyway as a gag

[worstloki]

Still can’t believe the Loki series season 1 opened with Loki landing in a desert in Mongolia and not being able to communicate with locals. They just forgot about AllSpeak? And accepted that ‘Modern English’ was a language he spoke?? The alien knows Earth English??? Red flag.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 198

Sharp Teeth/Hide

“Sharp Teeth”

Plot Description: Garth is in the hospital after mutilating a cow and being hit by a car, but Garth runs away — with a dark secret in tow

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: look, if Garth is barely surviving running through the woods, getting shot at, and hit by a car…I don’t know if I have it in me

I forgot that they split up…

Sam…don’t. slap. Garth.

He was HANDCUFFED TO THE BED. HOW DID HE GET UP??

What is this episode??? Garth ran away, stripped down naked, and stole a car. What were you doinggggg???

Dean…why are you lying to Sam again???? You have photos of Garth (not naked…but just boxers. Wouldn’t have taken him for a boxers guy) oof. That’s probably the quickest one of their lies has been found out

Omgggg, Deeeeean stop with this whole “we can’t hunt together because I’m poison” thing. I hope to for that this doesn’t last too much longer

Excuse me?? Does….Garth’s a werewolf now?? And he has a werewolf girlfriend??

MARRIED?!?! He met this girl just after becoming a werewolf and within two months MARRIED HER? They’re…kind of grossly cute together

This is the least cool werewolf pack I’ve ever seen. No one’s even asking anyone where they’ve been, loca

Aww, they cooked the food for Dean. That’s nice

Noooooo, Garrrrrrth. I know you couldn’t know but…don’t bring up Kevinnnn, not to Dean

Wait…the cop is a werewolf TOO?? Uh oh…he’s part of the pack (or was….before Dean threw a silver knife into his chest)

I’m guessing there’s something fishy with Garth’s wife’s stepmother…I think she’s behind the whole dark underbelly of keeping the image of the pack squeaky clean (because this is supernatural and it’s pretty misogynistic)

Oh this is interesting…it’s not a pack, it’s a CULT trying to bring about Ragnarok and also eradicating human beings (whether feeding on or turning them)

Yeah. I knew it wasn’t the reverend who took over this weird group, he was bitten…it has to be his fourth generation werewolf wife whose father was the old reverend

Yeah, this was very predictable. Didn’t know she had a brother who was killed by hunters, but that would make the more recent interest in werewolf dominance more understandable

She really had to get her villain monologue out, ruining any chance she had at pulling off her scheme

Yes, Garth, don’t let Dean think he’s the only one who let Kevin down!! Take some of that weight off his shoulders

I do wish we had gotten just A Kevin and Garth episode (or a Kevin, Mrs Tran, and Garth episode, really)…Garth called Kevin his friend

Please stop pretending that you don’t miss each other.

Dean…I know that’s basically your catch phrase “we’re family” but like…you’ve now betrayed Sam’s trust…probably as badly as he did yours back in season 4

YES, Sam, set that boundary!

“Hide”

Plot Description: something haunts Caliburn House and the Doctor finds himself part of the ghost hunt

It took me just the tiniest bit too long to get the “I’m the doctor” “Doctor what” “if you like” joke

It’s kind of fun that he came here INTENTIONALLY to ghost hunt

Is this just an episode to parallel this ghost hunter dude and his assistant with the Doctor and Clara? Both pairs are flirting so awkwardly, it’s nauseating

I would like to carry a candelabra through an old mansion just ONCE…but no ghosts (my phone tried to autocorrect that to ‘no gojo’ or ‘no ghostfacers’. Brilliant)

You know, just as I was about to say that I was bored, things got interesting, and we’re REALLY digging into these other characters AND the ghost

Omgggg. I hate this. The girls are strictly talking romance while the guys are talking about war and death and guilt….

Oh, Clara. But like….I get where you’re coming from. It IS overwhelming to be able to see the whole life of Earth from the same spot in snippets. Yes, the TARDIS is amazing but…it has the potential to be such an easy way out, such a shortcut for the Doctor instead of taking time. He LITERALLY just takes and takes and takes time, and it feels like he doesn’t care

Well, that certainly isn’t terrifying. You don’t KNOW? You know the ghost you’ve been hunting is actually a time traveler stuck in a pocket dimension but you don’t know the thing she’s running from??

Sure. We’re just going to pop into pocket universes like it’s nothing, now…

I miss when this show was low budget :/

Oh no… he’s stuck there…

My bet’s on the thing being sympathetic. It’s HIDING from the Doctor

Another Clara?? Oh the TARDIS interface thingy. Man, the TARDIS REALLY hates Clara

Please don’t tell me he leaves and Clara gets stuck instead. You can’t do this twice

K. NOT sympathetic, just playing with him

This mansion and its grounds are gorgeous in the daylight

Oh, the monster IS sympathetic I guess?? It was looking for it’s lost love

This episode was really…….weird, and not in the normal cool way

[for-ests]

Hey, not sure if you do smut but I think this request can work without a lot if you’d prefer😁 reader’s an art student and needs to sculpt a full body nude sculpture and Tom offers but gets a bit cheeky

thanks for the request dear! this was fun to write :-) i literally know nothing about art so if I get something wrong just ignore! i hope you enjoy!! i went a diff +route but I still think it fits! [ mlist ] 

Word count: 3, 273

Warnings: slight nsfw,, nudity 

Pairing: Tom Holland x art student reader!

“The issue is… I have no idea who to ask.” You sighed deeply, embarrassment washing over you as you talked to your best friends about your upcoming project. 

Everyone knew you were a talented sculptor. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was that your professional sculpting internship at (your school) was currently learning about Ancient Greece. One of the requirements to pass the semester was to recreate a modern sculpture of someone you knew, and to make it as realistic as possible. Nakedness and all, which was a huge distinction of Greek statues.

There was a big problem though. You were incredibly shy, and you didn’t know who to ask to model for you.

Nudging you with a laugh, your friend flashed you a mischievous smile. “You know a lot of cute guys, why don’t you ask one of them?”

“Cute guys?” You scrunched your nose. “I know like three guys and I would cry if I had to see them naked.”

She sighed. “Fair. Does it have to be a guy?”

*-You nodded regretfully. “It has to be the opposite sex. It’s annoying but I u

erstand why. It’s important to be familiar with both sexes.”

Your best friend air quoted ‘familiar’ with a ridiculous smirk.

“Shut up.” You huffed, trying not to laugh at how dramatic she had become.

“I think I know a guy, he’s an aspiring actor and model.” Your best friend added casually.

Groaning, you shot her a glare. “Why didn’t you say that right away?”

She shrugged. “I like listening to you talk about your art.”

Her compliment almost worked, but you already knew that was partly the reason she was teasing you so hard. The other reason was because she had been trying to set you up with multiple friends for months. According to her, you had been single for far too long.

Her offer made you ponder deeper about your situation. You were slightly awkward when it came to getting to know someone, but you couldn’t imagine asking someone to strip right away so you could sculpt every curve your eyes grazed over. Whoever it ended up being had to be incredibly confident. Shallow yes, but that’s why you were hoping to find someone insanely attractive. Attractive people were usually confident, and responsibly so. “Maybe a stranger would be worse than someone I know.”

Snorting through her nose, your best friend stared at you like you were crazy. “Definitely not. If it’s awkward you never have to see him again. And if it’s not, well you can get cozy with a cutie.”

Taking a deep breath, you rolled your eyes. “I hate you sometimes.” You mumbled under your breath. You knew she was right, but you would never inflate her already enormous ego like that.

“You love me.” She sang sweetly.

“I do, now give him my number and tell him it’s of the utmost importance.”

❀∙∘✿∘∙❀

Days later, that conversation was on your mind as you nervously organized your sculpting tools. Trying to relieve some tension, you slapped a pound of clay against the table, and it echoed throughout the workshop.

Reality was the fact that this so called model boy was on his way to your studio. His name was Tom, and from the pictures you saw–he was incredibly handsome.

You couldn’t believe you had agreed to this, but alas, you needed this experience to pass your class. You just hoped and prayed that Tom was a lot more outgoing than you, and could keep the conversation flowing as you stared intently as his erect… penis.

Your cheeks flared up at the thought. How the hell were you going to do this?

Y/N: help (Y/B/F/N) I cant do this!!! im freaking out

Y/B/F: is he even there yet? lmfao

Y/N: noooooo :((

Y/B/F: if it makes you feel any better, he’s excited and thinks ur pretty

Y/N: why didn’t you tell me that before??!

Y/B/F: do u feel better now tho?

Y/N: no

Y/B/F: ik ur smiling ;) u aint slick

Giggling like a schoolgirl to relieve some of your anxiety, you set your cell phone on the table. Truthfully, your best friend had made you feel better. If anything bad happened, it would surely be a wonderful story to tell everyone in the future.

Your eyes naturally glanced across the room to the clock on the wall. 7:00pm. Tom would be here any minute as scheduled.

You took a deep breath and studied your surroundings. All your tools were in place, and the entire studio was tidied up as if you hadn’t worked the space in weeks. Next, you walked to the wall and glanced at your reflection in the mirror.

With your hair in a bun and your shabby working clothes, you looked suitable at best. You did have a little bit of makeup on to help yourself feel more confident. If you felt good, you could make your client feel good in return.

At least it looked like you didn’t try too hard. You didn’t want this man to get the wrong idea.

Then, snapping you out of your trance, there was a knock on the door.

You straightened out your shirt one last time, and tucked your baby hairs back behind your ears. Scoffing immediately after, you shook your head. Why were you trying to look cute? Who cares!

You rushed to grab the front door, afraid that you were making him wait too long. You flung it open, eyes locking with his right away.

You froze.

He was even more dashing in person.

“Judging by your cute outfit, I think I’m at the right place. Y/N right?”

And a British accent?

“Y-yes!” You flashed a smile to mask your obvious hesitation. You could easily play it off by opening the door and keeping your gaze averted. You were the master of smoothness.

“Thank you for coming, it’s about time I got this project done…” You tittered, locking the door behind him for privacy purposes. “You can set your things on the couch over there.” You pointed, eyes meeting his again when he glanced to the couch and then back to you.

“Awesome.” He nodded, holding your gaze for a moment longer than necessary.

“Do you want anything to eat or drink?” You offered, nodding your head back to the small kitchen in the back of the studio. You wished the studio apartment was yours alone, but you shared it with multiple other college students in your program.

“Water… or beer if you have any?”

You threw your head back in laughter, causing Tom to smile at your genuine reaction.

“Yeah, I can get you one.”

“In the meantime, should I just strip?” He smirked, not trying to be sly with his flirtations. Though your cheeks were dusting with pink, you were able to match his energy. Your best friend definitely set you up with someone she knew you’d like.

“Do whatever you want, love.” You mimicked his British accent. “You’re the guest after all.”

Walking past him, you gave him one last look when he was fully-clothed. Tom was certainly the player type, practically the perfect embodiment of the muse you had in mind. This wouldn’t be awkward for you, and it would be even better for him. Men like him thrived off of cheeky discomfort in their female counterparts.

Yet, truthfully, you were enjoying it as well. It felt nice to be complimented so soon into an introduction.

As you cracked open a can of beer for Tom and yourself, you could hear him shuffling around with his items. The sound of his buckle falling against the floor made you suddenly nervous to turn around.

Inhaling sharply, and gulping down a few more sips of beer, you finally gained the courage to walk back to the studio setup, where Tom had already wandered over to, completely naked.

“You seem to be in your element.” You noted, trying to keep your eyes leveled with his. Now that you were thinking about it, remaining calm and professional was excruciating in front of such an attractive man. And it certainly wasn’t helping that he was enjoying your embarrassment.

And least this was exciting.

Thanking you, Tom took the beer and pressed his lips against the cold aluminum. “I would definitely feel a lot more comfortable if you were naked too, darling.”

“Hey now,” You nose scrunched in a form of mock distaste. The man caught on immediately, holding your gaze with a sort of amusement that was masking desire. “I might think about it if you sit nice and pretty for me for more than five minutes so I can sketch you.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Shaking your head in disbelief, you walked over to your crafting desk. You decided you were going to start with the hardest part, the part which your grade depended heavily on- from the waist down.

But first, you quickly sketched Tom posing in multiple poses until you were satisfied with one. You had him mimic a sculpture you couldn’t recall, where one hand was pointed forward and the other was rested casually on his hip.

“Can I see what one you want to do?” He asked curiously from the stand you had him propped up on for a better view.

“Sure.” You flashed him your finished sketch. The lines darted all over the page, making it hard for him to picture what was going on in your head. The picture you had drawn would not make sense to anyone else but the artist. But apparently you were talented, so he would trust the process.

You were also trusting the process. The situation you were in could only be awkward if you allowed it to be. And so far it was moving along smoothly. You had your favorite music playing softly in the background to fill the silence, and Tom seemed to be relaxed and unbothered by how quietly you worked.

“That’s cool.” Tom whispered, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

Giggling from his sudden proximity, you tried to tease him. “It’s fine to not understand it.”

“I definitely don’t know what’s going on but it’s still interesting.” He admitted.

You set the paper back down on the table, and decided to attempt and sculpt the base. Moving past a still naked Tom, you tried to immerse yourself in your work, or at least make it seem like you were focused. “This takes hours you know, weeks and months- it won’t make sense for a long time.”

“Perfect.” He grinned. “I’ll get plenty of time to know you better.”

Laughing through your nose, you kept your attention on the clay you had dropped on the floor. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Oh!” He chuckled. “Yeah.”

As you carefully trimmed the base clay with a heavy frame, you lifted your head to find Tom slipping a robe back on. He definitely came prepared. Had he done this before?

“Come here.” You gestured. “I need you to set your feet down on the clay.”

“I didn’t think this would get dirty so fast.”

“Shut up.” You huffed, grabbing his foot and pressing it down hard until the clay took shape to the size.

“Cold.” Tom commented in discomfort.

“I know.” You released your grip on his calf, looking up at him with a sheepish smile. “All part of the process, but good news for you- you’re done for the night.”

“Really?” Tom raised his eyebrows. “That’s it?”

You nodded, standing back up to normal height. “I’m experienced enough to sculpt the feet and legs tonight.”

“When should I come back?” He sounded a tad too eager, but it caused your smile to reappear.

“Tomorrow night if you’re available.”

“And maybe next time you can bring your own alcohol?” You gestured to the multiple beer cans poking out of the recycling bin.

The man flashed you a smile. “Sounds like a date.”

“It’s definitely not.”

Despite your rejection to his amusing advances, Tom’s expressions and mannerisms remained hopeful. Was it possible he was truly enjoying himself?

“I’ll leave my robe here. I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time?”

“Same time.” You confirmed, nodding him off. It was about time you started to really focus. Attractive man or not, you always got the most and best work done alone.

Because after the first night, the dynamics between you and Tom changed. He became incredibly invested in your process, asking you questions left and right, asking if there was any way he could help, and practically just lounging next to you hours after he would have been free to go.

“What do your sculptures usually look like?”

“Since this isn’t my own studio, I don’t have any of my pieces here. But I can show you a picture when I get my hands wiped off.”

“What do you build your sculptures with? It’s hard to imagine that a replica of me can come out of that much clay.”

“My sculptures are built with water-based clay and are fired in a gas kiln to cone 4, about 2150 degrees Fahrenheit… “ You nodded towards the back wall that had an installed kiln for you and everyone to share. “Trust me, there will be a lot more clay. Hundreds of pounds worth.”

“Can I help?”

“No.”

There was no lying that you enjoyed his presence. Whether he was talking your ear off or napping to the peaceful beat of your jazz music, there was never a dull moment when Tom was in your studio.

Weeks passed, and so did the process. Your sculpture of Tom had progressed to week three, and that’s when you started to grow nervous. When you finished, which you were almost done, would you ever see him again?

You had barreled through the awkwardness of replicating his genitals and chiseling his six pack perfectly into the hardening clay- but you still felt like something was missing. You knew even when you finished chiseling away his jaw line and chocolate brown eyes, there would still be something missing. Him. His presence.

Maybe it would have been better if you partnered up with a man that had zero personality.

Since it was just you and Tom for hours on end, your conversations gradually grew deeper, they stretched into new lengths, so much so that you eventually felt like you had known him for years.

When Tom claimed he wasn’t looking for a relationship, you felt your heart fall. That’s when you realized you were developing stronger feelings for your model. You hardly had time to think about trivial things like that, but you couldn’t deny your disappointment.

And you were sure he saw the brief tears glossing over your eyes when you turned away. Yet, he didn’t make light of it.

That’s when you knew it was useless.

It seemed useless until the sixth week, when you finally finished the head. You were too afraid to attach it. Tom had spent the last couple hours with you in the studio. His legs kicked back and occasional whistles streaming from his lips. He had practically memorized your playlist to the extent you had.

“Tom.” You called. “Your face is done.”

He cheered excitedly, pushing himself off the sofa and racing towards you. Tom had learned to give you your space while you worked, but in moments where you summoned him, he barely stood inches from you. The man would constantly touch you in ways you couldn’t deny sent shivers down your spine.

Like he did as he rounded the tabletop, planting himself by your side and placing his hand on the low of your back. As if it was natural.

“Wow,” He breathed. “Y/N,” Your name upon his lips sounded as blissful as the music. “It’s.. it’s wonderful. It looks just like me... wow that’s scary.”

“I’m happy you like it.” You bit your lip, wishing you felt more satisfied with your project. You wanted to impress him, but you didn’t want him to go.

“All I have to do is attach the head, and fire it up in the furnace one more time. Then it should be good to go.”

You moved to do so, wanting to remove yourself from his grip. It hurt your heart to know the bond you had formed with him would come to an end. Why did you even let yourself get to this point? Was it because he was good at flirting?

“Wait-” His sentence faltered when you whipped around to face him- looking somewhat hopeful.

“What?”

Tom paused, his throat tightening with the words he never thought he would admit. But he couldn’t leave tonight with at least trying. He needed to know how you felt. Because he could either leave with you in his arms, or he could leave never having to see you again.

He had been thinking of confessing to you for days now, but now that the time came, his mind was blank. “You really are beautiful, you know that right?”

“Why do you feel the need to flatter me?” You blurted, still unable to decipher the truth behind his words. You didn’t know how to accept such a compliment. Tom had claimed you were beautiful before, but this time it felt different.

His eyes spoke volumes. The beauty his eyes held was something you would never be able to replicate in a statue. It was a sight you found yourself never growing sick of.

Averting your eyes, you tried to move again. Yet this time, Tom gripped onto both of your arms.

“Look at me.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“I won’t let you play me.”

“I was never playing you, darling.” The tenderheartedness intertwined with his words caused you to slowly turn your head back. Your lip quivered, and suddenly you felt like a schoolgirl all over again. You felt childish and unprepared for the intensity of your emotions.

“I don’t want to leave tonight without knowing if you feel the same.”

You blinked, hand reaching out to grip onto his. “And that is?” 

“I don’t know if it’s love, but it could be.” 

“That’s all I needed to hear.” You said, incredibly softly. 

Tom released your arms. And before either of you could process what to do next, your lips interlocked. 

You gripped onto him tightly, balling his white t shirt into a fist to keep him from leaving your side again. 

“Tom-” You breathed. 

The kiss you shared was laced with a fervent need, one that you had never experienced before, and one that you craved again and again. 

After the passion you felt, the skin prickling desire, there would be no turning back. 

“Fuck, you’re everything”’ He mumbled against your lips. 

You pulled back slightly to gaze at his expression. He had looked so afraid before, but now he was smiling from ear to ear. Much like he did the day he arrived with a teasing attitude, ready to get under your skin and provide entertainment. 

“How long have you felt like this?” 

“Since the first day.” He kissed you again, his hands cupping your cheeks. 

You whimpered against his muscular frame, trying to ignore the fluttering in your core, fluttering that begged and craved for more. 

“How did you wait so long?” 

“I wanted you to finish.” 

You chuckled, cheesing at his straightforward, simple reply. 

You were positive from that moment moving on, that Tom was not what you had thought at first glance. This entire time he had put you and your project first, letting his own desires sit and warm on the back-burner. That was something you would hold close to your heart, something you would cherish. 

He cared for you in the same way you cared for him. 

“Stay with me tonight, Tom.” 

“I would love nothing more.” 

[fanficshiddles]

Shut up, One shot

Thanks for the prompt, I hope you like it! xmischief-ladyx I had far too much fun writing this one! Brilliant idea, thank you for letting me run with it. :-D

Yaaaaasss a one short party <3 Could you write a one shot where an Avengers mission turn bad. A witch cast a spell on the group. first they think nothing happened but quickly a girl noticed that she feels weird everytime Loki speaks and understand that she is more and more arroused everytime he speaks and can’t’barely contain’herself. Then Loki try too understand what’s wrong with her bit she doesn’t want to tell him because she ´s too shy and embarrassed but he is determine too find out her secret

-

Kat had been relieved that nothing came of the spell that had been cast over the team from the latest mission.

When they returned, she was feeling a little funny, like a weird heat in her stomach and butterflies. But she shook it off and put it down to the adrenaline from the mission. When she went for a shower and a nap, she felt better afterwards.

But her nap was short lived because she had to go for the briefing with the rest of the team. So she dragged herself out of bed again and threw on some clothes before heading to the main room. When she entered, she was the last one in.

‘Nice of you to finally join us, Katrina.’ Fury said while glaring at her, arms over his chest.

‘Not all of us are lucky enough to just sit here and dish out orders, Sir. It’s tiring work actually being out on the field.’ She snarked at him, earning a few chuckles from the team.

Loki smirked as Kat sat down opposite him at the large table. Fury just clenched his jaw, but he said nothing and started on with the briefing.

Kat was always bored at briefings, and she wasn’t the only one. Loki was too, and he was always looking for mischief.

When Fury had his back turned, Loki couldn’t resist turning his cup of coffee into a cup of tiny snakes. So when Fury turned back around and picked it up, he got a bit of a fright.

‘Mother fucker!’ He dropped the cup and the snakes all disappeared in a haze of green.

Fury glared at Loki, who was smirking mischievously. Kat couldn’t help sniggering, she was always amused with his pranks.

‘And I wonder who the hell that was?’ He shouted at Loki, hand on his hip.

‘Why would I do something as childish as that?’ Loki said mockingly.

Kat suddenly felt a weird sensation through her body, that was focused down between her legs. She jumped slightly on her chair, surprised at the sensation. But she shook it off.

‘Loki, behave for once in your life.’ Thor growled at his brother.

‘I always behave, Thor.’ Loki said innocently.

Eyes were all turned onto Kat when she let out a whimper, her clit started throbbing uncontrollably, for no apparent reason at all. Her cheeks turned bright red at the focus turning on her.

‘Are you alright?’ Natasha asked.

‘I… Yeah. Just… stomach pains.’ Kat said quickly and cleared her throat with a forced cough.

‘Anyway…’ Fury got the briefing back on track.

Fury was asking about how the fight went, Tony was boasting about being the saviour of it all. Loki rolled his eyes.

‘I’ll think you’ll find it was actually Kat and I that got the most’ Loki stopped dead when Kat let out another uncontrollable whimper as she clenched her thighs together tightly.

‘Kat?’ Banner asked.

‘Maybe you need to get checked out.’ Natasha said, worried.

‘Yeah… Maybe I will.’ Kat said and got up quickly, rushing to the door.

She had no idea what the hell was going on. But one thing she did know, was that she was so aroused.

Kat ran as quickly as possible back to her room. She was feeling really flushed and confused, she splashed water on her face and took some deep breaths to calm down. Part of her was thinking she should go and have some fun with one of her vibrators to get it out of her system, but she found her body was starting to calm down itself anyway.

‘Well, this is weird.’ She muttered to herself.

-

The following morning she went for breakfast, feeling back to normal. She didn’t feel horny at all, so just put yesterday’s issues down to her hormones perhaps.

When she walked into the kitchen, Thor, Loki, Tony and Bruce were all there having breakfast.

‘Good morning, Kat.’ Thor greeted her with a big smile.

‘Morning Thor. Hope you’ve not eaten all the food.’ Kat said cheekily.

Loki chuckled at her stab at Thor. He enjoyed it when others made fun of him.

‘Luckily Natasha managed to salvage some breakfast for you, it’s in the fridge.’ Loki said, only briefly glancing up from the book he was reading while he ate breakfast.

But when he had spoken, Kat doubled over and grabbed onto the counter. Her clit was throbbing again, the arousal was suddenly back.

Loki and the others looked at her curiously.

‘Did you not go to the doctor yesterday?’ Loki asked.

It suddenly all made sense to Kat as Loki’s voice felt like it was inside of her, swimming through her veins and arousing her. Her mouth opened as she tried to calm herself down, her chest and cheeks were bright red.

‘I… didn’t. I need to go.’ She rushed out of the room, mortified.

The team looked at one another, incredibly confused.

Kat didn’t understand it, was it really Loki’s voice that was affecting her? Sure, he had a lovely voice and she’d often enjoyed just hearing him speak… But to be arousing her in this way, she was sure if she had stayed there any longer, she would’ve had an orgasm right there in the kitchen on front of them all.

A knock on her door pulled her from her thoughts. Luckily her body was starting to calm down again, so she took some more deep breaths before answering. But her stomach dropped when she opened the door to be faced with no-one other than the God of mischief himself.

‘Shit.’ She said out loud without meaning to, and almost slammed the door on his face but he put his foot out to stop it from closing on him.

‘Kat? What’s going on?’ He frowned and stepped into her room, shutting the door behind him when she groaned and squeezed her thighs together as she reached out to put her hand on the wall for support.

‘I… I’m not entirely sure.’

‘You are acting very strange. Were you hurt’

‘Stop talking, Loki!’ She blurted out at him as she felt her pussy pulsing at his voice.

Loki glared at her, not liking the way she spoke to him. ‘Don’t tell me to stop talking, who do you’

‘LOKI PLEASE!’ She whimpered, her legs wobbling as she raced over to him and reached up to put her hand over his mouth. ‘Just shut up!’

He narrowed his eyes at her and grabbed her wrist tightly, hauling her hand off his mouth.

‘How dare you tell me to shut up. What has gotten into you?’ While he spoke, her legs gave out as they turned to jelly and she almost collapsed to the floor if it hadn’t been for Loki’s grip on her wrist.

That confused him even more as he helped her up and walked her over to her bed.

‘Loki…’ She panted, she was so close to orgasm it was unreal. ‘You need to stop talking, seriously. Unless you want me to literally jump on you and start humping your leg like a bitch in heat!’ She hissed at him.

Loki looked really confused as he tried to get images of her doing that out of his head, but then the penny suddenly dropped. His face brightened up considerably.

‘Wait a minute… That spell that was cast from the witch yesterday. She did something to your body, it’s reacting well to my voice, isn’t it?’ He grinned cockily as he folded his arms over his chest.

‘Lokiiiii!’ She howled and curled herself up as she shoved her hand down between her thighs and pressed against her cunt to try and get a little relief. She was so close to stripping naked and fingering herself, with Loki watching or not!

‘Please… Stop talking... Please, I beg you.’ She whined and tried to move across the bed, to get further away from him.

Loki chuckled darkly and stalked around the bed, into her view. ‘Oh pet, I do love hearing you beg.’ He purred, deliberately making his voice sound like utter sin.

‘Noooooo!’ She cried out, she was so close… Surely she wouldn’t cum from his voice alone though… Would she?

‘I wonder if you will orgasm just from my voice alone.’ He teased, wondering the same thing and he sat down on the edge of the bed. She tried to roll away from him again but he reached out and captured her ankle.

She writhed on the bed in utter pleasure while Loki kept speaking. And they soon found out the answer to Loki’s question.

‘I knew my voice was sexy, darling. But I had no idea how badly it affected you. You should’ve just told me.’ He said playfully.

That was it for Kat, his smooth voice alone was able to make her cum. She would’ve felt so embarrassed if it weren’t for the fact that the final release felt far too good for her to care that she had just orgasmed on front of Loki, with no physical stimulation.

‘My my, that was such a delightful sight.’ Loki purred. ‘I wonder how long this spell will last for, or if it will ever be lifted. That would be such fun, wouldn’t it?’ He grinned wickedly, he was enjoying it far too much.

‘Oh god.’ Kat squeezed her hand between her thighs tightly as she rolled over onto her front, her knickers were absolutely soaking now and she was still throbbing, because Loki, the asshole, was still speaking.

And he wouldn’t shut the hell up.

[nananaptime]

In Life And Death

Another one which took way too long to write...

Also, bear with me, this is the first Mafia AU I’ve ever written so it’s not the best xD

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Requested

Genre: Mafia AU, I would say angst but Idek

Word count: 2 485

Summary: Loving someone from a rivaling gang is a recipe for disaster...

“Y/N!” The door slammed open as Johnny entered, Mark and Ten in tow dragging a near-unconscious Yangyang behind them. I was quick to my feet and ran for the first-aid kit all the while ordering the boys to put their injured friend on the couch and not let him faint. I could figure out with my pinky toe that the wound was caused by a bullet and therefore I grabbed everything I needed to treat it as best as I could. I had been going through school to become a doctor when my brother Mark managed to drag me into his drama and I had to save his ass. I have yet to spot an out but at the moment, making sure my brother remained alive was worth the danger his occupation brought. Not that I would be any safer on the outside anyway, considering my name was nearly as widely known as Mark’s in the darker circles of the country. 

Yangyang was laying on the couch when I re-entered the living room, trying to keep the pain from showing on his face and not succeeding too well. I sighed in sympathy before rushing over and getting to work. It was merely a flesh wound, hence it was easier to treat, the pain, however, was still as present for the poor boy. 

Yangyang was the newest member to join their group, meaning he was slightly inexperienced regarding the fieldwork. This was his first every mission and you would think the current circumstances would scare him away from going near any type of weapons again but as I finished up with his wound, he sat up on the couch and asked Johnny when they were planning on going in again. Johnny looked at him like he was insane. 

“You’re not coming with us until your arm is healed, not just because I care about your well being, which I do, but also because your impaired skills will, without a doubt, slow us down and put everyone in danger. I need to be able to trust that all of you can do your part during a mission and in your state, you can’t.” Yangyang pouted slightly but nodded, understanding Johnny’s concerns.  Then his look darkened and he caught Johnny’s eyes with his.

“Just promise me to get that bastard the next time.” Johnny merely nodded before sending Yangyang away to rest and get better. As Yangyang disappeared from our sight, Johnny sighed and buried his face in his hands, frustrated with the evening’s events. They were only supposed to collect a debt. I grazed his shoulder with my fingers, hoping to calm him slightly. He lifted his head and rested his chin against his now interlaced fingers. 

“Johnny?” It came out as a whisper. “What happened out there? I thought the introductory mission was going to be a mild one.”

“It was supposed to be.” His voice came out raspy, slow. “It was an ambush. The guy was just about to hand over the money when Dongyoung and his crew came out of nowhere with their guns pointed at us, the only reason no one died is because Dongyoung likes the sound of his voice too much. Apparently, the guy had given them intel on us in hopes of being protected from the debt which he was buried in.” Another sigh left his lips. “We didn’t prepare Yangyang for that kind of pressure so he shot to protect himself, causing more shots to be fired which attracted the attention of nearby police. They dispersed fast once they realised the authorities were on to us, so did we but Yangyang had managed to be shot shortly before that in the messy state of the situation.” He looked at me, relief evident in his eyes. “Thank you, for helping him, and thank goodness for it not being worse.” I didn’t have the time to acknowledge his gratefulness before he stood up. “I can’t let this go unaccounted for. Jeno will pay.” At the mention of his name, my blood ran cold and before Johnny had even called out the order I had made my way out the door without making a sound. 

As I hurried down on the street I texted Jeno to meet me at the café by the train station asap. Without even checking for an answer I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I ran to save him. 

Jeno was looking around frantically as I rounded the corner, the worried look in his eyes was soon gone as I greeted him with slaps to his arm. 

“Ow! OW! Babe! Stop!” He managed to grab my hands in my aggravated state and forced me to look at him. “What is going on?” At that question, I tried hitting him again, even though there was no way of me escaping his steel grip.

“Why the heck would you shoot him!? You know how vengeful Johnny can be!” Realisation overcame him as he pulled me into his chest, keeping me there until I’d calmed down. With his hand moving in soothing motions over my back, he comforted as my panicked state subdued. Then he pushed me away slightly to look at me. 

“He shot first, what was I going to do, just watch while my friends got killed? It’s not like I shot him fatally, I’ve promised you that.” 

“It doesn’t matter, Johnny only sees the fact that he was wounded and now he’s coming for you.” Jeno just shrugged at my statement with a small smile on his face.

“Dongyoung can handle him.” I hit him again.

“You have to warn your crew, I want as little bloodshed as possible, not just because I would be the one to clean up the wounds but also because I want you and my friends alive.” He kissed me as I finished my sentence, a kiss filled with love. His look had changed to a serious one when he pulled away. 

“I love how much you care about people. I will warn them, but I don’t want you anywhere near the headquarters.” I nodded before pressing my lips against his once again, wishing for him and everyone else to survive what was about to go down.

Johnny and the rest were just about to leave the house when I returned. Mark grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to the side. I opened my mouth to speak but he hushed me with a frantic hand gesture.

“Listen, I am going to try to get your boyfriend out of this but I can’t promise anything. I’m assuming you’ve warned him?” I nodded. “Okay, good, hopefully, we’ll find the quarters empty. I don’t want you to stay in the house no matter what, take care of Yangyang, his arm needs to heal before he can go on any more missions.” Johnny called his name in the distance.” I have to go, you listen to me, okay. Love you, bye.” He hugged me before jogging after the rest of the boys. 

Yangyang was laying in his bed when I checked in with him, snoozing away. I smiled slightly before going to make some food, knowing both of us needed the nutrition. It wasn’t long before I got a bad feeling in the bottom of my belly, and mind you, my gut has never been wrong. I ran upstairs, suspecting the worst and, after a quick check in Yangyang’s bed, confirmed them. After making sure the stove was turned off I threw myself out the door and ran for Dongyoung’s headquarters. 

It was dead quiet once I arrived, causing an eerie feeling to settle over me. I walked around the house, looking for a way in which I could sneak through without being noticed. I didn’t get far before I felt the cold touch of a gun to the back of my head. I froze, not daring to breathe as I heard a dark chuckle being emitted from the person behind me. 

“Well, well, well. Who do we have here?” I recognised the voice to belong to Renjun, one of the scariest of Dongyoung’s crew. I took a deep sigh, albeit a shaky one. “Hmm, I guess I shouldn’t kill you the first thing I do, considering you are the one who warned us about the attack which was coming. I would also enjoy the drama of killing you in front of your brother and his friends before ending them as well.” He chuckled at the thought and I felt a tear drop from the corner of my eye. He then forced me to walk into the house through the back door, the gun still aimed at the back of my head. 

The sight I was met with in the living room made me cry out and run for my brother, but I was stopped by Renjun, who grabbed my arm and pulled me to his chest, the gun now pointed to my temple. 

Mark was on the floor, clutching his shoulder with Jaemin above him, aiming his own gun at my brother’s figure. Yangyang was passed out on the floor, along with Chenle while Yoonoh and Ten were both backed into a corner, their guns discarded on the floor with Dejun and Kun keeping them against the wall. Johnny was standing in the middle of this, aiming his gun at Dongyoung who was aiming his own gun at Johnny. It was a stand-down between the leaders. Both their heads turned to me at the sound of my outburst, Johnny’s eyes burned with rage while Dongyoung seemed to find the whole situation amusing. 

“Oh, we have an audience, how nice.” Renjun pressed the gun closer to my head. Johnny was stunned. 

“Leave them out of this, they have nothing to do with this!” Dongyoung laughed out loud as Johnny’s rage increased. 

“Nothing to do with this? Oh, you have no idea what your members are up to, do you? Your little doctor over there has been sleeping with the enemy.” He laughed even louder. “They were the one who warned us that you were coming, in hope that they could spare everyone’s lives, isn’t that cute.” His eyes then darkened. “This is how we’re going to do it. You’re going to put your gun down and get on the floor. Then you’re going to take the bullet from this gun to your head without fuss and we may let the rest of your crew live. Given that they won't avenge you, of course.” I tried shaking my head, signalling to Johnny that he shouldn’t do it. I’m not worth dying for, not like this.

Johnny hesitated, his hands starting to shake, he would never be able to make a shot in that state no matter what happened next.

“No?” Dongyoung sighed, feigning disappointment. Then he turned to Renjun. “Kill them.”

“Noooooo!” 

There was a shot and the gun dropped from Renjun’s hand before he had the chance to pull the trigger and he dropped to his knees, clutching his leg. There was a silence before chaos erupted. 

Yoonoh and Ten had thrown themselves for their guns while Mark had managed to overthrow Jaemin and was now the one holding the gun to his head. In a couple of seconds, the standstill had taken a turn. Dongyoung looked around the room, assessing the situation. Renjun was on the floor, bleeding from his leg where the bullet had penetrated. Jeno was standing behind him, holding a gun, ready to shoot anyone who made any sudden movements. Dongyoung scoffed. 

“Love does trump all, huh?” Then, in a flash, he aimed the gun at me and pulled the trigger. I expected a sharp pain, I expected to pass out, I expected to die. Instead, I found Jeno in front of me, clutching his side as he tried staying conscious. I threw myself down on him and tried getting him out of the room as the shooting erupted. 

That evening, believe it or not, all of Johnny’s group was gathered in the living room. Yangyang sat on the couch, face in his hands, Chenle was sitting beside him, an icepack to his head. Yoonoh and Ten were sitting on the second couch, waiting to see how the next couple of minutes would play out. Mark was standing with bandages pressed to his shoulder, where he had been shot earlier in the evening by Jaemin. I was tending to Jeno’s wound in his side, which was serious, but he was alive, he was even conscious on the floor where we had laid him down. Johnny said nothing, he wouldn’t even look at me. To be honest, I would’ve preferred him yelling. 

“So, how long have you been dating now?” Ten was finding the entire ordeal a bit too amusing. I sighed and glared at him, in sync with Johnny who did not share Ten’s attitude towards the situation. He then turned towards me.

“What were you thinking?” Still no yelling.

“I met him before I got involved in all this, okay. I met him in college.” Johnny just shook his head. “Had I told you, you would’ve killed him with no second though because it would’ve meant a weakness within your group, and we couldn’t have that now could we.” He looked down on the floor and turned away from me again. 

“We should let him stay here.” I’ve never seen Johnny turn on someone as quickly as he just turned on Mark. 

“What did you just say?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure Jeno isn’t going to do anything that puts Y/N in danger and that means by default us as well, he also knows all of Dongyoung’s secrets which we really need and Dongyoung is most likely pissed off so he has no chance of going back there. Not after he shot Renjun, the killer machine,  in the leg. We could use him.” 

“I wouldn’t mind that.” All eyes turned towards Jeno who had been silent ever since I’d fixed up his wound. “I would rather not die at the hands of my former leader.” Johnny turned towards Mark again.

“Having him here will only make Dongyoung more determined to have us all dead.”

“He is anyway, this doesn’t change anything.” Johnny sighed, frustrated.

“Fine! But I want eyes on him at all times, he is never to be left alone.” Then he left the room, slamming the door in the process. I turned back to Jeno, checking his bandage one more time. 

“It’s fine, he’ll come to trust you eventually.” I felt a finger under my chin, forcing me to look into Jeno’s eyes. 

“I don’t need his trust at the moment, only your love.” Then he kissed me, long, on the lips. 

“Okay! That’s my cue to leave!” And with that, Mark left the room as well, making puking sounds along the way. 

[australian-desi]

Qurbaan Hua ~ Episode 10-14: Of Murder, Bel-Gadis and The Death of My Favourite Character

There’s a lot of shouting, sorry in advance 

Episode 10

Wow he really had the audacity to ask forgiveness 

Do not tell me he’s the one that killed Saraswati 

He’s trying to intimidate her??????? With what????? 

She actually packs a punch, she pushed him right off of her

See this is the stuff I love about her 

SHE LOCKED THE DOOR FROM THE OUTSIDE AS WELL!!!!!! OMG WHAT A DAY IT HAS BEEN A TELLYWOOD CHARACTER WITH INTELLIGENCE 

And that’s on saying Sarasti instead of Saraswati you swine 

Where is this goddamn mandir, and why did she not take a car or something 

He’s found her (it’s not her fault, she tried her best to hide) and omfggggg she’s right next to a cliff 

I THOUGHT SHE DIED IN CHILDBIRTH OR SOMETHING WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS 

HE THREW HIS HEAVILY PREGNANT WIFE DOWN THE STAIRS AND HE WANTS TO BE THE HEAD PRIEST

HOLY SHIT 

OMG 

WHY AM I HERE 

AND HER COUSIN IS JUST WATCHING THIS HAPPEN

ofcourse Neil’s rakhi breaks just as is sister is dying 

NAVELI BE OUT HERE ACTUALLY JUSTIFYING KILLING HER SISTER WTAFFFFFFFFFFFF 

CAN NEIL LISTEN TO HIS GODDAMN THIRD SENSE AND GO GET HIS SISTER FFSS

WHAT DID I TELL HIM, TAKE YOUR SISTER AND LEAVE BUT NOOOOOO 

MANS IS KILLING HER RUTHLESSLY 

He’s also comparing a position to the love of his unborn child????????????

HOLY SHIT THIS MAN IS GOING TO PIN THE WHOLE MURDER ON DOCTOR BAIG 

KILLLLL MOIIIIII

I KNEW THIS SHOW WAS INTENSE BUT I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR A FULL FLEDGED MURDER 

IT TOOK NEEL AN UNANSWERED PHONECALL, BROKEN RAKHI AND A LECTURE FROM A SAGE TO GET OUT OF THE VEHICLE

NOT THE FEELING OF IMPENDING DOOM AND PANIC 

Here Daddy Pandit is preaching that all human beings are equal, and being Hindu does not make you better or worse than those of other religions 

If these are his thoughts, why does he refuse medical help from people of other religions, I do not understand 

Ummm surely the doctor can tell the marks all over her body are from being physically assaulted and not just from a trivial fall

GOTTA LOVE CHAHAT, WHO IS A FRESH NEW DOCTOR, WAS ABLE TO TELL THAT SOMETHING’S UP, SHE DIDN’T JUST FAINT AND NOT A SENIOR DOCTOR

ALSO SHYAM1.5 IS OUT HERE FULLY READY TO SHIFT THE BLAME AS IF HE BROKE A GLASS OR SOMETHING AND NOT FULLY KILL HIS WIFE 

Episode 11 

Neel, is still running around the house screaming for his sister when it is quite clear no one is there, so good on him

Again I say, for a doctor this man is quite daft - DOCTORS ARE TRAINED TO LOOK FOR ABUSE

The fact my girl has to conduct CPR in the hospital really shows how much it is lacking in medical technology, so I guess Anjali2.0 was fucked from the start

And he’s now talking to Daddy Pandit, who is continuing the pooja as if Neel isn’t even there 

VYASJI IS USELESS, GO LOOK FOR HER ON YOUR OWN YOU DIMWIT 

This dumbass doctor is asking him point blank if it is a case of domestic violence as if he will just admit to it

YOU CALL THE POLICE FOR THE INTERROGATION YOU DONT JUST CONDUCT IT YOURSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HALLWAY 

Pehla banda dekha jo pandit banne ke liye itne paap ekhate kar raha hai 

Also since when did pandits become gunde 

The baby has survived?????? Wow I am proud

Well this is just, holy shit, ummm, religion is an absolute joke when taken to these levels and like the joke is really all on them, because one of their own is a murderer/abuser/womaniser/manipulator 

SARASWATI GET UP AND MURDER HIM BACK COZ WTAF

CAN THE DOCTOR MOVE OUT OF THE GODDAMN WAY SO IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE SHE’S POINTING AT HIM

I KNEW THIS WOULD FKN HAPPEN

HOLY SHIT AND SHE’S GONE 

There goes the only person in Neel’s whole household (apart from Neel) that I liked 

These people are proper dumb, she was clearly pointing at the doctor 

AND IS NO ONE LOOKING AT HIS GLEE OF HIS WIFE’S DEATH

ITS DADDY PANDIT NOT GIVING A SINGLE SHIT THAT HIS DAUGHTER IS MISSING 

HOLLLYYY SHIETTT NEEL GO SEE YOUR SISTER RATHER THAN CARRYING OUT YOUR AINVAYI KE DRAMATICS 

GOOD NOW SHE’S DEAD AND YOUR KAMINA JIJA IS ABOUT TO GET AWAY WITH IT

Omgggggg why have they hit me with the manpain so early in the show, im going to cry 

Holy shiettt my dude is going to get so fucked over this, I can’t 

Episode 12-14

Basically, I’m just very triggered by this whole thing

Neel has lost all sense and is after blood, because murder as revenge does not count as a paap apparently 

Chahat is the only one with half a brain in this whole show, the person with the other half is now dead #rip #IAmStillTraumatisedFromHerDeath

Daddy Pandit is a horrible actor, coz I felt nothing, when he sees his daughter’s dead body, and the fact that I showed more emotion at Saraswati’s death 

Fake Kamini knows something’s up between Shyam1.5 and Naveli, and she does not bat an eye which is worrying 

When Neel ‘saved’ Chahat it was quite hot, it got me going (coz his whole body covers hers, and she clutches on to him tightly and that whole thing)

Ofcourse she faints coz she wouldn’t be an ITV female lead if she didn’t 

Gotta also love how dramatic Neel got, with the whole, the person who’s blood I’m after, his daughter is in my arms, and my sister would also want me to avenge her death

Neel darling, yes she does want you to avenge her death, but I really wish you were a bit smarter to know/bother to find out who actually killed her even though I know this whole thing is a mess, you are an emotional mess and can’t think straight, but please calm down and think 

Also, if I was Daddy Pandit or Neel I would’ve lost my faith in God a long long time ago, so proud of both of them in keeping this religion thing up

HAVE THESE CRAZIES REALISED THAT THE CHILD IS WELL AND ALIVE 

OMFG THAT IN ITSELF IS ENOUGH PROOF THAT THEY DIDN’T KILL SARASWATI

COULDN’T THEY GET A POST-MORTEM REPORT DONE AS WELL WHICH WILL TELL THEM SHE DIED FROM TRAUMA NOT FROM POISONING 

Awww that scene when Saraswati’s spirit comes to Neel to snap him out of his bullshit, that was sweet, hopefully he calms down and is able to get some much needed therapy, and go live happily with Meera

Who am I kidding

HOLY FUCKING SHIT, HE HIT HER WITH A BELL, AND IT FELL AROUND HER NECK, AND THEN LIKE A BEL-GARDI, HE IS DRAGGING HER 

OMG WE’RE LITERALLY AT THE POINT WHERE THE ABUSE HAS LED TO A COMPLETE DEHUMANISATION OF THE FEMALE LEAD 

ALSO ENJOYED THE WHOLE BELL HITTING HER MAANG, SO IT LOOKS LIKE SINDOOR - THAT’S VERY VERY FUCKED 

I CANNOT

WHAT THE FUCK

WHY AM I WATCHING THIS

We’ve gone from occasional forceful arm grabbing to tying a bell around the girl’s neck AND PULLING IT BY IT 

and I’m also lolling at the warning about how they don’t promote this behaviour

OMG DADDY PANDIT IS THE ONLY ONE WITH HUMANITY IN THIS WHOLE VILLAGE HOLY FUCKING SHIT (he’s said how burning the hospital down, going after their life, rioting etc. is not okay and is against everything he has taught his followers) 

NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS DID I THINK THIS MAN WOULD COME OUT AND BE THE MOST SENSIBLE

And he’s keeping her hostage, lovely 

It’s amazing how it’s taken them this long to call law enforcement

Well Neel has well and truly lost it, now he’s having another go at his dad

And Mami has found out that Chahat is in a room and coz of the blood/bell/sindoor situation has assumed that she’s Neel’s gf who he has just gotten married to

I don’t blame her, that’s on Neel locking a woman in his house 

Now I’m wondering can this show get even more fucked than it already is

[randomfandomfamily]

Manic episode just hit and I needed to type all this out.

Anyway, Karmi’s relationship with Hiro infuriates me and Megan’s relationship with Hiro fills me with indecsribable joy.

Analysis ahead, might be kinda ranty, but here we go. And remember, this is just my opinion, y’all ship whoever you want.

Prepare yourselves, folks. If you’ve clicked the Keep Reading button, then you are in for a ride. Buckle up kiddos, because I am dissecting the ever-loving shit out of Karmi and Megan’s relationship with Hiro. There’s a TL;DR at the bottom if you don’t want to go through it all.

Karmi and her petty jealousy have been a source of torment for Hiro since the beginning of the series. And we could go back and forth about how they were both mean to each other, but you know what? When they first met, Hiro tried repeatedly to make things work with her, and she was still a total jerk, being dismissive, making assumptions, and openly insulting him for no reason at all.

Then Hiro covered for her about the project, even though he could have--and should have--told Granville what she had done. I thought for sure that would be a turning point for Karmi, but noooooo. Hiro was nice to her, even though she had been awful to him, and she still super bitchy. Nothing changed.

So yeah, Hiro lashes out at her sometimes. He’s an irritated fourteen year old dealing with a seventeen year old asshole (or sixteen? I’ve seen sixteen floating around, but I’m going with seventeen because that makes more sense timeline-wise) that no one seems to realize is a total asshole. I’d be mad too!

And y’all better not hit me with that, “aw, she just a misunderstood bapy with no social skills, she can’t help it” because she is not misunderstood or some sad uwu bean. Hiro acknowledged that they have a lot in common, and tried to be her friend, and she continuously pushed him away. Karmi had a shot at friendship, a real shot, and she decided ‘nah, i’m just gonna keep being a bitch’, so she gets no sympathy from me.

Hiro even comforted her when she was kicked out of Trengrove’s lecture (despite the fact that she had teased him about not being able to attend) and still, after all that, she’s nice only momentarily. And continues her rivalry with him.

Also, for those saying she was better in Season 2: Where? She was only civil towards Hiro halfway through Season 2 when she needed his help with her serum, and she was still bitchy about it. Like, what the hell Karmi? You came to him.

We’ve seen him start to argue with her, stop, compose himself, and continue in a calmer voice. He’s done it a couple of times. He’s willing to acknowledge that some fights aren’t worth the time and energy, and step back from them. Which is a level of maturity we have yet to see from Karmi, who a few years older than he is.

I’ll give her the ‘broke mind control to save Hiro thing’, but honestly? Not wanting a person to get hurt (or die), or not wanting to kill said person, is kinda the bare minimum of caring for another human being. Other than that, we have no real evidence that she ever really cared about him at all.

Had Karmi made an actual effort into not being so bitchy, I could have seen her and Hiro as friends. The could have been really good friends, actually. But she was just so insufferable all of the time. She could have great development, but she did not. All around, she’s a pretty two-dimensional character fueled by jealousy and competitiveness.

And then we have Megan who, from the get-go, is already a well developed character and, amazingly, isn’t bitchy for no reason!

When Megan teased Hiro about bragging, he kinda recoiled, stammering over his words. Karmi had accused him of thinking he was better than everyone else (”You think you’re some special white blood cell”), and now he’s afraid Megan might start thinking the same thing. So he apologizes because maybe it did come off as though he was bragging, even if he didn’t mean it that way.

Megan obviously doesn’t know  Karmi did to him, it’s possible she doesn’t even knowing anything about Karmi, but she can tell he was worried about it so she reassured him that she was just messing with him. She’s actually very patient with him in regards to his lack of social interaction. 

During their first meeting, Hiro--embarassed and running his hand through his hair--said that it was probably weird that he had his own robot friend (yet another thing Karmi had called him strange for) and sounded genuinely surprised when Megan said she thought it was cool.

Things Karmi said and did are still affecting Hiro, even into Season 2. That, combined with Hiro’s already limited social skills, means he has a hard time making friends. Megan is very patient with him in that regard. She’s willing to work through the awkwardness and the overbearing aunt, because Hiro is a person she genuinely likes and wants to hang out with.

And Hiro isn’t pushing her away either, like Karmi did to him (he sometimes had to deal with hero life, but he never really let that interfere with their relationship). He’s actively trying to be better at the whole ‘social interaction’ thing. Meaning their friendship--and possibly more than that--is based on putting in actual effort.

But after Megan found out that Hiro had been keeping his identity a secret from her, she was upset. Of course she was upset. That was her case! Her mission! And Hiro knew the whole time! You can’t expect her to just brush it off. I certainly would’ve needed an adjustment period.

Then she saw what Big Hero did for the city. How much they were risking. Hiro threw himself into an unstable portal over and over again trying to catch Sirque, even though that place is a literal nightmare for him. He could have been trapped in there, or seriously hurt, or maybe worse, but he still did it.

And after seeing the team in action, Megan realized that Hiro was right. The police didn’t have the tech or the knowledge to deal with this kind of stuff.

Hiro said that whatever Megan did with the information was her choice, and she chose to not only keep their secret, but write a whole article on why their identities needed to be kept secret. Her father is obviously not going to be happy about that, but she did it anyway. Because it was right. And also because Hiro is her friend.

TL;DR

---Karmi put no effort into being a nicer person and was only ever kind to Hiro when she needed his help or when they were in mortal danger. (having a two second heartfelt moment after being kicked out of a lecture does not count as being nice. that’s just not being bitchy for once.)

---Megan was kind right from the start, has developed a good relationship with Hiro, hit a rough patch, worked through it, realized Hiro was trying to do the right thing, and are still friends. (how their relationship will grow from here remains to be seen.)

---All in all, Megan and Hiro’s relationship has developed more in just a few episodes than Hiro and Karmi’s did in a season and a half.

Obviously, I don’t expect everyone to agree with me on this. In fact, I’m absolutely positive that there are going to be people who very much disagree with me on many levels. This is a very popular ship in the fandom, for some reason, and people are going to defend it. Because that’s what fandoms do.

And like, I’m not telling people to not ship Hiro and Karmi. I may not understand why you would ship them, but y’all can do whatever you want. Tone can be hard to interpret through a screen, but this isn’t meant to be an angry or aggressive post. I’m just making observations and expressing an opinion.

Needless to say, this isn’t gonna stop people from shipping them, and I don’t expect it to. I just wanted to throw this out there in case there were other people who agreed with me. I’ve been on the quiet side of fandoms before, the side where someone has an opinion about something, but never sees anyone agreeing with them on it, so they’re afraid to make their own post, and then it just never gets out there.

Welp. This is the post. The unpopular opinion, complete with a rant. Me am big kid and I’m making the post. Enjoy maybe, but probably not. Peace out, scouts!

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Worthy Chapter 2: Adjusting FFXV A/B/O Promnis

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Ignis Scientia was true to his word and had arranged for a discrete transport back to Niflheim for Prompto.  The only catch was he would have to travel the day after the royal banquet. The blond would have to remain in Noctis’ quarters until that time.  With this plan came the realization that Prompto would have to spend the night, twice, in an unfamiliar place.

 He was nervous at first when the idea was brought up.  Ignis had called Noct right after they had eaten dinner to tell him the news, since he was still in meetings.  The prince of Lucis seemed to take it in stride and announced quite casually that they were roomies for a few days.

 Prompto was secretly grateful that Noct was nice and a beta.  He didn’t know what would have happened if he had to share space with an alpha.  He was nineteen and really needed to get over his fear, but it was easier said than done.  Alphas scared the shit out of him. Not having had a single good alpha experience until earlier that day with Scientia, Prompto had been avoiding them most of his life.

 His mother was a beta, as had been the king.  The astrals clearly wanted to turn the tables, and his step-father had produced a litany of alphas in his wake.  His first wife must have been pregnant for years, and she was guilty of the worst of the bunch. Five sons, all alphas, and they were all dicks.   She died due to complications of the fifth birth. Wife number two came along and popped out three more alphas. She requested a divorce when her youngest was barely weaned.   She cited difficulties with the eldest sons as the issue.

 Wife number three managed to survive a little longer. She produced four more alphas to the king and unfortunately was caught cheating.  The separation was quick, and Prompto sees her around visiting her sons from time to time. The king never wished to bar her from her children.

 Wife number four, Prompto’s mother, met the king at a party, and it was love at first sight.  They were able to spend several happy years together, and the king accepted her only son without question.   Prompto had been fourteen when they married.

 The king’s death was due to illness, and it shook his mother terribly when he passed.  She remained strong for her son and carried on in the role of queen for the people. The general populous had grown to like her, and his step-brothers knew if they kicked her out bad press would follow.    

 So here he was, two years later, and still no further up the line to the throne.  If anything, after the king’s death, his chances had gotten worse. Thinking about his lack of a future was depressing.   If only he’d been born an alpha. Then maybe he could have stood a chance.

 Prompto realized he was spacing out again when Noct sighed loudly and cleared his throat.

 “You okay over there?  I know this is all kinda weird.”

 “Huh? Oh, I’m fine. I’m just thinking about stupid stuff.”

 “Judging by your facial expression, it didn’t look stupid.”

 The blond laughed nervously. He wasn’t used to people actually talking      to     him.  His mother didn’t count. She never pushed for fear of upsetting him.  “I’m okay really.”

 “Fine, if you say so.  How late do you want to stay up?  I’ve got lots more games we could play, or if you would rather be left alone, I get that.  This must all be very overwhelming,” Noct replied.

 Prompto bit his lips trying to think of a response.  Yes, he was overwhelmed, but the prince didn’t contribute to that feeling.  It was being in a new place with the constant fear of running into people he didn’t know that worried him the most. “I don’t need to be left alone; it helps to be with someone.” He offered softly.  “I’m glad you’re not an alpha.”

 “Well, you’d be one of the few to admit that.  Most people seem to think royalty should be an alpha.  I have no idea how you deal with it, since you’re an omega.”

 “No one notices me, so not many people talk about it.”

 Noct didn’t respond right away, but looked confused for a moment.  “Do you not give them a chance to notice you? Do you hide instead?”

 Prompto nodded slowly.  “It’s easier that way.”

 “Huh, interesting.”  Noct pondered.

 It was obvious that there was more on the prince’s mind, but he chose not to say anything else.  Prompto could only assume he’d realized that their lives were completely opposite. Picking up the game controller once more, he smiled, hoping Noct would understand.  The rest of the evening progressed until Prompto passed out on the sofa.

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 Opening the door to the suite, Gladio immediately noticed the distinct smell of omega.  Ignis had been correct: the young Niflheimian prince had a unique scent. He’d been briefed earlier that morning by the advisor on how to handle the newcomer.  Apparently, he suffered from a severe fear of alphas.

 Ignis was extremely busy setting up the banquet for later that evening, so he’d sent Gladio to collect Noct.  However, he was given strict instructions not to approach Prompto unless he was comfortable first. As Gladio trudged into the main room, he realized this would be a difficult request.  The two princes’ had clearly stayed up far too late and had fallen asleep in the living room.

 Noct was sprawled out over a large armchair and snoring lightly.  He could literally fall asleep anywhere. Prince Prompto seemed more relaxed and was sleeping on the sofa.  The shield seriously debated leaving the suite and calling Noct on his cell phone. There was no way he was going to be able to wake Noct up without disturbing Prince Prompto.

 Secretly, he knew his charge wouldn’t rouse from a simple phone call, so he had no choice but to go the old fashioned route.  Taking a deep breath and focusing on releasing calming pheromones, he slowly walked over to Noct. Sitting down on the coffee table in front of Noct, he reached out and shook the sleeping prince by his shoulders.

 “Noooooo,” Noct groaned.  “Five more hours.” He pleaded.

 “Don’t you mean five more minutes, princess?” Gladio snickered.

 “NO!” he grumbled trying to sleep again.

 “Come on. Ignis needs you to get up so you can go rehearse your speech and do other royal bullshit.”

 “Why me?”  Noct lamented.

 “You know I’m more than willing to carry you to your next appointment in yesterday’s clothes, I’m not Ignis,” Gladio offered with a smirk.   He was about to add more when a quiet yelp from behind him caught his attention. Their guest had most likely woken up, but he didn’t dare look to confirm it.  Judging by the sudden change in the omegas scent, he was scared.

 Noct made an attempt to sit up fully.   “Gladio, ya know it would be easier to wake up if you weren’t pumping out such a relaxing scent right now.”  The dark haired prince yawned loudly and managed to pry his eyes open. “What gives?”

 Gladio looked at Noct and rolled his eyes.  “Are you going to introduce me to your new friend?” he asked instead of verbally berating the prince for his lack of awareness.  He truly was a smart man, but sometimes he missed the painfully obvious.

 “Huh? Oh, Prompto, yeah sure.”  Noct seemed to finally take in the state of his guest and threw a puzzled look over Glaido’s shoulder. “Hey, are you okay? What’s the matter?”

 The strangled noise that came as a reply was heartbreaking.  The poor guy was terrified. Gladio still hadn’t turned around fully and was waiting for Noct to sort the young prince out.  Opting to keep his body relaxed and his eyes down cast, he waited for Prompto’s scent to change.

 “This is just my shield, Gladio.  He won’t hurt you. It’s okay.” Noct didn’t wait for a response this time and quickly clambered out of the chair, stumbling over Gladio in the process.  “I promise he’s really good at keeping princes alive. You have nothing to worry about.”

 Finally, Prompto uttered a response he could actually hear.  “O—Okay.”

 Gladio took this small utterance as permission to finally face the Prince.  “Highness, it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Gladiolus Amicitia, shield to prince Noctis.”

 “Hi,” was all the blond haired man managed to squeak.  His bright blue eyes were huge and threatening to bulge out of his head.   Then, as if something suddenly distracted him, he furrowed his brow. “You keep mentioning a shield, but you’re not carrying one.”

 Gladio answered before Noct could.  “I act as his bodyguard, so it’s more of a metaphorical shield.”    

 “Why wasn’t Lord Amicitia with you yesterday when you found me?” Prompto blurted.

 Noct started turning a few shades of pink and looked away.

 “Sometimes he ignores the rules and sneaks out.  From the sounds of it, I may need to start training you, too, if this one managed to subdue you.”

 Noct smirked and then frowned.  “Hey! What are you insinuating?”  

  A small giggle broke the tension, and Prompto quickly covered his mouth to try and hide his smile.

 “He made fun of you, too!” Noct exclaimed.

 “True, but I’ve not had training, so I believe the insult is worse for you.”        

 Looking directly at Prompto, the shield nodded in agreement. “Highness, please feel free to call me Gladio. Lord Amicitia is my father's’ title.”

 “He’s the king's bodyguard, right?” Prompto asked quickly.

 “Correct. My family has been protecting the Lucis Caelums for generations.”

 “That is so amazing that you get a bodyguard,” Prompto mused.

 “You don’t have a personal guard back home?”  Noct asked incredulously. “I would have thought you being an omega meant you’d get extra protection.”  Prompto stayed silent and looked at the floor. “Uh – damn, that sucks.” Noct sighed.

 “I’m afraid I have to steal Noct away for a few hours.  Will you be alright in the suite by yourself?” Gladio asked.

 “I think so. No one else new will come in, correct?”

 “That’s correct, Highness. I do have a trusted beta guard on duty nearby, and I will give you his phone number.  If anything urgent comes up, call him and he’ll help you until we get back,” Gladio announced.

 “What’s their name?” Prompto asked slowly.  “They won’t come in here unless I ask, right?”

 “His name is Nyx, and no, he won’t come in unless you ask.  He’s patrolling this wing, so he won’t be in front of the door.  He’s been told to keep an eye on the corridor and make sure no one disturbs you.”

 “What should I do if someone knocks on the door?”

 “Ignore it.  If you sense danger, hide and call Nyx.”

 The last statement seemed to calm the fair haired prince. “Ok, I can handle that. Will you all be returning for lunch?”

 “No guarantees.  Ignis likes to keep a tight schedule.  I will check with him and get a message to you one way or another.”

 “I have Noctis’ phone number,  so he can text me.”

 “I told you a bunch of times already, it’s alright to call me Noct.”  Prompto bobbed his head in response and smiled.

 Gladio stood up and gave a slight bow to Prompto before walking towards the door.  “I’ll wait outside for you, Noct.” He continued on his way and went to seek out Nyx with an update.  Once he was confident all was well, Gladio directed his sleepy prince towards his next meeting.

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     “One more meeting to go, highness, and then you are done for the day.” Ignis sighed.  “I’ve worked to clear your schedule for the afternoon, so you can rest before the banquet.”

 “Good, Prompto and I can play more video games together.  He likes all the same ones I do.”

 “Do remember you need to rehearse your speech. Don’t waste away the entire afternoon gaming.”

 “Yeah, I know, but it’s nice to have someone around my age who likes the same stuff.  I don’t know how he doesn’t go crazy at home. It sounds like he’s got nobody to hang out with besides his mom.” Noct paused with a frown.  “I’m not knocking that. It’s nice she’s there for him, but he’s alone the rest of time. I have you and Gladio, but he’s stuck there in a sea of stupid alphas. No offence, but his step brothers sound like grade A assholes.”

 Ignis went quiet suddenly.  Noct had enough issues being a beta prince; he could only imagine the hardships Prompto must endure.  “Did you happen to figure out his real reason for visiting?”

 “No, I tried to pry lightly, but he seemed unwilling to talk about it.  I know that sightseeing bullshit was a lie. I can’t figure out what would be worth all the trouble he went through to get here.”

 “Perhaps in time he will tell us.  Do you think you will try and stay in touch once he returns home?”

 Noct shook his head and threw a look at Ignis.  “Who do you think I’ve been texting all morning?”

 “Though I’m upset at your lack of manners during meetings, I will commend your effort at making a new friend.”

 The final meeting of the day was blessedly canceled, and the trio made their way back to Noct’s royal chambers.  Ignis spotted Nyx nearby when they approached and gave a discreet nod for his help. The advisor had selected Nyx specifically due to his dynamic and good natured attitude.  The man also knew how to keep a secret, and that was essential.

 “You did warn him that Gladio and I were both coming, correct?” Ignis asked as he went to unlock the door.

 “Yeah, he knows. Want me to go in first?”

 Ignis didn’t answer but pushed the door open and allowed Noct to slip past him.  “Gladio, do remember to give Prompto his personal space.”

 “I have been through diverse dynamics training Iggy.  I’m not an animal. I did really well this morning. You would’ve been proud.”

 “That fact that I let you come alone should have been indication enough that I trust you explicitly,”  Ignis calmly offered. Gladio smiled, and if he puffed up his chest slightly, Ignis chose not to comment.      

 When they walked into the living room, both princes were talking a mile a minute.  Prompto had found a hidden level in a game they’d played the night before. Noct was regaling him with tales of the boring council meeting he’d had to endure.  

 “Two peas in pod, huh?” Gladio admitted when he noticed the exchange.

 Ignis shook his head but still smiled at the sight.  “I’ll be in the kitchen preparing lunch if you need me.”  Gladio nodded but ended up following him in with an excuse of not being able get a word in edgewise.  The two younger men had tuned out the Eos around them.

 He was halfway through cutting a sandwich when Gladio piped up again. “Why are you taking extra care with prince Prompto?”

 “Hmmm, whatever do you mean?”

 “I’ve never seen you so hyper focused on someone else’s well being aside from Noct in a long time.”

 “I care about others,” Ignis huffed with a pout.

 “Shit.” Gladio grumbled.  “Not what I meant. Uh – how do I put this – you have been treating him exactly like Noct.”

 That made him pause.  Had he really been doing that? “I merely wish to ensure his safety since he’s here unaccompanied.  I wouldn’t want to have to face his mother should something happen.”

 Gladio titled his head in thought.  “I get that, and if he stays in touch with Noct once he’s back home, then you can make sure he’s doing okay.”

 Ignis was struck with an odd thought after Gladio stopped talking.  Why would he care about this strange omega so much? They’d barely spoken more than few sentences since he’d arrived yesterday.   However, he felt drawn to the blond. Not really wanting to blame base dynamic chemistry, Ignis shooed the idea away and finished fixing lunch.

 Thankfully, lunch was an easy affair, despite a slightly rocky start.  Prince Prompto had been visibly nervous to be at the table with Gladio and himself.  For once, Noct’s complete lack of tact actually helped. He’d picked up right away that his new friend was behaving differently in front of his retainers, so the dark-haired prince simply announced that his alpha friends didn’t bite.

 Gladio had to work hard to stifle a laugh, which unexpectedly set Prompto off in a giggle.  The tension was broken and lunch continued. Noct, of course, chose to ignore Ignis’ piercing gaze from across the table.  Years of etiquette training, and he throws it away in the blink of an eye.

 Lunch was soon over and more work beckoned, as Ignis had to verify things were getting done properly for the banquet.   He quickly said his goodbyes and slipped out to return to work. However, he couldn’t seem to shake the empty feeling he had once he’d left the suite.  Was it even possible for an omega to make someone feel this way? He had no time to dwell on the thought, since he had a banquet to coordinate.

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   “You sure you’ll be okay?” Noct asked for a third time.

 “Yes, I’ll be fine.” Prompto sighed.  “You said that beta soldier was stationed nearby again, right?”

 “Yep, Nyx. He’s really nice, and he will be available if you need him right away.”

 Prompto nodded and leaned into the sofa cushion to rest his head. “How long will you have to stay?”

 “Ugh, I have to make a speech at around eight, and then Iggy will want me to meet and greet.  Blech, I detest talking to total snots.”

 “Hopefully you won’t have to talk to my step-brothers too much.  Alban is only there to meet chicks.”

 Noct laughed at the admission.  “I hope he realizes that the women that attend these functions are horrible.  All they want is your money and title. Iggy has to beat them off with a stick sometimes if they come after me.”

 “That’s really nice that you have Scientia to do that for you.”

 “You can call him Ignis. He wouldn’t mind.  I’m sure of it, actually, since he’d been nothing but super nice to you.”

 “What do you mean?” Prompto asked.

 “He’s been treating you better than me!  Asking Nyx to do guard duty is huge. The man’s a decorated, high-ranking soldier; he graduated past guarding a door a long time ago.   Iggy has also been controlling his scent around you. Gladio, too, but I think Iggy told him to do that,” Noct offered.

 “Really?” The blond mumbled. “Those are good things, though, right?”

 “Yeah, totally. It just means he likes you is all.”

 “I’m only an omega. There’s no reason for him to do any of that.  He’s being nice, because you would get mad otherwise.”

 Noct narrowed his eyes at Prompto.  “Nah, I know Iggy, and he wouldn’t act like without a good reason.  I’m pretty sure I’m not the reason.”

 “Oh.” Prompto wasn’t sure what to think of that information.   What did Noct mean by ‘like’? He knew the prince had to leave soon, but he wished he could go with him and see all the people dressed up. “Will you have your phone?” He asked finally.

 “Yeah, I’ll send you pictures when I can.  There are always some really funny people wandering around.”

 “Is it okay to use the kitchen when I get hungry later?” Prompto asked when Noct stood up to retrieve his shoes.

 “Oh, I almost forgot Iggy’s got dinner being delivered for you. It will be the same catering as the banquet, so you get to taste the food.   See! Yet another nice thing my advisor has done for you!” Noct exclaimed.

 “Will I have to talk to someone for the food?” Prompto asked nervously.

 “Nah, the dumbwaiter in the kitchen will buzz, and you can go collect it.  It only fits a tray of food, so you’ll be safe.”

 The blond relaxed and smiled.  It appeared his hosts had thought of everything.  “Don’t forget to send me stuff.”

 Noct smiled. “I won’t, don’t worry.  I wish I could stay here with you and be lazy, but duty calls.  Gladio should be here any minute. Call me if something urgent comes up. Otherwise, I think you should be fine.”

 Prompto instinctively ducked down behind the couch when Gladio showed up to collect Noctis.  The alpha had changed into formal robes and he looked very handsome. Gladio smiled at him and waved goodbye when they left a few minutes later.  Suddenly wondering what Ignis was wearing, Prompto hoped Noctis would send him a picture.

>Next Chapter 3

[thisisthedungeonthatneverends]

Am I the Only One (Alt: Everyone else has had more sex than me)

Ships: libnyx, regclar, gladnis, promptis

Rating: M

Words: 2908

In which Nyx Ulric seems cursed to walk in on EVERYONE having sex and wonders if he is the only one in all of Insomnia NOT getting laid today. Check the reblogs for the AO3 link.

It was as if His Majesty had declared an official Everybody Gets Laid Day but no one told Nyx Ulric. He just came in to drop off the latest reports from the warfront with the King. That’s it. That’s all Nyx had to do today and the rest would be spent drinking beer and watching the professional chocobo racing semi-finals. Simple day. When he knocked on the door to King Regis’ office, however, his day turned from simple to weird in 2.53 seconds. “Bullocks, I forgot Nyx was coming! Quickly Clarus…” “Regis, I was almost coming…” Nyx raised a suspicious eyebrow and wondered if he should knock again. When he heard a muffled umf from the other side he decided against it. Were they…noooooo, they couldn’t be…could they? “One moment, please!” Regis called out, a hint of mild distress in his voice. Nyx cleared his throat. “In your own time, Your Majesty.” He heard some shuffling and the distinct sound of a chair being dragged across the hard wood floor then someone, presumably Regis, loudly clearing their throat. “You may enter.” Nyx shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts of were His Majesty and Clarus Amicitia really just… He pushed open the heavy doors and approached the desk where the King sat looking as pristine and regal as ever. Nyx bowed and placed the thick folder containing the reports requested of him on the desk. “Here are the reports from the warfront as requested, Your Majesty. Our forces are holding the newest influx of Imperial warships at bay for the time being. They aren’t gaining any ground, but neither are we. Captain Drautos is requesting reinforcements.” Before Regis could respond, a faint scuffing sound came from under the large desk. Nyx could not help but look down and when he did his eyes widened at the sight of the toe of a boot juuuuust peaking out. Regis seemed frozen in place. “I’lllookitoverthankyouNyx,” Regis prattled his words together. “Thatisallyouaredismissed.” It took every ounce of concentration Nyx had to look up from the boot he knew did not belong to Regis and every ounce of balance to bow without falling on his face. “Y-yes Your Majesty…um…good day.” He turned on his heals and literally power walked to the door. Nyx had retreated from the bloodiest of battles with less urgency than that of which he swung open the doors of the Kings office and ran like his life depended on it. And after interrupting Regis and Clarus now undoubtedly having sex, he wasn’t sure his life DIDN’T depend on it.

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Once he was a safe distance away from that office he stopped to catch his breath. Not that he couldn’t run faster and farther than any other Glaive save for possibly the captain, but what he was running from had knocked the wind clean out of him. He needed to wash his face and take a leak. Yes, he thought, that would help. He could then go home and watch the races and never have to think of the King and the Shield… Nope. Not thinking about it. By the time he reached the nearest restroom, the initial shock had mostly worn off. Good for them, he thought. Two old widowers finding love again…kinda romantic if he thought about it that way. Nyx wished for a passing moment if he would ever find love. His last girlfriend had been a clingy, nagging bitch and the boyfriend before her cheated and blamed HIM for “never being dtf.” No one would ever understand his life of service to the crown, he thought. Nyx was relieved to find the bathroom empty. Not many were in this wing of the citadel at this time of day, so he could at least relieve himself in peace. So he whistled an idle tune as he did so, and almost sprayed the damn ceiling when he was startle by a loud BANG! Someone, or rather two someones, arms tangled around each other and seemingly attached at the face, had just burst through the bathroom door. Was that…noooo…Astrals, that WAS him. First Clarus and now GLADIOLUS Amicitia! The other man, shorter with a much slighter build, dark blonde hair, and glasses was…what was his name? The Prince’s adviser he knew for sure. Something flamey, right? Nyx wasn’t sure how long he had been standing there at the urinal dick in hand staring at the young couple, or how long the couple had been staring back at him before he realized crap, I should probably put my dick away now. “Don’t mind me,” Nyx said before his brain could stop his mouth. “Just…peeing. Done now.” He zipped himself up and tiptoes around the couple who just stood frozen like a centuries old erotic statue that made schoolboys giggle in order to get to the sink to wash his hands for not as long as health code dictates. Once again, Nyx rushed out of a room so two people who were apparently trying to fuck could have their privacy. He wiped his wet hands on his coat and laughed. “Damn, did I miss a “National Fuck Day” memo or something? At least all the love in the air wasn’t making the front of his pants get tight. No, not in the least.

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After accidentally witnessing two “encounters” in the span of five minutes, Nyx needed fresh air. A nice walk in the gardens should clear his fuddled head, right? Right. Once again the shock wore off as he strolled through one of the citadel’s many gardens and he found himself happy for Gladiolus and…DAMN what was his name? Two people who served the crown, who understood how important duty was to each other, were able to find time to share an intimate moment. Now Nyx was jealous. Why couldn’t he have that? He whistled as he strolled along and - IGNACIO! That was the advisers name. Now Nyx could stop kicking himself for being a dumbass. At any rate he whistled and strolled along peacefully until he was just about ready to head home, shower, jerk off, throw on some sweatpants, and settle down with pizza, beer and the tv remote. That was until he heard a faint sound – specifically a faint moan – from behind one of the hedges. Not again, he thought. As he continued walking trying and failing to ignore the erotic sounds, they grew louder and Nyx realized with a sinking feeling he was getting closer to rather than farther from the action. “Mm yes Prompto…” “Fuck, Noct, you feel so good…” Nyx. Froze. Right. There. Noct? Noctis? As in PRINCE Noctis? Nyx had to know. Curse his life dammit he HAD to know! He marched to the hedge the sound was coming from, swung back the branch…and immediately regretted every life decision that had lead him to this time and place. On the ground on his knees was a young blond haired blue eyed man who Nyx vaguely recognized from a few photos who was currently BALLS DEEP in the PRINCE who lay on his back with his legs pushed up against his chest. Upon seeing Nyx, both men screamed. As did Nyx. When the screaming had subsided, Nyx just stood there with jaw on the ground while Noctis and…he called him Pom-something-or-other, Nyx neither knew nor cared, scrambled around on the ground search for their cloths. “Nyx, what the hell!!!” Noctis shouted as he stood and shimmied into his pants. “First you’re gonna cock block me and now you’re just gonna stand there like an ass?!” Nyx blinked rapidly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry it’s just…FUCK!” He threw up his hands and stepped back. “First the fathers, then both sons, Shiva’s TITS how is this my LIFE!?” And for the third time that afternoon, Nyx got the hell out of there.

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Finally, FINALLY Nyx was home. After a shower and some relief by his own hand he slipped into an old pair of sweatpants and a tshirt, ordered pizza and headed to the fridge. It was beer o’clock for Nyx, and it hadn’t come soon enough. He opened the door and reached for the shelf that was usually designated for alcohol… to find only one beer remaining. Well Hell. He wasn’t going back out lest he interrupt another session of dicking, so he sighed and accepted that one beer would have to do. He settled down on the couch and turned on the tv. The races were just about to start and Nyx smiled. Just in time. But as he watched the races, his mind drifted back to Noctis and his blond lover Pom-something. They started out friends and grew into lovers, Nyx mused. Damn. Everyone seemed to be finding love, or at least ass, except him. He knew Cor Leonis, the Crownsguard martial, was seeing someone, as was fellow Glaive Crowe Altus. He didn’t know of anyone else off hand, but the captain was always gallivanting off somewhere. Maybe he was with someone too? Nyx shrugged and downed the last swig of beer. Soon he heard his doorbell ring. Damn, he’d just gotten comfortable, too. Today was simply not the right day to by Nyx Ulric. He begrudgingly stood and went to answer the door, expecting pizza. What he saw when he answered the door was actually better: his lifelong friend Libertus, carrying a case of their favorite brew. Nyx smiled. “I love you.” Libertus laughed and entered through the open doorway. “Bit dramatic tonight, aren’t we? Have a rough day doing the captains job or what?” “Yeah, or what,” Nyx sort-of answered. “Man you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve seen today.” “Tell me about it!” Libertus said, setting the case of beer on the coffee table. “I saw something I’ll be prayin’ to Ifrit for the next hundred years to burn out of my mind.” Nys took his place in his recliner after grabbing a beer for himself, while Libertus sprawled out on the couch with his own. “Oh yeah?” Libertus nodded. “Crowe. Like a little sis to me, right? Well I went to the gym today to get my phone charger, and I had to walk in on her…” Libertus washed down a look of disgust with a long drink from his can. “I walked in the locker room and there she was on the bench gettin’ fucked by, you ain’t gonna believe this shit, COR LEONIS!!! Nyx actually laughed in spite of himself. “Man, I wish I could say I was surprised, but I learned something fun about our King today.” Libertus, wide eyed, slammed his beer on the table. “Fuck off!” “His Majesty and his Shield, Clarus Amicitia. I went to drop off those reports like Drautos was supposed to have done yesterday, right?” Well I heard’em fumbling around in there and when the King finally let me in Clarus was hiding under the desk. UNDER the DESK, can you believe that shit?” Libertus slowly shook his head. “I need another beer. Okay, okay,” he reached for one more can from the case, “I got another one for ya. Crowe and Cor aren’t the only Glaive-Guard match-up going on. When I went out to the parking lot I saw Luche and Monica steaming up the windows of Luche’s car.” “Now THAT I’m surprised at. I though Luche was was on a strict sausage diet!” Libertus laughed. “Apparently not. Unless there’s something Monica ain’t tellin’ us about then-” Libertus was interrupted by the doorbell. “That’d be pizza!” Nyx excitedly declared. “Lemme get this and I’ll tell you who ELSE I caught together today.” “DAMN! Was today some kinda sex holiday that I forgot about?” “I know right!” Pizza way paid for and divvied out, and the chocobo races were long forgotten in the midst of two grown men gossiping like schoolgirls. “So,” Nyx mumbled around a mouth full of pepperoni and cheese, “I was in the bathroom at the citadel takin a leak. In stumble Gladiolus Amicitia and Ignacio, groping and stuck to each others faces.” Libertus made a strange face. “Gladiolus and who?” “The Prince’s adviser. You know him?” Libertus laughed so hard and long he made himself cough. “I know him but apparently you don’t. The name’s IGNIS you dingus!” Nyx rolled his eyes. “Whatever, I was close wasn’t I? Anyway, The adviser and shield to the Prince are together and speaking of the Prince, I caught HIM getting fucked six ways to Saturday by some blond guy in the palace gardens.” “Whathahell,Mn!” Libertus tried to say with his mouth full of stuffed crust. He swallowed and washed his fourth slice of pizza down with another swig of his third beer. “Is everybody gettin’ tail but us?” Nyx shrugged. “Apparently. I haven’t had anyone but Rosy Palm sense I dumped that bimbo Steph three months ago.” Libertus let out a low whistle. “You’re loooong overdue, Buddy. Then again it’s been almost two months for me.” For some reason it went silent after that. The races were half over and they had no idea who was on the leaderbord. They didn’t care though. It was nice to just be two buddies with pizza, booze, and each others company.

Libertus stretched and stood. “Not headin’ out already are you?” Nyx asked. “Hell no, you can’t get rid of me that easy.” He pointed his thumb towards the bathroom. “Gonna break the seal.” Nyx nodded and for some inexplicable reason watched his friend walk away. Did his hips always…sway like that? Hu. Nyx turned up the tv while Libertus was in the bathroom, intending to catch up on what he’d missed of the races in favor of gossip. His favorite racer was on the leaderbord, so he was happy. Libertus returned soon and sat on one side of the couch instead of sprawling out like he had before. Nyx yawned and stood. “My turn.” As he walked away he got the distinct feeling of being watched, but it wasn’t unpleasant. In fact he was sure he didn’t mind a bit if Libertus was staring at his ass. If Nyx was anyone but himself, he’d stare at his ass, too. He wasn’t too humble to admit he had a nice ass. So did Libertus, actually… funny, he’d never considered his best friend’s ass before but now that he did, it was a good thing his pants were as baggy as they were because hello… Man, he was one thirsty sunuvabitch. A commercial for some kind of candy was on when he returned and instead of going back to his recliner, Nyx sat on the couch next to Libertus. He sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. Libertus rested a reassuring hand On Nyx’s shoulder. “Guys like us got it rough, my friend. It’s hard to find someone who understands the sort of life we live and even when we do, who has time to actually do anything? Nyx laughed humorlessly. “Apparently five different couples judging by what we saw today. I don’t know how the ones you saw ended up together, but Regis and Clarus, they’ve both had broken hearts and patched each other up. Gladiolus and IGNIS, I got it right that time, they understand each other because they both run circles around the Prince, and then the Prince and the blonde kid started off as friends and now they’re apparently lovers.” Libertus nodded thoughtfully. “Where’s that for us?” Broken hearts. Service to the crown. Friends. Nyx eyed Libertus carefully to judge weather or not his friend was thinking the same thing as him. And was it just him or did Libertus’ hand seen to be slowly sliding down his back? He chanced a full look at Libertus now and…were they…yup, their faces were closer, much closer, no more than a couple inches apart. Nyx smiled. “I think I just found it.” Nyx never hesitated with anything, so he didn’t hesitate to close the distance between them and kiss the man who’d been his best friend sense before he could remember. Libertus, to Nyx’s relief, welcomed the kiss, returning is with more intensity than Nyx had imagined. He slipped the hand that had in fact been making its way down Nyx’s back under the back of Nyx’s shirt. It was bold, but then so was Libertus, and it made Nyx hum against Libertus’ mouth and deepen the kiss. Nyx hands found his new lover’s thigh, and Libertus shifted his hips, causing Nyx fingers to brush against a very impressive bulge. Eventually Nyx had to breath, and as munch as he hated to admit it, he couldn’t do that very well with someone else’s tongue down his throat. So he pulled away and opened his eyes to be met with a lustful gaze from Libertus. “You know,” Nyx said somewhat breathlessly, “You’ve had a bit to drink tonight.” Libertus chuckled. “You’re not taking advantage of me, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Nyx smirked. “No, it’s just that it might not be legal for you to drive. Wanna crash here tonight?” He made his true intentions known with a wink and a subtle roll of his hips. Libertus smiled that warm welcoming smile that Nyx had grown to love over the years, and hoped he would grow to love even more. He didn’t say a word, but he answered with a kiss.

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Rooms on Fire Chapter 19: Engagement Party

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"Noooooo..." you groaned as you moved from your warm and cozy spot in Hitoshi's arms to hit the snooze button on your alarm. You had a long day ahead of you and you weren't quite ready for it. You and Hitoshi had been out very late last night for a mission you were both working on, and lucky Hitoshi got to sleep in. You, on the other hand, had plans to meet Ochako for brunch then help with a ton of wedding planning errands then help her get ready for her and Midoriya's engagement party later that evening.

It had been 2 months since you and Hitoshi made up and a lot had happened during that time. Hitoshi's career had blown up so he was working more than ever now and you two even got to work several missions together. He had also moved in. The two of you were surprised how natural it felt living together and combining your belongings. Cat was instant buds with Binx, Salem, and Hades. You and Hitoshi decided to get a larger bed since all three kitties and Hades liked to sleep with the two of you. However, Hitoshi wasn't the biggest fan of when he came home late from a mission and Hades was in his spot on the bed and refused to move. Trying to move a 90lb pitbull who kept wiggling out of his grasp without waking you was impossible. You kept reassuring Hitoshi that Hades would warm up to him eventually, but he had trouble believing you.

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"Shuuut uuup." you smacked your alarm clock again, but used too much strength and broke it. "Fucking shitbags." you grumbled crawling out from under the covers. Hitoshi was a deep sleeper and was still passed out. You looked over at him sleeping peacefully with Cat on his pillow snuggled in his hair and Salem crawling up to take the space your body occupied. "You lucky bastard." you said as you leaned down to kiss his cheek. A soft smile formed on his face even though he was still asleep. You were about to die of a cuteness overload. You got your phone and snapped a photo of sleeping smiling Hitoshi surrounded by purring cats. Your heart was so full of the love for them.

You went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. You loved the big tub your bathroom had, but you loved the shower just as much. It was roomy, covered in dark stone, and had several shower heads. After a few minutes, the whole bathroom was like a steam room because of how hot the shower was. You got undressed and climbed in letting out a satisfied sigh as the hot water rained down from the showerhead relaxed your sore muscles.

"Mind if I join you?"

You jumped as you heard Hitoshi's question causing him to laugh. "Sorry gorgeous I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay Tiger, and no I don't mind." You said turning around to look at him.

Hitoshi yawned and gave you a sleepy smile as he stepped into the shower. He winced when the water hit him. "Jesus, why is it so hot?"

"I like to practice burning in hell." You joked as you turned down the intensity of the water. Hitoshi laughed and joined you under the water giving you a hug and kissed your wet hair.

"Not that I mind, but what are you doing up so early? I thought for sure you would sleep in." You said as you got some shampoo and started to wash your hair.

"Didn't want to miss this view." he said looking you up and down and giving you a playful smack on the ass. You giggled and threw some suds at him. He chuckled and got to work washing his own hair. "Honestly, I got up because I have a hard time sleeping when you're not in bed with me."

This tugged your heartstrings. "Awww..." you gave him a quick peck on the lips and he rolled his eyes. "It's okay, same with me. When you're out late on missions I can only fall asleep if I take something." You said stepping under the water to rinse your hair. Hitoshi smirked and bit his lip as he watched the suds wash down your plump backside. He was suddenly splashed with more suds. "Enjoying the show tiger?"

Hitoshi chuckled. "Yeah, I really am. Thank you."

The two of you finished your shower and talked about the day ahead of you. While you were with Ochako, he would be with Midoriya and Iida helping them with groomsmen stuff. Hitoshi was the best man and you were the maid of honor so it was also up to Hitoshi to plan the Bachelor party and you the Bachelorette party. The two of you had come up with an amazing idea that you were going to reveal at the party later.

"How do you think they'll react?" You asked Hitoshi as you slipped on some black skinny jeans and a fitted black shirt.

"I think they're gonna freak out." Hitoshi replied while he sat back on the bed watching you get dressed.

"Good freak out or bad freak out?"

Hitoshi ran his fingers through his hair and smirked. "Depends on how tipsy they are."

You laughed. "That's fair." You walked over to Hitoshi and climbed into his lap to straddle him. "Are we crazy for doing this?"

Hitoshi brushed a strand of hair out of your face. "Oh yeah. We're fucking nuts for doing this."

The two of you laughed and exchanged sweet and playful kisses before you got up and put on your shoes.

"Okay Tiger, I'll see you at the party tonight."

Hitoshi waved lazily. "Bye gorgeous."

"Love you!" you called running down the stairs.

"Love you too!"

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"I can't decide! Hydrangeas or Peonies?" You and Ochako were at the florist trying to decide on centerpieces.

"That depends on the color I think." You said as you sipped on your third large cold brew of the day. You guys had been at this for hours. The first stop you guys made after brunch was the venue to go over the linens and place settings, then you went to the place she was ordering invitations from to go over some changes, now you were here at the florist and had been for at least 2 hours. Ochako had changed her mind about six times on what type of flowers she wanted in the centerpieces.

"Well, the color scheme is white, blush, and gold, but I don't know if the pink peonies are too pink, but I don't want just plain white flowers." Ochako scratched her head in frustration.

"Let's just spray paint them gold and call it a day." You suggested in a monotone voice and chugged more coffee.

Ochako laughed, but you were dead serious. Usually, you were incredibly patient, but your lack of sleep and the headache that the overwhelming flowery smells was giving you was making you cranky. Your phone started ringing and you excused yourself to step outside.

"Oh my god, Toshiiiiiii..." You whined as you picked up.

"Wow, wedding errands going that well huh?" He laughed.

"Dude, I had no idea there were so many different tablecloth materials and I also don't get why they're that important. And don't get me started on the huge matte vs. gloss debate. Why the fuck does it matter if the letters on an invitation are sparkly or not?"

Hitoshi let out a hearty laugh as you ranted. "Wow, you do not like wedding planning huh?"

"It's.....not my thing." You chuckled. Hearing Hitoshi's voice was improving your mood tremendously.

"At least you have cake tasting to look forward too."

You huffed. "Not anymore. We had to reschedule to do that next week."

"Awww, I'm sorry. Look on the bright side, in a couple of hours you'll be able to see your incredibly handsome boyfriend all dressed up and may even be able to sneak off somewhere for a little alone time."

You laughed as you could hear the cocky smirk on Hitoshi's stupidly handsome face. "Some alone time huh? What are you hoping for a quickie in the bathroom or something?"

"I would not complain."

"Mmm can't say I would either." You both laughed. "So what's up baby?"

"Well, I wanted to give you a heads up."

You quirked your eyebrow. "Heads up about what?"

"Well, Midoriya just informed me that Bakugou will be at the party tonight."

"Ah....I see." You replied. There was a moment of silence. "Are....are you going to be okay with that?"

Hitoshi sighed. "Eh, judging by how our last conversation went, I don't think there will be any issues. We're not friends or anything, but we kinda came to an understanding and I think we can be civil."

You nodded even though Hitoshi couldn't see you.

"I know you wanted to talk to him and smooth things over, so tonight might be a good time for that." Hitoshi said. He wasn't thrilled about you being alone with Bakugou, but that was just because of his personal jealousy. He would put that aside since he trusted you 100%. The two of you did partner together for a long time so he had just accepted that you two would likely remain friends. As long as Bakugou didn't try any more shit, he would be fine.

"Yeah, I'll try to talk to him later tonight. I just don't want things to be weird between us since we all have the same friends. And, I mean, I did knock out several of his teeth last time I saw him."

This made Hitoshi crack up. "God I'm still bummed that I didn't get to see that."

You laughed. "Well if he ever tries shit again, I'll make sure you're around to see round two."

"You're the best girlfriend."

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. Ochako and you were the first people to arrive at the restaurant. The party was going to be held on the rooftop bar overlooking the city. It was a beautiful clear night and the perfect temperature outside. You had set up a little table up front for gifts and to display pictures of Midoriya and Ochako throughout the years. You smiled looking at the pictures. They were so freaking cute together. You walked over to Ochako who was nibbling on some appetizers and gave her a big hug.

"Are you okay (Y/N)?" She asked. "Yeah, I am. I'm just so happy for you and I'm so thankful I get to be here on this journey with you." You both held each other for a moment and smiled. Upon releasing Ochako your fixed her hair and gave her a thumbs up. She was wearing her hair down and a long sky blue dress. She always looked so ethereal and you couldn't wait to go dress shopping with her. You knew she would be breathtaking in whatever dress she wore. You weren't feeling a dress so you decided to wear a gray suit with a black lace bustier and black heels. You felt way more comfortable in pants anyway. You wore your hair is soft waves and minimal makeup. Just a simple cat eye and basic contouring. (Reference photo: https://media.vanityfair.com/photos/5c0068301ceb5465bb016bf6/master/w_768,c_limit/Year-in-Suits-2018-SS02.jpg )

The two of you got some drinks while waiting for the boys and guests to arrive. Ochako got some Rosé and you got a Manhattan. "You look like a badass businesswoman." Ochako giggled. You chuckled. "That's what I was going for. Stone cold badass bitch." "You definitely achieved it." The two of you looked over to see Hitoshi, Iida, and Midoriya arriving on the rooftop. Iida was wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt and navy tie. Midoriya was in a dark emerald green suit and tie with a black shirt, and those damn red shoes. Hitoshi was the only one to not wear a tie. He was wearing his black on black suit and it looked so good on him.

"Wow Ochako, you didn't tell me all these handsome fellas would be here." You said as you checked out Hitoshi and winked at him. Hitoshi smiled and gave you a sweet kiss. "God, you look so beautiful." He said quietly as he lightly caressed your cheek. "Thanks Tiger." You wrapped your free arm around his waist and took a sip of your drink. "You guys look great." "Thank you! The two of you look quite wonderful as well!" Iida said as he waved his arms around. Midoriya walked up and gave Ochako a hug and a kiss. "You look so pretty Ochako." Ochako blushed and giggled. "Thanks Deku."

"Kubo, I applauded your suit. It's quite unconventional, but an interesting choice." You smiled. "Thanks Iida." You walked up to him and straightened his tie which was disrupted with all his gestures and pinched his cheek. "You look sharp!" A light pink dusting appeared on his cheeks and he cleared his throat. "Um thank you Kubo." Hitoshi laughed at his friend's reaction to your compliment.

After about 20 minutes guests started to arrive. Most of class 1-A was there, along with other friends, and of course Ochako's parents and Midoriya's mom. All Might was unfortunately out of town and unable to make it.

You and Hitoshi were chatting with Mina and Kaminari when you saw Kirishima and Bakugou arrive out of the corner of your eye. Kirishima waved enthusiastically as he hurried over to say hey. You made eye contact with Bakugou for a split second before he looked down at the floor and made a B line for the bar. You furrowed your brow and looked up at Hitoshi who noticed what happened. "I think it may be time for that talk." You said quietly. Hitoshi nodded. "Yeah, go ahead (Y/N)." "Now, are you sure you're alright with this?" You asked. Hitoshi kissed your forehead. "Yeah gorgeous, I am. You go smooth things over and let me know if you need anything." You smiled and gave Hitoshi a kiss. "Thanks for being so awesome. I love you." He smiled sweetly at you. "I love you too."

You made your way over to the bar and walked up next to Bakugou who was staring at his drink. "Can I have another Manhattan please?" The bartender got to work making your drink and you leaned against the bar and faced Bakugou. "Hey there." He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and grunted in response. You chuckled and ordered two shots of Tequila. You nudged one over to Bakugou, but he didn't take it. "Come oooonn. You know you want tooooo." You said in a sing-song voice. Bakugou fought the smirk that was creeping onto his face. You put your arm on his shoulder. "All the cool kids are doing it." He chuckled and blushed. "Ah! There he is!" You cheered. You clinked your shot glasses together and took the shots. You picked up your drink and tugged on his sleeve. "Come on." "What?" Bakugou gave you an apprehensive look which made you chuckle. "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you for a minute. I promise I won't punch you." He smirked. "Alright fine."

You led him over to the edge of the roof that was devoid of people. You both leaned up against the railing and looked out overlooked the city. You took a deep breath and opened your mouth to speak. "I'm sorry (Y/N)." You looked at him in shock. He looked back at you, not with his normal scowl, but with genuine guilt and remorse. It was jarring, to say the least. "I was an asshole. I had my head up my own ass when I told him all those things about us." "Holy shit. Is this the real Katsuki? Apologizing?" "I was just so...angry and....jealous." You sighed heavily. "Why though? Katsuki, you're the one that ended things between us." You said softly. You weren't mad, you just wanted to get to the bottom of things. Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose then threw back his drink. "Because I..." he gulped and then looked you in the eye. "I care about you (Y/N)." "Like 'I hope you don't die' care or like 'have my babies' care?" You were defaulting to humor because you did not know how to handle this. " 'I wish I was him' care..." He said quietly. You took a deep breath and threw your own drink back. "Fuck dude. Is that why you called it off?" He nodded. You were both silent for a moment.

"I also realize you were right." You quirked your eyebrow at him. "At the party. You said if I actually cared about you I would let you be happy. You were right. That's why I swallowed my stupid fucking pride and told mind fuck the truth." "Thank you. For doing that." He huffed and looked away. You put your hand on his cheek and turned him to look at you. He was clearly angry with himself and if you knew Katsuki, he was beating himself up worse than anyone else ever could. "Seriously Katsuki. Thank you." You traced his cheekbone with your thumb. He closed his eyes and unclenched his jaw slightly relaxing. You always managed to calm him down.

"That's why I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to tell you that I forgive you and to thank you for coming clean to Hitoshi. I know that wasn't something that was easy for you and it means a lot." He nodded and mumbled a "you're welcome" as he was melting into your hand. He allowed himself to savor the feeling of being close with you again before placing his own hand over yours and slowly pulled it away from his face and held it gently. "So do you want me to stay away from you two now?" He asked as he gently ran his thumb back and forth on your knuckles. You chuckled. "No. I actually wanted to see if we could still be friends." Bakugou looked up at you surprised. "If you want to that is! I know it may be awkward, but I mean..." you trailed off knowing he would get what you were saying.

He nodded over to Hitoshi who was chatting away with Kirishima and Kaminari. "What does he say about all this? Is he going to punch me again?" You chuckled. "Don't worry about Hitoshi. We talked about it and he's cool with it." Bakugou scoffed. "I don't buy it." "Katsuki, he knows you're important to me." Bakugou's expression softened. "I mean, come on. We've known each other for a long time, we partnered for almost 2 years, yeah we fucked a lot, but you also saved my ass in battle more times than I can count and vice versa."

He furrowed his brows. "Hey! You never had to save me! I-." You placed your finger over his mouth. "The Fujita bust." He was quiet before huffing. "Okay...one time." You cracked up laughing. Seeing you laugh made him smile and chuckle a bit. He realized he was still holding your hand and sighed before he let go. "So we're cool?" He asked. "One more thing." Bakugou rolled his eyes and groaned. "God woman, you fucking talk a lot." "Shut up. You love it. And I know what's going through your head and I can't let it keep up." He quirked his eyebrow. He both hated and loved how you instinctively knew what was going on in his head. It was great in battle and theoretically great in a relationship if he didn't pussy out. "I don't regret what happened between us." "Really?" He asked quietly. He felt like a weight lifted off of him. "Yeah. I mean I had fun, didn't you?" He smirked as he looked you up and down. "A lot of fun babe." You laughed and punched his shoulder. "Honestly Katsuki, I think you were what I needed at the time. You were, and are, a great friend and you were a great lay." Bakugou got cocky. "Better than mind fuck?" You laughed and shook your head. "Sorry babe. You were amazing don't get me wrong, but he does this thing with his tongue and fingers that just makes me-" Bakugo laughed and shoved you gently. "Shut the fuck up I don't wanna hear that." "Well then you shouldn't have asked." You both laughed and smiled at each other. "So are we good now?" You asked. "Yeah. We're good." You gave each other a hug and held each other for a moment before letting go.

"Your ass looks great in those pants by the way." He said into your ear.

"Aaaannnd there he is. If you keep that shit up, Hitoshi and I will take turns punching you."

"Bakugou chuckled. "That's fair. But just let me know if he is ever up for sharing because I could make that work." "Ooooh yeah, I uh-yeah no, that'll never happen."

You and Bakugou rejoined the group and you assured Hitoshi that everything went fine and would fill him in on the details once you got home. The party went on, a bunch of sweet speeches were made and people started to trickle out. You told Midoriya and Ochako to tell everyone who was invited to the Bachelor/Bachelorette party to stay behind for a special announcement.

The Bachelor party consisted of Midoriya, Hitoshi, Iida, Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, and Bakugou.

The Bachelorette party consisted of Ochako, you, Mina, Tsu, Yaoyorozu, and Jirou.

Hagakure and Ojiro couldn't make it since they would be on their honeymoon during that time.

You clinked your glass to get everyone's attention as you kicked your heels off and climbed onto a chair so everyone could see you. Everyone laughed at your struggle.

"Alright, so everyone knows that I'm the maid of honor and Hitoshi here is the best man. Normally the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties are separate so the dudes can look at tits and the chicks can look at dicks and no one feels bad."

Everyone laughed and cheered.

"But we're all pretty comfortable with each other and the idea that Toshi and I came up with was too good so we're combining the parties."

Everyone murmured in confusion as Hitoshi and you smirked.

"I know what you're thinking: That won't be any fun. I won't be able to let loose. Bullshit! We'll have our own events, but we can party and celebrate and tear up the town."

You paused and took a sip of your drink. "And that town.......is VEGAAAAASSSS!!!"

Everyone erupted with cheers and "Hell yeahs" and fist pumped.

"We're taking all you bitches to an all expenses paid 5-day vacation to Las Vegas and we're going to have an awesome time."

Everyone spent the next few minutes cheering and thanking you and Hitoshi for such an awesome trip. You then split off into two groups, the guys and the gals so you could go over travel info and your separate events. As you walked by the guy's table to join the girls Midoriya stopped you.

"Umm Kubo, what are you girls going to be doing?" He asked nervously. All the guys looked at you curiously including Hitoshi. You hadn't revealed to each other the separate events. You smiled sweetly. "Oh yeah, just a bunch of spa days and a yoga retreat where we can talk about our changing bodies."

"Oh wow, okay that sounds nice." Midoriya looked relieved whereas the rest of the guys, fully aware of your mischievous tendencies, looked confused.

You laughed evilly and gave Midoriya a devious smile before smacking him over the head. "No Midoriya! I'm going to take her out to party at clubs, I got her pole dancing classes, you're welcome by the way, then I'm taking her to Thunder from Down Under to get a bunch of giant Australian dicks shoved in her face."

Midoriya went white as a ghost while the rest of the guys were wheezing with laughter. You put your hand on Midoriya's shoulder and smiled. "I'm going to ruin her Midoriya."

Hitoshi realized something and immediately stopped laughing. "Wait, you're taking her to the Thunder from Down Under so that means you're also going to also have giant Australian dicks shoved in your face."

You gave Hitoshi a sweet and innocent look. "Yesssssss."

"(Y/N)!" Hitoshi said in a "what the fuck" tone.

You turned around quickly and ran to join the girls. "SORRY SWEETIE! LOVE YOUUUUU!"

The guys were now laughing at Hitoshi who eventually started laughing too and shook his head.

"God she's a spitfire isn't she?" Kirishima chuckled as he slapped Hitoshi on the back.

Hitoshi smiled as he watched you from across the room. "Yup. I wouldn't have her any other way."

[21putnamp]

You Give Love A Bad Name. (Song reference because I'm a piece of garbage that plays with emotion)

@elsiemcclay

Word count: Idk sorry I tried to keep it but I couldn't.

Lance's POV:

Philosophers have pondered for centuries why we're here. If it's for love, for the future or if we don't have any reason for life at all. Growing up I knew my purpose was to touch to stars, to see how far our universe stretches. Growing up I had everything involving space: Video games, Model planets, bottle rockets, a telescope. You name it, I had it. I remember everything so vividly, so clearly. I remember crying when I was accepted into the Garrison. The happiness splattered on Mama's face when I told her I was accepted, my family gathering around to celebrate my achievement. And everything that came after, it just, I mean, it can't compare. How it felt when I saw my hero Shiro in the flesh, smuggling him out with the mullet brain, zooming down on a motorcycle, the first time I connected with Blue. Not all of it's been exactly, peachy, though. The pain of Blue, Keith leaving us, Kuron being ruled out, the wounds the gore the blood the pain my team us slipping us hurt us-

Nevermind that now, now my team was together. We have grown so close to each other, I couldn't bare to lose any of them. I guess that's why I really like being the sharpshooter, being able to cover all their back from a distance.  Everything about my team is.. perfect! Well, um, practically… You see I um, well you see uh I kind of. Well I mean I sorta, um. I am in love with my leader. WHICH YEAH I KNOW SOUNDS SUPER CHEESY BUT IT'S TRUE! I just can't help myself, his wit and cockiness constantly clashing against mine in such a perfect way. Which leads to mine current situation…

Present Day War:

“LANCE! GET DOWN!!” Keith shouted as the sound of lasers shot through the air, taking a too-close-for-comfort aim towards the paladins sharp shooter. “ALLURA AND PIDGE, FLANK LEFT WHILE LANCE HANGS BACK AND HUNK AND I FLANK RIGHT” Keith barked out, ordering around the paladins through the battle. This was one of the closest battles the paladins had seen yet, the Galra to Paladin number being stacked very unfairly with a ratio of 200 Galra per Paladin. “KEITH WE NEED REINFORCEMENT IN THE LEFT QUADRANT!! WE HAVE SPOTTED THE CRYSTAL BUT WE HAVE SOME LEVEL 5 SECURITY GUARDING IT!!” Pidge shouted panicky into her helmet, zapping and swinging from her whip/triangle tool. Keith, Lance and Hunk began repositioning themselves to be able to get to the best possible advantage point, before dropping in to join the fight. Keith and Lance went back to back as usual while Hunk fell into the back, taking out troops with the powerful blast of his gun. The blasts kept coming and coming as the Paladins slowly worked there way forward towards the object of this mission, taking down any and all troops that got in their way. The team finally worked there way practically to Crystal when Lance noticed a sudden blast headed his way, he lined up the trajectory when he realized it was aiming directly for- “KEITH LOOK OUT!!!” Lance screamed jumping in front of the boy, shoving him to the side. Keith whipped his head around just in time to see the blast connect with Lance's chest. That's when Keith snapped. “NOOOOOO!!!” Keith's roar tore its way through the room, alarming all the paladins and Galra as he began flipping through and stabbing Galra after Galra with no restraint for his own life. He finally reached the crystal and threw it to Allura, who caught it with ease as he sprinted back to Lance. “LANCE!! Lance, hey, buddy c'mon you gotta stay with me man!!” Keith said tenderly, holding Lance's hand in his own and cradling it to his chest. He lifted Lance up as quick as he could and sprinted for his lion.

(Fast forward to the castle because I don't know how to transition plus early apology for the sucky quality 😂)

It had been three days since Lance had gone into the tube, and frankly Keith was going mad. There was no sunshine in his life anymore, Lance took it all with him as soon as he went into the tube. All Keith did all day was sit in front of Lance's tube to talk with him and he trained. He pushed himself to every limit and once he hit it, pushed himself past it. All he could think about is that he needed to be faster, he should have been watching, he should have pulled Lance back he should have taken the shot, he should be in the tube. So many thoughts rang through his mind as he waited for Lance to wake up. As soon as Allura rang out the announcement to come to the healing wing, he sprinted with all his might to the room where the boy lay. What he saw instead though only crushed him more, Allura a sobbing mess while pidge hugged Hunk as hard as she could with Shiro standing in shock. As soon as he entered the room, all eyes fell upon him in sympathy. “Um.. what's going on?” Keith questioned puzzlingly, obviously not understanding the situation. “K-keith I'm so sorry it's just that.. Lance he.. He didn't make it.” Allura shakily wheezed out between sobs. Keith felt his knees lock and the blood drain from his face. “No..no that can't be right he just can't he..” Keith felt the tears starting to run down his face as he collapsed onto the ground in a sobbing mess. His heartbroken sobs wracked through his entire being as he felt his entire soul crumbling inside him. He felt the pain sink deeper when he heard someone yell “GUYS WHAT'S GOING ON???”. The Paladins whipped around in shock to see none other than “LANCE!!” Keith sprinted up to him and talked him to the ground, sobbing into his shoulder. “Woah woah woah something big must have happened if the emo mullet head is crying.” Lance stated, confused. Allura glared at him and yelled “WHY ARE YOU JOKING ABOUT THIS LANCE?!?! WE THOUGHT YOU HAD DIED!! WHERE WERE YOU?!?!”. Lance shrugged with a dependent Keith still attached to him stating “Well I had ended up waking up from my tube time but I didn't see anyone so I went to try and go to my room for a bit.”. Keith felt fury rising in his chest, “Allura, you mean to tell me, you pronounced him dead without even checking the body?!?!” He yelled furiously, detaching himself from Lance. “I-I was going off of the castle statistics.. We've never had someone get out of cryogenic rest early so when it didn't have any vital signs I kind panicked!!” She nervously stuttered. Keith sighed “I know Allura, any of us would have done the same.. AND YOU!” Keith spun around to face Lance, shoving his chest. “DON'T YOU EVER, EVER DO SOMETHING THAT STUPID AGAIN!! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!” Lance stumbled backwards in minor shock before bouncing back just as angry “AND WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?? LET OUR LEADER GET SHOT?!?! I HAD TO THINK ABOUT THE GREATER GOOD!” Lance shouted back which caused Keith to lose all the color in his face. “Lance, you are the greatest good! You can't just get yourself hurt!! We can get a new leader anytime, but we only have one sharpshooter. When I thought you were dead I just.. my heart died Lance..” Keith started, vulnerability lacing his words. Lance stared in shock as Keith continued “Look, Lance, I've just.. I've been in love with you.. for a while. Ever since you became my right hand man I just haven't been able to move on from it. And I know that you don't feel the same way but I just can't live without you knowing.. I love you Lance.” He finished. Lance began walking towards Keith as he grabbed his hands staring him in the eyes as he whispered “I love you too, Keith.” They stared at each other with so much want as they slowly leaned in and finally ended in a long awaited  kiss.

~Fin~

[pinktatertots99]

an artist, through and through

ok I'm gonna write something that's actually good (HAH yeah right) and to do that, I'm writing about a ship that, oddly enough doesn't get a lot of attention.

story takes place years after nanba. nico and rock are around their late 20's in this. (26/27 and 29.)

warning for swearing (obviously) and a suggestive/slightly nsfw scene later. note: the lines that come in the middle are to symbolize a scene taking place shortly after the first scene. (kinda similar to how the series and many other animes do.) and the one in the middle is to symbolize that the next part takes place on another day. (hopefully this makes sense lol sorry if it doesn't).

(name of the fic is a lyric to a ken ashcorp song. guess what it is~)

the scratching of a pen filled the mostly quiet room as nico sketched on the piece of paper on his desk. said desk was scattered with finished colored pages, other blank drawing pages for later, pencils, pens, a corkboard with pictures and sticky notes and a lamp that was located above the piece of paper he had.

despite being completely concentrated with the piece, his ears perked at the sudden sound of keys jingling from the other side of the door. he continued to stay focused though as he heard the door unlock and slowly crack open, and then fully open, the door silently, or as silently as it could be closing, and light tiptoeing of work boots on the floor.

"I can hear you." he said. the boots stopped instantly. "sorry. didn't know if you were busy inking or somethin'." rock replied, heavy footsteps moving to the back of nico's chair, strong and hairy arms coming down on him and slowly encircling him.

he stopped the strokes he was doing to put his hands on said arms. "so, this the new chapter?"

"yep! I'm halfway there!" he announced throwing a fist in the air.

"so you gonna let me take a peek?" rock asked tilting his head to see the page. nico huffed his cheeks out. "no! that'd be spoilers! and I'm NOT gonna let you see till it's done!"

"aw c'mon. just a little peak?" he teased. nico threw his hands in the air to his face, trying to keep him from looking any closer. "AAAAAUUUUUGH NOOOOOO!"

_____

"by the way, I gotta go to a store. can you come with me?"

"sure."

at that nico went to take out a pair of sweat pants, a hoodie, sunglasses, gloves, and a medical mask. why didn't he ask him after he got in his disguise? he thought to himself.

after nico prepared himself the two were off. all of this was so weird to rock as they walked. he knew nico's fixation on manga and anime and comics would leave him inspired to make something, but he along with the rest of the guys never thought that it would lead to him actually succeeding in it.

once he mailed his manga idea all of them were ready for him to be denied and comfort him. it left them surprised when he got the memo back that the company liked his idea and wanted him to make it, which he got around the time they all left prison.

after that the two were able to get their own apartment together and rock got into working in construction, just to make a little extra for food and bills. that and boredom strikes fast when your not escaping from prison or fighting anyone.

the change though to only him and nico being together was still something he was getting used to, even if it's already been a while since they left prison. they were still able to keep in contact with everyone but it was a little hard getting used to not having two extra roommates to come back to. one advantage though was that now the two didn't have to worry about any...accidental walk ins from anybody. they still had to keep quiet due to neighbors but it was manageable.

his sudden trip down memory lane stopped once he saw nico had stopped. the otaku then took two steps forward and pointed in n overly dramatic anime pose. "THERE IT IS!" he announced. rock looked to see he was pointing at a clothing store.

he was a bit disappointed cause he thought they were gonna go to the grocery store or something. he had run out of purple dye a while ago and had been meaning to get some more but forgot. now his hair was mostly red with the purple on the tips of his hair, taking a bit of a darker shade. but oh well he suppose he'll have to go himself sometime. cause he sure as hell wasn't gonna wait another week to go back and get it. though it was odd that nico wanted to go here specifically. but rock had a feeling he knew why he wanted to come here.

the two entered the shop with nico seeming to already know exactly what he wanted, as he dragged rock to one of the clothes racks and then to the dressing rooms, holding an outfit.

"I need you to wear this." he said, and held out a-...oh no. a school girls uniform. it was the typical white short sleeved blouse with red bow n the middle and blue skirt. it seemed to have been a costume though, given that it was all connected. he sighed.

"uh, yeah, I can't wear that." nico pouted angrily at him. ho boy, here they go.

"but what about that time hitoshi-san made us all dresses-"

"it's not a skirt thing I just- it won't fit."

"poppycock." and with that nico opened one of the open dressing rooms and walked in. after a bit he came out, wearing the dress. rock could feel his face get hot.

"see. if it can fit me than it can fit you too!" he stated.

"that's kinda the opposite of what you meant."

suddenly the two heard snickering and looked over to see a small group of boys snickering and playfully whistling at nico, and saying stuff that rock couldn't understand but he sure as hell had a feeling of beating them up now. though he halted it once he saw nico giggling at them and posing at them.

"heehee they like it."

"uh nico. I don't think their serious about all that."

"hm? well too bad for them cause I'm gonna take these as genuine compliments."

"n-ni-ko-sensei?!"

the two looked over to see two highschool girls looking at nico in disbelief. they must've been fans considering they knew nico somehow and, looking closely, rock could see one of them holding one of nico's manga series chapters.

the three then started talking, with nico talking in perfect Japanese. it wasn't much of a surprise though, not only did he consume a lot of anime and manga but he also ended up gaining a disease where if he hears a certain language, he can speak it fluently. he didn't catch onto much of what they were talking about, Japanese being his weakest in understanding beside a couple of phrases and words but that was about it. all he could get out of it was the two were talking about his manga being great and all that.

incidents like this didn't happen a lot shockingly enough. nico tried hard to keep from anyone seeing him and disguising himself. but something would come up and it'd end with him undisguised and getting noticed by fans. not all their interactions were bad most of the time, despite wasting time. some were nice, some were weird, and some were just...ugh.

if they were ever together when those type of fans came around rock was instantly there close to nico. though he has heard that the times he wasn't around nico had to bear with those types though it usually ended with him saying he was very busy and couldn't stay. he did though buy a pepper spray JUST incase, so rock was fine with it.

he didn't even notice the girls had left already and nico had come back from the dressing room in his disguise again, with the outfit in tow.

"okay! we can go." he said. he paid for the outfit and the two left.

===

after they got back, nico undressed himself from his disguise...and then undressed himself suddenly from his actual outfit, causing rock to jump at the suddenness of it. thank god their place was on a higher level and they didn't have to worry about strangers walking by the window and seeing.

the smaller male then grabbed the bag from rock's grip and pulled out the dress and started dressing himself up in it. "could you get my camera?" he asked. rock obliged and went over to the desk and opened the top drawer on the right, pulling out a large camera.

turning around he saw nico had already put on the school shoes and white stockings that matched the outfit and was currently ripping the small bag with hair accessories that also came with it. after nico put whatever accessories he wanted in his hair, which was a red scrunchie and two hair clips he went over to rock and started pulling him to a part of the room and commanding him to be in a specific position.

"ok!" he said as he walked away and got into a running position. "make sure you take a couple okay?"

"ok."

"and try not to let your big fingers get on the lens."

"got I-wait hey!" nico giggled at his reaction. turning on the camera and putting his finger lightly on the button, he was ready. "ready?" "yep!"

they took a couple pictures before nico told him to stop and went to look at them. he smiled "THESE ARE GREAT!" and with that he took the camera and went back to his study, quickly getting to work on his next page.

"neh rock." rock raised his gaze from the magazine he was reading and looked to see nico, looking a bit...nervous? he was blushing, his gaze was going anywhere but him, and his smile was weak. he wanted him to do something for him he thought. this was always how nico reacted when he needed something.

"yeah?" he asked. nico's face got redder as he rubbed a finger on his cheek, mumbling. "uh...um...could you uhm, c-could you maybe, uhm..." he then pulled one of his arms from behind his back and both his hands grabbed what it was in his grasp and pushed it to him. "c-could you uh...wear...this?" he asked.

rock took it and feeling it it was an outfit. he turned it over to see a red bow tie on a white short sleeved shirt. coupled witht the shirt was a matching blue skirt. oh god he thought. not again.

"nico I said I can't wear-"

"I-I know but, I got you one in a size that'll fit you." he smiled. "it was actually the biggest size!"

"that's...nice." rock muttered, not exactly thrilled at that statement. "is this for a reference? why not just wear your outfit and I take the pictures like last time?"

"I...forgot." rock squinted at nico suspiciously.

nico clasped his hands together. "please. please. pleeeeaaaaaase. it's only a couple of photos I promise!"

rock sighed in defeat at nico's begging. if it was only a couple of photos then fine he guessed. though, he was gonna close the window just to be careful. "alright." he agreed. nico cheered in victory as he turned around. "ok. get dressed. I'm not peaking."

"you DO know you've seen me undressed before right?"

"I wanna be surprised!"

---

this was so awkward rock thought as he stood fully in the outfit. he knew regardless if it was the largest size it wouldn't exactly fit well. the top looked more like a tank almost crop top that showed his abs, the sleeves were a bit tight around the shoulders, but the skirt wasn't that bad but he naturally pulled it down a bit, not used to it. the shutter sound of a camera went off as he did that and he looked back to see nico.

"that was a nice one! very natural." he said.

"yeah yeah very funny. so, what'dya want me to do?"

nico then quickly pointed to their bed. "get on the bed." rock looked over at it, back at nico and back at it again. "heh, you sure this is for a reference? or was that an excuse for something else?" he teased. nico flushed and stuck his tongue out. "nyeh."

the hefty male decided to go along with the artist's demand and went to lay down on it. "ok, now put your hands behind your head, curve your leg up a bit, and try to look relax." the otaku ordered. rock complied. "lower the leg a little. little more. aaaaaaand there! perfect!"

rock could hear him getting the camera ready. "try to relax a bit."

"I am."

"your faking it. c'mon just pretend I'm not taking a picture of you in a school girls uniform."

"that doesn't help."

"just relax. like you usually do." at that rock took a deep breath in and out slowly, relaxing. the camera shutters went off multiple times till he hard them stop and the pitter patter of feet walk towards him. "that all?" he asked.

"not yet. I need close ups now." nico said. he then caught rock by surprise as he moved ontop of him, straddling him a bit. "wh-what are you-" "just relax. just keep the relaxed look and look as if your looking up at the ceiling." rock calmed himself again and did just that. after a few pictures nico told him to side eye the left side, and then after that the right.

"could you...lean up a bit?" nico asked. rock leaned up a bit on his elbows. he got a closer look at nico's face. he could see the deep blush on his cheeks and the look of lust and he swore hearts in his eye. he looked so cute. the burly man ended up turning his head to the side blushing a shade of pink, and the shutters went off again.

"that's...that's a good one." nico muttered. rock just chuckled silently. "y-yeah...very funny." he muttered as nico leaned over to the nightstand next to their bed. "so...is that it?" "just one more thing." he hummed, putting the camera down on the table and moving back. before rock could ask what he needed to do, his mouth was suddenly captured by nico's, kissing him.

the sudden kiss caused him to fall back on the bed as nico started to lick his mouth, wanting entrance. rock complied and the two's tongues started wrestling. he had a feeling his eyes weren't playing tricks on him earlier when he thought he saw...something in nico's shorts. the two made out heatedly, with nico's hands suddenly moving under his shirt and gripping his chest, twisting his nipples.

that was enough for him to sit up and quickly push nico down, kissing and touching him roughly. in the past he's tried to refrain such animalistic instincts when it came to nico pushing those right buttons. but after finding that he started to purposefully push them and infact liked when he got a bit crazy he refrained the inner animal less.

after a while they broke off, panting with a saliva trail following. "so," rock panted, wiping the saliva. "I guess...that need for a reference...wasn't the only reason you wanted me to do this right?"

"h..hah, yeah." nico replied. "but...this wasn't..the only reason I wanted you to do this." rock raised a brow at that. "actually, the other reason I wanted you to pose was because...well, you taking pictures of me posing...weren't that great."

that comment immediately caused rock's mood drop dramatically. "I mean," nico continued. "they weren't BAD but, y'know. they weren't great. but they DID work as a good reference. from what I was able to work with." he muttered the last sentence but rock heard it clear as day. he quickly got off of nico and walked in the direction to the bathroom.

"wha-wait rock! where you going?!"

"getting changed."

"what?! but-but I- but we haven't- ROCK COME BACK! ROOOOOOOOOCK!"

that night the poor fool of an otaku had to unreplenish his sexual desires by fapping to the reference pictures he took earlier. and then proceeded to sleep in his soft and squishy bean bag and blanket, considering that he was also kicked out of bed that night.

[subconfessions]

Day 14

It’s been 29 days and 1767 edges since my last orgasm. I just keeeeeep getting closer and closer to being able to cum again 🙌🏻

So since I started work this week I feel I didn’t do as much during the week, which makes sense considering half my time now is spent at work. Thankfully daddy hasn’t had me wear anything like my tack bra to work yet 😅 but I do love wearing my collar, especially out where everyone can see it.

But since I’m a week behind and there wasn’t as much every day, I’m going to break this up a little differently so I can catch up and feel more on top of my posts.

~Monday~

Today was my first day back at work, and Daddy had agreed to let me make coffee the night before to bring in with me and wait for him to wake up. By nine daddy let me have my coffee even though he was still in bed 😋 I was very grateful cause it had been so long since I needed to be up and functioning at work.

Daddy later asked me how my day was going, and as a daycare teacher I have challenging students to handle from time to time, and I had some new kids testing me. Daddy suggested taking away their stuffies, and in the moment, I hadn’t really thought about it. And I agreed with him heh cause these kids were just being deliberately naughty. And boy did daddy use that against meeee.

Once I got home daddy asked me to do him a favor, and that favor was to put all my stuffies in his box ☹️🥺😢

I was soooooo sad.

So so so so so so soooooo sad.

I had barely had them all back and now they were all going back into the box.

I hadn’t signed up for a credit card like daddy and I had talked about and it had been quite a long time. And littles that don’t listen get their stuffies taken away. 😞🙇🏼‍♀️.

For a little while daddy spied on me while I worked on applying for the credit cards. I’ve been running into bumps, but now I just need to find and scan some paperwork and I think I’ll be good to go 😋

Then I started my edges with daddy watching, and he suggested an idea for a fun new blog post. He suggested I write a post that was like a little manual on how to please daddy. I thought this was a fun idea, but I genuinely forgot about it until now. But I think I’d still like to write that post 😋

Once I finished edging daddy went to do his workout, and I set out to make daddy an “I’m sorry I didn’t listen” picture.

Eventually I finished my picture and showed it to daddy who told me he really liked it 😋, and then offered me a deal. I could smoke a bowl so long as I listen to an album he likes. I agreed obviously and he sent me the album. I really liked the album and added it to my phone quickly so I wouldn’t forget.

Then I sent daddy a goodnight video, an especially sad one that night of me pouting about my stuffies being stuck in the box.

~Tuesday~

Another work morning. Daddy suggested changing the coffee rule and I really appreciated that, because it was really hard waking up so early and going to work and right away needing to wait so long till I got my coffee.

Later after work I finished my edges relatively early for myself, so I floated downstairs and out the door and went home.

The night so far had been pretty uneventful aside from the new album I had been given to listen to.

After all that I was pretty pooped. So I fell asleep trying to write my blog post. Daddy was kind and agreed to let me finish my post in the morning before he woke up, and I was happy to.

After that I got my bedtime things together and sent daddy his goodnight video and kisses 😋

~Wednesday~

Work again.

Went home and was trying to get some writing for my blog done when daddy suggested putting me in the corner for awhile on Skype. I agreed and hopped into the corner, daddy said to do fifteen minutes so I set my timer. It was again hard to wait. And I knew I really really had to wait and not fidget and peek at my phone cause daddy was there watching me.

Daddy let me up before the time was up. And figured I should put on my tack bra since he wasn’t able to torment me with my mom home. I was to wear it for 25 edges, and those had to come after the 50 I had already owed daddy still.

I put them on and had some chores to do, told daddy about how the other sub has been trying to get me to be dommy. I just don’t know how and it’s hard for me to be so creative in the moment, especially when someone’s waiting. And the other sub does not make it easy to get dommy hah. But daddy encouraged me and tried to help me, giving me some tips on how to find and learn to embrace my dominant side. It’s hard for me to believe it’s there, but I bet it is. If it wasn’t why would I looove tattling. That’s like a little bit of control I get, but it’s also something very little of me to do hehe.

I started edging with daddy on Skype again, and he threw the idea of not shaving my pussy at me, and iiiii did not want to do that 🙇🏼‍♀️ no sir not one bit 🙇🏼‍♀️🙇🏼‍♀️ for as long as I can remember I’ve been getting rid of it and I couldn’t imagine growing it back nowww. But thanfully daddy was really super duper nice and decided to not make me grow out a bush. 😋

I finished my edges mostly, and told daddy about how I finally told a friend of mine about him because he is like a god to nothing.

At my last two edges I fell asleep. I dunno what happened but I just conked out with my tack bra on.

Daddy was kind again and let me finish my two edges and then take the bra off, and I was to try and finish my blog post tomorrow.

With goodnight things on I sent my video and blew kisses to daddy 😋

~Thursday~

I woke up early because daddy didn’t have work and I was supposed to get quite a few things done before he woke up. So I woke up and did my work out pretty right away, just something nice and easy for first thing. It was so hard to write my blog post so crunched first time.

Then daddy woke up and I wasn’t done, but he told me he wasn’t getting out of bed any time soon, so I was a bit relieved but wrote a bit faster. Knowing I was getting to the part about my bruises of Daddy’s bane.

But eventually daddy told me he was getting up

Noooooo 😩 I whined to daddy about it and how I would wrap it up where I was then, and daddy told me he would get back into bed so I could finish it. Once posted daddy read it and I got ready for my late shift at work.

After work was done daddy asked if I had put kitty back in my box after he’d let me sleep with her that night.

Oops. Oops oops oops. I knew I was in trouble but maybeee. I told daddy I forgot, because I did while trying to get other things done. But that’s no excuseeee cause I caused those things like the blog post to occupy me that morning. Daddy had me put her back in the box.

After that daddy let me know that he needed to take the night off from domming, and I can completely understand that when you’re not in the best mood. But daddy still wanted to be involved and I was still his so of course I still finished my daily tasks.

After finishing my edges (with daddy still teasing me a bit throughout), daddy asked if I wanted more edges, and in my last blog I’d written about how I might want more, so I agreed. Since edging has gotten quite a bit easier and faster. So daddy bumped my edges to 69 a day. Hehe funny right? 😋

Eventually I started getting really sleepy and put my bedtime stuff on and sent daddy a goodnight video 😋😋

Till next time 😋😋😋😋

[survivorsweden]

Rites of Passage

Here’s some music for you to listen to as you read: https://youtu.be/o0bND3_QK1

Drew: im only like 80% that’s even a name

Linus: I never spoke to you, I never heard anything about you, who are you!?

Ned: I never got to meet you, but I hope things are going well!

Sarah: Being first boot must have sucked! Sorry we couldnt have met :(

Drew: robbedt

Linus: rip, I actually really liked Karen and it was cool to see there was actually someone else from Winnipeg who plays these games (throwback to day 1 when I got like 5 messages asking if I knew her irl).

Ned: Karen! It’s sad that we didn’t get to play together to make up for Wonderland, but it’s always good to see you around.

Sarah: KAREEEN! Second boot? Truly not deserved and I hope we get to play again soon ...ya know when you're not such an early boot ;)

Drew: I can’t believe you flew me to Massachusetts, got me drunk, like seriously drunk, in a basement while Are You The One was playing (¼)

Linus: Stevie's boot was pretty sad because I really did love everyone on starting stolkholme. At the time I was already super tight with Carlos though, so this was the only move that made sense, especially since Stevie flubbed the challenge :( .

Ned: This really sucked- we hated to do this, but you accidentally started the challenge without anyone being ready and it kind of threw everyone for a loop. Playing with you in Werewolf was fun, so I wish we could have been together longer!

Sarah: Hey Stevie! How is your drunk ass?! You made me hate 99 bottles and sorry you did that in the challenge otherwise you wouldnt have gone home djkfhsjdkfl

Drew: on ridiculous rum punches where you don’t understand how much you’re drinking until it’s too late, and chased with tequila straight from the bottle (hashtag tequila toddler), and (2/4) 

Linus: lol at idol was funny af. Still, since we had known each other in Myanmar it was disappointing.

Ned: I didn’t get to play with you, but you have a cool name.

Sarah: STEFFEN! KING. IDOLED OUT! I CANNOT BELIEVE. I wanted to play with you so bad! Lets hope we can someday <3

Drew: FRIEND!!! They did you so dirty, what the fuck, I could not believe it. I mean granted I tried to do you dirty the round before too but I failed so technically I’m better than these assholes.

Linus: Noooooo. Fucking Carlos probably deserved to be here more than anyone. He was a really cool guy and during his time in the game he was easily the person I talked to the most. He was also really hard working in comps trying for hours to get the best score possible. Robbed!

Ned: This was the first difficult thing I had to do in this game. I fought so hard to keep you in- you don’t even know- but in the end, it wasn’t possible without risking my own game. I’m sorry you had to go out this way. I know all you wanted to do is make jury. :(

Sarah: Hey Carlos! Your vote off was one of the hardest decisions I had to do in this game. Ned and I wanted to bring you so far along with us, but you were just someone who had to go to ensure that I stayed and made it far. Youre such a great and genuine guy, and I truly did miss that around the game.

Drew: convinced me to sign up for a season that I had no business being in, with a title I never wanted to defend, just so we could play a game together because it had been so long in most cases, (¾)

Linus: I sadly never really got to meet Nick, sorry :( 

Ned: Continuing our plan to emotionally destroy Sam as much as possible, you ended up being the next casualty. I’m sorry you had to go, but my own game was in jeopardy. We offered to work with you, but you ratted us out, and I guess all I have to say now is what goes around comes around.

Sarah: Hey Nick! I do feel responsible for your vote off, and I'm hella sorry about that. Your vote off was sorta like Carlos's in a way where you needed to go otherwise my butt or Neds would be in the same placement as yours. I hope you're doing good man!

Drew: and then subsequently left premerge and left me here to fend for myself with these freaks. What kind of fake friends, honestly. You are all the worst. I miss you guys, come back soon!!! (4/4)

Linus: Sam was always cool so I was super happy when Drew pulled her in to work together for the Jay vote. I'd only I didn't play the idol on myself :(

Ned: This succcccked. I waited all pre-merge just to be able to work with you, but of course a stupid twist prevented that from happening. I voted to save you in the normal vote and revote, but it turns out you can’t change your revote, so my campaigning was useless. At least we got to work together in Sentinel Islands :)

Sarah: SAAAAAM <3 Queen. If you were not drunk the whole day during tribal council and you asked me for my idol I totally would have given it to you! Your vote off was completely shocking to me and you know I love u :)

“I'd still be here if it wasn't for the "Vote for the other tribe" twist (:”

Drew: “OG Karls, you’re making a huge mistake voting me out. Big mistake” You rite

Linus: I didn't talk to Jay much in this game, but I've since met him and have nothing but respect for him. I was completely inactive in the game I met him in, but like, he was cool enough to be the one person I talked to in it :P

Ned: Not gonna lie, this was the best possible outcome for my game going forward. It sucks to go out like this, but I had a great time playing with you- even if it was terrifying for me at times! You’re really a great player and I’ve enjoyed every game I’ve been in with you.

Sarah: Your vote off was probably one of the saddest. I knew it was happening but I also knew you wanted to win so bad. I really do think you would have made it further if you actually made it to merge. I feel like people underestimated you and people saw jordan pines as the whole operation between the alliance but hey I always thought you were pretty amazing by letting him do all the work while you just sat back. 

“I sadly didn’t win this game, but I am happy to say that I made some new friends during this journey. Besides that crown, isn’t that why we’re all here anyways? Thanks Christine and Connor <3″

Drew:  My child, for a minute I thought you were gonna win with that cross-tribal idol move but it got snatched. First victim of the snow idol. Gorlleys for life

Linus: This was easily the hardest vote for me in the entire game. I was aligned with Duncan during the swap and easily the most villainous action I did was voting him out. Still, it was a position I was forced into since I didn't trust really any of his allies. Sorry Dunc :( 

Ned: I loved playing with you! You’re a great guy and I really enjoyed the conversations we had together. It sucks that everything had to end on such a weird note, but I did what I had to to save myself. I hope you’re doing well, and I’d love to keep talking to you after the game ends!

Sarah: Hey Duncan! The cuties did not deserve this at all! I don't know what happened to make you change your mind about me all of sudden but one minute I'm hearing you wanted to work with me, and the next you wanted me out. Yikes. You were one hell of a player and you were super fun to talk to during the game so maybe after this we can still keep talking :)

“It's surprising I'm putting effort into writing this considering half of yall didn't even put effort into playing the game. Y'all voted out the good people..... good job. Linusnake please go away”

Drew: Every time I start a new game and you’re there, I have this moment of panic worrying if I’m going to continue to be the villain in your history books when that was never the goal. I see once again, I did not disappoint.

Linus: Easily the least lucky person in this game. Nic impressed me since he was such a fighter who seemed to get the game stacked against him at every single step of the way, yet he always kept going.

Ned: This was a tragedy. You’re such a nice guy and you kept being friendly up to the last minute. Honestly, I only voted for you for two reasons: 1. Linus was my ally, and 2. You just won Wonderland! That means I personally know how strong of a player you are, and that was pretty dangerous for my game. Great job making it to this point with a recent win under your belt!

Sarah: Nic, your vote off was scary AS HECK. It basically came down to chance. You and I barely talked, which Im super sorry for. Communication is a two way street and I totally should have tried harder. I feel like the reason I didn't was because you and Jordan were tight and I didn't want anything going back to him and making him not trust me. I hope you understand but lets talk after the season because you seem like a stand up guy honestly. 

“Overall I found the lack of respect for the other players and the hosts alike no matter how inadvertant they were to be utterly irreprehensible in this game and I was kind of disgusted by it. I feel like I played really well and I genuinely couldnt have asked for a better alliance than karlskognicshley. I'm glad I got to work w them in this and I really don't give a fuck who wins byyyeee”

Drew: Jesus kid, I love Tyson Apostol too, but damn

Linus: Lol u suck

Ned: Let’s be real for a second- your last tribal was one of the most exciting things to ever happen in an ORG. I’m so sorry you went out with just one vote, but voting for anyone else just would have been too dangerous. It was great working with you while we were both working against each other- it’s such a cool relationship that you don’t get to have with many people. I’m honestly gonna miss talking to you in French!

Sarah: HEY ZAK. My sole vote was the reason you're sitting in jury, and yes...you could be bitter because linus is still here but I just find it utterly hilarious how YOU CANCELLED OUT HIS SELF VOTE. That tribal council made me laugh so much and its always going to remind me of you. Keep on snapping pics of your cat btw because I smile every time OH MAN <3

Drew: To quote legend, queen, my wife, and winner of Survivor Malibu, “I wish to one day punch Jordan Pines in the face.”

Linus: I absolutely loved playing with and having a friendly rivalry with Jordan. He was chaotic, always trying to make a move and just super fun to have on the tribe. Of course, that also made him the biggest threat in the game sadly.

Ned: You were basically the Aubry to my Debbie- you were gunning for me, and if I didn’t take you out first, it would be the end of my game. Maybe in an alternate universe we could be the dynamicest duo, but it just seems destined for us to be rivals. It’s been a pleasure playing with THE Jordan Pines.

Sarah: Pines, your vote off was the worst. I had to make a decision. I did say I was going to vote with you the round of your vote off. I really did mean it. No matter how much you don't believe me. But I ended up choosing loyalty over someone who is better known as a ...shall I say...villain? And I cute one at that. I had so much fun playing sweden and india with you and yes, you come across as someone who is villainous but I see your heart is in everything you do. I respect your game ....a lot. We truly did become friends because of this game and I'm forever grateful. 

Drew: King of snowballs!! I’m highkey as shook as you are that that was real

Linus: Josh posting the apps for this game on facebook is what got me to sign up, and ultimately I ended up forming the biggest counter alliance to him. Kind of ironic. He's a great guy and hopefully one day we wont be against each other in a game since we always seem to be on opposite sides.

Ned: I’m sorry for leaving you out of so many things early on, and that’s probably why you ended up working against the Stockholm 4 during the merge. You’re really funny, and I truly enjoy chatting with you! I just checked Skype and it’s telling me to resend my contact request, so I hope you didn’t block me. :o

Sarah: Cutest. Person. Of. This. Cast. Your vote off was expected. We didnt talk much but I can tell your a stand up guy :~) talk to you..either in jury or ftc! 

Drew: Honestly still a little upset you didn’t have an idol to pull out at the end like BITCHES, it would have made it more interesting and less depressing

Linus: Ash! Another person I was super happy was in this game. In Myanmar we worked both together and against each other at times. Last time I was kind of the shady one, so this time it was kind of cool to see that role reversed of me wanting to be super loyal to the Drew, Ned, Sarah and Ashley group and her being the one to try and change things up and make a move. It sadly just missed the mark with Jordans vote randomizing on Nic, but she was willing to play and I have to respect that. GG!

Ned: Nooooo Ashley! You’re such a good person and voting you out was heartbreaking. You honestly had a very compelling case, and in any other situation, I may have flipped. You’re so kind and the last conversation I had with you was one of my favorites ever just because of how genuine you are! If this were real Survivor, you would win Fan Favorite and people would threaten Jeff Probst because you got voted out. Hopefully we can still talk after this ends!

Sarah: ASHLEY! OK when you left it was truly sad because you self voted. Which broke my heart. Even when you flipped on the alliance we had, you still ended up making f5 which is exactly what we wanted. You're such an amazing person and Im glad we got to connect, here and in india <3