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herrscherofinsanity · 1 year ago

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Anything for you

Summary: Nayeon would do anything for her girlfriend, even getting over some of her biggest pet peeves.

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Im Nayeon x fem!reader

Word count: 1.4k

A/N: This is me being kinda back. In honor of Twice's 8th anniversary I wanted to write something for my ultimate bias; I'll be back simping for the aespa girls soon, I have lots of ideas... I just need to find time to write them. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, and also thank you for reading!

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“Hey can you pause the movie for a second? I really need to go to the bathroom”, Momo whined as she got up from the couch making the other girls groan.

“You always do this!”

“It was just getting to the good part!”

“Can we kick her out?”

“Is one night of peace and quiet too much to ask?”

You chuckled, watching the chaos unfold; a warm feeling spreading through your chest when you felt your girlfriend’s arms wrapping around your waist in a tight hold. You turned your head towards her, planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

“You find this amusing?” Nayeon whispered, not wanting to draw unwanted attention towards the two of you.

“I do” you whispered back, a playful grin on your lips, “you girls have quite the bond, I’m jealous”.

“There’s no need to be jealous, babe” she said, kissing your cheek “you’re my favorite anyway”.

Before you could reply, another voice cut you off. “What do you mean she’s your favorite?!” Chaeyoung complained, wanting more drama to unfold.

“Jihyo, the couple is being annoying… again”, Tzuyu said.

“Oh, leave them alone” Sana said, your girlfriend sent her a grateful smile, but Sana’s sentence wasn’t over yet. “Nayeon can’t help the fact that she’s whipped”.

The members laughed, teasing the two of you relentlessly. Your girlfriend shot you a defeated look, so much for spending a relaxing time together without any interruptions.

“What are we talking about?”, Momo asked as she made her way back from the bathroom.

“Nayeon being stupidly in love with y/n” Jeongyeon replied nonchalantly; your girlfriend silently sulked behind you.

“If you don’t mind, can I ask you two something?”, Mina looked towards you, a curious expression on her face.

You sent her a gentle smile, encouraging her to ask her question.

“When did you realize you were in love with each other?”.

An innocent question, but you felt as if you were about to go into cardiac arrest with the way your heart dropped. Nayeon wasn’t that far behind you, she felt as if the living room started spinning. On the other hand, both of your reactions left the girls feeling clueless. Why were you being so awkward? Surely you two had already… wait.

“W-well, we haven’t-” Nayeon began.

“Actually, I know the answer to that question!” Jihyo exclaimed, a dangerous gleam in her eyes.

“What could you possibly be talking about?” Nayeon hissed, shooting her fellow member a suspicious look; the whole interaction caught your attention.

“I would also like to know” you cleared your throat “…please”.

Nayeon looked at you with what you could only describe as pure panic, “baby, I really don’t think-”.

“Jihyo! What are you stalling for?” Jeongyeon exclaimed.

“Yeah! Go ahead and tell us!”

“Okay!” Jihyo exclaimed, clapping her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Gather ‘round kids! This is the story of how I realized Nayeon was without a doubt, head over heels in love with y/n!”.

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Two months ago.

"You can't be serious".

"I swear! They kept calling us 'wig group', Sana was about ready to lose it" your girlfriend, Nayeon said, her tone full of amusement.

You laughed at her story, not fully believing it, but still amused by how creative her fans could be.

Im Nayeon, better known as Twice’s Nayeon, but to you she simply was Nayeon; the same girl who nervously asked you to be her girlfriend 3 months ago.

You two were introduced by your mutual friend, Yeri who had spent weeks going on and on about how she knew the perfect person for you to go out with. You were incredibly hesitant, but you eventually caved and agreed to give Yeri’s friend a chance.

Nayeon surprised you in the best of ways; after your first date, you couldn’t help but agree with Yeri, she really was the perfect person for you. The loud girl carved a permanent place in your heart for herself and nothing could come between the two of you; not the hate comments, not your companies, and definitely not the malicious rumors surrounding your relationship. Being with Nayeon was definitely worth it.

“We should get going, babe”, she said with a sad smile “you have a photoshoot and I’ve got an interview; we can’t stay any longer”.

As if to mock her, right in that second it began to pour. Nayeon looked at you in shock, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the troubled expression she wore. You knew perfectly well you would have to find a way to leave the small café you were currently hanging out at, your schedules depended on it, but still, a few extra minutes with your girlfriend couldn’t hurt.

“We’re going to have to make a run for it”, you sighed, the responsible part of your brain outweighing the not-so-smart one.

Nayeon looked at you with a frown on her face, her gaze kept moving between your frame and the raging storm outside. “You’re not wearing a jacket, y/n”.

You hummed, “it doesn’t look like this rain is stopping any time soon, we can’t afford to wait”.

“You’re going to catch a cold”.

“Maybe, but you know the deal, our relationship must not interfere with our careers” you rolled your eyes as you recited the same speech that had followed you around for the past month.

“Stay here”, she said sternly, “I’ll be right back”. You frowned, but followed her instructions. Not even five minutes later, Nayeon was back with a black umbrella in her hand.

“Where’d you get that from?” you asked her, she definitely didn’t have an umbrella when you got here.

“I just bought it” she grumbled, “I’m not going to let you get sick. Now come on, we really should get going”.

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Jihyo was currently waiting for the rest of her members to finish getting ready, they had an interview lined up and who knows what else might get magically booked along the way.

In an attempt to entertain herself, the leader unlocked her phone and tapped on the Twitter app. She mindlessly scrolled through her timeline, nothing truly catching her attention; that was until she came across two familiar figures.

Several pictures of her fellow member and her girlfriend greeted her. Now, Jihyo wasn’t surprised by the pictures in general; Nayeon, despite the countless warnings, was always going out of her way to show off her relationship. What truly surprised the group’s leader was the fact that the eldest member had an arm securely wrapped around you, her other hand too busy holding an umbrella in an attempt to shield you both from the rain.

An umbrella?

Before Jihyo could think about it any further, Nayeon made her way into the dorm.

The first thing the oldest Twice member did as soon as she got home was throw the umbrella somewhere far away from her, a sour expression on her face. Jihyo let out a loud laugh, not believing the sight before her very eyes; the leader’s laugh finally catching the other girl’s attention.

“You’re such a simp, Im Nayeon”.

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Loud laughs bounced back and forth across the Twice dorm and Nayeon wished she could disappear. What would you even say to that?

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand. Why did that make you realize she loves me?” the members gave themselves whiplash with how fast they all turned to look at you.

“You mean she never told you?” Dahyun asked.

“Told me what?” you asked nervously, Nayeon whined, wrapping you in an even tighter hug.

“Nayeon absolutely hates umbrellas, y/n” Jihyo explained. “She hates them so much, back when we were trainees, she used to wear a box on top of her head whenever it rained”.

“Even to this day!” Sana continued, “whenever our managers try to help her out with umbrellas she runs away” she giggled.

“But somehow all of that goes out the window when it comes to you” Jeongyeon smirked, “you have her wrapped around your finger, y/n”.

“Nayeon can’t have her princess getting sick” Momo teased.

The girls kept throwing jabs here and there, but you tuned them out, trying to focus your entire attention on your blushing girlfriend. You sent her a soft smile, she returned it immediately, feeling absolutely at ease once she saw that sparkle in your eyes.

“Do you really hate umbrellas that much?” you laughed.

Nayeon groaned at your question, feeling embarrassed all over again. “I do, I really really do”, she paused to steal a quick kiss from your lips, “but I love you way more”.

You beamed at your girlfriend, feeling on cloud nine when you finally heard her say those words you had been longing for.

“I love you too, Im Nayeon” you said, pressing your lips against hers in a sweet kiss.

“Jihyo! The couple is being annoying again!”.

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A/N: Everytime I think of a one shot I always have the idea that it will be roughly 500 words, and somehow I always end up going past 1k, oh well.

Thank you so much for reading! If you have any requests or anything like that feel free to let me know :)

#twice imagines #twice scenarios #twice x reader #nayeon imagines #nayeon scenarios #twice #nayeon #twice nayeon #im nayeon #twice fluff

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each-uisge-enthusiast · 4 months ago

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every locked tomb cav plays rugby in any modern au btw. issac also plays and him and jeannemary probably tried to petition their school to stop gender segregating the teams bc they wanted to play together. didn’t work (schools really like gender binaries over here) so they ended up joining a local club instead which is honestly just the better option to begin with. magnus only ever played for his local club but likes to tell the kids he swears he could have made the regional team at least (…love you king but probably not). gideon wants to join the black ferns, which is how i justify forcing her to wear all black. camilla absolutely got offered for the regional team (at least) but said no because that seemed like too much fuss. babs has what i’ve dubbed the rugby nose because he’s really good at getting his nose broken and the only reason his entire face isn’t on a lean is because he’s so annoyingly fond of staring at himself in the mirror that he has a bunch of little rituals to keep himself (mostly) symmetrical. colum was sort of a prodigy given that he’s got the resilience of a mule but never got to do anything with that because his weird family started hissing and screaming at the concept of him having personal dreams and aspirations. protesilaus is a mourned hero who was on track to join the all blacks (he was his regional captain) but dropped the sport entirely to spend more time on his family, his garden, and looking after dulcie after she had a nasty little illness flare up. marta. well i have a lesser grasp on her as a person but i think she’s either playing for her local club or regionally i do not believe her willing to make the national team. i think she’d say no. probably locally only, given that i fully believe she has a full time job doing something far too professional for me to comprehend.

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lavenderdreams22 · 2 years ago

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A Court of Dawn & Dusk - Azriel x Reader (part 7)

Summary: The mission that Y/N and Azriel are on doesn't go as planned. Y/N is reunited with a family member. They admit their feelings for each other after a heart stopping realization.

A/N: here’s part 7! Let me know if you want to be added to my tag list moving forward. I think we’re nearing the end of this series. I hope you guys love it ❤️

Warnings: blood, canon-typical violence, mentions of death/near death, angst.

*****

“I’m not finding anything here.” I said, scanning over the notes from my father's meeting with Amarantha. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that it was, in fact, just a harmless meeting about trade.”

“But we do know better.”

I shot Azriel an exasperated look, but my breath caught in my throat at the sight of him.

He was leaning against the doorway, his wings tucked in close to his body. He had traded the gold tunic for his usual leathers. His tan skin looked almost as if it were glowing as the midday sun formed a halo around him.

He smirked at me, letting his own eyes trail over me in my own set of leathers.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I turned back to the notebook in my hands. “Get in here and make yourself useful instead of standing over there staring at me like that.”

My father chuckled from behind his desk as Azriel strolled over to me, plucking the book from my hands and bumping my shoulder with his own.

“If there’s nothing there, we may just need to go now, see what we can find.” Azriel shrugged. “Who we can find.”

“Shouldn’t we wait for nightfall?” I asked.

“We could.” Azriel nodded, flipping through the pages before snapping the notebook shut. “But I don’t know that it would matter.”

“What about the element of surprise?” My father asked, reaching out for the book. Azriel handed it to him with a small smile.

“No one ever sees me coming.” He replied, all male arrogance and cockiness.

I rolled my eyes. “Well we can’t both be one with the shadows, Spy Master.”

He shot me a grin then, and I felt the blush creep up my chest and onto my chest.

“I swear to keep you safe as long as I am still living.” He threw an arm around my shoulder. “There’s room in the shadows for two.”

I shook my head. “Fine. Let’s get ready to move out.”

The bad feeling in my gut lingered, but I forced it aside. If I was with Azriel, what could go wrong?

*****

Everything had gone wrong.

“Leave me here.” Azriel choked, his wings and body shredded and bloody from the arrows that had been fired at us only moments before.

A glance told me they were ash. I cursed under my breath as he struggled to catch his.

I wasn’t sure the exact moment that this had all gone to shit, but one second we had been in the air, searching for any shred of proof that the Hybern soldiers or Amarantha had been through here, and the next we were being shot out of the sky. With ash arrows, no less.

“No.” I gritted as I pulled one of the arrows out of my own shoulder. The blood gushed into the sleeve of my shirt but I did my best to ignore the searing pain.

“Y/N, please.” He looked up at me, his eyes desperate. “Go.”

“I am not leaving you.” I tried lifting him, scanning the surrounding forest for a safe place to go.

About 500 feet to the right of us was a cave. If we could only get to it…

“Stop.” He growled. “I can’t protect you like this. Go get help.”

“Either get up and help me yourself, or we’re both going to die.” I gritted out, still trying to lift him. “I am not leaving you behind.”

For a moment, he didn’t move, and I started to worry that I would have to drag him behind me. But, after a few more heartbeats, he was struggling to his feet. Another breath, and he had thrown a shield over his wounds to stop the bleeding. I pulled his arm over my shoulder and forced him to lean most of his body weight onto me.

I struggled only for a moment before we were moving, quickly, toward the mouth of the cave. He grunted beside me every time I jostled him too much, but he was awake and moving. I praised the Mother for the shields.

“Just a little further.” I muttered, mostly to myself, but Azriel nodded anyway.

“They’re going to close in on us soon.” He groaned. “You have to get me into the cave and then leave to get help.”

I nodded, but did not speak a word. He wasn't strong enough to winnow. There was no way I could take him with me if I were to leave. And there was no way I was leaving him to his own devices in this state. Either we lived together or we died together.

He glanced up at me again, seeming to read the unspoken words in the set of my jaw. We reached the mouth of the cave before he could protest my decision.

“Keep your shields up.” I said as I gently set him down on the dirt of the floor of the cave.

He closed his eyes to collect himself, and I reached over him to pull the swords from the sheath attached to his leathers.

When he opened his eyes again, something had changed in his gaze. The way he was looking at me was angrier than I had ever seen him. His last effort to get me to save myself.

“You can’t take them all on by yourself.” He growled.

“I have to.” I placed a hand on his cheek and he leaned into the touch, his gaze melting into adoration. “Please, Azriel. Just stay down.”

He choked out a sob as he attempted to push himself up.

“Stay where you are.” I whispered, pushing him back down gently. “I’ll be okay.”

I was lying and we both knew it.

I stood and put a bit of distance between Azriel and I.

I sent a prayer to the Mother. If I die, please protect him and help him get home.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, I pushed my fear aside as a dozen of Hybern’s soldiers closed in around the mouth of the cave. Casting one last glance over my shoulder to Azriel, I raised the blade.

He had collapsed, his breathing shallow, but his eyes were on me: awake and alert. He couldn’t stop the terror that filled his eyes as he realized what I was about to do.

“I love you, Azriel.” I said, forcing back the tears.

He opened his mouth to reply, his eyes going wide. My own chest ached as I took what was most likely my last look at him, but I turned back to the soldiers still marching for me. Without another thought, I unleashed myself on them.

*****

Dropping the blade onto the blood soaked dirt, I heaved the contents of my stomach onto the grass outside of the cave. I had made sure that no one else was coming for us, but now that the coast was clear, I couldn’t hold it together anymore. These were the first lives that I had ever taken.

One of them had wounded me, the deep gash across my abdomen still bleeding profusely. I needed to get to Rhys. Needed to let him know where Azriel was before my wound inevitably killed me.

Winnowing to the lawn of the townhouse, I clutched my stomach. I didn’t have time to dwell on the distance I had been able to winnow. Before I could so much as move, Rhysand was there, the door to the townhouse thrown open so quickly it had come off the hinges.

“Where is he?” He asked as he looked me over, searching for injuries.

I was sure that I looked as bad as I felt, but I forced myself to stand up straighter.

I let him inside of my mind, and showed him what had happened. The soldiers, the ash arrows… Azriel.

“I couldn't… He wasn’t strong enough to winnow.”

Rhys nodded, disappearing into his own puff of smoke. A moment later, he was back with an older lady on his arm. He reached out a hand to me, and I took it, cringing at the blood on my hands.

*****

Rhysand paced at the cave mouth, the bodies of the soldiers I had killed still strewn about. Madja, as I had learned her name was, worked tirelessly to heal Azriel.

I stood close to one of the walls, focusing on keeping myself upright.

“You killed all of them on your own?”

I nodded.

“Any injuries?” He asked, his eyes landing on my abdomen as if he already knew the answer. And I was sure he did after his peek into my mind.

“Nothing that can’t wait.” But even as the words left my mouth, the world began to turn black, my vision tunneling. I swayed a bit, and Rhys reached out a hand to steady me.

“Show me.”

“No, I’m fine. Azriel is the first priority right now.”

“He will kill me with his bare hands if he wakes and finds out no one saw to you.” And I would let him. He replied, the last bit in my mind, as he held his hand out to me.

I shot him a look, and he raised his eyebrows.

You know it’s true.

He was right, of course. Azriel would absolutely tear everyone apart if he woke up and I was still covered in fresh blood, and he would burn the world to ashes if he woke up and I was dead.

I sighed, lifting my shirt so that he could see the wound. The black fabric, and the scent of the male's blood and my panic had done a great job of hiding the smell of my own blood.

The slice along my abdomen was still bleeding profusely. The Hybern soldier had nearly sliced me in half by the look of it. I pulled the blood soaked shirt down before pulling at the neckline, showing him where the arrow had struck my shoulder.

My vision began to blur again and I got the feeling that I was falling before Rhysand let out a curse and pulled me to his side.

“I’m fine.” I said again, trying to push away from him, my voice cracking.

“Are you?” He snapped, his usually calm demeanor slipping as he pulled me closer to him.

“I can’t…”

“Can’t what?”

“I need to go home.” I shuddered, trying my best to contain the tears that now lined my eyes. “He got hurt because of me. He is like this because of me. I couldn’t help him. None of this would’ve happened had I just stayed in the Dawn Court. He would be fine-”

“You’re wrong.” He cut me off.

“What?”

“You’re wrong. He wouldn’t have been fine.” Rhys glanced around at the dead bodies surrounding us. “And I would say that you did more than you think to help him.”

“Yes, he would have been fine. He wouldn’t have felt like he needed to protect me. He would have been more focused on the task at hand. If he had never met me, none of this would have happened.”

“No. Something had always been missing from his life. He told me so himself… When you came around, it was like that void had been filled.” Rhys shook his head. “When you two weren’t talking, I have never seen him so… lost.”

I looked back at Azriel, then. His face had settled as the pain that had been coating every feature finally started to ebb away as Madja worked.

“Let me help you.” Rhysand pushed.

I could only nod as the darkness that had been flashing in my vision finally took over and all consciousness slipped away.

*****

The sound of familiar voices filled my head, seemed to echo all around me. Rhysand and my father, both of them panicking as one barked orders and the other followed them. The sound felt distant and foreign as I made my way towards the blinding light in front of me.

My mother stood there, exactly as I remembered her, her hands extended to me, beckoning me forward.

When I reached her, she pulled me into a hug, smoothing my hair down.

“Y/N… My darling. You’ve grown up into such a wonderful person.” She said, pressing a kiss to the crown of my head.

I grinned, nuzzling closer to her. She still smelled like jasmine and fresh linen, and I took a moment to breathe her in.

“It’s not your time yet.” She held me at arms length and looked into my eyes, her feathery wings ruffling as they flared behind her. “You must go back. They still need you.”

With a wave of her hand, she showed me my father as he leaned over my body. The blood had begun to pool around me, and tears were streaming down his cheeks as he worked to knit me back together. Rhysand knelt on the opposite side of me, his own face pale and full of grief as he watched my father work.

Then the picture was swirling, showing me Azriel. He was still out cold, still on the floor of the cave that Rhysand had left him in to try and save my life. Madja had gotten him put back together and was now working on his wings. His shallow breathing had deepened, and I let out a sob at the sight of him.

“The male you love.” My mother grinned. “Quite the declaration.”

“I needed to tell him before…” I shook my head.

“You seem to have inherited your father's preference for those with wings.” She winked at me, trying to diffuse the tension. “He is very handsome.”

“He is, isn’t he?”

“Yes, he is. Your mate.” Her voice had taken on the same tone as when she used to read me bedtime stories.

“He’s not my mate.” I said, but as the words passed my lips, my entire body seemed to shift backwards as if a thread on the other side was pulling at me. Yanking me back to him.

“You’ll find that even though you haven’t realized it, the bond is still there. He is already aware.” She offered me a soft smile.

Another wave of her hand, and the image of Cassian, Amren and Mor sitting in the townhouse, waiting and hollow-eyed, for any news about the state of Azriel and I appeared. Rhys hadn’t taken the time to fill them in. Most likely out of fear that we wouldn’t survive.

I blinked as the images she showed me disappeared.

“Go back to them, my darling.”

“What about you?”

“We will meet again.” She cupped my face in her hands, rubbing her thumbs across my cheeks. I felt like a child again as she wiped away my tears. “I am always with you. I love you more than all the stars.”

“I love you, too, Mama.” I said, a sob escaping me.

“Now, go.” She smiled. “My brave, beautiful girl.”

And I did, turning on my heel to go back to the land of the living. One last glance over my shoulder, taking in the sight of the mother I had lost, I smiled. With a hand over her heart, she bid me goodbye and the world went dark once again.

*****

I awoke in an unfamiliar bed, a blurry memory of a dream I had making my heart ache. The word “mate” rattled around in my head, and I shifted to sit up. Someone had brought me a glass of water at some point while I was out. Wincing at the pain, I peeled my tongue from the roof of my mouth and took a huge gulp of water, and then another.

When the glass had been drained, I plopped back into the mattress, throwing my arm over my eyes to block out the light.

I wasn’t sure how long I laid there like that when the sound of the door opening and clicking shut, followed by the rustling of wings, filled the room.

“Are you awake?” Cassian asked, pulling the chair that was tucked under the desk in the corner over to the bed.

“Yes.” I groaned as I moved to sit up again.

Cassian was there in an instant, stacking pillows behind me and leaning me back onto them gently.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, sitting down. “Your father said there would be quite a bit of soreness. You were nearly sliced in half.”

I shuddered at that, “I’ve been better. But I’ll be fine.”

We sat in silence for a moment as he eyed me. I could tell he was working through something in his mind.

“I know I’m a damn good trainer, but how in the hell did you manage to take down a dozen trained soldiers all by yourself?” He asked.

I shook my head, pushing the memory of them out of my mind. I hadn’t quite wrapped my head around the fact that I had killed someone, let alone twelve people. “I didn’t have a choice. It was either I won or Azriel died.”

Cassian only hummed before grabbing my hand, holding it tightly in his much larger ones.

“Thank you.” His voice was so soft, full of love and adoration. I felt the tears prick at my eyes just at the sound of it. “I know you didn’t do it for me, or for Rhys, or for anyone other than Azriel, but I’m grateful just the same.”

The tears fell, and I swiped at them with my free hand. “I would do it all over again. If I had to, I would have died for him.” I whispered.

“You almost did from the sound of it.” Cassian replied, squeezing my hand again.

“Cassian…” I shook my head. “I couldn’t… I thought he was going to…”

“I know, Y/N.” He smiled at me. “It’s okay.” He smoothed down my hair before brushing his thumb over my cheek.

I moved forward, ignoring the pain that lanced through me, and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug. He chuckled before wrapping his arms around me just as tightly, avoiding my still tender wounds.

“Is he okay?” I managed to ask as I sobbed onto the sleeve of his leathers.

“He’s fine. He woke up this morning.” He rubbed a soothing hand over my back. “Madja got to him just in time.”

I loosened a shaky breath, grateful that I hadn’t been too late. “And his wings?”

“Good as new. There will be a few scars, but he will be in the air again in no time.”

“What about-”

“Y/N.” He cut me off, holding me at arms length so he could look into my eyes. “He’s asking for you.”

“He is?”

Cassian nodded. “Are you okay to move?”

“I’m fine.” I said, wincing as I tried to stand on my own. “Where is he?”

He playfully rolled his eyes as he helped me to my feet. My muscles, after days of not being used, felt stiff and I tried not to curse at the feeling.

“He’s a couple of doors down in his room.”

“Where are we?”

“House of Wind.” He opened the door, helping me into the hallway. “This was a guest room, but it looks like they tried to convert it into a storage space. We wanted to keep you close to him in case one of you woke up and went searching.”

I laughed, looking over my shoulder at the piles of books and boxes full of paper that had been piled along the walls.

“I didn’t mind. I was asleep.”

He snorted at that. “Sleeping is definitely one way to describe it.” He gestured down the hallway. “C’mon. Before he actually does try to come and find you himself.”

“He doesn't know which room I was in?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“No, we didn’t tell him because he would have been in there already had he known.”

I laughed and stopped in front of the door that he had gestured to. Pushing the door open, slowly in case he had fallen back to sleep, I felt my heartbeat speed up.

Azriel’s room was exactly how I had imagined. The furniture was all carved out of beautiful dark oak, intricate swirls and carvings all over the headboard and posters at each corner of the bed. The linens were all blues and blacks and grays, as if he had taken the very essence of the Night Court and brought it into his bedroom.

Though the room did look lived in, it was decorated sparsely with little to no clutter. The only thing that surprised me was the number of pillows he had piled on his bed. They almost swallowed him whole as he sat against them, a bowl of broth on a breakfast tray sitting across his lap. From the glower on his face, it seemed they had been forced on him.

As we entered, he looked up from his brooding and his eyes softened as they took in the sight of me still in one piece.

His shadows reached for me, curling around my shoulder, where he had seen me get shot, and around my abdomen, where he had, without question, been told that I had been injured.

Cassian cleared his throat after a moment of the two of us just gazing at each other.

“I’m gonna go check on things at the townhouse.”

Neither of us replied as Cassian shut the door, and we were both silent until we heard the sound of his wings beating in the distance.

“How are you?” I asked, taking a tentative step forward.

“Better.” He said, a small smile on his lips.

“Are you still in pain? Can I get you anything?”

“No, but you could sit with me.” He patted the space on the mattress next to him.

I crossed the remainder of the room, taking a seat on the edge of the bed by his feet.

The shadows whispering touches continued to search me, making sure that I was okay, that I had been looked after while he had been otherwise preoccupied.

“You’re healed.” He whispered. “Good.”

“Rhysand took me to my father.” I replied, watching the shadows wind their way around me.

He reached out, as if to take my hand, knocking the table a bit as he went.

I stood, hissing a bit at the pain from moving so suddenly, and grabbed the tray to move it to the desk across the room. The shadows that weren’t wrapped around me seemed to trail after me as I went.

When I took my place beside him again, he loosened a breath. “You’re still in pain?” He asked.

“Only a little.” I lied.

He pursed his lips, but didn’t press the matter.

“When Rhysand told me what had happened, I thought…” He whispered, taking my hand.

“I’m right here, Az.”

“I couldn’t protect you.” He squeezed his eyes shut, as if he were trying to push the memory away.

“You were the one that needed protecting.” I scooted closer, my hip bumping his.

“Rhysand told me… He showed me what you said. About staying in the Dawn Court.” He was whispering again, silver lining his eyes as he opened them and stared at me.

“Oh.”

“You know you’re wrong, right?” He whispered. “I wouldn’t have been better off without you.”

“I know, Az. I was just scared.”

“You are the brightest light in my life and the only thing that keeps me going most days.” He pulled my hands to his chest.

It was my turn for my eyes to line with tears.

“I didn’t get a chance to tell you before, and I wish I had because if you hadn’t made it… if I hadn’t made it and you never knew how I felt… I never would have forgiven myself.” He continued. I scooted closer still, ignoring the shooting pain.

“Az, you don’t have to beat yourself up.”

“Let me finish, or I’m not sure that I’ll be able to get everything out.” He said, squeezing my hand.

I only nodded, indicating that I was listening.

“I have loved you longer than I think I have realized. The reason I was so petrified when I realized that you planned to fight, that you weren’t going for help like I had asked… It was because I love you, too. I love you, Y/N.” He took a deep breath. “And I realized in that moment, when you were looking at me over your shoulder… you looked so determined, so fierce.”

I kept my mouth clamped shut, letting him work through whatever it was in his mind. My heart was pounding in my chest, so hard that I knew he could hear it just as I could hear his.

“I realized in that moment what you were to me.” His eyes looked so unsure as he squeezed my hand. “You’re my mate.”

The entire world seemed to stop spinning as the word continued to rattle around in my brain. All thought seemed to escape me as I just stared at him.

“Mate?” I managed to choke out.

He nodded. “I felt the bond snap into place on the floor of the cave.”

Mate. He was my mate.

The memory of the dream I’d had resurfaced, my mother calling him as such. Had that been a dream at all? Or had I really been so close to death's door that I really saw her, and she really told me that this wonderful, beautiful male in front of me was my destined partner.

“I don’t know how to say this.” He said, his voice thick with unshed tears. “But I think part of me knew what you were to me the moment you walked into my life.”

“We’re mates?” I asked, my voice sounding far away.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, but it isn’t something I wanted to keep from you.”

“No, of course.” I reached for him, cupping his face in my free hand.

He let out a shuttering chuckle at the wonder in my eyes.

He tugged on the bond, and a grin spread across my face.

“Even though I didn’t feel the bond snap into place, I think I knew, too.”

“Really?” He asked. “I was worried that you wouldn’t want to accept the bond.”

“What would ever make you feel like I wouldn’t accept the bond?” I asked, my brow furrowing as his gaze fell to his lap.

He didn’t speak for a moment, and I tipped his chin up so that he met my eyes.

“I was worried you wouldn’t want to accept the bond because of who I am.” Azriel shook his head.

I mimicked him, shaking my own head. “I plan to accept the bond, Az.”

He squeezed my hand.

“How would I go about doing so? I know you have a different set of traditions than I do.”

“Our tradition is that the female makes and serves the male food of some kind.” Azriel’s face split into a grin, his eyes still watery. “But that can wait. For now, just lay with me.”

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midnight--capricorn · 1 month ago

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I started worldbuilding for my hypothetical FE ROMHack and now it's everyone's problem

(It's not actually a problem I swear)

This world has no name. The kingdoms (as of now, there are just four) have no names currently. For now, I'll refer to them as their colours: Blue, Purple, Green and Grey. (yes, they're colour-coded, any character from one of these areas has the colour somewhere on them, no matter how big or small, so for example, our first duo, Wiljem and Valentin, are from blue; and our red and green cavs Hartwin and Dragomir, as well as the myrmidon Cydon are from the grey kingdom.)

For this, we're focusing on the Blue kingdom because that's the part I developed a little more than the others.

All info under the cut

CLIMATE- How is it and how are the people there adapted to it?

[Blue] is a very cold place, to the point it can and will snow on most days, and people stay inside at night if they can. However, it also has an extremely clear view of the stars and possibly even some galaxies if one does decide to brave the freezing temperatures and overwhelming darkness.

If wool isn't a farming thing for this kingdom, it is a highly valuable import to make clothes of and line them with. Fur is also a highly valuable material for lining an outfit, though due to hunting laws fur is only really on the clothing with those of a higher status- or a thief who would rob those rich people blind (Valentin).

The cold makes people highly resilient, and if they aren't and don't have shelter, they will most likely die.

TRADE AND ECONOMY- What sort of jobs are there? What goods do they import/export?

As noted, wool is a highly valuable material for this kingdom due to its requirement in making good-quality warm clothing. (I am going to have to research if sheep can survive in cold climates, my guess is possibly but also I don't know if they can survive what is essentially a tundra. They can survive Scotland, is that close enough?)

Lakes and the ocean tend to not actually be that frozen year-round, so fishing is a huge industry in [Blue]. However, due to the coldness of those lakes and the sea, any accidents can quickly turn fatal. There are laws in place to prevent overfishing and causing the extinction of the fish in this sea, especially since it's not just their meat that's sold- it's also the highly iridescent scales. To rich people, of course.

As far as this goes this is still very underdevloped and I will have to continue on this further.

CULTURE- Festivals, Religion, etc.

Ok so this part is VERY underdeveloped, only thing I really have here is the religion part

So there's these two dragons- neither are good nor evil they're neutral forces- the Aurora (ice) dragon and the Nova (fire) dragon. I haven't gotten much besides that ngl.

They disappeared off into the stars and it is believed that every person's soul joins them in the stars once they pass on (which does reflect some cultural beliefs of real life iirc I will have to study those too)

[Blue]'s royal family and church leaders don't tend to intersect, until Wiljem came along. Normally the first-born son, so Wiljem in this case, would be the ruler. However Wiljem has more affinity for being a priest, so while rule was supposed to go to him it'll go to his older sister when the king dies (and he's a fire emblem parent you know what will happen)

There is a specific mountain in [Blue] where the stars are clearest on very specific nights of the year, and every member of the clergy is supposed to make a pilgrimage to it at least once on one of those few nights. Even members of the church of the other kingdoms may join these pilgrimages to get a taste of the practices of [Blue]'s church.

Ok that's kind of all I've got for worldbuilding so now I'm going to list the current amount of characters we have for this kingdom:

WILJEM- The Lord of this hypothetical ROMHack (and plot in general)- a prince who in later life is meant to join the church. Uses staves and light magic.

VALENTIN- A thief who broke into the castle for his big heist at the worst possible time, but it led to him technically saving Wiljem's life so they've put that aside. Dresses like nobility despite not being so for... some reason (you won't get that reason though). Please, for the love of the Aurora and Nova dragons, don't bench him. He can be benched but he's important. (he also has a paired ending with Wiljem)

Wiljem's sister (currently unnamed)- Crown princess of the land. Kind, but rather stubborn and pushy. a Pegasus Knight.

Wiljem's father- King of [Blue]. In typical fire emblem parent fashion, he dies. Honestly I haven't gotten much besides that.

An unnamed Cleric who was going on a pilgrimage before the invasion and murder of the King- Held hostage by Leena, a mage knight of [Purple] and Aelius, a wyvern rider of [Purple].

yeah that's all I got for now cya

#cap rambles #Cap's hypothetical FE ROMHack #cap ocs #< that tag counts ok #They are my OCs #this technically came as a shower thought #but also I kind of enjoy it #my last worlds had no worldbuilding I'm glad to have some #please don't bench the level 1 thief

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noxcorvorum · 1 year ago

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hm. all this about permeability of the soul and how much of the lyctor is the necro and how much is the cav has me thinking about john and arthur from literally an entirely different media

john who picked up arthurs habit of swearing. john who has absorbed memories from arthur. john who has the eyes and the arm.

john who was becoming more and more human.

john who might be losing that humanity.

#john doe malevolent #arthur lester #malevolent spoilers #malevolent podcast spoilers #malevolent #permeability of the soul

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caveiratimida · 2 years ago

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I represent to you, how my work in the office is going:

#Here I am at work once again staring a screen thinking with what feels like two seperate brains in my head #cav rambles #is this a spicy brain thing??#I really want to get tested for adhd I swear #but at the moment life is all ACADEMIA GO GO GO #can't wait to july #can I just skip the dissertation writing and have graduated already?#meme

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☆ The Crimson King | Rhaegar Targaryen ☆

Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire Main pairing: Rhaegar Targaryen x fem!Crannogman!oc Summary: Frida of House Fenn is visiting King's Landing to swear her family's fealty to the new King Rhaegar of the Seven Kingdoms on the day of his coronation, when she experiences a strange encounter with the king himself in the gardens of the Red Keep. Status: Discontinued - I may rewrite this at some stage, which could lead to writing more parts but I have no current plans to do so Word count: 3,298 Chapter count: 1 Last Updated: 24 October 2023 (written mostly in 2022)

☆ These Violent Delights | Davos Blackwood ☆

Fandom: House of the Dragon Main Pairing: Davos Blackwood x fem!Bracken!oc Summary: Cersha Bracken should never have been at the battle at the burning mill. By the will of the gods, or by pure chance, she found a wounded foe and decided to carry him to safety. As the natural enemies get to know the people beneath the heraldry, house loyalty becomes a complicated sentiment. Status: Ongoing - sporadic updates Word count: 20,382 Chapter count: 9 Last Updated: 11 September 2024

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Fandom: Pink Floyd Main pairing: Richard Wright x fem!reader/oc Summary: You go to see The Pink Floyd at the UFO club on New Year's Eve 1966 and hit it off with a certain keyboardist. Status: Complete Word count: 3629 Chapter count: 1 Last updated: 2 May 2023 (originally written circa 2017-18)

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Fandom: Hozier Main pairing: Andrew Hozier-Byrne x fem!oc Summary: Gráinne moved to Dunbur to escape her past, to live quietly and write, and wallow in all the grief she had acquired. Andrew has other ideas… Status: Ongoing Word count: 3,664 Chapter count: 1 Last updated: 26 November 2024

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Fandom: White Fang (1991) Main pairing: Jack Conroy x fem!oc Summary: Quinn has lived in the wild north since childhood, Jack is a city boy who just arrived. Will their differences be a source of attraction, or tear them apart? Status: Ongoing - sporadic updates Word count: 7226 Chapter count: 3 Last updated: 6 October 2024

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Fandom: The Holdovers Main pairing: Angus Tully x fem!oc Summary: Carol Hunham is stuck at Barton over the Christmas break with her strange and stuffy uncle. To make matters worse, a certain boy takes an immediate disliking to her. Status: Ongoing - sporadic updates Word Count: 4,556 Chapter count: 2 Last updated: 26 April 2024

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Fandom: Dead Poet's Society Main pairing: Various x fem!oc Summary: Being the only girl in attendance at one of the most prestigious all-boys preparatory schools in the United States is not easy, but it has its perks. Follow along the plot of Dead Poets Society through the eyes of Clare Keating, the Captain's daughter. Status: Ongoing - sporadic updates Word count: 9295 Chapter count: 3 Last updated: 1 March 2024

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gaycavendish · 1 year ago

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Ok ok ONE more question abt Time Travelers Trio. Are Cavendish and Dakota still time Travelers as well at this point, or have they like retired or smth? Just curious as to what's up with them? :^D

finally going to answer this question! i have thought long and hard about it and come up with two answers: the short one and the deranged rambling one!

the short, less satisfying answer being: i think it could go either way! i really truly could see them either scrambling their way back into time traveling or finding jobs in the 21st century. Although.. i find the latter choice not quite as entertaining. So i prefer to think on the idea of them returning to time travel!

Now, The long answer:

(TLDR for it first: I think they may continue time traveling. Eventually Cavendish & Dakota start their own, rival to the time bureau, Time Traveling Agency. Whether the trio will be part of this agency is undecided but a probable yes.)

ok, so, theyre banned from time travel, full stop... But i mean, they know the guy who INVENTED it. its a silly solution, really & truly very goofy (although i think in line with the silliness of dwampyverse overall) but .. They could ask doof to make a rule that theyre allowed to continue time traveling. Total oversight by block to trap them in the century where doof invents time travel. Of course block wouldn't just Let this happen, or anything, but cartoon shenanigans ensue and im sure you can picture something sufficiently entertaining and set to the scooby-doo-door-chase song here.

The interest for me in this theory lies also in what dakota and cavendish would do up until the point where they return to time traveling! Trying to imagine them working regular jobs for like, a 10-15 year period.. i simply cannot.! The one ive found myself having the most fun thinking about is the idea of them helping out with the creation of the time machine, as well as coaching the trio on it a bit once they start testing doof's prototypes (although, theyre not the best people to ask for time traveling help i imagine HAHA). But in any case.. i also think they would change what they do with their time traveling quite a bit. I mean, neither of them WANT to do the pistachio stuff.. It's shown you can travel through time AND space, although they never leave the planet on screen (for pistachio purposes i would think). If they were in charge of their own missions, i quite think they would be doing much more exciting things! and. hopefully dying less...! CAVENDISH...

OK I SWEAR IM GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS. Because at this point i feel they are getting old and perhaps wishing to do something less dangerous.. Ok get ready for this.. This has been my favorite thing to think about today... What if they started their OWN time travel agency! A Ha! I might find this more exciting than other people, but nonetheless, i think its fitting. I mean, Block is a terrible boss. The bureau of time travel was never very kind to cav and dakota, and given that they have the resources (Doofenschmirtz! Love That Guy!) why not, right? plus, this gives the opportunity for some Secret Agency vs Secret Agency goodness. Which I always love. I only thought of this concept recently, but It's definitely my favorite of the bunch, so probably what I'll go with! Just left to decide whether the trio are part of this agency or not (probably yes).

#tttau #hi guys. feeling super normal #Can you tell ive been reading frankenstein with the commas in this... im sorry if so HLEP...#milo murphy's law #au #asks #Feel free to ask more questions!! I love to think about this au ^_^

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itsohh · 2 years ago

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It’s Always the Shy Ones

A/N: Female reader, I’m like really not good at doing anything shy or innocent reader BUT I like cav a lot.

Word count: 3980

Warnings: NSFT, smut, sub/dom

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Operatives at Rainbow were always getting hurt. It was an undeniable fact that you had long since accepted. Sometimes on a mission, sometimes in training. Regardless of the cause, you were there to help. There with Gustave along every case, you were lucky enough not to have as big bags as he had. Just as the pair of you were looking to retire for the night there was a rapid knock on the door. You watched as the doctor's face visually deflated and he opened it.

"-fucking put me down I swear to god-" Taina's voice was cut off as the two of you started at her. She was slumped over Alexsandr's shoulder, secured by one arm. Her eyes darted from yours to Gustaves before Gustave gestured to the table.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"She refused to come see you." Alexsandr walked over to the table.

"It's a small scrape, children get worse than this. I will be fine." She hissed right before Alexsandr leaned forward and gently placed her on it. With her now in place, you were able to see the blood that streamed down her leg. It certainly wasn't too deep but it would still be important to disinfect and patch up.

"I can handle this, doctor." Your voice small, especially in comparison to Alexsandr's. Gustave's eyes flashed to yours and he nodded.

"So long as there's no other injury?" Gustave prompted the pair of them.

"I'm fine." Taina's shoulders dropped as she sighed. "Really." Her eyes landed on you, you had already started to prepare to treat her. "Besides, I'm in good hands." At her reminder, Gustave nodded and patted Alexsandr on the side of his shoulder. It was a sign for the pair of them to leave. And they did.

After the two men left, the door closed behind them and you were left in silence. Up on the table, it was easy to treat her on your lowered office chair. You started to clean her up where her blood had dried with disinfectant wipes.

"How did this happen?" It was the first thing you had said to her all night. There was a light red tint to her cheeks and you presumed the cause was something embarrassing.

"I slipped exiting the showers and scraped myself on the concrete." Her eyes were set on yours.

"That's okay I can take care of you." Your eyes met hers at your soft-spoken voice. The redness had increased and her mouth gaped partially. You pulled back to dump the now bloody wipes in the disposal before you started to cut her a decently sized plaster. Her eyes were set on you while you gently applied it. With a smile, you leaned back in your seat. “See, not too scary. No need to be afraid of coming to the infirmary. No matter the injury.”

“I’m not afraid.” Her eyes tore away from yours. “It’s just unnecessary. I don’t need someone taking care of me for something so small.”

“It’s okay Taina. So long as your a good girl I’ll take care of you no matter the size of the problem.” Her brows rose in interest before you quickly looked away.

“Thank you, nurse.”

“No problem, anytime.” You stood up from your chair and started to pack your things away, but Taina wasn’t finished with you. A spark had been ignited inside of her, one she had spent a decent amount of time putting out. Now that you had reignited it, she was going to act upon it.

“Have you had dinner yet?” Her question caught you off guard and you nearly dropped the items in your hand.

“Huh?” She seemed slightly amused by your off-guard state.

“Dinner, you know, food. Have you eaten yet?”

“No, I uh, was going to when you and Alexsandr came in."

"Come with me."

"Oh sure, just give me a couple of minutes I need to fill out this paperwork. It won't take long." Your voice was small and at the end of your sentence, the pair of you settled into silence.

"I told Alexsandr that I didn't need to come here. Now you have to file paperwork." Taina eventually huffed in her chair and gestured to you. You had been at your desk typing away and eventually looked up.

"Caveira it's fine really. Nothing to be worried about." You closed her file and stood up. "How does it feel? The pasture not too annoying or tight?"

"You did a good job. Let's go get dinner." At her words, she stood up and lead you out of the door. On the way, you grabbed your coat and flipped off the light.

You didn't say much as the pair of you walked through the hallways of the base. "Oh, it's pretty late huh." You eventually spoke up when the pair of you went past some large windows that took up the entire wall.

"You're just as bad as Gustave at overworking." Taina huffed but slapped her hand on your shoulder. "I was actually a little surprised the pair of you were still there. Everyone's well since retired for the night."

"Ah, sorry." She paused at your apology and wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah, you should be, take better care of yourself, nurse. Or else I'll do it for you." Her voice was light, flirty and different from the way she usually spoke.

Heat consumed your face in a flush and you couldn't help but look away from her, wanting to hide your face. Too focused on Taina, you hadn't realised that the pair of you had arrived at the admittedly pretty flash cafeteria and kitchen. The lights were mostly off aside from one. That one light hosted Grace who had been rummaging in the fridge.

The woman physically jumped a little when Taina flipped on the lights for both. She whipped around a small container in her hand and kimchi partially in her mouth.

"Grace, a bit late isn't it?" Taina cocked her brow as she lead you into the kitchen.

"I was hungry. You just missed Gustave if you were looking for him." Determined to change both the subject and focus off herself, she directed the comment to you.

"Thanks, but I'm just getting dinner." Grace's eyes darted from yours to Tainas before she closed the door with her arm.

"Ah, I'll, uh, leave it to you then." Grace's eyes fell back to Tainas not so subtle glare and pretty much bolted out of the room with her kimchi.

When it was just the pair of you, Taina eventually turned to you. "Do what do you feel like?"

"Oh I don't mind, I can help if you like."

"No need, I won't make anything complicated or long."

"I honestly didn't think you were going to cook for me, I just normally get instant noodles when it's this late." You laughed a little before you scratched the back of your neck.

"Tsk, you should always have proper meals." Taina spoke while she washed the rice thoroughly until the water was no longer murky.

"Sometimes I'm just tired. Don't have the energy to do anything." You watched her back while she went to grab the chicken she had left to marinate in the fridge. Mass dinners were normally prepared each night but there were a couple of operatives who prefer to cook their own meals. It seemed Taina was in the latter group.

"I'll make dinner for you then." The stove had heated up her pan with olive oil in it.

"It's really no fuss-"

"I don't care how late it is, I would rather you ate a proper meal." Her word was law as she put all the chicken into it. It sizzled loudly at first but quickly died down in sound.

"Besides, I love any opportunity to have a date with you." She turned around to lean on the counter, still keeping a half-eye on the chicken. At her words you coughed out and had you been drinking at that moment you were sure you would have choked.

"Date?" She laughed a little at your surprise.

"Yes, this is a date. Unless you don't want it to be?" Her eyes examined your reactions, searching for any discomfort.

"No, a date is… date is good." You squeaked out. A thought flashed across your face and she slowly approached you. Her hand leaned on the table and towered over you.

"Can I kiss you?" You gaped at her question before you finally nodded, unable to speak.

Her soft lips met yours ever so slowly. Her tongue swiped against your bottom lip before she leaned into you. The woman had expected you to bend with the kiss but what she hadn't expected was for you to bend forward. Your hand found her cheek as you pushed into the kiss, escalating it. Your lips moved expertly against her. Hard pressed, your tongue slipped into her mouth in a fight for dominance which you ultimately won.

Taina eventually pulled back, lips slightly red and swollen with her hair a bit messier than usual. Her eyes were wide, obviously caught off guard by your actions. "I need to check up on the chicken." There was hesitation to leave you but the threat of burning dinner had her leave.

A brief increase of sizzling came as she put in garlic and onion, filling the air with a nice aroma.

"Not your first time hm?" Tania eventually teased, hair still messy. Heat consumed your cheeks and your eye line broke away from hers. "Mmm don't worry I quite enjoyed it. A little unexpected that's all." A few moments later she added in the rice alongside some water and what looked like capsicum and a tomato paste. There was a small clink when she covered the pan and turned down the heat a little. She headed over to the fridge and pulled out a small container with peas in it.

"You have all this already prepared?" You asked and she hummed.

"I try to plan out my meals at the beginning of the week. I'll normally keep my prep in the walk-in fridge and then move them here every couple of days." She hummed. "I'll start planning to make some for you as well if you're scared of disturbing me I can leave some leftovers in the fridge."

"Oh I wouldn't bother, my leftovers always get eaten." You waved her off with a hand. Her face went deadpan for a moment and she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a Tupperware with food in it. It had writing on top of it.

Caveria's lunch. If you touch, I will kill you.

At the end of the note was a little skull face she had drawn. "No one would dare to eat my food." She put the container away and went to stir the rice before she put in the peas. "Max did once, on a dare."

"And he's still alive?" She laughed at your joke, a grin spread across her face.

"Of course, I take care of my team. I just happened to focus a little more on Max specifically in training for a couple of days."

"I think I remember that. Didn't Gustave have a go at you because of that?"

"Mmm, had to make an example." She kept an eye on the rice as it came close to being ready.

"Just like you made an example of Masaru?" You asked and she cocked a brow.

"What happened to Masaru?"

"He broke the base rice cooker like two days ago. Tina was telling me about it." Silence came in between the pair of you as you both stared at each other.

"Filho da puta, that's who broke it?" She growled out to your surprise.

"If you didn't then who… oh I guess Tina was meaning Yumiko when she said 'who do you think?'"

"Probably. Raios me fodam." She swore out again. "I should chew him out. How did he break it?"

"Dropped it from what I heard." Taina stirred the rice a little before she grabbed a pair of plates from the nearby cupboard.

"We used to have two but one of them one day went missing. It was a little red one."

"Oh like the one Tina has in her room?" Taina stared at you as she put the plates down at the island you had been sitting at.

"She has what in her room?"

"Oh god don't tell her I told you that I guess it was supposed to be a secret. She's always had it. Maybe she just has one like that one that she bought." You rushed to get the words out as Taina sat down next to you. Taking pity on you, she let out a small laugh.

"Don't worry I'll sort things out. Promise you won't get into trouble." She gave you a wink before she started to eat, a motion you followed.

"This is really good. I didn't know you cooked."

"I used to do it a lot for my younger siblings when I was young. My grandmother and my brother taught me. I enjoy it. After a long day's work, it can be relaxing. Familiar. It's nice to sometimes let go and not have the worry of my team's lives on my mind."

"I get what you mean."

"Don't tell me that Gustave has you stressed all the time." Taina disapproved and hummed.

"Mm I mean I work very closely with Gustave all the time. Normally his worries are my own worries. If he goes into surgery, I go into surgery. Nothing I can't handle. I like playing video games a lot after work. Having a sense of control. In the medical field, there are just so many things that I can't control, it feels nice to be able to have control for one."

"Two sides of the same coin huh?"

"Yeah." The pair of you finished your meals and put away the dishes in the dishwasher before Taina put the rest of the rice in a container.

Touch and die. - Cav

She had written on top of it before she put it into the fridge. "You can have the rest tomorrow for lunch if you like."

"Might steal it for dinner." She flipped the lights off and the pair of you started to head back to your dorm room.

"No."

"No?" You asked slightly confused.

"I'm making you dinner tomorrow. I hope you like empanadas."

"Taina, really it's no big deal you don't have to."

"I want to." She gave you a look, one that told you she had already decided and no arguing would change that.

"Okay." You surrendered with a nod. She had already made up her mind.

Eventually, the pair of you got to your room."Thanks for dinner Taina. It's been a while since I had a cooked meal like that." You gave her a warm smile.

"Hmm, how long have you been living on instant noodles?"

"Um, next question?" You shrugged and she rolled her eyes in return.

"Fine then. How about, can I kiss you again."

"Okay."

"Okay? That's not a yes darling."

"Please kiss me." In a second of the words leaving your mouth, her lips were on yours once again. All stress and tension left your body while she pressed you against your door. In that one act something activated in you and your hand found the back of her neck. You pulled her firmly towards you while your other hand fumbled to open the door behind you.

Taina's hands had settled around your waist. The door behind you flew open and you quickly swivelled around in a swift motion. Taina's grip grew but ultimately failed when you let go of her neck and gave her a decent shove on her shoulders. The impact had her fall on your bed while you slowly stalked over to her with a devilish smile on your face.

"You work so hard Caveria. Let me take care of you." Her callsign rolled off your tongue while she stared at you from the bed. A complete 180 of your personality as you stalked towards her. Taina was rather interested to see where this would lean while she propped herself up on her elbows. At the foot of your bed, you stood between her legs which draped off the end. “You were so good for me earlier, you can be good for me now hm?” Taina stared at you for a moment. “I’m talking to you Taina. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes ma’am.” She managed to get out. Your hands ran up the side of her thighs, feeling her muscle through her pants. Your hands trail down to the bottom of her legs and found a grip on her shoes, humming as you undid them. Your eyes made contact with hers as you trailed back up her legs to her thighs before you reached for her zip. To tease the woman, you undid it but didn’t remove her pants right away. Instead, you found the corner of her shirt and started to slowly lift it up her body. Your hands felt up your sides as you did slow, mounting her legs. Her arms lifted for you to remove her shirt and you were left with her in a sports bra.

A crack ripped through the air as you swiftly removed the velcro and tossed the bra aside. Taina let out a gap when the cool hair suddenly hit her all at once. Hands on her breasts, she let out a light moan through her teeth as you grabbed the flesh, your thumbs rolling over her nipples.

You gave Taina little time to adjust before your lips were on hers. Like a fly trap, her arms were around you, pulling you flat against her while your ground yourself down against her. Your name fell from your lips and you found yourself pulling away from her with disapproval written on your face. “So greedy, I thought you were going to be a good girl for me?” Tainas face tinted red and she looked away. “Ah ah ahh, eyes on me. I want to see those pretty brown eyes of yours. Your thumb pushed on her chin to keep eye contact with you. You retreated off the bed and fell to your knees. A perfect angle to rip off her pants and underwear.

A curse left her mouth when your hands quickly found a good grip on her thighs and pulled them apart. Immetly you dove in, swiping kitten licks against her entrance. One of her hands found your hair and pulled on it to direct it slightly higher. Your tongue swirled her clit with the direction. Something you originally were going to take your time with but it was obvious that the woman was in a rather impatient mood. A mood you didn’t blame her for, you weren’t quite sure how long you would take your time. Now the cat was out of the bag, your desperation for the woman had taken control of you.

Nose pressed into her hair, you ate her out like a starved woman. Sloppy wet sounds echoed with her lights moans. Your fingers dove into her and you started to finger fuck the woman while you continued to swirl your tongue on her clit. “Just like that.” She breathed out, thighs twitching while she bucked against her. Her thighs were lethal, a fact she knew and it took all her control not to snap them close on your head. Your fingers curled inside of her and she let out a sound you swore you had never heard before. A squeak sort of sound mixed with a whimper. Eyes wide you quickly adapted and repeated the motion over and over until she was quite literally shivering against you.

Taina grabbed one of your pillows and pushed it over her face, giving her something to scream into right when her body let go. Liquid filled your mouth and drenched the lower half of your body. It gushed out and wet your top while her muffled moans vibrated against your pillow. You pulled back as your quivering legs fell uselessly onto the bed and her body relaxed.

For a moment you gave her a rest. Just enough time for you to leave her side and grab something from your side table. Any thought Taina had was soon interrupted by your manhandling. You flipped the woman onto her front and pushed her face down. With the light slap of your hands, you made sure her ass was in the air. A perfect angle for your to get a good grip on it. “Good girl.” Your purred out and shoved the toy into her dripping cunt.

“Fuck.” Her voice was drawn out and muffled into the bed. The glass cock didn’t stay inside of her for long before you started to fuck her with the toy. One you usually used on yourself.

“Does that feel good my dear?” Her response to your question was nothing more of a moan and you kept up the hard pace, the glass almost completely going inside of her. The curvature of it would be hitting that perfect sweet spot inside of her. “So good for me. So, so good for me.” You started to kiss the underside of her thighs as you praised her. “You take care of me so well, you deserve this. If I had more prep time, mm the things I could make you feel.” A light bite on her ass drew a significantly louder moan while she fisted your sheets.

Tainas face moved to the side, just long enough to speak for a second. “Please.” She begged out, something unheard of by her.

“Do you want to cum again?”

“Yes! Yes… please. Ma’am…” She begged to your much delight.

“How could I refuse such a request.: Your hand kept up your pace. “Go on then, cum for me.” A moment later she pushed against the toy, preventing you from pulling it out. Slowly her ass sunk down with the toy still inside. Her body once tense become soft like jelly and melted down into your partially wet bed. With a pop, you pulled the dildo out of her and she let out a groan before she flopped on her back.

You disappeared into your bathroom for a moment and Taina stared at your ceiling, trying to figure out what just happened exactly. Flashes of your quiet personality danced across her eyes. She wasn’t complaining, not far from it. This was an unexpected but welcomed discovery. When you walked back into the room, you had a bottle of water and a towel. That and a slightly sheepish look on your face.

“Ah, I didn’t go too hard on you? Sometimes I get carried away.” You handed her the bottle and she looked at your body, still drenched from her liquids.

“You're going to have to try harder than that to break me. This was just a warm-up.” Taina challenged, her slightly breathless voice did make it a little harder to take seriously. Yet it was exactly what you needed to hear to spark that dominant side of you once again.

“In that case, let me show you how it's done.”

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