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ascorpiosramblings · 20 days ago

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Dear Sputnik

(an attempt at a song inspired fic for Aventurine x Ratio because that's my comfort ship fr)

"Empty

It starts yet again, an endlessly empty day

Lonely

There's only loneliness in this cold atmosphere that drives me crazy

I follow that meteor shower, the compass that leads me

I run aimlessly to find the answer, find the answer

At the edge of my universe, dimly lit

My long wandering finally meets the end, meets the end"

He sat surrounded by star charts. An empty room, save for him, illuminated by a single lamp in the corner. He gazed up at the stars outside his room. The stars illuminated by moon. He sat in his room reading the charts, the chilly air flowing in the window and enveloping his body. It was of no consequence, the familiar cold was simply a guest he had grown accustomed to with all the nights he spent alone. The laurels hung up on the walls spoke for themselves, as they shone even with the dim light of the lamp, all serving as reminders about the time he accomplished a feat in the scientific field. Yet the grand stories don't bring the company of another. If anything it brought about rejection from Nous.

Another special traveler, traversed hardships and emerged the final victor. Running and searching for solace and freedom. Aventurine sat in his office, paying no mind to the reports in front of him. Scoring a win for the IPC was routine for Aventurine. He was no stranger to praise from his coworkers for a job well done, but even being surrounded by people in a room didn't get rid of the cold emptiness that followed him. The stars in the sky were enough to occupy his gaze. The stars were not alone. Something he could only dream of. This emptiness followed him everywhere he went.

"For this assignment the IPC will be collaborating with the intelligentsia guild."

"Oh my Sputnik

It's my fate, I finally found you

Call me destiny

Because I know you are another me"

Aventurine was assigned as the point of contact. He was there to receive members of the Intellegensia guild and guide them to the main office. To his surprise, he found only one man. The person in front of him was a few inches taller with amethyst hair and face painted with a stern expression. He was surprisingly muscular for a scholar in contrast to the small and nerdy mental image in Aventurines head. It was hard not to compare him to an old statue with each and every nook and cranny of the body defined beyond belief. He shook himself out of such scandalous thoughts as he reached his hands out to shake his.

"Aventurine of the Stratagems, at your disposal. Just a cog in the machine of the Strategic Investment Department. Pleasure to make your Acquaintance." "Dr. Veritas Ratio. A scholar and teacher of the Intelligentsia Guild, and one of the mediocres." The two shook hands. Marking the start of something beyond just a business partnership.

Months passed and the one thing Veritas didn't expect was for the blonde man to hold his attention firmly captive. "Life is a grand gamble and I'll always be the Final Victor." That's what he had said. A philosophy so radically different to his calculated approach to life. It was like an unpredictable variable had just entered his perfectly linear equation. But to his astonishment, he wasn't too opposed to the change. His office saw the company of Aventurine, and for the first time, Veritas felt an unfamiliar warmth.

A single warm frozen hand

The moment we hold each other, everything melts

You are my orbit

You're my one and only

Fly through the night sky with you

Sitting in Ratios office, Aventurine looked around, taking in the countless achievements that decorated the plain white walls. Painting the image of a perfect figure of a boy everyone admired, a boy Aventurine could never be. But it was silly considering he wasn't a young boy anymore, such fantasies were simply silly to entertain. Yet the memories didn't stop, he was still reminded of the cold nights he spent all alone, without his parents, without his sister, just alone in his cell, the only feeling coming from the searing pain of his brand.

The cold was replaced by warmth, warmth of a firm hand and a soft fabric. Taking a second glance he saw Veritas closing a window. "If you were cold you simply needed to speak up" The taller man said as he went back to going through documents. Yet Aventurine felt more warmth than just from the blanket. Glancing at him again he could see the soft line highlight the contours of his face, the concentration reflecting from his eyes as he analyzed every line of a paper that seemed insignificant to Aventurine now. It was subconscious how his hand reached out to trace his jawline. When he came to his senses Veritas already had a crimson hue on his face as he froze.

He expected a hard slap, but to his surprise he got Veritas fumbling over his words yet not daring to remove Aventurines hand. Emboldened by this, Aventurine moved his hand, cupping Ratios cheek. "Flustered are we doctor?" He spoke in confidence as Veritas put his own hand over his. Now they had matching scarlet painted on their face. "I suppose it goes for the both of us".

Its as if Aventurine was floating when he came closer to Veritas. But then he came to his senses. They were supposed to be working. His hand came back to him as he tried to calm his beating heart. Yet he wanted to be closer to him, he wanted to hold him. But this was too ambitious. He pulled back for the sake of his heart.

Ratio couldn't control his heart at the moment as well, he could feel heat on his face and ears. There was something dangerously magnetic about Aventurine. He almost wanted to get on his knees and grovel for Aventurines tender affection but for the state of his self respect and dignity he restrained himself.

If I hold hands with you

My wounds become bright signs

Rounding the universe countless times

Our orbits are finally overlapping

We met like it was a miracle

His frequency in visiting Veritas in his office had increased, that night left unspoken. That office felt especially warm when occupied by Veritas. It had been a few months since their initial mission was completed, though Aventurine still came up with excuses to sit with Veritas.

Though as of late Aventurine didn't visit Veritas as much due to work obligations, a chance with didn't fail Ratios notice. His office was cold without the others presence and Veritas felt it with his every move. Until days later the door swung open to reveal a bandaged blonde Veritas had been waiting for so long.

"What happened ?" He rushed towards the man. "A simple failed Gamble." Veritas caught Aventurine as he slumped against the wall. Guiding his body safely to the nearby chair Veritas scrambled to evaluate his overall health. This unusual worry overcame the normally stoic man seeing the object of his affection in such pain- wait object of affection? Veritas brought his thoughts back into focus as he checked Aventurines overall health.

"You hands are gentle doctor" This remark made Ratios heart go haywire. He could feel the redness on his ears as he focused on the task of caring for Aventurine. "Why are you doing this doctor?" This made Veritas stop. Why was he doing this? He just didn't want Aventurine hurt. But he never did this for anyone? He was already bandaged and tended to so why? "I simply want to know if you're ok"

It had been a while since Aventurine was cared for. The pain wasn't that bad. He had a hot iron leave a permanent mark on his skin against his will after all, so pain was simply an inconvenience that lasted for some time. But Veritas tenderly checking the bandages somehow became an ointment he didn't know he needed. This was what he missed on his mission, the company of the stoic scholar trying to heal his wounds. The tips of the doctors fingers spread warmth in Aventurines body as he quietly let Veritas work. He leaned back, getting comfortable and letting his eyes take a break and drifting off to the land of dreams.

Seeing Aventurines sleeping form Veritas felt unexpected feelings. He was the only person he'd worried for and cared for. When and how did this happen? The answer escaped him. But seeing the sleeping man Veritas realized that this was uncharted territory. He did his best to be stoic but the blonde seemed to challenge that with every move. The way his heart sped up seeing Aventurine smile, the way his voice captivated him more than any song ever could. He was artwork, one that Veritas wanted to keep his eyes on for as long as he could, to study every detail of his perfect face and engrave it in his memories. He wanted to spend as many hours as he could listening to any story Aventurine wanted to tell, to be close to him as they stargazed together. He was in deep, none of his degrees prepared him for feeling such a way.

Aventurine woke up with a blanket around him with his legs propped up on a stool for added comfort. Glancing to his right he saw Veritas hard at work. Aventurine found himself lost in the charm of the scholar in front of him, a charm that even Veritas was unaware of. It felt as if his heart was screaming at him to declare how attractive he found the man in front of him, yet there was always his voice, reminding him how everyone he loved once are now gone, all of it was his fault and that he'd drive away Veritas too. The pain of old memories found their way to his neck as if chocking him again. Suddenly he was all alone as he drowned, stuck in a prison of his own making. His heart sped up and he could feel perspiration on his palms. As if this was even something he'd deserve in a million years. But he was a gambler at the end of the day, he had to take the chance even if it was slim.

"Veritas, this probably is very stupid of me but I really like you and want more than...whatever we have"

In a crumbling world, I found a star called 'you'

A/N: If you guys like it let me know if you want a part 2, with the rest of the lyrics.

Also I am taking requests if you have any

#Spotify #aventio #hsr aventurine #aventurine honkai star rail #aventurine #hsr dr ratio #dr ratio #veritas ratio #hsr veritas ratio #hsr ratio #hsr veritas #honkai star rail #hsr fanfic #aventio fanfic #tomorrow x together #txt #Dear Sputnik #hsr

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apple-orchards-writings · 9 months ago

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Thank you for bringing up the self aware au!! I like those types of aus ever since i saw them from genshin!!

I'm curious about a couple scenarios: 1. How would things be if only kylar and whitney are the ones who became self aware? would those two team up and fuck around to find out what'll happen? 2. Can these two hear "you", the "unknown being that isn't pc"? If so, how'd they react to you commenting and speaking your thoughts, blissfully unaware that two LIs are now self aware? (i.e "All I wanted was to hang out with Robin, now Kylar and Whitney are messing this up! :[", "Awww Kylar's such a wet little meow meow", "Heh, I'd let Whitney step on me fr")

sagau my beloved, i used to be obsessed with it haha

They would probably team up yeah. Probably Whitney would be bullying Kylar and Kylar just mutters something like "when i get out of this world ill make sure my god makes you pay..." and it makes Whitney stop in his tracks, which in turn makes Kylar realize that Whitney isn't acting like the other NPCs. At this point they'd probably begrudgingly team up, secretly relieved to not be the only sane one in this game world.

2. It'd be super fun if they could "hear" you, yeah! It might help them actually endear themselves to you so they can have a better chance of getting out if they want to make you fall in love manipulate you. For example you could be complaining about Remy's goons locking your PC in the truck, and suddenly here are Kylar and Whitney, unlocking the door and saving your character.

If Kylar hears you compliment him, he'll be moved to tears, what do you mean the being that practically controls his world likes him! He needs to find the way to get out and shower you in praise too! Expect an increase in little messages complimenting your voice or kindness.

If Whitney hears you asking him to step on you, or something horny like that, he'll blush a little and get cocky, you really are a slut, just like your vessel (?).

If you complain about their interactions, they'd be just a little bit angry, even if you don't know, can you really blame them for wanting to interact with their only link to a living world ? Don't be selfish.

You can't see it, but whenever they go to PC, they can see you a little bit, faintly, and they study your actual form, the differences to your PC. You get the feeling you're being watched, but it can't be, right ? If they try to touch you, it's kind of like trying to touch a ghost, except there's only an impression of warmth instead of cold.

#apple answers #self aware dol

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nardonotes · 1 month ago

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11 oct '24

10:15pm

HOUUUUGGGHHHHHHWWEEEEW WWAAAAGHHHH I AM SO OVERWORKED!!!! FOR NO FUCKING MONEY!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SLAVERY!!!!!!!!!!! ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

i didn't get to write an entry because i was so goddamn busy the past few days. let's RECAP! : ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡

wednesday: i had so much work to do and ended up just knocking tf out,, like i don't even remember what i did then?? what did i even do... just college work and so much soooo much catching up to do.

thursday: after college,, i went to park with my sister, her bf, and her two friends (one with a baby and one's bday was coming up) so we celebrated a little bit there,, but it was cold as fuck so we were in my sisters bf's car eating snacks and talking! it was fun but i was really really tired.. and then we watched episode 2 of dandadan ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و,, it was so good man fr!! i need to catch up on the manga. but after that man i was too fucking tired to do shit. which is weird because i been so restless?? (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) ‧º

FRIDAY!!! TODAY!!!!!!: i had my first day of my new placement,, long story short,,, the printing business got back to me and i am now doing my work experience there instead of my mum's place BUT I AM still going to make their website because i feel bad also,,, they're very nice and it's good for my portfolio. anyways,, i was on my feet ALL DAY. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) doing WAREHOUSE WORK. LORD SAVE ME IF I HAVE TO DO WAREHOUSE WORK ALL FUCKIN DAY EVERY WEEK!!!!!!!!! but it's ok. they're super sweet and said eventually- ill end up meeting the actual graphic designers at the company and that's rlly all i want. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ when i got home,, my sister was babysitting her friends baby and i helped out a bit bc he's so sweet and so big now and he said my name!!! and we made videos w him,,, he's so cute..... i will miss him a lot when he moves. when he left, i facetimed my good friend who lives in bulgaria! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) she's so funny fr,, we caught up a bit and then i went to shower!!!!!!!!

i am really fucking tired. i think being this drained has distracted the seasonal depression that i feel at the back of my head. i don't even have time to do my regular hobbies anymore and it sucks but also good for me because i really am locking in and im happy !! (sorta kinda) more like im really proud of myself for pushing through and getting shit done.

ALSO! i got invited to my friends birthday party next week and im excited cause i can see them and the ppl i did the little project with! :)) they're chill and cool asl and they're also funny,,, i love funny people!!! and and and and and,,,, im going to an opening day for big boy college next week, the day before the party, and im going to apply on november. JUST IN CASE! i can always defer it. but i just want to be ahead and think of my career. phew.... that was a typeful...... (｡>﹏<)

im going to catch up on my chicas and relax now,, had a long day.

goodnight!!!~ <33

song of the day: Panavision by Roy Blair !! (king is back)

#nardo24 #nardo oct '24

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mint-moon25 · 9 months ago

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GINGER - AS - ANTIOXIDENT AS MY

WEIGHT - LOSS - REDUCING - PAIN

FR - ARTHRITIS - GOOD - ENOUGH 2

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kxkyuu · 3 years ago

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You're my Private now, Dumbass

The mistress: So, I had to split this is two, maybe three parts becuase of how long it is. But I hope you like it!

Summary: I decided to join the Marines in efforts to spite a certain blonde Gunnery Sergeant. Little did I know he’d taken an intense desire for me.

CW: Dom!Bakugou, Sub!F reader Light Bondage, Blindfolds, Vibrators ,Shower Sex, Masturbation in Shower, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M & F receiving), Vaginal Sex, Sex Toys , Daddy Kink, Primal Play, Praise, Degradation, Counting, Usage of the nickname “Princess”

Word count: 5.8K

Art credit: my friend Rhaenys

It was finally swim week. I’ve actually been dreading this week. I may be a Navy brat with Coast Guard brothers, but I can barely swim to save my own life. No matter how hard my dad and brother tried to teach me, I just could not get swimming down. My mom often joked it was because I belonged in the sky like her. But I just think it was that I was just not a swimmer. I looked down at the large pool with slight fear in my eyes as I could feel every pound of the heavy gear we had to wear.

“Alright, you unmanly weaklings!” Kirishima barked out. “Today you will learn how to survive in the water!” He smiled, teeth gleaming sharply in the dimmed lighting of the pool house. This was his favorite week to train. Kiri loved being in the water more than anything. “You will learn to tread water while in full on combat gear! You will also use issued equipment to stay afloat and shed your equipment while still in the water.” He held up a stopwatch, his smile still in place even as his red eyes shined with an evil glare. “Oh and you will only have fifteen minutes to do it all. If you cannot do it you will be dismissed from boot camp!”

Shock ran down my spine. Dismissed? Fuck. My. Life. I adjusted the heavy pack on my shoulders and repositioned my helmet. Fifteen minutes. I can stay afloat about twenty on my own. So I quickly calculated the extra weight and it came to about ten extra pounds on me. ‘I can do this.’ I patiently waited in line, my eye catching a flash of blonde hair and my body instantly warmed. He was watching me. That gave me a slight confidence boost knowing that he was there.

I could not explain why I felt better with the thought that Bakugou was watching me. How did I go from not standing that man to wanting him to ravage me so badly it hurt? I drew in a calming breath when I locked eyes with him and he gave me that little smirk that has begun to grow on me. When they called my name, I took another deep breath and jumped. The water was cold and instantly began trying to drag me to the bottom. I had to claw my way up to the surface and slowly began to kick my feet and wave my arms to tread the water.

“Oi, Dumbass. Catch!”

A long floatation device smacked me in the head as I was trading causing me to lose focus and I began to sink. Desperate to remain here in boot camp, I struggled back to the surface launching towards the floatation device. Once I had it secured under one of my arms, I began shedding the heavy equipment down to just my military green t-shirt, camos, and boots. Quickly I swam over to the other edge of the large pool and pulled myself up out of the water.

“Time!” I heard Kirishima call out. “13:45!” I beamed brightly. I did it. I fucking did it! I glanced over at Katsuki to see the tiniest of smirks on his face as his eyes gleamed. He was proud that I would be able to continue boot camp. I felt my racing heart finally ease into a normal pace as I grabbed the towel that Jirou had set out for me. As I walked back to the door, I could hear the Drill Instructors yelling at a few other recruits who were taking up a lot of time just trying to tread water. I could only hope they weren’t part of my platoon. I did not feel like getting slayed today. I was exhausted.

But it was no such luck. Dabi was one of the recruits that was getting yelled at by the Drill Instructors so of course, our entire squad got slayed...in the fucking sand pit while we were still wet from the pool. Jirou and Kaminari kept us out in the sand pit for hours, calling out push ups, sit ups, burpees, high knees, every single type of plank and squats. I was caked in dirt and grime by the time of it all it was over. I had sand in places I did not even want to describe. The sun had already set by the time Jirou and Kaminari let us go, so it was also freezing. Wrapping my arms around my wet body, I hurried to my barracks.

I let out a surprised yelp when someone caught me by the waist and quickly covered my mouth with their hand. While I wanted to flip the person over my shoulder, my body seemingly melted into their touch. It was not until that familiar gruff voice rumbled in my ears, did I realize who had captured me. “Drill Instructor, sir, what are you doing?” I questioned, trying to pull away so that I would not dirty his pristine camo uniform.

Bakugou leaned over me, his hair tickling my forehead. “There will be a line for the showers at your barracks. Come on, Private.” He wrapped his large hand around my wrist and pulled me alongside him. We moved in the opposite direction of my platoon’s barracks and closer to the Drill Instructors' personal barracks. An area where us, Privates, are not allowed to go. “What are you waiting for, Dumbass? Get inside before someone sees you!”

I swallowed dryly as I stepped into Katsuki’s private quarters. Why was I here? I could have waited to shower or atleast scrubbed off some of the sand and grime off my body in the sink. “Sir,” I said in a quiet, nervous voice, “Why am I here? I need to get back to my barracks before Drill Instructor Jirou notices.”

A feral smile spread over his lips as he stalked towards his prey. His eyes gleamed as he watched her take a step back every time he moved closer until she was pressed against the wall. “Private...” Katsuki growled out. “You know why you’re here. Don’t act like a dumbass.” He slammed his hands on either side of her head when he saw that she was contemplating her escape. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to her dusty ones, not caring that he would taste the sand covering them. “You think you're dirty now, recruit? Get in that shower and I'll show you just how dirty I can make you.”

My eyes widened as I nodded my head, a sudden wave of nervousness washing over me. Was I really about to do this? Was I really prepared for this? That evil little voice in the back of my head was rejoicing and telling me to just indulge in my desires. Desires that only Katsuki Bakugou would quench. With that confidence boost, I slowly began to peel off my wet, sand covered clothing as he watched with eager eyes. “Do you like what you see, Sir?” I taunted as I walked into the bathroom. “If you want it, just try and come and take it.” With those words floating through the air, I started up the shower and began rinsing away the sand and grime that coated my body.

Bakugou felt his lips spread even further at her taunting. Oh, he would enjoy breaking her and making her into a Princess meant just for him. He would fuck the attitude right out of that little recruit. But he will make her wait and anticipate him for a while. Then he would pounce. Walking over to his bed, he opened the top draw of the bedside table and pulled something out. Another wicked smile curled at his lips as he set the items down on the bed. Oh, it was going to be a very long night for his little naughty Princess.

I was nearly finished with my shower and was just enjoying the warm water like I did when I was back at home. ‘Guess he was all talk, no bite.’ I laughed to myself as I allowed the water to run down my face as I scrubbed it with a towel. I let out a small yelp when rough hands grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall of the shower. Firm lips caught mine and a slick tongue found its way inside and wrapped around mine. That sweet hint of caramel flooded my taste buds and I moaned softly. “Gunnery Sergeant...” I let out a whimper when those firm fingers of his twisted at one of my nipples while the other pinched my clit.

“Oh, no little dumbass, tonight I’m either just Sir or Daddy.” Bakugou slid his fingers hard against her already slick nerve. “Got it?” He smirked at her consenting nod. “That’s an obedient little dumbass.” Katsuki pressed his lips back against hers, trying to mark her as his. His fingers found their way inside of her, the water from the shower making it easier. As he pumped two fingers in and out at a slow, almost maddening speed, he watched her face contort with pleasure. “You know what, I take that back. Cry out my name, baby. Moan it nice and loud for me.”

I shook my head, not giving him the satisfaction of hearing me turn into putty in his hands. I bit my lip hard to hold in my whimpers when he picked up the pace of his thick digits, sliding along my slick folds. He was going to break me. I could feel it. But I was not going to go down without a fight. No, he wanted to hear me cry out his name, then he will have to work for it. I gasped when I felt his teeth and tongue on my neck, nibbling down to my pulse point. Fuck.... He found a weak spot. My legs began to quiver and threatened to give out.

Katsuki smirked against her flesh. “What’s the matter, Dumbass? Stand straight or can’t you handle a little teasing? Or maybe you want to be impaled on my fingers?” His teeth grazed over the junction where her neck and shoulder met and gained the same reaction from her again. “Oh? Sensitive here, I see.” He trailed the hand that was not currently inside her to trace random patterns on her back. His nails scratched a line down to her lower back and his little recruit opened her mouth in a loud wailing moan. “Heh, looks like I found the ultimate spot here, Private.”

‘Fuck...’ The things he was doing to me should be illegal. The things he was making my body feel should not be right! I bit my lip again to stifle my cries when he inserted a third finger, stretching me out. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach but the maddening pleasure he was giving me had one of my hands clenched tightly at my side as I drew the other to my lips to bite down on my knuckle after my lips were bruised from my abuse of them. It did not help that every time I could feel myself nearing completion, the cocky asshole would slow back down and start the build up again. “Sir, please...”

“Please what, Princess?” He lifted his head to look into her eyes. A smirk titled at his lips as he saw the lewd expression on her face. Eyes glazed over with lust, mouth open as she panted around her knuckle, face flushed with an adorable blush. “Give me what I want to hear and I may be merciful and let you cum, little dumbass.” He shoved his fingers inside her dripping hole roughly, nearly picking her up off of her feet as she was forced to grab onto his forearms to keep from falling over. “Stand up straight, Private. That’s order.”

“Fuck! Katsuki!” I screamed out. The response was immediate. His fingers drilled in and out of me at an almost inhumane speed, hitting depths that my own could never reach. I was a sobbing mess as I pleaded for my release. “Katsuki, please. Let me cum!” I begged him as I held onto his forearms, the feeling in my legs finally giving out. He pushed me against the wall and lifted one of my legs to wrap around his waist. I was so close I could taste it. “Shit, shit, shit...please?” I titled my head back against the wall of the shower and let out a lustful mewl of Bakugou’s name as I came hard on his fingers.

I felt dizzy as I leaned my head against his chest to try and catch my breath. I saw that the sleeve of tattoos that went up his arms, also covered his chest and down his abdomen. I blinked when his fingers were suddenly pressed against my lips. ‘Did he want me to...?’ Seeing the stern look in those carmine eyes of his, I knew he was serious. Parting my lips, my tongue slipped out and curled around his thick digits and licked my juices off them.

“Good girl.” Katsuki murmured as he picked up her other leg, “I’d rather taste you directly.” With just his arms, he lifted his little recruit up on his shoulders and buried his nose into her crotch. “You smell fucking delicious, Princess.” He wrapped her legs around his neck and held her hips down with his hands. “Let’s see if you taste as good as you smell. What did you say to me before? Oh, right. Itadakimasu.” Bakugou slid his tongue along her wet slit, grunting at the flavor of her.

A rush of liquid flooded my center as I tried to thrash around when I felt his tongue on me. It was too much too soon. I had just come and he was already doing more torturous pleasure to my body. I was still sensitive. He curled his wet muscle around my clit while his lips sucked at my labia. “Oh god...” I cried out when he moved one of his hands off of my hips to spread my lower nethers further for his assault. I bit at my knuckles when his chuckles sent vibrations all through my body.

“God? Thanks for the compliment, Dumbass. But the name is Katsuki. That’s the one you should be screaming.” He glided his finger over the swollen nub and gave it a pinch as he stuck his tongue inside her quivering hole. He was not going to stop until she was a sobbing mess underneath him. Right where she belonged. “Maybe I should spell my name down here? The only name you’ll ever cry out.” Katsuku growled against her sex.

My voice was starting to go hoarse from the overuse of it, but that did not stop him. I was starting to really believe that Bakugou was a sex demon sent from hell to tempt me. And it was working, I curled my fingers into his thick, wet blonde hair, pushing him closer to my core as his tongue worked wonders over me. I could feel him spelling things out on my clit, but I was too dazed to figure them out. The pleasure was almost painful, so I did not know if I wanted to pull him even closer or try to shove his head away so I could breathe. That warmth in my lower belly grew hotter with each stroke. “F-fuck...Katsuki...please?”

Bakugou chuckled once more as he sucked on her clit. “Begging again, Private? I can't understand you with the water running.”

I bit my lip. I did not want to give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg him to let me cum. But damn it, if he did not give me a release soon, I was going to go insane. But my pride. When his teeth grazed over that sensitive little bundle of nerves, I broke. “Please, sir, let me cum!” I screamed when Katsuki bit down on my clit again and shoved two fingers inside my slick, quivering hole at the same time. I felt drunk as I came hard, a flood of my juices coating his face. My breath came out in pants and my body was still twitching as he gave me little licks and nips, easing me down from my high.

He grinned as he lowered her back down onto her weak legs. He licked her lips, still tasting her before grabbing her chin and pulling her into for another wild kiss. “That was how I imagined hearing you saying my name, Dumbass.” He watched her face go through a myriad of emotions before settling on bashful. ”Now,” Katsuki said, his voice stern. “Turn around, Private. Right fucking now. That’s a direct order.”

My eyes widened as I stared up at him. I had just come again. Could I not get a chance to rest? Plus the water was starting to get cold. But the look in his eyes said that he was not going to wait. If I did not turn around, he would make me. “Aye, sir.” I saw as I showed him my ass, pressing my hands against the shower wall. I flinched when his hands slammed against the wall next to my head. “Sir?” I said shly.

Katsuki leaned his head down on her shoulder, his hand stroking over his cock. “Listen Dumbass, count the inches and you better not fuck up.” He smirked as he rubbed the tip against her, circling around her tight little hole. “Or there will be hell to pay.” Slowly he pushed inside, a groan caught up in his throat.

“Fuck...” I cried out, Just as I imagined. The Gunny was large. Very large and thick. This felt very different than having him in my hand. The feeling was not the same. In my hand it felt like steel wrapped in velvety skin, but inside me? I could not describe the feeling. “1..sir...” I began to count as he slid deeper within me, inch by painstaking inch. “2..sir...3...sir..” I let out a loud gasp when he purposely shoved it in deeper and pulled out. “Katsuki!”

“What was that, Dumbass? You messed up the count.” He pulled out completely and slapped the head of his cock against her ass cheeks. “Do it again. Right now, Private.” Bakugou growled against her neck, hands pulling at her waist as he sank back within the warm depths of clenching insides.

I could not think. My mind had gone blank at this point. The pleasure was driving me insane. And he wanted me to count?! I could not do that with how he keeps going in and out at such a pace I could not keep up. Was it at eight inches or ten? Or was it twelve? I could not remember. All I know that he was long and thick to the point it nearly hurt to take all of him inside. The tip of his cock was pressed so tightly against my cervix that my legs were shaking. I could not keep myself standing for long. I needed a break. The back to back orgasms. The over stimulation of my senses. It was all too much. And with the water turning cold against my heated flesh, striking against my back was also doing things to me. “Ah, Katsuki, please. I can't take it anymore.”

Katsuki, the sadistic asshole he was, wrapped his hands tighter around her waist and pulled her down more. “Yes, you can Princess. Or are you really Marine material?” He knew that would awaken her competitive, strong-willed side that attracted him to her. And it did. He felt her start to push back against his thrusts, her inner muscles clenching down on him. “F-fuck...heh...maybe you are Marine material.” He sped up his thrusting.

My legs were about to give out at this point but I was not going to let him win. I was going to make him go mad for me. Using my hands as leverage, I pushed back against him and squeezed down, trying to milk him of everything he had to over. I enjoyed the feeling of him sliding in and out, rubbing against my walls, but this was a competition now. He was going to cum for me first. I was not going to cum anymore for him. “Oh shit...” I moaned when his fingers began sliding over my clit. ‘Fucking cheat...’

“Did you think you could beat me, Princess?” Bakugou licked the shell of her ear before nibbling on the lobe, working his digits over that cute little sensitive spot of hers. “I know all your weaknesses.” He trailed his teeth down to her neck, grazing the flesh roughly before biting down on her pulse point. He could feel her legs trembling as she tried her best to keep up with his pace. He decided that maybe he should end her suffering. Dragging his nails down the small of her back and sucking at the bite mark he had created, Katsuki started thrusting even harder.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck...” the curse left me as a mantra. Damn it. I was not going to last much longer. I could feel my walls fluttering around him as that itch for release burned in my belly. When he gave another sharp, hard thrust, I felt myself come undone. My mouth hung open as my tongue fell out as I came. My chest was heaving heavily as I tried to catch my breath. That was such an intense orgasm that my arms and legs finally gave out and Katsuki had to wrap his arms around me to keep me from falling. “Oh hell...” I drew in several deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart.

Katsuki waited for her to catch her breath before he slowly slid in and drew a surprised gasp from her. He smirked down at her. “You really thought I was done with you? Oh no, Dumbass. I’ve only just begun.” He pulled out completely and picked her up in his arms, ignoring her protests and demands for a rest. “You’re mine now, Private.” He walked out of the bathroom and tossed her on the bed.

I wanted to protest but I had no strength left in my arms and legs. My eyes widened when I saw Bakugou reach for something that was sitting next to me. “W-why do you have those?” He smiled that feral smile I’ve grown used to seeing when we were alone and my heart began to beat even faster in my chest. Why did he have a blindfold? Not to mention a fucking vibrator! What did he plan on doing with that! “Bakugou, sir?”

He silenced her with another deep kiss, his tongue wrapping around hers. “Listen, Dumbass. You trust me?”

Did I? I mean did just let him have his complete and utter way with me in the shower? Slowly, I nodded my head, “Aye sir.” As soon as I said that my vision was stolen as Katsuki placed the blindfold over my eyes. A sense of panic washed over me briefly until I felt soft touches running along my body and my skin felt alive. “Oh?” I cried out, unprepared for the rush of sensitivity that spread over me.

Katsuki trailed his fingers along his recruit’s body slowly, stirring her back up in a state of arousal. He brought his hand up to her face, caressing her cheek before moving to her lips. His cock twitched at the thought of having those pretty little lips wrapped around him, to feel her warm, wet mouth sucking him dry. “Fuck...” He cursed as he grabbed the back of her head and guided her down. “Open your mouth, Princess.”

I flared my nostrils, taking in his manly scent as I did as I was told. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. He filled my mouth and stretched my lips to the fullest extent. I took in as much as I could without choking, but he touched the back of my throat. So I wrapped my hands around whatever was left out. I bobbed my head up and down on his lap, working my tongue over him. The sweet taste of his precum flooded my senses and I could not help but moan at the flavor. I heard him groan in pleasure and I so desperately wanted to see his face contorted in ecstasy, so I silently cursed the blindfold around my eyes.

Her tongue felt so amazing on him. His head fell back and his hands came up to run fingers through her hair, wrapping it around. Bakugou guided her down further on his cock, wanting more of her lips around him. While he was careful to not choke her ‘Too much.’ He needed more. “Use your tongue more, Dumbass.” He grunted out when she took his command and ran her tongue over the underside of of cock.

With each drag down my throat, I worked my tongue over the sensitive head, licking up any liquid that may have collected at the slit. Fuck, he tasted so good. Shaking his hands off of my head, I said, “You’re holding me back, sir.” With renewed freedom, I placed my hands around the base of his dick and licked at the tip with the tip of my tongue, drawing small circles around him. I could hear him moan out and that only spurred me on as a rush of liquid dripped down my thighs. Gods, he sounded so sexy. “Keep your hands off of my head.”

Katsuki curled his fingers into the sheets of the bed, letting her take control. Watching her head go up and down on his cock, seeing it slip in and out of that pretty little mouth of hers was mesmerizing. He would let her have control for now, but... Bakugou reached for the vibrating wand and turned it on. If she noticed the buzzing, she paid it no mind. He bit back a smug laugh when she jumped as the wand glided over her back, sending tingles down her spine.

He moved the vibrating wand over the curve of her ass until he reached that dripping hole of hers. He pressed it against her and felt her moan deeply against his cock, the vibrations of it causing him to tremble and let out a groan. His hips began to move as he slid more of him down that pretty throat of her as he kept the vibe in place on her sex. She moaned again, her body beginning to spam when he placed the device on her throbbing clit. “That’s it, Princess. Let’s cum together.” He commanded as he felt his balls tighten in preparation for his release.

I swallowed him down my throat, working my hands over the parts I could not fit. Drool was leaking out of my mouth and my jaw was starting to ache, but I was not going to stop. I wanted to taste more of his seed, fresh from the source this time. I sped up my sucking, hollowing out my cheeks and working my tongue over him. Slowly, to not scare him, I brought my hand up and cupped his balls, rolling them around between my fingers. That seemed to be his undoing as I felt him swell in my mouth before a rush of hot liquid struck my tongue. That same sweet, yet slightly salty taste filled my mouth and I moaned at the feeling.

Bakugou’s hips gave soft little jerks as he felt his release come to stop. His lips curled into that trademark feral grin as he turned the wand up to the maximum settings. He watched as her body twitched beautifully as her head swung backward with her mouth still full of his cum. “Don’t swallow yet, little recruit.” He grabbed her and pulled her back against his chest, the toy pressed so tightly against her clit. “I want you to come undone first.” Katsuki bent his head and bit down on her neck, soothing it with his tongue right after. Her moans were like music to his ears and he wanted to hear more. Using his free hand, he scratched a long line down her back.

I let out a muffled moan as I started to cum against the intensity of the vibrator and from Katsuki running his nails down the length of my spine to my lower back. Hot liquid ran down my thighs as I tried to cry out the Gunny’s name. I swallowed when he gave me the order before he pressed his lips against mine in a sweet, gentle kiss. I crawled into his lap when he pulled the wand away and pulled at my arms, cuddling against his chest as he pressed soft kisses to my forehead. “Katsuki...” I said his name in the softest of whispers. “C-can I take the blindfold off now?”

His eyes widened for a second before his lips spread into a grin. “Not yet, Private.” Even as he was just holding her against him, he could feel his cock twitch back to life. Bakugou took her hand and placed it on him. He laughed at the confused expression on her face as she bit her bottom lip. “You ready for round three?” Katsuki took hold of her leg, placing one over his shoulder and giving it a long, wet lick.

I bit my lip in anticipation for the first thrust of his hard cock sliding inside my weeping sex. I still let out a surprised gasp when Bakugou probed at my entrance with his fingers, spreading me with his thumbs. “Katsuki...I...I need it.” I could sense the smile that was more than likely spreading over his lips. He had won. I was a pleading mess under him. I wanted him so badly that it hurt. I did not care if my body was still tingling from the multiple orgasms. I wanted more from Katsuki. To feel his long, thick cock filling me. “Please, Daddy.”

Katsuki licked his lips. He’d finally gotten her right where he wanted her. His Princess was where she belonged. A dripping wet, begging little dumbass that was only his. “That’s a good little naughty Princess.” He leaned down and gave her ear a nibble as he aligned his cock with her honeyed entrance. ”You’re my Private now, Dumbass.” With those words, he sheathed himself inside in one smooth glide. His hands tightened on her thighs, feeling them tremble. Bakugou knew that she would not last long but he couldn't help but to torment her a little. He gave slow, shallow thrusts meant to drive her up the wall with desire as he kissed all over her body.

I could feel my legs shaking as Katsuki moved slowly within me. I could feel each and every inch as he took his time. The pace he was going was damn near maddening. While I liked that he was taking his time and tending to my sore and tender body with wet kisses and slow thrusts, I wanted him to take me fast and hard like in the shower. My body was thriving with pleasure, but my clit was throbbing, aching because my body wanted release. I was damn near in tears behind the blindfold. “Daddy...I need to cum. Make me cum!”

“Hmm?” He hummed in between kisses. “What did you say, little recruit?” He slid his tongue over her collarbone down to her chest and closed his lips over a taut nipple. She mewled so beautifully for him when he did that, her back arching off of the bed. Katsuki decided that he wanted to see her eyes as she came for the final time due to his cock. Reaching for the blindfold, he ripped it off of her eyes and at the same moment, sped up his thrust. He heard her strangled cry and saw the way her eyes crossed and her tongue out as the pleasure drove her mad. ”Look at me, Princess. Fucking look at me. That’s an order.”

I tried to focus my eyes on Katsuki as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled him in closer and he met my seeking lips in a wild, sloppy kiss, wrapping his tongue with mine. My breasts jiggled from his deep, powerful strokes and I broke away to gasp out. The tip of him was pressed so tightly against my cervix, striking the sensitive spots deep within me repeatedly. I felt that telltale itching warmth in my lower belly. I lifted my head to gaze into his bright vermillion colored eyes like he had ordered me to.

Katsuki grunted as he stared down into her eyes. Fuck, she was so beautiful with sweat glistening on her body, tears in her eyes from the intense pleasure. “Fuck, Private...” He could feel her inner muscles fluttering around him, trying to milk him of all that he had. Bakugo cursed as he took hold of her legs and pushed them towards her chest, ankles by her head. He began thrusting in and out, satisfied with the new position that allowed him a deeper penetration. Leaning over her, he moved his hips, drilling into her at a fast hard pace as he felt his balls tighten up with the pending threat of release. “Princess...” he growled out.

“Fuck, Daddy, Oh, Shit Katsuki...” I screamed out as he held down my legs by my ankles. The new position let him reach even deeper parts of me and I could feel my walls spasm around his cock. I opened my mouth and let out a soul shattering mewl as a rush of honeyed liquid left me and dripped down the sides of my legs to pool underneath me. I placed my hands against his tattooed chest, my whole body trembling. “K-Katsuki...”

“Keep moaning my name, baby.” He kept thrusting for a few more strokes until he locked his hips in place. His warm seed flooded her tight cunt as he left out a deep groan. He fell against her, his forehead touching hers. Katsuki pressed gentle kisses to her lips as he slowly eased out. He then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against his chest. “Sleep, Dumbass. I’ll wake you at 0200 so you can leave in time for formation.” He knew that he had to have her back before 0400 or Jirou would have his head for having someone from her platoon late.

I looked up at him, cuddling against him for warmth as he pulled the blankets over us. I smiled when he stroked his fingers along the side of my cheek and down my neck. He was being unusually tender and I enjoyed it. This was a side of Katsuki that only I would get to see and I felt a sense of happiness fill my heart. “And to retaliate, you’re mine too, Kats.”

Part 3 ----> NEXT

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lemony-snickers · 3 years ago

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sometimes i just think about watching naruto all the way through for the first time.

i was living alone because my college roommate had dropped out and no one found a replacement. i came back to school after winter break and the death of a friend on new year’s eve to a hollow, cavernous apartment.

i’d seen some episodes before, but never committed to really watching the series until my roommate started it in the fall, torrenting the subbed version late at night after classes. i joined her and it became our thing; watching together and screaming the lyrics to the opening and ending songs in our kitchen while we made terrible latkes.

y’all, i was so fucking depressed that entire winter term i went grocery shopping exactly one time in three months, two days before my father came to visit me so he wouldn’t know i hadn’t been taking care of myself. literally bought a loaf of bread and then threw a third of it out to make it look like i’d been eating it.

(i hadn’t been, just housing bags of potato chips & pints of ben & jerry’s when i did remember to eat, which was rarely.)

and, like, i felt so isolated and sad. i remember crying on my living room floor because i literally could not pick myself off the carpet to go to french class. i emailed the professor and admitted, “i’m sorry, but i just couldn’t come.” she was so very kind when i told her i’d been struggling after the death and she let me retake that portion of the class (yo, fuck the subjunctive fr, tho).

anyway. i am getting off topic.

the heat didn’t work in my apartment all winter and i spent three months shivering in my bathroom in the dark because i used to run the shower as hot as possible to build up steam & then just sit in there until the tiles were too cold. i’d bring my laptop and a blanket in with me, wrap myself up and do homework in the dark.

it was a miserable, miserable semester.

but i had naruto. i fucking binged the shit out of the series, just would plunk down on my couch after a long day of classes that i had barely been able to drag myself to (swathed in two comforters because there was still the school-issued one in my roommate’s abandoned bedroom) and watch these goofy ninjas beat the shit out of the bad guys or chase after cats or shout about their nindo.

it was the only fucking thing that kept me going.

“when i get back home, i can watch another episode of naruto.”

like, the fucking power of that, even now. the sense of nostalgia and comfort that rushes over me when i stream the dubbed episodes when i’m sick or having a bad day so i don’t have to pay attention as much and can just sort of let it sit with me like an old friend. i watched almost the whole thing over while i was unemployed and it was such a lifeline.

it still keeps me company, the way it used to when i really, truly needed it.

like, i tell people about this movie i saw once that saved my life. and it did. but i don’t tell them that naruto did, too. without having this series to tether me during one of the most difficult, lonely periods of my life, i am not sure i would still be here.

i calculated once how long i could go without anyone talking to me or seeing me that term and it was ten fucking days before anyone noticed i wasn’t around. and i remember thinking at the time, “i could die here and no one would know for more than a week.”

i felt like shit about myself, but naruto always made me fucking smile. and i held on to those goofy fucking ninjas like they were truly my friends. because at the time they were all i had.

by the end of the term, i’d found a few folks to tether myself to in real life. they sat up with me while i finished my final writing project over a manic twenty-hour marathon of sleepless, fevered typing. they fed me pizza and french fries, followed me home after classes to make sure i ate dinner. invited me over for movie nights in the dormitory across from my apartment; would literally show up at my door to drag me over to hang out with them so i couldn’t decline.

one of them was an anime fan. we originally bonded over naruto.

#lemony overshares #tw depression #tw food mention #goofy ninjas saved my life thanks for coming to my ted talk

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toriwakes · 4 years ago

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Take Time [Spencer Reid x Reader]

summary: spencer and reader go undercover- and it doesn’t go well.

content warnings: mentions of weapons (gun/knife), mentions of drugs.

a/n: second spencer post!! i’m in love with him, fr. hope u all enjoy, as always let me know if you have any requests!

how long will you

be out tonight

spencer panicked. he was cold, alone, and extremely sad. (y/n) was nowhere in sight, and the last thing he needed was to loose her. he shut his heart up and used his head; focus on the mission.

i’m not upset

i’m just curious

you know the order was to stay in place, but you locked eyes with the target and he called you over. what we’re you supposed to do? he started off with small talk, occasionally brushing hair behind your ear. being this close to him made you want to puke. where was reid?

how long until

i get to hold you tight

spencer’s boyfriend instincts were kicking in. he shifted from his spot a bit, low and behold there she was. the suspect had his hands all over her. she kept a flirtatious look, but spencer could tell. she was so uncomfortable. “permission to move in?” he spoke, not looking back at hotch. “granted.” spencer wasted no time, practically running up to his girlfriend. his firm arm wrapped around your waist; fits like a glove. “hi.” her sweet voice said.

i’m not upset

i just wanna touch you

“oh, i see. i’m into polyamory.” he spat. spencer clenched his jaw and pulled you in closer. “excuse him. he can be a bit possessive.” you professed. you reached to pick up your glass, but his hand stopped you. “i got a little something that’ll make your night better.” he shook a small packet in front of you with white powder. did he just ask to drug you? “we’re not into that.” spencer said. however he pressed, going as far as to open the baggie up himself. “i said we’re not into that.” spencer said again. that’s when he started to get angry. he tried keeping his voice down but the profanities couldn’t stay quiet, and before you knew what was going on there was a knife pressed to your gut.

it’s no rush

“put it down!” morgan’s voice alerted. people in the club scattered. “no!” you felt the weapon press harder. you couldn’t move. you knew this job was dangerous, but this isn’t how you wanted to die. your eyes darted everywhere- hotch, morgan, emily all had their guns on the man. where was spencer in all of this? without a warning, a shot fired. the suspect dropped to the ground. spencer’s revolver was gripped tightly in his hand. so tightly, his knuckles were turning white. no one said anything while morgan called in a medic and spencer room the freedom of wrapping you in his arms. “i’m never letting anything bad happen to you.” you shook terribly in his arms.

i’m just in love

just in love

for the rest of the night, he was very handsy. holding her hand, touching her shoulder, grabbing her waist. she totally understood where he was coming from, and she liked it. being held. at a time like this. he opted to shower with she; she didn’t protest. when the day was over and there had yet been words exchanged between the two, he broke the silence. “i’m proud of you. you did so good today.” (y/n) smiled softly and weaved a hand through his tuffs of curls. “thank you. for saving me.” “i told you i’d never let anything bad happen to you.” with that they slipped into bed, spencer whispering ‘i love you’s and holding you tight as you drifted off.

#spencer reid fluff #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid funny #spencer reid #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #criminal minds #Spotify

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howlingday · 3 years ago

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nora the arc au) things don't normally get to nora. she's got a thick skin and can always bounce back from basically anything. but she can't help the absolute terror she feels when she remembers the attack. with the nightmares getting worse it's finally jaune's turn to help her. and she should have realized by now that jaune's alot stronger than anyone gives him credit for.

Just A Really Bad Dream

"Jaune?" Nora was alone. It was dark, cold, and empty all around her. As far as she could see, there was nothing. She tried to move, but her legs were stuck. It felt like she was trapped from the waist down by some kind of tree roots.

Suddenly, a light shined on her. It blinded her for a moment, but once she adjusted, she saw her legs were twisted together. She tried to separate them, but she couldn't.

Another light came on. Under the light was Jaune, on his knees and held up by chains. He was shirtless, beaten and bruised, and didn't respond to anything. Beautiful women slithered in from the shadows, each tall, thin, and shapely, and began caressing her husband.

Nora struggled harder against her restraints, but she couldn't break free. One of the women licked his cheek with a long and slimy tongue. Another scraped sharp talons across his skin, making him bleed. A third woman rubbed his thighs, dragging her tongue across his abdominals. She screamed for them to stop.

"They can't hear you." A voice said. She turned and saw the man from that day, looming over her like a tower. "No one can hear you. He is beyond you. You are nothing to him. You are not worthy of his seed, of his live, of his name. You will die the same as you were found, alone and unloved." The figure dropped a white, beeping package and walked away into darkness. "It's time you faced reality. It's time wake up."

The beeping increased at her feet. She reached out to Jaune, but he gave no response. Her pupils became pinpricks as she heard a zip sound from his lower area, one woman tired of waiting. The beeping increased until-

Nora leapt forward with a scream. She panted as she looked at her surroundings. the room was dark, save for the moonlight shining through the window. Pyrrha and Ren shot up from their beds and watched her. Jaune was sitting up next to her.

"Nora, what happened?!" Jaune was panting next to her. She wrapped her arms around her and breathed hefty sobs into his chest. He rubbed her back and hissed soothing shushed to her. "It's okay. It was just a bad dream. It can't hurt you."

Nora shivered against Jaune and refused to let go. She felt a shift and felt herself lifted. He carried her into the bathroom. He turned to turn on the bathroom light, then shut the door.

"I have to pee." He said. "Do you need anything?" She shook her head and let go. He set her down and walked to the toilet.

She breathed calmly now. She stood to her feet and walked to the sink. She turned on the cold water and splashed some on her face. She then noticed she was still wearing her day clothes. She chuckled to herself as took off her shirt and tossed it aside. Her hands moved to her bra strap behind her when a throat was cleared a few feet away fr her.

"Uh, I'm still here, you know." Jaune said sheepishly.

"And?" Nora gave an impish grin as she took off her bra, freeing her chest from it's hot and sweaty constraint. She sighed at the cool air swarming her free skin.

Jaune kept his eyes covered as he blindly walked to the sink. He reached out as he stumbled and finally felt something firm in his grasp. But when he gave it was squeeze, he reeled back from it's softness.

Nora giggled, then grabbed his wrist and guided it to the sink. He sighed in relief at finally reaching his destination.

"Y'know," Nora said, "you kind of stink. You didn't shower after the gym, and you've been sleeping in those same clothes since earlier today." Jaune blushed as he washed his hands. "I was planning on taking a shower, but I don't mind sharing if it's with you."

Jaune stumbled over his words as he reached for a towel to dry his hands. Nora handed him a towel, and fumbled trying to give his thanks. She giggled and kissed his lips.

"I know you're not ready, and, to be honest, I don't think I am, either." Nora said softly. "But I'll wait as long as it takes for you to be ready. I won't force you into anything you don't want to do."

Jaune gulped and hugged her. She hissed as his still cold, damp hands touched her skin. "Sorry."

"Don't be."

"What was your dream about?" He asked.

"It was about you." Nora answered. "I was trapped and I couldn't do anything. These... really pretty girls were all over you, and I couldn't stop them. Then he showed up. He said you didn't need me, and-"

Jaune shoved his tongue deep into Nora's mouth, surprising her. His fingers danced as his hand glided over her bare skin, then found purchase on her rear, where he massaged her ample behind. She squealed under his grasp as he held her. He broke away, panting. "You have no idea how wrong you are," he said, his smouldering gaze leering into her eyes, "and you have no idea how much I need you." He swallowed, and stepped back, moving his hands to hers. "But not yet. Not now." He then looked her up and down, then shivered a sigh. "But soon, if you're ready." He then turned and walked to the door. "I'm gonna grab some fresh clothes for us. Feel free to shower as long as you need to." He stepped out, leaving her alone with... frustration.

She was going to take a shower, alright. And it was going to be a cold one.

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turtle-steverogers · 4 years ago

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Team Bonding

fr when was the last time i posted like,,, a fic on here. like a tumblr fic. damn. anyway. ummmmmmmm this is just your.... typical steve freaks out and the avengers are awesome um yah ok ok

warnings: panic attack, vomiting (basically steve watches the titanic and doesnt have a very fun time)

word count: 2575

If Steve was being brutally honest with himself, he was fucking tired of hearing about “the classics”. Irrelevant people butting their noses into his business, tipping him off to what movies were, “the best of the best!” and “absolute must sees!” He appreciated what they were trying to do, but after a while, it felt like people were more or less just trying to garner a slice of his 21st century experience, and quite frankly, he liked doing things better by himself. It was much more appealing to park himself in front of his laptop, nothing but his own quietude to keep him company as he combed through different wikipedia rabbit holes and caught up on movies and TV shows that were apparently crucial to his very existence.

Most were subpar and honestly, he preferred the copious amounts of popcorn he treated himself to on these solo date nights, but some things surprised him. Like Indiana Jones. He liked Indiana Jones. He was neat, and Marion reminded him vaguely of Peggy.

Still, he supposed he should have seen it coming when Clint came to collect him from his floor one evening, that sort of eager-puppy energy he carried around with him vaguely prickling the back of Steve’s neck.

“C’mon, man,” he was saying. Steve leaned against the door jamb, tired. He was going to concede, but Clint was rambling and Steve knew better than to interrupt him. “It’s, like, certifiably the best love story ever. You need to watch it--”

And there it was again. That fucking claim. You need to watch this! You haven’t seen that?

No. He hadn’t. He’d been a little busy, you know, being dead.

“--And the acting is all so raw and it’s just-- Leo DiCaprio-- you know who that--”

“--Yes. I saw Blood Diamond--”

“--Oh, you did? Well, anyway, he rocks in this and--”

“Clint,” Steve cut him off smoothly. “I’ll come, don’t sweat it too hard.”

Clint looked positively elated. “You will?” he exclaimed. “Awesome, yeah, it’s gonna be the whole team. I mean, that’s good right? You’re cool with that? You gotta be, you’re the one who mentioned team bonding that one time--”

“Yes,” Steve cut in again. “I’m alright with that. Give me a minute to change, and I’ll be right down?” He was still in his gym clothes from two hours ago. He meant to take a shower, but he’d sort of… ran out of energy. The sweat had cooled by now anyway. He smelled fine.

“Oh! Yeah, no problem.”

Which was how Steve found himself in a pair of sweatpants and an old SHIELD t-shirt, squashed in between Natasha and Bruce on the communal couch. Someone had handed him a huge bowl of popcorn and Steve was pleasantly surprised to find that it was flavored with some sort of cheese powder.

“White cheddar,” Bruce said, holding up a little blue shaker bottle when he heard Steve’s appreciative hum. “They’re, uh, sort of like seasoning, but for popcorn specifically. They come in all different kinds of flavors.”

“Oh, neat,” Steve said, around another handful of popcorn. He liked Bruce. He seemed to get Steve in that quiet, brutally raw sort of way. A quiet kinship. They didn’t talk about it, but he never made him feel condescended, so Steve decided that was okay.

“I think I fixed it!” Tony said, stepping out from behind the ginormous movie screen where, presumably, he’d been fixing a volume problem. The screen had been frozen on the first frame of the movie for nearly ten minutes. “Okay, okay, let’s see…” he pressed play. Music poured through the speakers on either side of the TV, loud enough so that everyone cringed and Steve nearly dropped the popcorn bowl in his haste to cover his ears. He always managed to forget how damn loud the world could be when he let himself get comfortable.

“Sorry, sorry!” Tony hissed, turning the volume down to a much more tolerable level. “Okay, there. Okay, shh everyone. Gotta let Capsicle--”

“--Just Steve, Tony--”

“--Gotta let Just Steve get the full experience.”

Steve rolled his eyes, but settled in to watch.

The film was honestly better than Steve had been expecting, if not a little… itchy in that way period films tended to be for him. The themes of poverty and love were pretty well-rounded, but they hit just close enough that he almost cringed at the far-fetch’d beauty of it.

Still, his fingers itched for a pencil as Jack guided a pencil over the worn sheaf of paper. The dim light, the faint scratch of the pencil, the forbidden love. It was familiar. Steve could almost smell the salty City air, afternoons spent under the dim lights of candles so they could see even with the curtains drawn-- a semblance of privacy amongst the compact vulnerability of his and Bucky’s shitty little tenement.

Draw me like one of your french girls, Rose had said, and Steve’s eyes drifted towards the wall, Bucky’s voice echoing through his head.

“‘Course I want you to draw me. I ain’t denying my vanity, Stevie,” he teased, but his eyes were soft. “Pal, you could draw a stick of butter and I’d still wanna watch. It ain’t about me here.”

There was a soft touch to his arm and Steve blinked out of his reverie. Natasha was watching him, a neutral look on her face that Steve had finally learned to recognize as concern. He shook his head minutely, offering her a smile. She nodded and looked back at the TV.

The rest of the movie passed without much excitement. The acting was pretty good and Steve had even gotten to a point where he could recognize the filmmaking as something like revolutionary for the time it came out. He was quicker on the cultural uptake than people gave him credit for, but that was neither here nor there. He laughed with everyone else, let himself grow somber when the atmosphere lent that mood, and generally, it was a nice time. He hadn’t gone to any movie nights before this, but he thought maybe he’d start going to more.

And then the ship hit the iceberg.

Steve wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting. Obviously, he knew of the Titanic-- he knew, historically, what happened to it. But for some reason, it hadn’t quite hit him while watching the movie that he was going to have to see the catastrophe go down.

There was a loud creaking of ice on metal as the collision occurred on screen and Steve felt himself go still-- body rigid and tense as the deafening noise played through the speakers. His heart slammed in his chest and he felt his palms start to sweat. He knew that sound-- he knew that--

--He blinked, shaking his head. Movie. Watch the movie. There was a panicked scramble on screen. Characters rushing to amend the situation, more metal creaking and groaning and breaking as dark, foamy water broke through the sides of the ship and Steve could taste it, he could taste the water flooding into the cabin, hitting him from the left as it took the plane down in a harsh--

--He twitched, shaking his head. He was being silly. There were moments of reconciliation as the scenes rapidly flashed between water flooding the ships cabins and peaceful moments of civility. A calm before the storm. A final dance before death.

I’m gonna need a raincheck on that dance…

There was a sudden crash as water blasted through into the work quarters and Steve jumped, watching transfixed as unforgiving torrents pushed workers over, flooding them, drowning them, and they were falling, slipping, sliding, panicking as certain death met them at the halfway point, and Steve knew it must be cold. So cold. Suffocating and unforgiving as it flooded their lungs, saltier than they probably imagined, heavy and awful and--

“Stark, turn the movie off.”

The room went abruptly silent. Steve realized his eyes were closed, chest heaving as he sat, hunched over his lap, hands fisted in his hair.

The popcorn wasn’t on his lap anymore. When had he moved? He couldn’t breathe and he was so cold and someone needed to save those guys, someone needed to--

“Steve,” a gentle voice cut into the roaring waves crashing in his head. Bruce. That was Bruce speaking. “Can you hear me, Steve?”

Steve nodded, pulling his hair harder. He couldn’t breathe. Was he drowning again? Surely that was impossible. If Bruce was talking to him, he couldn’t be drowning again, but-- but the water-- and-- and the cold--

“Good, that’s good, Steve,” Bruce. Bruce again. It was Bruce. “Can I touch you?”

Touch. Touch. No touch. He was so cold. He wanted to stop being cold, but he was certain if someone touched him right now, he would lose his goddamn mind. More so than he already had.

“That’s alright,” Bruce sounded steady. Calm. So calm. Why couldn’t Steve calm down? “That’s okay. You think you can do something for me?”

Something… for Bruce? Could he? Could he do anything right then? If he couldn’t breathe, how could he do anything-- and he-- he felt sick--

He opened his mouth to answer and vomited between his feet, straight onto the carpet. Someone in the room hissed sympathetically. Steve wanted to crawl somewhere and die.

“Oh, Steve,” Bruce seemed to be talking mostly to himself, but Steve felt his shoulders climb higher towards his ears. “Okay, Steve, I need you to listen to my voice. Just listen. I’m going to count and you’re going to breathe in time with my instruction, okay? Can you do that for me?”

Steve shook his head, choking on a sob. His chest hurt. Like someone had taken all of his ribs and replaced them with weights, flooding his lungs with-- with water-- and fuck, now he was thinking about the plane again. He felt his breathing tick up higher.

“I want you to try,” Bruce said. “With me. In,” he sucked in a breath. “One… two… three… four…”

Steve tried to suck in a breath, but all he managed to do was send himself into a coughing fit. Bruce kept counting. Steve wanted to tell him to wait-- slow down-- shut up--

He braced a hand over his chest.

Bruce was still counting.

He wasn’t sure how much time passed, but eventually he found himself matching Bruce’s counts, eyes closed and the heels of his palms braced on his temples as he sucked in greedy, measured breaths. His heart was still slamming hard enough to make him tremble and he could smell his own sick wafting up from the ground, but at least he was breathing on his own.

Bruce trailed off. Silence hung thick in the air, the only noise Steve’s slow, shaking breaths. Shame burned around his ears. He didn’t dare look up.

Tony, predictably, was the one to break the silence. “I’m sorry, Steve,” he said, and Steve was surprised to hear honest regret in his voice. “I was the one who suggested we watch Titanic. I should have thought for more than two seconds about that…”

Steve shrugged. Embarrassment climbed from his stomach to his throat, threatening to choke him.

Natasha spoke next. “Why don’t you go wash up?” It was an escape-- a way out-- and Steve took it graciously, keeping his head ducked down as he stood on shaking legs and rushed to the communal bathroom.

Inside, he locked the door and braced himself over the sink, splashing warm water on his face. He drank greedily from the tap. His reflection looked like shit-- he’d burst some blood vessels in his eyes, probably while vomiting, and his skin looked sallow and pale. He was trembling, sweat matting his hair to his forehead. He looked how he looked after a nightmare. This, he supposed, had kind of been like a nightmare. Though, he hadn’t been asleep.

Nightmares, he was finding, weren’t strictly exclusive to the nighttime.

He supposed he’d always known that, though.

He closed his eyes, bowing his head again.

His emotions had been fucked to high hell since waking up from the ice. This hadn’t been the first of those awful… fits, and he was certain it wouldn’t be the last, but to have something like that happen in front of the team was a whole new level of mortifying. Fuck. He’d gotten sick. And he’d left it.

He felt the ceramic counter straining under his grip. Scowling, he let go.

He could slip off to his room, lock himself away until he could find some way to sneak out of the Tower and never talk to any of the others ever again. Even in this state, Steve knew that wasn’t viable in any sense. He sighed. Besides, he couldn’t just damn the others to clean up his mess.

Stowing his pride, he dug some spare mouthwash out from behind the mirror and chugged some straight down, keeping a mouthful and swishing it around before spitting it in the sink. He still felt and looked like shit, but at least his breath would smell like wintergreen.

The others were still gathered in the communal living room, watching what looked like a kid’s cartoon on TV. There was a distinct smell of cleaner in the air and Steve’s eyes landed on the ground where he’d gotten sick. It was clean. He let his eyes drop to the ground, ashamed.

“I’m sorry,” he said. The cartoon paused. He didn’t look at any of them. “I was going to clean up.”

“Nah, man, the only thing worse than freaking out is having to clean up after yourself while you still feel shitty,” Clint said, and Steve looked up. There was no pity in his gaze, only understanding.

“Yeah, we’ve all been there,” Tony said. “Sucks, but hey, least we know now that Titanic is a no-no for you.”

Steve flushed, swallowing a few times. “Um, I guess,” he looked at Bruce. “Thank you.”

Bruce smiled. “No problem,” he said gently. “We’re watching Phineas and Ferb if you’d like to join us, but we understand if you’d like to go rest.”

“Phineas and Ferb?” Steve asked, guilt replaced with genuine confusion.

“Yeah,” Clint said, shoving a handful of popcorn in his mouth. “It’s my go-to when I have a bad day. Nothing like some good old platypus drama to cure life’s woes.”

Steve blinked. “I genuinely don’t know what to say to that.”

Clint barked out a laugh. “Join us, man! Don’t gotta talk if you’re not feeling it, but being alone after shit like that sucks.”

And Steve hadn’t had someone there for him after a breakdown-- not since the war. Not since Bucky. Every ounce of him wanted to run. Hide. Smooth out his face and slip on that mask of stoicism. But maybe… maybe he didn’t have to. Maybe he could let himself have this, if only this once.

“Sure,” he said, voice a little hoarse. He awkwardly sat back in between Natasha and Bruce.

Tony pressed play again and Steve smoothed his hands over his thighs, feeling out of place and a little cramped and--

Natasha settled, casually letting her feet rest on his lap. On his other side, Bruce leaned into his shoulder, a subtle, grounding pressure. Clint caught his eye and offered him some more popcorn.

Steve relaxed.

Yeah. He could let himself have this.

thanks for reading, chiefs

yeah this was chatted about in one of the awesome discord groups im in so thanks guyysss lol

#marvel shit #marvel #Steve Rogers #marvel fic #steve rogers fic #Avengers #team bonding #yes #avengers fic #i love them all #dlakjfl #ok #crawling back into my hole #im definitely supposed to be doing homework

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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immj2 03.04.21 lb

aryan is literalllllllly the fuckin dumbest. zero peripheral vision or gut feels.

lmaoooooooooooo yeah right, i’d like to see you shoot at vansh bhai, aryan. i really wanna see this lololololol.

lo aa bhi gaya vansh. (fuck he looks good in this shirt!!!!!! damn my stupid hormones making me horny for the absolute baaaaaaaaare minimum.)

ANGREEEEEEEEEEEE ZINDA HAIIIIIIIIII BHAGWAAN KA LAAKH LAAKH SHUKAR, MAIN MAHA MRITYUNJAYA JAAP KARWAUNGIIIII ISKE NAAM PAR

vansh [seeing an obviously shot angre]: angre, kya hua???

samosa khaate waqt ketchup kandhe pe gira diya........... DIKH NAHI RAHA HAI KI GOLI LAGI HAI TERE CHUTIYE BHAI KI WAJAAH SE?!?!!?! ANGRE DESERVES SO MUCH MORE THAN A FUCKING RAISE, MY GOD.

plan ke hisaaaaaaaaaab se. god i hate all the men in this show so much. angre honestly, why are you suchhhhhh a chaaatu for vansh’s ootpataaang plans?!?!

anyway long story short, vansh saw aryan spying, went and replaced all of aryan’s bullets with blanks, and sent the sms about riddhima being alive. LMAO DOES THAT MEAN HE ALSO CONNED A COOL 2 CR. OUTTA ARYAN?!?!!?! ASDKSADJLASKDJLKASDJKAS GOOD JOB, VANSHHHHHHHH.

angre like why i had to die for this tho???? oh angre, you sweet summer child. do you know NOTHING about your bhaiyya/bhaabi’s amaaaaaaazing relationship????? you think he’d give up a chance to emotionally manipulate her like this????

how’d the dumbass finalllllllllllllllly figure this is real riddhima tho??? also he has fully made his peace with treating his PREGNANT WIFE this way huh????

ishani/siya having a girly convo about siya’s “date”. ishani’s like “was it sizzling, burning, sensational?”

uhhhhhhhhh siya, if you’re feeling all these things, you should go see a gynaec. sounds like an STI to me.

this is a very creepy convo ishani is leading, about how far siya got with vyom. who wants such specific sexual details from their sister????????

asalkdjlaskjdlaskjdlaskljk ishani is like “men are like goats [....] they’re dumb. and women are powerful.” can’t say i disagree.

anyway this convo is really dumb and cringey and i can’t take it anymore. inke bhaiyya ka chutiyaapa dikhao, instead of this nonsense.

angre is over the moon ki this is riddhima bhaabi itself, unaware that boss is fuming ki uska chutiya kat raha hai.

6 ghante 6 ghante 6 ghante blah blah blah FUCKING OUT WITH IT ALREADY

the only time i like vansh as a person is when he’s smirky over buddhu banaao-ing aryan.

idhar aryan ne aake chugli kar di sabke saamne.

yeh anupriya ka kya hi chakkar hai, idgi. is she fr on vansh’s side now??????

riddhima khud entry maaar rahi, to prove aryan right.

everyone except siya’s reactions are like ugh, this bitch again 😒😒😒

LMAO VANSH/ANGREEEEE LOST RIDDHIMA AND SHE REACHED HOME BY THEN

ouff 10 min of dadi’s mafia queen reactions nonsense now.

lo vansh bhi aa gaya.

ASALKJDLASJDLSKAJDLKSAJDLKSAJDLKSALDKJLAS DADI STANDING ON THE STAIRS PULLING THAT KHAANDANI RIFLE ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM LEGIT LOSING IT LMAO.

ALSO ISHAANI IS STANDING BEHIND DADI, FULLY FOR IT. BAGAAAWATTTT KII PYAARI BEHENAA NE!

riddhima trying to interfere to save vansh (why???), and dadi’s like STFU B.

lol vansh playing stone cold stupid, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.

he’s spinning yarn after yarn ki “YEH riddhima hai, WOH jisko maara woh humshakal thi. MERA PYAAAAAAAR WOULD NEVER GIVE ANY OF US DHOKAAAAAAAAAAAA.” pftttttttt.

vansh breaking it down for the truuuuuuuuuuuuuly stupid, ki he shot a girl who had riddhima’s face, she was dead, aryan confirmed it. now there’s a riddhima standing in front of all of them. thus............???????

bechaara aryan. bachpan mein thode aur badaam khaata toh shaayad itna bewakoof nahi hota.

lollipop girl is nodding appreciatively at all this drama; she’s honestly the most relatable character here. if i was a houseguest here, main bhi roz roz mazze looot rahi hoti in chutiyon ka.

le aryan ne phir bandook taan di riddhima par, to get her to uglofy the truth. ab toh isko pakka maar padne waali hai. remains to be seen by whom. hoping it’s vansh as per usual, but i shall take dadi also.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA RIDDHIMA’S LIKE ARYAN HAD KIDNAPPED ME. OMFG LOLLIPOP LADKI’S EXPRESSION AT THAT. SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE WANTS TO BE ADOPTED BY VANSH/RIDDHIMA’S DEVIOUS ASSES.

anyway riddhima flipped the whole damn game and is like dadi, aryan wanted to make you distrust vansh and that’s why he did all this and lmaoooooooo even vansh is a little stunned for a second or two and then jumps in and starts haan mein haan milaao-ing with wifey’s story.

ARYAN LIKE HEIN HEIN HEIN HO KYA RAHA HAI YEH SAB?!!?!?!? HAAAYE BECHAARA. SO SO STUPID HE IS.

riddhima rubbing it in reallllllllll good in front of dadi ki aryan tried to killllllllll meeeeeeeee!!!!! and now aryan’s like bitch imma kill you both istg and got the gun on them.

LOLLIPOP LADKI’S AMAZING FACES LIKE GO ONNNNNNNNN, DOOOOOO ITTTTTTT, I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU DO IT, SIR. LMAO MAN I LOVE HER.

ASLKADJLAKSJDLASKJDLKSAJLDKJSLAKDJLAS DADI’S GOT HER GUN SET ON ARYAN NOW!!!!!!!!!!! honestly, this whole family is just so fucking dysfunctional, there needs to be a wholeass team of mental health specialists monitoring them and writing case reports about them at all times.

vansh trying to talk aryan down and got shot in the arm for it. pehli baar aryan ne zindagi mein kuch sahi kiya hai.

LOLLIPOP GIRL IS HORNY AT THAT ALSO. MAN SHE’S SUCH A WHORE FOR DRAMAAAAAAAAA AND I FULLY RELATE TO IT.

oh goddamnit. he didn’t get shot. coz aryan sucks at aiming, just like he does at everything else.

ASLKJFDSLKJFLSDKJFLDSKJFLKDSJ VANSH STALKED UP TO HIM AND WAS LIKE “TUMHARA NISHAANA HAMESHA SE HI KHARAAB THA” AND GAVE HIM ONE SOLID SOCK TO THE JAW FOR THAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

someone make rrahul trim his damn beard, that thing is like a foot off his face. there must be whole ass beehives and civilizations inhabiting it.

aryan passing by dadi and is like you’re making a big mistake believing vansh/riddhima and their lying asses. and what did he get for that? one jhaapad from dadi also. lol. just not his dayyyyyyyyyyy, man.

LOLLIPOP GIRL’S SMIRKING AND HAS HER ARMS CROSSED AND I LEGIT ONLY CARE FOR HER REACTION SHOTS IN THIS SHOW NOW, LITERALLY NO ONE ELSE.

oh shit dadi is throwing aryan out the house. does he have anyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy skills to fend for himself outside this place? he’s gonna die in like 15 minutes.

dadi warning vansh ki if aryan’s baat sahi nikli, she gonna murder his and riddhima’s asses too. hey vansh??? now would be a good time to take your 5000 cr. and fuck off outta this crazy house rn.

riddhima can’t stop reliving angre’s death.

vansh’s here and just sooooooooooo cool about it. shouldn’t that tip her off?!?!?!?!

she’s like BITCH WHY ARE YOU SUCH A PSYCHOPATH, YOUR BEST FRIEND IS DEAD AND YOU’RE LIKE MEH????? HE DIED FOR YOU.

ohohohohohohoho ofc, he’s like he didn’t die for ME, he died for YOU. you and your dhoka are why he’s dead. today angre’s dead, tomorrow it’ll be me. waaaaaaaaaaah bhai. amazingggggggggg manipulation only. you should write papers and give TED talks about it, that’s how much of an expert you are at this.

do not tellllllllllllllllllllllllllll me she falls for this shit. pls god do not.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HER BRAIN FINALLY WORKED!!!!!!!!!!! SHE’S LIKE IF ARYAN’S SUCHHHHHHHHHHH A POOR SHOT THAT HE COULDN’T HIT YOU WHEN YOU WERE LIKE 5 FEET AWAY FROM HIM, HOW TF DID HE GET ANGRE RIGHT IN THE FUCKING HEART FROM SO FAR AWAY?????????? YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SIS, THIS THE KINDA SHIT I’VE BEEN WANTING TO SEE FROM YOU FOR AGES NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

lol vansh is really pushing on the 6 ghante thing and she’s like ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i get it now.

toh ofc he has to resort to sexy fuckery and pulls her under the shower to seduce it outta her.

riddhima don’t think with her pussy no more. she’s like you want the truth????/ i gotta confirm some shit first. took the gun (which he’d taken from aryan earlier) and left.

yup she went outside and found a blood ka packet. lolllllllllllllllllll vansh ki khairrrrrrrrrrrr nahi ab.

sopping wet saiyyaan is like what youuuuuuuu doing??? and she pulled the gun on him. bwahahahahaha. sis not so much of an idiot anymore.

LMAO SHE SHOT AT HIMMMMMM AND HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT. I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.

she’s like bitch you and your lies and your dhokasssssssssss.

oh dang she fully called out his game, from sending aryan to manipulating her into being guilty for angre’s death. MANNNNNNNN, WHY DIDN’T WE HAVE THIS RIDDHIMA FROM THE FUCKING START????????????

oh now he’s gaslighting her about the dhoka. he’s got some nerve. i swear to god he’s asking to be shot for reals.

she’s like you know what, i woulda told you, but now, after all this fuckery, imma take it to the grave. bwahahahahahhahaha, i love it. exactly what my petty ass would do.

challenge challenge challenge and tashan waala walk-off. lol, what’s the point, tum dono ko jaana toh ek hi kamre mein hai.

ishani’s freaking the fuck out at angre’s haalat. oh damn. she really does love him!!!!

angre’s all mehhh, it’s part of the job, and OMG YES ISHANI IS LOSING HER SHIT AT VANSH BHAI’S CONSTANT CONTROL OF THEIR LIVES!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“tum pehle mere husband ho, phir unke bodyguard!!!!!!!! HE HAS TO UNDERSTAND HIS LIMITS!!!!!!” OMGGG YESSSSSSSSSSS QUEEEEEEEENNNNNN BURN IT ALL TO THE GROUND. LEAVE THIS HOUSE WITH YOUR BOY AND NEVER LOOK BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

idhar riddhima and vansh seem to have made up???? she’s waking him up cheekily, and he’s all “good morning to youuuuu too, my love. 😏😏😏” they fucked in the night, for sho.

he’s like is this love or repentence for yest? and she’s like bitch tf i got to repent for????

lmao the way she’s staring at him as he drinks his coffee makes me think she’s poisoned it. or spat in it, at the very least.

standard pulling and falling and sexy stuff. lol these two are so dysfunctional. constantly trying to sex the other into submission. at least it’s more equal now, than just him making all the moves.

yeah, she’s doing all this shit to protect him from some shit FOR SURE. ugh yaaaaar. oh well, at least she got some chracter development outta it.

lol he got mad at her for not melting at his do takke ka seduction. son, you thought a bloody forehead kiss was enough? we’re not saying SHIT for less than 3 orgasms.

riddhima cooolyyyy regarding jeeta-jaata chalta-phirta angre, who thankfully has some sharam for his actions.

she’s like don’t worry, i’m not mad at you, i know vansh put you up to it; and he’s like yeah you know i have zero self respect when it comes to vansh bhai. he says jump, i ask how high.

and she’s like you’re your own person dude. and i hope you’ll one day realize that and do what you think is right, not just what vansh tells you to. DUDE I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY DIDN’T GIVE US THIS RIDDHIMA TILL NOW.

asdkljlaskjdlaskjdlaskjdlaksjdlkasj vansh speaking chinese was really not necessary but....... lol ok.

wtf even is this black box, dude?????? like.............. you know what, idec anymore. nothing in this show is worth wasting brain cells over.

snort, vansh assures his shady business friends that the black box is in safe hands, and instantly riddhima comes and picks it up from the table.

some sultry talk about love and war as they keep taking the box from each other. lol man you’re both so fucking lame.

anyway he put it in the safe and is being patronizing to her, and she’s like be careful at how you play this........ “kahin meri dukhti ragg pe haath na lag jaaye....” OH DAMN. DUDE. I THINK SHE’S LOST THE BABY OR SOMETHING. IT HAS TO BE SOMETHING THAT’S HURT HER MASSIVELY TO BRING ABOUT SUCH A DRASTIC CHANGE (OTHER THAN THE SHOW MOVING FROM TV TO ONLINE)

asldkjsaldjlskadjlksadjlksajd she’s threatening to tell dadi that he played this whole farce in front of her and he’s like U WOT MATEEEE

anyway both of them smilingly fucking each other up about 6 ghante ka raaz and how the other one will lose. man, y’all need SO MUCH THERAPY.

riddhima’s here talking to stupid shunya fucker; and he’s just laughing and talking about his stupid saxophone.

he’s all only the two of us know about this deal we have, no one else in the worldddddddddd knows......

and she’s like actually................................. there’s a third person.

cut to: MY DIL JAAN JIGAR KA TUDKA KABIR, STILL IN CHAINS, SCREAMING RIDDHIMA’S NAME, AND GROWLING ABOUT HOW VANSH WILL KILL HER WHEN HE FINDS OUT HER SECRET.

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh boy. why did she have to tell vyom that kabir knows? now vyom’s gonna try and kill kabir for sure and i want the reverse to happen!!!!!!!! please god gimme some #kava love where vansh saves kabir from vyom to make up for that one time kabir saved his life from chang!!!!!! i just want my two boys together!!!!!!!!!

precap: same old chutiyapa. vansh got her fingerprints off a glass to open her phone; she tries to steal the black box from his secret room and he catches her. abbe yaaaaaaaaaaaaar.

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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birth-fic-lover · 5 years ago

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A snowstorm baby

For Kim it has been the coldest winter she had exprenced for a long time, she cursed herself for staying in this old flat. It’s single glased windows held no heat and the boiler was always breaking, it happened once again one day as she was getting ready to pick her daughter Mia up from school. Kim called the plummer, but unfortunatly she couldn’t get here till tomorow.

As Kim walked she worried what she would say to her daughter, there was snow due and she didn’t want her daughter to get ill from the cold. As Kim waited for the kids to be let out she saw Alexia, the mother of her daughters best friend. Kim had known her since the girls started school together, they had natrally got on like a house on fire. Kim actualy didn’t mind picking her daughter up from Alexia’s house for playdates or when took forever to get ready as her and Alexia had some great chats about life.

Alexia is the known lesbain but Kim never see’s her part of any of the school’s LGBTQ+ groups or with a partner, which some may find suprising considering she has a daughter and was also heavly pregnant at the moment. As they waited they casualy chatted, Kim decided not to metion about there lack of hot water. She didn’t want Alexia to feel like she has to take her and her daughter Mia in, especally in Alexia’s condision.

Alexia stroked her mountious belly as the children were releaced into the playground, “have a good evening” Alexia said.

As Mia joined Kim, she explained that the hot water was out again this evening. “Oh no” Mia said loudly “but what about my shower? I don’t wanna be all wrapped up all evening!”

Kim was about to reason with her when Mia’s best friend ran over to ask about the homework, of course little girls beimg little girls Mia instead told her best friend about the heating who ran to her mummy. Alexia then came over, “would you like me to take Mia for the evening? She’s due a sleepover at mine anyway, it may be her last chance to sleep at my house for a while”. Alexia held her belly as if to highlight the reason why.

Kim felt bad but Alexia made a good point, “well if it’s no trouble. You take the girls, I’ll drop by with Mia’s stuff.”

The girls cheered and Kim smiled to herself, she was glad her daughter wouldn’t be suffering tonight afterall. She put together a bag with a fresh uniform for the next day, as well as wash stuff and pj’s. She decided she would sort herself out once she returned home.

When Kim rang the doorbell she was greeted by Alexia who was covered in little flour handprints all over her belly, she just laughed. “Come on in, the girls were making mini pizzas and as you can see they got distracted when the baby kicked.”

Kim couldn’t help but smile, “I should get going, I still need to make dinner for myself and wanna get home before the snow gets thick”. It had been snowing since she had left her house with Mia’s belongings.

“I was thinking about it and you might as well stay over too, save you having to come back here. We all just got an email, school is closed tomorow as the snow is going to be so heavy. I’ll be honest I’d be suprised if your plummer comes tomorrow”.

Kim was tempted, “I’d have to go all the way back for...”

“You can borrow some of my stuff, you look like my size.. pre pregnancy of couse. It will be nice for that stuff to be used again haha” Alexia said winning Kim over.

“Okay, okay you win” Kim said coming inside, she joined the girls who were eatting there pizzas. Mia enjoyed her evening having a sleepover whilst Kim and Alexia had a nice pasta dish and chat, both single parents apprecated the grown up time. “I assume I’m in the guest room like I was for new years?” kim asked before blushing, that new years had been fun. The girls enjoyed counting down and Kim had been taken aback when Alexia gave her a bit more then a peck on the lips but never questioned it.

“Oh unfortunately this little guy has already moved his stuff into that room, but you don’t mind bunking in with me do you? I don’t have any spare blanket and anyway you don’t wanna be on the sofa” Alexia said smiling.

Kim nodded and maybe it was her imagination but at that point it seemed to be Alexia goal to get the girls washed, teeth brushed, story read and tucked in for the night. Soon we were sitting on top of the covers of Alexia’s bed watching tv, Kim was suprised how normal it felt. It was so nice as Kim would occationally watch Alexia’s shirt ride up as she lazy rubbed her globe like belly, at one point Alexia caught her and smiled. “Sorry, this time of night I love how calm he is. Have a feel” she offered Kim, “He will spend the rest of the night wide awake keeping me up with him”.

Kim hesitated and Alexia not wanting to push the matter continued talking, “I can now feel the head right in my pelvis, makes climbing those stairs”. To Alexia’s suprise Kim nodded and found herself rubing Alexia’s low hanging belly gently. At first running her hand along the bottom, then slowly pushing her fingers back up along the top near her breasts. She stopped as she realised what she was doing, this was not meant to be getting aroused as she felt for the baby. But to Kim’s suprised Alexia said softly “oooohhh that really felt lovely”, Kim suposed both of them must not get much attention.

Kim was right, Alexia practically had to hold in a moan of delight. She hadn’t been touched for so long, so just that touch made her nipples became hard beneath her maternity bra. When she noticed they had risen and could be seen though her shirt Alexia then got up to use the bathroom.

She got changed and on her way back passed Kim some clothes to sleep in, as she goes and gets changed in the bathroom Kim takes the chance to take a breather. She knows that she has always classed herself as straight but she can’t stop thinking about Alexia, but she assumes that Alexia wouldn’t be sharing these feelings. Alexia has a daughter and a unborn child to think of, Kim has her daughter. Kim puts the soft nightdress on, she is suprised that Alexia would pick this for her.

As Alexia waited for Kim to return she felt an as an odd sensation within her womb, but she put that down to the arousal she was feeling for Kim. She knew that Kim was a forbidden fruit and she knew better the to go after a straight girl, but this was all just a bit of fun. She couldn't help image those were blushes of attraction.

While in the bathroom Kim notices all the birthing supplies, from the look of it Alexia was having a home birth. Even a clamp for the cord and a at home fetal heart monitor. Kim tried to remember how far along Alexia was, would she be due soon?

But as she joins Alexia in the bedroom Alexia seems to be taking her all in, before hiding her glance and looking down. Alexia turns off the light as soon as Kim is in the bed, after a moment she asks “mind if I remove my nightdress, I’m not used to all this body heat in my bed” dispite it being the middle of winter.

Kim is glad for the darkness as she blushes, “of couse, this is your home”.

Alexia clicked her lamp on and took off her clothes, Kim couldn’t help rolling over so she could catch a glance of Alexia’s naked chest. Her firm milkfilled breasts hung from from her chest like 2 ripe fruits, her nipples were erect Kim assumed from the slight chill in the air. Without any clothes Kim could see her orb like belly in it’s full glory, she thought about the donor who didn’t even know how lucky he was to have such a beautful woman carrying his seed.

Kim then wondered if it was an anonymos donor or someone Alexia knew, maybe Alexia used the same donor as last time. Suddenly Kim was wracking her brain to work out if Alexia ever mentioned using a known donor or not. But then Kim caught herself not liking how much she suddenly cared.

Still she found herself watching the rise and fall of Alexia's breasts, she had forgotten to rub lotion over the curve of her bump so was now doing so. Kim wondered if Alexia knew what she was doing to Kim as she feely lay there naked stroking her soft skin. As Kim shuffled she realised she was wet between her legs, again she blushed.

She looked over and Kim saw hard her nipples were, she wondered if it ment Alexia was aroused too. "You don't have to be embarrassed" Alexia said "we don't have to do anything if you don't want to, but if you would like to have a bit of fun... then".

"I can't" Kim said "I don't want things to get awkward if I'm.... I don't want the girls to not be affected by my.."

"Relax Kim, it's a snow day. A one off day, I know that because we are not used to the snow we may find it an exciting adventure and I won't judge how you play in the snow".

As she finished talking Alexia felt a tightening inside her womb stronger then before, but just wrote it off as a braxton hick. She thought about telling Kim but just then Kim sighed,"what if I don't want it to be a one off?"

Alexia leaned over and kissed Kim on the lips, "why don't we see how you feel after the snow day before you think about moving to colder climates."

"Stop saying your snow when you are actually so hot" Kim said before kissing Alexia, both ladies slid down the head board and Alexia lay on the mattress Kim on top. They passionately kissed, Kim's free hand exploring Alexia's belly. The baby kicked against Kim's palm, awoken by it's mothers racing heart. Kim's hands explore further down the sides of her body, stroking her butt there breasts pressed against each other. As they sat up Alexia removed Kim's nightdress, then moved her hand downwards. "Oh wow you were wet".

"Yes" Kim whispers "I'm wet for you". She started kissing her neck then down to her heavy sensitive breasts, she slipped her lips over one of her nipples. Alexia let out a soft moan, spurred on Kim swelled her tounge around. Whilst she put her hand over the other breast squeezing the nipple between 2 fingers and pulling at it. Kim found it wonderful she swapped to the other breast, Alexia's moans increased.

After a while she moved her mouth away from her breast, Kim started kissing her way down to her belly. She made a fuss of Alexia knowing that she would appreciate soft kisses across her gravid belly. "I thought this belly would make me less sexy" Alexia moaned, "but thats certainly not the case".

In response Kim slide her hand down and started to stroke Alexia's folds, she then slide a finger tip inside her. "May I?" Kim asked.

"Ohhh" Alexia moaned "you may". Kim then slide two fingers inside, she had always had a fantasy of pleasuring a woman the way she had never been. She started pumping slowly at first, then sped up feeling Alexia’s inner walls react. "Ohhhhh" Alexia moans holding her belly. "No no carry on, it's just been so long" Alexa reassured. But she felt the tightening again, she knew it wasn’t a ushal sensation for her. But this may be her only chance and tried to hide the ache she felt.

"I could always use my mouth?" Kim offered lowering her head and licking and sucking her clit, Alexia moaned and her hips thrusted along her breasts beating her belly like a drum with each thrust that Kim's fingers were still doing. Both ladies felt Alexia building up, her walls contracted and she gave a long moan her belly hardening as she came.

As Kim removed her fingers Alexia pulled her closer still on her back, she held Kim close no words spoken between them. Alexia put her hand on her belly, Kim joined in caressing the mountain that was now her belly. It was so full of life, she knew it shouldn’t but it turned her on. “Do you want me to...” Alexia started to offer but Kim shook her head, all this was turning her on enough. Alexia caught on and said “do you want to feel me down there again?”

Kim didn’t need to be asked twice, she slipped her hand between Alexia’s thighs reached down and began massaging the clit slowly but with lots of pressure this time.

"Gaaaaaah hoo hoo" she moaned unsure if it was from the plesure or another tightening, her breasts rise and fall as she tries not to explode from the sesations. But then suddenly the sensation grew into something worse and a contraction gripped her hard. “Gaaahhhhhhhh ohhh stop stop” she said cluching her belly.

“Oh my god are you okay? Did your waters break?” Kim asked looking for fluid.

“No hoo hoo but I’m in labour” she still felt the pain, Kim held her until Alexia relaxed, she remebered that Alexia had looked like she was having a homebirth from the stuff in the bathroom.

"Do you want to call your midwife?" Kim asked her. Alexia nodded and Kim got her phone to her, but the snow had got heavyer. Alexia could tell that her midwife was doubtful she could make it, and said she should go to the hospital once she was more dilated.

Alexia agreed but knew she wasn’t going anywhere, the snow wasn’t safe to drive in. Plus she wanted a homebirth, so that was what was going to happen. She climbed off the bed and made her way to the bathroom, Kim followed "is there anyone you want to call, I’m happy to watch your daughter.”

“Let the girls sleep, hopefully when they awake there will be a new member of the household to enjoy” Alexia said as she started filling up the birthing pool she had already set up in her on suite bathroom.

“You’re not thinking of doing it by yourself?” Kim asked wondering how much she could convince Alexia this wasn’t wise.

“My midwife won’t come because it’s not safe on the roads and it’s gonna take forever, I’m not risking my unborn child by going outside” Alexia said simply. She wondered how much Kim would fight her, but Kim seemed to just take a second and then started helping her set up and fill the pool.

Alexia then felt her next contraction, she tried to hold it in not wanting to wake the children. “What do you need?” Kim asked both about the pool and the pain Alexia was in.

“Gaah just stay by my side” she said reaching out to her, Kim was more then happy to do so. Over the next 2 hours Alexia contractions got worse, but Kim was there holding her and swaying the pain away when needed.

“Who would of been here if I wasn’t?” Kim asked couriously.

“The midwife, I kinda only have my daughter and my son when he arrives” she said softly, Alexia rubbed her belly whilst Kim was silent. She started to sway again trying to get the pressure off her hips, but then her grip on Kim tightened her other hand supporting her belly. “Naaaaggggghhhhh hee heee naaaaaghhhhhh” she groaned as her contractions were getting more intense, she just wanted to start pushing.

Alexia’s laboring belly was so tight, it looked like it was about to burst. Kim was shocked how watching Alexia go though such a moment made her so attractive, but she was so powerful going though this without even gas and air.

Alexia found herself wanting to sqaut, Kim got on her knees to join her. Alexa’s belly hung low, heavy with her unborn child who’s head was pressed right upto the entrance to Alexia’s birth canal. Alexia could feel it, she checked her dilation wishing her water would break soon. “I’m at 8cm, 2 more till I can push”. But the sqauting did help at least.

Kim held her, “your my hero, I was a wussy when my mia was born”.

“hooooo I bet you were” Alexia teesed as a contraction hit and she held onto Kim. She then finally felt the pop she had been waiting for and her water broke, as the fluid hit the floor she felt the urge to push. “Naaagggghhhhhhhh” she moaned, she was not wasting any time.

“Should I help you in the pool?” Kim asked, but Alexia ignored her. As she pushed she felt the head begin to move down into the birth canal easily. She could tell here body was ready to eject her son.

“I can’t move outta this sqaut” Alexia said once the contraction was over. Kim nodded and comforted her, until Alexia felt the urge to push again. “NAAAGGGGHHHH” Alexia moaned loudly, she was glad they had closed the door to both the bedroom and the en suite so hopefully they wouldn’t wake the girls. As she pushed Alexia felt herself progressing, she spread her legs wider to componsate for her son being fully in her birthcanal.

Kim moved her position so she would be able to guide the baby out, on Alexia’s next push her folds parted and a tear drop gap was present. As the baby decended out of her Alexia was sure this baby dispite being early was huge, she felt the buldge between her legs growing. “Gaaaahhhh nnnaaaggghhh” she moaned as the baby crowned, she thought she was going to die from the pain. “ohhh god OHHHH I’m so scared”.

“No you got this Alexia, come on you are so close” Kim encoraged, and with that Alexia kept pushing till the head popped out. Kim thought she was going to rest but Alexia kept pushing till the shoulders popped out and the baby felt into her hands.

But at first the child didn’t cry, Kim saw the cord round his neck, with quick shaking hand she removed the cord from her neck. The colour flooded back into the baby’s face, then he let out a cry. Alexia put the baby though her legs and onto her deflated belly. She looked up at Kim and something in them both knew this wouldn’t be the first birth they would expreience together.

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eyeslikefoxglove · 5 years ago

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Episode 14 - WangXian are a (v soft) Battle Couple & Foxglove is hella mad

Hi! Welcome to episode 14. I should be studying. It’s day two of morning runs, so my soul has left my body already, send help. Yesterday I went to buy plants with my mum and got so excited I just whacked on a bunch of eyeshadow because I haven’t seen the outside in weeks, I’m also wearing makeup today, because I have nowhere to go, but I really need to finish this bb cream before it goes bad, so my parents are getting my full fresh faced “woke up like this and put on mascara” routine (which is a fucking lie because I’m wearing at least three blushes and two highlighters). I’m determined to get this bitch down in under five minutes so I can have another five to do eyeshadow, I have way too much eyeshadow to not wear it (I have way too much everything except maybe mascara and eyebrow stuff).

Yes, if y’all were wondering I am in fact a makeup magpie. ANYWAY BACK TO THE ACTUAL THING WE ALL CAME HERE FOR.

(Btw further down I discuss once again how shitty I think the Yunmeng sibs’ parents are if that causes an issue for you)

Ok ok ok, so I was talking with damnpoe-2187 here about how we found that sometimes WWX crossed from gremlin into asshole when he tried to get LWJ riled up. Like in the Cold Springs, putting our shippers hearts aside, that was a dick move and he should have stopped undressing the second LWJ went from annoyed to incredibly uncomfortable. I find this scene the complete opposite, a show of character development if you will. It is kind of similar in that they’re both hurt, and alone (although this time is much more serious) and there was some undressing going on; however WWX here behaves like a fool in love considerate person and knowing how uncomfortable LWJ already is tries to make it easier for him. They’re also super soft and I’m weak.

A brief interlude from my one track mind: That pond is full of corpses isn’t it? Or at least the remnants of the Murder Turtle’s meals I suppose. Damn right WWX should not have gone into the water with an open wound, but think no one should go swimming in there without a full hazmat suit tbh (I want to pump them full of antibiotics at this point ngl)

So I love this tiny montage (is it even a montage) of the, getting themselves ready to kill the Murder Turtle.

Teamwooooooork.

Listen, I have read a few fics in which their mind-meld stays in place due to reasons and I need me more of those.

Ok, turtles don’t work that way, but then again, giant murder snake-Trex-turtle so that’s low on my list of priorities. What’s not low is the fact that this guy is knee deep into pretty much a mass grave and I want to take a few showers just watching him.

Yeah, I know exactly what he’s smelling and suddenly I hope I don’t have meat for lunch today tbh.

The screaming sword has always been fucking creepy and does LWJ’s fist clench mean that he’s also hearing them?

BATTLE COUPLE! BATTLE COUPLE! BATTLE COUPLE!

So I know killing the thing took them something like six hours. And while it feels quite a long time in the show, I think that, if they cut the scene with idk, JC running towards Lotus Pier, then back to them, then back to JC, but now the sun is in a different position, back to them, but now the blood from LWJ’s hand has dripped down his arm; and so on a so forth it’d convey more clearly how long it took for the Murder Turtle to die. I know fuck all about cinematography tho so feel free to ignore all this if it is in fact an abomination.

Tiiiiiiny interlude here to say that Yiling Patriarch!WWX is probably one of my favourite character archetypes. He’s slightly creepy, slightly amoral (smiling while torturing and murdering bad guys is still amoral ok), more than a bit on the Dark Side, cocky, smirky, a bit of an asshole a BAMF, a rebel with cause and yet he will still do the right thing, not despite his nature, but because of it. He’s kind of like a Chipped Spike? But you know, he doesn’t need electroshock to behave.

I just want a fic where he’s this Dark Lord of Evil in everyone’s eyes however the ‘good guys’ take a break from trying to off him because a bigger threat just popped up and they have no choice but to ask for his help. He agrees, keeps being his charming self while also saving everyone’s asses, LWJ is smitten.

TL;DR: The Necromancer is hot. Oh and nobody dare deny LWJ has a Yiling Patriarch kink.

Oh my, this is the part when I always get teary eyed.

WUJI ON A CELLO? DO YOU WANT TO KILL ME?

“Why hasn’t Jiang Cheng shown up and rescued me yet?” THIS IS ALL THE PROOF I NEED THAT WWX IS THE BABY SIBLING.

“Lan Zhan sing me a song”

IT IS HAPPENING, STAY FUCKING CALM EVERYBODY (I’m crying)

That slideshow of their best moments set to WuJi is a masterpiece, and also, it kind of drives home the point of “how tf did we go from flirting during summer camp to this mess”?

(Btw if that’s YiBo humming he’s got one hell of a deep voice)

Ok ok ok, so this moment had me spitting up my tea the first time I watched it. Believe it or not my dumbass thought these people were actually serious with the censorship and we’d get scraps of their actual relationship. Lots of charged moments like in some other western tv shows I’ve seen when two dudes have chemistry but “they’re not gay”, no longing glances, no tender touches, no being unbelievably soft with each other; just you know, amped up, because if I’m not mistaken you can be arrested in China for “promoting the gay”. I mean, they changed the beginning when people insult MXY’s sexuality to insulting his mental health; no one would think “ah yes, the gays are good” when they hear it used as a slur, but they still erased it completely. One of the things I thought they’d fully take away was WangXian, I mean, the into/outro is named Wuji, which, you know, still a mishmash of their names, but not their ship name. It is such a significant part of the story with all the “what’s the song name? Figure it out yourself” that if something were going to give away that they’re married with a kid it would be that. I thought we’d get an artful fade to black BEFORE LWJ would say the name not after. And also, YiBo is enunciating it so clearly that, even with the sound muffled and the blurriness I, who don’t speak Chinese, can make out the two syllables. That’s deliberate, I can say “WangXian” loud and clear without moving my lips too much. At this point in time I must assume someone in charge of looking for censorship violations in the show is a fan and just ignored it.

Censorship person 1: dude, isn’t that a bit too gay, maybe you shouldn’t greenlight it.

Censorship person 2: shut the fuck up, sit here and watch.

*a full rundown of the whole of CQL later*

Censorship person 1: oh my god they’re so in love and they deserve to be happy.

Back to the commentary: I’m sorry but I have a mighty need of a WWX & Peacock friendship ok? This might be me just wanting WWX and LWJ to make other friends besides each other but I think that the Peacock is just bitchy enough to not take any of WWX’s bullshit.

And the Yunmeng bros timing for banter strikes yet again.

That’s terrible quality fake blood btw.

@ Yunmeng disciples: STOP SHOOTING FUCKING KITES PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Oooof even with a change of clothes our boy is still looking rough as hell.

MY LOVELY YUNMENG SIBS BEING SOFT AND HAPPY WITH EACH OTHER.

It hurts my soul that the second JFM starts praising WWX for surviving the Murder Turtle our boy’s knee-jerk reaction is to start praising JC in return. It is instinctive, how many times must this have happened for him to know his brother won’t even get scraps of praise? (Seriously fuck their parents)

It was going so well, I mean, JFM had a point warning him to not say things in anger. But I thought he was going to tell him that it is because sometimes he’ll hurt someone without wanting to, yet, this asshole decided to, once again, remind his kid he thinks he’s a failure.

And here comes Mme Yu who I can only assume had a servant posted at the door to warn her when WWX woke so she could throw some verbal abuse at him. I mean, she must have been missing it.

And JFM’s misogynistic bullshit strikes once again, because why defend ALL your kids when you can insult your wife.

(Every time someone berates WWX for “intervening” I want to scream. I mean, seeing this I can believe why the society as a whole thought genocide was a good idea.)

I love how they use their kids as props in their fight, I mean it’s not like they have feelings or anything. This woman is gaslight-y as hell too “you don’t love your kid because I gave birth to him”, you can’t tell me saying that in front of the son she’s supposed to love isn’t going to hurt him. And she knows it, I mean, besides the Wen attack I’ve never seen her hit the kids (although I very much doubt she hasn’t), so a good part of the abuse must be verbal. There’s no fucking way a person who regularly uses words that way won’t realise where she’s aiming those arrows. Which means to her (to both) the kids are collateral.

But FR, the barely-out-of-adolescence disaster bi necromancer PTSDing all over the place and living in a mass grave was a better parent than any of the current adults in this thing.

Which brings me to another point, Shijie is textbook “the oldest sibling is just another parent” and I’m making myself very angry.

[this is when I start frothing at the mouth and itching to write a modern-girl(and friends)-dropped-in-CQL because someone has to be a positive adult influence in these kids’ lives and it sure as shit ain’t the ones in the actual show.]

CAN WE STOP BRINGING PEOPLE’S DEAD PARENTS INTO THE FIGHT?

*deep breath*

I am going to feed JFM & Mme Yu each other’s spleens. Look, listen, look and listen, let’s first talk about how calmly they lay out the facts of their lives, one is only loved because he’s been brought up in the shadow of his dead parents, the other knows with certainty his father dislikes him and his mother uses him as leverage in marital disputes. When have these two not exploded their emotions all over the place? Fucking never. Yet here they are, talking about this bullshit like some bout of inconvenient weather. They’re used to it!

And now let’s talk about yet again siblings-are-just-extra-parents, with an added pile of WWX’s terrible self awareness that, to the man who brought him up, his worth is due to his dead parents. Again I’m extrapolating, but with the amount of times Mme Yu brings up his parents in such a negative light I refuse to believe JFM hasn’t made all the “you’re so much like your parents” comments to him every time WWX does something right. I mean, telling an orphan about their parents if they ask is a good thing, but WWX seems starved for stories about his them, which leads me to believe JFM refuses to talk about the topic except to make those little comments. What a fucking stellar way to give someone all the trauma if you ask me. May also explain a lot of WWX’s self worth issues if the biggest praise he’s ever heard is that he resembles dead people, yes, people who were loved, but they’re dead, and it doesn’t look like any adult has bothered to go and differentiate WWX from ZSSR&WCZ.

I’m just really mad, despite all the silly anecdotes I put in here my parents are fucking great at parenting, so I know what good parents should look like, and this ain’t it.

Ok, so I made myself angry and I don’t know if I should move onto the next episode now or wait till tomorrow but thanks for reading!

#the untamed #cql #mdzs #mdzs live action #foxglove watches cql #foxglove watches the untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #jiang yanli #jiang cheng #yunmeng shuangjie #yunmeng trio #yunmeng siblings #yunmeng bros #Foxglove is hella mad #good parenting? Less likely than you think

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rides onto the dash nude n on horseback like this pic of sam way. oh fancy seeing u here.......... im impeccably tensed our entire exchange. buns like steel cld crack a nut open between them. i’m nai n it’s so nice to meet u all!!!! i’m one of the admins here (josefine frida pettersen on the main) n i’m so Excited 2 get things going........... some facts abt me r i sometimes hv a witch’s cackle, i once drunkenly swung frm a tree branch pretending to b tarzan n fell n grass stained my fav jeans at 4 in the morning n i lov spicy food despite the fact it mkes me sweat like a hog in the sun. more abt lana under the cut!!! also like this or hmu if u wna plot n her pinterest is here n playlist is here 👺🌚

「kristine froseth & cis-female」⇾ jameson , lana, the junior radcliffe student’s records show that she is a gemini and 22 years old. she is studying dance, living in off campus and can be vivacious, passionate, childish & impulsive. when i see her i am reminded of stepping out in the cold wearing just a red slip, lipstick on a stranger’s throat, a bumper sticker on the back of a convertible cadillac that says ‘SCRAPPY DOO IS A FILTHY SLUT’. ⇽「nai & 23 & gmt & she/her.」

AESTHETICS:

scalding your fingers in shower water until they glow like rudolph’s nose, cherry red gym socks tugged high and nothing else, stepping out in the cold wearing just a red slip, an origami swan made from an old receipt, tickling a stranger’s chin with the end of a feather boa, crowning each finger with a miniature raspberry, hugging a knee close to lick a stripe of fruit juice off a bruise there, doodling penises in the condensation of a car window, a water pistol topped with rum and covered in glittery pin-up stickers, believable smiles that feel more like baring teeth, a bumper sticker on the back of a convertible cadillac that says ‘SCRAPPY DOO IS A FILTHY SLUT’, prancing around in your underwear to a vinyl record with the curtains open.

HISTORY:

lana grew up in a big house in albany, NY. albums framed on the walls. mayb some rolling stone covers too frm way bk when of the bands her dad’s label signed. kind of like… a rock star palace w no evidence of children at all. i think i summarised it best in one of lana’s self paras once when i said the garden ws “as big as it was unloved”, not that u wld know from all of the gardener’s pruning

lana’s mum victoria (vic) ws a music journalist w a pretty fruitful career ahead of her when she met lana’s dad richard (rich). his record label ws jst starting out, founded on the coattails of his rich best friend’s (jensen peters) investment w his other best friend (who he jst calls knoxville). it rocketed to success when they signed poppy injects, a rock band w an electric stage presence, n victoria ws drawn to the glitz n glamour of a man tht ws at the helm of his aspiring industry. their love ws very impulsive, all or nothing right frm the start, n it ws almost like she ws mre in love w his accomplishments n what he represented than him

anyway so jameson records repped a few big rock bands bk in the eighties, altho poppy injects r who they’re mostly known fr, namely bc of hw brightly they crashed n burned. (drugs/addiction tw) they were a big chart success bt the lead singer hd quite an intense struggle w heroin (wsnt rly subtle abt it either while he ws in the public eye as u cn probably imagine frm such an on-the-nose band name) n he ws always in n out of the papers. it eventually brought down his career n it ws a big publicity nightmare

lana pretty much… grew up around figures like this throughout childhood. rly troubled characters who wld kind of… b extremely volatile n destructive abt their troubles. the jameson house was kind of an open one as welcoming clients went n a lot of parties took place there. a lot of the time musicians wld b snorting lines in the kitchen when she wnted to grab a bowl of cereal fr breakfast. very strange environment fr a child to grow up in

her parents always kind of jst… didn’t like her much. her older brother caleb ws unplanned bt they sort of welcomed the surprise more bt… quickly realised they weren’t cut out fr parenthood n then when lana came as another surprise 3 yrs later they didn’t even try to hide their resentment abt the situation. her mum ws actually booked in to have an abortion bt cldnt go through with it at the last minute. once when lana asked her why shes so cold towards her she jst turned her head frm her dresser, looked at her, told her abt this n said “idk why i didn’t go”. lana didn’t kno wht to say to tht so she jst left her room n closed the door

(dissociation/delusion tw) bc of this growing up lana adopted this weird like…. she didn’t rly kno what it ws bt it ws a delusion of sorts where she thought she ws a ghost. she’d jst sort of… drift around the halls w noone acknowledging her n sometimes she ws jst convinced she wsnt actually there or they cldnt see her n she ws jst haunting the house frm a previous family

the one saving grace tho tht sort of?? gt her thru this n made her feel Seen ws caleb. lana quite genuinely hs always thought the sun shines out of her older brothers ass like she jst thinks. hes the best person in the entire world. wld b rly bewildered if anyone questioned tht. he wld always look out for her in the zoo they called a home n cut the crusts off her PBJs so they lkd like teddy bears (he’d cook fr them most of the time bc their parents were too busy/didn’t care to) n sometimes wld even sleep at the bottom of her bed curled up like a guard dog. it ws always lana n caleb n his best friend tommy against the world in tht house (tommy lived next door n was always over bc he had very strict parents / a military father tht he found suffocating)

SO when caleb n tommy announced tht they’d signed up to the army lana ws understandably…….. blindsided. she ws rly upset tht they were leaving like pretty besides herself bt she tried not to b mad at them n made them promise theyd b safe n back as soon as possible. she even asked if they cld somehow take her w them n they were jst like :/ it doesn’t work that way luv x

(death tw, ptsd tw, grief tw, trauma tw, hospitalisation tw, drugs tw) anyway caleb ended up getting discharged under grounds of severe ptsd when he witnessed tommy die in an explosion tht took place in a shock raid. caleb returned home sans tommy bt he was never the same after tht. he’s been in n out of hospital n he turned to using as a way to cope so it’s been a rly bumpy road since. lana kind of felt like two of her brothers died out there in a way n jst like tht it wasn’t them vs the world any mre, it was jst her

ANYWAY whew tht rly…. took a dark turn there….. chuckles nervously at hw sad lana’s life is bt it’s fine it’s all fINE!!!!!!! ok. so on a mre lighthearted note the jameson family r pretty well off n bc of her relation to such a big music industry figure she’s hung out w a fair few relatively high rep ppl thru her teens. mostly kids of celebrities n stuff like tht. she amassed kind of an instagram following mainly fr her style (penny lane-esque in some aspects aka lots of fur cuff trimmed jackets bt then also jst…. a wild combination of everything honestly. pastel faux fur coats, seventies style platforms, flame red cowboy boots, pink fishnet tights n glitter used like highlight Everywhere) n bc she’s undeniably Pretty Gorl

(trauma tw) after caleb got back he was rly withdrawn n depressed. he shut lana out n was kind of harsh to her a lot of the time, always telling her to leave him alone or pushing her away. it didnt help either tht lana had a rly traumatic experience w some of her dad’s colleagues at the label when she ws 16 n he was away n she cldnt even tell him abt it once he was bk bc of his own traumas. she kind of jst shut it all in n kept it to herself

(hypersexuality tw) this obviously?? made her spiral a lot. she was already a girl tht loved sex but since her trauma it got…. completely out of hand. it got to a point where she couldnt rly go 2 days without it, probably not even 1. her lowest point has probably been scrolling thru craiglist for anonymous encounters n meeting up w strangers on there fr hookups even tho it’s insanely dangerous n she cld wind up getting herself killed. the risk is honestly part of the appeal to her sometimes she’s :////// quite self destructive n jst likes a thrill to mke her feel Alive. it’s v clear at this point tht she has a sex addiction whether she’s ever admitted it or not. it kind of… almost mingled w tht same feeling she used to get when she ws younger of being a ghost?? like she jst. only rly feels Real when she’s being touched

(violence tw) she’s had.................... SCH a bad history dating wise. she almost always dates fking.... actual beasts like i jst wna gently shake her by the shoulders sometimes bt :////////////// one of her recent exes is in prison aftr he beat up someone she’d slept w in front of her like she jst. has had a very Not Sexy time w romance...... she hd to b a witness in the trial abt it n he ws found guilty n sent down so it ws like Intense n a gd example of the kinds of disastrous relationships she gets herself into. perks of being a wallflower voice: We Accept The Love We Think We Deserve.

this past summer she gt a job at a burlesque club in downtown lovell!!! it honestly is her dream job like. dancing? being sexy? fav hobbies................. most delicious pastimes... 10/10 ideal fr her............... she almost started working at a coyote ugly bar bt this one won her over. she usually jets off to some foreign country n has a rly exotic n action packed summer bt i think she wldv just been working local there fr this one to b close to her brother (the rehab he’s at is close like a 40 min drive so!). she’s also moved into a big lofty apartment w 3 roommates tht’s above a chinese take out w lots of lanterns hung outside. the street? scott street......................... tribute to mizz phoebe bridgers hunger games salutes to the sky so it travels 2 her............. she gt a red heart shaped bath tub installed which hs always been her dream so honestly the summer hs been pretty gd to her....... five stars on yelp she deserves Some happiness once in a while

PERSONALITY:

always smells vaguely of wild cherries or strawberry starburst or jst the candy aisle in general. if she ws a vinyl record she’d b this one n she’d only play good vibrations by the beach boys, dancing on my own by robyn, play that funky music by wild cherry, femme fatale by the velvet underground n (i can’t get no) satisfaction by the rolling stones

growing up lana was always a HUGE social butterfly. knew everyone n everyone knew her. she ws one of those girls tht ws kind of impossible to ignore or forget (cld b a gd or bad thing depends on ur Stance...... she can be a lot tho frankly). very animated, always made u feel like u were the centre of the universe whenever she spoke to u, always made it feel like u were best friends even if ud only spoken to her once.

deliberately puts on tht kind of Magnetic Alluring act tht femme fatales wear in movies sometimes. kind of…. is always playing A Role of the person tht she wants to b seen as or the person she feels ppl want her to be. chameleons to situations. feels like she’s performed as the vivacious n fun loving Lana Jameson fr so long tht she doesn’t rly kno who she is beneath tht bt she isn’t too keen to find out

always the last one awake at the party. jst doesn’t seem to hv.... an off switch. every1 else cld b passed out at 6am n she’d still b swaying around to sunday morning by the velvet underground in her underwear drinking frm a bottle of merlot

she’s always been rly spontaneous n adventurous. always doing something weird n wild every weekend. she has ten thousand ridiculously absurd n chaotic stories

uncontrollably flirty. she’s tht tumblr post tht’s like flirting will b ur hubris n the reply is like kind of sexy of u to say so................ SO confident cld talk to anyone. makes a joke out of anything. tends to laugh when she feels like crying. even if she DOES cry she’ll smile thru it like it isn’t happening she jst.... doesn’t like to b negative ever if she cn help it

she’s amassed a weird collection of like... Things various ppl she’s known hv made abt her. this guy she ws friends w wrote a song abt her n performed it at a gig she went to without telling her in advance. it ws rly dramatic he sang it n looked at her the whole time n she ws jst a bit like.... omg.... lmfao............... she’s also hd various paintings done of her. i honestly dnt even rly kno hw it happens she jst has a personality where she..... leaves an impression like a lipstick print on a white shirt w some ppl.................. she’s like tht tumblr post where someone arrives at a poetry reading n is like hi yes........ where do the muses sit? except she isn’t rly.... obnoxious abt it she jst shrugs n is like.......... oh that........... KJHSFKHGSFKGHSFKGSFHGK. it’s a charmed life fr some

always dapples her fingers thru the breeze when she’s driving in a car w the window down. she almost always has some sort of sweet on her, whether it’s sour haribo cherries or strawberry lollipops.

PLOTS:

exes tht lana’s fucked over hideously. she’d probably cheat a lot and it’d be a whole…mess. whips her in the town square like gale

mayb someone tht flipped the switch and cheated on her??? chaos. anguish. strife.

someone tht works at the burlesque club in downtown lovell w her!!!!! as like a bartender or another dancer or security or................... whtvr honestly. hvn’t worked out a name fr the club yet bt i think it cld b a fun setting to write stuff in n there cld b lots to build off there!!

a cousin plot cld b fun too

her n freya nilsen run smthn called Dick Sisters Inc......... they hv a twitter fr it n everything.... n a hq based in one of the abandoned dorms in the leach building.... lots of inflatable furniture disco balls.............. lana even gt replica airplane seats so they cn sit n b served drinks by this guy tht runs errands fr them who they call bucket....... they bsically like. set ppl up n help ppl get laid it’s a matchmaking service of sorts.......... started as a joke bt nw it’s genuinely become quite a profitable business w word spreading all over campus........ ugh entrepreneurial icons... anyway mayb ur chara cld come to lana fr Dick Sisters assistance......... mayb they’v come to them in the past.........

a friend tht lana fel out w bc she slept w their significant other.

someone tht’s getting lana into drugs?? she’s kind of impressionable/down for anything so tht’s a likely scenario she’d get into tbh

briefly did camgirl stuff on an independent bt up n coming porn site....... titters.......... mayb ur muse used a pseudonym n recognises lana frm it bt is too embarrassed to admit they were subscribed............ mayb they happened upon her on there once n nw r jst like. what do i do w this knowledge. idk cld b fun to work around perhaps

an unrequited crush!! (either way is cool)

someone tht is just hanging out w her/using her bc she has a lot of instagram followers or they want to b signed to her dad’s label

someone in a band!! she’d probably make like penny lane n b their groupie/sleep w them all i won’t lie to u. relentless.....

umm a good influence too mayb?

honestly?? anything is fine i cld ramble for days. mayb even one of the high profile kids she grew up hangin w idk. world’s our oyster fellas!

#ruhqintro #hypersexuality tw #trauma tw #hospitalisation tw #violence tw #death tw #grief tw #ptsd tw #dissosciation tw #drugs tw #addiction tw #god.... wipes sweat frm my brow after all those tws...... i promise they're all just rly briefly touched upon bt better to b safe than sry!!#also this is truly so long bt............ growls n smirks simultaneously

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