#cyberwrites

[cyberrmusee]

| I hope nobody catch us

(but i kinda hope they catch us) |

contents: professor!nanami, virgin!reader, chubby!reader, nerdy!reader fem!reader, age gap (reader is in their early twenties, nanami is in his early thirties), pet names (darlin’, doll, pretty girl, sweetheart) oral (f receiving), p in v, size kink!, softdom!nanami.

synopsis:Kento has always been fond of his students, but his naive, innocent, star student? Drove him nuts in ways he couldn't explain. The need to corrupt the young, pretty, straight-A thing, was his only thought.

A/N: thank you SOOOO so much for over 100 followers and all the love on my last post!! (this is not proofread so i apologize in advance LOL) pls enjoy!

"Alright everyone." Nanami started, voice rumbling deep, grabbing his students attention right at the very end of his class.

"Next class.... we'll start going over Kantianism. So everyone please, do tonight's pre-reading," His eyes drifted over each students face until his emerald and hazel eyes landed on you.

Your sweet and innocent focus on his words made his cock twitch. Hanging on to every word from his thick, pink lips— snap the fuck out of it kento

His eyes lingered on you for a moment as you flashed him a polite smile, waiting for him to continue on with the “homework” he was in the middle of assigning.

He cleared his throat and tore his eyes away from you, no matter how much he desired to gawk at you as if you were the mona lisa freshly painted. “Its only twenty pages.. you all should be able to handle that.. right?”

And again his eyes were back to you, as the rest of your peers let out collective sighs and groans. You nodded your head eagerly, the biggest, most dorkiest albeit adorable smile on your face.

Admittedly, for whatever reason, Your Ethics and Morality class, was your favorite one. You loved the way any and all information you learned in the class challenged your brain, and you loved to think and see problems from any and every angle possible.

And there was also the fact that your Moral Philosophy professor was fuckin smokin-

Nanami couldn’t help the faint smile that flickered at the corner of his mouth when he saw how eagerly you nodded your little head. He wouldn’t admit it out loud but you were his favorite student not to mention, star pupil and dream fuck—

He looked over the class once more with a faint chuckle and nod before speaking again. “Alright then everyone, class dismissed. Enjoy your weekend.”

With that the entire class began to pack up and file out, before Nanami remembered he’d be posting their test scores from last weeks exam . “Ah also, grades for your most recent exam, will be posted this evening.”

a few sighs of relief were heard from some as they exited, while others face palmed and groaned at the thought of seeing their grade.

You however, were elegantly and quietly packing your class materials away into your little earthy shoulder bag. Standing from your seat as you finished and rounded the table to head toward the exit, pulling the bag over your shoulder.

The long patterned skirt you wore, hugged your hips. Little bits of chub spilling out over the top, just enough to make Nanami’s mouth salivate.

Your form fitted shirt clung to your curves and hugged your chest. Breasts overflowing out of the shirt just enough to make your cleavage the main appetizer of the meal that was you.

your skirt flowed within the air conditioned breeze inside the classroom as you walked, hips swaying and a small mindless smile across your face as you did so. blissfully unaware of the raging hard on you were giving Nanami.

He had already been watching you, sitting at his desk, leaned back in his chair. You were always the last person to leave from his class, but he didn’t mind, the longer you stayed, the more fuel it gave him to imagine shoving his cock right into your little hole and ruining you for any other man.

He knew he probably shouldn’t, it felt wrong, he was your professor, and ten years your senior. It went against everything he knew within the world of ethics.

But god, he needed you wrapped around him, he needed to feel your walls squeeze his cock and milk him til his balls shriveled up from how empty they were.

You were the only thing he was willing to break his moral code for.

Mindlessly you waltzed past his desk “Have a good weekend, Professor Nanami, see you on monday” your voice was like honey and lilacs, so soft and sweet but also rich and deep, he throbbed in his boxers and sat up before clearing his throat to speak.

“Would you like to help me grade your classmates exams?” He sputtered out voice strained, sounding like a nervous teenage boy.

You whipped your head around to face him, a small smile creeping onto your pretty features. “Again?” you questioned, a small chuckle following behind your words.

It was no secret that you were sort of his undefined teachers assistant. after all, you did have the highest grade throughout his entire student chart. 102.3%, most students left his class with an 83% on average. Last week you helped him grade another classes exams as well.

He smiled a little sheepishly after hearing you speak, though your tone was laced with amusement, he felt a twinge of guilt.

He always asked you for some form of help, but he couldn’t help it, it was the only way he could be with you alone to admire and ogle you the way he wanted.

“Yes, again.” he chuckled, eyes crinkling at the corners as he confirmed your word. “Won’t hold you too long, yeah? swing by my office tonight and we’ll get through it together” he smiled reassuringly as if you weren’t already gonna say yes.

You had no plans this weekend (or any other) other than to write, masturbate or play a few games on your PC, the usual. “alright, is seven okay?” you asked, voice a bit softer than usual as you offered him a small smile.

he hummed and looked at the expensive watch on his wrist before nodding and drifting his gaze back over to you, drinking your body in again. “perfect, i’ll see you then.” he said firmly, a smirk tugging at his lips.

you nodded, your small smile turning into a much larger, toothier one, excitement brimming in your veins at the prospect of grading papers with your favorite professor again. “see you tonight professor” and with that you were out of his sight.

the door to his office was cracked when you showed up to it, punctual as ever. typical behavior for you. you’d decided on dressing a little more comfortable, some cute, fluffy little pajama shorts, a long sleeved shirt with lace just at the hem of the fabric, and the cutest little fuzzy slippers to match.

you held your bag over your shoulder and rubbed your lip balm covered lips together as you knocked on his office door before peeking your head in.

“hi professor” you said cheerily as your head popped into his office. he was sitting as his desk, first few buttons on his shirt undone, pen tipping back and forth between his middle and ring finger and tie partially unraveled as his eyes bore into the stack of papers on his desk.

his hard gaze, once focused on the papers in front of him, shot up to you and immediately it softened at the sight of your face.

“hi, c’mon in, glad you could make it.” he said rolling back in his chair, pushing away from his desk. you opened the door fully, stepping in and shutting it behind you, revealing your little outfit and his eyes nearly left their sockets.

his throat went dry and his cock started to harden in his khaki slacks. you looked so sweet and innocent in your little outfit. his mind began to run rampant, fantasizing about all the ways he could rip you out of it as his eyes traveled over you figure.

“i’m happy to help you Professor Nanami” you mused sweetly as you took a seat opposite of him in front of his desk, crossing one leg over the other.

you noted his lustful gaze and the way his eyes raked over you, and your mind started to swirl a bit.

You were innocent, at least in the way that society had painted you. No one knew about how curious and insatiable you were.

How you dreamt about your professor rearranging your guts and walls to the shape of his cock, nightly. How you fantasized about him being the one to touch you, while you touched yourself. How badly you wanted to hear him whisper how good you were taking him while he corrupted you.

You wanted him to do so, badly.

“Kento.” he corrected in a soft but firm tone. “Huh?”

He chuckled a bit “Call me Kento, or Ken.” he replied as he lazily drug his eyes over your body from across his desk.

“Kento” you repeated out loud, more to yourself than to him. He smirked, good, now he just needed to hear you moan it next—

He knew feeling like this about you, fantasizing like this about you, went against everything he stood for. His moral code, his ethical one.

But fuck he just could not help himself. There was something so sweet, so pure about your very being, that just drove him to the edge in the best way possible.

He cleared his throat and grabbed the stack of exams dividing it in half to split amongst the two of you. “Need a pen doll?” he asked with a raised brow, offering you the one between his fingers.

“Oh, um.. yes please” you smiled softly, pulling your mind out of the gutter as you grabbed it softly.

Your finger tips brushed against his and you swore you felt something deep in your soul ignite, it crackled and sizzled and it started to burn. Nanami felt that same feeling, it went straight to his groin.

you weren’t quite sure how you got here. sat on top of your professors desk with your shorts and underwear off, legs spread wide open with him on his knees in front of you, kissing your inner thighs.

maybe it was somewhere between the lighthearted jokes and prolonged eye contact, or the repeated subtle brushing of finger tips when you’d ask him if you graded a test correctly, showing it to him for reassurance, regardless both you and his dreams were coming true.

you looked down at him, eyes half lidded and low as he kissed closer and closer to your cunt, his glasses pushed up as far they’d go on his beautiful, broad nose. you were soaked, Nanami ran a finger between your puffy lips, coating it with your slick “pretty lil things all wet just f’me huh?”

you whined at the feeling, your body jerking just a bit against his finger, desperate for more, for anything. “ken, d-don’t tease me, p-please” you pleaded as you rolled your hips against his thick appendage.

you’d never done any of this before, you’d never even gotten past a singular kiss or first date with anyone before. sure you’ve tried fingering yourself, but it just didn’t feel right when you did it, maybe you didn’t know what you were doing, so you always stuck to good old fashioned clit rubbing.

a low chuckle rumbled from his chest, vibrating up your thighs as he kissed them, closer and closer til his face was right in front of your core, glistening and hot, he was close enough he could feel the heat from it warming his face.

“alright baby, won’t tease ya no more” his words were a promise. he licked a long stripe up your cunt, right between your sticky folds, eliciting the prettiest little whimpers from you.

he savored the taste of your slick on his tongue, thinking it was the sweetest little pussy he’s ever licked on “pussy so sweet pretty girl, tryin’ to get me addicted huh?”

immediately he dived in, his big muscular arms snaking around your thighs to hold you open, making you lean your body back and placing your hands on his desk to keep yourself as steady as possible, his lips latched on to your clit and he started to suck and lick on it like a man starved.

all the intense stimulation had your brain going haywire, unintentionally trying to shut your legs around his head “nghh— k-ken i— ohh m’god” he only hummed in approval.

he lapped at your cunt like you owed him something and this was his way of taking back from you, what was owed. like you’d stolen something and by god, was he going to get it back. he yanked you closer and pushed his head deeper as his tongue worked your clit into overdrive, you thought you’d physically explode from the way he ate you.

“w-wait.. kennn.. m’gunna” you whined as you tried to scoot back away from him, the pleasure was too much, but at the same time not enough.

he yanked you back to the edge of the desk, shooting you a little glare as he stopped for just long enough to discipline you and fix his glasses, moving them up to his forehead “no movin’ ‘kay darlin’? m’hungry, let me eat.” and then right back to your cunt he went.

you couldn’t even respond to him with words, all you could do was choke out moans and cries as your head tipped back, eyes in the back of your head with your mouth dropped open. the heat in your stomach was building, it was tight, and white hot, bound to break the dam and overflow.

“m’gunna cum— ken…pleaseee” you cried, cunt clenching around nothing, the heat in your stomach at its limit. “i know darlin, let me have it, give it to papa” was all he muttered as he redoubled his efforts on your clit, driving you right over the edge.

the damn finally broke. the heat overflowing as he held you in place and worked his tongue while you came. body trembling, legs shaking as you whimpered from the intensity of your orgasm.

his face was drenched in your juices as he lapped you up, working you through your orgasm and drinking you up as your essence dripped down his chin.

“there you go darlin’ that’s it, let it out” he cooed as he watched your eyes finally flutter open “good, you did so good f’me sweet girl.”

he pulled away from you and stood up, leaning his body against you, his bulge rubbing against your exposed core. you looked at how messy and wet his mouth was and felt a wave of embarrassment flood you.

“m’sorry” you muttered as you looked away. he laughed in response, it was deep and husky, filled with amusement as he tilted your face back towards his with his index finger. he set it under your chin and tilted your face up, making you meet his gaze.

“eyes here pretty girl” he murmed “you’re okay, i like the mess” he cooed sweetly as he leaned closer, pressing himself fully against you, “taste yourself, you taste so good” then he kissed you, chest pressed against your own as he moved his lips languidly against yours.

he grinded his bulge against your core, letting your wetness soak him through his pants as he groaned into the kiss. “need to feel this pretty pussy on me doll” he murmured against your lips.

you whined in response, heart thrumming in your chest nervously as he moved a hand down and worked the buckle of his belt and his zipper, glasses falling back down on to his nose, his pants dropped and his boxers weren’t far behind him. you broke the kiss and looked down at his cock—

holy shit.

your eyes widened, anxiety suddenly filling you to the brim as you stared at the monster, it was fully erect, standing at attention. precum beading from his angry red tip.

veins adorned the sides of his thick cock, traveling all the way down to his based where little curls of dark blonde hair nestled against his skin. how were you supposed to take that monster?

your eyes flicked back up to his, and he’d been watching you, watch him the entire time, letting you take in the sheer size of him, a knowing smirk on his face “s’alot ken..” you whispered

“i know darlin’, but you’ll be good and take every inch f’me wontcha?” he cooed sweetly. you figured at this point, there was no turning back, so now was a good a time as any to tell him you were a virgin right? right?!

“kento.. i.. i’m a-” you stuttered out, and before you could finish, he’d cut you off with words of his own “a virgin, i know doll, i’ll be gentle. promise.” your face flushed, hot as ever. “h-how’d you know?” you asked in a small voice.

he laughed, like genuinely, his chest rumbled against yours as the melodic chorus of his laughter filled the room. “doll, you came in less than sixty seconds. now i’m pretty good with my tongue, but that’s still a tell tale sign f’me.” he snickered just a bit.

you had never felt so embarrassed in your life, did you really cum that fast? it felt way longer when he was down there. how did he even know it was less than sixty seconds? was he keeping track?

he was, earlier, while you had your head in the clouds, singing a symphony of moans, he’d been lapping at your cunt and looking at his watch, noting the fact that he made you cum in about 45 seconds.

your face was hot with embarrassment at his words. you wanted to shrivel into a hole and die. nanami however thought the entire scene was so adorable, and it made him unimaginably hard.

he pressed himself against you to pull you out of your head. his tip and shaft gliding through your fat lips to gather up your juice. he groaned at the feeling “focus darlin’, m’not judgin, im proud to be your first, i’ll take care of ya” he reassured you as he leaned in and peppered small kisses against your neck.

you whined as you felt his cock glide through your lips and his sweet kisses against your neck, coupled with the reassurance, it was enough to get you right back in the zone. “m’ready ken” you crooned as he kissed at your neck and collar bone.

he hummed in approval and he drug his head from his neck to look at you “yeah? alright pretty girl, just hold on to me, papa’s gotcha”

you nodded slowly, placing your hands on his shoulders for stability. he gripped his throbbing cock, dragging it through your lips again, to gather up enough slick and pumped himself before settling at your entrance.

“deep breath for me sweet girl, mkay?” he said gently. you nodded and braced yourself, inhaling deeply as his fat mushroom tip invaded your little hole, nanami ignored his own pleasure in favor of watching your face to make sure there were no signs of discomfort.

he got a quarter of the way in before he stopped. “y’alright doll? s’not too much is it?” he asked as his eyes traveled your face.

“n-no s’just.. you’re r-really big ken” you breathed out. he chuckled as he rubbed soothing circles on your hips “you’re doing amazing pretty girl, but make sure you tell me if i need to stop ‘kay?” he nodded at you.

“okay.. i.. i can take it.” you whispered softly. he smiled at that, he thought your determination was so cute. “alright doll” and with that he pushed in a little further, you whined and gripped his shoulders, nails digging into them.

you could feel the stretch, the burn as his cock split you open for him. your greedy little walls sucking him in, inch by inch. nanami hissed, the pleasure of your cunt swallowing him and the pain of your nails in the divots of his shoulder blades, egging him on.

“get ready for a biigg stretch pretty girl” his voice had some breathiness to it. you could tell he was trying to hold back for you, he didn’t wanna hurt you. you nodded your head mindlessly, eyes nearly in the back of it.

he chuckled at your cock-drunk state and held your thighs up a little higher and as he pushed the rest of the way in, he let out a strangled moan as his tip kissed your cervix and he felt you clench him tight, almost a little too tight

“loosen up doll—hah—gonna b-break my dick if you—fuck— don’t” he breathed out, leaning forward to pepper more kisses on your neck. you whimpered as you tried to relax around him and adjust to the feeling of being so full. “s’too big ken.. mmf— m’trying” you whined.

it took you a few minutes, but nanami kissed your way through it as he waited for you to loosen up, you couldn’t lie, making out definitely did help.

“ready pretty girl?” he muttered against your lips. you nodded and that was all he needed to hear.

he drew his hips back, pulling out about half way before languidly thrusting his hips forward back in, filling you completely up, the both of you moaning in harmony as he set a slow, languid pace.

“pussy so—shit— so tight—hah-fuck” he groaned as he pulled your hips impossibly closer, your ass barely on the desk. “talk to me doll—fuck— feels good huh?” he panted as he rocked his hips back and forth, bullying your tiny little pussy.

“mmm f-feels gooooddd.. kennn” you crooned as your arms wrapped around his neck. the sensation was new, but god, it felt so fucking good, even the bits of pain from his fat mushroom tip kissing your cervix.

“yeah? taking my dick—hah— so fucking good pretty girl” he praised, and god was it making you twice as wet as before. “f-faster.. ken—nghh-harder.. m-more” you choked out.

it was like those were the magic words he needed to hear, something within him snapped. he grabbed the bottom of your ass and lifted you off his desk into the air as he slid you up and down his dick with ease. his big arms spreading you more open as he used you cunt like a toy, bucking his hips up into you picking up the pace.

“like this doll?—ah shit— you like that huh? like the way my—fuck—dick fills you up pretty girl?” he grunted as he moved you up and down, his hips meeting your body halfway.

your vision was white and spotty as he reached places inside your cunt, that you didn’t know were possible. mouth falling open, head back, whining and nodding as he thrusted upward, your tummy juggling with each upward motion he gave you. “y-yes sir.. i.. ah- ah— ken!”

the way your cunt fluttered around him, he swore he was seeing stars, he walked towards the wall holding you in his grasp as he pinned you against it and hoisted one of your legs on his shoulder as he held the other one open and pistoned his hips upward, eliciting cries from your pretty mouth.

“that’s right baby, you feel me in your tummy hm?” he breathed out, his balls we’re getting heavy, cock twitching in your cunt, the way your walls wrapped around him, it was like a vice, he picked up the pace just a bit further as his balls continued to tighten and the knot in his stomach grew.

“nghh- ken— s’deep.. m’gunna cummm” you whined as your soaking pussy gripped his cock tight, walls pulsing and legs shaking. the squelching sounds of him bulldozing your pussy and the symphony of your and his moans was all that could be heard within the confines of his office.

“go on sweet girl, cum on this dick f’me, give it to me baby” he coaxed as he pulled you off the wall and closer to him, chests pressed together as he kisses and bit at your neck and fucked into you with twice the effort as before.

you yelped and pulled him closer burying your face in his shoulder as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, white and hot, your vision was blurry as you clenched around him, crying out for him “m’cumminnnn kennnnn”

he groaned feeling your cum, hot and creamy, slide down his cock, spurring his own orgasm, he thrusted a few more time before burying himself at your hilt, the heat in his abdomen rushing forward as he came inside of you, hot spurts of cum, jetting out of him and painting your walls with his essence. “shit— f-fuck— sooo fucking good baby”

he rolled his hips up a few more times, emptying his balls as the last remnants of his seed coated your walls before taking your leg off his shoulder. you lifted your head from his neck and looked down at the small space where your bodies connected.

he slowly pulled out, watching the mix of your cum and his, leak out down his shaft and drip onto the floor and groaned at the sight “look at that fucking mess, you did so good f’me pretty girl.” he praised and you whined tiredly as he kept you in his grasp and sat down in his chair, rubbing soothing circles all over your lower back and sides.

“hurts ken” you mumbled against his shoulder softly. he chuckled just a little bit and you smacked his shoulder “s’not funnnyyy” you whined, which only furthered his laughter.

“don’t worry your pretty little head doll, papa’ll take care of ya” he whispered sweetly as he kissed the top of your head sweetly as he rocked you back and forth soothingly, rubbing your lower back as you laid against him, nearly asleep.

he could only hope the two of you didn’t get caught in his office, because he had no plans of moving you or himself any time soon.

nor did he plan to stop fucking you every chance he got, you might’ve been his number one student, but now you were just his.

and Kento Nanami, was not one to share.

[neon-junkie]

Dating Johnny silverhand Headcanons?

Gender-neutral reader!

Alive Johnny

I don't think I need to start these headcanons off by stating that Johnny puts on a 'tough guy' act, but here's a reminder.

He puts on a tough guy act.

I mean, Johnny is the type of guy to start on a man just for gawking at you. "Keep your eyes to yourself!" he'll bark before throwing a punch, which always leads to him getting his ass kicked, and you having to apologise to everyone as you (literally) drag him away.

But after the battle, Johnny will milk his injuries, and takes pleasure in lounging in your lap as you tend to his bruising eye.

"Did you see how hard I hit him, babe? Poor sucker hit the ground so hard!" blahblahblah, all whilst he's cooped up in your lap, one hand resting on his chest, whilst the other swirls his whiskey around in its tumbler.

Johnny's love language is a mix between quality time, and physical touch.

He's a little physically needy, but not always in public. His hand will almost always be around your waist, chest puffed out, scowling at any guy who considers laying an eye on you, but the second that you're behind closed doors, Johnny will want to snuggle up to you.

Play with his hair, coo and soothe him, hold him close in your arms; that man is touch starved.

Everything you give to him will be returned tenfold, only he has to keep the cold-hearted, tough guy image up for others. But don't worry! You're his angel, and he'd never do anything to hurt you.

Engram Johnny

Johnny can't exactly touch you, so words of affirmation and quality time are his love languages.

It's not rare to see you sitting alone in a shabby diner, but in your head, Johnny is with you, and you two are having the time of your lives.

Johnny is essentially your conscience, and he's not shy when it comes to adding his two cents.

In some ways, you're thankful that he's always there. He does his best at keeping you safe, pointing out sketchy guys, reminding you how many bullets you have left, doing anything and everything to keep you moving forward.

However, Johnny will also say the most inappropriate things to you at the worst times possible.

Out on a mission? Here's Johnny listing off all the things that he'd do to you, if he could.

And no amount of ignoring him will work. He's going to continue riling you up, and when you finally bite, he'll vanish.

Johnny likes to try and always be in your line of sight, such as lounging about on your desk chair whilst you clean all your weapons, or lying beside you whenever you get into bed.

He will do anything and everything to be by your side, and remind you of how thankful he is that he ended up in your head.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Picking Scabs (Just Let Me Heal)

by cyberwrites Peter’s had a really shitty week. Like, could not have possibly been worse, most traumatising stuff he's ever been through kind of shitty. To top it all off, apparently he'd died. No clue how, but apparently crawling out of a pit of green goo means you were dead for a bit. Now he's in a city he's never heard of, being followed by vigilantes who don't exist. Oh, and also he's in Jersey. Goddammit. Or: yet another spider-man in gotham fic, this time with extra trauma! Words: 5270, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake (DCU), Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Harry Osborn, Norman Osborn, Green Goblin, Joker (DCU), Batfamily Members (DCU) Relationships: Peter Parker & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Harry Osborn & Peter Parker, Harry Osborn & Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Dick Grayson & Peter Parker & Jason Todd, Peter Parker & Jason Todd, Tim Drake (DCU) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Damian Wayne, Batfamily Members (DCU) & Peter Parker, Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Peter Parker & Rogues Gallery (Batman), Gotham City & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Kid Peter Parker, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Peter Parker is Not Okay, Homeless Peter Parker, Peter Parker Has Nightmares, Peter Parker Has Panic Attacks, Peter Parker has PTSD, Dimension Travel, Angst and Humor, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Dick Grayson is Peter Parker's Biological Parent, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Protective Dick Grayson, Protective Jason Todd, Good Parent Dick Grayson, Protective Batfamily (DCU), Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Traumatized Peter Parker, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, no beta we die like peter and everyone he's ever cared about via https://ift.tt/r81tOnD

[otesunki]

new favorite task. adding the Cyber and E prefixes to literally anything.

cyberannoying. cyberwalking. cyberwriting. cyberlying. e-failing. e-drawing. e-lame. e-superficial.

[itadoriandmealways4eva]

Am I only a fool for you?

Featured Tags: #cyberwrites

summary: you confess your feelings to them but they don't feel the same way.

warnings: angst with no comfort, spelling mistakes, spelling mistakes, no proofread.

characters: thoma, xiao, venti, diluc, kazuha x GN! Reader.

𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜:

Devolved Feelings.

you were a frequent visitor of Angel Share, sometimes you would even go to Dawn Winery in special occasions. You developed feelings for him, whenever he was working in Angel Share you would get a lot of butterflies and even stutter while you're talking to him, hell it was already obvious that you liked him but he never picked that up. This day you decided it was the day you finally confess to him, you can't hide your feelings any longer anymore. Luckily for you he was working there that day. You finally muster up the courage to finally talk to him, "hey uhm.. Master Diluc do you mind if we talked upstairs? It's uhm important" you said with a nervous smile. "Oh sure that's fine give me a moment" he said with a smile that made you melt. After that you two met up upstairs. "So what was that you needed to tell me?" you kept looking at the ground but you finally spoke. "Uhm.. I'm sorry if this come off as creepy but.." you stopped there feeling your heart beating fast threatening to come out. "I- I really like you Master Diluc.. After a while I developed feelings for you, strong feelings.. I really hope you feel the same way.." you said smiling nervously waiting for his answer. He stood there for while looking shocked.. "Oh I'm sorry Y/N but I don't feel the same way.." he said. That sentence broke your heart as it echoes through your mind. "Oh uhmm that's okay I understand!" you said smiling but tears threatening to come out. You only walked passed him giving him a smile and a thumbs up saying that it was completely okay, but in the inside you wanted to cry. He looked sad but soften up when you gave him a thumbs up.

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𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨:

Love at first sight.

You worked at Wangshu Inn, funny you didn't expect to fall inlove with an adeptus. Never in your dreams but you did. Sometimes he would be in the up balcony of the Inn. It was like love at first sight but that was ridiculous but not to you. You decided in a way you would confess to him you would make his favorite food Almond Tofu. After you were done cooking you made a little note saying "hello I hope you like this dish. I just wanted to say that I like you :)" you wrote with a smiley face. You hesitated to give it to him but it was your only chance since he rarely stays in Wangshu Inn. You went up and he was still there, you walked up to him while holding the plate of Almond Tofu. "Uhmm I know you don't like to interact with mortals but I made this for you Xiao" you said with a smile. He looked at it and took the Almond Tofu from your hands. He took a bite and from the look of his eyes he really liked it. "Uhmm I hope you saw that note I put there" he looked down and saw a note. As he read it you looked nervous but still smiling anyway. "Oh I'm sorry I don't feel that way with mortals." As he said that he disappeared. "Oh that's okay.." You said but almost crying.

________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚:

Friends to Lovers?

You have been friends for a while with Thoma. You met at the Kamisato's Komore Teahouse as you were invited. They introduced you to Thoma and you felt a spark between you two. It just felt right, you two hit it off quickly as you both had similar interests. It's almost like you were meant to be. Almost. After a while you thought it was a good idea to finally confess your feelings for him. Fortunately Ayaka and Ayato had business to attend too so it was only you and Thoma. "Oh hey Y/N! Didn't realize you'd be here today?" He said "Oh sorry about that I just wanted to tell you something important. You said nervously. "Oh what was so important?" he said curiously. "Uhmm.. I've liked you for a while now, we share a lot of interest and I thought it was finally time I would tell you." You said smiling. He looked shocked. "Oh I'm really sorry Y/N but I really only see you as a friend." Friend? That word echoing through your head, almost making you lightheaded. "Oh that's okay I understand!" You said smiling but you wanted to just die there. That didn't ruin your friendship though but it was still awkward being around him.

________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢:

Sunshine and Sunshine

You were both the sunshines. Very extroverted and outgoing. You met at the tavern almost every night just talking about your life. After hanging out for a long time you realize you actually liked him that was a surprise he was a drunkard in most people's eyes but to you he was your other sunshine. After a while you thought it would be time to tell him about your feelings. You both met this night and you know there'll be people there but you just couldn't hide your feelings anymore. You bath sat down and you ordered Dandelion Wine on you of course. "Oh what's with the Dandelion Wine something special happen?" he said as he teased you. "Hey! It's just nothing okay! Be grateful" you said blushing. His teasing was your weakness which made you fall for him even more. "Listen I need to tell you something.." You said nervously. "Oh and what's what?" he said curiously but in a teasing tone. "I really like you okay? I just love your personality and your teasing" you said blushing. There was silence until he said something. "Oh.. I'm sorry but I don't like you the same way Y/N.." he said seriously this time. "Oh. Uhmm.. okay.." your voice lowered feeling like you're about to cry. You only ran away and run to archons knows where. Finally letting your tears run down.

________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚:

Foolish Love.

You two only met because of Beidou. You were originally from Liyue before moving yourself from sea travelling. You and Kazuha were unseperatable. You two were always together. If you were fighting enemies he would fight alongside you. If you two were in trouble you two would work together. Eventually you developed feelings. You two were always together feeling butterflies in your stomach whenever he was with you. You wanted to tell him but you decided to wait until it was a good time. After a while it feels like it's good to say it to him now. While you were walking around Inazuma you decided to say it to him right there and right now. "Hey uhmm Kazuha I wanted to tell you something." you said. "Oh what was that?" He said looking at you curiously. "I- I really like you Kazuha.." You said nervously. "Oh I'm sorry Y/N but I see you more like a sibling. I hope you can understand." He said in a soft voice. "Oh that's okay Kazuha I understand!" You said smiling. But in the inside you really wanted to cry.

________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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End.

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American intelligence analysts accept been watching a brace of Russian satellites, articular as Cosmos 2542 and 2543, for months. Or rather, they accept been watching them aback they were one satellite, deployed by a Soyuz rocket that took off from the Plesetsk Cosmodrome on Nov. 26, 2019. It was 11 canicule afterwards that barrage that the aboriginal accessory breach in two, the added somehow “birthed” from the other, and no one in the U.S. aggressive was blessed about the new arrival. By mid-January, both Russian satellites had floated abreast a multibillion–dollar aircraft accepted as KH-11, one of the U.S. military’s best able spy tools, allotment of a assay afterlife code-named Keyhole/-CRYSTAL. It wasn’t bright whether the Cosmos satellites were aggressive or surveilling the KH-11, which is said to accept the absolute ability of the Hubble Amplitude Telescope, but it angry out that was abandoned the alpha of the twins’ surprises.

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After the U.S. bidding affair to Moscow through adept channels aboriginal this year, the brace pulled abroad from the KH-11 and whizzed about the Earth at added than 17,000 m.p.h. Then, on July 15, with the U.S. analysts still tracking them, the “birthed” Russian satellite, Cosmos 2543, accursed a projectile into alien space, Accepted John “Jay” Raymond, the top accepted of the anew created U.S. Amplitude Force, told TIME. It was the aboriginal time the U.S. aggressive has about declared an instance of a space-based antisatellite weapons test, a adverse new development in the arising amphitheater of alternate warfare.

To Raymond and supporters of Amplitude Force, which is the aboriginal new annex of the U.S. aggressive in 72 years, Moscow’s “nesting doll” satellites, as the aggressive has labeled the Cosmos triplets, represent a blackmail not aloof to one absolutely big-ticket allotment of American spy accouterments but to the basal activity of avant-garde America itself. “Russia is developing on-orbit capabilities that seek to accomplishment our assurance on space-based systems,” Raymond says.

Whatever the Russian crafts’ -mission—and Moscow says it is absolutely peaceful—Raymond’s not amiss that Americans accept appear to await on satellites in agency they hardly activate to appreciate. Alike as the Cosmos 2543 was ablution its projectile, Air Force satellites were assuming a host of noncombatant tasks aback home in the U.S. Streetlamps timed to all-around accession arrangement (GPS) aircraft were axis on beyond the country, and businesses were relying on GPS to time-stamp credit-card purchases. Acclimate satellites were transmitting advice for nightly forecasts. Abounding of the about 650,000 calls fabricated to 911 every day in the U.S. depend on satellites overhead.

But for all the agency that civilians and the aggressive await on it, America’s arrangement of almost 1,000 satellites is about unprotected. And aloof as agilely committed admission to deep-water ports or accustomed assets was a antecedent of war in the past, leaders and strategists anguish that -America’s accessible accessory arrangement is an allurement to battle in our times. Raymond tells TIME that Russia accomplished a previous, unreported projectile barrage in February 2017. China has started training specialized units with weapons that can bang afar altar in orbit. Both countries accept deployed ground-based laser and communications–jamming accessories that can attenuate satellites.

In short, an accoutrements chase for amplitude has begun. This is the adventure of America’s accomplishment to accumulate ahead.

The mission of absorption America’s accessible alternate networks avalanche to U.S. Amplitude Command and Amplitude Force, which aback December has the aforementioned cachet as the Army, Navy, Air Force and Marines. The Pentagon has decades of acquaintance architecture and deploying satellites, the aggressive operates abounding of the best important ones, and it has arguably the best cardinal planning abilities of any alignment on the planet. It additionally already employs 20,000 bodies whose jobs are to baby-sit and administer America’s space-based GPS, communications, acclimate and ballistic-missile-warning systems.

But beneath than eight months afterwards its launch, Amplitude Force is already aggravating to absolve its existence. Some critics say abode and a new all-embracing treaty, not added aggressive muscle, is the best way to defended space. Others point out that the Pentagon abundantly abstract the crisis of Russian and Chinese weapons systems in the Cold War. And few institutions accept the history of waste, artifice and corruption that the Pentagon does: watchdogs agenda that the Amplitude Force account for 2021 is $15.4 billion, with a projected admission of $2.6 billion over the abutting bristles years, best of it apprenticed by classified programs.

Although the amount represents aloof a atom of the Pentagon’s $740 billion absolute budget, acceptable Americans that a new account can be trusted to assure our satellites and not aloof abound a all-inclusive new big-ticket addition on the military–industrial circuitous will booty some doing. It doesn’t advice that things accept gotten off to a somewhat comedic start: the accepted ability has dubbed the new command “Space Farce,” acknowledgment in allotment to its better advocate, President Donald Trump. He’s fabricated it a allotment of his re-election pitch, and his advance sells Amplitude Force merch. Trump alike abandoned active off on the Amplitude Force official allowance and fabricated recommendations for administration its uniforms, four U.S. admiral acquaint TIME. Aback chat of Trump’s apparent absorption in the complex, high-stakes aggressive adventure got out, it -fueled amaranthine memes and late-night ball routines. In May, Netflix appear a Steve Carell abusive alternation based on the service’s launch, including uniforms advised to accommodate actualization on the moon.

General John “Jay” Raymond, Space Force’s aboriginal advantageous general, says space-based systems anatomy the courage of avant-garde life.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

For added than nine months, TIME conducted a alternation of interviews with Raymond and added Amplitude Command leaders, analysts and operations experts in Washington, D.C., and Colorado, documenting the bearing of this new annex of the U.S. military. The account that emerges is mixed. Amplitude Force comprises committed professionals attempting to abate absolute threats. But it has assignment to do acceptable Americans it is adventure an operation analytical to their assurance and way of life, and not aloof an overpriced, militarized vanity project.

The American troops had aloof account to get to safety, and they didn’t alike apperceive it yet. At about 1 a.m. bounded time on Jan. 8, added than a dozen Qiam-1 and Fateh-313 ballistic missiles tore from their barrage sites at three bases in western Iran. Aural seconds, bittersweet sensors on U.S. satellites orbiting 22,000 afar aerial registered the missiles’ calefaction signatures adjoin Earth’s accomplishments and beamed the abstracts aback to the 460th Operations Group at Buckley Air Force Abject in Aurora, Colo. Three immense screens on the Buckley operations attic registered the missiles’ capacity in absolute time as row aloft row of intelligence analysts, bathed in the bluish afterglow of computer monitors, triangulated their barrage credibility and trajectories.

With the alarm ticking, chat went out over addition set of U.S. aggressive communications satellites to two Iraqi bases, Al Asad and Erbil, area hundreds of Americans were stationed. The aboriginal missiles hit at 1:34 a.m., their 1,400-lb. warheads axis buildings, aircraft and active abode into afire rubble. Concussions from the blasts afflicted 109 American troops, but best had managed to apartment in underground bunkers and trenches. No one died.

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The 460th Operations Group controls a space-based admonishing arrangement that can ascertain a rocket or missile barrage aural seconds.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

The aghast Iranian advance was a validation of the 50-year U.S. activity of agreement satellites into amplitude to accommodate appropriate advantage in conflict. But in contempo decades, the claiming has changed: it is about added than missiles, there are added players, and anybody is architecture constellations of added avant-garde spacecraft. Aback October 2014, a Russian accessory alleged Luch has “visited” 15 altered communications satellites, including a French and Italian aggressive one, according to Bob Hall, a aloft Lockheed Martin accessory abettor who now works as abstruse administrator at Analytical Graphics Inc. (AGI), of Exton, Pa. That adventure prompted French Aegis Minister Florence Parly to advertise aftermost year that France will advance “bodyguard” satellites armed with laser weapons. “If our satellites are threatened, we intend to dark those of our adversaries,” she said. The Chinese accept additionally entered the game, deploying in 2016 the Shiyan-17 (SY-17) accessory to assassinate a “rendezvous” with at atomic four added -satellites—all of them Chinese, AGI found. “They accomplish this alternate ball area they fly about a accessory actual closely,” Hall says.

Both China and Russia reorganized their militaries in 2015, emphasizing the accent of amplitude operations, according to a Aegis Intelligence Agency appraisal appear aftermost year. “They actualization amplitude as important to avant-garde warfare and actualization counterspace capabilities as a agency to abate U.S. and affiliated aggressive effectiveness,” it said, abacus that America’s assurance on amplitude is perceived by adversaries as the “Achilles heel” of U.S. aggressive power.

The U.S. government has responded with its own atypical amplitude technologies, abounding of which are top secret. One that is partly declassified is the X-37B amplitude drone, which resembles a miniature amplitude shuttle. The X-37B is in the bosom of its sixth mission to analysis “capabilities all-important to advance ahead in the amplitude domain,” the aggressive says. The best contempo completed mission was a 780-day flight that concluded in October.

Squadron adumbration patches at 527th Amplitude Aggressors Squadron at Schriever Air Force Abject in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

The threats to space-based systems arise on Earth as well. On April 15, Russia activated an antisatellite missile, and in December the Russian aggressive deployed a new laser arrangement advised to dark spy satellites overhead. GPS users in arctic Scandinavia aback 2017 accept appear arresting disruptions whenever Russian aggressive contest are conducted in the region; the Norwegian government says the Russians are jamming the signals. China is developing jammers to ambition accessory communications over a ambit of abundance bands, including military–protected acutely high–frequency communications. And China approved its own antisatellite–missile adequacy in 2007 aback it accursed one of its old acclimate satellites apart, creating a billow of added than 3,000 pieces of amplitude -debris—a angled point that arguably started the amplitude accoutrements chase advance today.

Behind two tiers of razor-wire-topped chain-link angry central Schriever Air Force Base, east of Colorado Springs, sits Architecture 400, one of the best belted accessories in Amplitude Command. On anniversary floor, space-operations squadrons assignment in temperature–controlled apartment abaft vaultlike doors to ensure that 190 Aegis Department satellites, which they alarm birds, accomplish afterwards a hitch. These days, aback article goes wrong, the operators no best accept they’re ambidextrous with a abstruse glitch. “A botheration you appointment may be because an antagonist created it for you,” says Lieut. -Colonel Michael Schriever, administrator of GPS operations, whose grand-father lent his name to the base. “Space is no best a amiable environment.”

This new mentality, which is referred to as alternate warfare, is a prime disciplinarian abaft the conception of Amplitude Force. Until recently, amplitude was apparent as a peaceful domain: satellites like GPS were anticipation to be too far abroad and too cher to target. Not anymore. The Navy has restarted astro-nomical–navigation training for its admiral afterwards absolute their contempo assurance on GPS larboard them accessible to space-based attacks. The Army has accepted affairs for miniaturized inertial aeronautics systems that can be beggared to soldiers’ boots to accumulate clue of them if satellites go down. “Our amplitude systems are vulnerable,” says Todd Harrison, administrator of the Aerospace Aegis Activity at the Center for Cardinal and All-embracing Studies. “That’s why it’s time for a abstracted uniformed service.”

460th Amplitude Addition mission abrupt at Buckley Air Force Abject in Aurora, Colorado.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

Another acumen for Amplitude Force’s conception is that civic satellites are currently controlled by assorted casework and agencies, which can advance to boundless clandestineness and the abridgement of advice administration accepted in the intelligence apple as hypercompartmentalization. During the Obama Administration, it already took admiral four months to accumulate a appointment on U.S. amplitude capabilities for again Vice President Joe Biden because advice was broadcast amid so abounding clandestine classifications and few admiral had admission to all of them, recalls Robert Cardillo, aloft administrator of the U.S. Civic Geospatial-Intelligence Agency.

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But about-face presents its own challenges. Central a lower ground-floor appointment at the Pentagon, abaft an unmarked, key-card–accessed aperture off Corridor 8, is area aggressive planners mapped the approaching of the military’s -newest branch. Step in and attending to the right, area the blueprints for the alignment are tacked to the wall. At the top of the aggressive authority is Accepted Raymond, currently one of abandoned 88 official Amplitude Force members. Below him is Chief Master Sergeant Roger Towberman, the aboriginal chief enlisted adviser, and again bottomward tiers and rows of mostly abandoned rectangles blame commanders, assembly and added positions.

Some of the assignment of continuing up Amplitude Force is superficial, like what to alarm its members. If you’re in the Army, you’re a soldier. The Navy? Sailor. Marine Corps? Marine. Air Force? Airman. But the Amplitude Force? Are you … a spaceman? (The Pentagon beatific out surveys to account associates for their input.) But added aspects are added complicated. The courage of what will be the Amplitude Force is about 16,000 uniformed and noncombatant Air Force personnel. On July 16, the new account appear it had alleged 2,410 airmen out of added than 8,500 active-duty volunteers to alteration alpha Sept. 1. All will charge to alteration contracts, pay and allowances to the anew created authority of space.

The U.S. military’s operations in amplitude are amid the best awful abstruse and classified secrets in government possession.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

If that sounds potentially big-ticket to you, you’re not alone. In a attenuate act of account prudence, the Hill belted Amplitude Force from abacus any new aggressive positions—-they charge instead be transferred from added services. Nonetheless, the Congressional Account Appointment estimated it would amount up to $3 -billion in ancient costs over the abutting bristles years to set up the force, added an added $1 billion or so to pay for new administration and authoritative positions. Government watchdogs accept little agnosticism that a accomplished new authority will aftereffect in added federal aggressive funding. “The antecedent costs of ambience up the Amplitude Force are acceptable a baby bottomward acquittal on an under-taking that could amount tens of billions of dollars in the years to come,” says William Hartung of the Center for All-embracing Policy.

The anticipation of Amplitude Force has angry the activity of the aerospace industry, which relies on big-ticket aegis contracts, and high-tech analysis institutions and anticipate tanks, which depend on government allotment to accommodate expertise. That in about-face creates opportunities for acceptable forms of Pentagon waste, artifice and abuse. The U.S. -Government Accountability Appointment (GAO), Congress’s watchdog, has warned the conception of Amplitude Force risks exacerbating breach and abortive administration and complicating blank aback it comes to affairs new accessory systems. That’s a big affair because amplitude projects are commonly billions of dollars over account and years abaft schedule, the GAO said. Deborah Lee James, Air Force Secretary beneath President Obama, -concluded aback she was at the Pentagon that Amplitude Force fabricated little sense. “Inherent in all about-face is authoritative thrashing,” she says. “To me, this is aloof an added affair out there that’s activity to booty abroad time and absorption and money.” Acceptable Americans contrarily is proving difficult.

It was an abnormally mild day in Washington, D.C., on Jan. 15 aback Accepted Raymond accustomed at the White House for a appointment with President Trump. The visit, which was declared to TIME by four U.S. officials, was added than aloof business for Trump. Over the accomplished two years, Amplitude Force has become angry up with his political prospects. Mentions of Amplitude Force are a accepted acclaim band at political rallies. Supporters acquirement Amplitude Force hats, T-shirts and bonanza stickers on his official 2020 advance site, putting it on par with “Build the wall” and “Make America abundant again” as a ambulatory cry for his re-election push. Trump, a agent who consistently addled through bolt swatches for his multibillion–dollar architecture projects, has fabricated bright to Pentagon administration that he wants to accept a claimed duke in decisions on aggregate from uniforms and logos to the account canticle and names of ranks.

Helical antenna acclimated to clutter adversaries GPS signals in combat.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

So, afterwards actuality ushered into the Oval Appointment to sit in a semicircle afore the Resolute desk, Raymond and added aggressive leaders, including Aegis Secretary Mark Esper, presented Trump with the aboriginal of what will be a continued account of Amplitude Force decisions: What will be the official seal? Four options, articles of monthslong deliberations with announcement agencies and Air Force brass, were printed on foam-core posters and arrayed in advanced of the President. Trump advised anniversary one -before -settling on one featuring a argent basin attribute circled by a white orbiting aircraft surmounting a dejected globe. To accomplish it official, Trump pulled out a atramentous Sharpie marker, drew an arrow acicular at the allowance and aching out his signature aloft it. Afore the assumption left, the President offered a suggestion: conceivably Aboriginal Lady and aloft archetypal Melania Trump should advice architecture Amplitude Force uniforms because of her categorical actualization sense. The adventure afterwards served as the comedic astriction at the affection of an adventure of the eponymous and fabulous Netflix series.

Nine canicule afterwards that meeting, afterwards admonishing the Pentagon, Trump took to Twitter to column his accommodation on the new seal, which he afield alleged a “logo.” It drew burning ridicule. Thousands of users acicular to the seal’s apparent affinity to Star Trek’s adumbration for the fabulous amplitude alignment Starfleet. Executives from Paramount Pictures afterwards requested a appointment alarm with the Pentagon to ensure their trademarks weren’t infringed, U.S. admiral acquaint TIME. The U.S. aggressive accursed off a prewritten account to charge bottomward the criticism, which said the capital elements of the allowance date aback to the 1940s and serve to account the Air Force’s “proud history and abiding almanac of accouterment the best amplitude capabilities in the world.”

The altercation underscores what may be the capital claiming confronted by the Pentagon in the aboriginal phases of rolling out the new service: Amplitude Force is still apparent as a antic by abounding Americans. Raymond insists that any account is acceptable account and that the apology will abandoned accession the contour of the mission. “We accept a pop–culture artifice that we charge to capitalize on,” he says. Privately, aggressive admiral say, he’s alike advised authoritative a bedfellow actualization on the Netflix series. “We’ve got some apprenticeship to do for the boilerplate Americans on aloof how codicillary their lives are on amplitude capabilities,” Raymond says.

The 50th Amplitude Addition operates aggressive satellites, including the GPS network, at Schriever Air Force Base.

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Spencer Lowell for TIME

Behind the amusement are austere apropos about war: the mix of accessible satellites and Russian and Chinese antagonism has alike doves afraid about area things are headed. The Trump Administration, and the majority of House Democrats who voted in December to actualize and armamentarium Amplitude Force, accede that to absolute the crisis of a 21st aeon war in space, the U.S. charge avert nations by -expanding American aggressive capabilities.

Russia and China say it is the U.S. that is militarizing space. Both accept lashed out about the conception of the Amplitude Force as a abuse of the all-embracing accord on the peaceful use of alien space, which they say undermines all-around cardinal antithesis and stability. On the aforementioned day of the July 15 Russian space-launched weapons test, Dmitry Rogozin, arch of Russia’s amplitude program, delivered a accent to counterparts in Brazil, India, China and South Africa via videoconference in which he alleged for “space chargeless of weapons of any type, to accumulate it fit for abiding and acceptable use as it is today.”

Regardless of the acutely adverse Russian positions, some U.S. critics and arms–control analysts say the conception of Amplitude Force makes battle added likely. A new alternate accoutrements chase has angry amplitude into a “war-fighting domain,” like air, acreage and sea, and will carry billions of dollars to contemporary technology that increases the achievability of war, both up there and bottomward here. A abstracted annex of the armed armament for space, these critics fear, risks militarizing U.S. amplitude activity and announcement weapons in space. On June 17, the Pentagon apparent a Aegis Amplitude Activity that fabricated bright the U.S. will adverse Russian and Chinese amplitude weapons, alike with allies and adapt for war in space.

Those attractive for a beneath aggressive addition point to Cold War treaties that bargain the affairs of battle with the USSR. Despite the advancements of amplitude weapons, there are no acknowledged rules for aggressive activity in space. The 1967 Alien Amplitude Accord forbids countries from deploying “nuclear weapons or any added kinds of weapons of accumulation destruction” in space. But that accent is broad, arms–control analysts say, and could not apprehend the accelerated clip of technology now in development. “In the absence of any all-embracing agreements about absorption satellites and the outer-space environment, added countries are developing weapons that can abort satellites in orbit,” says Laura Grego of the Union of Concerned Scientists.

Interior of a radome at Buckley Air Force Abject in Aurora, Colorado.

Spencer Lowell for TIME

A accord for amplitude brings its own challenges. There are advancing U.S. aggressive and adept discussions about bringing added allies and ally calm to ensure amplitude charcoal safe, but the White House says it isn’t absorbed in accomplishment new treaties on space-based weaponry. A U.S. State Department official tells TIME that defining a “space weapon” is difficult and acceptance that it isn’t a weapon is an alike harder problem. “It’s not like you can go up there and audit it—a accessory is activity to attending like a satellite,” the official says. “For all of those reasons, we don’t abutment accoutrements control” in space.

Treaty advocates say the botheration will get harder as time passes. The U.N. recognizes 90 space-faring nations. In March 2019, India activated its antisatellite system, obliterating its own spacecraft. It proudly proclaimed that it had abutting the “elite club of amplitude powers.” Added nations such as Iran, North Korea and Pakistan accept approved space-weapon capabilities or a admiration to aggrandize them.

One way or another, hawks and doves accede that article charge be done to about-face the new amplitude accoutrements chase off its accepted trajectory. It is a actual truth, afterwards all, that wherever bodies accept ventured, abandon has followed.

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[neon-junkie]

Two Minds, One Body

Summary: Touching yourself before bed is almost always a good way to tire yourself out, but it's hard to get things going when a certain someone keeps interrupting you. But hey, maybe he's right - you do need a helping hand.

Pairing: Johnny Silverhand x V

Reader Description: Reader is female, and uses she/her pronouns. This fic does not include any descriptions of her physical appearance.

Word count: 3k

Tags: Mutual pining, Flirting, Vaginal fingering, Mutual masturbation, Prescription drugs, Dirty talk, Praise, Friends to lovers.

Notes: I'm sure this trope has been done a milllllion times before, but I've only just joined the Cyberpunk fandom, and I'm yet to read any Johnny fics. Anyway, here's my contribution. I apologise if this fic seems kinda empty; I haven't written in months, and I'm yet to get back into the swing of things.

Fuck.

Seriously, fuck.

It's been how long since you last slept? No, correction - it's been how long since you last slept in your own bed? And, no, that doesn't imply that you've been sleeping in other people's beds. Ha, just imagine! V, the slut of Night City - you wish!

Oh, no. You'll crash wherever you can: your car, in a dumpster, on Panem's shoulder after downing too many beers around the campfire. But being in your own bed? That's somewhat of a luxury, one that you're going to enjoy.

Well, it would be enjoyable if you could fall asleep. Why is it that your body is in absolute agony, even after a hot shower, and it can't shut off for just a few minutes? Maybe you're so used to sleeping in the literal dirt, that a comfortable mattress and blanket no longer eases you?

Okay, so you could stare at the wall, read a book, listen to music, possibly doomscoll your way through social media.

Or you could tire yourself out.

Yeah, a wank will either do one of two things: tire you out, or wake you up even more. Either way, you'll be satisfied, and you know damn-well it's been a while. A long fucking while.

It's hard to get a moment alone when you're doing dirty work for other people, trailing around the streets shooting whoever you've been paid to shoot, or hacking whichever idiot owes one of your clients' money. On top of that, you actually have a social life. Shocking, right? Some people genuinely want to hang out with you. Drinking is almost always involved, but hey, what else is there to do in this shithole of a city?

Cool, a wank it is.

Shrugging your clothes off, you leave them in a pile in the corner of your bed, and kick the covers down to your ankles. Through your lashes, you watch as you glide a hand down your body, the neon lights from the city highlighting every dip and curve that you meet. It's somewhat erotic, or as erotic as it can be in this cheap and 'cheerful' apartment.

You reach your core, and to no surprise, you're almost bone dry. Almost. It doesn't take much to start getting into the mindset, just a few flicks of your fingers, and soon your arousal begins taking over.

Deep breaths. Relax. This is probably going to be your only wank for a while, so allow those filthy emotions to take control, and follow the flow.

Your mind begins filling up with all kinds of erotic thoughts, including both strangers, and familiar faces. It's been way too long since you last enjoyed some action, as unfortunately, you're a busy woman with little to no effort for hookups. They sound nice on paper, but it's agony attempting to chat someone up at a bar, find out what they're into, then bring them all the way home, just to find out that they're awful in bed.

Almost as awful as this wank. Come on, relax. You haven't lost your touch, have you? Focus on those specific areas that you enjoy, and chalk up a pleasant fantasy to get yourself off to.

After a few moments, and a handful of deep breaths, you finally begin picturing an erotic scene in your head. Sure, you could find something to watch, but this is meant to be quick - a little something to tire you out.

And it would eventually tire you out, if a certain someone kept to himself, for once!

"Shit, V, you're meant to relax when you're doing this stuff."

"JOHNNY?!"

Your eyes dart open, and you're met with the sight of that smug bastard leaning against the wall beside your bed. His arms are crossed, one ankle resting against the other, and his signature sunglasses are hanging from his vest. The second that you cover yourself up, he rolls his eyes and comments, "what? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before?"

"That's different!" you snap. "Perving on me whilst I'm getting changed is totally different from this."

"Is it?" Johnny shrugs. "The way I see it, you're still naked, but you've got that frisky feeling flowing through your body..." Johnny gestures to your crotch, followed by letting out a soft sigh as he continues. "Well, you're meant to. Having a hard time getting wet, huh?"

"Fuck off, Johnny."

The devil vanishes, thinning out into thin air, and for a split second, you actually believe that the pest has left you alone. Until he's suddenly sitting opposite you in bed, his hands casually resting on his outstretched legs. His smug grin has mostly faded away, and if it wasn't for the occasional pixel jitter of his body, you'd believe he really was sitting opposite you in bed.

Johnny looks you up and down, and shakes his head at the sight. "Did you never learn how to do this stuff by yourself, V?" he asks with a disappointed sigh, and a sympathetic tone that could possibly be genuine.

Pulling the covers up even more, you let out a heavy grumble as your head falls back onto the pillow. "Pfft, as if you could do any better," you huff, staring up at the strange stains that cover your ceiling.

Johnny lets out a cocky chuckle - then again, he's almost always being cocky. "I could," he mindlessly shrugs.

"Yeah, right. You strike me as one of those guys who bigs themselves up, only to later ask if the clit is even a real thing," you scoff.

"That's harsh, V. You know damn-well that I know where the clit is," Johnny replies.

Peering your head up to meet his gaze, you ask, "really? Are you sure?" before readjusting your pillow so you're leaning against the wall, the covers still pooling over your chest, attempting to keep some form of decency.

"Of course, I'm sure!" Johnny grumbles, and shakes his head at you. "Besides, I know that you know that I'd be good in bed," he states, despite almost stumbling over that mouthful of words.

You blankly stare at him, questioning where he's going with this. "Go on..."

"I can sense your thoughts... sometimes," Johnny shrugs, his gaze moving to look out of the window.

Another irritated grumble trails from your lips. "And my thoughts involve you?"

"You know that some of them do..." Johnny smirks as he looks back at you, a playful glisten in his eyes. With that, he vanishes; unfortunately, it's only for a few moments, and when he returns, Johnny is sitting closer to you on the other side of your bed. You're trapped between a wall, and a figment of your imagination... or the chip, depending on how you look at it.

"Come on, V. Don't act all innocent here," Johnny laughs, his sunglasses bouncing from the neckline of his vest as he chuckles at you.

"This chip in my head must be more broken than I thought," you sigh. Your fingertips move to glide over where the chip lies, just behind your ear. If only you could pop it out... well, you can, but at the cost of death? No, thanks.

"Ah, I see what you're doing here," Johnny laughs once more. He points a finger at you as he states, "you're trying to run from the truth!"

"What truth?" you scoff, rolling your eyes, and focusing on your bookshelf instead.

"That, if you could, you'd fuck me."

Instantly, your head darts back over to where Johnny is sitting. He's grinning, acting like a tiger that's ready to pounce, and unfortunately, you're his prey. "Yeah, I've seen some of those fantasies of yours, picturing me railing you, or having you sit on my face," Johnny continues, pushing as many of your buttons as he can.

The images flood your mind, ones that you've seen before. Shit, so this chip is more of a curse than you originally thought? How can he see those things? And better yet, what does he think of them?

Johnny vanishes again, and you're about to assume that he despises the way you view him, until he reappears... Johnny has made his way between your thighs, looking up at you with that same shit-eating grin. His hands are wrapped around your legs, palms gripping onto your covered thighs, and despite knowing that your mind is playing tricks on you, you can almost feel him.

"What? You going all shy on me? I know that did something to you, felt your cunt throb at my words. At least it's wet now," Johnny continues, his gaze flicking down to look at your covered crotch.

"You're more perverted than I thought," is all you can reply, speechless at Johnny sudden approach.

"Ah! See! You have thought about it!" Johnny laughs, meeting your gaze once more. "Well, V, if I could, I'd give you the fucking of a lifetime," he compliments.

Images continue flooding your mind, and you curse yourself for the position that you're in. "But you can't," you sigh, somewhat admitting that everything Johnny's said about your little crush on him is true.

"Not exactly, but I could at least help you out right now," Johnny suggests, his shoulders shrugging softly.

You raise a brow, and nervously laugh at the idea. "And how are you meant to do that? Not like you're physically here," you comment. Your hand goes to touch his, only for his form to jitter, reminding both of you of the position that you're in.

"Why don't you give me access? Pop one of those pills that Misty gave you, then lie back, and enjoy the ride," Johnny proposes, still looking up at you from between your thighs.

Hm, it's a good idea. Johnny would be in control, but then again... "But then I won't be here to enjoy it? Those pills give you full control, pushing me totally aside," you explain, knowing damn-well from experience that you're almost fully unaware of what Johnny gets up to when he's in the driver's seat.

"Pop half of one, then," Johnny suggests with a tone that sounds like he's about to say 'duh!'

"You really think that would work?" you nervously ask, uncertain if the pills would even take effect, and if they did, would you still be aware of your surroundings?

"It's worth a shot. From the way those pills work, I should be able to assist your movements, but if you want me to back off, then just say the word, V."

Johnny's words are nothing but genuine, and the glisten to his eyes reassures it. You take a moment to think things through, and given how close you two have grown, you trust him.

Shuffling across in your bed, you reach down the side and blindly search for one of the pill bottles. The blue one comes into your grasp, and you pop the lid open, taking one of the pills out. "Hmm..." you hum as you wiggle the capsule open, exposing its powdery insides. You dab half of its contents onto the pad of your finger, and dispose of the leftovers back into the bottle.

"Fuck. Alright. Here goes nothing," you sigh, being careful not to accidentally blow the powder away. You dab it on your tongue, instantly shrivelling up at the foul taste, soon to be washed down with a glass of soda.

As you move back to lie against the wall, you notice that Johnny has moved to sit opposite you. He instantly crawls over before your back can hit the pillow, and grins as he comments, "this is the part where we start kissin', but we can't exactly do that, huh?"

"Are you just saying that to try and rile me up?" you grumble.

"Yeah, pretty much..." Johnny laughs. He vanishes from your vision, and mentally joins you in the driver's seat. Raising your hands, you notice that they're not quite yours; the left one is a sputtering vision of his silver hand, and both tug against your movements.

"My turn," Johnny mentally whispers to you. His signature chuckle can be heard echoing around your mind as Johnny slowly pulls the covers off your body, exposing you fully to him. "Shit, V. Can't tell you just how much I love your body," Johnny flirtatiously commends as his hands trail over you, kneading at every bump and crevice.

"These aren't even the best part," Johnny comments as he cups your breasts, in awe at the way they move. "You know what? I'm not sure which is my favourite part..." Johnny continues commenting as he dances over your waist, followed by squeezing your thighs.

"You tryna be a romantic for once, Johnny?" you question, and chuckle along with him.

"Me? A romantic? Shit, I could try. Just for you, though, V." Johnny pleasantly hums, and introduces his silver fingertips to your folds. His movements are slow, drawn out, as he figures out exactly what he's working with. He trails his fingertips over your folds, around your clit, and dips down to tease your entrance.

"Fuck," you both sign in unison as Johnny slowly inserts a single finger. He begins experimenting with the angle, seeing as he's doing this from your point of view, and once he's satisfied, he inserts another finger.

Instinctivly, you go to move, wanting instantly pleasure. However, you're stopped by Johnny. "Don't fight it, V. Let me work with you," Johnny comments, asking you to hand the reigns back.

You do so, and with a deep breath, you continue following Johnny at his pace. "That's it," Johnny praises as he begins slowly pumping his fingers in and out, not fast enough to get you going, but at a decent pace to start things off.

With his silverhand already at play, Johnny uses his other hand to start rubbing your clit, softly grinding against the bundle of nerves with the pad of his fingers. "Ah, feels good, doesn't it?" Johnny moans.

"Can you... feel this? Like, how is this for you?" you question.

"Yeah, kind of. It's like... I'm fingering you, but I can still feel what you're receiving. Guess this is easier for me as I know exactly what you need," Johnny explains. It makes sense for Johnny to feel exactly what you're feeling, seeing as you're sharing a body. Although, this is still... strange, pleasantly strange.

"Kind of like mutual masturbation, with a few bonuses," you laugh.

"Shit, yeah. I guess it is," Johnny laughs with you. Both of your laughter soon fades into soft whimpers as Johnny continues toying with you, only now, he's starting to get serious.

Johnny begins moving his fingers faster, and from the way that he's rubbing your clit, you can tell he's really trying to spur you on. "Fuck," Johnny moans. "The things I'd do to you, V. If only I could..." he groans.

A warm feeling rises in your chest - nerves? Admiration? You're unsure, but it's definitely coming from Johnny. He's worked up, possibly more than you, and there's no harm in riling him up even more.

"Guess this is as good as it's going to get," you defeatedly sigh. Johnny grumbles with you, but continues working his magic, determined to leave a good first impression.

"That's fine," Johnny huffs. "I can make you cum using my fingers alone," he smugly comments. As much as you want to hit him back with a witty reply, your mind is hazy with pleasure, and you know that you'll be able to tease him about this later.

The sounds echoing around your room are lewd - wet and sloppy - along with soft mewls and moans flowing from your lips. Your thigh muscles are twitching every so often, and your eyes are barely open to watch them shake. Johnny wants to watch, he needs to see this - to watch you fall apart in his grasp, quite literally.

"Johnny," you cry out, feeling your orgasm approaching.

"Yeah, that's me," Johnny chuckles. "My name sounds so good coming from those pretty lips of yours. Come on, V, I want you to scream it as you cum."

Johnny's hands work faster, despite the faint ache coming from his wrists. Well, your wrists, but you don't want him to stop. In your mind, Johnny is mumbling sweet praise, and the closer you get to your orgasm, the less his words make sense. He's sputtering and stumbling, moaning with you, blabbering on about how pretty you look, how sweet you probably taste, how good you'd feel if he could actually fuck you.

"Shit! Fuck, I'm close. Johnny..." you whimper, barely able to keep your eyes open. Your chest is rising and falling heavily, practically gulping down air as intensity washes over you.

Your orgasm hits you like a train, fiercer than any climax that you've ever felt in your entire life. You're shaking, tossing and turning in bed as you continue crying that name.

"Johnny!"

When your pleasure finally relaxes, your mind is empty. Johnny seems to have vanished, washed away during your flood of pleasure. Instantly, you feel lonely, and let out a grumble as you wipe your hands off on your covers, unfazed by the mess that you're currently lying in.

Your moment alone doesn't last for long, as Johnny soon reappears beside you. He's leaning back against the wall, a cigarette in hand, and he's only wearing his leather pants, revealing his toned and tatted chest.

A smile appears on your lips as you ask, "why are you shirtless?"

"Thought it suited the moment," Johnny shrugs before taking a drag, despite not feeling any nicotine weave through his body.

"Oh, I see," you chuckle as you roll onto your side. "You're trying to play things out as if we just fucked."

"We kind of did," Johnny smirks, eyeing you up with a cheeky glisten dancing around his pupils. "Well, we did what we could."

"And now we've got to spend the rest of the night pillow talking," you tease with a fake groan, although the idea does sound nice.

"If that's what you want," Johnny smiles. You watch as he moves his silverhand off his lap, resting it on your bare thigh. Again, his pixel form jitters, reminding you of his lack of physical presence. However, that small gesture almost feels real. Genuine. Alive.

If only it were...

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Picking Scabs (Just Let Me Heal)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/r81tOnD by cyberwrites Peter’s had a really shitty week. Like, could not have possibly been worse, most traumatising stuff he's ever been through kind of shitty. To top it all off, apparently he'd died. No clue how, but apparently crawling out of a pit of green goo means you were dead for a bit. Now he's in a city he's never heard of, being followed by vigilantes who don't exist. Oh, and also he's in Jersey. Goddammit. Or: yet another spider-man in gotham fic, this time with extra trauma! Words: 5270, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake (DCU), Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Harry Osborn, Norman Osborn, Green Goblin, Joker (DCU), Batfamily Members (DCU) Relationships: Peter Parker & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Harry Osborn & Peter Parker, Harry Osborn & Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Dick Grayson & Peter Parker & Jason Todd, Peter Parker & Jason Todd, Tim Drake (DCU) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Damian Wayne, Batfamily Members (DCU) & Peter Parker, Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Peter Parker & Rogues Gallery (Batman), Gotham City & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Kid Peter Parker, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Peter Parker is Not Okay, Homeless Peter Parker, Peter Parker Has Nightmares, Peter Parker Has Panic Attacks, Peter Parker has PTSD, Dimension Travel, Angst and Humor, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Dick Grayson is Peter Parker's Biological Parent, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Protective Dick Grayson, Protective Jason Todd, Good Parent Dick Grayson, Protective Batfamily (DCU), Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Traumatized Peter Parker, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, no beta we die like peter and everyone he's ever cared about read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/r81tOnD

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Right Person Wrong Ending.

Featured/My hashtag: #cyberwrites

Sorry in advanced I don't really know how to write Scaramouche

warnings: swearing, changes in archon quest (it doesn't interfere with the canon quest.) , spelling mistakes

There is proof read.

Angst with no good ending.

Scaramouche x GN! Reader

(Please tell me if I used the wrong pronouns.)

I love you. But I don't.

Summary:

A hero falling inlove with a villian? Sounds like bullshit. No it's not. It happened to you. But it only broke your heart more..

You were a part of the Qixing, Which meant you had to work full time not catching a break. Luckily your friend Keqing was there to accompany you on your journey.

Unfortunately you came across the 6th Fatui Harbinger otherwise known as Scaramouche. But you didn't really expect to fall inlove with someone like him.

His business in Liyue? Only to look after this so called harbinger Childe. So troublesome, That's why her Majesty Tsaritsa asked him to keep an eye on him. Never ever did he think he'll "fall inlove" with you.

Otherwise you ran away. You were not strong enough to actually defeat him. As you run back to Liyue you ran into Keqing. "What's wrong? Why are you in a hurry?" She said "I saw the 6th fatui harbinger lurking near Liyue! Inform Lady Ningguang and the other Qixing." you said in a worried tone. "Oh my.. I'll inform them immediately. I'll tell the Milileth to keep an eye" you smiled and nodded as you ran behind her.

Scaramouche's POV.

"That girl. I know she's a part the Qixing based on what their wearing.. Shit. We've been caught. I know she'll be informing the Milileth, even worse Ningguang." he said in his mind thinking what he should do. "We've been caught by the Qixing higher your ground and don't get caught." He said to the Fatui. "Yes my Lord" they said as they ran off.

Something was off about you.. You tried to sleep but you couldn't. You just could not stop thinking about him. The way he looked at you just gave you... butterflies? No that can't be possible he's a Fatui Harbinger. It's wrong to fall inlove with him. 'Stop Stop Stop go to sleep." running through your mind. Eventually you fell asleep.

The next day, you tried to work and keep him out your mind but you just couldn't. Why? Why are you feeling like this. This isn't right. saying in your mind. "Helloooo? Earth to Y/N!!!" You snap out of your trance "Oh uhm yes?" you said. "Did you even hear what I said?" Keqing said "uhmmmm no..?" you said with an awkward smile. "What's on your mind? You're not yourself today" Keqing said worried. "Oh it's nothing! I'm just worried about the 6th Harbinger. That's all" you said with a smile still feeling wrong. "Well okay.. Come talk to me whenever you need" Keqing smiled tapping your shoulder twice as she went back to work. You smiled at her too.

You felt bad. This was wrong it was starting to hurt you inside. Feeling like you betrayed yourself and the Qixing. You tried to brush it off and continued to work. Hours passed as you ran into Ganyu. "Oh hey Ganyu, How's work?" You said with a smile. "Oh hey Y/N! Oh work is fine but can you do me a favor? Can you grab some Qingxin flowers I need them for a gift!" She said smiling "Sure Ganyu! I'll be back in a few hours"

You reached Qingyun Peak. As you picked some flowers lo and behold it's him, your heart dropped as you stood up dropping the fresh Qingxin flowers. "W-What do you want!" Holding your weapon, knowing that you won't be able to actually defeat him. "Gee calm down. I'm not here to do anything." he said looking unbothered but it still felt wrong. You unweilded your weapon choosing to trust him which is a big risk knowing how strong he is. You sighed picking up the Qingxin flowers again. "Anyways what are you even doing here?" You said uneasy "What am I not allowed to be here?" He said annoyed. "Well I mean yes but no..! I mean you are a Fatui Harbinger.." You said looking to your side. "Tch. Whatever" he said even more annoyed. Oh no there it is again. Blushing and butterflies in your stomach. You covered your face looking to your back. No no you're not supposed to feel like this. your inner self saying but you just couldn't help your feelings. "He notices that. What are you doing? Are you laughing at me!?" He said angry walking towards you. Oh no you were blushing even more you can't even help it. He uncovers you face seeing your red tomato face. He blushes a little. "Uhmm I'm sorry.. I can't control it I don't know what's happening." He grabbed your hand walking towards the wall. "Hey what are you doing! Let go of me!" He pinned you against the wall. Now you were blushing even more. "Uhmm what..?" you looked at the ground, you were so flustered even your ears are blushing. "Listen I have no intentions with you so why are you even blushing? Do you think I would actually fall for your ugly ass? In your dreams silly girl." He said smirking. That actually broke your heart. But why? It was wrong anyway. "Listen I'm sorry I-" you felt something in your lips. He kissed you, You looked at him shocked. But your body did something you would never thought of. You kissed him back as you closed your eyes. It felt so passionate, your heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump out. He broke the kiss. You felt like you were gonna cry but from happiness. "I-I'm sorry I don't know why I did that." Scaramouche apologizing? You wouldn't believe that until you saw it with your own eyes. "Uhmm you don't need to feel sorry I-" he only ran away leaving you behind. Now you were alone again. You sighed picking up the Qingxin flowers.

"Hey Ganyu I'm back! Here's your Qingxin flowers!" You smiled. "Oh thank you Y/N! I appreciate you helping me" she said smiling. "It's getting dark we should head home." Ganyu said. "Okay be safe!" You said smiled heading back to your home.

There it is you can't sleep again. You can't stop thinking about the thing that happened in Qingyun Peak. The kiss scene kept replaying in your mind keeping you from sleeping. It was messing with your head. You wanted to become his lover, but it's "wrong" but it is actually wrong? Things running through your mind driving you crazy. Eventually you fell asleep from the tiredness of overthinking.

N҈I҈G҈H҈T҈M҈A҈R҈E҈.

You woke up looking at the time, Oh it was only 9am. You get ready and went out and you saw Keqing. You decided to say hello "hey Keqing how are you?" You smiled. "You. I know what you did." She said angrily. "Huh? What do you mean?" You said looking shocked. "Oh don't act all innocent I know you kissed the 6th Fatui Harbinger. You betrayed us. I can't believe I trusted you. You are fired. Get out of my sight." she said even more angrier. "But I have an explanation you see-" you said almost crying. "NO. I said get out of my sight! Never ever show yourself to me ever again!" She said so angry. You could only cry and run away.

E҈N҈D҈ O҈F҈ N҈I҈G҈H҈T҈M҈A҈R҈E҈

You woke up terrified. Out of breath. You looked at the time 9am.. The same time as your nightmare. This is bad, but you dressed up and went out and tried not to go to Keqing but the universe was pulling you into your nightmare. Everywhere you turn all you see is Keqing. Keqing. Keqing. You're heart beating fast like a ticking time bomb ready to explode and kill everyone your way.

You tried to get away but Keqing approached you. You felt Deja Vu coming your way. "You thought you could get away from me? I know what you did. I know you kissed him. I can't believe you would betray us like that! I thought we were friends!" But instead of her being angry she's actually crying. "W-Why are you crying? It's all my fault okay? Please don't cry I'm really sorry please forgive me!" You tried to hug her but she pushed you. "Don't touch me! I can't even look at you right now or EVER!" She said crying even more. "Why would you do this to us? You're fired please just go away!" you looked at her shocked but you understand why she was feeling like that. "Okay.. I understand goodbye."

You ran out of Liyue Harbor and ran into the forest crying not caring if you ran into monsters. But you were the monster. You knew it was wrong but you did it anyway. Unfortunately you ran into a hillichurl camp you were too tired to fight so you decided this would be your faith, the reason why you are living in the first place. But someone saved you at the last minute. But it was the last person you would even think. Him. He killed all of them in a whole second. "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself?" you could only cry and you ran to hug him. Why? You don't know. He didn't stop you he only patted your head comforting you saying it's alright and let it out. You finally calmed down, you had to say it. Say it now. "Listen, I have something to tell you." he looked to confused but curious. "Yes what is it?" looking at you. "I- I like you! No, I love you! Ever since we met I can't stop thinking about you. You were on my mind 24/7 I couldn't even sleep without you on my mind! I love you okay? I love you!" you could only say closing your eyes blushing. He only looked at you shocked from what you said. "Well I don't." He looked at you with no emotion it almost looked eerie. You could only look at him shocked. Almost going to cry again. "Then why would you kiss me the other day!? What was it for fun?! " you screamed at him furiously. "Heh. You actually think I loved you after one measly kiss? Tch. You're embarrassing yourself. It almost makes me feel bad for you. Heh Almost." You could only look at him furious with tears threatening to come out. You only walked past him. How could you embarrass yourself over someone who doesn't love you? I'm so stupid. I wish I never met you. That word echoing through your mind. You could only cry behind a tree. You ruined your life over someone who would never love you.

Scramouche's POV:

He looked to the ground putting his hands on his pocket. "I actually did love you. But I can't. Tsarita's orders." he whispered as he smiled tears threatening to come out. Turns out he wasn't there to look after Childe. He was there to defeat you. Why? We can only ask the Tsarita. Her Majesty's second rule was to not fall inlove with you.

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Find the word

@raevenlywrites kindly tagged me to find the words time, wrong, spent, and mix in something I’ve written. 

As usual, I plumbed the (substantial) depths of my fantasy novel Archipelago.

Time

The flame was a wild elemental force, and no man could name it theirs, no more than they could claim to master storm or sea. They could harness its heat for a time, just as a sail could borrow power from the wind, but they only dealt in fragments of a true might that they didn’t dare unleash.

Wrong

“The air feels wrong,” Garo spoke into the clouds. “I feel it in my blood… it’s unsettled, like the sky and sea before a storm. The world is still but restless, trembling with frustrated energy. I haven’t been sleeping either.”

Salla listened in silence as she worked, the only sound the soft scrape of her blade against the lather on his scalp. A skilled barber did well not to disturb the ears, and that went for words as well as touch. She was here to serve, not to give any thoughts of her own.

Spent

When they’d eloped, their romance had been worthy of any song he knew: a midnight dash aboard a ship, the sacrifice of both of their lives to forge a new one together. They’d spent the first month living as the ancients did at sea, only to resurface in the fields of Tal Luana, the lush Dorian coast, anywhere that they could build a hut and forage to create a life of simple bliss. 

She sold her precious jewels, and let the gold paint on her fingernail fade. To Lan it felt forbidden and yet innocent at once, a pure joy he had never felt before; they were two instruments playing a perfect symphony, a rising, winding duet with each movement soaring above the last.

Then the music had died.

Mix

The crowd split along the benches, and she was able to walk around the outside, savouring the colours and smells. There were plates with rainbow peppers stuffed with goat’s cheese, maize flatdoughs soaked in sweet and spicy juices. A spiral nautilus shell had been hollowed out and filled with a medley of white quinoa, green peas and red beans, then the mix had all been stained black with squid ink; the creature itself had been dissected, its tentacles separately coiled around sticks, and then roasted and drizzled in a thick golden sauce.

I’m tagging new followers @naysawrites @cyberwriting and @chauceryfairytales​, and leaving it open to anyone else who wants to play. Your words are help, away, walk, and heavy.

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