#formal pixie

[mg549]

fira redesign!

[minarcana]

hello. i would like to posit - 'you' is formal and/or plural - urianger addresses feo ul as 'you' - urianger does not (afaik) address any other ruler as 'you'* *when speaking eorzean. (he uses it for bismarck also, speaking fae)

option 1 (inferior): uriangers using 'you' in the plural sense to match pixies using 'they' in english. this is inferior because feo ul's using the singular they and thus would have little need for a plural second-person pronoun

option 2 (better, funnier): feo ul is the only ruler in any of the city-states or norvrandt that urianger acknowledges and respects as a ruler with power over him. everyone else is less important than feo ul.

[deanlovelace]

@flotheory

Fiorella is mean spirited, Handy, hydrophobic, Flirty and a hopeless romantic.

Fiorella didn't know why she booked a cruise but something told her she had to go, When she boarded she saw her enemy Katherine Vivar, they started as friends at the modeling agency, but when katherine betrayed ruining her chance with Angel(Kat brother) and become a socialite of sunset valley.

She had a lot of boyfriends trying to meet the love of her life, in this cruise she is going to find her husband or just a fling?, who knows

CC that i use.

Everyday Chloe Dress Madlen Pixie Shoes

Formal: Coco Dress CHARLIE SANDALS

Pijamas: Clara Dress

Athletic: GARCELLE HOODIE  Fromis Pants

swimsuit

Outowear; Shoes Top Scarf Sorry i dont know from where aare the pants

Hair : Kelly Hair

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[dovesdreaming]

Tides of fate

Summary: You’re silver mists daughter and grew up with Harry hook in neverland. When you were sent away to Auradon you thought you had lost him forever until a chance encounter on the isle when you helped mal.

Request

Masterlist

Warnings: none

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You had always loved the water. As the daughter of Silvermist, one of the most graceful water fairies in Pixie Hollow, the gentle ripples of a stream or the crashing waves of the ocean had been your constant companions. But it wasn’t just the water that held your heart, it was the boy you used to share it with. Harry Hook. Back in Neverland, when you were both just children, you had found a friend in Harry. The son of Captain Hook was wild, adventurous, and fearless, everything you admired but didn’t quite have the courage to be. He loved the thrill of the sea, and you loved the way he made you feel like you could do anything, be anything, as long as you were together. But life in Neverland wasn’t all adventures and endless days. Eventually, your mother decided it was time for you to leave the island, to see the world beyond its shores. Harry had wanted to come with you, but his father wouldn’t allow it, and so you had been torn away from your closest friend, leaving behind the only home you had ever known. You were sent to Auradon, a place where everything was bright and perfect, but also stifling in its orderliness. You tried to fit in, to make friends, but no one understood you like Harry had.

The endless parties, the gowns, the formalities. They all felt so hollow without the freedom and chaos of Neverland. You had only recently found friends just under a year ago when the villain kids came to Auradon. You saw how they were somewhat similar to Harry in their behaviour, how they loved mischief. You were slowly welcomed into their group and while you still felt as though a part of you was missing at least some of the whole had been filled with a similar friendship. But then, everything changed when Mal decided to return to the Isle of the Lost. She was determined to rescue Ben, and something deep within you stirred, a longing you hadn’t felt in years. You didn’t know what you were hoping for, but you knew you had to go with her. And so, you found yourself sneaking onto the Isle, hoping that maybe, just maybe, you’d find Harry again. You didn’t know where he had ended up after you left but an island full of mischief was your best bet at finding your Mischievous pirate.

The Isle of the Lost was nothing like you’d imagined. It was dark, grimy, and utterly devoid of the magic and wonder that had filled your childhood in Neverland. The air was thick with despair, and the streets were a labyrinth of alleys and shadows. You hoped if Harry was here he was ok. You clung to Mal’s side as the group made their way through the winding streets, but your heart wasn’t in the mission. All you could think about was the possibility of seeing Harry again. What would he be like after all these years? Would he even remember you?

Your thoughts distracted you so much that you didn’t notice when you strayed too far from the group. By the time you realized you were alone, Mal and the others were nowhere to be seen. Panic surged through you as you wandered the unfamiliar streets, the darkened buildings looming above you. Every noise made you jump, every shadow seemed to hide some unknown danger. But then, as you turned a corner, you saw something that made your heart skip a beat.

A figure stood at the end of the alley, his back turned to you. Even in the dim light, you recognized him, the familiar outline of his hat, the long coat that brushed the ground (shorter on him now that he had grown), the ever-present hook gleaming at his side.

“Harry?” you called out, your voice trembling with a mix of hope and fear.

He froze, and for a moment, the only sound was the distant hum of the Isle. Then, slowly, he turned around, his blue eyes wide with shock as they met yours. “Y/N?” His voice was hoarse, as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing. You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you took a step forward. “It’s me, Harry. It’s really me”.

For a moment, neither of you moved. The years of separation, the pain of being torn apart, they all seemed to melt away as you looked at each other. Then, with a shaky laugh, Harry closed the distance between you and pulled you into a tight embrace, his hook carefully positioned to avoid hurting you. “I thought I’d lost you forever” he murmured into your hair, his voice thick with emotion. You clung to him, burying your face in his chest as tears of relief streamed down your cheeks. “I missed you so much, Harry. I never wanted to leave you”. He pulled back just enough to look at you, his eyes searching your face as if trying to memorize every detail. “You’ve changed” he said softly, his gaze lingering on your features. “But you’re still the same Y/N I remember”.

You smiled through your tears, reaching up to cup his face with your hands. “And you’re still the same Harry, just a bit more piratey and grown up”. He chuckled, the sound bringing a warmth to your chest that you hadn’t felt in years. “Aye, that I am. But you… you’re still my fairy”.

For a while, the two of you simply stood there, lost in each other’s presence, as if trying to make up for all the time you’d lost. You told him about your life in Auradon, how different it was from the freedom of Neverland, and he shared stories of his time on the Isle, the struggles and the battles he’d faced. “I always wondered what happened to you” Harry admitted, his voice soft as he twirled a strand of your hair around his finger. “I thought about you every day, hoping you were okay”. “I thought about you too” you confessed, your voice barely more than a whisper. “Auradon felt so empty without you”. He sighed, his grip on you tightening just a bit. “If I’d known you were there, I would have found a way to come to you”.

The thought of Harry trying to find you, despite the barriers that separated your worlds, made your heart ache. “But we’re here now” you said, trying to smile. “And that’s what matters”. Harry nodded, his eyes darkening with a mix of emotions. “I’m not letting you out of my sight again, Y/N. I lost you once, and I’m not losing you again”.

Just as you were about to respond, you heard voices calling your name. You turned to see Mal, Evie, and the rest of the VKs running towards you, their expressions a mix of relief and concern.

“Y/N!” Mal shouted, skidding to a stop in front of you. “We were so worried! What happened?”. You glanced at Harry, who was watching the VKs warily, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. “I… I found Harry” you said, your voice hesitant. Mal’s eyes flicked to Harry, her expression softening slightly. “Harry Hook”. Harry nodded, his grip on your hand tightening. “Aye. And I’m not letting her go”. Mal seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding once looking at your expression and the pleading in your eyes. “We need to get back to Auradon. Ben’s waiting, and we can’t risk staying here any longer”. You felt a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving Harry again, but before you could say anything, Harry spoke up. “I’m coming with you”.

The VKs exchanged surprised glances, but Mal nodded. “Alright. But if you’re coming with us, you’ll need to keep a low profile. We can’t risk drawing too much attention”. Harry smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Low profile? Not exactly my style, but for my fairy, I’ll try” You couldn’t help but laugh at that, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. It was the first time in years that you felt truly whole,?like you’d found the missing piece of your heart.

The journey back to Auradon was surreal. Harry stayed close to you the entire time, his presence a comforting reminder that you were no longer alone. The VKs were cautious around him at first, but they quickly warmed up to him, especially after seeing the way he looked at you. When you finally arrived back in Auradon, Harry was in awe of the bright, pristine world that was so different from the Isle. But even as he marveled at the beauty around him, he never let go of your hand, as if afraid that you might disappear if he did. Life in Auradon took some adjusting too, but with you by his side, Harry managed to find his place. The other students were wary of him at first, but it didn’t take long for them to realize that there was more to Harry Hook than met the eye. His loyalty, his fierce protectiveness of you, and his undeniable charm quickly won them over. And as for you, you finally felt at home in Auradon. With Harry by your side, the world felt brighter, more vibrant. The days of missing Neverland were behind you because you had found something even better, someone who knew you, who understood you, and who loved you for exactly who you were.

[desi2go]

Chaotic duo

pairing: Seungmin x reader

warning: best friends to lovers trope! fluff

Author's note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEUNGMIN <3

Seungmin and you had been best friends for as long as anyone could remember. From the moment you met in kindergarten, your bond had been instant—an unbreakable alliance fueled by a shared love of adventure, mischief, and an inability to sit still. Where one went, the other followed, and together, you became legends in your small town.

The first time you met was in the sandbox. Seungmin, with wild curls and a mischievous glint in his eyes, was building an elaborate castle. You, fiery and bold, with a pixie cut you insisted on because "long hair gets in the way of running," stomped right through it. Seungmin’s jaw dropped, and you had smiled, wide and unapologetic.

“You’re supposed to guard your castle, dummy,” you said with a big smirk.

Seungmin burst out laughing. “Wanna help me build a new one?”

From that moment, you two were inseparable—and utterly impossible to control.

As kids, you were the kind who put frogs in the teacher’s desk or replaced your school principal’s office chair with a whoopee cushion. Your greatest feat was sneaking into the local grocery store and rearranging all the items on the shelves so cereal was in the freezer and ice cream in the dry goods aisle. The townspeople shook their heads, half exasperated, half entertained, because no one couldn hate Seungmin and you. Together, you were the heart and soul of the town’s chaotic charm.

You weren’t malicious, just... menaces. You lit up every room you entered, your laughter infectious, and even when you were grounded for weeks, you still found ways to send secret notes to each other, plotting your next adventure.

Years passed, and the pranks only grew bolder. In middle school, you stole the mascot costume and replaced the halftime cheer with a ridiculous dance routine you made up on the spot. In high school, you snuck into prom, even though neither of you was on the planning committee, and switched the formal playlist with a collection of ridiculous 90s pop songs. The seniors were mortified.

Yet, even as you two caused chaos together, there was something else between you. Something neither of you wanted to admit.

Your friendship was so natural, so easy, that the idea of anything more felt terrifying. You were always the one who would punch Seungmin’s arm when he teased you, and Seungmin was the one who’d toss an arm around your shoulders whenever you were feeling down, pulling you into his side like you belonged there. You were perfect as you were—or at least that’s what you kept telling yourselfs.

But over time, things changed.

By the time you hit your early twenties, the teasing started to take on a different tone. Seungmin would get quiet, almost protective, whenever you went on dates with guys, though he’d never admit it. And you would grow jealous, prickly, every time Seungmin talked about a girl who caught his eye. You told yourselves it was nothing—just the awkwardness of growing up.

It started small.

You spent more time just talking. Late nights on your’s porch, staring at the stars, laughing about old memories, and dreaming about what came next. Seungmin would catch himself staring at you, wondering when your eyes had started to light up his world in a way no prank ever could. You found yourself lingering a little longer when he hugged you, the warmth of him becoming more than just comfort—it was something you craved.

Then came The Party.

The whole town had been buzzing for weeks about it—a summer bash at the lake, a chance for everyone to relax, drink, and dance. Seungmin and you, naturally, had come up with a scheme to make it memorable. You had spent the better part of a week planning how to replace the DJ’s playlist with an embarrassing collection of cheesy love songs and make all the floats in the lake mysteriously disappear.

But this time, something felt different. As you stood together by the bonfire, you leaning against his shoulder, your laughter bright against the crackling firelight, Seungmin felt the weight of all those unspoken words pressing against his chest.

Your’s hair were a mess, your cheeks flushed from the thrill of the night, and he thought you had never looked more beautiful.

Without thinking, he said, “You know, we’re gonna have to top that next year.”

You looked over at him, your grin wide. “Oh, I’ve already got ideas.”

But your voice was softer than usual. The banter didn’t have its usual bite. You turned to him fully, your eyes searching his.

You swallowed hard. The air between you was charged, full of unspoken feelings. You felt like you were standing on the edge of something enormous, terrifying, and exhilarating all at once. “Seungmin... I think—”

“I love you.”

The words came out before he could stop them. Seungmin's eyes widened as he realized what he’d just said. You froze, your breath catching.

“I... I mean, I—” He stammered nervously, trying to take it back, but it was too late. The truth was out there, hanging between you like a storm cloud ready to burst.

You blinked, then did what you always did when faced with something huge: you laughed. But it wasn’t your usual laugh. It was softer, more vulnerable. “Took you long enough.”

Seungmin’s heart stopped beating all at once. “What?”

You grinned, reaching out to poke his arm like you always did. “I’ve loved you since the day I stomped on your sandcastle, idiot.”

He blinked, then broke into a wide, disbelieving smile. “Well, this changes things.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, no kidding.”

Then, before either of you could second-guess it, Seungmin leaned in and kissed you. It wasn’t perfect. It was messy and a little too eager, but it was you.

Full of energy, passion, and chaos. The kind of kiss that said, this is what we’ve been waiting for all along.

From that day forward, you were still the same old Seungmin and you. Still a menace to the town, still plotting your next big prank. But now, you did it all with an extra spark between you—the kind of spark that turned chaos into love.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I don't know if this was addressed already but how many fae types have we seen or heard of so far?

Off the top of my head, the two main classifications of fae seem to be nocturnal fae and diurnal fae, and there are several other kinds of fae that fall under each. Here is what I can recall:

All fae have pointed ears.

Depending on the subspecies of fae, they may have additional traits or powers.

Some fae can make their own magic, as well as absorb magic from nature to use.

Generally, fae govern certain natural elements such as fire or water.

Fae primarily rely on magic for everyday things.

🌙 Nocturnal fae

Nocturnal fae, at least in Briarland, use the phrase “Night’s blessings” as a term for good luck or wishing others well.

Nocturnal fae have many yet-to-be-named subclassifications; for example, both Lilia and Sebek's mother and grandfather are considered nocturnal fae but Lilia resembles a bat/ and Sebek's family resembles crocodiles.

The Zigvolts’ specific subspecies have not yet been formally named to us. Their subspecies is known for having scales and a strong bite.

Lilia says that "his kind" of fae can live up to 1000 years. It is said in book 7 that he is a bat fae, which may explain his weakness to the sunlight.

The language of the nocturnal fae sounds like animalistic snarls, grunts, and growls to the human ear.

Dragon fae (Dragon fae are also most likely a subspecies of nocturnal fae, which are said to be at the “top” of the nocturnal fae hierarchy. Malleus, as well as the Draconia line, are dragon fae; they are descended from actual dragons. Dragona fae are considered babies at 200 years old, teenagers at 500 years old, and adults at 1000 years old.)

Lilia, Malleus, and Sebek demonstrate enhanced senses. Lilia and Malleus also have enhanced physical abilities (strength, speed, etc.)

It is implied that fae in the Briar Valley are nocturnal fae. Additionally, silver hair is more common for nocturnal fae. Blonde hair is not common.

☀️ Diurnal fae

They do not get along with nocturnal fae.

They enjoy flowery things.

Every spring, they hold a fashion show to welcome the season. There is a new theme every year. If the Fairy Gala does not occur smoothly, it could plunge Twisted Wonderland into an extended winter.

The Fairy Queen from Fairy Gala is considered a diurnal fae.

Pixies are a smaller type of fae that fall under the "diurnal" category; they speak in a language which sounds like bell-like tinkling.

Faeland is where small fairies gather.

Faelanders wear white in their infancy.

Pixies use fairy dust to help them fly. They keep themselves coated in the stuff at all times and perceive others covered in fairy dust as fellow fae.

Pixies hold the Fairy Gala in a selected venue. The event ushers in the spring by showing off trendy fashion. There is a different theme every year. If the small fae’s wrath is incurred, spring will never come.

Pixies are usually associated with the various elements of nature so there are fire pixies, water pixies, and flora pixies.

We also see crafting pixies (those are the ones with blonde hair and leafy clothes), which fix items and can make a special bell which translates pixie speech.) The leader of the craft fairies is named Macy.

Silver and his family were blessed by three guardian fairies; it is implied they have golden hair due to a blessing from diurnal fae.

Young Silver mentions that oak tree fairies told him about how acorn charms bless others with a long, healthy life.

An honorable mention goes to dwarves, which were suggested to be a kind of fae. In 5-55 of the main story, Yuu thinks the Seven Dwarves are a type of fae because of their pointed ears:

However, even if you select the bottom option it’s not confirmed that the dwarves are a type of fae until a few chapters later (5-59) by Jamil.

It’s not stated whether dwarves are diurnal, nocturnal, or neither. Based on just aesthetic alone, I’d guess diurnal.

[darkstarerotica]

My First Date With Stella

I have had a number of first dates. Good first dates, strange first dates, bad first dates, even terrible first dates. Who would lie… most first dates are terrible. But the craziest first date was my first date with Stella.

We met online. Chatted. She was adorable. Pixie like, blonde hair, petite. Mischievous smile. Sweet, you’d think innocent. One night we were up late chatting online. There were definitely some drinks involved. Conversation turned towards the sexual. We told each other about fantasies we have, past kinky experiences we had, things we wanted to experience. At least once. She told me about so many desires.

We closed out the night with a new appreciation for one another. Certainly, a new level of attraction. We agreed to talk the next day and I waited with anticipation to strike up the conversation. But as I thought over the night. Listening to her I came up with an idea. What if I made our first occasion of meeting a memorable one. One that fulfilled all of her desires. Ones she only imagined she would want to experience.

That next night I convinced her to meet with me in person. Finally. We set a date for the weekend when we would both be off. Agreed on a place to meet. It was a bar, speakeasy style. My friend was a bartender there and I knew she would take care of us. When she came in and was seated at the table I thought how she was even cuter in person than the pictures I had seen online. She was a little nervous. I could tell from her body language and expressions.

 A couple of drinks later conversation flowed smoothly. I told her I had a surprise for her if she would want it. That mischievous smile passed her lips. A twinkle in her eye expressed her curiosity. “how could I refuse?” she asked. I knew the potential experience of the unknown would be enticing. And entice it did. I told her a safe word. I confirmed with her that if she ever feels uncomfortable. Just say the word and all will stop. But I think what I have for you will be something you will always remember.

We left the speakeasy and walked a few blocks to another club. On the way there our hands met and accidentally only to find us without even being conscious to have our finger entwined. My excitement level was palatable and her unknown of what I had planned for her was starting to add to hers.

We were starting to walk passed an alley way and I held her hand and stopped her. “No down here” I said. She paused, twinkle in the eye. Curiosity of what the plan was. A door in the alley way. I stopped and knocked. A specific rhythm to the knock. She didn’t remember it and I couldn’t repeat what it was.  A peep hole opened up and I whispered a secret into the void. The door opened. Stella thought she heard something about “victim for the night” but surely that wasn’t right.

I led her down a hallway. The sides were opulent red velvet drapes. We moved into a room. The room was moderately sized. Square. Lit mostly in the center with candles set in candelabrum in the corners. The sides of the rooms all had various couches and chairs. Most of them filled with a mix of men and even more women. Everyone dressed well. Classy but not formal. Maybe more artistic than anything else.

Stella looked at me inquisitively. I stopped and without even thinking gave her a quick kiss to the lips. They were soft and sensual. She licked them as I pulled away. “This is for you” I told her and I stepped back. Three men moved towards her. She was locked frozen. Having no idea what she had got herself into. The men removed her dress to expose a beautiful set of black lingerie underneath. The third man moved forward with a long length of rope in hand. She glanced at me as if to say “You were paying attention”.

The person with the ropes deftly began to bend her limbs. Tying them in this way and that. All the while Stella was composed. I wondered if she was excited. Or scared or both. But she seemed calm. The pixie expression staying the same throughout the process. Occasionally as a limb was tied and bound a look of elation would cross her face.

I joined others on the seating around the room to watch the master work. His ties where immaculate. Artistic and crafty. Finally he had her body tightly bound. He pulled down a hoist and attached it to a central tie and lifted her up into the air a couple of feet. A gentle push sent Stella’s prone body spinning slightly. A general murmur of  appreciation rose from those attending.

For a space of a time no one did anything at all.  I watched. Turned on but apprehensive for how this would unfold. Finally a woman, (why are women always the first?) got up and moved towards her. She handed her drink off to a person on the side. And slowly, serpentine like approached Stella. She gave her a slight spin. Stella’s eyes opened wide looking at her. Wondering I am sure what would happen next. The woman began to caress her. First her stomach and sides. Then over her bra. Teasing her nipples through the fabric.

One hand drifted to Stella’s neck as the next found its way to her panties. She grabbed tight around her neck as she looked deep into her eyes. Her other hand moving between Stella’s legs. Feeling between them, over the fabric of her panties. Pressing ever so lightly but firmly till she could feel just a trace of moisture as Stella started to feel herself get wet.

With one finger the woman pushed aside her panties and felt her growing wetness. Stella moaned slightly. She spun her till she was in between her legs. Stella suspended in the middle of the room. All eyes on her. The woman dropped down between her legs and pushed her panties aside. She was shaved and starting to glisten. The woman started to explore her with hands and mouth. Eating her eagerly. Stella’s head pushed back I caught it for a moment. Her eyes locked on mine as the pleasure built.

I felt myself start to grow hard as I watched this strange woman bring my date to climax. It didn’t take much. I think the unexpectedness of what was going on made her cum quickly. The woman that had pleased her so quickly stepped away. Licking her lips. She gave her a little spin so that we could all see Stella on display. Her cute face. Her black lingerie. Her blissed out smile.

Next two other women approached Stella. Now there was an eagerness of the attendees. People adjusting themselves. Couples starting to caress one another, The two women that approached Stella moved to head and tail. They removed their panties from underneath their dresses. One eagerly kneeled before her now glistening pussy. The other straddling Stella’s face. Forcing her own cunt on her lips while another stranger explored her own. A new level of moaning arose from the three. It was quite the sight and the people sitting around the periphery responded. Some started to remove clothes. Others started to please their partners orally while the other watched attentively.

The two women took their time. Spinning Stella this way and that as they took turns eating her out and forcing their dripping pussies down onto her face. Finally, when they had had their fill they stepped aside. Stella seemed even more blissed than she was before. Hanging there with no strain. Like she was teleported into midair.

One of the men in the crowd finally had the strength of will, to take avail Stella. His cock already out and hard. His partner had been stroking him as he watched the two women have their way. He positioned himself at her head. And slowly inserted his hard cock down her throat. She gagged a little as his hands explored her breasts. Pushing her bra down so he could fondle her petite tits while her tongue explored his hard cock.

He began to thrust slowly and then more forcefully down her throat. His hands caressing her, her moans and guttural noises bring him quickly to climax. He pulled out and came all over her chest. Briefly his hand traced down her stomach to touch her now soaked panties. He pushed himself inside her mouth one last time as her tongue cleaned the rest of the cum off of his cock.

Stepping away two men from the sides had stepped forward. Stella was no longer really aware of what was happening the suspension was causing a feeling of sensory deprivation. But when they both started in on her, one taking her mouth the other her pussy she came to. Pleasure was sweeping over her body, and she came repeatedly as they would spin her for one to use one hole then the other. Sweat and spit coated their bodies. Finally, they pulled out. One coated her face with their hot cum while the other came all over her stomach.

After they had had her way the rest in attendance moved in. There were so many she lost track. Hands, tongues, cocks all prodding her. Taking this hole then that. Cumming on her. On her belly, on her face. Stella was a bliss of cock, fingers, mouths and cum. Finally, all stopped. Stella hung in the middle.

I approached her. Her body glistening in cum and sweat. I had long since Cast off my clothes. I honestly don’t remember how long I had been stroking my cock. Waiting. Waiting for now. I positioned myself between her legs and raised her face to mine. She smiled. And we kissed deeply. I could taste the sweat and cum on her lips. With my one hand around her neck I pushed her panties aside with the other and slid my hard cock inside her. It was so easy. She was already so wet an open. But she gasped and bore down on my cock. She has the most amazing look on her face. That sweat and mischievous face. Even though she had been filled by a number of cocks before me she felt tight and oh so wet. I grasped her as I fucked her harder and harder. Her expression moved from joy to pleasure. Finally, she came and I pulled my now dripping cock out of her tight little pussy. Spinning her around I unloaded one last load on her pretty face. She smiled deep and took me eagerly down her throat until every last drop had been swallowed.

The rope master came back to the center. Untied her and let her down gently. I was there to hold her and we cuddled till we slowly startled to feel normal again. By this time most of the others had left. I got her clothes and my own and after re-robing I drove her home. “What shall we do fo date number 2” I asked as I dropped her off with a kiss.

[atlas-nsfw]

Monster Ark

The Ark is a ship on a 1000 year voyage to take the survivors of a dying fantasy world to a new home. They live in a massive biosphere without knowing it. The ship is controlled by The Captain. A radiation leak caused massive fertility decline in the specimens so The Captain has been kidnapping humans to be used to encourage copulation among the specimens. The humans have womb tattoos that act as tags to keep track of individual humans. The womb tattoos also send vitals back to The Captain so they can track the progress of the mission. Furthermore, the tattoos have color cycles to indicate fertility on those with wombs, glowing pink when ovulation is occurring.

The humans brought to the Ark and the creatures living in the Ark have no idea this is a ship. Many of the sapient monsters think the gods have given them humans to be able to reproduce. The world is functionally a fantasy world.

Monsters fall into three distinct categories: Sapients, Semi-Sapients, and Non-Sapients. Sapient species have cultures, complex language, and larger society structures with hierarchies. Semi-Sapient species have small family pack units, very limit tool use, rudimentary language use, no formal chosen hierarchies. Non-sapient species have no indication of higher intelligence or formalized socialization and only function on instinct.

Below the cut is a list of the creatures so far and their pregnancy details. Will also be linking them to lore posts for the creatures as I make lore for them! Some of these rankings and classifications will probably change. Had a close friend help me a lot with the world building ^^

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The below links take you to information posts that include master lists.

Sapient:

Orcs : livebirth 9 m gestation

Minotaur : livebirth 9 m gestation

Lamia/Naga (may have cultural differences) : egg laying 5 m gestation

fae : flowering 7-12 w gestation

vampire : livebirth 9 m gestation

witches : livebirth 6 m gestation

demons: livebirth 5 m gestation

Semi-Sapient:

gnoll : livebirth 3-4 m gestation

harpies : egg laying2 m gestation

Yokai : (varies greatly) gestation

pixies : flowering 7-12 w gestation

ghosts : goop 1 hr gestation

centaur : livebirth 1 yr gestation

merfolk : varies but many egg laying 1 w gestation

dryads : flowering 7-12 w gestation

werebeast : livebirth varies gestation

cyclops : livebirth 1 yr gestation

satyr : livebirth 5 m gestation

angel: livebirth varies gestation

sphynx : livebirth 3.5 m gestation

succubi : egg laying gestation

goblins : livebirth 2 m gestation

shifter : livebirth 2.5 m gestation

Non-Sapient:

Slime : goop 1 hr gestation

tentacles : egg laying 1 w gestation

chimera : livebirth 3.5 m gestation

hellhound : livebirth ve 3 m gestation

insect : parasite 1 m gestation

parasite : parasite 9 m gestation

unicorn: livebirth 1 yr gestation

jackalope : livebirth 1.5 m gestation

fungi : goop 1 hr gestation

dragon : egg laying 1 yr (3 m to lay)  gestation

mimic : egg laying 1 w gestation

rat beast? : livebirth 1 m gestation

kraken : egg laying 1 m gestation

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[tenjikyu]

𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 - 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘬𝘪 - 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘝

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ traveller (aether) has saved fontaine from its flood by now, so we’re pretty much in present day but w a few changes , not super happy with the end product but i didn’t wanna make the people wait any longer , male!reader throughout the entire series.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ SPOILERS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF FONTAINES ARCHONS QUESTS. DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED THEM.

PART III • PART V • GENSHIN M.LIST

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it had been about a year since your move to the nation of justice, and it had been nothing short of excitement and entertainment. you met a blonde traveller and his glutinous pixie through lyney, after the two of them had their name cleared. you found them to be quite good company, despite the floating fairy’s consistent whining.

freminet didn’t talk to you for awhile after his and his family’s identity had been exposed to fontaine, and you couldn’t blame him. you had deep rooted issues with the fatui, even if freminet didn’t know it at the time, however what he underestimated was how much you valued him over his background.

it took some pushing (forced interaction) and a lot of tears, but freminet eventually broke down into your arms. you could only hold his head against your form, sheltering him away from the rest of the world as he cried in your living room.

the two of you were the dubbed ‘the second duo of fontaine’ with lyney & lynette holding the original title. the two of you were inseparable after the fatui incident, and him going into the fortress of meropiede was pure TORTURE as he forbid you from following him. (after finding out he almost drowned you had to be practically dragged away from the gates, the twins fearful of what you might do to wriothesley.)

you had officially met the knave whilst outside the palais mermonia, a ‘wrong place wrong time’ kinda situation. you had strolled by after she had finished talking with aether, and formally introduced herself as ‘father’ to you. almost pissing yourself, you converse for awhile before she takes her leave. you’ve never been so uncomfortable in your life.

you just interacted with a fatui harbinger.

needless to say, you’ve had quite the adventure since your arrival in fontaine, and as news spread of the flood around teyvat like wildfire, it caught the attention of two certain brothers.

“have you heard about the flooding in fontaine?” the drunkards would gossip among themselves, and diluc could only hold his breath in worry. kaeya had left months ago in search of you, and he could only sit back and wait for the good news.

it was decided between the two that you’d most likely talk to kaeya before diluc, so he was the one to go on the hunt whilst diluc held the fort down in mondstadt, lying to the costumers that the captain was on ��knightly duties in sumeru.”

kaeya was in a constant state of alert, searching nation after nation for your whereabouts. he tried liyue and inazuma, however both had turned over fuitless.

he had multiple run-ins with aether and paimon throughout his journey, and had to come up with lie after lie to explain why he wasn’t in mondstadt. if it got out that they were looking for you, word might spread, and you might end up hiding from him. it was better nobody but the two brothers and jean knew what they were really up to.

eventually, the arrival of lantern rite had come, and as the captain happened to be restocking in said nation at the time, he concluded that if you were nearby, he might just be able to see you.

and attending lantern rite you were.

the family of three had invited you to join them on their trip to liyue for the lantern rite, and you had graciously accepted.

you had changed over the year you had been in fontaine. your outfit had gone from a traditional mondstadt look, to something more fontainian. you learnt the art of the sword, thanks to lynette teaching you personally. your grumpiness had somewhat faded, and you were no longer as easily irritated. you were more level headed and calm, adapting lynette’s mannerisms somewhat.

fact is, you had become almost a new man. you were happier, brighter and stronger. you could now defend yourself, and had the protection of three fatui members wherever you went. you had the spina di rosula AND the former archon in your corner (knowing what it feels like to lose everything, you made it your goal to become furina’s first real friend), and you even had the infamous traveller in your favour.

life was finally starting to look better for you, and so, you decided to take the risk and venture out once more, this time, with your family by your side.

and so, off to liyue you went.

you travelled around for awhile, stopping by qiaoying village and picking up some snacks. along the way, you end up running into the traveller, as well as a new face. the boy with them is young and jumpy, as well as overwhelmingly extroverted. in a way, he almost reminds you of your frosted companion. not in personality at ALL, but in spirit, almost.

you all introduce youtselves, and lyney puts an emphasis on the fact you’re their “fourth” member of the family (unbeknownst to you and freminet, lyney and lynette’s plan to get the both of you together was already set in motion.)

freminet holds your hand the entire way back to liyue harbour, uncomfortably shifting as gaming attempted to conversate with him. noticing his hesitation, the pyro user leaves your friend to be and ends up becoming besties with lyney along the way. after making it to the harbour, you privately apologise for freminet, explaining how he’s quite shy but not at all uncomfortable with the wushou dancer, to which he was greatful for. poor gaming was under the impression freminet disliked him. :(

you walked around the harbour with the fatui trio, grasping freminet’s dainty hands in your own. you admired the lanterns that danced in the sky, almost as if they were stars.

“are you sure you don’t wanna cover up (Y/N)? what if we run into one of your brothers?” freminet asks. the three knew of your situation. after they had explained to you in detail why they were apart of the fatui, you revealed your own background. about your father, your brothers and even about your almost-death encounter. out of respect for the anemo archons anonymity , you left out the part where he saved you. instead, you said a humble bard had found you, and took you home.

“even if we do run into either of them, we’ll take good care of you (Y/N). you don’t have to worry about them.” lynette pats your shoulder comfortingly. you had made peace with what had happened to you back mondstadt, but you were unsure if you were ready to face them again. they were your first family, but if you had to choose right now which family you’d want to spend the rest of your days with…

you’d take your fontainian family in a heartbeat.

“(Y/N) will be fine with us by his side! wont you, (Y/N)?” lyney reassures excitedly, stuffing his face with the liyuen cuisine that you had oh-so-generously paid for.

“i’ll be alright, i doubt they’d come anyways. diluc is too busy with the bar and kaeya probably doesn’t give enough of a shit to bother.” you reply, ending the conversation.

as the night continued, the lanterns above continued to float around, yet never quite leave the harbour. it’s almost as if as much as they attempted to, they couldn’t detach themselves from their origins.

the days went on, and you enjoyed your well-spent time in the region of geo. you met some friendly faces, such as a horned-adeptus, the conqueror of demons, a stubborn old bird refined older adeptus, a young cook whom lynette got along quite well with and many more. you are various different foods, wore traditional liyuen hanfu’s, and even got to help the traveller in his quest to help restore the bond between gaming and his father.

the second last night of your stay in liyue began, and you’re greatful you decided to stay as long as you did. that might, you got to witness the most beautiful dance you’d ever seen.

gaming was almost one with the lanterns, and he was glowing. you were so invested in the dancing, you didn’t notice how you took freminet’s hand in your own. your companion, on the other hand, could only watch your eyes.

they gleamed with excitement, and freminet wanted nothing more then to share that joy with you.

you knew you loved freminet from the moment he broke down into your arms. you knew as you cradled his puffy cheeks in your hands, almost kissing away his gentle tears.

you knew you loved freminet as he fixed your diving gear, triple checking to make sure it was on before he took you diving with him.

freminet knew he was in love with you when you told him that you look past his line of work. and how you know that he isn’t a bad person.

freminet knew he was in love with you as you took his side in an instant when some fontainian’s were harassing him after the word had spread.

“(Y/N), can i talk to you once the dance is over?” freminet doesn’t fail to notice you snap out of your trace to fully engage yourself in what he had to say.

it was almost as if you stopped the world just for him.

the dance ended, and you took the cryo users hand in your own as you took him somewhere more secluded. you didn’t fail to see the both of the twins shooing away anybody in your vicinity to give you both some privacy.

you knew this was your chance, the chance lyney and lynette had given you.

“(Y/N), i wanted to talk to you about something.” the boy before you stutters. it’s been awhile since he’s stuttered around you. he knocked that habit with you only a few month into your friendship, however none of this phased you. you knew what he was going to tell you.

“(Y/N) I-” freminet is cut off by a gentle hand to his mouth. your face contortd into an almost annoyed yet concerned look, seemingly displeased at the interruption of freminet’s confession. confused, freminet looks in front of you, too distracted by the beating of his heart to notice what you’re staring at.

then, he then hears it.

footsteps.

“(Y/N)?”

“k-kaeya..?”

the pure look of terror struck across your face had freminet switch up almost completely. he straightens up, before he steps in front of you in an almost protective manner. he was ready for combat.

then you notice it, three more pairs of feet come charging in behind you. in a flash, freminet’s claymore in drawn, and his gaze flickers both behind you and in front. you see the twins chasing another figure, one you can’t quite make out.

and then, as if the situation couldn’t get much worse then it already was, you see a shade of red emerge from the black mystery man.

it’s almost like a scene from a movie. in front of you, you have your almost-lover threatening your (former?) brother with his claymore.

on the other hand , you had your own flesh and blood behind you, with the twins behind him, a look of apology spilling across their face.

“i’m so sorry (Y/N), we let your name slip when talking about the two of you, and we didn’t even think that these two would be listening in on us-” lynette begins, before she’s cut off by diluc.

“listening IN? you fatui SCUM have been in the steam bird left and right with your scandals! i was only making sure you wernt about to hollow up the harbour.”

“excuse you?? you have NO RIGHT to call US scum when you barge in on a PRIVATE moment”

“lyney, now is REALLY not the time for this.”

“i’ll do whatever the fuck i want if it involves MY brother.”

“YOUR brother!?”

“ENOUGH!”

you finally decide to step in. “diluc, kaeya, what the fuck are you two doing here??” you begin.

“me and our dear diluc decided to take a bit of break, and when we heard these two looney magicians mention your name, we had to know if it really was you.” kaeya’s statement is almost humeruous, but the tone in his voice is enough to tell he isn’t fucking around.

“so what if it IS me? why the fuck would you care? you two bastards haven’t seen me in a year.”

“because, (Y/N). you’re OUR family, and we’re here to take you home.”

“the FUCK did you just say?? YOUR brother?? last time i checked, lynette and i are (Y/N)’s family after you practically NEGLECTED him!” lyney spits out.

by now, the two brothers are on one side, and the fontaine twins are on your other side. only freminet, who’s grip on his claymore hasn’t faltered, stuck next to you.

“i doubt you fuckhead fatui members want anything from my brother then to extort him. you don’t give a shit about him!” diluc reprimands.

“if (Y/N) wanted anything to do with you then he would’ve left fontaine ages ago.” lynette spits out, glaring at the two brothers.

you’re about to step in again, before freminet finally decides to speak up.

“(Y/N) may have grown up with the two of you, but at the end of the day, the both of you ended up hurting him without apologising. we know everything about what happened to the three of you, and on behalf of the fatui, we apologise for the loss of your father. loosing family is hard, and us raised in the house of the hearth would know that more then anybody.”

“but when (Y/N) accepted us for who we truly are, he became apart of our family. he chose to stay with us, and to support us from anybody who had something to say. it’s not just us either, (Y/N) has many friends and companions in fontaine, whom cherish him deeply. that is a fact, and it doesn’t matter what you think.”

all of you stand and listen to what freminet says. throughout the speech, he grabs your hand once more, just like when he did during the wushou dance.

and you fall in love with him all over again.

“he talks to us about you two a lot, and it’s clear to anybody that despite all that you’ve done, (Y/N) still cherishes you two very much, but he’s not ready yet. if you truly care about your brother, perhaps.. you’ll wait?” he questions, awaiting the brothers responses.

it’s quiet for a bit, with yours and freminet’s hands still intertwined. lyney comes to stand next to freminet, and lynette comes to caress your shoulder.

diluc’s heart aches. he wants nothing more then to hold you in his arms once more, like he used to when you cried as a child. he had been so worried about you, that he had completely forgotten what you looked like smiling. diluc knew he was being too harsh, but seeing you being cradled by the very organisation he despises made him want to sob.

but now, you stand before him, a happier and brighter man. your eyebags have cleared up, and your smile now reaches your eyes. he also can’t help but notice the almost romantic tension between you and the diver.

kaeya feels proud. he’s had a lot less to say then his brother, but deep down he knows that you’re happy. kaeya never truly intended to take you home like diluc had wanted. don’t get him wrong, kaeya also wanted nothing more then to have you in mond city once more, however his only intentions were to make sure you were safe. that would be enough.

as the silence comes to an end, diluc speaks gently.

“(Y/N), when you’re ready to come back to the mansion, we’re only a door away.”

he then takes kaeyas shoulder, before heading back to where they had come from. kaeya gives you a gentle nod and a smile, before he followed your crimson brother.

and then, as they disappeared from view, you fell to your knees. years of sorrow awoken within my you, and you felt yourself crumble before the three.

in an instant, they were by your side. all weapons had been put away, and only comforting arms awaited.

you feel yourself nuzzle into freminet’s shoulder, him arms wrapped around your body. lyney and lynette held your shoulders as you sobbed.

everything freminet had said was true. you did want to forgive them, but you weren’t ready.

you knew you had more healing to do before you could officially reconcile with the two, however in your heart, you knew it was possible.

you all eventually went back to the hotel you had been residing at. it was quaint and peaceful, and it’s soothing atmosphere helped your pounding headache.

as the four of you readied yourself for bed, a knock at the door surprised you all.

lyney, being the oldest, took it upon himself to open up in case of a possible intrusion, however only a bard dressed in green garments and a lyre in hand stood before him.

“hey (Y/N)! wanna have a chat?”

did i still leave on a bit of a cliff hanger? maybe. but i was gonna leave it at the kaeya-(Y/N) part so be greatful 😔

[we-are-inevitable]

Now… transmasc Davey… he’s tumbling around in my brain like a loose sock in the dryer… thoughts and feelings? 👀

transmasc davey who’s always known he feels Different because sarah is his twin sister and they are supposed to be the same and she loves dresses but why doesn’t he? transmasc davey who tries out for sports even though he doesn’t really like them because sarah is the girly sister, so he’ll pick up the tomboy act, and it’s a lot more acceptable for girls to be covered in dirt and grime when you soend hours practicing softball every day. transmasc davey who asks for a haircut going into freshman year of high school because he’s tired of looking exactly like his sister and being mistaken for her, so he gets a shoulder length cut, and then a chin length cut, and then a pixie, and suddenly he feels a lot more confident. transmasc davey who, by some stroke of luck, got his father’s genes and is 6’1 as a junior in high school and knows he’s queer now, but doesn’t know why shopping for prom dressed with sarah is making his chest ache or why he feels more comfortable in baggy jeans and hoodies or why he has a crush on jack yet doesn’t want to pursue or ask him to prom because it feels weird and wrong right now.

transmasc davey who buys a compression bra the summer before senior year and realizes Oh. Oh wait. There’s something here. transmasc davey who comes out to sarah first before anyone else and sarah is only upset because davey could have worn a matching suit to her prom dress if he had figured this out like three months sooner. transmasc davey who chooses his name because he’s not a jewelry person but he’s worn a Star of David necklace every day for the past six years because his parents wanted him to have it.

transmasc davey who wears a binder to the first day of school senior year and excitedly tells all of his friends. transmasc davey gets to pick a suit out for winter formal and actually gets to have it tailored using some of his savings from his summer job. transmasc davey who asks jack to prom and has his first kiss in a school gym and finally feels right.

transmasc davey who gets to explore himself in college, who starts T freshman year and gets involved with activist groups on campus, who shares an apartment with jack starting sophomore year, who is a cat dad to an awful little kitten, who gets top surgery after saving for years and years as a college graduation gift to himself, who wears a suit to his wedding and helps organize pride events every summer and works with queer youth and marginalized communities and spends his life using his voice to advocate and build community and stick up for the little guys.

transmasc davey.

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Strawberries and Cream

Paring: Eddie Diaz x Reader

Word count: 6.7k

Notes: *taps mic* I uh… i just want to stress that uh this is fanFICTION and whilst I did do some research I have completely pulled so much of this out of my ass. Malignant Hyperthermia is what I’m basing this off of and then pixie dust is what’s supplying the rest okay. Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust. Thank you.

P.s This is one of my favorite chapters of all time HONESTLY

Episode 9: I Don’t Dance

Does Buck just know everyone??

You’re sure he does as you stand in Eddie’s guest room or rather your bedroom, putting on your makeup to go to one of the most exclusive clubs in L.A

“So like…Tommy? Is coming? What’s that about??” You look at Maddie in the mirror and she smirks, shrugging

“Buck just says he’s a good friend that he wanted to introduce to us formally because they hang out a lot”

“Yeah…friend. Because I know all about that” You snicker and add some more glitter to your chest

“You better give me all the details. And you sure as hell better record if they dance together”

“Girl I’m already on it, Eddie and I are ready to capture this”

Maddie watches you, lying on her side with her hand propping up her head

“You sure you don’t wanna come?” You ask as you apply the glitter to your eyelids and she laughs

“Yeah definitely, I don’t think I can stand long enough to get through one dance”

“It would be so fun if you were there but I understand… you and Chim just have a good night together” You wiggle your eyebrows at her and she rolls her eyes

“Are you almost done?? I want to see your makeup!”

You drop your blue pencil and turn around in your seat, putting your hands to your cheeks and batting your eyelashes

“How do I look?”

Your eyes are done up to look like the night sky, glitter acting as the stars. It had been a fun look you had been practicing for a while and now seemed like the best time to debut it.

You get up from your vanity and stand in the middle of the room, with your arms down at your sides. Maddie gets off the bed, or rather rolls off, and looks you over, walking around you in a circle. She fixes up one of the ties on the side of your dress

“Just one question,” She says, standing back and you walk over to the mirror, heels clicking against the floor. You pull down the bottom of your dress a bit and fix a couple more ties

“What?”

“Where’s the rest of that dress” She asks sarcastically as you fix the off-the-shoulder sleeves

“Oh ha-ha very funny” You stick your tongue out and she swats your butt

“Do you at least have shorts on under that!”

You turn to the side “Does it look like I do? It’s a club Maddie! I wanna look cute…. For Eddie” you mumble the last sentence and she laughs at you

“He’s never gonna let you out of the house in that”

“He doesn’t have any say” You sass her and she scoffs

You walk out of the bedroom with her, giggling quietly as you two walk into the living room. The gang is all set to go as Chimney comes into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. He nearly drops it when he sees you, you walk past him, your perfume lingering in the air

“How do I look, guys?” You do a little spin and put your hands behind your back

“Go change,” Eddie and Buck say in unison and the girls lose it, laughing. Chimney sits down next to Tommy, passing him the popcorn bowl as they both mind their own damn business.

“What!! No!! This is perfect”

“You get your ass back in that bedroom and you change! Maddie! How could you let her out in that!” Buck cries out loudly as he gestures wildly

“Hey, I’m not in charge of her!” She puts her hands up in defense and Buck throws a pillow at her

“Maddie! As parents we need to-“

“Parents??” You say

“Make sure our little girl is dressed appropriately!- not like a sexy pole dancer! Who I fully respect making her bag”

“Hey she can dress however she wants” Hen chimes in

“Thank you!” You huff, crossing your arms. Eddie’s eyes nearly pop out of his head and he has to turn away from you for a minute

“That being said, Y/N go change”

“Oh come on!!!”

“That’s it! I’m telling Mom!!” Buck shouts, snapping a picture to send to Athena

“No, no, no!!” You yell, diving at him for the phone “I’ll change! I’m going I swear!”

You run off to the bedroom as Buck throws a pillow at you now. Eddie excuses himself quietly while they’re all talking about it and goes straight to your room.

You’re busy undoing a few of the ties when the door opens quietly and you look up through the mirror. Eddie closes the door and leans against it, staring at you

“Promise you’ll wear that dress on our next date?”

He whispers, his voice is low and husky as he walks towards you, every step feels like a predator staring at his prey. You turn to him, your dress half undone.

“I promise” Your hands shake a little as he walks closer. He stops in front of you, hooking his finger under your chin and tilting your head up. The way he kisses you is heated and passionate… definitely a promise for later. His other hand sears into your bare side, and you squeak when he yanks you against him, his cock hard, already

He pulls away from you, smirking at the dumb look on your face. He really needs to get around to video-taping exactly how he gets you that way.

“Can I pick something for you?” He turns to look at your closet and you nod slowly, watching him walk over to it and start carding through your dresses.

He takes his time, feeling the fabric between his fingertips, noting the colors and tones. He settles on a black sparkly bodycon dress with spaghetti straps

“I want you to know I love that dress Y/N. If you can even call it that”

He tosses the new dress on the bed and comes back over, helping you finish undoing all the ties

“But I don’t think I could let you out the front door in something like that without making sure my cum is dripping down your legs, and every person who sees you knows I claimed you over and over again”

He lifts you, dropping you down onto the bed and tearing the rest of the dress off your body. He stares at your wide eyes, sweet and doe-like. His eyes travel down your body, hungry and desperate to taste every inch of you

“Pasties and a g-string?” He says under his breath and you shrug sheepishly

“I-it’s a very small dress”

“Uh huh,” He agrees as he kicks his pants off, settling between your legs like you both love. He’s heavy and warm and you can feel his cum soaking through your pathetic excuse for underwear, he drags the tip of his cock over the black material, pushing against your clit and watching the way your juices coat the front of them too.

He’s grinning wickedly, pulling your panties to the side, when the door pops open and you squeak again, trying to scramble from underneath Eddie but he keeps you pinned to the bed. Buck walks in, blindly feeling around with his eyes shut tight

“Marco”

“Polo” Eddie sighs into your neck, and you giggle lightly, his breath tickling you.

“Oh god, oh gag that was from the bed. Okay anyway uh I realized way too late you were gone. So come on, get your pants back on so we can leave already! We’re gonna be late!”

“How did you know my pants were off??” Eddie gets up from the bed, pouting as he stares at your naked body and pulls on his pants again, he blows you a kiss and turns Buck around, steering him from the bedroom.

Chimney sits at the wheel as you all load into Buck’s Jeep, he’s driving you there tonight at the request of Bobby who doesn’t want anyone driving anywhere. Chim is taking you there and Bobby volunteered to pick you up afterwards

“Alright this is the most illegal thing I’ve done today” He chuckles as he fixes the review mirror. Tommy is upfront, Buck is in Eddie’s lap, you’re in Hen’s lap and Karen is squished in the middle

“It’s just like when we were kids! Everyone say thank you Uncle Chimney” Buck slaps his hands on Chimney's shoulders and rubs them

“Thank you Uncle Chimney!!”

The club is in full party mode as you all arrive, Buck makes a quick call as you pull up and everyone piles out. You straighten out your dress and Eddie walks over, pulling you behind the car and to him by your waist, placing a sweet kiss on your lips

“Is it dramatic I really wanted you to be in my lap”

You giggle and kiss him back “Nah not really, because I really wanted to be in your lap”

A girl comes out of the club, shouting Buck's name and running towards him. He scoops her up and hugs her tightly

“Oop” you whisper as you walk over to them and Hen elbows you as Buck sets her down

“You guys this is Gina! We go way back! She’s one of the owners here and has graciously invited us to come tonight”

You’re all saying hello and exchanging pleasantries when Buck pulls you away from Eddie for a minute

“This is Y/N, the cousin I always told you about?”

Gina smiles widely and shakes your hand a bit aggressively

“It’s so nice to finally meet you! Buck used to talk about you constantly. I was beginning to think you were made up!”

You giggle and shake her hand back “Nope I’m real!! It’s really nice to meet you. I wish someone had talked about you more, this place is awesome!”

“Buck actually helped me with the designs all those years ago. It’s my privilege to have you all here! Drinks are on the house! Top shelf only for my friends!”

You all cheer and thank her and she leads you into the club. It’s a nice-looking place, very clean for a club. The dance floor is packed as the music booms through the speakers, you can feel the bass as you walk. Buck forms a little chain with you, he’s holding your hand and Tommy’s and you’re holding his and Eddie’s.

You’re led to a raised platform with a cozy-looking booth with dim fairy lights on it. It’s pretty close to the bar

“I saved the best seat in the house for you!” Gina yells over the music, taking the reserved sign off the table

“Thank you! Come join us for a drink later!” Buck shouts back hugging her and she smiles

“Will do!! Especially with you handsome” She winks at Eddie as she walks away and you whirl around to look at him. He looks at you, a light blush on his cheeks and you narrow your eyes at him, crossing your arms over your chest

“Mine!” You say in a little voice and he snorts, stepping over to you and putting his hands on your ass. He squeezes lightly and pulls you into him, kissing all over your face

“Yours baby girl”

A tray of blue shots is brought over to the table and the head bartender introduces himself as Max and tells you Gina has made your group priority so if you all need anything else just come to the bar and ask for him.

He takes your drink orders and walks off with a friendly wave, winking at Tommy. Buck aggressively takes his shot, shrugging when you ask him if he’s okay. Eddie nearly chokes on his as he laughs at Buck.

After too many shots (according to Eddie) a third of a Long Island iced tea and a few sips of Hen’s margarita you’re ready to dance. You’d been there about an hour, just taking time to relax together and talk and definitely give the alcohol a chance to work its way through your system. Eddie did his best to keep water and fries in your mouth but by the time you drag him onto the dance floor you’re tipsy as hell

It doesn’t even matter that there are a hundred-plus people around you, you’re feeling yourself too damn much to care. You put Eddie’s hands on your hips and bend over, shaking your ass on his cock. He watches you with wide, lust-filled eyes

“I didn’t know you could do that,” He says over the music, his heart practically beating in time with the base

“Neither did I!!” You laugh as you stand against him, dragging your body on him. It’s barely dancing at this point and outright dry-humping but he can’t bring himself to stop you

“What’s your safe word?” He asks you, his mouth close to your ear as he starts to kiss your neck

“Fanark!!” You giggle wildly but make a point to turn and look up into his eyes

Oh, there’s no way in hell he’s stopping you now.

He slips his leg between yours, dancing with you and tilts your head up with the tip of his finger while he stares at you

“Come on” He whispers “You know what I want”

Your eyes widen as you slowly start to grind on his leg, he keeps his eyes on you, biting his lip as he watches you get off on him in public. You reach for his belt and he smirks, putting his hands over yours

“Let’s go find somewhere private” He growls in your ear and your heart leaps out of your chest

“O-okay”

He turns to walk away with you and walks right into Buck. Tommy grabs you by your waist and they both pull you apart

“Oh hell no,” Buck says and you whine loudly, stomping your feet

“Your first time is not gonna be in this club!!” Buck pulls Eddie away to go dance with him

“How do you know we haven’t had it!” Eddie yells at Buck and Buck rolls his eyes

“Because I didn’t get an “I only lasted six seconds” text”

You and Tommy laugh as they walk away to go dance and Tommy turns you around

“You don’t mind dancin' with me do you darlin?” He asks as he kisses the back of your hand and you giggle

“Of course not!!”

The two of you dance together and you learn a lot about him, he seems to know all about you, you’re Buck’s favorite topic. And you’re slightly excited for Tommy to become his new favorite topic because he’s an absolute gem.

A really tall, really buff, really kind, gem.

You ask why he didn’t mention knowing you at the party and he laughs a little

“Because it would have been weird as hell approaching a pretty girl like you and telling you how I knew all about you”

Hen and Karen eventually come over and the four of you dance together, trading partners for each song. Tommy is spinning you around as you laugh and squeal when you freeze, your sight zeroed in on a girl drunkenly dancing on Eddie as he tries to hand her off to her friends who are trying to get her to come with them. Tommy looks in the same direction and snorts. He doesn’t even let you go as you go running off to Eddie

“Ma’am- Miss- please” Eddie is gently trying to push her off and her friends are standing around her

“Michaela! This is so embarrassing! Get off that really hot guy!!” Her friend tries to yank her away and she clings to Eddie

“Yeah, Michaela! Get off that really hot guy!” you say in a Valley girl accent. You put your hands on your hips and Eddie stares at you, his eyes wide they all turn to you.

“You maybe wanna get off my man?” You say, in a sweet little polite voice.

“Honey I don’t see your name on him” Michaela scoffs, running her hand down Eddie’s chest.

“You maybe wanna get off my man?” You say again and start to take off your shoes “Before I make you”

She tosses her head back laughing cruelly

“Are you threatening me pipsqueak?”

You’ll be honest, Michaela is model quality. She’s pretty, she’s thin, she’s tall.

But she’s not smart.

And she doesn’t know you.

“Damn right I am, now step off or get your ass kicked, doesn’t matter to me”

“Look, honey. I’m pretty sure Eric-“

“Eddie” He corrects her

“Wants to go home with a real woman. Not some child in whores clothing. So I’ll give you one more chance to leave me the fuck alone”

Well. You warned her.

You're about to pounce, going to jump on her and scratch that smug look off her face when Tommy’s arms catch your waist and hold you back, something he’s starting to get used to doing. Eddie takes you from Tommy, throwing you over his shoulder as you pound on his back thrashing around and trying to sink your claws into her. He gives your ass a firm smack and you squeak, halting your movements as he walks a few feet away

“Look. ” He sets you back down, holding you flush against his chest as Gina walks over to the group,

Tommy comes over and gets on his knee, taking your ankle to get your shoes back on

“Are we having an issue here” She glares and Michaela scoffs.

“Actually we are. I want that bitch kicked out” She points directly at you and your mouth drops open.

“Excuse me?” Gina asks and Michaela turns to her

“You heard me! Look honey I know the owner and I don’t want to have to call him. So can you please get this skank out of my site”

She throws a couple of hundreds at Gina and Buck’s mouth drops open

Gina stares at the money before taking out her radio and making a call, Michaela’s friends have left her, all except for two, who look equally as nasty

“Ms. Toretto?” Two large men show up, looking incredibly intimidating

“Would you please escort this young lady off the premises?” Gina points to Michaela and she gasps, pointing her finger in Gina’s face

“Who the fu-“

“Gina Toretto! Owner of this fine establishment. And you’ve messed with my friends. If I ever see you in this club again you will be arrested. Have a nice life bitch”

She spins on her heel, tossing her hair over her shoulder

“Let’s go” She nods to the four of you and you all follow after her, listening to Michaela scream about suing everyone involved.

Gina apologizes first of all for that girl and second of all for hitting on Eddie earlier

“I really didn’t know. But damn were you ready to fight her” Gina laughs and you look up at Eddie, smiling sweetly, but he sees that little crazy twinkle in your eye and he smirks at it, poking your nose

“Without question”

Eddie has to calm you down, again. So he lets you knock back the rest of his Cosmo and pull him back onto the dance floor. Tommy and Buck are a little ways away from you two, whispering in each other’s ears. You wriggle in Eddie’s arms and he chuckles while holding you close for a moment

“You good, Sugar cube?”

“I’ve never seen Buck look so happy…“

You and Eddie have your phones up, pretending to just be taking snaps for stories, but there’s no doubt what you’re really doing

Tommy has his hands on Buck’s waist, it’s sinfully respectful and you and Eddie are trying not to squeal. They’re dancing to Saturn by Sza and Buck looks peacefully elated and it makes your heart burst to see him so happy.

“I can see why the “just a friend” thing pissed Buck off so much” Eddie whispers in your ear and you laugh, reaching back and kissing his cheek

“He’s never gonna let us live that down”

Eddie takes your phone from you, slips it in his pocket, and puts his arms around you. pulling you close to him. You lay your head on his chest and he kisses your head softly, quietly singing the song to you

“You know, I think I’m okay right here with you… I don’t need Saturn” He whispers in your ear and you look up at him, your eyes sparkling in the dim lights of the club

“I like you, Eddie,” You say softly and he smirks, putting his head against yours too

“I like you too”

“Did you mean what you said the other night? That you don’t fall in love?”

Oh, so you’d heard him.

“I don’t know anymore”

“I don’t either”

“Just say it…it…it…it” Buck creates his own echo in your ear and you nearly jump six feet in the air as he leans back laughing. He stumbles into Tommy who holds him steady. He’s definitely tipsy, or maybe even drunk at this point

“Would you quit it!!” You yell and push him and he pushes you back and you stumble into Eddie who catches you.

“Okay children, enough” Tommy rolls his eyes and Buck sticks his tongue out at you and you do it back. Eddie rolls his eyes too and looks at Tommy

“I’m already in too deep, but you have a chance to run from this” He gestures between you two making stupid faces at each other

Tommy chuckles, shaking his head “No, I don’t think I do”

Both of you are too drunk to catch the look that Tommy gives Buck, but Eddie isn’t, it’s the same way he’d look at you when you weren’t looking. Eddie finally grabs your shoulders and turns you around to pick you up

“Alright dumbasses let’s go get another drink”

“Let’s do shots again!!” Buck cheers as Tommy takes his hand, following Eddie back to the table

“Yeah, shots!!!” You cheer loudly as Eddie throws you over his shoulder

Hen and Karen are sitting at the table as Eddie plops you down in the booth, you “oooooo” at them as they pull away from each other and Hen rolls her eyes

“You’re ruining the moment” She smirks, giving your leg a whack and you laugh, hugging her tightly

“I’m sorry!! Do you want me to leave, I can leave. I’ll even leave the club!! Eddie let’s leave the club”

You take your phone back from his pocket and stuff it in your clutch

“No honey you don’t have to leave” She hugs you back and you sigh loudly, closing your eyes as you lean against her

“Good because you’re my friend and I don’t wanna leave!! I’m having fun!!”

“I’m glad you’re having fun, Eddie when was the last time you gave her water”

“You think she knows what water is?” He pulls you off of Hen and into his lap and you whine reaching for her

“We were bonding!” You scold him and he rolls his eyes

“Baby I think she wants to bond with her wife”

Your mouth drops open and your eyes go wide as you look at him and he laughs, letting his head fall against the booth

“Eddie!!! We’re gonna ruin their moment!! We gotta leave the club!!”

You try to wriggle from his arms, maneuvering yourself awkwardly until you’re lying across his lap

“How did she do that” Karen asks, sipping her drink

“I have no idea but I’m not complaining,” Eddie says, smacking your ass and you squeak

“Hey!!”

“What am I looking at” Buck asks as he sets the tray down on the table, Tommy sets another one down next to it and they start passing them out

“I think Eddie’s horny I can feel his-“

He slaps his hand over your mouth and you keep talking through it, completely muffled

“Please tell me one of you brought water”

“Why would I do a stupid thing like that” Buck snickers, slamming his shot back and handing one down to you and you nibble at Eddie’s fingers until he uncovers your mouth and you take the shot

“That’s why I went with him and my shots are water” He whispers the last part handing Buck one who slams it back too fast to even care. He takes your hands, dragging you off Eddie’s lap and pulling you up so you don’t fall

“Let’s go dance!!” He says excitedly and you and Buck runoff

“I’m on it” Tommy puts his hand up before Eddie can get up and runs after you two

“They’re having way too much fun” Karen giggles and Eddie sighs, watching you and Buck dancing like idiots and smiles

“Yeah I know they are”

Tommy stays behind you, keeping any jerks away from you and Buck stays in front of you, holding your hands and swinging your arms wildly while you both go crazy. As the song changes for a fourth time, Tommy finally picks you up and drags you and Buck back to the table. Hen, Karen, and Eddie are laughing about something as he puts you down in the booth and pushes Buck to sit down. He falls backward, dragging Tommy with him and all four of you freeze as they kiss. Buck lets his head fall back onto the seat as he laughs deliriously

Oh, he’s drunk.

“I think he pre-gamed a little hard” Tommy says, his cheeks practically on fire and you get up from the booth, feeling a little sober and a lot ready to shake Buck by the shoulders and scream excitedly

“I’m gonna go order some water!! And maybe some cheese curds who knows”

“Let me go with you” Eddie starts to scoot out of the booth and Hen goes with him

“Actually I’ll go! I’m gonna get another margarita”

She grabs you by the wrist and the two of you twist your way through the hot crowd. You don’t get very far from the booth when your arm is ripped from Hen’s hand.

“Hey pretty mama, you wanna dance with a real man?”

The man who had been eyeing you all night finally gets his hands on you, pulling you flush against his chest and grinding his crotch against your ass. You weren’t the first girl he’d done that to, but you were sure as hell gonna be the last. Before you can even stomp on his foot he’s ripped off of you and thrown to the floor

“Get your goddamn hands off my girlfriend”

Eddie is on top of him, beating the absolute shit out of him, the man rolls them over, punching Eddie a good few times too. He reaches out, breaking a bottle and pointing it at Eddie.

Hen runs to get Buck and Tommy from the table, Eddie can definitely handle himself for a minute while she gets back up.

“You get off of him!!!” You scream and start kicking him in the side. Buck comes running over, grabbing you by the waist, and handing you off to Tommy, who keeps you tightly locked to his chest as you kick and threaten

“No one punches my best friend!!” Buck yells as he rips the man off Eddie and punches him, he pulls Eddie up and they both take this guy out, taking turns punching him. He gets in a couple of good hits on Buck with the way he’s swinging wildly and you can feel Tommy tense up a little. But Buck punches him right in the balls as Eddie punches his face and he screams in pain

The ladies around you all start cheering and laughing at the guy crying on the floor. He’d gotten inappropriate with way more girls than you’d originally thought

“Eddie beat his ass!!” You cheer and the little group goes wild

“Hey, the bouncer is coming!” One of the girls yells over the crowd and Buck and Eddie freeze

“Scatter!!!” You shout and you all go running out of the club. Hen takes your hand as you hop along and take off your shoes. You, Karen, and Tommy run out behind her while Buck and Eddie go running god knows where. But you all definitely get help in escaping. No one is helping that douchebag

You finally stop running when you get a block or two away. You bend over, wheezing, and lean against the building next to you

“Ohhh man I haven’t run since like….. ever” You cough and Karen nods along with you. You both stare at Hen and Tommy, who are softly panting

“Show offs” You both flick them off and they laugh.

Hen helps Karen stand up straight and rubs her back

“Where did the boys go?” Hen asks as she looks around and you shrug

“Speak of the devil” You hold up your phone, waving it

“Hi baby,” You say in a sickly sweet voice and he laughs

“Hey cutie, where are you?”

“I have no idea! Where are you?”

“I also have no idea!” He says just as cheerily as you did and you giggle, sending him your location

“Oh hey, we’re not far from there! We’ll call Bobby and meet you”

“I don’t think we’ll all fit in his car” You laugh as you look up, Karen looks pale and Tommy looks horrified. You look around, seeing if someone’s coming after you. Tommy quickly wipes his hands on his pants

“Don’t worry we’ll get a big enough one. Go to the diner down the street alright? We’ll pick you up”

You hang up and give them a double thumbs up

“Alright, the boys are meeting us at the diner down the street”

“Are you feeling okay??” Tommy asks you, coming over to put his hand on your lower back

“Uhhh should I not be??” You ask, looking up at him and you stumble a little, becoming dizzy. But mans is 14 inches taller, of course, you’d be dizzy looking all the way up there!!

“Whoa, what the heck was that? I told Eddie not to get me drunk” You giggle a little and suddenly Tommy is scooping you up in his arms, your head lolls a little and you lean it against his shoulder

“Hey, what’s with the Princess treatment?!”

“It’s nothing, Sweetpea, you just uh, look a little tired,” He says calmly and you all start walking towards the diner, his pace is quick, and his long legs carrying you stride ahead of Hen and Karen

“Would you slow down, you’re making me dizzy!”

Your words are becoming slurred and you frown deeply, suddenly there’s two Tommys too

“Hey- hey hey hey stay with me honey,” Tommy says as he walks into the diner

“I need help!” He calls out as he lays you on a table

“Tommy, what’s going on?” You ask, becoming nervous now. He smooths your hair back, kissing your head as he pulls out his phone

“You’re just a little injured that’s all, it’s gonna be okay I’ve got you. I promised Buck and Eddie I would look out for you tonight”

“You did? You don’t even know me” You blink slowly at him and he pats your cheek, smiling

“Of course I did, you mean a lot to them. Which means you mean a lot to me”

You sniffle a little, holding his hand, and a waitress brings over a first-aid kit

“Can I have an order of fries?” you ask her and she smiles, patting your leg

“Course you can honey I’ll go put the order in”

She touches Tommy’s arm, whispering something to him and he nods looking back at you

“Did you have a nice night?” Tommy asks as Hen comes over and slips on a pair of gloves while Karen stands next to your feet

“The best night” You sigh dreamily, closing your eyes

“Hey, look at me sweetpea,” Tommy says softly, turning your head to look at him.

“What made it the best night huh?” He asks, you hear sirens in the distance and you look around a little, he turns your head back to him and smiles

“What made it the best night?” He asks softer this time and you shrug

“Just being with Eddie… you know, officially. And you and Buck…” You wriggle your eyebrows and he blushes

“We’re just friends”

Hen barks out a laugh and Karen groans, you giggle breathlessly and squeeze his hand weakly

“That’s what me and Eddie said”

“For nearly six months” Hen glares at you and you stick your tongue out at her

“Oh trust me, I’ve heard about that” Tommy chuckles

“But in all honesty… Buck and I are just friends” He pokes your nose playfully “…For now”

He keeps your eyes on him, every time you try to look around he just pulls you right back. The sirens stop outside of the diner and Karen goes over to the doors, Buck and Eddie come running in and Tommy gets up quickly, holding Buck back and whispering to him

“Hi baby,” Eddie says softly, his voice a little wobbly.

“Hey Superman” you purr weakly and he smirks, kissing your hand. You run your fingers through his hair and then over his face, avoiding all of the cuts and bruises he’d endured. God, he looks good like that

“Seems you’ve gotten yourself into a little pickle,” He says carefully and you shrug

“I’m just chillin here, Tommy said I seemed a little winded after running”

“Yeah I bet you did, you haven’t run since like, ever”

“That’s exactly what I said!!” You squeal and Eddie laughs, kissing down your arm

“How uh…how do you feel? The paramedics walk over quietly and Hen gets up

“You’re not the first person to ask me that,” you tell him, gripping his hand as best you can

“What’s going on?”

“You remember… when that asshole broke the bottle?” He whispers and you nod slowly

“Well…it seems like a piece of it found its way to you,” He says slowly and you freeze, not breathing, not blinking, not moving.

“Are you telling me I got stabbed” you whisper softly

“And you’ve been bleeding out on this table… yeah”

You finally look down and see the dark wet spot on your dress

“Oh… I’ve been impaled”

Buck bursts out laughing and they look at him like he’s crazy. You’re loaded onto the spinal board and strapped down carefully, while you’re also giggling

Buck shrugs “What?! She was being Olaf”

“What do you mean, “complications” she was awake in the ambulance”

Now it seems to be Eddie’s turn in the ER.

Everyone is in the little family waiting room, even Bobby and Athena rushed to the hospital when Buck told them.

They hadn’t heard much since you’d gotten in, in fact, things were perfectly fine for a while, cheerful even with Buck excitedly telling Maddie, Chim, Athena, and Bobby what had happened at the club while one nurse cleaned up a cut above his eyebrow and another cleaned Eddie’s lip. Eddie looked the worst but it felt more like a medal than a bruise. He’d gladly take down a hundred more guys that messed with you and all those other women.

Athena is scolding both boys, for not holding back and letting her do something about it. But they know she’s proud of them, and that it’s just her job to do so. On the other hand, Bobby high-fives them both, telling them how proud he is of his boys and that he’s never been more glad to know them.

They’re both getting their knuckles cleaned when the Doctor comes in, a hard look on his face.

“Mrs. Diaz’s family?”

“That’s us,” Eddie says “Is everything okay? Can we see her now?”

“Mr Diaz I’m sorry to have to tell you this, But Mrs. Diaz, Y/N, is in a coma.”

It’s like the air has been sucked from the room, Eddie pushes the nurse out of the way, it’s not rough, just so he has room to stand up in front of the doctor

“What the hell do you mean my baby is in a coma? Again, she was awake in the fucking ambulance! I was talking to her! We were joking about spinach puffs!”

“I know sir- I know” The doctor holds his hands up, trying to calm him down “She had some issues with the anesthesia, it- it didn’t go the way we wanted it to. It was a very bad reaction”

“Did you get the glass out?” Buck asks, standing next to Eddie

“We weren’t able to operate no, our priority was to get her off the anesthesia and get her fever down”

“So she’s still got the damn bottle in her side and she’s in a coma?!” Eddie raises his voice, holding his head in his hands

“Can I see her?!”

“No, I'm sorry sir you can’t. She’s still in the ICU, but as soon as she’s stable enough to move to a room we’ll come to get you”

“And when will that be?” Buck asks calmly, turning Eddie around to hug him. He holds him tightly, almost more for himself than anything. Eddie hugs him back, burying his face in his neck

“We don’t know. We’re going to try a local anesthetic and get the glass out that way. We must stop the bleeding as soon as possible. All I can tell you is to sit tight and wait. We’re gonna do everything we can”

Bobby takes over now, walking the Doctor out of the room. Tommy gets up, bringing Buck and Eddie over to a couple of chairs to sit down. They both collapse into the hard plastic, slouching down in the seat and letting their heads fall against the wall

“I should have gone with her to get the drinks. None of this would be happening if I’d just gotten up”

“None of this would be happening if I’d held onto her tighter,” Hen says quietly and Karen hugs her tightly

“Buck and Eddie beat the shit out of that man, he needed his ass kicked and we all know if Y/N was here she wouldn’t let you blame yourselves like this. She’d do it 10 times over if she knew that creep was gonna get what was coming to him. ”

“Besides, you couldn’t have known she was allergic to anesthesia… this is an entirely different issue that could have happened any time,” Tommy says, looking worriedly at Eddie

“She should have been wearing an I.D bracelet that’s such a rare thing,” Maddie says, Chimney has his arms around her tightly as they sit together in a chair

“I should have known,” Eddie says angrily, his hands over his face “I should know what the woman I’m dating is allergic to”

“You know about peanuts, and honestly that’s the most important one Eddie. Maddie and I didn’t even know and we’re her cousins”

“Do you think she knew?” Tommy asks quietly and they all stop talking, because no… it seems like maybe you didn’t.

“Has she gotten her wisdom teeth out yet?” Hen asks and Buck shrugs

“No not yet, she hasn’t really had any type of surgeries in her life”

“So there would be no reason for her to have had to be under anesthesia,” Tommy says “None of you could have known”

“I still feel like I should have” Eddie crosses his arms over his chest, his brow furrowed “I should have”

Buck leans his head on Eddie’s shoulder and smiles sadly “Yeah. We should have.”

Eddie lays his head against Buck’s, and Tommy sits back in his seat, reaching out for Buck’s hand. He hesitates just a little before taking it, squeezing as tightly as he can for a second

“She’s gonna have a field day with that one” Eddie mumbles as he shuts his eyes

“Oh shut up” Buck scoffs

No one is going to convince Eddie this isn’t his fault they don’t even try, and no one can convince Buck or Maddie either. So all they can do is band together, in this tiny little waiting room, full of their family, and blame themselves.

[sugarzandsweetz]

Lost Love (Nuada x OC)

Long before the battle of the golden army, Nuada loved a human. But they were taken away from him, causing his hatred for humanity to grow stronger

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Many Many Years Ago

A smile rests upon the woman's face as she hums to herself. Feeling the soft breeze of spring press against her face has never felt so calming. In her hands, she busies herself with making a crown out of the flowers that surround her.

Her nimble fingers work expertly in crafting the crown. Looping the stems and locking them together to hold the flowers close. Thorns prick at her fingers but she doesn't mind. Some of the most beautiful things can be made through pain.

Soon, her humming becomes singing.

"A man came across this old tower one day,

It was straight like from a book he once read,

He lifted his head up and saw this young lady and here is what the lady said,"

Lifting her head up, the woman picks up her voice and sings louder.

"Moi Je M'appelle Mademoiselle Noir, et comme vous pouvez le voir, je ne souris, ni ris, ni vis.

Et c'est tout ce qu'elle a dit, di di di,"

As she works and sings, she hears the crunch of approaching footsteps. They are soft, almost unable to be distinguished. But she can hear them.

The smile grows wider on the woman's face; she doesn't turn around. Because she knew who it was. She ceases her singing and waits quietly as she continues her threading.

The footsteps grow louder and louder until they stop right behind her.

"What are you doing, Isabella?" asked the soft voice of her lover.

"Waiting for you, your highness." Isabella said. "I busied myself with making a flower crown."

A soft chuckle escapes her lover's mouth as they sit themself down beside Isabella. He rests his hand on Isabella's shoulder, giving it a rub.

"It looks beautiful, just like you."

Isabella's face becomes flushed at his compliment. She turns away from her work to look at her lover.

A handsome elf sits beside her. Long platinum blond hair with black tips, porcelain white skin, black lips, and beautiful golden eyes. He is dressed in elegant robes with armor clasped over them. On his hips rested two swords strapped to his waist.

A true beauty for elven people but terrifying for humans. To Isabella, he is beautiful.

"You flatter me, good sir." she said with a giggle.

"Enough pleasantries, Belle. You don't need to be so formal with me, I've told you again and again." he said amused.

"I know, Nuada. I just feel like I must be formal as you are royalty and I am a mere human commoner." Isabella said with a sad frown.

Nuada doesn't allow her to be sad as he kisses Isabella's forehead. His lips are cool against her warm skin. The touch of his lips send butterflies to flutter in the woman's stomach. Any touch from Nuada makes her so giddy.

"I love you for who you are, Isabella. Whether royalty or commoner, I love you." Nuada assured her. Then he pulls Isabella into a deep, tender kiss.

The coupling of the elven prince and human is a well-kept secret. Only Nuada's twin sister, who holds a soul bond with her brother, knows about Isabella. In fact, Nuala is fond of Isabella and is happy for her brother.

When Nuada and Isabella first met, it was by accident.

It was the start of the war between the elves and humans. The border between the two realms were watched closely so that no one crossed. The lands were becoming thick with blood and bodies.

Isabella lives in a small cottage close to the border. She made a living of selling food and jewelry in the village markets. Unlike most humans, Isabella wasn't afraid of the fae people. In fact, she often helps pixies, trolls, and many other of the fae people.

About a year ago, Isabella took a stroll through the thick forest that was east of her home. She collected berries from bushes and material to use for her jewelry. Isabella kept to herself and made sure not to bother any creatures.

That is when she met Nuada.

Nuada is the general of the Bethmooran army and often does patrols along the border. If he ever comes across a human, he either kills them or makes sure they never come back. When he found Isabella collecting berries by a nearby pond, Nuada was transfixed by her beauty.

Isabella has long blonde hair that must be braided to keep it from touching the ground. Her eyes are bluer than the finest sapphires, skin as white as alabaster, and a smile that can dazzle the coldest of hearts.

Soon after Nuada spotted her, Isabella looks up from her pickings and spots Nuada. At first, she is surprised but soon smiles in greeting. It catches Nuada off guard as he is used to being feared by humans. And her smile almost made Nuada's heart stop beating.

Quickly, Nuada ignores his unfamiliar feelings and demands to know why Isabella is in elven territory. He expects her to grovel, to beg to spare her life. Instead, Isabella apologizes and explains that she is scavenging for food. She offers some berries as a peace offering but Nuada declines.

Nuada tells her to leave or she would face serious consequences.

Isabella doesn't complain and does as Nuada orders. Not before handing him a lily as a parting gift and an apology for intruding. Then she leaves.

After that day, it began a series of encounters between the two. Isabella would greet him, offer him food, and head off. She became an enigma to Nuada, intriguing him to pursue Isabella. Over time, the two became an odd pair of friends.

After a month, Nuada began to show affection for Isabella. He would shower Isabella in gifts such as jewels, the finest clothes, and trinkets he made. Isabella would only accept his trinkets as they were made by himself.

Isabella was surprised when Nuada asked permission to court her. She believed that he deserved better than her. The prince was next in line for the Bethmooran throne. A member of a royal family is better suited for Nuada.

Nuada refused to allow Isabella to believe this. He showers her in love and affection until Isabella didn't have to worry. It leads to the moment that they are in now. True love between star crossed lovers.

"How many times must I continue to assure you that I love you?" Nuada asked once they break away from their kiss.

"I'm sorry for being so insecure, Nuada. It's still hard to believe you possess such feelings for me." Isabella apologized.

Nuada pulls Isabella into a hug, pressing her head against his chest. Resting his chin on the top of her head, Nuada closes his eyes as he focuses on the woman in his arms. "I will love you to the end of time." he whispered softly.

His words warmed Isabella's heart as she listens to Nuada's heartbeat. It feels as if both their hearts were beating as one.

"I'll keep you to that." Isabella said with a soft laugh.

The two stay there in each other's arms, savoring this pleasant moment.

With the war between humans and elves growing hotter, it's been difficult for Nuada to have moments with Isabella. Commanding armies and working through strategy meetings took up most of his time. Only when it's night time or when Nuala fills in for him is when Nuada can escape. This morning is the first time in awhile since they've seen each other.

"Nuada," Isabella began suddenly.

"Yes, my love?" Nuada asked.

"I know this is a tough subject, but I want to know. Is there ever a possibility you'll end this war and make a truce?" Isabella asked hopefully. "I know your feelings for humans are conflicted but if you can love me, maybe you can put aside your hatred to bring a better world?"

Nuada tenses up. Isabella didn't have to look at his face to know what he is feeling.

"Unlike you, the rest of humanity has a hole in their heart that is full of greed. It can't be filled. The choices they make are killing my people." Nuada responded. "If we don't stop the humans from taking more of the elven land, killing my people; they will keep doing so."

"What if you find a peaceful solution to this? Make a truce with the humans? No one wants this bloodshed. If you can make a truce that both sides agree to, all of this can end." Isabella said.

Isabella understood that Nuada's hatred for humans runs deep in his bones. Her kind has killed and taken so much from him. It's shocking that he fell for Isabella.

"The humans will never uphold any truce."

"There are those who will. You just have to look."

Nuada glances down at his love and gives Isabella a warm smile. "I didn't have to look for you." he said.

The two smile and share another loving kiss. The kiss spreads warmth through their bodies.

"Will you consider it, at least? I don't want to live in a world where I might die the next day." Isabella said, fearfully. She takes Nuada's calloused hands and hold them tightly. "I wish to live in a world with you by my side." she said.

"Then be by my side." Nuada said suddenly.

"What?" Isabella asked, caught off guard.

"I want you to be by my side, forever and always." Nuada said, taking something out of his pocket and presenting it to Isabella.

A gasp escapes Isabella's lips when she discovers the item to be a ring. The band is made of pure silver. A sapphire diamond rests upon silver flower petals that curl around the diamond like a sleeping flower.

A truly beautiful sight that Isabella has never seen before.

"Isabella Rosemary, will you marry me?" Nuada asked with a hopeful smile on his face.

Isabella stares at him in shock but soon breaks out into a big smile. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Isabella repeated happily. Nuada smiles as he slips the ring upon Isabella's ring finger.

"With this ring, I promise to make you the happiest woman. I will love you to the end of time." Nuada promised. He kisses the ring as a sign of promise. "And I promise to bring peace to humans and the fae people." he added.

Happy tears are streaming down Isabella's face, making her eyes shine bright. "I love you." Isabella whispered.

"I love you too." Nuada whispered back.

Their sweet and tender moment ends abruptly when Isabella lets out a gasp. A look of shock is on her face as blood slips through her lips.

"Isabella . . .?" Nuada asked in worry.

Isabella's chest blooms red. The thick stench of blood fills the air.

Isabella falls forward; Nuada catches her. He looks over her shoulder and finds an arrow embedded in her back. It wasn't an elven arrow, that he recognized. It was an arrow designed by humans.

"No. No. No. No." Nuada repeated.

Nuada cradles Isabella in his arms. Fear is filling his entire body as he tries to keep Isabella awake. "Stay awake, Isabella. Please stay awake." Nuada begged, tears streaming down his face.

Blood trickles down Isabella's mouth as she chokes on her blood. Tears stream down her face as she mirrors the same fear that is on Nuada's face. Death is imminent.

"M-My love . . . " Isabella gurgled.

Slowly, she reaches up and places a bloody hand upon Nuada's cheek. Her skin is already growing cold.

"I will . . . love you forever . . . and always." Isabella whispered as she chokes on her blood.

"Isabella, just hang on a little longer. I'll get you help." Nuada promised.

"It's too late." Isabella said.

Isabella gives Nuada a bloody smile. "I'll wait for you, Nuada. Whether it is a day or the end of time, I will see you again." Isabella said, closing her eyes. Then she dies in the elf's arms.

Humans didn't turn to stone like Nuada's people. Isabella became limp in his arms and lays there as if she is sleeping. It's harder for Nuada as he hopes to see her wake up.

Tears stream down Nuada's face as it feels as if his heart shatters into millions of pieces. A bellowing cry tears out of his lips as Nuada holds Isabella to his chest. He buries his face into her hair, begging Isabella to wake up.

"This isn't supposed to happen." Nuada cried. "I was going to make you my wife. I was going to make you immortal so we can be together forever." he cried. He clutches the body of his fiancé and refuses to let go.

"Damn it. I missed him."

"Just shoot him again!"

Nuada ceases his crying when he hears new voices. His pain grows cold as it hardens into anger. He wipes the tears from his face as rage consumes him.

Carefully, Nuada lays Isabella down.

She is rested on top of the flowers. Her eyes are closed and looks as if she is sleeping. Isabella looks so beautiful resting on the flowers. If only she was napping.

Slowly, Nuada stands up. In his hand, he is holding the flower crown that Isabella made. It's stained in blood and is crushed but still intact. He refuses to let go of it.

The elf prince turns around and finds a group of human men. They aren't ordinary hunters. These men are soldiers. They were probably patrolling the border when they saw Nuada.

One of them was armed with a bow and arrow. That is the man who killed Nuada's love.

"You killed her." Nuada snarled.

"I was aiming for you, not her. A mere casualty in war." replied the human with a shrug.

His words enraged Nuada greatly. This man killed one of his own and doesn't even care.

"This proves that humans are horrible beings. You killed the only human that I truly cared for." Nuada snarled. "You don't deserve to live. You don't even deserve a merciless death."

The soldiers prepare their weapons. Swords are drawn and bows are notched back. The men believe they have the advantage as they are in a group.

Nuada draws out his swords and stands ready.

Wordlessly, Nuada lunges forward and attacks them. His blades slice through them all. Their throats were sliced open, giving them a slow, painful death. Blood gushes out in a spray as the humans collapse to the ground. The fear of dying is in their eyes. Surely, they regret killing Isabella now.

Usually, Nuada grants humans one mercy: a swift death. But he left these men to die by drowning in their blood. It's what they deserve.

Once they die from their injuries, Nuada turns back toward Isabella's prone form. His anger turns to despair.

"You were too pure for this world, Isabella. They didn't deserve you." Nuada whispered as he falls to his knees and hovers over Isabella. He places the bloody flower crown on her head. Resting his hands on her cheeks, Nuada leans in and gives Isabella a kiss on the lips.

"I will love you forever and always."

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Avery Sims 4 CC Lookbook

Meet Avery, an influencer who just moved to Del Sol Valley!

Find base sim information here! (Too many links to post all at once)

Everyday:

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[redo-rewind-if]

Victoria/Victor Zhang (she/her or he/him | 31) often seems cold and serious, wielding their glare like a weapon. But you know there must be more hidden under the surface.

Victoria keeps her straight black hair in a neat, short pixie cut. Usually gelled back without a strand out of place.

Victor prefers to wear his straight black hair long, held in a tidy ponytail. You'd wager it hit around his waist, if he ever wore it down.

They have honey brown eyes, pale skin, and cheekbones that could cut glass. V stands at a respectable 5'8" with an elegant build. They don't have any visible scars but they do have a small beauty mark just to the left and below their bottom lip.

V is practically always seen wearing formal business attire. A suit, perfectly polished loafers, with a tie neatly in place. Pinstripes. They tend to stick to a monochrome color scheme with the occasional navy blue.

August Astaire (he/him | 27) is an interesting man, always wearing a dagger sharp grin you can't tell is real or fake.

His dark brown wavy hair falls messily down to his shoulders in a way that should look terrible but (unfortunately) doesn't. Complimented by his fair skin and pale green eyes.

August is on the taller side (5'11"), with a slender but muscular build. He has numerous scars, the most notable of which runs up from his jaw onto his right cheek. He also has a couple of tattoos, including a full sleeve on his left arm made up of thorny red roses and black butterflies.

August is most well known for his signature red coat he wears nearly year round. Yes, even in the summer. Beyond that, he is often seen wearing plunging v necks, tight pants, and boots. His entire wardrobe seems to be nothing but black and red with not a single other color in sight.

Amara Ingram (she/her | 25) carries herself with a sunny, carefree disposition. But don't underestimate her, appearances can be deceiving after all.

Her shoulder length black hair falls in tight curls that halo her head, her warm brown eyes shine with an unexpected cunning, all complimented by her dark brown skin.

Amara stand proudly at 5'5" with a fairly average build (not extremely slim nor very muscular). She has a handful of scars on her hands, arms, and legs from a few small engineering accidents. (Nothing to see here! I swear!)

She prefers comfortable, practical clothes above all else. Loose fit jeans, chunky sweaters, sneakers and sandals all rank among her favorites. She leans towards a more neutral color palette with some small pops of bright color here and there as accents.

[dreamofcamelot]

What about….. descendants AU???

(Quick idea bcs fight of our lives is on repeat rn. It’s going to be messy since im copying what I had in my notes, so excuse any typos)

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So Arthur is the prince of Avalon blah blah blah instead of villains here they banned magic and sent all sorcerers to the isle.

Ok so Morgana turns out to be a sorcerer, Arthur who is about to be crowned king is like “we need to do something this has to change, let’s give them a chance” so he decides to invite a few of the children of the isle to come and study here.

Now enter the vks

We got manic pixie boy Merlin who grew up with stories about magic and dragons and his (absent) father and hates what the crown has done to sorcerers and magic. He's always felt like his very existence is a crime.

His magic? Banned. Books? Confiscated. He’s lived all his life in the isle so he does not know what magic feels like but but but he knows there’s something in his chest a pressure like he can’t never take a real breath like there’s something holding him back. He feels there’s something inside him that’s begging to come out.

Merlin, Nimue, Freya idk all the sorcerers maybe Mordred can come too I like him, are chosen to go to Avalon High.

They are happy about it, yeah why not, maybe things are finally changing and they might have a chance at leaving the island and having a different future, they heard the prince is not like his father, they want to give him a chance.

Merlin specially wants to give him, whoever he is, a chance.

Then they get there n meet Arthur n he’s all formal and wear this fake smile n Merlin can tell he’s doing this reluctantly, he is not confortable or happy to be greeting them, their presence alone bother him and it’s showing.

It’s obvious to them that deep down he hates magic n since magic is what he is he must hate Merlin too so not a great start.

When they crossed the bridge, Merlin felt it, it’s like the world got back it’s colors, like seeing, breathing for the first time.

Magic is in desuse in Avalon so people don’t learn it nor practice it but since Merlin is magic the second he leaves the isle he's able to use magic naturally as if he had been doing it all his life.

He begins experimenting with it and conjuring cute fire dragons and showing the others what they missed all those years and suddenly he realises that up until that point, without his magic, the very source of his being, Merlin was not living.

For the first time in his life he feels something. And then his hatred become stronger. How could they have taken this away from them, from him? Completion never felt more bittersweet.

And then, instead of going the d1 route, something happens, maybe Agravaine's being nasty again and throwing a coup d’etat or smth cause I really want to throw here the plot of d4 and bam they need to fix it, they must go to the past together n then, because they are a couple of dumbasses in every universe they start fighting n mess up with the pocket watch.

So instead of traveling to a few moments before the incident they end up to when magic was about to get banned and wow they discover the truth about Merlin’s incredible powers n learn about his dragon lord dad and wow is that Arthur’s mom? Wait what is his dad doing with a sorcerer?? Unbelievable. They have more in common than any of them thought before.

Etc etc etc 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[rowenabean]

The Lake and the Moon

An original fairy tale for the Inklings Challenge. Also available on AO3 if you prefer to read there. Hat tip to this photo for sparking things off.

@inklings-challenge

In the bottom of this lake lies a piece of the moon.

Such an innocuous sign.

*

She came to town on a Friday night. The candles were lit in our houses, the bread was rising, and we were preparing for the festival the next day. It was a black night, a blank night; the last sliver of the old moon had set; the stars were dim and dusty, although no cloud could be seen.

The gates were open, but the visitors for the festival were all gathered, all save the king’s son who would arrive on the last night but one. No one was at the gate when she walked in, but still we were drawn to her: face after face appeared at windows, threw open doors; some of the children came onto the street to see her; and pixies emerged from their hidden nooks, trailing sparkling dust brighter than the stars.

Even they faded beside the clear beauty of her face, visible despite the deep dark of the night. She was serene, untouchable; her hair was white gold and her dress flowing silver. We were transfixed.

She walked through the town, pixies and children caught up in her wake, until she the reached the square with the fountain in the centre. It was silent, shut off at nightfall; the water in the darkness was still.

There she sat, and there she remained, unmoving.

We went out to her, of course. My love was one of the first; she didn’t answer him, or even acknowledge his presence. The priest followed, and then the mayor. They approached her reverently, with words of welcome and hospitality; but she gazed beyond them at something none of us could see, and did not answer. Eventually the mayor went back to his bed, warmed no doubt by a maid or two; the priest stepped back to the manse, but came out again with a bedroll and thick wool blankets. Hospitality dictated that no visitor should spend the night alone, she said, but hospitality was silent on exactly where they might sleep.

*

The festival stretched for a week.

On the first day, the woman did not move. She sat still on the edge of the fountain, so still that we would have sworn she was a statue, had we not seen her walk in. The pixies faded with the day, but instead she was as a magnet to the tiny water sprites, who got closer and closer as the day went on, until the more daring could reach out of the water and touch her skirts. She did not react.

We carried on with the festival as best we could. The priest folded up her bedding at daybreak, changing into her her formal garments for the procession. This was only a little delayed by the presence of the woman in the square where it was due to start – not that she was exactly in the way, but we were disconcerted by her, and much whispering and awkward gestures took place around her. A few brave souls approached her, but she rebuffed them in exactly the same manner as the mayor – which is to say, she didn’t rebuff them at all, but simply didn’t acknowledge any movement or speech on our part at all. The parade came off, though, and we went to our beds exhausted in the normal way of the festival. We slept deeply and we slept well, and my love by my side. The priest slept outside again.

On the second day of the festival, she stood up. The children jumped back, startled, and the mayor – when he had ascertained the cause of the fuss – came forwards to give a pompous welcome speech; more pompous by half than the one when she arrived, since he had had time to practise. He finished by advising her that we would be honoured if she would stay until the end of the festival, when the king’s son arrived, so that we could feast them together.

This, I’m sure you know, was not as kind an act as it seemed. The king’s son was known for his love of beauty, and I am sure that the mayor thought more of the prestige he would gain by presenting such a one to him than of any consequence to the lady.

She gazed past him again, not favouring him with a glance even as she inclined her head in the slightest of nods.

That day she spent walking around the outskirts of the festival. She watched aloof our songs and our feasting; she paraded around our dancing; and as my love spun me in the motions of the dance and drew me into his chest, I felt her eyes resting on us alone, and a spear pierced my chest though I knew not why.

On the third day she danced.

She had not yet spoken a single word. But she drew near to the circle, and when someone reached out a hand impulsively she did not refuse, and she danced the steps as perfectly as if she had known them her entire life.

My, she was beautiful when she danced. Her dress swung and her loosed hair flew, and you could be forgiven for thinking her the first woman made new – formed on the earth and dancing for the joy in it. The pixies laughed and spun in joy around her, and to our amazement they were joined by richer and brighter sprites, those we saw but rarely and those we had never seen, drawn to her as a moth to the light of the moon.

Our eyes were drawn to her also; my love was the one who claimed the second dance, and the mayor’s son the third, and my love did not return to me that night as we danced in the square brightened by the dust of the fairies.

On the fourth day she spoke; and her voice was the silver of a high mountain stream, and it was the gleam of moonlight through a gap in the clouds, and it was the glint on the blade of an unsheathed knife.

I watched my love that day. I knew him well, and I saw it in him; his eyes were too-bright, his face too wild. He turned to her, and danced with her, and turned to her again, and that night he slept fitfully, torn here and there, and I slept not at all.

The moonlight is bright to see by, but its shadows are black.

The ring on my finger was the warmth of gold cut with too much brass when I pulled my love aside. His hands were ice cold and his eyes were chill when he brushed away my fears. I entreated him – no, I begged him, and I told him that I feared for him, and he laughed her silvery, dismissive laugh and left me, and the gold on my finger was a mockery of joy.

On the sixth day the king’s son arrived, wheaten hair and rosy shirt and full of life, singing as he rode. He danced with her, or she toyed with him. They were seated together at the great final feast, and his eyes did not leave her; but not only his. My love also did not look away, face gaunt and tired; and the mayor’s son glared at my love and, when he dared, the great prince also, for daring to look upon her whom he thought he loved.

*

The moon was half full when the festival ended. The king’s son stayed, as he had never done before; but to no avail. She left that night. I watched her go, her trail of pixies floating behind her; watched to be sure she went.

My love watched with me. He watched with me and I dared to hope. But his face was aged, his eyes steel-grey; when I touched his hand it was cold, and the band on my finger was dull.

Still I dared to hope, and with my homespun voice I called him home, and with my rising belly I called him home, and with my bread-brown hair unbound I wept for him and remonstrated with him.

I did not weep for the prince, but he stayed. I did not weep for the mayor’s son, with his eyes full of greed.

But it was not my love alone who stole out on the full moon night, and who followed the figure that beckoned to him, and who came to the lake where the moon shone bright out of the depths. And it was not him alone who was there when we seized her, her who had stolen our men, who had inspired such madness, and we bound her and threw her into the lake. And it was not him alone who followed her in of his own free will, unbound by anything other than her power.

And as she landed, the moon-reflection shivered into a million small parts, and she shivered too, until the parts of her and the parts of the moon came together into one, whole, brilliant thing.

*

In the bottom of this lake lies a piece of the moon.

There lies your father also.