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SNAP Season 1: Year of the Primes

Episode directory for season 1! I will be reblogging with summaries and title cards whenever I finish drawing one

"The Jhiaxian Academy of Advanced Technology has finally opened, and school is now in session! But when a mysterious storm breaks over the campus, something emerges that will define a new era for the world. Primes, heroes with magical artifacts the likes of which haven’t been seen since the age of the Knights of Cybertron, now run rampant across Iacon, doing good in reckless defiance of the functionist regime. Little do people know, these heroes are in fact students at the very school where it all started, and two younglings named Orion and Megatron may very well hold the fate of Cybertron in their hands."

Heroes present+introduced in this season:

Autobots: Optimus Prime, Mistress of Flame, Ultra Magnus

Decepticons: Galvatron, Hellscream, Scourge, Cyclonus, Sixshot, Thunderblast

Elite Guard: Elita 1, Elita 2, Elita 3, Elita 4, Elita 5

Primary antagonist: Bludgeon

[landograndprix]

╰┈➤ ❝ desire • l.n c.l ❞ xi

part ten - part twelve

➪ Charles hasn't paid much attention to you after your daughter was born but a certain Brit does.

➪ charles finally realizes things between you and lando are in fact serious.

➪ mom!reader x dad!Charles x lando

➪ sorry this took so long :') charles needs professional help <3

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milliexoxo

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milliexoxo okay but my mom speaks italian

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norrizz NAH MISS ZOE LECLERC SIT DOWN IM NOT READY FOR YOU TO STAND

↳ yukisan HONESTLY WHATS NEXT WALKING?!

bott_ass HAVE Y'ALL NOT SEEN MILS LATEST VLOG SHE DOES WALK ALREADY

norrizz NAH SEDATE ME IM NOT READY FOR THIS

norry4 Y'ALL FORGOT ITS HER 1ST BIRTHDAY IN LIKE 2 WEEKS?!

landoscar look at mom and dad :(

julieeeexo refuse to believe that's zoë, why is she growing so fast?!

carlandooo carlos and zoë?! 🥺

↳ sharl16 charles punching air rn 😂

charliecharlie aw I'm becoming the biggest y/nlando shipper 😩

logansargeant love the new haircut. 🔥

↳ hamilt44n asjklmsks arianna what are you doing here?!

grussell63 @.y/nusername help your kid out 😭

landonorizzzz pls @.y/nusername adopt logan as well 😭

landofourr wait is this considered a y/nlando hard launch?

↳ chilisainz girl they don't need a hard launch, it's so obvious with everything they do 💀

versainz155 carlos casually hanging out with lando and his little family is what I'm living for <3

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charles_leclerc replied to your story

charles_leclerc

Where's zoë?

y/nusername

with millie

charles_leclerc

What hotel are you staying in?

y/nusername

we rented a place, zoë is not stuck in a hotel room if that's what you're hinting at, she's able to crawl and walk around all she want.

charles_leclerc

You go on a lot of dates with lando and leave zoë with someone else

y/nusername

you're joking, right?

you're becoming a real asshole, Charles

get a grip

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y/nusername quando in Italia 🧀 🍝 (when in italy)

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norry4 not the bucket hat, my girl has been hanging around with lando to much 😩

milliexoxo I told y'all my mom speaks Italian

↳ charlesgirlies your 'mom' speaks Italian because her baby daddy is half italian

oscarpastry charles is not half Italian 💀

charlesgirlies girl, he is in spirit lmao

bobnorriz lando and zoë content y'all 🥰

norstappen not really sure if I like the fact zoë is walking but okay..rude :(

el645 when are you going to admit you cheated on charles?

↳ hamilt44n oh god the stalker made its way to insta 💀

yukisan when is charles going to admit he cheated on y/n?

el645 aren't yall curious why they broke up?

charlescharles dude we don't need to know why they broke up? 🤡

landonorris been cooking with my best friend 💜

↳ hamiltonh SHUT UP 😭😭 😭

milliexoxo close to turning a year and still a better cook than you

bott_ass girl you're never going to get along with your stepdad if you keep bullying him like this

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y/nusername

📍 Nice, France

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y/nusername a year ago the tiniest little girl changed my life for the better, happy 1st birthday to our silly little bear ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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bott_ass happy birthday zoë!

maxfewtrell happy 1st birthday to my best friend ❤️

riabish happy birthday pretty girl! 💜💜

logansargeant happy 1st birthday zoë!

↳ hamilt44n I love this, I hope y/n adopted Logan 🥺

milliexoxo my silly little girlfriend, hope you have the happiest of birthdays! <3

carlossainz55 happy birthday to the funniest girl ❤️

norrizz this girlie is so loved 😭 happy b-day little princess! 😍

el645 funny for someone who didn't want a kid in the first place

↳ chilisainz Noelle get your ass out of here

norry4 man's must be blind, this woman LOVES her daughter

lando happy birthday to our little bear 🐻

↳ y/nusername ❤️❤️

landonorris ❤️❤️

yukisan everyday I come on this app and cry :(

charles16 Monaco gp week? Nah, it's been Zoë her week ❤️

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y/nusername the bestest company. <3

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yukisan Logan had been officially adopted 😭

↳ grussell63 and Liam & his girlfriend?! 😭

lewisham Liam and y/n gave little brother big sister vibes back when Liam took dr3 his seat for a while, I'm not surprised!

norrizz I don't think y'all realize y/n started socialising way more after she left charles, I wonder with who she's hanging out with 👀

landoscar lando and oscar content thank you queen!!!!

norry4 mom and dad with their kids <3

chilisainz wonder where the die hard y/ncharles shippers are right now..

↳ yukisan probably still skipping around in delululand

mcnorris lads, she's still dating charles, lando and y/n are just friends...duh 🤪

yukisan if that's what it's like to have lando as just a friend, can I have him as a friend as well 😭

lawsonbaby LIAM?! CANT WAIT TO SEE THE VLOG

carlando they're insta official 🥺

maxfewtrell cute but where am I?

↳ milliexoxo this post is meant for the cute people..

landonorris and yet you're in it..

milliexoxo 😲

y/nusername contrary to popular beliefs, I'm actually nice and didn't want to turn you into another meme

maxfewtrell I appreciate that, thanks mate ❤️

nortrell MATE?! Best buds these two 😭

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Desire taglist; @fangirl-dot-cm @sainzluvrr @writingworlds @chezmardybum @lewisvinga @xjval @fanficweasley @rockyhayzkid @aundercover @thecubanator2 @minchedchilli @crimeshowjunkie @alisoncasey21 @eeviepepi08 @shamelesspotatos @sleepybrokenmelle @leireggsworld @janeholt3 @iamahalicinationn @dessxoxsworld @kapsylia @22yuki @dark-night-sky-99 @sheslikeacurse @nerdreader

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[pasdasin]

Wicked Game

wolverine x vampire!reader

an: omgg I am so happy yall like this! thank you for almost 100 notes!! If you want to be added to my tag list pls comment and ill do my best!! Remember Logan beefs with Alex Summers not Scott bc Scott is my son (dofp casting)

ch 2

warnings: mentions of blood, needles, generic doctor stuff, cussing i think, angst, poor reader :(

previous -- next

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The next day you were sitting the in teachers break room, listening to Hank and Charles debate on what to do for the annual end of year movie night. Both options sounded boring, a basic slasher and some movie about a train. You turned to your right to look at your other close friend, Storm. 

“I heard Scott learned Dracula was about you” She hummed, bored of the debate as well. “I was wondering if you finally would tell your version of events?” You turned to look at her and pierced your lips. Thinking about the choice before you. It would be nice to get to talk about it, but at the same time you didn’t see it as fair to only do it since you brought it up to tease the boy. 

“I’m not su-” “She’ll do it” You turned harshly to the voice behind you and not surprisingly it was Logan. 

“Are you serious?” You pushed his arm away as his tried to lower it down on your shoulder. 

“What are you not proud to be a vampire?” 

“I am not a vampire” You grumbled looking back to Storm, who was also starting to get over this conversation. “Yeah sure whatever” She smiled and squeezed your arm as a thank you before leaving the two of you alone. 

Logan looked down at you and smiled. “I ate some broccoli today.”

“Wow. I’m impressed it wasn’t also soaked in scotch”

“Well I didn’t say that” You giggled at his response. You decided to get more comfortable under his arm, sinking into his side. Turning your attention back to Charles and Hank who finally agreed to a movie. The Breakfast Club. As they reached the decision, Alex Summers entered the room. 

Alex Summers was everything he was supposed to be. Kind, tall, handsome. The school girl crush of almost every girl that attended the school. He was calm, he was smart, he was caring, and he hated it. 

“Oh hey y/n.” He always wanted to be with you. You felt Logan tense up against you, his face contorting into an annoyed expression.

“Watch it bub” Logan said, staring at him intensely. You instinctively scratched his back to help him relax.

“Hi Alex! You need to stop by my office later for your check up.” You reminded him cheerfully. Alex thanked you for the reminder, promising to see you before Logan pulled you up with him and out of the lounge. In fact he managed to somehow pull you along out of that section of the mansion before he finally let go of you. 

“Dude what is your problem”

“I don’t like him”

“Yeah no shit.” You remarked, causing him to look down at you and raise an eyebrow. 

“I also don’t like when your sassy.” He poked your forehead with his finger, causing your face to scrunch up. “Besides your giving a presentation about your life, you need to make good on that promise” 

“I didn’t know you cared so much”

“I don’t” Oh. There it was. The fatal rejection that you have experienced from him over and over again. You looked down at the floor, muttering something about finding Storm and hurriedly walked away. He had hurt you for centuries. Your mind, body, and soul yearned for him and yet his own chased another. He had to know at this point. He just wanted to tease you until you couldn’t take it. Unfortunately for you, you had always shown him tolerance. 

Your walk was cut short as you bumped into Storm, who informed you that you were gonna “spill the beans” the next day, leaving you to walk back to your office and get ready for Alex to get his check up. 

As you prepped the trays you needed for his appointment, the all too familiar voice of Alex filled the room.

“Hello doctor,” He said in a flirty tone, cheering you up slightly. 

“Hi Alex, sit down here” You patted the bench and started the procedure. It was just a normal check up. He talked to you about his brother and his upcoming mission. Saying how he will miss his hot doctor when he left for Europe. 

It made you chuckle as you placed the stethoscope on his inner elbow, focusing once again on the sound and patterns of his blood. He watched you intently as you nodded your head along as if some kind of melody was playing and he was producing it. Your eyes were closed and your eyebrows furrowed together before you relaxed and smiled up at him.

“You're all good. Beautiful blood” He thank you before placing a blow pop he kept in his pocket in his mouth and walked out of your office. As the door shut, you started to clean and pack away your personal belongings. Putting the last needle into the biohazard box, you moved to turn off the lights when Charles wheeled into your office.

“Hello y/n. I need to ask you a favor”

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hey👋 😊🤗

where’s wedding bells pt.2 😠😾🔫

Wedding Bells (Part Two)

Stewy H. x Reader, Roman R. x Reader (complicated), Kendall R x Reader (minor, minor as in what Baby was when she was groomed by him) here yall go damn!! (jk it's been long overdue after my failures I love u guys)

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PART ONE (OUT OF FIVE), AUTHOR MASTERLIST After assuring Roman that Stewy being your date was nothing but a platonic necessity for Shiv's wedding, the start of the night has decided on proving you wrong. It's much to your dismay...maybe not so much Stewy's (for the most part), but most certainly Kendall's. Knowing the aspects of the "DogandBone!AU" do help add content to both parts of this story, but you do not need to read anything prior to understand it. If you would like to, you can go onto my masterlist linked and browse through the masterlists/content of my succession characters. All are content for DAB!AU. Or you can simply search up the tag. (Stewy's POV next!)

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The ceremony was beautiful, vows mandated. Knowing Tom as your technical boss, you're sure he wanted to say something from the heart. Knowing Shiv...Shiv, Shiv, your only girl friend Shiv...you know she wouldn't have that.

Roman took to looking bored next to Tabitha. You caught him making quips to her and you hate to wonder what he was saying, if he'd tell you the same things if you were his date.

Or maybe there's just some different with you that you wouldn't get the default comments out of Roman. Something just for you.

Maybe that's true for the past, before Tabitha and the now. You hate to think that, you think to not be over it already - you were asking Roman the what ifs of finding someone for you and you've got nothing to show for being ready to find that someone. That not-Roman.

Almost. Not really. No, you won't say you do have something to show for you. That something being taking looks at Stewy in the aisles.

Feeling your heart skip when he caught you taking those looks.

You were to not figure what the fuck Stewy was thinking at your stares when you were supposed to be gooey-goo over the new marriage of your friend. You were and are to not think about the way he met your eyes. You were to not notice the way Roman's head quickly, curtly snapped to follow where you were looking.

And now it's time for pictures!

"Has new, tanner dick brought you cause to lie to me?"

Roman kicks the grass, cut and too green underneath the both of you. What he's wearing isn't much different than his suits day to day at Waystar, but he looks nice. You don't know how to feel about how you don't feel the warm roll throughout your body at the sight of him handsome. Like he's not your boyfriend anymore.

He never was, he wasn't ever anything but the only person you've ever been in love with. Felt your loins on fire for, if you want to be gross about it.

You tilt your head.

"What?"

They're flashing pictures of just the bride and groom and it leaves Roman to whine to you on the sidelines. Stewy...in fact him and Kendall are nowhere to be found. You just know it's got something to do with whatever will ruin this family again. It'll be by tonight and forgiven in two weeks. At least the way you've grown into Roman over the years isn't something of a complete waste, you get understand the family you're working for for the rest of fucking time. Life.

Frank waves to you, you wave back.

"Ow! What the fuck?"

Roman's slapped your hand down mid-wave.

"You told me you just needed a date and you were too stupid to go with the obvious three-way Tabitha and I offered. Okay. I accepted that like I wasn't being fucked, but then you're fucking Stewy with your eyes, opening legs with your irises at my sister's wedding. Bridesmaid gangbang."

"...Are the bridesmaids gangbanging Stewy?"

Roman's brows are perpetually down, nose flared. You've shat on the grass, basically. The joke's bombed.

"You. Stewy...and his of color cock and his smarmy eyes. You think you can find out the number to his shaft shade by now? With all the times you've-"

Your eyes dart to where his fist opens and closes, then to where his neck rolls and head jolts. It's like a visual cough.

"Jesus Christ, you know what? Let me just not quip bullshit, I can be serious. I think I deserve that, maybe?" He sniffs.

And there it is...or there it isn't. No automatic, instinctual rush to comfort Roman and hold him or punish his insecurities with teases or insults punchier than his. Nothing.

Because you see Stewy coming up behind him.

You've always noticed he holds himself well, ever since you were younger. But now...no.

But then, you look into Roman's eyes, brown - facing rejection or no-care he's always so sure of. You sigh.

There it is. The rush.

Roman leans into your palm on his bicep.

"I'm going to ask if you've been keeping track of how many times you've ridden him. Or he's ridden you. You've taken to American Paint Horses."

"...When the fuck did you know pony breeds?"

"When you started fucking the brown kind."

Jesus. Roman.

"Roman! Fucking cool it. You're being...like, racist. Cartoonishly racist over something that you've made up in your head."

"It's not racist. Stewy's brown. Shocker. You went from me, not brown, to him. That's a fact. I didn't press negatives onto the color of his cock or our cultural differences in...fetishes."

Roman blinks, he turns to Stewy smiling at you before he's talking to Kendall.

"And did I make it up? Really."

You blink. You sigh.

It just slips out.

"You went from me to Tabitha. Should I whine?"

The words already leave a bad taste in your mouth once they leave it. They're not even particularly jealous-sounding, it's more of a casual tease to bite Roman and his hypocrisy. Still, it reeks on your tongue - it's a gag of admittance and by Roman's smug fucking face, you know he knows it too.

It's a slow growing smugness, too. First it's comprehension of what you said in the first place, then it's realization - life breathed onto his face.

Complete satisfaction.

....She still likes me. Wants me. Fuck it, knew it. Her vagina cares enough to be jealous. Knew it, knew it. Knew it. Thank God, I thought I was fucking done for and ready to be shot out back.

"I'm joking, but it's also a genuine question...because you're doing that over something you're making up in your head, Rom."

Roman puts his hands on his hips, lips pursing out.

"I just question the stares, you baby. That's all I'm doing. It's fair, they were like - fucky eyes."

No.

You don't know what they were.

"No. They weren't. And I-"

"Okay, now the family together!"

You turn to the photographer, Roman doesn't.

"I don't think you get to think over who I stare at, may-"

"Fuck you. Of course I do. I don't deny you from commenting on Tab's love for me as a result of pussy envy. I don't. I won't...and we..."

Roman turns to his family gathering, Shiv's blinking quick at him. It's like she's cursing at him to hurry the fuck up. He turns back.

"We can talk about it. Past the bullshit."

...Really?

"Really?"

The word on your tongue is more sarcastic than it is in your head. And there, in the pause...it's like Roman's pulling back from the openness of himself. Taking what he's put out away.

"Me and Tabitha and you...sure."

"...Mm. Shiv's waiting for you."

"Like, do I have to stop playing bits here and be fun for you to actually still have fun with me-"

"Roman, hurry the fuck up, dude! Seriously."

"Cool it! I don't care that it's your wedding, Shivy Ginge. I'll set fire to your minge."

He taps into his British roots there before he's off. Not before he kisses your knuckles, though.

"I just fucking miss you, weirdo. I want conversations. I just...I don't like...do things in spite - not towards you, even though you're being fucking weird. I don't make wounds and shove my dick into them as a gotcha."

It's said as he moves off. They take photos - the Roys...your Roys. You smile at Kendall when he smiles at you. Your thumb rubs your knuckle, you won't think about his kiss.

"Tabitha, just get it here."

But you don't think anything at all when they let Tabitha into the frame. It's easy for her. Rightfully so, but it's on your skin on a knife and you don't feel that's right.

But you don't feel it go away.

It hits you like the first time you cried as a child. It's a childish hurt and you can't make it go away as you watch the camera flash and Roys and Tabitha smile, as they bring Rava into the picture taking. Rightfully so.

It's a nail in the coffin, the confirmation what Roman has with Tabitha is real.

Your love, it still here thumping at your heart, is not.

Why are you about to cry?

"Hey, you."

You turn to the dark-haired, clean bearded man at your side. His knowing but soft voice.

"Hey, Stewy."

"What's with the glossy eyes?"

The burning is against the sudden, unwanted warmth you feel. You don't want to feel warmth at how Stewy's so close to you. You've been close to him before and nothing - nothing like what you feel with Roman.

But here, everything with what you feel with Roman. Maybe something new, something giddy that differs because Stewy isn't Roman, he's Stewy. He exists differently.

And now Roman exists away from you.

"Weddings, you know?"

Stewy smiles thin, brown eyes light.

"...Yeah. No. But even if it was yeah...I don't think it'd be Mr. and Mrs. Wambsgans getting me leaky. How's your legs from your formal-attire workout."

"...Upright planking?"

"Exactly."

You are sore. "It was a workout. At least I didn't have to listen to DIY vows. That would've been the real challenge."

Stewy leans you. You try not to breathe, you don't know why.

"I don't know, I think it'd be fun to see a Roy attempt romantics in public. Do you remember Ken's wedding with Rava?"

Yes. You won't be mean in your thoughts, genuinely.

"Yeah. The singing during the dinner was cute, I'm glad he chose to put that stunt there instead of the altar."

Stewy puts his hands in his pockets.

"Isn't that fucking right." His voice is warm, almost teasing - well...always teasing, even if the conversation is genuine. You know him well enough to know he's not fucking with you, laughing at you in the bore of small talk. It's just how he talks.

You also know him well enough to know his cologne is wearing off.

"You're not going to join the happy family photoshoot?"

"No. Have no reason to."

You and him haven't been facing each other in your talk, eyes to the Roy family with Tabitha and Rava as the reception beings to bustle inside.

You wonder if Stewy feels the tension too. If you're crazy - if you're childish for thinking he does or if you're both for feeling it yourself in the first place.

"That's a same, you're basically a fifth child. Which makes whatever you had with Roman incested. Which makes it less hot. I know, I'm weird, not...illegally weird, though. For the most part...so, the honorary incest is not hot, now that I think of it."

Stewy takes his hand out of his pocket. You see it out of the corner of your eye and you feel his touch on your back a couple seconds after.

You don't see how he pauses, you couldn't know how he thinks about how this touch is going to feel on his skin.

What the fuck happened, man? What happened that now things are...fucking coiling inside him. Like he's a boy - or no. Gross, cartoonish to describe it like...now it's just different with you. What fucking happened?"

Stewy smiles.

"You're perfume is disappearing on us. I don't want to be sniffing up on your sweat follicles while we're dancing, princess."

You shiver.

Why the fuck are you on fire in the best way possible?

"What a bore, right? Let's get inside."

Shiv fixes the waist of her dress.

"Yeah, honey. Photos are a bore, but important for our memoralization of our love...tonight, right? And I think we're supposed to let everyone go in first before we come crashing as bride and groom."

Photos are done. Everyone separates and even in the fire, you look to see if Roman's watching the flames. And....

Of course he is. But then you realize that you didn't tell Kendall that Stewy's your date. You didn't think you had to, but his eyes catching to where his best friend holds you is where you remember that yeah, Stewy's his best friend. The only reason why you know Stewy is because he's Kendall's best friend that he introduced when you were 14. You'll give him more leeway than you give to Roman. Even though it's still a date you needed, it must be weird for Kendall to see without context.

"I think you looked very beautiful up there."

You turn to Stewy, heart beating quick. Too quick for you to judge yourself for it.

"For Shiv's sake, I won't say you outdid her but...you were the closest bridesmaid to doing the out."

You smile to break away from that tension - between him and between how Kendall's hand drops from Rava's waist, how his eyes blink low from afar.

"You were examining all of us up there to figure that out?"

It's a joke you think warrants another smarmy-charming reply.

But all Stewy does is just hold his head up with something....serious along his face. Nothing under a tease, just eyes not blinking before he looks to the grass.

"No."

You can't stop your smile from falling before the photographer comes up to the both of you.

"Hey, you two want a photo? Cute couple."

"Oh, we're jus-"

"Sure. Have at us."

Stewy says it as charming as he says everything before he pulls you close by the waist.

"Oh, I can smell you better now. Smile, princess."

You do with every roll of fire on your skin. Your stomach turns over.

Maybe it's not childish...it's just new, it's just how you feel. What you hate is that you do, that it's Stewy. You have a right to new people, a new person to feel like this for...but not Stewy.

But it is, for some strange, new reason.

The camera shutters on you and him.

"Can I kiss you? It'll be modest. Cheeky."

It doesn't take you more than two seconds for it to slip out.

"...Sure. Yeah."

"Alright, yeah."

Stewy says it quietly before he kisses your cheek.

Oh, God.

The camera shutter, you might be...shuddering. You smile anyway. The photographer smiles too.

"Alright, make sure to catch the bouquet!"

They walk off and Stewy doesn't let go of you. You realize that he was holding it before the photographer came up for photos.

...Just breathe, just breathe.

And you do, Stewy's face doesn't stop you from breathing, you're able to breathe into it. Because of it - suddenly.

With his smile, with his smile.

...Maybe you'll indulge, maybe you have been indulging.

"I-"

You were going to, just before there's the sound of immense gagging. Vomiting.

"Fuck!"

"Rome?"

"Roman? What the fuck?"

Stewy turns to the commotion, brows rising up.

"Oh...oh. Fuck. That's disgusting."

It's Roman puking chunks onto the grass. Tabitha stands over him, complete ohs and rightful confusion on now knowing what to do. His father, Logan just looks completely disappointed.

Roman's hunches over. He's holding his head in what you know to be complete pain.

What the fuck?

"Roman?"

Of course, he doesn't answer you. You go to go up to him, but there's a hand on yours.

"I think we can go inside. Roman's vomit breath will meet us there, it looks like he's got enough people to check on him and his insides."

"I don't th-"

Even after everything, or because of everything, you still try and go to Roman. But Tabitha's hands rubbing his back stop you.

It takes the breath out of you.

Yeah, it's just...he'll meet you inside. Roman's got comfort, he decided it wouldn't be you and that'll stop hurting.

Roman will stop hurting a lot easier than you, you're sure. It'll be okay, you've got the rest of your life to take his insults of tonight.

"Okay, yeah. Let's go."

You hear the last of the gags as you and Stewy head inside to the start of the reception.

"I think they got my favorite desert, actually. I don't know how. If I'm feeling sultry and you're feeling consensual, I'll fork it into your mouth for you to try."

"...Sounds sultry. Okay"

You neither lean or move away from his hand on the small of your back. You let him pick something out of your hair.

"Roman, what the fuck? You okay, bro?"

"That was...you okay, son?"

You won't catch how Roman can't catch his breath. He can't recover. He can't come up from his knees. He actually lowers.

Tabitha's hands feels like bees, unfuckingfortunately. Roman crawls away and jolts at her palm finding him again.

"Stop! Just- it's fine. Stop. Sorry, sorry, Tab's. Dad, I'm good. I'm-"

He hacks. He can't breathe.

He knows why he can't breathe, but where are you? Where are the hands that actually feel like life digging back into his lungs?

Roman looks up.

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

Where are you?

"Roma-"

Whoever's talking to him gets interrupted by more vomiting. He's choking on it.

"Oh fucking Christ. I'm going, I'm going inside, Pinky. Someone get him water. Absolutely disgusting."

He would say he doesn't know what he did, but he does. He just doesn't...but he's sorry.

Where did you go? Why don't you come back?

"Roman, baby-"

"Don't fuckin-I said! I said stop. Sorry, you'll touch me later. I'm sorry."

He really fucking is, but someone else will be. If Roman sees Stewy in there...the bullet in Roman's head will be his to blame. That'll make him feel better.

Roman wipes his mouth, his eyes. He sniffles.

"Are you cry-"

"No! Tabitha, stop! Shiv - go get banged, it's your wedding day."

He can feel eyes. So, he's right. Staring does mean things.

"Fuck off!"

[rookiesbookies]

Alex Keller horny head cannon

Alex Keller headcannons for my lovely mutual?

Of course @shotmrmiller <3

Alex is the type of man to get you in bed, get frustrated with his fake leg, and suddenly throw it when you’re making out.

“Sorry, sweet cheeks, I had to get rid of that thing.”

Before going back to making out with you.

So I’ll answer the questions I did for the others

He’s cut. The scar from where he was cut makes a ridge. The top third of his dick is nice and pink. His dick has a pretty uniform thickness but the tip is a nice large mushroom tip.

Oh the pop it makes coming out of your sloppy wet cunt after you’ve ridden him into a frenzy with your new little bench with elastic to help you bounce easier, so out of it his balls are red and his tip angry. His mouth is a drooling, babbling mess just like his dick. He groans as the cold air hits it.

His back flat against pillows, the energy to sit up long gone.

There’s only one piercing I see him with and he probably got his ears pierced. He considers a tongue or eyebrow piercing every time he’s piss drunk but always gets talked out of it. Got in the piercing chair for a frenum piercing once but as they cleaned it he sobered up, pull his pants up, and made a B lines back to where you two were staying.

Farah called him a chicken.

Also play with his hair, mess up his staple fluff and make it messy. Make him beg. Use him, he craves to be given orders and used. All he does is give orders, give him some. Use him like a toy. Your pleasure is his, your existence brings him pleasure. Just PLEASE use him, he’ll beg for it.

He loves when you’re in control, he doesn’t have to think, he just follows your lead and it makes him feel so good because you always know just want to do. He loves you when you domestically boss him around.

What does he loves more, you may ask? He loves when you trace the tattoos on his arms. When he feels you trace the tattoo on his collarbone it makes him shiver. Its simple, just the same information as his dog tags, but under it has the words “if lost please return to:” with your name and information. He got it one night drinking with his team, it was stupid but he loves being possessed and claimed. Belonging to something and someone. Sometimes more than just finding a purpose.

Hope you love it my lovely mutual.

Masterlist is pinned on profile as always, don’t forget to leave me a comment or a request in my inbox to let me know what yall want to see!

[shewrites02]

The Green Dress | Zoro x Reader |

The Stoic Swordsman & His favorite crew mate

Zoro x Crewmate!Reader

Tags: Zoro x Reader, Fluff , Fluff , Fluff

A/N: This is my very first One Piece fic so who else , but the swordsman would be worthy? I have inclinations to write a smutty part 2 (although I've never written smut anywhere on my blog, there are first for everything ! ) if that is something yall would enjoy pleaseee let me know.

Request : Open

Word Count : 2.5k

Leave a comment if you enjoy ! :)

You had not thought you were asking for too much coming into town looking for a nice dress to wear for your one year anniversary with Zoro . No , the two of you weren't wedded yet , but that surely didn't stop you from wanting to celebrate as if it were so.

You had finally found the perfect dress ! It was Zoro's favorite shade of green and despite him only giving you a once over when you came out the dressing room to show him , you knew he would be dying to rip it off you well before the night ended. The subtle smirk he was fighting so hard for you not to see caught your glance when passing the mirror to head back to your dressing room .

Everything was going to be perfect. At least you were optimistic until you reached the cashier. The dress ringing up 3x what was advertised making it officially out of your budget.

"But it was in the wrong section, can't you make an exception just this once ?" You plead . The cashier remained unmoved .

You debated stealing the dress . You already had a million dollar bounty , what was another theft charge on top of that ? But the thought was quickly dismissed when you remembered how much Nami stressed being discreet . A mission Luffy and Zoro would no doubt fail at eventually although , you didn't have to aid in their fall .

"Fine." You mumbled. You mangled the dress between your two fist until it was wound into a tight ball and threw it to your left . The fabric zipping past Zoro to land limp at his feet . " I need a drink " were your last words before exiting the establishment.

You pushed the double doors of the tavern open forcefully , both doors slamming against the walls behind them . The loud bang from the collision drew the attention of the few patrons that did sit inside. But their glances were quickly dissipated once the stoic expression of the swordsman became visible.

"Can I get two bottles of Sake please ?" You asked the young bartender.

Zoro stood to the right of you his torso facing you as you sat forward in the bar stool . You watched as the bartender uncapped the two bottles and slid them down the bar to the two of you .

"I'm just so disappointed Zo ... " you whined shallow tears brimming in your eyes . You leaned your head against his chest the contact instantly warming your cheeks.

"We'll find you another dress ." He huffed .

You could tell he didn't quite understand the gravity of the situation. Zoro couldn't really understand how that dress would be any different from the others you tried on and could've purchased on the island . Opposed to lecturing you on the fact he allowed you to sink into him as he lightly pet the top of your head allowing you to lament.

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You walked the deck of the sunny surveying the spread Sanji had prepared for your date with "that asshole" as he so affectionately called him . A couple white candles and a singular red rose in a crystal vase adorned the center of the black clothed table for two. It was a steak dinner with wine. Sanji had even made appetizers and desserts to accompany the meal , pulling out the whole nine yards for the special occasion .

"Thank you so much Sanji ! It's gorgeous. " you exclaimed throwing your arms around his shoulders.

"I did this for you , not that stupid moss head ! " he reiterated for the umpteenth time .

You dismissed his statement with a chuckle . He could say what he wants , but when the swordsman enlisted his help in asking you to be his girlfriend the cook was a disgruntled accomplice then too . It was starting to seem as if the cook's disdain for the moss head wasn't as harsh as he'd thought.

When the sun set on the water, rays of orange and red dancing along the shore , you knew your time to get dressed was dwindling. The final touches of your hair and makeup were done and all that was left was to actually get out of the towel and slip on something a little more elegant.

Once you walked into your quarters from the washroom you immediately noticed the unfamiliar box lying on your bed . The box was a large white rectangle adorned with a big red bow . You inspected it for a name or a note , anything that would help solve the mystery of the boxes sudden appearance. With no success there was nothing left to do but open it.

The gasp that left your lips when your eyes graced the green fabric was involuntarily. The way your heart speed in your chest and breath hitched was also involuntary, but such a dress deserved every bit of reaction.

"My dress ! "

The very one you had balled up and thrown to the side at the shop , and now you grazed your fingers on the silky fabric and gold adornments. Your head swiveled around to survey the area in hopes the anonymous gifter would announce their presence, but no one came forth . You let out a silent thanks before shimming the dress on . Perfect. Just like in the shop .

The cool brisk air hit your cheeks first when you open the door and step out onto the deck . Despite the breeze the night was still as beautiful as ever . Stars twinkled in the clear dark sky , the moon shining bolder and brighter.

The deck was void of your other crew mates, the others opting to spend their time in their quarters. A not so friendly suggestion from Zoro . You wanted to buy alcohol and snacks as a way of persuading the crew into allowing the two of you privacy for the night .  Zoro grumbled something about it being too much work before announcing the deck would be off limits.

As no surprise to you the boys immediately began to complain. Usopp spoke of how he already promised to show chopper how his new invention worked ; Sanji of how he was on watch for the night and didn't want to watch the green haired pirate take advantage of such a pretty lady , and lastly Franky of the sunny needing maintenance and a list of reasons why it had to be done now.

Luffy was too busy stuffing his face with the fish sandwiches Sanji had fried up for lunch to engage in the conversation . Honestly he thought the commotion the perfect opportunity to steal portions from his crew mates plates . 

"Luffy!" Zoro called sternly drawing his attention to the conversation.

When Luffy's eyes met Zoro's there was a brief pause before Luffy gave him a knowing nod . Luffy swallowed the stolen bite he had taken from usopp's sandwich before speaking.

"The deck is off limits tonight." Luffy echoed his first mate.

The others grumbled some , but no one continued their protests . The captain's orders were absolute.  A small smug smirk graced Zoro's lips as he glanced around the table at the others before planting a small kiss to your temple. When usopp finally realized Luffy had been eating both their portions chaos ensued inevitably putting an end to the previous discussion.

When your boyfriend finally laid his eye on you the edge of his lips upturned to a sly smirk . You watched as his eye roamed from your face down to your toes and back up . The way Zoro stared at you so hungrily, the way a lion stares at a gazelle before pouncing, intimidated you slightly. You forgot how all consuming Zoro's presence could be when it was just the two of you.

"You got my gift ." He states snaking an arm around your waist and drawing you in the moment you come within arms length of him .

The way your eyes light up at his proclamation satisfied Zoro in indescribable ways , but it was the adoration and love in your eyes when you looked up at him that really did his heart in. That made is breath hitch at the feel of your fingers draping the side of his face . That had him hanging onto every syllable that fell from your mouth .

Your body moved on its own before you could catch yourself . Your free hand tangled into the loosely fitting black button up Zoro had on and you stood on your tippie toes . The hand you had placed on Zoro's cheek slid to the back of his neck drawing him down into your lips.

"Thank you Zoro , I love it . " you whisper the words as if they're sacred ; only for the two of you to hear .

"Kiss me one more time and we can call it even ." The ex bounty hunter suggested in an exasperated breath , his voice also a whisper .

Who were you to deny such a man ? You hesitated none before crashing your lips back into his. Zoro's hands slid down your waist to rest firmly on your ass . He would squeeze your cheeks occasionally loving the desperate sounds it drew from you .

"Zo ... h- how did you do this ?"

The swordsman drew away from you wiping the excess spit from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand . His previous devilish smirk had blown into a full blown smile .

Zoro drew out your chair , silently asking you to take a seat before he spoke . You were all too happy to oblige, popping the cork off the fresh wine bottle before he had even made it to his seat . The way he was letting your question linger in the air has you suspicious of what he'll say next .

"I paid Nami half the price to steal the dress ... " he confessed.

"Zoro!"

A loud laugh burst from your lips making you spill the wine you were trying to pour in Zoro's cup onto your hand holding his glass. You finish pouring the drink then sit it down In front of him . You notice how Zoro's eye follow you when you bring your hand to your mouth licking up the excess alcohol before using the cloth napkin to wipe it away .

"It seemed to mean a lot to you ."  The words fell from his lips in a clumsy whisper. As if they had accidentally slipped out.

Zoro's eye quickly adverted from your graze and he turned his head to look at the open water .

"It just- I wanted you to have the dress if you were gonna to be such a crybaby about it the whole night . "

You reached your hand across the table to lace your fingers in his . Almost instinctively his thumb grazed the back of your hand reassuringly.

"I really do love it Zoro , thank you . It was the perfect gift . " you bring his hands to your lips to kiss his knuckles. "Plus it's your favorite color."

He chuckled his eye returning back to you while his shoulders finally relaxed into his chair .

" You do that for me ? " He smirked.

"I wanted you to like it ... " you confessed now being the one to advert your gaze . Feeling the warmth of his stare crawl over your skin . His hand squeezed around yours and your eyes return to him .

"I like it . " He admits a full smile adorned his face showing his teeth and all before he let out a small chuckle. "I really like it . I can't wait to get you out of it."

"Roronoa ! "

A small gasp escaped your lips . You wish you could say you were faking your surprise, feigning innocence for Zoro's sake , but you could not . The way heat spread across your cheeks mouth agape looking for the next words to say made Zoro privy to this .

"C ' mere."

Zoro reached his arm out to grasp the base of the seat of the chair effortlessly sliding you and the chair towards him. He had decided the distance between y'all too great and rectified the situation immediately. Now as you turned to face him your knees brushed lightly against his and he was close enough to drag his palms up and down your thighs as you spoke .

You were sure Zoro wasn't listening to your story . You trailed his eye as it scattered all over your frame . He was drinking in your every breath. The way your fleeting hands touched your face when you swept a strand of hair out your view or anytime you adjusted in your seat inevitably bumping him as a result of your proximity.

"Zoro!" You whined reaching out to wrap your fingers around his forearm. "Listen to me."

"I'm listening." He lied .

Zoro leaned forward to place a placating kiss on your temple. What you thought a sweet gesture was the very last shred of resolve the swordsman had . The moving your chair closer so he could feel you shift in your seat , the fleeting touches he placed on your shoulder and arms as you spoke, and his inability to withdraw the hand rubbing your thigh . It was these little bits of contact that kept him tethered to the present.

"No you're not !" You rebutted.

"You're right I'm not ."

[devourable]

☹ the alt kids

sfw | tags : poly!nb!yans x gn reader (only prn used for reader is ‘you’), obsessive thoughts, slight manipulation, mentions of drinking

listen,,, i know melchior / nb demon yan beat these three in the poll but im itching to write about them. this goes out to my friend who wants to get piped by faust + lolita anon. love yall mmmmwah

also for reference, faust is they/he, delta is they/them, and anton is he/she/they !

please rb to support me 🫶

the alt kids were notorious for seeking out club newbies to play with. it was just something they did.

there was just something so adorable about the way someone totally out of their element dipping their toes into their scene! and the three had made it clear that fresh meat was off limits to anyone but them.

it was a simple cycle — someone new would enter the club, they'd swoop in and show them a good time, take them home at the end of the night if they're lucky, and repeat.

they thought it'd be no different when you came along, but...

oh, how wrong they were.

see, faust could practically feel the inexperience dripping off of you the moment you entered the nightclub.

all on your own, your eyes wide as you took in the flashing lights and loud music, the way you cautiously stepped around the sea of dancing bodies in attempt to find some place you could fit in comfortably? definitely another cute little freshie that'd soon join their ranks.

but faust didn't account for the zip of heat that ran through his body when you and him locked eyes from across the club. he didn't expect the unfamiliar feeling of his heart racing, a feeling only comparable to how he felt when he saw his partners — but why was it so much stronger? and when you offered up a shy little smile and averted your gaze, it damn near knocked him back.

who were you?

they had no clue, but they knew one thing. they needed to leave this club with you at the end of the night.

so faust all but ran to your side, appearing by you before you had even noticed their approach. god, you were even cuter up close... the way you looked up at them made their heart want to leap from their chest!

but they kept their cool. faust introduced themself, commenting on how they noticed you from across the bar and how they couldn't just let a sightly little thing like you venture around all on your own. the club could be so intimidating for newcomers — dangerous, even! but you didn't have a thing to worry about with them by your side.

they loved how demure you were, how you held your heating face when he complimented you, how you tried to wave off their advances but seemed to enjoy it just a bit too much to wave them off. were you intimidated by them? or… did you like them back? they wish they knew!

so you joined them, and accompanied them to the bar.

it was there you met one of their partners — a startlingly tall, reserved goth. you saw him well before you even got to the bar! between the major size difference, her icy gaze, and seemingly disinterested demeanor, it was safe to say you were intimidated. so you were incredibly surprised when faust strutted right up to them, pressed a kiss to his cheek, and waved you over to meet her. and it surprised you even further when they took one of your hands in theirs, pressed a kiss to your knuckles, and introduced themself after studying you silently.

unbeknownst to you and faust, anton was feeling that same intense fire in his chest that faust got when they first looked at you. he couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over your attire as you gave your name in turn.

you were so small compared to him. as was most other people, but… it was strangely endearing when he looked down at you. it’d be so easy to just scoop you up, wouldn’t it? and you wouldn’t be able to do a thing about it. he kept those thoughts to himself, but they flickered across his mind every time you came enough for him to take in the difference in your sizes.

the pair bought you drinks, got you a nice seat and showered you in attention. chatting you up, complimenting you, practically treating you like you were part of their polycule already. though they never mentioned it, faust and anton knew they had the same feelings towards you. the intense desire to just… have you. and not just for the night, either. you were so much more than all of their previous flings.

then delta came along. petite, sly delta who liked to play coy when it came to those they were interested in. they had pretended to be too busy dancing the entire time before joining their partners and you at the bar, but they were watching. and after witnessing how their boyfriends were all over you for so long, they had to join in. what were you doing to them?

they walked up to the three of you, pointedly looked you up and down, and… they understood in an instant. man, you were a looker! and even sweeter than the usual folk the three would usually play around with. they easily invited themself to the conversation, taking a seat right on faust’s lap and stuck up a chat with you as if they had been there the entire time.

they loved how flustered you were, so overwhelmed by all the attention the three were now pouring onto you. and despite your overstimulation, you were trying so hard to talk to them all anyway. you clearly had no clue what to do, poor thing… they had no choice but to take the lead for you!

“wanna dance? ..no? that’s fine~ let’s get another drink!”

“it’s so loud in here. let’s go somewhere quieter, yeah? i wanna hear that pretty voice more clearly.”

“aww, you wanna leave? you can sober up at our place! it’d be dumb if you got a ticket you could’a avoided.”

“you’ll stay the night with us, won’t you, darling? we’d hate for you to leave us so soon.”

[saturngalore]

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[harrystylesfan2686]

Pieces Part 6

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel realizing he has a compilation.

A/N: yall! I've decided! I'm a tiny bit bored of this story. Ok not tiny, a lot bored of this story. I've realized that writing a full series is not for me. I'm much better writing off drabbles or oneshots. I will complete this story though. I don't know when but I will. Then after that I will Never start another series.

Pieces Masterlist

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Yesterday I had went to talk azriel and got out of there after discussing the matter. This morning, I had found a note beside the fireplace, a question, written in Azriel's handwriting, asking to take me on a date today. I was hesitant at first but ultimately said yes. I mean, I did say I'd give him a chance so.

I wore a simple shirt and pants today since I didn't know where we were going, he said he'll be at my library by evening to take me out for dinner. I'm nervous waiting for him as if I'm going to mess up. Working helps in reducing the stress.

I'm on tge counter duty today and as I'm checking out customers with thier books, I see that handsome male again. The one that helped me with my books a few days ago. He's coming up to me with a book in his hands. He smirks when he sees me.

"The girl that drops books?" He points at me and laughs. I jaw drops. "That was one time!" I try to defend myself as if what he thinks matters so much to me. He let's out a laugh and stands in front of me.

He gives me his book and asks me to bill it. When I asked his name, "Sebastian." He answers. It fits him I guess. 'Sebastian' sounds mistrivious. "What's your name?" He leans on the counter table, waiting. "Y/N. Nice. Pretty name for a pretty face." He reads my name tag and comments. I can't stop the blooding ruching to my cheeks. Before i can respond, I feel eyes on me and snap my head towards the direction.

My eyes match with hazal. Standing near the door is Azriel with a bouquet in his hands, that he is gripping very tightly. Wearing a casual shirt and pants and hair tousled from the wind. But that's not what causes a hitch in my breath.

No. It's the deadly, cold look he has in his eyes. The dangerous Spymaster's eyes. Only meant for his greatest enemies because everyone runs off to the other direction just from the expression alone.

I clear my throat and check Sebastian's purchase out. Muttering a good day wish and quicky leave the counter to find Layla. I tell her that I'm taking my leave now and gather my things. I walk to Azriel to see that he's still glaring at Sebastian.

"Hey. Cut it out." I frown and he finally looks at me, apologising under his breath and smiles. "You look beautiful." He gives me the flowers. I mumble a thanks and take out the flowers to put them in a vase near the chairs in sitting area. Many customers come in and read here. Happy to have a sitting area in a book store.

"Let's go then." I say to him and he nods, holding the door open for me to walk out before him. I have to admit, it's nice seeing him care again. Doing the small things he did before that I loved.

I sigh, anticipating how this 'date' will go.

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[thatssonanii]

Chapter Seven

A/N: Comment, Reblog & Share! Updates depend on engagement!💛🌻

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, cursing, violence, excuse any typos

Masterlist

Chapter 6

To celebrate his debut, Bronco organized a night out for Zilla the following night. He figured this was a good time for Trick to make a better impression on Zilla than he had in the PC. With Naio and Jon being in town for his match, they went along with him to celebrate leaving Moriah at the apartment with Trinity, Leata and Nadine. The Patio had been a great choice for their outing by Bronco. The drinks, the atmosphere and the food were putting them all in an even more celebratory mood. When Zilla and his family arrived Bronco met them by the bar, dapping up Jon and Naio.

“Listen before we get over there, I invited Trick and Christian. They wanted to celebrate with us. Cool?”

Zilla nodded slowly. At this point nobody could be any worse than his soon to be mother in law. “That’s cool but who is Christian?”

“My bad,” Bronco laughed, “Christian is Melo. He answer to both.”

After getting his approval, Brinco led them over to the section and the cheering from the other two men began. They both moved in to dap Zilla up then his family.

“Yall know Jon and this one of my brothers, Naio.”

 “Damn yall look alike,” Christian joked as he dapped them both up, “That’s crazy. Congrats on the debut though. That match was crazy, man.”

“Facts. They did right putting you as the main event.” Trick praised. “Shut that show down. Ain’t leave shit for nobody else.”

Zilla shrugged bashfully, not ready to take the compliments. Noticing, Jon roughly grabbed his shoulders and shook him playfully.

“We here to celebrate so we need to get this man a drink! I’m the DD so Zilla enjoy yourself. I’ll make sure yall straight.”

While they were starting their night the right way, Nadine was making sure the opposite was happening at the apartment. Since the men left, she attempted to get to know Trinity and see what her daughter had been up to.

“So you are married to who again? Nadine asked.

“Jon, Zilla’s cousin. The one that was just here not too long ago.” Trinity answered, trying not to roll her eyes.

Nadine hummed. “And you wrestle too, right? The lil neon girl.”

“Glow, Mama. Glow,” Moriah corrected quickly. 

“Glow, neon, same thing.” Nadine chuckled. “I guess Moriah could be doin worse things. At least she’s only dating one.”

Trinity frowned. “What’s wrong with being a wrestler?”

“Nothing, sweetie. It’s just not for my baby. She’s too cute to be thrown around and hurting herself like that,” Nadine explained while playing with Moriah’s hair. “But I guess better Isayah than her.”

Leata stood from her spot on the sofa, she beckoned for Moriah to follow her then walked to the kitchen.

“I know, I know,” she spoke softly.

“This is my fault,” Leata tsked, “I should’ve left her ass in Texas. I’m trying to be nice here but she’s pushing it, Moriah.”

“I know, I’m gonna say something. She’s been on one since yall got here.”

“She has and you need to put your foot down for the sake of yourself and your relationship.”

Back at the club, Zilla volunteered to order more drinks and shots for them at the bar, Trick tagged along with him. They leaned against the bar waiting for one of the bartenders to make their way down to them for their order.

“I ain’t mean no harm with what I said to you before,” Trick explained, leaning in so Zilla could hear him to which he nodded. “I just was tryna help you not make the same mistake I did when I first got there.”

“What mistake?”

“The mistake of not knowing how good I am and just letting everybody else decide how good I am instead of letting it be known.”

Zilla chuckled, glancing over at him. “I hear you. I appreciate that but that definitely ain’t what it sounded like you was sayin’.”

Trick laughed a bit, “I thought about it afterwards and realized that I prolly sounded crazy as hell. I gotta work on my approach but I meant well, forreal, big dog. So we good?”

Zilla accepted his hand slap and they briefly hugged. “Yeah we straight, man. That delivery was trash though.”

“I know, I know. But remember what I said now. We was backstage while you was out there doin ya thing so we heard just about everything. Them people know what’s up even if they don’t act like it, keep ya foot on they neck.”

The bartender came to get their order then walked away to put it in and make their shots. As push jolted Zilla, had Trick not been beside him, he would have hit the floor. Remembering where he was, he tried not to get worked up about it as he turned to see who it was and if they were going to at least apologize. He locked eyes with a man a couple of inches shorter than him. The man stared at him but didn’t offer any words.

“Yo, you good?” Zilla asked, glaring at him.

Trick looked around Zilla in enough time to see the man size both of them up. “My man, you straight?”

The man scuffed then walked off, roughly bumping Zilla’s shoulder that affected the man more than it did Zilla. Placing his hands on Zilla’s shoulders, Trick shook his head and turned him back around to the bar.

“Don’t even worry about it. That man prolly drunk off his ass and don’t realize what mistake he just made.”

Zilla shook his head, turning to see where the man looked and sucked his teeth. “For his sake he better be.”

After getting into Trinity’s business as much as she could, Nadine  made it her business to get into Moriah’s business which included a bit of snooping. 

Moriah had just come in from running down to their car to grab her charger and realized her mother was no longer sitting in the living room area with Leata and Trinity. She rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Where is she?”

“I’ll let you guess,” Leata chuckled, looking towards the bedroom.

Again, Moriah groaned.

Trinity laughed. “I tried to stop her and she told me that I should mind my business. I decided to let you handle it because if I do.”

“I’m sorry about her, Trin,” she said shaking her head, “I swear she thinks she runs everything. I should’ve just came to the hotel instead of offering the apartment while they’re out.”

“You’re stalling,” Trinity pointed out.

“I’m not. I was just venting,” she pouted.

Leata pointed towards the bedroom, “Alu loa i totonu o lena potu.” (Get in that room now.)

Moriah pouted harder and stomped a few times. “I don’t know what you said but I can read between the lines

 I'm going but I don't like it.”

Getting into the room, Moriah found her mother going through the nightstand on her side of the bed. She cleared her throat to get Nadine’s attention. Although she didn’t look up, Moriah knew that she’d been heard.

“Why are you in my things, Mama?”

“You got something to hide?” She asked, still not looking up.

“No but,” Moriah was cut off by Nadine.

“Okay so why does it matter if I’m looking in here?”

Biting her tongue for a moment, Moriah took a deep breath in and out to contain herself. “Because everything in there belongs to me and I wanna know why you’re going through my personal things?”

“Oh please,” she laughed, opening the second drawer, “I’m your mother, I can do what I want.”

“You being my mother doesn’t give you the right to violate my privacy, Mama. I am an adult, this is my apartment and I want you to get out of my things now. Please.”

Nadine closed the drawer with a huff finally looking over at her daughter. “Whatever you’re hiding, you might as well tell me now. You know I’m gonna find out. I always do.”

“You wanna know what I’m hiding? Fine, I’m hiding how I really feel about how you treat Zilla, my relationship and me. I’m tired of it.”

Nadine’s brows raised in surprise and humor. “Oh is that right? Well, sweetheart, if it wasn't for me doing what I have been doing for the last ten plus years then things would be mighty different for you. Wouldn’t they?”

“They would and that would be just fine with me. I didn’t ask you to do any of it, In fact, I recall begging you not to,” Moriah fussed, feeling her anger rise.

“You should be very grateful that I stepped in when I did or you would’ve been just another statistic. Is that what you wanted? To be a statistic like those other girls and like your little boyfriend.”

Moriah clicked her tongue repeatedly. “You don’t think you did anything wrong, do you, Mama?”

Nadine stared at her daughter with a proud smile. “No, I don't and I didn't. I wish I would’ve and could’ve done more but I’m making up for that now.”

“What is your problem?” Moriah yelled, unable to hold it in any longer. “What is it? Just spit it out!”

Leata pushed the door open gently, rushing over to stand between them. She faced Moriah, rubbing her shoulder to calm her down.

“Breathe, manamea. In, out.”

Reaching around Leata, Nadine jerked Moriah out of Leata’s grasp and over to her side. Leata turned quickly, a deep frown on her face.

“Nadine, don’t pull on her like that. You could hurt her,” she fussed.

“And if I do then she’ll be okay. This is my child, not yours!” Nadine yelled, pointing her finger in the other woman’s face.

Leata slapped her hand away from her face. “You better keep that finger outta my face if you wanna keep it, Nadine. It does not matter if you’re her mother, it doesn’t mean you can manhandle her because you’re angry.”

“Since they were kids you’ve been trying to undermine me with my child and it stops today! You don’t tell me what I can and cannot do to and with Moriah! For the last time this is my daughter and you can’t have her! So you go back out there and with that girl and mind your got damn business, Leata!”

Moriah pulled away from her mother, stepping in between the two women. She pushed each of them gently so they all could have more space. Trinity jogged into the room to help Moriah keep them apart and be by Leata’s side.

“Mama, chill out! Stop yelling at her! She did nothing wrong!”

“Stay out of this, Moriah! She tells you everything that you wanna hear so you’ll stay with that jailbird of a son so she doesn’t have to take care of him! All you are is a stupid girl with a check to her!”

Leata chuckled humorlessly to herself and tried to walk closer despite being held at bay by Trinity, “Nadine, one more time to talk about my child. It’s gone on too long.”

“Just breathe Auntie. It ain’t worth it.” Trinity whispered.

“Did I strike a nerve? You know it’s true that’s why you’re so upset. My baby makes more than your son ever will.”

“You don’t even know what you’re talking about, Mama. Zilla makes more than I do. You’re just making stuff up at this point.” Moriah shook her head in disbelief. “You are literally trying to find any way to make him the bad guy. If you dislike him this much then you shouldn’t have come here.”

“Oh, girl,” Nadine groaned at her daughter, “You sound about as dumb as you act, Just shut up.”

“No! You shut up!”

Moriah opened her mouth to finish her statement but Nadine’s open palm making contact with her face cut her off. The sound was enough to shock Leata and Trinity, both jumped and stare in shock. Moriah stumbled back until she hit the wall and put her hand to her face. Her cheek was warm from the collision, blood pooled in her mouth and droplets fell along with the tears in her eyes. Nadine’s eyes grew wide as she realized what she had done. She meant to slap her just not as hard as she had.

“Moriah … sweetie,” Nadine said as she attempted to approach her daughter.

“No,” she yelled, “Don’t touch me! Get out, I want you to leave.”

“Baby, just let me get you some ice.”

“I don’t want you to do anything but leave,” she responded, trying to catch the blood falling from her mouth.

Trinity rushed to the bathroom to get something to catch the blood and hopefully stop it. Leata decided to stay quiet and not make any move towards Moriah as the situation had already escalated way too far. 

“Moriah, I … just let me take a look at it for you.”  Nadine pleaded, reaching for her again only to have Moriah recoil from her.

“I can’t do this anymore, Mama. I love you,” she paused, wincing from the pain, “I love you but I can’t do this anymore.”

“It’s just a little argument, Rye. Mama’s sorry.”

Trinity returned with a warm rag, putting it to Moriah’s mouth to wipe the blood.

“I don’t want your sorry,” she said softly after moving Trinity’s hand, “I want you to leave. Until you can accept me, Zilla, his family and our relationship, I don’t wanna talk to you.”

It felt as though Nadine’s heart had been stepped on. All she wanted was the best for her daughter and now it was all backfiring in her face. 

“I’ll give you some time, Rye.”

Leata followed Nadine out to the living room and went to her purse to grab the keys to the rental. She held them out to the other woman.

“Here, take the keys.”

Nadine dabbed at the corners of her eyes before taking the keys. “Let her know that I’ll come check on her tomorrow.”

“She was clear about what she wants from you, Nadine. Give her the space she’s asking for. She’s got a lot of shit that you did to her that she needs to work through.”

“I’ve done nothing but protect her and do what’s best.”

“What you thought was best, not what she wanted and you know that.”

“She was a child, she had no clue what was best for her. As a mother sometimes you have to make hard decisions even if your child hates you for it. I wasn’t gonna let that fly.”

Taking one last look at Nadine, Leata went back to the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Nadine grabbed her purse and fixed herself up and left the apartment with her head held high. She had two days to fix a few things.

“Yo, you know that man?” Bronco asked, pointing at the man that had bumped Zilla earlier. 

All five men looked in the direction he was pointing.

“Yeah he bumped into me at the bar. Other than that ion know him,” Zilla shrugged.

“He staring hard as hell at you. I think he might know you.”

Trick laughed. “Shoulder prolly hurt from when his drunk ass tried to shoulder check Z. Prolly mad.”

“Nah, nah,” Naio said, squinting in the direction of the man. “I know him, I seen him before.”

Jon raised a brow. “Where you know em from? Maybe he thought Zilla was you.”

Naio shook his head. “Nah, he know that ain’t me. He know who lil bruh is.”

“Ion know him. Who is he?” Zilla asked, his eyes still on the man.

“That’s that dude Rye dated. Timmy … Harry … some square ass name.”

“Thomas,” Zilla corrected, a glare on his face.

“Oh he want smoke,” Christian asked quietly.

Jimmy went to stand in front of Zilla blocking his view of the man. “No, don’t nobody want smoke. Let em stare all he want, he already found out you a brick wall and I know he don’t wanna do that again.”

Just as those words left Jon’s lips, Thomas was crossing the club coming in their direction. Jon tried to talk the younger men down with some help from Naio. He knew the damage a public fight would do to their careers, especially Zilla’s since it just started. 

Thomas approached Zilla with a smirk. 

“Nice to meet the jailbird in person. Dr. Gardner but call me Thomas,” he said, sticking his hand out.

Jon stepped in front of his younger cousin. “Whatever you came over here for, you ain’t gettin. Gone go back to your spot over there and it won’t be no problems.”

“Oh you can’t talk for yourself,” Thomas poked, peeking around at Zilla, “I guess its still hard to adjust after being locked up so long.”

“Bitch,” Zilla yelled, trying to get out of his brother’s hold.

“Aye, aye, chill out. Dude you need to get from over here.”

Thomas tried to hide his fear behind his smirk. “Nah, I’m enjoyin myself right here. Just wanted to see the waste of time Moriah has attached to her. Disappointing up close.”

Bronco stepped forward with Trick and Christian behind him. He towered over the other man.

“It really sound like you hard a’hearin. Get your ass outta here before you get tossed the fuck outta here. This ain’t a game.”

Even though he was terrified on the inside, Thomas put on a brave face and continued pushing. He took a few steps closer, pushing Jon’s hands from his chest.

“Enjoy your time with Mo, it’ll be coming to an end real soon. It’ll be nice to have her back in bed with me.”

At that, Naio took his hands off his brother realizing that there was nothing more he could do to save the stupid man standing in front of them. Zilla barrelled forward, standing inches from Thomas and glared down at him.

“Repeat that shit you said.”

Thomas swallowed hard as he stared back, the other men stood closely behind Zilla. 

“No need to get all upset. You couldn’t really think she’d stay with you after I decided to let her come back with me.”

“If you know what I know you gon stay your ass away from her. She told you once already,” he spat moving closer to him, “And if she has to say it again I’m on yo ass. I promise you that.”

“You wouldn’t wanna go back to prison, would you?” Thomas chuckled.

Zilla smirked. “You must not know me. It’s whatever behind my lady. If it mean I gotta go back then that’s what it is.”

“Spoken like a true street warrior. You a grown man now, it’s time to put that little boy, thug life stuff away.”

Zilla poked Thomas’s nose harshly as he spoke, “Fuck all that. Lemme find out ya ass don’t understand what no mean. Think I’m playin’.”

Naio whispered to his brother that they were leaving and Zilla nodded. He led the group out of the section, shoulder checking Thomas almost knocking him off his feet. As the men passed the smaller man, they made eye contact giving silent promises they were sure he understood. Bronco stopped in front of him, staring down at him. A chuckled passed through him seeing Thomas shake under his stare.

“Lakeland General a nice place. Security ain’t shit though,” he said calmly. “I want you to remember that every time you see, think about or look at Rye. Aight, lil man?”

Bronco sent a gruff slap to his back as he passed him to catch up to the group. The men stood around the Jon’s car talking about the altercation when Bronco got to him,

 “You hit em?” Christian asked squinting.

“Nah, not this time.” He laughed. “What we doin?”

I was tellin them, mainly Zilla, that yall need to tell Shawn what happened before he find out from somewhere else.”

“We ain’t even touch lil dude but aight.”

“Despite that dumbass we had a good time tonight and that’s what we gon focus on for right now.” Trick smiled. “And tomorrow we can worry about Shawn chewing our asses out.”

“She what?”

Leata covered his mouth quickly. “Hush, not so loud, she’s sleep. Are you gonna be quiet?” She waited for him to nod to take her hand down. “I’m not sure how it started but Moriah … she had enough then Nadine smacked her.”

His fists clenched at his side hearing his mother’s words. The night had started off promising but had since gone to hell.

“She the one that need to get her ass slapped.”

“I agree but right now, Moriah is your focus. We’ll get to Nadine later, she isn’t important.”

“What you mean she ain’t important? She slapped Fat.”

Leata grabbed his face and spoke softly, “She is not important. There’s always time to get her. Moriah needs you right now and she doesn’t need angry Zilla, she needs comforting Isayah. Okay?”

He nodded slowly staring down at his mother.

“What was bothering you when you came in here? Cause it was something.”

“Her ex was at the club, he was tryin me.”

“You didn’t put your hands on him, did you?”

He shook his head. “Nah but I should’ve. A coincidence that almost got his ass beat.”

She leaned up to kiss his face then hugged him tight. She had a feeling it wasn’t a coincidence but she wasn’t gonna tell him that. “I’m gonna go but call if you two need me to come back. I put some extra towels and washcloths on her side of the bed and there’s one on her pillow.”

“Aight, Mama. I love you.”

After his shower, Zilla eased into the bed close to his girlfriend. When he saw the dried blood on the towel beneath her head and around her mouth, his body started to heat up from anger. He grabbed the damp rag from his bedside and gently wiped around her mouth. She whined softly at the contact.

“Shhh. It’s aight, Fat. It’s just me.” He whispered softly, still cleaning the dried blood away.

Her eyes still closed, Moriah gingerly moved over to lay her head on his chest. She hissed softly when her face made contact with his body. 

“You need anything?”

“No,” she answered softly.

“I got you, aight? I ain’t goin nowhere.”

Begrudgingly, Zilla got up the next morning to go to the PC. He made sure his mother and brother would be there with Moriah in case she needed anything. First thing he did was talk to Shawn, which apparently the other guys had the same idea because they were all at his office within minutes of one another. The talk went well, Shawn promised to look into it and took their word for what happened, He trained throughout the day with a few of the trainers and before lunch he went to promo class with Bronco. For much of the class, he had to force himself to stay focused on the task at hand but his mind kept drifting back to his girlfriend, wondering if she was okay and if her mother had tried to get to her again. After class, he and Bronco talked for a bit until his brother’s school called for him and when they split Booker approached. 

“I ain’t get to see you after your debut so I wanted to come congratulate you and let you know you tore the roof off that place, you hear me?” He laughed. “Boy, yo daddy so proud of you. I know he is.”

“Preciate that,” he chuckled, “I hope he is.”

“Ain’t no hopin’, he is very, very, very proud of you. Okay?”

Zilla nodded as he checked his phone, he replied to his brother’s text then looked back up at his mentor.

“What’s up? I did something?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong, I just … what happened last night?” Booker asked.

Zilla shrugged. “Got into with this dude but I ain’t hit em or nothin. I ain’t even yell. How you even knew about that?”

“Shawn asked me plus there’s a video floating around on social media. But it just looks like a very aggressive conversation.”

“Yeah, that’s pretty much what it was. He thought he was gon say what he wanted and I let em know that it don’t work that way.”

Booker put a hand on his shoulder, “I get that and I understand that especially as a man. It’s hard but sometimes you have to let people be people.”

Zilla’s face twisted at his words and he sucked his teeth. “I don’t care what he said about me but when it come to Moriah, I’m not lettin shit slide. She already let enough people do that shit, I ain’t addin to that list.”

“Listen, listen,” Booker demanded softly, “I’m not telling you to let nobody disrespect her. All I’m saying is just think about it. Act as if there’s a camera pointed at you when you’re in public. The company wants you to carry yourself a certain way.”

“It sound like you want me to do that, not the company. I said what I said and Ima stand on it. I’m not lettin no disrespect come to her.”

“I’m not tryna upset you, Zilla. I just wanna help.”

“Yeah, help.” He mumbled. “That’s all you wanted?”

“Yeah but,” Booker was cut off by the younger man.

“Cool, I’m out. I’m done for the day and I gotta get home.”

Lakeland General was buzzing as usual when Nadine slipped in. She searched the pediatric floor in search of Thomas, waving away the nurses who offered her any help. On a mission, she finally spotted him with a patient and stood at the door watching him. A smile slowly spread across her face thinking of how happy she would be if Moriah would just listen. Nadine cleared her throat gaining his attention, he wrapped up his conversation with the parents then stepped out of the room closing the door behind him.

“I wasn’t expecting you up here, Ms. Nadine.”

“Well I figured I’d come see my son in law plus we need to talk,” she said pointedly, “It’s important.”

Thomas looked around for a moment  then led her to the hallway near the elevators. He stuck his hands in his pockets huffing softly.

“So I guess you heard what happened?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You heard what happened last night? I assume that’s why you’re here.”

Nadine frowned. “No but go ahead and tell me,Thomas.”

“Well,” he paused when a doctor stepped off the elevator, “I went to the club since you told me they were gonna be there. I bumped him at the bar but he didn’t really react. The guy standing next to him just wrote me off as a drunk guy.”

Thomas continued to relay the story to her, her face was stone and she showed no emotion. 

“Thomas, I could have told you that trying to start something with him wasn’t a good idea. That’s what their family does and sweetie, they’re much bigger than you.” She said sweetly rubbing the side off his face. “I didn’t tell you that he would be there for you to start a fight. You leave the planning to me.”

“I was uh .. I was just trying to help.”

While they were talking, Toni was coming out of the pediatric supply closet with an arm full of items needed down in the ED. As she was approaching the elevator bank she heard Moriah’s name and Thomas’s voice, she moved to the nearest corner to listen.

“And I love that you’re helping me get my daughter away from him but like I said leave the planning to me. Just lay low for right now, we’ve hit a bump in the road.”

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah just that boy and his family are really sinking their teeth into my baby. But don’t you worry, I’ve got something in mind that will clear all of this.”

Thomas raised a brow. “Yeah? You sure it’s gonna work?”

“Oh I know it,” she smirked, “I’ve been trying to get her to leave him but she won’t. So I have to make him leave her.”

“You think he’s gonna?”

“Oh most definitely. Once I pull out my secret weapon, he won’t wanna be with her any longer. I’m sure of it.”

Thomas smiled a little. “Can I know what it is?”

“Okay but keep it to yourself.”

Toni listened extra carefully as Nadine spoke, she had to cover her mouth to muffle the gasp that left her lips. She couldn’t imagine why a mother would take such delight in ruining her only child’s relationship. A light bulb went off in her head, Thomas already knew Moriah so when he approached her in the parking garage all he was trying to do was use Toni as a pawn.

After Nadine left, Toni was able to get back down to the ED, her mind still on the conversation. 

“Hey, friend.”

Looking up from her device, Toni chuckled under her breath seeing Bronco smiling at her.

“I’m gonna assume the other one isn’t here since Moriah is off. Did he send you to disrupt my ED, Bronco?”

He laughed a little gesturing behind him. “Nah, my lil brother fell at school and he needa get checked out.”

Toni glanced at the young boy and smiled then squinted at the man in front of her. “And you bought him here? Does he not have a primary care doctor?”

Bronco leaned on the encounter still smiling. “He do but I hadn’t seen my friend in a few days plus I know you gon make sure my boy straight.”

“Uhuh,” she hummed, eyeing him, “Come on, I’ll take him to 5.”

Bronco followed her with his brother right beside him. He stood back once they were in the exam room, watching her get him situated in the bed.

“Alright, a nurse will be in shortly then the doctor. Want some juice or anything, sweetheart?”

“Yes ma'am please.”

“Okay,” she winked, “I'll have the nurse bring it.”

As she was walking out, Bronco grabbed her arm gently pulling her back.

“Yes?”

Licking his lips, Bronco’s eyes swept over her. “What I gotta do to get you to be his nurse?”

“I need to run my ED.” She said, gently pulling her arm away from him. 

“It'll be there. This ain't gon take but a minute.” He poked his lip out at her playfully. “Pleaaaase.”

She stared at him trying not to smile. “Fine, fine. I'll be right back. But you owe me, Bronco.”

“And I plan to pay you back and then some, friend.”

“I’m busy, Hassan. I’ll call you back later.”

“I don’t care. We need to talk,” he responded sternly.

Nadine huffed while she actually wasn’t busy, she didn’t feel like talking to him. She moved her suitcase over and sat on the side of the hotel bed.

“What do you want, Hassan?”

“I wanna know why you thought it was okay to put your hands on our daughter? Have you seen her face? You left a bruise, Nadine.”

There was a brief silence between them. She would never say that hitting her was unintentional but she did not mean for the slap to be that hard. Nadine was surprised it took him two days to reach out to her about it.

“Nothing to say now?”

Nadine sighed. “What do you want me to say, Hassan? She’s my child and I can discipline her the way I see fit. And I did not mean to hit her that hard, I apologized for hitting her that hard.”

“Do you hear yourself? Moriah is an adult. You’re apologizing for the force behind it but not the entire act? Seriously, Nadine.”

“You are just like Leata. Making excuses for her disrespect. I was not about to let her yell at me that way,” Nadine fussed. “Did she tell you that she told me to shut up? I bet she didn’t tell you that.”

“She told me everything and frankly I would’ve told you to shut your ass up too. You spent the whole night talking down to all three of them and disrespecting Moriah and our son in law’s relationship. You’re lucky she put up with you as long as she did.” 

“Dammit, Hassan! Stop calling him that!”

Hassan sat quietly to gather his emotions and not get so worked up. He was never an outwardly angry man, choosing to be cool, colm and collected when it came to conflict and he was not about to let Nadine change that. 

“Moriah told me what she told you before she put you out,” he relayed in his normal calm tone. “I told you this day would come if you didn’t watch the way you treated her. She means what she said.”

“What are you her spokesperson? You don’t care about our daughter’s life or her future. But I should’ve known when you picked that job over your family.”

Hassan took a slow deep breath. “I’m not about to rehash that with you because you and I both know the truth. But to answer your question, in a way I am her spokesperson. She wanted me to let you know if you have anything you wanna say to her or ask her that you need to go through me and she’ll decide if she wants to respond.”

Nadine scoffed. “I do not need a middle man. I can talk to my daughter whenever I want to and she will answer.”

“Goodbye, Nadine.”

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Can I pretty pls have a 90's edge x Fem reader where some people are scared of him but when he talks to the reader she says "You don't scare me" and it leads to fluffy with a kiss? Love your writing! 🥺

A NEWFOUND LOVE

(The Brood!Edge x Y/N)

“Um..excuse me?” A soft voice and a gentle tap on the shoulder brought Edge out of his conversation with Christian, making him turn around to find one of the new talents, Y/N. Eyes wide and unused to people approaching him and Christian, Edge was able to stutter out a yes with wide eyes.

“Sorry, I just can’t find the merch staff, I was supposed to grab a shirt from them. Do you know where they are?” No fear was clear in the voice or face, only confusion.

“I think um, I think they should be over that way.” Stuttering through his response, he quickly pointed down the hallway.

“Oh, okay, thank you! Sorry for bothering you.” Y/N took a few steps back, thinking the conversation was over before Edge had a chance to respond.

“No problem, we’re just not really all that, all that used to people..not being scared by us, I guess.” He chuckled awkwardly while he and Christian watched as their eyebrows crinkled with confusion and were quick to ask why.

“The whole Brood gimmick makes us a lot more intimidating than what we are.” Christian was quick to explain from next to Edge, a grin growing on both of their features.

“Yeah, what he said. I promise we’re not scary.”

“Well if it makes you feel any better, I don’t think you’re intimidating at all! Actually, you’re quite nice. And pretty. Anyways, I gotta go find these guys, but thanks for all the help!” Before Edge had the chance to do anything but blush from their compliments, they were quickly leaving.

—————

“Hey, Edge! ‘Scuse me, Edge!” Y/N yelled through the overcrowded gorilla, shoving their way over to The Brood who had just finished a match. Edge stumbled around at the sound of them but he was unable to make out their voice in the crowd, so instead, he grabbed Y/N’s hand and pulled them along. After making it to the trio's locker room, Gangrel and Christian were quick to leave the two outside the door.

“I just wanted to say that I met a lot of people today, and you were probably the nicest to me, so I just wanted to say thanks again.” Y/N’s praise put the grin and blush back onto his face.

“Oh! Nothing to thank me for, but you’re welcome. And, um, I think you’re pretty too.” Edge’s comments made Y/N equally as giddy as the big, blushing man inches away from them.

“You’re getting a lot of thanks out of me today, huh? Maybe I could..maybe I could thank you in a different way?” Y/N’s voice turned into a soft whisper as they moved in closer, heat creeping through both as they stood in the door way. Edge nodded his head, unable to find words.

Y/N moved in even closer, noses nudging and eyes meeting. Their hand moved to the back of his neck, his own coming to tangle with theirs, lips finding the soft skin of his cheek before they barely pulled away, noses still brushing.

“I got a ride with Trish, so I gotta go, but maybe we could meet up on Sunday after Heat?” They still whispered, fingers fiddling in his hold and giving his a quick squeeze, while the two grinned, ear to ear.

“Yeah. Yeah, that would be really nice.”

short but sweet :) idk im not in luv with it but its cute!

i did make it a lil cheek kiss just cuz idk it seems weird to me for them to meet and then boom their kissing like two paragraphs later

also payback omgg that was def one of the best ppvs this year, the cage match and the tag team match were absolutely gorgeous even if i dont like who has the titles now (if you couldn’t tell i am a huge judgement day hater. like i like them seperatly and irl, but altogether, i hate judgement day. I would explain y but it would be paragraphs long and i dont want to do that to yall

[erensfeed]

⤷ general rules

— ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა aww shi yappin strict nunu incoming LMAOO

aa okay okay *claps* alrighty. let’s do this.

so !

do not interact at all if you are racist, xenophobic, hatefully anti-God, ableist & homophobic or hate a group of innocent people.

do not interact nor try to be my friend if you are genuinely full of pure hatred for humans or are depressing (like, pessimistic af) and don’t want to help help yourself.

do not interact if you can’t take jokes. especially when i jokingly call characters like mahito from jjk hot. even though he deadass is fine asf LOLZ

now, as much as i loove getting spam liked and understand the motive behind spam liking, i heard it actually shadow-bans blogs on tumblr. and we wouldn’t want that now, would we. but ! an alternative i’d appreciate a lot more, is mass reblogging while you’re spam liking !! yayyy so much kinder riighht c;

in other words: i don’t wanna sound like a party pooper but really, don’t spam like ;c i’d have to count 4 or more constant liking without any reblogs / comments, as spam like. and that would result in me hiding my stuff from you in a not so nice way with the not so nice sounding (block) button.

speaking of that, if you don’t like me or any of what i post, feel free to poke that block button. and if you want to end a mutual bond, rather than keeping me as a follower still, you can also block me (typing this with tears in my eyes btw)

but that aside.

yes, anyone under 18, that’s a teenager, can follow me and be my friend bc i’m mostly sfw.

but just don’t interact: with anything nsfw on my blog. and i better not catch you commenting on nor reading them either. this includes mild nsfw stuff. you may interact with all sfw work. and don’t worry because there’ll be tags letting you know beforehand to differentiate. if you disobey me, that not so nice button would be used on you. if you accidentally liked a post or forgot to unlike, i’d give you two chances before anything. and also, please make sure to have your age on your blog too. otherwise, blocked.

me saying allat knowing very well i js turned 18 LMAOOO.

but hey really no interacting w any bad grown up stuff. or else.. bad things. >:c

got it? great.

⤷ inbox rules:

— i literally love every one of you so don’t be shy to talk to meee. literally about anything. and don’t be shy to ask me questions or put your pretty little thoughts out there. this is a safe space for every and anyone !! so there’s barely any rules from me here. but do be aware that:

even though you can also vent to me, i would prefer u to message me privately instead, to protect your business okay?

and of couurrsee you can still talk and ask me about anything. EXCEPT anything related to politics because oo girl. i’m so sorry yall but let’s leave the political views outside this club okay.

you should not attack writers in my inbox because that’s really awful and mean and i would never encourage it :c … UNLESS they’re one of those writers. like yk. like ONE OF THOSE. you’d know what i mean if you know. *clears throat* copycats + multi pro - shippers despite age / sexuality differences between characters. i wouldn’t respond publicly though, id just laugh with you (in text as a moot or in my head if you’re anon) and move on.

you’re totally free to attack or hate any of the characters i like and i will literally accept and understand your reason, all while slightly defending them at the same time too in a nice way bc now cmon now.

you’re even more free to be a char-anon as well bc omggg i love thoseee. they’re so cute and funny. so pls hmu if u can be eren, megumi, inumaki, geto, rafayel, xavier & caleb especially !!

if you’re 18-20+, you can literally flirt all you want in my inbox. anonymously or not. and it wouldn’t ever make me uncomfortable because right back at ya hello. (yes im straight but listen i could flirt too ladies and non ladies / gents. listen im here for yall and i love people ….)

now if you’re < 18, i don’t wanna see no flirting from you. NADA. you hear me ?!

but, if you’re 16+ (mostly a writer for shared fandoms), feel free to ask to be mutuals !! bruh i’ll literally follow you faster than the speed of light.

finally, to add on to the second bullet point, if you asked me a question i was ever uncomfortable (that’ll rarely happen really), i wouldn’t put you on the spot. the only thing is i probably wouldn’t respond to it for private reasons if it was tooo personal (ie. location, body count, school and all those private stuff like ykyk. you’d know. wouldn’t mind questions ab dating life tho ofc.) especially if we weren’t buddi buddies / close mutuals and you’re asking anonymously.

🫧 request rules:

— my request box are ALWAYS opened so don’t be scared to ask away lawwd. but before you do, please read what i would write / not write in the next section below okay? knew you’d understand. thank you my sweet ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ

that being said, don’t be scared to also put your mind out and your sweet & spicy requests regardless. but just keep in mind that:

i don’t write nsfw fics about any character that’s not canonically aged up. i write fluff for them though bc some of us grew up with the characters being older than us.

that’s it. LMAO.

that’s really the only rule. (mentioned it in the section below too)

wouldn’t block + dislike you if you like | asked me for it tho

i just don’t do that since i don’t believe in ageing them up if we’re not the original (manga) creator.

to add, im kinda slow i think. LMAOOO. so when asking, please please plssss make sure to be detailed and make sure you sound like you are asking me to write something you want, in order to avoid simple one sentence or two response. otherwise i wouldn’t be able to catch if you actually are and actually do that.

also, since im a college student, i may not get to your requests or asks the fastest, but i would do it in the same week/month.

and i would try hard to deliver it to you the exact & absolute best way i could based on how you asked.

♡ you would find me writing / reblogging:

— general themes

• fluff • explicit smut • heavy tears inducing angst • reminders / moments people forgot about

— realistic (dark) themes:

• violence • *cheating • tw: *abuse (emotional, mental, physical probably excluding sexual) • tw: blood • intoxication & drug use • tw: cnc / dub-con • tw: stalking • tw: corruption • tw: dacryphilia • breeding kink • age gap • tw: * suicidal thoughts (of a character) *

♡ you would NOT find me writing / reblogging:

— heavy tw:

• tw: incest. stepcest. • tw: *rape • pet play • anything anal related • zoophilia + some other kinks i hadn’t mentioned in what i’d write. (depending what kinks you want me to write, i may excuse them for you if the idea would make sense for the plot.) • nsfw aged up minor characters especially for or written by people older than them when the show first aired. but i will repost anything sfw of theirs (especially of characters who were older than me when i watched/when their show first aired but are still depicted as younger)

* = i or the post will most likely just brush over the topic. so possibly less details on it.

now read with caution: please be mindful that that even though my fics are 16+ and i am / will be careful with everything i reblog and write about, i still may interact or write posts with contents that could be triggering to you. so please keep that in mind because i am not responsible for what may be triggering to you on this blog.

lastly, please remember to separate fiction from reality.

©2024 ERENSFEED. All rights reserved.

[iwaasfairy]

hello friends it’s been said before but I think it bears repeating: content creators are already doing all they can to add to fandom.

me and I’m sure a lot of other writers often get the question “any fics similar to yours/any writers who do more of what you do/hey please recc people or fics” and,,, I hope you can see that all these sort of asks are asking for more things to consume, more to read, preferably exactly like what they like about you as a writer -and while I don’t get upset over these messages- I also don’t love them. ༼ ் ▽ ் ༽つ

because the truth is that writers read less than readers. seems pretty obvious hhahshdh . we’re writing for you all, so we don’t have time to go dig through the tags and find new fics or writers we like. so getting messages like this just reminds me that when I’m actively making content for others, I don’t get the time to enjoy fandom. luckily I enjoy writing, so it gets lifted somewhat. but I would like to say this:

if you want more of a certain thing, how about instead of taking more, you try to give? it’s so so rare to receive back as a content creator, and it’s honestly pretty draining. it kills fandoms. genuinely. you guys have to understand fandom is a two way street.

if there’s a fic you really like, send it to a writer you think will enjoy it, and maybe that writer will get inspired. if you know someone likes a certain topic, send them some blog recs! If someone’s having trouble writing, send them an ask about an idea they might enjoy. It’s really really not as hard as you guys seem to think it is to make fandom more enjoyable for both parties. Because I promise you, I promise you!! If a writer is inspired and happy, you will get a lot more content to read too, than when they’re not. It benefits you to interact with, and help out your fav writers.

unless someone specifically has a rule not to, help us (writers) out a little. and ofc this isn’t calling out people who already interact, and reblog, and leave nice comments on fics. yall are little muffins whomst I love the most. but I wont answer asks that want more, because one, I don’t know many other writers to rec and two, it’s not fun to know you’re sending another writer a bunch of readers who will just pass by to read everything they’ve poured hours into, and then most likely ask them the same thing and move on

[anthroposeen]

quite the episode today (tmp) looking forward to the relisten notes! no pressure to get them out asap though. whenever you've got the time

dont worry! my goal is to always post my breakdowns on the day of drop! i recently started working a second job (its actually an office job where i archive old university files!) so ive been more booked and busy since i first started posting my notes, but unless something happens and its really impossible for me to post them day-of, i should always get my post out on thursday!

i'll likely post today's around 7-8 pm EST (i dont really know what time that is for any UK followers, but i know that anyone across the pond will be seeing my analysis on friday unless they're a super night owl, sorry about that!). i dont mind posting updates on thursdays about when ill post the breakdown (if thats smth anyone would find helpful? let me know!!) but if i dont post my analysis an hour or two post-drop, you can assume it'll be posted at night!

i want yall to know i read all the messages/comments/and tags you leave about my analysis posts and i really do appreciate them!! thank you so much for the support ive gotten over posting my thoughts and for all of the nice little messages you leave! i feel like ive got such a positive community :)

[avidaraku]

Hi!!!! ʕ •̀ o •́ ʔ

welcome to my pinned post I honestly still dont know what to do with my blog like ever but still :) nice stuff. This blog contains whatever the fuck I reblog, including fandom and 18+ stuff - I do not tag my porn reblogs so if you're following me for fandom things, this is an all in one blog bc i do what i want <3 you are warned! leave if you dislike my beloved freak blog

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just be nice and kind babygirls, that's all i ask of <3 human decency lets go!!!! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

my ao3 account is https://archiveofourown.org/users/Daimashiko :) I like writing porn, my brain is constantly on khr mode :) I also never have any consistent name for my accounts, so thats also why my names are different. Hi to any discord friends who know me from well, discord <3 im sure u guys are familiar with my socials in this case

TAGS. ─=≡Σ((( つ＞＜)つ ／(＞×＜)＼

#my art (very self explanatory I am not a creative person with names?? sorryyyyy - i also considered making my art tag into artvidaraku but like. thats too much effort jklsjgkldKJDF:SJ:JKL:JK:LDG ;;)

#khr (that is my main fandom ofc <333 - overlaps with my art but also other people's khr stuff so haha... its a mess but oh well)

#poll (i like answering them! or just reblogging polls i wanted to volunteer in but its too late </3)

#lotta tags (i tend to comment a lot in tags but these are the ones where i usually write like. a lot of commentary to the point im like ohhhh i should tag this right? curious if anyone's ever went through them but also i've never talked abt these things so. oopsssss <3 - lot of it is kinda sad / depressing but usually i am pretty reflective. kinda?)

#animals (self explanatory. i love me some fucking creatures. respect nature babygirls i adore them fellas <3)

#tumblr classic (i love getting to see the classics / things i'd personally consider a classic on my feed)

#fandom (this one's pretty commonly used! yadda yadda, talks abt fanfic and stuff / sometimes i get disappointed with fandom but that's not new lol)

#fashion (i don't use this as much as I should be?? but if you want to check out what i think is fun / a vibe <3)

#avidarecs (****i literally just made this on impulse so there's not much rn but i want to share more of my recs for things in general! fandom / songs / whatever other thing comes to mind?***// will probably be rarely used? but you never know~)

there might be more tags I haven't included but from the top of my head this is it?? Might add more, i have no clue. But anyways back to my other interests and what I'm into!

media i like: khr (its number one bc i am unable to pry reborn's hands on my stupid silly little soul so i cannot escape even if i wanted to), slay the princess + scarlet hollow (games made by the same studio. i love the art and vibes sooo much and also the fanart is sooo beautiful), Jenna Marbles (i've been obsessed w her stuff recently and I hope she's having a good time w her dogs and Julien :), kpop (honestly its only just loona bc im tired and feel old as fuck despite only being in my 20s so i am not gonna get into another thing lol), and sanrio!!! i love my melody she's a cutie patootie <3

-probably more stuff I like but this post would be a lot longer

I'm certain its obvious but I am a proshipper (also i am always in rarepair hell girl HELP. but also i will chain myself to that random mix of characters without prompting. ah....), if you don't like proshippers, leave my page and block me <3

But anyways my fav tropes (i definitely have more i just cant think of them but in general im chill with lots of stuff!)

incest (i am so fr when i say somehow i always revolve around incest ships they're just soooo good. my brain is absolutely destroyed in favor of tasty fucking food. shout out to incest shippers you guys rock luv yall :3)

age gap / size difference (these tropes are lovers and they're already fucking each other within one yard of each other. good fucking food yk?)

any toxic/problematic food (necro + lolisho rights!!!) in general. i am just. yeahhhhhhhhhhh MMMM LOAD THAT SHIT UP. i also have very little memory but still whatever

genderbend - i know it's a dwindling trope in popularity but there is nothing better than mindlessly turning a guy chara into a girl like wow..... so hot.... <3 this has also been a long time trope i've adored and i'll probably never stop using it bc its just that good for me <3 mmm. girls. cute.

monsterfucker stuff is great! (does this include animal hybrids? im going to include it with that soooo)

i think this is enough, but also before you go explore whatever maze my blog is in bc i cant be bothered enough by my blog, i will also reblog things in tandem to politics / real world things (I support Palestine <3). Am American. Am Mess. But I hope the world is kinder even just a little bit more. This world is cruel, but I hope we can continue to offer each other support and love, even when times are harrowing as always.

(っ ᵔ◡ᵔ)っ have a hug/kiss!!!! (i like gifs hehe)

[msallurea]

I understand what u were saying ill try to be a bit more concise this time

1. You asked me along with the others you tagged why we were so judgy. I get why you asked that but I also want you to know I didn't say what I said just because of that one post, I said what I said because before seeing what u said in the ask we had already seen her apology and THEN a couple minutes later the asks you sent came afterwards so I reacted how I saw it so I was defending myself because u said why we were judgy when that wasn't exactly the case at all but i can see why u thought that way

2. Ik I'm not a part of it but I also said what I did because I personally went under her comments when she answered your ask and told her that she did apologize and wanted to reassure her thay everything was fine as well as voice my own confusion since let's be honest no one wants to see any loa blog be seen or heard of in a negative light especially when the purpose of the blog is to help ppl better there lives. I also said my opinion on it due to stuff like that unfournately not being uncommon and anons negatively spamming and pretending to be multiple ppl does happen but like I mentioned before it was all big misunderstanding

3. I didn't accuse anyone of spamming but I went based off what was seen in front of me. @luckykiwiii101 9/10 did the same thing just went based off what was happening right in front of her once again, just misunderstandings which is also why I said the whole thing about being in anon mode because it does kinda make things worse sometimes even if not intended. Also I still stand on my statement about the things that happened when some anons asks aren't answered but I do understand what u mean about just not answering them at all.

4. You say you weren't accusing me of anything and just didn't want anyone to have a bad image of @queenofuniverses which i understand but that's kinda hypocritical in a sense due to the fact you said in that one line "why are yall so judgy". You said that one line wasn't to attack me but to just get our attention so we could see your pov and understand the whole thing a little better, but the line itself is an attack regardless, just like how u saw what I said as judgy

5. I see what you mean on not being able to dm her abd the ask was the only way you could've reached to her this leads me back to a statement u said earlier about the situation having nothing much to do with me and others u mentioned. if ik I can't get both sides of a story properly just leave it be, ofc there's nothing wrong with checking up on someone who is hurting and going through something though. Orr we should all just keep the golden rule that if we don't have anything nice to say simply don't say anything at all

6. Also last thing I had just noticed u said u went anon because u didn't want your blog to be associated with anyone bad or low and while there's nothing wrong with that and it is normal to just go anon, do u not think acting on how u felt in the moment when u sent that ask in anon mode made it any better? I get some ppl be crazy stans on here but still if your point is to stand up against something or call out something u felt was wrong regardless of what repercussions come with it all I'm saying is stand on that without feeling the need to go in anon. It may or may not ruin your privacy that u enjoy and stuff but either way it wouldve been bound to happen.

I hope all that I said made some kinda sense

Dear @queenofuniverses

Dear @queenofuniverses

I don’t know what “queen” of what universe you are…but if it’s anything, it’s the universe of lies.

Thanks to a great person, I caught you. Did you really think I wouldn’t catch you?

Trying to gaslight me…and then getting caught. Embarrassing.

SPOTTED: @queenofuniverses sends @luckykiwiii101 a rude ask saying…

Then I scrolled my page looking for this “alleged” ask that a poor girl supposedly sent me.

And guess what I found.

Nothing. Here’s the post -> CLICK HERE

I didn’t reply to any ask about a girl who’s father passed away. But your delusional self thought you could trick me.

Then you proceeded to send me another ask which I replied to AFTER the previous one you sent me. Except this time, you weren’t on anonymous mode…

Then I proceeded to apologise thinking what you said was actually true?

Here’s the post -> CLICK HERE

Little did you know that you slipped up. Nobody sent me an ask about their father passing away. I even mentioned in my reply that I would not have reacted insensitively if somebody told me that..

Harassing bloggers and posing as somebody else defending them to make me seem like a bad person? PATHETIC!

No way you just sent me an anonymous ask pretending to be somebody else in order to defend yourself and act like a remorseful civilian defending a poor innocent girl they saw on tumblr to make me look like a bad person whilst you were spamming me with asks.

Think about that for a second…