#his eyes when he says 'please' ohhhhh that broke me

[aousboom]

You're the one that came and shook me up out of nowhere, but now, I'm the one who wants you to be mine so much it's driving me crazy.

DOONA! (2023) Dir. Lee Jeong-hyo

[onceuponastory]

3am - bucky barnes x reader

And now it's 3AM and you're calling me up again And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said - 3am by you me at six

Plot: One night at 3am, Bucky Barnes gets a call about his ex, Y/N. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Warnings: Being drunk, injuries/broken bones, a tiny mention of vomit, and a few mentions of Bucky’s past as the winter soldier (but nothing too graphic). As always, if I miss any triggers please let me know! Notes: Thank you to my bestie @staticscreenwriting / @astartothemoon for my dividers. Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

One winter night in the middle of Brooklyn, Bucky Barnes is fast asleep. For once, things around him are quiet, and he’s finally able to get some rest after the years of pain and torment he’s been through. Yet soon, the phone rings, startling him.

“Hello?” He murmurs, still half asleep.

“Hello, is that Mr Bucky Barnes?” Bucky’s brows furrow, not expecting to hear his full name at three in the morning.

“Yes…it is. How can I help you?” He expects this call to be inconsequential, at most a prank being played by Sam or the kid. However, when the voice on the other end speaks, Bucky realises that this call will be everything but insignificant.

“This is the hospital. I’m calling on behalf of Miss Y/N Y/L/N.” At the mention of her name, Bucky sits up, immediately awake. Y/N is his ex-girlfriend. He hasn’t spoken to her in months since they broke up. Since he got scared that he wasn’t good enough for her because of his past and broke up with her a few months ago. And now, the hospital is phoning him up at 3am to ask about her. Concern floods Bucky’s entire body. Although they broke up, he still misses her dearly, and would move the ends of the earth to make sure she’s safe. Despite this, he hasn’t said anything to her about it, wanting her to let her get on with her life rather than being laid down with him and his issues. Honestly, he thought she had moved on a long time ago.

“What happened? Is she okay?” He asks, speaking a mile a minute.

“Yes sir, she’s okay. She got quite intoxicated, and had a nasty fall which resulted in her breaking her ankle.” Bucky breathes a sigh of relief. This is better than expected. She’s okay. She’s not dying. “I’m calling because she has you down as her emergency contact, and she has no way of getting home.” His words make Bucky stop. Even though he’s an Avenger, Bucky and Y/N never spoke about things like this, about what would happen if the other was hurt or in danger. It was just assumed that he’d take care of her and she’d take care of him, like any boyfriend or girlfriend would do. When they broke up, they were focused on bigger things, like coming to terms with almost a year of their lives suddenly meaning nothing, or moving stuff out of each other's apartments. Neither of them thought about the little things like this, how they could suddenly be confronted with each other once again. Yet, breakup or no breakup, Bucky would still do anything to make sure she’s safe. Picking her up from the hospital is nothing. “Mr Barnes? Hello?”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

Bucky makes it to the hospital within ten minutes, furiously searching for any sign of Y/N. When a nurse points him to the right room, he almost pulls the door off of its hinges with the speed he opens it. As the door opens, Y/N turns around, looking at the new entry to the room. As soon as sees Bucky, her eyes light up, and she grins. The same smile that Bucky has missed for so long. Immediately, he starts smiling too, and butterflies start to flutter in his stomach. Maybe, just maybe, her happiness at seeing him isn’t just because she’s drunk. Maybe she misses him, too.

“Bucky! What are you doing here?” She gasps.

“I’m still your emergency contact, doll. You okay?” 

“Ohhhhh! And yeah, I’m fine.” Y/N nods. Bucky already knows she has no idea what he’s saying. And judging by the moon boot she’s wearing, her ankle is definitely going to start hurting soon. Alcohol is a hell of a drug. Yet, seeing her so happy despite everything still makes him smile. It reminds him of before, when they were both happy together. Back when things were still good between them, when they could speak to each other without devolving into arguments. He misses those days more than anything in the world. In all honesty, if he had the chance to go back in time, Bucky wouldn’t go back to the 40s, before his life changed in the worst possible way. Before he became a weapon of mass destruction. He’d go back to when he lost Y/N, and try to make things right, rather than running at the first sign of trouble. 

He’s good at that. At running.

As the doctor explains the break and the healing process, Bucky listens attentively, ensuring he’s ready to support Y/N and her needs. He’s not been good at much throughout his long life, especially not talking about his feelings. But he can be good at this, at taking care of the woman he loves. He can at least give her that after their relationship broke down. And then, something brushes against his hand. And then it does again. It’s only then that Bucky realises that something is Y/N’s hand. Feeling her fingers brushing against his still sends shivers throughout his entire body. Even though he’s been alive for decades now, Bucky swears that Y/N is the only one who makes him feel alive.

Soon, the doctor sends the pair away, and Bucky wheels Y/N towards the elevator. Immediately, he feels the atmosphere change. At least when they were with the doctor they had a middleman, someone to do all the talking to prevent them from speaking to each other. Now, it’s just them both, brought together again after being apart for so long. “This is fun.” Y/N mumbles with a giggle. 

“Just trying my best to make the ride as smooth as possible for you.” Bucky replies, chuckling to himself. Yet soon, the smile fades. Sure, they’re getting along now, but that’s largely because Y/N’s drunk and doesn’t remember that they’re broken up. But what happens when things go back to normal and she does remember? When this little pocket of happiness is gone? Honestly, Bucky can’t bear to think about it. But then, Y/N starts laughing again, and he can’t help but smile once more.

Maybe he can stay in this happy time a little longer.

Soon, the pair reaches Bucky’s car, and he lifts her into the passenger side, buckling her in before crossing over to his side and buckling himself in. As he drives, the pair sit in silence. For a while, Bucky thinks Y/N has fallen asleep, and is about to check on her, until:

“You know Bucky….” she trails off, and he raises a brow. “I miss you. I don’t know why we stopped talking.” The words are murmured, but Bucky hears them loud and clear. And they almost make his heart stop. Of course, he knew she had forgotten why they’d stopped talking, but he wasn’t expecting to hear the first few words. And it hits him like a bucket of cold water. She misses him. Maybe he has a chance to fix this. 

“I miss you too. More than you’ll ever know. I regret what happened every day.” He tells her. But then, Y/N goes back to her drunk mumbling as if nothing happened, as if both of them didn’t just admit that the pain and heartbreak of the last few months could’ve been avoided. Bucky sighs. He’s probably right. She’s just drunk, and her words mean nothing.

When they reach Y/N’s apartment, Bucky helps her up the stairs and into her apartment. She still keeps a spare key under a plant pot, just like she did when they were dating. Bucky still remembers warning her about it, how anyone could find the key and break in. To his surprise, though, she simply laughed.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got a super soldier to protect me…and he’s really cute, too.” She laughed, pulling him close for a kiss. That was the day she’d been making cookies, and she tasted like cinnamon and chocolate. Remembering the memory, Bucky smiles. At least he still has those to keep him happy.

Once inside, Bucky helps her towards her bedroom and into bed. “Thank you Bucky.” She murmurs. And almost as soon as her head hits the pillow, she falls asleep, snoring softly. Bucky sighs.

“I know you’re just drunk. You’ll wake up tomorrow, and this whole thing will be just a dream, and you’ll hate me again. But I’ll deserve it.” He sighs. After checking on her again, he leaves the room, ready to spend the night on her couch. Of course, it’s not the most ideal situation as her ex, but this way he can make sure she’s safe, and that she doesn’t hurt herself any more. 

As he gets himself comfy, Bucky glances around the room. All the pictures Y/N has with him are taken down. The sight makes his heart sink. He knows that keeping pictures of you and your ex-boyfriend around after you’ve broken up isn’t something people do, but seeing them all gone is like the final nail in the coffin. The ultimate confirmation that all hope of them having a happy reunion after this is gone. And Bucky knows he only has himself to blame.

So, with tears stinging his eyes, Bucky settles down to try and get some sleep.

The next morning, Y/N limps into her kitchen, rubbing her eyes. When she sees Bucky leaning against her counter drinking a coffee, her eyes widen.

“What happened? Why are you here?” Bucky sighs. He’s been awake for most of the night, trying to figure out the best way to explain the events of the last couple of hours and coming up empty. 

“I’m still your emergency contact, so I got a call from the hospital at three this morning saying you had broken your ankle and needed a ride home. So, I came and got you.” He explains. “The doctor wants to see you again tomorrow, so I can drop you off if you want.”

“Oh…thanks for doing that.” 

“Y/N, you were drunk. I wasn’t going to leave you alone in the hospital. I brought you home and put you to bed. I know we’re broken up, but I uh, I crashed on your couch to make sure you didn’t fall over or throw up during the night. Hope that’s okay.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Thanks…again.” She nods. And just like Bucky predicted, things between them are back to being awkward. There’s no way she remembers her admission to him last night. Although he knew she wouldn’t, he can’t help but feel disappointed. Part of him was expecting them to make up right here, like they do in the romcoms.

“I’ll just finish my cup of coffee, and then I’ll go. Don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”

“No! No, you don’t need to go.” She gasps, the quickness of her reply making Bucky raise a brow in confusion. Is she really that upset at the thought of him leaving? Does she really want him back, after all? “Not yet, anyway. You can stay a little longer.” Bucky nods, helping her sit down at her table and passing over some coffee.

“Do you want some breakfast? I could make you some pancakes, or we could order something in.” He offers.

“Some pancakes would be nice, thanks.” Bucky smiles.

“Coming right up.”

“You know….” Y/N sighs, stopping only to finish her last bite of pancakes. “That was really nice. It was just like how things used to be. You made me these every Saturday morning, remember?” The faintest hint of a smile twitches at the corners of her mouth. Bucky can pick up on the melancholiness in her voice, and how she misses their past. After all, he’s feeling the same way. 

“Yeah, I do. Those were great.” He sighs. All he wants is to tell her right then how much he misses her, how he’d give all he has to go back to those days, back to when they were both happy. He just doesn’t know how to tell her. The words just won’t link up to his mouth.

“How was I last night, by the way? Did I say anything, or was I out of it?” 

“No, not at all.” Bucky insists. She doesn’t have to know the truth about what she told him. Yet, his words make her furrow her brow.

“Well, you’re saying that Bucky, but I can tell you’re hiding something. I always could.” Bucky gulps.

“Yeah, you could.” He laughs awkwardly, and Y/N nods.

“So there’s that, and there’s also the fact that I wasn’t drunk enough to forget everything I said to you last night. At first, I thought it was a dream, but now you’re here....” Shit. “So, I’ll ask you again. Did I say anything to you last night? Like…about missing our relationship?” Bucky stammers, his eyes widening. 

“Yes. You did.”

“And you weren’t going to tell me?” She demands. “What, you were just going to let me carry on like I didn’t tell you the truth about how I’ve really been feeling?!”

“I didn’t think you meant it or that you’d remember! I thought it was just the alcohol! And besides, I wanted to say something, but the last thing I wanted was for you to wake up still hating me, and then find out you said something you didn’t mean.” Bucky explains. Y/N sighs.

“I never hated you, Bucky. Maybe at the beginning, but as time went on, I just realised how much I miss you. And I still do.” Bucky gasps, and he scoots his chair forward.

“I miss you too, Y/N. More than anything. I hate how things ended, and how I ruined everything. I’ve regretted it ever since. I was just so worried about hurting you, because of my past, but I ended up hurting you even more. I’m sorry for hurting you.” He sighs. To his surprise, Y/N starts chuckling.

“You know, we really should’ve told each other this before now.” She says, and Bucky nods, unable to stop himself from laughing too. It feels weird, being comfortable and laughing with each other after being apart for so long. Maybe though, the fact they’re able to do this shows that things might be okay between them both after all.

 “Yeah, you’re right. You know…if you’d like to start over, I’m okay with that.” When she doesn’t reply at first, Bucky gasps. “But if you don’t want to, that’s totally okay. We can take things as slow as you want.” Y/N smiles.

“Sure. Maybe after my appointment tomorrow, we can go get a drink or something?” 

“Yeah…I’d love that.” Bucky smiles.

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Ohhh heheheeeeeHEHEEHHEEEEE giggles and rubs my hands together evilly. so we’ve had cult leader!geto and you who’s mad at him… and we’ve also had you who’s slowly accepting loving him…. But what about cult leader!geto and reader that’s just. Moved on. Accepted it when he left because of the understanding that it’s just the way life goes. Doesn’t mean to say that you didn’t miss him, that you still don’t, it just means that you understand that there’s no point being angry about things you can’t change, so you let it go. Obviously, it’s sugu. There’s no replacing him. But you don’t try to replace him, you just carry on with life. You find other people who are special to you and you don’t try to fill the hole he left in your heart, you accept it, heal it, and work around it. He sees you again years later and he excepts you to be angry at him — wishes that you’d be angry at him — but you’re not, you just smile at him. There’s no anger in your eyes, no bared teeth or quips of bitterness, just a soft kind of understanding that you can forgive him and carry on with your life without allowing him back in. IM ACTUALLY GOING INSANE PLEASE…. It’s not quite you forgiving him and loving him, moreso just understanding and accepting that he was someone very special, but just not accepting him into your life again. He can’t exactly tame you because you’re not angry. There’s no storm to wait out, there’s no rage for him to soothe. Nonchalance and acceptance I think is the best way to combat him methinks… :333 OMGGG think of that beabadoobee song “the way things go” ohhhhh..

“Passed your house when I was on the train, in my mind you’ll always stay the same.” “And there’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy.” “A distant memory I used to know, oh I guess that’s just the way things go.” SCREAMS!!!! AUGGHHH IM SORRY THIS IS WAY TOO LONG BUT. AUGHH I could scream ab sugu forever…. <333 — stsg anon !!

STSG ANON i need you to know that this broke me. gutted me. i feel numb inside THIS IS SUCH A TASTY SCENARIO I’M SCREAMING

okay so. just putting this out there; i think this would break him. lmao. this is the cruelest thing you could do to him because it’ll hurt him like nothing else. and he deserves it!! this is the best possible scenario for you, but the worst for him. and that’s just….. soooo bittersweet.

He sees you again years later and he excepts you to be angry at him — wishes that you’d be angry at him — but you’re not, you just smile at him. There’s no anger in your eyes, no bared teeth or quips of bitterness, just a soft kind of understanding that you can forgive him and carry on with your life without allowing him back in.

goshhhh stsg anon…………. the way you wrote this…………. :(((( i’m in awe of you always. this made me so so emotional i’m just ……… hhhhhhh…… my heart is crumbling a tiny bit but i’m gonna try to be coherent…… T_T

i think geto would be happy for you. i think that despite his own feelings, he’d ultimately make the painful choice to respect your wishes and stay out of your life. it hurts him but there’s also this sense of inevitability — this is the natural consequence of his actions. he was a fool for expecting anything else, hoping for anything else. but a part of him always wished that you could be together again; and i think that wish hurts him more than anything.

geto really is just a lonely guy at the end of the day, and the thing about his ideal world is that it doesn’t even just boil down to a world without non-sorcerers — to geto, it boils down to a world where i don’t have to see my loved ones suffer. that’s what he wants more than anything!! and i think that even though he knows it’s unrealistic, even impossible, a part of him was always hoping that you’d wait for him to create that world for you. that you could one day go back to the way things were.

so meeting you again, and being forced to accept that it just won’t happen… that he’s just a person of your past and nothing else…. yeahhhh. it breaks him a little. then again, he always wished for your forgiveness; at least he has that. at least he knows you don’t hate him. there’s a kind of comfort in that, even though he probably would’ve preferred feelings of hatred to no feelings at all. :(

no but this is genuinely heartbreaking from geto’s pov and it’s even worse because you’re just doing what’s best for you!!! there’s no anger, no hard feelings, and it irks him because there’s nothing he can do!! you’re so right stsg anon!!! there’s no storm to wait out, there’s no rage for him to soothe….. there’s nothing he can do to change your mind. it just is what it is.

i also think this forces him into unveiling himself. this is just my own take but my interpretation of cult leader!geto is that he’s pretending to be something he’s not like . 80% of the time…. i think he copes by creating all these new personas, silly and overbearing and cruel, when deep down he’s still just sad and a little bit lost. a little lonely. it’s very telling that he felt the need to create a new family, because that’s just the kind of guy he is — he needs to have people around him to protect and cherish. very similar to gojo (stsg soulmatism strikes again)…. when he meets gojo in jjk 0 he feigns nonchalance, but later, when he’s watching the sunset and thinking about their history, he just looks sad. resigned. there’s a softness he’s trying to hide, but it never quite leaves him.

and i think that with you being so open, so sincere, he really wouldn’t have any choice but to meet that with a sincerity of his own. i can see him giving you one last sad smile, and honestly telling you that he’s happy for you. that he wishes you nothing but the best. and he truly means it. he wants you to be happy more than anything; it’s fine if he can’t be there to see it.

it’s a shame, but he’ll learn to live with it — for you.

so anyway this made me cry AND THEN YOU TOP IT OFF WITH BEABADOBEE????????? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME????????? THAT SONGGGGG STOP STOP PLEASE I CANT TAKE IT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 it’s so geto i’m abt to throw up blood

can’t remember how to say your name // let alone count all the freckles on your face // a distant memory i used to know // oh, i guess that's just the way things go // oh, i guess that's just the way things go

can’t remember when you said you called // miles away, and it was still my fault // the love you said you had, it sometime showed // oh, i guess that's just the way things go // oh, i guess that's just the way things go

passed your house when i was on a train // in my mind, you'll always stay the same // i’m happy now, i ought to let you know // but i guess that's just the way things go // oh, i guess that's just the way things go // and i don’t mind that that's the way things go.

:(((((( stsg anon i’m not even joking this made me tear up …… he’s just so lonely. you’ll always be you, and he’ll always be suguru. i don’t think he could ever stop being fond of you, even if you were to forget him one day. in my mind, you’ll always stay the same………….. sniffle. he’ll always, always remember you.

[the-snake-and-the-statue]

"Okay.... is EVERYONE okay....?" Sammy says after a few moments. He does a headcount... yep, everyone's in there. Except, obviously, Ramona. The dragons back off, either terrified of all the people or understanding space is needed. In the distance, Mytha, Sylvia, Celio, and several other dragons flee the forest to avoid the uprooting and falling trees.

Nova continues to hug Switch and sob into Vaga's shoulder as he stares at the ground, vision blurry with tears. Achilles glances up as the lights flicker slightly... despite his silent cries, his expression remains stoic.

Odette collapses into one of the stables, willing themselves to not cry as they hold their wound... several dragons surround them, acting as something semi-soft to lay on. Samuel hands them some bandages, which they gladly accept yet only stare at.

No one else speaks for a while, as the ground continues to tremble and the sounds of destruction occur above the cave. People tend to each other's wounds, offer comfort where they can, yet it all happens terrified silence.

Finally, Samuel gets up.

"Now why the fuck are YOU here??" He jabs a finger in Slyn's direction, who's sitting against the wall and staring outside.

"What do you mean, why am I here?! It's a fucking earthquake Samuel, I'm allowed to take cover!!"

Samuel laughs angrily. "Hah- what happened to being 'above all the others, going wherever you please'? Huh? 'Cause I know DAMN well you of all people wouldn't willingly come to the 'shitty dirty stables' with all of us workers. Why don't you go back up to comfort and admire your wife, hm?"

A threatened hissing emits from Slyn's crossed arms. "You think I'm stupid?! She WILLINGLY TOOK OFF HER VEIL. I'm not getting in the way of that, you don't realize how bad it is when she lets you see under that thing, much less takes it off fully. She just.. needs to cool off."

Every word pisses Samuel off more, and he starts slowly walking towards Slyn. His palms are still caked in his own blood, covered in freshly-healed wounds where his claws sunk into his own flesh.

"You really are a FUCKING coward, you know that?"

Slyn's eyes darken.

"There's that look again. You're so fucking pathetic, I hope you know. You're only in power 'cause you broke your back riding Hexe's dick to the point she knew you'd do ANYTHING she said. You decide the best way to flaunt this power is abuse and beat the living shit out of everyone in this room for fun, MULTIPLE TIMES. But now, since you know you're probably gonna die at BEST if you spend any time around her while she throws tantrums, suddenly you're insistent you're in the same room as us. Why. 'Cause you're 'human'? You damn don't act like it."

They're inches away.

"That's fucking ENOUGH Samuel-"

"Ohhhhh no. Ohhhhhohohohohoho no, I'll decide when I'm done saying what I've been hanging onto for, what, 7-ish years? Almost 8? Something like that, whatever. ALL OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT, SLYN. ALL OF THIS-"

He motions at Mocha's broken arm, Vaga and Nova's panic, Odette's cracked torso, and more.

"- IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT! AND GUESS WHAT, NOT JUST EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM- ALSO THE ONES WE LOST!!"

He counts off his fingers.

"Icia?? GONE. Dunite?? GONE. And now Ramona? FUCKING GONE!!! I wouldn't be surprised if you were the reason Ramiro was gone too- hell maybe if you didn't fall for Hexe and actually helped us overthrow her and take her power, he'd be back here today! Then none of us would have to suffer, especially them-"

He motions furiously at Mirobelle's mirror, Alex, Switch, and Yume.

"- 'Cause you know what? THEY NEVER GOT TO EXPERIENCE THE PARADISE THIS FUCKING TORTURE CHAMBER DISGUISED AS A KINGDOM USED TO BE!! AND NOW THEY PROBABLY NEVER WILL, BECAUSE OF YOU!!!"

Slyn stands up, shoving Samuel out of his space. "THIS ISNT ALL MY FAULT!!! If your smooth fucking brain can't remember right, YOU AND VAGA SIDED WITH ME AT FIRST! AND AKLATAN, AND MOCHA!! THIS IS AS MUCH YOUR FAULT AS IT IS MINE!!"

Oh, how that was the wrong thing to say. Samuel looks like he's going to blow a gasket. Vaga covers his ears tighter.

"You realize none of us ever agreed with you, right? NONE OF US looked at you and Hexe and were like 'Oh yeah, I want to fight for a life of walking on eggshells and being punished for even looking at someone the wrong way', THAT WAS DRIVEN BY FEAR! WE WERE ALL SCARED TO DEATH OF WHAT YOU'D DO TO US!! WAS IT RIGHT?! NO, BUT WITH WHAT HEXE AND YOU DID TO ICIA AND ACHILLES IT DAMN SEEMED LIKE THE BETTER CHOICE- NONE OF US WANTED TO FIGHT FOR YOU AND HER, ABSOLUTELY NOT A SINGLE ONE OF US!!"

Blood once again drips from Samuel's palms as he tries to not beat the shit out of Slyn right then and there.

"So I say it again. You are a pathetic, pathetic man Slyn. You're a goddamn COWARD and Ramiro would be SO DISAPPOINTED IF HE SAW YOU NOW!!!"

A harsh punch suddenly lands on Samuel's face, forcing him to stumble back as red drips down his face. He stares at Slyn for moment before swinging back, the blow slamming him into the wall.

The two don't get far, before several dragons attempt to pull them apart. Slyn already has a black eye and half his snakes are almost dead crushed, ripped away from Samuel's throat (which is now littered in bite marks).

"SAMUEL, MAKE YOUR BEASTS UNHAND ME BEFORE I KILL THEM ALL!!!" Slyn screams, thrashing violently.

"You keep bucking around like that and they'll confuse the rest of your fingers for food," Samuel shoots back, throwing the crushed snakes at Slyn's feet. Before either can spit yet another insult, however, a gentle tapping sound directs their attention to Mirobelle, who's finally emerged from her mirror. She's covered in soot, dust and grime with teary eyes.

"..... the quake is over...." she whispers. "Many things are destroyed but... it all happened mostly in the throne room."

Samuel's anger subsides as he glances down... the ground is no longer shaking. The lights aren't flickering.

Everyone is safe.

"... thanks Miro.... do you know if any of... 'her' stuff is salvageable?"

"I will do my best to find something while cleaning.... there is no guarantee though. I.... I would assume it is all gone."

A heavy silence fills the room.

"What about Ramona's room?"

His braid wraps around his throat, though not tightening. As if it's a warning.

".... I mean 'her' room."

The braid eases a bit.

"I would suspect it is now barred off, but I need to check."

Sammy nods. He was expecting that.

"Thanks Miro.... now as for you." He redirects his attention to Slyn, who's staring down at the ground with a subtle look of... shame? Samuel couldn't care less.

"Get the fuck out of my stables. Traitor."

Slyn swiftly leaves, not even bothering to slam the heavy wooden doors behind him before ascending into the damaged halls.

After Slyn is gone it seems as if Samuel's rage has finally faded, as well as his energy and mental state. He looks around at everyone, looking like he's trying to hide tears that threaten to breach his eyes.

"Sorry about that.... you all can stay as long as you want, there's more medical stuff in my room and some blankets, I'm just... gonna make sure my dragons are okay."

He glances in Alexander's direction, though avoiding his eye, before walking outside and wrapping his arms around Mytha.

Sylvia trots inside and lays her head on Aklatan's lap, softly growling.

Mirobelle hugs both twins, softly singing a French lullaby to soothe them.

Achilles goes into Samuel's room and leaves with a small dagger, leaving the stables as well.

As for Odette, they continue to lie against the dragons that nuzzle close and are still rattled by the earthquake. They look around at everyone before closing their eyes, a tear falling down their face.

Achilles was right, they think bitterly. Nothing good ever stays good in this place.

[fictitiousfoodie]

What A Shame

I LOVED writing this one it is hot and fast. ;) Enjoy 

Bucky has a shitty girlfriend and he soon realizes he should be with you instead. 

Word Count: 1554

"Bucky, you gotta move on from her. She treats you like garbage, and I get that part of you thinks that's what you deserve, but it isn't. You know if I am honest, Y/N would -"

"STOP. I can not think of her that way, nor do I want to. And thank you for the advice, but Alice said she had something to say, so I will hear her out. I am not saying I am going to forgive her; I am saying that I would hear her out and that if her apology is sincere, I would be willing to try and work on things."  Bucky said, cutting Sam off in the process.

"Ohh are you guys talking about Buck's POS ex-girlfriend?", Y/N asked walking up behind them with the key to the door they were all now standing in front of. She threw the key to Sam, and he unlocked the door.

"I am going to stop telling you two anything about my personal life," Bucky grumbled as he kicked the door in and fired shots into the room. They were raiding another enemy bunker with some special tech that needed to be recovered or destroyed. They were a well-oiled machine at this point. As soon as they breached and secured the room, they called for backup. Their job was done now, and it was time for them to go back home. -------------------------------------- 2 Days Later

"My my my Mr.Barnes, you do clean up well.", Y/N said, playful taking in the now cleaned-up Bucky standing in the kitchen.

Sam let out a low whistle, "I know what you are trying to do and it ain't gonna work on her."

"Wait, What are you trying to do?" Y/N questioned. "Nothing, at all. Sam is just being stupid." "Nah, he is trying to make sure that if he has to reject her, he looks good - make her feel bad about cheating..." "Alleged cheating." Bucky interrupted. "Fine..alleged cheating. But he wants to also make sure he turns her on if he decides to forgive her." Sam finished. "OHHHHH makes sense." Y/N snickered, trying to play along.

Bucky sighed and turned. He had a date, no, not date, a meeting to get to, and he wanted to be tastefully late, not rudely late. He was almost out the door when Y/N ran up and said, "Hey Buck, by the way, the outfit works." Then closed and locked the door.

"Why you gotta play with the man like that?" Sam asked, chuckling under his breath. Y/N didn't say anything. She just shrugged her shoulders and walked off to the living room.

She and Sam were in the middle of watching The Fast and The Furious when the door burst open, and Bucky stomped in.

"You're back soon," Y/N said from her spot in the recliner. She had put on a pair of leggings and an oversized shirt once Bucky had left, not expecting to see him until tomorrow morning.

Sam had turned over his shoulder to look at Bucky, "What happened?" "I ... I guess I will never understand the thinking of a woman," Bucky said with finality and bitterness. Sam sighed, "She didn't apologize..." "Nope, not even once. Tried to say it was because I was gone so much," he shot with a dry humorless laugh. Y/N started to stand up and walk toward the kitchen counter, making sure to pull up the oversized shirt so Bucky could see the curve of her ass as she walked. He had always told himself that there could never be anything between them because Y/N was younger, well younger than he was. She was bright and carefree, both things Bucky tended not to be. But he couldn't lie and say after what Sam had said and the comment she had made earlier, he was starting to consider it. His cock twitched in his pants as her hips swayed in the leggings.

"What a shame, Buck. What a shame. Could've been with me this whole time instead of what's her fucking name," Y/N said, turning and hopping up on the counter, only successfully hiding the smirk she had and not the playfully sinful look on her eyes.

Buckys heart studdered and halted, "With you?"

Sam smirked to himself, knowing that Bucky couldn't ignore it now. Sam had seen it a while ago. They complimented each other slowly. Both of them had started to see it too. "Told ya."

"Sam?" "Yea" "Get out now," Bucky snapped, stalking over to where Y/N sat on the counter, pushing into the space between her legs and getting in her face. "You really want this, Sunshine?" Although it mostly came out harsh as he wrapped his arms around her, there was a softness and genuine kindness behind his words.

"You're smart Barnes, I'm sure you can figure it out." Hearing his last name on her lips was all he needed. He lunged forward and captured her lips. His kiss was soft and gentle at first but soon gave way to hunger. Y/N wrapped her legs around Buckys waist and pulled him in even closer. She moaned into him when his hand tugged softly at her hair. She broke the kiss panting. "God, you taste good, Sunshine," Bucky said, pulling Y/N back in. Her hands went to the hem of his shirt and slide her hands underneath. His skin was warm and soft in contrast to the hard muscles that moved along his abdomen. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She tugged at the shirt haphazardly, and Bucky got the idea, pulling away and taking his shirt off. Y/N bit her lips at how incredibly turned on she was by the man in front of her. He had barely touched her, and she could already feel the wetness growing between her legs. Bucky was back to her in a moment, shoving his own hand up under her shirt. She gasped at the cool touch of metal to skin.

"Sunflower, if that's the reaction I get from just wrapping my arms around you - you're gonna be ruined by the end of this." He pushed her shirt all the way up and over her head. He growled when he looked down to find Y/N wasn't wearing a bra and was already bared for him. He palmed her breasts and started to kiss down her neck. One hand continued to palm her while the other went to play and twist her nipple. Y/N bit her lip in hopes of stifling the moan he had pulled out of her. Instead, Y/N slid her hands towards the button of his jeans, desperate to get her hands on him. She was able to get the button and fly of his jeans and immediately slid her finger into the space between his jeans and briefs and felt his hard cock. Bucky twitched in her hand and growled, "Careful, Sunshine, you are making it hard to be a gentleman."

"Maybe I don't want a gentleman," she said, running her hand down the length of his cock. "Just remember, princess, you asked for it." Before Y/N knew what was happening, Bucky had pulled her hand from him, scooped her up, and put her on the floor. Then, he yanked her leggings off of her and pulled himself free of the confines of his briefs. Y/N, just starting to catch up to what had happened when Bucky jerked her up and placed her back down on the counter. Then, he moved back in between her legs and slide two of his metal finger into her. Y/N was glad that Bucky had his other arm wrapped around her. She almost fell backward at feeling him slip in and out of her.

"Oh my ...god...please..." Y/N begged. "What, Sunshine? What do you want?" "More...please..." "That's it, use your words. What exactly what you want?" "You...... I want you in me...... Please...."

Bucky couldn't hold back any longer after hearing Y/N beg for him to be in her. He moved his hand to her hip and slid all the way into her. She was tight and warm and felt fucking fantastic. He pulled her up off the counter, and Y/N wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. Bucky pumped into her, and Y/N could immediately feel her orgasm building. He was hitting her just right, and it turned her on even more than he was able to do while holding her. Bucky could feel his own orgasm building and knew, by the way, she was tightening around him, Y/N wasn't far behind.

"That's it, Sunshine, you like when I fuck you rough. Make you mine."

Y/N couldn't respond. She was cumming hard as Bucky continued to fuck her through it. She had never felt so good in her life.

"Sunshine. Answer me, who is fucking you good?"

"You are James. You are." Bucky's hips stuttered, and his eyes flew open wide. He had expected her to call him by his first name, but he loved the sound of it on her lips. A few more thurst, and Bucky was cumming as well.

They stayed there for a moment, both coming down from their highs. Bucky placed a soft kiss on Y/N's forehead and whisper, "Come on, Sunshine. Let's get you cleaned up for round two."

[marauderundercover]

Taking Chances Chapter 3: Happy Little Accidents (Identities)

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@maribat-bdbwm

Marinette stared at the man in front of her, trying not to let her jaw drop. Sure she’d seen pictures of Bruce Wayne last night, Adrien made sure she was well educated on the man’s less than ideal fashion choices. But his choice of a sharp suit or his eyes that too closely matched hers weren’t why her jaw dropped. No, her jaw dropped because-

“Batman!” She says, in a wonderful moment of word association added to the man’s height and build. Mr. Wayne’s eyebrow quirks up and Marinette’s face instantly turns bright red as she hears the snickers of her classmates around her. Marinette immediately wishes that they would have left her and gone back to the bus without her, but no such luck. Instead they got to see her embarrass herself in front of her bio dad for the first time. Not that they knew that, but still. It was the principle of the thing. 

“I-” Mr. Wayne starts, but she cuts him off. 

“Oh, no, oh my god, I’m- no, I’m so, so sorry. I just, you’re- and you- and well yesterday, um, so I just, you seemed really familiar and I saw Batman yesterday so I said it and I shouldn't have and I'm so sorry I'm just freaking out cause my bi- ohhhhh….I mean-” Marinette rambles on, her blush darkening as she tries and fails to let out a coherent sentence in front of the man. She’s mercifully saved by the sharp blare of an akuma alert, the phones of every one of her classmates blaring at the same time. Mr. Wayne and the other employees in the lobby of Wayne Enterprises look confused, but Marinette is relieved. 

“What-” Mr. Wayne tries to ask, but is cut off yet again. 

“Oh well that’s not good gotta go call Paris-bye!” She yells, rushing away from the group and towards the bathrooms. She groans at the look Kaalki give her when she opens her purse. 

“That was a disaster.” They say simply with an unamused face. Marinette groans again. 

“Please don’t remind me. Tikki, spots on! Tikki, Kaalki, unify!” Marinette yells before calling a portal and falling into Paris, the awkward situation pushed to the back of her mind while she pours her focus into her Ladybug duties. 

---

Bruce Wayne was confused. And worried. But mostly confused. Or, the confusion overweighed the worry until he asked about the alarm on the French class’ phones. That’s when the worry began to take center stage. A supervillian? In Paris? For almost two years? Why was the League not informed? 

“Um, would you like to watch the battle, Monsieur Wayne?” A blonde boy asks, holding his phone out and rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous fashion. Bruce studies the boy for a moment and recognizes him as the one who hugged Miss Dupain Cheng the day prior. His daughter. Who is currently living in a city with a supervillain and no League intervention. Nodding, Bruce takes the phone and watches the battle, his horror growing. There was one hero, rushing around the scene, one of her pigtails singed and soot covering her face. What the hell kind of villain was this? And why did the hero look so small? Bruce flinches as the hero, Ladybug the comments called her, is thrown against a building roughly. He waits with baited breath until she stands back up, her face set in a grimace before she went on the offense with a vengenace. 

“Who is this villain? I’ve never heard of them?” Bruce asks Adrien, not bothering to look away from the fight. 

“I don’t know this one’s name, Akumas all have different names and powers.” Adrien replies. Bruce’ gaze snaps up to meet Adrien’s as his blood runs cold. All. As in, multiple. 

“How many villains?” He asks, thankful that his newly discovered daughter is currently in Gotham instead of Paris, a sentiment he never expected with the crime rates of his beloved city. 

“Oh, there’s only one villain. Hawkmoth. Akumas are just people who’ve had a bad day.” Adrien explains as if it’s a simple concept. 

“And what does that mean?” Bruce asks, feeling frustration creep into his neutral posture. 

“It means that what you’re seeing right now is a normal citizen who’s being controlled. Hawkmoth…. He has the power to control anyone who shows an extreme negative emotion. Heartbreak, anger, sadness, lonelines, anything negative can be used against you. We, Paris that is, don’t blame those who were akumatized. They can’t even remember what they did when they were under his control. It wouldn’t be fair to hold them accountable.” Adrien explains, and Bruce can’t help the feeling of complete and total helplessness that rushes over him. If he went to Paris, even with the intention of helping the hero in order to protect his daughter, he could become an even bigger obstacle. He could hurt her. He could hurt others. 

“Is that why the Justice League isn’t there?” Bruce asks, slightly amused at Adrien’s face rapidly changing from understanding to shocked. 

“I-um, probably? If you want more information, miraculousparis.org or the Ladyblog would be your best places for information.” Adrien offers. Bruce nods, mentally making a note to check out those sites later. 

“Very well. Thank you. I hope the rest of your trip to Gotham is enjoyable.” Bruce says, careful not to slip into a threatening tone. The boy hadn’t done anything to him, and while he might want to play the protective father, he knew it wasn’t his right. Not yet, anyways. Now he had a supervillain to destroy from behind the scenes. 

---

Opening a portal into her hotel room, Marinette sighs tiredly. The battle had been tiring, especially since she was on her own. Chat Noir had some kind of trip that he couldn’t get out of and had aplogized endlessly for it. She had reassured him that she could do it, but now… she knew she could do it but she really missed her partner. Letting both transformations drop, she sighs, relieved that the odd number of girls in their class allowed her to have her own room. Until a gasp filled her ears. She instantly shifts into a fighting position, shoulders tense as she stares at-

“Adrien?!” She yells in shock and confusion. What was he doing? In her hotel room? Without her? How did he even get a key? How was she supposed to explain this? Well, he did know the basics from his time as Aspik but-

“But you’re Multimouse!” Adrien yells before clapping his hand over his mouth, his cheeks instantly turning red. Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“How do you know about that?” She asks, panic rushing through her system. 

“Oh my god.” Adrien says, his eyes widening as he glances from Marinette to Tikki and back again. “Oh my god.”

“Please don’t tell anyone! I know you don’t owe me anything, but I just really don’t know if I can handle being the center of attention and then my family would be in danger and I know they wouldn’t approve because it’s dangerous and I-”

“THE TWO GIRLS I HAVE A CRUSH ON ARE THE SAME GIRL?” Adrien says, his eyes wide as he cuts off her rambling. 

“I- wait what?” Marinette sputters, completely shocked at this turn of events. 

“Well I’ve had a crush on Ladybug for forever and then like a month ago, I was talking to Plagg about how mad it made me that people weren’t listening to you and how hurt you were by the whole high road advice which was, honestly, not my best moment. And somehow, I started ranting about how pretty your eyes are and how kind and amazing you are and so then Plagg told me that that’s a crush, and I thought he was wrong. Until I saw you the next day and realized that he was right but then I felt bad because I felt like I was betraying Ladybug by having a crush on you instead, but Ladybug is you. Which makes sense, now that I think about it and-” Adrien’s cut off by Marinette covering his mouth with her hand, desperate to get him to stop talking. 

“Plagg?” She asks, jumping back from him as the Kwami flies out from Adrien’s pocket. 

“Good job kid, you broke pigtails.” He says, gesturing at Marinette who suddenly felt like the human version of the windows error screen. Could this trip get any weirder?

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[tomdiddlyumptious]

T.H| Just Hurry up Please

summary: honestly coochie be bangin

warnings: shaving? A very talkative thomas and a pregnant women

a/n: i just read back in my messages and i swear these people lift me up so much, i love all of you who keep giving me complements and etc, i love all of you honestly.

“THOMASSS!” you yelled from the room, currently seven weeks pregnant and craving fruit snacks and mini Oreo packs, it made him confused and ask why the mini packs if they all taste the same, they simply do not. 

“yes darling!” he got up and walked to the room, you sighed and lifted yourself up to the headboard before speaking. “i need you to do me a huge favor” 

“if you want me to get you food it isnt a favor” he gently laughed before leaning against the door with his arms crossed. “no i need you to shave me” you simply said and his face dropped. “as innnnnnnn?” he took his hand and pointed south, “if you dont wanna do it you dont have to!-”

“nonononnono wheres the razor” he asked, quickly walking into the bathroom and looking on the counters and in the shower “its uhhhhh-” you snapped your fingers three times “its in the drawer nearest to the right wall!” you said and he nodded, walking to the wall and opening the drawer. “no these are where the towels are!- wait nevermind i went to the wrong wall” he rolled his eyes at his stupidity and went to the other wall, bending down and opening the drawer revealing all of your feminine products but he only grabbed the pack and opened it. taking one out and exiting the bathroom and coming back to you.

“i havent shaved in three months tom, its gonna get complicated down there” you warned him and only chuckled “oh im sure i know everything about heavens” “did you just call my vagina heavens?” “yeah?” you cringed at him before telling him to grab a towel, non scented soap, a squirt bottle and a plastic cup of water, plus a pair of scissors and a little small toothed comb.

“im not giving surgery, right?” he asked, looking at the small table that he set everything on. “you- shut up” you pointed at him before laying down. your pants are off and the two towels, your sitting on them. tom pushed the blankets to his side of the bed so the main focus is you. “alright, get in position”

“position?” tom asked, looking away confused. “As if your, gonna, ya know!” “ohhhhh” he separated your legs and laid on the bed, eye level with your clothed hood. 

“are you ready?” “yes y/n” “pull them off” tom hasnt looked their in what felt like years. so he was excited and eager to pull them off, but when he did his face stood in shock “thomas, stop. your pissing me off” “sorry i didnt expect id be in the jungle” he spaced off, looking up at you as you gave...that look. 

“whats the next step please!” “take the comb and the scissors please” you said, watching as he nodded and reached his arm over and grabbed the items. “you are going to give me a trim, okay?” his jaw dropped at your words “a...trim?”.

you sighed as you let your head rest on the pillow “i swear im not having sex with him ever again” you whispered “WAIT WHAT??? NONONONONONO IM GIVING YOU A TRIM” he quickly got to work, combing through the hairs before cutting them neatly, his tongue poking out the side of his lips as he tried all of the different ways. “Stop playin!” you yelled and he glared at you “your gonna make me stab you on accident!” “mhmm, accident you say?” he rolled his eyes and chuckled before cut more.

“so how do i clean this up?” “did you get the inside?” his eyes widened. “You grow hair inside-” “no tom we dont, move the lips” you ordered, looking as he moved your lip to the side “this is so strange” he muttered to himself, “be careful, i swear if you hurt me-” “i wont!” he took his other hand and replaced his current one pushing the lip away and took the scissors to carefully cut the hairs before repeating on the other side. 

“take the soap and use the water to lather it up” you said and he followed, he lathered it up before placing it down. “okay now spread it on there” “like in between?” “no no, just above it” he placed the soap on the skin, the soft hairs against his hand as he rubbed it in, small circles all over. “open them more please” he said, and you followed. he got your bikini line “now the razor” 

he picked it up “im scared y/n” “your doing good tom, just do swipes, go up then down, then to the side” “alright, i think i got that” he sighed, “and pull my stomach up!” “what?” “push the skin up” you took his free and used it to push up your stomach skin. “like that, okay?” “alright” he groaned before swiping gently up, he did it but avoided one place.

“god damn” he talked to his self, using the squirt bottle to rinse away the hair. “i feel like i should get an award, how ling have we been here for?” “about an hour” “AN HOUR? y/n im not ever doin this again, i can barely see” “keep talking shit” “shit atleast im being honest babe, i feel like i just gained 300 worth of muscle trying to shave this thing” “alright imma fuck you up” “im just sayin” he shrugged, dramatically wiping his forehead while you just starred at him. 

“im telling my kids they father was a very lazy man” “i get up like 78 times a day just to get YOU food, whos lazy?” he said, biting his tongue as he got the bikini line. “exactly, so be quiet before i bite it” “bite what?” your eyebrows furrowed. “oh you know exactly what im talking about, now let me focus”

when he was done he helped you in the shower, rinsing off all the hair he  couldnt get and you looked in the mirror “really? a land strip?” you said, both starring at the line of hair. “yeah i thought we could get matching ones” he shrugged. “you want me to do yours?” you asked looking at him and he nodded. “it shouldnt take an hour....right?” “uhmmmm no” 

“AHHH” he screamed. “WHAT THE FUCK?” you giggled at his yelling. “sorry! but we gotta get this done!” “why the wax? why not the fucking razor?” he yelled in lowercase, you only shrugged before pulling the other side some and he screamed at the top of his lungs. “NO STOP IM NOT DOING IT ANYMORE” he pushed your hand away “tom its the last one...pleaseeee!” you begged, looking at the strip. “i gain all sex privileges back then, deal?” you dramatically thought about it before he smacked his lips and slapped your hand away “ALRIGHT ALRIGHT-” you quickly pulled the paper off and he screamed again. “OHHHH MY FUCKINGGGG GODDD Y/N” he starred at you while you tried to hold in your laughs. “it looks pretty” you choked out before you broke out laughing him still starring at you. “i have to put on some oil first!” picking up the tea tree oil and rubbing it on your finger tips before putting it on him, a sigh of relief leaving his lips as he tilted his head back.

“see! all happy a good now arent cha?” you giggled. “im never doing that again, y/n” “lets go look!” you took his hand and pulled him back into the bathroom, you both stood in silence as you tried posing, his area still slightly red as his penis was just in the air, sitting there. “yeah never again, period” “since when do you say period, thomas?” “since you waxed off my skin” “it was your idea!” “and i regret every minute of it, its only gonna grow back” you glared at him as he gave you a blank stare. “just put on your clothes” “exactly what i was about to say!” 

[obeymebabes]

Hey, can i please have HC reactions of the brothers. What would be their reaction to a MC randomly shouting at lucifer "don't fuck with me or I'll put itching powder in your underwear drawer" either as a joke or as a real threat for whatever reason. I just thought that would be funny.

Ooooo! I love this! This was so fun! Poor MC!

Backstory:

You and the demon brothers were gathered in the study. Things were getting a little heated when everyone started arguing over who broke Lucifer's valuable item. Lucifer, already in demon form stood up and glared directly at you.

"You were the only one in here earlier, and that can only mean one thing dear MC, you broke it."

Standing proud and tall in front of the rage-filled, powerful demon, a slew of words slipped out of your mouth.

"Don't fuck with me Lucifer, or I'll put itching powder in your entire underwear drawer. Don't you dare think I won't."

Everyone now had eyes on you.

~

Lucifer

He was absolutely stunned.

Furious, but stunned.

Had you really just threatened him?

He couldn't contain himself or the anger that flowed through his body.

Had his brothers not been there to step between you two, things would've ended way worse.

Secretly, he realized later that he absolutely loved the courage that you possessed.

Mammon

The look of shock and horror on his face was priceless.

Did they really just say that?

He almost pinched himself to see if he was dreaming.

His mouth was hung open.

This idiot nearly ran out of the room, absolutely terrified that Lucifer was going to hurt him when he found out it was him who actually broke it.

So much for letting him be the only one to protect you.

Levi

Recorded the whole thing on his D.D.D.

"This video is definitely going on DevilTube."

He also posted it to just about every social media platform ever.

"The normie just stood up to Lucifer! ROTFL"

"Lucifer looks SO mad! LOLOLOL!"

Satan

Not so secretly laughing his ass off.

Whispers "you definitely should."

You just gave him the best prank idea.

Also one of the first to step between you both, wanting to protect you.

Very shocked at your bravery.

"Careful Lucifer, you wouldn't want to disappoint your love, Diavolo, by killing the exchange student."

Asmo

"Ohhhhh shit!"

Dramatic gasp!

Stunned and definitely turned on at how confident you are.

"MC, that's an awful threat!"

Definitely laughing.

He is too afraid of getting his precious face hurt but he is definitely on your side.

"You've got to send me that video later, Levi."

Beel

Caught very off-guard by your threat to his older brother.

Angry protective boy activated.

When he sees how Lucifer reacts he's already in his demon form putting you behind him.

"Lucifer, stop."

He hated seeing you in danger.

"You know they wouldn't break something like that."

Belphie

Also laughing his ass off like Satan.

"Damn MC, I never pinned you as the one to threaten Lucifer like that."

When Lucifer tried to make a move, he immediately stopped laughing and went into protective demon mode.

Stepped in front of you alongside Beel and Satan.

"Lucifer we aren't going to let you hurt them."

He helped Beel drag Lucifer away from you.

Nothing is going to hurt his new favorite human.

[your-nerd-is-showing]

Story One: Attack on Titan Levi X Reader ~No Regrets~

Title says it all story takes place when Levi was a crime boss in the Underground City during the OVA.

Content: Smut

Warnings: losing virginity, unprotected sex, Levi being Levi, minors not allowed!

NSFW UNDER CUT

You and Levi had just been caught by the Scout Regiment. A blonde man approached the two of you.

“Where did you learn to use the 3D gear like that?” Asked the man.

Levi just scowled at him. The man looked at the person holding you captive and nodded at him as your face made contact with the pavement.

“I’ll ask you again.” He stepped closer to Levi. “Where did you learn to use the 3D gear?”

He still didn’t answer him.

“Okay let’s try it this way. You’re Levi Ackerman notorious crime boss of The Underground City.” The man looked to you. “and you’re (F/N) (L/N) his right hand. The crimes you have committed cannot go unpunished. Levi Ackerman I have a proposition for you. My name is Erwin Smith I’m the leader of the Scout Regiment, join the Scouts and all of your crimes will be forgiven.”

Levi just looked at the man.

“And you’ll get citizenship on the surface.”

Levi’s eyes widened slightly.

You leaned closer to Levi. “Take it.” You whispered into his ear.

He glanced back at you. “(Y/N) comes with me.”

You looked at him shocked.

Erwin laughed. “You are in absolutely no position to be bargaining with me. What makes her so special? Why should I allow her to join the Scouts?”

“She’s one of the smartest people I have ever met, braver than any man I have met and strong…. Tch you’d be stupid not to take her too. You want me to fight for you, we're a packaged deal.”

Erwin laughed again. “Very well.” He walked up to you. “Your little girlfriend can come too. Take them all.”

The four of you were brought up to the surface, however you and Levi were taken separately from the other two.

“You two are coming with me.” Stated Erwin as you and Levi went into the carriage. The carriage brought you to private barracks, Erwin brought you both inside. “You’ll be sharing this room.” Said Erwin as he opened the door.

Levi raised an eyebrow. “Tch…. Whatever you say.”

“There’s a shower in the room and clean clothes for you. Tomorrow we will head out to the camp.” He said as he shut the door.

You looked at Levi. “You’re fucking crazy you know that Levi.”

“Why can’t you just appreciate what I just did for you?” He replied.

“I do appreciate it more than anything but that was way too risky.” You sat on the bed.

“You know I’m just that good (Y/N).”

“Yea, yea, yea don’t get cocky with me Levi.” You chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you for always thinking about me.”

“Tch…. You’re welcome….” He handed you a towel. “Go shower you smell like the city.”

“Yessir!” You saluted him and laughed.

You stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. You quickly got undressed and got in. You tilted your head back and let out a sigh as the warm water hit your aching muscles. “Ohhhh this feels so good to have a warm shower."

“Damnit Levi he drives me nuts! I can’t tell if he has feelings for me or not! But I-I want him so bad!” You thought to yourself.

You closed your eyes and started to fantasize about Levi being there in the shower touching you. You slowly moved your hand down your body imagining it was him doing this to you. The man that drove you crazy. The only man you ever loved. The mystery that is Levi, that’s why you craved him so badly. You loved the thrill of knowing he trusts you but you don’t know why he trusts you. He’s always been there to save your ass, he’s always been by your side protecting you and you’ve always protected him. You always wondered if there was more to it, you’ve caught him before looking at you but not his normal blank stare, you always see a flicker of something in them. It drove you nuts but it was what kept you going…. Everything you did was for him.

You tilted your head back as you reached your clit gently rubbing it, you let out a low moan and part of you hoped Levi would hear you. “Ohhhhh Levi.” You moaned a little louder as you made little circles around your clit.

Meanwhile Levi was looking at the Scouts uniform and he heard a low moan come from the bathroom. He crept closer to the door to listen.

“Ohhhhhh Levi.” He heard come from the other side.

“Is she touching herself and thinking about me?” Levi said in a low voice to himself. He heard you moan out his name louder this time.

Levi quickly got undressed and snuck into the bathroom. He crept up to the shower and snuck his way in. He stood there and watched you pleasure yourself he had a small smirk on his face as he crept closer.

You had no idea Levi was right behind you as you moaned out his name again. Suddenly you felt a warm breath on your neck and a hand gently groping your breast. “L-Levi!? W-wh-what are you d-doing.”

“If you moan any louder the whole barracks will hear how badly you want me (Y/N).” He whispered into your ear.

You turned around shocked to see Levi’s gorgeous naked body only inches away from yours. Without a second thought your lips made contact with his as you passionately kissed him.

He kissed you back roughly and pushed you up against the shower wall. He broke the kiss traveling his way down running steamy kisses towards your breasts.

You shuddered with pleasure as he gently nipped at your breast. Suddenly you felt a hand move down towards your crotch. You let out a low moan. “L-Levi I-I would never expect this from yo- ooooooh!” You were cut off and moaned out again as you felt him gently rub your clit.

He kissed your lips again pressing his tongue to them. You parted them and he instantly invaded your mouth. You fought his tongue and left no part of his mouth unexplored. You wrapped your arms and legs around Levi pulling him in closer. You could feel the water getting hotter as your bodies became intertwined. Hand on ass, hand on breast, his tip rubbing against your clit it was driving you crazy. He broke the kiss and started to suck on your nipple.

“Ohhhhh L-Levi…. S-shouldn’t we go to the bed so we don’t waste the hot water?”

He stopped his assault on your nipple, reached behind you to turn off the water, in one swift movement he picked you up and carried you to the bed. He gently laid you down his usually emotionless eyes full of wonder and passion started deep into your (E/C) orbs.

“(Y/N) for so long I’ve craved your touch…. I’ve been dreaming about this day.” Levi traced his fingertips along your jawline.

“Well why didn’t you say anything sooner?” You asked.

“I made myself a promise that I wasn’t going to say anything until we got citizenship above ground.”

“And what if we never did?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“I would of told you one day. Now shhhh let our bodies do the talking for us.” He leaned in and kissed you again his tongue dancing with yours as his body pressed closer to you.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt the heat of his length against your throbbing clit. You grabbed the back of his head pushing yourself even closer to him your body begged to be touched by Levi.

He broke the kiss. “Not so fast (Y/N).” He leaned into your ear. “I want to savior this.” He lightly nipped at your lobe making you shiver. He ran steamy kisses down your jawline lightly licking and nipping at your neck. He continued his was down to your breasts kissing all around the nipple before assaulting it with his tongue again.

“Ohhhhh Levi.” You moaned out as he nibbled at your breast.

He soon made his way over to the other breast giving it the same care and attention. Then he stopped and came up to kiss you again. His soft lips crashed into yours as he fiercely kissed you completely invading your mouth.

You were going crazy right now, you couldn’t believe this was actually happening after all this time you’re finally with the man you loved. You wrapped your legs around his waist, once again your body begging for him. You felt his throbbing tip rub against your soaking entrance you let out a loud moan as he slightly slipped in but of course Levi only teased you a little.

“What did I say (Y/N)?” He said sensually choking you. Levi kissed your lips again and traveled his way down between your legs. He kissed the inner part of your thighs his hair tickled your crotch, you squirmed at every touch.

You rolled your head back gripping onto the sheets as he rubbed your outside your lips, you were completely in his control. “Mmmmm baby I like that.”

“I’m just getting started.” Levi said smugly as he gently teased your opening. He gently plunged a finger into your throbbing hole slowly he moved it in and out of you.

Your body moved in sync with every thrust of his finger, you could feel yourself getting wetter as juices leaked out of you.

“You’re loving this aren’t you?” He asked.

“M-more than you k-know Levi.”

“Good.” He pushed a second finger in, making you writhe in pleasure as he pumped his fingers in and out of you.

“Ah- ahhhhh b-be careful!” You winced.

“Sorry I got a little carried away.” He tenderly kissed your outer lips. “I’ll be more careful.” He dove right in to your throbbing core, lightly licking and sucking on your clit.

You could feel the heat rising on your skin as he swirled his tongue around, you let out a loud moan and gushed into his mouth.

It took Levi by surprise. “What was that?” He looked confused.

“I-I have no idea.” You were red from embarrassment.

“I don’t know ether but I liked it. I hope you do it again (Y/N).” He went back down and licked you clean.

“Ohhhhhh Leviiiiii! P-pl-please don’t s-stoppppp!” You moaned out as you gushed again, you grabbed his hair grinding against his face. You had no control over your body as your walls clenched around his fingers you rode out your first orgasm.

“Well that’s one.” He said smugly. “one of many more tonight I hope.” He went back down and licked up the juices hoping you would gush again.

You hooked your legs around his shoulders pulling him in closer as you tugged on his hair. You felt yourself release into his mouth again, shivers running down your spine as he licked up every last drop.

Levi finally came up, wiped his face before he leaned in to kiss you as he positioned himself right at your soaking entrance. He teased you by slightly inserting the tip just barely grazing your hole, your body trembled beneath him.

You moaned into his mouth as he teased you even more, you couldn’t take it you started bucking your hips uncontrollably. You broke the kiss. “L-Levi I-I can’t take it anymore I’m going crazy…. Please.” You leaned into his ear. “I want you inside me now Levi.” You shyly demanded.

“Yes princess.” He kissed you deeply as he slipped in slowly he started to thrust.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he fit in, you pulled on his hair and yelped into his mouth, both of you feeling a pop. You loosened your grip as he slowly pumped in and out of you.

He broke the kiss. “Are you ok?” He asked.

“Yes I am fine Levi.” You smiled at him.

“Good.” He started, to thrust harder, going deeper and deeper every time.

Your body moved in perfect sync with Levi's as he pounded you. You could feel another orgasm coming on, you arched your back and moaned out as your walls clung to his member releasing yourself all over him.

“That’s two.” He said as he picked you up and set you in his lap. He held you close as you rocked your hips back and forth. Both of you clinging to each other for dear life.

You readjusted your legs so you were kneeling, I glint of fire gleamed in your eyes as you pushed him down taking control. You wildly pounded his member into you as you rocked your hips. The sound of you slamming down on him became so loud it started to echo. Then you slowed down the pace savoring it all as you slowly grinded on him.

Levi tilted his head back and let out a low grunt if satisfaction as you rode him, he grabbed your ass and spread your cheeks as he got in motion with you. He was loving every minute of riding him, as you slammed down on his throbbing length.

He took you by surprise and pulled you off of him, laying you down on your side he lifted your leg up and entered you again.

You reached a whole other level of satisfaction as he plunged in and out of you. Your body was moving on its own as he went harder, you felt another orgasm coming on. “Ohhhhhhh Leviiiiii!” You screamed out in pleasure as you released yourself again soaking the two of you completely.

“That’s three.” He said smugly as he went deeper in you. “Can we make it to four and five?” He leaned in closer. “I certainly hope so I’m loving this right now (Y/N).” He pulled out and bent you over as he slipped in from behind. He spread your cheeks again so he could have better leverage. He slowed the pace and looked down in wonder as he watched his length slide in and out of you. “God damn (Y/N) you are so amazing.” He moaned out as you got back in sync with him. “That’s a good girl fuck me like its your job!”

“Y-yes L-Levi!” You panted as you picked up the pace riding his entire length. Your body started to shake as you felt another climax coming. You moaned out as you came again.

“Number four.” He pulled out once again and laid you back on the bed. His breathing was heavy, as his gorgeous body glistened with sweat. He leaned in to kiss you as he entered you again. Levi started to pound you faster than ever before, your body was becoming exhausted from all the sex. “(Y/N) I’m-I'm going to cum….”

You leaned into his ear. “Then release yourself inside me.”

He looked at you shocked, but nodded his head. He let out a low moan as you clung to him your walls clenching around him as you reached your final climax, he released his seed inside you. He collapsed on the bed next to you breathing heavily. “N-number five. (Y/N) t-that was amazing.” He pulled you in close nuzzling into your neck.

You smiled. “No you’re amazing Levi.”

He lifted his head and smiled at you. “No you are (Y/N).”

[newtonsheffield]

Hellooooo hope you’re doing good! Basically I went to London today and I really wanted to go to the Natural History Museum so I could find myself a Goose- alas I didn’t end up going to the museum, thus not finding a Goose on my travels. Sigh. So I was wondering if instead I could request some Eddie & Goose content? Thank youuuu ✨

Ohhhhh Man! I tell you what, I need to start walking quickly round corners in Museums and see what shakes out! If anyone tries this method of securing a husband, please let me know. Enquiring minds and all that! Aaaaand I hope you had fun in London even without getting to meet a handsome Gander. Man, I miss going to big cities. I live in a small town (Pop.5000) which is probably an hour and a half from a regional city (Cairns, QLD if anyone is curious, Right off the Great Barrier Reef) but the next like... Capital (Big) city is a two day drive from me or a 3 hour plane ride so... Australia is a behemoth country and there's nothing there!

ANYWAY! Eddie and Goose, Beautiful little beans. Do you wanna see Goose's birthday?

Play the theme song 🎶 Eddie and Goose, Eddie and Goose, two little sunshine kiiiids 🎶

As embarrassing as it was to say, none of Edwina's ex boyfriends had ever celebrated her birthday, she honestly hadn't even wanted them too which certainly should have been a sign that they'd had so many red flags they were practically wearing a red poncho, which meant, in turn, she'd actually never celebrated a boyfriend's birthday. So maybe it was stupid but when her fiancé had smiled happily and said "I don't usually do anything for birthdays, I just buy a cupcake and call it a day if I can't get out to my mum's." She'd been a little disappointed. She knew he didn't mean it as a rejection, but even so it stung a little.

But even so she'd spent weeks trying to decide on the perfect gift for Matthew. She'd asked Kate's advice, nervously hovering in her kitchen as Anthony flitted around his pregnant wife, in full mother hen mode once more. "I got Anthony engraved cufflinks the first Valentines we were together." Kate said, humming happily, kissing her husband's cheek when he placed a muffin in front of her. Edwina scoffed. "Cufflinks?! Jesus Kate, you two are so boring!" She said a little irritatedly "Hey!" Kate said indignantly, "He needed them, his broke!" Anthony nodded, a little indignantly at her. Edwina rolled her eyes, "Sorry, you didn't tell me they were a practical gift. How romantic." "I wear them every day, and I like looking at them knowing Kate picked them for me." Anthony said pointedly, rolling his own eyes in response before scooping a wriggling Edmund up. "Here's an idea Eddie, why don't you give Goose back your engagement ring for his birthday?" Anthony chuckled to himself as Kate rolled her eyes, and Edwina swept from the room with a "You two are useless!" and a rude hand gesture.

Even so, something about what Anthony had said had stuck in her mind, and now she was left hovering nervously in the doorway of her bedroom, The sandwich cake she'd made from Anthony's recipe balanced on a plate, the wrapped box burning against her hand. He was just stirring when she entered the room, his eyelids flickering open slowly, scanning the room for her, the soft crooked smile that had first made her heart skip slowly dawning on his face as his hand groped around for his glasses.

"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear Matty, Happy birthday to you." Edwina sung lightly as she made her way through the bedroom, crouching slightly as she held the cake out to him, his sleepy smile causing the butterflies in her stomach to beat more furiously. "Make a wish." she whispered softly as he blew out the candles leaving a soft kiss on her cheek. "You really didn't have to go to all the trouble." he said, leaving the cake on the bedside table in favour of tugging her down to sit across his legs. "That's a bake off winning cake thank you very much Matthew Bagwell. Paul Hollywood gave me a handshake for that cake. Many a man would think themself very lucky to have me back that cake for them." she said teasingly, unable to stop the smile on her face. "I don't doubt that at all." Silence echoing softly through the room as their eyes caught softly.

And then, "I got you this as well." Edwina said awkwardly, forcing the box into his hand before she could lose her nerve. He stared curiously down at it "Eddie I said you didn't have to get me anything." He said softly, something like disbelief in his voice. Edwina scoffed, "Can you just open it and tell me if you want me to return it before I lose my nerve entirely?" Matthew stared curiously at her for a second before he tugged lightly on the bow unwrapping it painfully slowly, his hand smoothing over the box before he finally opened it. He stared down at the watch silently, his finger tracing the engraving on the bezel From Edwina to Matthew Forever and Always. Edwina could feel her her teeth cutting into her bottom lip as the silence stretched on.

"It's okay if you don't like it." She said softly, nerves clawing at her chest, "I can take it back and get another one, or maybe something else? I just... I know you don't wear a watch and I thought maybe it's because you didn't have one, but if it's because you don't like them them-" Matthew cut off her rambling with a soft kiss, and she felt herself relax instantly against him. His voice shook slightly when he pulled back. "How could I not love this?" His eyes were shining behind his glasses, "I was just a little taken aback because honestly... I think this watch probably cost more than I make in six months." Edwina started to protest but he shook his head softly. "I'm not rejecting it, Honey I love it. And I'm going to wear this so much you'll be sick of the sight of it."

But honestly every time she saw it clasped firmly on his wrist she got a little thrill. Even more so when Anthony begrudgingly said the next week. "That's a nice watch, Goose." and Matthew grinned brightly, his arm around her waist. "Thanks! Eddie got it for my birthday!" Kate's head shot up. "Oh? A practical gift, Edwina. How romantic!" She said laughing at Matthew's perplexed expression, as Edwina shot her sister a rude hand gesture.

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Whumptober 2021

Day 2 - Alt. Prompt #3 - Caning

Ohhhhh boy this one is a bit late. I kept getting distracted while writing it and now it's 1:30 in the morning. It's still October 2nd somewhere, right? Anyway I did enjoy writing this so I hope you guys enjoy reading it! It's a follow-up from day 1! because I love Darion :))

I'm writing for Felix soon I promise

Warnings: Caning/beating (obviously), implied slavery

Word Count: 1,340

Alt. Prompt #3 – Caning

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It had been three weeks since Darion first woke up as Igneous’ captive, and they weren’t any closer to escaping. Just the opposite, in fact – their situation was even more hopeless than before – which they were reminded of every time they remembered the bronze metal bands that circled their neck and upper right arm.

Igneous had installed them on the second day, and Darion had fought against it, or tried to, but they were chained down and there was nothing they could do, and by the Stars, they had never felt so helpless.

The collar – the slave collar – was enchanted. A powerful spell that bound Darion’s life force to Igneous, meaning that Igneous could kill them with little more than a thought. It also meant that Darion couldn’t kill Igneous without killing themselves. In short, they were trapped until they could get the damn thing off. The armband wasn’t anything special. It marked them as a ‘dangerous’ slave; someone to be watched closely and not allowed near weapons. From what Igneous had told them, they suspected that all of his slaves wore it.

So, yes, they were trapped. But that didn’t mean they were going to be cooperative.

The door to their cell creaked and swung open as Igneous entered and walked toward them. Darion didn’t move from where they were sitting against the far wall. They were tired, their entire body ached and throbbed from three weeks of what Igneous called ‘training’ and they just wanted to rest.

“Get up.”

Darion clenched their jaw and stared at the floor. They heard Igneous’ short staff whistle through the air and flinched back, but it didn’t hit them – instead the wooden stick stopped a hair’s breadth from the side of their head.

“You’re not going to accomplish anything if you make this hurt more than it’s already going to,” Igneous said calmly. “Get up.”

Darion hesitated, then slowly pushed themselves up, first to their knees, then to their feet. The chains on their arms and ankles rattled with the movement. They swallowed hard, fighting back the wave of nausea brought by the pain radiating through their body. Igneous’ staff rested atop their bare shoulder.

“Good.” The staff moved away. “Are you ready to follow orders now?”

“Fuck you,” Darion snapped, but the anger in their voice sounded forced even to their own ears.

Igneous gave a hmm of disapproval. “Not quite there yet, I see.” He brought his staff up and smacked into the palm of his left hand. Darion barely held back a flinch at the movement. “Well, you know how to end this, if your pride will allow it.”

That was all the warning he gave before he swung the weapon against Darion’s side. They stumbled, not prepared to take the blow, but righted themselves quickly. Their chains scraped and clinked against each other. The next stroke landed across their back, then again on their side, then their arms – the gaps between each strike were unpredictably timed, just enough that Darion could never know exactly when the next one would hit.

An especially hard blow fell against the back of their legs, and they nearly fell, only just catching themselves before they landed on their knees. They barely had time to straighten up again before a blow across their shoulders made them double over again. They never allowed themselves to let out more than a gasp of pain at the hardest blows because they couldn’t bear the thought of being reduced to screams and tears at the easiest part of the pain.

Another strike, a stumble, a breath, a pause – a hit against their arm, and they bit their lip to keep quiet, almost forgetting to breathe in the space before the next – crack, and they felt blood trickling down their back as their skin split from the blows, then again – crack in nearly the same spot, and they stumbled hard, tears burning in the back of their eyes, before the next blow sent them to their knees.

They barely had time to think ‘fuck’ before the staff was raining down blows without pause, because that’s what happened when they fell, when they couldn’t even fucking stand up properly. They pulled their shaking arms over their head as the stick struck them again and again and again and again – at some point, their cries began to choke off into sobs, until finally, the pain stopped coming.

They tried to stifle their whimpers as they curled further in on themselves on the ground. The end of the staff slammed into the ground next to their head.

“Get up.” Igneous didn’t even sound winded.

Slowly, carefully, Darion moved their arms away from their head and tried desperately to gain control of their breathing as they pushed themselves up. Their chains dragged against the floor with every movement and pulled against their aching limbs. The weight dragged them down, and they had to fight not to give in and collapse on the floor. Their body screamed in protest, and another sob escaped them as they maneuvered their battered legs underneath them so that they could stand.

By the time they made it onto their feet they were trembling from head to foot, and they knew they wouldn’t be able to stand for long.

“Good,” Igneous said.

They steeled themselves for the next blow, and then the next, until their vision blurred, and their legs gave out and they were on the ground again, curling in on themselves against the horrible barrage of pain on top of pain on top of pain – until it stopped again, and they were allowed to breathe, in shuddering gasps that sent tremors through their body.

“Get up.”

Darion could barely hear him over the ringing in their ears. The staff struck their back again and their cry was more of a whine, their abused throat unable to manage anything more.

“Get up,” Igneous repeated, his voice as calm as ever.

Darion tasted blood in their mouth. “Please,” they whispered, their voice breaking. “I – I can’t –” they cut themselves off, unable to continue.

“Alright then,” Igneous said. “Stay there, if you wish.”

He raised the staff, and Darion could only shudder and wait for the blows to come again. They could barely think past the pain, could barely manage to scream or even to breathe in between blows.

When it stopped, Stars, they thought they might do anything for the agony to end. Igneous was talking but they couldn’t make out what he was saying until the staff slammed against the ground, and they knew they couldn’t take any more –

“Please,” they gasped. “Please, s-stop –”

“You know how to make this stop,” Igneous said.

The cane slammed into their back and they couldn’t breathe –

Darion sobbed, because they were in so much fucking pain, but they couldn’t give in, they couldn’t –

Igneous raised the staff, and Darion broke.

“No, wait –” they choked down their pride and forced the words out. “Please, please – m-master,” they whimpered.

Igneous was silent above them for several seconds.

“Say it again,” he said softly.

Darion closed their eyes and fought back a flood of humiliation. “Please…master.”

Igneous laughed lightly. “There you are,” he said, satisfaction dripping from his voice. “Isn’t that better, mutt?”

Shame clawed its way through Darion’s chest and held back any response they could have given. They didn’t move from their position at Igneous’ feet, shaking with pain and anger and fear and the degradation of it all.

“We made good progress today,” Igneous said. “I only hope that you won’t have forgotten it all by tomorrow.”

Darion didn’t register when Igneous left the room, they only heard when the door shut with a clang that rang in their ears for what seemed like an eternity. They didn’t bother trying to move when they were alone. They shut their eyes tighter and tried to promise themselves that they would be stronger when tomorrow came, even though they knew that it was a lie.

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[audreyimagines]

new edition

pairing - like the whole smp?? x gn! reader

summary - congrats! ur the new member!

word count - 832

notes - living out my fantasy :)) so fun

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“ur so slowwwww!” tommy’s voice was loud and groaning in your headset, and you cringed a bit.

“it’s loading dumbass,” you shot back, and you heard tubbo’s laughter through your other ear.

never in your life did you think you’d be here, with two of the most famous streamers in your ears and as your friends about to take you onto the dream smp.

but, you were. and so you clicked and waited and kept clicking and clicking until you gasped. a chorus of “what!” sounded in your ears.

“it’s loading!” the joy in your voice seeped through despite yourself. it had become a habit to remind yourself you were now equals to these guys, but every once and a while the idea of their fame took over.

and then, you were in.

tommy and tubbo’s characters were at you in a second, spiraling out of the sky with their tridents. they erupted with laughs that broke the mics, and your chat was frantic with excitement.

the boys were talking over one another, arguing about who to introduce you to first. you just giggled, running around, before an arrow shot out of the tree and killed you instantly. your eyes shot down to the bottom of the screen, and you saw “earth was slain by dream.” underneath that, there was a message from niki saying hello, and then dream’s message:

don’t worry, it’s everyone’s welcome

you rolled your eyes and quickly typed back, “whatever you said, green boy,” to which the disc boys howled in your ears. your whole chat was spammed with disc emotes and your smile grew bigger.

———-

your first day on the smp was very eventful.

from meetings with quackity....

“la drogas!” these were the first words you heard out of his mouth as he joined the vc. “BIG Q” filled your chat.

“hello quackity,” your grin was unbeatable. this was a guy you’d looked up to for forever.

“would you like some special candy man?” his voice was teasing, light, and you couldn’t believe it was directed at you.

“you’re telling me you haven’t ate it all?” you smiled, and quackity’s laugh rang through your ears.

to a random lore introduction?

the last thing you’d expected was first day lore. but there you were, running around with big q, and suddenly you were by the vines of the egg.

“stupid egg,” you giggled, and broke a few blocks. in a flash, bad was next to you. in real life, you startled, surprised by his instant reaction.

“hello earth.” his voice was cool, calm. polite, with a bit of a charm to it, but no friendliness.

“hello bad!” your voice was slightly more cheerful.

“i see you’ve met the egg,” he said, and you could hear how laced with pride his words were. you nodded, before remembering only chat could see you, and you hummed a yes.

“i’m afraid we can’t have you breaking the vines though.” his tone was so cool, so calm, that you suspected it was lore. and when you glanced at discord to see a dm from him saying, “play along,” you took a deep breath.

“my apologies bad. i’m new here, you see.”

“ohhhhh...so that’s why we haven’t seen you,” bad’s character turned to ant’s who’d suddenly appeared, and suddenly the charm was on 100x more.

“well! the egg will be very pleased to meet new people. you’ll join us for dinner in a few days?” he said it as a statement, and so you agreed. they left discord, and walked away in game. you turned to quackity and chat.

“what the FUCK.”

oh! and we can’t forget ender boy!

tubbo had dragged ranboo onto the smp to speak with you. you’d had similar origin stories, what with blowing up so suddenly.

“hello?” ranboo’s voice was deeper and raspier than you’d remembered from your few conversations. then you checked the clock, and realized it was...

“my god ranboo it’s so early your time. you don’t have to come on.”

“i’m already up,” ranboo said, sounding more coherent by the second, “and besides my little enderboy needs to meet your little earthy person.”

your smile was eating your face.

...to the big dream man himself.

your smp introduction to dream, minus the death at the beginning, was right before you ended stream.

you were saying your goodbyes to the bench trio, getting ready to move to your ending screen, when a new voice joined the call.

“hello.”

it was dream. and he was talking to you. you scrambled to find words to say.

“hello dream!” maybe your voice was too excited.

“enjoying your first day on the smp?” his voice was so smooth, amused.

“of course,” your face was getting hot from nerves.

“well i’ll let you end stream but hey,” he paused, “be careful with the company you’re keeping.” his icon punched tommy’s, and with an indignant shout tommy was switching to the diamond sword in his inventory and you & dream was wheezing.

[bisexualsforprompto]

Cat Fight

Based on this art by @gajer-1226

TW: major character death and suicide, please read at your own risk

“...Marinette?”

Cried a panicked and pained voice from far away. So far away it seemed, as Marinette felt herself slip in and out of consciousness. Letting out a hum, all she could muster to say in greeting to the strange shadow who whispered her name, Marinette let her eyes close slightly. Her pillows were soft beneath her head and her sheets were a comforting warmth. She felt weak laying down, but couldn’t even remember when she had done it.

She suddenly felt warm hands on her. One on her cheek and the other intertwined in her limp hand. Willing her eyes to open, Marinette let out a small whimper that sent pain straight to her side.

“Don’t move,” said the figure, who Marinette belatedly realized was her boyfriend, Damian. He inhaled sharply.

“What happened?” He muttered, squeezing Marinette’s hand.

Her eyes looked dull and almost a pale grey rather than the joyous bluebell he’d known so well. The last bit of life he felt in her hand started to seep out slowly as her eyes began to close.

“No!” Damian yelled, taking his hand out of hers and placing both on her cheeks, “Don’t close your eyes, beloved.”

“Hmmm...hurts...Dami.”

“I know,” he said, pulling out his phone he forced himself to stay calm. He began to dial, “Just stay strong for a while. Help is on the way.”

Marinette’s hand was quickly on the arm hold up his phone. She whispered something unintelligible and nodded her head slightly. Prying his hand off his phone, Marinette instead moved Damian’s palm to her heart.

“Chat Blanc.” Was all she said.

“The akuma?” Damian asked, slowly rising in anger. Did he do this to her? ‘I’m going to skin him alive,’ he thought.

With a small smile, Marinette pointed weakly to her shelf. On it was a normal looking silver ring.

“Please,” was all she said.

Then her body went limp before him and her eyes glazed over.

“No.” Damian said, he began to shake her, “No, no, no.”

He squeezed her hand, hard. Almost enough to bruise.

“Wake up. Wake up right now Dupain-Chang, or I’ll...I’ll...”

He looked away and to the ring she had pointed to.

What was so special about it? Did she want him to have it, or did she want it herself?

Damian felt possessed as he walked over to the shelf and slowly picked the ring up. In a flare of magic a small creature appeared before him.

“Ugh finally! I was beginning to think I’d never get fed again!” The black cat bug thing? said before taking a double take at the boy in front of him, “You’re not pigtails...”

“Who are you?” Damian demanded, crossing his arms, “If you can fix this, you’d better do it right now.”

“What?” The creature asked, “fix wha...”

The green eyes of the cat fell on the pale body laying in Marinette’s bed.

“Pigtails...” He whispered. He then hardened and trained his eyes on the boy, “What happened to her?”

“Answer my questions first.”

“Huh?” The creature asked before nodding, “Right...My name is Plagg, I’m a kwami, basically, I’m the god of destruction. And as for fixing her...”

Plagg shifted his gaze from Damian’s, “I’m sorry kid...”

Damian narrowed his eyes, “Why exactly are you here then?!”

Plagg sighed, “Pigtails...your girl...she was involved in some things...”

Damian raised his brow. Coldly, he spat, “Talk.”

~~~~~~~~~

Running on the rooftops was nothing new for Damian, but running on the roofs of Paris was something completely new for him.

Somehow the atmosphere was different from Gotham’s. Cleaner air, more beauty and lights, but somehow there was more despair in his heart...

Damian had to be strong. He’d seen death before, this one shouldnt phase him. He remembered his training from the League, block out all distractions.

Marinette was a distraction. Logically, he knew that, but it didn’t stop the stabbing in his heart, as if thinking that was wrong. Guilt.

Why was he feeling guilt?

He wished he could tear out every emotion from his body...why did it have to be like this? He felt like guilt, regret and sadness were tearing his body apart.

But at the forefront of them all...

Revenge.

~~~~~~~~

“Little kitty on a roof, all alone without his lady~”

Chat swung his legs as he sat on a roof overlooking Paris. His eyes were trained on his love’s room.

It all happened so fast.

He didn’t want to hurt her.

He hadn’t meant to hurt her.

She was supposed to be indestructible as Ladybug...why did she detransform?

Why would his lady detransform?

Was it an act of revenge?

She hated him so much she’d rather die than be with him?

Chat hummed to himself and thought, no that wasn’t it.

Did she do it because she wanted the destruction of everything? Just like him?

Was her act of destroying herself a way of telling him she was on his side? After all, he was the destruction to her creation...

Yes, that had to be it...

She wanted everything destroyed just like him because she believed in him. She believed in Chat Blanc.

If only he had the cat miraculous as well as the ladybug earrings that he’d taken off his love.

Then he could bring her back...

After all, what would his destruction matter if he didn’t have someone to share it with?

She must’ve trusted him to bring her back.

He was touched, really he was. And thinking of bringing her back to be his queen in a completely destructed world made him smile.

And laugh.

“How can you be laughing?” Hissed a voice from behind him.

Chat whipped his head around. His eyes unfeeling as he gazed upon a man in a cat costume.

He felt anger boil inside him as he realized this fake cat had stolen what was rightfully his.

“Give me that ring.”

The cat shoved his hand that had the ring into his side.

“No.”

Chat grit his teeth, “Give it to me now. She wanted me to have it. Me not you!” He snarled as he lunged for it.

“How dare you...” the cat whispered, as he drew his blade, “You don’t know what she wanted, you killed her...

“You bastard cat...” continued the poser as he brought his blade into a fighting position.

Chat brought up his finger without emotion. He would take back that ring and get his lady back no matter what.

He felt the destructive energy well up inside of him until he let it all go, unleashing a deadly beam of energy to his opponent.

The cat dodged, flipping agilely and effortlessly as he sidestepped the destruction.

Chat huffed, “Just who are you?!”

“I’m Kharaab, but you know me as Damian, don’t you...Adrien?”

“I am Chat Blanc.” He said as he aimed again.

Of course it was Damian...that nuisance had always been in the way of him and his lady. He dated her, made it impossible for Adrien to even get near her...

“I’m surprised you don’t want her alive Damian,” Chat said, “Although, you never did love her like I did...”

Damian lunged for him, his claws almost scratching Chat’s face.

Chat grabbed Damian’s hand and quickly pulled him inwards. He hissed into his ear, “You didn’t deserve her...”

Damian grit his teeth. He kneed Chat in the groin, “And you did?”

Sweeping his legs out from under him, Damian continued speaking, “You think you were entitled to her, but you never cared about her feelings. You’re the reason she’s de-“

“And I’m the reason she’ll be alive after this!” Chat screamed as he quickly aimed his fingers toward’s Damian’s face.

Damian grabbed Chat’s fingers, applying more pressure than necessary and practically breaking them.

Chat held in his pain.

“SHE’S NOT COMING BACK!” Damian hollered, “How deranged are you that you can’t see that.”

He kicked Chat in the face, still holding onto his fingers.

“I could’ve saved her,” Damian muttered to himself, “Put her into a Lazarus pit...but because of you, I had to leave her. Who knows if she’ll even be there once I’m finished with you!”

He punched Chat in the face with his other hand, taking a small amount of pleasure from the blood he saw trickle down.

“You can’t save her,” Chat grinned wildly, his bloody face making his smile all the more gruesome, “No matter how hard you try, I’m her prince, her white knight, not you. Once I take my ring back my lady and I will be reunited.”

“What nonsense are you spouting now?!” Damian growled, pushing Chat down into the concrete.

He placed his steel shoe onto Chat’s face and listened for the ever-satisfying crack.

But instead he heard Chat chuckle in a pained voice.

“So Plagg didn’t tell you...figures.” He winced as he tried pushing Damian’s shoe away, “With both the Ladybug and cat miraculous...the earrings I have and that little ring on your finger...I can bring her back.”

Chat smiled softly as he watched Damian’s bewildered expression, “With both miraculouses the user is granted one wish, why do you think Hawkmoth wanted them?”

Damian teetered between shock and anger, “Y-you’re lying.”

“Am I?” Chat whispered, “Fine then. Kill me and spend the rest of your life without her...At least I’ll be reunited with her at last.”

Damian pressed toe a bit harder onto Chat’s skull, hearing the white clad boy groan. With a sigh, Damian moved his foot off. He flipped Chat over to grab his arms.

“Where’s your akuma?”

Chat was silent. All he did was simply laugh. A laugh that turned into a loud and long cackle.

“I see you’ve bested me. Ohhhhh well!” He said in a mock sing song. Snickering, he finally looked back at Damian.

“Do me a favor would you?”

Damian cocked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes.

“Take the earrings in my back pocket.” Chat instructed, “Then Break my bell, the akuma is in there.

“Once you cleanse the akuma...” Chat have him a deadly grin, “Bring her back, will you?”

Wordlessly, Damian took the earrings out, if nothing else but to keep them away from Chat.

He grabbed the bell next. Just as he broke it, Chat broke out of his grasp.

“Well our time together is almost at its end. Put on those earrings, say the magic words and cleanse the akuma.” Chat’s expression went into a Cheshire grin, “And don’t forget what I told you...bring her back.”

Damian placed the earrings on himself, feeling a new transformation bond with Plagg.

He’d never felt so much power...

Chat slowly backed away, towards the edge of the roof as Damian fidgeted with his new yo-yo.

Grabbing the akuma in his new yo-yo, Damian watched as it began to re-emerge as a white butterfly.

“I can feel that this is coming to an end...” Chat said as he started swirling in black bubbles, “Well...” he whispered as he backed onto the ledge of the roof.

“Adieu.” He winked as he let himself fall off.

After hearing the crack on concrete and shrill screams from below, Damian knew...

He lowered his eyes and hung his head.

He couldn’t say he was unhappy with the cat’s death, but he couldn’t get the words out of his head. ‘Bring her back.’

He knew...he knew Chat hadn’t meant the Lazarus.

And somehow, he remembered something Chat has said earlier...about a wish.

It was possible he was lying, but...

With a shaky breath Damian called upon his power.

“I wish—“

[katefiction]

Love me royally

by simplylovelyfanfiction / 2012

I could only access chapters 5-7 of this story.

Chapter 5: family vows & boyfriend wows (love me royally)

“how did you know?” kate questioned her sister’s sixth sense.

pippa shook with excitement. “i don’t know. i just had this feeling that you were and i knew the moment that you said you were going to live with him that something was going on. am i right?”

“that’s not the reason why we moved in together.” she assured her. “we were just friends then.”

“now, you’re more than friends. ohhhhh.” she sounded childish as she harassed her sister about her relationship.

“pippa. shhh!” kate held her finger to her lips and pointed towards the kitchen. “i haven’t told them yet.”

“are you going to tell them?” pippa raised her eyebrow at her. it was as if she were wondering if kate was going to tell anyone about her secret affair with will.

“yes.” she simply answered.

“i just can’t believe it.” her sister was in complete awe of the situation. big eyes with her jaw dropped, she looked like a child who saw the tooth fairy for the first time.

as kate continued to share the adventure of her and will coming along the path of dating, she felt giddy with excitement too. she played it off to pippa as if the whole thing was casual, but really she was still just as shocked that she too had snagged herself a prince. flashbacks of the first night they shared their real kiss together sent dancing chills down her spine and for moment she caught her girlish smile break through her façade.

“you are the luckiest girl in all of england.” pippa chimed.

shuffles from the kitchen distracted them as their mother popped her head out from around the corner to announce that lunch was ready. the smell of baked chicken and steamed vegetables filled the kitchen and was now slowly drifting into the living the room where they sat. kate glanced over at pippa, who was clearly still beaming from the surprising news. she tapped her knee and pippa calmed down.

“let me tell them, not you.” kate gritted through her teeth.

the thudding footsteps of james came down the hallway, as he too smelled the deliciousness of the meal that her mother had prepared. her father sat quietly at the table reading the newspaper while sipping on his coffee. watching her father so relaxed made her miss being home as much as she used to be. “pip, what are you all smiles about?” james asked taking a seat.

“what?” she looked startled. “i don’t know i’m just happy.”

“you could flash a smile every now and then james.” her mother added and set down the plates with the steaming hot food.

“i smile.” he snapped back. “anyways, pippa has got that smile on her face like she knows something.”

kate’s stomach dropped. fear set in that this whole thing was going to be disaster. “the food looks amazing mum.” she tried to steer away from their conversation.

“thank you kate.” she took a seat next to her father. taking a sip of her wine, she cleared her throat and leaned back in her chair. “james is right. what is it pippa? care to share with the rest of us.”

“i know nothing.” pippa said and took a bite of her carrot.

“liar.” james chuckled. “you’ve always been the worse at keeping secrets.”

she was watching this whole thing unfold. kate kept quiet until she felt that it was appropriate for to finally chime in on her news, whenever that would be. keeping the spotlight on her younger sister would do for now, but sooner or later all eyes would be on her.

“james bug off.” she snipped at him.

“children.” her father finally spoke up. “i hear enough of you two bicker all day and night, let kate speak. we haven’t heard a single word about how she has been doing since the university started back up. so how have you been katie?”

katie. her father and mother were the only ones that called her that and it made it ten times harder for her to find the words to tell them. “i’ve been good. i’ve been busy.” a soft snort escaped pippa and she kicked her under the table.

“ow!” james yelped. “what was that for?”

“sorry.” kate cringed. “i didn’t mean to hit you.”

“bet it was meant for pippa.” he narrowed his eyes. “you know too. what is it? come on. fess up.”

“stop noising around.” pippa snarled at him.

their banter continued and kate took a few bites of her chicken. this was normal for them to be like this but it was honestly driving her mad. james was catching on that something was up. he was her brother and he knew when her or pippa knew something that he didn’t. however, it was always pippa that let every thing slip whether it was intentional or not. she just wanted to slide down in her chair and disappear, but she couldn’t. soon her father was budding into the fighting match and kate knew that if she wanted to cut the tension it was now or never.

“i’m dating will.”

the whole table grew silent one by one. pippa wasn’t hiding her smile anymore, while the rest of her family stared at her blankly. it felt amazing to say it, but the expressions they were giving her were not what she hoped for.

“i’m sorry.” her mother wiped her face and leaned in closer. “who?”

“will.” she said it softly and looked down. “we’ve been dating for a while and i thought it would only be proper to tell you guys in person. i know it may come as a shock, but i like him and he likes me.”

“you’re joking right?” james asked. this time it was pippa that let him have it and he squealed out in pain once again.

“she isn’t joking.” pippa joined in. “she really is. can’t you tell by the look on her face that she is? the girl is dating a prince!”

“pippa…” kate said with unease.

“that’s wonderful news.” her father spoke. they all glanced over at him.

“our daughter dating prince william.” the words sounded so flat coming from her mother. she couldn’t tell if she was unhappy or just shocked.

“look, i know its strange and i am not going to lie it is a unusual relationship,” kate explained. “but i’m okay with it. you guys just have to promise me you don’t say anything. not even to grandmother.”

“grandmother has the right to know.” james demanded.

“no!” she shouted. “i’m serious. will and i are trying to keep this private. it won’t take much for the media to find out and i personally would like to stay off the covers of the tabloids and so would he. i just really want this to work and all i am asking is for you guys to not tell anyone. please.”

the table was silent. everyone was looking around at one another like they were contemplating what to do next. it was her father that spoke up. “we promise katie. we won’t say a word.”

Chapter 6: a love like this

pulling into a parking space near her flat she turned off the ignition and rested her head back on the seat. she scene of events from the weekend played out in her head again. the awful bickering of her siblings and her blurting out her surprise was not how she had planned it. however, she was satisfied that her family was fine with her relationship and had promised to not tell anyone. pippa was the only person she grew nervous about, but even she could keep a good secret if her life depended on it.

the thought of it still made her want to scream, but now she was trying to focus in on being back at the university and being reunited with will. he could put her at ease. his ability to bring comfort and joy to her was like a spell being casted upon her. she looked down at her phone that she had not even checked once while she was away. nothing from will appeared on her screen. royalty really did call and wisped him away for the weekend. she wondered if he was home yet. taking her bags from the trunk she strolled up to the front door. the house was dark and she could only assume that her other two roommates were out somewhere grabbing dinner. she lugged her bags up the stairs and let them thud on the wood floor outside her room. turning the nob on her door the scent of wax met her nostrils. it was an odd odor to smell considering no one was home. when she opened the door she was met with a surprise.

“welcome home.” a tall handsome man that she liked to call her boyfriend stood waiting for her. dozens of candles were lit up in her room and rose petals were scattered on the bed and all over the floor. kate could not believe her eyes.

“will.” she covered her mouth. “wow.”

“i was thinking about you all weekend.” he confessed. “no matter what i was doing i just wanted to be with you and to say your name. i wanted to kiss you and hug you and tell you how beautiful you are.”

left speechless, kate latched on to him throwing her arms around his neck and kissed him. it was the only way she knew how to thank him for her wonderful surprise. he had definitely put her at ease. the taste of his lips sent cravings all over her body and she wanted nothing more than to stay like this. she pressed her chest against his causing him to fall back on her bed. they bounced as they hit the mattress and they giggled together.

“have i ever told you how amazing you really are?” she breathed and stared into his eyes.

“i think you might have.” he pretended to think about it.

a girlish giggle escaped her and she felt slight embarrassed by it. will ran his soft fingertips through the long locks of her hair. it soothed her his touch. there was something about him that drew her in. “this is so…unreal.”

“what do you mean?” will asked.

“i mean this. what’s going on between us.” kate explained. “forgive me if i sound foolish saying this, but never in a million years would i have expected to find someone like you. the whole prince thing is insane and the love i feel for you is a whole another thing.”

the smile that could make any girl go weak at the knees broke through. “you know i was just going to say the same thing. the whole dating a princess thing is pretty insane too.”

“come on.” she playfully hit him. “i’m serious. i’m not trying to be all weird, but it’s just different. not saying you being a prince makes you anything but normal it’s just…”

“kate.” will cupped the back of her neck and kissed her quickly. he continued to stare back into warm eyes. “i get it.”

spending the rest of the night in each other arms they conversed the reaction of kate’s family discovering their relationship. kate told will a full play by play of the weekend and he sat quietly listening to everything she had to say. the expression of content never left his face as she spoke to him about the amazement of her younger sister, pippa and the shock of her parents understanding why her relationship with him was secretive. it was as if he was already aware of how the situation was going to happen before she even experienced it herself. however, it was a relief to finally have her parents and siblings know and to tell will her family was supportive and would keep them a secret as well.

the door from downstairs swung open below them and the voices of their two roommates chimed back and forth. will and kate listened in closely as both their hearts raced. what if one of them was to barge in on them cozied up together? their secret would be reveal and neither of them was ready to tell their own roommates they were in a relationship. the loud footsteps stomped up the stairs and bickering chat began outside kate’s door.

“will, they…” kate whispered but was cut off by a finger to her lips.

tip toeing towards her door he silently locked it and crawled back into bed with her. “even if they wanted to they won’t be able to get in now.”

“when do you think everyone is going to find out about us?” she asked.

“it’s only a matter of time, but if we’re careful it won’t be for awhile.” he assured her.

she could get use to a love like this.

Chapter 7: Katie

five months later.

the night was still young and kate was gathered with a few of her good friends including will. the stale smell of beer and pretzels filled the small pub where her and him had shared their first real kiss outside in the rain. this was a special place to her and she could only assume it had meaning to him as well. a soccer game was being broadcasted on the television sets above them and a rowdy crowd a few tables down cheered and argued loudly with the plays. kate along with her friends snickered at the drunken comments being spat. across from her sat will, who shot her a smile with a hidden message behind it ever so often.

“look whose cheeks are rosy.” olivia squeaked and pointed at kate. “the alcohol getting you already love?”

alcohol? maybe it was that, but she felt her cheeks grow another shade of red as she grew embarrassed because she realized she was staring at will the moment olivia spoke. “could be.” she brushed her cheek and took another drink.

“we really should not be out on a night like this when i have a huge english exam in the morning.” her slightly intoxicated roommate stated.

“no one said you had to come liv.” will laughed. “you just can’t stay away from the pubs.”

“watch it!” she growled. “seriously though i am already one too many in and i think i need to go home and at least try to be a good student.”

without a second thought kate agreed to escort olivia home with the assistance of will of course. the torture of not being able to show him affection in public was awful and she wanted nothing more right now to be affectionate towards him. leaving the pub and their group of friends, olivia raising her voice from a volume that drew attention to the three of them was frustrating. the media was always following will and having a drunken friend who was making it even easier for them to snap their pictures and have some clever headline to write was annoying.

olivia stumbled along the paved sidewalk as kate and will followed closely behind. the cars rushed pass them giving both of them anxiety knowing whoever lurked inside the cars could be a media spy ready to capture any false move. “liv, please can you not be a complete embarrassment right now? the entire town does not need to hear you.” kate yelled to her and picking up her step.

“oh come on, live a little.” she sang and spread her arms wide open. “i promise once we are back you will not hear a peep out of me.”

“i don’t think any of are nearly on your level yet.” will joked.

“no one is on your level.” she spun around. “you’re a prince. you’re all high and mighty.”

“liv…” kate rushed up to her and grabbed on to her arm. she looked back at will, who showed nothing but a smile on his face.

“i’m only kidding.” she laughed. “kate, stop being so stuffy.”

“lets just get back.” yanking on her arm, olivia continued her drunken banter all the way home. will strolled behind them and kate casually peered over her shoulder to see him with his hands in his pocket. she was not sure if olivia’s comment was hurtful or not. it had come out in a negative tone and the tension in the air was there or at least she had felt it.

once they have had arrived to their apartment, kate stepped aside to let will unlock the door and olivia stripped herself of her coat. still with his hands in his pockets he watched as his roommate swirled around grab on to objects to steady herself. kate moved next to will to take in the hilarity of the moment as he brushed up against her arm. his touch sent a sparking sensation through her body.

“you know.” olivia put one foot on the staircase and steadied herself. “you two don’t have to be hush hush. i know what you’re doing. we all do. don’t worry loves charles and i aren’t going to say a thing. we will take it to the grave.” she winked and slowly moved up the ascending stairs. “and don’t worry about sneaking around at night.” she continued to ramble on. “it’s not like we didn’t hear you the first time.”

holding her breath, kate waited until olivia was up the stairs and in her room. she let out a loud sigh and looked to will for answers. his wrinkled forehead and squinting eyes told her he was just as confused too. they both thought they had been careful and quiet about their relationship, but maybe they had not had been as careful as they thought. at least not under the same roof since both their roommates were aware of their secret rendezvous.

“you know.” will began quietly. “i have never felt more relieved in my life.”

“what?” she asked.

“i mean why are we hiding our relationship from our roommates?” he wondered. “it’s not like we don’t trust them, do we? and clearly they caught on to what we were doing sooner than we thought.”

“but will,” kate showed concern. “i mean its not that i don’t mind honestly either its just what if more people find out. things won’t be the same.”

“i know.” he put his hands on her shoulders. “i know. i won’t let anyone ruin what we have. behind these doors we can finally be ourselves though. we can express how we truly feel, but we will be careful. i promise.”

“i guess we should have saw this coming.” she shook her head.

“i guess you’re right katie.” he stated and seemed slightly embarrassed.

“katie?” she took a step back. “no one ever calls me that besides my father.”

will bowed his head. “i’m sorry. i’ve just been really wanting to call you that and it just slipped.”

katie. it was different hearing from someone else besides her father calling her that, but she didn’t mind. hearing him say her name made her love him even more. it showed that he really did care for her and she put her hand under his chin to lift his head. “i love it.”

“are you sure?” he questioned.

“positive.” she assured him. “only those who really love me call me that and hearing you say it…makes me fall in love with you more.”

will leaned in to kiss her. she was no longer the girl he fell in love with. she was katie to will and she didn’t want it any other way.

[itsinmydunah]

Title: WWE Smackdown

Rated: G

Words: 1290

Fandom: twilight rennaisance fic babayyyyy

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Summary: Bree may be tiny, but she is mighty.

A warning those who may be effected: mentions of past child abuse.

This one was a request from JaneMalfoy on ao3. So you have them to thank for this one, haha. I’m hoping I’ll be able to churn out more Bree fics with the same gusto. This fic is, as usual, also posted on my ao3.

Please be sure to tell me what you think!

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The sound of shattering ceramic has Bree cringing. She braces for a blow while stuttering out a hasty apology.

There’s dead (ha) silence throughout the house. No one is even fake-breathing.

“Bree, sweetheart, no one is going to do that here.” Bree peeks from beneath the heavy curtain of her hair. Esme is looking at her with kind and knowing eyes. The woman reaches out a hand slowly and tucks Bree’s hair behind her ear. Her touch is so gentle that Bree doesn’t even startle. “You never have to worry about someone hitting you or harming you. I promise,” Esme vows with an assertive tone.

“I—I didn’t mean to break it, Esme.” Bree believes the matriarch when she says no one will hurt her. From what she’s seen of this family in her short time with them, they don’t cross Esme. And more important than that, they are kind to each other. Even when Emmett ribs or mess around with Jasper and Edward, there is a line. No one hurts each other here. It’s not like the home she was raised in or the foster families she bounced from. Despite being ‘monsters’, they’re gentle. Especially to her.

“Oh, I know, baby. Don’t worry over it. We all broke many things in our early days. No matter what, you can’t be worse than Emmett.” Esme grins widely, nose crinkling as she teases her rowdiest son. Bree cracks a smile that grows even bigger when she hears an exclaimed ”hey!” from the upper floor.

“Yeah, don’t worry Bree. Carlisle makes sure Esme can have everything she wants. That vase wasn’t even an antique. I’m pretty sure it was just from Pottery Barn.” Bree tries not to let the thought of Pottery Barn being just a dispensable brand to anyone. She grew up with plastic chairs in the kitchen and a fold up table and was lucky to have season-appropriate clothes.

The Cullens’ wealth still boggles her mind. She was immediately given a closet-full of clothes by Alice and toiletries from Rosalie and a laptop from Jasper. They didn’t think anything of spending money on her, even in the very beginning. As much as she enjoys those things, she likes being able to regularly shower the most. And the hugs from Esme. And the calm, receptive presence of Carlisle. And the way they’re all so kind.

“If you’re sure,” Bree says doubtfully. She begins to pull herself out of her instinctive cower.

“1000%,” Esme assures. “Anyway, you’re pretty strong now yourself,” the woman winks.

“Sure, she’s strong, but she’s so tiny. Like, tinier than Alice!” Emmett booms. His raucousness has drawn the rest of the family from their rooms.

“Emmett, you know I can kick your ass,” Alice says, eyebrows set in a challenge.

Emmett tuts and waggles his finger. “No, no, no. You can evade me. Probably for days. But you cannot kick my ass. Not even close to the same thing.”

“It’s an important distinction.” Edward shrugs with a crooked grin. “But, actually, Emmett, you're not the strongest in the house right now.”

Bree cocks her head. Emmett certainly looks like the strongest one. Jasper is pretty stocky, too, though. Edward was lithe and fast, but not really one for brute strength. Rosalie was certainly formidable, but Bree didn’t think it could be her, either. Esme and Carlisle were simply too gentle to be the strongest ones.

“Edward means you, Bree.” Jasper offers. Bree blinks. Her? Not a chance! She was barely over five feet! Jasper must sense her confusion because he goes on to explain, “the human blood still in your body from your recent turning makes you stronger than any of us right now. And because you spent your early life drinking human blood you also have that as an advantage.”

Riley hadn’t told her any of this. She was still very unaware of a lot of aspects of being a vampire.

“I mean, I know that’s how its supposed to be, but look at her, Jas!” Emmett gestures towards Bree with exuberant hands. Bree looks down at her slight figure and skinny arms and has to agree with his assessment.

Jasper scoffs and shakes his head. “Newborns half the size of me could take me down before I was trained against them.”

“You’re telling me I could take Emmett down?” Bree inquires disbelievingly. She certainly felt stronger as a vampire than a human, but the very idea of taking down Emmett’s hulking mass is unthinkable. He’s easily 6’5”.

“If you can get a proper grip around him, yeah.” Jasper is grinning now like he knows what’s coming next. Alice is practically vibrating beside him.

“Well I won’t believe it until I see it,” Emmett says stubbornly. “Try me, short stack.” He holds out his arms and gestures for Bree to attack him.

“Emmett Cullen, not in my house you don’t.” Esme isn’t even in the room, but somehow she knows what’s happening. Bree shakes her head in wonder. This family is very in-tune with each other. It makes her undead heart a bit warmer.

“Yes, Esme,” Emmett intones like a begrudging child, “ Outside then, short stack.”

Emmett is already dashing to a cleared area behind the house. Bree looks at the others. They’re all bemused but unsurprised by the turn of events. They don’t seem concerned at all by Emmett’s determination to fight her. She knows that Emmett won’t hurt her, so she shrugs and follows him outside.

He’s already poised to attack when she gets to him. She tenses for a moment before lunging at him. She perches on his back and pushes down with all her might, sending him windmilling forward. A helpless cackle slips from her lips at the sight. She is strong!

“Oh, you’re sneaky!” Emmett booms, turning on his heel to bulldoze towards her.

She isn’t scared of Emmett. His open face is nothing like that of her father before he hit her. Emmett is smiling sunnily and laughing as he dodges her and tries to grab her waist. Bree can’t help the giggle that escapes her when she slips from his grasp. He looks so bewildered as she continues to evade his attacks. There’s the sound of Rosalie’s laughter in the background, but Bree doesn’t let herself be distracted. She hadn’t fought with the other newborns when they attacked the Cullens. It was an odd rush to get to use all the power given to her.

When Emmett finally gets his hands around her hips, she throws herself towards the ground and flips her center of gravity, sending him careening into the rocky bank beneath them.

“OHHHHH!!!!!! Em, she got you!!” Rosalie is full-body laughing now, bent over in mirth. The sight of this tiny girl flinging her huge husband over her body is just hilarious. Alice is grinning widely as Jasper guffaws at Emmett’s grumbling as he climbs up the bank. Edward is smirking. Esme, who came out to witness her son be put in his place by their newest addition, is also laughing.

“I did tell you she’d be able to,” Jasper reminds his brother who is picking leaves off his now-torn shirt.

“Yeah, yeah.” Emmett waves him off, narrowing his eyes at Bree. She grins, putting her hands on her hips and tossing her hair behind her shoulder. The much larger vampire shakes his head and breaks out into a good-natured laugh. “It won’t last forever though, short stack!” He scoops her up in a hug, twirling her. Bree shrieks and giggles, smacking his back but also clinging onto his shoulders.

She never imagined what it would be like to have a brother, but now it seems she will have a few brothers for the rest of eternity.

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My Fallen 1:One Shot Demon Hanzo X Chubby Oblivious Dark Angel OC X Demon Jesse

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am back with another chapter and this one was requested off of Wattpad by ThisPandaChild who was the first one to request my oc Michelle who will be the Oc on this possible mini smut series. We will be starting off with me as a fallen angel as panda child your request I did not know what you meant by dark angel but fallen angel works for a scenario so yeah :D I hope you all enjoy this chapter here my friends!]

(Michelle's pov)

I sigh as I look down at the glass I was cleaning. "Well yeah that's what I'm saying. I don't even know what happened to get me kicked out l" I mutter a little annoyed but also confused, saddened. "I guess I was just to ugly for haven" I joke as the man I was serving, Jesse, looked up.

"I hate hearin' you talk 'bout yourself like that darlin'. you know that." He said looking at me as he grabbed my writs

"Jesse.." "I mean you r beautiful, your enchanting, I would move heaven and earth for ya."

"I thought i was supposed to be the one flirting form a tip."

He smirked at me. I knew he was a demon and well. He was never mean to me or tried to kill me. So I did not see the problem. He always tip good and was kind so I did not mind him so much.

"What are you doing though Jesse?" I ask confused as he pinned me to the table those eyes on me, we were the last people in the diner and I was confused why he have me pinned to a table.

"you're beautiful Darlin' I love everything about you, everything.." he said as he pulled off my shirt leaning down and licking up my stomach as I turned red as I shudder as his hands grip my thighs.

"I love how grabable you are, I love when you blush, I love how you smell..I love, seeing how you squirm under me."

"Jesse.. I Ohhhhh~" I say as he took on of my nipples into his mouth.

I did not understand he was a demand and I was a fallen angel. It made no sense at all. Why would he be interested in me.

"Like these love handles, gives me just enough to grab~ To hold onto my Darling~" He says.

I blushed as he kissed me as his hands trailed my entire body as I moan before he pulls away biting my lip.

"I've wanted to hold you for so long Darlin', I wanted to make you feel as beautiful as I see you. I want to make you mine and no one else's." He said his voice deep at the last part.

I shudder it was clear now how he felt and why I was pinned to the table. I had to admit he was very cute. But... I am a ang- I was a angel of heaven... So ....I could do this now.

"What will you do to me?" I ask blushing and he smirks.

"I think you know, but in short...I'm gonna make you scream for me~" he said smirking as he lowered himself biting my stomach as he pulled down his own pants, yet he never pulled away from biting, licking and marking my skin

I knew Demons were possessive and loved to mark but this was oh~ So much better than I thought~ He then ripped off my skirt and panties and I gasped as cold air hits my woman hoof and I shudder in want. I am wet and that cool air makes me even more wet.

I feel him place a hand over my mouth, a finger gently probing me. "Can I darling?" He asked as I look up at him.

"Please.." he smirked as he pushed a finger in as I grip onto him.

"Hey you're okay, you're doing fantastic honeydew. So good. So wet for me~" he said as he pushed another inside of me.

I tried to keep my moans in as I but my lip god it felt so good but it felt strange too and a bit sore.

"I know it hurts darling... here.." I feel him still his hand as he kissed my neck muttering praises onto the skin as he I moaned softly and buck my hips as he smirked and moved his two fingers, spreading them inside me as I moaned as I felt my body suddenly tighten before feeling a snapping sensation before feeling my mind go kind of fuzzy as I watch Jesse pull out and lick his fingers clean, all while looking at me

I pant and looked at him and he had this hungry look in his eyes that made me shudder.

"Ready for the main course?" He asks and lines his cock up with me. God it was so big.

I felt scared as he leaned in kissing me as he used my cum as a way of getting himself wet. "It'll feel good." He said kissing me head

He thrusts in and I felt my hymen tear. I gripped onto him tight and cling to him digging my nails in his back.

"good job Darling good job." He said stroking my face. "you're already done the hard part."

He then begins to thrust and I moaned in slight discomfort and very much pleasure. I arched into him and wanted more of this but did not know how to ask.

He looked at me. "You want more darling?" He asked as I could only nod blushing. "Alright, good girl~" he said as he thrust faster as he gripped onto me

I moaned and did my best to meet his thrusts. He pounded into me hard and fast and I could feel a coil winding up in my gut as I pant and moan loudly gripping his hair. His hate on the floor. He grabbed onto me, practically pushing me into the table even more than I already was as I could hear it creaking under us. I wrapped my legs around him and then he bit my neck causing me to cum and for him to cum inside me with one finally thrust that broke the table. I wanted as I look up at him before I hear the door open

"Mccree Why are you so late." I hear a snarl.

Oh shit another demon.

[This is the first part there will be more with Hanzo demon and Jesse Demon. We hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy!]