#hmmmm. things to ponder

[kreachvera]

i need to novelpost more actually. i love him so much

[vagueconfusion]

Feeling real ridiculous for not having realized that Baron's "stark father" was the Nightmare King until now

[joyousjoyfuljoyness]

First Poll!

[relicsongmel]

NO FUCKING WAY?!?!?!?!?

[malikselfindulgence]

Whgat if my bnha s/ihad like a rlly lame quirk . Can give u migraines telepathically but it gives HIM a migraine too . He takes an inadvisable amount of ibuprofen per day

[nulfaga]

Idk if i'm ready to see toni in her 30s. her whole thing was like, being 20 and the inquisitor and her girlfriend is also 20 and they are SO YOUNG and yet... i won't get into it it'll make me emoshe.

i do however want to draw mia & leli in their milf4milf era (both like 45+ now?)

i think nawra is probably in her late 20s (making her, good god, the oldest da protag at the outset of the story). but that also means she was like 6 during the fifth blight? I cant even deal with the passage of time in videogames. I am excited to develop her more tho

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

the joys of having ocd and living with a conspiracy theorist

no joys at all... it fucks with my anxiety so baddddly esp when they say stuff been proven true as if my WHAT IF brain can deal with the uncertainity of it all ocd doesnt care about LOGIC

[lady-lauren]

❥ RYOMEN SUKUNA X FEM! READER

❥ WORD COUNT: 2k

❥ WARNINGS/TAGS: Cannibalism (Sukuna just takes a few bites of you, as a treat), Sukuna has two cocks and four arms, major dub-con, blood, Sukuna is a sadist, double penetration (vaginal and ass fucking), degradation, branding (his name on your skin), squirting, belly bulge, overstimulation, creampie

Dead Dove Do Not Eat. I’m serious. Sukuna eats more than just pussy.

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“Oh you poor, poor little thing,” his maniacal mouth coos, sweat shimmering against the black lines of his body like an abyss, “does it hurt? I bet it does.”

It’s a rarity that Sukuna plays with his toys, normally too insatiable to take his time and savor. But you’re just so sweet, juicy with fear and plump with arousal. 

He’ll have to taste the whole menu to decide which doughy part of you is his favorite. 

You’re spread open like a feast, two hands prying your legs apart while another keeps your pesky hands locked above your head. Sorcerers are tricky—one lapse in judgment and you’ll be squirming out of his bed, throwing annoying techniques at him like you really think you stand a chance.

Perhaps you won’t, though. Your precious cunt is drooling for him, even as his fourth hand digs a claw into the flesh of your thigh. Blood swells to the surface, spilling in a streak down your skin. So close to where your pussy is stretched open, where your tight little hole is fluttering like it's scared. 

“Just a few little bites, m’kay? Then maybe, just ~maybe~ I’ll let you go.”

“H-how many?” 

He’s surprised you can still speak. 

“Hmmmm,” his voice rumbles in the thick confines of his throat as he ponders. Carmine irises flicker over the shape of you. “This looks good.” Sukuna taps his bloody fingertip to the underside of your breast, pressing into the gooey fat. “This too.” He traces a sharp fingernail across the juncture of your neck and shoulder, eyes sparking when you swallow. “And I already got started down here.”

Sukuna digs a claw back into your sore thigh, using the barest hint of his strength to rip into your tender muscle. 

Your scream makes a satisfied shiver run down all of his limbs, both cocks throbbing. They twitch together, hot and angry, red tips leaking down his shafts.

Licking his lips, he admires the sugary shine of your subcutaneous tissue, peeled back to reveal bloody insides of your flesh. Just a little rip, a stringy bit of meat that’s too easy to fully tear off and slide between his teeth. 

Sukuna swallows and the taste of you makes him want to cum.

“Mhmmmm, fuck, what did you do to get so flavorful, hm? Or have you always been so sweet?” 

He watches you whimper and wiggle, nipples hard and puffy. 

“You like this?” The grin that curls around the tattoos on his cheeks is sickening. “What a fucking delightful little human. I’ve never gotten lucky enough to find one of the sluts.”

He tests his theory under the safety net of knowing that pain makes you numb. Releasing your wrists, he revels in how you simply let the weight of freedom fall into his mattress. You aren’t going anywhere.

Your poor little pussy is creaming, squishy and wet and begging. He likes the way it smells—tangy, thick honey. It almost overpowers the iron scent of dripping blood. 

“‘Suppose you need some attention. Don’t want you passing out before I’m done.”

You gratify him with a high-pitched moan as he swirls two fingers against your cunt, knuckles sticky in your slick. Easy, it’s far, far too easy for him to slip his digits into you. Normally there’s resistance, like human pussies are trying to push him out, yet you’re sucking him in.

“What should I eat next? Pick for me.”

All the emotions that filter over your face are foreign to him. He’s not sure what you’re thinking, but can smell some sick mixture of pain and pleasure rippling over your skin as you weakly buck your hips. His fingers sink deeper into your cunt, claws tickling against soft spots that make you mewl. 

“C’mon,” he tsks, “don’t make me wait.”

Your little gulp is so cute, “My c-cunt…”

“Oh, don’t get greedy. Dessert comes last. Try again.”

You’re almost shy as you drag one of your hands from above your head, trailing down to cup one of your breasts and squeeze. “Here?”

“My, my, those tits do look delicious.” 

He shoves a third finger into your weeping hole as he latches his teeth to the fat of your breast. 

He sucks, tastes your sweat, licks at the salt. As the first bite hits his taste buds, blood trickling down the corners of his lips, his eyes go wide in astonishment. He wasn’t expecting such a burst of flavor, like jellied candy popping in his mouth.

Your shrieks are just fodder, background noise, as he hums in delight and sucks at the viscid lining of your skin.

Fuck. With the next bite he wants to be inside you, feel the tremors of your wrecked body around his dicks. 

The wound bleeds down your stomach as he pulls away, swallowing and licking along his sharp teeth to gather the remnants. 

“Aren’t you just such a treat?” 

Sukuna swats your cheek, quick with his nails angled like a cat so he can scratch at your skin. Your head lolls to the sheets, panting, damaged tits heaving as you try to find sanity. It’s too late for that. He’s going to break your body and mind, binge in your honeyed sorrow. 

“Wakey, wakey, little human. You won’t want to miss what comes next.”

Your brows pinch as he draws his messy fingers from your cunt, only to wrap a hand around each of his cocks so he can pop both heads into your holes. 

That wakes you up. 

“C-can’t, n-not both.” 

“Oh please, you’re all soft and squishy. Girls are made to be fucked.”

The swell of your belly as he pushes in makes him even hungrier. Your ass strangles his cock, the rim wet with the drippings of your slick. He hates that he has to be careful. A too strong push could split you on his dicks, and he’s having far too much fun to be devouring your guts just yet. 

But he’s not gentle. All four hands latch onto you—legs held so wide it’s nearly obscene, the other two sinking into your rib cage and smearing in blood so he can pull you down until you’re impaled. 

The squeeze of you is divine. 

The heavy mass of his cocks stretches your walls thin. He can feel the outline of both his dicks as he starts to thrust, mushroom heads catching on one another before bullying in deep.

It’s no surprise that you’re crying—humans always cry, sob, beg. It is perplexing and oh so satisfying, however, that you’re blubbering because you feel good amidst all your pain and suffering. Your hips are rolling back to meet his thrusts, pussy convulsing every time his pelvis grinds into your clit. 

Your bleeding and broken body is devouring him just like he swallowed your flesh. Your gooey pussy is sucking around him, dragging along his shaft like lips gobbling him whole. 

The hiss he releases is sinful, like a snake coiling as his tattooed thighs presses you deeper into the crimson mess he’s created. He likes the way the ichor stains your skin. He takes a bloodied hand and curls it around your thigh, fingers long enough to overlap and color your flesh like a brand. He could crunch your bones beneath his palms, break you into pieces if he wanted.

“Do you want me to, ah fuck—” he loses his train of thought when the sound of his voice makes your ass clench, ribbed walls wedging around his second cock. “Never fucking mind giving you the option. I’m keeping you. Alive. Want your body warm every time I fuck it.”

The look in your eyes is so hopeful and darling that it almost makes him feel something. 

Sukuna pummels into your gaping holes and leans over your body to sink his teeth into your neck. He bites hard, hard enough to make you weep and wail and to remind him that you’re only here to be devoured.

He rips tender flesh and digests it, drinking down more of your blood as you start to coo from the stinging pain and numbing ecstasy of having him ravage your sensitive little pussy and ass. You get so tight around him in your anguish, all fucked out and eaten like you’re nothing but a willing piece of meat. 

His wanton tongue laves over your marred skin, sliding through blood and sinew. Humans always were his favorite. Only now he can’t remember what any of them tasted like before you.

Your cunt is slobbering, creaming, and he’s pretty sure he hears your weak little heart stop beating for a split moment before you cum. 

“God what a good fucking slut,” he purrs, eyes rolling back in his head as he feels both of your channels compress around his lengths as you break. “Let’s make you do that again.”

You’re so overstimulated from the bliss of his cocks thrusting in, out, in, deeper, faster that all the suffering he inflicted is null. You cum again because it’s so easy to make you, one of his hands pinching your swollen clit until you squirt all over his toned stomach and your belly bulges from the shape of his inflating cock.

“Ohh I like that. More. Give me more.”

Two hands keep your kicking legs pinned to the bed as another torments your clit and the last is gathering your slick. He runs his fingers over the grooves of his abs and up to his pecs, finally flicking his fingertips into his mouth to eat your cum like sauce. 

His cocks swell at the flavor of you, tart and salty like some kind of rich delicacy. 

Sukuna continues to stuff you full, over and over again, pressing in until it seems like you’ll pop. His balls are bruising against your body with every brutal thrust. You’re babbling and messy, coated in slick and blood and tears and spit. It’s almost disgusting, yet he has to admit you’re just so damn pretty and warm that he thinks it’s cute. Like a pet. 

He rubs at your engorged clit until you’re squirting and screaming again, babbling about how it’s too much. Only it’s not enough, not for him. He’s close to the edge and knows just how to get himself off. 

Sucking at a clawed fingertip, Sukuna eyes a soft patch of skin below your bouncing, intact tit. The other is still seeping, his fresh bite etched into the globe.

“One last thing,” he smirks, crazed and nearly fucked out, “gotta let everyone know these slutty holes belong to me.”

The sharp tip of his nail digs into your meat, slicing the characters of his name as if he was signing a gory, whorish picture. His smile nearly splits his skull at the sight, all bloody and gross and his.

“~K-Kunaaa…” hearing his broken name out of your stupid little slut mouth is the last straw, some primal instinct to claim his prize overwhelming his senses and making him explode. 

Cum bursts from your seams all while bloating in your belly, your ass, pearly white strings glistening against all your fluids. He feels relieved as he releases into you, hot balls pulsing as he feeds his seed into your gummy depths. 

You’re so full of his cum that another orgasm crests over you, making you tremble and quake and scream. He relishes your final squeezes, letting your cunt and ass suction around his cocks until he’s milked dry. 

“I fucking love whores.” Just because he can, he pushes his hand into your bulging belly, laughing as cum gushes from where your pussy is cinched around his shaft. You whimper, twisting against the hands holding your thighs open. 

“No no no,” he wags a finger at you, “I still haven’t had dessert.”

He wonders if he’ll be able to stop himself from sinking his teeth into the delicate, syrupy folds of your cunt. Depends on just how good you taste.

[princessbrunette]

hmmmm this oral fixation thing is giving me !! thoughts !! maybe with jombee or rafe u find urself biting on a flower or literally anything n he just instinctively shoves his fingers in ur mouth like “hey no, spit that out” :(( but u oblige anyways bc his fingers act as a substitute hehe <3 💭

this makes me giggle because they’d go about it kinda similar but kinda different ??

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you’ve always been curious, a bit peculiar, acted on impulse — so it’s no surprise to john b when he finds you squatting outside the chateau stuffing a flower into your mouth. “hey, no�� we don’t do that.” he’s quick to jog right up to you, squatting at your side and prying your mouth open like you’re really a dog, his fingers scraping along your tongue to make sure he’s got everything out. you let him, sticking your tongue out as he pulls off a rogue petal. “whats with all the chewing on random stuff, bub? are you nervous again?” he coo’s gently and you sense the slight exasperation in his voice. you nod, making no move to explain as he gets a little more comfortable sat beside you in the grass, pulling you against him.

“uh-huh. that’s okay. i got something better.” he eases his two longest fingers back into your mouth with you now leaning against him and you relax a little, biting and sucking on his fingers. “you’re funny, pup.” he shakes his head, a light chuckle leaving him.

rafe however knows when you’re about to stick something you shouldn’t in your mouth. he watches you, watches the thought cross your mind before you let the idea win — quickly shoving it into your mouth without realising he’s looking. he grabs you quickly by the scruff of the neck, clasping a hand under your chin. “spit it out, kid. now.” you do as he says and he shakes his head, tossing it away and wiping his hand. “you—you cannot do that, okay?”

“i want to put something in my mouth. im anxious.” you explain, fists clenched by your side. rafe sighs, scratching at his cheek as he ponders a solution, always the problem solver.

“alright, inside.” he nods towards the house before marching towards it expecting you to follow. you do, loyally so— and he grips you gently and pulls you onto the couch. “you’re all… wound up over nothing. gonna sit your ass down and watch a movie, yeah?”

he loops a heavy arm around your neck to pull you against his chest, navigating the remote with the other hand.

“but i wanna—” your whiny complaint is cut off by him shoving his fingers into your mouth, stuffing it completely which makes you fall into silence, give or take a few hiccups and occasional wet gags.

“yeah, just take that n’shut up for a little. okay?”

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[squiddy-god]

jjk cuddles

Previously squid-god-supreme, fic re-uploading currently. This is old and was written pr- everything hitting the fan so it should be spoiler free. Magical universe with no angst or gege AU lol

Geto, gojo, nanami, noya but I make fun of him

Cw: fluff, tooth rotting to hide the pain, misogyny being mocked , probably ooc but I dgaf

Geto

Catch me simping-

Ok so like I feel like he's a great cuddle partner

He's big and warm 🥺 and has strong arms 

Perfect to hold you

Likes to be the big spoon and rest his head in the crook of your neck 

Will sometimes playfully pinch your sides

His cuddles are always very secure and snug

Likes it when you lay on his chest 

Not one for initiating cuddles but won't complain if you do

I just want to hug him,,, like aowbwiebeoee big arms go brrrrr 

I bet he's oddly soft

👉👈 please hold me 

Always looks so content when holding 

you, a relaxed smile on his face 

You didn't want to move, the position was too comfortable to consider getting up. Getos arms were wrapped around you, his long hair tickling your cheek as his head rested in the crook of your neck. It was peaceful, almost dead quiet as you laid there together. It was always nice to cuddle geto in the summer, his body running on the cooler side meaning that it wouldn't become stuffy or suffocating. Letting out a small but mischievous giggle you placed a kiss in his head, just a little peck, and another, and another, until he looked up at you with a smirk. "Oh? And what did I do to deserve all of those" geto asked kissing right below your lips. "Hmmmm I don't know, just felt like it" he humed, going back to his previous position, albeit holding you a bit tighter. 

Nanami 

Tired cuddles

Always holds you close before bed and thats 99% if your cuddles

Doesn't say he wants cuddles but it's pretty obvious he's tired and wants you in his arms 

This isn't a negotiation

Nanami's cuddles are very secure and comfortable, but also very loose

He just drapes his arm over you and boom, optimal cuddle position 

Is fine being the big or little spoon but prefers positions where your both holding each other

Likes lap cuddles, weather that's his head in your lap, your head in his, or you sitting in his lap

Peace and quiet, two things that nanami enjoyed. No Annoying Qtip sorcerer trying to mess with him, just you rested snug against his chest. His hand traced loose circles on your back while you listened to his steady breathing. It was times like this when he felt most content, moon high in the sky and day over, no space between the two of you but neither presence feeling suffocating, and it helped that he was warm. With your arms wrapped around his torso you gave a gentle squeeze just to let him know you were awake. He appreciated it, and all the little things you do. 

Gojo

I have ✨thoughts✨ about this 

First off he smells surprisingly nice, like he smells like sweets and a bakery 

It's a 50/50 chance on whether you get god tier cuddles or are left wheezing in pain on the floor

Because sometimes he will chose violence and start a tickle war, and how can you win 🤡

Little spoon gojo! He kinda koala hugs you and won't let go 

Asks for lots of cuddles but ends up pulling you into them whenever you walk by 

It's always a tangle of limbs with this lanky boy 

Ah yes, another movie night and another bad horror film; however the monster wasn't on the screen but rather the one tangled up with you on the couch. "Let me go- i'm gonna get more popcorn" pretending to ponder it for a moment, his cheek squished against your chest. "Nope! The only snack I need is you~" oh how you wished to wipe that smirk off his face. Trying to wriggle free from his grasp was impossible, "ah ah ah, I wouldn't try that if I were you~" he said in a Threateningly playful tone, his fingers tapping against your sides. You, not looking to catch those hands, relented, eyes going back to the cheap film. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*.・゜゜・｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆-: ✧ :-゜・．

Noya

Who??? 

W h O??? Who would want this man within 50 feet of them? 

Smh 

Probably smells like to much axe body spray because he doesn't want "girly" scents

If you cuddle this man your asking for it lmao because it's horrible

Always crumbs in the bed (hint: he's the crumb in the bed)

I imagine him with like a really smooth voice but he won't stfu 

Seriously never stops talking

Switches cuddle positions every 5 seconds

Refuses to be little spoon 

"Go back to the kitchen"

[livesworthlivingau]

Behind the Vale Chapter 18

ISAT/Two Hats Spoilers as always! CW: Homoerotic fight scene What? Who said that?

"Hmmmm…" [You ponder deeply, looking over the collection of daggers on display at the town's blacksmith.]

"What's up? None speaking to you?" [Nille chimes in, noticing the look on your face. Does having a mouth again really make us that easy to read?]

"No, they aren't… I'm not sure a dagger feels right anymore."

"Oh? Well what else would you get? I can't exactly see your scrawny butt using a big hammer." [She teased with a smirk. You rolled your eyes some.]

"Riiight, and who destroyed that sadness standing over you when we first met~?"

"I had that under control! I was just making it think it had me!" [You both laugh, even she couldn't pretend that was true.]

"But to answer your question, I'm not quite sure, something agile still but…"

"How about a rapier?"

"NO! No no no! The Housemaiden uses one of those."

"… And?"

"… Just… I'd rather not… Have that constant reminder." [She rolls her eyes but drops it. It seemed the only thing preventing another talk was the fact you were in public.]

"Okay, uhhh... Oh! What about one of those?" [She asked, spotting a rack with several whips hanging off of them.]

"Oh… Oh yes, that actually sounds nice~." [You say as you walk over to it, glancing about at them all hanging, finding a lovely looking one with lightless and darkless diamond patterning across its whole length.]

"I think this will do perfectly~."

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[The sound of 3 booming CRACKs sound out in a row as you try to snap your new whip across the practice targets setup. You manage to split the first in half, but your swings go wide on the follow ups, missing the other two.]

"Hey! Not bad! You're a natural at this!"

"Not bad?! I only hit one blinding target!"

"... Vale, have you ever used a whip before?"

"Not that I can recall, no."

"Uh huh, and you just expected to be great at it first thing?"

"I mean, I used paper craft pretty well first thing~."

"Well yeah, that was instincts. If you're a paper type now, that's gonna come a lot more naturally. Stress of combat and all, you don't think you just act."

"Hmmm... You make a good point... Maybe there's some more sadness nearby we could try and track down?"

"You wanna go hunting sadness' now?!"

"Well how else am I going to get better at this?" [Nille smacks her own face gently in a facepalm before sighing out.]

"Alright, alright, if you're set on this..." [She begins, placing a hand on your shoulder.]

"Now think fast!" [She shouts before using her other arm to scoop under your leg, suddenly lifting you over her head and tossing you over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.]

"WH-HEY?!" [You cry out, tumbling across the grass and sliding to a stop. You look up at Nille, her hammer now out, playful grin on her face.]

"If you're so set on a fight, I'll give you one pretty Vay~!"

"N-Nille?! Y-You can't just toss me like that!!"

"Actually I can, pretty easily in fact!" [She beams with a bright laugh, your face burns in a fluster as you grumble, readying your new whip, holding your other hand in a paper sign.]

"F-Fine! But you asked for it!"

"Don't hold back for me now Vale, I won't for you!" [She remarked with a wink, then suddenly rushing towards you.]

[You step back in surprise, not expecting her to actually approach with such intent. She raises her hammer, preparing to swing. You finally snap out of it and bring your hand forward, summoning a shield like before. Nille's hammer swings right through it, dampening the blow but still sending it slamming into your side, knocking you over and tumbling a bit again.]

"Ack! H-Hey!!"

"Oh come on, you're paper type now, you barely felt that!"

"Y-Yes but STILL!!" [You shout, more so protesting about getting tossed around than anything else. She pays no mind to your pleas as she begins to rush at you again. You wonder how she's so blinding fast with that massive hammer.]

"Gonna have to go on the offensive soon~!" [She taunts at you. Alright, we can figure this out, there's got to be some way we can slow her down somehow... Wait, didn't Odile have a craft like that? Yes! We've seen it countless times! You take a breath for a moment, trying to replicate the ritual she performed when using it, sending a lethargic wave towards Nille to help weigh her down some.]

"Oooh, got some other tricks up your sleeve?" [She calls in surprise, though it doesn't seem to affect her as much as Odile's ability did. It would have to do for now, taking a defensive stance and flourishing your new whip. She swings high as you duck below, swapping her momentum to slam down before you barely manage to jump back out of the way.]

"C'mon! Go on the offensive Valey!" [She encourages, you snap your whip forward, coiling it around the neck of her hammer. With a heavy tug and pulling paper gesture, you manage to yank it free from her grip, tossing it upwards and spinning off behind you as you watch it fly overhead.]

"Hah! What are you gonna do no-ACK!!" [You begin to tease, turning back to Nille who was suddenly moments away, tackling into you and sending you both sliding across the ground, skidding to a stop. You stare up at her in stunned silence. She chuckles some, seeing your face.]

"HAHA! Here's a tip, Vay. Never let your guard down." [She teased... then perked up some, noticing your face with her own darkening, quickly getting up off of you... Our face feels hot. Are we blushing?...]

"Heh, uhh... Sorry about that, got a little carried away there." [She mumbled some, holding out a hand to help you up, taking it and easily getting lifted off the ground.]

"But good hustle! Seems like you got a few new moves to work with!" [Her face is still dark, she's trying to change the subject, you recognize this tactic... Why is our face burning?! You try to shake the sensation away.]

"R-Right~! Guess we won't have to worry much next time a sadness comes around~!" [You remark, desperately trying to slip the mask back on. You both stand in awkward silence for a moment.]

"... W-We should probably get back to the Inn."

"O-Oh yes! I'll uhh... meet you there, I wanted to stop by the local tailor first~."

"Oooof course you do."

Get ready for some new official outfit designs next Vale chapter~

[niffler-gold]

Burning

Just a short injury fic focused on Scott with some comfort thrown in.

His muscles burned in agony as he tried to get up this morning. Apparently doing two mountain rescues back to back with a lot of climbing followed by rigorous water training led by Gordon did not agree with his muscles. Still nothing a hot shower and some stretching wouldn't fix.

He slowly pulled his legs over the side of the bed and stretched up towards the ceiling his joints loudly cracking to show their disdain at being moved from their current position. He quickly pulled on his running gear and was about to head out before his hot shower. Leaving his room he could already hear Gordon furiously swimming in the pool at this early hour.

Just as he was heading down the stairs to start his early morning routine John popped up on his com. He groaned internally before answering, knowing his hot shower was going to have to wait. "What's the situation John", he asked, ever the professional. "Another climber got into difficulties". Scott paused before answering, "That is the third one in less than 2 days, what are these people thinking, we should start charging for these at least that might be a deterrent", he rambled on. John cut him off before he could get any further, "even so this guy does need our help", he paused for a second before continuing, "it's an unusual one, he was climbing a large cliff face when he said the cliff seemed to move under him, next thing he knew all of his belay wall clips started pinging undone and he fell around 50 metres getting tangled in the line as he went... The unusual thing is I haven't detected any seismic activity around that area nor does it have any implications in the surrounding geology that any seismic activity has taken place in the last 100 years. "He's probably just imagining it and didn't secure his clips properly enough", grumbled Scott in response. "Could be" replied John, "but I did a quick background check on this guy and he's been climbing professionally for about 30 years and has never called us or any local rescue teams out to aid him before." "Hmmmm, that is odd" pondered Scott. "I'll take 1 alone, no need to wake up the bear this early for a pickup.. see you in the sky thunderbird 5", "fab scott, safe flight" and with that John had disappeared and Scott was running towards one's launch shoot to gear up.

Sitting in the pilot's chair of one he slowly tried to stretch his burning muscles out once more but to no avail. He really could have done with that hot shower he thought to himself. Nevermind it could wait. "Approaching the danger zone now thunderbird 5" he called through the coms. "Fab thunderbird 1" John called back through to him. He tried one last futile time to stretch his muscles out before coming into land at the bottom of the cliff face.

After exiting one and surveying the scene before him he knew the best option was going to be to climb up after the man rather than using the jet pack due to the unknown unstable condition of the rock face. Thankfully he could use the grapple gun in order to get up there with speed as the man looked to be hanging on his side completely covered in rope. With precision he fired the grapple into a secure spot of the wall and started his accent.

His limbs were once again burning with the strain of the climb by the time he had reached the man. But still he kept face and called out to the dangling climber. He quickly learned that the man's name was Ben and started trying to secure him to a new line before tackling the rope that was binding him. Luckily Ben seemed unharmed apart from a little bit of rope burn where it had dug in and caught him.

Ben kept chatting to him as he worked and he soon found out he was a seasoned mountain rescue operative on a holiday as he called it to get a little alone time. It was definitely something that Scott would have done if he ever had more than a few hours to himself and he kept wondering how the climber had managed to get himself in such a bind. Soon enough though Ben was free and was back secured against the wall. However before Scott could lower Ben down back to the ground again they had to get his gear cut down so they didn't tangle up with it on their way down.

As Ben was helping him sort it out he noticed something odd. One of the belay wall clips looked chard and burnt and the rope around said clip was in similar condition. He looked at Ben and asked if his equipment was this damaged when securing it to the wall. Ben confirmed it most definitely was not in that condition, then he noted that when assessing the rope to be cut down back to the ground, that would of been the clip that failed when the cliff started moving. This puzzled Scott even more.

Once the gear and ropes had been safely thrown back down to the ground Scott got ready to lower Ben down to safety. But before he could he asked Ben if he knew whereabouts on the wall that the burnt clip had been secured. His Tracy senses were tingling alarmingly but not in a good way at all. Ben said it looks like it was the clip about 10 meters above them, so Scott decided he needed to take a look before returning to the ground. Scott slowly lowered ben back down to solid ground before slowly climbing to the spot Ben had previously pointed out to him.

He quickly found the spot where the clip had been as a small black spot protruded out of the crack where the clip had been secured. Small cracks could also be seen in the burnt section of the wall. He slowly felt around inside the small fisher to see what could have caused the damage as nothing natural would do this type of carnage. His fingers slowly curled around something metallic small and sharp. He cautiously pulled it out and held it to the light to better examine it. He could just make out the chaos crew logo.

His hand flew up to his com button to alert John but in a split second a fireball had engulfed a section of cliff high above him to his right. An ear splitting explosion suddenly came from his left much nearer to him than the first. He started rappelling down the cliff as fast as his equipment would take him. Another explosion just above him and he could feel the heat lick the side of his face. It had detonated where he had just been a second before. Next thing he knew he was falling. The explosion had dislodged his grapple.

He fell as fire and debris surrounded him on all sides. He fumbled with a new grapple cartridge, discarding the old one out of the gun and fired. The line caught him less than 10 meters from the ground. Before he had a chance to get moving again a last fireball explosion detonated just below his right leg.

He was lying on the ground his ears ringing. He could see smoke floating all around him as his vision swam. His right leg was numb with scalding pain shooting all around it. His vision swam when he tensed it unknowingly. He could hear muffled movement round him someone shouting his name. The next time his eyes peeled open against the heat a figure loomed over him. He seemed to be yelling something but it sounded so far away. Green and blue swam in his vision as he lost consciousness once again.

He could hear low murmuring voices all around him. His head swam with confusion. He could feel soft cotton sheets wrapped around him and the tell tale sting of an IV line inserted into his left arm. His body felt numb and his right leg had an odd feeling of coolness about it. Gingerly he opened one eye to figure out what was going on.

He was greeted with the sight of all his brothers sitting around the bed he had been put in. He heard a low chorus of Scott being said around the room as his eyes adjusted to the light of the room. He felt a hand on his and saw Virgil gently holding it looking like he hadn't slept in over a week. "What happend" he gently asked looking at his little brother in the eyes. His voice came out quite horse and raspy much to his surprise. "The chaos crew" Virgil replied quietly and solemnly. Suddenly the images of the rescue and the carnage that had surrounded him came back into his mind. "How bad he asked" still looking at his brother. It was John who answered instead on the opposite side of his bed. "Unconscious for 3 days, bruised ribs and a definite concussion..." He seemed to trail off towards the end. Scott knew he was avoiding telling him something but before he had a chance to enquire further Gordon finished off for John. " Your right leg", he stated nervously. "When we found you it was blackened and chard, your uniform was missing and the parts that were still there were fused into your skin". "The doctors managed to save it though" he said cheerfully trying his hardest to lighten the mood. Alan chose this moment to interject, "you've had multiple skin grafts and surgeries to assist with its healing, for now it's got to stay in the specialty brace to keep it healing and healthy." So that's why, he thought to himself, it felt slightly cold.

He could already feel the sleep tugging at his eye lids as he looked at his brother's noticing how worried and anxious they all seemed to look. Virgil gently brushed the hair back of his forehead, "sleep Scotty" he gently whispered as everything started going black again.

A month later and Scott was sitting at his father's desk keeping an eye out on the rescue that the rest of his brothers were on. He still was on crutches as he wasn't allowed any weight on the leg just yet. The brace that surrounded it kept it nice and cool though.

He thought back to that morning where all he wanted was a nice hot shower but had decided to go running instead. He should have just had the shower he thought to himself. At the moment all he was allowed was a gentle cold shower due to his injuries. He sighed to himself knowing it was still gonna be a little while until he could have the hot water pouring down his skin.

"SCOTT WHAT ARE YOU DOING", yelled Virgil having just materialised on the holo projector in the middle of the room. "What" Scott replied with his cocky grin on his face. "I'm sitting down" he tried not to laugh at the expression on Virgil's face. "You are meant to be elevating that leg, not sitting at the desk". Well at least some things never changed.

[jeyneofpoole]

As the only bitch I trust with modernisation of asoiaf characters what do you think edmure would be like? Personally I believe he has fallen victim of at least three and a half catfish situations (the half was theon trying to be funny but he got a bit too into it and denies it ever happening when Robb brings it up like 5 months later)

i am so sorry for the late response this was one i had to ponder. hmmmm i think he’s like your sad vaguely twinkish uncle who keeps striking out on tinder and gets sloppy wine-drunk at thanksgiving and gets misty-eyed when he thinks about his highschool lacrosse team (they could have taken the whole thing home if their star player hadn’t strained his achilles tendon, you know) and eventually comes home with a much younger girlfriend who cat and lysa try to bully away because she brings sweet potato casserole to every family gathering when everyone knows that lysa always makes the sweet potato casserole and this undergrad bitch doesn’t even use marshmallows!!!! and also he’s deathly allergic to pecans and chooses to make it a whole thing.

[poetryandfluffycats]

One of Those Nights

A/N: this is the first fic I've ever posted on here please be kind 😭

Pairing: Leo Tsukinaga x fem! reader

Warnings: Maybe slightly ooc Leo, very mild cussing

Content: Leo has a habit of waking up with inspiration at weird hours, this is one of those times

Words: 625

Oneshot under cut!

"Wahahha! I'm a genius! Look (name), aren't I genius?"

Leo had a habit of doing this. Waking up at some ungodly hour of the night after inspiration hit him. Which was great, as his partner I loved that he was working so hard for his unit. Only problem was, these late night bursts of creativity often woke me up, and Leo would not stop blabbering until he fell back asleep himself.

I was laying ontop of the covers with my feet in the air as I watched Leo at his desk, papers sprawled out everywhere. His ginger hair was down from his usual ponytail and his green eyes sparkled with delight. He was beautiful, yes, but also quite a pain in the ass at times.

"(name) (name) (name)~ what do you think of these lyrics? Aren't they good? I can't wait to show everyone!" He flung some papers over at the bed and I barely managed to catch them.

"Yes darling, your a genius" I mumbled sleepily as I read through the scribbles on the paper. It was just a few random verses and a chorus thrown together, but it did flow nicely.

"Yes! Isn't it great! I wrote it about you, can you tell? It's a love song" He was bouncing up and down in his chair like a little kid. I couldn't help but smile at his antics.

I gently placed the paper down on the bed and rested my head in arms, creating a makeshift pillow for myself.

"Hmm" I hummed in response to Leo and closed my eyes, my tiredness slowly taking over my body. I could almost feel myself drifting into unconscious, until...

WACK!

"Ack! What-" I suddenly found myself with Leo sitting on my back, a pillow in his hand and a shit-eating grin on his face. Obviously, I wasn't getting away that easy.

"Hey! You can't go to sleep yet, I still have so many ideas to tell you about," he gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes, "Please?"

I sighed. There was just no way I could stay mad at him. Not at those eyes. Looking up at him, I smiled and caressed his cheek, rubbing my thumb against his soft skin. "Can you at least come to bed? I promise, you can still tell me all about your genius plans"

"Hmmmm" Leo leaned his head into my hand, pondering my question.

I gave him a quick peck on the lips, "Please?"

A small blush dusted his cheeks and his expression lightened, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, "okay, since you asked so nicely"

He sild off me and snuggled under the covers, making grabby hands at me to follow suit.

I rolled my eyes and sild in beside him, my chest flush against his and our faces inches apart. I wrapped my arms around him and lazily slung my leg over his, taking in the warmth of his body.

"So, tell me about these ideas of yours"

"Oh! Well I had this thought about-"

And off he went, rambling on about whatever came to his mind in the moment. I just laid there, listening to him and occasionally giving him a kiss whenever he stopped to breath.

Slowly but surely, his brainstorming slowed down, and I could see his eyelids growing heavy. He nuzzled into my chest and his speech became more slurred and incoherent as he continued, until he was nothing more than a blabbering mess.

I placed a soft kiss to his forehead, "Goodnight darling"

"Hmm, nighty night.."

With that, he was out like a light.

I smiled to myself, nuzzling my head into his ginger locs and sighing.

Maybe these late night brainstorms weren't such a bad thing.

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 21 here //Series Masterlist

Chapter 22

Summary : A naughty phone conversation, a mission gone wrong, and loki finally meets your mom.

Warning: 18+, Phone Sex, smutty soft, dirty talking, mention of stalking, scent kink?, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, ptsd, self deprecating behaviour, panic attack, praise kink, soft precious bean loki, sub loki, switch loki and y/n (they keep going back and forth, who said you have to be just one thing?)

"I miss you" you mumbled as you sighed and you could hear him smiling on the other side of the phone.

"It has been long since we have seen each other, I miss you too" you giggled as he said that.

"I don't even remember the last time we met..do you?" You heard a little laughter from him as you said that.

"Hmmmm let me ponder over it for a moment. Oh it was yesterday..yes that's too long" he mumbled as he laid down on the bed. He had just gotten out of a shower after a long day, unfortunately he wouldn't be getting much rest tonight because he had to leave for a mission.

"I have to sleep alone again huhh "

"I know I am not too stoked about it either" he smiled.

"So you'll be leaving for this thing around 3am?"

"Yes"

"That's too early, is this mission going to be dangerous?"

"Nothing too dangerous for your man" he chuckled.

"It's just 12 here so it must be 1 around there..do you want to take a nap untill then?" He sighed as you said that. He didn't want a nap, he wanted to talk to you.

"Are you sleepy my love?"

"Noooo.. not yet"

"Then I do not wish for a nap, let me just talk to you precious bird of mine" you giggled as he said that.

"Mmmhmm what are you wearing hot stuff?" He chuckled at the nickname though he had an inkling that this conversation would lead somewhere filthy.

"I am in bed darling..you know what I wear in bed and that is nothing"

"Mmmhm that's a nice view from top, is there a sheet covering your lower half?" He placed one of his arms under his head before he put the phone on speaker and laid it on his chest.

"Yes sweetheart. Give me a view as well" he closed his eyes as he pictured you on the bed.

"Well i have your shirt on and I'm not lying this time.. and a underwear "

"Is it the one with tiny bears printed on it?" He chuckled and you gasped.

"How did you know?"

"Intuition my love…is it cold in there?"

"Kind of, I like it cold, makes me miss you less"

"You cute little thing" he sighed and you heard some ruffling at the back.

"What did you just do?"

"I removed the sheet that was starting to bother me" you bit on your lips as you closed your eyes and pictured his naked self on his bed, his cock already hard and begging for attention.

"Goshh..am I making you hot?" A nervous laughter escaped his throat as you said that.

"You always do"

"Toucchhhh yourself baby" he gasped as you said that.

"You want me to touch myself?"

"Yeahhhh be a good boy and do it"

"Fuckkkk darling.. you're going to make me regret not being there tonight aren't you?"

"Well I do want to be the only thing on your mind"

"Don't even have to try little love, I'm doing it, have my fist around my cock" you moaned as he said that, you put the phone on speaker and placed it on the bed.

"Good boy, i love you, stroke yourself slowly..up and down..just like that" his mouth gaped a little as he followed your instructions and began to stroke himself, it's not that he had never touched himself in the privacy of his chamber and the shower stalls but having you tell him how to please him was a different kind of thrill he had never experienced before.

"Take the shirt off darling, underwear stays on"

You moaned at the deep sound of his voice before you pulled the shirt off your body. This is why you needed your hands to be free.

"Done baby..it's sooo cold"

"Mmmhmm bask in the cold for me..need you to feel it sweetheart, need you to feel me around you, every breeze shall remind you of me"

"Ohh Godd" you moaned as your fingers played with your erect nipples while the other hand went inside the waistband of your underwear, you have never felt so soaked in your entire life. You pictured him on his bed, stroking himself slowly, you could almost feel him around you, his scent was all around your bed.

"Are you dripping for me darling?"

"Mmmhmm so wet..I feel… slutty"

"Slutty huh.. Feels naughty.. doesn't it?"

"Mmm I can imagine the precum glistening at the tip of your cock, always gets me going" his breath hitched as you said that, your voice remained sultry and breathy, every word dripping with raw sexuality.

"Oh yess" he rubbed his thumb over the tip of his cock and used the precum as a lube to fasten the pace of his movement "What would you do if I was there?"

"Mmm if I was there..I'd lick it clean"

"Fucking hell darling, you're a dream"

"Mmm that's nothing..I have a filthy fantasy in my head, would you like me to share?"

"Please do share" he smiled.

You heard the sound his cock made as he pumped himself vigorously. Your own fingers worked your clit but you wished you had him touching you instead

"Just wishing I was there, on my knees, ready to service you"

"You want to serve me huh? How would you do that sweet thing?"

"However you want, but I desperately want to suck your cock" he moaned as you said that, his imagination went wild instantly .

"Ohh fuckkk yess, you keep teasing me with that ..one of these days I'm just going to grab you by the head and shove my cock in that pretty little teasing mouth "

"Ohhh God lo I wish you'd do that..I wish you'd just take me like that"

"I bet you'd like that .. want me to rough you up sweetheart?"

"God yess i want to suck your cock all the time and worship you like the god you are.. especially when you look so pretty like that" the furious fapping sounds only heated your arousal to the extreme, all your senses were at play here.

"Uhhhuh ohhh babyy my sweet baby keep talking my love"

"Ohhh God" you moaned at the petname that he had never used for you before.

"You like it when I call you that?"

"You have never done that before..I love it..goshh I can't stop thinking about sucking your cock, it's so filthy but it feels so good"

"I know it does. Close your eyes and just think of me standing at the edge of your bed"

"Oh that's so hot..I'm picturing you all naked with your hair dripping, your cock hard and heavy, i would suck every drop of water off your glistening skin"

"Mmmhm.. and pull your hair up, I'd need something to hold"

"Godd yess"

"Good girl..now I have your lips wrapped around my cock.. eager to see how deep you will take me before you gag on it"

"Fuckkk lokiii ..I'm gonna make a mess of myself " you whined as your fingers pumped in and out of your walls.

"I need you to be a complete mess darling "

"And I want to..ummm noo..that's too dirty" he chuckled as you said that, the raging animal in him wanted to cross all the boundaries of decency. You were his to ruin afterall.

"Come on sweetheart lay it all out on me, I'd never judge you, I'll go as filthy as you'd want me to, I'm all yours to be dirty with" he whispered, his voice rich and seductive. At this point you'd have came just by the sound of his voice reading a dictionary.

"God i love you"

"I love youu"

"Okayyy umm you want to hear it?"

"Please tell me"

"I just want to press my head between your legs and kiss every inch of your cock, your scent intoxicates me lo, uggghh i want to stay there until that's all there's to this world, just the thought makes me so wet for you" his pace quickened as he imagined the scenario in his head.

"That is so lewd sweetheart..I don't know why you'd assume that I wouldn't want to suffocate you between my thighs if that is what you desire so desperately" you whined as he said that.

"Mmm I want that lo..i want it so bad..god I'm so close"

"So am I. Let it go sweetheart, just think of the next time I am there with you in going to fulfill all your dirty little dreams"

"Godd yes"

"Cum for me pretty girl..there you go..let me hear those pretty sounds" he slowed down his pace as he heard you cumming so hard, the breathy moans as you crumbled almost took him out as well but he wanted to last a little bit longer, the fantasy you had about him had brought him to the edge, he just needed you to tell him to cum. He stroked himself slowly as he thought about you just worshipping his body, your heavy breathing slowly faded and then he heard nothing at all.

"Darling are you there?"

He asked you just to be sure that you were still there with him.

"You thought I'd leave you hanging like this?" he chuckled as you said that.

"Never, i know you'd never leave me hanging"

"Mmhm..Good boy, are you close, baby?" He bit on his lower lip as you said that, he was no boy any longer, he hadn't been one for a long time but the way you just melted him and brought him to his knees with two simple words never failed to amaze him.

"Yess my goddess"

"Awhhh do you want me to tell you what to do?" You cooed and you heard a whine in response before he spoke.

"Pleasee tell me what to do" he whispered as he closed his eyes and stroked himself again.

"Just keep going baby..think about your cock in my mouth, does it feel good?"

"Soo good ..I want to cum inside your mouth darling" he whispered as he quickened his pace.

"But I want you to cum all over yourself baby ..want to know why?"

"Whyyyy …whyy please tell me why" he whined and his voice got higher and higher, he was going to cum soon and you knew that.

"Because I want to lick every drop of your cum from every inch of your skin" you heard him grunting as the filthy image filled his head, it was impossible to hold on any longer and he growled like an animal as his orgasm swept him away..

"That's it…that's a good boy, such a pretty boy" the growl slowly turned into a whimper as he rode his high, the sound of your voice only made him wish you were there, not just to make all these dirty fantasies come true but so he could hold you and have you pamper him like the good boy he was for you. He never needed much time to recover but he was so quite on the other side, you could just imagine him all flushed and pink in the cheeks, god you missed him.

"You want to take two minutes to get cleaned and come back?" You asked him so he laughed a little before he agreed to the proposal, his cum had splattered all around his torso and his chest, sone made it to his chin so he definitely needed a quick shower again.

In the meantime you also got cleaned up, put on a fresh pair of underwear and you huddled inside the blanket he had gifted you.

"I'm back"

"I'm here princess, are you all bundled up? Don't want you to get cold anymore" you giggled as he said that.

"Mmm you are so cute.. safe to say we'd never ever get back to being friends after that filthy conversation" he chuckled as you said that. Somehow this conversation felt more sexual than you two having actual sex and you both have done it plenty of times in the last few weeks.

"So that fantasy of yours where–"

"Shutuuupp" you cut him off as your cheeks flushed.

"Darling we need–"

"Nooo shushhh I said shushhh" he laughed at your embarassement, you always got so shy after the act and he always found it endearing, it was like having the best of the both worlds, the shy adorable princess who wore cute little underwear turned into a dominating little minx as soon as she was horny, he was blessed truly.

"That fantasy of yours is very tittilating is all I am trying to convey" you hummed as he said that.

"Mmm its not weird?"

"Darling, to know that my natural scent arouses you is very erotic in nature, so primal" you smiled as he said that. Every inch of him aroused you.

"Okayyy..I just don't want to make you feel weird"

"You could never my love" he mumbled but when you didn't say anything in response he spoke again,

"Are you sleepy now?"

"No baby I'm here" a yawn accompanied your words so it was less believable.

"You can sleep my love, you have to work tomorrow"

"Mmmm"

"Darling?"

"I'm here, i love you so much…so so much..it's crazy how much I love you" he smiled as you mumbled in your pre sleep hazy state. He truly wished he was there at the moment to snuggle with you.

"I love you and just so you know, nothing will ever ruin our friendship, you will always be my best friend in the whole nine realms and I be yours"

"Mmmmmmmm best friends forever" you clutched onto a pillow and made bird-like kissing noises over the phone. He didn't hang up until he was assured you had fallen asleep.

You woke up right around 9 in the morning, you had to be at work in like an hour so you hurriedly got dressed. You called Loki but his phone was unreachable. There was a voicemail he had left on your phone around 3 am so you gave it a listen

"Darling, I know you are asleep and I didn't want to wake you. I am leaving now and I would love to hear from you sometime later in the day, I shall return by the afternoon so perhaps you will hear from me" he chuckled and it made you smile but it also made you very emotional, you just wanted him to be safe and come back to you "I know..I just know you are tearing up now so I'm going to go.. Loki come on brother, we are getting late" you heard Thor's voice in the background and it made you chuckle "See you soon my beloved..never forget that I love you"

Around 4 in the afternoon you called him again and his cellphone was still out of reach, he should have been back by now and he was supposed to call you.

Anxiety crippled you when in the evening you called him again but his cellphone still had no reception so you finally called Jane and asked her if they were back, she told you that all of the Avengers had returned except Loki. Your heart went still as she said that.

"What do you mean…where is he?" Your voice choked on your tears and you heard her sighing.

"I don't know..Thor is looking for him..he just disappeared, all of them had decided to meet at the same spot once they were done with their individual assignments but Loki didn't return but he'll be okay y/n just keep yourself calm okay" she told you but how were you supposed to stay calm in this situation? He was missing, they couldn't find him. Where was he? Did Thanos take him again? Was he being hurt again? Millions of questions were bothering you, you just wanted him to be back to you, safe, you didn't even talk to him before he had left. Why didn't you talk to him?

You had no moment of peace after that but around ten at night you heard a knock on the window and as you opened the blinders, you saw his bruised but smiling face. You quickly opened the window and he got in, that's when you noticed that those weren't the bruises but he seemed badly sunburned. He was in his green Asgardian leather uniform.

"Where were you?" Your eyes welled up so he grabbed your shoulders to hug him, as soon as you felt his embrace you broke down, he quickly picked you up and then you felt him stumbling on his feet so you asked him to put you down.

"What's wrong lo? God please tell me what's wrong with you?"

"Alright, but you need to relax my darling" you crossed your arms as he said that, you glared at him for a moment before you grabbed his arm and made him sit down on the sofa.

"I got severely heated at the mission"'

"You got what?"

"We were in this desert, Sahara, or something and i underestimated the heat, i collapsed suddenly and fell down in this open pit"

"Why would you go there? You know you can't tolerate that much heat lo" you raised your voice a little and he just wanted to calm you down, he had been through this feeling when he couldn't get in touch with you the day you had met Stephen so he knew how terrified you must have felt.

"I know that now, i am sorry I didn't mean to scare you like that darling, come here" he opened his arms so you sighed and hugged him before you abruptly got back up again. You closed the window and lowered the thermostat so it was freezing cold in your apartment.

"Take your clothes off baby"

"Really you want to–" he smirked but as you glared at him again, instead of finishing whatever innuendo he had in mind he waved his fingers and he was completely nude except for a brief that he had on, you came back to him with bunch of icepacks and sun burn soothing cream in your hands, you also had a bowl filled with ice cubes.

"Princess I don't need this, my immunity will kick in now that I'm back into the cold environment"

You put the stuff down on the sofa at his response and decided to storm away but he grabbed your arm and pulled you on his lap.

"I am sorry, i need it, fix me darling..I am sorry..hey I'm sorry" he kissed you softly and grabbed an ice pack then he gave it you so you placed it on his cheek around the burned area, the tears spilled from your eyes so he wiped them away with his thumbs. You grabbed the cream and applied it on the burn mark all around his face as gently as you could before you moved down and rubbed the ice cube on his chest.

He had a huge burn mark right in the center of his chest and it did feel soothing to him, he remembered how he was literally melting under the heat. He had similar marks all over his body, he was badly burned because of the scorching sun. Apparently he fainted and had fallen into a desert hole, it was only when the sun went down and the temperature got colder that he gained his consciousness back and came out of the pit, that's when Thor found him.

"You could have died" you sniffled between your cries so he shook his head and tried to kiss you but you pulled away, you just felt scared still. You actually thought something horrible had happened to him.

"I am sorry I yelled baby I'm so sorry..i was just scared" you cupped his cheeks and kissed all over his face as tenderly as you could.

"I know..you do not need to apologise i understand but i am here now, love me princess ..please love me" you cupped his cheeks and kissed him as his sad voice pricked your heart.

Safe to say he didn't go back to the tower that night because you spent the night loving him and pampering him as best as you could.

His job was risky, you knew that and whatever had occurred today had only made you more paranoid, you had extreme anxiety about the most frivolous things in life so this definitely wasn't easy, you didn't think you were capable of dealing with such a situation but you knew you had to learn to do that, you had to learn to be patient with his job, he was a strong warrior and he had been through hell and back.

And that night he had promised you that no matter what happens he'd always return to you.

"Okayy I'm apologizing in advance if she yells at you" Loki chuckled as you said that but then he realized you weren't joking, he was in a small city in Ohio with you, you wanted him to go meet your mother in person and he was nervous about it, mainly because he knew your mother hated his guts. He looked around and your mother's house was nothing like the buildings he was used to seeing in NYC or even your apartment. It was a typical two storey house in an Suburban area.

As you knocked on her door he grabbed your other hand in his to comfort you, he could feel you shaking with nervousness.

"Is this the house you grew up in?"

"No my dad lives there with his new girlfriend ..ummmm this is David's house, my mom moved here after wedding, ofcourse"

He nodded as you said that. As soon as the door opened and she had a look at him, she gasped loudly and took a step back as if she had seen a ghost, his brows furrowed and he stepped behind you to hide then he peeked his head to the side to look at her but she was just staring at him, still horrified.

You wrapped your arm around him and grabbed his hand to bring him back on your side again, you would have told him how adorable he was being but now wasn't the time.

When your mother didn't say anything you took him inside and that's when you saw literally everyone there, there was David of course, his precious daughters- Chelsea and Courtney, your mother's sisters and their kids. They all just seemed as bewildered as your mom.

"I said I wanted youuuu to meet him…you ..not the whole clan" you glared at her and she crossed her arms before she walked past you.

"Well Missy you have no right to be upset after this" she sneered at you so you sighed..

"Is that Loki? Avenger Loki? Oh my goshhhhh" you heard Courtney whispering, why the hell was she here? Wasn't she supposed to be in London? She was possibly creaming her panties already at the sight of him. He did look devastatingly handsome in that white button up shirt

"Does anyone get Mark Johnson vibes from him?" Chelsea mumbled, she seemed heavily pregnant now. You just hopeed she won't induce early labour to steal the attention from you. God you felt like a bitch around these people, they brought out the worst in you. Family right?

"Sit down lo..I'm so sorry " you mumbled to him and his brows furrowed but he complied to your request and sat down on one of the single couches.

"Mom, can I have a word with you in private?"

"Oh you want privacy now after you have humiliated me in front of everyone?" You glared at her as she said that.

"Ohhhh you are the one humiliated huh? You think this is humiliating for youuu?" You stormed towards the kitchen so she followed you.

"How long has this been going on for? And how did you even meet him?"

"He picked up the tesseract and guess where he ended up? In my apartment, he was living with me in my apartment for two months before he was caught again"

"Oh my lord" she put her hand on her chest dramatically as she braced herself against the counter.

"Don't be so shocked, you have met him already once, remember the dinner?" Her eyes widened as you said that

"I knew that day itself that he seemed familiar" you sighed as she said that.

"Look mom whatever notions and prejudices you have set against him, he's not that person"

"Oh how do you know that? For all you know he could just be fooling you"

"Why would he do that? I'm nothing special. Why–"

"Exactly my point. Why would he want you of all women on earth? He must have an agenda" She said to you and your eyes teared up. Sometimes your mom was the most insensitive person there ever could be.

"Maybe because we got to know each other mom, maybe just maybeeeeee although it might seem like a stretch to you but maybeeeee he just loves me for who I am even though you and dad had always hated me for that" you raised your voice but your voice choked up as usual, you felt frustrated and angry but the fact that you could never let out your frustration without crying was even more frustrating than your mom believing that a man couldn't just fall in love with you.

Loki was standing right outside the kitchen and all he wanted to do was grab your arm and take you away but he knew you'd never want that either, you loved your family and you needed them in your life. You took a deep breath to calm down, this wasn't the reason you were there.

"Look, If you'd just give him a chance you'll see him the way I do, he's not the man you think he is, he saved my life, do you know that? If it wasn't for him i probably would have gotten killed–"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not going to discuss that right now. Just get out there and treat him nicely mom or you won't be seeing me for a very long time" she groaned as you said that. Loki made his way back to the living room and sat down. David offered him a cup of tea which he gladly accepted. After a minute or two you returned with your mom and you asked him to scooch on the couch so you could sit next to him. You felt his hand rubbing your back gently so you smiled at him and kissed his cheek softly.

Nobody was saying anything, there was silence all around and a lot of staring so you sighed.

"Any questions? Do you guys want to say something?" You looked around the room and none of them said a word except your mom.

"What are you planning to do with my daughter? Will you marry her?" She asked him and you facepalmed immediately.

"Next question " you glared at her and she glared at him again "Really nothing? Nobody? Because you guys have alot to say when I'm fucking up my life or is it because you all know that i have something good going on here. That must be it huh…this must be killing you people" you stood up so he did as well and you linked your fingers around his own.

"Call us in when you really want to get to know him mom" you held his hand tightly and made your way to the front door, you had a lot of apologizing to do to him.

"Oh by the way, Chelsea?" She tilted her head as you turned around to look at her "Remember when you told me that no prince charming would come knocking on my door with this attitude? Well guess what" you pointed towards Loki and she scoffed but it was borne out of jealousy you could tell, all of a sudden their perfect life seemed not so perfect, it's not that your relationship with Loki was perfect but you knew that he was and you finally had someone you knew would never cheat you or lie to you or backstab you for selfish reasons and you wanted them to know that you were proud of him and you were blessed to have him.

As you stepped out on your porch loki cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly.

"I will return in a minute"

"Loki–"

"Please darling?" He pleaded with you with his eyes to go in again so you sighed. You didn't want them to hurt him with their words but you allowed him to go in. You eavesdropped and heard him wanting to chat with your mother in private so you circled around the house and stood in front of the kitchen window just so you could hear their conversation,

"Mrs y/l/n i know you are wary of me–"

"I can't even stand in the same room as you" she spat at him and your jaw clenched.

"And i understand that, I do, what I have done still gnaws at me every moment of my life"

"I'm sure it does" she said sarcastically. Is it wrong to want to hit your mom?

"It does and I don't think I would have come out of it if it wasn't for your daughter. I just want to tell you that you should be immensely proud of her because she is the kindest most gentle soul i have ever come across in my life and i have seen a lot, I have seen the evil that is out there in the universe but your daughter? She's so precious and all she had been wanting in her life is to be happy, that's all she has ever wished for, she never wanted to hurt you with her choices, she just wants to be happy and live her life on her own terms and whether you like it or not..i do tend to make her happy" she scoffed as he said that, you wiped your tears as his words filled your heart with such contentment.

"You can take your time with me and I promise you I will most certainly earn your forgiveness but please do not punish her for this, that is my earnest request to you" she crossed her arms and shook her head in disbelief so he looked down, he just had one more thing to say.

"And just so you know your daughter, my darling y/n, she's very special not just to me but as a human being, she's the most special woman there ever could be and i always wanted to share my gratitudes with you because without you she wouldn't be what she is so thank you, that is all, have a good day"

You smiled as he finished his words, his words had melted the frustration you had been feeling, you wanted your mother to give him a chance but if she didn't want to even listen to him then it wasn't on you or him anymore, you had done your due diligence, you just wanted to get the heck out of here but then you heard your mom,

"Please join us for early dinner in the evening, both of you"

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Note: Is she coming around? We will see.

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in my head, the reader from the alhaitham!vampire au/fic is equally as fascinated by the fact that he's a vampire as he is they're human. Like they are aware that it is a dangerous situation but not for them, other people sure but they're safe. They don't have to worry about taxes anymore and they can still do the things they like and enjoy, it's not like they can't see their friends anymore, they can but they were never the most social person anyways so it's not something that happens regularly anyways.

in my head I have a conversation between them and another person going like: "he killed a man" / "he did and he takes full responsibility for it and apologizes sincerely" (he will do none of these things)

but I wanted to run this by you and see what your thoughts on this were, love your stuff by the way

「 au masterlist 」

Hmmmm in any fic, I always try to keep the darling's personality as ambiguous as possible so they can be interpreted however the reader pleases. Some key characteristics do tend to shine through, besides, Vampire Alhaitham and darling have quite a dynamic soo :>

In Vampire! Alhaitham's case, I tried to imply reader to be 'everything he wasn't hoping they were'. Vampire Alhaitham may be down bad for darling to the point he strays from his usual principles, but in terms of intellect, he's far more advanced and dangerous than our Feeble Scholar — so, I wanted this big bad vampire to be at his wit's end.

I have the same curious!reader vision as you!! Their innocence and purity is what made Alhaitham so intrigued and, kept him from killing them in the first place. As for the curiosity to shine (and birth some adorable moments), the dependency to take effect or the matter of awareness, depends on whether we're talking about pre-kidnapping or post-kidnapping.

Pre-kidnapping reader is blissfully unaware of the rollercoaster that's about to hit them — sure, they have some suspicions about the recent happenings in their lives and the nagging feeling that they're constantly being watched, even in sleep. But there's no concrete evidence to prove anything. All the while, Alhaitham goes through the five stages of grief regarding his feelings for the person he was sent to murder 😕

After-kidnapping though? There is nothing called 'the outside world' beyond Alhaitham's ridiculously secured house for you, my dear. Your previous life and the sunlight you want on your skin? You don't them anymore. ... To Alhaitham's credit although, he's just trying to keep you safe from the filthy claws of the Vampire Lords :( You understand it's for your best, don't you?

Darling's persona will contribute to them submitting without much of a fight, honestly. As you said : no taxes, no annoying people but a super handsome vampire that looks after them and asks (almost) nothing in return? They have no one else left anyway and deep down, they just want to be loved. Besides, would you really think about escaping at all from him, after witnessing what Vampire Alhaitham is capable of doing with his bare hands? I trust you're smart enough to keep that possibility, forever just a possibility.

I can see that conversation happening after Alhaitham's plan has succeeded fully, him killing someone will be as normal as breathing to reader at that point and that childlike whimsy?? Oh, just when Alhaitham thought he couldn't love you any harder.

Honestly though, I'm just happy seeing you ponder over this, go as crazy with your hcs as you want <33