#i know he comes back because i love spoiling myself but wow

[thefloatingwriter]

kai parker killing himself was not on my s6 finale bingo card.

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

the amount of effort that goes into figuring out what to cook and eat every day is RIDICULOUS. i used to think people were so weird and boring for eating the same thing every single day but it truly does make life so much easier

[spencerreidenjoyer]

lovebird | spencer reid x reader

Spencer's little girl sets you and her dad up.

wc: 3.3k, rating: teen

tags/warnings: 2+1, kindergarten teacher!reader, single girldad!spencer, fluff, meet-cute, implied sex, use of "Y/N" because this fic would've been impossible to write without it oops

a/n: not sure what possessed me to write this, but i finished writing this in about 2 days lmao. girldad!spencer loml. thank you to my lovely friends over on twitter who fuelled my insanity. for this fic i have season 10 spencer in mind/later seasons spencer who's just full on daddy at that point <3 (also crossposted on ao3!)

Sunday

You’re at the grocery store in a ratty t-shirt and sweats, picking out fucking cereal when you hear the pitter-patter of footsteps running towards you, and a sweet, high-pitched voice calling your name. 

It’s one of your students, Ellie Reid, holding a box of cereal that’s half her height, and she comes up to you in the aisle. 

“Ellie? What are you doing here?” You ask sweetly, pushing your hair out of your face before you squat down to meet Ellie’s height. 

“My daddy wanted to get groceries. He said we would go together. But he had to pick up the phone, and I wanted to help look for the things Daddy needs.”

Her dad, Dr. Spencer Reid, is an FBI agent and a single dad to Ellie. He’s one of the best parents you’ve had this year – the fancy kindergarten you teach at lends itself to spoiled brats and uptight parents, but Dr. Reid and Ellie are a welcome reprieve in a usually stuffy environment. You’re pleased to see her here, on a weekend, but less pleased with the fact that she’s alone. 

“Oh, wow! You’re so helpful, Ellie,�� you say, holding her arm gently. “I’m sure your dad is really thankful. But you shouldn’t have walked off alone. I’m glad you found me.”

“Why?” 

“Because it’s not safe for you to walk around alone in the grocery store, Ellie,” you smile. “Let’s go find your dad.”

Ellie nods, her cheeks ruddy and when you hold out your hand for her to hold, Ellie’s little hand wraps around two of your fingers. “Did you come to the grocery store alone? It’s not safe.”

“I did come alone. But I’m an adult, so it’s okay. You’re little, Ellie, so you should only walk around with your dad.” You lead Ellie down aisle after aisle, walking past canned food and bags of chips and walls lined with bottles of drinks. 

“But you shouldn’t walk around alone if it’s dangerous. When we find my daddy maybe he can protect you too!” Ellie says confidently. 

When did this grocery store feel so big? You can’t find Dr. Reid anywhere, and you feel a rising panic in your chest. You have half a mind to pull up the school’s contact information in your phone, but you hear Dr. Reid’s voice calling his daughter’s name, and both you and Ellie turn around.

“Daddy!” Ellie shrieks, almost dropping the box of cereal in her arms as she dashes toward her father. She almost trips as she closes the distance, thankfully landing in her father’s arms before she does fall. 

Dr. Reid scoops her up, holding her tightly. “You had me worried, sweetheart.”

“Sorry, Daddy,” Ellie mumbles against her father’s shoulder. “But I found Miss Y/N and she helped me find you!”

“I told her not to run off alone in the future,” you say. “Right, Ellie?” 

The sweet girl nods. She giggles into Dr. Reid’s shoulder, and his hand comes up to pat her back, a soothing gesture.

“I’m glad it was you she bumped into,” Dr. Reid says, sighing with relief. “I wouldn’t know I would do with myself if–”

“It’s okay, Dr. Reid,” you assure him. “It’s not a problem at all. You’re– You’re doing a great job with her.”

“Thank you for saying that. I– I’ll see you at the parent-teacher meeting next Friday, right?”

“Yeah, next Friday.” You smile at him. “Have a good day, Dr. Reid. Bye, Ellie!”

“Bye!” Ellie, sweet girl, waves excitedly, her gummy smile overtaking her face. Dr. Reid walks toward the checkout, holding Ellie with one hand and pushing his shopping cart with the other. 

You feel how warm your cheeks are when Dr. Reid and Ellie are finally out of sight, your hand clammy around the handle of your shopping basket. You slap your cheek lightly, willing yourself to pull yourself together.

The way your heart flutters whenever you see Dr. Reid is a cause for concern, and you wonder if you should see a doctor about it. 

Dr. Spencer Reid is a marvel. He’s admirable, juggling his job at the FBI with raising a little girl all on his own, and he’s both a great profiler and a great dad. He’s incredibly sweet with Ellie and incredibly kind to you, which you unfortunately don’t get a lot, especially with the kinds of parents you deal with. It doesn’t help that he’s incredibly handsome: his hair is slightly long, wavy and messy in a way that frames his face just right, not to mention the stubble that makes him look that much hotter.

Your little crush on Dr. Reid is certainly inappropriate, but over the parent-teacher meetings and interacting with him when he drops off and picks up his daughter from school, you can’t help yourself from falling for him. 

Tuesday

Ellie Reid is a smart girl, that you know, but you're blindsided by her genius one day at recess. You’re monitoring all the kids at the playground when Ellie comes up to you. She has a contorted look on her face but she says, “Miss Y/N, I fell.”

“You did? Are you feeling okay?” You ask, squatting down to match her height. You look at her knees – not a speck of dirt nor a red spot from falling down.

“My knee hurts. Can you call my daddy?”

“Does it hurt badly? I’ll take you to see the nurse if it does,” you say, not entirely understanding the situation. You’ve never met a four-year-old who wouldn’t be in tears over tripping and falling, even if the injury wasn’t severe. 

The look on Ellie’s face makes you think that she’s trying to match your expectations of what she should be feeling. “It doesn't hurt bad. I just want my daddy to come pick me up. Can you call him?”

You try not to furrow your brow at the strange request. You’re usually trusted to handle any little accidents and mishaps with the children, but at Ellie’s insistence of calling her father, you feel like you should. 

(It’s certainly not spurred on by seeing him at the grocery store last weekend.)

“Alright, Ellie. I’ll call your dad and see what he says, okay?”

“Okay, Miss Y/N,” Ellie says, smiling at you. You get her to sit down on the bench next to you and your co-teacher to oversee the kids before fish your phone out from your pocket to dial Dr. Reid’s number. As you wait for the call to go through, Ellie looks at you with wide, expectant eyes. You smile at her.

On the third ring, Dr. Reid picks up. “Hello?” 

“Hi, Dr. Reid. This is Miss Y/N from Ellie’s school. I’m calling to inform you that Ellie fell on the playground during recess.”

“Oh, my. Is she alright?” You hear Dr. Reid’s voice grow concerned. Ellie looks up at you, and you look the little girl up and down one more time just to be sure.

“Yes, she is. I checked and she doesn’t have any scrapes or bruises. She says her knee hurts, but that she’s also fine. Usually, we don’t call parents over small mishaps like this, but Ellie insisted that I call you.”

“I see,” Dr. Reid hums, his tone indecipherable. “Can I talk to her?”

“Sure thing, Dr. Reid,” you say. You hold the phone out to Ellie as you put the call on speakerphone and tell her, “Your dad wants to speak to you, Ellie.”

Ellie is polite, but clearly excited as she yells, “Hi, Daddy!” 

“Woah! Hi, Ellie,” Dr. Reid laughs, his serious tone while he was speaking to you gone, talking to his daughter with a delightful whimsy. “Miss Y/N told me you fell on the playground today. Does it hurt?”

“No,” Ellie answers, but she looks up quickly at you. “I mean, yes. Just a little. It doesn’t hurt too bad anymore.”

You hide your smile, and you think you can hear the smile in Dr. Reid’s voice as he says, “Okay, sweet girl, that’s good.”

“Can you come and pick me up right now, Daddy?” Ellie asks, a little whiny. It’s adorable, though. 

“Well, it’s only ten in the morning, honey,” Dr. Reid bargains. “And I know you have art class later, right? Don’t you want to stay around for that?”

“I do!” Ellie says eagerly. “Oh, I love art class!”

“I know you do, honey,” Dr. Reid assures. “So, do you feel okay enough to stick around in class until Daddy comes to pick you up at the end of the day?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Ellie nods, even though Dr. Reid can’t see her. “But you have to come pick me up!”

“I always do, Ellie,” Dr. Reid laughs, making Ellie laugh along too. “Okay, honey. Go on and play with your friends. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay! Bye, Daddy! I love you!”

“Bye! I love you too, Ellie!” Dr. Reid matches Ellie’s excitable energy, and Ellie giggles before she runs off to play again. His voice returns to a calm but engaged sort of energy. “Well, that was something.”

“She seems fine,” you say, switching the speakerphone off as you hold your phone back up to your ear. “I’m sorry to bother you in the middle of your work day, Dr. Reid.”

“Oh, please, it’s not a bother at all,” Dr. Reid laughs gently. “I love talking to Ellie. She might miss me or something, if she had to fake a fall so you would call me.”

“Perhaps,” you say, slightly surprised that Dr. Reid would be so quick to call out his daughter’s bluff. Some of the other parents would rip your throat out if you even insinuated their child was in the wrong. “I’ll still keep an eye out for her.”

“Thanks, Miss Y/N,” Dr. Reid insists. “Besides, it’s always a pleasure getting a call from you.”

You don’t remember if you thank him before he hangs up, because all you can think about is Dr. Reid saying he enjoys talking to you.

After putting your phone away, you press your hands to your warm cheeks in an effort to calm yourself and your beating heart down. 

Dr. Reid is one of the last parents to come by during pickup. It’s a somewhat regular occurrence, with Dr. Reid’s busy and hectic job. You are never bothered by spending extra time with Ellie, and you know Dr. Reid always tries his best to pick Ellie up as soon as he can. He usually makes regular pickup so you never get to exchange more than a few words with him, but days like today aren’t necessarily rare either. But considering your interaction on Sunday, you’re secretly pleased with how it’s worked out. 

Only you and Ellie are left in the classroom, you having told your co-teacher to clock out first. You’re pleasantly surprised when there’s a knock on the door frame, Dr. Reid standing there in a cardigan and a button-up shirt with his dress pants. “Ellie!”

His hair is somehow more fluffy and messy than you’d seen him at the grocery store, but it just makes him look even more soft and domestic. You try not to look at Dr. Reid with hearts in your eyes as Ellie shrieks and runs towards him, Dr. Reid picking her up easily and swinging her around before he holds her tight. “Hi, sweet girl.”

“Daddy!” Ellie giggles. “I missed you today.”

“I missed you too, honey,” Dr. Reid coos, pressing a kiss to the top of Ellie’s head. Your insides melt, gooey at the tooth-rottingly sweet display in front of you. “Were you a good girl for Miss Y/N today?”

“Uh-huh!” Ellie nods, her gummy smile absolutely adorable. 

“She was a pleasure,” you add. “Hello, Dr. Reid.”

“Hello again.” Dr. Reid smiles. “It’s nice to see you. Are you doing well?”

“Yes, I am. Other than Ellie’s little incident, today was thankfully uneventful. Thank you for asking.”

Dr. Reid’s face scrunches up in an extremely endearing way, like it’s obvious that he’d want to know about… you. “Of course. I like to know you’re doing well. It’s great to hear.”

You feel like you don’t know what to say to that, perhaps a little too caught up in your little crush on him to come up with a coherent response. You laugh shyly, tucking your hair behind your ear. Dr. Reid has set Ellie down, and she wanders around the classroom, fidgeting with the pencils on the tables, but doesn’t stray too far from her dad. “Ellie seems to be fine from earlier, but you might want to check in with her again.”

“I will,” Dr. Reid says, nodding. “Oh! I almost forgot–”

You look on as Dr. Reid fumbles in his satchel, pulling a crumpled paper bag out. The paper bag looks bulky, oil stains seeped through on the sides and on the bottom. “Oh, it looks bad. It’s good, I promise– It’s a chocolate muffin from this really good bakery near my office. I just thought I’d get you one. Since you’re so helpful with Ellie. Especially today.”

Dr. Reid holds it out for you, and you scramble to step forward and take it. “Thank you, Dr. Reid, you- You didn’t have to. It’s my job to look after Ellie, after all. Not that it’s a burden, or just a job, I mean– Ellie’s great. She’s one of our brightest, but don’t tell any of the other parents that.”

Dr. Reid smiles so bright you feel like you could feel the warmth radiating from him. “I won’t, if I bump into any of them at the parent-teacher meeting.”

You bite your lip, smiling, shy at the attention Dr. Reid gives you. You think he’s flirting(?) with you, but you try to remain professional. You clear your throat. “Thank you, Dr. Reid.” 

“Thank you again, Miss Y/N. I mean it.” Dr. Reid asserts, and you feel your cheeks flush. “Tonight is pizza night, so Ellie and I should be making our way home right about now.”

“Pizza!” Ellie yells, giddy, causing both you and Dr. Reid to laugh. She zooms past you to stand next to her dad. 

“Thank you, Dr. Reid. I’ll see you proper on Friday,” you say, nodding your head slightly. “And I’ll see you, Ellie, tomorrow, yeah?”

“Bye, Miss Y/N!” Ellie waves frantically. Dr. Reid joins her in her waving, equally silly. 

“I look forward to seeing you then, Miss Y/N,” Dr. Reid smiles. “Bye.”

“Bye!” you reply, trying not to sound too eager, and then Dr. Reid ducks out of the classroom with Ellie in hand. You feel like you’re swooning so hard you might faint.

Friday

Parent-teacher meetings go smoothly, thankfully. There are parents who only bother to hear the praise you give their children, so ignorant to the criticisms of their children that you try not to make too obvious. After seeing nineteen sets of parents, Dr. Spencer Reid is your last of the day. You don’t want to say you’ve been waiting for this all day, but checking off the nineteen sets of parents before this has only made you more and more excited. 

Dr. Reid finally enters the classroom, two minutes early for his slot, but he’s alone. 

“Where’s Ellie? She’s totally allowed to sit in for these meetings too.”

“She’s at my boss’ place for a playdate with his son,” Dr. Reid says. “Actually, that sounds pretty weird, doesn’t it? My daughter, having a playdate with my boss’ son?”

“Not at all. They say it takes a village to raise a child. I’m glad your colleagues are so helpful with Ellie.”

“They really are,” Dr. Reid asserts, smiling. “Hotch– My boss, I mean– offered, knowing I had this meeting.”

“That’s really nice of him,” you nod. “So, about Ellie…”

“Please tell me you only have good things to say,” Dr. Reid jokes, and you try very hard not to swoon. 

“Essentially, yes,” you nod. “Ellie is such a bright girl, and she’s so sweet. She’s always helpful with her classmates and polite to everyone and the teachers too. Again, don’t tell this to the other parents, but Ellie’s set high standards for the rest of the class.”

“You’re telling me an awful lot that I shouldn’t be telling the other parents,” Dr. Reid grins. “You sure you aren’t playing favourites?”

“You certainly are my favourite,” you say before you can catch yourself, and Dr. Reid looks at you with wide eyes. You imagine you look equally shocked. “I’m sorry, Dr. Reid, I didn't mean to say that.”

Dr. Reid cocks his head, a little smile toying on his lips. “Miss Y/N, did I ever tell you what I do for the FBI?”

You have no idea how this relates to how unprofessional and inappropriate you are being. You shake your head anyway, too afraid to say anything anymore before you say something even more embarrassing. 

“I’m a profiler, Miss Y/N. I use psychology and study behaviour to catch serial killers,” Dr. Reid explains, using his hands to articulate his point. Your eyes dart down to the motion; but your gaze quickly flits back up to his face. “In general, I’m good at reading people.”

“Is that so?” You gulp. Is he able to read you?

“I don’t mean to profile you, Miss Y/N, I mean it,” Dr. Reid sounds a little apologetic. “But I can’t help but notice the way you lean toward me when we’re speaking, the way you fidget with your hands a little, the way you can almost meet my eyes, but you still seem a little bashful about it. I either intimidate you, or…”

“Or..?” 

“I’m sorry if this is too forward, but would you like to get dinner with me?”

“What?” You ask, disbelieving. “Dinner?”

“You- You’re interested in me too, aren’t you?”

“Too?” You gape, sounding like a parrot as you repeat his words, simply unable to wrap your head around the fact that Ellie Reid’s young, hot, genius father just asked you on a date. 

“I’m usually not too doubtful of my profiling skills, but beautiful women like you make me second-guess if I’m reading this right.” Dr. Reid laughs, avoiding looking at you. 

“Dr. Reid, I would love to get dinner with you,” You say, trying to sound confident. 

Dr. Reid beams as he meets your eyes. “Oh, thank God.”

“Cheesy that you’re calling me beautiful,” you laugh bashfully, waving him off. 

“I mean it!” Dr. Reid insists. “And, um– Would you want to do dinner after this? If you don’t have any other meetings, of course. Or any other plans– you’d probably have plans on a Friday night, right? Way to be presumptuous–”

“Dr. Reid! I don’t have plans tonight. A dinner date sounds great,” you laugh.

“Great! Great, good. I’m glad.” Dr. Reid says, looking a little giddy that you’d taken him up on it. “Also, um- I love when people call me Dr. Reid, but please just call me Spencer. Do you think people would get the wrong idea if you called me Dr. the whole time?” 

You cackle, Spencer looking thoroughly pleased at making you laugh. 

“Okay, Spencer,” you try his first name, and it rolls off your tongue with ease. “Let me pack up and then we can go get dinner.”

“I like when you say my name,” Spencer smiles. “What’re you feeling for dinner?”

If you and Spencer kiss at the end of your dinner date in front of your apartment door, that’s between you and him. 

You pulling Spencer into your apartment with your hands fisted in his hair should also stay between you and him. 

It doesn’t entirely stay between you and him, though, as Spencer calls his boss to turn Ellie’s playdate into a sleepover before he rolls over to kiss you and take you all over again. 

[spoiledprincessbratspostsblog]

But Daddy I love him!

Seth Cohen x Fem!Reader

warnings: mention of stable and happy family and being an only child (lol)

A/N: Finally out! Not proofread. English isn't my first language so I apologize for any mistakes. All credit to the GIF owner. I'm only on season 2 of the OC so sorry for any mistakes! This is very inspired by Seth meeting summers dad lol. This is short n' sweet enjoy!

𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡𓇼♡

Being your Parent's only child comes with its advantages and disadvantages. Advantages: You're spoiled rotten. Disadvantages: They always expected only the best for you. While some argue that that isn't a disadvantage, you argue otherwise.

You and Seth have been dating for a couple of months, and it's gotten to the “meet the parents” moment. While you've met his on multiple occasions it doesn't matter because Sandy and Kirsten are extremely laid back and love you! Your parents are together and have been since before they had you. So you've always had a good example of what a loving healthy relationship looked like. And that's exactly what you and Seth have!

Your dad just doesn't seem to see it like that. You can't quite tell when your dad started detesting your poor boyfriend. Because before they even met he was so happy that you were happy. Maybe it's the one time they ran into each other when Seth was picking you up. “Uh hey, sir! I'm uh here for your daughter. You know the only you have” he laughed nervously. Your dad saw this as a sign of weakness while you found it cute and endearing.

But now you were formally introducing him to your parents for the first time ever! After getting ready and meeting Seth at the restaurant earlier you were both still nervous. You never told Seth what your dad had said about him after the run-in and Seth always assumed he was loved… but you never corrected him on it either. He was determined to make a good impression. He wore a fancy suit with a tie and everything. “Hey sweetheart!” he greeted and you could hear the nervousness in his voice. After you greeted him he continued. “So I was thinking what topic of conversation should I bring up huh? I mean I don't wanna bore him but I don't wanna sound like a smart liar either-” You shut him up with a kiss followed by a giggle. “Just be yourself but a little less.. Nerdy,” you told him half jokingly half seriously. He squinted his eyes and playfully scoffed. “Oh come on I promise I won't bring up Captain Oats or Superman the entire conversation okay?” you laugh at his words. “No no talking about Superman but Mr. Oats needs to be discussed He is such an important figure in your life!” you joke to which he fakes a laugh and kisses you again.

A little while later Seth your parents and you are all sitting at the table in silence after Seth tells another painfully not funny joke. A few minutes passed before your father asked bluntly “So where do you think things are going with my daughter?” you could've sworn you saw Seth choke on his food. “Dad! It's only been a couple of months” you retorted “Well I would like to know if he's serious about you or not” your father replied back. Seth then cleared his throat “Serious? Oh yes very serious. I love your daughter I have for quite some time now and uh my intentions? You know uh make her feel loved and- wow it's hot in here. Um do everything I can to make her happy” Seth ranted and you smiled softly before looking back at your father in the hope that Seth's words changed his perception. But your dad's face didn't even budge.

After the dinner, you and Seth walked on the pier together hand in hand ahead of your parents. Still in view but out of earshot. “I dunno I thought he liked me and then today happened and it was just so awkward?” you sighed. “Seth it's just how he is okay? He has higher expectations for me than I have for myself. I'm sorry just know I love you too. Is it getting chilly or is it just me?” he didn't reply instead he just took off his blazer and put it in you before ranting again “I mean even Captain Oats would have been an easier conversation to have! Wait wait wait- I don't meet his expectations?” he stops walking and so do you “you're not a bad boyfriend at all Seth!” you exclaimed grabbing his hands. “My dad just wants someone who is unrealistically perfect.” he hods and squints his eyes “Okay I can be that”. You raise your eyebrows “Sorry what?” he grins “Perfect, I can be that for you” you laugh softly as you guys start walking again “Seth I don't want perfect I just want you why does this matter so much anyways?” he scoffs as if it's obvious. “You are your father's perfect person and mine. I want to impress you both and make sure I have a spot reserved at every family gathering so he wants perfect? I'll give him that”.

You thought Seth was joking. And oh boy were you wrong. After that day Seth would go above and beyond not only in front of your father but also just for you.

Like when he got you your favorite color bracelet. In the right size.

Or when it was Valentine's day and he got both you and your mother flowers which she loved. You remember the day he dropped them off you stood there as your mother hugged him. Meanwhile, your father was stoic and only nodded in approval of the flowers.

You were spoiled rotten not only by Seths' gifts but also his words and actions. You loved your boyfriend and eventually, your father did too!

[volturissideslut]

Hiya, I love your writing so much :) Could I request some hcs of poly volturi kings with a reader who is rlly overwhelmed and stressed with work and school, thanks x

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 (𝕻𝖔𝖑𝖞)

Wow, two days in a row? Maybe I actually am coming back. This one turned out a bit Aro heavy, but Marcus and caius are still mentioned romantically.

A frustrated huff was all you could give as your hair fell infront of your face again

Your eyes were burning, strained from the textbook you had been staring at for - how long had it been now?

With a glance out the window you could see the clear starry night. It was a beautiful scene really. It would be nice to go and look at the stars with Caius again,he seemed to know them all, name; story; constellation.

Too bad

University was kicking your butt right now, and you couldn't afford the distraction.

With a sigh your hair was once again lipped back, pen in hand, textbook and notebook open and-

"Cara mia, what are you doing awake?"

What was most concerning to Aro when he walked in was the way you had to rub your sore eyes just to clearly see him. His darling should never be depriving herself of anything, and clearly he hasn't spoiled you enough himself if that hasn't gotten through to you

"I'll sleep later Aro, Right now I just need to-"

"No" There was no room for argument in his tone, "Nonsense. Off to bed now, my love. You should have slept hours ago"

And somehow he always has a way of breaking down your walls because without even knowing it, you find yourself crying.

"Aro- please. I need to get this done." your chest heaves as you try and breathe deeply despite the tight coil that finds itself around your lungs and throat

"Let me take care of you." he demands, and you can't help but find yourself giving in. "Marcus knows all of this. Whatever you need to know, hell teach you. Whatever you are doing now he'll help with, he'd do it on your behalf if that is what you wished. For now, let me take care of you"

With the minimal fight you had left in you, you gave a weak "I can't push this onto Marcus, that isn't fair. He shouldn't have to-" only to be interrupted once again.

In your sleep deprived state, your bleary eyes and overwork brain hadn't seen Marcus himself come in. "I shouldn't have to what, Tesoro? Help my mate? Share something that I myself enjoy with them? Listen to Aro, look after yourself. It'll be done by morning"

The stern look he gave you left no room to get in a word, only left to look tiredly back at him as he leaned against the walls, arms crossed and unimpressed

Fed up with you still not being in bed, Aro took it upon himself to just carry you.

"Just you wait until morning, when Caius hears what you've done to yourself" he chuckles to himself as he plops you down, beginning to help you undress and re-dress

"Im not getting let out of bed tomorrow, am I?" you groan, though it's obvious you're not really unhappy. Would a day of being pampered by him really be all that bad?

[drivebyanon]

Me, coming into Tumblr, all excited to spoil myself a little in the Bucktommy tag before watching the episode:

Wow. What terrible timing to have a breakup like this (at least for our side of the fandom) when we all just want (desperately need) love and hope.

Saying that, I have a different perspective than most but please mind you, I haven’t read the interviews and I’m an overly optimistic person. I’m hoping this is NOT the end.

This is 911, they love to torture their characters and their fans and I’m not convinced it’s over. Some things I am considering:

Oliver has hinted recently about how will they/won’t they make the best stories so I kinda knew something might be coming

A major Abby bomb was dropped and that was just going to be it? They really decided to go there after all our joking about it. And that is it? 🫤 There is more story to be told. Especially how Tommy Freaked the Fuck out! We need, dare I say deserve, a deeper conversation.

People have ignored the Glee conversation with Josh. How silly it may seem, it is important because yes, there was two different realities for lgbtq+ people before and after acceptance became more mainstream because of shows like Glee & Drag Race. Tommy as an older gay man who lived closeted, especially under the misogynistic tyrant of Gerrard, is a wounded bird. And so he reacts like one, by protecting himself from more pain. He can’t seem to accept that Buck would want him forever. He’s afraid. He’s just waiting for Buck to leave him. It would be such a loss if the writers didn’t address these story plots they just dropped in this episode. To really tell this story of what it was like to exist before Glee.

Buck went to old patterns. He is afraid of losing someone so he jumps right in to moving things forward fast, 0 - 60 in 5 seconds. “Will you move in with me.” Right after dropping the Abby bomb? Like come on man! That’s enough to make anyone’s head spin.

@dianaflynn22 pointed out that the parallel storyline was Maddie and Chim. Need we remind people that the 1st season Maddie arrived she became friends with Chim, decided to date him, got kidnapped by her crazy ex and then took a break dating Chim before the season even ended. The road to love on this show is NEVER smooth. I mean come on, even Hen and Karen broke up for awhile after she cheated!

We also haven’t talked about THE dinner date. That was filmed awhile back and we all know was supposed to be reflective of how they began. And once again they were interrupted, and once again Tommy’s insecurities reared their ugly head. Because even if he denied it, he was jealous, he was worried, he remembered what happened with Eddie before (PTSD much).

Apparently Oliver hints at Buck going back to his old ways? I hope I’m not wrong about this, but I think he will fail spectacularly. He’ll try and realize he has moved forward. Am I being too optimistic? Most likely yes. I would like this to push him forward to to confront Tommy and be like “What the hell! You’re a self-sabotaging moron!” And have the real conversation/argument that’s needed. And Tommy needs his own “Come to Jesus” moment. Maybe for once he needs to fight for his own happiness and fight for Buck.

And now that I read this all back and think about it, this was an episode not about Buck but about Tommy’s demons, his failings at his engagement, his emotional shutdown, his insecurities, his self-sabotage. For a show that’s going to move on from this character, they sure set up A LOT to build upon with Tommy.

So I am hopeful that this is not the end. That this is the story they always meant to tell and they are dragging it out. 😬🤞🏽Sometimes I wish Pandora kept that damn box closed because hope can be a cruel creature thing.

[orngbanana]

ooo fengs ask you wanna talk about the fengs so bad oo

yes tumblr user possessable anything for you tumblr user possessable

these are so scrambled my god

the fengs, the fengs, i love the fengs an unhealthy amount, you give me any kind of codependent relationship in media and i'll gobble it up but codependent siblings just hit different esp twins

nuwa, nuwa, nuwa, poor, fucked up nuwa, as a younger sibling myself i relate to the feeling of not wanting to let go of your older sibling in any circumstance but MAN does she take it all the way

you could say that keeping your brother’s corpse “alive” and animated is an unhealthy way to deal with grief but omg who cares omg who careeersss?? (nuwa does)

as long as he's still with her nothing else matters, after all, he's still moving, even if it's wrong and his body isn't holding itself up right, he's still talking, even if it's barely discernible or hard for others to hear it; with those two things in mind he's basically all well and healthy! right?

i desperately want to know more about their life and thoughts before the main plot, we can get glimpses of it–the whole theater and opera love they had, nuwa has her feet binded so she cant walk at all, either hovering on that seat she has or sitting on fuxi’s lap; maybe he carried her most of the time before she got the former

we can assume nuwa’s a spoiled person, comes with being rich as all fuck, but with her feet being Like That i don't think she wasn't a victim of the beauty standards that we know of and whenever we see her in both of their memories she's not doing much but sitting and enjoying any moment she has with her brother, not doing any clan duties apart from organizing banquets so maybe she wasn't planned to have a busy future at all

she relies on fuxi for most of her decisions, she looks up to him a big amount, and in turn fuxi coddles her maybe a bit TOO much, telling her to not mind the diseased civilians they encounter–it's not their fault that they got sick and it's certainly not nuwa’s or his fault that it happened, so she can look away and not think about it, he'll make sure her worries are as minimal as possible

but wow what happens when he becomes one of the diseased? will she look away from that too? fuxi was basically as good as gone by the time they arrived in New Kunlun, so what was left for nuwa then? i don't think she was well versed in politics, so how would she lead without her brother? luckily she won't have to think about that either–eigong’s here to save the day!!

so her brother’s all well and dandy now and they can go back to their usual dynamic, yippee!!

i wonder if fuxi could actually form words even in his state, it's said he grunted out sounds but nuwa seemed to understand him just fine; that is if his talking isn't just one of her many delusions she leans onto so she doesn't have to acknowledge that he's rotting

with that said i have a lot of fuxi thoughts even if his actual self isn't seen much, he was raised to be his clan’s leader and loved theater, his profile said he was frivolous but responsible and i'm dying thinking about if his frivolous side is the one he showed nuwa the most, if he could be as relaxed as possible whenever he was with her and dutiful and stern when it came to his duties

obviously he was the more aware one of the situation with the virus and all and he still chose to shield her from that instead of bringing her attention to it so they could work on it together; it's clear that their relationship wasn't built on equality even if they loved e/o deeply–i could even self-indulgently compare it to an overprotective parent and their child who they think isn't qualified to deal with or think too much about the horrors around them so they simply drive their attention away from those things to keep their innocence in tact

and yet i still don't think he was as codependent with her as she was with him, maybe because he was so sure of her safety and well-being that he didn't feel like he had to crowd her with his presence, she has everything she could ever want in life, right? as long as she doesn't focus on the problems surrounding them and instead on the pleasures then he can be at ease

i will def ramble more later but im tired rn

[late-to-the-magnus-archives]

Hello, I would like to tell you a little story called "how I failed to listen to malevolent." I hope you enjoy.

I am pretty sure I came across your monster Magnus series when it was still being frequently updated. It was fantastic, lots of fun God!Jon vibes and much other besides. Of course, I had to see what you wrote other than that. And you had two other big Magnus fics, "I prefer my heart..." and "and eat it, too." So I read "and eat it, too" and I liked that one even more. But big problem. Crossover.

Well, I liked your fic. More than anything else, I loved how you wrote the characters. Good characterization is worth its weight in gold, and I wasn't going to let a little thing like a new fandom keep me gated from so much high quality fic—because it seemed you had written a ton of stuff for the fandom. This one massive 750k series about Hastur and whatever? I could do the prereqs. Easy. Only had to finish up to 29 for this fic.

Here's the kicker. I tried. But man, the density of it, the interplay, the detective work, it just didn't work for me over an audio medium. I got up to 10 and then just let myself read the prologue chapters featuring the main characters as a treat.

So um, that didn't work. Whoops. I sort of bulldozed through the entire fic in one day, just like I had "and eat it."

...I may have reread "I prefer" a couple of times since. It's just such good Jon/Martin past canon content. Even if I did learn that John was the King. Whoops.

And I mean, I'd already been spoiled. So I might as well read corrupted, when it came out. I didn't exactly intend to, but I HAD to read that little side story you did in the dark world. And sure, that's where I finally stopped purposefully skimming a few parts and learned that Faroe had drowned, but it was worth it!

Then I read "yellow city." I mean, it was a complete canon au! It probably couldn't tell me anything I didn't already know! And cloud city. But it was such a cool follow up to such a wild cliffhanger! Arthur in the city of a mad god? Come on, what a dynamic!

So I mean, it only made sense to read corrupted. It probably wouldn't tell me anything I didn't already know! And sure, Tim wasn't my favorite character, but I liked TMA and SHIT THIS WAS REALLY GOOD AND WHY AM I SHIPPING THIS—

....I should really just listen to malevolent so I can read surrogate, right? That's the prize. 750k of a cool ass au you and your cowriters had been churning out. Frequent updates. I mean, as much as I'd spoiled myself, I still had huge gaps other than what happened around certain points. I didn't know most of what happened to Arthur, other than a few key points. I didn't really get Kayne's place in canon. I knew almost nothing about Faroe. Didn't know what actually went down with Parker in canon, all of this stuff.

I made it two episodes in before I lost my airpods and started procrastinating listening.

...surely. surely. I could just check out the first few fics in the series and see if I could grasp it.

Can you tell where this is going.

So, i finished surrogate. Kind of. I ended up skipping around a bit the last 50 fics or so because I got so entranced with Arthur and John's relationship and kinda couldn't commit to going to bed without seeing where it was going. But um. Wow. That is a hell of a fic.

And also oops I got spoiled on cannibalism, yellow, how parker died and who he is, Kayne, and like...so many things. So many things. Whoops.

I think you (and your coauthors, but really this process started probably back around "I prefer") might have ruined me for power dynamics. I am not sure how i will ever find a relationship more exciting and delightful and sexy than one is a god, one is a human, both are people, both really want this to work, but you know, things are getting in the way. Like tentacles. And the inability to touch their loved one without exploding them. And years of failed communication.

Holy shit, Arthur is a true paragon of self loathing. I can't even. How many years of this slow burn?!!!? A decade!???!! Literally can't believe I'm saying this, but poor Hastur. Poor everyone around them.

Like, I myself am ace. I don't really care about sex in relationships I'm reading, and I honestly don't even care if characters are together or not as long as they're interacting in fun ways and not pining across the room. I really can't overstate that. But even I was screaming, by like 140 fics into this series, "JUST FUCK ALREADY!!!"

okay but seriously what's going on in surrogate right now is having all of my wildest wish fulfillment for fiction written and displayed before me. I have already reread the relevant fics in the series. John and Arthur having their like fifth divorce, this time because congrats, it's a god (that doesn't share a head with his favorite person anymore), is such good fucking food.

I must ask, I have noticed you bring up a malevolent server at some point in your chapter notes. Is this an open server? Despite me, still, STILL, having failed to listen to malevolent, I would love to have people to scream with. Though of course if it's not open, totally understand.

Apologies (for the deception) for not leaving comments on any of your fics. I have a bit of a problem with commenting, it's sort of a procrastination, ADHD thing. I hope to leave them one day. But in the meantime I would like you to know that I have read SO MANY of your fics, and enjoy them on a range from "this is great" to "I would not be upset if someone ripped out my soul and replaced it with these words." Love your stuff. Thank you for returning to the chaos that is fanfiction, cause finding fic like yours is the reason I am still here!

Okay I took a while to answer this because every time I read it I would end up squealing and sort of dancing around the room, neither of which are conducive to replies. XD

Thank you so so SO MUCH for this note! I don't think I can fully explain how incredibly much it meant to me. This note is legitimately going in the little collection of "read this when you think you suck" things to help keep me going. You're amazing. THANK YOU.

And honestly, the spoiling with Malevolent is fine! I find it's fun on relisten when I don't have to worry about what's going on lol.

Though TMA does, and possibly always will, hold my heart.

ALSO! Those fics are all going to be finished!! We've just been busy moving and dealing with family drama and job stuff and just... life, but none of them will be abandoned. <3 <3 Corrupted and Just Another Side Quest are both on track to be finished early 2025!

Surrogate will take a while longer. We have three solid seasons planned out, plus a bunch of side fics which will go into the "Surrogate Sides" series. We're insane.

From one ace to another (high five). I completely understand re: the slow burn, and that means (IMHO) we did it right. 🤣

(I mean... that's where Yellow City came from. Do I "get" smut? Not really... but emotional transformative mind bending stuff? Yeaaaah. Yep. Totally.)

Thank you again for this FREAKING INCREDIBLE NOTE. I really, seriously can't say it enough. <3

[ouiouibaguettt]

Bienvenido De Nuevo

Aitana Bonmati x Savannah Sonnet (oc)

request from @liverpoolfan96

—> For the aitana bonmati one say oc and aitana are together and oc comes back after a long term injury and comes on for aitana and she kisses her and wishes her luck

warnings: no one

words: 1.2k

Masterlist

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SAVANNAH’S POV:

I hadn't set a foot on a pitch for 10 months because of my injury, if you don't count the training sessions I had to do to get back up to level.

*FLASHBACK*

It was the 46th minute of the match and the Colombians had the ball in midfield. Fortunately for us, Liana Salazar pushed the ball too hard with her dribbling.

"What a mistake by Salazar, who pushed the ball into Savannah Sonnett's feet," said the commentator. "Wow, the American player has just fallen to the ground because of her knee, which reacted very badly," he added. "I hope it's not too serious for her," added the other commentator.

Unfortunately, I was still on the ground, my knee in my hands, when I heard Rose and Sofia shouting my name. "Are you all right?" asked Rose as Sofia quickly alerted the medics. "My knee, it's hurting too much, Rose," I cried as the medical staff arrived.

Once on the stretcher, they took me to a room to do a few tests before confirming at the hospital. "Do you want someone to go with you Savannah?" one of the medics asked me, "Yes my sister please." I replied, my eyes still red. "All right, I'll get her," he said, before leaving to find Emily.

When he came back 10 minutes later with my sister, I already felt a little safer with her by my side. "Do you want your phone while we wait for the results?" she asked, "Yes please" I said, holding out my hand towards her.

I was scrolling through the stories on Instagram when I saw her name appear on the screen, and a little smile came over my face despite the pain and sadness of the moment.

My 'Tana

I hope it's not too serious, and even if it is, I'll be by your side every day despite the Euro! I love you, don't forget that and be strong!

Call me when you know what you've got!❤️

//

Luckily she was there, even though she's over 8000 km away. It had been over 2 years since Aitana and I started dating in secret, as we were still young and worried about people looking at us, so we preferred to tell only our closest family and friends. I was very lucky to be able to play for the same club as her, despite our different nationalities. During the season, I still get to see her asleep on my chest with my arm around her, while during international camps I wake up to Kelley or my sister snoring. Very charming, you might say.

//

When the results came back I was devastated. I'd ruptured my anterior cruciate ligament. Not being able to set foot on a pitch again for at least 10 months? It's worse than pregnancy! Luckily I had my sister, my girlfriend and my team-mates by my side, otherwise I don't think I'd have had the strength to fight to play again one day. If only I'd known that my comeback would be in the second leg of the Champions League semi-final against Chelsea, I'd have prepared myself mentally beforehand, because stressing out before a match is anything but good.

//

*BACK TO THE PRESENT*

//

Waking up before a match is always complicated, especially when you know you're going to have to make your comeback in front of a full Camp Nou. Despite the mounting stress, I know I've been waiting for this moment for the last 10 months and I absolutely don't want to spoil it - I've been waiting too long for this moment, the moment when I'll see my number in green on the board so I can make my comeback.

//

As we arrived at the stadium for the inspection, the fear of hurting myself again started to appear before I'd even put on the shirt and touched a ball. Having sensed my distress, Alexia came to my side to reassure me that she too would soon be back on the pitch and that the team would soon be complete.

"You're scared, aren't you?" she asked. "I'm terrified to be honest, I'm afraid of hurting myself again at any moment, but I know I need that fear to motivate me now, because the match has already started," I said as I started to go into the changing room to put on my kit and warm up. "Don't worry, we're all behind you if you need us, you know that, we believe in you" she said, "Thank you Alexia, really, I can't wait for you to get back out on the pitch too" I said before letting her leave with the other players not selected for the match.

"Good luck mi amor", I said, whispering into Aitana's ear as I walked behind her, leaving my hand on her back. "Good luck to you too, baby, I can't wait to see you on the pitch with me," she said, leaning on my hand. "Try and score for me when you get sub in," she whispered before kissing me on the cheek. And then she left me like an idiot, with a little smile and my fingers on the cheek where she'd kissed me.

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We were in the 84th minutes into the match when Jonatan decided to bring me on for Aitana. After the mini-warm-up, I went next to the scoreboard where I finally saw my number on it. I see Aitana come forward to clap my hands, but not before taking me in her arms and kissing me: "Bienvenido de nuevo, mi amor," she says. "Gracias mi Tana," I tell her before running off to take my place to the sounds of applause by the fans.

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The final whistle: we were in the Women's Champions League final! I couldn't believe it. Despite the excitement spreading through my body, I first went to congratulate the Chelsea players before feeling a small body jump onto my back. When the person dropped, I knew immediately who it was. "Mi Tana," I said, taking her by the waist and twirling her around me. "I'm very proud of you, especially after everything you've been through in the last 10 months," she said, kissing me in front of a crazy Camp Nou. "Thank you for always supporting me and staying by my side," I said, resting my forehead against hers. "I'll always be there, you know that," she promises me, before taking my hand and heading off in the direction of the others to cheer the crowd. "I was sure you were together," Patri admitted, putting her arms around our shoulders, "You're adorable," Alexia said, and soon the whole team and staff were complimenting us. "Would you rather talk about our relationship or celebrate our place in the final?" asked Aitana half-heartedly. "THE FINAL" replied the whole team, sprinting into the changing rooms, singing and dancing.

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sorry I couldn’t post because of the classes!!

[yuseirra]

Just a little heads up: if anyone spoils me and/or make vague commentaries about the last chapter of onk coming out next week before the actual thing is out, I will really block you, no prior warnings, okay?

Reading leaks and watching spoilers is nothing to be proud about, you do end up encountering them when you join a fandom, I know, but I suffered plenty with people sending me that panel in 159 and 160 going oh kamiki's evil TAT) he lied~~~~ and all that and I just really did NOT like it. I'm usually content about spoilers but nothing good came out from encountering those regarding this piece and it really makes me tense and gets on my nerves... This series makes me afraid sometimes. That's why I kept from following back every lovely blog I met regarding the series, I just don't want seeing things about it on my dash that's uncalled for! I want to wait out and read it for myself, I'm honestly.. Worried, and scared to read it tbh, I have really little to look forward for, when there's things unknown there's still things to hope for, but when it's set in stone.. You know. You really can't hope anymore and have to accept things as they are.

wow what a way to feel towards about a end of a series huh; but at least that'll be over soon. I wish I can love it, but there's 90% chance I'd get disappointed. And I'll still get disappointed even while I know it'll happen because I keep wishing for something good! (It's sad)

Thank you very much in advance!

[imzsuzsis-blog]

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some night

Unfortunately, it was night and I was in a country. I groaned in pain, I didn't dare to call my childhood friends, two of them were here too. I started to tear the sheet from my muscles and moaned louder and louder, I almost screamed. I felt something underneath, my pad was still wet, I didn't bother with it, but now the problem was bigger.

"Max!!!!"

I finally pulled myself together and Siri called, just like yesterday.

”Good, Lando deep breath, you can only trudge at least to the next room. Come on!"

I reassured myself and slowly sat up, but it didn't work.

"No, don't stay lying down. I think labor has started."

"Lily, Pietra?"

I took air as both mother and Savanna said, through the nose and out the mouth. I tried to concentrate, but it didn't work.

“UGH!!!! It's getting stronger. Would you call me or take me to the nearest hospital? Please!?"

"If you focus on the pain, it will hurt you and distract you."

I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. I tried to look the other way, but it didn't work, no seriously.

"Help me, at least let me sit on the ball."

“Yes of course."

"Thanks, babe. The thing is, I think they are parents. But I don't want to give birth to the girls here, but let's say, uh... In the district hospital..."

"Yes, we understand, but how do you say it now, let's say you're physically a boy and I would believe that they would admit you there."

"I understand...Jesus!!! It hurts even more, I'm about to fall apart!!!! At least!!!! A midwife or midwife could see how big it is… WOW!!!! My dilation!!!!”

I felt almost pass out from the ball it hurts so much.

"He brought a midwife, a nurse here now!!!"

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last night

Okay, Lando tells me everything in bulk, fast, fighting and sobbing, nonsensically.

"I understand you had a caesarean section and the girls were born prematurely."

He was shaking, like all weekend he didn't say how big they were, but pointed out in horror that they were tiny and that they were still in the hospital.

"Lando, don't show, but tell, you brats... Trust them, we won't eat you or them."

"I'm sure, but it won't work."

I sobbed and fell into Carlos's neck, my lips trembled and I didn't even dare to kiss because it was just a stupid kiss between me and Fony.

"I'm sorry, but the kiss doesn't work yet, Carlos... They're on my mind a lot, and it's not that I'm looking for a new love right now."

"No problem, we were just two stupid teenagers and nothing more."

I kissed my forehead, he grabbed the back of my neck and leaned close to me, licked his upper lip, took deep breaths and almost kissed me.

“What are you waiting for?"

"I don't know"

I caressed him hair on the back, I didn't dare to kiss him, he didn't go, I sobbed inside, not just outside, I was afraid of what would happen if one of them died.

"I'm afraid that... What will happen if one of them dies... They are very small... They are too lovable."

I licked the bottom of my lips, then the top, my teeth didn't work, but finally he stepped in and kissed me in front of everyone.

"Carlos?"

"Alex?"

"You kissed him, Lando?"

"Yes, he's very cute and he kisses you like that."

"It doesn't matter, it just comforted me because I'm spoiled."

"I read both of them, I can't believe what you're going through mentally, Lando."

I snapped at Alex and slapped him and ran away sobbing.

"You were a jerk."

"Not at all."

"Lando, are you waiting?"

He was standing by the wall, still shaking and sobbing, it was too much for him, he walked over to me slowly and hugged me.

I watched as Carlos and Lando froze, rumors were spreading that they were having dinner somewhere, deep in thought. Just one thing...

"Fucking behind my back???"

"What Oscar? What are you shy about again?”

I almost licked the lip balm off my lips. While he came closer and closer to us and caressed our faces erotically, he even kissed us.

"The Hungarian one is a bitch, but I would love to kiss Fony."

"Stupid bisexual bastard, those were hormones, I had no intention of doing it!!! That's why I fucking hate you!!!"

I held my mouth and with my unstable nervous system I started sobbing again, but now I was also vomiting.

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a few nights before

I was lying stiffly in bed, I couldn't believe my ears. Lando was hospitalized at 27 weeks, something could be very wrong. I turned to my side and looked out the dark window...

"Fuck, I have to go out"

I groaned half sleepily and looked at my cell phone.

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in hospital

I looked at my girlfriend who said.

"Two girls are already out."

I couldn't believe that the doctors could work so quickly. According to Pietra, I can't see him resting yet.

“What happened?"

"They said placental abruption in one case, and in the other it was a placenta attached to the front."

"But at least they cried?"

"Max for you in this... Let's keep it quiet, but yes."

"Yes..."

"Well, you're not complete even in this situation... Of course not... a 35 cm baby and a 36 cm baby..."

"Where, where are they?"

"Beyond a glass wall. Not only do they need to gain a little weight."

"Glass wall? Is this some kind of fairy tale?”

I blinked a lot, thinking which pinker balloon for the moment was the very pink one, or the even pinker one...

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27 weeks earlier (reality)

Lando didn't notice, but he kicked me hard in his sleep. I have no idea what he dreamed. But he has mentioned several times that she wants a baby before she turns thirty. How if he's a boy and so am I... I quickly picked up his top, which he had kicked off in the heat of sex, from the ground and put it between us. But he continued…

"Lando please stop it hurts."

I shook him up and he looked at me with trembling eyes and hugged me.

“What's wrong? Your pregnancy dream again? Won't that be a bit much?”

"But, you know, I talk too much about this to you and my psychologist... Thanks to which they came back."

"How long have you been coming back?"

He doesn't even say…

“Wait.”

I picked up my cell phone, my heart broke and I couldn't go on the weekend, Carlos got better.

“Yes thank you." ,,What's the problem?"

"They said no, Carlos is better, he wants to go and he can."

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Roughly 27 or 28 weeks late

I was sitting at my "dili" doctor, that is, I was only in the waiting room with my head down. I am 27 or 28 weeks pregnant with the delusion that I am pregnant. But it was also a topic for a while that Loki was my partner, or that I had Stockholm syndrome, or that I was dating Oscar. That's when I hate myself and blurt out all the bullshit to all the sports reporters in the world because that's the only way I feel better.

“MR Norris..”

“Yes?”

I looked up trembling, I thought I was going to throw up again, I really can't take it all. I want to go on vacation, party and have a good boy by my side. Ollie lasted two weeks when I told him, I have schizophrenia and it involves a lot of care and supervision.

"Sir, tell me."

"I say I'm a mess and one of the medicines even makes me tired."

“Vacation?"

"I don't know if this continues, I'll be stuck here. I can't go anywhere and I won't be able to find a good guy."

"Well, let's talk about this new delusion of mine... That you're gay."

The thing that stopped me was that I always knew I was gay, this is bullshit, even though it's my problem that I can't understand a homophobic doctor.

"Well, I'm not going to listen to this anymore, sorry, madam. But I'm really gay. I told the truth all along that I wanted to have a boyfriend. Not dating. Goodbye"

I stood up and started a group call with the "Dillinyos" of the field, they all said they were here, let's go to a fast food restaurant, they had already caught this bitch.

"I know, I know that I was fucking joking, but... I have schizophrenia."

In front of the restaurant, I snapped my fingertips together and cried.

,,No, more paranoid? Stupid turns. You can imagine that I'm afraid of you in the races."

"Shut up Max, these are two separate things, bastard!!!"

"What made you so damn smart George? Huh?”

"He's absolutely right... Because in the competition you would have needed two calls to win and not one... You would have had to be a genius to do that... Yes, now you've screwed it up."

“Shut up Daniel!!!! Yes, I already realized during the competition that I missed it."

"Don't fight, Lando told our little group the secret. At least let's respect that, boys."

We went to him, but he couldn't even look at us, he just backed away, we don't know why.

"Lando?"

"Carlos, I kissed you, you."

"You know that's not true, we're just friends."

He was shaking and shaking his head very violently, then he covered his ears and started screaming and yelling, they didn't understand what was wrong.

"Child, does anyone know what to do?"

Before our eyes, they started behaving violently with him and started dragging him against his will.

"Leave them alone!!!"

"It did not turn out that he was not taking one of the medicines."

"It's impossible when it comes to this, Lando is precise."

By the time we said it, he was in the ambulance and we could already hear the siren.

[nebulacollege]

Which nitro chiral game is your fave and why?

That’s an unusual question! Thank you, Anon. My apologies to everyone waiting for my Nebula answers, right now I’m a little not in the state or mood of replying to them.

Before I proceed with answering, I want to ask anyone reading this to send these types of questions here: https://katsunori.straw.page/ for the asks that are not Nebula-related, but I understand why my certain replies might raise “unrelated” questions. I’ll post them on my page. And to anyone reading: don’t worry about the symbol limit, I’ll use images to make sure I talk about everything. Sorry for making you use a different site to read replies, but I figured it’d be more convenient... for me. <D If you don’t have an acc there, maybe the fact that I post Nebula-related sketches there much more often (and complain too tbh) will make it more worthwhile.

Now back to the question! It’s a hard one. I’ll talk about all of the games, if you don’t mind.

If you asked me this question about 15 years ago, I’d say in an instant that it’s Togainu no Chi. I loved the game. It was edgy, brutal, it had a post-apocalyptic setting that I fucking loved back then, and the atmosphere was amazing. The reason why I got into this game was Gunji’s design – he was a crazy blond with hidden eyes (guess my fav Reborn character from back then lol), so of course I needed to know where he came from. I even installed the game, I have no idea how I managed to make it run – you needed to install Japanese first on your PC, and it was a quest in itself, and I’m proud of my teen self. When it finally launched, I had no idea what was going on (it was in Japanese, after all), so on my first choice I made a mistake and got a gameover with... Gunji himself. No idea how, but I remember sitting there after the rape scene and thinking “Wow. I got what I wanted from the game in the first 10 minutes, what’s the point of playing it anymore” lol But my real fave was Rin. Boy I loved my blond shota so much... I wouldn’t even look at him now tbh lol Without yapping too much about details, I played through the entire game without understanding shit about what was going on the entire time, I was super hyped about the anime coming out (they announced it around the same time), it was honestly amazing. I planned on talking a lot about TnC in this reply, but changed my mind because it’d be too much. Sorry! I really don’t mind, but it’d be a reply on its own. When I replayed it in English many years, I still liked it a lot, but after I grew up a bit, I started having problems with some characters. A lot of them, if not all, are very nice concepts and ideas, but by that time I was spoiled by Ryu and myself and they weren’t enough. Also, love the bad endings.

Lamento was the game I saw and heard of a lot back then too, but I never played it. Not sure why, I like neko-boys, but it seemed boring at the time. Maybe I’m just a hater because it seemed super popular to me back then and I was a huge TnC fan.

Then there was Sweet Pool. It wasn’t really popular, but the idea of shitting meat and blood seemed so funny to me that we finally played it once! I don’t remember a lot, heck, I don’t remember much at all tbh, but I enjoyed it? To a certain degree. The main character isn’t exactly my type, but it doesn’t really matter. I loved how brutal it was, and actually? I fucking loved Shironuma. I didn’t expect to like him so much, but I guess the fact that we were just into Hetalia again (hi Sweden) left its impact on me. I loved a lot of bad endings, and Makoto’s one is the most memorable one, as you can see – since I mentioned him in one of my replies about Ned not getting this ending (it can still be considered canon tbh, idc). I honestly hope to replay it one day to check it out again, but it’s not really my favourite, as you can see.

Dmmd... oh... This is the one that I’m going to call my favourite, but there are a lot of things I don’t actually like about it lol Not because they’re necessarily bad, but because they really aren’t my cup of tea. But there are some things that are! First of all, Aoba isn’t really my type of character (my preference is Akira and Towa), but he was enjoyable as a main character. But? Sly Blue takes the cake. I’d rather play the game with him as a lead character (that’s why Towa was the next MC lol). He’s so fucking good even if he’s edgy, he’s your perfect victim-like, slutty and cocky bottom. He fucks around and finds out alright. The fact that he got two endings? (The Mink one and Shiroba.) Immaculate. I only wish there was more of him.

I also love Noiz, but I can only see him as a bottom. He checks every single box in my bottom list, so it’s hard to see him as anything but. He’d be both good with Kojaku and Mink, he’s so nice.

I also love bad endings. They’re great in DMMD!  Every single one of them, actually. Even characters that I don’t really like get fucking incredible bad endings, like Clear. I’m super happy they got explored a little bit more in the Re:connect game... The more I like bad endings, the more I dislike good ones there lol

And speaking of bad endings? We get to the cherry on top... to two cherries, actually. I can’t express how much I actually love Virus and Trip. The best sick fucks you can find, and they were only defeated by Jade and Floyd, because Yana actually managed to do them better! It’s hard to believe, but she did. Still, I respect their roots and origins, and a special thank you gets all the techno bestiality from the game. Their concept, their ending, their behaviour, motivation – great. They’re the reason why I replayed the game so much, and I love their flashback with Sly Blue – oh how I wish it was its own game... No wonder they fell for him and were disappointed to find only Aoba in his place. Mood.

This is the reason why it’s my favourite game.

Then there’s Slow Damage... that I haven’t played, actually. I love Towa a lot, he’s a perfect mc for me, and I think his main fuckman (Fujieda) can be my type too (that’s a weird type, I’m sorry...), and their story is actually something that is close to me. It’s so bizarre, but I would enjoy it so much as a teen, they’re so close to home. And I’m also curious about Towa’s ex (he’s so dumb and edgy lol), but the rest of the cast? I’m so not invested.... that’s the first time where literally I don’t like a single one of them, and they even managed to fuck up a sexy duo this time (only downhill after Virus and Trip, and after I was introduced to Jade and Floyd it’s a lost cause), although the fucking otaku guy is hilarious. I have mixed feelings about it, but since I’ve never played, I can’t say more than that. It has a nice amount of violence (a lot of it...), but our dating options sour my desire to play it lol

[silence-and-reveries]

I really took the time to listen to myself and reconnect with my desires and came up with a script depicting exactly what I yearn for:

Dear Diary,

Wow I've honestly never been happier in my life than I've been with my person. He treats me exactly the way I want him to and goes above and beyond. I always know that he's there for me emotionally, physically, it's like he can read my mind and is just a very positive presence in my life.

We spend so much time together chilling or having fun, talking endlessly about everything, we always agree and have profound conversations. I feel so heard and respected. Not to mention he's incredibly attentive and proactive when it comes to dates. He's always planning something fun and exciting and he loves to spoil me and dote on me by giving me gifts and things I need all the time.

He's my perfect companion and my best friend and we make each other's lives so much more beautiful. He's confident, funny and reassuring but open and vulnerable so I feel emotionally connected to him. We're practically joined at the hip because he cannot keep his hands off of me and he constantly tells me how beautiful and attractive I am to him.

We definitely are a cute couple cause he's so naturally handsome and affectionate, dresses well and takes very good care of himself. We love working out together, going for walks and cooking for and with each other. Our relationship is so healthy and we have mastered communication, never needing to fight or have disagreements. I feel so safe and loved and at peace and soft with him.

My health has improved significantly and it's because my nervous system is always regulated due to how well I'm treated in this relationship. The world we've created with each other is like our own little paradise, everyday is beautiful and I feel so happy to be alive and share this life with someone who genuinely loves me. It's so amazing, I feel fulfilled and blessed. I have everything I've always wanted to have. I'm extremely grateful for this relationship.

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When I read this back to myself, I can envision every little scene, every emotion that I want to experience and it gives me a lot of hope and positive feelings.

I absolutely feel like all of this is possible, because it is. There are infinite realities so I'm going to experience the reality where my relationship is exactly like this and I'm so excited and overjoyed that all of this is possible because of the law.

[canirove]

The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 23

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"Happy Valentine's Day, Declan Rice."

"Happy Valentine's Day, your Royal Highness. I'm sorry for calling you this late, today has been hectic."

"It's ok, don't worry. I've also had a busy day getting everything ready for my trip to South Africa."

"I'm gonna miss you so much when you leave..."

"You'll be fine, Declan. With all the games you are playing while I'm gone, you won't have time to miss me. And we'll be in the same time zone, we can keep calling each other."

"Yeah... But if I'm really needy, I'll have you kilometers away, not as close as I have you now."

"If you are needy, you have some of the photos from our Christmas dinner. Use them" I smirk.

"It isn't the same and you know it."

"Do you have early training tomorrow?"

"I sadly do, yes. Were you planning on paying me a visit?" he asks with a mischievous smile.

"Since you seem to be so needy..."

"Urgh, it sucks that we can't see each other on Valentines Day."

"It is like any other day, Declan."

"Yeah, but it is our first Valentine's Day together. I wanted to have a lovely dinner together, maybe watch a movie, then make love until the sun comes out... Those things."

"Those things" I laugh. "But are we back to making love?"

"It's Valentine's Day. You must be romantic."

"And on your birthday we fucked..."

"Because we had to celebrate that I was alive for another year."

"Ok" I laugh again. "So should I expect the same for my birthday in a couple of months?"

"You should. You definitely should" he says, giving me that look that makes my body burn.

"Eleanor!"

"Holy shit, mum!" I say, my phone slipping from my hands and hitting the floor as I get up from the sofa. "Have you never heard of these things called knocking or ringing the bell?"

"I'm your mother, I don't need to do that."

"Yes, you do need to do that. This is my house."

"Whatever. Have you seen this?" she says, showing me her phone.

"Oh, that. They made it official" I reply, looking at a photo of Roberta and Mason.

"You knew about this?"

"Of course I did, mum. She is my best friend."

"So you've been hanging out with him? With a football player?"

"Jesus, mum. Why do you always talk about them as if they were something disgusting? Did one of them break your heart as a teen or something?" I laugh.

"Don't be silly" she scoffs. "Have you been hanging out with him, yes or no?"

"I have, mum" I say, rolling my eyes. "Mason is a really nice guy, and he makes Roberta very happy."

"Mason. What type of name is that?" she chuckles.

"Oh my God, mum. Who cares?"

"I do. And I don't like you mingling with football players."

"What?"

"They are just a bunch of spoiled kids with too much money who spend it on ugly cars, uglier clothes and cheating on their wives."

"Oh wow" I laugh. "You just described half the boys I grew up with."

"Don't compare them, Eleanor. They aren't the same."

"Yeah, that's true. Football players earn their own money with their talent and have an actual job. These kids are just wasting their parents money and doing nothing. If they want a job, they don't have to worry, daddy will give them one."

"You are so... Urgh!" my mum says. "I truly hope the boy you are seeing isn't one of them."

"A spoiled rich kid? Nope, he isn't. And how do you know I am seeing someone?"

"Your grandmother told me when we had a chat on Christmas. But I was talking about a football player, not a decent boy from a good family."

"Decent. You love that word, don't you?" I laugh chuckle. "And you wouldn't say the same if you had been at the parties I've been to."

"Whatever. I just hope you have good taste."

"I have very good taste, mum. Don't worry" I smile.

"Good. And I better go, your dad is probably wondering where I am."

"I doubt it" I say to myself.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing. Good night, mum."

"Goodnight, Eleanor" she says before leaving.

"Dec? Are you still there?" I say, picking my phone from the floor.

"Yeah..."

"I'm sorry you had to hear all that."

"Nah, it's ok. But the day I meet your mum... I fear for my life" he laughs. "Though I think you may be into something when you asked her if a football player dumped her, you know?"

"You think?"

"Yeah... Maybe, I don't know" he shrugs. "But she seems so bitter."

"She is bitter. I'll have to ask around, see if anyone knows something. And again, I'm sorry about everything she said."

"It's fine, don't worry. She may not like me, but I know you grandmother does and she is way scarier. It's good to know I have her on my side."

"It is, yes."

"Eleanor..."

"Uh?"

"We are gonna be fine, ok?"

"Yeah" I sigh.

"God, I wish I could be there to hug you."

"So do I."

"Ok, that's it. We are meeting tomorrow after training, clear your schedule."

"What?" I laugh.

"Tell them you don't feel ok or whatever. I know you are very clever when it comes to excuses to sneak around" Declan smirks. 

"Mr. Rice, what are you implying?" I smile.

"Let's meet tomorrow, Eleanor. Here, at my place. We can have lunch together and then just lay on the sofa cuddling for the rest of the day. We'll even turn off our phones so one bothers us."

"That sounds perfect."

"Do we have a date, then?"

"We do, yes."

"Perfect. See you tomorrow, Eleanor. I love you."

"I love you too, Declan."

[mickmundy]

SORRY IDK WHERE ELSE TO POST THIS. slapdash combobulation of some bushmed vampire au thoughts i’ve been knocking around in my head for the past few months. whee! i’d like to eventually turn this into a polished fic once i’m done with my main medsnip fic. i don’t want to spread myself too thin but once i get an idea its hard for my brain not to just go nyoom

Sniper is a local hunter who gets brought into this German town in the mountains to deal with population control of these “feral wolves” that have been literally plaguing a lot of land for a long time. They’re harder to kill than regular wolves and Sniper’s a talented beast-hunter so the people of the surrounding area call on him for his expertise and help with finding out wtf is up with all of these Damn Wolves!

So sniper stakes out and observes the wolves and notices that they love eating meat. Almost for Fun. And it doesn’t stop there… they’ll go so far as to lick blood off of the ground, almost draining their kills dry. Not natural for just a normal wolf… and he ends up having to engage with a few of them and shoots them dead with perfect skill (of course). He observes them for about a week before he decides to make a move.

Sniper follows them to see where their den is and they make quite a trek to this huge castle and go in through some concealed undercroft. So clearly they have a master.. but what good would it do to just have a bunch of wolves killing a bunch of people for literally no reason.. nobody in the area is particularly rich and anyone living in a castle like this wouldn’t need anything from common folk anyway. So he decides to approach the castle… and he’s not a people person really so he knocks the elaborate knocker and takes his hat off (polite.. hehe) and clears his throat and isn’t really expecting an answer but the door opens by itself… and sniper hears a booming voice from up above somewhere that’s like “Come in, Herr Hunter! I'll be with you in a moment!”

Sniper’s like ??? but brushes it off… looks up at the impressive balcony and is like 'How the fuck did he know who I was or what I did… “Hello, sorry’a bother you but is there any chance you’ve been commanding those hellhounds that’ve been bleeding the local areas like stuck pigs? S’bad for the environment, mate. So if y’don’t wrangle in your spoiled dogs, I’ll have tooo- uhh…” And at the top of the balcony… Sniper can see the swish of coattails… and then…. appears Medic… vampire Medic…!

He leans over the balcony and grins down at Sniper and is like (hello fraulines! voice ->) “Hello, Herr Hunter!” and does a giddy giggle as he leans over the balcony and is kind of sizing Sniper up… of course plenty of other people have come here to try and stop him, but never because they’d made the connection with his wolves… Ohhh.. this hunter is special! “How can I be of service to you?”

Medic is prepared to kill him like he's killed all the other hunters before him but he's kiiiinda hoping he doesn't have to kill him because he's... cute... in a scruffy bloodbag kind of way...,. and Sniper’s just totally taken aback by how friendly this vampire is so he’s like "Well-..." Clears his throat.. "I've noticed you’ve been a bit of a disturbance.... y'know.,., what with the.... your mutts feasting on the folks around here," and Sniper usually comes in super gruff etc. but Medic is just.. wow..... not like other vampires he's killed....

Vampire Medic hums and is like "Oh, ja, that... I'm afraid it can't be helped! I'm a very... very.... hungry man, after all.." Sniper swallows because well yeah, that much is obvious! And Medic smirks because he can hear sniper's heartbeat like thumpa thumpa! awooooga!!

Sniper's like "Well. Be that as it may, any chance you can stop drainin' folks like stuck pigs?" Medic puts his hands behind his back and is like "Hmm.... well, you're a business man, aren't you, huntsman? You understand that I cannot simply do these things for nothing in return." And Sniper swallows bc he knows how powerful medic is... he can practically smell it and it is not a good idea to fuck with a vampire like this! So he's trying to play his cards a certain way so that he doesn’t have to end this with conflict…

"Well... what's worth an entire town'a people? Dunno how you can just wager-" Medic leaps down from the balcony and lands gracefully on his feet and stands up straight… and Sniper has to crane his neck to look up at him because… holy dooley… that’s a big… well fed…. spoiled vampire… Medic stands at about 9 feet tall and (some) vampires grow in relation to age and how well they feed.. Crikey…!! Not bad on the eyes, either.,.,

Medic cuts him off and is like "You. I would like you! ^_^ &lt;3" Not just bc he thinks sniper is kinda cute... but he's a very good vampire hunter and he could do work for Medic so.... it seems like a good deal to him! A very fair trade…. if he was going to be going ‘on a diet’ for a little while, it would have to be worth it after all! Sniper's like “WHAT?? Y’GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!” And Medic's like "I know you've been the one killing my wolves. I'm very impressed by you, hunter! ^v^" [VERY threatening aura despite hiii <3 vibes] and Sniper’s like “Yeah well what if I’m not interested in negotiatin’ about this, mister-(trying to be condescending)?”

Medic eyes Sniper’s knife and grins and is like “Please! call me Ludwig! (didn’t get that he was trying to be condescending) and of course then you’ll walk out of here alive, just as you came. I must say I would find it interesting that you wouldn’t leap at the chance to be the hero of the local people, though.” And would grin smugly… because sniper’s one life for the lives of the animals and humans of the entire area seems like more than a fair trade… but Sniper’s stubborn as hell and he’s a good enough person but definitely not a saint.

Sniper’s like “And what does all this mean for me? That I’d be some kinda hors d'oeuvre for you until you decide to snap my neck and drain me dry?” Medic’s eyes widen and he laughs and is like “Goodness, no! how barbaric! We shouldn’t focus on how I could kill you. Life is too short to think so heavily about how we might die.” And smirks and Sniper arches his brow, deciding to hear the vampire out..

Medic shrugs and is like “I’m a powerful vampire. I won’t reveal my age to you on our first date (pauses to grin gleefully because he can hear Sniper’s heart flutter at the mention of them being on a date), but I like my home and I intend to stay here and carry on as I’ve had. However, I am not above making compromises!” And shakes his finger and puts his hands behind his back and continues “Of course you know vampires exist. What you might not know is that we don’t all get along.” And says it kinda spitefully and Sniper’s like ???

Medic carries on and explains that vampires are constantly fighting over turf and feeding grounds and whatnot but killing another of their kind personally is… in poor taste. But if Sniper helps Medic take over other territories he won’t need to feed on this area. Less vampires means not as many people die and having both a human and a vampire working together is great for both people and vampires… “But that’s where you would come in, hunter!”

Sniper scoffs and puts his hands on his hips and is like “Y’want me to be your own personal vampire hunter. A vampire hunter that works for a vampire.” Medic hums and is like “Precisely! It has a delectable ring to it, doesn’t it! Hoo hoo!”

Medic approaches Sniper closer and Sniper's on his guard, and Medic bends over at the hip to look Sniper in the eyes and is like “I know you’re a capable hunter, mister Mundy. My wolves have told me (he can communicate with/see “through” their eyes). And if you went from being a small-time crocodile-wrestler and chose to pursue more… exhilarating prey, I can assure you that our deal will give you the thrills of a lifetime.”

Sniper’s looking into Medic’s eyes and then looks down as Medic runs his clawed hand over the sheath of Sniper’s knife holster that’s mounted on his shoulder… and Sniper clears his throat and is like “How’d you know I was-“ and looks behind Medic and sees some of the wolves and looks back at him... Medic smiles toothily and shows off his fangs… and well… the bushman's always admired pretty sets of teeth… control yourself Sniper!

“Imagine this kinda servitude is for life, then.” Medic chuckles and is like “You won’t be trapped here, you’re not my ward. You don’t even have to live here, though I’d be happy to supply you with the finest living quarters you could imagine. Fed, paid, and free as a bird. I do require that in regards to other vampires, your loyalty will be only to me. Of course, there would have to be.. unfortunate repercussions should you betray my interests for another vampire’s.” Sniper snorts and is like “You’re out of your bloody mind.” And Medic laughs…

“Certainly!" He agrees, "So go on and think about it, and come back to me if you decide to take me up on it. The offer is always open.” So Sniper leaves and goes back to the village and gathers up his stuff and finds the locals and tells them “Found a way to deal with the wolves. Gonna take care of it at their den. Shouldn’t be a bother anymore.” They pay him and Sniper stays there for a few more days while he thinks about that vampire’s offer…

Late at night he arrives to Medic’s castle and sees the wolves growling at him as he approaches, but then.,., they stop once they smell him and sit politely! Sniper’s like ???…. and he kicks the door a few times to knock (his hands are full) and the door opens again and Medic smiles pleasantly and is like "I didn't think I'd see you again, huntsman! Welcome back," and Sniper's heart flutters and Medic can hear it… <3 but Sniper stays on the porch.

“I stay, y’leave those people alone. There’s plenty’a eating around here if you’re not greedy about it.” Medic snorts and is like "My pets must eat, you understand (they hunt for him and he can Get Energy from them through blood synthesis. i have a lot of thoughts on this BUT to keep it short lets go with this). As must I. what do you—”

Sniper reaches down and grabs raw meat, intestines, etc. he’s brought and starts tossing it to the wolves outside in the snow, and Medic's pupils dilate at the smell. He knew Sniper must have hunted it (ethically) from local wildlife… and he’d brought it to keep them good on their word… which Medic appreciates because he didn’t have to do that. It’s not anywhere near as good as living blood (truly “fresh”), but the gesture is nice.

Medic’s like “Oh, and are you going to be taking me up on the living quarters?” and sees Sniper’s bags and stuff at his feet looking like a homeless lil hunter and Sniper frowns and is like “‘Course. Clear i don’t live around here, isn’t it?” Medic grins toothily and hums and effortlessly picks up Sniper’s bags for him and is like “Abundantly. Come along then, hunter! I’ll show you to your wing!”

Medic shows Sniper to his quarters which is nicer than anywhere he's ever lived! He's in total awe of the place and that it has electricity and is just so bloody nice… and now he’s living here too… holy dooley. Medic shows Sniper to his “room” which is more like a huge wing that has its own balcony, bathroom, bedroom with a big fireplace, lots of windows…. very very nice. But Sniper’s still totally suspicious!

Medic’s like “I hope it is to your liking! You can of course alter it any way you’d like. I’ll leave you alone for now to get plans for your dinner started. Is steak alright? Oh! And we can start our real work tomorrow!” Like calling behind him as he’s standing at the door…

Sniper’s like this is too good to be true. what the fuck. But instead says “Right. so when do you eat my heart out of my chest then?" and the vampire stops with his back to Sniper and turns his head and gives him a toothy smile and is like "When you beg me to. And not a moment sooner. :) Gute Nacht, Herr Mundy." and delights in the sound of the pounding pounding pounding of Sniper’s heart as he retreats to his main quarters and thinks about his handsome hunter... who is now all his... hoo!

Sniper swallows and is like Wrow… Ummm Okay.,, Hot.,,., and as time goes by he starts to get used to the fancy lodgings and the fact that somehow/somewhy Medic isn't killing him and is actually holding up his end of the bargain, and they're getting so comfortable coexisting together that even a few of Medic's wolves start to warm up to him... and sometimes Medic looks out his Brooding Window to see Sniper playing in the snow with them or them falling asleep in front of the fireplace together... and they start to fall in love... hehehe

okay yeah. as soon as my main bushmed fic is done im polishing this up what the fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!! i need them to fuck nasty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[m-jelly]

Hey hooo! :D I have a little request for just a little one shot! And if you don't like the idea you don't have to do it! So, how about a modern AU where Levi dates a person, who has some piercings? Because I have several face piercings like nose, eyebrow, lip and even stretched my ears, and I would like to know of he would like them! I would appreciate it if you could do that for me because I really love your work and it would make me really happy! :) Greatings from Germany! Thank youuu!

@kenkopanda-art <3

Piercings

Pairing: Levi x Pierced fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, reader with multiple piercings, lovesick Levi, fluff, being a couple.

Concept: Levi admires his cool girlfriend with multiple piercings. The two of you talking about buying new piercings and possibly getting pierced again. Levi talks about possibly getting one.

Taglist: @levisbrat25 @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @nbinairyn @galactict3a @nyxiieluna @notgoodforlife @2moth-anon2 @li-anne @demonsimp6

Steel blue eyes sparkled with love as they observed the most beautiful woman in the world. I love you was on repeat in their head as they took in the splendour that was his lover. His long slender fingers, which often explored his lover's body in passion, reached out and ran along the edge of an ear with a few piercings.

You turned your head and gazed at Levi. "Something on your mind?"

Levi shifted closer to you on the sofa. "You're so pretty. You're like an angel."

You took Levi's hand and covered it in kisses. "I love you."

Levi leaned over and eyed your pierced lip. He smiled a little before kissing you. "Mm, I love you so much." He cupped your face in one hand and began kissing every single place you had a piercing. "My sweet love."

You gasped as he tangled his fingers in your hair and pulled your head back. You shivered as he placed loving kisses on your neck. "Levi."

Levi dragged his lips up to your ear and saw the L earring you had in for him. "So pretty."

"You're my handsome man."

Levi sat up and pulled you against his chest. "I was thinking we go shopping and I'll treat you to some new piercings."

You looked up at Levi as you rubbed his chest. "Really?"

He nodded. "Maybe something for your nose or just change up your ears or eyebrow."

"I'll go get my boots on!"

Levi got up and grabbed what he needed to spoil you. "So, I've been thinking."

You ran back and hummed. "Yeah?"

He cleared his throat. "Maybe I could get my ears pierced?"

You gasped in delight. "You'd look so good with a long dangling earring!"

He cupped your face. "Possibly my tongue. I've heard it can feel good for you."

You blushed. "Mm..."

He leaned closer. "Or maybe somewhere below."

You shivered as he covered your face in kisses. "Levi."

He grabbed your hand and pulled you along. "Come on, my little black cat."

The two of you made it to Levi's car before he drove you to your usual shops. He helped you select a few things that he said would look adorable on you. Levi paid for it all, even though you protested a little and asked to pay. Levi wanted to spoil you. When you were finished, you ended up going to your usual piercing place.

Levi hugged you from behind as you looked at what you could get. "You thinking of getting another?"

"Possibly tongue. I heard it can be good for you too."

Levi kissed the side of your head. "Well, I think I'll book myself in for something."

You turned in his arms and gazed at him. "Are you sure?"

Levi nodded. "Yeah, and I might even get a tattoo."

You felt yourself drooling at the thought of your tough and handsome boyfriend having tattoos and piercings. "Oh, wow."

"You think it'll look good?"

You nodded. "Really good!" You blushed at how eager you were. "Oh, but only get them if you want them."

"I do."