#i might just be very tired i didnt sleep much last night

[madderot]

mentally unwell about cowboys

[yourlittlebunnyy]

sleepy lucien x reader

main masterlist - lucien masterlist

summary: he needs you but you're asleep

warnings: smut, somnophilia

w/c: 1.1k

a/n: im ovulating and i got carried away so yes

lucien comes home late at night. he's so tired. all he wants is a warm bath and some good sleep. he doesn't find you waiting for him as usual, tho. it's weird. he's used to be climbed like a tree by you as soon as he step into the house, but tonight you are not there.

he searches for you everywhere only to find you asleep in your shared bed, wearing one of his shirts and hugging his pillow.

he basically falls in love with you all over again. you're the prettiest angel he has ever seen in his entire life. he can't tear his eyes off of you. he steps closer, careful not to wake you up. one of your legs is hooked around the pillow, exposing your skin.

he realizes you're not wearing anything underneath. your sex is exposed for him and him only. you had fallen asleep like a good girl, waiting for him to come back. his cock stiffens in his pants, begging to be freed.

lucien can't keep his hands to himself. the soft skin of your thighs and  ass just looks so inviting... he starts with gentle and innocent caress, just wanting to feel your warmth. but he wants more. you've been a good girl for him, and you deserve a reward. he is careful not to wake you up when he quickly gets up and undress himself.

he slowly pulls up the shirt just enough to discover your lower back. he quickly licks his lips, his throat suddenly dry at the view. he's exhausted, and you're probably too, but he cant bring himself to stop, his blood his boiling in his veins.

he needs to restrain. you are helpless, you didnt even notice him. he could take you right now without any problem, but it's not fair. but... that's exactly what is turning him on so much he has to unzip his pants to free his cock - you're defenceless, free for him to use. his little princess.

his hand moves between your folds, the touch of his fingertips barely there, just enough to cover your skin in goosebumps. but you dont seem to notice, and he goes on undisturbed. his fingers find with expert movements your little button, circling it slowly. his eyes are fixated on your face, looking for any sign that you might be awake. your breath fastens, but your still very asleep.

with his other hand he pumps his cock a few times, some droplets of precum already leaking from his red and angry looking tip. he gently moves you on your back, and the vision is ethereal. the shirt - his shirt, his so thin that he can see your nipples through the frabric. all he wants to do his putting his mouth over them and worship you like you deserve. but tonight it's not about you. its about him.

he opens your legs, your sex now exposed more than ever. if you were awake, you would probably complain with red cheeks, embarrassment filling your mind. but now... he can do whatever he wants. he is not ashamed to admit that this type of control makes him go crazy.

he change position. now he's between your legs, his nose just mere millimetres from your centre. lucien could feast on you like you were the last meal in the whole Prythian, but he doesnt. he wants to make this moment last for the entire eternity, thats why he licks your folds slowly, to taste the waters. to see how you would react. you let out a sigh, your face relax even more, but other than that - nothing.

his tongue naturally searches for your entrance, hungry for the sweet nectar you're the only one capable of providing for him. his pace quickens a bit, eager to feed himself. his cock is so hard its painful, but he couldn’t care less at the moment. this is like heaven, he thinks, maybe he's dead, maybe he's really in heaven.

but its all real, expecially when he hears your little moans. he forces himself to slow down and watch your pretty face that is scrunched in a pleasured expression. he uses his hands to keep you in place, massaging your skin with a softness that causes a dark contrast with the way he's eating you out. his thumb finds your clit. lucien is needy to hear you sing for him. a particularly loud whimper excape your lips the moment he starts to draw circles on the bundle of nerves, his tongue burning inside you, deeper and deeper.

"lucien..?" you're so confused on what's happening, a moment ago you were alone in your bed and now a red head is between your legs. you're about to ask for explanation, but lucien doesnt stop his movements and the feeling washes all the coherent thoughts in your mind. "shhh..." he groans, the vibration from the sound just adding to the pleasure. "just enjoy, pretty." it might sound like an invitation, but his hand locks you in the bed and you cant move or protest even you want. not that you want, tho.

his circles on you clit became tigher and tigher, just like the knot thats quickly forming in your stomach. you call his name so many times it sounds like a chanter, you're not sure if you're complaining or asking for more with your pleas, but hes not listening either. "i'm... I'm so close, lu." you cry out. you wish you could move to stand on your elbows and look at him, but you're too afraid he will stop. instead, you just lay there and take what he gives you. "let go, love. let go." he can feel your walls spasming around his tongue, your cunt begging for release.

you're lucky that its exactly what he wants to give you. with one last lick, you fall over the edge. its like fireworks exploding under your skin, a feeling you will never get used to. he helps you get through it, keeping you in place as you try to arch your back. his tongue and hus fingers dont stop until you're begging for him to do so.

he press one last kiss to your sex and quickly climbs you, positioning himself on top of you, between your legs. "hello there." he says softly, his nose brushes your neck, breathing your scent. you smile. your hands, that just moments ago were gripping the sheets, now find their place on his hair, giving him some comfort.

a hard presence presses on your belly, reminds you that tonight is not over. he smirks just like a fox and position himself so his tip brushes against your centre. "i hope you didnt think it was over, love." oh, you have a long, long night ahead of you.

hope you enjoyed! ♡

[veryberryjelly]

🍸 prompt 5 or 6 with james potter maybe?

james potter x reader

prompts ; ' wait don't go, please' + " is this okay ?" " its more than okay "

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

afternoons spent lounging on james' bed under his cover with delicate and soft kisses being exchanged for hours were your favourite way to spend your weekends.

sometimes you two could go hours without anything being said, just basking in the warmth of each others company.

only today it had been spent slipping in and out of light sleep due to a party going very late last night in the common room.

you had only been awake a few moments when james roused beside you, his head moving to bury in the crook of your neck which only brought a smile to your lips

" morning sleepy head " you said softly, turning slightly to wrap your arms around the boy.

" time is it ? " he questioned, his voice groggy and his eyes struggling to open as he looked up at you.

" quarter to two " you replied, one of your hands lifting to thread through his curls.

" you think we should get up any time soon ?"

" in your dreams am i letting you up "

his words caused a soft laugh to bubble past your lips. you tilted your head to press a kiss onto the top of his head, your arms wrapping slightly tighter around him before you settled.

you were on the verge of falling into another light sleep when you heard the door to james' dorm open and both of your eyes flitted to the door and were greeted with the familiar sight of remus and sirius.

" - could just live above the shop, moony. it might be the only way i'll never be- oh, hello there, didnt mean to interrupt lovebirds "

you were unsure what the beginning of that conversation was but that didnt matter too much. remus and sirius headed to the bed across the room, both sitting on the edge looking over at yourself and james.

your instinct kicked in and you sat up, pulling a sweater over your head.

" you didn't interrupt, i was about to head back to my dorm, i need to shower "

you weren't shy about pda, but you whenever someone walked in on you and james in his bed, you felt out of place. this was their dorm and you felt like you were imposing.

as you moved to slide out of bed james' strong arms wrapped around your torso, halting your effort to get up.

" wait, don't go, please, you can shower here " james pleaded, his tired eyes gleaming up at you in a way that made it almost impossible to say no to him

you lowered your hand down and brushed some curls from your lovers face.

" i'll see you later, jamie, i promise " the hurt on his face might be subtle to anyone else but to you it was practically painted across his face in big black letters.

" i hate it when you have to go back to your dorm- " he admitted, his gaze dropping down to the mattress, his sadness obviously presented in the way he fiddled with the sheets between his fingers.

" i know, but all of my stuff is there, i live there, baby "

" move your stuff here " he blurted out causing disbelief to appear on your face and your sure on the faces of james friends. " i hate it when you leave, baby. i want to sleep with you every night and wake up to you every morning...come stay here " his voice sounded almost desperate and you wanted to melt at his sincerity.

" jamie, you're asking me to move in here when you live with three other people..." you loved waking up with james, the sight of his bed head along was enough to want to sleep with him every night. but he lived with three other people, including another couple.

james finally sat up in the bed and focused his eyes on you. " darling, is that something you would want, yes or no "

" yes, theoretica-"

" is that okay ?" he brought his gaze over to the two boys on the opposite side of the room.

there was a few moments of silence where glances were exchanged between the two boys, but the grins on their faces gave you your answer before they spoke up.

" it's more than okay. we can help you move your stuff tomorrow if you want "

you could feel the joy beaming off of james beside you before you even turned to look at him, but when you did he had a shit eating grin on his face, his bottom lip caught between his teeth waiting for your answer.

" ok, yes, i'll move in "

the minute your answer fell from your lips you were tackled by the boy into one of the most passionate hugs he had ever given you. it wasnt long before remus and sirius jumped in too, their arms wrapping around the two of you.

" welcome to the dorm...don't wake us up in the middle of the night with sex noises "

[nicole-2099]

•Opposites always attract•

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HH. Hyunjin xreader.

Enemies to lovers trope.(kinda..?)

[‼️WARNING‼️]: 「•Smut, fingering, teasing,unprotected s3x,•」

‼️18+‼️ LAVE IF UR NOT OLD ENOUGH. NOW! >:[

Ima get straight to it😭🤚 I also haven’t posted in a few months Soo I got no time to waste!!

Note; also I haven’t written in a while so if it’s a lil scrambled I’m sorry no I didn’t proof read shi I’m too lazy anyways HAVE FUN READING U MF<3

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Well, let’s just say you and Hwang Hyunjin aren’t very fond of each other, he hates you for many reasons but his go to reason is the fact you and his best friend jeongin got closer, but he shouldn’t even hate you. You and jeongin have been friends for a while, plus not to long ago you moved in with jeongin and hyunjin, so you hoped hyunjin would grow out of his hater era. Wrong. Hwang Hyunjin was your biggest opp ever! He never left you alone especially when you’re busy with university and tests everyday. He always had something to say or do to make your day so much more worse, not like it’s not already.

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“Ugh could this night get any worse.” You’d say combing you fingers threw your hair murmuring to yourself about how your going to fail this upcoming test, but silence never lasts long. Sure enough Hyunjin came through the door like he’s the FBI.

“Shut up I was trying to sleep but it’s hard with you fucking talking to yourself nonstop.” Hyunjin said as he walked into your room and shut your laptop and turned your light off clearly annoyed with you.

“Dude wtf is your problem, leave me alone I’m busy.” You’d say getting out of your chair pushing him away from your desk. Hyunjin glared at you with ice cold eyes, clearly mad and pissed off, he’d step closer to you his body inches away from you as he bent down to get down to your level “Idgaf what you’re doing, stop. Doing it.” He’d say as he grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you onto your bed “Go to fucking sleep.” He’d say as he walked out of your room and closed your door.

You’d lay there in your bed as you thought about how your probably going to fail and be a loser, tears swelling in your eyes as you thought of all of the disappointment your family will be in when they find out your failing as a person, curling yourself into a ball your knees to your chest as you tried not making to much noise so you don’t get yelled at again.

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Suddenly Hyunjin came into your room again “DIDNT I FUC-…are you crying..?” Hyunjin asked his tone instantly changing from anger to worry. You’d shake your head wiping away your tears quickly as Hyunjin walked over to your bed side and sat down next to you lifting your chin so you’re looking at him. “What the fuck are you crying over brat.” He’d say trying to still keep his cold exterior, but you knew he cared enough about you to stay in your room for more than 5 minutes. “I’m fine, I’m just tired..” you’d say as tears started to form in your eyes again. Hyunjin shook his head knowing you were lying to his face making him annoyed with you again, then he said “Stop lying to my face idiot, what’s wrong, your to tough to cry over me yelling at you so what’s up?”

He was right, you never got so upset to the point you cried when he yelled at you. “It’s nothing I, I’m just I’m stressing over the tests, and you coming up and shutting my laptop didn’t help.” You’d say your voice quivering as tears streamed down your face again, your hands shaking as you tried to calm yourself down. Hyunjin sighs before saying “Oh fuck you, I deal with 10x more stressful things and look at me, I deal with it fine.” You took in what he said for a second. Maybe, just maybe, a good fuck would help out with your terrifying thoughts. “I mean.. the fuck part might help me stop crying.” You begin saying before he quickly responds with “Alright, lay down.” You look up at him wide eyed. “Wait actually-.” Before you could finish your sentence, Hyunjin kissed you without warning, grabbing your face and pulling you into him. You’d pull away in shock as you stare at him in awe 🫢. “What?” Hyunjin said as he looked at you. “nothing I just didn’t expect- you know, for you to do that.” You said your eyes shifting to look at your hands. Hyunjin smirks at you as he lifts your chin up so your looking at him. “Don’t get all shy now, you did ask for it, love.”

You’d think about what he said for a moment, he did have a point you did ask for it. “I guess I did- but” before you could finish. Hyunjin leaned into you again pulling you in for another kiss. This time you felt your body melt into it, you don’t know why, it’s not that you don’t want it, but you’re confused on why you do. You’d pull away from the kiss for a moment before feelings his hands all over your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he straddled your hips over his lap pressing you against him. You’d struggle for a moment letting a small moan, as his grip tightened on your waist and hips. “Hey, look at me.” He said as you looked up at him as he calmly whispered to you, “You sure..you want this..”

You’d think about it for a second, nodding in response. “Mhm...” Hyunjin gave you a small smile then he pulled you into him again, this time leaving small kisses and bite marks on your neck marking you up. With a soft moan your back arched upwards, your chest and hips pressing against his chest and hips closing the small gap between the two of you. “Hey shh, we don’t want Jeongin to hear you do we?” He’d say running his fingers down your side holding onto your hips, you’d shake your head covering your mouth with your hand praying you could mask the sound.

Hyunjin smirks as he pulls your hand away from your mouth, lifting up your chin, his hooded eyes locked onto your eyes as he kisses your lips. You pull back for a moment before just giving in and leaning into him more.

He’d pull away from you his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. “Take it easy pretty.” He said in a hushed tone.

You try to calm yourself down, trying not to seem desperate and touch starved, but is it really your fault (Yes actually it is)

Hyunjins fingers run down your side and squeeze your thigh, he looks at you with a spark in his eyes and his fingers lightly rubbing against your inner thigh, as you try to hush your moans, Hyunjin soon then looks up at you for a moment looking for a look of discomfort or dislike as he slowly pulls the hem of your shorts down and tosses them on the floor as his fingers slowly run up your thigh getting closer to your core that was practically soaked from how turned on you were.

You let out a soft sigh gripping onto the sheets as his fingers gently rub on your clothed clit, his eyes still searching your eyes for any discomfort, you’d move around a bit being the touch starved girl you are, but Hyunjin holds you down his hands keeping a firm grip on you. “now now pretty, don’t move around so much for me, yeah?” And with a hushed sigh his fingers slip under your panties and start rubbing against your desperate pussy.

You gasp your body arches upwards as your try to keep quiet as you try and hush yourself with a pillow. Hyunjin looks at your desperate attempts to keep yourself quiet with a smirk on his lips, as his finger start to slip inside you slowly, his other hand keeping your legs open.

As you felt his finger inside you, you could barely think straight, you face shoved in a pillow as you whine and whimper you sounds already begging for more.

And hyunjin notices it his fingers slowly going in deeper curling as he slowly starts to thrust them in and out of you gently, making your pussy clench tightly around his fingers as you moan and whine squirming as he holds onto you with a firm but gentle grip.

“Feel good? pretty..” He’d ask his fingers thrusting into you a bit quicker and harder.

“oh yeah you look so fucked out right now and I’m not even inside you yet..” he’d say looking down at your face, it was red and flushed as cover your mouth muffling your sounds.

“I can’t- help it..” you say your voice shaky and desperate, your grip on the sheets tightening as he sped up your head arching back your eyes shut tight your legs shaking.

“Hyunjin pleasee..” you beg desperately your voice cracking as you try not to scream out. Hyunjin looks down at you with a mischievous smirk as speeds up, but pulls out his fingers right before you almost cum. “Now now if you cum now pretty, it wont be so fun anymore will it..?” You whine and squirm around begging for some kind of release. “Noo don’t do this..me.” You groan.

Hyunjin notices how desperate your being and leans down close to your ear, “so do you not want me to fuck you.??” He says with a playful teasing tone as he starts to undo his pants, know what you want already, you look at him eyes pleading and begging as you say your voice needy. “I didn’t say that hyunjin Pleaseee!!”

Hyunjin chuckles at your cute response loving how desperate and needy you were acting just to get fucked, “I’m just messing with you pretty, you did so well keeping quiet for me so you deserve this..” and with that he pulls his pants and boxers just enough for his dick to spring up, precum dripping off the tip as starts to grind the tip just over your already soaked puffy pussy, teasing you further.

You’d look at him eyes begging for it, so he did just that slowly he’d push the tip inside slowly going a little deeper before stopping for a moment to let you adjust, and that was good cause when he went in deeper you instantly gasped your body arching as you let out a moan.

Hyunjin looks at you eyes full of need as he slowly starts to thrust in and out of you slow and gently at first but after a bit he speeds up causing you to let out a moan your body shaking.

Hyunjin looks down at you his face slightly flushed but not too noticeable, his thrusts speeding up as he speaks in a shaky breathless tone. “you look so cute right now..fuck this is why I tried my best to hate you my whole life, because I knew if I didn’t at least try I’d be in love with you..” his words ring out in your ears for a second sending a shiver down your spine, but his words quickly fade in you mind as your to busy trying to keep your mouth shut while you get your pussy fucked up.

“God you feel so good right now..” hyunjin moans his voice almost sounding desperate as he thrusts into you deeper making you cry out your legs shaking slightly. “Aww you’re close already pretty.., well thats-..fine..” hyunjin huffed his hands going to grip onto your hips as he speeds up a bit more, feeling you clenching around him tightly.

You’d squirm your legs shaking as you close to your release, also feeling him twitch inside you as his thrusts get more aggressive slamming into you.

“Fuckk your close too..” his chest heaves as he continues to thrust into you until the both of you reach your limits, you tighten around him your legs shaking as you cum, and he groans thrusting into you one last time before filling you up.

“Fuckk..” he sighs his body shaking as he pulls out of you and lays down next to you for a moment trying to catch his breath.

“Fuck I hate you..I hate you for making me love you..” he says with a sigh and he pulls you into a tight hug keeping you close while the both of you start falling asleep.

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The next morning jeongin walks into your room trying to see if you’ve seen hyunjin and there he was in your bed with you sleeping, jeongin looks at the two of you blankly (in utter shock) as he walks out and shuts the door.

FINALLY ENED UP FINISHING THIS UGHHHHH.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hii!! Can u do tadc x reader who's mute?? (If ur too tired to do the whole cast u could just do jax and pomni) tyy!! :33

Pomni, Jax and Ragatha x mute!reader !

except ragatha has already been done before and im just linking her post in since its the same prompt eheheheh! think im going to answer just a few requests today; feeling a lil blugh since i didnt sleep well last night and i still got art stuff to do ... might continue my metalocalypse rewatch binge too

POMNI:

i think it would take her a moment to grow accustomed to your muteness. sometimes, at least in the beginning, she waits for you to speak before giving a soft "oh".. she doesnt mean to be malicious or mean, its all a matter of her getting used to things! add in that she has other things going on in regards to being thrusted into this new environment..! i think she would carry around a notepad and pen in her jesters hat for you to use when speaking to her, though i do think she is trying to learn sign language so you guys can more easily communicate... me thinks she might be a slower learner, though, mostly because as mentioned before theres just so much going on for her..! definitely very sweet about it though and tries to speak up if people are ignoring you in a conversation; though its a little meek and awkward she doesnt really give up on making sure you're heard

RAGATHA:

you can find her part here! funny enough this is my first TADC post (the random thing doesnt count)

JAX:

definitely a faster learner of sign language if thats your main means of communicating with other people. you guys have probably gotten into at least one argument before and yes hes the type to turn the lights off so he cant see your signing or your writing. is it petty? yes, but i can definitely see jax doing that. kind of reminds me of that one post/meme where op talks about how a deaf kid took their ice cream and when they signed to the kid. the kid just. closed their eyes. probably closes his eyes when youre trying to scold him for his trickster behavior LMAO. despite that, i think similar to pomni hes going to make sure no one talks over you, but unlike pomni hes not awkward about it. actually hes going to be obnoxious about it and may or may not unintentionally put you on the spot and embarrass you... or maybe he did that on purpose, knowing jax.. doesnt use your muteness against you though, in regards to pranks and his general assholery. like outside of him being kind of an ass when you guys are arguing, hes not going to do anything that could harm you. jax is an asshole but hes not a monster

[sereniv]

SURPRISE HATE MAIL ALERT:

binch

Today, I thought was going to be a good day.

I awoke this morning feeling oddly well-rested and despite having stayed up all night, as I do every night, this didnt seem to affect my sleep. For that I was grateful and I can easily say I still am. Or so I thought.

I used that energy I then had, to continue my routine of walking the dog which is something I had stopped doing for the past 2 days due to my hypersomnia getting the best of me. I not only felt proud of myself upon returning home from the much needed exercise, but I also felt...happy. I felt refreshed, rejuvinated, though also a little worn out; the type of feeling that really helps create a positive attitude for the rest of the day.

I made myself breakfast which consisted of a very basic 'dilla' filled with seasoned rice and pinto beans, sour cream, and some blue corn chips. Though I could have turned this dilla into a quesadilla, I still was wary of this energy I had and thus didn't want to extend more effort than I needed to.

Which you might be thinking, "How much more energy does it take to add cheese to a meal?", and with that I say: Do not question me.

During my meal, my grandmother and I sat down and enjoyed the rest of Chicken Run. We had started it yesterday night, but seeing as I was too tired we had to stop half way through. This is a common occurance and one that saddens me deeply.

After the movie, it was time to take our dog to the groomers for a scheduled nail trim and bath. An expensive appointment, but a necessary one.

We were told it would be around 3 hours until it was time to pick her back up, so I thought this would be the perfect time to work on my commission. And that I did.

I put my wireless earbuds in, which luckily I had remembered to charge last night, and set my playlist on shuffle and got to work.

Now, to be honest, I didn't just work on my commission. To help myself avoid burnout, I cycle through my commissions and my self indulgent fanart and I am very grateful to have a fandom to provide me with that. And though I sometimes get well invested in drawing said fanart, i cant say im not making good progress with the drawing I was paid to do.

After some time, I began to get tired and with great self control decided to take a nap; and though protested by a friend, I knew that if I didn't lay down then, that I would not be able to hang out later- that which we had planned earlier that day.

So I took a 6 hour long nap, and yet again I felt well rested (to my understandable suprise). I was feeling good, energized, and as per my usual routine, decided to check tumblr.

I did not expect to see what I saw in my activity feed: This Very Anonymous Message.

"No..." I thought to myself, "No, this can't be...this shouldn't be...". I started to weep.

I am now too bored and tired to continue this dumb thing lol

I love this hate mail so much i will cherish it always ty "Anon" ( @tea-withnofixinsplease )

[kenneth-the-mudmander]

Elora and Graydon in 3. Elora is the one kissing.

Short fic under the read more.

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The party was winding down, and Graydon was nowhere to be seen.

Elora had seen him at the beginning of the party but was having a hard time tracking him down now.

She wanted to talk to him alone, but at the time, he was preoccupied with Boorman and a group of Aunties shoving every manner of food in his hands. Telling him how thin he looked. How sickly.

Which was true. He did. His clothes hung on him loosely, almost a size difference since he last wore them. His cheeks were guant and sunk in. His eyes sockets were deep and dark purple. His hair, tied back off his face, was long and wild looking.

But that wasn't his fault. Being trapped in the Wyrm dimension for several months will do terrible things to your body. Mostly because any food and water are only illusory. Any nourishment comes from the Wyrm himself. Either through drinking his "milk" (ewww) or passively from just being there.

Airk had been a reck when they finally made their way out of the Immemorial City and through the desert. Once they were far enough, he literally fainted. His body no longer being supported by the Wyrm. He had become rail thin and needed several weeks to recover before he felt normal again.

And he had only been NEAR the Wyrm's dimension for about a month.

Graydon had been there almost a year.

And so, Elora left him to the kind Aunties who showered him with pies and meats and all sorts of wonderfully smelling local dishes. (Elora made a mental note to try and get a few recipes of theirs written down later so she could try making them herself.)

That was several hours ago now. The party was winding down. Most of the guests had left the castle or had gone up to their rooms.

Elora was exhausted from all the dancing and conversing. She hadnt had this much fun since the Wildwood party. But... if she was honest. All of it felt so achingly lonely to not have Graydon near her.

They had been a part since his "death" and now that he was back she had assumed... well.. maybe that they would talk. About them. But she hadnt had even a moment alone with him since they broke him out of the Wyrm's control.

It was like he was avoiding her.

Well. She didnt like that one bit.

It wasnt his fault he fell to the Wyrm's control. It wasnt his fault he was the promised Harbinger. It wasn't his fault that he.. he tried to kill her.

Ok. Well. So theres a good reason why he might be avoiding her.

But! That's why she wanted to find him. She needed to tell him it wasn't his fault. To tell him they were still friends and she cared for him so much. So much that she dreamed of him almost every night. And that over the months, she realized the feelings she had tried to bottle deep down inside. That she L...

She just really needed to find him.

Elora made her way through the Great Hall and to the guest quarters of the castle. Her first stop was the Lounge, but once there, all she found was Boorman half asleep and super drunk resting in a very plush chair near the fire.

"Hey, Boorman. You up? Im trying to find Graydon."

Boorman squinted up at her and in a sleepy slurred speech replied,

"Oh yeah. Um, i think he's up in the wizard tower. Or whatever you lot call it. He said he needed some air."

"He did seem a little uncomfortable. Thank you, Boorman. Here, if you're gonna sleep in the Lounge, let me at least bundle you up. Its gonna be a cold night."

Elora went and got a big blanket from one of the cabinets in the back and drapped it over Boorman. Grabbing the glass that he was barley holding onto and putting it on the table.

Boorman looked so tired. He deserved a rest. After everything that went down in the last battle.

Elora kissed the top of his head. A little sparkle at the touch as she gave him a blessing for a good nights sleep. And headed up to the Observatory.

The Observatory was old. And seldom did anyone go in there. At least not while Elora lived in the castle. Not since magic was outlawed.

It used to be where the royal wizard/sorcerer would live. High above the world. Far enough to see at a great distance. To send ravens off with messages. To stargaze and map the changing seasons. (And also far enough that any experimental spells would not hurt anyone.)

The staircase leading to the top was long and narrow. The steps too short for a comfortable walk up. (Probably perfect tho for someone like Willow, Elora thought absently.)

Along the walks were tiny windows with no glass. That let in a bare amount of light and air. (Probably kept the tight space from getting claustrophobic.) The walls were half painted a dark sky blue with little stars sparkling in the torch light.

When she got to the top (finally, it took almost ten minutes!) she could see that the tower itself had a similar design.

It was a large room, slip into two levels. Both levels were open to the room. A small spiralling staircase leading to the top level. Elora could see a small box bed tucked up there. Thick ornate curtains the only means of closing yourself off from the rest of the room.

A massive fireplace was at the bottom and was currently crackling with a small warmth. A couch and a big rug sat before it. And books lined the walls. You couldnt miss it. Oh god there were so many books. It could make your head spin.

The ceiling was painted dark sky blue, like in the stairwell, but the stars painted here were gold and styled after the winters' constelations.

There was a large, rusty telescope that was pointing out of a wide open window. Which Graydon was currently looking out of. His back was to her and Elora couldn't tell if he was even aware that she had arrived.

A cold draft came barreling into Elora, and despite the beautiful fire, she felt herself shiver.

"You're gonna catch a cold if you stay there all night."

Graydon turned around quickly, visibly startled.

"Oh, yeah, uh, probably. Well, maybe not, actually. I'm, um, well, I.. Let's just say the cold doesn't bother me as much anymore."

His head was down, and he was shuffling his food in that way he did when he was nervous and wanting out of a situation.

"That's good, I suppose. I'm feeezing." She made a small awkward laugh and rubbed her arms. "What are you looking at? Anything fun out there?"

His eyes lit up.

"Yes, actually! It's the right time of year to really get a good look at Saturn. And this telescope is so powerful you can even see its individual rings! I read about it in one of the books a few days ago and was really excited we'd be here to see it! This telescope must be magicked or something. Because the view is just wonderful."

He rambled on about Saturn and all Elora could focus on was how lit up and happy he seemed. She likes how excited he could get about a topic he was passionate about. When they would study, before he "died", he would often tell long stories about the things he had read. She loved listening to them. His voice was so calming.

"Elora? You, uh, doing ok?"

"Oh, huh?" She blinked her eyes and saw him looking at her worridly.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'm pretty tired and just... well. Your voice is so calming. It used to help me fall asleep, back when... before. And I was just thinking about all that. How nice it is. To have you back. But, please! Continue! I'm very interested! I promise."

But Graydon looked unconvinced. He was holding his hands again and looking uncomfortable.

"That's ok. I know it's boring. Did you, uh, did you come up here for something?"

Elora felt a pang in her chest. She had upset him. Gosh. She wanted to come up here to make him feel better, and she had to go all unfocused and upset him.

She walked over to him, slowly, and willed herself some courage.

"Actually. I came up here to talk to you."

"Oh yeah? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, actually." She said when she was finally right in front of him. His back was to the telescope, and his face was bathed partially in fire light and partially in starlight. His dark eyes seemed to glitter with stars. He gulped, visibly nervous, but said nothing.

"Graydon. I.. I missed you so much. More than I think Im able to put into words. Every night, I dreamt of you. Either of you dying or of every moment we were together. Over and over again. And in all that time, I realized how much of a fool I was. I pushed you away and kept you at arms lentgth. And you were nothing but kind and supportive every second I was with you. When you told me you loved me. I felt so much guilt and pity. Because I was convinced I loved Airk. That I didn't love you. That you were nothing more than a friend. And I felt bad I caused you pain. But every night since then, I realized... I love you too. It took a long time. But I did. Even then. You are my best friend. You understand me more than anyone has before. You pushed me to be better. And when I lost you, it broke me. I found the magic in that break. But I haven't been able to heal and move on. And now you're here. We saved you. And you won't even spend one second alone with me. And I know it's cause I hurt you. And then you tried to hurt me. But it's not your fault. None of it. I dont blame you. And.. and I just wish I could fix whatever it is I did to make you not want to be around me. Because I miss you so much. And my heart aches, and I just want to give you a hug."

Elora was shivering and hardly able to get the last bits out because her throat tightened with her trying not to cry. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she was on the verge of truly breaking.

Graydon just, stared. His expression unreadable in this light. And they stood like there for way too long of a beat before all of a sudden his arms were around her. His warmth enveloping her. His body shaking with hers.

"I told you, you didn't have to say it back. Its ok. I still love you, Elora. I never stopped. How could I have stopped. Thinking of you was all I had to get through... what I went through. I just.. felt so guilty. And I didnt want to make you feel awkward. And.."

Elora kissed him and he couldnt finish a ramble of his own.

It was a short kiss. Her lips feather light against his. And when they parted, she could see a hint of a blush on his dark. face, even in this low lighting. Which is only fair since she could feel a small blush creeping up her own.

"Gray..." her voice was small, uncertain. "You could never make me feel awkward. I do that all on my own."

A smile crinkled his eyes, and a laugh escaped his lips. She laughed and leaned into the hug again.

"I just dont feel like I deserve this. After what I did.. and tried to do. The battle. All of it." She looked up at him ready to argue. "I know, I know. It wasnt me. But also.. a part of it was me. That darknes thats always been there. Being powerfulz it felt good. And its still there. We havnt defeated the Wyrm. Im still his Harbinger. And its just... I feel like I don't deserve forgiveness. Love."

He still held her, but he was distant as he spoke. His gaze out at the stars. His mind light years away.

She pulled out of his embrace and softly turned his face towards hers. Her hand staying on his jaw.

"You deserve all the love in the world, Gray. You fought against the Wyrm's temptations longer than anyone else ever has. You are so strong. And so kind. And so Good that you even managed to break yourself free long enough for me to sever the connection. I love you, Gray. So so much. Please believe me."

She took his hand into hers and lifted it to place a gentle kiss. Green sparks tickled his skin with the touch.

They both startled at that but stayed there for a long moment.

She looked up at him and kissed again, this time his wrist. And this time he turned away a covered his face.

"Elora, that tickles."

"Should I stop?"

"N..no."

She kissed his wrist again. Then moved up to his arm. Then higher up. Again and again. Up to his throat. Where she kissed several times. His nervous giggles encouraging her.

She took the hand that was covering his face, a very red and blushed face, and kissed it as well. Then she leaned in to kiss him.

She could feel sparks again. She couldn't see them, her eyes were closed as they deepened their kiss. But she could feel the tingle of purple mixing with her green.

They stayed like that, softly kissing near a window full of stars, for a nice long while.

Hi! It’s been a minute! I found this prompt sheet and thought it would be fun to do some! Shoot me an ask and some characters and I’ll see what I can do!

[twildflower]

watching build fighters oh my fucking god i love my boys so much

fucnin yapping again guys i think i might have adhd

why the hell do i keep saying guys. i nedd hep i need to be killed

i miss them so much theyre so silly i am sooooooo ajhdgfshfga this is so much nostalgia im aghgfhgsgkjfhakfhajkhdsjh and just episode one too i cant think how hype id get watching finale itll be so fucking awesome I LOVEEEE BUILD FIGHTER my fav gundam show.... mercury is second i guess i only watched mercury and i think its iron blood or whatever its called in eng im not even sure if its gundam lol but anyway i love sei and reiji theyre actually sooo damn <3333 i think they were the first two guys i ship together bc theyre actually so gay even tho reiji has a gf or whatever its like one of the first pieces of media i consumed and didnt just like whichever main ship the plot has... yea iirc. i think theres mainly only jp twinkle n shugo chara before build fighters but then i went back to main ship in pokemon xy and macross delta lmao... shits awesome tho i think im cool and like whatever i like i love sei so much hes so adorable and reiji is so cool and theyre blue and red theyre so made for each other like ahhghdgfsjgfhsgfisgfjgfjdghsuifguiwdg i think i mightve gave myself way too much adraline its fuckin 430 am and i wanted to cut my hair a bit tmr agh damn. i guess i could stay up the night and binge....hehe....... was watching horizons too i love horizons a lot i really dont mind ash not being protag anymore but the fact that they ended with him looking like a fuckin ugly ass idiot that looks even worse than gen 1 ash tho..... i have beef with only that fact bc like fuck you man i hate whoever the fuck made that artstyle after xyz with a passion i think tney deserve to go to hell. the fact that its a downgrade from gen1 is crazy. i dont hate that artsyle but i hate the way ash is drawn in that artysle like most other people look okay but the past travel companions and ash look fucking shit and i think theyre doing it on purpose and i fucking HATE THEM

ermm back to gunpla hehe its 6 am im so tired im gonna sleep em anyway i love them soso much damn id so build a gunpla of their moedel in the episdoe.... yknow my dad used to record the edpisodes when they played on tv and idk was it a bug or there wasnt enough space anymore so he deleted all the episodes excepgt the las one or maybe seocnd last im not sure but anyway we kept rewatching it every now and then and go feral over how awesone it was it was the best endin episode i wached when i was a kid like shugo chara i didnt watch or they didnt play till like season 2/3 i think the wedding dress end and all that shit was crazy but the only other thing i watched was jewelpet and it was like not as crazy as this one i like it alot but build fighters was a lot more visually and emotionallly stunning lollll

i think if i had to choose a best ending for all the stuff i watched itd still be xyz tbh that shit was stunning and so. urgh. my heart. i get. so much agsjhahlf. its just so good. peaked tbh. then itd probably be build fighters tbh like idk man. delta was like. cool. very cool. but like. idk. build fighters either is more nostalgic or whatever it just appeals to me more than macross. it would be third tho. i think it is. then itd be shugo and then twinkle. these are like. the main stuff i have really core memorty w lmao. yeh i uess this is it. gn im so eepy

last edit lol i didnt remember the uhhh handsome guy being just a guy that also liked gunpla a lot at the start lmaooo i just remember him being a bad guy turned good at the end w everyone to help destory the crystal........aghhhh i loveeeeee build fighters sm.....

oh yeah i guess i did watch brs too. black rock would like. hm. be at the bottom tho bc..idk. i dont have too fond memory and i like my stuff better i have my prioritys lmaooo.. hm. yeah now i really dont rmb anything i just remembered brs bc the blacckkk rockkkk shooooterrrrr is just ringing in my head its such a good song owo

[away-ward]

"yeah, my biggest problem with Alex as a character was that she has no flaws. At lost none that are portrayed as flaws. It was fine when she was a side character, but once PD tried to bring her on as a bigger character, it was frustrating. Like PD was always telling me I had to be on her side."

ohmygod, your last sentence? I never thoughy of it that way. But now that you mentioned it, it really does sound like that, hehe? As if she's the standard of everything, even though we don't even like that standard in the first place. As if if youre against here, YOUre the one who's wrong or something. Ok Wow, thatnks for that thought! I just scrolled page and saw some discussion about alex, but i've never really thought much about her or why i was so bothered before, but i think i got a clearer understanding of why her character felt off for me. She really was acting like a ninja, which sounds like rika in conclave? 🧐🙄 anyway, whatever, i think i might have to discuss this with some of my other friends about they thought of her, and so far, they didnt like her too, because just like me, they thought her character was so cartoonish, manipulative and sex- heavy only. Like she started with little role, but suddenly she's in everything? Why was there such a big jump? We thought her jump didnt make sense because this is a group of rich af people who keep their family close, and then only for fire night for her to disappear? So it mean, the tradition wasnt so important for aydinalex and rorymicah, so we thought "huh, so why dis bitch still here until hpnighyfall epilogue then if she's disposable to the literal title of the series " DEVILS NIGHT". And for her to have so many careers and shares by then? WTF? Does PD even know how politics and shareholding work?

Like her character is just so silly and whimsical!! Like her working at the DOJO, but still have time to be a full time student? Excuse me? I study part time and work full time, and let me tell you K.O., that shit was tiring AF! And not just for any degree, hers was COMPUTER SCIENCE? So where tf was her nerd tech events she had to attend to fulfill her credits? And her being an escort, but then think about the logistic, she had to make her brows, probably her nose hair or sumn, her teeth check up, her facial hair, body hair and vaginal hair removal or wtv, then the fit check, the meeting, the schedule, and alex never mentioned once that she had an assistant for it? It was never even mentioned that she was on drugs or on time for sleep? And suddenly she's going back to fucking and then going to class? Huhhhh? What? Thats so fucking crazy K.O.!!! Not even extra co-cur will save her from this tiresome lifestyle, but for some reason, no sagging shoulders mentioned in any povs? No tiring expression? Not even being moody? So unrealistic! Even rika was looking bored, banks got agitated, winter got frustrated, and emmy git moody. But alex didnt feel anything? WTF was in her spirit? Jesus or sumn? Idk, but me and my friends thoughy her character was susp af, and the time when she was shown to be vulnerable, she kept on blaming everybody?

in nightfall though, i feel like i get why she wasnt shown to be a bitch in emmys pov, because even those evil aydin and damon got a pardon from her, and rika's bias. but what about banks, or kai, or michael or even winter, they're characters are very aloof and guarded ya know, so what charmed them so mich that they want alex around? For what reason? When i read devils night, i felt like i was on an acid trip because apart from other nonsensical things happening, alex's character, relationship and story were the most illogical to me. Pd really aint shit.

As if if youre against here, YOUre the one who's wrong or something.

This is literally it. Like, it's fine if you want me to like your character, but at least let me make up my mind. Let me see their strengths and weaknesses, and decide if I like them.

But anyway.

but suddenly she's in everything? Why was there such a big jump?

The jump was because corrupt didn't originally have any follow-ups, and then readers liked Alex, so when a series was planned, she got a bigger role. For me this is a key to why her character failed. Since she didn't have a clearly defined role or goal for a character arc, with limits to what her character could or couldn't do, she got to do anything and everything the story needed.

By the end of the series, enough people dislike where her character went and asked for less of her, so for fire night she was adventuring away from Thunder Bay.

where tf was her nerd tech events she had to attend to fulfill her credits? And her being an escort, but then think about the logistic, she had to make her brows, probably her nose hair or sumn, her teeth check up, her facial hair, body hair and vaginal hair removal or wtv, then the fit check, the meeting, the schedule, and alex never mentioned once that she had an assistant for it?

I've spoken about her insanely busy schedule, but you really brought out even more. The maintenence it takes to look that good all the time! I don't care how naturally pretty someone is, that takes time. When is she doing all of this? And she acts more like the crew's assistant than having one of her own.

they're characters are very aloof and guarded ya know, so what charmed them so mich that they want alex around

I think my biggest question mark is Katsu. Difficult to please, known for having high standards Katsu Mori? I'm sure the excuse is that he respects ambitious people but it wouldn't hurt to have at least one character not immediately love her.

I struggle with Alex because I want to like her. But she just not a real character to me. Nightfall showed her "flaws" the most, but it wasn't enough to negate the three books prior where she's nearly perfect in all ways. On top of that, even though Emory was the one to emphasis them, the narrative never let Alex be wrong. She was just a victim.

In fact, it was Damon who basically said we're all the villain in someone else's story, right? When was Alex ever the villain? In Aurora's story? But we're not supposed to sympathize with Aurora.

Thanks for the message!

[englishmagic]

I’m not doing super great um

Might need help with some bad thoughts

Not in the emergency way just in the I’m so fucking tired way

Okay so I want to die. Not gonna die, so the problem isn’t “I need help keeping myself from dying” it’s “I need help stopping the feeling of wanting to die” because seriously it’s a preoccupation that’s taking up TOO MUCH SPACE in my head right now and it’s very upsetting and exhausting. I’m so anxious and high strung and constantly nauseous and tired and on the verge of tears and I can’t concentrate and everything is too much all the time and it would just be so much more manageable if I could get rid of this overhanging “I WISH I DIDNT EXIST I WANT TO NOT EXIST I WANT TO DIE I DONT WANT TO BE HERE I WANT TO DIE” chorus would get out of my fucking brain

I can’t live my life when half of my attention is on death but I don’t know how to stop it and I want to puke and die thank you very much okay

Going to get some sleep now maybe I will feel better tomorrow*

* hasn’t worked the last couple of nights but third time’s the charm right

[gottlem]

HI i did not finish chapter two of the theatre au yet bc i started school again this week and then got very poorly on tuesday night and 48 hours later i still feel awful !!! i will continue when i can make coherent thoughts again !!!!

[the-s1lly-corner]

What do you think would happen if jack got to interact with his old non demon self? Maybe via memory shenanigans or something IDK

I feel like if he saw himself before the events that led him to be a demon he'd basically be like

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRcmmsLx/

Eyeless Jack interacting with his past self

ooooo okay so i saw this last night when you sent this in but it was late and i didnt want to write something while i was tired so !! here we are!! not going to dive into any scenarios on how he meets up with his non-fucked self so! this might be a little shorter + might add some more eye jack (get it?) hcs... idk we'll see ehehe

okokok so jack hcs before he got wrapped up in the cult... i think i mentioned this somewhere but jack was studying to go into the medical field, so hes fairly knowledgeable on things regarding the topic... also its a little funny but messed up that he has to utilize his passion to gather kidneys and other human bits (which he genuinely detests in my take, hes still human in there and has his humanity and stuff)

even before everything jack wasnt much of a social person, preferred to keep to himself in his dorm, rarely spoke to his dorm-mate though was friendly with him

likely gets roped into the cult thing after befriending one of the members, be it they were a student or lived in town is up in the air for now but one things leads to another and...

had heterochromia, one dark brown eye one lighter brown eye! had very bad eyesight, though.. needed glasses to read stuff. i like to think he kept one of those little cloths in his pocket... i think he keeps those on him out of habit even after losing his eyes

that also brings up a question; despite being eyeless many people write that jack can still see (at least with what i interacted), personally i write that hes partially possessed and thats the reasoning he can still see (among the other bodily changes happening to him) ...though im unsure if he still retains his bad eyesight shrugs whatre you guys' thoughts

okokok onto actually meeting his past self.. a lot of feelings

i think above all the other feelings he would feel mad. real mad, i mean he was tricked into something. he finally decided to try to be more open and friendly to others only to get punched in the face and twisted into this thing

lots of feelings and thoughts

its like how when you see something so upsetting you want to destroy it, or harm it in some way. i think it would be the same with jack here, just to... himself..

i think every now and then, on the rare occasion he sleeps... he has dreams where hes back where he was before everything. always wakes up irritated on those nights

but if he had to actually interact with his past self... like actually be able to talk to him and stuff... i do think that even through his rage he would be able to collect himself enough to warn his past self

though that imposes time line stuff and things gumming up and im not about to touch that... though this entire prompt implies something going on but... at least thats assuming this isnt an illusion and it really is him but

shrugs

tldr; very very angry and tries to change the past even if he knows nothing can be done

[beesmygod]

i had this typed up for my newsletter im working on lol. i solved one of my health mysteries. tl;dr: food allergy

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having a completely fucked up sleep schedule goes hand in hand with having a fucked up food schedule, which means my last meal is when the sun comes up and i dont get hungry until late in the day. any attempts to break this pattern risk waking up ravenously, eating-raw-meat-out-of-the-freezer hungry in the middle of what was supposed to be my sleep cycle. i do whatever the opposite of torpor is. i invented a worse way of mammalian living. do NOT steal.

so anyway, every night before i go to bed, i would fill my empty tummy with a delicious peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich. this is because strawberry is the tastiest, most accessible jelly. let me explain: when you go to a diner and search through the little jelly basket with all the jellies in it, you will see these flavors and these flavors ONLY!!! (ranked by deliciousness):

strawberry

orange marmalade

mixed berry

the putrid concord grape

orange marmalade is a distant second to the only good jelly on this list. i like strawberry jam.

in the mornings, i started eating special k cereal (red berries, again, the only good one) hoping the vitamin c would cure whatever was causing me to feel so fucking sick and miserable on a daily basis. every day i would wake up exhausted and every night i would go to bed in terrible pain from my entire chest down. it was hard to explain my symptoms outside of just feeling like total shit generally. to be honest, i thought it was just the result of bad living. my chest was often tight but i attributed this to how freakishly tense my body is from years of letting anxiety run ramshod over my brain and body. ive had this problem for over a decade.

recently, i went on vacation for a few days to d.c. with my boyfriend, adam. on the evening of the second day, as we shared a plate of fried chicken livers as romantically as possible, i told him, "i feel so good. this is the best i've felt in a long time!". and i really meant it. the rash on my face had cleared up significantly, my stabbing chest pain i had attributed to heartburn/dying was gone, and best of all, i felt like i could breathe. my chest no longer felt like it was being crushed and my lungs didnt feel like they were sticking together instead of inflating. my legs didnt even hurt as much when i walked, which seemed like a massive achievement to me.

i came home from d.c. late in the evening and returned to my nightly ritual sandwich. that's when i noticed, for the first time ever (now that i was unburdened with terrible pain elsewhere), that my mouth was burning and tingling in a way that might be textbook anaphylaxis.

i thought back to the time when my sister told me she liked the taste of bananas but they were too spicy for her. and how i laughed at her and said "what the hell are you talking about", which in turn lead to the discovery of her birch allergy. i also thought back to high school when i suddenly started feeling very ill, tired, and weak almost every single day. but i would still *~bravely~* find the strength to go into work nearly every day. i would be sooooo hungry by the time i got to my job immediately after getting out of school and wouldnt get to eat until i got home at 9pm. so i would commit a little corporate theft and eat some sample sized special k (red berries) intended for patrons. hmm. a pattern is emerging.

now i have an epipen and blood work being processed by a doctor who expressed mild horror at how frequently i was dosing myself with a little bit of near death experience just for delicious strawberries. as it turns out, you feel a lot better once you stop poisoning yourself on a daily basis. at no point did i ever think i was going to die from any of my various problems despite having every symptom that obviously points at a reaction. i dont know. i thought i just rolled some bad genetic dice and got stuck with the shitty body lol.

i did sort of eat the rest of the sandwich tho. it was good. no ragrets

[absolutelyfizzing]

little dove

loki x reader

description - Loki acted so caring around you, more so than anyone else in his life. He loved to take care of you, especially when you had a long day, and he got teased by some of the team for it.

warnings - fem reader, cute loki and pet names, implications of gender fluid loki?, reader gets picked up, slight implications of a nsfw theme the night before

word count - 1900

A/N - this is a pretty plotless blurb but i just love this man, i have been obsessed with the new series and just wanted to write anything about him. i will inevitably be writing for him more so please end me now. there are no spoilers for the new series and it takes place in an AU after new york but pretty much otherwise out of timeline. all the avengers live at the compound together, endgame didnt happen and no i wont talk about it.

MASTERLIST

Loki was not someone who was overly friendly. To most of the people in the compound, he was courteous at best. That rule, however, was bent occasionally. The only exceptions were you and his brother (some of the time). He had been smitten with you the moment he saw you though he would never admit it. You were bubbly and light and the exact opposite of him. You were so friendly and kind that it almost made him want to be the same.

You were kind to him, which he was shocked by. Most of the people in the compound tolerated him but they were never caught being too nice. You, on the other hand, were friendly to him the day you met him.

You weren't an Avenger, you weren't really even a fighter. You were a genius in the medical field as well as the unofficial caretaker of everyone on the team. You made sure that they all ate, they didn't overwork themselves, that they were getting enough sleep every night because they were your closest friends. Everyone listened to you. You had this power over them all that they just wanted to make sure you were happy and that meant they wanted to do what you asked of them. They tried their best to take care of you as well.

When you met Loki and were very nice to him, he expected some ulterior motive. He assumed that there was something you wanted or that you would gain his trust and then humiliate him later. So he kept his guard up. This was proved wrong over the months to come. He noticed that you were that kind to everyone and you were just happy to be around other people. He let you in over time.

You became the only person who he opened up to, even more than his brother. You would keep him company even when he lashed out at others and when he was filled with guilt. You forgave him for his past without question and opened up to him as well. It took probably 3 months for Loki to realize that he was in love with you.

He couldn't believe himself. In love with a midgardian? What was he thinking?

But it was undeniable and uncontrollable. He just couldn't help himself. You would read to him and watch movies with him. You would braid his hair when he was stressed and would teach him how to cook when he asked. You were just everything to him. It took him a long time to confess. He was terrified that you would reject him. You could have had anyone you wanted, why would you choose him?

When he did confess, you were thrilled and he couldn't believe it. You kissed him and he thought he could die happy right then and there. He had never felt this much love for anyone besides his mother.

You continued to break his walls down and he fell deeper in love with you every day. He didn't, however, change his behavior towards others very much. He had grown closer to the team, having regained some trust from them all. He was no longer aggressive and he tried very hard not to lash out. Most of that was out of his own desire to be trusted. He realized that he was going to have to make his life work to remain with you and he slowly learned that most of the people in the compound weren't actually as awful as he might have originally guessed. That didn't mean that his personality changed toward them though. He was still slightly cold and short. He wouldn't smile too much and he was what some might call grumpy most of the time.

That only changed around you and everyone noticed. Loki got teased for it constantly and he couldn't care less. He just wanted to make you happy and he had no regard for what anyone thought of your relationship.

He was waiting patiently in the common area of the compound on the couch. Steve and Rhodey were sat on the couch watching something that Loki didn't recognize or care for, it was some kind of reality TV. When he heard the elevator door open he looked toward the door and you were walking towards him. A grin spread over his face and his posture relaxed. He could hear the men on the couch scoff at his sudden change in demeanor. When you got close to him he picked you up and pulled you to straddle his hips on his lap and immediately began kissing all over you. You buried your face in his chest and he kissed your hair.

"How are you, my love?" He mumbled sweetly and you hummed. "Long day?" he questioned and you nodded in affirmation. "Lets go get you some food then, yes?" He asked lightly and you hummed happily. He picked you up and you clung to him, arms and legs wrapping around him. He carried you with ease toward the kitchen. It shocked you sometimes how much he could lift and how easily he lifted you but you had to remind yourself that he was indeed a god.

"How come you never treat us that way?" Rhodey called from the couch and Loki grumbled a bit.

"Oh I'm sorry did you want me to pick you up and make you some tea?" He asked sarcastically and you giggled from where your face was pressed into his chest. He smiled at the fact that he had gotten you to laugh and he set you on the countertop. He tried to pull away to make you some food but you did not let him leave you, still holding on to the front of the shirt that he was wearing. "Do you want to talk about your day?" He asked sweetly, kissing your forehead lightly. You gazed up at him lovingly and his heart skipped a beat.

"I'm just tired. People are annoying and I didn't exactly sleep much last night." You winked at the last part. He smirked at your comment.

"I'm sorry, my love. I was under the impression that you enjoyed what we did last night but I would be happy to give you plenty of time to sleep tonight if that's what you would prefer." he teased and you punched him lightly in the chest.

"Okay fine you're right, I like getting kept up." You confessed. You paused for a moment and his eyes remained on you as he waited patiently for you to continue. "I was mistaken for an intern again today. You would think that after over a year of working here that people would recognize my name and my work but today there were some new investors walking through the facility. When they came to look at my work they started to talk to one of my coworkers and then turned to me to ask me to get them a coffee order while they waited for the doctor to arrive." You grumbled, your mood now sour at the memory. Loki frowned and he felt his anger begin to take shape inside of him. His eyes flashed green for a moment.

"Would you like me to go and teach them a lesson? Perhaps just to mildly terrify them?" he asked, fully serious. That cheered you up plenty and you chuckled. Loki knew that you were laughing because of the absurdity of his statement and the fact that he was dead serious but he was just happy to see you smile again. "I will never understand the midgardian obsession with gender roles. Though I suppose my own identity is more fluid than most asgardians as well." He confessed and you brought your hand to rest on the side of his face. He leaned his head into your hand as he beamed at you. You loved when he compared his home to yours. It reminded you just how powerful he was and that he still chose to spend his days with you. There was suddenly a flash of green before he held his hand out to you, now holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. When you gasped and moved to grab them he slipped from your grasp to move towards the refrigerator.

"Hey that's not fair, you tricked me." You pouted at him, now grumbling that you couldn't hold him anymore.

"Little dove, I cannot make you food when you hold onto me. When I am finished cooking then you can stay with me for as long as you would like." He promised and you nodded solemnly. He quickly pressed another kiss to your cheek before moving around the kitchen to prepare you waffles as he often did when you were having a long day. You observed the beautiful flowers in your hand and watched him as he moved around the kitchen, a million times more comfortable than he had been when he first moved into the compound. You talked contentedly with the people passing by as well as the man who was diligently trying to improve your mood. Occasionally one of the other team members would walk by and laugh a bit at how caring he was acting toward you, all of them just happy you were content though. Eventually Thor stopped by while Loki put some batter into the waffle iron and sliced some fruit.

"You know, this is the happiest I have ever seen him." He stated simply, a smile in is voice.

"It's the happiest I've been too." You responded with a small grin.

"The last time I saw him open up to someone the way that he opens up to you was on Asgard with our mother. She would be happy to see him being so vulnerable again." He patted your back and walked away as tears started to come to your eyes. The brothers would talk of their mother sometimes and Loki often mention the fact that he believed she would have loved you, if not for your own personality then for what you did for her son. You wished that you could meet her.

You were suddenly taken out of your thoughts by someone handing you a plate of waffles and sliced up fruit with a little container of syrup on the side. You looked up at Loki and nearly cried right there. You put the plate aside for a moment to reach out and pull him into a crushing hug. He was a bit startled but responded quickly, a hand going to the back of your head and his fingers brushing through your hair soothingly.

"Did something happen, my love?" He asked softly and you sniffled a bit.

"Just love you and I'm very thankful for everything you do for me." You got out and he affirmed to himself that he would die for you in an instant.

"I love you too, darling, but I slaved away at those waffles and now they are getting cold." He teased and he kissed your hair gently. You took a deep breath before pulling away, looking up at him with love. You smiled and then hopped off of the counter. He walked with you over to the dining table where he sat next to you and serenely waited as you ate, the food lifting your spirits a bit and easing your anxiety of the day. You planned on spending the rest of it with the man next to you as well as every day after that.

[strawberry-jammers]

child reader (Pt.4)

tommy x child!reader || whys he here??

someone comes to the tundra to fight the blade (also some cute fluff)

pt1 pt 2 pt3 pt4 pt5

masterlist

this took so long lmao, part 5 coming soon

This story will diverge from the cannon. Since i cant remember it well im just gonna do my own thing.

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The three of them, techno tommy and little (y/n), lived together peacefully for a bit. Techno and tommy would occasionally spar and commit minor terrorism, while (y/n) got to play with tommy and uncle techno. 

(y/n) has grown a bit sense they had arrived there, being a happy kid like they should be.

On calm nights, techno would read to the little kid, stories of gods who ruled over the lands. Stories of himself in his times of adventure. They enjoyed all his stories, for they held a sort of unreachable curiosity that they loved oh so much.

“Im not reading you a story.” techno says. Sitting in his usual arm chair. He had come back from the nether not long before, just wanting to rest after a long day of fighting withers. He didnt expect the kid to want to hang out with him. “Pwease uncle tech!” they said. He shook his head. “I said no.” (y/n) huffed, getting off the arm of the chair, walking to the pile of books that stood in the coroner of the room. 

They looked through it, trying to find the one they wanted. Once they did, they let out a happy ‘aha!’ and stumbled to the grumpy piglin, book in hand. “This one this one! Pleaaaase!!” they said. Showing techno the book. He examined it, realizing that it was the story about himself that philza had given to him as a joke gift. His eyes widened. ‘Why would the brat wanna read about me?’ he pondered. He just sighed, gently grabbing the book from the small hands it was being held in. “Fine, fine, I'll read you the story.” 

(y/n) smiled, climbing up to sit on the piglins lap, wanting to try and read the book along with him. He huffed, not really agreeing to them sitting on him. None the less he opened the book, reading the unfinished tale to the child sitting before him.

“Once centuries ago, there was a young lad cursed to hear ungodly voices…”

Those were nights (y/n) enjoyed the most. They couldn't read, but having techno read to them was much better than reading a book all alone.

On most days Tommy would play with (y/n) outside. Neither of them got bored of the snow, being used to the sunny weather that was logstedshire. It was a nice change of pace that (y/n) enjoyed. 

The two of them usually had snow ball fights, or tried to build towers and mini houses out of the snow. Tommy would build them snowmen, ones that looked like the people they knew. Others were sometimes ones they hadn't seen before, that Tommy would tell stories of when they would go to bed.

“Papa look!” tommy turned to his kid, who was happily standing next to a snow version of himself. It was small and barely looked like himself, but he easily recognized it. He came up to the small child, picking them up happily. “That's me!? It's amazing little (f/i)! You did so well!!” he said, ruffling the young ones hair. They giggled at the action. 

“Wanna see mine?” (y/n) nodded. He walked over to the snowman he had built, showing them to his kid.

They looked familiar, (y/n) thought. These were the people in the storys (y/n) was told, the man with words of wisdom and guitar playing skills that calmed every citizen, who had tragically died in their last battle. The boy who was by papas side, who loved bees and everyone he knew. The young baker who had a kind heart and a smile that could put anyone at ease. Jack manifold.

Tommy spemnt a very long time creating this, purely so he could show (y/n) his old friends at least once. “Whos that one??” (y/n) asked, pointing to the the fox looking one, standing tall next to the leader, wilbur. “That's fundy. He didn't do much in the war, but he was an amazing fighter, and also a furry.`` Tommy replied, setting the child down. They ran up to the snowman. “Furry furry furry!!” they chanted, making the young boy laugh. “Yes furry!”

Most days now were spent with all three of them playing games inside till the late hours. After (y/n) had gotten sick from being outside so much, Tommy decided to just stay inside the warm cabin. They would bug techno alot, but he enjoyed the company some days. It was better than staying inside alone with an enderman who didn't really like him.

Today however, was different. For they had an unexpecting visitor who was very friendly. 

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Techno was making breakfast, as usual. He had learned that if he didnt, neither of the innits would eat till dinner when their bodys couldn't handle it anymore. It wasn't good for a young baby like that. Not that techno cared tho.

He was putting the dirty pots and pans in the sink, knowing he'd try and force Tommy to do it later. He started to put the food onto plates when he heard shouting coming from outside. "TECHNOBLADE GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!!" 

Techno stops for a second. No one could possibly have the balls to fight him, let alone twice. Technoblade put the stuff in his hands down, walking over to the window to try and see who was out there. As he thought, it was none other than Quackity trying to pick a fight with him once more. 

"I CAN SEE YOU PIGMAN! COME OUT HERE AND GET WHAT YOU DESERVE!!!" The duck man was actually prepared this time, with enchanted netherite armor and an axe to go with it. It seemed he upped his game sense last time. 

Techno chuckled, going upstairs to grab his things real fast. There's no way someone can try and beat technoblade like that. He came back down to see Quackity opening his door. "Heh!? Why are you inside my house!?" Quackity stood there, axe gripped tightly. Techno reached the floor, grabbing his sword. "Why can't I be in your house techno? Hiding something?" 

Ah shit he's onto us

Kill him

Haha he looks funny

Techno shook his head. "Just thought you'd play fair duck man. That's what you government people love to try and do." Quackity stepped forward. "Why would I play fair with the man whos supposed to be dead? This has been a long time coming," Quackity readied his axe, "get ready blade, cause i'm finally killing you." Techno readied his sword as well. "I'd like to see you try." 

Just as they said this, someone came up from the floorboards. "*yawn* techno are you done with breakfast yet- HOLY FUCK QUACKITY!?" a tired Tommy says, holding a nearly sleeping (y/n). The two men turn to Tommy, seeing him and his child. "Oh? So this is what you were hiding. Haven't seen you sense the exile!" Quackity says, getting closer. Tommy got up from the ladder, shrinking behind technoblade, trying to protect his kid. 

"What are you doing here big q?" Tommy says, hiding his kid. “I could ask you the same thing. What's that you've got there? Technos kid or something?” 

“Well no-” “quackity leave them alone.” techno cuts off tommy, moving more so in front of him. He cant let the baby die, he knows phil would pumble him if he does. “This is between you and me quackity. Leave them alone.” quackity shook his head, pointing his axe at tommy. “Anyone alined with you is an enemy of mine. Even if he's an old friend.” quackity lunged at techno, who blocked the attack swiftly. Quackity tried to get around the man, so he could grab the child from tommys arms. (y/n) was now awake however, and they weren't very happy.

“Papa?” they ask, realizing there was an axe lunging towards them. Quackity got around the blade, and was already trying to get to them. Tommy noticed the axe coming their way, completely ready to take the hit for his kid. 

Techno blocked the attack however. “Tommy get them to safety! I can handle this.” tommy nodded, running as quackity and techno dueld. Wuackity tried to run after tommy, but techno blocked him. “Not interesting enough for you q?” he smirks, swinging his sword at the duck man. Quackity blocks, scolding. “You're really full of yourself aren't you?”

Tommy ran outside, running to the only place he knew big q wouldn't find them, (y/n)s old hut. He ran and ran for so long, it had reached past mid day when he reached the small home he had made so many months prier. He sighed, closing the door behind him. (y/n) had long since woken up, and was very agitated. They had not eaten yet and it's been hours. “Shit shit sorry (y/n).'' Tommy says, laying the child in their old bed. He looked around the old home for anything he had left behind. He found some stuff, but he still had to go out to get food. 

When he was done, he quickly fed the crying child. “I'm sorry kiddo, I didn't think this would happen. I didn't think quackity would wanna harm you. Sh shhh im sorry.” he picks up the crying child, kinda like how they first met. A crying (y/n) and a terrified tommy. 

“Pappa- '' Tommy cuts them off, shushing them. “Just rest, Just rest…” the kid nodded, calming down slightly.

The two of them stayed like that till the sun rose the next day.

The next day Tommy got a message on his communicator by techno. Apparently quackity had won the fight, having threatened to chase after them and kill them. Techno begrudgingly went to get executed a second time. Thankfully he lived however, thanks to ranboo and tubbo stopping it. The two of them were currently at the blades house. 

Tommy didnt wanna deal with seeing tubbo, but he knew he couldn't stay out here for more than an hour. He sighed. “Hey (y/n), how would you like it if you might get to meet new friends?” (y/n) looked at him, smiling. “Yeah new friends!!” he smiled, picking up the excited child. “Let's go back to uncle technos!” “uncle techy!!!” Tommy and (y/n) laughed. Tommy got ready and left for the tundra.

Hopefully tubbo wouldn't be there when he got there.

[sunflowerdaisybee]

so i wrote like half of this ask and then my cat started screaming so i went to go check on her and then i came back to finish writing it but it was gone. sad times :(( alright so! this is the one i have today, cc!feral boys with a friend who is a wolf hyrbrid, and plot twist, sapnap is also one! dream is the only one who knows about the two, and him and the rest of the boys are all human. so all the boys know that sapnap and reader aren't officially dating, but they are very close and spend a lot of time together, lots of fooling around, the boys assume. but one day as they're all hanging out, dream accidentally slips up and mentions that sapnap and reader are mates, but he tries to cover up his mishap because sapnap and reader are staring him down and whatnot. and so later reader and sapnap collectively decide to sit down with the group and explain their situation so that there's not an unexpected reveal or miscommunication. reader is pretty calm about it, and so is dream, but sapnap is just kinda freaking out about it. the rest of the boys are suprised, of course, but reader and sapnap being wolves doesn't change their friendship. so all in the end, they dog pile on the couch (quite literally might i add) and watch movies :)) sorry this is so long, i didnt want to miss anything! thank you as always <3 -froggy/tori

I’m a sucker for anything dog or wolf related, I had way too much fun writing this <3 you always send in top tier stuff, 100/10 <3 also quacks is pink

Summary: Bark Bark Woof Grrr

Pairing: Sapnap X Reader & P!Feral Boys x Reader

Pronouns: He/him

[A/n]: Requests are open <3

There was a sharp knock on the door that startled you out of your sleep.

“Who is it?”

“Me, who else. You guys need to get up and get dressed, George, Karl, and Quackity are gonna be here soon.” You mumbled a reply, nudging Sapnap to wake him up. By the time the two of you had gotten dressed and stumbled into the living room, everyone had already arrived. 

You plopped yourself onto the couch, landing in between Karl and Dream. You cuddled up to Karl, taking note of his smell.

“You smell different, did you get a new cologne?”

“Oh yeah, it’s almost the same as my usual but a little different, I’m surprised you could tell.” You shrugged, lazing on Karl who happily snuggled you back. You were still tired from being woken up so abruptly, and you could tell Sapnap was too as he was half asleep on Quackity, who didn’t seem to mind.

“Geez, why are you two so tired?”

“Up late last night, Sapnap couldn’t accept the fact that he lost and kept challenging me to a rematch.”

“On what?” You froze for a moment, the boys had assumed you were talking about a game when really you and Sapnap were roughhousing in wolf form last night.

“Mario Kart, he’s a cheater though.” Sapnap was a bit more awake now, sitting up on his own and blinking tiredly at the group.

“Don’t worry (Y/n), I believe you.” Karl leaned down to whisper in your ear, causing a big smile to spread across your face. Sapnap wouldn’t admit it but he was slightly jealous of all the affection you were giving Karl. After all, you were his mate, not Karl’s.

“I’m gonna make some coffee, you want some (Y/n).”

“No thanks. Can you get me a water though?” 

“Of course.” Sapnap ruffled your hair as he passed by and into the kitchen. 

“Sapnap can you grab me a drink too?”

“And me?”

“Me three please?” Suddenly everyone wanted a drink, which prompted you to get up. You knew Sapnap wouldn’t be able to carry everything himself so you headed into the kitchen with him.

“Since when were those two so close?”

“I don’t know, do you think they’re sleeping together?”

“Nah they’re just mates, it’s typical behavior for them.” 

“Mates?” Dream froze as he realized what he had said, his eyes bouncing around the room nervously and finding you and Sapnap glaring at him from the kitchen.

“Uh mates, yeah, like friends mates. Like hey mate.” Dream played it off horribly, but just well enough for the group to carry on with a different topic. It wasn’t until later that you and Sapnap got a second alone with Dream.

“Dude I seriously should kill you.”

“Hey I covered, it’s cool.”

“Yeah covered up real horribly, what the heck was that. Are you trying to expose us?”

“It was an accident, bud, calm down.” You rubbed Sapnap’s back soothingly, pulling him closer to you. Sapnap was way more freaked out than you, he had always been sorta ashamed of being a wolf hybrid whereas you never really minded. 

Though once you two found each other your lives changed, you helped Sapnap grow into his own skin, watched him become more confident in his wolfness, and encouraged him to embrace it more. Sapnap gave you somewhere and someone to belong to, he gave your life a purpose that you never knew you needed, and you loved him endlessly for it.

“This might be a little out of line, but maybe you should tell them. They’re our closest friends and I understand if you don’t want to, but I don’t think they’ll mind.” You looked at Sapnap, who looked terrified.

“Hey bubs, relax, you’re ok. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. You’re alright, just take a breather.” You brought Sapnap into a hug, running your fingers through his hair to soothe him.

“I wanna do it.”

“Huh?”

“I want to tell them, I need to tell them.” Sapnap was still terrified at the thought of doing so, but he wanted to be able to fully be himself around his friends. 

That want led to Dream to gathering everyone in the living room, where you explained everything while holding onto Sapnap’s hand. 

“Really? That’s so cool! I’ve heard stories about people who could do that but I’ve never actually seen one!”

“Can you show us?”

“Yeah, if you’re comfortable with it. I wanna know what you guys look like as wolves.” You looked to Sapnap who nodded, signaling that he was ok with it.

“Sure, we’re gonna go to our room and shift though as we either gotta ruin our clothes or get naked. And I don’t think you guys wanna see us get undressed.” There was a chorus of ew’s and no’s and the two of you walked off.

The shifting part was easy, the hard part was getting Sapnap out the door and into the living room. Once there though he was Quickly swarmed by people reaching out to pet him. Karl and Quackity were petting him all over, and you could tell he was enjoying it. George seemed reluctant to pet you so you jumped onto the couch and laid on top of him, practically forcing him to pet you.

“So you're basically a giant dog?” George laughed, cuddling up with your fluffy form, dream joining in a moment later. 

Sapnap, upon seeing you and the others on the couch, broke away from the affection to join you. Which led to Karl and Quackity doing the same. 

“Hey guys, guess what?”

“What?”

“We’re in a dog pile.” Dream laughed way too hard at his own joke, his wheezing laugh triggering others into laughter as well.