#if you're hungry for an actual duel.......just wait ;)

[that-basic-simp]

Love A Heart Like Mine

Mizu X Fem!Reader CW: Slight angst WC: 1.4k+

"I don't know why you're still with me," Mizu said, sipping her tea.

"Probably because I followed you out here," I said.

"You didn't have to follow me."

"I didn't, but I did."

"Why? That was something I never understood. More like something you never told me."

"Think of it like a reason similar to Ringo's."

"To be a samurai?"

"Maybe," I said, sipping my tea a little too loudly. I knew it would irritate Mizu and irritate Mizu it did.

"Just tell me already," she said, setting the cup down a little too harshly, grabbing the attention of everyone that was in the noodle shop.

"Maybe when you ask nicer."

Mizu scoffed and stood up, placing some coins on the table.

"Everything is paid for. Anything else you buy or drink, it's on you," she walked out of the noodle shop.

I sighed, rolling my eyes as Ringo finally joined us after struggling in the bathroom.

"Where did master go?"

"Outside," I said.

"Did you two get in a quarrel again?" he sat down.

"It's just Mizu being Mizu."

"How so?"

"Cold and harsh."

"He was like that when I first joined him. Why did you join him?"

"He reminds me of myself in a way."

"How?"

"He's cold, harsh, and in need of some love."

"Love? You think you can love the master?"

"I want to try. There was something about him the day I met him."

The first day I met Mizu was in Kyoto at the dojo. Well, it was more of I watched him as my mother and I were tending to some of the samurai there who were training. I was fascinated with how easily he took down each of the students with only a wooden sword. I knew if he had an actual blade, it was going to be deadly and with more blood. The duel with Taigen was one I wasn't expecting, especially since it seemed like Taigen won. Afterwards, I snuck out and followed Mizu out of Kyoto and found him bathing. That was when I learned about Mizu being a woman and referred to her as 'he' in public. But when it's just us, I don't need to worry about it.

"Maybe it was the fact that I saw his eyes, saw him for what he was," I said to Ringo.

"When you said you see yourself in him, the cold and harsh parts, what do you mean?"

"My father raised me more so than my mother. While I worked at the dojo for about the majority of my life, it was my father who taught me most things and caused me to be the way that I am. Beaten here and there if I didn't do anything right. Scolded if I served the wrong kind of tea. All of that fun trauma bullshit."

"Why don't you talk to master?" Ringo suggested. "I think you need to soften him up a bit before you actually tell him how you feel."

"Do you think Mizu will return the same feelings?"

"I don't know. That's up for you to find out."

I nodded, standing up.

"Mizu paid for everything, but if you want anything else," I reached into my pocket and pulled out a bag that contained some coins. "Here," I put them on the table. "Take as long as you need, Ringo. Mizu and I will be talking to one another."

Ringo nodded and I walked out of the noodle shop, finding Mizu was waiting by the alley across the way. Walking, I stood in front of her as she looked down at me.

"Where's Ringo?"

"Still in there."

"Is he that hungry?"

"Yeah. You know him."

She slowly nodded her head.

"Mizu," I said.

"What?"

"Can we take a walk and talk?"

"Fine," she breathed out, a puff of air escaping her mouth in the cold breeze.

Walking around the village we were in, it was pretty spacious, but it would seem weird to the locals if two people were taking laps. So we walked towards the edge of the village where the mountain side was. Sitting down, we overlooked the landscape below.

"I followed you from Kyoto because I saw something in you that I see in myself."

"Being?"

"You're cold and harsh, and in need of some love."

"I don't need anything other than the satisfaction of revenge."

"But you are cold and harsh."

"Kind of have to be in this world. Because if you were me, you'd want to be cold to everyone who treated you unfairly."

"And how do you think I remained out here with you, hm?"

"Disguising yourself like me."

"Exactly."

"But when I saw you, saw your eyes," I said. "Do you remember what I said?"

"'They're beautiful.' The only person to compliment my eyes like that."

"And they are beautiful," I said. "They remind me of water. A calm before the storm that can change in an instant."

"Is that why you followed me?"

"Aside from there was this ache in my heart, no, not an ache. A yearning. I-I wanted to know more about you. Know what makes you tick, what drives you, what your goals are. Everything that makes you who you are, Mizu."

"You don't want to know a thing about me. About the people I've killed, the things I've seen, I've experienced, you want nothing to do with me."

"Maybe so, but I want to know everything."

Mizu turned towards me, finding my words and my expressions were true and genuine. Sighing, she turned away, her gaze fixated on what lied ahead of us. What lied ahead of her.

"I'm seeking revenge, Y/N. I don't think you want to get your hands dirty with the blood you're about to spill."

"As long as I am beside you, I don't care how many people I have to kill to make sure you're safe."

"I can handle myself."

"I know you can, but who will when you're injured? When you're exhausted that you can't move?"

"I can take care of myself."

"For how long?"

"Why do you care?"

"I care about you, Mizu."

"You're caring for the wrong person," she turned to face me, some anger rising in her voice. Or maybe it was more annoyance. "You're caring for a monster."

She removed her Kasa and her glasses, revealing her eyes.

"A monster is who you're caring for, Y/N. An onyro. You're going to be associated now because you're with me."

"I don't care!"

"Why do you care about me so much?"

"Because," I stopped short, trying to figure out these feelings I've had ever since I started traveling with her. It's only been a few short months, but they were strong feelings.

"Because why?"

"B-Because I-I like you."

"Like me?"

"Yes."

"How can you like me?"

"What's not to like about you?"

"Literally everything."

"Maybe you don't like yourself, but I do."

"Is it a strong feeling of like?" Mizu asked after a while of silence, her voice soft and lingering.

"I wouldn't call it the 'l' word yet."

"But it is strong like it, is it not?"

"Yes," I said.

She shook her head, "How could you love a heart like mine?"

"What is your heart like?"

"As you said, cold, harsh. In need of love. How could you love it?"

"Because I want to care for it. Show you love because you are deserving of it."

"You can't heal the past."

"No, I can't. But I can protect the future. Tend to the present. Help you move forward and make you feel stronger."

"Love will only get in the way."

"Love can make you strong, Mizu."

"I'm already strong."

"But you can be stronger," I said.

"And you think love will make me stronger?"

I nodded, "In more ways than one."

She let out a sigh, shaking her head.

"Mizu, please, let me in."

"What if I do and something bad happens? To me. To you. T-To us?" she lifted her head, finding my gaze.

"We'll find a way around it," I scooted closer to her, placing my hand against her cheek.

A soft smile formed on her lips as she leaned into my touch, nuzzling into it. Reaching up, she grabbed onto my hand, caressing the back with her thumb. Leaning towards her, I lightly placed my lips against hers. A small surprised sound came from her, causing me to pull away. Her eyes were wide and blush was all over her face.

"I-I'm so sorry," I chuckled nervously, pulling away entirely.

When I removed my hand, she reached out, grabbing my wrist. She pulled me back towards her, her lips meeting mine once more. This kiss was firm, solidifying, confirming what was already established when I kissed her for the first time. Pulling away, our gazes met, smiles forming on our faces.

"Maybe you can make me stronger in ways I didn't think I can get."

I smiled, "As long as you'll let me."

Pulling me into her embrace, she nuzzled her face in my shoulder, "I'll let you do anything. As long as you stay beside me."

"Of course, Mizu."

[atomic-thomas]

I revised the sex scene in this NSFW Gumroad Commission for Fake. Hopefully, it's to her liking this time.

(Fake ASMR Script) [NSFW Gumroad Commission] Sex With Your Crush While Camping {F4M}

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*play the same nighttime ambience you used for the 2nd half of the original audio. the one without the campfire. just use that for this entire audio. this commission picks up right where the original audio left off.*

"So lemme get this straight. If we both had a crush on each other then that means we're official now, right? You know... A couple? Boyfriend & girlfriend?"

...

"Oh My God, it makes me so happy to hear that! Haha! Come here, you. Gimme your warmth."

"Mmmmm... You're so soft. I'm holding the man of my dreams in my arms while nuzzling into him. This is the best night of my life."

...

"I'm not even bothered by the outdoors at this point. As long as I'm with you, I feel invincible."

"Maybe I won't kick Jackson's ass after all. He's the reason we're together now. I bet he had this all planned out. I should thank him in the morning instead."

...

"Of course you can kiss me! God, the thought of feeling your lips against mine... *Mmmph* *Lip Smack*"

"Hahhh... That was too short. I need another one. One that'll last longer."

...

"A french kiss. So you wanna sword fight me with your tongue, eh? I accept your duel. En Garde!"

*several seconds of french kissing sounds*

*deep inhale to catch breath*

"Whew... That was awesome! God, I've always wanted to do that with you. That felt incredible."

"Hm? Ohhh... I knew I felt something poking me. All that kissing got you riled up, didn't it?"

...

"Oh, come on. Don't feel ashamed. Your body is having a completely normal reaction to the situation. You just made out with your girlfriend. I'd be surprised if you didn't have a boner right now."

"And I'll be honest with you. That make-out session made me rather... Wet."

...

"Hehehe~ I suppose it's fitting that nature is calling considering we're out in the wilderness right now."

"Are we really gonna do this though? I mean... Don't get me wrong. I am VERY horny for you right now, but... Jackson is sleeping in the tent next to us. What if our lewd noises wake him up?"

...

"It's more exciting that way. Well, I guess the possibility of getting caught does make it more thrilling."

...

"Right. He did set us up. I doubt he'd actually get upset about it. Maybe he's expecting this to happen. He might even be pretending to sleep just waiting for us to go at it."

...

"Yeah, let's not dwell on it too much. Let's just... Enjoy ourselves~ Whatever happens... Happens~"

*more kissing sounds*

"You know what they say about sex while camping. It's fucking in tents."

...

"Ahaha~ I hope that joke didn't kill the mood."

"Woah!" *cushiony thud*

"Okay, you're definitely still eager."

*sound of clothes removal*

"And there goes my top. AAHH~! Hahhh~ Oh God... Going straight for my boobs, huh? Mmmmmph~ You're so hungry for my soft feminine flesh. Aaahhh~ I didn't think you'd be lusting for my body this much."

...

"You think I'm hot & sexy. Hahhh~ Well, now I feel silly for not assuming that earlier. Mmmph~ You really like what you see, huh?"

...

"You wanna see more. Heh~ Help yourself then. These pants aren't gonna take themselves off. Here, I'll help you strip to."

*more clothes sounds*

"Wow... That's quite the piece of meat you got there. Stiff as a rod & eager to go inside me. I'm flattered."

"So... What position do you wanna try?"

...

"Prone Bone. I think I've heard of that before. Isn't that the position where the girl lays flat on her belly & the guy penetrates her from behind?"

...

"I thought so. That sounds like a great idea. A nice comfortable position that doesn't require much effort."

*fabric shuffling sounds*

"Well~ I'm all yours~ Let's drown in pleasure together~"

*slap sound*

"AAAHHH~! Oh fuck. Haha. Woah. I wasn't expecting you to spank my ass like that."

...

"It's round & perky. Of course you'd say that. Just hurry up & dick me down already. I can't wait any longer.

*okay, so like... I remember when Max commissioned NSFW audios, he requested squishing sounds for the sex scenes & you didn't add them. I would also like squishing sounds, but I won't say that they're required. just encouraged. if you add them... great. if not... well whatever I guess.*

"Ah~ There you go. Nice &... Aahh~ Easy. Hahhh..."

...

"Don't worry. I'm fine. It's a good thing I'm well lubricated down there. Just start slow, okay?"

*moaning sounds*

"Oh, fuck~ This is intense~"

*moaning sounds*

"I could get used to this~ It's so strange, but it feels so wonderful~"

*moaning sounds*

"Just knowing it's you~ My one true love~ You really are the best~"

*moaning sounds*

"Oh God, this is heaven~ Fuck~ Yes~"

*moaning sounds*

"I like all the delicious sounds you're making~ It's so erotic~"

*moaning sounds*

"Aha~ Jeez, all this moaning & groaning is sure to wake Jackson up~ But whatever~ I feel too fucking good to care~"

*louder moaning sounds now*

"You're pumping even faster~ Keep going~ The pleasure is almost too great~"

*moaning sounds*

"I can only imagine how good this feels for you as well, hun~ Although~ I don't really need to imagine it when I'm already feeling it myself~"

*moaning sounds*

"Your moans tell me everything~ You want nothing more than to fill up your cute girlfriend, don't you~?"

*moaning sounds*

"Don't hold back~ Cum inside me~ Please~ We both deserve to feel the height of ecstasy~"

*moaning sounds*

"Hold me close~ Keep me pinned down & don't let go~ My body is all yours~"

*moaning sounds*

"I love you~! I love you~! I love you so much~!"

*moaning sounds*

"I'm about to cum~"

*moaning sounds*

"I'M CUMMING~!"

*loudest moaning sounds*

"Hahhh... Hahhh... Hahhh... Hahhh..."

"Hahhhhhh... So warm... It feels so warm~."

"Hahhhhh... That was amazing. That was the greatest experience of my entire life. I think I've peaked. I doubt anything will ever top that."

...

"No, wait. Don't pull out yet. Stay inside me a while longer. Let's just bask in the afterglow together."

*footsteps heard outside the tent*

"Oh, shit! Never mind. Jackson's awake. Pull out & get under the covers quick. Damnit, we're totally busted."

*tent zipper sound*

"Uh... Hey... Jackson."

...

"Yeah, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. We had sex while you were asleep."

...

"You were never asleep?! You mean you were listening to us the entire time?!"

...

"I knew it! I knew you weren't really sleeping. My hunch was correct."

...

"Well, I suppose I should thank you. Embarrassing as this is, we had a lot of intimate fun thanks to you."

...

"All according to plan. Yeah... I know. Anyway, can we actually get some sleep now? I'm extra tired after all that."

...

"Only a few hours. In that case, me & my boyfriend are definitely gonna sleep in tomorrow morning."

...

"Don't push your luck, Jackson. Whether we bang again the next night or not isn't any of your business. Now go back to your tent."

*tent zipper sound*

"Sigh... That guy... I swear."

...

"Make no mistake, babe. We are definitely going to smash again by next nightfall. That was so much fun."

...

"I love you to, darling."

*kiss sound*

"Goodnight. Sweet dreams."

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THE END

[kuriboo]

Hugsaku 2021

Day 4 - Family | “I can’t remember my parents’ faces.” | “I’m used to being alone, so it’s fine.”

This is part of a continuous story I’ve been writing for hugsaku. You can find previous parts either in my previous hugsaku posts or on ao3. The general story is: Yusaku ends up in Heartland with no idea how he got there, and Yuma decides to help Yusaku figure out how to get home. I’ll post a link to the ao3 in the notes.

Yuma and Yusaku are very interesting for this case, since their family situations are sort of the opposite of each other. 

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Yusaku kicked a rock lightly as he walked down the path behind Yuma, his hands in his pockets. Over the past few days, Yuma had been giving Yusaku a casual tour of the city while they kept an eye out for Numbers.

“Oh, there’s some litterbots.” Yuma pointed over to their left at a group of robots picking garbage up from the ground. “They’re these robots that go around the city and pick up garbage people have dropped. I’m not really a big fan of them, though. They keep thinking I’m garbage and they’ll pick me up and… It’s gross.”

Yusaku shrugged. “The robots would know better than me.”

“Hey, come on, you're supposed to be on my side!” Yuma protested.

Yusaku looked away, now staring at the litterbots. He could just barely hear them talking as they did their duty. They didn’t look like anything he’d seen in Den City, but something about them reminded him of…

“Are you listening to me? Hey, uh, are you okay?” Yuma looked up at Yusaku’s face with a frown. Then he followed Yusaku’s gaze to the litterbots. “Do you have those where you’re from, too?”

“No.” Yusaku paused for a moment “I’m probably just homesick or something. For some reason, those litterbots remind me of Roboppy.”

“Who’s Roboppy?”

“They’re a little cleaning robot I have. They’re very common around the city I live in. I built my Roboppy myself and edited their programming to give them a bit of a personality.”

“Whoa, that’s really cool! You gotta be really smart to do something like that.” Yuma frowned. “Do you miss Roboppy?”

“...I don’t know.” That was difficult to figure out. “It’s not like I wish they were here, but… Every day, after I came home, Roboppy would greet me. They’d be happy to see me. I’ve been so used to it that I never gave it a second thought until I ended up here and haven’t been able to see them. I think I just...miss that part of my routine.”

“Hmm. I could say hi to you whenever you come home.”

“I only leave the house when I’m with you, so that wouldn’t make any sense.” Yusaku rolled his eyes. “Besides, you’re not Roboppy.”

Yuma opened his mouth to respond, but he was interrupted. That’s when they spotted the first person with a Number Yusaku had seen since he met Yuma.

Their eyes glowed red, and there was a strange glow around the rest of their body.

“Numbers amplify the darkest desires of their host,” Astral explained quietly to Yusaku while Yuma loudly confronted the other person. “When they possess you, they block out everything else. When you resisted the Number you held, that’s what you overcame. It seems most humans cannot.”

Yusaku looked at Astral with a frown.

He could tell that Number he’d had was powerful when he held it. He’d wanted to keep it, even without knowing if it would work well with his deck or any of his cards at all. But the card seemed like it could’ve been a useful tool for his goals. Why did he want to keep it? How much of it was because he didn’t like to duel, and how much was because he’d already committed to walking into a path of darkness long ago? After all, he’d never set out specifically to be a ‘good guy’. That’s just how it worked out.

Astral looked away from Yusaku. “Well, the only way forward is to win this Number in a duel. You should stay out of this; it’s dangerous to duel a Number without one of your own. They can only be defeated by other Numbers. Yuma and I can take care of this.”

Yusaku had no objections to that. He certainly wasn’t eager to jump into a duel.

“Yeah, we got this, no problem! You can cheer for us!” Yuma ran over to Astral and Yusaku. “Hey, Yusaku, where’s your Duel Gazer?”

“My what?”

Yusaku already knew that this place didn’t have a virtual duel world like he was familiar with. But apparently, duels here made use of augmented reality technology. In order to see what was happening in the duel, you needed to look through some accessory. That set off several red flags in Yusaku’s head.

“I’ll pass,” he told Yuma once the whole thing had been explained to him.

“But you won't be able to see me crush this guy.”

“My ears work perfectly fine,” Yusaku said. Right now, he had no interest in seeing anything using augmented reality. Listening would be good enough.

The duel was difficult to watch. Yusaku envied the way Yuma could have fun dueling no matter what. Really, he did. Yusaku hadn’t been able to experience that since he was much younger than Yuma, and he suspected he wouldn’t be able to for many years to come if he ever would be able to at all. But Yusaku did used to enjoy the game, and he wished he could have fun again now. Watching Yuma have fun wasn’t the difficult part. What made this hard for Yusaku was how unprepared Yuma had come to this duel, knowing he would have to duel again soon and knowing how important it would be to win.

At least Astral knew what he was doing, but ultimately Yuma made all the final decisions between the two of them and Yuma had a tendency to get annoyed by Astral’s suggestions and ignore them. 

Yusaku could barely breathe through the close calls that Yuma barely made it through. Yuma didn’t know a lot of his own cards’ effects. At one point, Yuma tried to play a trap card face-up in his monster zone. Trap monsters still had to follow the rules of traps. (“But it says when you play it to summon it like it’s a monster!” “Yuma, that only takes place after you activate the trap like you would any other trap.”)

In the end, however, Yuma and Astral were able to win the duel and take the Number back. Astral didn’t remember any significant memories from the Number; nothing helpful for Astral nor Yusaku.

Yuma ran to Yusaku after the duel. He didn’t seem fazed by any of the mistakes or close calls from his duel.

“That duel was so much fun!” Yuma yelled. “It was a tough one, but I was feeling the flow, and my dad’s cards came through like they always do!”

“Your dad’s cards?” Yusaku asked.

“Yeah.” Yuma closed his right hand around the key hanging from his neck. “This used to be my dad’s, too.” He stared off into the distance, his voice growing softer and quieter than Yusaku had heard it since they met. ���Carrying around this key and using my dad’s deck, it’s like he’s here with me. They remind me of everything he taught me.” He frowned. “My… Both my parents disappeared. I know they’re still out there somewhere, they gotta be, but it’s still hard not having them here, sometimes. Using his cards helps.”

Yuma had been upbeat, stubborn, and cheerful the entire time Yusaku had been in Heartland City. But on this topic, all of that seemed to strip away from Yuma, leaving him melancholy and vulnerable. Deep down, it seemed Yuma stubbornly refused to call anything impossible because hope was the only thing he could do.

Asking about Yuma’s deck had led them into a topic that seemed difficult for Yuma. Yusaku felt bad; he hadn’t meant to hurt him.

It struck Yusaku how similar their situations were...and yet, completely the opposite. Yusaku was the one who went missing, while for Yuma, it was his parents. Yuma never gave up hope his parents were out there. Yusaku wondered if that was how his parents felt back them. Of course, after he was rescued…

Yuma sniffed. “I shouldn’t mope about my own problems to you when you’ve got plenty of your own. Yours are probably so worried about you.”

For a moment, Yusaku forgot how to breathe.It seemed like parents still happened to be a sore spot for him as well. At least when the topic was his own parents. He cleared his throat. He needed to say something. (He didn’t see how his problems could be considered any more important than Yuma’s right now.) “I wouldn’t know.”

“Are your parents missing, too?” Yuma asked.

Yusaku shrugged. “Maybe. I haven’t seen them in years.” 10, to be exact. Not that it mattered or anything. “After I was rescued, they just weren’t there. They never came back.” His words got stuck in his throat. Yuma clearly looked up to his father, had found memories and a lot of love for his parents. As for Yusaku… “I can’t even remember my parents’ faces.”

“That’s awful.” Yuma looked devastated by the information. He lightly touched Yusaku’s arm, trying to offer comfort without overdoing it. 

Yusaku didn’t push him away. “I’m used to being alone, so it’s fine.”

“That’s not true!” Yuma insisted. “Just because you’re used to it doesn’t make it okay. I’m used to my parents not being here, but that doesn’t make it okay. I miss them constantly. Kari misses them. My grandma misses them. It’s not good to be alone.” He paused. “If you’re used to being alone, you probably don’t have siblings, do you?”

“Not last I knew, which was a decade ago.” Yusaku hummed in thought. “I think the closest I’ve got is… Kolter’s brother was a victim of that incident, too.” No need to specify any further on Jin’s current state when that was private, and not Yusaku’s story to tell. “Kolter and I have been working together. We met because we both needed to figure out the truth behind what happened. Kolter also sells hot dogs for a living; he won’t let me pay him for hot dogs anymore, and he keeps a close eye on me. He tries to prevent me from overworking myself and tries to make me take care of myself.”

“He’s like an older brother to you, too,” Yuma commented. 

Yusaku didn’t like to think about it. As a rule, he didn’t get close to anyone. Anyone who came close to him could be put in danger, and no one deserved that. He’d tried to push Kolter away several times when they first met, but Kolter was too persistent. He still felt guilty letting Kolter get involved, and the more he thought about his relationship with Kolter, the heavier that guilt felt. He only ever referred to Kolter as his acquaintance to keep anyone to think they were close, to keep him from worrying so much. Kolter was fully aware of any danger and signed up to work with Yusaku anyway, so worrying was pointless.

“I guess family doesn’t have to always be the people related to you by blood.” Yusaku shrugged. He didn’t confirm nor deny Yuma’s comment. “Sometimes you find people that are a better fit.” It wasn’t hard to be a better fit than someone who never found him again, honestly.

Yuma beamed. “Anyone can be family! As long as you have someone, you’re not alone.” He pulled Yusaku into a hug. “I’m glad you have someone. If nobody missed you, if you didn’t have anyone where you came from, I don’t know if I’d want you to go back, but… I’m happy to get you home since you do. You belong in the world you came from, and…and I get the feeling you and that hot dog guy need each other.”

Yusaku lightly wrapped an arm around Yuma. He didn’t know what to say since he was so wrapped up in his own thoughts.

Here, the incident never happened, and Yusaku wasn’t Playmaker. He still wasn’t exactly sure where that left him. But he had less of a reason to keep up a distance from everyone here since relationships wouldn’t put anyone in danger. He found himself relieved that Yuma still had a family even without his parents, and… He found himself relieved that Yuma was here to help him now. That he wasn’t doing this alone. 

In a way, Yuma was starting to almost feel like a younger brother to him.

[aka-ashi-keiji]

Hi love ! Here is my Shouto Todoroki OS request, quite simple, yet deep: in your opinion, what would it take for Shouto to actually comprehend, then acknowledge his feelings for reader ? Like, I love Slow burns and I think Todoroki's character is perfect for this kind of development. But I wonder how many time it would take him to realize what has been growing in his heart for who knows how long, in a canon way?

Or, to put it in a simple way: How long does it take to Todoroki to come to terms with his feelings, and what does he do about it ? How ?

Here it is, you're absolutely free in this request (But please give us a happy ending with lot of Fluff eidkdud). Thank you so much in advance, ILY ❤💖

Love Made of Broken Iron

Shoto Todoroki

Understanding love, best friends to lovers

One shot, soft angst to fluff

tw: mentions of child abuse.

a/n: this is for one of the kindest mutuals i have! @luluwiie i hope you love this, it was challenging but so so so much fun. hopefully this fulfills your gorgeous request. i love you!

You waited patiently on the porch as your uniform skirt moved with the early morning wind. The cherry blossom trees had just started to bloom and that fact alone was enough to warm the tips of your frozen fingers as your smile crept to your face. But nonetheless, you were freezing and it seemed as though your companion was running slightly behind schedule. You checked the time on your phone and just like you suspected, Shoto was running 5 minutes late to meet you outside his house.

“God shoto, how long does it take you to slip on a uniform?” You huffed out as you placed your phone back in your pocket and turned to knock on the front door. However, before you even got the chance to, it swung open and duel chromatic eyes stared back into yours.

“I’m sorry I kept you waiting, I made us sandwiches for lunch.” He greeted you in his usual calm but hard front demeanor. Instead of commenting about how cold you were and that he should’ve made lunch faster, you simply took it and placed it in your bag. With that, you both started your commute.

You and Shoto have known each other since you were young, but due to his own family issues you both had just recently become friends. As a child, you always admired his splitone features and the way his eyes lit up in two separate ways when he was excited. At age five, you thought he was cool. But now at age seventeen, you can’t help but think he’s absolutely and utterly gorgeous.

Shoto had accepted your companionship your first year of highschool. Both of you always seemed to keep to your desk and shy away from the large groups, that similarity between you two caused you to naturally gravitate towards him. Asking for his number and inviting him to get coffee with you after school was single handedly the scariest but best idea you have ever committed to. Because if you hadn’t done that, if you had just let that day during your first year continue as always and gone to get coffee by yourself, you wouldn’t be where you are right now.

Currently, Shoto is walking on your right, he always insisted on doing so, just so that he could put some distance between you and the street. Your hands wrapped themselves securely around his forearm closest to you, trying to draw from his warmth. Well, that’s what you told yourself. But, in all honesty you just wanted an excuse to be close to him, to connect to him.

It was embarrassingly obvious how in love with Shoto you were, everyone seemed to notice except for him. And you weren’t the only one to take notice of his beauty and fall for his contrasting features. However, with you it was different, you knew that your romantic feelings couldn’t be grouped together with all of his other admirers. You didn’t fall in love with Shoto just because he was beautiful, but because you were able to connect to him and see past that iron wall he fights so hard to keep up.

Slowly, over the past three years at UA, you found yourself becoming immersed with your own feelings, not entirely sure how to deal with them. Your first year wasn’t too bad, you felt the normal butterflies when he would pat your shoulder when you did something well, one of his only signs of affection. And your cheeks still dusted rose as he would greet you in the morning and compliment something about your hair or the way you wore your uniform. But your second year was drastically different. You had a mere teenage crush on Shoto during your first year, but the amount of time you spent with him the summer after allowed for your feelings to expand to new points you didn’t know your heart was capable of feeling.

The intensity of your love spread like wildfire with every passing day you spent with him in the summer air. You’d find yourself growing overly excited about study sessions you would normally dread due to you thinking summer was your time for a break. And you personally hated silent reading with people around, the silence was uncomfortable. But sitting next to Shoto in your own home, you both on the couch with your legs over his lap, the books you read in silence on those days, that silence was comfortable then.

And if your legs weren’t over his lap, your head found its way to his shoulder or his would fall to yours. His peppermint hair sweeping to the side and tickling the nape of your neck and also covering his observant eyes. But no matter how subtle the touches were, no matter how brief the physical connection, the fire within your heart only blazed warmer.

Shoto was notorious for keeping his distance, but he let you get close. He allowed for you to take part in his interests and he took time to explain to you what he feels and why these things bring him so much joy. He let down his iron wall with you, even if it was just a little. But eventually, you learned what that iron wall was hiding. You come to understand why he’s afraid of boiling water and why he flinches so hard when you hug him without warning. You learned the heart-wrenching story of the scar that covers his sapphire eye, and the damage that it caused and still tolls on him today. You now understood why he always insisted on hanging out with you and anywhere outside of his home. And knowing you could provide that sanction for him ignited your heart’s flames all over once more.

Deep down you wanted so badly to expand your connection to him beyond just friends, but something stopped you. This ‘something’ was so definite, it felt nearly physical. It was as if an iron wall stood between you two.

Shoto had never shown any romantic interests in you, but then again he never took notice of anyone in that sort of way. No matter how many girls threw themselves his way, or when countless guys tried to catch a sliver of his attention, he barely even glanced in their direction. And it wasn’t because he was trying to be rude or blow them off. He genuinely just couldn’t tell when someone was trying to flatter him, his social skills still not up to speed. Shoto was capable of feeling, he just wasn’t sure if he should feel.

You knew this first hand, all the hints you dropped about the flames in your chest never were picked up. He simply believed you were platonically complimenting him, that iron wall still plastered around his heart. And no matter how rapid your feelings grew, the fear of rejection always halted your confessions. You loved Shoto so deeply, but you cared for the strength of your guys’ friendship to a much more powerful extent.

One night during finals week of your second year, you and Sho had been studying nearly all day. It was a Saturday and it was around 10:30 at night. You personally were hungry and Shoto himself said he could go for a snack. A late night soba vender had just opened up down the street, seemed like the perfect spot. So you both threw on sweaters over the sweatpants you had sat in all day, texted your parents since they had already gone to bed, and just like that you and shoto were walking down the dimly lit street through the quantum hours of the night sky.

The stars were scattered abundantly that night, the chill that went through your spine with every gust of wind went merely unnoticed due to the night’s beauty. Your hand clutched Shoto’s bicep, he insisted on it as a precaution. It made you feel safer as well, knowing abductions had been more frequent and took place mainly at night. But along with the security it provided, it also warmed you from the inside. The manifestation of love in your heart turned to flames, and the flames seemed to ignite your senses and tint your cheeks pink. By your luck, Shoto didn’t notice any of this, he never noticed how flustered you became when you shared these small touches that seemed to break that iron wall. But, maybe that was for the better.

You guys had ended your commute to the soba vendor, seating yourselves at the counter and ordering respectively. Shoto had insisted on paying since he somehow managed to swipe his father’s credit card, but if it was Enji’s money, you really couldn’t mind. By the time you each had finished up your meal, the time was nearly 11:45. Your walk home was slightly more eventful than the first time around, you decided to take a detour through a park near a quiet pond.

Shoto’s feet dragged after yours all while you tugged his arm as you nearly skipped to the water's edge. You had a slightly more pep in your step than he himself, but that was nearly symbolic of you and Shoto. You two were nearly identical in the way you always held a calm expression, your short but precise remarks, and even in the demeanor you both present when you become even the slightest bit irritated. These similarities manifested from the tough love in which you were raised with, Shoto’s father being mainly all tough and no love. Your parents drilled it into your mind that anything less of perfection was utter failure. But the love he lacked, you still received to some extent as a child. and that’s what set you apart. You had the ability to skip through the night and feel the joy of the starlight reflecting off your eyes, Shoto simply watching and observing your ecstasy. Not entirely processing a feeling he sees now, but has never felt for himself.

Both you and Shoto came to a standstill at the edge of the water, barely any words had been exchanged since you left the soba vendor. The shoes you both wore began to sink into the sand of the bay. You leaned over the edge, Shoto mimicking your actions. Your reflections on the water surface rippled by the Koi fish that swam beneath. The light the stars cast onto their scales bounced back and onto Shoto’s eyes. His focus connected to the fish as it swam down stream and your reflections became whole once more. While his gaze never shifted, you found yours following the change of his features. You watched through the mirror of water as his eyebrows relaxed, the corners of his mouth weren’t pulled tight, but instead they tugged upward in the most subtle of ways. The flames erupted once more, rising from the ashes like wings of a phoenix, the feeling of love you forced yourself to keep inside was fighting back against your will. You averted your gaze in hopes the heat rising in your chest and your face would subside, but even though you stood at Shoto’s right hand, that wasn;t enough to cool the flames. He noticed your sudden change of focus through the movement reflected on the water, and that's when his focus shifted, shifted to meet yours.

When your eyes connected to the brown and blue of his, you couldn’t help but take notice of just how beautiful he truly was. The way his scar emphasized the brightness of his left eye, the way of how they sparkled just as the stars did against the pond you currently stood near. Your mind had become so utterly consumed by your admiration, his words of concern passed right through you.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” He spoke softly, the time of night affecting his tone. He waved his hand slightly in front of your eyes, breaking the trance you were trapped inside. His pupils were blown out a slight bit more, his eyebrows furrowed together like they tend to be. You nodded your head, bringing yourself back to reality. Shoto brought his hand down to your elbow, slowly ushering you back to the sidewalk. What happened in the following ten seconds seemed to span for eons. Shoto turned to walk back, still keeping his grip on your arm, gentle but stern. Before you could stop yourself your hand pulled on his shoulder lightly, his attention back to you. Your hand found its way to his chin and his grip on your arm tightened in the smallest bit.

“Wha-”

Your lips cut off his protest of confusion, your eyes squeezed shut as his eyes flew open wider than ever before. You hand caressed his jaw gently as his grip on your arm fell entirely. This connection and such deep affection that was poured into that single kiss was nearly three years of confined emotions, the crave and depth of your love finally sprung free from your soul. But as you enjoyed the brief moment, your senses began to override your heart. You suddenly remembered that what was between you and Shoto was nothing more or less of a close and two way friendship. You were the first to pull away, although the look on Shoto’s face when you finally came back down from your high, he looked as if he had pulled away first.

“Sho, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happ- I shouldn't have done that please-” You rambled on as you took a step back, shame replacing the flames that were there just seconds before.

“Let’s go home, it’s late.” He cut in, his voice possessing an edge it wouldn’t normally.

“Sho please-” you pleaded, but were cut off once more.

“Y/n, please.”

The way he said your name, the motion of his back turned to you waiting for you to follow, it was enough for you to realize this was territory that shouldn’t be touched. And so instead of trying to explain yourself or make sense of what the hell just happened, you both made your way back to your house in complete and utter silence. The street lights and stars your only guide through the wordless lack of warmth. For the first time ever within your connection to Shoto, the silence couldn’t even be described as uncomfortable. It was absolutely unbearable.

Shoto had made sure you made it inside your house before walking down two blocks to his own. The usual goodnight text you received, the reminder to actually sleep, never danced across your phone screen. The conversation labeled with his name remained silent and only held the traces of the goodnight text from the night before. You couldn’t recall crying or ever falling asleep, but you remembered feeling the dampness of your pillow as you woke up the morning after.

Monday soon rolled around and you were in the middle of gathering your things for school. You couldn’t deny you were nervous to repeat your normal routine of walking to school with Shoto, but you decided the least you could do was try. You packed an extra snack for him just in case, just as he did for you on days where you were particularly struggling. You were in the middle of slipping on your shoes when a knock was heard on the door. Your parents left for work before you even woke and so that left you to answer. You expected it to be your neighbor or a local vendor, but there he stood. His uniform nicely pressed, his tie nice and straight, and his hair perfectly parted down the middle, not a single strand of white mixing with red.

“Sho! We don’t have to start walking for another half hour what are-”

“Let’s take a walk. We should talk.” He stated quite plainly, turning and walking down the steps of your porch and waiting quietly on the sidewalk.

You quickly regained your bearings and your bag and made your way to his side as your steps fell in time with his. He began to lead you through a left turn when you two would usually turn right. This is the long way to school, you thought. Maybe he really did finally have something to say. You weren;t sure if you actually were ready to hear it. it all depended on how he felt about your affections. Your fear of rejection still failed to waver even after the act of courage you displayed two days before.

Without knowing, you were walking on Shoto’s right side that day, closest to the street. Shoto only noticed as you accidentally bumped his side as you moved away from a speeding car. Without a word, he placed his hands on your biceps and moved you to his left, putting distance between you and the street. Your breath caught in your throat as he did this, the action that was so natural in any other circumstance. But in this moment in time, it showed that the connection between you two was still there and it held through the tense air that filled the space between.

Suddenly, Shoto stopped. His movements stopped entirely just a few strides in front of you. You as well came to standstill, your gaze connecting to the back of his school blazer. Then, as if the world had suddenly started to move in slow motion, Shoto turned and faced you. His hands flew to the sides of your jaw, his fingers placed behind your ears and at the curve where your jaw meets the start of your neck. His lips crashed into yours, the force behind them angry but warm, much more force than yours had conveyed. He didn’t back away, his eyes were shut as his lips explored yours. The electric that ran through his fingertips and danced across your shoulders and down your arms, spurring into your fingertips. Your hands came up to grip the front of his blazer, trying to ground yourself and not disassociate from this moment. But as quickly as it started, his lips left yours, Shoto pulling away first this time. Both of you heaved, your chests falling and rising rapidly. Saliva glistened across your lips, your own pupils blown out along with his. He brushed his bangs from his vision, focusing his hazed eyes back to you. His silence was broken as he breathed out something similar to a confession and an explanation.

“Y/n I’m gonna talk. And let me say it all before I forget please.” You nodded your head and the intensity your eyes held was enough of an indication that you were ready to hear it all. Shoto was ready to let down his iron wall completely, and welcome you into his heart that was so sheltered it didn’t know what it was necessarily welcoming.

“Look, I’m so sorry for blowing you off and dismissing the kiss that night. I should’ve at least said something, anything. But please understand that rash acts of affection is something I don’t know how to process. You know me and you know how I grew up. The last time I was ever shown any sort of physical love was from my mother, and I was five when she was taken away. I had been feeling a certain way whenever I would spend time with you. My chest would tighten and it seemed as if my heart was going to leap out on my throat. I could feel the heat of my left side intensify, it spreading to my right whenever you smiled at me. I have never felt this way, I never have felt anything close to this. I don’t even know what it is, but it draws me to you. It’s as if I’m being pulled by an unknown force that surrounds you. And it scared me, I was terrified to indulge in this feeling because it was so strange to me. A knot was constantly tightening in my stomach, and when you kissed me it snapped. And it shocked me, the feeling shocked my common sense entirely. I don’t understand this and I don’t know why. I feel these things for you but my body isn;t capable of processing it. And I could see that hurt you, and I’m sorry. I- I just need time. I still don’t know what this is. I can;t say it’s love because I’ve never loved anyone. But I’m trying to understand it because I know one thing. I care about you and I want to always be there to care about you. I feel for you beyond the feelings of a friendship. Maybe this could be love that I feel, but I’m still trying to figure that out. What I’m trying to say is that I want to love you. I’ll teach myself how to do that. But please be patient with me, let me understand these feelings.”

As his voice trailed off, your mind held onto one specific detail he spoke about. It all made sense now. His reaction made so much sense and you cursed yourself for not realizing it before. Shoto wasn;t shown the same love you were as a child, therefore his heart and mind aren’t equipped to process such strong acts of affection. You were, you were shown that extent of love, even if it was just a little. His heart was completely overwhelmed, and his entire ability to reciprocate that affection was held back by those iron walls. Something you failed to realize was that those iron walls don’t only keep feelings out, they also keep his own emotions in. And that kiss that night broke the walls and those pent up emotions flooded his body, rendering him unable to explain his bluntness. It all finally made sense.

“I’ll wait Shoto. I get it, I should’ve known. But I’ll be here to help you understand those feelings. I’ll be as patient for as long as you need because I’m able to understand my own emotions. And from that I know that I love you.” You spoke gently, cupping his hand between yours, silietly promising to be there to help his iron walls come down.

And with that, you pulled him to your chest and wrapped your arms around his waist, his gripping around your shoulders. As you embraced, Shoto vowed that he would work to understand, work to tear down the iron walls around his heart, he would do this all until he could say he loved you too.

Back to present day, nearly a year later. You and Shoto had made your way to the UA campus, about to split to different ends of the hall. His arm was wrapped snugly around your waist as he pulled you closer. His lips connected to your temple as he mumbled something about remembering to eat the sandwich he had given you that morning. You simply nodded and hugged around his waist before he pulled away. You waved him off as he began to walk his own route to class. And before you started to walk your own way, you called out to him just as his back turned.

“I love you sho.” You said loud enough for him to hear, but not so much for everyone in the halls with you two to turn their heads. He turned back around, his bangs hanging low over his two toned eyes, his scar peeking out from behind as he smiled faintly at you.

Shoto waved to you subtly as he mouthed back, “I love you too.”

There it was. You could almost hear the crash of his iron walls fall.

He holsted his bag once more and disappeared into the crowd of your fellow peers. You also began your commute as you smiled extremely brightly to yourself. His iron walls had finally come down, and his heart accepted this emotion now as something it knew. Shoto only knew the feeling of true love because he knew you, and your heart expanded because you knew him. And you now also knew everything hidden behind the walls of his mind and heart. Your guys’ love entirely constructed from the broken fragments of iron that Shoto broke down piece by piece.

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a/n pt. two: gonna take the time to explain why i struggled with this piece. it wasn’t because i didn’t like the prompt or i didn’t have inspiration from it. it was solely based on the fact that i’m terrible at writing love stories! also todoroki is such a complex character and i haven’t completely analyzed him like i have with bakugou and deku and kirishima. that’s why this piece was a little rougher than ones i’ve written for bakugou. nonetheless, i love this story and id love to see shoto smile again :,)

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Chapter 6 ~ Preparations

The next few days for Connie were just studying gem royal history and the strict rules to follow. In her off time, the library became her sanctuary of sorts. There she could read and get lost in her daydreams. From time to time she helped her newly found gem friends with their work around the castle. It was slightly surprising to find a kitchen full of, as normal as one could expect, human food and nourishment necessary for survival.

Lapis explained that part of it was making sure the humans in the zoo wouldn't starve to death. Mainly, however, it was used for Steven's purposes. Though part gem, he needed his nutrients for his human half sometimes. Even some of the gems shape-shifted their forms similar to humans to experience the pleasure of digesting food...and other things. Some actually found enjoyment in it, making it a hobby of sorts from time to time. It was quite bizarre for her to process.

Not that she truly cared where he was or what he was doing (other than the fact of the deal to not harm anyone, so long as she kept her end of the deal). Mostly work consisting of plans for earth's demise and keeping to himself(Pearl informed her upon asking since she technically hasn't seen him since before her studies began). Her heart sank every time she thought about what she agreed too. Her future to live in this horrid place and be his bride.... Though unfathomable to grasp, it wasn't like she could go back on the deal. It was her life or all of humanities on the line. No matter what she thought, she would end up losing. At least humanity will have diplomatic immunity from being destroyed. How could she turn her back on them? It wasn't like her life was worth saving aynways....

One day before the first meeting with the Diamonds to talk about earth. Connie decided to ease her worries by relaxing in the library during her break. However with the situation at hand it was hard for her to concentrate on anything else. A loud clashing sound soon interrupted her thoughts. Looking up she walked towards an open window to where the sound resonated from down below. A purple gem, though a bit shorter than the others and Pearl dueling with swords is what she had only begun to witness. Peaking her interest she sat on the windowsill to watch. The idea of them sword fighting, even though they have magic, puzzled her. And though she was on the second level, she could hear the conversing during their battle.

"Come on Pearl don't hold back! I am a gem solder for Mr. I-am-no-Diamond himself, I can handle you!" The purple gem with silver hair tied up in a ponytail shouted. Just barely dodging her attack, though she missed an opportunity to take down Pearl when the opportunity was wide open. Making Connie wonder if Pearl left herself open to attack on purpose.

"Amethyst, your footwork is still sloppy and you have no coordination! Being random can't be you're only plan of attack, sooner of later you'll need a battle strategy." Pearl moved with such precision and elegance, it was mesmerizing to watch. In just a few quick motions and effortless dodges, she pinned down Amethyst with her sword pointing towards her throat. They stood in silence until Amethyst pushed her away and stood up. Walking away in anger and grumbling under her breathe. The intense staring from before said a lot between them.

However Connie couldn't pull away from the scene replaying in her mind. Looking down at her own hands she thought about her current situation. Having a few good fighting skills could be useful, certainly she couldn't hope to have someone there to hide behind. Even back on earth she felt uncomfortable going outside to take out the trash at night. Though pepper spray in hand is nice and knowing she could run for long distances was good, but now it wasn't enough. Especially in a place where she was beyond out of her element. 

That evening, while she prepping for tomorrow's important meeting, Pearl knocked and entered the room. Slightly pleased to see her studying and memorizing all the information given. Shaking her head, Pearl cleared her throat and maintained her composure.

"Steven, has requested your presence in the dining hall for supper this evening." It was quite shocking to say the least, and a tad nerve wracking since the last time she saw him was when he took care of her headache. It was odd. One minute he was a tyrant, the next caring and then back to being cruel. Just that alone wasn't making sense and made her head spin just thinking about it.

"Why me? Why now?" She asked standing up from the vanity chair and mirror. Pearl only shrugged slightly whilst shaking her head.

"It's difficult to understand him and for now, better not to question so." Her statement made less sense about the whole situation. Still she had a point. Connie gulped remembering the deal with him. If she were to step out of line then more lives would be taken, their blood on her hands as well as his. Without another word she  followed Pearl to the dining hall. Her light green dress' skirt swaying slightly with every step she took. Stepping through the doors, she instantly felt the intensity in the air. There he was with his back facing them. He was lost in deep thought until he sensed there presence. Lifting his head up slightly he felt the warmth of her presence as it surrounded the entire room.

"As requested, Steven." Pearl spoke with her hands behind her, back straight. It reminded Connie of the way solders on earth would stand when called to at the word 'attention'. Her thoughts soon returned to the man standing before her as white butterflies swirled around her mind.

"Good, now please leave us alone." The words hit Connie like a fist punching her gut. What was about to come made her uneasy. Both herself and Pearl looked at one another, Connie's eyes pleading for her not to leave, or at least not be very far. While Pearl's gaze was calm as if to say she was alright. Leaving the room with a gentle sound of the huge double doors shutting close. Connie stayed in place not knowing what to do.

"M-My Diamond" her voice squeaked(which she hated) whilst saluting and bowing slightly. A deep chuckle soon turned into a roaring laugh. the sound surprised her enough to jump a tad a the outburst. Steven breathed in deeply to stop himself as he placed a hand over his chest.

"The Diamonds are not around. You may address me as Steven, in fact I insist upon it." Slowly but surely Steven turned his attention towards her. His gaze a tad less intimidating than before. Stepping closer till he was two feet away. Extending his leather black gloved hand. "Come" Hesitantly she raised her's, trying hard to hide her trembling and failing at the same time. Her gaze held into his outstretched hand until the soft and gentle tone of his next word surprised and compelled her. "Please" instinctively their eyes' matched one another's, only this time his was less intimidating and more inviting; Her's still confusing as ever. 

Finally she accepted, feeling his grip wrap around hers as he lead them both towards the table. Decorated in candelabras, and a vast array of fancy food. The scent intoxicating as she felt her hunger grow. He lead her towards the chair in a corner position right next to the head seat, which she assumed was his. Once they both sat down, Steven gestured for her to dine on the food set before her. After a long moment she began eating, it was her first official meal  since arriving on the planet. Not feeling really hungry other than a few scraps she found from the kitchen. With her predicament, no one could really blame her for not wanting to eat.

Steven watched her as they ate in silence, her hair had fallen to the side of her face that sort of hid her from him. It was surprising, knowing himself. He basked in her natural beauty for a moment. Causing him to slow down and almost stop eating himself. But he was part Diamond, long periods without food was normal for him. However she needed to eat, and he needed to make sure she had the strength to deal with the Diamonds. On instinct he reached out brushed away her hair tucked behind her ear gently. Feeling her jump at his sudden touch.

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked watching her look upon him since they sat down.

"I'd be a fool not to be." Her reply was honest without having to say the actual word yes. "If I may" Connie began "Why don't you use other titles?" She waited till he gave a slight nod for her to continue. The look on his face puzzling as his right brow slightly raised up. "You've made it clear you don't like being called-... well you know." Carefully avoiding the phrase as best she could. "But why not any other formal titles?"

"I would rather have others address me without hiding behind formalities. Especially if one chooses to defy me, I want to hear them say my name." It was almost like he didn't want to be mistaken for anyone else other than himself. "I'm sure you have more questions... I suggest you choose your next one a bit wisely." Connie gulped and nodded her head. Her next said question was one that she had since Pearl informed her of this situation right before. Wanting to know why he needed to see her. Putting her fork down on her plate and her hands folded together on her lap. Focusing all her attention on him.

"There must be a reason you wanted me here."

"You must regain your strength. I cannot allow you to falter from lack of nourishment in front of the Diamonds tomorrow evening. Besides the complete humiliation, you won't be able to hold up your end of the deal." Steven spoke whilst grabbing a glass full of red wine, taking a sip.

"And why do you care?" Her voice low and full of annoyance. "I would suffer the most, yes, but I don't see how this affects you."

"There is not enjoyment if all I can do is easily win, I prefer a challenge after all. Besides you are to be a apart of my royal court. Whatever happens to you doesn't reflect well on me." He paused for a moment smirking "Not that it matters to me personally." He chuckled slightly as she gazed downwards yet again. It was simple, she was a pawn in his sick, twisted games and nothing more. It pained her heart deeply though she couldn't understand why. "Don't fret my dear, I am only wanting to make sure you're alright."

Once more taking her hand in his, bringing it to his lips as he placed a gentle kiss, careful in not wanting his mask to touch her. Looking back towards him, his eyes watched hers the entire time. Setting his hand down while not letting go of hers, caressing the back of her hand with his thumb. The sensation oddly calmed her, yet making her inhale inwardly.

His eyes now held a depth she never saw before; it was calm, inviting, and intense in a way that she didn't shake with fear. Steven gazed into her eyes, almost getting lost in them himself. 'Snap out of it!' his inner voice shouted before he blinked and soon let go, clearing his throat slightly before instantly regaining his composure.

"Tomorrow you will accompany myself and Pearl to meet with the Diamonds to discuss matters about earth. Are you fully prepared?" Connie nodded slowly still coming out of the brief moment that had just occurred.

"Yes, Steven, I am prepared." The next day was going to be intense for her, the cruelest thing he could've done was not say anything more than what he already warned her about. She would soon see the depth of how truly horrid they were.

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The following day, Lapis spent the hours preceding the upcoming Diamond meeting getting Connie to look presentable. A long soak in the bath making sure her skin was clean, light amount of makeup, hair done in braid adorned with jewels and a few curled locks that framed her face. And an outfit that the material it was made from was almost uncomfortable to move in. The corset underneath was no help.

The color a deep blood red dress, off the shoulders with long sleeves coming to a point against the back of her hand. The outer regal layer of the sleeves almost touched the ground. The neckline a cross between a low swoop and a sweetheart design. Both front and back. The belt had a Diamond design, and golden, all over it as it wrapped around her lower waist; while it tied to one spot and letting it drop all down her skirt towards the floor. The skirt itself gave her maneuver to walk around effortlessly but the length(hemline on the neckline and bottom skirt were black) was almost impossible to ignore. Her shoes resembled ballet flats as the color scheme matched her dress.

Though attending as nothing more than a servant, she was still supposed to look presentable. She was about to meet the Diamonds in person. Lapis could sense her nerves as she placed a black laced choker with A red pendant in the middle and three red diamond shaped jewels dangling in the front.

"You look beautiful, Connie." Lapis stated with a smile looking at their reflections in the mirror. Connie weakly smiled back weakly, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. Though she had every rule and etiquette mesmerized by heart backwards and forwards, it was hard to stop from her heart beating wildly.

"Lapis is right!" a voice which belonged to a certain Peridot exclaimed as she and Bismuth entered the room. A box wrapped in a bow in hand. Connie smile widened as they handed it to her.

"We wanted to give this to you before you headed out." Bismuth said with a proud gleam in her eyes. Connie adjusting her grip began to unwrap the bow.

"Oh you don't need to do that. It's just a box lid made too look like it's been carefully wrapped." Peridot said before getting elbowed in the gut by a glaring rainbow haired gem. "Ow-Hey! She would've found out anyway!" Connie began to laugh and the rest of them followed in suit. Opening the box she gasped and was surprised to see an almost mystical like journal, quill pen and ink. It wasn't advanced compared to gem tech. But for Connie it was perfect.

"We all thought it would be nice for you to have something more...traditional. At least for when you have free time." Bismuth explained as Peridot went into telling her how they made it and where the quill feather came from, and not to get her even started on how long the ink took to make. Which earned another elbow in the gut. It brought tears to her eye briefly before blinking them away.

"Thank you, I am truly lucky to have friends like you. I hope one day I can return you're kindness."

"We'll just say you owe us one." And that statement earning a third punch in the gut.

Pearl came to fetch her soon after. Herself dressed a tad more formal than usual with her cape flaring in a more Diamond shape. Bringing Connie to the launch pad where they we're greeted by Steven, dressed in a black suit with a red shirt underneath, his blood stained black cloak with a gold chain attached this time and more leather like black gloves. A dark pinkish red cravat accentuated his jacket and his silver mask a bit more polished than normal.

Upon seeing Connie, his eyes widened. The dress she was wearing revealed how beautiful she truly was. As she entered the room, nobody could tell she was a few days ago just carrying herself like an earthling. Revealing the true young woman, kept hidden from even himself, she now presented herself like a gem. Perfect and radiant. In his eyes rivaling even the elegance of the Diamonds themselves. Closing his eyes briefly, maintaining himself yet again.

"There is no turning back, from now on you are a member of my court. Temporary or not, do you understand my dear?" Connie nodded mentally preparing herself for what was ahead.

"Yes" Soon they were on the warp pad ready to transport to the grand Diamond palace. Steven held out his arm towards a slightly confused Connie.

"Unless you want to arrive at the grand entrance landing flat on your face, I would suggest you hold on tight." She complied without hesitation. Once he felt her tight grip, he looked at Pearl with a nod as they were ready. In a flash of light and the feeling of being elevated off the ground they were off and within moments, stood before a grand Palace. Had it not been for his insistence, she would be laying on the ground in pain. Connie breathed in sharply for a moment, gasping at it's exquisite beauty that captured her eyes. Then remembering where she was brushed herself off and tried to maintain a regal state.

“I suggest you be a bit more careful next time." He spoke coldly.

As they began walking, Connie noticed Steven still had her arm tightly around his, with no intention of letting her go anytime soon.

[flowerpot-watered-with-the-basil]

Watching Boba Fett this time

Emo Chewie??!?!?!

Boba Fett Driving School

My sister said the first few episodes are garbage but the last few are the best she's ever seen; so far that's holding up

But Boba, if you stop the train, they'll just be more interested in you!! And keep bothering the tuskens!!! Aren't there other trains to replace the one you destroy???

@ the brain lizard scene: what the actual fuck did I just witness

Yoooo he finally got to change out of his crusty ass white jumpsuit!!!

Episode 3

Hey! Is that engineer lady and her bots in the background?!

How does Boba Fett know all these languages?!

If it's a desert, why does he wear all black? Why do they have creatures with so much hair?

RIP Tusken friends ;((((( great religious hymn-esque soundtrack though!

HOLD UP, DID THE KIDDO DO THE BRAIN LIZARD TEST?? IS THAT THE TINY BRANCH????

This fight scene is legitimately going to give me nightmares. Emo Chewie vs. Mr. Clean

"rancors are emotionally complex creatures." Boba's reaction is incredible. Also I love how he immediately adopts the rancor. "Not now, I'm busy"

She said the thing! Dang farrik! I have no idea what it means, I just remember it from the Mandalorian lol

...if those random teens are out of work, why are their bikes so colorful and fancy?

MANDALORIAN THEME??? DISTANT EXPLOSION??? LET'S GOOOOO

Ok no Mandalorian quite yet, but Fennec is still awesome!!!! How did she get there??? Many questions

NO GLOVES??? NO STERILIZATION???? is she already "modified" or is this some heinous crime against biology

"I was rescued by the Sand People." What a sentence.

This bantha has a lot to say. Every single shot of her, she is bellowing

Fjkfkakfkfkkskfkgkkskfkgk Boba saying bye to his bantha friend is so sad and cute

Episode 4

TINY RAT CATCHER FRIEND PLEASE DO NOT HURT THEM

OH MY GOD, FENNEC, THAT SHOT WAS LEGENDARY

Tiny speeders vs big ship: they never stood a chance. Justice is served.

FJKSKF IS HE ADOPTING EVERY STRAY HE COMES ACROSS?!?! Anyone who is in need of a tribe????? No wonder he helped out adopted Din Djarin too

"credits can buy muscle...if you know where to look" MANDALORIAN THEME AGAIN

Episode 5

HELLO DIN

HELLO DIN'S JETPACK

HE SAID THE THING!!

I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THE DARKSABER

REMIXED THEME SONG

......interstellar?

OMG IT'S THE ARMOURER HE FOUND THEM

Mandalorian AND Jedi?? Hmmm

TINY GROGU ARMOR

Oh dear, a duel?? WITHOUT JETPACKS????? This will not go well.....

Lady, he's more Mandalorian than 90% of Mandalorians, so what if he took his helmet off ONCE to say goodbye to his kid???? This feels like returning home from college and realizing how weird/messed up your family is

Fjakkfkdk the robot telling him to remove his weapons is HILARIOUS. Buddy, he IS a weapon, plus he's got probably 20+ weapons stashed around his armour, and can make makeshift weapons out of almost anything.

"i know everything that's in there" LMAOOOO

Does he feel naked without his weapons? I mean, he's still got armour, but it must be so light

even the cloth with Grogu's armour looks like his head.....so cuteee

PETTING ZOO??? FOR GROGU???? WTF LADY

Peli Motto Knows Her Audience

Poor droid is trying to hold the flashlight for his temporary dad

"i dated a Jawa for a while" W H A T

I love how Din has a built-in welding helmet

Oooo, sounds like some plot, they mentioned the Pykes

PTERODACTYL ROOSTER?!?!

It's the same kid from before!!!! Hello small friend!!!

Fnfkkskfk IT'S THE OFFICER FROM BEFORE

"he didn't jump, kid." Damn

"i gotta pay a visit to a little friend" IT'S HAPPENINGGGGG

Episode 6

[R2D2?!?! HELLO

Din understands R2D2?????

Happy beeps

R2D2 is an indoor droid

Um...ant droids? Efficient building i guess

"is that a bench? How long will I be waiting?" LOL

GROGU!!!!!!!!!

HUNGRY GROGU

Why did you bring him next to a pond if you didn't want him to eat all the frogs, Luke? WAS IT ON PURPOSE LUKE?!

Now you're just showing off, Skywalker.

FJKSKFMDLA LUKE FORCE LAUNCHING GROGU SO HE MOVES FASTER SNGKSLKV

IS THAT WHAT YODA DID TO GET AROUND FASTER

HOW DOES ANYONE TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY FMFMKSKFK

SAD BABY GROGU

There is a reason he doesn't remember!!! Why would you push himmmm

Ahsoka! Hello!

Nevermind, no hello, she's aiding kidnapping

Hold on, why can't he be both foundling AND Padawan? Why can't Grogu have a dad AND keep training? I'M MAD

Grogu in the baby Bjorn

Luke doing parkour to show off

...is...is that Yoda's theme? I forget the musical themes

Omg it's the Zap Orb

DOES IT HURT HIM?!?!!!?!! THAT LOOKS PAINFUL

Grogu is literally an evolved frog

EXCUSE ME FENNEC, WHY ARE YOU SHARING NAMES HERE?!

Jawas? As foot soldiers? They're so happy to see their creation at work omg

"that's what it started out as" akfkkw

Oh good, he did get the armor

FJKFKAK TINY CHAINMAIL I CAN'T

Are you kidding me. Only one?! That's so stupid. SO STUPID. HE'S LITERALLY A BABY.

Luke is terrible at this academy thing. He should call it the "Professional Kidnapping Academy". I mean, granted, that's all he knows, but damn. You'd think SOMEONE would point it out!

Episode 7

To be continued (as long as Luke isn't too annoying and I break my laptop)....

[ponyvsthebottle]

Alright y'all it's time to lay down the fucking FACTS and the fact is that Fingolfin is the best elf in the Silmarillion so far here let me lay it down for you

The Devil: Yo Feanor, your stepbrother Fingolfin is plotting to steal the throne from you!

Feanor who has, like, -8 to Sense Motive: Hmm! Well, if you can't trust the prince of lies, who CAN you trust? Time for me to INVENT SWORDS so I can threaten my brother with them.

Fingolfin who is sitting in his house minding his own business: Oh hey, Feanor! What's good?

Feanor, a frothing fucking lunatic: YOU WON'T STEAL MY KINGDOM FROM ME YOU SON OF A BITCH

The various gods and demigods who, technically speaking, actually rule this kingdom: Wow Feanor maybe you should be banished for a few years to chill out.

Fingolfin: No no it's my b, Feanor I'm sorry that I apparently did something so awful you had to invent the crime of assault.

---

Feanor: THE DEVIL STOLE MY BOMB-ASS GEMS, AND YOU'RE COMING TO HELP ME GET THEM BACK

Fingolfin: Wait why

Feanor: Remember, you felt so bad that I threatened to kill you that you promised to make it up to me by doing whatever I told you to?

Fingolfin: Oh.

---

Fingolfin, yelling across the ocean: HEY FEANOR DID YOU AND YOUR BOYS REACH THE OTHER SIDE OF THE OCEAN

Feanor: YEAH WE DID

Fingolfin: ARE YOU GOING TO SEND THE BOATS BACK SO ME AND THE BOYS CAN CROSS TOO INSTEAD OF STARVING TO DEATH OVER HERE

Feanor: ACTUALLY I'M SETTING THE BOATS ON FIRE THIS VERY MOMENT

Fingolfin: WHAT DID YOU SAY

Feanor: FUCK YOU

---

One of Fingolfin's rowdy boys: Sir what are we going to do? Feanor and his boys sort of killed 80% of the elves who knew how to make boats, and we killed the other 20% because of a misunderstanding, and the valar _probably_ won't let us back into heaven so we're liable to just starve to death out here.

Fingolfin: Boys our only option is to walk back to Middle-earth

Another of the rowdy boys: By what method do you propose to accomplish this

Fingolfin: We're going to walk up to the fucking arctic, and walk across the fucking arctic, and walk back down out of the fucking arctic.

A third of the rowdy boys: Well, I guess that's a plan. I hope a lot of us don't die along the way.

The jagged and hungry wastes of ice: ;D

---

Fingolfin: WOW that was the worst experience of my entire LIFE where is Feanor I'm going to kick his ass.

Feanor's rowdy boys: Actually he got whipped to death by balrogs with fiery whips.

Fingolfin: Okay well where's his son Maedhros

Feanor's rowdy boys: Well, the devil proposed a peace conference, so Maedhros had a bunch of goons come along to he could attack the devil at the peace conference, but it turned out that the devil actually also brought goons, and more of them, and anyway he's been stapled to a cliff wall by his hand.

Fingon, Fingolfin's son: Oh I'll go grab him down from there.

Fingolfin: Nice. Well, I guess we can put all this behind us.

---

The devil: What's good babies, I just invented dragons and my orcs are tumbling over the countryside and spilling buckets of blood it's a PRETTY GOOD TIME to be evil rn

Fingolfin, standing literally right outside the devil's house with a boom box: COME OUT HERE AND FIGHT ME

The devil: Wow isn't this exactly what I have balrogs with fiery whips for? Take care of this, boys.

A balrog with a fiery whip: I mean, uh, we can, but there's some worrying rumors going around

The devil: Some rumors

Another balrog with a fiery whip: It's alleged that you "cry like a baby all the time" and that you "pooped yourself like a baby because you're scared."

A third balrog with a fiery whip: It is further alleged that you are, in actual fact, a tiny garbage baby who is afraid to actually fight, y'know, an elf. Just one. In front of your house. With all your boys around you.

The devil: Hmm.

The first balrog with a fiery whip, shrugging: Well those are the rumors, anyway.

---

The devil, who is like eighty-eight feet tall and is carrying like a freight train as a shield and he's dressed like some kind of gothic cathedral and also he has the three silmarils set in his crown, which burn him because he's evil but he's committed to his aesthetic: Alright Fingolfin I'm going to hit you with this mace that is bigger than the country you were born in and you're going to die, what do you think of that.

Mace: Whammo!

The ground: I burst asunder and vomit fire and lava!

Fingolfin: Wow I guess even a big idiot like you couldn't miss the ground. Anyway, I'm going to hack open a big part of your arm now!

The devil: Ouch! I hope that never happens again!

But it happens seven more times:

The devil: Damn! I hope these heal, in any event!

They never do:

The ground: I'm basically peppered with holes now! Sure would be awful if SOMEBODY were to fall into me.

Fingolfin: Alas!

The mace: Aha!

Tolkein: "Thus died Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor, most proud and valient of the Elven-kings of old. The Orcs made no boast of that duel at the gate; neither do the Elves sing of it, for their sorrow is too deep."

[midnightcandy]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[atomic-thomas]

I wrote a NSFW Gumroad follow-up to Fake's "Camping With Your Crush" audio.

(Fake ASMR Script) [NSFW Gumroad Commission] Sex With Your Crush While Camping {F4M}

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*play the same nighttime ambience you used for the 2nd half of the original audio. the one without the campfire. just use that for this entire audio. this commission picks up right where the original audio left off.*

"So lemme get this straight. If we both had a crush on each other then that means we're official now, right? You know... A couple? Boyfriend & girlfriend?"

...

"Oh My God, it makes me so happy to hear that! Haha! Come here, you. Gimme your warmth."

"Mmmmm... Your so soft. I'm holding the man of my dreams in my arms while nuzzling into him. This is the best night of my life."

...

"I'm not even bothered by the outdoors at this point. As long as I'm with you, I feel invincible."

"Maybe I won't kick Jackson's ass after all. He's the reason we're together now. I bet he had this all planned out. I should thank him in the morning instead."

...

"Of course you can kiss me! God, the thought of feeling your lips against mine... *Mmmph* *Lip Smack*"

"Hahhh... That was too short. I need another one. One that'll last longer."

...

"A french kiss. So you wanna sword fight me with your tongue, eh? I accept your duel. En Garde!"

*several seconds of french kissing sounds*

*deep inhale to catch breath*

"Whew... That was awesome! God, I've always wanted to do that with you. That felt incredible."

"Hm? Ohhh... I knew I felt something poking me. All that kissing got you riled up, didn't it?"

...

"Oh, come on. Don't feel ashamed. Your body is having a completely normal reaction to the situation. You just made out with your girlfriend. I'd be surprised if you didn't have a boner right now."

"And I'll be honest with you. That make-out session made me rather... Wet."

...

"Hehehe~ I suppose it's fitting that nature is calling considering we're out in the wilderness right now."

"Are we really gonna do this though? I mean... Don't get me wrong. I am VERY horny for you right now, but... Jackson is sleeping in the tent next to us. What if our lewd noises wake him up?"

...

"It's more exciting that way. Well, I guess the possibility of getting caught does make it more thrilling."

...

"Right. He did set us up. I doubt he'd actually get upset about it. Maybe he's expecting this to happen. He might even be pretending to sleep just waiting for us to go at it."

...

"Yeah, let's not dwell on it too much. Let's just... Enjoy ourselves~ Whatever happens... Happens~"

*more kissing sounds*

"You know what they say about sex while camping. It's fucking in tents."

...

"Ahaha~ I hope that joke didn't kill the mood."

"Woah!" *cushiony thud*

"Okay, you're definitely still eager."

*sound of clothes removal*

"And there goes my top. AAHH~! Hahhh~ Oh God... Going straight for my boobs, huh? Mmmmmph~ You're so hungry for my soft feminine flesh. Aaahhh~ I didn't think you'd be lusting for my body this much."

...

"You think I'm hot & sexy. Hahhh~ Well, now I feel silly for not assuming that earlier. Mmmph~ You really like what you see, huh?"

...

"You wanna see more. Heh~ Help yourself then. These pants aren't gonna take themselves off. Here, I'll help you strip to."

*more clothes sounds*

"Wow... That's quite the piece of meat you got there. Stiff as a rod & eager to go inside me. I'm flattered."

"So... What position do you wanna try?"

...

"Prone Bone. I think I've heard of that before. Isn't that the position where the girl lays flat on her belly & the guy penetrates her from behind?"

...

"I thought so. That sounds like a great idea. A nice comfortable position that doesn't require much effort."

*fabric shuffling sounds*

"Well~ I'm all yours~ Let's drown in pleasure together~"

*slap sound*

"AAAHHH~! Oh fuck. Haha. Woah. I wasn't expecting you to spank my ass like that."

...

"It's round & perky. Of course you'd say that. Just hurry up & dick me down already. I can't wait any longer.

*okay, so like... I remember when Max commissioned NSFW audios, he requested squishing sounds for the sex scenes & you didn't add them. I would also like squishing sounds, but I won't say that they're required. just encouraged. if you add them... great. if not... well whatever I guess.*

"Ah~ There you go. Nice &... Aahh~ Easy. Hahhh..."

...

"Don't worry. I'm fine. It's a good thing I'm well lubricated down there. Just start slow, okay?"

*moaning sounds*

"Oh, fuck~ This is intense~"

*moaning sounds*

"I feel so full~ I can feel the tip of your cock touching my cervix~ It's so strange, but it feels so wonderful~"

*moaning sounds*

"Just knowing it's you~ My one true love~ Thrusting your dick in & out of my pussy~ Oh God~ This is heaven~"

*moaning sounds*

"You're grinding against my G-spot so intensely~ Fuck~ I'm going crazy~"

*moaning sounds*

"Aha~ Jeez, all this moaning & groaning is sure to wake Jackson up~ But whatever~ I feel too fucking good to care~"

*louder moaning sounds now*

"You're pumping even faster~ I'm gonna lose my mind at this rate~ It feels like my brain is melting with pleasure~"

*moaning sounds*

"I can feel your balls slapping against my thighs~ It's so erotic~"

*moaning sounds*

"I can only imagine how good this feels for you, hun~ Your hard, sensitive man meat is surrounded by the soft, warm caress of a woman's vagina~"

*moaning sounds*

"Your moans tell me everything~ You want nothing more than to fill up your cute girlfriend with your thick semen, don't you~?"

*moaning sounds*

"Don't hold back~ Cum inside me~ Please~ We both deserve to feel the height of ecstasy~"

*moaning sounds*

"Hold me close~ Keep me pinned down & don't let go~ My body is all yours~"

*moaning sounds*

"I love you~! I love you~! I love you so much~!"

*moaning sounds*

"I'm about to cum~"

*moaning sounds*

"I'M CUMMING~!"

*loudest moaning sounds*

"Hahhh... Hahhh... Hahhh... Hahhh..."

"Hahhhhhh... So warm... It feels so warm & gooey."

"Hahhhhh... That was amazing. That was the greatest experience of my entire life. I think I've peaked. I doubt anything will ever top that."

...

"No, wait. Don't pull out yet. Stay inside me a while longer. Let's just bask in the afterglow together."

*footsteps heard outside the tent*

"Oh, shit! Never mind. Jackson's awake. Pull out & get under the covers quick. Damnit, we're totally busted."

*tent zipper sound*

"Uh... Hey... Jackson."

...

"Yeah, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. We had sex while you were asleep."

...

"You were never asleep?! You mean you were listening to us the entire time?!"

...

"I knew it! I knew you weren't really sleeping. My hunch was correct."

...

"Well, I suppose I should thank you. Embarrassing as this is, we had a lot of intimate fun thanks to you."

...

"All according to plan. Yeah... I know. Anyway, can we actually get some sleep now? I'm extra tired after all that."

...

"Only a few hours. In that case, me & my boyfriend are definitely gonna sleep in tomorrow morning."

...

"Don't push your luck, Jackson. Whether we bang again the next night or not isn't any of your business. Now go back to your tent."

...

"Sigh... That guy... I swear."

...

"Make no mistake, babe. We are definitely going to smash again by next nightfall. That was so much fun."

...

"I love you to, darling."

*kiss sound*

"Goodnight. Sweet dreams."

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THE END

[magpiefaeprince]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[momfriendshaped]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[sugarboyuto]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[bi-serendipity]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[uhuhlala]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...

[newannyork]

hamilton: most memorable lines

Alexander Hamilton: how does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore...

Aaron Burr, Sir: talk less, smile more // I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE // if you stand for nothing burr, what do you fall for??

My Shot: just like my country, young, scrappy, and hungry, and i am not throwing away mY SHOT (basic but tru)

The Story of Tonight: raise a glass to freeedoommm

The Schuyler Sisters: look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now // AND PEGGY

Farmer Refuted: my dog speaks more eloquently

You'll be Back: i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERALLLLL // outGUNNED outMANNED outNUMBERED outPLANNED

A Winter's Ball: we're reliable with the LAAADDIIIIESSS

Helpless: if it takes fighting a war for us to meet it will have been worth it.

Satisfied: a toast to the GROOM! to the BRIDE! to your uNION! TO THE REVOLUTION! // I know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

The Story of Tonight - Reprise: let's have another round tonight

Wait for It: love/life/death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes // just aLL OF THIS SONG TBH

Stay Alive: i'm a general - WHEEEEEE!!!

Ten Duel Commandments: most disputes die and no one shoots // look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher, summon all the courage you require, then count

Meet Me Inside: CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME

That Would Be Enough: look at where you are, look at where you started, the fact that you're alive is a miracle // oh, let me be a part of the narrative

Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAN

History Has Its Eyes on You: HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOUUUU

Yorktown: immigrants, we get the job done // gotta start a new nation gotta meet my son!!! // take the bullets out your gun WHAT??? the bullets out your gun!!! WHAT???? we move undercover and we move as one!! // HERCULES MULLIGAN!!!!!// THE REST OF THIS KICK ASS SONG

What Comes Next: AWESOME! WOW!

Dear Theodosia: look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for

Non-Stop: yo, who the eff is this??? // HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE // how do you write like you're running out of time??? // from 5:40 on

What'd I Miss: seventeen... se-se-seventeen... se-se-seventeen - 1789 // ... so what'd i miss?

Cabinet Battle #1: damn you in worse shape than the national debt is in!! // turn around, bend over, i'll show you where my shoe fits

Take a Break: my dearest, angelica

Say No To This: sorry there's no memorable lines from this song because it's not to be talked about smh alex

The Room Where it Happens: but we dream in the dark for the most part // actually jk the whole song

Schuyler Defeated: i swear your pride will be the death of us all

Cabinet Battle #2: WHO PROVIDED THOSE FUNDS?????? france. // YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!!!!!

Washington on Your Side: if Washington isn’t gon’ listen

to disciplined dissidents, this is the difference, this kid is out!! // SOUTHERN MOTHER-FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS

One Last Time: george washington's going hooommmmeeee // TEACH EM HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

I Know Him: that's that ... little guy who spoke to me

The Adams Administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER*****!!!!

We Know: ... and we both know what we know...

Hurricane: i wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution, i was louder than the crack in the bell, i wrote eliza love letters until she fell

The Reynolds Pamphlet: NEVER GON BE PRESIDENT NOW

Burn: you built me palaces out of paragraphs // i'm erasing myself from the narrative // you forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit your place in our bed // tbh can't choose this whole song is wow

Blow Us All Away: everything is legal in new jersey

Stay Alive - Reprise: Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf...

It's Quiet Uptown: they are going through the unimaginable // forgiveness... can you imagine.... forgiveness

The Election of 1800: WHAAAAAAATTTT // JEFFERSON OR BURRRR???

Your Obedient Servant: a. burr, a. ham

Best of Wives and Best of Women: hey... best of wives and best of women...

The World Was Wide Enough: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // america, you great unfinished symphony, you sing for me // my love, take your time, i'll see you on the other side // he aims his pistol at the skyWAIT

Who Lies, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: i put myself back in the narrative // the orphanage... // who lives who dies who tells your story...