#ill try to find it again if i can when i have time but YESS lets get into the epistemological reasoning these stoats have made to justify i

[lesbianaelwen]

i Unfortunately haven't been able to be on here bc i've been so fucking busy but i Have been keeping up with d20 stuff and just. burrow's end is so good for me specifically

[knowmysingularity]

♡︎ boynextdoor as your boyfriend

warnings: mention of food/eating, mention of illness (nothing serious, just a cold)

requested: yess (thank you i love you @terrytyun10)

a/n: hii lovely! sorry for the long wait, school got me busy these days TT anyway, hope you like it, i really loved writing this one ♡︎

♡︎ Sungho

Treats you like a baby

But you're his baby :(((

BIG ON GIFTS!!!

Every kind of bracelet, earring, necklace you want

Will spoil you with everything he can

You want cuddles? Food? Clothes? Kisses? He'll get it for you.

Always makes sure you eat enough protein

"And what about some meat, jagi? You need it, you know?"

Drags you to the gym with him, just because he "needs some motivation"

And who are you to deny him something? He's too pretty for you to say no to him

other members under the cut!

♡︎ Riwoo

So shy

He would be so affectionate, yet so scared of kissing and holding you :((

He would treat you like you're made of glass

Foodie

Would take you to any kind of cafeteria just to make you try all the different dessert

Playing video games with you

Date nights where he's playing league of legends with you in his lap

"Wanna try playing sweetie? Here, I'll help you..."

Laughs when you lose on your first try

But definitely helps you with the commands on the next round and makes you win

Kisses you when you win as a prize

"See? You're so good, sweetie..."

♡︎ Jaehyun

Clingy baby

Will literally not leave you alone for not even a second

Kisses everywhere and anytime

Says "I love you" like a hundred times daily

Just because he needs you to know that you're his whole life

Gets jealous when you play with Woonhak instead of him

"But...I thought you loved me?"

Drama queen, will definitely cuddle with Riwoo afterwards because "you don't want him and he needs comfort"

His favourite activity is to make you laugh

So he does anything to see your sweet smile

Tickles you

"If you don't smile, I'll tickle you to death"

You smile, but he tickles you anyways because he's so weak for your laugh

♡︎ Taesan

I feel like he wouldn't be too big on cuddles/kisses in public

But he will definitely make sure you feel him standing beside you

Might even hold your hand sometimes, under the table at a dinner

In private, he's so clingy - always on you

Will DEFINITELY gift you his favourite vinyl for your anniversary

Saying he reminds him of you :((

Will make you listen to all his favourite songs

Late night dates where you're just in the car listening to music and singing until you're breathless

Literally so weak for you

Takes care of you when you have any type of illness, even the smallest one

"Baby was that a sneeze? Come here, take my jacket"

♡︎ Leehan

Never beating the prince allegations

Takes you everywhere you want

So weird but so lovely at the same time

He would cook for you (don't rely too much on that tho)

Names one of his fish after you

Gives you one of his sweet smiles when you find out, you can't even be angry at him, he's too adorable

Loves to hear your voice

Will ask you about your day just to hear you ramble while he looks at you with heart eyes

"Wait, what happened? Say it again, I didn't understand"

Aquarium dates

Will make you choose a fish for his tank

Definitely calls it your child afterwards

♡︎ Woonhak

Plays video games with you like Riwoo, but he's more competitive

Always betting on the most random things

"Bet I can beat you at just dance." "Bet"

Kisses you all over your face when you lose the bet because he can't bear seeing his baby sad

But when you win, he'll be all pouty because he wanted to win :(

Drama queen #2

He's so offended

You'll have to give him so many kisses before he even talks to you

Karaoke nights with him

Singing hip-hop songs all night

"Come on baby, give me a sskrrt!"

Hypes you up when it's your turn

Definitely ends the night with a serenade for you :(

Passes the rest of the night cuddled up with you, talking about anything

But it's okay, because he loves you and you love him

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

Hallo! IT'S ME AGAINNNNN!

Okay, so I was listening to a song and daydreaming, and then boom—I came up with this idea,It might not make total sense(lmao), but here we gooooo...

So, Donna and the reader are close. They’re not exactly friends, but it’s definitely more than just “a lord and a random villager.” The catch? Donna has a girlfriend whom she genuinely loves. Every time she sees the reader, she can’t help but rave about how amazing her girlfriend is, always blabbing about her personality and how great she treats Donna.

But then, They break up over something (maybe Donna finds out that Mother Miranda sent her "girlfriend" to make her feel less lonely). Donna is heartbroken, but during one of her crises, she realizes the reader is the one who ACTUALLY cares about her. So, she gets her emotions in check and starts getting close to the reader, and they eventually start dating. Donna is OVER THE MOON because, this time, she knows someone is truly in love with her, and she turns into a total hopeless romantic. She loves the reader way more than she ever loved her ex (way more than ANYONE actually)

But here’s where it gets a bit shaky: the reader sometimes feels like she's not enough because she remember all the sweet things Donna used to say about her ex. So, the reader starts putting a ton of pressure on herself, trying to be better. Donna notices right away and makes it her mission to ensure the reader never feels that way again. (You can totally ignore this part if you’re not feeling the angst, though!)

yeah that's it.

THANK YOU SO MUCH, CUTIE! WISH YOU THE BEST! TSCHÜSS!

Yess!!!! Thank you for your request and for being here!!! I hope you like it and sorry about the language mistakes!!!! :)))))

A fake love, a real love

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff

Word count: 7,643

Summary: You loved her, but she didn't...

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!! I love you all!!! :))

Walking to that isolated mansion might seem like an unwanted routine, something you had to do, but you didn't like. No one could blame you if you refused that usual errand, if you refused to cross that forest, those ruins, to get closer to the home where fear itself lived.

But you, a normal villager, young, happy and without much fear of everything around you, didn't see it that way. It was a normal transaction that had been common for you since you could remember. Your parents were farmers, a profession that couldn't be missing in an isolated village like that. Fruits, vegetables... everything that could feed a person was sold and grown by them.

Naturally, they weren't the only family that provided the village with food, but it was the only one who had the privilege of doing so for important people. Your father was related to a person who had long worked in the lands of the Beneviento family. That connection with one of the four noble families was what made you never lacked work.

Your parents were providers for that strange family long before you were born, like a kind of family profession that was inherited over time. You never knew the old family that lived next to a waterfall, that made dolls to brighten up the boring life of the villagers.

When you were born, they no longer existed. Misfortune had taken its toll on that Italian family. Not even your father could quite understand what exactly happened; he was only a child when Mr. and Mrs. Beneviento decided to end their life by jumping into the void.

It was the end of their existence, but not the end of their family. They left a girl too young to bear that horrible loss, a strange girl, carrier of a terrible mental illness.

No one could have guessed what would become of that girl after the death of her family. Only Josef Simon, the family gardener, and your young father were able to discover what was left in that horrible place, which then belonged to the only daughter who survived the tragedy: the young and sick Donna Beneviento.

You didn't know much about her, only what your parents talked about from time to time. Shortly after that tragedy, the Beneviento girl closed herself off even more, spending years and years completely alone.

But that was until, one day, when the young Donna apparently decided to give up, her destiny changed forever. Mother Miranda, the priestess who claimed to have the will of the Black Gods, saw something in that young woman with black hair and a horrible scar on her face.

The young Donna, barely 32 years old, became (you didn't know if voluntarily or not) one of the four Lords, the youngest of the witch's adopted children. That was too long ago, enough for your father to know something about who he was working for.

As time went by, the cold relationship with the lady of the mansion remained as a silent alliance. Serving a noble family and then, serving a Lord… It was definitely a good change for your family.

Since you were very young, you had accompanied your parents on their deliveries and, of course, you had walked the dangerous path that led to the mansion. You barely remember what your first encounters with that strange woman, with that veiled woman, dressed in black, who never, ever said a single word, were like.

You were just a little girl, and, well, the power that Lady Beneviento had, allowed her to give life to the Angie doll. You were a little girl, Angie was a doll. It was quite evident that it caught your attention.

Little by little you began to want to go to the mansion to play with the puppet, to laugh, to have fun with its irreverent attitude. Tag, hide and seek... For a girl without too many friends like you, the Angie doll began to seem like a playmate.

That silent appreciation of the lady, and Angie's playful attitude towards you was something your parents would always be grateful for. If Angie was happy, Donna was happy, if Donna was happy, you could live another day.

Of course you weren’t immortal, you didn’t have the grace of not aging, and as time went by, you grew up enough to get bored of playing with the doll. The lady, always hidden in the shadows, began to catch your attention. She was a lonely woman, a woman you didn’t know if she even noticed you.

Already in your teens, you began to show some of your slightly more daring attitude, asking questions to the lady in black, or even sharing books with her; a silent exchange that didn't seem to bother the Lord. Due to that lack of fear the lady generated in you, unlike your parents, at only 14 years old, you were the only one in charge of delivering the orders to that lost mansion.

Getting along with Donna was perhaps an exaggeration, but, unlike most of the villagers, you didn't feel uncomfortable with her presence. Her gestures were vague, and your voice and Angie's were the only ones that could be heard.

The years passed and that strange relationship you had with the lady in black mutated little by little, until, finally, you had the privilege of hearing her hoarse voice, addressing you.

Small talks, advices, personal experiences... the conversations became more complicated as you grew up, becoming a new routine that you considered pleasant.

Donna wasn’t your friend, she never was and she never would be, but your relationship certainly couldn't be limited to what it really was. You were both quite close, you had known each other for many years, and you learned to relate in a pleasant way.

At 21, you continued working for your parents. You continued walking through that dark forest, knocking on that door, talking with the lady in black.

She had lost her fear of the unknown, of that smiling girl who brought her vegetables. The trust increased enough for Lady Beneviento to do something unthinkable, uncover her face.

Your father barely remembered what her face was like, what that young, tormented girl looked like. No one had seen that woman once adopted by Miranda, no one knew what that black veil hid, no one, except you.

Beneath the black cloth there was no hideous monster, as your companions used to say or speculate. No, there was only a beautiful woman, black and shiny hair, a beautiful eye, an existing one.

You could sense why the lady in black covered herself, but you didn't quite understand it. Donna Beneviento, Lord and doll maker, wasn't a monster, and somehow, you knew that some time ago.

You tried to convince yourself, to deny the things you were starting to feel when you were with her, but you couldn't.

That strange woman who barely spoke to you, but who smiled, who laughed at your stupid comments, was no longer just a job for you. She was no longer Lady Beneviento, she was just Donna. Without being friends you were close, and, at 21 years old, with no hope of finding love, she became the involuntary target of your heart.

You couldn't help it, you were crazy about her. It didn't matter that you knew what she was capable of, that you had heard the horrible things she did in the past, those that your parents sometimes commented on. She was everything to you, the only reason that made you smile in your hard work.

Distracted, you approached the estate with your weekly order, clumsily checking that your working girl clothes were as neatly arranged as possible.

“Ahem,” you said, clearing your throat before knocking softly on the door.

“Who is it?” a squeaky voice asked, along with small footsteps on the wood.

Behind the door was not Donna, but the doll Angie, comically opening it and looking at you suspiciously.

“Hi, Angie, how are you?” you asked, crouching down pleasantly and smiling kindly at your old playmate.

“Oh, it's you,” the doll said, placing a hand on her chest. “I thought you wouldn't come, silly.”

“Of course I came, I-I'm bringing the vegetables,” you said, pointing to the boxes. “Is Donna here?”

“Um, yes,” Angie said, leaning over the boxes and picking up some vegetables. “But… she’s kind of… busy right now.”

“Oh,” you said, feeling a dagger stab your heart slowly, painfully. “T-Then I better go and…”

“No, no, don’t go,” Angie said, tugging at your dress hastily. “Stay, stay.”

“I don’t want to disturb you,” you said in a small voice, suppressing a sob.

“Nonsense, we like you being here,” the doll said, crossing her arms. “Come, come in.”

“Angie, I don’t…” you said uncertainly, picking up the boxes and entering the mansion. “W-Wait,” you said whispering when the doll closed the door and walked away from you and towards the living room.

“Hey, you two! Stop that!” Angie shrieked, causing some annoying grunts that you tried not to hear. “(Y/N) has come! Hey, silly, come here!”

Obeying without really wanting to, you walked slowly towards the voices. Just as you feared, on Donna's lap, there was a girl, one you had known for a while, who was part of your visits to the estate.

“Oh, (Y/N), I'm glad to see you,” the lady in black said with a soft voice, standing up and straightening her dress, with a kind smile.

“Hello, Donna,” you said, with a slight blush on your cheeks, looking away from the young woman who sat up, getting up from the sofa, putting on her clothes as well. “I-I'm glad too. S-Sorry to interrupt, Angie…”

“Mm, don't worry, we were just... wasting the time,” the Lord said softly, with an embarrassed smile. “Sit down, please... would you like some tea?”

“Oh, no, I don't want to disturb,” you said kindly, moving away from the overwhelming presence of the lady, from her addictive smile. “H-Hello, Anya.”

The girl nodded with a fake smile, checking that her dress, a little flashy one, was in its place.

“How are you, (Y/N)?” the young woman said, walking beside you.

“Fine,” you said dryly, looking at the floor and not at how the girl approached Donna, planting a wet kiss on one of her cheeks, causing a shy giggle that made you tremble.

“Donna, honey, I've taken up too much of your time, I'd better get home,” Anya murmured in her ear, looking at you out of the corner of her eye.

“Are you going to leave? Why don't you stay and have some tea with (Y/N) and me?” the lady asked, gently grabbing her hand, with a pleading eye.

“I'm sorry, sweetie, but I can't,” she whispered, approaching the coat rack to pick up her clothes. “Don't worry, sweetie, see you tomorrow, mm?” she said, approaching Donna again and running a hand over her chest. “I'll let you do whatever you want to me... Don...” she whispered, discreetly making you burn and kissing the lady slowly, before moving away and walking definitively towards the exit.

“Va bene,” Donna sighed, without losing sight of her girlfriend.

“Mm, don't talk to me that weird, you know I don't understand you,” Anya said, shaking her head as she opened the door.

“I'm sorry, I mean... it's okay, see you tomorrow,” the woman in black corrected, playing nervously with her hands. “Be careful, please.”

“Of course, baby,” the girl said, before throwing a kiss in the air and closing the door, disappearing, to your relief.

That girl was a bit stupid, but your opinion was clouded by spite, so you never told Donna what you thought.

Anya had been her girlfriend for some time. You still remember the pain it caused you to hear it from her lips, to hear that there was someone who had managed to make Donna fall in love, and that it wasn't you.

Donna loved her with all her heart. She did nothing but speak wonders of that young woman from the village, who appeared by chance in her life and turned it upside down. Jealousy and rage built up in your body every time you saw her approach Donna, kiss her, caress her, but you had to suffer in silence.

Confessing your love was something for which it was too late and, even if it was just a friendship, you didn’t want to lose it, you wanted to continue seeing that beautiful woman, even if her heart never belonged to you.

“She is beautiful, isn't she?” the lady murmured when her girlfriend left, biting her lip and turning shyly.

You smiled sadly, nodding and looking at your clothes, completely different from that Anya’s, from that love-stealer.

“Yes, she is,” you sighed with a fake smile, scratching the back of your neck.

“Sono pazza di lei,” Donna whispered, leaning her head towards the door.

“Yes, I see that,” you said amused, bending down to pick up the boxes and put them on the table. “Look, Donna, I brought you the vegetables you asked for.”

“Mm, let me see, (Y/N),” she said, getting a little closer to you to rummage through the boxes, carefully examining the vegetables. “Wow, those peppers look really good.”

“It's been a very good harvest,” you commented distracted by her slender hands, hands that would never caress you.

“No doubt,”  Donna murmured, going back to put the vegetables. “Aspetta un attimo, I'm going to get your money.”

“Okay,” you said with a kind look, without losing sight of her, without missing a detail of her walk, the hypnotic dance of her dress.

“Thank goodness she's gone…” Angie said, suddenly getting on the table, scaring you. “That girl is a pain in the ass.”

“Why do you say that?” you asked curiously, checking the vegetables again. “She seems nice.”

“Nice? She's dumb and boring as a rock. She never wants to play with me,” the doll said, making you laugh unintentionally and shake your head. “I don't know what Donna saw in her.”

“She's beautiful,” you said with a sad voice, looking at the place where the Lord disappeared and gently closing your eyes. “Donna didn't deserve less.”

“Do you like that stupid girl?” Angie asked, making you think carefully about your answer.

“Um, well, I don't know her very well, but if she makes Donna happy…” you whispered, trying to keep your voice from breaking. “I guess I like her.”

“I don't,” Angie said, with a brusque gesture. “I don't like that girl at all, but Donna doesn't listen to me, she's completely in love with her.”

“It's good that Donna has a girlfriend she loves, she deserves it, you know as well as I do that she's been through a lot of disgraces,” you said without wanting to say it, hurting yourself.

“That's what worries me,” the doll said, getting a little closer to you. “Donna's a fool too, suddenly a pretty girl comes out of nowhere, tells her she’s in love with her and wants to be with her… and all that shit.”

“What are you implying?” you asked, now paying full attention.

“I didn't imply anything, I'm saying it clearly: I don't want that stupid girl to be Donna's girlfriend,” Angie said, with a confidential whisper, almost speaking in your ear. “I don't like Anya, there's something about her that gives me a bad feeling.”

“I'm afraid that's what Donna has chosen, you can't do anything,” you commented with a sad sigh, watching the door.

“No... but you can,” the puppet said, pointing at you. “You are her friend, aren't you?”

“Me? I-I don't know if friend is the right word but...”

“You can tell her what you think of that stupid girl, Donna will listen to you,” said the doll, jumping comically on the table.

“What? No, I'm not going to do that,” you said, shaking your head. “Donna is happy with Anya and I have no right to butt in.”

“Another boring girl,” Angie said, getting down from the table when the lady's heels began to echo on the wood. “I wish you were her girlfriend instead that fool.”

Your eyes widened at her comment, but you didn't have much time to think about it, as Donna appeared through the door, a bag of coins in her hand.

“Prego,” she whispered, giving you the bag with a tender smile, to which you nodded.

“Thanks Donna, I hope you didn't overpay me as usual,” you said amused.

She laughed and shook her head.

“Are you going to question my will, (Y/N)?” she joked, gesturing for you to follow her to the couch.

“I would never dare,” you said, putting the coins in your bag.

“Sit with me,” she said, kicking the couch. “Do you want to play chess?”

“Chess?” you asked, sitting as far away from her as possible while she pulled out an old board. “I-I don't know, I always lose.”

“Don't talk nonsense, you've beaten me more than once,” Donna said, her gaze away from yours, placing the pieces. “White or black?”

“Black. You probably play a lot with Anya…” you commented, choosing a color while the lady focused on the board, looking at you briefly and shaking her head.

“Not really,” the doll maker whispered, sitting in front of you, with a thoughtful look. “Anya says it's boring. She doesn't like to play this… kind of games.”

“Oh, well, I guess there are all kinds of tastes, right?” you asked, ignoring that information. “Let's see…”

“Certo,” Donna sighed, making her first move. “Anyway, we don't have much time to play or chat. I'm afraid that... well, she really likes... kissing me.”

You swallowed a sob, moving your piece and nodding slowly.

“I understand why,” you whispered in a terribly low voice.

“Scusi?” she asked, concentrating on your move. “Did you say something, (Y/N)?”

“No, nothing, I was just... thinking about my next move,” you lied, erratically moving another of the pieces. “I guess it's wonderful to have someone so affectionate by your side.”

“It is, of course it is,” Donna sighed, with a tender smile.

Nothing that happened that afternoon was out of the ordinary. The conversations with Donna usually traveled between unimportant experiences or... well, or compliments and words of love from the brunette to her girl.

Anya must have been the most wonderful girl in the world, or at least she was to Donna. The lady never got tired of talking about her, praising her… You might think it was almost unbearable to spend time with her just to hear about her girlfriend, but it wasn't like that. You were her only friend, or her only truly close contact, surely the only one who listened to her.

You loved Donna hopelessly. Even if her words weren't about you, they were her words, it was her voice.

Another afternoon of soft laughter, another night of dreams and fantasies about her. At some point you should realize the mistake you made by falling in love with Donna Beneviento, the delay in your confession, the theft of her heart by that beautiful girl.

Donna was crazy about her, she always told you so innocently, without knowing the damage she was doing to you, without wanting to know, perhaps.

The days passed and your visits could be summed up in chess games or comments about how fabulous Anya was. Angie's words echoed in your head.

Naturally, the Angie doll was jealous and distrustful, but the insinuation that she would prefer you to be Donna's girlfriend... You just couldn't get it out of your head.

“Thank you, Mrs. Fritz,” you said pleasantly, after doing your daily shopping in the village.

“Give my regards to your parents, dear,” the woman said, making you smile before setting off on your way back home.

You didn't live as isolated as Donna, but you had a nice walk to the orchards, a walk you always enjoyed.

“Shh, hey, Anya...” a male voice caught your attention as you walked.

Behind one of the crumbling walls of the orchards, there was a boy hiding, gesturing to a young woman who seemed to walk slowly, looking around.

You recognized her immediately: Anya, Donna's girlfriend. You weren't usually a gossipy girl, but this situation was a out of the ordinary, so you slowly camouflaged yourself in the wheat fields, behind a stone wall.

“Sergei…” Anya sighed, looking cautiously as she approached the boy. You had to quickly crouch down as they both looked in your direction.

“Has anyone followed you?” the young man asked, grabbing the girl's hands while you peeked discreetly.

“Of course not, you know I'm careful,” Anya said, letting that boy grab her waist and… kiss her, kiss her passionately.

“Shit,” you whispered, covering your mouth with your hands, blinking in bewilderment at the sight before you. It couldn't be, it just couldn't be.

“I've missed you, I thought you came back every night,” the boy said, kissing her repeatedly. “Did she trick you into staying again?”

“No, she knows I need some room and… well, thank goodness, because otherwise I wouldn't be able to see you,” Anya said, leaving you more and more confused.

“This situation is awkward, Anya, I can't stand to think what you do with… with her,” he said, with an angry gesture. “To think that you kiss her, that you… Gods, Anya, you have to end this.”

“Do you think it makes me happy to be with that nutcase? That I have another option?” Donna's girlfriend asked, crossing her arms. “You knew what the situation is.”

“I know but… maybe if you talk to Mother Miranda and…”

“I've already told you, Sergei, I would never dare to contradict her, besides, it's not difficult to fool the idiot Beneviento, we can still see each other,” she said, leaving you frozen on the ground.

“Yes, but for how long?” the boy asked, resting his hands on the shoulders of the girl, who sighed with a sad look.

“I don't know, but... I promise I'll fix it, I promise you,” she said, with a much more genuine smile than the one you had seen in the mansion as if she really... were in love with that boy, as if she didn't care about Donna.

Your trembling legs moved nervously, accidentally stepping on a dry branch, which alerted the lovers.

“You better go, Sergei, I'll call you when I'm free,” Anya said, gesturing for the boy to leave.

 He did, and you stood up from your hiding place, terribly furious.

That perfect girlfriend that Donna adored was a farce, a lie. You wanted to throw yourself at her, pull her hair, yell at her for cheating on the love of your life, but you didn't dare to do it. You were just a coward, but something inside your head prevented you from letting that discovery go, and you started walking towards her.

“You,” you said, getting her attention, walking through the orchards. The girl didn't move. She just frowned at you, as if she hadn't recognized you at first.

“Hi, you're (Y/N), right?” she said with a fake smile, with a somewhat cocky pose. “How are you?”

“Great, I just found out what you're doing to Donna,” you said without wasting time, pointing at her in an unpleasant way.

“Please…” she sighed, rolling her eyes, with no intention of denying the evidence. “Are you surprised?”

“What? You're Donna's girlfriend, of course it surprises me. How dare you to cheat on her?” you said defiantly, dropping your bags on the snowy ground. “She loves you very much, did you know that?”

“Of course I know… unfortunately,” she muttered with a look of disgust. “Hey, vegetable girl, I hope you're not thinking of spilling the beans.”

“What do you expect me to do?” you asked furiously, hating that stupid girl even more. Angie was right.

“Mm, well, okay, let's talk, shall we?” she said, helping you pick up the bags from the ground and handing them to you kindly.

“There's nothing to talk about, it's all very clear,” you hissed, moving away from her, who shook her head, sighing tiredly.

“Six months ago, Mother Miranda asked me to go to church,” the girl began to tell, as if you were really listening to her. “Naturally I was willing to do whatever she asked me to do.”

“What are you talking about?” you wanted to know, stopping your steps.

“She told me that her youngest daughter, Lady Beneviento, was going through a rough patch, that she was very lonely and… well, she was afraid that she would decide to do something stupid. You and I know that Beneviento is not right in the head.”

“Don't insult her,” you growled, clenching your fists. “Don't you dare to insult her.”

“I'm just telling the truth, (Y/N), denying that she is sick would be stupid,” Anya said, with a serious expression.

“That doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all,” you said in a low voice, looking away from Anya.

“Mother Miranda thought it would be a good idea to give her… well, some fun, I don't know if you know what I mean,” she explained with a sinister look. “Understand me, my family is poor, and I need all the appreciation of the Black Gods. At first I just had to go to Beneviento's house and have sex with her but… well, it didn't turn out as I expected.”

“How disgusting,” you said nervously, running a hand over your forehead.

“The stupid Donna fell in love with me and far from considering my work finished, Mother Miranda asked me to play along, to be with her so she wouldn't feel so terribly alone.”

“And you accepted,” you hissed, looking at her out of the corner of your eye.

Anya sighed and nodded, with a calm look.

“I assumed it was okay to play pretending to have feelings for her, surely Miranda would think that Donna would get tired of me, but… obviously she didn't,” the young woman said, lowering her gaze.

“You're stupid, Anya, you're playing with poor Donna's feelings, aren't you ashamed?” you accused, unable to believe her words.

“Poor Donna? What's so much affection for her about? You only bring her vegetables, don't you?” she asked, frowning at your revealing attitude.

“I've known Do... Lady Beneviento since I was 5 years old,” you explained, running a hand through your hair.

“I see... you know her... well,” the girl said with a sinister laugh. “Well, you should know, vegetable girl: I don't care about her. I just want to get on with my life and get away from her so I can be with my boyfriend.”

“I assumed so,” you said mockingly. “But do you know what you're doing? You're playing with her feelings, Donna loves you and...”

“I don't feel the same,” the young woman sighed, leaning against a wall. “It's very easy to judge others, isn't it? You don't understand my situation, vegetable girl. I can't do anything.”

“Of course you can, you must tell her,” you said, in a calmer tone. “She has to know the truth.”

“Wrong, silly girl,” she said, arching her eyebrows. “If I tell that nutcase that I don't love her, that it's all been a lie, I'm dead.”

“She adores you, she would never hurt you,” you said, putting a hand on her shoulder. “She loves you madly, she wouldn't dare to…”

“What are you saying? Are you saying that I should go to her house and tell her that it's all been a lie? Seriously, girl, where did you come from?”

“It's better than her finding out on her own, don't you think? If you want to get away from her so much… it must be you,” you said, without thinking too much.

“Why do you care so much about that crazy woman?” Anya asked, making you back away.

“My reasons are… only mine,” you murmured. “I don't want her to suffer.”

“You don't want her to suffer... if I didn't know that no one could feel anything for Donna, I would think that you were terribly in love with her,” Anya mocked, shaking her head.

“You're wrong,” you murmured in a dark tone. “You have to end this, Anya, for your own sake.”

“Mm, maybe I'll think about it, she's unbearable, you know?” Anya said in an unpleasant tone, moving away from the wall and passing by you. “It might not be such a bad idea, after all.”

“You are unbearable,” you growled when the girl walked away.

That conversation, that revelation fell on you like a bucket of cold water, freezing you, leaving you completely lost. You didn't feel joy or relief, only sadness for Donna. She was crazy about Anya, she would give her life for her if she asked. She was madly in love.

Breaking her heart, telling her what you had seen wasn’t in your plans, but you didn't want to go back to the mansion either, not when you knew that those kisses they gave each other were fake ones. You decided to get away for a while, just for a while, until you could forget that horrible truth and stop being tempted to reveal it.

“Honey, something's wrong,” your mother commented at dinnertime, surely looking at your sad expression. You faked a smile and shook your head.

“Mm, your mother is right, (Y/N), what is it…?”

Your father couldn't finish the question, as the phone rang to interrupt that attempt at interrogation.

“Hello,” your father said, picking up the phone, immediately moving it away from his ear, due to some loud, high-pitched screams coming out of it. “Hello? Who's speaking? Are you a little girl? Hey, listen…”

“What's wrong?” you asked, getting up from your chair and approaching slowly.

“It’s for you, (Y/N),” your father said, handing you the phone. “She must be a friend of yours.”

“A friend?” you asked, bringing it close to your ear and recognizing the screams. Angie. “Who is it?”

“Oh, it's you, thank goodness…” the doll said, with her voice distorted by a terrible cry that sounded in the distance. “(Y/N), you have to come, now.”

“Angie? What's wrong?” you asked somewhat scared, with your family looking at you with intrigue.

“There's no time to explain it to you, silly! Come, run, come! Donna is completely out of her mind!” the doll shrieked, before hanging up.

“D-Donna?” you asked, hanging up scared and looking at your family. Something had happened, something had happened to Donna.

“What's wrong, honey?” your mother asked as you ran out of the house. “(Y/N)!?”

You didn't pay attention to her calls. You just limited yourself to running without looking back. You didn't know what had happened, but Donna needed your help, and you had to give it to her.

In record time you arrived at the dimly lit mansion. The door was open and agonizing sobs echoed off the walls.

“It's about time!” Angie shouted, welcoming you and pulling your hand to guide you to the living room. “Quick!”

The sight before you shattered your heart. Donna, the lady in black, was sitting on the floor, her head between her legs, pulling at her hair as she sobbed inconsolably. All around her were traces of fury, of broken furniture. Something terrible had happened. Donna had lost her mind again.

“Donna...” you sighed, cautiously approaching the lady, who roared, cried and kicked the air without moving from the floor, muttering something you couldn't understand. “Gods, Donna, your hand,” you said when you saw her blood stained knuckles, looking at Angie sharply. “What happened?”

“Just like I told you, that whore wasn't trustworthy! She left my Donna!” the doll shrieked, approaching her owner. “My Donna is very nervous, she's having a very bad crisis, you have to help her! She doesn't listen to me anymore.”

“Anya's gone?” you asked, blinking in confusion.

“She left me!” Donna shrieked, making you look at her. “She didn't love me, she never loved me!” she screamed, pulling at her hair again, something you tried to stop.

“No, Donna, stop… don't hurt yourself,” you said, fighting against her sudden movements, against her nervous kicks. “Shh, Donna, please… I'm so sorry, darling…”

“Troietta! You bitch!” the lady shrieked, attacking you as if you were the girl who broke her heart, throwing herself at you, struggling.

“Donna, Donna, no!” Angie screamed, pushing the lady off of you with a thud.

You had to admit that you were scared, but you made a superhuman effort to stay calm, to soothe her wounded heart.

“No, darling, please stop…” you said, grabbing her shoulders, pulling her body towards yours to hug her tightly. “It's over, Donna… Shh… it's over…”

“Porca miseria!” the lady shrieked, trying to release herself from your embrace until, thanks to your strength and mental advantage in the situation, the poor lady calmed down, staying close to you, crying at your chest.

“Shh…” you whispered while, sitting on the floor, you tenderly rocked Donna, calming her down little by little. “Shh, it's over Donna… I'm here with you… calm down… that's it… very good, very good, Donna, relax with me…”

“Listen to her, Donna, she's here, (Y/N) has come to help you,” Angie said, carefully approaching your embraced bodies, the soft maternal movements with which you rocked her.

The sobs were horrible, piercing, but little by little they stopped sounding, being nothing but an agonizing lament while you rubbed her hair, keeping her head on your chest.

“Shhh, Donna…” you whispered softly, wiping her tears and moving her away from you when you saw she was feeling better.

“Mm?” the lady murmured, slowly pushing you away, her eye was red from crying and her cheek full of tears. Donna blinked confused at the sight of you, running a hand through her hair. “(Y/N)… what… what are you doing here?” she asked with a thick accent, looking at you suspiciously, disoriented.

“Angie called me a while ago, she said you had lost your mind,” you explained with a soft voice, while she got up from the floor in pain, sitting on the couch, looking at you briefly.

“I don't…” she stammered, still confused, shaking her head. “(Y/N)… I…”

“Relax, I'm here,” you said with a tender smile, sitting next to her and glancing at her hand. “Did you break a glass again? Wow, you have a serious wound, Donna…”

She looked away, embarrassed, but letting you play with her injured hand.

“You shouldn't be here,” the lady whispered with a dark voice, looking at you shyly. “I could have hurt you. I-If I lose you too, I'll...”

“You haven't,” you said, daring to run a hand over her cheek. “You won't lose me…” you whispered softly, looking at the doll again. “Angie, bring the first aid kit, please.”

Once again in silence, you healed the wound the lady had self-inflicted. The sound of the wind and slight moans of pain were the only atmosphere in that place, until the lady glanced at you out of the corner of her eye as you bandaged her hand.

“Anya left me,” Donna whispered in a sad voice, gripping the fabric of the sofa tightly. “She came this afternoon and told me that… she didn't love me.”

You looked at her, but repressed any attempt to speak.

“Mother Miranda sent her to pretend that she loved me, to make me believe that I wasn't alone,” the brunette explained, nervous, but at the same time, calm.

“I'm so sorry, Donna,” you said in a whisper, tying the bandages tightly. “I couldn't imagine that…”

“I did, I should have realized,” she said, looking away with a nervous moan. “I should have realized!”

“Shh, don't yell anymore, honey…” you whispered in a sweet voice, caressing her injured hand. “You must get over it.”

“How am I supposed to do that?” Donna asked, shaking her head. “I-It's all been a lie… She cheated on me!”

“I'm sorry,” you said with a broken voice, feeling guilty for knowing it, and not having warned her before. “I'm so sorry, Donna.”

“I must look pathetic, right?” she said with a sinister smile, panting nervously. “How pathetic is Donna, who needs you to pay her a whore so she doesn't feel so alone, because, of course, no one could ever love her.”

“Don't say that, it's not true,” you said, holding back your tears, calming the doll maker's madness with your touch. “That's a lie, do you hear me?”

“You...” she hissed, moving away from your caresses, abruptly getting up from the sofa. “Is that why you came? She also sends you!” she shrieked, pointing at you with a deranged gesture. “You're a liar! Bugiarda!”

“No, Donna, that's not true, I came to help you,” you said nervously, somewhat scared. “You are… you are…”

“What am I? A moron who doesn't deserve to be loved? Poor Donna, she needs a toy to play with and not to think about the shitty life she has, right? You whores, you're all sluts! Sluts!”

“No, Donna, you're wrong, I…” you said trembling, putting your hands in a defensive position.

“What are you doing here then?! Why are you pretending to care about me? Huh? Talk, bitch!” Donna shouted, grabbing you by the collar of your dress.

“Silly Donna, let her go!” Angie said, fearing that her fury would be launched against you. “Donna, Donna…”

“I… I care about you because… because I'm in love with you,” you said with a broken voice, stammering and preventing her hands from applying more force, from hurting you. “I love you, Donna, I've always loved you.”

“What?” she asked, frowning and letting you go immediately. “What…?”

“I'm sorry to tell you in a situation like this, but if you're going to kill me… I want you to know what I feel for you, for longer than I'd like to admit…” you said, squeezing your eyes tightly, waiting for a nightmare that never came.

Again, the silence caused the atmosphere to become tense. Donna moved away from you, looking at you with distrust, breathing with difficulty.

“It's not true, you don't…” she murmured nervously, looking at you briefly and moving confused. “It can't be true.”

“I don't care if you don't believe me, I understand that you don't, but I want, I want you to know that you are a wonderful and beautiful woman and... you can say whatever you want, but you have made me fall in love with you, Donna, what I feel for you is what you have done, being who you are. Don't think that it's not possible for someone to fall in love with you, to want to give you their heart because I... have already done it.”

Saying those last words, ensuring your confession, you slowly stood up ready to leave the mansion, to leave poor Donna alone.

“A-Aspetta, (Y/N)” Donna interrupted, before you walked out the door. “Wait, please.”

You turned slowly, scared of the consequences of your confession.

“You...” she whispered, approaching with a slow step, with her chest rising and falling quickly, with her gaze lost. “Are you telling the truth?”

“Yes, Donna,” you sighed, wiping away a tear. “I would understand if you didn't want to see me again, I'll tell my father to take care of…”

“N-No, no, wait a moment,” she said, shaking her head, grabbing your arms, very tightly, but without any intention of hurting you. “You… you've always been with me… always.”

You nodded, suppressing the trembling of your body.

“I-I remember you took care of me when I lost my mind, and how you played with Angie when you were little,” Donna said, with a distracted look, but speaking without stuttering. “You were the vegetable girl, but for me you were something else, you know?”

“A fool,” you said amused, sobbing.

“No, you… you were my only friend… you were always there when I needed you, you never cared about my appearance and… you've never abandoned me. (Y/N), is it possible that you're telling me the truth? That you really have feelings for me?”

“I would never lie to you Donna, to me you were much more than a friend or a Lord,” you whispered, looking away, noticing how her grip loosened.

“You have always understood me,” she said, getting a little closer, moving her hand erratically to your cheek. “Angie was right… I-I was so blind with… with her that… I wasn't able to see that you were the only one who was by my side.”

“I will be if you want me to be, always, Donna,” you said in a very low voice, with her too close to you.

“Don't leave, (Y/N)… stay with me,” she asked you, squeezing your hand in hers. “Let me… let me… love you as you have always deserved…”

���Donna…” you sighed, letting yourself be carried away by the gentle swaying of your bodies. “You don't love me.”

“I may not have known until now,” she whispered, coming closer, placing her lips on yours, a sensation so dreamed, so imagined, that you already knew what it was like, but not how it made you feel.

A tender, salty and slow kiss… It was a quiet, calm kiss, emphasized by her caresses, a kiss that you didn’t expect, that you wanted, even at a time like that.

In that horrible and sad way, with a doubtful but sincere confession, her relationship with that poor girl ended, and one with you began.

At first you were suspicious that her love was real. Anya was too recent and Donna was resentful. It didn't take long for you to realize that you were wrong.

Donna was romantic, sweet, understanding and tender. Being her girlfriend was the best thing that had ever happened to you, you had never felt so loved, so cherished.

It was simply impossible, it was impossible for the lady in black to treat you so well after that breakup. Happiness occupied your entire life, you even moved in with her, but doubts also haunted your mind.

Every night, after the passion, came the thoughts, the fears, those horrible memories about Anya, about the admiration Donna felt for her, the love she had for her. You didn't know what that fake relationship was like inside, but, somehow, you felt inferior to that stupid girl.

Little by little, the pressure you put on your mind took its toll on you. Your movements and attempts to surprise Donna were almost pathetic and… over time, you started to look like that stupid girl, or try to.

The doll maker had no friends, she only had you. She wouldn't talk to anyone about how much she loved you, so you would never know if you had gotten over that stupid girl in some way, and that… that was killing you.

“Come on…” you said comically, trying to fit into a tight, provocative dress, one very similar to the one her ex-girlfriend used to wear.

Maybe your doubts were stupid, but they were doubts, and you had to do everything you could to not think they were justified.

“Okay, that's it,” you said, looking at yourself in the mirror. “I-I can see everything but... well, I guess Donna will like it,” you said, finishing getting ready for a special occasion, the celebration of your 6 months together.

“Here you go, amore mio,” Donna said, serving you dinner and wine elegantly, looking at you out of the corner of her eye and making a strange expression.

“Thank you, darling,” you said with a tender smile, putting yourself in a position that clearly exaggerated your feminine attributes.

“Um, yes, um...” she said nervous and confused.

Smiles, caresses and words of love accompanied you throughout the dinner, but, after dessert, a small moment of awkwardness formed.

Normally you didn't mind Donna looking at your breasts, you even found it funny, but that look was different than other times, very different.

“Donna, are you looking at my tits?” you asked amused, encouraged by the wine. “Do you like them?”

“Y-Yes, of course, you know I love your body, (Y/N),” she said, looking away, without her usual smile.

“You don't seem to like my dress very much,” you whispered distrustfully, with a sad sigh.

“Oh, yes I... just... (Y/N), what are you wearing?” she asked finally, crossing her arms.

You looked at yourself and shrugged with an amused smile.

“It's new,” you said in a seductive voice.

“I see but... You... you don't usually wear that kind of clothes,” Donna commented, with a cold look.

“Yeah but… I thought, I thought you would like it,” you said in a fearful whisper.

“(Y/N), you're… very strange lately, you don't want to play chess, you wear… those things… it seems like something's wrong with you.”

“I'm the same as always,” you said in your defense, with a somewhat dangerous tone and look.

“No, that's not true, you've changed…” she said, shaking her head. “It seems like you're trying to be like…”

“Well, so what if I do? You loved her a lot, didn't you? I have nothing to do with her, you'll never love me that much,” you said, bringing your worries to light.

“(Y/N),” the lady sighed, getting up and approaching you while resting two fingers on your chin. “I like the way you are, do you hear me? I don't want you to be like her, I don't love her. She was stupid and she never wanted to do anything that I liked. She could never, ever compare to you, (Y/N), I've never loved anyone as much as you, only you, and always you... do you understand? I love you, you are the love of my life, you always will be.”

[lizzieislife94x]

Roleplay (e.o)

Lizzie x Fem Reader

GirlxGirl

Y/ns POV:

"What to wear what wear" I whisper to myself as I pick out the sexiest dress I own it's black tight fighting and hugs me in all the right places and shows just enough cleavage and thighs this should turn some heads, I quickly shower and dry my hair deciding to go with a curly look for this evening I quickly get dried and put on a nice lacy bra and underwear set as I sit at my vanity doing my make up after half an hour I put my dress on and grab my phone to check the time fuck 7.30pm better get going I quickly order an uber and stand outside for a few minutes waiting. "Thank you so much" I say as I climb out the uber and head into a fancy bar I don't normally come to these places I prefer night clubs but thought I'd try something new "hey yeah can I have a vodka and soda please" I say politely to the barmaid "coming right up ma'am" she smiles and makes my drink handing it over to me as I sit and sip my drink I noticed a blonde at the end of the bar looking at me but I play it off until the barmaid hands me another drink "complements of the lady at the end of the bar" I nod and look over and smile as a thank you "what's a beautiful woman like you doing in a place like this alone" I look up to find the blonde standing over me with a flirtatious smile "oh just a stressful day at work, what about you beautiful " I smile back and hold out my hand "I'm y/n its nice to meet you and thank you for the drink" she shakes my hand holding longer than needed while staring into my eyes "Zoe nice to meet you" she says while biting her lip "please join me" I ask with a grin "let me get you a drink back" she sits beside me as we make some small talk.

We laugh none stop "your co worker sounds like a complete bitch "she says while laughing and holding my arm I can't help but smile while I giggle "yeah she did honestly she thinks she's the boss because she went out in one date with the actual boss" I laugh and finish my drink ordering 2 more "I gotta pee ill be back in a second beautiful " I say as I head to the bathroom I turn as I hear someone behind me "kiss me already " the blonde says while walking towards me I grab her waist and bring her in for  a passionate kiss letting my tounge run along her bottom lip waiting for access which she denies so I decided to grab her ass and she moans giving me the opportunity to slide my tounge into her mouth after a minute of kissing we break away for air as she pushes me into a stall both of us breathing heavily as she slides her hand up my thigh towards my clothed core as she kisses me again making me moan into her mouth as I let my hands roam her ass lifting her dress deepening the kiss

"fuck you're so wet" she moans as she kisses her way to my neck sucking and leaving marks "I can't help it when a sexy woman demands me to kiss her" I say breathing heavy as she slides my panties to the side teasing my clit "mmmh fuck right there just like that" I moan as I close my eyes and she continues to suck my neck quickly finding my sweet spot "mhh so wet and needy" she breaths into my ear making me whimper as she slides 2 digits inside me with ease "fuck so fucking tight " I moan and open my eyes to look at her "I don't normally do this kinda thing" I try to say without moaning and she just smirks increasing her thrusts into my dripping cunt "yessss fuck fuck yess right there" I scream as I feel my orgasm approaching my legs starting to shake quicker than I'd like "cum for me y/n" she whispers into my ear and just by her words I start to cum undone like never before "shit fuck yesss" i moan as my legs shake and I smile looking at the blonde infront of me "that was amazing" I smirk as she sucks her fingers making me groan "mhhh so fucking tasty y/n I think I need to clean you up properly "she says with a grin as she sinks to her knees and puts my leg over her shoulder pulling my panties to the side leaning in to lick a strip up my folds lapping up my cum with a moan which sends a moan flying out of my mouth I look down and grip her hair as she sucks on my clit before moving her tounge down to my entrance sliding it in and out as her thumb rubs my clit with the right amount of pressure I close my eyes moaning after a few minutes of her working my clit and tounge fucking me I cum all over her face as my back arches and legs shake "fuckkkk oh god right thereee"

she licks her lips and stands up to kiss me "mhhh so fucking tasty" she whispers against my lip as I look into her eyes "my turn" I smirk bending her over the closed toilet pushing her dress up and sliding her panties off "these are soaking" I smirk dangling them for her to see I quickly sink to my knees and leave a gentle kiss on her lower back then ass cheek as I push her legs apart and spread her cheeks I sit back and take in the view for a second before leaving gentle kisses on her clit earning a moan from the blonde "don't tease me y/n" she moans impatiently I giggle and run my tounge through her wet folds as my tounge pushes its way inside her tight cunt making her moan "fuckk just like that" she breaths out a shaky breath I work my tounge in and out for a minute before replacing my tounge with my fingers pushing 2 inside her with ease "uhhh fuckkk shit yess" I smirk and thrust my fingers harder and faster curling them at the right spot hitting her gspot as I listen to the sweet sounds of her moans I thrusts faster and harder as I feel her walls tighten around my fingers "I'm cumming " she whimpers as I continue to thrust my fingers slowly letting her ride out her orgasm "so pretty when you cum for me" I smirk as we stand up fixing our dresses I look at her and we both burst out laughing "fuck lizzie that was so fucking hot nice idea for the whole strangers role-playing thing" I smirk grabbing her by the waist placing a gentle kiss on her lips "it was so hot baby god I love you" I smile looking deep into her eyes "I love you too beautiful "

AN: another update for yall just to keep the book up to date since I didn't post yesterday haha 😅 anyway if you have a request message me I do them right away unless I'm asleep ha but I hope you enjoy feedback is welcome good or bad hope everyone has a great day/night word count for this chapter is almost 1.3k 

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Just now could I read about Ivar (I was in class), and I need him to ABSOLUTELY RAIL ME PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING

absolutely nonnie!! you don’t gotta do anything <3

MINORS DNI!

CW: GN! Reader, Reader referred to as they/them, reader has multiple orgasms, protected sex(this time), not proofread, sub reader, public sex, exhibition,

“Please no, seriously get off.” You say again.

The purple and blue and green laser lights zip around the tall, smoke filled room, giving you an even weirder experience with this stranger. His hand is enclosed around your arm so tight, your flesh is raised around his fingers.

“Not a chance, we’re dancin’ now,” He leans into your ear, his sour breath stinging your nostrils, almost making you gag.

“I suggest you listen to them” an icy, menacing voice flows over your head, the guy’s hand only stays on you for as long as he’s frozen staring up at something, someone behind you.

You finally turn to see your savior and gulp.

Gods, he’s positively massive. Your mouth waters at the mere sight of him, and you feel honored to have been helped by such a magnificent specimen of a man. “Thank you…” You say breathily.

His eyes, a fine green with beautiful amber specs and ridges, stare down at you for only a second longer, he’s leading you to the bathrooms.

The next thing you know, your back is scraping against something that feels like the hook for jackets on the inside of the bathroom stall while this hulk of a man sucks and kisses and bites on your neck. His dick is huge, you feel it rubbing up against you through both of your clothes, as he bounces you on it. Your legs are around his waist and his hands are holding you up.

“Think you can take me?”

He fishes something out of his pocket, and thank goodness he was prepared, it’s a condom. And you are so ready.

“Yes!”

He gets rid of the cloth obstacles between you while you plant kisses all over him where ever you can reach. His broad chest, or big, veiny flexing arms, to his neck hidden by a well groomed beard that screams ��business by day, pillaging villages by night”. You press your fingers into his skin and flex your toes as he begins pressing his fat cock head into you. When it pops in you both jump. His dick is already twitching inside you.

“Fuck!!! mmm!!!” You moan fervently as he fills you, absolutely stretching you beyond belief.

“Such a tight thing you are,” he groans.

You clench around his girth, “Yes!” You try and bounce on his cock yourself but he stops you. Grabbing your ass and holding your entire person up by it.

He smiles, showing off his perfect teeth, “Such an eager thing too,” slowly, he rocks into you, “I like eager,” His gravelly voice is even deeper now and sends zaps of electricity through you. you try and move as much as you can to chase that hot friction he’s causing but fail against his iron grasp.

“Please!” You beg.

“Please what?” He gives you one particularly hard thrust, bouncing your body and scraping you over that hinge.

“mmmmmmmm!” It hurts but at the same time all you can do is moan! “Please just fuck me!”

“are you sure you can handle that?” His smile sends shivers down your burning scraped up spine.

“Yess!!” oh my gods “Yes!”

The stranger who you’ve long since forgotten is even a stranger with your bodies interlocked perfectly in this public bathroom, finds your hips and digs his fingers in before lifting you up, at the same time pulling out of you. Then he sets his brutal pace, impaling you repeatedly and body jigglingly hard thrusts, his muscles flexed taught under your fingers.

soon you’re overcome with your first or second orgasm, you’ve never felt this good, you don’t even know where one burst ended and this one began, and it bursts like red hot fireworks through your blood and behind your eyelids. The veiny thick thing inside you, stretching you and pounding into you keeps going without mercy.

You’re whole body is shaking, and you can no longer hold onto him, luckily he notices you slipping and doubles his effort by bouncing you harder, chasing his high, and bruising the back of your thighs.

His own hips shudder and his member pulses inside you.

He fills the condom, and quickly pulls out, to which you whine immediately.

“Just putting on a second one”

[thatdeadaquarius]

Theres a lot of cuss words in this one so be warned lol

Bro i just had this-- insane fucking idea when i saw your "flowery words" post and i just-- omg I just had to shareee

So reader right? Very blunt, straight to the point sentences that dont dance around the bushes for 6 hours trying to tell you "oh no your house is on fire" or something, yeah? Well-- what if it turns the OPPOSITE when they start to SWEAR--

Because like-- i know myself. Me and like, so many people i know speak like that (blunt and straight to the point) but like-- when i get even MILDLY inconvenienced, i will start swearing like i have a masters degree in cursing out you and your entire flippity flappity bloodline

So id imagine the contrast to be like--

Reader, chill: aether, we're supposed to be going that way, this is literally the wrong direction

Reader, stubbing their toe: oW FUCK SHIT TITS-- WHY HAVE THE GODS FORSAKEN ME SO-- I CAME OUT HERE, TO THIS POINT, TO THIS PLACE, HOPING AGAINST ALL HOPE AND DESPITE SIGNS AND PORTENDS SUGGESTING OTHERWISE THAT I MIGHT, SOMEHOW, FIND MYSELF HAVING A PLEASANT EXPERIENCE, AND YET, HERE I STAND, ALONE AGAINST THE WORLD, FEELING ASSAULTED, ATTACKED ON ALL FRONTS, NOT KNOWING MY ENEMY'S NAME NOR HIS FACE NOR WHETHER OUR BATTLE IS DONE--

(Yes this is the "i came out here to have a good time and im honestly feeling so attacked rn" post)

I can just imagjne the sHEER WHIPLASH-- like, this dude has been speaking in the "divine tongue" or whatever and then suddenly theyre immediately reverted to their "lowly mortal jargon" or something-- AHAHA

Or like-- if it just turns into a reeeeeally long string of curse words, everyone would probably be so scandalized or something lolllll

YES YESS PSPSPSPSPSPSSS COME TO ME ASKS, COME TO MY INBOX COME ! !

Anyway, with our sponsor's message out of the way,

Bless you for this 🙏 my pets are fed, my crops are watered, my skin is clear

✨️This is gorgeous, just a gorgeous idea ✨️

I LIVE for Teyvat being scandalized maidens from the Victorian era, gOD BLESS ITD BE WONDERFUL

Like our modern music?? Absolutely would give heart attacks, not even the most stoic of them would escape the blush

Esp with cussing pretty please i wish i could see the looks on their faces, they'd also probably blush at how creative it can get lmao

(daresay, maybe even impressed?)

oh the whiplash, its be so funny, every time. No one can keep up with you, you've got Teyvat linguists stumbling, the older beings cant understand you sometimes, the newer ones only understand you SOME of the time, and apparently most often? Only when you're cursing??

(I think various characters would find an ancient deity only deigning to speak their lang. when they gotta cuss smth out the funniest shit ever, like Venti, Itto, Cyno?, Diona, Hu Tao, Kaeya, maybe Kazuha, Lisa, Nahida probably would get a giggle, Rosaria, Heizou, Childe, Tighnari might like, be trying desperately to hold back a laugh but it's not working, Scaramouche/Wanderer, Xingqiu, Yae Miko would def commission a light novel for this, and Yelan - im so sorry i listed who exactly, this is so long ill stop, i just thought someone would like to see it 😭😭)

(I CAME OUT HERE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME AND IM HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED RN LMAO U MADE IT SO LONG AND FLUFFY THAT WAS PERFECT)

THANK YOU!! FOR THE ASK!! WHAT A LOVELY TIME!! COME BACK AGAIN!! WHENEVER!! :DD!!

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[milestonekestrel]

What's billy like in the CS au? I must know

yess… spreading my Billy propaganda…

(cw: brief vomiting mentions)

imagine, it is the 1970s. I’m pretty sure homosexuality was still considered a mental illness back then. you love a man. You aren’t supposed to, you know that. It’s worse because you’re parents would probably not care, because they don’t care about you. Not in any way that makes you feel human. You are like property to them. A cheap decoration. Anyways, you are in love. With two of your best and only friends, and they get together. You lash out, and end up hospitalized (and it’s not like you didn’t deserve it.. the things you said..). You love this man so much. But, you press charges. And this is basically the last you ever see of him. He’s gone, and you miss him, and you miss Suze, too, because she won’t talk to you. you are still angry, but the man you love comes back. You hear from Suze, who calls you at an ungodly hour, distressed and screaming and probably having forgotten how much she hated you. You hear that he’s half-dead and they won’t let her see him and the police are there. So you go. It’s late and you’re tired but none of that matters anymore. They won’t let you see him either. Suze is a wreck. The Police are looking to talk to him, too. You tell them to back off. You use your money, suppose it’s the only good thing you’re parents ever gave you, the one thing you can thank them for. You make the police back off. And you sit with Suze, worried out of your mind, wondering what could’ve happened. It’s bright when they say you can see him. You have to go one at a time. you wait again, this time in agonizing silence. You finally get to see him, but only after Suze has convinced them to let him go home. It´s not a happy reunion. Caz is a shell of himself. except, apparently, the one thing he fucking remembered, the one thing about him that is the same, is that he hates you.

You leave. You don´t want to be there anymore and at the same time you want to be with him more than anything. Recovery is long, and you aren´t a big part of it. He is all you can think about but its so.. weird between you two. Suze doesn´t much like you, either, but at least she talks to you. Caz isn´t one for pleasantries, he doesn´t try to hide it. You love him. he doesn't like you. You just want it to go back to normal. you start thinking it would´ve been better if he hadn´t comeback. because then maybe it would´ve faded, or started to hurt less, but now everytime you see him it comes back. with the force of bile, it resurfaces and it´s all you can think about it. You love Caz. you love him. you love him. you love him. and he hates you. he is not the same man from before, and he so plainly hates you. and you still love him.

so when Suze calls you, as she always does, at a simply unreasonable hour, you pick up the phone as soon as you can. you aren´t even fully awake, but here she is, talking like mad about ¨lights in the ocean¨ and ¨weird looking water¨ and ¨Ohjesuschristbillyithinkiaccidentallygavecazapanicattacksomething iswrong--¨ and you are there. you always are. even if it´s strange. even if you don´t feel human. even if you don´t want to be. Caz is predictable, but Cadal fucking isn´t. they´re hiding something, you and Suze can figure that out. You are dragged into what´s basically a conspiracy theory. Suze hasn´t been sleeping well, she doesn´t even look close to it. Caz still hates you. You don´t feel human anymore. but you are there. because you always are. You try to keep it all from Caz, Suze tells you it didn´t go very well the first time she brought up the ¨lights in the ocean¨ but he finds out anyway. you get more pictures, photos of the lights and.. and things, and he finds them. and all he can say when he looks at one of the pictures you found is: ¨..F-fuck.. that´s Addair..¨ and something is so, so alarmingly wrong with him after. you love him, and he doesn´t even hate you anymore. He doesn´t-- he´s terrified. frantic and scared and its so, so wrong. and you are starting to panic too, and Suze hasn´t been okay since so many months ago, when she called you in the middle of the night. but you are there.

Caz starts asking about ships. pictures. where they came from and when. you and Suze do your best. and then one night he is just gone. Run off in the middle of the night. and you are so damn lucky you and suze know where he´s going. he´s going somewhere far away, abandoned and isolated, to do something very dangerous.

and the thing is-- hes fucking right.

You get there and-- and there´s this fucking thing. This.. this monster! you love Caz. and this thing is trying to kill him. you don´t feel human, you don´t even feel like yourself when you grab the nearest plausible weapon and attack it. you just want Caz to be alright. you just want this fucking thing to get off him.

and you do. you knock it out and you.. you fucking throw up. its awful. and it used to be a human. you are terrified of it, especially when it wakes up and throws you off a ledge. especially when it starts to stalk you, Caz, and Suze through this building. especially when you start to realize that thing is not the only other body in the building. there are people... if.. if they can even be called that anymore. the´yre dead now. and it looks like maybe that was the merciful option. You are terrified and hurt and tired and you feel so, so sick. but you are there. because you are not letting caz and suze do this alone. if this-- this is fucking real. Caz was fucking right. he was always fucking right. he went through this once on the rig, that´s what he used to wail about. flesh that eats people...

you thought it impossible, then.

but here you are. all three of you. wildly outmatched and being hunted by some terrible monster. composed of dead people. and bent on killing each of you. you love caz and suze so much and they´re the only reason you can keep going.

and then you come up with a plan. Caz, strangely, seems to be acting with more clarity than he ever did before. he tells you Addair is dead, but his body.. he must´ve absorbed other people when they fished him out of the ocean, and now it´s not even him anymore, but at the same time it is. but, he tells you addair drowned. he tells you a lot of people drowned on the rig, and they stayed dead because no one could get to them. so the plan is to trap addair in one of the water tanks, and then lock it away. so he stays dead this time. and all three of you start acting remarkably normal, even if you don´t feel it.

and then.. and then addair gets you. something is so, so wrong in your head. it hurts.. god.. jesus christ it fucking hurts! it feels like something is trying to push your eyes out of your skull. you throw up again, and you almost do it a third time, but Caz is there. you love him, and he´s comforting you. he knows what this is like, and hes begging you to please, please stay. he´s pleading with you to fight it.

so you do. it doesn´t go away. everything hurts. but you dont end up like... like addair. or any of the other people in the building. and you keep fighting it. because caz and suze need you. and you.. you need them. you need them so bad it hurts. you tell suze to keep away, so she doesn´t get infected (or-- wh- whatever..) too.

well. it doesnt last long, anyway. you are all infected. she´s much better at hiding it than you. she hides a lot. you think that, vaguely, you are running out of time. Caz decides to be bait for addair. you let him. you have no better solution.

it works. you get addair out onto a little catwalk above the tank, and, with Caz´s help. you start to flood it. the water is strange. beyond being old it´s... it´s no right. thats it. its not right. you don´t have time to think about it. you are scared and the infection pulses in and out likes waves. it hurts. you love ca, and he´s...

he´s going to fucking kill himself.

He breaks the catwalk, but he can´t jump off in time, and both him and Addair go crashing down into the tank. all you can do is stand on your little platform and stare. until Suze demands you do something. you love caz. it hurts. but you lead her down there anyway. and when she tells you to lift up some debris, you fucking do it. and when she dives into the flooding tank, you don´t say anything. and it is long. it is a terribly long time that she´s underwater. and you wonder if they are both going to die down there. ans you wonder if you´d even want to survive that.

you love caz. you love suze. and that´s why you maintain the opening, even as something starts to hurt. even as it starts to burn, bad. even as you start to have to fight to keep your eyes open. you hold it open until Suze comes up, dragging Caz with her. they are both alive, and shaken, and cold and hurt. but they´re okay. and you are there with them, as they stare at the water.

Addair does not come up. you can only assume it worked.

the water is still rising, and you... you don´t feel alright. it reaches your ankles, and thats when Suze gets up and starts to leave. You drop the debris, but you are not okay. something is wrong in your head. in your body. it hurts, where you aren´t numb.

but you feel human. the most you have in a while. because you are telling him. you love him, and he catches you when you can´t stand up anymore. you love him, and he holds you as you say it. you love him.. and you are sorry. and he knows, now. and you feel human. you feel alright.

and then.. and then you can´t feel anything anymore.

and then you wake up. and Caz and Suze are still with you. and the doctors tell you you have lost the function in one of your arms, but you are going to be alright. you feel alright, too.

you are told to keep an eye on each other. you are all injured. you all went through this together. and you all need to watch each other. make sure none of you is suffering anything the doctors can´t see. watching for anything, anything weird or wrong. and you do. the three of you, you stay together. you look out for eachother. they help you get used to having one arm you can´t move.

and you. Billy. you feel human. you are recovering and you are so, so tired, but you are there. because they need you. you love caz, and suze, and they love you too.

[peachieflame]

Do you have any ither zukka fic recs? I’ve been trying to discover some new good ones:)

Yess I love giving recs! A little warning tho, all the fics Im gonna mention are more than 5k+ words long cause I don't like short one-shots and a lot of them are multi-chaptered with over 40k+ words. Also I'll update this as I read and discover more faves!

Expand to see the list cause its long....

Lighthouse Beam: Sokka’s breathtakingly beautiful and he’s smart and makes other people laugh. Zuko has a half-burnt face and a deaf ear. It’s not rocket science. Or, Zuko falls in love with the boy in his Philosophy class.

🍑: I really like college/highschool AUs and even more zukka fics where Sokka is actually described to be smart. Sokka is one of the smartest characters in the whole show Idk why he's been branded as a dumb, dense character by the fandom. Anyways, loved that this fic had Zuko being the one to fall first as-well.

In the Soft Light: As the newly appointed cultural liaison to Northern Water Tribe, Zuko is the first Fire Nation Citizen to step foot inside the city's walls in nearly a century. He's determined to prove himself—to the Fire Lord and to his father—even if the Water Tribe's spirit-touched prince seems to want nothing to do with him. Or Moon Spirit Sokka AU.

🍑: Enjoy this authors' writing style, really engages me in the story. Also ahhhh fanfic based on my moon spirit Sokka... im very grateful 😭. I didn't include this one in an ask about moon spirit sokka au cause I hadnt known about it at the time but now I reread it whenever I can.

7 Things We Did (and Probably Shouldn't Have): How Zuko and Sokka collided through ill advised means—or approximately seven (7) acts—is beyond them. In just a year, they will trudge through the unorthodox conquests of youth (see #2: The Late Acquisition of 2 gallons of Arizona Peach Iced Tea) or capitalist schemes (#5: Bought A $4,550 Jacuzzi). But how they manage to Allow Aang to Become Vegan (#1), Host The Mr. Teen Universe Contest (#7) and, um, Set The Classroom on Fire—Again (#6) to eventually fall for each other, is still a mystery to them.

🍑: Although this one hasn't been updated in almost a year, the 2 chapters that are posted is some of the most fun I've had reading a fanfic! I admire the coding put into it so that it has a creative, unique structured. Also cute little things like the scrap paper or the scrollable email box (which blew my mind when I first saw it, I didn't even know it was possible to code something like that) just engaged me more in the writing.

Kiss Me To Just Shut Me Up: Zuko proffers the card, and Sokka takes it, their fingers brushing. Sokka tries to cover up the way he shivers at the contact by turning the card over and squinting at the text written on the front. Zuko Sozin. Tattoo Artist. The Jasmine Dragon. A single dragon curls around the characters in red ink. — There's a new tattoo and piercing shop on Ember Island Beach.

🍑: Oh beau... you're so multitalented. This was the fanfic I was recommending to everyone that bought a zukka print from me at cons like I had no shame I just wanted everyone to read Beau's amazing work. And you all should read it if you havent yet.

Five Times Zuko Wanted to Die (and One Time He Didn't): “Sorry about that,” the voice says, and suddenly the curtain has been pushed aside, and Zuko is speechless. “What can I help you with?” He stares. “Um— ” The boy has to be around his age, he’s sure of it. He’s got the most perfect tan face Zuko has ever seen, with blue eyes so brilliant it’s hard to form words. Or the college-age AU in which Sokka fixes watches, Zuko struggles through engineering, and everyone's nervous about the cute boy from the jewelry shop.

🍑: Modern settings fics that aren't like cafe/barista AUs are kind of hard to find (or at least ones that I like cause im picky) so I was surprised to see this one! Again it's an enjoyable fic where Zuko is smitten first and Sokka is not written as dumb. I also remember wanting to draw fan art (one of the scenes) so maybe I'll go dig that sketch up and finish it.

At the Top of the World: Zuko is sent in disgrace to Alaska's Northern coast to ensure nothing stands in the way of Sozin Oil Company’s new offshore drilling project. He is willing to do whatever it takes to make his father see he’s worthy, even if it means fighting against the one person he's met who actually seems to give a damn about him.

🍑: I'll never shut up about this fic, its beautifully written, well paced and realistic characterizations. As an Indigenous person this fanfic tackled Indigenous struggles better than any other fanfics I've read so far and it shows the author did their research. ATLA fandom tends to sweep aside Katara and Sokka's indigenous identity a lot. It's even more frustrating when most fics acknowledge colonialism and racism and yet brush aside Indigenous discussions or theory because they're either scared of touching the topic or don't care. Even fics that do mention their Indigenity is brushed aside with surface level discussions you can tell the author is just parroting from whatever twitter thread they skimmed. Im definitely not saying that fanfic should be an educator for social political issues or that it should be written in a way that it could replace theory for whoever stumbles upon it. Im just baffled that so many authors will mention colonialism only to explore it's effects on Zuko and not the actual Indigenous characters.......... that's all.

[writeforfandoms]

aaa i havent made one of these in a very long time :( i havent been doing great BUT i have been keeping up with all of your updates!!! AND YOU DESERVE THE WORD SPAM OF APPRECIATION so I am PULLING MYSELF UP BY MY BOOTSTRAPS BECAUSE when i say i deVOURED the new zombie apocalypse fic holy FUCKK it was so good he brought her yarn:(( i bawled hes so sweet I LOVED HOW COMFORTABLE AND FLUFFY THAT WHOLE FIC WAS. AND YOU>??? WROTE IT SO FAST?? insane. 

AND NEW RUN WILD!!! A TREAT!??!?!!!! A TREAT FOR ME!!!?!??! EEEEEE OUEUGUYEEEGEHEHEHEHEHE you made my week im not even going to lie i grinned so wide when i saw

SHES AVOIDING THEM :((( NOOOOOO she’s kinda real for that though me too girl me too

WOW OKAY I CANT BELIEVE HE JUST INTERRUPTS HER ROUTINE LIKE THAT LLLL BOOOO so RUDE TO OUR GIRL (jk) 

Awwwwww Konig bad at recon ehhehehehhhehehehe ough that’s cute HELP THEY’RE DOING THE WEIRD CAREFUL DANCE OF COURTSHIP SHE IS NOT PICKING IT UP PLSSSSSSS IM CRYING SHES SO CONFUSED SHES SO AHAHAUAKAKKAKAKAKA 

The mice :(((( FREE THEM sobbing (lol imagine she’s allowed to go back for them and finds them all dead- I NEED TO STOP) OHHH I LOVE HOW THEY’RE BEING MORE TOUCHY yess pls my girl is touch starved and so am I LMFSIUDF HIEJWODFR AWWW HE’S ACCEPTING HER FUSSING CUZ HE SAW HOW SHE TOOK THE REJECTION THE LAST TIME :(((( OUGHH FIFUHRFIUEFROFW AND SHES SO SCARED OF COMING BETWEEN THEM :(( SHE TELLS HIM RIGHT AWAY KONIG GAVE HER GIFT CRYING I love her girl said I am NOT a homewrecker good for her HDUWIJDQWEFRHKF SHES SO FUNNY FOR THAT THO SHES SO REAL

“What do you need in the pack room?” Her answer being nothing what if I cried she’s so just like me fr she doesn’t KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS/NEEDS IM SOBBING? SHES SO CONVINCED SHE’S NOT WANTED SHES SO INSECURE mood PLEASE SOMEONE HUG HER where is Logan a Logan should exist in every fic he would fix things “Then we’ll figure it out” I teared up fr stop :( ill cry HE’S SHOWING HER SHE’S HERE TO STAY WHAT IF I THREW UP?? HURLED?? CRIED??? AOUGHHH the hurt in the hurt comfort is hurting the slow burn (its not even that slow im just bouncing up and down impatiently but medium burn just doesn’t hit the same) is BURNING and im EATING IT UPPPP thank you for doing it again and giving us full course 5 star meals to enjoy I hope you’re doing good today and everyday love and appreciate you sm thank you for the incredible content <3333

-🦄

Noooooo I hope you're feeling better!!! Please take care of yourself, rest if you can, stay hydrated, all of that. 💖

Her hee thank youuuuuuuuu! Johnny is so sweet when he wants to be. And you know his mum gave him a nudge in the right direction too lol. The best thing you can get a yarn crafter is more yarn. Especially during a zombie apocalypse when you can't exactly pop down to the store to buy more.

Hee hee mink is having some Feelings and she is not sure how to handle them. These two are not making it easy on her. The courtship they're trying is careful and slow and intricate, especially since they're a bonded pair.

I knew that line would get you! Her answering "nothing" then "I don't know" to what she needs. Mwahaha. I loved writing that. Mink has shoved down what it is to be a shifter to keep herself safe, and now that she has a pack again and space to be a shifter, she's struggling. Poor thing. I should make things easier on her.

Or not. 😈

Thank you darling!! I was so excited to get this ask from you. I hope you're feeling better, and remember to rest and take care of yourself! 💖💖

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

im gonna combUst aaaa i have so many wuestions abt dtar wars so ill send them in 1 ask

what's carls role?

What's Markus's role? Norths? Simons? Joshs? (i personally think itd be badass if north was an assassain turned rebel or something similar to Ventress clone wars, or the Jericrew is like the Bad Batch)

does todd play a part in the AU with karas story?

do connor and markus meet?

i think it'd be a cool plot twist if amanda waz like Admiral Thrawn, only force-sensitive and fully capable of weilding the Dark Saber, and she has to fight Nines and Connor, easily overpowering them until DUN DUN DUN.... queue Hank with Elijah, Amanda's former Padawan and essentially Walmart Anakin but actually smart and able to handle his emotions. And together, the four overpower Amanda and defeat her. They don't kill her, instead she kills herself by stabbing herself in the gut with her own saber, as she'd rather die than betray the Empire.

ohhhh yess you let's go!!

Carl is a Senator in the senate or works as a diplomat for one of the Inner Rim planets. He does what he can to make sure the Empire doesn't have complete rule over the galaxy's citizens but he recognizes that there's only so much an old man can do for an abandoned democracy. His role becomes like that of Mon Mothma's in Andor. Keeping up a facade of an old and naive man who's actions don't gain much traction in the Senate but is actually supporting the Rebellion and is trying to do his part in reclaiming a free galaxy once again. Once his he hears that his old aide has been spotted working for the Rebellion, his efforts double and he takes a 'personal leave' some time before the completion of the first Death Star and then drops off the grid. Markus worries as he has not heard news of Senator Manfred for some time but his worries are laid to rest when he walks into the hangar one day to find Carl already waiting for him there.

I LOVE the idea of the Jericrew being like the Bad Batch!! That'd be AWESOME!! I picture Markus starting off as a Rebel cell leader and then the bigger and more dangerous their missions become he gains more trust and traction in the Rebellion. Soon enough he becomes one of it's Captains and he has a whole battalion assigned to him. He is Jericho Four - North is the kick-ass muscle of the group. Grew up on the streets and won't hesitate to cut a bitch. North having a story similar to Ventress is super fucking cool and i love that. Don't have much story in mind for her right now, it's still up in the air but im open to suggestions! At one point tho she and Chloe get together. Not sure how. She is Jericho Two -Josh is the tech support. For the most part, grew up in a normal family but experienced the War just like everyone else. Times were hard and he believed that he just had to wait it out and then everything would be better. If only he could hold on a little longer in peace and silent resolute strength, then it would be alright. But he learned the hard way that standing by and doing nothing wasn't going to achieve the changes he wanted to see. He still refuses to pick up a blaster or any weapon really, but is not against self defense. He prefers to offer support and stay out of the line of fire. He is Jericho Three -And Simon is the Jack of All Trades. He has little information here and there about the most random of topics and it's not until later that Markus finds out that he used to be a tutor/study aide for a high class family on Mandalore. Which is how he knows so much stuff. It makes Markus fall in love a little bit more. He is Jericho One

I have no big plans for Todd in this au. At most he'd probably be a side character who pushes the plot forward, somewhere in Kara's story and will probably pop up at one point in Connor's. But again for plot reasons.

Do Connor and Markus meet???.............. .......possibly who's to say??

AND DAAAaaaaammmnnn that'd be one hell of a story! I'd certainly read that!! And my dude, if you got any ideas for a Star Wars au as well i would LOVE to hear it!! And Amanda would fall on her own saber. She would do it to also be petty and try to give one last traumatic memory to Nines and Connor before going out. It's what she'd want. (bitch)

[aarrraaaavvvvv]

Well, it's 4:48 am, Ive written like half of the story. I came up with the idea of the story just coz I was horny and imagining stuff but as I started writing it, it ended up becoming much more than a sex story. I haven't started writing the sex part yet, so I decided to just end this part, like it does and the people who are interested in just the sex part can go to the next part.

And if you're actually interested to read this story, go ahead you cute little human....OH BY THE WAY, this is the first story that I'm ever writing.

So here we go,

I've always been kind to him and he's always been just too avoidant. The feelings are clearly mutual but once it was just too much, i took a step back. If he gets his mind in the right place and finally learns how to swallow his pride, then good, or I can find someone else who does.

After a month of not talking to each other, he finally calls me up on a random day. It was the start of the vacation after the mid-semester exams. It was a cloudy day, i was feeling good about my hair, the air was cool just like the tall glass of iced coffee I was sipping. I see his name pop up on my phone, shocked, but i pick it up calmly. There's 3 seconds of silence before...

Him : Hi

I sense the nervousness in his voice. Its kinda cute ngl.

Me : hiieee

Him : Umm, h- how're you ?

Me : Well I'm good, the weathers good as well, exactly how I like it. It's a good day.

Him : Yeah I know you love this kind of weather. Ummm did your exams go well ?

Me : Yeah they did actually, i actually studied this time which is kinda surprising but yeah I feel good about it.

Him : I'm glad.

I can hear him smiling

Me : You sound nervous, are you okay ?

This makes him even more nervous.

Him : Yeah in fine, totally. I'm not nervous. Noo.

Me : Cool.

Him : Well, the weather's good and i thought maybe we can go out today ? Are you free right now ?

Me : Umm, right now ?

Him : Yess right now !!

Me : Well yeah I'm free right now, are you taking me out on a date ?

Him : NO I'm not asking you out on a date, I'm just asking if you wanna go out with me.

Me : Okay, where are you taking me ?

Him : Well, idk if you remember but we always talking about going to that lake together, so we can go there today.....the weather's good too.

Me : Ofcourse I remember that. Sure, we can go there. Just let me know when and where are we supposed to meet and I'll be there.

Him : How about we meet there directly at the lake ?

Me : okay sure.

Him : Well ill be there in like 90 minutes and you live close to there so start your journey accordingly. I'll be there at 4:30.

Me : okay done.

Him : Okay, see you soon.

I hang up. I resume sipping my coffee, keep it down on the table and as i gradually start processing what just happened, the sudden wave of thoughts starts kicking in. I'm actually very happy how he finally reached out, I had lost all my hopes of getting in touch with him ever again but he proved me wrong and as i realise the kind of thoughts I'm having, I try to stop myself.

"nope"

"stop expecting so much"

"it's just a cassual meeting don't have such high hopes"

I've been dissappointed by this guy so much so many times but love makes us stupid and we always go back to having that false hope. But not this time, I'll go see him with the lowest expectations I've ever had, it'll just be like a first date with any other guy i meet on Grindr, even though a part of me will be hoping for him to be like i always wanted him to be, treat me nicely, like a fucking boyfriend.

This is the never ending cycle of thoughts I was expecting while I get finish my coffee in a hurry, take a shower, get ready with the best outfit my not-so-fashionable ass can come up with, and start my journey to the lake.

As I start walking, I recieve a text from him- "I just checked on Google maps, my bus will be there in like 30 minutes".

"Guess I'll have to wait for him", I think to myself as i react to that message with a "👍🏽". It's only fair though, since I'm always the late comer on our previous dates, he's the one showing up late this time.

I reach there, wait for him sitting by the waters. I start listening to the playlist of songs he once made me, even though we stopped talking, i still listen to the playlist and both of us keep adding songs to it every now and then. I recieve a text from him, "I've reached, where are you?".

I playfully reply with, "find me". I KNOW he would be pissed off with this but i do it anyway 😂. After a couple of minutes a pair of hands rudely takes out my earphones from my ears, I turn back and it's him. He stands in front of me, looking cute as hell, with those curly hair covering his forehead and a nervous smile on his face. His lips look sooooo bitable right now but i control my urges and stand up to nervously say hi to him with the creepiest of smiles i could ever come up with. We greet each other and start walking and just having awkward conversations for a while, for a shocking change, he breaks the ice this time and says that it's really good to see me again. I smile and continue walking. His hand brushes with mine as we walk. There's an ice cream shop on at the lake and as we pass by it, i smile and move towards it. He follows me to the shop. While I'm looking at the flavours he says, " let me buy you an ice-cream today". I just stare at him in silence coz it's very new to me, it's always me spending money on others. But since he's been a total bitch to me in the past toh I let him. We both continue walking which ice creams in our hands and on our way back we sit by the water to see the sunset. As we finish our ice creams, the silence becomes awkward again. He nervously puts his hand on mine while I look at a cute cat sleeping by the waters. I look at him and just smile.

Me : I'm glad we met.

Him : same pinch

I feel a little bad as he still hasn't taking about anything i have been wanting him to talk about, he hasn't apologized even once. But i calm myself down and just decide to go with the flow.

Me : Im kinda surprised how you came all the way here just to meet me.

Him : Ughhh, i was just getting bored at home and wanted some time away from my neighbours. My flatmates are all gone for the vacation so it's just me at the flat. I thought I'll have some peace but my neighbour kept bugging me. I had to get out of that place.

Me : Oh, so you're just getting bored that's why you met me.

Him : No it's not that, I wanted to meet you.

Me : yeah whatevs.

Him : Well, i came all the way here to meet you. Maybe you can go back with me to return the favour?

He says with a smirk...

Me : Are you serious ?

Him : Yeah why not? I'd rather be annoyed by you than my gross neighbour.

Me : Well even i wouldnt mind some time away from my annoying cousins.

He smiles and tightens his grip on my hand, we get up and start retreating to his home as it gets darker.

We sit together in the bus, holding hands, he rests his head on my shoulder. Both of us are nervous as fuck but we're just letting our hormones control us. I want it, but i don't want it at the same time. This is wierd, ughhh what if this is all just platonic ?

Songs :

Skinny Dipping - Sabrina Carpenter

Mine(Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift

Electric Touch - Taylor Swift

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

As I've learned from watching House M.D. clips, it's never lupus lol

Let her feel it Shaun lol

Ayy yeah Jared and Asher on her side :D

AW she's so cute I love her

And like me fr honestly xD

Oop?

Nah I bet it's something that shouldn't be there

Hmm gallstone?

OOP o.o

Is that a needle, just not yours?

Wire o.o

Ohh the barbecue :OO

I mean I don't remember but xd

Yeeah those brushes! Wild o.o

Hmm yeah he did get slapped in the head lol

Yeah tell her good job :)

She wants it from Shaun though doesn't she xd

Shaunnn xd

Hmm a magnet?

Also with the other scene good thing the thing they did worked :D (the one before this)

Glassman you do have to be professional though xd

And do work like you're playing pool right now lol

Steve being there too xD

Yeeah I mean Lim can't do all of it lol

Lim insulting him to Steve XDD

Ope? What are we doing again

OPE O.O

Oohhh right it's a magnet :O

OHHHH :O

One stuck up there!!!

Where was it?

Ohh tonsils :F

Ahh and the nerve and stuff :O :D!! That's wild :)

Nice job y'all :DD!!

Yeah it is cool :))

Lol yeah those wire brushes are not it xD

What's this thing with this butcher lol o.o desperate to find out later (when I watch the beginning) xD

Ahh they're like his brothers :'))

LOL this is very pointed at Asher right now xD not on purpose from the guy but yk

Certainly a hmmm 👀👀 ain't that interesting moment though xD

I mean you don't HAVE to do dangerous stuff for the people you love that's not the lesson here lol

But yeah doing what they enjoy sometimes :'))

XD Jared's look at Asher

We knew it was coming lol

Take it to heart Asher!

Meanwhile Dom just standing here: :)

Oop now's the time Jerome's going!!

Asherrrr go to!!

I bet he will :)

AAAHHHHHHH AW KISS 🥰🥰🥰❤️!!! My lovelies <33

AAAHHHHH YES go :DD!!

Awww slay 🥰🥰

Awww Dom it's okay :'((

You're trying your best dude and you're doing great <33

AWW Park :'))) see this is what makes him a good teacher <3

I mean it's not the only way to do it but with Park it works well :)

AWWWWW 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ the hug :'))

:'OO Morgan watching!!

Aww :'))

Yeah girl you want that man as the father of your child lol

:OOO AAHHHH WE GET TO SEE THE PARTY!!!

I'm so excited omgosh

Wait why is this gonna be hilarious lol :D

Ahh so a niece

Is she gonna say Asher too :))

AWW 🥰🥰

:DD Ooh a sports team sweatshirt!! AW :))

:'OO IS SHE GONNA HUG ASHER TOO

YES DO IT DO IT

AAAHHHHHH AWWWW YESS :'DDD :))

This is so cute my gosh

Lol I'm assuming that's the niece's dad, so a brother xD and he seems to support another team slfhdjs

Not gonna lie realistic dad-child banter lol

:'OOO ASHER BEING ALL INCLUDED STOP 😭😭💔❤️❤️ I'M NOT OKAY

AAWWWWW THE LITTLE HANDSHAKE THING!!!

STOP I AM SO NOT OKAY 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

That was the most adorable thing ever

Like the whole scene, I loved that so much <333

Just thinking about Asher leaving his family behind and not having that for years and finally he's remembering what it's like :')) I am not okay thank you very much <33

Ill :D <3 (ill)

Oop Charlie! Hey girl :D

Aww she's so sweet :)) I'm kind of assuming she's trying to get in his good graces but yk lol

Okay nice we're being chill so far :)

Okay but pushy girl but fair xD

Fair to want rude to ask but yk

Okay listen I'm scared because the more emotional dramatic moments from the promo haven't happened yet so idk if this'll stay going good

UH OH

Shaun o.o

That's not what she wants is it? She wants to be a surgeon right?

Yup o.o

SHAUNNN YOU'RE LITERALLY DOING TO HER WHAT THEY DID TO YOU!!

Stoppp 😭😭😭💔

I don't deserve this <3

Honeyy :((

She just wants to be like you Shaun 😭😭😭

Poor girlie 😭😭

She doesn't deserve this Shaun >:(

It's not your job to decide what she can do, job wise I mean

She's not you!! She's herself!! And she can be a surgeon!!

Gosh 😭😭

Hey again y'all xd

Must everyone always be arguing xd like always some pair lol, over several episodes

Especially these two ngl lol

You'll survive it xd

Ope o.o Charlie :(

Ahh they're gonna see and see that neither of their advice worked lol

Ope honey D:

This makes me so sad :(( <3

Honey 😭😭😭

[oikadori]

VAL VAL VAL VAL pls can u maybe do more of the zoom call thing w leaving the camera on w oikawa, atsumu & bokuto ILL ADAGHAAJAK I LOVE IT <3

LEAVING THEIR CAMERA ON WHILE BEING SOFT WITH THEIR S/O PART III

⇢ includes: oikawa, atsumu, bokuto| PART I | PART II

⇢ genre// cw: fluff , f!reader // suggestive, atsumu is more teasing than soft sksksksk

⇢ wc~ 1K

a/n : YESS YESS I’LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU BBY sksksks i’m glad you like them I have so much fun writing them to be honest!

reblogs are v v cute 

“You look so pretty like that.”

Oikawa’s voice comes from the corridor that leads to your room. He is carrying his sport bag as he shoots a cheeky smile in your direction.

“You mean, when I’m clueless about what is the lecture about?” you scoff after you had deactivated your mic and camera. Rising an eyebrow and pointing at your laptop’s screen where is your teacher talking, you lock eyes with the setter.

“Yeah, exactly when you are completely clueless―”, he chuckles, dropping his bag on the floor with a soft thud before walking towards you, “―it makes me feel smart”

You roll your eyes before he wraps his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling his nose against your cheek and leaving a trail of kisses over your skin, his fluffy hair tickling your neck, drawing giggles out of you.

“I’m still in class, Tooru” you say in between giggles as he covers your face in sloppy kisses.

“But I’ve missed you!”

“We saw each other an hour ago!”

“And your point is?”, he quirks an eyebrow before burying his face in your neck, making you chuckle even harder than before.

“You are an adorable couple, but class is not over yet!”

Your boyfriend freezes, chocolate orbits opening wide, mouth still latched at your skin as he lifts his gaze to face your teacher.

“Shit”, you choke out before desperately searching for the buttons that truly deactivated your mic and camera. Oikawa’s cheeks are a light pink as he lets out a nervous chuckle, straightening up before rubbing his nape.

“Sorry!”

“Oikawa-san~”, A bunch of female voices come out of the speakers and you automatically roll your eyes.

Regaining his confident self, he shows them his charm, smiling as he makes his trademark peace sign, causing the girls to sigh dreamily. But before they can admire your boyfriend any longer, you finally press the right button.

Oikawa immediately pouts, making you frown as he clings again onto your neck, whining.

“What?!”

“You could have showed me off a little more!”

“Doll I need ya!”

Atsumu whines, sitting in front of his desk, dropping his head back on the chair as he looks at your figure across the room.            

“I’m busy” you say not even sparing him a glance, putting a frown on his dark brows. You keep reading your book on his bed as the setter squints his eyes at you, “You are in class anyways.”

“But I have my camera off, we aren’t doing much!”, you lift your gaze, finding his hazel orbits begging at you. You sigh, standing up and taking long steps in his direction.

“What do you want ‘Tsumu?”

“Make me company! Sit on my lap, doll”, he pats his thigh with a sneaky smirk that had you frowning.

You try to gaze at the laptop to make sure there are no unexpected viewers but Atsumu quickly grips your waist pulling you onto his lap, making you grunt.

“There we go, god, you are very prickly!”

“What did you say?” you shriek, pushing his arms away to stand up when a cute laugh slips past his mouth as he tightens the grip on your waist, leaning closer to your face.

“Sorry, sorry,but you look so cute when you are angry”, a teasing grin swirls on the corner of his lips as he erases the distance between you, eyes softening as you pout.

And before you can say something else, he captures your lips, silencing any of your further complains. Your hands travel to his neck, instinctively caressing the back of his head.

“Miya―”

“SO, THIS IS THE REASON WHY I CAN’T BE IN MY OWN ROOM?!”, Osamu interrupts the teacher, his brows bowing up in surprise across the screen as the kitchen counter acts as background. You tense up as Atsumu’s chuckles resonate against your lips.

“You wanted to get caught, don’t you?”

Atsumu’s eyes blink for a moment, staring at your warm face before cupping your chin as his free hand squeezes your hip.

“Not really, but it’s a bonus they got to see how lucky I am”

“Kou, I can feel you staring, you know?”

Bokuto jumps from the small gap he left while opening the door, attempting to sneak silently into your room. You press the keyboard mindlessly, too tired to make sure your camera is actually off as you turn to face Fukorodani’s captain.

“I wanted to surprise you!”, he confesses, thick eyebrows falling but just as quick his eyes shine as he moves his hands excitedly, “I found this cool movie and―

“Kou, I’m sorry but I have to finish this group project first” you point at your laptop where your classmates are yelling at each other before smiling faintly at him,

Bokuto’s face contorts as he sees the way you squeeze your nose bridge with closed  eyes. He moves behind you before leaning down to plant a soft kiss on top of your head,

“Babe, you need to rest too”

“But―”

His big hands travel to your shoulders, putting some pressure on your muscles, giving you a so needed massage that had you letting out quite sighs.

“Feels good?”, he coos, smiling as he hears your cute sounds with each movement of his thumbs over your skin. You lean your head to the side, so your cheek rubs the outside of his palm, making Bokuto blush as he laughs softly.

“Hey, Y/N, are you falling asleep?!!”

One guy says from the laptop, smirking teasingly at the ace, causing your eyes to flutter open and your cheeks to burn realizing you’ve been observed all this time.

“She was finally relaxing, dude!” Bokuto says, frowning, as the other one chuckles in the background. He stands by your side before spinning your chair, so you face him.

“Kou?”

Without a word, he carries you Koala style, completely ignoring your classmates complains from your laptop. His face turns to the side, kissing your cheek as his strong arms hold you tightly against his bulky body.

“Sorry gorgeous but you are taking a nap right now!”

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[lost-in-jessiland]

Jeff From Omegle

You're now chatting with a random stranger. 

You: hey

Stranger: Hi

You: whats up

Stranger: M 19

Stranger: Im fine

Stranger: U ?

You: sweet I'm a woman and I'm 10 years older than you. hows life kid?

Stranger: Eh well im growing up

You: how so?

You: I need life advice

Stranger: Feels like life ahead is gonna be hard

Stranger: From me

Stranger: Okay shoot

Stranger: I will try

You: just like what do you mean by growing up? I feel like i need to grow up

You: but what is growing up lol

Stranger: Im figuring it out lol 😅

Stranger: U tell me

You: okay fine, do you work? lol

Stranger: Nope Student

You: major?

Stranger: Electrical

Stranger: Engineering

You: oh so what do those guys do? lol fix laptops or build rockets?

Stranger: Nah Just build system which keeps flow of electricity

You: like what lol

Stranger: Yupp thats true

Stranger: Its sucks

You: it sounds hard lol

You: i didnt go to college

Stranger: Oh

Stranger: Hey can ask u something

You: yeah always

Stranger: A relationship advice

You: okay hit me

Stranger: Are u married ?

You: no lmao

Stranger: Okay

Stranger: When do i know i found that person

You: when you've seen someone at their worst but still think they are amazing. still think they are beautiful.

You: not like grumpy morning, i mean pressures on, balls to the wall at their worst.

Stranger: Damn Wow thats some very mature stuff there

You: haha well thanks

Stranger: Thanks for enlightening me

Stranger: Lol

You: oh i do my best

You: ill be here all week

You: $.25 enlightenments

You: just need ur social security and moms maiden name and I can enlighten your day!

Stranger: 😂😂😂

Stranger: Ur funny

Stranger: Hey u wanna ask something ?

You: thanks. thats my strong suit

You: and whats that young grasshopper

Stranger: U said before u needed a advice

You: nope I just need advice on life. like omg I am a mess

You: you have no idea little one. stay in school and get a good job. find you a beautiful, loyal hunny and settle down lol

You: parties are bogus

You: lol can you build a time machine?

Stranger: Man feels like u had a hard past

You: absolutely not

You: My life aint tragic, thank you for askin

Stranger: Ohh

You: yeah lmao I a mess is all

Stranger: How so

You: omg lemme tell you what

Stranger: Is it a relationship ?

You: what? no? lol its the wrinkles

You: men don't rule girl world lol

You: if youre a smart girl

Stranger: Ohhhh

You: yeaaaaaaaaa

You: is u a virgin?

Stranger: Ahh

Stranger: Well yup

You: i'm sorry grasshopper, but maybe you do a party

You: get out there and put ur dick in something

You: male female it dont matter just perferrably human

Stranger: Well that's the plan

Stranger: 😂😂

Stranger: Ur funny

You: again thank you

Stranger: When did u lost ur Virginity

You: psshy

You: I was 17

You: blow jobs werent enuf anymore

Stranger: Damn

You: after a year I had to give it up

You: or this slut Robbi was gonna steal him

You: her name is ROBBI thats a boys name who sleeps with a chick named after a dude

You: i bet robbi would sleep with you

Stranger: Hahaha 😂

You: for free too

Stranger: Oh thanks thats a very generous offer there

You: shes like a year younger than i am

You: tho she has had twins

You: but hey find a wall and stick to my friend

Stranger: Where u from

Stranger: Us ?

You: the great united states

You: wby

You: you seem like a canadian

Stranger: Israel

You: omg

You: whyyyy

Stranger: Im original from Europe

You: i thought you were cool

You: ughhh Jeff, can I call you Jeff?....Jeff this sucks

You: why Jeff why?

Stranger: 😂😂

Stranger: Yeah go for it

You: Listen Jefffffff

You: dont hack my computer okay

You: I have lots of sick porn you dont wanna see

You: and some pretty awesome cat pics too

You: my cats are awesome'

You: Jeff you would love them

Stranger: I love cats

You: Captain Kush and New Jack are their names

You: they are the best things ever

Stranger: Wow

You: but if you get close they will claw you

You: cause they only like americans

Stranger: Cats are the most cuttest and adorable animal on this planet

You: they are racist cats

You: :/

Stranger: 😂

Stranger: Yeah is that so

You: oh yess

You: if you wear your head cover, they will make sure to rip it to shreds'

You: they wanna see your forhead

You: they get sus when they cant see ur forehead

Stranger: I can imagine that

You: yeah

Stranger: Lol

You: do you like foreheads

You: jeff do u like forheads

Stranger: Yup

Stranger: Its a kink or something lol

You: foreheads are your kink

You: jeff are you lying to me

You: jeff dont lie to me

You: we have a history jeff

You: listen jeff

Stranger: Sup

You: dont lie about kinks

You: those are serious stuff

Stranger: Whats ur ?

You: huh?

Stranger: Im kidding

Stranger: U don't have to answer

You: you didnt ask me anything Jeff

You: Try google translate that shit is legit

Stranger: Ok

You: whats ur ? Jefffffah

You: ?????????????

Stranger: Hmmm

Stranger: Idk

You: whatever Jeff

You: You can Call me other Jeff

You: okay

You: Jeff?

Stranger: Hey other jeff

You: thats my kink

Stranger: Wtf 😂

Stranger: Wow

You: what is other Jeff wearing

You: ;)

Stranger: U asking me ?

You: yeah what am I (other Jeff) wearing when you picture other Jeff?

Stranger: Wait a min

Stranger: Its confusing

You: okay anyting for Jeff

Stranger: Im jeff

Stranger: Lets call u Larry

You: yes and I am other Jeff

You: no

You: thats not sexy

You: I AM OTHER JEFF

Stranger: Okay fine

Stranger: Haha

You: ;)

You: yessss

You: that makes other Jeff happy

You: and horny

You: happy horny other Jeff

Stranger: U horny ?

You: other Jeff is so horny for Jeff

You: thinking about sweating forheads while Jeff thinks of what to say next makes me wanna wipe it off with my hand and make Jeff lick it off of other Jeff's hand.

You: then you can lick the sweat off of other Jeff's forehead

Stranger: Man that's Gross

You: you

You: said

Stranger: Really

You: forheads

You: were your

You: kink

Stranger: Nah

You: other Jeff was trying to be sexy for Jeff

You: the fuck

Stranger: Thast gross 😂

You: DON'T make me GET THE SLUT PADDLE

Stranger: Okay

You: so lick the forehead sweat Jeff

You: or other Jeff will spank you

Stranger: That sounds gross

You: okay fine what syour real kink then

You: JEFF

You: dont lie this time

You: fucker

You: other Jeff can be real sexy

Stranger: Hey can i ask u something?

You: anything Jeff

You: u know that

Stranger: Hey can i ask u something ?

You: omg yes

Stranger: Its kinda sexual

You: yes Jeff

You: JEFF

You: YES GIVE ME THAT QUESTION YES

You: JEFFFF

Stranger: How does a pussy taste like

Stranger: The fluid

You: BAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA

You: hahahaha

You: AHAHHAHAHHAHAH

You: hahahhahahhahahah

You: hahahhahah

You: og

You: DEAR LORD JESUS HELP JEFF

help him see the light

Stranger: Yeah pls

You: you are the worst man I have ever met

Stranger: My pleasure

You: bow to God and beg that he forgives you JEff

You: Jeff

Stranger: Will do

You: may I ask a question?

Stranger: Shoot

You: what do you think pussy juice tastes like Jeff?

Stranger: I dk

You: guess stupid

Stranger: Sweet sour ish ?

You: okay then it tastes sweet sourish Jeff, Hope you like those Sour Patch Kids 

cuz thats what ur in for Jeff

You: you honestly got boring so fast Jefff like ugh . why? you suck at being a towel head.

You: islamijeff

You: orwhereeveryousaidurfrom

Stranger: Im not

You: likeugh

You: ihateyoujeff

You: istgihateyou

You: omg

Stranger: Bye then

You: i love you

You: dont leave me

Stranger: Me too

You: you love me JEFF

You: wil you move to america and be with me JEff

Stranger: Nah im bored . Thanks for talking .

You: go to the airport and say my name is Jeff

other Jeff has paid my ticket to Merica.

Stranger: Bye byee

You: b

Stranger has disconnected.

[khaleesiofalicante]

I'm so ready for this chapter

I'm a simple person. I see David, I get automatically happy. I'm a little late cause yesterday I couldn't find the time, but here I am once again:

"The London Institute stood before him, all glorious and redeemed – once again holding a beautiful love story of its own." Its only the beginning and David thinking poetry is my reason to live. ALSO, YESSS LONDON INSTITUTE

Ah yes, Kit running the London Institute is just amazing

"At moments like this, David wished he had magic too. He wished he could protect Max from all the people who tried to hurt him. He had seen the way people had hurt Max’s brother and his father. He would never let that happen to Max." My heart beats in Mavid!!

“Are you two sharing a room?”  “I won’t tell the Consul," And " He didn’t think sharing a room with his son would do him any favours." had me laughing so hard 😂😂

"It was not easy to get accepted into Columbia University, but Rafael had managed since he was one of the smartest people David knew." I'm so proud of my baby!! 🥺🥺

“I bought you some scones.”jseyjwiwjdh 😏

"He was in David’s arms. His face buried in David’s neck." OH MY GOD. I JUST CANT WITH TO MUCH CUTENESS!!

Ok, I won't quote it but the scene where David saw the portraits is just so beautiful like... Ugh I love my Herondales and David so much!!

Okayy, I dont know who this guy is, so I'll keep my mind open

"Because I know you, David wanted to say. I just wish I knew what’s in your heart too." Ysgsksubdn THIS!  Could I possibly love David more than I love him already??

"Of course I do. My Bapa would be personally offended otherwise.” Yup, I can confirm it

"Max often pretended like people’s words didn’t hurt him - just as he pretend that fire doesn’t burn or wounds don’t bleed.

But David knew, just beyond the surface, Max burned and bled like everyone else.

Despite his reputation as a ‘drama queen’ Max never let other people see his pain. He used humour and theatrics to hide it away." I feel this on a personal level

The mundane illnesses around shadowhunters is getting me worried ngl

"Until that, their only hope was Catarina Loss. David hoped someone sent that woman a fruit basket every single day for she went above and beyond to help shadowhunters affected by the mundane illnesses." She is such a Queen. Just. RESPECT

"Jackson Hayward" Mmm, I feel like I should know that name but I dont remember

KITTY CONTENT IS JUST *CHEF KISS*

“I’m not judging,” David smiled as he adjusted Max’s beanie. “You look very cute.” Max,’s cheeks turned purple again. David wondered why. He wondered if it had something to do with him. (David, I love you, but seriously???)

"Of course, the 'fun' mostly entailed Rafael stopping Georgia from drinking random potions she found in the stalls, Selena stopping Lexi from opening a psychic booth to help people talk to Raziel and of course David stopping Max from running to the gambling booths." 😂 I love how Selena, Rafael and David are the responsables and Max, Gigi and Lexi are the chaotic ones

THE GRUPO CHAT 😂😂😂

“Perhaps an unpublished snippet from the Beautiful Cordelia?” and “I do have a correspondence between an Iblis demon and Christopher Lightwood" just got me like: 😮😮

Oh god the necklace!!

"Most importantly, he didn’t want to cover his scar. He didn’t want to hide it. He wasn’t ashamed of it. It wasn’t a mark of a victim. It was the mark of a survivor." I'm so proud of David 💙

“I never wanted to be protected,” David had replied. “I only ever wanted to be loved.” 💙💙 this just hits so much

"Magnus Bane carried so much love inside himself you could literally feel it through him." YEAH, I would like to add this to the book of the two million reasons why I love Magnus Bane

That escalated quickly. Like... Jackson hit Max? And David hit Jackson? What?

“This is what I get for falling for a Lightwood-Bane,” I mean... Honey you knew what you were getting into

“I do love it when the quiet ones go feral," and “David! Is your hand okay?” just describes Magnus and Jace perfectly 😂

“Well, technically they are residents of the institute,” Tiberius pushed back his glasses. “So, as the Head of the insti-” “Babe, no!” Kit shushed his boyfriend. (OH GOD THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL!! 💙)

“It’s alright, Chouchou,” Mr Herondale ran a hand through David’s hair. “Next time, just-” “Use my words?” David asked. “Just don’t get caught,” the man winked. “Jace!” the Consul hissed. “What do you want me to say to him, Alec?” the man demanded. “Be nice? This is David we are talking about! You can’t get nicer than this!” “David, I appreciate you standing up for Max,” the Consul said. “But next time, please try not to punch anyone in the face.” “Yes, sir,” David nodded. “Because it’s wrong.” “Because it means more paperwork for me,” the Consul groaned and then straightened up. “But yes. Absolutely. Very wrong. No punching people!” (I'm sorry, I just had to quote all of it cause I laughed way to hard😂)

I knew that name was familiar!! Oh, god this is a plot twist. Oh my precious boy must be protected at all cost!!! HE DESERVES HAPPINES!

"It made David want to kiss him. But then the Consul spoke, and David reminded himself he didn’t want to be the third person to get punched in the face this evening." David fearing Alec never fails to make me laugh 😂😂

But if he tries to hurt you-” “You will unleash hell?” David chuckled. “Worse,” the other man grinned. “I will unleash Lexi.” It was definitely much worse. (Hell yeah, she is amazing!)

FUCK, now I want to protect Jackson with my whole soul  from the nightmares and everything else🥺🥺

Wow. I feel like I should quote lots of things from all that scene, but its just that it was all so amazing and I wouldn't finish. Like... The story, telling each other their past, talking about therapy. (Kit is right, shadowhunter need therapy!!) They would really be an amazing group

Also, David reading to Jackson was so wholesome 🥺🥺 and the whole scene was deep and beautiful!!

Yess, my boys going to therapy giving priority to their mental health is my sterotonine supply

"Well, I hope it works out well for you,” Jackson grinned. “What is that supposed to mean?” “You know what it means,” Jackson grinned harder. “Also, if that wanker tries to break your heart, I will break his face.” “You know he is the Consul’s son?” David giggled.“I’ve done it once and I will do it again,” Jackson shrugged. “He better treat you right.” “Stop it!” David had blushed and hugged him tighter, saying goodbye once more. (I STAN THIS FRIENDSHIP!!)

"Selena had broken the news that she was enrolling into Scholomance next month.This family was his soul." YESS, SELENA IS A QUEEN

"After the twins went to bed, David stepped out of the institute and went looking for his heart." ajkeyejdodj he is just to pure 🥺🥺

"At first it had felt odd. A little unsteady. And then somewhere along the way, Max’s heartbeat had become the steadiest thing in David’s life. Max, with all his chaos and drama and danger, had become the steadiest thing in David’s life." Thanks, I'm emo 🥺💙💙

"Even if Max loved him…Could Max possibly love him as much David loved the other boy?" MY HEART!!

"His love for Max was endless and impossible. Did Max love him like that? Impossibly?" JDHWJSUDH🥺🥺

“Maxwell Lightwood-Bane,” David whispered. “Love is your birth right.”

"One minute he had been laughing at the portal, his heart full of pride. The next, he was in Max’s arms, kissing the other boy." HOLY SHIT THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL!! ALL OF IT!! AND DAVID FALLING TO THE POND? *LOTS OF CHEF KISSES*

UGH I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH AND I COULD GO EXPLAINING EVERYTHING, BUT IT WOULD MAKE THIS WAY LONGER THAT IT ALREAY IS

Anyway, David is beautiful. I stan Mavid and we love Jackson 💙💙

This was so beautiful. I love how much you and appreciate David 🥺 It makes so emotional send help 😭😭😭😭

Also this is David Tiktok 🤣🤭😎

[magpiemissy]

“So... This is Love?”

A special request from my darling @rkiveinmarvel 💘💝. I hope you'll like it! I love you😘

WARNINGS: playful teasing (not like that you fools ಠ_ಠ), FLUFF✨ aslo grammatical error if ever hehe. This is my first imagine, so please bare with me...

Summary: Reader is an actress/actor and she's/he's in denial. Keeps saying that she/he has not come to a liking to Loki. Loki can read her/his lies and he kept teasing her/him until she/he confesses and in the end fluff uwu

It's not a normal day for Y/N to not be in the tower due to the fact that they are best friends with the one and only Tony Stark. Yes, you heard it right! You are best friends with the famous Iron Man. Growing up together means like you two are siblings and there is ONE rule that you both promised each other : NO SECRETS! And of course, there's initially teasing for you two's relationship due to being very close. But what will happen if he found out that you have a liking towards a certain God? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“TONY, FOR THE LAST TIME... I DO NOT LIKE LOKI!!!” you argued back. “But why did you blushed when I said Loki is being an ass? What were you thinking Y/N?” Tony playfully ask. “Can you not? It was because the place was getting hot with all your—your fussing around.” You explained annoyed with all his antics. “Ah, ah... You paused a little in that sentence. Aaah~ I thought we agreed on NO SECRETS and that's on PeRiODt!” he said. You just wanted to scream your lungs out. Sometimes like really, you just want to throw Tony out the window. “Just... Shut up already. I'm tired, please.” You said desperately wanting peace. “So much for being an actress/actor, Y/N. How did you even become one?” he exclaimed with a chuckle.

And just on cue, the God himself entered together with the others. Yes, you are also friends with the Avengers.

“What's all the fuss about? We could practically feel the annoying atmosphere while walking here” “Yeah, what's going on and why is Y/N red?” “Are you alright, Lady Y/N? Are you ill?”

So much for having a peaceful day, huh? And what's worst was with all the questions being bombarded to you, you notice that Loki was staring at you all worried and it made you more flustered than ever.

“I'm alright, guys. I'm just tired and I was really hoping for a peaceful day but yeah... I'll just go rest in my room” You said looking down on the floor, embarrassed and flustered.

\\\time skip brought you by Tony's vodka's///

You were in the library reading and relaxing but also having deep thoughts. After your relaxing nap and refreshing shower, you were all at peace now. Sitting by the balcony with an amazing sunset view tea by the table and some poems that you wrote, a very relaxing song playing on the radio, you couldn't ask for more after hectic months of making a movie.

“Beautiful, isn't it?” a velvety voice interrupted your thinking, approaching you with grace and holding a book on the way.

“Yes, yes it is... What are you doing here? You asked feeling nervous and all.

“Can't I enjoy a peaceful day with a beautiful lady whose lonley and who I only am comfortable with? And also, might I add having deep thoughts... What's on your mind, darling?” He explained.

You couldn't stare at his eyes. It's like being in a spell having him around you. Do you really like him? Do you have feelings for Loki? What magic is this? You thought.

You feel your head turning towards his way and as you slowly looked into his view, that's when it hit you. You DO like Loki, you DO have feelings for him. You could just kiss him right now.

“I uhm... I just... You know... Just uhh” you stuttered while try to avoid his gaze.

Loki smirked. I'm doomed. I just got caught.

“You're stuttering, darling. Am I making you nervous?” he said with a low chuckle.

You couldn't look at him anymore due to your red face. You're all tensed and don't really know what to do.

You cleared your throat. “I think Tony's calling me hehe... Uhm I have to go and—” you got caught off by Loki pulling you on to his lap. You stiffened, have a red face like a tomato by now.

“Ah, ah... I asked you a question, darling. Why are you nervous around me? We always do this, I thought you're used to it by now?” you can feel his smirk just by saying those words. It's true though, you should be used to it by now but the difference is just that you like him MORE.

Your's and Loki's relationship is a little complex. Yes, he is a friend but with the constant skin ship some people might think your actually in a relationship with the God. And he does NOT like it when people are always around him. Cuddled up to him when you two are reading, comfortably talking with each other with the things your passionate about,etc.

“What happened, my love? Why are you like this? Why are you nervous? Do you like me?” with that certain question made you blush even more.

On the other side, Loki's plan is working. Teasing you and all just to get you to spit out the words that he wants to hear through the years of being together. It's also quite amusing to him, you being flustered and a stuttering mess. He finds it adorable.

“Hmm... Why are you blushing? Aah~you DO like me, do you?” he teased you even more.

By now you just wanted to burst out. You wanted to tell him but what would the others think, what would the world think? You're an actress/actor for goodness sake! Of course the public would always have the say to it but who cares, right???!!!

You turn your body towards Loki and yes, you were right he was smirking. I suppose he heard everything what you said to Tony, being the God of Mischief and Lies and all, he can sense that you were lying.

You sighed. Hear goes nothing.

“imsorryimallstiffandnervousaroundyouitsjustthatiwasnotcertainofmyfeelingsforyoulatelyandijustdonotknowwhattodoandijustneedtothinkeverythingoutandyesidolikeyou!” you blurted out.

Loki chuckled. “Slow down, darling. Could you say that again, please? I didn't quite hear you.”

You took a breath...

“Okay. Uhm—I'm sorry, for acting like that in front of you. I just was uncertain of the feelings I have for you. And yess, I do like you—” you didn't get to finish your sentence as you could feel Loki's lips on you.

It was soft and sweet. You two were like a puzzle piece that fitted together perfectly. Passion and Love and Gentleness is all you could feel right now.

You two broke apart a few seconds later. Foreheads together, all out of breath after that amazing kiss.

“Huh... You'll never admit that if I didn't notice and tease you and all. So much for being an actress/actor.” he playfully said. “Oh shut up” you shush him with a playful hit on the chest.

“Do want cuddles?” “And a movie night? With snacks?” “Yes” “Okay”

Such a beautiful way to end the day, isn't it? Maybe you should thank Tony for all that times annoying you. So... This is Love, huh?

“I love you” you heard him whisper.

“I love you too, Loki. More than you ever know”

BONUS:

The next day...

“Y/NNNNNNN!!!! WHY IS MY ARMOR IN THE SHADE OF BRIGHT PINK?!?!?!?!” Tony screamed. Running like bolt of lightning in the living room.

“Huh? What are you talking about, Tony? I don't know, why are you asking me?” you said with a smirk plastered on your face.

“I—why would... You just... AARGGH!!!”

“That's what you get for annoying me!”

“I will literally kill you!” “Come catch me first! HAHA” “oh, you son of a bitc—”

You didn't even get him to finish his sentence haha. Dashi run run run...

“Oh Loki, my love... Come, let's go out to the library a couple of blocks aways from here. We can also have an ice cream date.” you said giggling.

Shaking his head with a chuckle he said “Alright, darling but in your next attempt to prank Stark, please count me in.” “Yes, my love.” you said grinning back at him.

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And that's it! Hope you all like it. Especially my bff, my love lol. This is my first imagine so yeah... Sorry for the errors hehe.