#im still wearing a mask and i sweat at work

[veryrealimagination]

Ope, I have been tagged. Thank ye, @scrxpz. This is a new one for me.

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

Good golly, who do I tag? @chicagomoonlight ?

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Long day- matt Sturniolo

Summary: You had a long day at work and matt gives you some lovin to help with your long day :)

Warnings: SMUT, P in V, parsing, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, cream pie, use of Y/N, Dirty talking, Degradation, aftercare!

A/N: I LOVE SWEET MATT!! ITS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE!! ignore the song, i couldn’t find one so since he knows sm about bags

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Today has genuinely been the worst and longest day of my life. I’ve worked front desk at a salon for the last year and a half now, i had people coming in asking me about what to do for their hair type, karen’s complaining about their hair, just overall horrible, im just the front desk lady for right now i cant really tell these fucking people what to do, make a damn appointment. Matt and I have been together for 3 years, and have been dating to the public for a year and a half, when i graduated cosmetology school. thankfully after this cursed wednesday evening i was on my way to Matt and i’s house that we also share with his triplet brothers. i pull into the driveway and make my way to the door and unlocking it.

“Baby?” i yell walking up the steps.

“he’s been in his room playing video games streaming for like 4 hours” nick says shooting me a quick smile before looking back at his phone.

i knock softly on the door “jesus christ im streaming guys” matt slams his head set down on his table and opens the door “Wha- oh my god Y/N i’m so sorry i thought it was one of them” he says quickly changing his tone giving me a soft peck on the lips.

“it’s fine” i breath out giving him a smile walking into his room.

“tell the stream Hi, baby” he pulls my hand into frame making me force a smile onto my face.

“hi everyone” i awkwardly wave to his camera watching the chat go absolutely crazy when i entered.

“okay well i’m gonna end this cause the mother of my future kids just got here” he says making a smile appear on my face.

he ends the stream and turns around facing me almost analyzing me.

“why do you keep looking at me like that?” i roll my eyes and make my way to our shared closet pulling out a pair of his sweats and a T shirt of his.

he walks towards me leaning against the door frame “all of your clothes in that closet and you still choose to wear mine, but to answer your question you seem off” he says softening his tone.

“i’m fucking fine matt, damn, all on my ass for nothing” i groan out pushing him out of my way and falling on the bed scrolling on my phone.

“umm okay” he huffs sitting down next to me on the bed “so how was work?” he says breaking the silence of tiktok playing in the background.

i groan “it was long i guess” i place my phone on the bedside table and turn towards him.

“you guess?” he questions giving me a soft smile.

“find it was so dreadful, answering calls from people who can look up these answers on google, and oh my god i had this karen come in and” i laugh softly “and she literally accidentally tried this hair mask and fried half her hair and blamed it on me, knowing i’m just the front desk representative, then on top of all of that this lady yelled at me for eating carrots at the front desk” i say while he’s staring at me passionately listening to everything i have to say.

“did you say anything to that lady who yelled at you?” he asked while looking in my eyes as passionately as he can.

“my manager heard her yelling at me calling me ‘unprofessional and rude’ and ended up almost calling the cops on her for causing a disturbance” i smile back at him.

“well it sounds like to me you need a little distraction from your long day at work eh?” he smirks leaning into me as i playfully roll my eyes and lean into him crashing his lips onto mine smiling into his kiss.

he softly places his hand on my cheek pointing his tongue out a little begging to explore my mouth, i slightly open my mouth as his tongue dives into my mouth immediately taking dominance from my tongue and intertwining with mine. his hand travels from my cheek to my breast giving my bare breast a gentle squeeze causing a soft whimper to escape my lips. his hand travels down to my waist and toying with the waistband of my his sweatpants.

“can i?” matt pulls away and softly asks me.

i smile and playfully roll my eyes “yes matt you can”

he carefully crawls on top of me tapping my waist as a signal to lift my hips up. he pulls my pink lacy underwear and pants down together in one throwing them on the other side of the room.

“such a pretty pussy” he says softly running his slim fingers in between my wet folds collecting my arousal onto his fingers “and so wet” he smirks back up at me.

“matt” i drag his name out in a whine, “please don’t tease me” i stare desperately into his eyes through my eyelashes.

“Only because you asked so nicely my love” he smiles at me leaning down and starts placing mouth kisses directly into my clit flicking upwards with his tongue.

“Oh fuck Matt” I moan out placing my hand on top of his head and pulling at his hair causing him to grunt through my pussy sending vibrations through me.

“You like this hm?” he smiles and shoves his fingers into my hole curving them slightly upward and making me go absolutely insane.

“Yes!” I chant repeatedly.

My walls tighten around his fingers and my clit spasms between his teeth. “Someone’s close eh?” he smirks leaning his head upwards while moving his fingers in and out while reaching my sensitive clit with his thumb making figure 8 movements around my bud.

“S-so close Matt” I cry out arching my back off the bed and rolling my eyes back.

“Uh-huh? You close?” he taunts smiling at me and immediately thrusts his fingers into me touching my G-spot so easily.

“YES- FUCK MATT” My hips twitched upwards “FUCK I'M GONNA CUM” I scream out bucking my hips up.

“Come on baby, cum for me” his voice softens looking down at me coming unglued from just his fingers with amusement in his eyes.

With just his words, the knot in my stomach broke and cum dripped down from me and onto his fingers.

He lightly tapped my leg “I ain't done with you just yet, sweetheart” he said smirking at me.

“Matt I don't know if I can take another one..” I said out of breath still coming down from my very intense orgasm.

“You know your safe word, Y/N,” he says ripping his shirt off. “And you never have to be afraid of using it, I'll stop immediately you know this.” he pulls his sweatpants and boxers off in one freeing his hard cock and slapping his stomach.

he crawls over me placing my legs on either side of his hips and slowly agonizing using his tip to slide through my wet folds teasing me.

“Matt,” i whine “please fuck me”

“Patience sweet girl, patience” he smiles at me slapping his cock on my clit and making me jerk upwards and squeal.

He slowly puts his tip into me then removes it and slowly enters it again and removes it before roughly bottoming out into me gripping the headboard for support making his knuckles white.

“Oh Matt” i moan out.

He rolls his hips deeper into me smirking down at me “You like this hm? God, you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, and taking it so fucking well” he groans out.

My legs wrap around his waist forcing his body to get deeper each time he pushes himself into me making my eyes roll back into my head causing me to see starts, My moans become hoarse from the strain on my voice.

“Aww has my gorgeous whore gone dumb? Can't talk? What happened to all that attitude you had earlier?” he grabs my chin between his thumb and index finger.

“Uh huh, uh huh” i bite my lower lip and nodding vigorously.

“Words or I stop” he thrusts his hips deeper into me and maintains his violent thrusts.

“YES MATT FUCK- RIGHT FUCKIN THERE” I finally answer him with a strain in my voice.

My response only made him thrust into me deeper and faster. My cervix spasms around his cock signaling how close i am making a long groan exit from his lips. “Hold it”

He rolls his hips and pounds his hips into mine “Matt” I drag out his name with a moan.

“Come on, you got it” he nods his head continuing to thrust and abuse my cervix.

“S-so f-fucking close” I whisper scream out.

“Cum” he buries his head into my neck moving his hips in a way that kisses my cervix making me release all over his cock creating a white ring around the base of his cock.

His thrusts become sloppier as he releases into me painting my once pink walls a nice white color and slowly pulling out watching a mixture of his cum and mine slowly fall from my hole.

He vaults to his bathroom quickly so no one catches a glimpse of him or me in our naked state to grabs a warm cloth and slowly runs it down my legs cleaning him and me up before lying next to me placing my head on his chest.

“I'm sorry for the attitude I had earlier, I just had a rough day and shouldn't have taken it out on you,” I say “Thank you for lighting my mood up” I smile facing the TV drawing small circles on his stomach.

“Hey don't worry about it, we all got bad days baby, I'm just glad you're good now, that's all that matters to me” he softly says running his fingers through my hair and massaging my scalp and falling fast asleep in Matts arms.

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A/N Pt 2: HEY LOVES!! Sorry I haven't been so active in trying to recover from being violently hungover for the last 2 days LMFAOO… I HOPE U GUYS ENJOY!! i promise ill be active more!!

[mangledscrimp]

this is a response to your twitter post im on priv and also shy: i would literally love to see you talk about ranlay. any and all text related to ranlay is a valuable resource.

Mega ramble incoming; Miracle Mask spoilers, Unwound Future spoils, Layton anime spoils

Some silly or sad hcs abt ‘em (most of these are shared hcs or hcs I got from other peopleee ) I know they’re cringe LEAVE ME ALONEEE

(๑･̑3･̑๑)([ ˃̶͈̀]∀[˂̶͈́])

Ok Let’s start with some silly ones :3

Randall and Hershel’s Garden

Since Hershel practically lives at the University, Hershel and Randall start a garden there and plant fruits and vegetables to cook a nice meal at home. Or even walk together in the garden for a nice distraction from life and work.

2. Dancing

I like to think Randall is a pretty good dancer. Though, Hershel has two left feet. Randall teaches Hershel some basic moves as they intertwine their fingers. Or just hold hands and stare deeply into each-others eyes.

(Doodles I did of it hehehe)

-Randall doesn’t mind if Hershel can’t dance, he still enjoys doing anything with him regardless. He enjoys Hershel’s light that he brings into his life.

a song that I think they’d dance to together in their free time; (posted like this so you can listen to it as you scroll through ‘em HEHE )

3. Pajamas and Sleepin

What would Hershel and Randall wear to bed?Hershel wears a sweater all the time no matter the weather (well obviously not summer) , He feels pretty insecure about his body since he hasn’t been with someone in such an intimate way since Claire’s accident. Randall teases him for that as he kisses him and tells him how beautiful he looks at any given moment. Randall would only wear boxers to bed or just…nothing at all if you’re brave enough LOLL. Randall has a lot of body heat so he doesn’t need any PJs. Often times, Hershel holds Randall while they sleep for warmth but Randall starts sweating like crazy because of the blanket + Hershel’s body heat, he doesn’t tell Hershel to stop hugging him tho since he loves the affection. Randall often wakes up to Hershel either spooning him or Laying close to his chest. HEHEHEEEE

4.Wings

One of my favorite hcs with Randall is him growing wings from the mask in order for it to not be damaged. I like to think that his wings kinda flutter when he’s doing anything with Hershel. He just starts hovering in the air when Hershel kisses him, bringing hershel up with him as he holds his face

5.Annoyance

Randall annoys Hershel at any given moment he can. Pinching his cheeks, interrupting Hershel when he does lecture plans, nuzzling all over Hershel like a cat (hehehee), or even kissing him straight on the mouth when they argue. Hershel doesn’t mind what Randall does, in fact, he loves it. He enjoys the attention Randall gives him since it makes him feel special, like someone actually cares about him with a passion.

6. Hairsss (Inspired by sweeetrandall HEHEHE)

The more time Randall spent away from Henry and Angela, the more his hair grew out. Randall wanted to be more of his own person than who he was before the fall, and Henry and Angela didn’t really help with that. During his time with Hershel, his hair grew back into that spiky style we see after he unmasks himself in miracle mask, with side burns and a bit of beard scruff (i love that hc so muchhh rahhggh) . He feels much more confident in who he is with longer hair and a scruffy beard. Hershel enjoys his confidence and scratchy kisses. Hershel also has the occasional Beard Scruff since he rarely takes care of himself.

7. Relaxation

Randall and Hershel’s ideal vacation spot is anywhere they can be together. Hershel often spends time on the couch reading while Randall makes them tea so that they can cuddle together with a cup of belle classic, though Randall prefers a cup of chai.

Going a bit away from that, whenever Hershel tries to relax himself in the bathtub, Randall hops in beside him (Ranlay bathing RanLay bathing RanLay bathingggg, they need to be squeaky clean, no mud in sight)

(slowly entering the sad territory, so sorry)

8. Comforting

Hershel has nightmares in his sleep about his past, replaying the worst moments over and over again. From him and Randall’s adventure in the ruins to Claire’s explosion accident. He often wakes up in a cold sweat from his nightmares. Whenever this happens or when Randall feels hershel squirming next to him, he’ll wrap his arms around him and whisper sweet words in Hershel’s ears with a tired but loving voice to try and calm him down.

9. Wishing

(This is during stansbury before the fall)

Randall would spend so much time together with Hershel. Going on expeditions or studying together for a big test at home. It would make Randall start to fall in love with Hershel the more he hanged out with him. Randall would often find himself wishing that Hershel was a girl. He knew that at home he would be shamed for ever finding interest in a man, none the less one of his best friends. Often going to their tree study spot under the stars, wishing and begging that Hershel would magically turn into a girl so that he could be with him. Randall still loved Angela a lot and would do absolutely anything for her. But his feelings were torn apart between his forbidden love for Hershel and Angela.

10. Flowers

Before Hershel set off to find the relic treasure, he would often send flowers to Randall every week while he was out on an adventure. Bouquets with a mixture of trillium flowers and violets would always be at Randall’s doorstep with a hand written note attached possibly saying;

“My love, I’m out on another busy trip but i hope these flowers brighten your days without me. I will be back fairly soon. Enjoy the flowers, my darling.

-With love, Hershel Layton”

Randall would enjoy receiving these flowers in person or delivered to his doorstep. But a year after Hershel had gone to discover the secret behind the relic treasure, Randall received these bouquets less and less each passing month. He began to worry about Hershel’s whereabouts and question where and why he was gone for so long without a call or a letter. Randall grew depressed and longed for Hershel as he had no contact from him in years. After receiving a call from the hospital Hershel was staying at he immediately ran over and held Hershel’s hand with tears flowing out of his eyes happy to see his beloved partner return, gently kissing his hand. Sadly Hershel couldn’t feel it since he was trapped in an ice bath for so long. Randall didn’t care as he continued to kiss him.

Song that gave me inspo for this;

ok. my silly babies.

[dollyboned]

i hate having mcas.

that's it. i said it.

it's so tiring. i can't run, or go for long walks, or just sweat a little. i don't have enough strength for staying up for more than 20min, i can't eat some spices that i totally adore, and my spoons are usually so low. sometimes i simply don't want to get out of bed because im so tired but i have to do so anyway, and usually it happens when i know i'll have p.e. classes. i don't think i completed the two classes since the start of the academic year (february) without stopping and sitting and breathing heavily and feeling so itchy because i can't exercise too much or my histamine levels go high as the sky and being covered by sweat is like wearing a full costume made out of histamine, that im *specially* allergic to.

i see people running and jumping and simply walking under the sun and i feel like im missing something because im so young yet so limited. i should be able to be just fine if the climate changes, or if there's something spicy in the food, or if i need to walk a little, or if i just need to walk by a slightly inclined street, but im totally not able to be "just fine" and move on. my dad gets worried everytime we come back from school and i almost faint because of the exercise, and even though i try to explain how i feel, i know he still thinks that maybe it'd be better if i just exercised a little more to build up strength — and he's not the devil because he can't understand it as we only discovered my histamine intolerance this year because of some medical exams i made when i was 4 and my pediatrist never properly explained. i was 4 and now im 15 — it's basically 11 years being exposed to something im deeply allergic to and never understanding why i'd never get better from dermatitis and why i was so weak.

i feel fragile. my parents know i hate being seen as fragile and breakable and weak yet i can't take any longer. im constantly itching, my mind is always kinda numb, im always tired, my periods always hurt, i have constant migraines, my mood swings are worsening and on top of everything comes the game changer: im also neurodivergent. there's always going to exist someone that have the energy to do everything, and that's not me. socially im basically incapable of approaching people i find cool, the amount of work i've got to do to simply exist like a normal person is unbearable and yet i have to be responsible, good, well mannered, pretty, smart, cool, cute, role model, the best. i never learned to fail. i was always the smartest, the joyful, the responsible, the "i wish your grades were like her's" — i feel so bad to everyone who felt so little next to me because i never wanted anyone to live under a shadow of a version of me that i can't even recognize or remember anymore.

the little me would've looked at me with fear on her eyes and asked if we are failing for being so weak and so tired we can't even really care about learning something. are we really failing? i'm just so tired. i could do better if i wasn't constantly battling in order to only navigate my days without this haunting exhaustion taking me over, or if my head didn't hurt that bad, or if my emotional regulation was a little bit more effective, or if the sounds weren't so loud and the light so bright and people so confusing. i could do better if i wasn't restraining myself from eating something i love because i don't want an allergic reaction, or if i could just stim around, or if i could run around under the sun and laugh about it after. maybe if i had some adjustments my life would get so better. i don't want to run with anyone to feel like im part of something; i just want to feel okay with every aspect of myself, and maybe feeling okay is sitting down everytime i feel tired and taking medicine everytime there's an allergic reaction going on, not reducing myself to grades and stop wearing a damn mask in order to be liked.

i hate having mcas, i hate how my scoliosis correction surgery is never taken seriously when it comes to "it's painfully tiring to carry titanium inside me everyday", and i hate how misunderstood i am. i get it now: im not lazy, im simply chronically exposing myself to a lot of things and now my body is totally overloaded. i've been deeply sick for the past weeks and it's caused mainly by the overwhelming sensation of getting up, getting tired, being misunderstood and having everything to do when i don't have that energy to expend. i want to sleep, watch things about my favorite anime, write a little about it, allow myself to really rest for the first time in my life, eat healthy things that aren't like an allergy bomb inside my organism and i really, really, really want to get to live again, being understood and taken seriously, not ever being called lazy or nothing else. i just want to control what happens to myself and stop feeling on the verge of tears everytime i have to do something that requires movements and focus.

little me would be so sad we lost control over our own body to an allergy that could've been minimized before it ruined our life.

[bum-scum]

Update on this fucking Rona.

My experience with this shit.

24hrs was the absolute worst. I've never been incapacitated by a virus. All fluids went out the window by 5 mins. By whole entire body did a factory reset.

Fever: I felt I was on fire from the inside out, non-stop. The shakes, I wet the bed from sweat alone. Never had my bed felt drenched.

Panadol ( or Tylenol in US) did fuck all. Until day 2

I got meds asap.

Fever didn't break until yesterday.

My throat and kidneys were the hardest hit. Never seen my throat red as a red pepper ( even darker) and raw in my life. Having tonsils is 10x worse ( both swelled up and caused quite the breathing trouble)

Heart was pounding hard and even i felt like it skipped a few beats during the first 24hrs.

Between the legs are numb. I cant feel anything, and had to time myself to go the the toilet since I cant feel. Still ongoing.

Body aches are still there. Its like arthritis but on steroids. Knuckles flared up and swelled for a day.

Meds kicked in at last.

Throat soothers did fuck all. None of them.

On day 3 all I did was threw up stomach acid. Even though I've eaten food.

Day 4. Im getting my appetite back. coughing is a bitch, and my stuffy nose is clearing up, but still annoying.

I have today and tomorrow to go, then I am allow out of isolation for good. By Friday. Unless I test negative tomorrow (which is day 5) then I can stop isolation asap. But I must wear a mask as I am considered a carrier from there on. ( how that fucking works is beyond me. Im guessing the virus is still there while I no longer have it, if thats the case).

And yet you all call this "its just the flu."

Fuck off, it isn't!

If my body can shit, piss and blow fluid/mucus all at the same time. Tell me thats the flu, go on!

[relaxxattack]

Hi its the anon who came up with the aggressively long quadrant wear thingy

I heckin LOVE the idea of just danger revealing like???? Omg?? Thats so great???? Ur calling me big brain (which- ngl made me so fucking happy)

But also!! I had idea for like dumb bullshit you could pull with these ideas because of that one person with the bug spray and bells (i see u)

Matesprit fit(tm)but its like a transforming dress, though instead of being super pretty its just

Pretty black dress w symbol==> crop top/miniskirt with hearts

But that, every single time they see their flush crush. Everytime

Like "hey whats u- wheres youre clothes at."

Pitch wear with an AGRESSIVE amount of spikes. Like too many. Like. bro. Wtf.

Mfs wearing spike masks

Or mfs in their pitch crush's LEAST favorite colors, patterns etc, so its like super tacky and god does their pitch crush fucking hate it

Or, on the flipside, super pretty black fancy outfits with fucking weaponry just. Out there. Black dress holding a rifle, black tux and sword, black minidress and brass knuckles, the works! Makes sure everything is VERY visible

Ashen wear which is just being a stereotypical soccer mom, and carrying snack, bug spray, napkins, bandaids, a spray bottle to spray the people ur ashen for

God just imagine it, someone in all grey sweat pants and sweater spraying two rabid trolls with a water bottle like theyre cats

Beautiful.

Anyways ramble two over BYEEEEEE (ur stuff is still awesome btw and im gonna be completely honest i havent stimmed that hard sense u added onto my ideas i am. Sobbing /vvvpos)

awwww these are really great anon, thank you

[mariska]

hello tumblr friends who live in my phone i just wanted to pop in real quick and let everyone know that I Am (somehow) Still Alive since i mentioned being very sick last month and did not want anyone 2 think i had finally Expired. wish i could say i'm doing better this month but while im definitely nowhere near as miserable as i was in April, i've been spending this month trying to deal with Sickness Aftershocks that have been making all of my long term autoimmune diseases/health issues in general flare up randomly really bad at pretty much completely random times and i also have a whole new fun set of similar feeling but definitely different and 100x worse physical health problems and its been extremely difficult to try and power through all of it like i'm used to doing for the 26 years i have been alive 😔 but i'm still hangin in there. idk how at this point lmao. subconscious fight or flight survival mode i guess. i'm like 99% sure i somehow caught one of the new covid mutations in April unfortunately despite the lifelong Agoraphobia and 3+ years of effort i've done to do literally everything in my ability to stay protected against it but. thats life i guess, u leave the house one or two times masked up hand sanitizer ready to go sweating from being overheated wearing clothes that cover as much of ur skin as u can stand and other people just Dont. so. i knew it would probably happen to me eventually i just was really hoping it would not! but. i will continue surviving as best i can because i dont have any other option or choice. but that is why i've unintentionally been distant here and online in general. it was already extremely difficult getting myself out of bed and taling showers and changing clothes and brushing my teeth and remembering to eat food and drink water before but now its reached a difficulty that i literally can't have any control over most of the time and its a lot of physical/mental/emotional effort to even tap reblog on a post online or respond to a text more so than it was previously. which again was already. very difficult to power through.

anyways! uh! yeah. life update i guess. i hope you guys are genuinely doing much better than i am this year and i hope you're all able to stay safe and as relatively healthy as you can. and please please please please at the very least wear some form of a face mask in public even if you're outside and not in a tiny building. i dont say that to shame anyone here i just feel like there are a lot of well meaning good people who arent fully aware that in the US at least the pandemic is very much not over and people like myself are suffering and dying because of that and we cant be the only group of people that are still doing our best to stay protected when we have to leave the house. if you're able to get some i highly recommend N95 type face masks because supposedly they offer one of the best chances of protection as long as you're wearing it correctly and it fits your face well; there's a really great non-profit organization called Project N95 that has an official website and a huge list of various face masks in a bunch of different sizes and types to order if you don't know where to find some high quality ones and they also have a form you can fill out and submit to request an order of free masks if you can't afford to buy them; their money donation pool goes towards providing masks (and some air purifiers i think?) to low income people/organizations/work places that doesn't have the funds or resources to constantly buy expensive batches of masks and their website is super detailed and well organized and has a long list of visual and written resources and information about different mask types, ways you can help keep yourself/your community safe, etc. so i highly recommend them if you are like me and are very stressed and anxious and confused about all of that information all the time. their site should be the at the top of the search results if you google N95 Project, it has a dot org site url so thats another way you can tell its the official site.

[ecl1pse]

I got the 2an cushion bc it's a) one of the few cushions w medium shades b) also one of the few cushions that promises good coverage & c) irene

but im pleasantly surprised with how good it's been on the couple of days I've tried it so far!! it's really held up w me wearing a face mask at work & sweating thw whole time bc it gets so hot in there. I will admit i am setting it w some of the peripera ac powder but nothing super matte. yesterday I applied it w a brush & it looked so pretty + it barely transferred on my mask!! today I used the sponge & I am seeing bit more transferred but still nothing like other cushions tbh. this is working like what I thought the tirtir red cushion would but never did!

[number1weirdo2010]

The Prison of education

hey guys ! so i am if you don't already know a Non-binary , bisexual , dyslexic and autistic person . I want to be a writer of some sort in my spare time so I decided to practise on tumblr . please no hate Im trying my best and trying to share my experence of bulling and homophobia while expresing my imagination thru characters anyway thanks for reading and any requests or advise on writing please don't hesitate to ask !

!!! warning: mention of su!c!de thoughts , bullying : !!!!!

im going to write this in the first person but i will be changing a few names for privacy purposes!

5:30am alarm is blaring , i can feel the damp whether without even looking out the curtain it's time to get out of my bed . which for me is one of the hardest tasks of the day as all i want to do i stay in my warm, comfortable bed and sleep away any of my worry's . Although I know i cant do that . My legs are heavy like 50 pound weights , my head is banging and throbing with a headache that feels like a strong wave forcing me back down to the pillow . I have to resit . I look in the mirror and instantly feel this rage of gender dismorphia , ARE YOU A GIRL , ARE YOU A BOY , PICK A SIDE , U DONT DESERVE TO LIVE . i force my self to block it out with the blast of music in my headphones . i pick up my toothbrush , on goes the toothpaste and into my mouth . some people don't like the mint flavor , i hate it but some times i feel like i deserve the burn . I put on some shorts and a baggy t-shirt , trainers on and out for a run by 6:00am.

home a 7:00am still hate the way i look but i have no more time to work on it now i have to shower and pack my things for school. Now second battle of the day breakfast or no breakfast ? It's the only thing i can control , to make myself look thin or more masc at this point I do not know so to make my life slightly easier i skip it . I kiss my mum on the head tell her Im ok and that i will see her later . i open and close my door , hands shaking i lock using my old , rusty key . choking back tears i think un my head what will they say today , my hair ? The way i wear my uniform ? What bag i choose to wear ? my sexuality ? my gender confusion ? the reading book ? what i eat ? the list goes on . standing at the gate , there it is .

The Prison of Education .

greeted by the teachers i put on my mask , my virtual mask , a smile. time for form , i can just about stand up let alone walk to the 3rd floor. I must not let anyone know how i feel so . I smile.

i open my form room door slowly to be greeted with a perverted form room teacher , laughter and sniggering . I suddenly feel overwhelmed as if i want to die on the spot as if i want the floor to eat me whole as if i didn't exsist so that these bully's wouldn't have to put them selfs out to bully me . there i go again trying to make THERE lives easy with me not in it . i sit down in my seat , sweating , holding my breath as if if i exhale ill be shot on the spot which at this point i wish would happen . time passes while i feel like im going to pass out . i can feel them staring at me , all of them there judgemental eyes trying to figure out what i am . well i don't even know myself . 2 lessons pass and now its break time and ofcorse as i step out the classroom there they all are , all 13 of them . im backed into a corner where i am verbally , mentally abused but hey it's just me im fine i should be used to it by now . the minuetes go by i feel trapped until i finally break down . crying , i can't breathe , alone .

finally the end of the day all i want to do is go home and lay under the covers . I know i cant , i have to help my mum she has enough to worry about DON'T TELL HER but i know she will make me feel better either way .

a bit of time with my mum later and im back in the same place . the mirror , judgeing , hating on myself but hey tommorow is a new day right a new day of struggles .

the end... For now .

thanks so much guys for reading i understand it's a bit dark and i do apologise but i wanted to spread awarness or bulling and the affects of it on surtain people please dont hate on puntuallity and spelling im trying my best many thanks

Heidi (liam xoxo ) !

[velvetwarfare]

last post for a bit.

I rather die. Honestly. I can’t take it. My parents are atrocious. I have no support. I’m progressively getting worse w fevers and strep and even urgent care somehow forgot to give me my new meds so I had to bitch at them to send it over. Both of my fucking tonsils are swollen now, my throat is on fire, every god damn fucking night I wake up soaked in sweat and chills and a 101 fever and nearly get sick. I’m constantly getting sick. My body aches. Then on top of that, I have my parents bitching at me for ‘faking it’ and the thermometer is wrong and they SEE me throw up and take my temperature. They still bitch at me for being in bed. They still bitch at me for not doing chores or anything. I can’t. FUCKING. MOVE.

But I’m still forced to go back to work Tuesday regardless or my mom will threaten me to leave work completely. I’m not allowed to take off because ‘it’s just a sore throat. people go in with fevers all the time. wear a mask.’ Im not allowed a break. I can’t rest it off. I have to work work work work WORK I’m not allowed to heal. It’s been getting worse. It’s resistant to doxy. I have fucking NO ONE in person to support me. I want to die. My mom basically just told me to go to a fucking hospital to get shit pumped into me or go back to living w my abusive ex and I told her to go fuck herself in front of her face.

I can’t do this lol I’m completely at my limit I can’t I feel like I’m fucking dying and I’m still being forced to do shit when I’m physically incapable of it

[redrydersrequiem]

Reunited ch 3

Previous chapter. Next chapter

Thank you for everyone who’s read this. I’m trying my best to write I’m still a baby writer. Bold is Navi

Updated 7/10/23

Miles pov

After checking in on Spider and seeing he got a clean bill of health I took him with me to get some proper clothes. Just looking at him was making me cold.

“Here kid” I say , throwing a bundle at him.

“What! I'm not wearing this.”

“Kid, I ain't asking, I need these people to see you as an asset and right now you smell horrible so you're going to go get cleaned up and changed while I try and find your momma.”

“Wait find her, what happened, is she ok? Did you do something to her for helping me?’ He says throwing the bundle to the ground and trying to advance on me. The kids ready to fight read to scour the ship to try to find the women he's met once really. I know it's wrong, this feeling of knowing what I said to the general would work. But I can’t help but feel proud of him. Proud he's willing to protect his mom. However the nagging feeling in the back of my mind to stay on track won't go away.

“Just give me a break kid ok, now go get cleaned up, i have other things to do.” I finish my sentence by taking the co mask and breathing out of it for a while. I almost miss being outside, being able to breathe normally.

Spider picks the bundle back up and goes off to the bathroom after some time he comes back now clean of the paint and mud that was all over him now in some board shorts and a regular tshirt, no shoes though well whatever i'll count this as a win for now. Grabbing Spider , a new mask and pack we set off to find y/n. I have a pretty good feeling the others took her back to our area.

We cross the threshold and switch masks, Spider putting his on and me finally being able to take mine off. The doors open and I see my team. Lopes prager, brown and ja are all playing cards. Walker and Fike are arm wrestling while Warren and Zhang cheer them on.

Spider just looks around in awe at all the giant stuff around him. We continue on into thee training area where i see Lyle and z-dog standing watching something

“Wainfleet, Zdinarsk where’s y/n” Getting closer i see the answer to my question currently pummelling a poor punching bag

“Shit she's pissed.”

“Yeah it was everything we could do not to be on the receiving end of that”. Z states as she continues to watch your rage on

“Yeah colonel we left that for you to deal with.”

“Well thanks for that lady’s. Shit well, good thing I came bearing gifts. Stay here for a second kid don't need you getting in the middle of this.”

“Yeah, let's not let him see mommy and daddy fight.” Z says sarcastically to me

“It won't be much of a fight, more a show of the Colonel getting beat up” Lyle adds with a laugh as he fist bumps Z . I was definitely going to get back at those two insubordinates, I swear.

I keep walking over to y/n. She’s sweating and clearly riled up with how fast her tail is swinging behind her. I hear z and Lyle making bets on who's going to win with Spider chirping up that she'll win great, at least I know he's not scared.

“Y/n”.

At her name she stills , catching the bag with both arms so it stops swaying in front of her.

“Y/n?”

She turns quickly, leveling me with a hard gase. Her ears are twitching back and forth, her tail standing at aleart.

“Now darlin just hear me out” is all i get out before she starts taking swipes at me.

I dodge to the best of my ability not really wanting to fight her since i know im wrong this time. Not that i would admit it.

I go to bring my right arm up blocking her punches but she just grabs onto me kicking at my ankle to pull me off balance, now on the ground she straddles me all i can do is put up my arms to protect my face as she keeps raining punches

“You let them take our son.”

“Darlin, look over there the kids fine, he's safe and sound and he wont leave your side again, i swear.”

“He's our son Miles, our son, not just some kid.

Finally having enough of her punches I grab both her wrists tightly holding them to her side

“I know, I know darlin, it’ll be fine just ease up on me mamas you're gripping a little hard” All I can focus on is her toned legs around my waist bringing up fond memories. Of us being in this same position about 17 years prior

Y/n pov

I just shake my head at his stupid sly grin and ungrapple him, letting him up I walk over to Lyle, Z-dog and spider, the latter of the group exchanging candys, I'm guessing they bet on who would win.

Coming to a standstill in front of the boy. All i can get out is just “Hi”

It takes everything in me not to grab him and hold him to me. Wanting the reassurance he's actually Here, and I didn't just make it all up. I dropped to my knees so we’re somewhat the same height

“How do you feel, has everyone taken care of you? I unconsciously lifted my hand wanting to grab and look him over. He just grabbed my finger in his hand and smiled at me.

“Yeah um quartich got me looked at “

“He did?” I say turning back to level my gaze at the marine behind me. He just steps back raising his hands in defense, not wanting to get another lashing.

“Good. I see you got some fresh clothes too.

“Yeah.”

“Well is there anything else you need are you hungry or anything

“I'm fine,uhh thank you.”

I feel the tears welling up and everyone can see it

“I know this may be a lot but can I hug you…..please”

I can see the decisiveness pass through his eyes before he bounds up to me wrapping his small arms around my neck. I just breathe him in. Enjoying the feeling of my child finally back in my arms. He looks much cleaner than the last time I saw him but he definitely needs a haircut. I can still see stuff stuck in the dreads at the ends

“I do have to ask, sweetie, when was the last time you clean, cleaned your hair?”

“Uhhhhhhhh”

“It’s fine sweetie it's just I know the colonel got you to clean up a little but you still have some stuff stuck in here.” I take my hands to his hair and pull out a full twig. Spider blushes but I just smile and laugh holding him still by my side.”

“I guess i do need to get it cleaned.”

“Id be more than happy to help you if you’d like “

“Uh yeah that would be nice”

I smile at my baby taking in his face for the millionth time

“Ok well why don't you go with aunty z and uncle Lyle and hang out with the others while i go get cleaned up ok.”

“Ok “

I stand staring at the two recoms in front of me `Take care of him please”, is all I say but they can definitely hear the underlying threat that if anything happened to him they would get worse treatment than their colonel just did. So they both just vigorously shake their heads yes and take spider over towards the others. I walk away going towards the showers hearing miles heavy footsteps following behind. I don’t even bother looking his way or feeling shy as I take off all my gear to finally wash off. Running through a jungle and then finding my now grown son, the pounding headaches I’ve had since and the hatred im feeling for the rda right now are just the tip of the iceberg

“Darlin you gonna talk to me.” Miles asks from behind me. Sitting on one of the benches just staring at the wall beyond me

“I don’t really know what to say to you.”

“Darlin you understand why we're here right”

“Yes I do but that doesn’t mean I have to agree with it especially if it enrolled my son”

“Our son”

“No no you don’t get to say that after letting them take him you don’t get to…to.” I feel strong arms wrap around me holding me as I finally cry, finally let out the emotional frustration that has been building since waking up in this new body.

Miles held me close, the hot water pouring over both of us. I feel his remorse through his body. Even just him letting me beat on him earlier showed how guilty he felt. My tears have dried as I feel miles kissing my shoulder and neck. I just pull away from him. Staring up at his handsome blue face. His eyes say thousands. All his emotions are betrayed by his eyes. I don't have it in me to be upset with him anymore and smile back at him. His cute tail stands up as he pulls me close again, kissing my lips before continuing to kiss up and down my neck.

“Your all wet now.” is all i can get out as i feel my body start to heat up and it’s not from the water

“I don’t care”. He just continues to kiss me leaving marks as he goes. I just drag my hands to the front of his shirt, grasping the hem to drag it up and over his head.

(Insert smut here. I don't know how to write smut yet sooo yeah sorry use your imaginations if i learn how to write it i'll come back and change this)

Once we’re both clean and changed into new clothes that I had to go get since Miles didn’t bring any of his own.

We both make our way back over to the others; they're all now at the poker table. Everyone’s trying to keep on their poker faces but Spider's face makes me smile, the comically large cards in his hands and his concentrated face. I go up behind him and see that he actually has a good hand. But I can tell he has no idea as he just looks up at me with a huge smile on his face before going back to look serious. Patting the top of his head I just take some cards and show him how he should play his hand when it comes his turn.

Lyle smirks as he sets his cards down the others all groaning as they lose, as he goes to scoop up the pot towards him, i just smile and stop him. He playfully glares back in challenge as i nudge Spider to show his hand. Everyone cheers as Lyle falls over dramatically in defeat.

Miles pov

Everyone’s goofing off and laughing, and it warms my heart. I can feel the old colonel in my mind telling me to get back on task but the longer I stare at y/n and spider, the more I hear the others' joy the less prominent that voice becomes.

Spider now stands on the table as everyone fake bows to his card prowess. Y/n just stand behind them all laughing with a beautiful smile on her face. I wish i could capture the moment. This is what should’ve been, and ill be damned if it gets taken away from me again.

Your pov

Now that the game is over i pick spider off the table and set him back on the ground.

“Ok kid did you decide what you want to do with your hair.”

“Uhh yeah i guess cutting it would be the best option but not too short ok i don't want to look like Wainfleet.

Lyle just gaps at spider while everyone else laughs, poking fun at the bald soldier

“I can’t blame him, Corporal, I'd hate to look like you ugly blue ass to thank god the kids at least got taste,” Miles says poking fun at his oldest friend.

“Just so you know I can grow hair, this is just a choice ok.”

“Yeah sure whatever you say.”

“Hey, I'm better than you, old man.”

I just laugh as the two grown men go on to fight like kids. It’s nice to see them so playful but it also reminds me how old we are now, all of us back to being in our twenties. Spider just laughs at the two mens antics while i search the cupboards for a pair of clippers, finding some i walk back over to spider and decide it would be easier to go to room that spider can take his mask off in

“Anyone else need a touch up while I do Spiders hair?”. I ask the room. Everyone declines so it's just me, Spider and miles. We all moved to another room. There's no one really in the halls so it's a quick journey. Me and Miles make small talk with Spider occasionally taking sips from our masks. Ok this room should work. It’s an empty apartment so everything is spider-sized except the ceiling. Thank god they were tall. I found a chair for Spider and put it on top of the table so he could sit and I wouldn’t have to kneel the whole time. Miles goes over and takes up the entire couch with his lanky body. Both arms stretched out the length of the back of the couch. He looks damn comfortable, and damn sexy, its not until his eyes flicker back to me and that sly grin spreads across his face that I quickly turn my blushing face away. He just chuckles from his spot reaching over to turn the room's tv on.

“So Spider, do you mind telling me more about yourself.”

I can see Spider wants to say something but then goes to clam up as he now stares at his father.

“Hey hey it's ok You don't have to say anything you don't want.” Miles reassures the kid i can tell it's not really working

“Yeah it's fine sweety we don't have to talk about anyone in particular i just want to know how you’ve been raised, if you got enough love.”

“Um ok well i was mostly raised at the lab by Norm, Max and Abby. The others also helped raise me but its not really like they where my parents.”

Listening to spider talks as i pick through his hair carefully, it brings a sad smile to my face. I know that my baby was taken care of and i dont doubt that the others tried theirs best but he wasn’t loved like i would have. He wasn’t held close during the night just so I could hear him sleep. I never got to give him a birthday, or teach him how to tie his shoes (not that he wears them) . I never got to hold him and love on him if he got hurt running around. Just all the things i've missed brings me into a somber mood.

“You ok darlin” miles asks as he noticed my silence

“Hmmm oh yeah sorry. Sorry sweety I was listening, i just got lost in thinking how much i would have loved to watch you grow.”

“It’s ok. Umm it wasn’t bad. I mean Jake and Neytiri took care of me too and I'm really close with their kids.”

“Jake has kids?

“Yeah he has three kids, you actually saw some of them in the forest if you remember”

“I'm sorry I don't really i was, focused on other things, but Wow I did not think Jake would ever be a dad when I knew him, that's crazy.”

“What was jake like before.?

“Welllllll”

“He was a cheeky little bastard that liked to get into trouble.”Miles states from the couch.

“Hey now, he was a good soldier, he was fun. I liked him. He was definitely a flirt. I remember the first time he saw me he called me an angel sent to Pandora to bless the rest of us.

“Ewww that’s so cringy”

“Hahah I still remember the others shaking their heads at him from behind me to stop, while your father over there was just staring him down from behind. Oh god the look on his face when he turned and saw miles was hysterical.”

Miles chuckles from his spot remembering the scene as well.

“Can I ask if he's a boy dad or a girl dad?”

“Oh definitely a girl dad kiri and tuk have it made me, loak and neteyam are always in trouble.”

“Wait, that's five people. I thought Jake only had three.”

“Yeah ummmm.”

“Hey its ok you dont have to tell us,

“No its just…. It’s fine um yeah they have another daughter she's the same age as Lo’ak, her names kiri”

“Kiri?”

“Yeah she's graces daughter” Now that got me and miles attention

“Grace has a daughter, Grace got pregnant, oh my god who's the Lucky guy that would have.”

“Uhhh we don’t really know, grace could never tell anyone

“What do you mean?”

“Uh grace was hurt during the war and didn’t make the transfer with her avatar.

“Wait grace died but then how

“No one really knows Grace's avatar, just was pregnant one day is all I know.”

“Wow”…….. the news really sinks in and i know spider is somewhat distraught having told Miles and i this information.

“Ok well I have to say im glad you’ve had people to watch out for you. But right now why don't we come back to the issue at hand your very knotted hair” i say trying to easy the tension in the air

“Hey its not that bad”

“Honey please its that bad, im guessing you didn’t care what the others said”

“Welll”

“That’s a yes. Ok so really the only option would be to cut the hair so it grow nicely, would that be ok.”

I can see spider try and decided before he finally agrees

“You can cut it but please not to short and also you can cut this. Spider points to the line of beads and gems that are in his hair”

“What is it”

“It’s my song chord their really important to the Navi and i wanted to have my own so”

“Ok i won't come anywhere near it ok i'll just have to rebraid it later would that be ok “

“Uh yeah.”

“Ok sweety here look forward and ill start back here.. I go around Spiders head once, cutting off some length. I'm able to get the strand untangled so I don't have to cut it so short.”

“You know i've seen you before.”

“Really”

“Yeah it was a video kiri was watching of grace.

(Flashback)

Spider pov

“Hey kiri what you watching

“Video logs from my mom. I was actually about to come find you monkey boy

“Oh yeah why

“While watching the logs i think i found your mother

“What, really show me, show me

“Ok calm down let me find it…..ah here it is

The log starts playing and we see Grace greeting the camera and starting the date like always, she goes on to talk about some of the samples she's recently studied when they hear a knocking on the shed door. Grace moves the camera to check what was going on. We see her smile slightly at the entrance waiting for the seal to start and the air to switch over.

Opening the door grace greets a woman, she's (your skin tone) with (your hair color) and is very visibly pregnant.

“Y/n what are you doing back here Parker send you toy check up on all of us

Cause you just missed norm and jake they just linked up’

“No i'm not here to check on you, Parker's weasley ass can bite me, but i do have a favor to ask.”

“Ohh and what's that.”

“Wellllllllll……”

“Out with it”

“Do yall have any more of those blue fruits? Ever since tasting them, the baby’s been craving them.”

“Grace just laughs at the women in front of her causing y/n to slightly pout”

“You came all the way up here for some fruit.”

“Well yeah and to kind of get away, i know im pregnant but everyone keeps treating me like im glass, it gets suffocating sometimes”

“What, you don't like the big bad Quaritch being your little puppy dog.”

“Hey now, lets not start,i know yall dont see eye to eye but hes my baby’s father and my fiancé, i love him, and i don't let him or the rest of the squad talk bad about yall, so let's do the same ok.”

“Grace just waves her hand brushing y/n off as she looks briefly back into the microscope.

“Well fine since your here can you man the station for a little i want to go get another sample,”

“Yes I can, if you bring me some fruit.”

“Yeah yeah i'll get Norm to bring you a bag full.”

“Yaaaaa thank you grace” y/n says jumping up to hug grace much to her jargon judging by the look on her face

“Yeah yeah you sure you’ll be fine alone in here”

“Well technically I'm not alone and I do have to wait for Trudy and Wainfleet to come back anyway. But it's fine, just put your com and camera on and i'll be entertained. I love watching yall go through the forest anyway.”

“Ok well you know what to do in case of emergency”

“Ma’am, yes ma’am.” Y/n says false saluting to grace who just rolls her eyes in response. Grace comes back over to the camera and signs off and that's where it end

End flashback.

“I think I remember that, I was definitely craving those fruits god they were so good. I probably devoured my weight in them”

“Yeah you did cause i had to cut them up all day for you.” Miles say grumpily

“Oh dont be a baby, it wasn’t that bad,”

“Whatever you say mamas”

“Wow, that must’ve been the last time I saw grace.”

“Ok all done”

I can see out of the corner of my eye miles stiffened slightly but I choose to ignore him and go back to the task at hand. After rinsing him off and brushing through his now wavy golden locks. He's truly a handsome kid. It kills me to say it but he looks more like his father.

“What’s wrong?” Spider asks as i continue to stare at him i can tell he's starting to get self conscious

“It’s nothing baby i was just thinking how much like your father you look

“What.?” He says quickly, turning his head to look miles up and down.

“Yeah you do, which is not fair because I'm the one who carried you for nine and half months.”

Miles just laughs from the couch, full on belly laughing

“Oh you hush this is your fault.”

“How is it my fault darlin,”

“You and your stupid genetics”, I say walking over in front of him. He just grabs me and sets me in his laugh as he hugs me to him.

“I don’t remember you complaining about my genetics when we,,,,,

“Ewwww can you guys not, gross, Now i know how the others felt with their parents”

“Hey wait till you find someone, squirt, you’ll know.”

(Think something like this but i don't want him to be sad and the thing hes holding is his songcord it would still be in his hair like behind his ear or something.

I can see spider blushes at the thought, I'll have to quiz him on that later. I hop off miles lap and back towards spider

“Well it's getting late, why don't we get you some food and then figure out sleeping arrangements ok”.

“Ok mom”….. it's quick, Spider himself doesn’t even realize he's said it to me until he freezes looking up at me with worry and uncertainty. I just kneel and bring him into another hug, “oh my little baby…. You can call me whatever you would like spider, I know this whole situation is very confusing but I love you, and have loved you since I found out I was pregnant.”

I feel Spider wrap his arms around my neck and hug me tight. I don't comment on the feeling of wet drops on my shoulder. I just pull away and kiss the top of his head and motion him to the door, Miles comes up behind me and hangs his arms over me, both us watching our beautiful child walk away.

The next morning miles gathers us and the team. We all meet in the group room as Miles tells us we have to start our mission. He knows i don't agree with what's happening but until we can find a better and safer way for our family to exist we have to play the part. Miles had talked up the general that for the team to catch sully we had to think like him. Go full native in the jungles and Forests of Pandora, that's where Spider came in. He would be our teacher, this gave him a purpose and a shield, so now the scientist couldn't do anything to him again. After the gear is all packed and everyone is situated we make our way out to the helos the team will be using to get out into the forest.

Miles pov

Spider is at my side as we walk onto the tar mat. I hoist him up into the hull before turning to help y/n in as well

“Hey get off that.” I say grabbing Spider by the collar and dragging him away from the big gun.

“Listen up hotshot Just to let you know your mask here has a tracker in it, you think of running off. I'll have you back here in two minutes and give you an old school ass whooping you understand me.”

“Yeah yeah. Spider goes and sits next to y/n who thankfully was talking to z and didn’t hear our conversation.”

“I bang on the side to let the pilot know we're all ready as we embark into the Forrest.”

We all get set in a clearing, i wait for everyone attention before getting started

“Listen up, jake sully has gone underground so to catch him we’re going to have to think like him full tilt all the way,We eat Navi we ride Navi we speak Navi”

I hear spider let out is scoff

“You got something to say kid?”

“You call that Navi you sound like a three year old.”

Smart ass kid, i can make out some words hes saying but i know hes making fun of me

“Ok smart ass you just went from being our monkey mascot to our interpreter.

“Miles” i hear y/n scoldingly say my name but can’t find it in me to answer

“To start were going to need transportation we can’t be walking all over this damn jungle so your going to show us how to get those banshees “

“Banshees you mean the ikran

“Yeah whatever show us how.

Spider looks back over to y/n and i see her smile and give him a nod.

“Fine i hope all of you can climb.”

Y/n pov

When the boy said we had to climb he meant it. Scaling the floating mountains always sounded amazing while i was human but now, its just tiring. Spider is jumping between rocks and yelling at us to keep up. Everyone to there credit does fairly well but I can tell all regret all the gear we have to carry with us. We finally make it to the top. I see z looking over the edge kicking a rock down, and whistling at the fall. I hear spider call after us again and disappear behind the corner. I quickly catch up not really wanting to let him out of my sight. The sun blinds me for a moment while I listen to all the shrinks and yells now echoing through the air from the dozens upon dozens of colorful banshees that occupy almost every surface of the clearing. Everyone is star struck as we stare at the animals that have only ever gotten close enough to kill them. We all group up on a rock a fallen tree really being our only cover if the animals decided to charge at us. I remember grace telling me about the ikrans about how sacred they where to the omaticaya clan and how this was a right of passage to be considered an adult really.

Spider give us a brief run down of the ikran and what they are used for

“Ikran will only have one rider their whole lives thats why it’s do important to chose the Right one”

Miles pov

I huff at the kids words and take the tranq gun from Lyle When i hear spider laugh at me. I turn my head and fix him with a stare

“Something amusing kid”

“Yeah Navi kids younger than me do this with their bare hands.” That’s an interesting thought hmmmm bare handed huh

I turn and look at y/n shes still just fascinated with the scenery around us,

“Sully do this with his bare hands”

“What do you think”

‘Hmmmm ok then”. I hand the gun back to Lyle and stand up. Crossing over the tree

“Miles what are you doing?” I Hear y/n ask me

“Doing this the Navi way sweetheart, just cheer me on ok.”

Your Pov

I see miles start advancing into the clearing,

“When you choose one you got to connect your ques together.” I hear spider yell at his father.

“And how will he know it chooses him” i ask

“It’ll try to kill him “

“SPIDER!” I just watch worriedly as miles continues to advance on the saphira blue ikran infornt of him

Im holding my breath as i hear the animal hisss and bite at miles. Bobbying its head towards him like it’ll bite which it probably would. I hear miles hiss back and the fight starts. Miles goes and punches the thing in the face before trying to jump on its back.

“Did I mention your supposed to tie their mouths shut first”

“Spider,!” i want to scold the child but im focused on miles, especially the fact that him and the ikran are getting closer and closer to the edge

“MIlLES WATCH OUT” I scream but its to late hes fallen over the side

“Nooo” i cry and rush to the side to see where miles has gone but the clouds hid everything. Kid why would you do that i hear Lyle yell at spider

“I didn’t know he would fall off the side like i said kids younger than me does this I didn’t think he would” The others all stare in shock as Lyle grabs me and pushes us all to start heading back towards the drop location. Before i could say anything else a whoosh sound fills my ears as the wind rushes up in front of me and victorious yell shouts out

Miles pov

“Woooh hooo thats right”

I feel a thousand miles tall. Everything is amazing, the air rushing around me as I spin on my new ikran flying over the others as they all cheer me on. I make they ikran land jumping off to reunite with my team before a body comes barreling into me. It’s y/n now hugging the life out of me

“You stupid stupid man,”

“He its ok darlin.”

“If it's not spider i have to worry about its you will you both stop trying to give me a heart attack”

“Yes mamas, I say soothing her and walking over to the others.”

“Now that we know you need to tie their mouths thank you very much kid, everyone go get yours”

Y/n pov

Everyone went all having different levels of success but all succeeding

So It was my turn now.

“Go on darlin i've got your back”. Miles whispers lovingly in my ear before pushing me into the clearing. I swing the rope around in my hand as I survey the clearing and all of the remaining ikrans jump away, I just walk around its not till i almost give up when an ikran comes out of the shadows. I didn’t see it at first but as it steps into the light the beauty of the creature strikes me. A mirage of colors almost like a rainbow has kissed it. Actually the more I stare its almost like the beast has been tie dyed.

The ikran hisses at me and lunges forward i quickly side step him trying is jaw closed. Well there one less thing to worry about.

I hear my team cheering me on as i did them. Side stepping the animals head i throw myself on top of him grabbing on to it like a rodeo bull, Locking my thighs waiting for the timer to start. The ikran starts bucking away moving this way and that to try and throw me off him but i stay locked tight, its not till the animal still for a moment to catch its breath that i make my move. I grab his antenna and my que and all but smash the two together.

Then there was peace. Breathes intertwined and hearts synchronized. I can hear the other in the background all cheering, climbing on board their ikrans as they encourage me to fly. I reach down tuggin the rope off the ikrans mouth as i command it to fly. Flying was amazing it, was exhilarating and, heart stooping and every emotion in between. I see miles and his ikran zoom in to the space on my left. Spider sits infornt of him as they both have cheeky smiles on. Yelling at me to catch them if i can. Those boys i swear. I just shake my heads at them and start the game of cat and mouse

We’ve decide to use the ikrans to go back towards the base. The sun is still shinying and i can brefiely make out spider teaching his father some Navi words like hello and the traditional greeting. I bet he wishes he would have learned with me when we where human but sucks to suck.

We finally make it back to bridgehead, landing the ikrans just outside of the area not wanting them to really be locked down on the tar Matt not knowing how they’ll act. We take the mesurments for the scentest to make armor for them then the majority of us let them go. Everyone’s gushing about the experience all comparing them and what they named them. I walk over to miles and spider.

“So how was bonding time boys”

“Oh we had a great time with cupcake here”

“Cupcake? Seriously you named you ikran cupcake. Why?”

“Cause she was sweet enough to try and kill me. I was going to name her darlin cause she reminded me of you but I didn’t want you to be jealous.”

I just stare at him and lightly shove him and his smart ass self.

“What did you name yours ma,?” spider ask as he makes his way over to mine.

“Hmmmmm well at first i thought rainbow or something cause of the color but then it reminded me of tie dye clothes so his name shall be ty.

“Ty?”

“Yeah look he likes it” I say as Ty purrs while I'm brushing my hand down his head’.

“You both are so weird”

“Hey this isn’t horrible you should watch how to train your dragons thosewehre some names”

“What’s that ?”

“It’s a movie, i can pull it up on my halo pad well watch it tonight sweety, i promise” I say ruffling spider's short hair.

“Ok ok “

Miles comes up behind us

“Come on yall its time to eat.”

The first day of Navi training was definetly a into the fire situation but as long as it keeps my family together ill keep it up.

Tag list : love yall

@myh3artt @ducks118 @dyingofcookies @navs-bhat

[ghostismybbygorl]

Im sick right now, hopefully its not covid

( ive had it 4 times now)

But im gonna write some headcannons of 141 plus Alejandro and Rudy when they're sick

Price

in denial that he's sick

"Something must be blooming"

He'll carry a giant box of tissues around him at all times constantly blowing his nose (he's blows his nose so loudly)

Goes through a box of tissues a day

The only time he accepts that he's sick is when he a). Looks like death and is so tired he cant get out of bed b). Gets sick to his stomach or c) when his symptoms get really bad

He got covid and legit was passed out on the couch whining about how shitty he feels

Soap

Price gave him covid

It knocked him the fuck out

Alright now when hes sick

He gets super whiney and clingy when he's sick

"Ghooost" "what" "i dont feel good 🥺" "sucks for you"

Hes in bed box of tussues on the right, trash can on the left filled to the brim with tissues

He sleeps all day if he can but his congestion is so bad he'll just wine and moan about how shit he feels.

He takes all the cold medicine and none of them work for him

He takes hot baths to sweat out the sickness

A cuddle bug he has multiple pillows he just holds onto

When he had covid he whole ass fell asleep eating his food

He cried a little as well

Ghost

This is him when he's sick

He pouts when he's sick

He'll lie in bed all day just zoning out

If he has to do some shit he'll try not to act like he's sick (which fails because he'll be sniffling like crazy and just looks sad)

He gets grumpy too. One time a rookie pissed him off he made them mop the floor with a tooth brush

He hasn't gotten covid yet due to him wearing a mask all the time

He doesnt take anything he just suffers through it

"It'll eventually go away"

Usually gets a sinus infection after he's which pisses him off more

Gaz

Nobody knows he's sick cause he takes everything over the coutner.

He sleeps with a humidifier thats got vics in it

Dayquil, mucinex, afrin, peppermint tea, an edible all in his system.

If he feels REALLY bad he'll just call out and sit in his bed playing video games

Soup is his meal 24/7

Price gave him covid as well

He still cant taste food properly

If he eats something and it doesnt taste like it should he'll throw a glare at price occasionally flooing the bird at him

Alejandro

Mans a beast at home remedies

As soon as his nose gets stuffy he immediately gets the vics and applies it to his sinuses

Carries tissues around him to blow his nose. He does it in private not a big fan of blowing his nose in public he also carries vics everywhere

He has the humidifier, the vapo shower, everything

Makes sopa de pollo with extra jalapeños to clear his sinuses

He makes lemon tea with either hella onion or ginger, tastes like shit but gets the job done

He's rarely sick but when he does he's just tired and speaks with a nasaly voice

Hes not a big fan of cold medicines but if he has to take it he will

Rudy

Like soap he's a big baby when it comes to being sick

But he hides it well in public

Of coure he's all about home remedies

Vics vapo rub is carried around him 24/7

He'll only take theraflu cause that shits the only thing that works.

Religiously takes advil to stop the sinus swelling

When he's not working he'll sleep as much as he can.

He takes HOT baths to sweat out the sickness

König

Sleepy boy when hes sick

He'll just randomly fall asleep on someones shoulders

He'll sleep all day

Doesnt like to take cold medicine but he'll take it if he really doesnt feel good.

He drinks alot of tea and makes herbal remedies

He gets really quiet, doesnt speak at all

He sniffles lightly and he'd hide to blow his nose. Very embarrassed about blowing his nose

Carries peppermints in his pocket and ginger candies

Uses a netty pot and does salt rinces

Takes hot showers with eucalyptus, lavender, and peppermint hanging off the shower head

He likes to curl up in a nest of blankets with sweats and a hoodie. He doesnt wear his hood only a face mask to not make other people sick

He takes vitamin c everyday to help him not get sick

[goldenempyrean]

hiii I have a request :) maybe pregnant!reader trying to take care of a sick and feverish scarlett. they both just got home from set and scar is stubborn about being taken care of since she is afraid of getting reader sick because of the baby

My Priority

Hey! Hopefully this is what you were expecting. Im not too sure how it turned out so please let me know! Its slightly unedited too so apologies about the mistakes.

Summary: Your wife is sick with the flu and needs care but shes unable to accept it.

Wordcount: 1587

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“Come on sweetheart, lets get you inside.” You said as slowly coaxed a very tired and feverish Scarlett inside your house.

She’d complained a little about not feeling too good that morning but you’d both gone down to set to film anyway. That had been a mistake. She’d gone from being a little too warm to running a pretty heavy fever within the space of afew hours. If dealing with persistent and bouts of sweating wasn’t tiring enough on its own, she had the constant misfortune of a horribly sore throat and running nose to deal with too.

To make it clear, she was exhausted. She should have never gone to work but neither of you had known that morning that she’d be in this condition only a short time later. Which is why you’d asked permission for the both of you to return home so you could get her straight back into bed. You were happy for the break too. Filming scenes and stunts was becoming increasingly more tiring recently, especially since you were carrying another tiny human inside you.

It was a secret which you and Scarlett had kept fairly private for the meantime. The only people who knew about it apart from the two of you, were the both your parents, your manager and the head producer for the current film you were shooting. It wasn’t obvious yet either, mainly because you were only in the first-trimester. Plus you’d gotten pretty lucky too, only experiencing mild morning sickness so far.

However the pregnancy meant Scarlett has grown extra cautious. She’d been wearing a mask for the majority of the morning, just out of curtesy for your colleagues but you’d noticed that even after she’d sat herself down on the sofa she’d kept the mask on.

“Hey, you can take that off now y’know.” You said as you came to sit beside her, not missing how she’d slightly shuffled away as you sat, “Scarlett whats wrong?”

She took a moment as she coughed into her mask, “I cant get you sick baby. You heard what our director said, she thinks I have the flu. We cant risk you catching it.”

“Oh no sweetheart.” You sighed, shuffling up next to her as you ran a hand through her silky hair, “You don’t need to worry about that, we just need to get you feeling better.”

“What about the baby?” She asked, looking over at you as she sniffled from under her mask.

“The baby will be fine. I’ll be careful and sanitise a lot. I want to take care of you sweetie.” Your voice had taken on a comforting tone as you raised your hand to cup her cheek, feeling her shiver beneath your touch.

“We should get you changed, some warm clothes will help.” You noted, as Scarlett’s head filtered upwards to look towards the light as her eyelashes began to flutter rapidly.

“Hh’uptshoo! Hh’itshhhiew! Hh’iiishiew!” She sneezed, bringing her elbow up tightly over the mask which was still sitting across her face.

“Goodness bless you.” You cooed as you stood, “I’ll grab you some tissues while I get your clothes.”

You walked off, leaving Scarlett sitting in the living room. You looked back for a moment and saw Scarlett slowly taking off her mask, folding it as she stuffed it in her pocket. You felt yourself smile, thankful that she was finally taking down her walls of defence. It didn’t take you long to find a pair of warm, comfortable pyjamas for her to change into. You also took the chance to change yourself into something more relaxing too, opting for a pair of leggings and an oversized hoodie.

Walking past the bathroom, you suddenly remembered to grab a box of tissues from the cupboard, taking the bottles of DayQuil and paracetamol which were on the top shelf of the overhead cabinet

“Hey sweetie-“ You said as you entered back into the living room, only stopping yourself as you saw the sleeping form of your wife, her head in an uncomfortable position as it leant against the back of the sofa.

You looked over at your exhausted wife before coming to sit beside her ignoring the fact you had gotten slightly out of breath. You took a moment before reaching out, stroking a finger down her cheek, “Sorry to wake you sweetheart but I have some clothes and some medicine for you to take.” You said as you placed everything on the sofa beside you.

Scarlett gave an inaudible mumble as she woke up, leaning her head on your chest for a second before turning away to sneeze damply against her shoulder, an action which was followed a set of thick, congested coughing.

Your face dropped with worry as you began to rub circles down her back, noticing how her shirt clutched to her skin uncomfortably.

“Oh my poor baby. You’re okay, you’re okay.” You repeated softly, as she finally finishing coughing.

“Sorry that was gross.” She apologised, as she sniffled against you for a moment before sitting up as the sudden worry of getting you sick popped back into her mind.

“No, its okay. You should get changed and take these meds for me. You’ll feel better if you do.” You said, picking up the soft clothes and placing them in her lap, “I’ll get you some water.”

You left her to get changed, closing the curtains before making your way to the kitchen to grab Scarlett a bottle of water. Hearing another set of sneezing, you called out a ‘bless you’ to your wife. She replied with a ‘thank you’ and you could hear the hoarseness behind her voice as she strained it. You we’re pretty positive that she’d be loosing it soon.

Scarlett had finish getting changed when you came back into the living room, her old clothes in a small pile beside the sofa.

“Hey baby.” She mumbled as you sat back down next to her, “Can I have that?” She asked, nodding towards the water in your hand.

“Of course, that’s why I got it in the first place.” You smiled as you handed her the bottle, watching as she took careful sips, noticing the way she gave a small wince as she swallowed.

You looked over beside you to pick up the small bottles of medicine from where you had left them, you took the caps and poured the correct dosage out of them both. You first handed her the orange DayQuil, hoping it would help soothe her throat a little with its thickness.

Scarlett took it and drank the liquid before holding out her hand and taking the other. Giving a light cough into her elbow after she had swallowed them.

You could see her eyes darting back and forth as she glances at you, it was obvious that she was unsure of wether to come closer.

“Do you want a hug sweetheart?” You asked, putting her thoughts into words.

She thought for a moment before quietly responding, “What about the baby?”

You shook your head, “The baby is one of the most important things to me but Scarlett, right now you’re my main priority. Nothing could ever change that. I know you feel awful, I do. So you don’t need to worry about getting me sick, just let me take care of you.”

You’d only just finished your sentence as Scarlett pulled you into a hug, you smiled as you felt her sink against you. You held her there was a second as she pulled away to muffle afew coughs into her elbow.

For a moment you and Scarlett sat in silence, well as silent as it could get with the persistent sound of sniffling, it was then that you noticed that she kept readjusting her shoulders in different positions.

Going with your gut feeling you broke the silence, “Your muscles hurt, don’t they?”

She nodded and it was then you had an idea, “Turn around.” You instructed her as you turned your finger in the air.

Scarlett was now sat sideways on the sofa, you were about to reach out when you saw her back become tense suddenly.

“Hu’tshhiew! Hhep’tshoo!”

“Aw bless you.” You cooed, opening the box of tissues which you had gotten from the bathroom and handing her a couple.

You waited for Scarlett to finish blowing her nose before you reached out and gently grasped her shoulders, applying pressure at her sensitive points.

Scarlett gave a light moan of satisfaction as you continued massaging her shoulders, the aches slowly being worked out. She felt her eyes begin to close as she finally began to relax, letting herself be under your control.

She hadn’t noticed it herself but Scarlett had been slowly falling asleep in hold. It was only after you went to remove your hands you’d noticed how her body was leaning heavily backwards. You kept her there for a second as you quickly positioned yourself to be sitting closer to her before finally letting her tired form lie across your lap.

“Oh my babygirl. I’ve never seen you this unwell.” Your voice was soft as you wrapped your arms supportively around her.

You barely heard the small noise of agreement as she tried fruitlessly to keep herself from falling asleep. Her efforts were in vain however as not even 5 minutes later Scarlett was sleeping soundly in your hold.

You smiled down at her, kissing your finger before pressing it down to her forehead, “That’s it sweetie. Just rest for me.”

[sinfulcries]

STREAMING GONE WRONG — KENMA X MALE READER

authors note. nyx @junkwhoore absolutely carried this collab I HAVE SUCH A TALENTED BESTIE IM FUCKING SOBBING. You can find this piece on his account as well over here! He beat me up in the google docs but i still love my bestie smh </3

tw. cuckolding, infidelity, cheating, size difference, camboy kenma, belly bulging, creampie, degradation, humiliation, noncon, feminization, daddy kink, use of cunt/pussy ( @hqintheclub / wc. 3.3k )

“Hey, (Name), you should check out this new streamer. He’s got some ass content,” Nishinoya said, unlocking his phone after a hard day at practice, draping the towel across his lower half as they got dressed. College volleyball was a bitch, and the duo worked up a sweat during training, especially with Kageyama being a little shit with his serves and sets.

You shrugged, sliding on your shorts. “Nah, I think I’ll pass. I couldn’t do that to Kenma—his cute ass is enough for me,” You laughed, patting your best friend on the back. “Thanks for the offer, though.”

The short male let out a playful whine. “Oh, come on. One little porno isn’t going to hurt anyone—it’s not even cheating,” Nishinoya protested, finishing dressing and locking his locker. “Look: lemme give you the username so you and Kenma can watch the videos together? Maybe some ideas will come for this?”

“You’re such a perv,” you scoffed, playfully rolling your eyes. “Fine, gimme the username, and I’ll give the streamer a chance. Kenma would know more about this shit than I would.”

Nishinoya laughed, taking your phone and typing in the streamer’s channel name. “You’ll probably like it. Feminine shit, gamer boy aesthetic—might remind you of Kenma when you’re jacking off.”

“Oh, fuck off, Noya,” you snorted, slinging your bag over your shoulder and wishing your teammates a good evening before taking your leave. You just wanted to get home to your shared apartment, eat something—maybe some yakitori or sashimi—and fuck Kenma into the sheets and hear him cry out. Oh, Kenma was such a pretty boy when he had tears running down his fat cheeks, begging you to abuse that cute little hole of his. Such a good boy Kenma was, being a good cocksleeve for (Name).

As soon as you slowly headed back to their shared apartment, you curiously swiped his phone open to check the streamer that Noya had just recommended to him.

Kodzuken? Wasn’t that Kenma’s username?

Furrowing your eyebrows in frustration, you scrolled through the videos, seeing the familiar blonde straddle a long, thick dildo, watching the toy sink into the puckering hole. He was a moaning mess, ass facing the camera as he rode the dildo like the filthy little slut he was. Up and down, Kenma went, turning around to play with his cute pink nipples.

The gamer’s face was flushed red, drool leaking out of his mouth as his cock was pressed against his flat stomach. He was wearing cute thigh-highs, an LED steampunk gas mask, and a collar, head tipped back and hair spilling down his scarred shoulders. What a fucking slut, showing off his cute ass like a filthy whore, moaning like a stupid bitch in heat.

“Oh, you motherfucker,” you snarled, gripping your phone as you jerked down your shorts, wrapping your hand around your erect cock. How dare Kenma show off his ass, fucking himself like a dirty little whore for other men? That ass was only for your eyes only, but Kenma was a slut. A slut with pretty eyes and a dirty mouth that you were going to ruin when he got home.

Your cock produced a droplet of precum, throbbing and swollen as your hand flew up and down the shaft. You were going to fuck that cute little hole the minute Kenma got home—was going to make that stupid blonde twink cry until he was a sobbing and smacking mess, begging you to stop. It’s what the streamer deserved for being such a whore, showing his ass off everyone to see.

By the first ten minutes, you could feel an orgasm coming. The warmth spread across your stomach and you were growling, toes curling as you muttered curses. Stupid, blonde twink showing off what belonged to you. How dare Kenma! How dare he flaunt that pretty, feminine body for others to see? Who knows what else that slut was doing? The thought of Kenma on his knees for another way—with someone else’s cock lodged in that dumb throat of his was enough to make you see red.

You were squeezing the phone at this point, groaning when the first spurt of cum jutted out of his cock, and as much as you wanted to ride your high much longer, you could hear the faint clicking of his front door, alerting him that Kenma was home. You sure were going to have fun putting that whore back in his place—showing those filthy bastards watching his stream exactly who he belonged to.

“(Name) are you home?” Kenma called out softly, making you grin sadistically. It didn’t take long for Kenma to find him however as the blonde smiled at the sight of his boyfriend, wanting nothing more but to cuddle after an exhausting day. It was truly a shame that you had other plans however, and Kenma could only smile in blissful ignorance as his tiny body plopped beside .

“What were you watching, (Name)?” He mumbled, leaning in to catch a glimpse of the video displayed on your screen.

“Wanna take a look?” You grinned in response, showing him the video of him bouncing on a pink dildo. The sight of Kenma’s eyes widening in fear and his cheeks flushing red was absolutely priceless as he attempted to get away from you, however he was quick enough to grab his wrist and pin him down onto the mattress, watching him shiver whilst he towered over his smaller form.

“(Name) please I-I’m sorry—I really don’t want to—” Before Kenma could even finish his sentence, you immediately shut him up with a sharp slap to his cheek, watching his head fling to the side at how hard you hit him.

“Dumb whores like you don’t get to speak. I didn’t expect for you to be such a fucking low life, Kenma.”

Kenma let out a pitiful whine, tears welling up in his eyes as you wrap your calloused fingers around his slender neck. You love watching the tears roll down those fat, red cheeks as they burn with shame. “You don’t get to cry. If anything, I should be the one hurt. You show your ass off like a common whore and you’re the one in tears? Maybe I should give you something to cry about,” you mocked, tapping your fingers against Kenma’s Adam’s apple.

Not giving Kenma a chance to answer, you press his face against the pillow, holding his arms above his head as you reached into Kenma’s pocket for his phone. “Now, you’re going to tell me the password to unlock your phone and to your streaming account. I thought I could trust you, but it seems you can’t trust bratty, selfish whores these days,” you snicker.

“(Name), please, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—it won’t happen again—”

You smack his ass one good time, watching the skin jiggle. “I’m not going to ask nicely, Kenma. Give me the fucking passwords or this can get a lot uglier than it has to be.” Lacing your fingers in the blonde strands, you yank back on Kenma’s hair, hearing him sob pitifully. “You already fucked up. You think a simple apology is going to fix what you did?”

Sniffling, Kenma gave you the password. “It’s Kuroo’s birthday.”

“Of course, it is. I bet he knows about this. Bet he wanted to stuff your stupid mouth with his cock, didn’t he?” You bitterly spat, quickly logging into both the phone and the account. The inbox was flooded with messages and gifts; Kenma was exchanging nudes for the gifts and boy, it pissed you off. You were the only one that was supposed to see that cute body but now, Kenma was nothing more than a simple slut.

Kenma tried pleading but you shove his head back into the pillow. “You keep your ass right here,” you demanded, ignoring the whiny whimpers. It didn’t matter; if Kenma wanted to act like a desperate whore, then you were going to treat him like one.

Since the cute gamer was so adamant about getting fucked on camera, Kenma shouldn’t complain when you got the laptop to show his audience how much of a filthy liar he was.

Deciding to humiliate him, watch his identity get revealed by fucking him without his signauture mask, you immediately started the stream, watching the viewers roll in as they commented on how pretty the boy looked without a mask covering his face.

“Hey everyone. D’you guys know that this little whore right here’s taken?” You started, making sure your deep voice was loud and clear. Although your face was out of the frame, everyone watching could practically feel the dark grin on your face. “Didn’t even tell his daddy that he had multiple ones. Little bitch went around fucking with his best friend too!”

Your chuckle made fat tears roll down Kenma’s face, the humiliation and regret already sinking in as he had no other choice but to take your berating. He did deserve this after all.

“You virgin bastards could only dream about fucking this slut’s ass. His pussy’s mine.”

The bed dipped beneath your weight, ignoring how Kenma pleaded and whined, trying to push you away with his legs. You merely clicked your tongue, wrapping one hand around his throat, pressing him against the bed. “Keep still. You have no one to blame but yourself. If you kept your legs shut like a good boy, I wouldn’t have to do this.”

You didn’t even offer any lube; just spat on your finger and pushed in the tight ring of muscles. You could feel his ass flexing around your thick fingers, more pleas for you to stop rolling off of Kenma’s tongue along with soft apologies.

“Kuroo’s probably fucked this hole before huh? Wonder how many times he’s got you to cum.” You mused teasingly, effortlessly holding the small boy in place before thrusting the digit inside of him in and out, Kenma sobbing at the dry burn.

As much as Kenma hated to admit that he indeed went on several dates with Kuroo without you knowing, He still felt the guilt weighing heavily on his chest. He loved you too so why? Why did he do it? Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “Dumb attention whore.”

“(Name), please I won’t do it again—! I’ll quit streaming; I-I won’t see Kuroo again I-I’ll—”

“That won’t be necessary, Kozume. I’m leaving as soon as I'm done putting you in your place. Your best friend Shoyo’s a cute guy. I heard he's got a crush on me too.”

You were going to leave him… For Shoyo?

“N-No, don’t leave me for Hinata,” Kenma sobbed, voice breaking as you stuffed another finger in his hole.

The way he squeezed and flexed around your fingers almost made you reconsider but the pure regret and despair that washed over the gamer’s face was too beautiful—too enticing. If Kenma really loved you, he should have kept his damn legs shut.

The viewers were eating this up, applauding you both, thinking it was an organized skit. Oh, how wrong they were. At this rate, Kenma should be thanking you for fucking his dumb ass in front of his viewers. It would certainly give him more viewers and cash in his account.

“Nasty little attention whore wanted to sleep around and now, he feels regret because his daddy caught him,” you mocked, pulling out your fingers and gagging Kenma with his underwear. He looked so cute with those frilly panties stuffed in his mouth as more tears ran down his face.

Your cock is hard, tip pressing against your stomach while you force Kenma to stay on the bed. The fear in his eyes, how he sobbed pitifully was delicious. Maybe this was a reward, having that stupid cunt stuffed and filled and left oozing with cum. Oh well, it would be the last time that Kenma would get a taste.

Pressing the tip against the hole, Kenma tried sliding away, trying to spit out the frilly panties but you clamped your hand around his throat, keeping him in place as you sink the first few inches inside of him. “Stupid brats don’t get to run away. You wanted this, Kenma. You wanted to be a whore so bad, so I’ll treat you like one.”

He was so warm—so tight. You were already panting, sliding in further until you could see the bulge in Kenma’s stomach. Kenma—in the other hand—was a fucking mess. Screaming and crying against the makeshift gag while you wasted no time thrusting instead of him. The tears only spurred you on; he was a beautiful mess, and you would burn this night into his mind. You were the best damn thing he could ever have and he threw you away for some piss poor volleyball association promoter.

“Quit your whining. Once we’re done, you can go cry to Kuroo and tell him how mean and cruel I was,” you sneered, balls slapping against the curve of Kenma’s ass. The poor boy could barely comprehend the feeling of your cock prodding against his prostate. You made him feel euphoric without a doubt, however with the messy situation he made himself, Kenma didn’t allow himself to find pleasure in your hard and deep thrusts.

“Stupid whores should only take what is given to them,” you spit out, tightening your grip on his thighs, hearing him whine against the panty-gap. You didn’t care if he was a sobbing mess, you felt no sympathy towards Kenma. If he wanted that stupid pussy of his stuffed, all he had to do was ask and you would have happily fucked him until he was a sobbing mess.

Another shrill cry left the smaller male’s mouth, a stream of cash and donations rolling in on his laptop screen every time you continued to degrade the little boy. “(Name) P-Puh—please!”

This was much more fun than you expected it to be, and before Kenma could make more noise, you quickly threaded a hand through his hair, pulling his head up to show his fucked out expression to his viewers before shoving his face into his pillow. Your other hand inched towards the dip of his waist, keeping a bruising grip on him as you fucked into his body impossibly deeper.

“Kuroo can never reach this far inside of you. I bet he’s jealous, isn’t he? Jealous that I had you first and he had to settle for my sloppy seconds,” you taunted cruelly, giving Kenma’s ass a good smack, watching the skin blossom red from the harsh impact. When the poor boy couldn’t give you a response, you shifted him to the audience could see his dumb, red face.

They could see his fucked expression—could see the fat tears roll down Kenma’s red face as you forced him to take every inch of your cock like a good whore. “Go on and tell your darling streamers that you’re nothing but a filthy whore who’s hungry for cock,” you cooed.

“(N-Name), p-please,” Kenma choked.

You yank his hair, clicking your tongue condescendingly. “I’m sorry? You were saying something, darling?”

He sobbed, shaking his head. “I-I’m sorry. I won’t do it again; forgive me, daddy,” Kenma sobbed, begging you for forgiveness.

“That’s not what I wanna hear,” you stated, smacking Kenma’s ass again. “Tell your audience what I told you. It can get a lot worse, Kenma. Maybe I should fuck Shoyo on your stream too. I bet your fans would like him better. He’s a cute little thing and he would obey. He would be such a good boy for me.”

“N-No! Wait! I-I’m a filthy w-whore who’s h-hungry for your c-cock…” He sobbed, more fat tears rolling down his flushed face.

“My cock? Why’d you go sleeping around then? Stupid whore.”

Deciding to rub more salt into his wound, you moved the camera up so that your face was in the frame, smirking at the amount of viewers watching before leaning closer to the screen to catch a glimpse of the comments.

Kodzukenswhore: Oh fuck he's handsome!

Anonymous6969: Damn I don't know if I should be jealous of the guy or Kenma

Sexaddict405: Punish the cheater!

A chuckle left your throat at the mixed comments, your pace unwavering as you wrapped a hand around his pretty throat, "I'm punishing the cheater indeed." You taunted before continuing, "I know you're watching, Kuroo."

“I hope you’re enjoying the show so far.” Grinning sadistically, you laughed, “C’mon Kenma be on your best behaviour! Your little side chick’s watching you get fucked!”

The way his cheeks burned in shame, trying to hide his face made you laugh. It was funny—pathetic how Kenma was trying to hide. He certainly didn’t feel guilty—Kenma is only sorry that he got caught. You’ll make sure that he feels nothing but shame once you are done with him.

“Why don’t you call out for Kuroo? Oh, we should call him so he can listen to how cute you sound when I fuck. I bet he can’t make you scream like this,” you declared in a sing-song voice. You ram your cock against his prostate, hearing the small boy choke on his gargled words.

You could see Kenma’s little cock twitching and his walls squeezing tightly around your fat cock. It was safe to say that he was close. However, before he could cum, you quickly grabbed his body so that his back was pressed up against your chest, giving the camera a nice view of the pretty bulge in his pale stomach. “Bet you couldn’t do this, Tetsu~”

As soon as you inched a hand down to press the prominent bulge, the blonde let out a girlish scream, his body convulsing in your hold as he came all over his stomach, some of the cum landing on his laptop screen. Such a pretty sight indeed, seeing your now ex-boyfriend losing his mind over your cock.

God, you’d be too merciful to give him a break and just as he tried to squirm away from you, Your hold on his body tightened as you continued to fuck him through his orgasm, going much faster than how you did moments ago. “AGH! AH- AH~!” He mewled, his legs buckling as you fucked his limp body.

“I didn’t even get to cum yet! But i’ll pound you enough to instill that this will be the best fuck you will ever have.” You whistled cockily, “It’s a shame this will be the last one.”

Kenma was a hysterical mess, head ripping back as he babbled and cried girlishly. By the first spurt of cum, he was losing his mind, shooting blanks as you pumped him full of cum. You could see his stomach swell and bulge, expanding from all the nice cum you were fucking into his dumb body. He went limp, babbling nonsense before you pulled out, lifting his hips to show the cum oozing out of his hole.

The viewers loved that, typing how they wanted to be the one stuffing that twink’s hole. You cooed condescendingly, playing with the gaping hole that was still oozing with cum. “Don’t worry. All of you can fuck this bitch’s hole to your heart’s content. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was fucking other people while he was with me. Weren’t you?” you taunted.

He hiccuped, shaking his head. “N-No,” Kenma answered, trying to blink back his tears.

You hummed, “I smell lies. You’re a good-for-nothing slut who couldn’t even stay loyal to me.” Leaving him on the bed while cum spilling out of his abused hole, you gave his cheeks a good smack and smiled. “I’ll leave the stream rolling and you can think about your actions. Make sure to tell Kuroo I said hi and make sure you give him a kiss for me,” you taunted, patting Kenma’s cheek one last time before strolling out the room, leaving him humiliated and guilty in his own filth.

[spikesbimbo]

Soft sex pt.1   pt.2

-MSBY

Tags: cuddle fucking,cockwarming, morning sex, big dick!meian, bath sex, makeup sex, praise kink, hurt/comfort, pussy job

a/n: vanilla is not something to be ashamed of, its way more common than you think, you don't need to be doing kamasutra every night to keep the spark. none of that daddy shit in this. Srry : /

i also don't proofread, i h8 reading works right after i finish them, so let me know if anything's wrong.

NO KINKY FREAKY ASS SHIT 

**ONLY SOFT SEX BEYOND THIS POINT**

18+ Minors DNI

-Hinata

….Morning... sex. mmhmm

He could usually control his morning wood

But after being gone for so many days, finally coming home to see you, it was impossible

You woke up after you heard a few groans, feeling him rut into your back, turning over to see his face flushed and cheeks red, whether it be from getting caught or his activities 

So you decide to help him as a good s/o should

But you're also tired… 

So you just pull your pants off and tell him to go at it, not too rough because you had to work in the afternoon.

-

“Baby, you okay?” you faintly asked, turning around, eyes trying to open after hearing him make some noises. You hated when people disturbed your sleep, which you oh so loved, but your boyfriend was an exception, sometimes.

But what you didn't expect when you opened your eyes was catching him, red faced, with his hand in his boxers trying to make it stop. Looking like he was in a lot of pain, so your quick mind got on it, not wanting to see his face in any more discomfort.

“Here” you said, shuffling your back into him while pulling down your panties, setting your ass on his bulge, grinding a little to get him to hurry up. Knowing this was the only way you could take care of him.

“You sure?” he asked already putting his cock into you being needy as ever, which indeed you thought was cute in way but him stretching you out made you respond by pushing yourself even more against him, bottoming out which both of you let out some moans and curses, softly saying them as he wrapped his arms around your torso, giving you a minute before he started moving.

“S-shoyo”  you quietly gasped, holding onto the pillow as he pushed himself into you trying to close your eyes and relax, slowly but restlessly, getting deeper in you with every thrust. Leaning back into him his arm now moving around your chest, angling himself to where it felt good. 

His thrusts felt agonizingly slow, teasing almost, as he shoved his face into your shoulder, groaning how good you felt. “fuck, baby m’gonna cum.” he whined out. The pressure in his hips getting stronger with you clenching around him.

‘s’okay, hurry up and cum baby” you cooed, feeling him grow in you, wanting him to feel good, moving your hips back to catch his. “fuck-k” he finished, the warmness spreading into you, some dripping out onto your legs, slipping on the bed.

“You good now?” you giggled after some time, him finally sporting a smile instead of a frown. “thank you...” he shyly muttered out, turning you around to face him, wanting to see your pretty face.

“Can u wake me up at 3?” you asked, giving yourself another hour to get clean. Already being put back because you had to come in earlier today.

“Yeah cutie.” he said, putting it on his phone, you too worn out to do anything but stay still, now facing him while he snuggled into your chest, his head right under yours, finally getting the rest you deserved.

-Atsumu

You were a sensitive little thing, loving how rough and needy he got with you.

But sometimes you needed a break, it hurting too much leaving you sore.

But you're also a fiend for him okay?

who wouldn't be?

Jumping on him every hour of the day.

So you go and straight up, atleast try to, tell him that you want him to be easier with you.

But you were also embarrassed of it, being so needy for him, also not wanting his ego to get any higher than it was,  due to you basically you telling him you needed him everyday.

And he's like ok!! on it (¬‿¬)

-

“What wrong pretty girl, hmmm?” he asked, pulling your waist closer to him, dragging his hand on your upper thigh, fingers finding the outline of you panties under that skirt you were wearing. Him wondering why you looked so distraught just walking up to him.

“Tsumie” you said ignoring his question, bringing up your own, trying your best to get it out only for it to get caught in your throat.

“Hmm?” he responded turning all his attention on you, his gaze making you even more nervous.

“I- um... was just wondering if you could- ya know....bealittlemoregentlenexttime?” you said, muttering the last part out, hoping he understood and wouldn't inquire any further. 

He paused for a minute, taking in what you just said, glad that you were comfortable enough to express your thoughts around him, pulling you closer until his face was to your chest, looking up at you with his eyes glistening due to the reflection of the lamp in them. “Right now princess?” he smirked much softer than he usually did.

“Here baby. You're gonna come with me, and i'm gonna take good care of you...real good care of you.” he said, playful traces underlying his words, getting up from his chair while picking you up with him, hands under your thighs already causing a problem. Yes you loved dom, rough atsumu but when he was sweet and gentle, that was a whole nother story, as you could prove right now.

He gently laid you on the bed, taking all your clothes off, kissing all over you until you were wet enough, before attempting to “test” you with his fingers. To which you whined in protest, wanting him in you right now, wanting to feel his warmth inside and out of you.

He positioned himself on top of you, listening to whatever you wanted, fully settling himself inside after sometime, giving you time to adjust to him. He started moving his hips back and forth, his view of you beneath him being picture perfect, as you could say them the same before leaning down into you, muttering words of praise and affection in your ears. The only sound you responded with was moans and cries, but the look in your eyes, the look of want and need, the baseline for love, told him what he wanted to hear, but it wasn't enough.

“Thank you for putting up with me, you know i love you, huh? tell me baby.” he said not rushing you wanting you to feel at ease with him “Tell me you know i love you” he finished, desperate undertones in his words, looking at you with those big sweet eyes.

“I-i know you... love- me.” you choked out, his soft thrusts still hitting you deep, knocking on your cervix, but it felt so good; being in eachothers arms,  hitting all the right spots, his breath in your face entangling with yours, feeling more connected than ever. Before you knew it the two of you had finished more than once, now resting in eachothers arms, a 

“You feel good baby? He asked, an airy smile plastered on his face, you trying to do the same moving closer to him so he could hear you, arms still wrapped around each other.

“yeah.”

 -Kiyoomi

You loved him so much, even when he was a meanie

And he did the same, internally grateful that he was lucky enough to get someone as sweet as you.

Which is why he was making up for the argument he started earlier today.

Not meaning anything he said, just stressed and taking it out on you : ( not knowing how to apologize with words.

So he does what he knows you love, but you never ask him bc you don't want to bother him. 

You loved him touching you and vice versa, but you respected his wishes and only did it when you two were alone, even holding back in private too, not wanting to bother him.

So he gives you want you want, a physical form of an apology, another way to express his feelings. 

-

“shh..” he tenderly mumbled into your ear, the one he’d been kissing on for the past few minutes, the sloppiness of it that you loved. Your chest to his back, being completely nude with your legs spread open, one of his hands pinching your nipple while grabbing the rest of the flesh around it.

The sweat and tears adoring your face, masked in pleasure, trying your best to look up at him only to receive a kiss on the head.  

“Yoomi~”  you sofly cried, clinging on your hands back onto the fabric of his shirt, the one that he got back from his press conference in, the one that he came back in a bad mood, immediately taking it out on you.

His thumb played with your clit, two of his long fingers sliding in as well, leaving you more of a mess then you were already in, his voice accompanied, encouraging you to. He curled his fingers into you, not roughly but hard enough to make you feel it. Your other hand shakily grabbing onto the arm he was blessing you with.

You were such a sweetheart for him, an angel he thought. As soon as you walked in the room he could swear he saw a halo around your head, looking at you long enough to where he could bask in your beauty, but short enough to where you couldn't tell.

Sometimes he felt like he didn't deserve you, being such a bad boyfriend that can't attend to your “needs”, feeling like a dead weight on you. But the way you followed him around like a lost puppy, expressing your love for him in ways you knew he would like reassured him that you were the one.

“-omi” you moaned, legs now shaking, holding them in place with his arm, his fingers working faster while his hand was still cupping your breast squeezing it every once in a while.

“Come for me love.” he warmly mumbled into your ear, taking a break from kissing down your neck, his marks accompanying the glistening of your skin, being the prettiest sight in his eyes. You freezed up in his arms, finally letting go of his shirt, your head rolling back as far as it could. You ultimately getting the both of you dirty, your cum being now a puddle beneath you two, not having the energy to fret about it.

He lets you rest in his arms after your high, lightly resting his head on top of yours, giving it another kiss, gently holding you leaning into you before whispering a faint “Im sorry.”

-Bokuto

This is regular occurrence for you two

Yes, he fucks the shit out of you, but lovingly < 3

You two always express your love for each other through touch, being intimate leaves to you in a daze.

But after he wins a game and sees you in the crowd so excited, a big smile appears on his face, feeling grateful to have you in his life.

He shows you how much he appreciates you

-

“i love you....so much” he said, dragging your clothes off, eyes following you like a needy puppy, his shirt hanging on by one of his arms still in it, the rest of him naked. 

You could only giggle in response, taking off the bra yourself, seeing that he was trying his hardest too, not wanting to take any longer. “Ko, baby what about you?” you said referring to his state letting out another laugh. His hair even more messed up from taking off his hoodie faster than  you've ever seen, looking like a little kid trying to dress themselves.

“baby.” you murmur, your hands landing on the sides of his face, into your space, trying to bring him back to reality for a second. “I'm always gonna be here, always... so you can take your time” you finished, seeing he finally took your suggestion as he stood up.

He took off his shirt, now being fully naked for your eyes to admire. But before you could let your hands touch his chest he grabbed them, softly pulling you into his lap, wrapping his big arms around you while letting his head rest on your shoulder.

You got the hint and relaxed as he lined himself up with you, moving his head so that he could see before pushing himself inside trying to hold back his eagerness. “feel good?” he asked thrusting in you a little, the blush covering his cheeks as he held your body closer. 

“yeah...feels so good.” you faintly whined out. “...only you could make me feel this way” 

His big frame melted into yours as he started moving, your words being music to his ears, his slow strokes making you feel his need. You leaned your head on his shoulder too, slightly moving your hips with his, wanting to feel him even deeper.

His hands moved to your ass and the top of your back, gripping them firmly against his soft movements, letting out moans as he felt you clench around him, the soft flesh being the only thing  keeping him grounded. 

“F-fuck baby” he started before you cut him off with a “shh, you can cum.” trying your best to seem stable with the way he was fucking you, bouncing on him, hitting those seep spots over and over.

You felt him release, the wetness dripping down your thighs falling onto his, hearing a few curses and moans along with it, giving you puppy dogs eyes asking if you'd let him fuck you again, and of course you couldn't say no.

He kept you in this position for the rest of the night so he could hear all the words of affection, the praise you said he deserved, moaned into his ear. The scratch marks and bruises being the only physical trace left, reminding him of the love you two shared.

“You did great bo.” you said with a smile, sitting in his lap, eyes fluttering as you feel asleep along with him. His grip on you was still tight, kissing you on the forehead, his way of letting you know how much he loved you.

-Meian

Date night yayyyy

Anyways, he’s admiring how beautiful you are, thanking the gods for giving you to him

And he wants to show you how much he worships the ground you walk on, taking it nice and slow, as usual, but this time it would stay like that.

Even if he tries to be gentle with you its still gonna hurt for a min.

Poor baby :’ (

But its okay cause he’ll dote on you and coo in your ear of how good of a girl you are for taking him. :  )

-

“Please, meian.'' you whined, grabbing onto his chest, sweaty skin linking you two together, thighs connected to his hips. Rubbing your bare self on his length, the lace panties you had on being long gone, tossed somewhere on the floor.

He couldn't keep his eyes off of you the whole night, the outfit you had on hugging you just right, the skin peeking out every so often, his hands wondering all over you to your obvious enjoyment; and on the ride home he couldn't keep his eyes off your lips. The gloss shining bright in the streetlights, your natural pout shaping your pretty little face, so innocent, reminding him of all the times you weren't.

“shhh... its okay, I got you angel. We can take it slow, okay?” he said already reading your mind, knowing how his pretty girl thinks, holding your weight making sure you didn't slide down him too fast.

He let you do whatever you wanted to your heart's content, it was always about you, he'd always go along with what you wanted, never doing anything you didn't. You wanting to ride him out of the blue, wanting to take it at your pace. He was more than happy to provide, you usually letting him do whatever he wanted to you, its only right that he returned the favor.

“You good doll?” he groaned, only the tip being in you right now, trying to accommodate his size, even though you were wet from him jumping on you the minute you walked through the door. His hungry eyes not leaving you once, picking you up while shoving his lips on your soft ones, hands raking through your clothes, his hands pulling them off till you only had your panties on.

“Ease up baby, look... “ he stated, his grip on your hips with his big warm hands making you melt into his touch, distracting you from your end goal. “m’sorry... im trying to go faster” you let out, a few tears following while you froze in place. Your mind racing with the thoughts of this not feeling good for him, only you, instant regret flooding your train of thought.

“No, no, no angel,” he started worriedly, wanting to take care of you as he should, leaning up against the bed frame now being face to face with you. “its all about you okay? don't worry doll it feels good for me too, I'm not as impatient as i seem” he said, a slight laugh accompanying him trying to lighten the mood.

“here, lemme move all the way inside you, then you can do whatever you want alright.” he somewhat asked. You nodded, holding onto his shoulders as his hands and hips moved, slowly filling you up, now trembling in his grasp. The stretch making you whine, feeling his balls against your ass, already rutting into him letting out a few moans while he leaned back, thinking you were the most precious thing he's ever seen, a slight smirk now on his face.

“Alright angel, im all yours now.”

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[winter-spiders]

Kinktober Day 15

Intruder - WinterSpider 598 words

Winter needed a place to hide, after escaping from his handler and getting to ‘new york’ he found himself in an alleyway in queens, figuring that Hydra was still trying to find him, he climbed the closest fire escape he could see and hid in a random apartment. 

Peter was just trying to do the last of his algebra homework when he heard his window rattle and open. And in came a random stranger, wearing all black, face covered. ‘Oh my god, I'm getting robbed’ was Peter's first thought, until the stranger pulled of his glasses and mask, and only then noticed the younger man sitting at the desk. 

“Shit I'm sorry, i needed to hide” Peters shoulders lost some of the tension. The guy seemed genuine, if he wasn't, his spidey sense would tell him. “Oh um, how long? I might be able to help you out until my aunt gets back” Now it was Winters turn to lose some tension from his bulky frame. 

“Um, when does she get back? I'm just trying to find a place for tonight, just until i can get out of new york” Winter slowly lowered himself into sitting on the floor next to the bed. Peter smiled, not sensing anything but a genuine need for help. Aunt May did say to always help those in need. And besides, if this guy was bad news, peter can lift a car if he wanted to, and he could take down a metal-armed buff dude. Holy shit he had a metal arm, a very advanced prosthetic if he can see correctly. 

“Oh, she gets back in a few days, out of town conference for work” Maybe Peter shouldn't be telling a stranger all this, but the guy seemed trustworthy! “Uh, are you sure you want me here? I can't find a vacant apartment somewhere else, to hold up for a bit” Peter smiled sadly, what was this guy trying to get away from? 

“My aunt always said that if i can help someone, i should, so do you need a shower? Your hair looks kinda greasy and you're covered in dirt, i think i got some clothes that would fit you, maybe a bit tight, but they should fit” Peter got up and went to his closet to rummage around for the clothes that were too baggy, even for him, a 2xl t-shirt and some large sweats, and an old scrunchie that MJ left here a few weeks ago. 

“I can just put these clothes back on, you don't need to give me anythi- is that a scrunchie?” Peter smiled, oh yeah, my friend left it here, hasn't asked for it back, so you can have it, if you want” Peter was the embodiment of :) while speaking to Winter. “Im Peter by the way” “I um, Winter, nice to meet you, Peter” Peters head tilted to the side. “Winter? I like that name” 

Winter smiled at that, he kind of liked this kid.