#ir im coming off as annoying

[theclosetedskeleton]

im allover thr place today and ifeel like im doing everything wrong!!! hooray/sarc

[parisoonic]

pyro is so silly and so crechur!!! honestly pyro is such a fun background character to play with. maybe they're causing trouble. maybe they're the straight man in a situation. maybe he's the kid who played the tree in the school play.

yeah! these are already such good ideas!! im gonna ramble which i don't do very much (im shy) but: I REALLY wish we had got that tf2 tv show to flesh out certain characters who are woefully underutilised by the game/comics (Engie gets the brunt of this tbh). There's so many funny ways to take Pyro specifically...are they the 'Lassie' of the team? ('What's that boy? Is Scout stuck in the mine...again? Why didn't you say so!') Do they even try to 'talk' to the others or are they the Ghost-at-the-Feast who lurks around doorways? Does nobody understand them? (Do the whole 'lengthy waffle' from Pyro and everyone else just going 'Yeah well...right, moving on.' Does ONE person understand them? (Fun character dynamic for whoever that is.) In addition I think it's hard not to bring some of how the character feels to play to the character. I think this is where Engie's caretaker-nature comes from in a lot of fanworks as well as the Medic’s general aura of radiating ire for his team. Pyro to me is defined by being a 'foil' to other players and a bother to play against. Oh what's that? An Engineer setting up a nice nest? Okay well I'll equip Dragon's Fury or the Homewrecker and be a sentry buster. Oh what's that a Soldier and Demo wrecking havoc? Well I can reflect your shit so now you don't get to have any fun. Annoying Scouts? Nevermind I've got the detonator so you're now permanently on fire and I can jump after you to chase you and get mini-crit punches on you. Sniper shutting down the whole team? Let me equip the one weapon in the game that can piss them off (Scorch Shot lol). Oh? Spy...in general? FOILED. I dunno maybe I'm describing 'countering' but it feels slightly different than when as a Heavy I mow down Pyros at mid-range lmao. It's probably where the whole 'Pyro is unfun to play against' thing comes from.

Not sure where I'm going with this but lots to think about (wistfully imagines the tv show.) 

[komipacket]

knock knock knock hi im curious to know more about your au with charlie as a fish… is he like a triton? a merman? a siren? what kind of fish is he? how’d he and mariana meet? sorry im just silly about slimeriana sooooo :3

OH DAMN MY GUY you asked me the right thing! I can talk about this AU for HOURS! Anyways, the whole idea is that some characters are sea creatures some people. The main characters are Charlie and Mariana (OF COURSE lmao)

[sorry ill reuse some stuff from my other post]

Charlie is a moray eel merman, so hes a carnivore. Also (remembering one chuckle sandwich episode) he has a second smaller set of teeth. His tail is really long and massive and he has some fins on his body.

So now its time for the story!

Mariana was a simple fisher doing some different little jobs connected with the sea. Basically he and his best friend Roier were sailing around different places delivering things or selling fish. Everything they could to make money yk. One day something really unsual happens. Their net caught something big and heavy. At first he fears it's a shark, that would be bad. But then... Mariana realises its literally A MERMAN he looks at him in shock like what the hell. At the same time Charlie is SCARED looking at the fisherman like in "i guess ill die" way.

He had heard of mermaids and mermen, but he always considered them a myth. He had seen a megalodon, he had seen a kraken, but not them.

Mariana sighs. If he brought him to the port. He will become a rich man, a lucky man. But….something inside unpleasantly gnawed at his heart

The guy took out a knife

"Hoy es tu día de suerte, muchacho." (Today is your lucky day, guy.)

He went to the net and cut the ropes to let Charlie go. The creature's pupils narrowed as it looked at the knife, but then the words caught it off guard. Once the ropes were cut enough to get out, Charlie looked at Mariana in genuine surprise, and then with one movement he dived sharply into the water. He quickly disappeared from sight into the depths.

"¡Oye, qué estás cortando ahí! ¡Сomprarás una red nueva!" (Hey, what are you cutting there! You'll have to buy a new net!)

An old friend of Mariana's comes up from behind. Very annoying and completely useless. However, better than alone. Roier chuckled and looked at the net with confusion.

Mariana winced, turning around and looking at Roier

"si…si si! Se acaba de formar un nudo, ¡así que lo corté! ¿Ya has revisado las velas? Pensé que estaban rotos" (Yeah…yeah, that's right! There was just a knot here, so I cut it! Have you checked the sails yet? I thought they were damaged)

Royer picks his ear with his little finger and glances at the sails.

"No, servirá. ¡Veo una buena capturado!" The guy smiles, "¡Ya quiero ir pronto a la orilla! ¡Y a la barra! Espero que estés conmigo, ¿eh?"

(Nah, they're fine. I see there's a good catch today! I wanna to go to the shore as soon as possible! And to the bar! I hope you're with me, huh?)

Roier playfully pokes Mariana with his elbow and giggles mysteriously. It seems he already had plans on where to spend all the money.

The return to the shore turns out to be quite calm. Seagulls occasionally screamed over the ship and the scorching sun forced their eyes to close from the bright light. Only rare dull knocks under the ship raised some questions. Perhaps it was some garbage there…

Charlie swam on the heels of the ship. At first, he thought of hiding at the bottom and never returning close to the surface of the water again. But then the beautiful face of the fisherman flashed in his head and the merman, as if enchanted, swam closer to the surface to look at the man again. He let him go. It was so sweet of him. The last time he saw people, they either screamed in horror or tried to kill him. And this one… is different. Maybe this is a chance? Charlie really decided to watch his new acquaintance for a while… Just… Out of interest…

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So that was their first meeting. After that Charlie swam after them and basically stalked Mariana for some time lmao. There's a lot of things happening in this AU. I made it up with my close friend Cherry and we really enjoy it. If you wanna learn more about this story just let me know!

So yeah sorry for my spanish i used translator hope it's not mierda yk

Must adress that later in the story there's one OC that becomes another daughter to Slime and Mariana (Yes we also have flippa too), but basically all the characters are from MC RP thingy there's qsmp mainly but somehow we have Schlatt as the villain pirate lmao anyways, it's pretty funny

[l-flyhight]

" cold rain - fever pitch"

Chasing veruca in the dense mud was futile. Slowing the bears considerably.

"Blade you cant keep going like this!"

Their previous skirmish with the weasle left the bear with a sprained ankle. She was determined but reckless. Po offered a reasurring hand. She shrugged it away dejected.

The bear was annoyed. First the pirates and now veruca had the weapons. She trembled. Ire rose and her blood boiled.

The wind howled in anguish. Leaves in tandom fled from their forests. Grey clouds argued and rumbled in protest.

Po shivered. Not used to the bitterness of englands unpredictable weather.

"Well, it couldnt possibly -"

Blade abruptly spat at him.

"DONT YOU DARE SAY IT!"

An icy deluge cascaded the two. Rain fell from the heavens with reckless abandon.

"Worse...heheh"

Blade rolled her eyes.

"Achoo!"

"Humph, Welcome to England po"

"Dont be like that besides i doubt veronica urm veruca will get far. Without this anyway"

He held the storm wheel before thd bear. Blade blinked. Unsure of how he even had it. Reading her expression he continued.

"You travel around with a master theif and your bound to pick up a few things, right?"

The knight in name only sighed. Her deamonor softened slightly.

"Come on. Lets get out the rain before you catch your death out here"

The panda shivered as if agreeing with her.

Not far was a small house. Medieval in its structure paved with wood and stone. Quaint. It bore some charm however.

-----

A fire burnt in the open fire place. Embers splintered and cracked. Warmth enveloped the room offering reprieve from the cold.

Po and blade had dried off. Ate some stew and place the storm wheel out of harms way. Sitting in front of the fire they were comfortable amongst cushions. both had blankets wrapped around them.

Po was still shivering. Fearing he had a fever the large bear sits next to him. Attempting to rid him of the ice still in his veins.

"Its never simple. With all but one of the weapons gone. The whole affair with those pirates. Veruca on the loose...im not so certain anymore...."

A soft smile graces pos features. The crackling of the fire breaking the silence.

"Heyyy hey its gonna be ok. Weve come this far, right? Blade dont fret. Promise well get back the weapons, stop veruca and well do it. Together yeah?"

Blade turned away from him. She wanted to believe in his words, desperately but doubt made her recoil. The panda shifted his weight towards her, wanting to offer reassurance.

"Blade...i....look, i dont know whats in store for us. But regardless were in this together..."

Warmth suddenly pooling in his chest. Her gaze met his. The panda's heart rang in his ears. Their it was again. That bizarre feeling. Invading his senses. Thoughts blurred with a strange notion. His stomach started to cramp.

The tension over the months was impalable. Po was confused with these feelings. Forced them down. Blade simply ignored it. Often storming off abruptly. Avoiding it as best she could.

He couldn't recall when the gap between them shifted. Drawing close. Blade grew hesitant. His nose, despite his anxiety affectionately skimmed her cheek. A nuzzle. Chaste. Blade found herself returning it. Slow. Affectionate.

It was simply primeval. Deep rooted. Nuzzling wasnt something practiced in this time of age. But instinctual blood from ages past beckoned. The nuzzle grew.... intimate. Soft and loving. Lost in the action.

Before long pos blanket had bunched up on his lap. His paw rested on her knee. The nuzzle while soft grew. Blade couldn't help it. His warmth was soothing. Almost addicting.

For a fleeting moment their lips brushed past. Often their noses touched as did the shadow of their lips. Not a kiss but if it continued Blade wouldn't be able to stop. She hated it. Knowing deep down hed have to leave her. To abandon these shores and her. She would not tolerate him cutting her that deep and yet he had done so anyway. She cursed him.

Abrupty she took controll. Ignoring the pain in her chest. Strong and sudden she held his shoulders and pushed him away.

"Dont...please dont"

The panda was confused by her sudden out burst. Before he could offer his apolagies she walked off.not even looking back at him.

"Good night po"

It was cold. His deamour now one of guilt. He had crossed a line and blade rebuked him. He let his instincts take hold and he felt terrible... his training taught him to be one with both the ying and yang, to be above earthly presuits....his heart ached and yet so did Lutheras'.....

[kusundei]

this dumb fucking bitch . no bcuz what the fuck? whats the fucking point then??? i knew when i got back but holy fucking shit is it so annoying when i am constantly treated like im dumb and have no plans and cant do anything with my fucking life. over and over again its always im fucking useless im an idiot i dont plan ahead i dont think. i dont ever fucking think before i do things because i “think too highly of myself and my skills” no??? you just act like im a fucking idiot???? im sorry i odnt reach your high standards of what you want from me but its not like i cant do wnything at all??? youre more stubborn than me if it truly is such a fucking problem then drop it and stop arguing with me. hell i fucking argued with her and i never do that but im so fucking sick and tired of this shit. alwyas always always and then its “just leave then” okay bitch??? then ill fucking go??????????? but no i cant fucking go anywhere at all. she wouldnt let me. its just bullshit and she walks away because shes “going to get too upset” and then acts like its all my fucking fault and im the one still arguing with her no the fuck im not???? id let it go if you leave me alone and YOU let it the fuck go. if i dont go to edmonds then fine. its fine. doesnt fucking change shit it just solidifies the fact im likely to not go to college and if i do then why the fuck is that up to you?? if i go to college im not asking you to pay for shit. id rather go into thousands of dollars into student debt then ask you for a penny. irs easier this way anyway because then i spend all my time at cascade and i can do everything possible to spend all my time w him. i dont need to be ahead. i just feel bad for sav cuz she’ll be there alone but she’ll live. i’ll live.

its hust so fucking frustrating. and the going back and forth over and over again i literally already caved? said i cant change that and i cant just apply at everett now because its closed. if you dont want me driving all the way to edmonds because im “not ready” then so fucking be it. its always “you dont have enlugh practice” is anyone fucking practicing with me??? is anyone LETTING ME practice??? and its always the small things. “yoy didnt check left” why did i need to i was turning right??? im not going into tje fucking left lane???? its a PARKING LOT I CAN FUCKING SEE????? THE YMCA HAS GOOD VISIBILITY? “You keep driving with one hand on the wheel” okay. im going straight. my car is extremely easy to maneuver i dont need both hands. i will use both hands if im locking in but im going 25mph . but no its fucking fine whatever??? fucking whatever. she’ll provably come back in here and yell at me again because i know her she doesnt let thagxshit go and she’ll keep bringing it up even though i literally fucking said no i wont go to edmonds then. i guess its my fuxking fault i listened to my counselor . “you didnt tell me” yes i did????? this dumb fuck i cant do this shit its so fucking annpying. i dont lkke being likr oh i fucking hate my mom but sometimes i truly do. because you r so immature and so stubborn and i dont caretjat yoyre pregnant and whatever . bipolar disorder who cares i never even acknowledge it ever because im not condemning you to that but god youre so annoying. make up your fucking mind ??? its not eben your problem its mine literally fuck off.

im just so annoyed because i literally said no i wont go. but now shes upset im losing college credits and time . okay??? and??? and jonathan is sooo upset. complaining about me to him like i can hear you guys and jts so fuckign annoying. i jdut wont go i cant change that??? icant change? that??? okay??? imsorry??? holy shit im so upset why cant i flee. icant even go anywhere. this dumb fuck holy shit im fucking condemned i hate all of you. i hate. you all. if they do the shit theyre fucking threatening right now im being so serious ill fucking leave. i will ill go im sick of this its been 2 days and ive tried to be soooo kind and not do anythint but fuck this im tired of it already

[marsixm]

rambling ass thought hence the readmore, but i had an interaction with my boss earlier that im still thinking about:

basically a customer was making some errant comment about eating chili, like, okay whatever, and my boss says something about how like. okay why should i give a shit. obv not to her, he was perfectly polite to her, but after when i said hes really good at pretending to be nice, he said sthn like 'yeah i have to be polite because i cant just say bitch idc' but also yeah why should he give a fuck really, he doesnt know her at all and he doesnt care and he has work to do. he is someone who clearly has been taught to always be polite and shit, right? now, i also dont really give a fuck about what a customer i dont know is having for dinner, but i also didnt really grow up with the heavy expectation to pretend to care abt small talk. i have to now, for my job, be passively polite, but i also have to do other things that dont come naturally to me, like try not to curse, etc. i also, as an adult now, understand the social role of being passively polite to people as a way to show like. we're all people who should at least care about each other in the grand scheme of things, and to not make things needlessly hostile- i dont care, but i also dont feel as irritated as he seemed, because i dont give a fuck one way or the other, and i dont feel such lifelong social pressure. to me its like wearing shoes. i understand the need to do so in public but at home i like keeping my feet on the ground. basically the thought im rolling around in my head like a marble is how i wonder if its .. creating its own issues, when people feel socially pressured to be super polite or pretend to care about each other, and its like, seen as this super important thing? i wonder if this is why so many neurotypical people and/or people who are on the spectrum slightly but mask a lot wind up seeming like theyre about to explode. OR, if its just a symptom of being super neurotic? because this dude is also super fucking neurotic, chronically stressed, and kind of grumpy at times

see, ive never really known how to mask, not really, and my parents never like taught me like super specific rules and manners and shit that other people seem to learn, i did have to learn a lot of this later, and consciously, but also as an adult now i tend to gravitate towards both autistic and deeply neurotic people so i have no idea how deeply these kinds of pressures and stresses are going on in others' heads. the only person in our friend group who wasnt autistic and was tied in knots over social rituals also had ocd and was excruciatingly neurotic so i cant rly judge all of social interaction off that, though it does explain how a lot of people act i guess

anyway its interesting bc this thought seems to come up a lot from other retail workers and especially cashiers, like being really spitefully annoyed with customers- and i completely understand why and where the feeling comes from i just find it hard to muster that much ire myself on a day to day basis over the really banal stuff BUT this is probably the most mentally healthy ive been in decades AND "feeling" my feelings is, due to autism, kind of weird and complicated at times so idk

[verycharismaticdragon]

Tag 10 People You Wanna Get to Know Better

tagged by @mu-qingfang-stan-account ty <3

relationship status: single (as in "too scared to try finding someone to date considering the state of queer rights here rn")

favorite colors: *james pokemon voice* its lavender (but honestly purple in all shades. my life have improved immensely when i started dyeing my hair purple and getting clothes to match)

favorite food: this is so broad uh... if its sweet stuff I gotta go with ice cream because whatever u want. it got u. and if we are talking about proper meal foods i think i gotta say chicken. shes so versatile what cant she do

song stuck in your head: oughh i cycle thru so many... i guess Leia (Rondo cover) came up a lot in the last few days

last thing you googled: spelling of some word, dont remember which. i often do this bcus im not confident in my spellings, esp with longer words, because I only learned them visually and that doesn't necessarily mean all letters or in the right order. wait i think it was resurrect, i keep forgeting if its two "s"s or two "r"s in there (yes i googled it again to spell it rn)

time: 13:40

dream trip: listen this is just gonna be sad if i answer it, so lets not

last thing you read: I'm currently super mega slowly rereading Scum Villain - like, taking notes every page slowly - so that's been going for the past month or so. If we're talking finished, then pipi's You Fei.

last book you enjoyed reading: I did enjoy Fei a whole lot! As usual, I'm a sucker for priest's ability to entwine some absolute clownery with so much subtle (and sometimes not subtle) heartbreak. Also the more I hear from my friend who branches out into BG cnovels/cdramas the more I realize how special a female protagonist like Fei is.

last book you hated reading: a danmei novel that shall remain unnamed bcus it was recced by a mutual. meanwhile i regret finishing it. the plot was such a friggin soap opera. literally almost Every soap opera trope. i'm surprised nobody's clone showed up, it wouldnt have been out of place! the ship dynamic was good so i finished to get their happy ending but. kinda felt that it wasn't worth it in the end.

favorite thing to cook/bake: gotta be meringues, as long as you know the perfect time for your particular oven theyre literally SO easy to make. and tasty. I like making blini too but they are kinda stressful because you gotta stay on them the entire time.

favorite craft to do in your free time: cross-stitch, it's somehow just the right proportion of mindlessness and engagement for me

most niche dislike: there's this special kind of annoying fans that make me dislike thing that they are fan of literally just because it becomes associated in my mind with their annoyingness. (I don't know how to explain every nuance of how they are annoying, but most often it involves being shitty about something else, that I already like.) And it kinda pisses me off not just on its own, but also on behalf of the thing they are fan of. Like - it usually doesn't deserve my ire! it's literally just the fans, and only some specific ones! But I can't stop my brain from cringing at the sight of the thing. ugh. So: hate it when this happens.

opinion on circuses: im more interested in the aesthetic concept of circuses than in any real ones.

do you have any sense of direction: yeah im pretty good with it, both in "reading maps" way and in "understanding where things are located relative to each other and alternate routes/shortcuts" way

tagging: god please I always forget every single person I ever seen or talked to when it comes to tagging. Literally any of my followers, I'm interested, I wanna hear about u, if you'd like to do this say i tagged you and go off

[snowddeong]

im sorry if that came out wrong im not fluent in english so things might come of wrong. but idk why you guys suddenly started being rude to me. i like your plots and concepts i just dont see yeji g!p and wanted to know if u ever would write ryjin g!p. there was never meant anything bad by it. i guess i got my answer and thats fine but there was no need to be suddenly rude

Again, I'm taking this in good faith so I will respond but hopefully this'll be the last of this discussion.

If you meant no harm then no hard feelings, thank you for the apology.

As for me and my fellow writer buddies "being rude" I don't think readers understand how frustrating it can be as a writer to see people send stuff that basically amounts to "fuck this thing that you like to write you should probably write this thing that I like". A lot of readers will never actually engage in our works beyond demanding for more and the intention might be flattery but it comes off as entitlement when you phrase it in a certain way. A lot of work goes into writing lmao it may seem like a simple thing but it's not. When you put a lot of work into something and see someone say they'd rather you write something else in what seems to be a super passive aggressive way ofc it'd be annoying. I think writers are allowed to be annoyed when we do so much only to be reduced to content machines and I don't regret being pissed nor will I hide my irritation if this kinda thing happens again.

You've said that wasn’t your intention and I'll believe you on that but you used the same sort of language that those people do and that's why me and my friends reacted the way we did. I don't think I have to apologise for feeling frustrated about your comments and sharing that frustration with my friends so I won't give you an ingenuine apology or say some dumb shit like "sorry you feel this way" but I will say we're cool. It's all water under the bridge for me and if you think I'm an asshole that's also fine I probably am lmao but I hope that at least you get why it pissed me and other writers tf off.

Idk if you'd like some advice but as a general psa you don't have to tell a writer you don’t like something they write a lot. There's a difference between criticisms and taste and considering this is a taste sorta deal there was no need to include that bit about not enjoying Yeji gp. Going "hey your writing is cool got any ryujin gp stories" would have sufficed. Heck there's ways to disagree with someone and not sound rude, I know I have a reader that doesn’t really vibe with Yeji gp but their ask never had any implication that I should be writing something different. It was a nice little interaction with someone who sees things different from me but still appreciates my work.

Sorry this is so long lmao I wanted to try to be as clear with my thoughts and give as much grace as possible because I'll be honest seeing someone call me and my friends rude for sharing frustration over something that we go through way too often has pissed me tf off. That wasn't your intention so you don’t deserve my ire but like I said I'm not going to hide my feelings about this sort of thing.

[rize-is-writing]

greetings and salutations, hope I don’t bother you too much by sending in such a random ask. may I please have a romantic matchup for bsd?

I’m 19, I use they/them pronouns and I’m pansexual. my myers briggs type is INFJ and my star sign is taurus.

Im about 4’11..not to happy about it. I’m kind of introverted, and can be considered not a people person. I find life a little nihilistic. I’m into dressing in all black and taking a liking to gruesome and morbid things like slashers, analog horror, death games, true crime, necromancy and anatomy. I typically consider myself a "gorehound". I also like to visit abandoned places just for fun, along with playing quite a few escape rooms. I just have a genuine comfort in the uncomfortable.

I’ve come to the conclusion I just scare people off. In reality, I’m intimidated by everyone around me and find it hard to start taking, which may or may not come off as rude to people.

when I become comfortable with someone I start to become really sarcastic and joke around with them with witty banter. most of my humor comes off really insulting, but I’ll apologize and say it’s a joke if it becomes a problem. even though I do have a hard time understanding physical social cues.

lots of people don’t like me or stay away from me because of my rude behavior. I’m not good with overly sensitive or overly annoying people at all because of that, and I can’t stand kids. Idiocy can get on my nerves too sometimes. I’m a huge animal person though. I have my moments where I can get really feisty, or very quiet and closed off. I’ve been told I’m also a laidback person. I’ve also been told I never know when to quit, and I find I hold grudges for certain things.

I’m the type of person that has lots of opinions on things but I keep them to myself and bottle them up. If pushed far enough I’ll become unforgiving, and aggressive. especially with the types mentioned above.

I find the most comfort in just being in my room drawing, listening to music ( pierce the veil, deftones, system of a down, slipknot, rob zombie,,, sometimes the radiohead, insane clown posse, jazmin bean or mother mother, etc. ), or even occasionally playing video games, reading, writing, or talking about a random conspiracy theory I have. I do acting in my spare time as a small hobby too, and I’m learning how to play electric guitar.

I’m a plushie maniac and when I fall asleep you can always see me cuddled up to one of them. I find it because I’m really touch starved. Im also a caffeine addict, and I’m guilty of being very submissive- and a bit of a pyromaniac. Someone more dominant would be ideal. I dissociate or daydream a lot, so you can often catch me starring.

I suffer from a handful off mental and physical syndromes like adhd, insomnia, asthma, depression and anxiety. These have all been diagnosed professionally, and I’m definitely not trying to make myself "quirky". unfortunately health problems run in my family.

I’m very fidgety, and often bite the inside of my cheek or bounce my leg rapidly. you don’t need to rocmantasize this stuff ofc, but I think it’s good to know so the person can tolerate me.

you do get to this, thanks for your time. <3

I found your match! Come to meet them, c'mon c'mon!

You hit the the jackpot.

Yosano as we all know has a love for the gruesome and gore, I'd totally agree that she would be enthusiastic about it with you, if her enthusiastic way is something you like of course. But I'm afraid she knows too well how it is the insides of human body, and is too happy to be able to...

As you want, she is a more "dominant" partner. I would say more assertive, the first to worry about your health in any situation and probably when out with you has already everything ready. As a doctor herself she understands the importance of health as foremost, and your care is important and not something to be "tolerated" as if it was a bother, simply to be supported and cared for in more critical moments.

(hope I am not romanticing ir though, the least I want to do is to make my readers uncomfortable. If I did, do not hesitate to call me out on it, and I willing edit this immediately!)

Definitely a bit fussy around your pyromaniac tendencies and your caffeine addiction, not really supportive on them- even though that might be hypocritical given how easy bottle is for her, and her little questionable hobbies to dissect her friends... I just hope bad arguments don't raise-

Anyway, Yosano as we know is quite the fashionable person so I think she would definitely make the most of your style for you, buying clothes and such (and have an excuse for you two to go out). Would find your love for plushes adorable so expect maybe some extra ones for your collection.

As for your general behavior around people, I don't think Yosano would be much of bothered by it, knowing her maybe sometimes will even back you up or laugh at some jokes (especially if about gruesome stuff) but if it goes too far will be the first to step in and talk to you. She is mature, and would be aware that you don't mean any harm in what you say, so in this case comunication is simply the key, as always.

[icarusredwings]

Thhiissss.

Wade is much smarter than he gives himself credit for, but also its part of the plan. If people think hes dumb he will be underestimated that way he can slaughter them when it comes down to it.

No, he cant label a periodic table but he can calculate when he needs to jump from a certian height in order to land in a car (deadpool 1) or to land directly on a billboard (deadpool 2).

He knows just how and where to throw his knives and how quickly the bullet can get someone, he even knows the exact second he needs to dodge. One of Wades MAIN credits in the canadian special forces was he barely ever got hit. He is quite literally the time to dance his way out of getting shot to Thriller by Micheal Jackson. Why? Cause he CAN.

He only lets himself get hit now because he has too in order to regenerate his worse cancer cells.

I can see him getting really pissed off though if you shoot him or slice off a healthier part of him though. "God gamn it!! I just grew that leg back! Mother fucker! What is it with you people and legs!?" And then purposly shoots them like 5 times.

Logan just stands there like "you done?"

And he goes ">:( *shoots again* <:) Yeah."

I just imagine Logan asking sarcastically "so whats the plan?" And wade awnsering with a very in detail systematic and time sensitive plan only for Logan to stare at him in silence for a bit as he realizes... Wade's a fucking genuis..

It's one of the best plans that he's heard and not only that but Wade is so used to shit going wrong that he has back up plans FOR his back up plans.

"..how.. how did you do that?"

"Huh? Oh I don't know. My head just told me."

"...your brain?"

"Ha!! Funny. No. The little white box up there told me too."

"...uh huh. So.. Are you always this smart?"

"Logan sweetheart Im annoying as shit and morally flexable to the point my entire identity comes from the fact I was brainwashed into killing my own parents and used as a weapon without my consent to harm my own family. I never said I was stupid! Silly goose."

Logan wants to kiss him so bad when ever he starts spewing smart shit. Like it's one of his top favorite things about him.

He just comes home to see wade sorting through tax papers and is genuinly filling them out "Because fuck that- The IRS got Joker, they can have my money" while He's not sure who Joker is- or Batman- or Gotham in general, he comes over and starts kissing at his shoulder out of no where.

We love a small angry dumbass and a tall truanatized guy whos pretending to be an idiot.

Ok but Logan who gets really mad when People act like Wade is stupid.

They dismiss Wade because 'he's insane and doesn't have a coherent thought in his head' meanwhile Logan just watched him set up a whole plan to break into a facility for a job and have a plan for every possible mistake.

Logan knows Wade is the smartest man in the room hell he is definitely smarter then Logan and that's not an easy feat. He doesn't fancy himself a genius, but you learn a lot when you've lived for so long.

He has on multiple occasions seen Wade grab new tech on jobs bringing it home and deconstructing it to figure out how it works so he can be prepared for next time.

It bothers him even more Wade allows them to say such things about him. He knows it's a part of his stick to act like he doesn't know what's going on ever but it grades on Logan.

He remembers he first thought that way as well and he will never forgive himself. But he had learned quite quickly and quite honestly it'd been one of the most attractive aspects of Wade.

When Wade went off on a rant Logan couldn't follow about something he found interesting or just some mumbo jumbo about something he'd learned. Logan quite honestly wanted to eat him alive

(me and my cannibalism metaphors and actual literal cannibalism 😞 what can you do about it)

[gingersforeverbox]

hello!! i see your requests are open!! i hope you dont mind if i request something, if ive made you annoyed with this im really, REALLY sorry a lot, but ill ust get on with the request, if you dont know who this person is that im requesting, im giving this info to help you out with it (:

can you do Vi, Caitlyn And Jinx with a S/O who has a Eula personality from geshin impact? if you dont know heres the info.

Eula has piercing light blue hair with a headband ordained with a four pointed headpiece.She wears a cape on her right shoulder with her Vision in clear view alongside a decorative feather piece, a black leotard with the Lawrence crest emblazoned on both hips, the upper back cut open exposing her back, and covered by her white/light blue knight uniform on top. Blue stockings covered by her black thigh high boots and silver high heels finish her outfit.

Eula endured a harsh aristocratic upbringing, in which the principles of nobility were drilled into her and even after she forsakes the name of her clan, it still affects her temperament and loquacious manner of speech to this day. While she comes across as having a frosty demeanor and her frequent claims for vengeance for even the smallest slights may come off as intimidating, in truth she is caring and dutiful, and uses these calls for retribution as a quirky coping mechanism. Those around her long enough to know her such as Amber and Jean would frequently defend these claims, slowly but surely easing the long seated, albeit well deserved ire her last name brings and to see the people of Mondstadt accept her as she is..

sorry if its long!! hopefully you can do this one whenever is possible for you, thank you and drink lots of water (:

A/n: Not gonna lie, this one was pretty tricky for me to do (especially since I had to learn what Geshin Impact was😅), but I think I was able to pull something off for ya. As for the characters, I didn't necessarily plan on writing for these lovely ladies so soon, but I'm happy to give it a shot! Thank you so much for the request, and don't hesitate to let me know what you think! :)

Vi, Caitlyn, and Jinx with a S/O who has a Eula personality from Geshin Impact:

Vi

After abandoning your shameful family's tyranny, you moved to Runeterra in order to start over, and have a new life.

After making it off the boat, you wanted to raise the least amount of suspicion about your heritage, so you found a shitty apartment in Zaun for more than it was probably worth.

You found work as a mercenary, offering your experience with a blade and your cold demeanor as a tool to others who had the right coin.

Being a mercenary in Zaun would be fine if you didn't stick out like a sore thumb in the bars with your perfect posture and perfect manners.

Vi picked you out of the crowd in a matter of seconds and felt the need to talk to the supposed Piltie mercenary.

"So, what's a Piltie doing at this guild?" she'd drawl while looking you over.

After explaining that your past is of no import, she'd shrug but still ask you to help her with a job: Finding her sister.

You'd be a bit confused but ultimately agree so long as she'd let you go ham on whoever got in the way.

As you both scoured the Underground looking for 'Powder', you became closer and closer to the pink-haired brute.

Eventually, you open up to her about your upbringing and personal mission, and it takes her aback at first.

Since she is a Zaunite at heart, it may take her a minute to understand that even though you come from a privileged upbringing, you aren't just like the other Pilties and plush aristocrats.

Eventually, she comes around to you when you demonstrate that you are very much not a classist.

She definitely understands the passion for vengeance... on a personal level.

She will listen to each of your empowering speeches with awe.

I'm telling you now, that your passion is something that she truly thinks is one of the best attributes of your personality. seriously she believes it is fucking astounding how you fight both verbally and physically for what you believe in.

Caitlyn

You most likely went to the enforcers of Piltover in order to find a job where you could put all of your efforts into helping others while taking your own vengeance into account.

Caitlyn had just started as a trainee enforcer when you were stationed with her in training.

During training, it was apparent that you were excellent at combat and persuasion when it came to de-escalation. however, Side by side, she knows that you two are a lethal force to be trifled with on the field. She uses this to her advantage to utilize the intimidation method to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

After graduating from the academy together, you were stationed in the same precinct where you would both work together in just about every case.

after years of being "just friends", she finally got the courage to ask you out as more than a friend.

As soon as she rushed out her question, you giggled and reassured her that she wasn't overstepping and that it wouldn't be awkward, because you shared the same feelings but were unsure of her stance on it.

Caitlyn is no stranger to having social expectations from a studious family. She is a Kiramman after all. 

She probably has the most personal experience with dealing with the fallout of being the ‘Black sheep’ of the family, but she also understands the reasoning behind your difference.

Tea parties are still something she enjoys, so if you felt like it, she would be absolutely honored if you wanted to relive some of the better parts of your upbringing by having some tea with her and her family.

Jinx

Jinx for sure understands what it feels like to be... different from your family, for lack of a better word.

When you first meet, she definitely questions what a chick like you are doing in a place like Zaun, but once you give your reasoning of "finding vengeance" she is all on board.

If I'm being completely honest, she would probably slip up and mention "The pretty chick I met at the bridge with the cool blue swords," to her father, Silco. This would probably end up in him insisting on meeting the person who could potentially make for an ally in his plan for Zaun's independence. If you managed to get Jinx's attention, you might make a worthy ally to have.

Upon hearing that Jinx was looking for you for some particular reason, you waited for her to find you where you last saw her- the bridge.

To say she found you quickly would be the understatement of the year.

She immediately wanted you beside her because one, you're a fucking badass, and two, you're really pretty and she likes that about you.

After showing your worth in training with some more of the underlings, and even sparring with Sevika (much to Jinx's dismay) You were placed in charge of training some of the newer recruits for physical combat.

Your speeches actually made people inspired and drove them into success while serving Zaun, so you got bonus points from the higher in command, but most of all, Jinx actually listened to each one of them.

After a long day of training, Jinx ran into the basement of the Last Drop looking for you and promptly asked you out on a date to the closest noodle bar she liked.

"Come on toots, whaddya say?"

[aquanova99]

Playing with Fire (Demetri x Reader)

Part 2

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A/N: sorry it took a ir for such a short chapter! Trying to set up some more stuff lol

A/N: thank you for reading this! I appreciate it, please reblog if you enjoyed 💚💚💚

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After the pack left Bella tried to get Jacob to run off with the kid. They didn’t make it far. Whoever had been in charge had been more than generous however. They decided to let her live, so long as she went with them. The rest of the vampires fled quickly after the pack left and the Cullens had no choice but to agree. It surprised you that Bella opted to stay with her husband instead of her daughter, apparently he wasn’t fit to be in their guard.

Jacob had made it back, but he was furious with you. He’d tried to corner you into a fight more than once. It was as if he wasn’t a person anymore. He tried to fight everyone, especially because after a while the Cullens left too. Split up apparently. Sam didn’t know much more than that. Sam kept true to his word and tried to put you in patrols with the rest of the pack. You didn’t mind, it kept your mind off of your imprint. But after the Cullens left, there wasn’t much need for patrols and you were forced to deal with that longing in your heart. It physically hurt to not try and find him.

Jacob wouldn’t tell you who had gone after him, just that he managed to get someone before the Cullens handed over Renesme. You knew he wanted you to think it was him. It was literally unbearable, you couldn’t sleep without waking up in tears. You’d never been more exhausted.

“Y/n, no offense, but you look like crap.”

“Gee thanks Quil.”

“Have you slept, like at all?”

“Do you mean last night? No.”

“I mean at all since the whole thig went down.”

“Also no.” It was weird, always skirting around the possible battle. It was like if anyone said anything about it, every vampire would come back. The Cullens would try and seek revenge. Or Jacob would pop out ready to bite someone’s head off. All possibilities I guess.

Sam made sure you had a bodyguard almost at all times. Which was honestly nice, but kind of annoying. Jacob angry was sloppy. You knew you could take him. Well, maybe not now that you were so tired. These last few weeks were just blending together, you’d gone from completely hating Sam to owing him your life. Staying away from the pack had been almost impossible. You weren’t used to the camaraderie. Part of you felt Sam was acting out of guilt from before. To be honest though, it didn’t matter either way. It was nice to have people to talk to.

Sam had gotten everyone together at Emily’s. Trying to make a treaty within the wolves. Jacob had gotten there late. And now you were ready to leave early.

“Im not staying if shes here.”

“Jake, come on—”

“It’s fine Sam, I was getting ready to head out.” You weren’t in the mood to fight today.

“No. Y/n you need to try and rest for like 5 minutes please.” Emily sat you on the couch, “He won’t bother you. Right Jacob?” As much as Sam was the alpha, no one dared cross Emily.

“Fine, whatever.” He went over to help himself to Emily’s food. You offered her a grateful smile, she put her hand on your shoulder and went to Sam. Embry and Jared hung around just in case Jacob snapped again. Which didn’t take long. He started complaining about ten minutes in.

“I cant believe she would just let a child be taken away like that.”

“Jake…” Quil warned

Ignore it. Just. Ignore it. You told yourself, he’s hurting just like you are. Even if he has a crap way of showing it. Maybe he’ll stop.

He didn’t.

“She was a kid!! Who knows what they’re doing to her?”

“Jake. Drop it.” Leahs turn to try and chill him out

God. Couldn’t he just shut up. Your body was already at war with itself. Your instincts naturally told you vampires were inherently evil. Yet, your imprint was on that side. You had to hope it wasn’t so black and white. The Cullens didn’t eat people, right? There was more to it, to him. There had to be.

“Jacob please….” You started, your head was starting to hurt

“I wasn’t even talking to you, mind your own business. You’re good at that when it involves your precious leech.”

“Jacob. Shut. Up.” Your voice was low but even you could hear the venom and anger behind it. “You are such a hypocrite! Last I checked, that baby only liked to drink human blood. Remember Carlisle, was stealing blood bags from the hospital for her? Blood that could save other humans lives?”

“That was different, she—”

“She what? Was a baby? Yeah, and what do you think she’ll want to eat when shes older? I’m sorry you cant have your child bride, but go cry a river elsewhere. She could be having a great time! Just shut up! I’m sorry I wasn’t going to fight my imprint for yours, get over it! You know you would have done the same!”

You hadn’t realized that you were now standing up and all but daring him to fight you. You sighed and shoved past him. You needed to get some air. You headed down to the beach, ignoring the cries behind you.

Watching the waves hit the sand had always been relaxing. The crashing against the shore was enough to quiet your thoughts, if only for a second. You turned to the mountains, something passing by in peripherals. Ugh, you needed to sleep. You were going to start hallucinating.

You went home shortly after. Sam tried to call you but it wasn’t in the time. You needed to sleep. Or try to sleep. You took two steps in when you felt something off. Someone had been here. No. Someone was still here, you took a few more steps toward your kitchen. It couldn’t be your family, everything would be a mess. Your hand clenched around a knife, you heard something behind you and without thinking threw your knife in that direction.

Not that it did much seeing as a certain someone caught it.

“Come now, mia cara. Is that how you treat your mate?”

The red eyes you had dreamed of were staring back you, you half thought you were seeing things. “You! Wh-what are you doing here?”

He set down the knife and took a few steps toward you, “Well, I would have loved seeing you sooner, but you seemed eager to run away from me.” He smirked

“You were somewhere by the cliffs, near the beach.”

“I wanted to see if you were alone. Had to keep a distance from your pack.”

Your confused look got his attention.

“What?” He asked

“It’s the first time I’ve heard us being called a pack instead of mutts, or dogs.”

“Cullens sure know how to make others seem like the bad guys, don’t they? That’s how they got so many people ready to ‘testify.’ Anything for vampire saints.”

“Well, then you understand why I ran. Or would you have preferred I fought you?”

“No, I would have preferred you stayed though. Why did you run from me, There was no reason for it. Were you not happy with what fate decided for you?”

“No! I mean… I—I guess I don’t know. I was sure a fight was going to break out. I couldn’t even process what was happening. I just knew I couldn’t have a hand in hurting you or the people you cared about. Don’t act all innocent. Why didn’t you come and find me? Maybe you were the one who was disappointed.” Not that you would have blamed him if he was

His face grew serious, “you don’t think I wanted to? I’m not sure if you’ve realized this but you live in a place where people actively want to kill me.” He sighed, “and then if I’m being honest. I was ordered to wait until after we knew more about the hybrids.”

You nodded, unfortunately understanding his reasons all too well. So why was he here now? “so you’re in my house because?”

“Because I wanted to meet my mate. I mean— my god I don’t even know your name! You don’t think I’ve been tracking you every day? because I have. I’ve had to worry every day that one of the Cullens didn’t come for you. You act as if I had any say in the matter at all.”

“okay, slow down! There’s obviously a lot we need to discuss. I’m sorry, I just… I thought you wouldn’t want anything to do with me. I mean we’re supposed to hate eachother.”

“Darling, how could I not want to know you? We are practically meant to be together after all.”

You chuckled, and stuck your hand out “Well, lets start over then. I’m y/n”

He was suddenly right in front of he bent down to kiss your hand, “hello y/n, I’m Demetri.”

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[azlovesem]

No i had a look at thrm im juat not mentioning it. Ha ha ha well i guess i just did. Someone else put these people and your pucs here its not my fault. I give one nice compliment to make someone feel doecial and beautiful and thats it i hear from some of them from then on in. Into ehat. Ususlly mothi g people flirt and dont ecer end up in bed a lot on earth. Theyre a problem anyway most of those gitks and you know why. Maybe better than me even. But if we re just hoin by aesthetics come one. Theyre cute as shit and really sexy. They trap you ive been trapped by thrm theres no escspe. Its torture but a good kind of torture at times. Who the fuck knows. This one just showed up at my hotel room. Wtf. I waa there this eoman was beautiful. A eoman not a lil girl. Lets just say the to 30 40 year olds dont just act sll innocent and dtupud ir make funny noises. No actually not sll of them do tgat when they nlast off. That must just be a porn thing. Mot a big fannof those sometimes weird nouses but that was only a couple of them. Its not a dealbreaker youre not just gonna say get lost. But it is kind of annoying. Just like anything thats bulkshit movie exeggeration at work. Or the dark side of Tokyo. Yeah every city has a side but i fudnt see much of tgaf shit. All thise fuckn people do is work. Ha ha ha ha.im gkad i dont eork there. Drink teohpyrs die repeat. Befire you kniw it you are dead. Tgey seem veey fuckn busy. Or raucus gor teo hours at mist then crazhed the streets fie mist are in bed. Or youll die you gave yo give live under a bridge or some shit. Like an ogre. I found an encampment wandering around sakado cities brush area like a fool in the midfle yhe night all wasted. The mother fuckers had a pretty fuxkn long extrnsion chord jackn someones power. I followed it thats how i found them. They were pretty fuckn surprised to see some white guy just show up in the middle of the night. They looked like they thought i was there to kill them. Im just comin home from the izykaya i yelled at them then just kept walking. Theres nothin much more i voukd ssy.

[n7punk]

DITM is my fav even though it doesn’t have Catra POV. She’s so different in that fic. She’s so in control, confident, open…HEALTHY, almost? For lack of a better word. She like really has her shit figured out in that fic. She just seems so kind and put together by comparison. What is it like to write a fic not with her POV?

its very interesting to write catradora at different stages of healing/growth. like asdlm catra is FUCKED UP, and many of mine are in a halfway place where we're dealing with like, season five catra, but ditm was one where i was looking towards Post Series catra and approaching her from a place where she's more healed because she 1) had adora as a lover with her for years before their breakup and was confident that adora did care deeply for her, just wasn't sure about true love being mutual, 2) their breakup did not happen because of deep insecurity (like in beg for me) or some big slight (though self-doubt was still a factor), 3) she had friends who were with her all the way (scorpia, lonnie) as well as new ones who provided a support structure for her when she fell apart, and 4) she had been away from Shadow Weaver for several years and managed to actively contradict a lot of the insecurities she instilled.

the success of her career was a major factor in her healing, because shadow weaver always told her she and her dreams were nothing. shadow weaver was dead wrong about that and she could be wrong about catra being unlovable too. catra had ire from the public to deal with like any famous person does but she was used to that with how she grew up and she also had thousands of fans that really helped with her self-doubt. she was making money, she was getting roles, and she was winning award (minor awards, until the oscars, but still awards). her life was coming together even when adora wasn't in it.

the final factor is the album heartstrings itself. Adora hardly needed to come apologize to catra because the album already told catra how she really felt. adora was willing to tell the entire world how much she loved catra, wanted her, and missed her. catra knew adora was going through everything she was too and had a couple months before they reconciled to process that. she also had things like counseling on navigating the public that helped her process and compartmentalize her feelings from a private perspective, which is a big factor in her composure, as well as her acting passion in general.

basically there are a lot of factors why catra is more healed in that fic and i did not mean to go off on them so much before answering your question lol XD

as far as writing from one perspective, it is something i do on occasion. not to bring it up again, but asdlm is one where i wrote from just catra's perspective, though due to it being longer and adora being literally unable to speak sometimes i did need a couple short interludes XD

every perspective holds its own challenges. if im changing pov by chapter, what happens when i need to switch perspective in the middle of an arcing narrative that should be self contained? do i break to a new chapter for a short scene with that POV and then jump back? that just feels unnecessary and disruptive, hence why this is probably my least-used perspective (i think just lotd, OESAB, and then a few short OotW fics). it's a freeing perspective to write in some ways (i can break a scene whenever i want and it doesn't matter) but comes with major drawbacks. if im constantly switching POV back and forth by scene, then sometimes there are two scenes that need to be from the same perspective and i have to figure out how to either make them one scene (see: the first scene of the final chapter of sw&d) or how to insert a scene that transitions between them without slowing down the narrative, feeling unnecessary, or just being annoying to write (see: nearly every fic that uses this pov style). if im alternating pov randomly... well, i rarely do this because it can get confusing. you have to be very careful establishing who is speaking every time you start a scene and keep the shifts from being jarring. however, this does give you the most narrative freedom, i just also think it takes the most skill to do cohesively. i've also never known of a published book to do this. not that i know a published book which alternates pov every scene, but i'm certain they're out there. alternating randomly i would assume to be rarer. i remember how well rick riordan utilized a form of this in one of his books where he switched pov based on chapter, always, until the one time he didnt and a new, third character perspective popped out of nowhere for a scene that really made the moment stand out (do i remember the moment? no it was like ten years ago, but ive been thinking about how strong that writing choice was ever since).

as for why i chose to do only adora's perspective for that one... honestly i'm hazy, but im pretty sure it was because all the scenes i came up with before writing were from adora's perspective. i do vaguely remember having that thought, because i had things like the reunion scene (adora dropping her coffee, introducing catra to her coworkers, and then taking catra somewhere private to the side to talk, all separate scenes) which were in adora's perspective when i imagined them and going to stay that way.

scenes happen one of two ways: im in the middle of writing, need the next scene, and so i just... write one, meaning i know what the previous pov was and thus what the new scene's pov should be, informing what i picture/write, OR the scene comes to me as im going about my day-to-day. in the case of the latter, it may be equally balanced in my head as im thinking it through and i only pick a pov for it later, or it has a distinct viewpoint im picturing it from. i may change this when i go to write it (because it works better from the other one, or because there's no reason for it to be that pov over the other and the "wrong" pov is up next in the fic), but in general those povs hold true, so having only adora povs in my head at the time made me just stick with it for the fic.

ditm was also only the second long fic i ever did. i was writing a lot of oneshots at the time, which i tend to do from only one pov (or, more rarely, alternate by chapter. alternating by chapter in ditm wouldn't have worked though because the reunion was split over two chapters). i was in one shot mode at the time, and unused to the long format, so writing from just one POV was more "normal"/natural at the time. I don't think i put a lot of thought into it honestly, though i did think about it some.

[heyitsyn]

MANAGER!SEIJOH AU

a/n: this is kind of an au like what if you were

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon:

- 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 i would like to request a seijoh!manager reader who’s a first year and is siblings with ushi and the team’s reaction to finding out that she was supposed to go to shiratorizawa with ushi and their reaction with her getting along with the shiratorizawa volleyball team and maybe the manager is a small cute soft little energetic ball of sunshine 🥺🥺 also hewwo, hope youre doing well! ☺️ -🎷🐛

- Ir seijoh manager series is so gooood. Can we get something where by some weird reason yn-chan is close to ushijima and tendou and the seijoh boys dont know about it and how they'd react to her being so affectionate w them ahahwindkdn

EVERYONE SHUT UP AND LOOK AT HOW FREAKING PRETTY TENDOU IS LIKE AKLFDJLASKFJDLSKFJDSFLKD

okayokayokay

so this is a what if thing

like what if ushijima was your older brother

SLKFDJADFLIJSDKLDF I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE OIKAWA SCREAMING

you didnt exactly have the best relationship with your mom

you remember when you were younger that she used to yell at your brother for using his left hand and you got angry a lot because you were fiercely protective of your brother

this caused her to yell at you too for being nosy and being involved in something you shouldnt be in

duh we know that ushi’s dad takashi actually supported him for this and protected him too and you were also a papa’s girl so you always ran to him

he understood you both better and while your mother worked, he was at home taking care of you two

then when they mentioned wanting to separate, you were very sad but somewhat relieved

mostly because you hated hearing your parents arguing and you felt bad for your brother as he constantly did whatever to get you out of the house

thats what brought on your love for volleyball

you werent exactly the best player but you were interested in it and often watched matches with him

but you also liked volleyball because your brother liked it

you liked whatever your brother liked

he adored you too and he was a boy who didnt talk much due to your mother but he was always a talker with you

especially when you couldnt sleep, he would sneak you out of your room and you both would run to the kitchen and eat ice cream

even with just a 2 year age difference, he looked as if he was older than you due to his massive height

‘just wait nii-chan! i will drink enough milk to reach your height!’

*insert lenny face*

AKLDJFSLDKFJDF I HATE MYSELF

CAN I PLEASE DIE

however

when they divorced, you thought your father would take both you and ushi

like the lady at the court even asked you where you wanted to go and not a breath of hesitation you chose your father

you weren’t very concerned because you knew your brother was going to choose your dad as you both were closer to him

so imagine your surprise when he said he didnt care and naturally, the mother would get the child

lowkey you felt hella betrayed and when your dad whisked you away overseas, there was this grudge you held against toshi

yall youre like 5

i would be hella mad too if my brother chose the person who yells at him all the time

in california, your father made sure you still remembered your brother and you tried to detach from the japanese lifestyle to your new one but you just couldnt

maybe around 6 years you were already fed up with the hot california heat and you wanted to go back to japan to see toshi again

you got over that grudge years ago but your mother refused to have any contact or anything to do with your father and so that included you too

she refused to let you both video chat and any type of connection

your dad obviously noticed your sad expressions and your obvious longing to go back to your brother again and so he arranged something

you shut the door gently before taking off your shoes by the doorway

the large house was often quiet except for the constant typing of a keyboard in your father’s study

‘tadaima’

you meekly mumbled but his sense of hearing never wavered so he heard your voice

‘oh? y/n?’

his voice echoed through the hallways and you heard his chair squeak as it was moved back so he could stand

your sock-cladded feet padded against the hard wood floor and you walked towards his study where indeed he was standing there

your father has definitely aged yet his job as a coach made him as fit as he was decades ago

as much as it disgusted you, you could tell what your friends meant when they said your dad was good-looking

they actually said your dad was hot but you refuse to acknowledge that

you and your friends are like 12 tf

you closed the door and sat down on the loveseat at the corner of the room as it was your designated spot

‘hey, papa’

you greeted with a smile and he gave you the same grin

‘i ordered f/f (favorite food) for dinner tonight so try and listen for the bell to ring, okay?’

you nodded

there was bit of small talk and you asked about his team while he asked about school and you both arranged to hang out over the weekend at some ice cream shop

the conversation dragged on until you heard the doorbell and you ran to the door to answer the delivery man

your dad put out the plates on the table and you excitedly dug in

‘also, you remember your grandmother? and her terrible back?’

oh god of course you did

they lived about 30 minutes away from your house in japan and she constantly worried your father bc the woman was approaching 90 and was still picking peppers!

with old coach ukai

‘what did she do now?’

your father chuckled at the exasperation in your voice

‘she misses you. says something about the family’s princess needing to go back to her country or something’

there was a smile in your face

your grandmother was your favorite and she always said you were the princess

she hated your mother because of how insensitive she was so she only acknowledged you as the only other female in the family

obviously your brother was also liked but there was just a special bond between you and your grandmother

‘so when are we going back?’

you asked and it was clear that you were excited at the thought of going back to japan as you havent been back since you moved due to your father’s busy job and your school

takashi swallowed his food before revealing the news

‘actually, if you want, you could finish your schooling there. but only until college first though because your old man needs you over here too’

nah bro you didnt even care about the last part

literally your fork fell to the table and you shrieked 

‘WHAT?! SERIOUSLY?!’

and thus brought you back to japan

you stayed with your grandmother on your dad’s side and you quickly got accustomed back to japan life

OH

your BROTHER!

okay

so waka-chan def heard you coming back

your mother was grumbling about it the other day and he was sure he heard your name in there

‘sdkfjkdslfjdkslfj y/n dkfjlsdkfjldkf’

LMAO THATS ME TRYING TO SAY THAT WAKA COULDNT UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE SAID SINCE SHE WAS MUMBLING SHE WASNT KEYBOARD SMASHING LMAO

there was a mutual giddiness in there too and he was excited to see you again after many years without contact

however

there was a bit of fear in there that thought back to when you were younger and his choice of not really having a specific parent despite your pleads to stay together with him

but he was going to make sure your bond was still intact!

he would do anything in his power to do so!

when you arrived

your dad accompanied you back to japan and you both were walking out to the exit of the airport when you saw your grandmother excitedly waving a sign around

in bold sparkly letters, it said ‘USHIJIMA’

okay wait i love grandma usui 

you quickly ran over to her and she grasped you into her arms

‘nana’

you sobbed and she hugged you tightly

‘im so happy youre back home’

your father shook hands with the friend she brought to help drive you guys back home

old man ukai was basically the chauffeur but hes really good friends with your nana so it was okay

the entire ride you guys basically caught up with each other and you couldnt help but laugh whenever your dad would go on a rant about your grandma being too reckless and your nana defending herself

‘oh stop it, takashi. i was only given one life and if it’s over, it’s over. for now, ill live it how i see fit!’

your old family home was exactly as you remember it but you didnt expect the 6′2 boy in the living room

‘nii-chan’

you meekly whispered and he let out a soft smile before opening his big arms

you ran into them and he held you tightly

‘i missed you. so much’

he whispered and you nodded 

it was def such a nice thing to have your brother again

oooo your dad been knew that you would be sticking to waka like you did when you were itty bitty young

so when you practically begged waka to stay at your nana’s house the entire summer, he couldnt refuse you

duh your mom went to see you but you just quietly sat there and smiled at her

polite but distant

due to being around waka so much, you naturally went to his volleyball practices and their training camp

there

you met his friends and you guys quickly got acquainted especially with tendo bc he was just so fun

and he was your brother’s boyfriend best friend

the others were still kinda distant with you ahem ahem im looking at you shirabu

but they were mostly amazed at how powerful the genetics played in your appearances because wowza you were beautiful

lmao dont let waka hear them say that bc they would be benched all season in a single snap

during training camp, you usually sat at the sides or you would be their stand-in manager

goshiki absolutely LOVES you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOSHIKI MY SON MY BABY

him and you were the same age so there was an easier way of being friends and your energies just matched so well

he would run up to you whenever he got a play right and you would ruffle his hair affectionately

LADKSJFLDSKFS FLASHBACK TO TENDO!SISTER X GOSHIKI

‘y/n-chan!’

‘y/n-chan!’

‘y/n-chan!’

hell even ushi was getting annoyed at goshiki’s constant need for you

tendo would steal you away and he would be giggling to you about how adorable you were and you just giggled along bc wow this beautiful man is really talking to me right now

ALKSDJFLKSF CAN YOU TELL IM ALSO A TENDOODOO SIMP?

‘cmere, y/n-chan. i taught toshi this the other day and he was very impressed and wanted me to do it again. okay so it goes in a rhyme, ya ready?’

you nodded along and he shot you a close-eyed smile before starting to draw on the dirt with a stick

‘there once was a man with-’

lets just say

you were definitely your brother’s sister

sometimes though

you would try and go towards the calmer players to get away from the rowdiness from baby daddy tendo and baby goshiki

you would find them at the gym just doing drills and at the sight of you, they would turn red but continue playing

they didnt really mind seeing you there bc youve always been such a positive energy and cheered them on which gave them strength

‘NICE ONE OHIRA-SAN!’

‘WAHHH SO COOL YAMAYAMA-SAN!’

you were like a cute ball of serotonin >o<

‘wah, of course its expected for you guys to be the top in the prefecture. youre like,,,,, silent but deadly~!’

duh a compliment from a girl?

dead

shirabu’s bangs would get in the way of his vision sometimes yall i will never stop making fun of that ridiculously adorable haircut so you would use a clip and tuck it away for him

this big babie is so awkward that he turns red when you whisper in his ear that you were done

semisemi baby and you got along bc you guys had a similar taste in music and because you lived in california, he was fascinated that you were in the music capital of america

‘did you see celebrities down the street?’

he asked you excitedly one day during lunch

you stopped then smiled softly

‘semisemi-kun, i didnt live at that part of california’

nah to him, america is just filled with celebrities

OH DEAR BABY BOY KAWANISHI

taichi is a generally quiet guy

like you thought he was actually selectively mute when you first met him

but you gradually got him to talk and you would help him whenever he would want to practice

usually it was during the ungodly hours of the morning

you woke up and went to grab a drink from the common room but you noticed his large build exiting the door so you followed him into the gym

‘kawanishi-san?’

you called out and felt guilty when he jumped 

‘oh, hey’

he aknowledged

‘wha-’

you stopped to yawn causing your eyes to close making you miss the brief second of softness that flashed in his eyes

‘what are you doing?’

you tiredly asked

taichi dusted off his trackpants after kneeling down to rummage through his bag and you couldnt help but gawk at his height

‘im training early’

he answered

‘why? is it because you want to keep up with the others?’

you mumbled and he was surprised for a second but reverted back to his stoic expression

‘i have to make sure i am able to reach my seniors level for next year’

taichi turned away to grab a stray ball and you moved to go to the storage room for the ball cart

‘oi, what are you doing? go back to bed’

he said from the other side of the gym but you just looked back at him with a tired grin

‘meh, i want to spend time with you, senpai’

you reasoned

he shook his head before walking over to you then ruffled your hair

‘no wonder youre so tiny. you dont sleep enough and let your body grow’

yep that was the closest youve gotten to taichi joking with you

usually, hes training and when hes in the zone, nothing else has his attention but the ball

maybe thats why the others ahem goshiki has said that he was very scary

his game face was practically a mean face

basically you spent the entire training camp with them and then soon, you were going back to school

duh everyone hmm maybe not shirabu bc he most definitely read the school book of rules thought you would be going to shiratorizawa with them 

but you broke the news to them one afternoon and imagine the tears from both tendo and goshiki

‘WHHYYYY!!!!’

‘NOOO!!!!!’

‘why can’t you?’

semi asked and you were about to answer when shirabu beat you to it

‘the school doesnt allow late transfers’

oh right

the american school system was set in a different schedule than a japanese school system

it was considered the summer for them yet school already started a few months ago

since shiratorizawa was a very academically and physically prestigious school, they refused anyone who would potentially be late or behind their curriculum

‘so where ya headed to then, chibi?’

tendou pouted and you leaned against his arm

‘hmm some school named aoba johsai? i dont know its near my grannie’s so that’s all that mattered’

oh dear

USHIJIMA NO Y/N WILL NOT ASK TOORU TO GO TO SHIRATORIZAWA

they consider seijoh a rival bc theyve played against them practically in every prefecture tournament and they were worried for that infamous setter

‘ne, y/n-chan, promise us that you won’t be swept away by them! especially a guy named oikawa tooru!’

uhhh

well

tendou’s warning was kinda ignored bc you ended up being seijoh’s manager

hehe

surprise?

but they weren’t really really shocked tho bc they knew you liked volleyball so you would naturally be in the volleyball team

even as a manager

meanwhile in seijohhh

OooOOOoOoOooooo sEiJOOhHHHH~~~~~~

okay so you were actually registered under your father’s last name usui rather than the ushijima last name

therefore you werent exactly immediately known as HEY! USHIJIMA’S SISTER!

you still became the manager the way you did as mentioned in part 1 

and you still are their adorable baby manager

you were aware of their oikawa’s hatred for wakawaka so you try not to talk about him even though youre literally the closest person to him

was it traitorous? 

maybe

but you actually even help them when they practice

duh the boys are like eyebrow raise emoji 

‘wow youre really into volleyball, huh, manager-chan?’

matsukawa commented and you just smiled

‘hmm, my family likes it so ive picked up a thing or two’

LMAO

little do they know your brother is literally the best volleyball player around and is a member of the under 19 team and your father is a volleyball coach in america and would someday be someone iwaizumi hajime (19) would apprentice under

there was a lot of times you thought you would slip up like your home screen was of you and waka but youve been careful to cover it up

BUT

you cant always be sneaky

it was during the first day of the tournament and you were filling up their water bottles I SWEAR WHY IS MANAGER-CHAN ALWAYS FILLING UP WATER BOTTLES when you found a familiar bunch of boys at the end of the hallway just chatting

you havent seen tendou and the boys in so long so you placed the bottles down and rushed over there so quickly

‘TOMUTOMU!’

you shouted and the oddly-haired boy turned and he gasped before grabbing you into a large hug

this grabbed tendou’s attention and he cheered then hugged you too

your giggles and happy cheers were so infectous and they just absolutely missed you so much 

these tall boys were at a advantage so someone scooped you up and you were just affectionately being talked to and hugged and LKDSJFSLDFJ SO LUCKY SO LOVED

meanwhile

the plant babies were wondering where the heck you went to 

‘y/n-chan?! where is she?!’

oikawa panicked quickly while iwaizumi hit him to shut up

‘be quiet! you won’t find her if you’re too busy freaking out!’

‘ill find her’

matsukawa volunteered and they nodded, feeling at ease of him being capable to find you if you were in trouble

but when he returned empty-handed and with large eyes, they knew something was up

they ran behind mattsun to stop and copy his shocked expression at the sight in front of them

is that

you?

with

shi

ra

to

ri

za

wa

oh my god

‘y/n-chan!’

oikawa shouted, being the first to speak

you jumped and your own eyes widened

‘oh. oh no’

you mumbled

the others were so stunned and seijoh itself was so hard to make speechless but they were just shocked

period

‘what is happening’

iwaizumi mumbled

yea the others were just shocked period

‘hey guys’

you waved and you motioned them closer

‘uhh,,, well,,, um they are my friends’

you smiled uneasily and they could see that

‘aaand?’

oikawa signalled you to say everything bc he knew it wasnt the whole story

you sighed

‘ushi,,, jima is my brother’

you mumbled the last part

but they heard you

‘HAH?!’

you cringed and the shira boys were about to move to protect you but they saw you glare at them

‘what? what about it? hes my brother? and?’

you babbled

‘but,, why are you,, in seijoh? dont get me wrong! its just,, youd naturally go to shiratorizawa right?’

mattsun waved his hands around and asked the question thats bugging the team

‘i came to the country late’

‘THE COUNTRY?!’

well,,

turns out you havent exactly told them everything about you yet :/

even when youve cleared the air and introduced waka as your brother, seijoh still didnt say anything

they were stuck in this shocked and surprised moment even at the end of the day and when you went straight to the shiratorizawa team,

they watched with wide eyes as you laughed with goshiki and was jumping around with tendou

‘AH! TOMU! MY HAIR!’

‘TORI-SAN! SATORI-SAN! TAKE THAT!’

wow you were actually really beautiful when youre happy

‘i dont think ive seen her this happy with this much energy’

makki said and they nodded

it was true

you were usually calm and collected and was the perfect balance to this chaotic team

so seeing you so free and loose with them was so refreshing, even if it was with damn ushiwaka

you finally went back to the seijoh boys and they all sent glares to the violet team before sending you a smile

‘you ready to go, manager-chan?’

watari ruffled your hair before handing you your bag to start walking to the bus

‘yea. lets go home’

as you all walked, oikawa was already starting his tantrum

‘y/n-chan~! why aren’t you that happy around us? are we not enough for you?’

oikawa whined and pouted

but you just turned to smiled at him and stopped walking to pat his head

‘im not their manager, therefore im not pressured to act like anyone except as a friend and a spectator. but i try to be as professional as i can with you guys to make sure you dont appear bad to others. and you guys are perfectly chaotic enough, adding me into the mix will just about kill coach’

oikawa didnt seem satisfied though

‘but! thats not fair! they get to see you smile and i dont!’

iwaizumi growled at him to be quiet but you beat him to it

well

you smiled at tooru but your eyes shone maliciously

‘i knew you would act like this, oikawa-san. as punishment, i gave nii-chan your phone number. good luck avoiding him now’

oikawa screamed

a/n: AAWWWWW LETS NOT KILL COACH IRIHATA OKAY? HES LIKE OUR GRANPAPA AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LEAVE OIKAWA ALONE WAKAWAKA-KUN!

[sweetestlamb]

Bedwarmer

Chapter 2

Summary: Jealousy is an ugly thing.

“Why are you crying?" He asks simultaneously sounding concerned and annoyed, wiping at the lone tear that is running down her cheek. There are too many reasons why she's crying, she has done something unthinkable with someone who is destined for another. She is not his concubine and therefore not the owner of his pleasure. She's nothing more than a....whore now. It makes her sick to her stomach.

"I'm disgusting. I need to be punished. You just banish me again. I don't deserve to live." She sobs twisting away from his faltering smile, her breakdown catches him off guard his grip loosening on her wrists and she immediately tries to flee. He stops her with a strong hand on her disheveled hanbok.

"Stop this nonsense. We both wanted that, there is no reason more to deny that you yearn for me. Stop being foolish and be mine. I grow tired of your senseless games."

His apparent irritation makes her tears of shame morph into rageful ones. Why must he be so cruel to her?

"Let me go. It is late and I need to return to my quarters."

He glares at her, his grip growing tighter and panic fuels her next words. "It would upset the Queen Dowager if unwanted eyes were to see me exiting your quarters so late at night after she has just selected your concubine."

He crawls into her space menacingly, shoulders rolling like that of a mountain cat. "You dare to threaten me? You think I care who sees? I would do this again in the middle of court where all could see. Don't tempt me Deok im."

She tries to find the lie in his eyes but there is nothing but dark certainty. He looks down at her lips and she draws in a weak breath, moving away but he easily follows her tugging her closer with the material of her hanbok.

"Please stop." She pleads but he moves ever closer, rubbing a rough thumb across her open bottom lip. She can taste the remnants of salt on his skin.Slowly he pulls her mouth open wider, grazing across her tongue now and with a groan he leans forward to close the gap and she closes her eyes in defeat.

"Your majesty? Is everything alright? I heard strange noises earlier."

Her eyes widen in surprise, pushing the King away instinctively looking around for an escape.

"I'm fine. Go back to your quarters, you're dismissed for the night." He growls out still not letting her go but she twists out of his hold and rushes to the door, ignoring the confused gaze of the head guardsman as she passes him by.

"Maiden Sung?"

She bows quickly before disappearing around the corner. Hand pressed against her thundering heart she finally catches her breath. She knows what she must do. It's the only way to protect the King. She must disappear from his sight as he wanted.

Concubine Yun is gorgeous but beneath her pretty mask lies something sinister. She can feel all the hatred the other woman holds towards her, she beats her and slaps her and sends her far whenever the King is near. It makes avoiding him easier but her body aches from the mistreatment.

Could the royal woman know the sin they had committed? She's hates herself for being everything she promised herself she wouldn't be.

She's wondering aimlessly after completing another unnecessary chore when she passes the lady's room. She's not alone. The King's familiar baritone pierces her ears, he sounds upset almost subconsciously she starts to tremble so used to his ire.

"Your majesty. Please be calm, you seem agitated. You have no need to worry about someone so lowly. Instead let us focus on each other. I have missed you dearly, my bed feels cold without you. It is past time for our first night."

Their first night. The night she had shared with the King was illegitimate, this was the night that would truly count. She had been nothing but a mistake. But still she finds herself waiting for his rejection, for him to storm out of the room and find her here. But none of that happens. The King doesn't storm out, instead she hears him command, "Come here." And she watches helplessly as their shadows draw closer, running away before she can see anymore.

The King visits his concubine every night afterwards and she can feel her heart breaking with each meeting.

He no longer seeks her out. Barely looking her way when they meet in passing. As if he truly has no need for her any longer and it hurts more than she had expected, she feels like trash that has been discarded. Memories of their meetings plague her at nights. But than that are the dreams about that night. It meant nothing to him but it was her first, so many of her firsts have been taken by him.

It's stupid, immensely so but she goes to his quarters. He won't be there, too busy with his concubine now. The hallway is dark and empty, all having followed the King to his betrothed. Tonight is their first night after all. He will undress another and kiss her, touch her until she is moaning beneath him. She doesn't want to have these thoughts but they keep coming without her consent, she stumbles into his room with misty eyes. Wishing nothing more than another chance, to be born as someone who could claim a King.

Falling to her knees she buries her face in his bed. It smells like him and she crawls into the last space they shared. His scent makes her skin tingle and she's ashamed to note that his smell is enough to affect her, she can almost see his larger frame towering over her body.

It's indecent but she opens her jacket, pushing it off her shoulders like he had commanded only days ago. But this time she goes further, sliding down the large skirt leaving herself in only her underclothes. Logic screams at her to stop this at once, to exit the King's room and end this dangerous obsession. But desire and jealousy and hatred all sing in her blood and she wants to leave some remnant of herself here. So she runs her hands down her chest, her peaks tightening recalling calloused fingers pinching them hard.

She bites her lip to trap her moan from escaping and alerting anyone else, her thighs are slippery now just from errant thoughts of the King. Scared she lowers her hands, nervously pressing at the soft flesh and with a deep breath she penetrates herself her fingers sinking in easily from the moisture pooled there.

Absently she closes her eyes, imagining another's hands exploring each inch of her skin. She's only read about this in books but it's nothing like she imagined, her skin feels too thin for her body. It's equally too much and not enough and she inhales a large whiff of his scent sending herself into an overload and she can feel the end vibrating through her skin.

"Open your legs wider. Show me everything."

No. There's no way. That must be part of her imagination. He can't be here. He's supposed to be with his woman and that isn't her.

But his impatient tug on her leg, shatters any dream of this being a figment of her imagination.

"You can't be here."

"You mean in my own quarters of my palace in the nation that I govern? Your arrogance really knows no bounds."

He smirks at her but she's too stunned so she speaks her mind.

"You are supposed to be with her. I checked first, you went there for your first night." She can't stop the bite to her words and she cries in shock when she sees that he's not even looking at her face, eyes scouring every inch of her naked skin.

"Were you jealous? Did you come here to stake your claim?"

It sounds childish and pathetic but it's exactly what she'd been doing. Staking claim over someone that belongs to thousands like a fool.

"Go back to her."

But when he shifts away she finds herself raising and grabbing the cuff of his sleeve, her heaving chest in his view now.

"You're still saying things you don't mean. I'm not going anywhere, I postponed that. I've been watching you, you want me. It kills you to see me with another, tell me I'm lying." He challenges, cupping the underside of her breast and she melts into his touch, breathless already.

She opens her mouth to deny his claims but she can't find the words.

"Action speak louder than words truly." He answers for her, pushing her back into the impossibly soft bedding and she squeaks as he pries her legs open leaving her exposes to the cool night air.

"Beautiful. And all mine. I'll kill anyone who would dare to see you like this."

She wants to just give into the pleasure but her pride is still too hurt.

"Why are you here now? You have been visiting her every night. She is the one that truly owns your heart." Not me. But she doesn't dare to utter those words lest he agree.

"It was a ruse to make you jealous. I saw your shadow on the first night and I decided to show you what could happen if you continued to push me away. Is this a fate you desire Deok im?"

Deceiving her again. He's never felt any qualms about lying to her to make a point. She blinks away tears of relief and anger.

"You tricked me."

"Yes. It was the only way to get you to admit the truth. You're too stubborn."

She tries to twist away but he grabs her feet yanking almost off the bed, if he were not the King she would have kicked him. In his smug face.

"I can hear your impudent thoughts. I did what was necessary to stop your ceaseless running."

Again, she tries to break free of his grip but he grows impatient and tugs her into his lap arms bracketing her in.

"Must you fight me at every turn?"

"I'm not a puppet you can control!"

"No. You are no puppet. You are my woman, once you accept that then both of our lives will be easier."

That's when she notices a flash of red on his collar. Lipstick. Instantly she grabs his robe, getting a closer look and then staring at him with fuming eyes.

"Did you kiss her?"

He raises an eyebrow at her inquiry. It's not often that he's spoken to this way but she's always been an exception.

"It was barely a kiss. She tried and I left. That mark is from her failed attempt."

But she's already picturing them kissing and it makes her want to scream. She can feel her face burning up and he looks almost gleeful.

"There's no need to be upset. I'm here now and you're the one I truly want. Take me if you want me."

It's the first kiss that she has initiated, slamming into his mouth and he grunts in pain but doesn't pull away from her incessant mouth. It's messy and their teeth click but he taste like honey and a spice that's irrevocably him. He grips the back of her neck, bringing her closer and she's reminded of her state of undress as his clothed member grinds into her barely covered mound. Emboldened she grinds back pleasure zinging up her spine.

"You are driving me mad. I want to taste you."

She has no idea what those words mean as they're already kissing but then she feels her world tilting until she's flat on her back again. He tugs the cloth covering her chest away and removes her underclothes, baring her fully to his eyes.

"Open them." He commands again and this time she can do nothing but listen, shivering as she spreads her legs.

He runs a thumb between her slit and she has to swallow her scream at the immense pleasure that yields. It's nothing like when she touched herself. He leans down kissing down her neck, then her breasts, down the flat of her belly until he stalls eye level with her most intimate part.

"What are yo--"

That's as far as coherent thought goes before he's licking at her, tongue slipping into a space that no other has even been given permission to explore. After a tentative lick he's like a parched man given a bit of water, ravenous. He forces her legs open wider as she weakly attempts to close them terrified by the amount of pleasure she's feeling. He suckles at her pearl making her scream before grabbing a pillow to smother her own sounds.

"Don't hide from me." He rips the pillow away, peering up at her from his place between her thighs. And it's almost too much watching him devour her so filthily. Then he spreads her lips, plunging a finger in and she convulses at the sudden penetration unable to stop her thoughts of something bigger entering her. Just the imagery is enough to drive her over the edge, he eagerly drinks her up like a delicacy.

"There, there." He soothes her and she feels so tired, she needs to go back to her quarters but her body refuses to move.

"Just go to sleep."

"I can't stay here. The princess will wonder where I am."

"You dare to speak of her, after seducing her man?"

She stills at the accusation and before she can berate herself or run again, he wraps her up tightly in his arms.

"Just go to sleep before I make it so you are unable to walk." He whispers into her ear.

He grinds his heavy shaft into her hip to show her how true is threat is.

She's a harlot for wishing that he would make good on his promise. She will repent the next day.