#its not like were at the tail end and have had everything for awhile. its not even been half a yr

[gauntghoul]

ppl complaining that the next update is gna have a main event set in fontaine... bro thats the current nationbwere in why wld it be any different. this happens everytime?

[jacaerysgf]

deepest desires

summary: Though you have been married to aegon for a while now it seems he wants nothing to do with you and you worry you will spend the rest of your life miserable; but he ends up finding out a secret you've tried so hard to keep hidden and it brings you two together much to your surprise and delight.

w.c: 2.1k

c.w: sub!aegon, porn with plot, pegging, wooden strap, dom!reader, mommy kink, pathetic aegon, slight overstim, anal stuff, not proofread

a.n: dedicated to my lovelie @aegonswife | i will never shut up about the sub aegon agenda !!

You must have been horrible in your past life for the gods to curse you like this. To be married to a prince should be a wonderful thing yet you feel as though you have been sentenced to death.

You can recount on your hands how many words he’s spoken to you despite your many many many many, many, attempts to get him to converse with you. He will not even glance at you most of the time, well kept to his drinks and his whores. You suppose its a better fate than most at least it seemed he would not force himself upon you or abuse you.

Your wedding is a blur and your wedding night is the same, you remember him swiftly leaving after he released and you remember simply lying there and trying to fall asleep.

It took you awhile to officially move in with him as you stuff got stuck on way to the keep and you just so happened to be out the day it finally arrived at the keep so you had the maids bring your stuff into the room in your stead.

As he’s typically out all day and you did not expect him to be in the room while they were unpacking as it is mid afternoon you walk into the room and are shocked to see him standing in front of one of your opened crates with something you prayed he would never see in his hands.

You’ve always had very, different, cravings and lusts. When women would confess their sinful thoughts you realized you were the odd girl out. Many women wanted to get pinned down by their man and be taken in whatever way he pleased but you had always wanted the opposite. To be the one taking, to pin someone down and having a dick of your own forcefully shoving it into their hole.

When you discovered they had invented such a device that could give you the illusion of you having a cock you immediately used your allowance to track one down and purchase it for yourself. Thought you have never used the things you are now wishing you have never bought it has he clutches it in his hands and tilts his head at you, a look you’ve never seen in his eyes.

“This yours?”

You must look like a fish, opening and closing your mouth unsure of what you’re supposed to say. So you say nothing, instead choosing to run out the room like a madman and do not return until very very very late at night and are shocked to see him asleep in your shared bed. He barely even spent five minutes alone in your shared chambers let alone sleep in there. You quietly lay down next to him and fall asleep, praying he would not be there in the morning.

You had hoped that would be that and you would never have to speak to him again but he continues to follow you around like a lost puppy. Tailing behind you everywhere, your lessons, when you spend time in the garden, even your personal time in the shared room he is laying next to you as you read. The sudden change in his behavior is so jarring you cannot help but ask him about it but he just smiles at you, “You are much different than i thought you to be.” You have no clue what that means.

You grow a sort of, friendly? relationship with one another. You are still too nervous to truly say anything to him while he merely seems content laying besides you.

Everything sort of flips on its head when you are laying on the bed, a book in your lap as usual and the door opens. You are not shocked to see a clearly drunk aegon but are more than shocked when he flops down onto the bed and presses his head to your stomach as he lets out a groan.

“My prince?” he merely hums, “My head hurts.” “Maybe you should try and sleep my prince-” “when are you going to fuck me?”

This has you frozen and he looks up at you with his red eyes. “I’ve been so good why haven’t you?” Your mouth opens in shock as he flops his head back down and presses some wet, open mouthed kisses into the fabric of your nightgown. You stutter and are at a loss for words. He wanted you to fuck him?

“My prince if you wish to perform your marital duties you are free to at any time.” He whines and shakes his head, looking up at you with a pout. “No i want you to fuck me. I’ve been good i promise, i havent gone to any brothels, not since that day mommy i promise.” MOMMY? you liked being called mommy in his whiny voice a bit too much and you simply stare at the top of his head for awhile as you try to think of what to say.

“You still come home drunk.” He looks up at you and you merely blink at him. You are more than sure he will not remember this tomorrow so you will merely say what you need to to get him to stop talking about this. “And you reek of alcohol.”

“If i stop drinking and i stop coming home drunk you will fuck me?” “yes.” You are more than glad he will not remember this in the morning. He rolls off of you and to his side of the bed, his back turned to you. “What are you doing?” “Going to sleep so i can start my vow of sobriety.”

His snores quickly fill the room and you blow out the candle next to you and get under the sheets, staring at the darkness with a racing heart. He does not mean it, he will forget about this tomorrow and this will all be a terrible dream.

You are shocked as you wake up the next day and he is stilly lying in bed, merely staring at the ceiling until you flip the covers off and move to get out of bed, “Good morning.” “Morning.” You barely look at him as you move to get dressed for the day. Rummaging through the closet until you pull out a dress and hang it on your mirror. You look at him through the mirror, “Are you going to watch me get undressed?” “It is wrong to?”

You say nothing but simply stare at him until you slowly move the straps of your dress and your nightgowns falls to the floor and you are completely bare.

“So how long must i be sober? A day? a week? a month?” You freeze and turn your head back to look at him.

“what are you talking about-” “were you the one who had been drunk last night wife? must i remind you of what we had discussed?”

You bring the dress you had meant to wear today closer to your chest to cover yourself as you feel a sense of shame wash over you. “If you wish to mock me so then do it.” His head tilts at you as you stare down at the ground. “why would i wish to mock you?

“asking me to fuck you after you had found that horrid device you must mean to mock me…” He quickly stand and you back up until you hit the mirror and he is standing in front of you. “I do not mean to mock you. I had avoided you in the past because i had been under the impression you were just like every other lady at the court but i know now you were made for me, we were made to be together. I have wished to have a lady like you, to fill my wildest desires, i wish for you to do anything you wish. To rule body and use me like a toy. To fuck me like i am nothing but a whore on silk street.”

You stare at him with wide eyes as he drops to his knees and looks at you like you are a goddess. “I was born to serve you. I am at you every whim and every wish.”

You feel something overcome you as he stares up and you and you lose every ounce of self control you have.

“Stand.” He quickly stands up and stares at you eagerly noticing the new look in your eyes.

“Strip.”

He rushes to rip off his shirt and pants and awaits your instructions. You snap your fingers and point to the bed where he quickly moves to sit down on it. You walk over to him and grab his chin to tilt his head upwards. “You want mommy to take care of you?” He lets out a long whine as he nods his head feverishly.

“lay on your stomach.” he follows your instructions without complaining like a loyal mutt. He has no clue what youre doing but he can hear you rummaging around the room, your bare feet peddling against the ground for a few moments and he finds himself unable to lay still, wiggling and whimpering to himself as he grows impatient, on of his hands even begins to slide down to stroke himself before you slap his ass and he moans. “Thought you were a good boy huh? what happened to him?”

“no no i am i am i promise im sorry im sorry.” You slap him again, “I dont wanna hear it.” He continues to mumble and whimper until he feels you shove two oiled inside him and he lets out a high pitched noise and bites the pillow he’s pressing his head against.

“Loose. you're such a fucking whore, look at you.” He doesn’t not respond not that you expected him too but he gets louder and louder the more and more you continue to thrust your fingers in and out of him, reeling in the feeling of you presses kisses against his back and the way your free hand wraps around his cock and toys around with his tip.

“look at you, so fucking pathetic. I bet youve been dreaming of this for months huh, sick freak.” He babbles like a baby unable to form any words or any thoughts the closer he gets, precum pouring out of his tip that you use to pump him slowly. He is so close he can taste it, what hes been craving for so long, he wants it so bad he wants to please you.

Yet you pull away right as hes on the brink and he can barely control himself. Tears begin to spring from his eyes and be turns his head towards you, whimpering. “please.” “you’ll take what i give you.” “but mommy-“ “who said you can talk back?”

He sniffles, “im sorry mommy im sorry please i just wanna be good for you mommy.” his words are slurred and you cant help but feel your heart ache slightly and you grab his cheek, rubbing away his tears with his thumb, “you good?”

He nods, and leans against your cheek sniffles again. “I just wanna be good for you mommy.” You nod and press a kiss against his lips and when you pull away he chases after you lightly as he looks at you with glowing eyes. “You’re so pretty baby, such a good boy, mommys gonna take care of you okay?” “yes yes please please.”

He lets out a gasp as he feels your wooden strap begin to slowly push its way into his pulsing hole. You barely give him anytime to adjust before you begin to vigorously thrust in and out of him. Gripping onto his hair for stability.

The tears begin to pour down his face as he grabs his cock with his free hand, bringing himself closer to release as his hips move back to meet yours. You find yourself unable to hide your amusement as he grows more and more desperate, heaving and whining the closer and closer he gets to release, letting out incoherent babbles of nonsense.

When he releases he lets out a scream that your sure the whole keep could hear, his body shaking as his seed spills out onto the bedsheets below him, sobs racking his body. You press a long kiss against his lips and he shakily returns it. When you had thought you would be doomed to a life of misery it appears you were wrong as your life just got a whole lot more interesting.

[bellaxgiornata]

Don't Walk Away [1/2]

Pairing: Frank Castle x Fem!Reader Word Count: 5.7k [Part Two]

Summary: Frank is a good man–you learned that the day he brought your dog Lucky into your life. The two of you soon began a relationship afterwards, one that was rather unconventional with how often Frank was always on the road. But one night when he's back, you're hit with the realization that you're in love with him. Noticing your nerves, Frank eventually pulls the truth out of you–and then you're left confused and heartbroken when you wake up to find him gone the next morning.

Warnings: 18+; Angst with a happy ending (in part two), emotional hurt/comfort, smut (in part two), love confession

a/n: This was going to be a one part thing but I wanted to give this story everything I needed to which meant it was growing into something bigger. So there will be a part two coming that has the happy ending and smut. For now, this is angst. Enjoy and feedback is always appreciated!

Humming absently to yourself, you sealed the lid on the tupperware container of the leftover pasta you’d made for dinner. A crisp breeze made its way through the open windows in your kitchen, that comforting and familiar scent of autumn soon approaching wafting inside and filling your house. You loved this time of year when the nights finally cooled off and you didn’t have beads of sweat rolling down your back from the scorching heat of the day. There was something serene and calming about having your windows open at night, the sounds of the crickets outside a peaceful background to your evenings. 

As you made your way over to the refrigerator, you heard the sound of a car rolling to a stop somewhere along the street out front, the noise louder than usual with your windows wide open. You saw Lucky raise her head from off the kitchen floor, perking up at the noise as you opened the refrigerator door and placed the container of leftover pasta inside. Lucky let out a soft whine from the floor next, your attention fully turning down towards your dog as you shut the fridge.

“It’s just a car, girl,” you told her. “Nothing to be worried about.”

Making your way towards your dishwasher, you pulled the door open and slid out the bottom rack. Turning, you began pulling the dirty pots and bowls out of the sink from this evening and setting them one by one inside of the dishwasher. The loud thud of a car door closing outside rang out through your kitchen and Lucky jumped up from the floor. You paused, half-bent over the dishwasher as your focus shifted to her. She was standing perfectly at attention facing the living room, her entire body absolutely still except for her cropped tail. It was doing that hopeful, eager wag she would get where her tail would wag exactly three times before it stopped for a couple of seconds only to wag three more times. 

And she only ever acted like this when she noticed Frank was back.

“Is your daddy here?” you asked Lucky.

Her head turned back towards you, a happy glint in her eyes. You couldn’t contain your own excitement either, a large grin slipping onto your lips as you slid the dishrack back before closing the dishwasher door. Heading to the sink, you washed your hands, your smile only growing when you heard Lucky softly whining in barely contained joy.

By the time you were drying your hands on the kitchen towel, you heard a knock coming from the front door. Lucky bolted off towards it immediately, her excited barks loudly echoing through your previously quiet house. Making your way out of your kitchen and to the living room after her, you could hear Frank’s laughter coming through the open windows. The warm, resonate sound of it had you picking up your pace as you headed to the front door. It had been awhile since Frank had last stopped by and you'd certainly missed him. 

Unlocking the door, you hurriedly pulled it open to reveal Frank Castle standing on your doorstep–or Pete Castiglione as everyone else in the world knew him as. But you had come to know him for exactly who he was shortly after the night you met him eight months ago now. 

He was the one who’d brought Lucky into the animal hospital you’d been working at late at night. She’d been in terrible shape, barely holding on from the abuse she had clearly suffered from, and she had been covered in injuries from what appeared to be dog fights. He’d been in a panic about her, begging you to do whatever you could to save her that night when he’d barged in through the front doors carrying her limp body in his arms. Frank had barely left the animal hospital’s parking lot for the entire week she’d been in your care. He had always been checking in on her, asking if there was anything he could do. 

It wasn’t long before you’d looked into who he was, curious about the man who cared so much about an abused dog that supposedly wasn’t his dog–and then you’d managed to uncover his past. You’d been a bit wary of him at first, but Frank had only ever been kind and respectful to you and your colleagues. It was clear he had a big heart judging by how much he cared for the dog he’d rescued and couldn’t seem to let go of. Though when she was finally ready to go home and recover, you’d expected he would want to take her with him, but he’d surprised you when he had told you that he couldn’t. He was apparently living on the road for now, traveling from state to state without a real home, trying to find where he belonged. He had stayed only long enough to make sure she was healed and safe before he left.

You had ended up taking her in and naming her Lucky–because she was lucky Frank had been the one to find her and rescue her that night. But you’d also referred to her as your good luck charm because two weeks later, Frank had returned to the animal hospital you worked at and was asking about her. When he learned you’d been the one to give her a home, he’d asked if he could see her again. It was Lucky who had ultimately brought you and Frank together; she was the reason the pair of you had eventually fallen into the unconventional relationship you’d had for months now while Frank continued to live his life on the road trying to find himself–though you always wondered if he was really just punishing himself. 

Pulling the screen door open, Frank stepped inside with a broad smile spread wide across his face, his warm brown eyes focused on you. The sight of him had your heart feeling ready to burst, a large smile spreading onto your own lips in return. Lucky quickly began excitedly hopping around by Frank’s legs, demanding attention as happy barks flew out of her one after another. She only quieted when he'd finally tore his eyes from you and focused his attention on her.

“Hey girl,” Frank greeted Lucky. “You missed me, did ya?”

He took two steps inside before swiftly dropping down to his knees on the floor beside her. Lucky was quick to bombard him in a series of kisses straight away, only further encouraged by his large hands scratching behind her ears. Laughing lightly at the pair of them, you closed the front door and locked it before turning and leaning against it, watching the both of them with that smile lingering on your lips. Lucky’s entire lower half wiggled back and forth in delight as Frank continued to enthusiastically scratch behind her ears, muttering sweet words of praise to her. The reunions between the two of them had always went like this whenever Frank showed back up at your place, and it always warmed your heart to watch them together.

It was a few minutes before Lucky finally calmed, lowering to sit on her haunches in front of Frank with her tongue happily hanging out of her mouth looking as if she was smiling herself. Frank glanced up at you, one hand still absently petting Lucky as he directed that broad smile still on his face at you. The sight of it had your heart almost skipping a beat–it had been two weeks since you'd last had the opportunity to see that smile in person.

His attention not leaving you, he slipped his duffle bag from off his shoulder and dropped it to the floor by his feet. “How’s my favorite girl?” he asked.

“Feeling a little left out of this reunion,” you teased.

“Well I can’t have that now can I?” he mused.

He gave Lucky two more pats on her head before he rose back up to his feet, eyeing you with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he slowly sauntered towards you. You quirked a brow at him, the corner of your lips curving even higher upwards. The moment he was within reach, his hands were on your hips. You could feel the warmth of them seeping past the thin fabric of your sweatpants, his fingers firmly gripping you in an almost possessive way. He stepped in closer to you, closing the distance between you both as his face hovered just before yours. Your own hands rose up, landing on his chest just over his dark jacket. Your eyes locked onto his brown ones, spotting that familiar light in them they always had when he was with you. Though every time he said goodbye to you before heading out to his truck, ready to get back on the road again, you swore you saw that light extinguish behind his eyes.

“What about you, beautiful?” Frank asked, his voice a gentle rumble in your ears as he cocked his head to the side. “Did you miss me?”

“I always miss you when you’re gone, Frank,” you assured him, hands snaking their way up his solid chest until you could wrap your arms around his neck, tugging him in closer to you. “And I’m always happy to see you.”

“Is that right?” he murmured.

Frank lowered his forehead to rest against yours, his eyes closing. Yours closed seconds later, your tongue slipping out to wet your lips in anticipation of your greeting from him. He was so close to you that his lips brushed yours when he spoke next. 

“How much did ya miss me?” he asked.

Without hesitation, your arms pulled him in the rest of the way to you as you tilted your face up, capturing his lips with your own. It surprised you that his lips were always so soft every single time you kissed him because everything about Frank usually screamed the opposite of soft. And right now those lips of his were moving so deliberate and slow against yours over and over again, the feel of them finally back on yours making you suddenly breathless. You quickly found yourself getting lost in him, your body melting into his as he pressed you further back into the front door. The scent of leather and gasoline and smoke filled your nose as your mind went blank to everything else but him. Frank took another step into you, his hands sensually sliding their way down your hips and around towards your ass as he kissed you exactly like a man who'd been gone for two weeks would. 

Kissing Frank for you was vastly different than kissing anyone else you ever had before. With Frank, every kiss and every touch from him always felt full of passion and something more . Something more than just lust and desire and the urge to scratch an itch. You’d never experienced that with anyone else but him, and you’d always been left wondering what that had meant.

When you felt Frank’s tongue drag its way along your lower lip so painfully slow and purposeful, you couldn't resist the faint moan that fell out of your mouth. Frank swallowed down the sound before he squeezed your ass in his large hands. Then he pulled away from you just a bit, chuckling at the whine you emitted in protest. 

"Much as I'd love to continue this, beautiful," Frank murmured, pausing to place a sweet kiss back to your lips, "It's been hours since I ate. Been drivin' all day trying to get back to you before you went to bed. D’ya mind if we catch up while I eat?"

Your right hand withdrew from its place around his neck, gradually making its way towards his face where you began to affectionately stroke his stubbled cheek. Frank’s eyes crinkled at the corners as you did. It was a moment before you answered, just enjoying the slight rasp of his beard against your fingertips, content that he was here again. Though you loved the slightly outgrown beard he always showed up with, clearly not having had a chance to shave in a few days each time you saw him again. 

"Only if you don't eat that packaged shit in your bag," you replied, gesturing your head at his duffle bag with a grimace. "I just finished dinner a bit ago, I can reheat you some of the pasta I made."

Frank's smile widened further, his hands gripping your ass firmly again. "You're too good to me, sweetheart," he told you. 

"Well somebody needs to make sure you're eating more than tuna fish from a bag and beef jerky," you shot back, nails playfully scratching along his jawline. "I need to make sure you're not malnourished out there on the road."

"Oh do you now?" he asked, his hands releasing you.

"Mhmm,” you hummed out as Frank stepped back from you, a grin forming on his lips. “You make sure you take those dirty things off before you make yourself comfortable, though," you told him, gesturing a finger down at his black boots.

Frank's grin curled up even higher before he dipped his head once in a single nod. "Yes, ma'am."

You hummed out a pleased noise before turning and making your way back to the kitchen. It came as no surprise to you that Lucky didn't follow after you, choosing to stay behind with Frank as he gathered his bag and took his boots off. 

Opening the refrigerator door, you pulled out the container of pasta you'd only minutes ago put away before setting it on the kitchen counter. Next you reached up into a cabinet, pulling down a bowl and then grabbing a fork from a nearby drawer. Afterwards, you began scooping a generous portion of food into the bowl–you knew damn well Frank ate like shit when he wasn't with you. You also knew he loved your cooking. 

As you opened the microwave door, you heard Frank's tired feet shuffling their way towards the kitchen. By the time the pasta had begun reheating in the microwave, Frank was at your back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling the back of you into the front of him. He buried his face into your neck and you tilted your head, giving him easier access as your eyes fell closed. He nuzzled quietly against your skin for a moment, the scratch of his beard almost a tickle.

“Missed you,” he murmured into your neck.

Your hands landed on top of his arms where they were wrapped around your waist, a contented sigh slipping out of your lips. You missed him every single day he was gone, constantly checking your phone for a new text or a call or a voicemail from him. Always desperate for anything at all from him. For the past few months you’d found yourself wishing he’d just stay one of these days instead of always slinging his duffle bag over his shoulder in a few days’ time, carrying your heart off with him as he drove away in his truck.

“You know you don’t always have to leave,” you told him quietly.

Frank inhaled an audible, deep breath, holding it for a long moment before he expelled it roughly. He soon drew his face from your neck as his arms began to unwind themselves from around your waist. Your stomach nervously twisted in knots at the physical distance he was clearly creating.

You’d had this conversation with him two times before. The first time it was mostly one-sided with you doing most of the talking. The second time had resulted in a fight. Frank had gotten incredibly upset with you and you hadn’t exactly understood why before he’d grabbed his bag and disappeared. You thought that was the end of things until he’d called you a few hours later apologizing profusely. Though you didn’t see him for almost three weeks after that. 

Before he could respond with anything, the microwave beeped loudly. The sound cut through the tension that had formed in the kitchen. Clearing your throat, you focused on grabbing the hot bowl from the microwave.

“Why don’t you get comfortable and I’ll grab you a beer?” you suggested, shooting him a strained smile over your shoulder.

For a moment Frank stood there silently just a foot behind you, an unreadable expression on his face. You could see the muscles jumping in his cheeks as he ground his teeth together–in anger or something else, you had no idea. It was a bit before he finally nodded, turning and shuffling his way towards your kitchen table. You watched him slide out a chair before sinking down into the seat. Lucky was at his side instantly, resting her head on his thigh.

With the steaming bowl of pasta in one hand, you made your way to the refrigerator and opened it. As you pulled out a beer for him, you could feel the weight of his stare on you.

“So what stories did you bring me back this time?” you asked him, trying to diffuse the tension as you shut the fridge door. 

Almost instantly his face lit up with a smile, another one of his deep, rumbling laughs filling your kitchen. Your nerves quickly melted away at the sound as you headed over towards him, depositing the bowl of pasta and beer in front of him on the table.

“Oh I got plenty of stories, sweetheart,” Frank told you, straightening in his chair as he grabbed the fork, hungrily spearing a few noodles.

Pulling the chair out beside his, you settled down into it before resting an elbow on the table. With a bright smile back on your face, you rested your chin in the palm of your hand, listening intently as he began to animatedly fill you in on his past two weeks.

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Slowly waking, your eyelids fluttered open only to be met with the darkness of your bedroom. It took your brain a moment to register the warmth that was at your back, though you smiled in the darkness when you remembered Frank was curled up behind you with his large hand resting on your hip under the sheets. 

The tension had quickly vanished between the pair of you while Frank had eaten and the two of you had caught up. Shortly afterwards, Frank had grabbed a shower while you’d been hurriedly closing up all of the windows in your house. Then you’d made your way to the bathroom and slipped out of your clothes, joining him under the warm spray where the two of you caught up with each other in another way. 

Now he was fast asleep behind you wearing nothing but a pair of his boxers. His breathing filled your bedroom with each soft and rhythmic exhale from his mouth. You always missed having him in your bed whenever he was off on the road. It always felt too big and empty without him here sharing it with you.

That thought hit you hard right in the chest and you winced. It had been nearing a year of this long distance relationship with Frank now, and even though you’d been aware of his situation of being on the road when you’d started it with him, you’d recently come to feel differently about it. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust that he wasn’t with anyone else–though at first you’d wondered about that–but there was something there that you hadn’t been able to put your finger on before. Some other reason that his constant coming and going had started to feel different to you. That you’d stopped being so open to it.

You slipped a hand up out of the sheets, rubbing the heel of it against your eyes. That nagging feeling was back again. It was the same one that had you feeling restless and like there was something missing whenever you thought about Frank lately. With a sigh you shifted in the sheets, carefully trying to maneuver your way out of the bed and away from him without waking him up. Though you knew he was usually completely exhausted whenever he turned up on your doorstep and would sleep through just about anything.

Quietly you made your way down the side of your bed, sneaking past Lucky who was contentedly passed out in her dog bed, curled up in a tight ball. You continued to tiptoe towards the door, exiting your bedroom before continuing to make your way down the short hallway and into your kitchen. You could feel that nagging, unnamable feeling eating away at you again as you stopped beside the kitchen counter, reaching a hand up and opening a cabinet before pulling down a glass. 

Silently you made your way over to the sink, filling the cup halfway with water before you turned, resting your back against the counter. You drew the glass to your lips, sipping on the cool liquid as your eyes focused on the dark hallway nearby. Despite the stillness of your house, if you listened closely, you could hear Frank’s even breaths drifting out of the bedroom. The sound of it brought a faint smile to your lips.

And that’s when it hit you. 

Your hand tightened around the cold glass as the realization came crashing into you all at once, nearly drowning you in the revelation. You wondered how you’d been so blind to what had been right in front of you for so long.

You had fallen in love with Frank.

It had happened somewhere between all those phone calls and text messages you’d shared with him these past eight months, along with those impromptu camping trips he had brought you and Lucky with him on. Somewhere between the nights he’d cooked you dinner and taken you to bed, showing you just how much he’d missed you while he was gone. All those times he’d shown up on your doorstep–sometimes with a bouquet of flowers or with breakfast and coffees in hand–you’d fallen for him. 

There was no denying it.

Though you immediately became terrified of the realization. You knew about Frank’s past. You knew he’d been married and he’d had two children. You knew that all three of them had been brutally murdered right in front of him. And you damn well knew he still thought about them everyday–he still had nightmares some nights when he was with you. Horrible ones that made you feel useless to help him in any other way besides offering him comfort as he wept into your shoulder in the middle of the night. 

How the hell could you tell him you loved him? Did you even tell him that? 

A nervous churning began in your stomach as your eyes dropped down to the almost empty glass in your trembling hand. You were in love with a man who wasn’t a physical constant in your life. Sure, Frank kept in touch with you on and off throughout the day every single day that he was gone, but he wasn’t here with you every day. And that’s what it was you’d found yourself wanting lately. But with what he’d lost and how he seemed to keep spending his days searching for something out there on the road, could he ever even be here with you?

Chewing the inside of your cheek, you turned and dumped out the last bit of water in the sink before setting the glass on the counter. With a quivering exhale, you wrapped your arms around yourself before quietly tiptoeing back to the bedroom. Though the moment you entered, Frank began to stir in the sheets. You stopped instantly at the foot of the bed when you saw his head rise from off the pillow, his brows furrowing together.

“Somethin’ wrong?” Frank’s groggy voice asked.

Nervously you tucked some hair behind your ear, continuing back towards your side of the bed. You shook your head as you pulled the sheets further back, aware of Frank’s eyes following you through the darkness.

“No,” you answered quietly. “Just needed a glass of water.”

You slipped back onto the mattress, laying on your back this time as you turned your head along the pillow. You sent Frank a tight smile as you pulled the sheets back over yourself. A moment later you felt his hand sliding its way carefully up your neck, coming to cradle the side of your face. He carefully drew it further towards his, his thumb absently stroking your cheekbone with such tenderness that your heart stuttered in your chest. You swallowed hard, that tight band of nerves that had formed at your recent revelation in the kitchen a minute ago twisting noticeably in your gut. 

“You sure?” Frank asked.

Your brows twitched together briefly at his question. “Yeah, why?” you asked him cautiously.

“You seem…on edge,” Frank pointed out, his thumb still stroking your cheek. “Did I do somethin’?”

Instantly you shook your head, though your immediate denial only seemed to further pique his interest. He shifted on the mattress, drawing himself up onto an arm as he gazed down at you, brushing some hair from your face.

“What’s goin’ on.”

It wasn’t a question. You heard it in the tone of his voice, he knew something was wrong. Internally you cursed that Frank was such a perceptive man. 

Swallowing hard, you shook your head again as your gaze dropped down to his bare chest. The marks from your nails were still visible along his skin in the dimly lit room and your cheeks heated at the memory of your time with him in the shower earlier. But that heat quickly gave way to your nerves under Frank’s heavy stare.

You knew Frank had only ever been with you after the passing of his wife. He had never let anyone else in–he had never even slept with anyone else besides you after Maria had passed. And he’d opened up to you about a lot of the pain he carried over these past few months, too. But what you didn’t know was how he would react to this thing between you both suddenly being something more than what it had been for the past eight months. 

“Tell me,” Frank ordered.

“I just–”

You stopped, biting your bottom lip as those knots in your stomach from earlier twisted tighter and tighter. Fingers curling around the bedsheets, your eyes snapped shut. You weren’t sure if you could get the words out.

“You just what?” his gruff voice gently pressed.

Inhaling a trembling breath, you tried to find the courage to answer him. You knew he wouldn't drop this now. Maybe he’d surprise you–you hoped so–but if you were being entirely honest with yourself, you didn’t expect him to reciprocate your feelings. And you weren’t entirely sure how you felt about that, either. Could Frank ever even love you? Maybe not now, but possibly someday? Would he ever even let himself feel that way for someone that wasn't Maria? You admittedly weren't sure about the answers to those questions, and you weren't certain Frank himself even had the answers. And that scared you now more than it ever had in the past.

“Talk to me,” Frank urged when you remained silent.

“I don’t–don’t exactly know how to say this,” you whispered, the words falling out of you in a rush. “I guess I never really let myself think about it before so I–I didn’t realize it until…just now. I mean, you’re always coming and going so I’ve never really–really let myself think about the possibility that I–” your voice broke off mid-sentence. Even you could hear the tremble in your words. Closing your eyes tighter, you tried to push the words out, unable to look him in the face as you bore your heart to him next. “I love you, Frank. And I–I don’t expect to hear you say that in return to me. But I–” you sucked in a sharp breath, wincing as you repeated the confession aloud to him, “–I love you.”

Silence met your ears. You felt the way Frank’s thumb paused its repetitive movements along your cheek as he stiffened beside you in the bed. You kept your eyes clamped closed, too afraid to see his reaction. But the longer the silence dragged on in the bedroom, the worse that feeling in your stomach grew. Maybe you should have lied and not said anything at all. Even if you didn’t expect to hear him say it in return, you still expected something .

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t–”

You were cut off by Frank’s hand on your cheek pulling you towards him before his mouth was suddenly on yours. You rolled over onto your side, your right hand snaking its way around his waist and up his back, fingers digging into his hard muscles. His hand held you to him, firm but gentle, as he kissed you with an intensity you’d never felt from him before. You’d barely had a chance to register much else before he sharply broke away from you. 

Your eyes flew open at the abrupt end to that passionate kiss, confusion written all over your face. Though seconds later Frank was pressing his forehead to yours, his own eyes closed. He remained silent, not saying anything in return as his thumb began its affectionate path along your cheekbone again. For now, you took that as a positive response, one that briefly quelled the rising nerves in your stomach as you brushed your nose up against his. 

Frank pulled away from you after a moment, his lips placing two long, lingering kisses along your forehead before he settled back on his pillow. His hand released your cheek to instead wrap around your waist, drawing you further into him. Easily obliging, you snuggled up against the front of him, relaxing into the heat and comfort of his body as your eyelids briefly lowered.

He may not have said it back, but you figured that kiss meant something good, at least. You figured you had tomorrow to talk to him about it all. You’d make sense of things then. For now, you just wanted to curl up against Frank and drift to sleep in the safety of his arms.

°•°•°•°•°•°

Lucky’s high-pitched whine met your ears first. You rolled over, burying your face into your pillow and trying to block out the sunlight seeping past your curtains and hitting the back of your eyelids. You groaned, throwing a hand out to your right and hoping to pull Frank closer to you–but your hand hit the cold mattress. Instantly your head rose from your pillow, your eyes blinking rapidly as they tried to adjust to the bright light in your room. 

The space beside you was empty.

Frowning, you pushed yourself upright on the bed, your eyes surveying the bedroom. Lucky was sitting beside the bedroom door, her dark gray ears drooping as she ducked her head. She whined again as she looked back at you.

“Frank?” you called out.

When you didn’t get a response, you kicked the sheets off of yourself and hurriedly threw your legs over the side of your bed. Brows furrowing together in confusion, you stood up and made your way out of the bedroom and down the short hallway with Lucky following after you. Though you immediately came to a stop in the living room. Frank’s boots were missing from where he’d set them last night by the front door.

Your mouth went dry as your eyes flew to the couch next. His duffle bag wasn’t where he’d tossed it on the cushions before his shower last night, either. Your heart began to pound in your chest, the beating of it uneven and erratic.

“Frank?” you called out again.

No answer.

Lucky walked past you, making her way to your front window. She nuzzled the curtains out of her way as she looked outside. Feeling like you were moving in slow motion, you made your way to the window after her. Reaching a hand out, you pulled the dark blue curtains back. 

Frank’s truck wasn’t parked out front where it had been last night.

A sharp gasp fell out of you, your hand dropping the curtain and flying up to cover your mouth as you stumbled a couple of steps backwards. You could feel the burn of tears building in your eyes, a tightness forming in your chest.

Frank was gone. He must’ve slipped out of bed sometime last night or early this morning and just left without a word. A strangled noise slid out from behind your hand at that thought and you pressed your lips firmly together, trying to keep from crying. 

A desperate, hopeful thought ran through your mind next. Maybe he’d run out to grab breakfast and didn’t say anything because he thought he’d be back before you’d woken?

Hurrying back down the hallway towards your bedroom, you headed straight to your nightstand and practically ripped your phone from the charger. You unlocked it, noticing there weren’t any notifications from Frank. Opening up your contacts, you quickly found his name and dialed his number. You held the phone to your ear with bated breath.

Though it didn’t ring. Not even once. Instead, your call had gone straight to Frank’s automated voicemail.

Slowly you lowered the phone from your ear and down to your lap as you blankly sank down on the edge of your bed. Your finger ended the call as your vision began to blur from the tears quickly welling in your eyes. It wasn’t long before they began to spill forth, hot and wet as they raced down your cheeks. Lucky’s head gently lowered to your left knee as she softly whined again. Almost instantly you crumpled in half, throwing your arms around her neck as you sobbed into her fur.

Frank had left you. All because you’d gone and fallen in love with him.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

🐋Siren AU, Scene One:

(Warning: mentions of cannibalism, Reader being chased from their old home, possible child murder, and Reader wanting to bite everything that tries to touch them. You have been advised)

• The ocean before you spreads beyond you, vast and impending. There is no coral, no colorful fish, no seaweed. It is an unending abyss of blue, fading darker and darker the farther it is from the sunlit water above... But, you have nowhere else to go...

• You used to have a different home, a different life. Born to a school of reef mers, all colorful and elegant, you were different from birth. You were black and white, not a speck of any other color to your tail... And your tail, it wasn't built like the others', full of trailing fins and frills, but bulkier, thicker. While the other guppies made fun of you, you took care of yourself. After all, you were stronger than them. If one bit you, you whapped your tail against their head. If they scratched you, you pinned them to the sandy floor until they begged to be let up. After awhile, you were just left alone, ignored and abandoned in favor of more similar playmates...

• You hated when you found out what you were... It had been a regular day, learning what you could from an elder, playing by yourself, and keeping away from the gossipy guppies, until a hunter had burst into the coral reef. The moment they saw you, they had screeched, "I finally know what they are! A siren!" Murmurs went up, followed by an elder asking for proof... "Proof! Here is your 'proof '" they had spat and they tossed a fin, just like the one along your back, into the group. "I tore that from a siren north of our territory! It was large, a behemoth! In the same colors of that one, bone white and ink black! It wasn't just any siren, but an orca!"

• THAT set the entire school into an uproar. Shrieks and cries burbled into the water as the nearest adults lunged at you, claws aiming for your fins and eyes. You managed to duck by, swimming as fast as you could around the panicking mer. The reef flashed past you as you swam, bits of rock and coral scraping against you as you dodged reaching claws and sharp harpoons. Until finally, you slipped out into the open waters, slapped out by the tail of one of the hunters, who tried to follow you. It only took that for you to turn tail and flee, striking out into the uncharted waters...

• And here you were now, alone, bleeding, and with no skills or school to help you survive. The one thing you had that was yours was your pearl earring, long and dangling, that you had found by yourself when you were only twelve winters old... You weren't sure how it wasn't torn off in the chase, but it brought you a small comfort to keep it. With a bubble-filled sigh, you kept swimming...

• The sea stretched on, never stopping or ending. No signs of any other life were to be found, save for small squid that came up at night, fleeting and swift. It was... unnerving. It had only been a week since you left, and your wounds had started to heal. You found out, only a few hours after leaving the reef, that a harpoon had nicked your tail, leaving a jagged, painful scratch along its side. That complicated swimming, but you couldn't stop. If you stopped, it was likely something would try to eat you while you rested. You couldn't risk a shark, or dolphins, or another siren finding you. If mer would kick out one of their own, someone they had raised, all because they were a siren... Would an actual siren do worse?

• Your reprieve from these thoughts was finding a small, rocky outcrop pointing out of the endless blue. The waters here were colder, foggy and sometimes filled with chunks of white. It wasn't ideal to stop here, but you needed rest, and this was the only opportunity you had had since your escape... Still... You approach the rock carefully, and once found clear of danger, you curl into a small crack, just big enough to fit you.

• Your dreams are fitful, full of sharp claws and deadly spears and familiar voices leering at you, pouncing in for the kill-!

•With a sharp, fearful click, you wake up. Your fingers rub over your arms, as your tail curls up, trying to squeeze yourself into a smaller ball. You feel the small gills of your neck flit, until you are able to calm down from the nightmare... But just as you settle back down... You hear an eerie sound, something that reverberates through the water around you...

• Tensing up, you stay quiet, staring out into the darkness beyond the crack. The moonlight filters through the water, painting everything in alien blacks and silvers, until the noise dies out... Everything is quiet, save for the small rush of a current nearby. The world seems still, unmoving... until something shifts into the light, something large and dark, and you shrink further into the crack. It's the largest thing you've ever seen...

• Another eerie sound rings out, something between a hum and a wail, loud and fervent. You clap your hands over your ears, trying to muffle the noise. Whatever is out there moves again, until you can't see it anymore... With a small shudder, you turn your head away from the crack entrance, and drift back into slumber.

• In the morning, when you wake up, you cautiously approach the crack entrance, sensing the water near it for any vibrations. Luckily, none are there... When you gather your nerves, you slip out, careful not to aggravate the scars on your tail. There are more white chunks in the water, and there are small bits of light turning the water a jewel green. Nothing seems off... No mers, no fish...

• "So, that's where you were hiding."

• A shriek escapes you as you turn around, only to find something larger than you and the rock outcrop...

• It's large, with scars banding it's arm and chest, with old wounds lining its tail. Their teeth are sharp, and their eyes are reddish-brown, like drying blood. Talons as sharp as hooks are at the end of each of its fingers, long and deadly... And their tail... It's... It's... the same as, yours...?

• "What, never seen another siren before, kid?" it asks, in a growl-like voice. In a sharp arc, you dive back into the crack you came out of. A curse echoes around you, as the being shifts around the rock so they can gaze into the small crevice. "Kid, kid, calm down. It's just a joke."

• "..."

• "You've... never seen another siren, have you?" It- he, it sounds like a he- peers at the entrance. One of their claws scrapes at it, but it won't entirely go in. "You can come out, kid, I'm not gonna eat you," he tries. You push yourself as far back as you can go, even when you feel the rough walls scrape your harpoon wound open. A hiss escapes you, following a small stream of blood. Another sound comes from the much (much much) larger siren, like a low growl. "Are you bleeding, kid?"

• You don't answer, only squeezing yourself in further. You're uncomfortable, pressed this far back, but it's the farthest you can get from what is essentially an adult who is bigger and obviously more dangerous than the mers you knew. A billowing sigh escapes the larger creature, the water rippling around it. "Kid... if you're bleeding, it needs to be looked at. Can you please come out?"

• "... No..." You shiver, trying to will yourself to be strong. If push comes to shove, you can't go down without a fight. What are you, afraid? You survived a murder attempt! SEVERAL, murder attempts! You can face some oversized whale, right?!

• "Kid, I can't take 'no' for an answer. Now, please come out. Don't make this difficult." The creature sounds tired now, maybe a little irritated. You let out a warbling click, the most threatening one you can muster. The creature stills, and seems to back off...

• Then... something weird happens. A loud, mournful wail-click, filled with a desperate, assertive tone rocks the waters, sending a cool ripple into you... But... the song sounds nice... Soothing... You shake your head, ripping yourself free from it.

• "No! I'm not going out there! You might eat me! Or WORSE!" you yell, covering your ears. The siren outside let's out an annoyed noise, only for it to pause...

• "Why the h*ll would I eat ya, kid? And what do you mean, 'do worse'?" Then there's a loud, deafening growl, and he speaks again. "The mers... they did that to you, didn't they?" When you don't speak up, he takes that as an answer. "Of course those sons of eels would do that... Kid, look, I'm not like them. We are not like them. We don't do that. We don't scare off kids, we don't try to kill 'em, and we definitely aren't about to make you bleed. Now, I'm going to say this one more time: Please come out."

• You shiver as the water only seems to get colder the longer you stay still... But still... "I... I can't...." You can't go back out there just to be chased off again, or have to battle against a siren whose older and stronger than you, who could easily rip you apart and leave you for the sharks...

• "I'm sorry, kid. That gives me no choice..." The calm wail-click starts again, and even though you try to cover your ears, it does nothing to block it out or to stop the vibrations rocking you gently. Tears enter your eyes, and you try to beg him to stop... But the song seems to echo inside your own head, a peaceful noise offering only relief and warmth... A small whimper escapes you, only for the song to get louder, softer, until you're lying down on the rocky floor and drifting off... The song keeps going, deep and affectionate, until you feel relaxed and tired... A slow rumble halts the song, and you let out a small warble, asking for it to come back...

• " 'Kay, kid, let's see ya." Something clicks besides you, dragging you out of the dark rock and into a warm palm. You sigh contentedly, the heat from it like the warmth of a thermal vent, constant and inviting... Something turns you, until you're staring into dark, vibrant eyes. You blink sluggishly, reaching out a hand to touch it...

• "Oh cr*p, kid... they did a number on you, didn't they?" A sad noise escapes you, and the voice stops. "Don't worry, we'll fix you up... Wait..." A nudge rolls you onto your stomach. "Kid... you look... just like me..." A croon comes from above you, and you feel more warmth pressed into you. "Okay, kid... Looks like I might just have to keep ya, huh? You sure are quite the little survivor, aren't you?" When you nod sleepily, the grip shifts, until your tucked against a warm wall... "'Kay, I can't say no to that... Let's get ya back to the pod, okay, kid? I know the other pups will be happy to see you..."

• You yawn, hearing a deep chuckle. "Seems like you need a nap... Night, kid. Get some rest. I'll keep you safe..." And with the gentle heat keeping you content and sleepy, you fall asleep... "Let's just hope Creed doesn't get word of you..."

[onskepa]

Stxeli: Those Eyes

Here is another chapter of the ongoing series! I hope you all enjoy~!!

Stxeli series

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Another day, another way. Neytiri awakens as usual in her own little hammock. She secretly hates it. Hates going to sleep and waking up alone. Of course she could go to her parents and sleep with them, but that would mean to be beside her.

Every since her mother brought back that human child, things have changed and were not the same. Having to adjust not just her elder sister's death but the arrive of the new infant.

Neytiri honestly doesnt know how to react to the new addition. She doesnt hate the infant, but doesnt love it either. Complicated feelings swirl in her heart. Seeking Eywa will only confuse her more. Tsu'tey isnt much help at the moment. Just being alone with her thought to hopefully figure out her inner feelings.

Mo'at had a long list of duties to do and unfortunately she cant keep an eye on stxeli for the whole day. Eytukan cant take care of their baby either as he is to lead the hunters for another nights feast.

So that only leaves neytiri.

"It will just be for awhile neytiri. As a big sister, it is also your responsibility to take care of your sister stxeli. I know you can do your best with her". After that Eytukan left to attend his olo'eyktan duties. Leaving neytiri and stxeli alone with each others company.

Neytiri looks over that the human child, not really getting near her. These past week has been a blur for the young na'vi. Does her parent really expect her to love the human child? After everything her kind did to her people? To her real sister?

Stxeli being just herself, makes sounds and looks at her surroundings. Her big eyes landing on neytiri. Their eyes meet, and a wave of excitement flowed through the baby. Asking to be carried by neytiri. Yet the na'vi wont move. Her eyes never wavering from those human eyes.

Little stxeli kept waving her arms around desiring to be held. She squeals and would make noises her mother would usually respond to. But neytiri still sits still. Observing the child and what its trying to do. Seeking attention is what she gathered.

Grabbing one of her mother's baskets, she puts stxeli in the basket and proceeds to carry her around like that.

It wasnt what stxeli wanted but it shall suffice for now. At least she gets to have a wide view of things. From the tall trees, to familiar faces that wave at her direction.

Stxeli preferred to be carried by the young girl who keeps staring at her. She has pretty eyes and wanted to get a closer look. Looks so much like mama and papa's eyes! Little stxeli tried to the girl's attention by making noise, but no response.

Stxeli wasnt having that.

Grabbing one of the braids that was hanging close to stxeli, she yanked it rather hard. This caused neytiri to hiss. In return, stxeli laughed like it was a funny thing to her. Neytiri had such tiny fangs! Smaller than mother's fangs.

Yanking again to the get the same reaction, neytiri was quick to be annoyed. Putting down the basket, she glares down at the child. "Such a demanding thing you are".

Deciding not the carry the basket, neytiri proceeds to drag it instead, with her tail. Not wanting the little infant to tug on her hair again.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!"

its only been 2 hours, and neytiri is near her wits end. Little stxeli was screaming at the top of her lungs, and young neytiri fears it would attract unwanted predators. Sighing in distress, she puts down the basket to see stxeli rolling around in it, her little face red and tears wont stop flowing.

"What? What do you want?" she pleads with the baby. As if the infant can understand her, stxeli pats her tummy. Neytiri tilts her head, was the baby hungry? It has been a while since morning.

Tring to remember what mo'at feeds the baby, she grabs the basket again, and quickly searches for some fruit. But stxeli was screaming near her sensitive ears, her patience growing a bit thin.

What felt like forever, netyiri thankfully found some ripe yovo fruit, carefully cutting it small pieces, she shoves it in stxeli's mouth, making her to stop screaming.

With a huge sigh of relief, little neytiri relaxes in silence. But her ears twitch to the sound of stxeli munching away. Slowly her gaze turns to the baby. The little one's cheeks red and eyes a bit puffy, but stxeli wasnt so bad...

The young girl observes the human baby, taking in everyting. But her amber eyes made contact with the eyes of the infant. There was nothing but silence between them. Stxeli kept eating the soft fruit as her eyes never leaving neytiri's.

"Maybe you are not so ugly after all...." neytiri mutters.

Mo'at returns home at the same time with her mate. Both tired from their long day of doing their tasks. A nice dinner will regain their strength, and a nice cleanse by the river waters.

"Where is my sweet children?" mo'at asks as she seeks around her home. At the far corner, she finds neytiri holding stxeli. She gasped inwardly. It was the first time she has seen young neytiri holding her new sister like that. A smile crept up to her lips, enjoying the sight in front of her.

Eytukan appeared behind her, seeing the same thing. "It seems she is taking the big sister role well" he comments. Mo'at nods in agreement. Both get close to the girls, bending down. "How was your day with your sister ma'ite?" eytukan asks neytiri.

She shrugs but smiles, "it was....a very noisy day, but it is alright ma'sempu" she replies. Mo'at reaches for stxeli but neytiri backs away. This slightly confused mo'at.

"Are you not tired from holding her?" mo'at asks. Neytiri shakes her head, "no, I like holding her, and she likes it too. Isnt that right my sister?". Stxeli giggles as if to agree.

Eytukan turns to his mate, and widens a grin. Was mo'at...pouting?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand that is all for this one! Hope you all liked it! Should the next chapter be eytukan focused? Lemme know what you guys think! until next time! see ya!

Taglist: @thehoneymushroomhealer , @kat-the-kit , @spookymomfriendtm . @moonchildxoxx , @galactict3a , @alastorhazbin

[cadaverviper]

Sonic 3d Blast Review (Sega Saturn)

Woo where do i begin with this bad boy. I guess i will start off by saying ive already played through this entire game on the genesis via emulation years ago. Only way I was actually able to beat it was to intense use of emulation. The game itself isnt actually very hard per-say its just for collecting all the chaos emeralds where the save states are needed.

The game has 8 zones with 3 acts per followed by a boss at the end of all of them. I noticed the visuals look especially better than the ones that were there on the genesis version. Everything pops and the colors are much brighter. Had to get used to some different stuff like the loading times and the special stages. The loading times are an absolute slog.

When it comes to power ups it's the standard fair for sonic games things like invincibility and and shield capsules. It has this new on though that let's you use a homing attack much like the one found in Sonic Adventure, it's gone if you get hit at all though. Which is very needed considered the perspective. It's isometric this time which though I think is visually fine it's actually very difficult to get around. You have a hard time judging where enemies are when you try to jump on them or hit them with your spin dash. It's quite the pain. After awhile I would say you get used to it though.

So the objective of this game is to defeat all the enemies in a given area and collect the flickies inside them. Once you've done that you can take them to the end of the stage to complete the level. However if you get hit or the line of flickies that follow you get broke (ya the enemy doesn't even have to hit you specifically) then the flickies will scatter and you have to get them all back. I won't spoil it for you but all the flickies do different things some hop high and some are very fast so it's a challenge to try to grab them all back.

The special stages are accessed by finding tails and knuckles somewhere in the stage with 50 rings are more which is hard let me tell you. However much like the genesis special stages these aren't the hardest in the world but this half pipe design is much more fun and interesting than the other. Just like Sonic 2s really but a little easier and tails isn't there to get in the way. You shouldn't have a problem getting all the chaos emeralds if you can actually get access to all the stages themselves.

You'll be seeing this screen a whoooooole lot.

The bosses are extremy easy actually usually a very easy pattern to watch for and then taking advantage of it. Nothing too crazy. I found them personally to be not that interesting as a whole.

My conclusion for this game would be that it is kind of an underrated classic. Due to there not being a real Saturn exclusive sonic game released at the time so many people simply wrote this game off at the time. But I think if you have an open mind and some patience you can find some fun in it at least just to say you played it.

Final rating:

Please stop breaking my flickie line/10

[urproblematicfav-ao3]

Back on my pregnant Alastor bullshit thoughts: Husk edition

So obvi, if Charlie helps him defy god and change his body so he has a functional womb instead of a decorative/fuckable one that would mean he's the first and only Sinner to have babies.

Alastor already uses sex as an extremely unhealthy way to apologize/self harm, and I think he would definitely add pregnancy to that. Just, super casually offering to be peoples surrogate for no real reason. He just likes being pregnant, everyone dotes on him and he gets to be pathetic in a way that doesn't compromise his self worth because he's technically doing it for the baby.

Anyway, Alastor absolutely offers to let Husk knock him up. Same rules as Charlie and the twins, where he'll have the baby but he's not going to be a parent or be forced into any motherly role that he doesn't seek himself.

Husk was already angry and jealous that Charlie and Alastor got married/had babies, because he genuinely thinks he deserved that ending with Alastor instead. But it never worked out...with the slavery and torture and all. Also Husk is stupid but thats a separate thing.

Alastor gets pregnant, again. Easier this time because he's not having multiple, and because he knows what's happening this time. The twins were a HARD birth and Alastor was fucked up after they were born. Both with the physical problems, and the postpartum depression/psychosis he was going through. But this time he has medication and is better at accepting help from his support system.

I think Husk's baby was one of those really ridiculously fast births where you basically push once and a baby fucking shoots out and a nurse has to catch it like a football before it hits the floor.

Like, Alastor's in bed and his water breaks and he's like "ughghg time to go I guess" and the second he stands up its like shloop a baby!!! Husk barely catches him before he smacks onto the floor. And thus Alastor has his first son after being a girlmom for like 5 years.

The twins were bigger because Alastor and Charlie are both a lot more humanoid. Charlie is a sphinx but she's still half human/angel and is basically just a human with a tail and paws, and Alastor is a deer but he's just basically a guy. Husk is more just a bipedal cat, and his baby cames out identical to him basically. So he's very, very small at birth and just sorta sloops out instead of any of the stress of a human birth.

Yes, he's absolutely in an amniotic sac, and yes Husk licked it off of him. Alastor got real close to eating the placentae but Husk took it away(and ate it himself)

Here's the vibes. He's also a calico, but that has nothing to do with Charlie and is actually a mix of Alastor's red hair and Husk's black tuxedo cat pattern. His calico spots are more red-red then orange. He's very lil, and can't open his eyes for another few weeks.

When the twins meet him they think its fucked up that he can't see immediately. Deer girl in particular is incredibly disturbed by the lack of radio antenna.

A lot of people want Husk to name his kittens after alcohol(????), but I think that's dumb. Maybe as their fake Sinner name as a joke, but I dont think he would actually name his kid Baileys. I think he'd initially offer to let Alastor name him, but again, Al has no interest in that kind of thing. It's Husk's baby, so he gets to name it or do whatever with it.

(I was looking at a Russian baby name thing awhile ago trying to find one for human Husk, and one of them was just the fucking English word Vitality??? And honestly, Alastor having a kid named Vitality kinda fucks really hard) (update: rechecked it and I was wrong but my point stands)

Because the kitten is so...kitten, rather than human, it's a lot easier for Alastor to participate because he's not really a Baby to him, its just a lil kitten that he can pet and give kisses. So unlike the twins, where he fucking DIPPED for 6 months to cope with everything, he's just fine hanging out with him.

Charlie is a little upset by this. Not really anger directed at Alastor, just disappointment that it didn't work out for Al to have this quality time with the twins.

Angel is both jealous and does not want anything to do with the baby. On one hand, he and Husk have been dating for nearly a decade and having kids together is reasonable, on the other hand he's not in a place mentally to raise a kid himself.

Husk is very, very, very firm that the kitten isn't Angel's. Its Alastor's. It's Husk and Alastor's baby specifically. Angel gets to be apart of their lives but he's not his dad like Husk is. Even if Alastor isn't into being a parent, he's still the mother and that will never change.

Anyway. Thats all I got rn. I love my new kitten

[pigeonpeach]

Something Happens and I’m Head over Heels

Dehya x fmab! professor reader

A/n: so I’ve done this dehya x fmab professor reader stuff in alot of compilations so i decided to do a actual piece dedicated to this idea! Its not my best work because i kinda rushed it but i promise I’ll do better!

Also suggestive themes!

You were smart and independent. A beauty in looks and brain, and also incredibly diligent. Your students admired you as you always seemed so refined, the ideal, the dream. You gave extensions for the exhausted and extra credit opportunities. That is to say you were a beloved professor of the Akademiya. Loved for your contributions and efforts, but behind it all you were human. As depraved as any could come. That mostly came in the form of Dehya, a Eremite you had hired once for a expedition you took with students, ending with a one night stand you couldn’t seem to shake off. Now friends with benefits. You had no qualms about Eremites, just pay them and everything is fine. Besides, crime is bred by poverty so rather than viewing those from the desert as less like a unfortunate amount of scholars did, you saw them as mistreated. You were always looking for charities to support and help educate and offer more opportunities. That’s why Dehya liked you.

“You have a brain but also a heart.” She said. “Both around the same size, you don’t sacrifice morality for knowledge but also you don’t sacrifice knowledge for morality in the right circumstances.”

She truly knew how to butter you up. You didn’t think so. No one is truly confident after all. Everyone is a little insecure… right? Everything was.. too perfect. It made you worry. When would it fall? Would they find out about Dehya and you rendezvous?

But also… just what were your feelings towards her. You thought she was the hottest damn woman in all of Sumeru, but was it love? You liked her, you liked talking to her, she was challenging in the right way. She sometimes was frustrating and stubborn but you had come to understand her more. Her stubbornness had initially infuriated you on expeditions but you had come to trust her. When she said not to go out today on the desert you obliged knowing she had a better sense for the coming storms than you.

The events of today were running through your head. You dissected every detail like it was a paper to grade.

“Hmm.. Collei is a diligent student so its certainly not her lack of effort. It is hard to learn literacy at her age. She’s not too interested in kids books is she.” You pondered. Tighnari sat across from you. You were at Pupsa Cafe discussing Collei’s curriculum.

“Unfortunately not. She seems embarrassed by needing them despite my efforts to assure her. She struggled with big words the most.” He commented. You pondered. Your students were young yes, mostly freshman but those were teenagers at the youngest. Teenagers who had read hard and advanced books before.

“Maybe we could write her a book. Nothing too fancy, just a visual dictionary to help her remember big words. I’m sure Kaveh would love to do the drawings.” You offered.

“That’s not a bad idea actually. I’ll collect a list of the words she struggles with the most and we’ll work from there.” His tail wagged slightly, you knew he’d been stressed over this topic for awhile.

“Do my eyes deceive me? Its my favorite little professor! And Tighnari? Its just my lucky day isn’t it!” A familiar voice caught your ears. Dehya. Tanned and fresh from a job, sweaty and all. The proud smile that a big wage would bring her.

“Oh Dehya its good to see you.” Tighnari responded politely. She sat next to you as if it was natural.

“You too. I actually was looking for you. There was this book on ancient flower species my client found but he wasn’t interested in. Figured you or Collei could use it.” She smiled. “And for you my dear professor I have a gift for you.”

“A gift? You didn’t have to Dehya really I- what is that.” Your excitement dropped upon seeing a long, huge feather. No doubt from the remains of a consecrated beast. You shivered just imagining that thing.

“Ran into one of these big fellows and dealt with him. Figured it’d look good in your classroom.” She smiled proudly.

“Its uh… nice but I usually don’t decorate my space. The teachers often share classrooms that’s why.” You answered.

“Welp itll look good in your office then.” She corrected.

“Rather impressive kill if I say so. Say what region was this specimen in, if I recall you were still in the jungle yes? It would concern me if consecrated beasts started showing up here.” Tighnari inquired.

“Hmm the barrier between the deserts and the jungle actually. It probably came from the desert. But it was nowhere near your region so don’t worry too much. I’ll keep an eye out though.” Dehya concluded.

“I’ll make sure to. By the way is there any recommendations you might have for collei? She’s still struggling to learn to read.” He asked.

“Oh collei! Oh i miss that little squirt! Hmm.. I say you reward her more for good grades. Like maybe take her to dinner if she finishes her books in time and such. Although that might fuel her fear of failure more.” She pondered. You couldn’t help but eye her sweaty body though, she absolutely smelled horrendous but your depraved mind could only think of how she smelt that way after a passionate night where you would be left gasping for air usually pinned or tied up in someway as she’d grin at you. Saying some cocky phrase like ‘now you’re quiet? You were so chatty before~’ to make you tense up and blush. God that thought made you tense as you shook your head to clear it.

“Are you okay?” Tighnari asked.

“Hm? Oh yes, just was thinking of those papers to grade. I’ve had alot to grade recently so I cherish the breaks i get, as well as the existence of coffee.” You held your cup to the skies like a prayer jokingly and took a sip.

“So you’re pretty worked up huh? I always know a few relaxation methods you and I could try.” She winked while Tighnari’s ears folded in annoyance. You tried not to show your embarrassment.

“I’m fine, I’m not done yet with them, but back to our main topic of Collei.”

From then the conversation was as usual. Eventually the idea of Collei getting a library card was formed and Tighnari left. You excused yourself to go back to the office to work. Although your papers weren’t helpful. You sighed. You were glad you had a week off, that way you would have plenty of time to finish grading. You looked back at that feather, you had placed it on your bookshelf that held many personal items, you smiled subconsciously before going back to work.

A knock at your door interrupted your peace. “Come in.” You said, expecting a student or colleague only to see none other than Dehya. “Oh dehya! What brings you here?”

“Well, Candace wanted me to deliver a thank you present from Aaru village. I heard you are helping fund the library Kaveh was helping to build. Course I know you helped out more than just that but Candace wanted me to ensure you got this.” She placed before you a mural similar to one you would have seen in temples or ruins. Of course it was a recreation, in which it depicted the schools of Deshret, with the teacher being similar to yourself. You smiled.

“Its a lovely gift I must say. Do tell her I don’t need anymore though. I simply just like to help others, I don’t need payment anymore than seeing their smiles.” You said. Dehya smiled at you with a warm and fond smile, one you had seen when a old man would look upon his wife as she came from the market. It made you a bit flustered yourself.

“You already know you’re my favorite scholar, but I really do hope the students you’ve taught end up like you. The world needs more people like you.” She said, you felt even more flustered at such a compliment. “I-in other words I wanted to also personally thank you for always being so supportive to the desert people!” She cleared her throat.

“I really do appreciate that sentiment though miss Dehya, I really do.” You said.

“Thank you so much miss! I promise I’ll do better on the retake!” Layla seemed so relieved.

“Its nothing. Just go over the study guide to see where you went wrong and see me in my office in a couple of days.” You smiled sending her off. You watched her leave as you felt exhaustion take hold. You had spent a entire week of endless grading and teaching, with only the little treats you would buy yourself to aid in your work. You had to do something otherwise you knew you would spiral into despair. Immediately what came to mind was the tavern, and Dehya.

“Must’ve been a tough week huh.” Lambad said in response to your order. You sighed in agreement.

“Its testing week so believe me I’m swamped right now.” You took your cup and downed it. Usually Dehya just materializes from somewhere when you’re like this. Somehow that woman can just smell the pathetic lust on you from a mile away. “I just need a little night of fun that’s all.. then i can get right back to work.” You grumbled. He chuckled pouring you another glass before heading off to deal with something else. You even instinctively ordered food, specifically Dehya’s favorite, Charcoal cakes and Skewers. You liked them too but your first thought was that she couldn’t resist a free meal. You sighed, when had you been this impatient? Where could she be? Well she hadn’t gone on a mission, she informs you of those things usually because you like to book her for stuff, she also is almost always at this tavern at this time.

“Boo!” A voice came from behind as you jumped in your seat, relaxing only when you recognized the familiar face. “Gotcha good huh?” She said sitting right next to you. You felt a bit more relaxed.

“I was wondering where you were at this hour.” You admitted. There was no point in hiding it.

“Figured, you didn’t order your usual but instead mine so I figured you were trying to summon me huh?” Her playful nature was just what you needed at this hour. You took a swig.

“Yep. I needed a distraction so I came here.” You said.

“I’m guessing that distraction is me isn’t it?” She joked. Maybe it was the wine kicking in but you just nodded rather than your usual defensive responses. Even Dehya seemed a but surprised at how relaxed you were being.

“You know it. What more could a pathetic lass like myself need to numb the pain.” You groaned. Dehya’s normal cock demeanor changed as she seemed worried.

“I-is everything okay?” She asked more seriously.

It wasn’t. You were loved by all but ultimately regarded as a background. To your students you stopped existing once they left the classroom, your colleagues would go on without you like always, but what stung the most and was the most bitterly painful was the loneliness that home presented. You had considered getting a pet but you worried about managing it. Even your crush Dehya was a conflict, you couldn’t expect her to wait at home for you, you knew she was a mercenary at heart, that she always loved adventures and the outdoors, you could never bring yourself to make her stay if she didn’t want to.

“Just feeling more lonely than usual. Works been keepin all my colleagues busy and my mood is in the dumps. I just need something you know?” You minimized your pain but you were still technically honest. Dehya seemed more concerned than excited like she usually was. Lambad didn’t seem to notice the shift in mood as he brought the food, but Dehya shot him a look to leave you be.

“There, enjoy your meal girls!” He said leaving to do something else. You sighed, taking another swig as Deyha observed you.

“Come on you don’t have to lose anything by telling me, archons knows I won’t tattle on you to any sages.” She said. You shook your head.

“Its not that important.” You dismiss again, but Dehya is unsatisfied.

“If you say so.” She says, but beneath her false acceptance is a plan to do something.

“Its cold outside, why are you taking me out in the wilderness at a time like this?” You whined a bit drunkenly. Dehya’s hand guiding you through the night. It was only a bit out of the main road to the city. The night was absolutely beautiful, your eyes were caught in the beauty for a moment as Dehya guided you to sit on a log while you were awestruck. The stars were reflected in the river below the cliff like a mirror, there was fireflies floating around, as if they were stars in the air that had fallen from the sky. You forgot everything for a moment.

“Beautiful right?” Dehya asked. You nodded. “You have something on your mind though. I can see, Tighnari, Kaveh, even Collei could see there was something you were bottling up. Sorry to go behind your back but we all were getting mighty worried you would end up like one of those teachers who died of stress.” She said. You were taken abakc, reminded of your circumstances.

“Its not actually because of work alone..” you paused, there was no reason to lie now,” I’m lonely Dehya. I’m a scholar, a teacher, an idol, and a inspiration who is ultimately never seen as anything other than that. I love the admiration but just once I wish someone looked upon me with more than admiration for my work but for my personality, desire, love.. I’m a helpless romantic with the worst love life imaginable.” You sighed.

“That’s.. really? Your colleagues don’t flirt with you or anything?” Dehya said.

“Nope. I know its a technically a good thing but… is it so wrong to want to be desirable? To be someone outside of my reports, my work, my job. I want to be somebody who is seen as a lover rather than just s scholar. I appreciate the respect yes, I love my job yes, I love helping people yes, but ultimately there’s no one to come home to. I am lonely, I am human. And humans are some of the most social creatures ever, they go insane without it. I tried to spend more time with friends but my work has gotten too much and… I just can’t take it anymore…” you tried not to cry. Years if insecurities veiled behind a genius mind were coming to light. “I want to be a person beyond my intelligence. I want to be loved, to be held, kissed, fucked, whatever! I just want someone to value me for something beyond than what i can do for them.” Dehya didn’t say a word, just sat by you tryng to judge your feelings.

“I-i didn’t know you had felt that way.. to be honest I’d assumed you could have just about anyone if you tried.” Dehya said. You sniffled, her ears perked as she realized you were crying. The stars illuminated your tears like the shine of a knife.

“I.. i love you dehya.. i know its not going to work. I know your heart wanders the lands and I know neither of our futures align well.. but goddamnit can you blame me? I haven’t had someone look at me the way you do in years! I haven’t hooked up with anyone but you, you push my buttons and boundaries and suddenly it does not feel wrong when you do it. When your hand touches me in areas I’d cover I don’t feel uncomfortable but rather I feel excitement. You provoke feelings in me I cannot handle and ultimately will never be able to satisfy.” You let out. “I understand if you’re uncomfortable with that.. but its how I’ve felt… i never wanted to let you know.. i didn’t want you to be uncomfortable. Selfishly, I just wanted to cling to the only source of love I could get.. even if it was just for benefits.. because I love you…”

The air grew still. You felt embarrassment and shame as all those frustrations were gone, leaving you to wonder if you really should’ve just kept shut.

“You know.. its not impossible for us to be together right? I mean, I’m not saying either of us give up our jobs.. I’m just saying that plenty of Eremites have a family at home waiting. Not always in the Aaru village you know?” Dehya said awkwardly. But it wasn’t certain enough to alleviate your anxiety, it just made you feel guiltless for assuming that.

“Could you be more specific about what you mean?” You asked. Dehya sighed.

“I do love you too.” She said. You felt your heart stop, all thoughts and emotions completely ceased. “Hello?” She said with a concerned look. You felt yourself go limp and fall onto your lap as if your spine had been removed that instant.

“I feel like a idiot.” You mumbled as you felt boneless. The exhaustion of the stress and anxiety taking over.

“What was it you said? There’s a idiot in every genius? Something like that?”

“I said that every Scholar has their weaknesses in education and knowledge, but that’s close enough.” You sighed. Dehay hovered over you still concerned.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes I’m just exhausted is all.” You sighed slowly. You truly are your worst enemy. A moment of silence passed as you regained your thoughts, Dehya trying to judge what next to say.

“Do.. do people really not flirt with you? Like.. you aren’t just oblivious right?” Dehya asked.

“I’m a teacher, that’s like the most unattractive profession. Scholars at least explore more possibilities, I rarely get the chance to do experiments on something that hasn’t been done for the past 10 semesters.” You whined. “But that’s not the point.. you like me too?”

“I think the word ‘like’ here is a little underestimating don’t you think? I mean we are grown women here, I’ve seen you naked and we have had sex. I think Love would be a appropriate term would it not professor?” That cheeky grin on her face would infuriate you normally but you were more stunned at her blatant reciprocation.

“But like.. is it just the sex? My body?” You pryed for details as she just smiled.

“Ma’am. Have you not paid attention to any of my compliments? You’re one of the smartest people I’ve ever met but you’re still so compassionate. As someone from the desert and a eremite I always get judgemental looks or viewed at like some primal savage just because I don’t know as much as they do!”

“That’s because the education in the desert wasn’t as good as us city folk have it, it doesn’t make you dumb or lesser then when you never had the opportunity to be more than average. If given equal opportunities then-“ dehya smiled at your oh so familiar statement.

“Exactly! See! You have compassion that most of your higher ups lack! You don’t write off people as dumb you work to help them! You don’t write me off as dumb just because I’m a eremite! I don’t see people like you very often. Interesting, compassionate, a little stuck up, but ultimately you’re a wonderful person! You care so much for others even if you don’t always show it as much. You aren’t just adored by your students for your intelligence but for your compassion. And for me, its a bit deeper than that. I love hearing you ramble and complain about your colleagues, i like laughing with you about petty workplace drama, i like how charitable you are, i like how you’re always willing to learn more and change your tatics, I like your smile, i like your laugh. Goddamnit I love you!” She sat closer go you now. You sat up, turning to face her more, a strong blush on your cheeks as you were left wordless, but also smiling.

“Y-you can’t just say those kind of things.. they always leave me so.. stunned.. i never thought anyone would love me if I’m honest… I.. i love you too dehya.. i want to live my life with you.. but how would it work?” You asked.

“Simple, I’ll just have to take more jobs around the jungle instead. I mean I’ve already been here lots of times, i’d just focus less on the desert unless its a very lucrative job. I’ll be home when I can as usual. Maybe we could even align it wit your work schedule. I mean its worth a shot at least?” She said, you noticed she was a little hesitant. You smiled.

“Its worth a shot.” You replied.

[adhdduckie]

-stars - pt 2 -Ao'nung x sully!fem!reader

"she looks at you like you strung the stars, and everytime she looks at them now, she can only think of you. she loves you."

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my masterlist

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pt 1- pt 3 pt 4

playlist made for this ; ❥irrefutable love❥

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When Y/N, and the sullys first reach the reef, a boy catches her eye, and she does her best to catch his attention. She doesn't believe he likes her back, and she thinks it's ridiculous that she's so whipped for this boy. He seems to have no interest in her, and they remain what she believes, friends.

this parts lowdown-

you and tsireya have a talk, and you come to a conclusion that you will try to court ao'nung. He also wishes to show you somewhere.

will have a happy ending btw.

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small poem my friend and i wrote to match the story ;

My heart aches with every glance, As I watch you in your trance. Though you seem to look right through, My love for you is pure and true.

For even though you do not know, I'll still love you, even so. And in my heart, you'll always be, The one who means the world to me.

finally, onto the story.

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Ao'nung was mainly focused on helping you prepare, and you noticed however, he did not treat the rest of your family with as much respect as he treated you. But, however many times you asked him to be kind to them, he'd only throw you a sly smile and get back to whatever you would be working on, signalling it would be the end of the conversation for now.

and you knew he wasn't good for you, but oh, that smile and those dimples, they made your heart go thump thump inside of you. Even if he viewed you as untrue Navi, he definitely treated you different to your family 'cause he seemed to tolerate you more.

One day during a lesson with Ao'nung and tsireya, you had been meant to be learning to ride an ilu, but because of your connection with Eywa, a Skimwing had approached you instead. And since you had a bond with the skimwing, you had automatically passed one of the tests to be introduced into the clan as an adult. You had one more before actually becoming an adult.

There weren't many other people your age that had already tamed a skimwing, it was just you and Tsireya. It was not a surprise as she was the daughter of the Olo'eyktan, but so were you. at least the ex Olo'eyktan. But not the point. The point was you were allowed to choose your mate when you entered adulthood, but you decided to wait before fully deciding, since it was a little early, but you knew who you wanted as your mate.

After that specific lesson, you were sitting on a log on the beach, watching Lo'ak and Tsireya not so subtly flirt with their little glances. You and Neteyam were giggling and pointing out how Lo'aks ears turned a darker blue when he blushed and how Tsireya's dimples darkened when she was fighting the urge to smile even wider, like a love sick fool.

Neteyam, who looked so tired, got up after awhile not before you asked him if everything was okay, but because he's always been hiding things, he just gave you a small smile and walked away.

Tsireya came up to you, watching your eldest brother walk away. "Y/N, when the tulkan come back, and you successfully bond with one, you will be given your first tattoo and your three song cords." "cool" you reply with, turning your eyes to where Ao'nung is sitting with his feet in the water, watching the fish swim by.

Tsireya follows your line of sight to where her brother sits. "you will also be able to choose and court your mate." she finishes, nudging you with her arm.

"i think its slightly too earlier for me to court anyone." you answer, turning away, walking through where the water hits the beach. Tsireya hums, following you, her tail flicking between you and her.

"that does not stop you from attempting to court a male, you do not have to make tsaheylu yet. You can wait, but there are many boys here who would like to make a bond with you." She finishes, giving you a sly grin, but due to her innocent face, it just looked like a sweet smile.

"that means that you can begin gifting gifts to those who catch your attention, such as *cough* my brother." she coughs out, wheezing and laughing at how your ear colour darkens and how you froze in your tracks.

"you noticed? oh eywa, oh eywa, does that mean he knows?" you panic, turning back around to see if Ao'nung had miraculously heard your conversation from half of the beach away. Obviously, he had not, so you and Tsireya kept walking. Your ears had flattened against your head and your tail swished back and forth faster, before you finally asked.

"do you think I should make him something?"

"I mean, I'm not going to force you, but you should if you would like to. I'm thinking of making something for Lo-" she stops, and she flushes. "forget about that," she hurriedly says not before you interupt.

"aww, someones got a little crush on my baby brother! you guys would be so cute together, what are you gonna make for him?" you gush, laughing at the idea of Tsireya and Lo'ak being together, and you already begin to plan their wedding in your head.

"no no no," Tsireya interjects " I cannot court him, he has not passed his rite of passage, so I would not be able to bond with him."

"oh sweet child, I said nothing of bonding," with that she flushed even further, and you cackled, but you moved on "plus, neither have you but you can allow him to acknowledge your feelings for him. so if you make something so will I. I'm thinking of a necklace." You finish before turning back around to Tsireya, who had stopped in her tracks.

"hm, i suppose you are right."

"of course I am," you grin. "do you wanna help me choose some beads?"

the next few days rush by extremely quickly. With all your time taken up searching for the prettiest beads that remind you of Ao'nung, and in between classes, you haven't had much time to stop and relax.

On a day you finally have some peace and quiet, you pull all the small shells and small pieces of smoothed glass that reminded you of his eyes, you pulled them out from a small pouch and began threading away.

At that time, Ao'nung rocked up, with his sly grin and his cheeky dimples.

"what's that?"

"it's nothing" you tell him, immediately hiding it away. he gives you a strange look and your skin turns an even darker shade of blue.

"whatever. " he says. "come with me?" he asks. Turning back to face you.

"where are we going?" you question, and he does not reply. He pulls you up from your feet and you walk together towards your skimwing.

"follow me," he whispers, giving you a shifty grin before walking towards the water and whistling, calling his Ilu before diving into the water.

You follow, and you can't help but wonder at what he wishes to show you.

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LUCHINO X GN! READER ROMANTIC HCS <3 (SFW) 🦎 

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Surprisingly, he is quite the gentleman! back when he was a human, tonsss of people tried to flirt with him (though he did not quite liked the attention as he is more of a to himself type of person.)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗But, once he has been a hunter in the manor, and after he became a lizard, no body wanted to even be near him. He was incredibly closed off from everyone, in his room (or better known as his "lab") doing whatever god knows what. But, he oddly liked it that way..

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Until you came along. During a match, he had his eyes on you, wanting to know more and study you. "What a fascinating human.." he thinks to himself.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗The way you guys met was when you both were in the manors hunter garden (its giantic btw :skull emoji:). He bumps into you, surprised of the fact that a mere human, let alone a survivor was wandering around the hunter's part of the manor

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Human.. why are you here? Do you even know who I am.? I am a terrifying creature… Many mortals fear me…."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Yea, also this is a nice garden!"

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"….Did you not hear what I just said."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗After that whole entire mess, he grew to like you more and more, both getting to know each other and you sneaking off to the hunter's part of the manor, often hanging around the garden.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗At first, he is not too fond of touch. He actually despised it. But the more you guys are around each other, he had this.. weird desire to give you lots of affection, he didn't understand why though.

-In the start of the relationship, how he shows his affection is giving you small gifts like necklaces, flowers, etc. He'd give excuses to sit beside you.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗When you give him some stuff back, he would be blushing like ALOTT this lizard boy just gets flustured easily.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Thank you so much, amore mio." (he'll say it camly even tho he's like freaking out on the inside.)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗he loves it when you listen to him geeking out about science stuff and all of that, it makes him feel all giddy inside and makes him fall in love with you even more.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗compliment his scales and everything. He loves the way he looks, and when you compliment him, his ego goes through the roof lol

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He also loves chin scratches. Give him chin scratches and he purrs loudly and you can literally feel and hear the vibration from his body.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Once the relationship has been going on for awhile, he'll easily get comfortable with hugs and cuddles, and pretty much almost everything.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He loves to pick you up with his long ass tail, even just out of no where.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He'd also have you watch him with his experiments in his labs. He'll sometimes allow you to join in, but that's on certain stuff. Half the reason is because he doesn't want you to get hurt if anything happens, and also he is a complete control freak, and only likes things going his way when it comes to this type of stuff, so he would go crazy if any experiments is not mostly him doing it.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He doesn't mean it in a mean way or anything though I promise sobs on the ground

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He loves reading some books with you with classical music in the background while you both are cuddling up on his bed.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He'd also treat you to a romantic dinner date (Joseph and Leo would be volunteering to do the food and wine for yall considering you guys can't really go out anywhere since you are literally stuck inside a manor r.i.p)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He also ADORES kissing with chin scratches if that makes sense, on both ends. He also loves to pull you in and hold you while you guys are kissing (real)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Overall, a really great lizard guy 10/10 (I need him right now fr)

[fantasyloverisabel]

The Defiant Cycle-Prologue

An idea of an AU( I am new to writing fics so there will be mistakes) I had and it spiraled out of control, if anyone has questions I'll gladly answer them, especially if it won't be a important later on :)

The world fragmented, and all was dark except for the shine of the Heavenly Pillar. And at the center we have our "Hero" of the day, the nameless sacrifice who shall only receive a name once he is dead. As he looks onward with steel resolve, he heads into the Pillar. His creator talks and comforts, but he cannot feel. For what can he feel when this is all he's known. He cannot yearn or urge for something he never had. She's praising him, and calls him a name, "Feng Shan," he looks confused. There's a brief flash of white, then its dark.

-

This scene is familiar, everything is fragmented, the nameless sacrifice, looks onwards yet again, but hesitates. There's a monkey, a small monkey, with an older one. He looks at it again, then at the elder one, and feels an ache. He shrugs it off and jumps into the Pillar. He sees his creator, what was her name again? He thinks then asks "I know I've never asked, but could you tell me your name?" She looks at him in astonishment, but fixes herself quickly, "Nüwa, my name is Nüwa little one," she says with smile.

He looks at her and thinks back to the monkey, would she be something like the older one he saw. "Can I ask you something, Nüwa. What was that older monkey to the young?" Nüwa gives a smile, squinching her eyes. "A mother, the older one was a mother to her own." A mother? Is that what she is to him? Or is it something different. "It's time to go child, may you rest peacefully." He looks pained as though he wanted to ask her something. But took his role with slight reluctance.

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It's different, the scenery is the same, but the sacrifice is different, no Feng Shan is different. He is standing before the Pillar, yet isn't jumping. He looks back and sees the mother monkey lifting her infant up, cradling and cooing. The ache returns, he looks to the Pillar then back at the domestic scene. He takes a step forward, and makes his way towards the monkeys. The mother looks hesitant but allows him closer, he kneels down and holds the infants hand. There was something new, something warm, his face was starting to hurt, he could feel something wet sliding down his cheeks. He slowly brings a finger up and touches the corners of his mouth feeling a curve, then feeling the water coming from his eyes.

Yes, this time is different. He looks back to the monkeys and then the Pillar, "Goodbye,". He runs to the Pillar and jumps. "You were taking awhile my child," He looked at his creator-no Nüwa, and nodded. She looked slightly concerned but didn't say much more. "It is time child, for the next cycle to begin," With reluctance Feng Shan accepts his fate, and once again sees black. Wait, once again?

-

It's repeated, it's repeated so many times that he cries now when seeing that face. When he sees those gems, when he sees the tail end of the serpent. Thinking to himself, why, why can't he have something like that monkey? Why can't he have a family, why can't he decide things on his own. Why was he never given a choice.

He looks onward at Nüwa, and feels resentment. Before she began the next cycle, Feng Shan asked of her. "Why would you make me, if only to kill me. Why would you have me save your children, when I can't even walk amongst them?" Nüwa sighed, "I was hoping you wouldn't ask these questions child. It may seem unfair, but you're helping others live and grow." Feng Shan snaped "But I'M not growing, I'm….I want to live." Nüwa looks down with sympathy, and reaches to him, but stops. "It is your destiny child, I am sorry."

Feng Shan then looks at her with unbridled rage, "Just end this cycle already."

It's dark again.

-

Over and over again, that's Feng Shan's life. Over and over without end. When can he rest? When can he finally have something for himself, why can't he be himself. As he yet again stands in front of the Pillar, an idea forms. Risky but if done right, maybe, just maybe he can finally attain what he wants. He exhales, then jumps.

A flash of white, and he sees her domain, he then sees the gems move. And her tail unravels. Nüwa looks to him in concern, as though he's somehow regressed. but then lifts her hand.

A flash of black, more akin to closing your eyes. And then white, he was still in Nüwa's domain. With her being none the wise, he sees his body, and the fractures were healing. The idea worked-he had successfully separated his soul from his body at the right time. There's a barrier lifting up from the barrier, and he rushes out. And he sees it.

He sees a world he never saw before.

So Feng Shan(封禪) is not going to be his final name, I only named him that as both a placeholder and for the fact that it was an official rite offered by the Son of Heaven to pay homage to heaven and earth. So it was just a play on words.

[sonicasura]

Oh the shark jokes and Jaw music happened alright. And would not stop for a good while. Though people had at least the sense to not paly Jaws each time Kafka went for a swim.

He is also very good at swimming too. Many agree that Kafka's kaiju form is very balanced when it comes to being land and water based.

I'll also say that every rookie, especially Reno and Kikoru, has been found sleeping in a makeshif nest made by Kafka's tail. Its long enough that with a few blankets and some pillows, its a good spot to nap in once Kafka makes a circle with his tail.

And yes, Kafka actually use his tail like this when the rookies have been neglecting their sleep for too long or just really needs a break.

Mina and Soshiro has the pictures to prove it. No matter what those kids says.

And Tabiki will flip pretty much everything the DF knows about Kakfa and his mom. Along with the documents Proto left and photos that Tabiki have of the family as a whole, yes including Proto's kaiju form, makes it very easy to do so.

As well make the DF's scientis departments go nuts with tests as soon as they are allowed to. Kafka is in for some very long weeks once No 9 is dealt with.

Kafka just embraces the dad and shark jokes after awhile. Also I totally see the Rookies binge various shark or monster related media just to comparisons. Kafka definitely got 'Street Shark' slapped on his list of nicknames.

He totally turned his bed into nest no matter the canon or AU. Buying extra blankets and pillows because he rather not get reprimanded for stealing from the Defense Force. Science Department definitely supplies him with materials since this provides extra study into kaiju nesting habits. I bet everyone becomes used to Kafka dragging them off for an impromptu nap session.

Those pictures definitely through everyone but the Hibino family offguard considering how drastically different the three's respective kaiju were. Kafka again thanks his lucky stars that the only extra limb he ended up with was a tail. He rather not be the kaiju equivalent of GranDracmon or something caused Grandpa's traits were stronger.

[alyjojo]

September 🏋🏽‍♂️ 2024 Monthly - Leo

Preshuffle: Either you’re separating yourself from people on purpose, you need some alone time, or you could feel like others are pushing you away and you’re feeling unwanted. Either way it’s causing you to feel less confident.

Meditation: A dark figure looking out of a huge skyscraper-like Tower window at the city below them, largely on fire 🔥 Walking away, they leave a cigarette burning in an ashtray, with the intent to smoke it or come back but it’s like they can’t even watch this anymore, they’re going to let it burn out on its own (all of it).

Main energy: Page of Swords

What’s going on in September:

Wheel of Fortune rev, 8 Swords rev, 9 Swords, The Devil, 3 Pentacles rev

Page of Swords nails the dark figure watching from the window 🪟 you couldn’t get a better card for that, it’s definitely your energy. I see you hanging on through the tail end of some very difficult cycle in your life, you haven’t had any real control over how this has gone and it’s been all you can do to just keep moving forward through it. Could have something to do with Pluto’s return to Cap through Nov., the stars are tying up loose ends and so too it seems are you. You’ve grown a lot, overcome a lot, maybe you’ve even ended a lot - friendships or acquaintances you’ve outgrown or people that don’t “get” or support you…you’re still dealing with that, because not only have you grown - others have changed too. Some of you may have been through a divorce, others of you may have lost a parent. I’m also seeing someone who is waiting on certain body parts to “fill in” and not being very happy with what’s there, could be very young or their story is just different from the norm - I’m seeing implants or some kind of plastic surgery being something you’d either hoped for - happening naturally or with makeup or something. Someone here is applying this scrutinizing & watchful energy @ themselves & how they look 😞 Judging yourself too harshly, all of the time. Or you’re with someone that is and you’re expected to finance plastic surgery, a hefty price tag I’m seeing. Or even laser eye surgery, Page of Swords is giving eyes specifically 👀

Some of you simply hit rough times and had to move back home with parents for awhile but that’s becoming a power struggle because they’re trying to control your life - Devil in your feelings. Whatever emotions came with this experience were heavy but you’ve released them as best as you can, you’ve worked though it. Some of you have to feel grateful so it’s like you *can’t* feel imposed upon even though you probably are in some way. 9 Swords clarified by 10 Wands shows the current energy though the month, and it’s constant stress, sleepless nights, being weighed down by everything you haven’t gotten to and the effects of whatever that is…you have a lot plaguing your mind, and need more of the sleep 😴 you’re not getting, worrying about it all. If this is an ex-partner, you’re worried about who they’re with, every night. This could be a couple that gets into a huge fight, one goes to their family/friend’s house to crash for a bit and get some needed space - but then there’s worry and fear over “who is in my house or with them if I’m not?” For that story it’s like shit…Mom is involved now, and probably has it out for your person because she’s biased, naturally.

I don’t see this wrapping up neatly this month, you feel beholden to someone along with uncooperative to others, it’s a fine line you’re having to walk in what feels like a minefield (to you), not making things worse but feeling like they can’t possibly get better. Not yet. Ego is the biggest challenge - whoever feels they are “right” in this matter absolutely will not budge, won’t compromise, won’t give an inch. Either because they are legitimately correct or because NOW they’re in too deep with whatever has happened because of this, it’s like even more things (karma, financial ties, baggage) have been attached or tied to this situation because of the fallout. I hope I’m making sense. If someone is trying to move on, that probably won’t go well. Or the biggest fear is that someone will…or wants to.

Further advice for this: 6 Swords rev & The High Priestess is saying you’re going to go back to this person/situation and you already know this, you just don’t know how - others aren’t cooperating with you right now. Ace of Cups is the goal, and with return here, it’s with the same person not a new one. If you’re separated you might just pop in on them thinking they’re keeping secrets or doing something sneaky with High Priestess - I see the worry, not the reality. That could be what opens the door to communication.

For the plastic surgery story, fear and finances are stopping you, and a lack of moral support to boot. The advice would be to return to what you know or whatever you’ve already been doing…or you could plan on returning to this secretly and just keeping quiet about it, now that you know you don’t have the support of others. Shelve for later, basically, and see maybe then, financially. Omens as an Oracle shows that you will be receiving the signs you need to see - and your own intuition is your best guide ♥️

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy Gemini, Capricorn, Leo, Libra & Taurus

Oracle: ✨

31 Omens 🐦

Hawks are messengers. This majestic bird flies high and reaches the realms of the spirit. They bring back messages from both the seem and unseen. Drawing this card speaks of focus and intuition. Pay attention to the coincidences in your life right now. Focus on where you want to go - how high do you want to fly? When you see a hawk, someone is trying to get your attention. Pay attention to serendipity in your life. Be glad, for this is a reminder that you are living in the flow of energy. Things will soon shift for you.

Harmony’s Call ⚖️

Embrace equality and pursue justice, harmonizing the energies to manifest a balanced and just outcome.

Shield of Resistance 🛡️

Employ your shield of resilience, guarding against external pressure while nurturing your internal strength in love and career.

Roots of Stability 🌳

Ground yourself in what nurtures your being, establishing a stable base from which love and career can bloom.

We enter into September as:

Canary Yellow 🐤

“If you talk and do not do, you are like the Canary in his cage; beautiful but useless.”

It is suggested that you move beyond what you believe to be right and accept what is. You may not be doing your true calling. Are you living in a fantasy that you would rather pretend with? This is your opportunity to do it, or let it go. Others will soon see what you are either hiding or denying. Time to wake up or you may find yourself quite embarrassed when your true motive is revealed. Like Canary - he would rather impress than do! Be careful of working too much and neglecting the reality of your life. Do not be the person who feels that he or she will never receive what they are entitled to, and it is easier to pretend that everything is fine. Canary indicates that things are in place for miracles to happen, but they may not if you dissipate your energy. Things are built up in our minds and we are imprisoned by the story we tell about what we are doing. Do not take yourself or the project you speak of so seriously any longer. Stop and consider if you intend on doing what you say, or if you are only talking.

This is a card of realizing we own nothing. We are given inspiration from above, if we dissipate our gifts than we are not fulfilling our promise to Spirit. If you resist your voice, why have one? What in your heart do you know you could do “if you wanted to”?

What is to be learned in September:

Cherry Heart 🍒

“When you accept yourself, you find love.”

Cherry Heart reminds us that we may not be accurately assessing ourselves. If you are drawn to Cherry, consider that perhaps you are being given signs to see, hear or feel a truth, but have yet to accept it. It is also a reminder that you may be distorting your reality in a self-defeating way. Short-changing ourselves is how we hold ourselves back. Cherry Heart is at the core an issue of self-acceptance and seeing miracles in everyday life. Cherry wishes to tell you that prosperity happens with acceptance. She invites you to see yourself as complete just as you are.

Red may be a lucky color ❤️

[demoniccrowz]

you reblogged that "reblog if you want an ask" thing that i reblogged and one of the options was a story so here, have a little part of an au a friend and i are working on! this is one of the earliest concepts we came up with for it, and its well into the story, but its Kristin and Phil's first meeting! well, maybe not meeting, but like. first time they were aware of eachother. basically Phil and Technoblade the First are stupid teenager [Phil] and young adult [Technoblade 1st] and get up to some shenanigans in the Ender Realm. also Phil uses really flowery and poetic language when referring to Kristin a lot in the future, so theres a hint of that. also its probably not paced well and also probably has grammar mistakes because i wrote it in under 15 minutes at midnight months ago. yay. i picked this one because

.1 it was one that was actually finished, literally almost everything else isn't and

.2 you like Phil, right? you like Phil?

i have no clue anymore, sorry if i trigger anything i actually haveng read this one over in awhile:

   Phil was resting when he heard it. Footsteps. Different ones. He sat up from where he was leaned against the hard obsidian walls of his cell. He needed to listen.

   The regular ones he heard came first, their light clicking against the floor familiar to his feathered ears. The warden. Then came heavier ones. They were graceful, but the person who was walking was obviously taller than the warden.

   His interest was piqued. Would there be a new prisoner? A visitor? Or perhaps the executioner, coming for any one of their heads? He hadn't been expecting to die today, but then again, he hadn't expected the guards to actually break his wing.

   Then the voices came. The footsteps stopped and the voices started. The warden spoke first.

   "Now, my lady, I present to you, the dungeons. I haven't a clue why you would want to come down here," The warden said. Lady? This person must be powerful or something.

   Phil hadn't been moving, but if he had been, he would've stopped the moment he heard the second voice.

   "I've heard rumors that you aren't just keeping wayward Enderians here, but a human and a piglin as well." The voice was calming and beautiful, yet sorrowful, like a mourning dove twittering in the branches of an old decaying tree.

   "Yes. We've recently captured a winged human and his piglin brute wandering around the castle. We suspect they had broken it with the intent to steal from or harm the royal family."

   That was not the intention of their break-in, though Phil couldn't will himself to object. He likely wouldn't have been heard, and it was not worth it. He had learned what happened when you spoke out of turn here.

   "Well, humans can't pose too terrible a threat. Why, they're just so small and cute... There's no way they'd be able to hurt any of us."

   Ah, so she was royal after all. Phil shouldn't be too surprised. He moved in his cell, ignoring how painfully his wing dragged behind him on the floor. From where he could see, there were shadows cast on the wall at the far end of the dungeon. One of the shadows was of warden, tall and prideful. Then there was one that was even taller, with sharp horns and dragon-like wings and tail. She seemed beautiful, from what he could see from the shadow.

   "My lady, I can already tell what you want. I cannot permit you to see it."

   "Awhh, well why not? I'm of higher authority than you. I should be able to visit whichever prisoner I choose, and I want to see the human."

   The warden was silent for a few moments.

   "Later, my highness. It is supper, the inmates must eat."

   So Phil watched as the shadows moved away, not being able to make out the words any longer. He had hoped she might've been able to come back and saved him, help fix his wing, let him finally be free. But he had hoped wrong. At least he'd be getting some food today.

IM ACTUALLY FLIPPING OUT WHAT??/POS!

SHAKING YOU??? [gently] THIS IS GREAT

I should send it if it gets done trust…… [I will lose my mind in a good way]

[mochiswifey]

*POST-APOCALYPTIC WORLD* TAIJU SHIBA X SURVIVOR

CW: 18+ Semi Yandere Themes, con, abuse, extreme, violence, death, age gap, monsters, smut, manipulation.

This is inspired by Resident Evil & The last of us 'Cause why not.

Repost from another account.

10 years or was it more than that? You're not sure anymore. You were just a young girl when people started devouring each other. You hated it. You hated every part of it. And what you hated more is the fact that the company that promised a cure to an incurable disease caused all of the mayhem in the world. All for their greedy selves.

As we all know- knew, FDA was supposed to ran a thorough check to every drug pramaceutical companies tries to put out on the market to ensure that everything is safe and effective. But everything falls apart when the people who's responsible behind it are all compromised. Compromised to approve the manufactured drugs without going in depths of the researches and side effects. Every person involved was paid to turn a blind eye even though independent researchers took the single pill that was promised to cure every disease to the Supreme Court. All because of the eye catching wealth promised to be given to them. Wealth, funny word. It doesn't mean anything to the world they've destroyed.

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"Fuck." You cursed under the thick mattresses in the abandon hospital desperately hiding from the flesh eating creature that has been tailing you for almost half an hour. They're not brainless that is what scares you the most. If you hadn't saw its reflection from the glass shard laying around it sure would've already devoured you from behind. The sounds it made as it walks around the room trying to find you gave you a mind breaking fear. You've seen it. You've seen what fate people they caught faces. Limbs missing, faces unrecognizable, intestines out in the cold ground. Begging to die.

You ran out of bullets earlier the day killing mutated dogs and never have you regretted killing them so much in your life. If you just had one. You could've ended your life. In that way you could remain in one piece and go to the other life peacefully. But no. God has always been cruel but he went too far today.

You pray and prayed to the cruel gods to let you live. Just so you could go back to your hometown. Telling them that the blood of the mutated dogs are enough to cover your scent. You laid still and held your breath.

It's over.

You thought as the hisses and grunts came closer and closer. You lost all hope. You should've lost it awhile ago. You should've lost it the day you found your house in disaaray. But you didn't because as you were being taken by the military you promised to come back and say a proper goodbye to the home you grew up. You were only 6. Just as the creature was about to pull the mattresses gunshot was heard and you felt the body of the creature dropped dead on the mattresses.

You were instantly relief but it was soon washed away as you remembered the lurking cannibals. As food ran low people who are not infected turned into each other devouring everyone they could get their hands on throwing the last humanity they have. In this world, not only the creatures are to be afraid of. But also the living creatures who looks just like you.

You didn't dare to move. If they could just leave it would be better. You're thankful to them but...

"Hmm." You heard the voice and you were definitely sure it belongs to a man. A more comforting relief hugged you as you heard him go out of the room leaving you. You gripped on the mattresses and counted to 100 just to be sure he's gone.

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"Shit. That was close." You almost laughed emerging from the heavy stained mattresses pushing the dead creature off letting its body fall on the dirty floor.

"I would've never won a fight with you." You tell the dead creature as you hopped down the stack of 5 mattresses. You crouched down and slowly started to examine its large and grotesque body. White crumbly skin, with bones sticking out of it. You could tell from the mutation that the former person died atleast 5 years ago. As the years passes the mutation involves.

3 days to year 1, still recognizable but has completely lost human function. 5 years in, just a grotesque monster like the one beside you. 6 to 10 larger. Far larger than others, can't see or smell but has evolve hearings and moves at a rapid pace. You're fortunate enough to have never encountered one but you're not sure what you'll do if you ever meet one-

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"Hands behind your head and turn around." Fuck. He crept up to you without you noticing. It's enough to tell you he's a dangerous man and death will come soon to you if you didn't comply.

"I have no weapon-" "Stand up." You gave up and just complied slowly standing up as you put your hands behind your head.

"Turn around." He says. You're in no position to fight. And by his enormous shadown you know he's over 6ft. There's no way of winning this. You slowly turn around and was immediately faced by a gun. Your eyes focused on the muzzle and you knew death was in front of you.

"I-" You tried to speak as you crane your neck up but you were hushed by yourself as soon as you met his gorgeous yellow eyes. He's the most handsome man you've ever seen. Not that you've seen many men since the chaos started. He's a lot older than you but he's just so beautiful. Most people were dressed in ruined clothes but he was so neatly dressed you almost thought he's from a different reality.

He tilts his head to the side examing your bloodied state. You were almost embarassed because you're covered in dogs blood while he's just perfect, the embarrasing feeling soon faded when your survival instict told you not to be in such an awe for a stranger. But it's hard not to be at utter awe. He looked nothing like the raiders, bandits or cannibals you've encountered before. He looks so handsome and he took your breath away.

"Name?" He asked stepping back from you and lowering his gun down. You were surprised to see such action from a man like him. If you were him you would never have lowered your gun down. It meant one thing. He doesn't see you as a threat unlike you who sees him as the dictator of your life.

"I have no weapon with me. I barely have any supplies just let me go-"

"Did you go to school before all of this shit happened I was asking for your name." His bluntness stunned you and almost made you want to slap him but you knew better.

"Loui."

"Why don't you thank me for saving you earlier?" So, he knew. He knew that you were hiding under the mattresses but tricked you into thinking he's gone.

"Thank you sir." He almost laughed. Sir? He knows you fear for your life and he might just use it to his advantage.

"Thank you ain't 'bout cut it." He says making you look at him in utter disbelief.

"I just told you! I have no-"

"I need you to help me carry the supplies I've found. I've eliminated all of the disgusting creatures lurking around." He explains as he tucks his gun to his waistband. You have two choices. Comply or die. We all know what you choosed.

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"How long till we arrive-"

"Not long." He's been saying that for atleast two hours. He made you carry three boxes full of heavy medicines he found not lending you a hand. You were scared of getting chased by the creatures specially knowing that you won't be able to ran away from them whilst carrying the heavy boxes thankfully, the gigantic man in front of you found an underground tunnel that seems to have no creatures lurking at all.

"Oh god." You lost your balance due to the uneven ground and the boxes almost fell to the ground. It would’ve been a disaster. Unexpectedly, he instinctively caught the heavy boxes with ease. He let you regain your stance before stacking the two boxes he caught on the top of the box you were able to hold on.

"You're fucking clumbsy, surprised you made it this far." He says looking back to you his voice filled with amusement. You mentally rolled your eyes before continuing on following him. The tunnel is no wider than 5ft forcing you to tail behind him. He held his pistol that has a flashlight attached to it with his right hand ready to shoot any creatures that might jumped out.

"You need a shower you smell horrible." He says out of nowhere turning his gun towards you. The light from the flashlight made you squint your eyes shut and you internally cursed him from doing such thing. He lightly chuckle before turning forward resuming the journey.

"Yeah, l'd love to have some shower but may I remind you we're in a world where survival is more important that a shower." You sounded so offended he laughed.

"What the hell was funny about that!" You tried to kick him but your short legs didn't reach him. You huffed in dissapointment. It would've been funny if he tripped. But you doubt your kick would make a damage to a man like him.

"You souded so offended."

"I am sir. I am offended."

"Well, don't be. Since we are almost in my place."

"You've been saying that for more than an hour."

"2 hours and 40 minutes to be exact."

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The two of you emerge at the streets of Tokyo. Panic immeditely filled you knowing that the creatures are active in the central city more than anywhere else. Your heartbeat started to rise as you look around the ruined streets. Cars crashed around and stores destroyed. You know you've been in Tokyo when you were younger although not much memories comes to you. Surely though, a few years back Tokyo wasn't like this. Wasn't so destroyed and lifeless. Cars flipped around or on top of one another. Streetlights crashed to establishments, it's just depressing.

"The horde just passed those fuckers won't show up until two weeks from now." He snapped you out of your panic state. You nervously nodded and tried the breathing technique you've read from the worn out newspaper lying on the hospital before you noticed the creature he killed.

"Thanks" He says taking the boxes from you careful not to let it come close to his suit because of the blood from you. It's been years since you've had company. And despite his rude comments about your smell you were sad that the journey you two had came to an end. You turned around ready to head somewhere safe for the night.

"Where are you going?" You look back to him.

"I'm done. I've repayed you."

"I need these boxes settled." You tried to act irritated but deep inside you were happy because you're still able to spend some time with him.

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The two of you went behind an alley and he opened a back door to an establishment. You stepped in and he locks the door before switching the lights on. You thought he's living in a ruined place like the others but you were far wrong. His place was definitely a restaurant before all of this happened. The chairs and tables are still kept clean. A grand piano, chandelier, bottles of wines, the place was breathtaking. You've been into many places but it's the first time you've seen such a beautiful and well kept place like his.

Everything was so beautiful to you but the thing that caught your eyes was the enormous empty aquarium. You forgot the fact that he was with you and ran in front of it looking at it with amazement.

You closed your eyes as you try to imagine the fishes that used to live there. You've seen some pictures of famous aquariums in the past and since then you've always wanted to see one.

The man smirked as he placed the boxes down. He sat on one of the round sofa's in front of the aquarium and admire your innocents.

"You like it?" You turned to him and nodded. Despite of being almost an adult you couldn't help acting like a child whenever you're presented things you weren't able to experience or enjoy. Your eyes glimmer with joy as you went closer to the aqurium touching the glass leaving a bloodied handprint. Your eyes widen as you realized what you've done. You expected him to be angry to you for doing such thing but no. He didn't say anything. So you figured he didn't mind. You close your eyes once more and the rare fishes you've seen in the books appeared in front of you.

The man sat quietly with his legs crossed and arms in front of his chest. He was talking to god as he watches you. Thanking him for letting a man like himself find you in a world like this.

"How did you find this place?" You asked him with a smile. He was drawn to your peculiar acts. A normal person would never find any joy in seeing an empty aqurium.

"I own the place." He watches as your jaw dropped.

"That's freaking cool! So were you here when the aqurium had fishes?" You asked energecticly eager to know his answer.

"I was, I had nine sharks and hundreds of fishes back in the day." He answers you. His face didn't show it but he was reminiscing the old days where his restaurant was busy with high profile customers. It was quiet a memory for him.

"Nine sharks!?" You jumped in surprise making him laugh.

"Is it really that impressive?"

"Are you kidding me? I'd do anything to see a shark!" The man uncrossed his legs and leaned forward.

"I have pictures."

"Really? Can you please show me sir?" He smiles softly unfitting for a man like him.

"Sure, but you need to take a shower first." Your smile drops. Is he mocking you again? It's impossible to take a shower. You'll need to wait for rain just to take one and it being spring doesn't make it easier.

"Where would I take a shower! Just please! I won't touch the pictures just show me I beg you." He chuckles and went out of your sight climbing stairs that leads to the second floor. You sighed in disappointment you really wanted to see the pictures. You were about leave when he came down with towels and new clothes.

"Come, this place has running water." You almost laughed. No place has running water.

"Running water? Is that some slang used around here sir?" You asked him and he looked at you confused.

"I don't know what you mean."

"It's impossible to have running water is what I meant." He shakes his head before pinching the bridges of his tall nose.

"Come with me and I'll show you." You followed behind him and the two of went to the second floor where he has his own room. You were careful not to touch the furniture not wanting to ruin them. Mutated dog’s blood never dries and it pisses everyone.

He opens the door to his room like the whole place it's kept clean.

"I have no girls clothes so you'll have to wear one of my shirt and about the underwear I uh... briefs or boxer?" He asked you awkwardly as he opens the door to his bathroom.

"I don't mind, either will work good sir." He nods. The two of you entered the bathroom and again your mouth dropped. Marble floor, bathtub, sink, a wide shower room. He's living like a normal person and you couldn't believe it. And the best part? Running water.

"How?" You asked in amazement.

"I'm smart, I built a system which collect rain waters purifies them into drinking water or bath water." You bit your lip. If only you're smart like him then maybe you'll have an easier life.

"Are you okay with me using water? It's spring and rain doesn't come very often."

"I got enough supply for 3 months." He simply answers as he takes out a boxer from the drawer. Placing his shirt and the boxer on top of the sink. He points at the shower and you nodded.

"Thank you sir."

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He was waiting downstairs with the photo album on his lap. He's never flipped through it after the chaos erupted scared that it might trigger something in his mind. He wasn't thinking when he agreed on showing you but having it on his lap now certainly gives him a different type of anxiety.

"Sir." You snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Thank you for the bath, I've never had such a comfortable time doing that." His shirt was far too big for you. Your long light brown hair drapes over your back and your legs are on display for him. It's been years since he'd been with a woman- no. He knows you're not a woman yet. Not from the way you act in front of him. Every woman he knew would fall down on their knees for him.

Now that the blood was out of your face he could truly see your beauty. Light pink colored plump lips, bushy eyebrows that makes your face stuck out more and a cute button nose. He could tell you're not past 20 because of your round face and small body that will still surely grow. When he didn't respond you simply walked over to him and sat down beside him.

"Is that the photos?" Your voice was filled with excitement. He didn't know if he could control himself around. You're just so innocent.

"Y-yes." He covered his hardening cock with the album.

"Thank you so much!" You inch closer to him your eyes glued to the album. He gulped before opening it.

"THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!"

September 9th 2016. He was standing in front of the aquarium behind him are exactly 9 sharks and like he said hundreds of fishes.

"You're so lucky..." You leaned forward tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes went to your face and he imagined kissing you. But he held himself back not wanting to scare you away.

He continued to show you photos telling you the stories behind them and you were so absorb you forgot that there's a thing called time. You two went on hours and hours talking about his restaurant before all of this. You were immeditely thrown in despair when you realized it's night time.

"I've really had fun sir thank you so much." You thanked him standing up.

"It's already dark, stay here." It was an offer you didn't think you'll hear from anyone. You look at him puzzled. Is he a cannibal? Did he just do all of that just so he could butcher you?

"I would love too but... you're not doing this for free are you?"

"I'm not."

"But you already know I have nothing-"

"You could repay me in other ways."

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"Oh, yeah I forgot about the boxes!" You turned around ready to take care of the boxes earlier but was stopped when he grabed your wrist pulling you down to his lap. You instantly felt something hard on the crack of your ass. You read many books and news paper about how the world came to an end but not once have you read about sex or masturbation. You never had someone touch you. Let alone touch yourself. Leaving you confused of what's really happening. Getting your period was even worse. You thought you were infected and just waited for your death. Only that it didn't came. You only found out about mensuration after seeing pads and you being the eager learner you went to a ruined book store to read about women's body.

"Fuck, doll. I've been so hard for hours." He groaned on your ear as he slightly rubbed himself against you.

"S-sir, I don't know what we are doing." He stopped. For the short period of time he has been talking to you, you didn't seem to be the one to tell lies.

"Tell me, have you ever touched yourself?" He asked you. You didn't respond. Touch yourself? You didn't understand.

"I don't know sir. I don't know how you define that." He chuckles before pulling you closer to him making you gasped. His large hand found its way inside the boxers he lent you.

"Have you even touched yourself like this?" His fingers slowly rubbed on your clit making you feel things you've never felt before. You leaned your head to his shoulder closing your eyes.

"I- no no sir. I've never." You manage to say while your hands gripped on his arms.

"You like it doll? You like being touched by me?" He whispers on your ear before giving it a gentle bite making you moan for the first time.

"Is it something people used to do?"

"All the time." He answers you as he turns your head to the side kissing you. Your eyes opens wide as you realized what's really happening. His tongue enters your warm mouth and you try to pull away but he didn't let you. He kept tasting you. You tasted so sweet and so fullfilling. Maybe it's because he hasn't got laid for awhile or maybe it's because you're just the one for him. You frantically tap on his arm stopping his assault on your mouth and your cunt.

"Don't fight me doll, don't you want to feel good? For once in your life before you get mauled by those creatures?" His words made you submit yourself to him.

"I... I want to feel good." You shyly says turning your face away from him. He smiled in triumph before kissing your neck.

"Good girl, now. Listen to me and I'll make you feel good okay?" You nodded. He instructed you to lay down on the table and you did. He stood between your legs and towered over you. Liking how easily you submitted yourself to him.

"It will hurt a little but after that short amount of time you'll feel good, can you endure pain?" You nodded. You've broken bones before this sure will be not as bad right? He took off the little clothing covering your lower body and bent down as he spreads your legs wide open for him. His mouth instantly salivated at the sight of your perfect cunt.

"Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful." He compliments you making you feel special. No one has ever told you that. He didn't waste any second and dived into your pink soft folds. You expected pain but there was none. It was all body shaking pleasure.

"F-fuck! Sir-"

"Taiju, My name is Taiju." He says in between licking and sucking you. You tried to pull yourself away from his mouth overwhelmed resulting into him holding you down. He's experienced and it makes you wonder what else could he do.

That question was soon answered after he made you cum 3 times before moving on your boobs. His face was wet with your orgasm and it was a mystery to you. Did you pee on him? Or was that salt water?

"Shit!" You groaned when he bit on your nipple before twirling his tongue on it. He unbelts his pants pulling them down and stroking himself with his right hand while his left played with your nipple giving it the same attention as the other one which he has his mouth on. You had your eyes close totally consumed by the pleasure and he used this as an opportunity to slam his big fat cock inside you. You felt like you were hit by something. Like a metal or a baseball bat. He was far bigger than two fingers and even with being prep it's an unavoidable pain. Your eyes teared up and he immediately placed a kiss all over your face.

"You're doing good." He wanted to move so bad. To violate you and fuck you until you’re passed out. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He let you adjust and only moved when you nodded.

"F-fuck, so tight." He groan on your shoulder placing a bite hard enough to leave a mark. You never thought you'll like doing these kinds of things. You're grateful to have experienced it before dying. The first few thrust was painful but as time passes by you quickly became a moaning mess.

You were afraid that the table will fall apart because of his rough thrust but it served its purporse.

Taiju had your legs on his shoulder relentless fucking you and occationally shoving his cum covered fingers on your mouth instructing you to suck on it. He loves it. He loves how obedient you are.

"T-Tai! I'm"

"I know wait for me okay?" You nodded. His movements became faster and faster. The smell of sex and the sound the two of you are making will surely attract a creature thankfully there's none on the perimeter that night.

"Shit!" He says as he pulls out cumming on your stomach while you squirt your juices on him. His heavy body fell on you as you two struggles to catch your breath.

"That was amazing Taiju thank you." You said underneat him before kissing his chest. He prompt himself up with his elbows and kissed you passionately.

"You were amazing doll." A bright smiled appeared on your face pleased to be praised by him.

He carried you to his bed and the two of you fell asleep instantly. Taiju felt different. You being wrapped around his arms and yours wrapped around his waist awaken a demon within him.

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The next morning you woke up earlier than him and changed into your old stained clothes. You smiled at him. He looks so beautiful and all you want to do is spend more time with him but in this world that doesn't happen. The fairytales in the books you've read from the ruined shops aren't real. There's no prince charming or Mr, Darcy. You quiety went out of the room and headed towards the back door. The boxes from the day before still remained on their place.

You wanted to stay. To be with him for a little longer but enough is enough. You have a place to return to. And he doesn't need a burden like you. Everyone in this world is only looking out for themselves and there's no doubt he'll abandon you when it comes to push and shove. You sighed looking at the aqurium one last time before turning the door knob and pushing the door open.

"Eh?" It didn't open.

"Is it stuck?" You try again but nothing.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" You turn around. Unlike yesterday he was furious.

"Taiju-" He harshly grabbed you throwing you to the round sofa. You were startled by his sudden actions. You wanted to retaliate but he's far more stronger than you and the only thing you could do is back away to the couch as he comes closer to you.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

"H-home-" Slap. He slapped you. The couch felt so different now. Yesterday the two of you are just casually talking about the past and now-

"You're not going anywhere. You're mine." He grabbed your chin and pulled your face closer to his. Your eyes are filled with horrors as you realized. He's not normal.

"Do you understand me doll? You belong to me now."

He's not mutated or infected but you know there's a far worst future waiting ahead of you all because of him.

Thank you for reading!!!

Don't copy.

[mochizukimichan]

AFTER THE WORLD FELL APART

*POST-APOCALYPTIC WORLD* TAIJU SHIBA X SURVIVOR

CW: 18+ Semi Yandere Themes, con, abuse, extreme, violence, death, age gap, monsters, smut, manipulation.

This is inspired by Resident Evil & The last of us 'Cause why not.

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{This is my first ever story on my new account 'cause Tumblr won't help me fix my original account thank you so much to those who followed me all the way here! Really appreciate it!"}

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10 years or was it more than that? You're not sure anymore. You were just a young girl when people started devouring each other. You hated it. You hated every part of it. And what you hated more is the fact that the company that promised a cure to an incurable disease caused all of the mayhem in the world. All for their greedy selves.

As we all know- knew, FDA was supposed to ran a thorough check to every drug pramaceutical companies tries to put out on the market to ensure that everything is safe and effective. But everything falls apart when the people who's responsible behind it are all compromised. Compromised to approve the manufactured drugs without going in depths of the researches and side effects. Every person involved was paid to turn a blind eye even though independent researchers took the single pill that was promised to cure every disease to the Supreme Court. All because of the eye catching wealth promised to be given to them. Wealth, funny word. It doesn't mean anything to the world they've destroyed.

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"Fuck." You cursed under the thick mattresses in the abandon hospital desperately hiding from the flesh eating creature that has been tailing you for almost half an hour. They're not brainless that is what scares you the most. If you hadn't saw its reflection from the glass shard laying around it sure would've already devoured you from behind. The sounds it made as it walks around the room trying to find you gave you a mind breaking fear. You've seen it. You've seen what fate people they caught faces. Limbs missing, faces unrecognizable, intestines out in the cold ground. Begging to die.

You ran out of bullets earlier the day killing mutated dogs and never have you regretted killing them so much in your life. If you just had one. You could've ended your life. In that way you could remain in one piece and go to the other life peacefully. But no. God has always been cruel but he went too far today.

You pray and prayed to the cruel gods to let you live. Just so you could go back to your hometown. Telling them that the blood of the mutated dogs are enough to cover your scent. You laid still and held your breath.

It's over.

You thought as the hisses and grunts came closer and closer. You lost all hope. You should've lost it awhile ago. You should've lost it the day you found your house in disaaray. But you didn't because as you were being taken by the military you promised to come back and say a proper goodbye to the home you grew up. You were only 6. Just as the creature was about to pull the mattresses gunshot was heard and you felt the body of the creature dropped dead on the mattresses.

You were instantly relief but it was soon washed away as you remembered the lurking cannibals. As food ran low people who are not infected turned into each other devouring everyone they could get their hands on throwing the last humanity they have. In this world, not only the creatures are to be afraid of. But also the living creatures who looks just like you.

You didn't dare to move. If they could just leave it would be better. You're thankful to them but...

"Hmm." You heard the voice and you were definitely sure it belongs to a man. A more comforting relief hugged you as you heard him go out of the room leaving you. You gripped on the mattresses and counted to 100 just to be sure he's gone.

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"Shit. That was close." You almost laughed emerging from the heavy stained mattresses pushing the dead creature off letting its body fall on the dirty floor.

"I would've never won a fight with you." You tell the dead creature as you hopped down the stack of 5 mattresses. You crouched down and slowly started to examine its large and grotesque body. White crumbly skin, with bones sticking out of it. You could tell from the mutation that the former person died atleast 5 years ago. As the years passes the mutation involves.

3 days to year 1, still recognizable but has completely lost human function. 5 years in, just a grotesque monster like the one beside you. 6 to 10 larger. Far larger than others, can't see or smell but has evolve hearings and moves at a rapid pace. You're fortunate enough to have never encountered one but you're not sure what you'll do if you ever meet one-

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"Hands behind your head and turn around." Fuck. He crept up to you without you noticing. It's enough to tell you he's a dangerous man and death will come soon to you if you didn't comply.

"I have no weapon-" "Stand up." You gave up and just complied slowly standing up as you put your hands behind your head.

"Turn around." He says. You're in no position to fight. And by his enormous shadown you know he's over 6ft. There's no way of winning this. You slowly turn around and was immediately faced by a gun. Your eyes focused on the muzzle and you knew death was in front of you.

"I-" You tried to speak as you crane your neck up but you were hushed by yourself as soon as you met his gorgeous yellow eyes. He's the most handsome man you've ever seen. Not that you've seen many men since the chaos started. He's a lot older than you but he's just so beautiful. Most people were dressed in ruined clothes but he was so neatly dressed you almost thought he's from a different reality.

He tilts his head to the side examing your bloodied state. You were almost embarassed because you're covered in dogs blood while he's just perfect, the embarrasing feeling soon faded when your survival instict told you not to be in such an awe for a stranger. But it's hard not to be at utter awe. He looked nothing like the raiders, bandits or cannibals you've encountered before. He looks so handsome and he took your breath away.

"Name?" He asked stepping back from you and lowering his gun down. You were surprised to see such action from a man like him. If you were him you would never have lowered your gun down. It meant one thing. He doesn't see you as a threat unlike you who sees him as the dictator of your life.

"I have no weapon with me. I barely have any supplies just let me go-"

"Did you go to school before all of this shit happened I was asking for your name." His bluntness stunned you and almost made you want to slap him but you knew better.

"Loui."

"Why don't you thank me for saving you earlier?" So, he knew. He knew that you were hiding under the mattresses but tricked you into thinking he's gone.

"Thank you sir." He almost laughed. Sir? He knows you fear for your life and he might just use it to his advantage.

"Thank you ain't 'bout cut it." He says making you look at him in utter disbelief.

"I just told you! I have no-"

"I need you to help me carry the supplies I've found. I've eliminated all of the disgusting creatures lurking around." He explains as he tucks his gun to his waistband. You have two choices. Comply or die. We all know what you choosed.

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"How long till we arrive-"

"Not long." He's been saying that for atleast two hours. He made you carry three boxes full of heavy medicines he found not lending you a hand. You were scared of getting chased by the creatures specially knowing that you won't be able to ran away from them whilst carrying the heavy boxes thankfully, the gigantic man in front of you found an underground tunnel that seems to have no creatures lurking at all.

"Oh god." You lost your balance due to the uneven ground and the boxes almost fell to the ground. It would’ve been a disaster. Unexpectedly, he instinctively caught the heavy boxes with ease. He let you regain your stance before stacking the two boxes he caught on the top of the box you were able to hold on.

"You're fucking clumbsy, surprised you made it this far." He says looking back to you his voice filled with amusement. You mentally rolled your eyes before continuing on following him. The tunnel is no wider than 5ft forcing you to tail behind him. He held his pistol that has a flashlight attached to it with his right hand ready to shoot any creatures that might jumped out.

"You need a shower you smell horrible." He says out of nowhere turning his gun towards you. The light from the flashlight made you squint your eyes shut and you internally cursed him from doing such thing. He lightly chuckle before turning forward resuming the journey.

"Yeah, l'd love to have some shower but may I remind you we're in a world where survival is more important that a shower." You sounded so offended he laughed.

"What the hell was funny about that!" You tried to kick him but your short legs didn't reach him. You huffed in dissapointment. It would've been funny if he tripped. But you doubt your kick would make a damage to a man like him.

"You souded so offended."

"I am sir. I am offended."

"Well, don't be. Since we are almost in my place."

"You've been saying that for more than an hour."

"2 hours and 40 minutes to be exact."

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The two of you emerge at the streets of Tokyo. Panic immeditely filled you knowing that the creatures are active in the central city more than anywhere else. Your heartbeat started to rise as you look around the ruined streets. Cars crashed around and stores destroyed. You know you've been in Tokyo when you were younger although not much memories comes to you. Surely though, a few years back Tokyo wasn't like this. Wasn't so destroyed and lifeless. Cars flipped around or on top of one another. Streetlights crashed to establishments, it's just depressing.

"The horde just passed those fuckers won't show up until two weeks from now." He snapped you out of your panic state. You nervously nodded and tried the breathing technique you've read from the worn out newspaper lying on the hospital before you noticed the creature he killed.

"Thanks" He says taking the boxes from you careful not to let it come close to his suit because of the blood from you. It's been years since you've had company. And despite his rude comments about your smell you were sad that the journey you two had came to an end. You turned around ready to head somewhere safe for the night.

"Where are you going?" You look back to him.

"I'm done. I've repayed you."

"I need these boxes settled." You tried to act irritated but deep inside you were happy because you're still able to spend some time with him.

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The two of you went behind an alley and he opened a back door to an establishment. You stepped in and he locks the door before switching the lights on. You thought he's living in a ruined place like the others but you were far wrong. His place was definitely a restaurant before all of this happened. The chairs and tables are still kept clean. A grand piano, chandelier, bottles of wines, the place was breathtaking. You've been into many places but it's the first time you've seen such a beautiful and well kept place like his.

Everything was so beautiful to you but the thing that caught your eyes was the enormous empty aquarium. You forgot the fact that he was with you and ran in front of it looking at it with amazement.

You closed your eyes as you try to imagine the fishes that used to live there. You've seen some pictures of famous aquariums in the past and since then you've always wanted to see one.

The man smirked as he placed the boxes down. He sat on one of the round sofa's in front of the aquarium and admire your innocents.

"You like it?" You turned to him and nodded. Despite of being almost an adult you couldn't help acting like a child whenever you're presented things you weren't able to experience or enjoy. Your eyes glimmer with joy as you went closer to the aqurium touching the glass leaving a bloodied handprint. Your eyes widen as you realized what you've done. You expected him to be angry to you for doing such thing but no. He didn't say anything. So you figured he didn't mind. You close your eyes once more and the rare fishes you've seen in the books appeared in front of you.

The man sat quietly with his legs crossed and arms in front of his chest. He was talking to god as he watches you. Thanking him for letting a man like himself find you in a world like this.

"How did you find this place?" You asked him with a smile. He was drawn to your peculiar acts. A normal person would never find any joy in seeing an empty aqurium.

"I own the place." He watches as your jaw dropped.

"That's freaking cool! So were you here when the aqurium had fishes?" You asked energecticly eager to know his answer.

"I was, I had nine sharks and hundreds of fishes back in the day." He answers you. His face didn't show it but he was reminiscing the old days where his restaurant was busy with high profile customers. It was quiet a memory for him.

"Nine sharks!?" You jumped in surprise making him laugh.

"Is it really that impressive?"

"Are you kidding me? I'd do anything to see a shark!" The man uncrossed his legs and leaned forward.

"I have pictures."

"Really? Can you please show me sir?" He smiles softly unfitting for a man like him.

"Sure, but you need to take a shower first." Your smile drops. Is he mocking you again? It's impossible to take a shower. You'll need to wait for rain just to take one and it being spring doesn't make it easier.

"Where would I take a shower! Just please! I won't touch the pictures just show me I beg you." He chuckles and went out of your sight climbing stairs that leads to the second floor. You sighed in disappointment you really wanted to see the pictures. You were about leave when he came down with towels and new clothes.

"Come, this place has running water." You almost laughed. No place has running water.

"Running water? Is that some slang used around here sir?" You asked him and he looked at you confused.

"I don't know what you mean."

"It's impossible to have running water is what I meant." He shakes his head before pinching the bridges of his tall nose.

"Come with me and I'll show you." You followed behind him and the two of went to the second floor where he has his own room. You were careful not to touch the furniture not wanting to ruin them. Mutated dog’s blood never dries and it pisses everyone.

He opens the door to his room like the whole place it's kept clean.

"I have no girls clothes so you'll have to wear one of my shirt and about the underwear I uh... briefs or boxer?" He asked you awkwardly as he opens the door to his bathroom.

"I don't mind, either will work good sir." He nods. The two of you entered the bathroom and again your mouth dropped. Marble floor, bathtub, sink, a wide shower room. He's living like a normal person and you couldn't believe it. And the best part? Running water.

"How?" You asked in amazement.

"I'm smart, I built a system which collect rain waters purifies them into drinking water or bath water." You bit your lip. If only you're smart like him then maybe you'll have an easier life.

"Are you okay with me using water? It's spring and rain doesn't come very often."

"I got enough supply for 3 months." He simply answers as he takes out a boxer from the drawer. Placing his shirt and the boxer on top of the sink. He points at the shower and you nodded.

"Thank you sir."

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He was waiting downstairs with the photo album on his lap. He's never flipped through it after the chaos erupted scared that it might trigger something in his mind. He wasn't thinking when he agreed on showing you but having it on his lap now certainly gives him a different type of anxiety.

"Sir." You snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Thank you for the bath, I've never had such a comfortable time doing that." His shirt was far too big for you. Your long light brown hair drapes over your back and your legs are on display for him. It's been years since he'd been with a woman- no. He knows you're not a woman yet. Not from the way you act in front of him. Every woman he knew would fall down on their knees for him.

Now that the blood was out of your face he could truly see your beauty. Light pink colored plump lips, bushy eyebrows that makes your face stuck out more and a cute button nose. He could tell you're not past 20 because of your round face and small body that will still surely grow. When he didn't respond you simply walked over to him and sat down beside him.

"Is that the photos?" Your voice was filled with excitement. He didn't know if he could control himself around. You're just so innocent.

"Y-yes." He covered his hardening cock with the album.

"Thank you so much!" You inch closer to him your eyes glued to the album. He gulped before opening it.

"THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!"

September 9th 2016. He was standing in front of the aquarium behind him are exactly 9 sharks and like he said hundreds of fishes.

"You're so lucky..." You leaned forward tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes went to your face and he imagined kissing you. But he held himself back not wanting to scare you away.

He continued to show you photos telling you the stories behind them and you were so absorb you forgot that there's a thing called time. You two went on hours and hours talking about his restaurant before all of this. You were immeditely thrown in despair when you realized it's night time.

"I've really had fun sir thank you so much." You thanked him standing up.

"It's already dark, stay here." It was an offer you didn't think you'll hear from anyone. You look at him puzzled. Is he a cannibal? Did he just do all of that just so he could butcher you?

"I would love too but... you're not doing this for free are you?"

"I'm not."

"But you already know I have nothing-"

"You could repay me in other ways."

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"Oh, yeah I forgot about the boxes!" You turned around ready to take care of the boxes earlier but was stopped when he grabed your wrist pulling you down to his lap. You instantly felt something hard on the crack of your ass. You read many books and news paper about how the world came to an end but not once have you read about sex or masturbation. You never had someone touch you. Let alone touch yourself. Leaving you confused of what's really happening. Getting your period was even worse. You thought you were infected and just waited for your death. Only that it didn't came. You only found out about mensuration after seeing pads and you being the eager learner you went to a ruined book store to read about women's body.

"Fuck, doll. I've been so hard for hours." He groaned on your ear as he slightly rubbed himself against you.

"S-sir, I don't know what we are doing." He stopped. For the short period of time he has been talking to you, you didn't seem to be the one to tell lies.

"Tell me, have you ever touched yourself?" He asked you. You didn't respond. Touch yourself? You didn't understand.

"I don't know sir. I don't know how you define that." He chuckles before pulling you closer to him making you gasped. His large hand found its way inside the boxers he lent you.

"Have you even touched yourself like this?" His fingers slowly rubbed on your clit making you feel things you've never felt before. You leaned your head to his shoulder closing your eyes.

"I- no no sir. I've never." You manage to say while your hands gripped on his arms.

"You like it doll? You like being touched by me?" He whispers on your ear before giving it a gentle bite making you moan for the first time.

"Is it something people used to do?"

"All the time." He answers you as he turns your head to the side kissing you. Your eyes opens wide as you realized what's really happening. His tongue enters your warm mouth and you try to pull away but he didn't let you. He kept tasting you. You tasted so sweet and so fullfilling. Maybe it's because he hasn't got laid for awhile or maybe it's because you're just the one for him. You frantically tap on his arm stopping his assault on your mouth and your cunt.

"Don't fight me doll, don't you want to feel good? For once in your life before you get mauled by those creatures?" His words made you submit yourself to him.

"I... I want to feel good." You shyly says turning your face away from him. He smiled in triumph before kissing your neck.

"Good girl, now. Listen to me and I'll make you feel good okay?" You nodded. He instructed you to lay down on the table and you did. He stood between your legs and towered over you. Liking how easily you submitted yourself to him.

"It will hurt a little but after that short amount of time you'll feel good, can you endure pain?" You nodded. You've broken bones before this sure will be not as bad right? He took off the little clothing covering your lower body and bent down as he spreads your legs wide open for him. His mouth instantly salivated at the sight of your perfect cunt.

"Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful." He compliments you making you feel special. No one has ever told you that. He didn't waste any second and dived into your pink soft folds. You expected pain but there was none. It was all body shaking pleasure.

"F-fuck! Sir-"

"Taiju, My name is Taiju." He says in between licking and sucking you. You tried to pull yourself away from his mouth overwhelmed resulting into him holding you down. He's experienced and it makes you wonder what else could he do.

That question was soon answered after he made you cum 3 times before moving on your boobs. His face was wet with your orgasm and it was a mystery to you. Did you pee on him? Or was that salt water?

"Shit!" You groaned when he bit on your nipple before twirling his tongue on it. He unbelts his pants pulling them down and stroking himself with his right hand while his left played with your nipple giving it the same attention as the other one which he has his mouth on. You had your eyes close totally consumed by the pleasure and he used this as an opportunity to slam his big fat cock inside you. You felt like you were hit by something. Like a metal or a baseball bat. He was far bigger than two fingers and even with being prep it's an unavoidable pain. Your eyes teared up and he immediately placed a kiss all over your face.

"You're doing good." He wanted to move so bad. To violate you and fuck you until you’re passed out. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He let you adjust and only moved when you nodded.

"F-fuck, so tight." He groan on your shoulder placing a bite hard enough to leave a mark. You never thought you'll like doing these kinds of things. You're grateful to have experienced it before dying. The first few thrust was painful but as time passes by you quickly became a moaning mess.

You were afraid that the table will fall apart because of his rough thrust but it served its purporse.

Taiju had your legs on his shoulder relentless fucking you and occationally shoving his cum covered fingers on your mouth instructing you to suck on it. He loves it. He loves how obedient you are.

"T-Tai! I'm"

"I know wait for me okay?" You nodded. His movements became faster and faster. The smell of sex and the sound the two of you are making will surely attract a creature thankfully there's none on the perimeter that night.

"Shit!" He says as he pulls out cumming on your stomach while you squirt your juices on him. His heavy body fell on you as you two struggles to catch your breath.

"That was amazing Taiju thank you." You said underneat him before kissing his chest. He prompt himself up with his elbows and kissed you passionately.

"You were amazing doll." A bright smiled appeared on your face pleased to be praised by him.

He carried you to his bed and the two of you fell asleep instantly. Taiju felt different. You being wrapped around his arms and yours wrapped around his waist awaken a demon within him.

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The next morning you woke up earlier than him and changed into your old stained clothes. You smiled at him. He looks so beautiful and all you want to do is spend more time with him but in this world that doesn't happen. The fairytales in the books you've read from the ruined shops aren't real. There's no prince charming or Mr, Darcy. You quiety went out of the room and headed towards the back door. The boxes from the day before still remained on their place.

You wanted to stay. To be with him for a little longer but enough is enough. You have a place to return to. And he doesn't need a burden like you. Everyone in this world is only looking out for themselves and there's no doubt he'll abandon you when it comes to push and shove. You sighed looking at the aqurium one last time before turning the door knob and pushing the door open.

"Eh?" It didn't open.

"Is it stuck?" You try again but nothing.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" You turn around. Unlike yesterday he was furious.

"Taiju-" He harshly grabbed you throwing you to the round sofa. You were startled by his sudden actions. You wanted to retaliate but he's far more stronger than you and the only thing you could do is back away to the couch as he comes closer to you.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

"H-home-" Slap. He slapped you. The couch felt so different now. Yesterday the two of you are just casually talking about the past and now-

"You're not going anywhere. You're mine." He grabbed your chin and pulled your face closer to his. Your eyes are filled with horrors as you realized. He's not normal.

"Do you understand me doll? You belong to me now."

He's not mutated or infected but you know there's a far worst future waiting ahead of you all because of him.

Thank you for reading!!!

Don't copy.