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Little song bird- I warned you pretty boy

Emperor get x reader x emperor Caracalla 

Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 

Summary: it’s a few days till the wedding and your starting to crack, people are ignoring your request and you’ve had enough it only ends in a mess by the end of the day, thinking you’ve messed up you apologise but little did you know this would only make the emperors want you more than ever before

Warning : mdni, violence, blood, gladiator fights, Caracallas blood lust, neck kisses, concubines pushing limits, kissing, hickeys, reader looses her shit, pregnancy talk, lust, not proof read, no details smut sorry xx

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A few weeks have passed and it’s a few days before the wedding the staff around the Palatine are rushing getting everything prepared for the big day but also the festivities that are in the lead up to such a big event. Even though todays events are taking place at a member of the senates home the help around the palace  are still trying to keep everything in order. 

I’m getting dressed early in the morning my servants doing my hair the tunic is a golden silk piece embroidered with flowers and leaves that glisten in the sun “ are the emperors awake “ I ask looking down at one of the maids “ emperor Geta is awake my lady, but emperor Caracalla is still resting” she responds not looking me in the eye as she tucks my hair into a tight braided bun “ I shall wake him once I’m dressed” I sigh quietly looking at the jewellery laying infront of me my hand running over the cold gold necklaces I stop at a gold and emerald necklace curled into a floral design  “ I shall wear this one” I smile sweetly as they place it on me with matching bangles and rings I take in my appearance taking a deep breath “ stunning work today ladies” the maids take a long exhale of relief as they step back looking over their work for a second “ thank you, you may be excused now” they quickly rush off without another word. 

I look out the window looking over the Palaces gardens watching the birds flying and singing in the morning breeze enjoying the freedom of the sky, i notice Geta sat on the edge of the fountain staring up at my window still dressed in his scarlet robe he wore to bed last night, I look down at him giving him a small wave and a smile before I leave to join him. 

As I walk out into the garden Geta has turned to watch the water ripple in the fountain and see the small fish swim amongst the lily pads that float on the surface“ morning” I smile sweetly walking towards him my dress flowing behind me “ morning my love how did you sleep” he asks his attention not moving of the water as I sit next to him “ I slept well thank you” I rest my hand on top of his making him look at me a smile comes across his face as he takes in my beauty 

“ you’re dressed beautifully” I blush resting my head on his shoulder “ you look lovely also” I giggle as he raises his eyebrows “ really?” He chuckles looking down at himself “ I think you look good in everything you wear Geta” he scoffs shaking his head “ your flattery works on me song bird you should know that” he kisses my cheek before rising from his spot “ are you ready for today’s festivities“ he asks offering me his arm which i take meeting him at his side “ I think so, but I will have to wake Caracalla to make myself completely ready to go” he nods chuckling “ let us pray that he’s in a good mood today “ he adds looking down at me as I hum in agreement “ it’ll be fun trust me” he runs his hand up my arm “ I believe you” my voice soft as we make our way up to Caracallas bed chamber and hear yelling from inside and then loud crashes. 

I quickly open the door rushing in to see a maid cowering on the floor her legs scraped and bleeding, a table had been flipped over and a vase had been thrown at the girl “ I told you to leave him” I look down at her my voice calm but cold, trying not to startle Caracalla i walk towards him slowly “ my love are you ok” I coo to him my hand brushing against his cheek as his maddened cloudy eyes turn gentle, a stuttered breath escapes his lips his head nuzzling into my warm hand “ I’m alright ” his voice is stifled by his nervous twitches 

“ let us get you ready for today “ I smile sweetly as I look down at his partially nude form only covered by a scrunched up bed sheet “ very well” he sits on the edge of the bed as I turn to the maid “ I will dress him, you clean up the mess you caused” I snap slightly causing her to scramble to her feet cleaning up the smashed pieces of pottery. 

Caracalla grabs my hand pulling me into him “ don’t leave” he whispers his voice barely audible as he holds me close “ I’m not going anywhere “ I smile at him as he rests his chin on my shoulder “ what do you want to wear today “ I look at him smiling sweetly as he looks at me a smirk cracking into his face “ surprise me” I get up walking towards his wardrobe looking through all his extravagant clothes finally pulling out a red and gold patterned tunic with two large golden broaches and a chain “ this one” I pull it out bringing it to him “ I think it’ll flatter you quite well” I smile as his eyes scan over it “ very well my love” he gets up as I help dress him and get him neatened up combing my hands through his messy hair making him hum slightly as my nails scratch against his scalp. 

I step back looking over him a grin coming to my face “ you look perfect “ he smiles hooking his arm around my waist “ not as perfect as you” I rest my head on him gently as Geta walks in, now dressed in a gold and blue tunic “ great we’re all ready” he claps his hands together smiling as he looks over both me and Caracalla I hold his arm gently walking towards Geta “ we’re expected to leave very soon “ I nod smiling more as he joins my other side “ let us go to the chariots  and get comfortable “ Caracalla suggests as he looks down at me “ perhaps we could have some wine” I smile sweetly as we walk out to the golden chariot waiting, taking a seat by the window next to Caracalla and opposite Geta. 

Both boys sit staring out the window getting settled in their seats “ so what’s gonna happen when we get there” I ask tilting my head slightly “ there will be food, drinks, people to talk to and entertainment “ geta smiles looking at me I hear Caracallas gasp his eyes going wide with excitement “ you’ll witness your first gladiator fight” he claps his hands a grin wide on his face “ obviously you’ll be sat with us, so if you get squeamish we’re here” Geta a adds quickly taking my hand in his holding it tightly “ sounds fun “ I smile turning to look at them as the chariot starts to move slowly through the streets of Rome. 

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As we pull up at the senators home we’re greeted by crowds of people who are cheering children throwing flowers petals and waving wanting to get our attention as Geta and Caracalla leave the chariot I take a guards hand as I step out, the sun blinding me as I come face to face with the public.

A young girl runs up to me holding a bunch of violets and daisies I smile bending down to the girl her eyes gleaming as she passes me the flowers “ for you empress” her voice is tiny and sweet as I take the flowers “ thank you they’re beautiful “ I smile going into my pocket pulling out a coin “ this is for you, sweet girl keep it safe “ I place it into her small hand as she squeezes it tightly her smile beams as she runs back to her mother in the crowd, I rise to my feet waving to the people as I catch up to Geta and Caracalla, they both smile at me looking at the flowers I hold in my hand “ they love you” Geta exclaims a chuckle leaving his lips “ obviously who wouldn’t “ Caracalla laughs taking my free hand as we enter the senators home.

The house is smaller than the palatine walls and floors a glistening marble with expensive decorative vases and ornaments scattered around the halls as people bustle through talking to each other, a band are singing with instruments playing and exotic foods like rhino are on the table as we walk in things fall silent as they turn to look at us 

senator thraex comes up “ ah emperors empress welcome to my home I hope you’ll enjoy yourself indulge in some food you look starved” he smiles as he kisses Caracalla and getas hands I hold onto Caracallas arm tightly as I get knocked into by others causing me to stumble slightly “ ugh watch where you’re going “ I snap slightly staring daggers at one of the women who barged I to me “ my apologies my lady” they bow their heads rushing of quickly “ do they bother you my love” Geta asks his voice low as I shake my head “ it’s quite alright” I smile through gritted teeth trying to hide my growing annoyance, following them to a large seat at the front of the hall “ this is for you the best seats in the house “ senator thraex smiles starting to blabber on as we take a seat I sit between both boys sitting comfortably as the senator leaves us to our own company.

“ there’s a lot of people here” I say looking at Geta as he pulls my back into his chest  humming in agreement I giggle slightly as Caracalla pulls my legs into his lap “ get comfortable song bird thier will he lots of sitting around and chatter” he smirks as he spots the horde of concubines coming towards our direction gathering around us I can’t help but let a grimace slip on my face watching how they beg for attention from those above them. A woman sits on the arm of the sofa next to Geta, her left tit hanging out of her revealing garments as she strokes his arm gently giggling sweet nothings into his ears making me feel sick and a rather feminine looking man sits bellow Caracalla resting against his knee slightly as he leans back against Caracallas open man spread his hand wandering closer to my thigh every so often making me flinch back slightly. The others seem to just gather around watching everyone. 

Suddenly senator thraex enters the room again clapping to get everyone’s attention “ everyone get back get back” he announces before turning to look at us again bowing “ my emperors, lords, ladies and gentlemen and senators for your entertainment, the art of combat” the crowd seems to get excited gasping and clapping as i feel the emperors shuffle forward in their seats moving me with them. Now I’m closer the the male concubine, who’s hand now seems to be caressing my thigh causing uncomfortable goose bumps to form under his touch. I swat his hand away making him chuckle just to move his hand back moving it higher, I sit up causing getas attention to fall back to me, I look at the man dead in the eye as grabbing his wrist “ touch me again and I will cut your hand off do you hear me” I snarl under my breath glaring at him he nods snatching his hand out of my grip his breath escaping him with a grumbling sigh as I lay back into getas arms I smile up at him “ all is fine my love” I reassure him as he looks back at thraex “ may I present the barbarian vs from my own stable the mighty Vichek!” He announces clapping as both men are brought out everyone claps observing both opponents. 

Geta leans to my ear “ who shall we bet on” he looks at me with cunning eyes as I look back at both men the Barbarian seemed small but looked strong willed and fast in his feet and the other seemed big and bulky with muscles but that could limit the matter of wit “ the barbarian” I look at Geta “ he may not have a lot to his name but there’s something about him” Caracalla looks at me hearing my words “ I agree with her brother” they exchange a look then geta turns to macrinus “ is this your gladiator “ he asks his voice raising over the applause “ it’s is” macrinus responds bowing his head slightly as he talks “ three rounds, hand to hand” thraex calls out just to be inerupted by Caracalla “ swords, we want swords a fight to the death” he taps the cheek of the man say infront of him receiving a fucked out look from the boy as he leans back on himself making me giggle as Caracalla rests his hand on my leg squeezing my thigh with a slight bruising force a smug look drifting over his face as his tongue brushes over his bottom lip “no quarter to be offered or given” he glances at Geta “ fight now” his voice impatient as two guards give the men their swords.

I turn to Geta “ isn’t this a bit dangerous giving two slaves swords in an open area such as this” he raises an eye brow hesitating for a second to think as the woman sat on the arm laughs looking at me “ it’s all for the fun my lady, don’t be so worried “ I look at her my lip curling slightly “ I wasn’t talking to you” i grumble slightly as getas hand meets my waist “we’ll be fine my love” his thumb rubs up and down my side as the fight begins. 

Both men circle each other “ brother let’s not kill each other for the sake of their amusement “ the barbarian states just to get lunged at by his opponent I watch my full interest being sucked in as two men dance about their blades occasionally clanging together or ripping through flesh that’s when a bust is picked up off a table and smashed into the mighty Vichek’s head causing him to fall back dazed, a laugh slips from my lips as the two rugish men punch and beat each other punch kicking biting tackling all of the above then the barbarian is slammed into a table I slip off the seat onto the floor next to the male concubine not bothered of how unladylike it appears watching wide eyed my breath heavy with some sort of pleasure, an entertained grin spread across my face as the barbarian stabs the mighty Vichek through the stomach till the blade is visible the other side then he pulls it out the man falling to the floor in a puddle of his own blood I clap my hands applauding such a fight as Geta stands “ remarkable “ he tells laughing as he turns to macrinus “ congratulations “ he smiles looking at the gladiator again “ remarkable “ he repeats himself wandering up to the man “ from where do you hail” he questions his voice filled with confidence just to receive silence back “ speak” he orders “ I said speak” he steps even closer I raise to my feet joining his side taking his hand in mine “ he is from the colonies your majesty his native tongue is all he understands “ macrinus steps in his voice lower than getas but still clear. 

Then the barbarian steps forward out of breath as he pants “ the gates of hell are open night and day smooth is the decent and easy is the way “ he laughs at getas confusion as I hold onto his arm tighter staring at the gladiator as spit comes out of his mouth landing on us with each word causing me to flinch back each time “ but, to come back from hell and to view the cheerful skies in this the task and mighty labour lies “ he stares at Geta a toothy smile on his face as he pants for his breath “ poetry” I mumble under my breath “ by Virgil my love” I look at Geta “ how do you know such a thing” I question looking at the rugged gladiator still not letting go of getas arm as Caracalla wanders towards us “ poetry, very clever macrinus” he laughs as everyone else does “ I’ve grown so bored but you surprise me “ he looks at macrinus laughing more as I turn to him “ to amuse you is my only wish” macrinus assures us with a smile “ we are amused, we are amused” Geta says eyes not leaving the gladiators his grip on my arm tightening

“ we all look forward to seeing your poet perform in the arena “ he smiles as macrinus nods “ so do I your majesties thank you” then the gladiator gets taken away soon to be followed by macrinus. 

Geta and Caracalla exchange looks as I look down at my tunic seeing blood splatters dotted across the fabric I look up and them smiling as we both go back to the sofa the excitement still buzzing in the air as we sip wine and discussing “ you seemed excited “ Caracalla chuckles his hand poking at the splatters of blood on my clothes playing a game of connect the dots “ it was incredible I felt completely compelled “ geta kisses my neck gently “ we knew you’d love it” I lean back on both feeling completely different as if coming down from some sort of high .

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As the day continues to go on, I’m laid back against both brothers after drinking a tad to much wine, my head is spinning slightly as Geta strokes my head gently looking down at me a smile on his face as I look so relaxed no longer bothered by the fact that the concubines have gained more confidence by moving closer to Geta and Caracalla. 

the woman has her hand on getas chest her fingers tangling with his chest hair, as the male concubine sits closer to Caracalla his hand palming the bulge under his robe as Caracalla kisses along his shoulder a dazed grin on his face. I stay laying down half asleep as thraex makes his way towards us “ emperors would your lady like a room she appears quite exhausted “ he offers looking down at me my eyelashes fluttering slightly at I look at him “ I’m quite comfortable here, thank you” I mumble my words slurred as I snuggle down Geta smiles down at me as he places a kiss on my forehead “ leave her be thraex, she’s fine” Caracalla looks down at me “ do you want anything my love” he asks smiling at me with hooded eyes “ I’m alright” I smile closing my eyes again sinking back into their touch.  

When I wake up I’m curled up between both emperors a wool blanket had been placed over me a male concubine kneels infront of me looking at me, his hand running over my head similarly to how getas was. Geta has a girl in his lap and Caracalla has the other male concubine on his, both of the occupied by both whores who seem to be drowning in the emperors attention . 

My eyes blink getting used to the light around me “ I don’t feel to good” I mumble slightly as the male hushed me “ you’re ok sweet empress “ he coos his voice soft and masculine as I lean more into his touch, it makes both emperors chuckle “ I told you she’d be fine with him brother ” Caracalla chortles a grin on his face the concubine in his lap leans in, taking his bottom lip between his teeth biting it playfully I sit up using the man sat in front of me as support he holds me up slightly, stabling me my head spinning as I move too quickly. 

I look across to both geta and Caracalla observing the state they’re in with whores on their laps giving them everything they could want, I can’t help but roll my eyes as the one on Caracallas lap reaches out to touch my thigh similarly to before my warning still tasting strong on my tongue as i look down at his hand a softer  expression washing over me for a second as i lean to the tray placed next to Geta, I pick up a blade quickly stabbing it into his hand my eyes wild and manic as a devilish laugh escapes Caracalla he stares at the man who screams out “ I warned you pretty boy I told you not to touch me” I pull the blade out his blood spurting out onto my dress ruining it “ now look you’ve ruined my dress” I stand up looking down at the man who clutches his hand hysterical cries escaping him as Caracalla pushes him off of his lap “ you always seem to surprise me “ he breaths against my ear as he takes the blade from my hand passing it to one of the guards who quickly disposes it. 

“ I warned him” I sigh tutting under my breath as I look at the man slowly passing out on the floor I let a small laugh escape me “ but he just kept pushing” a fire seems to be lit behind my eyes as Geta joins my side his hand reaching my shoulder “ come my love, we should leave now” he insists his voice slightly hurried, as we walk back out the the chariot waiting for us when I get in I notice the blood dripping from my thigh from where the knife had gone through the man’s hand and had stabbed into my thigh not to the point where it’s to noticeable. I look at them as they sit opposite me staring “ what” I ask looking at them confused “ I think today went quite well” I smile sweetly at them as they both laugh as we start going back towards the palace 

“ it’s seems sometimes everyone has to get their anger out” Geta looks at me as he observes my face as I watch the streets through the window “ I enjoyed the gladiator fight” I smile sweetly “ and the poetry” I giggle looking down “ I’m sorry if my actions were out of order” he smiles slightly “ they were slightly unusuall, but I think those in court are aware of the madness that comes with royalty” Caracalla looks at me his eyes slightly glossy as he stares his mouth ajar “ you’re even more beautiful covered in blood, red suits you”he smirks shuffling closer to me “ thank you, but I do not want to get too used to having my clothes tainted with blood unless it’s fully necessary “ he smirks his hand moving to my thigh “ it’s always necessary “ his voice is low against my neck a gasp escapes my lips as i move into his lap kissing him passionately his hands instantly moving to my waist as he chuckles “ Caracalla, brother don’t get carried away” Geta warns his brother eyes glaring slightly “ you’re only jealous “ Caracalla scoffs I lean back tilting my head upside down to look at Geta I smile as I pull him down to kiss me a moan escaping my lips as Caracalla kisses down my chest leaving dark red marks along my collar bone 

“ it’s improper to do this before our marriage the gods will be angry “ Geta sighs looking at me “ but gods I want to” he growns “ just a few days left” I giggle kissing him gently as he smiles “ they couldn’t go any slower “ Caracalla chuckles pulling me back up onto his lap his hand landing on my lower stomach “ can’t wait till you’re full of our seed, you belly swollen with our heir” I look at him blushing violently “ it won’t take long” geta smirks looking at me “ I’m sure you’ll be a great mother, i saw how you were with that girl on the streets” he smiles looking at me as i nod “ I’ve always dreamt of having children” I smile sweetly looking at them “ a little girl to pick flowers with and a boy to grow as strong as his father” I lay me head back closing my eyes imagining it “let us hope we can make these dreams a reality” Geta smiles as I hum quietly in response as the chariot pulls to a halt and the door opens welcoming us back to our home. 

As we enter the building my maids rush to me “ my lady a bath has been run for you and a healer has been sent to your chamber” her voice is so fast that it’s barely understandable “ thank you but I’m fine” I look at her “ but you’re bleeding my lady “ she stutters her eyes meeting mine for a second “ there’s no need to worry” I reassure her turning to Geta and Caracalla “ go bathe song bird we have important things to attend to” Geta insists smiling as he places a kiss on my head “ will i see you before bed” I look at them both “ of course my lady” Caracalla smiles kissing my cheek “ be good” he whispers in my ear his hand landing on my ass with a smack making me blush violently as he pulls away walking to the opposite direction . 

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Cinderella Boy's Writing is AMAZING

The way Punko manages to subvert tropes and expectations is actually INCREDIBLE. It's one of my favorite things about CB; each week, we get a glimpse into what the next arc holds, and despite the theorizing and jokes, we end up blissfully surprised every single time.

Chase is super sick and you THINK that's going to be the big focus of the arc but no, actually, it's the reveal of Buddy knowing Chase's name and it's Buddy petting Chase's hair and it's Buddy chewing out Deacon.

Prunella gets a key and you THINK she's going to be a regular addition the way Deacon was, but no, actually, it's a new point of tension and suspense because nobody knows how Buddy's going to take it or how dangerous it is for her, but everyone knows it isn't going to end well.

My personal favorite: Everyone being so excited for Chase's reaction to vampire Buddy and Chase fully walking past the guy several times. That's peak cinema guys. It's been weeks and I'm still stuck on how brilliant and hilarious that was.

Anyway, it's part of why I get so excited for each update. There's always *some* twist, regardless of how big or plot-critical, that gets me excited to see the idiots in action.

As always, great job Punko <3

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Team Hollow at your service ~💖 @jaiscbstash apple pin design 🥰

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Her: you better not be a mischievous cunty goth catboy when i get there

My unruly ass:

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Cursed Lips Sink Ships

A/N: Nothin special.. Just out fave cursed speaker takin things a bit too far..

Toge didn't mean to. He swear on all that he honors the word just slipped from his lips. If any ones to blame it should be you. Two of you in a empty class room, supposed to be practicing a few techniques. That went out the window when you tripped, grabbing onto Toge's arm and taking him down with you.

He absolutely cannot recall how it ended up with you shamelessly writhing in his lap nude. One hand sloshing around inside your hungry lil puss while the other kneads your tit, deep blue manicured fingers massaging the soft flesh roughly as you moan out to him.

"Tooogeee! You see it? Don't look away, pussy's so wet for you. She likes you so much, huh? Know you like it too. Dont think I can't feel how h-hard your dick is. Bet it's as pretty as you are.. Mmmm.. Keep watching."

So he stares at you through the wide, long mirror adorning the thin wall. The sight and nasty filth spewing from your alluring lips makes his dick twitch and leak in his black slacks. Bad enough they're fucking drenched from the mess spillin outta you and he doesn't have a second pair with him.

"Doing so gooood, Toge. Listen like such a good boy. Ahhh.. Got me so close, gonna cum on my fingers so hard."

Fuck, he wants to see that. NEEDS to see it like he needs air. Toge just hopes he can hold his nut before then. It doesn't help that your ass repeatedly grinds slow circles on his cock. Doesn't help at all that you smell so good: like fresh fruit and blossoms and he doesn't know why that's so arousing.

"Ohfuckohfuck! Never felt this good before. Cause of you, Toge. All cause of youuu!"

Now he has to close his eyes for a moment, can't take the way your head leans back on his shoulder as you stare up at him in a daze. Body so soft, curves on display as you press against him sensually.

He doesn't understand how you think he can endure this. Just the sounds of your loud sloppy finger fuck is finna make him abandon this lil charade. He's bout to have the whole school hear the wails he can draw from your glossy lined lips.

"Open your eyes, Toge. Mmmfuck- gotta keep your pretty eyes on me, member? Eyes on me and n-no touchin. Then maybe I let you get a taste.."

Toge gulps, eyes opening as he squirms into the hard floor. His nails dig sharply into his thighs, hoping that's enough to keep from pinning you down and stuffing his face into your puffy brown folds.

"Ohhhh! Toge! Toge, I'm so close! You ready? Huh, baby? Ahhhfuh- wanna see me cum?"

Its cute how quick he nods for you, gaze so desperate as he stares in-between your legs through the reflection. So fuckin thirsty for it as you lose control in his arms, goosebumps covering his skin when your fingers rub neat little circles on your clit.

"Almost theeeere-"

'Come on, sweetheart.' Toge thinks. 'Cum for me. Lemme have it, y/n. Cum, cum, cum-.'

"Cum."

He doesn't mean to, the word spilling from his lips before he can stop. Cursed energy flowing out with it, compelling you to obey forcefully. The orgasm is so fuckin ferocious, forces your pitiful lil puss to contract around your fingers powerfully. It doesnt matter that you rip both hands from your overstimulated frame, still cumming like you got direct pressure on your throbbing lil button.

"P-plee-easse To! S-stooop! STOP!"

The amount of liquid that comes outta you is insane, bathing Toge's lower half as you drain your pussy on his clothed cock. You buck so widly in his lap, he has to grip your spasming body tight. Just cant take his eye's of your reflection, watching when you reach back to grip the hair at his nape to anchor yourself.

"Togeeee!"

Toge's so sorry, so so fuckin sorry. Can't believe he got caught slippin like this. He doesn't know how to help you more than covering up your hysterical shrieks with his palm as he cradles your body to his. Feels like Satan himself when he has to tense his gut to not buss at the scene before him.

"Salmon.. Salmon.." He whispers soothingly at your ear, apologizing over and over.

You cum for a full minute, the longest 60 seconds of your fucking life. Can't breath or see pass the tunnel vision as your sweaty frame goes limp in Toge's arm. Don't feel him shakin your body frantically and tappin at your warm cheek as he tries to wake you. You're completely outta it when Saturo clears his throat, knockin sharply outside the classroom door.

"Is everyone- uh.. Everything okay in there?"

[h0llyw0lly]

As a Cinderella Boy reader and fast-passer Idk where else to put this but I have THOUGHTS okay. Fast-pass episode 58 spoilers below the cut (obviously)

OKAY SO, “STILL WATERS PT.2” WAS PAINFUL, but I have thoughts. Not great thoughts cuz season finale be upon thee, but thoughts that need out! Chase has mentioned several times in previous chapters that he dislikes boats. Deacon laughs it off and says it’s just cuz he gets seasick, but he didn’t seem so seasick on the little ferry that rode calmly on a quaint lake.

Chase ALSO didn’t want to do the book where their ship wrecks and he and Deacon would get stranded on an island until Deacon said they’d use the bookmark trick and just chill on the beach.

He claims he doesn’t like water when Buddy tossed him in the ocean as revenge for a beach ball to the face (LOL) but he didn’t mind it all that much because it was shallow water. He DID NOT want to go in Deacon’s Ship books because storms are in the name and the water would likely be rough and deep and dangerous.

Now water is seeping in from everywhere and filling up the book and Chase is panicking about being stuck in a book with sudden rising water.

Do you see where I’m going here???

Guys. GUYS. I don’t think our boy can swim.

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i'm cooking up a stargoth buffet

what do we think 🙏🙏

it will be posted on ao3 but for now i'm still drafting a plot :) most of this text is plot for the book they travel into so i still need to figure out the actual plot of what happens lolol. if anyone has any ideas feel free to share!!

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♡ boyfriend iwaizumi hajime

pairing → iwaizumi hajime x reader genre → fluffwarnings → none word count → 611

• boyfriend iwaizumi is usually rough and blunt in his actions and words, but he tries to be as gentle as possible if it's you. • you don't mind because you know he's trying to be better and you appreciate him his efforts.

• boyfriend iwaizumi loves doing skin care with you. • he is going to complain the entire time, like "ah shit, it's too cold." or "how long will it take for this to dry?" and also "don't peel it off! it hurts!!" • but he will certainly join you for another session again.

• boyfriend iwaizumi sends you memes at any time of the day, whether it be in the morning before leaving for work or at 2:30 am. • "this you lol." • and you HAVE to send another one back to match his energy.

• boyfriend iwaizumi crashes at your apartment whenever he has an exhausting day and doesn't feel like driving to his place. • one reason may be that his workplace is closer to yours than it is to his. • but you surely know that the main reason is your company and the meals that you feed him yourself. • he sometimes stays the night as he demands your cuddles and featherlight strokes on his back before going to sleep.

• boyfriend iwaizumi wakes up way before you and just stares lovingly at your sleeping face, chuckling a bit as he wipes off the drool from your chin. • he takes some photos of you before you wake up from your slumber as well.

• boyfriend iwaizumi doesn't know how to cook, but he just watches you prepare breakfast for both of you in the kitchen, occasionally kissing your neck whenever you walk past him. • once, he tried to make breakfast while you were sleeping. • and... he burned the eggs. • you do teach him some basic recipes from time to time so that he doesn't starve himself to death when he's at his own place.

• boyfriend iwaizumi identifies as the 'sunshine protector' and his pronouns are protect/atallcosts. • not the oh-so-protective type; he knows you can take care of yourself and trusts you wholeheartedly. • the protective mode is on when he finds anyone looking at you with unholy intentions or harassing you. • he WILL punch the living hell out of the said person.

• boyfriend iwaizumi is used to getting his ass smacked by you every now and then. • he doesn't really understand why you're obsessed with his butt, although you try your best to explain to him that his ass is delicious you just can't help it. • you find yourself touching his biceps and chest as well. • "...you good, y/n?" "excuse me? it's not my fault you have insane body proportions."

• boyfriend iwaizumi is super touchy. • he just can't walk with you unless he's touching you. • your arms brushing past each other, holding hands, his arm around your waist or shoulders—he just has to keep touching you otherwise he won't function.

• boyfriend iwaizumi melts when you take the initiative to kiss him first. • it's usually the other way around, but when you suddenly kiss him out of the blue, his face turns as red as a cherry. • he may show annoyance, but of course he loves it so much. he just hates to admit it.

• boyfriend iwaizumi will leave everything behind just to tend to your needs if you're having a bad day. • he buys you your favourite snacks and other stuff to cheer you up. • he lets you cry on his shoulder; it doesn't matter if your tears or even your snot is ruining his shirt.

• boyfriend iwaizumi goes above and beyond just to see you smile. he loves you more than just to the moon and back.

[oorangejuiceloverr]

clover ii human version

i havent drawn something and finished it in so long

[pali-and-proud]

ngl, if I was a mall goth with a tense and complicated past that resulted in me being an absolute nightmare to the first person who showed me true empathy and understanding only for that person to have a dead dad, a mother with CANCER, an aunt/uncle that are emotionally-neglectful, and gave up attending college to ensure his mom could get chemo? ohhhh Buddys stronger than me

[crownprincesspb]

Sour Album Cover X King of All Boy Bands

Thanks for all the support on my last post! When “we need to talk about buddy came out” I spent 10 minutes rereading the episode because I could not believe that the milkshake had flag on it which included a sticker. Chase then proceeded to put the sticker on his face which gave rise to this. My milkshakes have never come with a flag or a sticker 😡

[anxiously-awkward-simmer]

Oh my goodness!! Look how beautiful this food is in game! This is totally an appreciation and shout out post to @insimniacreations.

If you want some of the best Branded food CC for your game you definitely need to check out their work!! There is so much more but this is just what I was able to photograph. Check out their tumblr and patreon

[duckiefishie]

Did you know that I have a YouTube? Well guess what? You do now, I have a YouTube, here's my most recent video plz watch it

[p1tabread]

i did a thing

[nyxwanderland]

♡ kiss your scars

pairing → dazai osamu x reader genre → angst warnings → self harm, mentions of suicide word count → 937

it wasn't unusual when dazai would come knocking on your door in the middle of night. this time, however, was much more serious than before.

you slightly gasped as your eyes widened in horror at the awful sight of him. "osamu...?" your voice came out shakily, trying to process the wounds through the ripped shirt and sleeves. blood trickled down and seeped through his clothes, and his drenched body was trembling in the pouring weather outside.

you did not hesitate and immediately let him in, settling him on your couch and leaving him there to go to the kitchen as quickly as possible while distressing thoughts ran through your head. you returned to him with a first-aid kit in your hands. you always had it as a backup plan in case dazai was injured again.

dazai remained quiet as you took his shirt off, but only lightly shivered upon his wet torso coming into contact with the air in the lounge. his head just hung low, his wavy brown hair covering his eyes, as if he were too ashamed to look you in the eye.

you were shocked to see a gruesome slash on his chest that cut through the bandages wrapped around him at all times. the stabs weren't left unnoticed on his arm either. slowly removing his gauzes and discarding them in a metallic tray on the coffee table, you began treating his wounds.

it definitely wasn't the first time you saw him without bandages on, but it wasn't an every-day view. it touched you at the thought of how dazai trusted and felt safe with you with his body exposed, revealing his scars that no longer physically hurt but did emotionally.

you did know that he was out on a late-night mission, so it was fair to assume that he was ambushed on the way back or in the process. you wanted to ask him, but you chose to remain silent for now. neither did he.

as you were dressing his wounds, a few scars caught your attention that you had never seen before. one at his shoulder blade, near his collarbone on the neck, and a few on his abdomen. it seemed like they were inflicted a few days ago, judging from the whiteness that indicated that they had healed. he never told me about these... you thought while tidying up the materials that you used and gathering the unnecessary contents to throw in the trash.

your fingertips gently traced the marks on which you were eyeing as you muttered, "who... who did this to you?" your eyes shifted to the newly treated gash on his chest and you placed your hand on it carefully, making sure not to hurt him any longer.

you received no answer, so you repeated, "who did this to you, osamu?" your voice quivered. "were you hurt during your mission? and these... new scars?"

dazai took a deep breath. "i did." he did not bother to lift his head because he refused to look into your eyes filled with sorrow. "all of it."

"i... i see," you just murmured, ignoring the lump in your throat. you tried to bring your blurry vision back to normal, but tears welling in your eyes made it difficult. you did not want to cry in front of him—you wanted to be strong and be an emotional support for him.

you went into your room to bring his shirt (that he usually leaves in your wardrobe after crashing at your place) for him to wear. "do you want to eat anything? i have some dinner for y-"

"i'll just sleep," dazai interrupted, and you nodded. you extended your hand for him to hold, and he accepted. you guided him to your room, not letting go of his hand.

he laid down on your bed, and you covered him with blankets. you were leaving to give him some space, but you stopped in your tracks when dazai spoke, "i want you to hold me..."

✩

he was now fast asleep, his head on your chest, and your fingers were caressing his soft, wavy hair, occasionally scratching his scalp in the process. you couldn't help but kiss his forehead from time to time, fully knowing he loved it.

without realising it at first, you finally broke into tears, but you continued to nestle his hair as you tried your best to control your sobs. why... why does he have to go through this?

you hated how dazai discarded his needs for the sake of others so recklessly, how he just shut himself out randomly... how he just wanted to die at times.

he was your world, so you wanted to protect him. and there were times when he'd feel so much better. he would let his cheerful mask down and start opening up more. he himself would state that he never wanted to leave you behind so he stopped killing himself altogether, just for you. because of you and your support.

that did not mean at all that he would stop inflicting pain on himself from time to time. but it was never this bad, and you were now afraid it might go overboard.

you always wanted to kiss his scars and tell him they were beautiful, but deep down, you knew that dazai wasn't ready for this. you decided to give him some time.

but the vivid images of your beloved's scars were always going to haunt you. no matter what and when. in spite of all this, you stayed. just so that he can feel better. and you were never going to give up.