#mmmmm wanderer angst

[oneirocide]

wanderer cried when he was first given the gnosis because he was modelled after makoto, not ei. he was softer, kinder, gentler; made for peacetime, arts, and family. he was 'weak'.

ei learned her lesson and built the shogun after herself instead. merciless; a warrior. so wanderer, betrayed thrice and finally realising that kindness and weakness hurt, tried to change himself to resemble his mother instead of his aunt. he became ruthless, monstrous, cruel. and that hurt even more.

[magical-xirl-4]

Okay I officially like Scaramona…

[cissyenthusiast010155]

heyy can you make more cipher stories plss

Heyyy anon, ofc!! I can absolutely write more for Cipher (fast x) 😉 Here’s a little enemies to lovers for you <33 Hope you Enjoy!! 💞💞

Enemies to Fighting Lovers ~Cipher xFem CIA!Analyst!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, enemies to lovers, smut, angst, blood, stabbing, knives, teasing, kissing, fingering, more implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

Your mind went fuzzy as the sharp blade impaled your stomache. You could feel the blood oozing out of you. You gasped and immediately clasped your stomache.

The blonde chuckled as she let go of the blade, which she had just stabbed you with. She had you trapped up against your apartment wall, as she smirked wickedly.

“You didn’t think I’d come for you, after all the headaches you caused me…?” Cipher wickedly cooed in your ear.

Your eyes frantically looked around, as your mind was trying to comprehend the pain and experience it was being put through. The blondes hand then went for the hilt of the knife, and she twisted it inside you.

Your knees buckled and you let out a desperate groan. Your eyes rolled back, going white. The woman backed up slightly, watching you collapse against the wall with a Cheshire Cat grin plastered all over her face.

Cipher then bent down and swiftly pulled the knife out from your abdomen. You began to sob lightly in pain. Her hand angled the blade under your chin, directing your gaze up to her.

“Just a little CIA analyst…” she condescendingly purred, “Yet you caused so much trouble, naughty girl…”

Cipher chuckled, and then she left. She left you on the floor, in a pool of your own blood. Losing Consciousness. Dying.

Or so you thought…

When you woke up, you were in someone else’s bed. You immediately jumped up in the bed in shock, looking around frantically. But you immediately regretted it, as your abdomen was really sore.

You winced in pain. And then you heard that same fucking chuckle. You immediately looked up, and in front of you, against a wall, leaned Cipher. You immediately tried to jump up and make a break for it, but the spry woman leapt towards you and pinned you against the bed.

You squirmed underneath her hold, but to no avail. Cipher watched you squirm in amusement and pleasure.

“Get it all out…??” She mockingly sneered.

You hissed in her face in response. And she growled. Suddenly, before you could stop her, the woman teeth had sunk into your neck. Her bit down. Hard. Drawing blood and all. You let out a howl, that sounded too much like a moan for your liking…

Cipher pulled back from your neck, licking the blood off her lips in satisfaction. You squirmed again, trying to get out of the woman’s hold. But she only pinned you to the mattress even harder.

“Stop moving…” she growled, “You’re hurt” she gritted out.

“Fuck you…!” You spat in the blonde face.

“Mmmmm…” Cipher chuckled wickedly, “Careful what you wish for…”

Her hot mouth then began sucking and biting on your collar bone. And this time, the sound you let out was most definitely a moan. The blonde looked up at you with a wicked grin as you moaned.

“Enjoying this, are we…?” She cooed tauntingly.

“I hate you….” You gritted out.

The woman tilted her head at you with a sinister smile. Her one hand then began to wander down your figure, going underneath your pants and knickers. Your breath hitched.

“Tell me to stop.” Cipher sneered tauntingly.

You squirmed against her hold, hissing in her face once more, but said nothing. Then three of her fingers entered you.

“Ohh—!” You groaned, your eyes rolling back.

Cipher watched you squirm and take her fingers with pleasure all over her face. She was getting off on this… Her fingers pumped and curled inside you at a rough and harsh pace.

And you couldn’t help it… You found yourself cumming on her fingers within minutes. You felt so dirty.

“Such a naughty girl…” Cipher cooed wickedly, taking her fingers out of you and licking them clean.

You were red with shame and breathless after your mind shattering high.

“Tell me you want more.” The woman purred with her signature grin, knowing full well that you were now addicted to her.

“M-more p-please…” you whimpered, not longer squirming.

The blonde smirked in satisfaction at your answer as she moved down your body, her tongue trailing down your skin.

“You’re mine now, sweetheart…” Cipher hummed.

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Cipher Masterlist

[kpopluvrsblog]

Stuck in the middle

REQUESTED!

pairing : bnddom!jaehyun x fem!reader x bnddom!leehan

genre: WOOOO HERE WE GO. ANGST. fluff and of course smut

warnings: dom/sub, jealousy dynamics, rough, overstim, 3some etc etc etc (yk how my works go)

summary: Leehan’s been chasing you for as long as he remembers, but once Jaehyun beats him to the long felt confession, you have to chose between two very loving boys. Who will you choose…or will you not choose at all?

a/n: Lmk if y’all want individual endings. I’m still debating :)

“Hannie can you maybe like not breathe down my neck??” You sigh loudly. Once again leehan will NOT get off of your ass.

“You’re feeding my babies- I need to make sure you do it right.” He says sharply, still not moving an inch. “I’m literally just dropping the food in…” you reply with an eye roll, letting the last piece of food fall into the glowing fish tank.

“heh you’re right I just like looking at you y/n” he says with a smirk.

Just like always you disregard his words knowing it’s harmless. That’s just how he is right? Flirty with everyone.

“There, now they are all fed and healthy. Was that all?” You say now turning to face him as he finally takes a step back.

“mmmm you could give me a kiss?” He suggests smugly, trying to lean close before you maneuver your way to the front door.

“Stop being silly.” You reply, ears starting to burn from his actions along with the thought of kissing him.

“Hey, get home safe okay? Text me when you make it love.” He smiles sweetly, changing the subject as to not make you uncomfortable. Pet name slipping out as if you were together.

“As always hannie. See you later” You smile back. On your way home your mind wanders to leehan. He is truly handsome but you couldn’t jeopardize your close bond like that. He is flirty at nature and it’s extremely hard to tell if he means anything he says. Too scared of confrontation, you push your feelings away. Just being close to him is enough for you, even if it’s nothing more.

Pulling you out of your thoughts, your phone loudly rings. Checking the caller ID you read “myung baby” giggling at the nickname. Boy is always crying so it is pretty fitting for him.

“Helloooo” You answer the call.

“mmmmm pleassse” he mumbles through the phone.

“Hey hyun are you okay??” you say as your breath starts to pick up. He doesn’t usually act like this.

“come overrr y/n” The call abruptly stops.

Luckily his house was a mere 5 minutes from yours, quickly making your way over before banging on the door.

“I missed you” He immediately says before even fully opening the door.

“myung jaehyun you scared me asshole.” You pout shoving your way past him and making your way to his couch.

“I’m sorry” He responds smiling widely. “I just wanted to talk to you about something” he continues, allowing himself to sit next to you.

“Hyun maybe now isn’t a good time, I can see the drinks on your kitchen counter…”You start, eyes leading to see the alcohol stored away.

“I pinky promise you I am not drunk. I just needed a shot to get myself started for this.” He says, as you look over to him to see his ears slowly turning a bright red.

He continues before you get the chance to respond.

“I’m just going to be honest but you make my heart so warm y/n, genuinely. I can’t stop thinking about you and it kills me to not be able to call you mine. You’re just so perfect in every way and I can’t keep going on like these feelings don’t exist to me…I’m sorry i’m rambling” He stutters out as his hands shake, looking down to the floor.

“hyun baby, look at me” you say softly, warmth filling your chest with the love and care you’ve had for this boy. As he looks up into your eyes you grab his shaking hands to calm him.

“You cutie. I’ve felt the same for quite a while now. I mean, I wanted to become friends with you in the first place because I had an interest in you.” How could you not with the way he makes you laugh and takes care of you like no other. He makes you feel like you are the only person in his world and you have noticed the tension for a few weeks by now.

“Stop I will cry right now.” He says in shock, a huge smile adorning his pretty face. “Will you be mine then? Will you let me call you mine from now on?” He asks, biting his lip in the process, the tension pulling on the strings even more. “Of course baby-“ You don’t finish before he pulls you into a big hug, practically squeezing you.

He quickly pulls away to look you in the eyes, will both of you blushing he moves his hand to hold your cheek, eyes moving fast between your lips and so forth. You waste no time, leaning in to feel the comfort of his plush lips. Starting with only a peck, he smiles before pulling you back to his lips, letting them move steadily against each other. It quickly gets messy as he tilts his head to go in deeper, allowing his tongue to slide into your mouth.

“hyun” You gasp aloud, causing him to let out a sigh. He shifts you both so you are now on top of his thighs. You start to roll your hips onto his, needing to feel something as you start to feel a wetness pool down your thighs. You both moan into each other mouths as the pleasure is unbearable.

He pulls away suddenly to look you in the eyes once more, his eyes glossed over and lust prominently showing.

“Please baby do you want this. I’ve wanted you for so long I won’t be able to stop.” He says deeply, hands gripping your waist to keep you moving on top of him, his boner now struggling to stay in his pants.

“Fuck please hyun I need you so bad.” you moan, moving your head to the side of his neck and sucking pretty marks onto his soft skin. He leans his head back giving you space before abruptly lifting you up as if you weighted nothing. Bringing you both to his dimly lit bedroom and throwing you onto the bed before getting on top of you. He grabs your wrists and pins you down, lips moving to your neck now giving you the same treatment. His kisses hurt, for sure leaving his marks for all to see. He doesn’t want you to be able to cover these. He slowly lifts off your shirt, struggling to remove himself from your neck. Moaning uncontrollably into your skin. You tug on his hoodie, wanting to see him. He removes it swiftly and you gasp. His beautiful tan skin and toned stomach on display. The ache in your stomach growing stronger. You reach up to drag your nails against his stomach and he smirks down at you.

“Like what you see my love?” he asked in a soft voice, causing you to nod.

“fucking words.” he spits out. A complete contrast to before.

“Yes I love what I see, you’re so perfect hyun I need you so bad.” You whine out, needing to feel him inside of you. The praise getting to him as his cock twitches in his pants. He unbuckles his pants and without another second, takes his boxers off along with it. Letting his cock spring free to slap against his stomach. “So fucking thick.” you thoughtlessly moan out, legs rubbing together. ”let me suck you off please baby” you beg, now becoming needy for him, needing a sweet taste.

“Another time y/n. I fucking need you so bad it hurts, need to be inside.” He rants as he finally takes off your pants and underwear, leaving your pussy glistening for him. He moans and leans down to kiss and suck your breasts, fingers prodding at you entrance to prepare you for himself. He sticks two fingers in and moves quickly, the suction making it hard to move. “Ah jae fuck it feels so good.” you moan, hips moving in circles with his fingers. He curls them repeatedly inside of you for just a few seconds more.

“I’m so sorry baby this is going to hurt. I need to feel that on my cock. Just tell me if you can’t take it.” He says before grabbing his cock and lining himself to your entrance. He rubs his thick tip against your folds and your body shakes. He is so fucking big it’s unreal. He moves your legs to wrap around his waist, and starts to push himself through your tight walls.

“fuckkk let me in baby.” He groans throwing his head back. You bit your lip as he pushes and pushes, you feel every inch as your walls expand to let him fit. He harshly grabs your thighs and finally reaches the hilt. He sits for a minute, face scrunched and heavy breathing.

“You can move baby. Just fucking ruin me, im yours” You whisper to him and he whines aloud. He moves one hand to grab the headboard as the other grips your waist. He pulls himself out of your tight walls, leaving only the tip before forcing himself back in. You both moan loudly and he starts to move at a faster pace. His hips slam against yours as your pussy compulses against his cock. It feels so fucking good. The bed creaks as your moans fill the air, he angles his hips to hit the spongy spot inside of you.

“Fuck dont stop please” You whine.

“wasn’t planning on it pretty.” he barely gets out before whining once more. “So fucking tight I can cum any minute babygirl.” He moans

He starts to push himself harder into you, slapping noises filling his apartment. He slides in effortlessly now losing rhythm.

“inside” you moan. He immediately grabs onto your hips with both hands, lifting you up and pounding into you, his hips rubbing against your clit as your release hits you harder than ever. “fuck fuck gonna give you my babies, m gonna fill you up so good.” Jaehyun cums inside of you when he feels you convulse, streams of warm cum filling your walls until its dripping out. “Fuck I came so much.” He smiles down at you leaning down to kiss you and rub your sides.

“baby we made a mess” You whine out making him laugh at you. “I couldn’t help it you’re so hot. He responded smiling into your kiss. He reluctantly pulls out of your warm embrace, more of his cum dripping on the sheets, he looks away quickly before he gets hard again, knowing he already worn you out. “I’ll clean us up my love, rest your eyes.” and fuck after that you don’t need to be told twice

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jaehyun: Bro. I finally did it.

Leehan: Diddd what exactly?Jaehyun: I confessed to y/n last night!!! She said yes. You have no idea how happy I am to call her mine man.

Leehan: •••

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Fuming. Thats what leehan felt. He instantly left his house the moment he saw the text. How fucking dare jaehyun confess to you when he knew leehan had a thing for you as well. There was an agreement to make no moves and he fucking broke it. His heart slowly breaking to pieces, leehan makes his way over to jaehyun’s house. Knowing you were sleeping soundly in the upstairs bedroom with him.

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Using the hidden key, leehan slams jaehyuns apartment door open, only to be met with a sleepy jaehyun making his way down the steps. Jaehyun immediately freezes in his steps knowing what’s to come is no good.

“Are you fucking serious dude.” leehan deadpans, slowly inching his way closer to the shocked boy.

“What…Why are you here?!” Jaehyun responds hastly.

“Shut the fuck up. I’ve been chasing her for YEARS and all the sudden you think you can steal her from me like that???” Leehan says as his face turns red, fists clenching. Leehan suddenly swings to punch the wall behind jaehyun.

“Bro calm down please… You know I wanted her just as ba-“ Jaehyun is caught off guard when leehan suddenly grabs him and pushes him out of the still open door, quickly shutting it and locking him out.

“LEEHAN ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW???” Jaehyun yells angrily from the other side. “It’s either this or I punch you. You broke our code fucker.” leehan says coldy, storming off to go upstairs knowing you were still in his bed. The thought makes his blood boil, now regretting not punching his friend.

Leehan swings the door open to see you still sleeping soundly, wrapped in the silk sheets looking as gorgeous as ever. “oh my baby” Leehan says quietly, walking towards you. His anger now dissipating as he looks down at you.

Feeling a sudden weight on the bed you open your eyes. Realizing this was not your so called boyfriend you shoot up in shock. “LEEHAN??! What the fuck are you doing here?? Where’s jaehyun.” You start to rant before he shushed you.

“Too many questions. Let me talk.” He says shortly. He quickly leans down to trap your lips with his. You try to push him off but it’s no use as he pins you down by your arms. He slowly moves his lips against yours. Why are you starting to feel hot…. Sure you always thought he was fine but you have a boyfriend now, this is NOT right. After seconds he pulls away, a trail of spit connecting you both.

“LEEHAN. You can’t just do that- That’s not- what..” You cant form a proper sentence now, only to open your eyes to see tears in leehans.

“Leehan what…What’s going on i’m so lost..” You finally stutter out.

Leehans tears start to fall slowly. “I’m so fucking sorry y/n I couldn’t help it. I love you so much I know it’s sudden but I’ve loved you before I even introduced you to jaehyun. It’s just not fair.” He starts to cry harder, shoving his face into your neck as he hiccups. “You should be with me, not him. I tried so hard to get you to feel the same for me and I regret never confessing earlier. It hurts so bad y/n make it stop please.” He whines into your neck.

your hearts breaks in two, now seeing that the man you’ve fallen for all these years ago had always loved you back, the moment you try to move on it all comes crashing down. Seeing him in tears hurts more than anything. You move your hands to wrap around him, the feeling of love that you’ve always felt hits back, warmth filling your heart. “I’ve always loved you leehan, trying to force myself to move on from you is the hardest thing i’ve ever tried to do. I always thought you were just teasing me because you knew I liked you…” you say softly to him.

“I love you y/n you don’t understand .” He says, lifting his head to look into your eyes “please let me prove it to you. Let me make you feel things he could never do for you.” He finishes, bringing himself back down to your lips, barely touching them. “Ill do it right this time. Can I kiss you please? Do you give me permission to please you baby?” He asked softly, strong arms wrapping around your body caressing gently.

“Please” Is all you can whisper out before he closes the distance. All thoughts of poor jaehyun leaving your mind, not even wondering where he is.

You’re mind is completely full of leehans soft lips moving against yours. Stealing your breath away. He starts to softly roll his hips into yours, pleasure already fulfilling your senses as you moan into his lips. You clench around nothing when you feel his hard on slide between your folds, He presses down hard into you, the desperation showing in his movements.

He starts to remove your pants and underwear at the same time, eager to see you. He lifts up the tshirt you are wearing, easily seeing how its jaehyuns and not your own. you make a move to slip it off before leehan stops you. “Keep it on.” He says darkly, sliding the shirt up just enough to suck on your tits. His toungue rolls around your nipple before harshly sucking. You can’t stop your hips from moving trying to get more friction.

“hannie take off your shirt I wanna see you” You mumble as you tug on his long hair. He bites his lip as he removes all of his clothes, now feeling too hot to keep anything on. You moan at the sight of his six pack, reaching out to touch the muscle, before looking down to see his long dick leaking from the tip.

“thats right baby.” He smirks before leaning down to kiss you again, his fully hard dick now against your soaking wet pussy.

“So wet baby.” He mumbles against your lips once more. “Can probably slide right in hm? Little slut doesn’t need prep?” He continues as he slides his dick between your folds.

“M’ not a slut” Is all you reply.

“Mmm you’re right honey, just a slut for me and my dick hm?” He asks as you nod eagerly.

“beg for me to put it in baby. Show me how bad you want me.”

His words turn you on so much, the wetness pooling between your thighs, ready for him to fuck you good.

“Please hannie been needing you for so long. Need you to fuck me baby, pleaseee” Is all you can say before he prods at your entrance with his tip. You both moan loudly as he slides in, not wasting any time to push himself as deep as he can go.

“fuckkkk my baby is so tight for me mmm” He says. Pulling halfway out before rocking his hips into your own, balls slapping against your thighs creating nasty sounds that turn you both on. He has a steady rhythm, biting his lip so hard he might start bleeding. His dick feels so good inside of you

“y/n ffuckkk” He cant stop the moans from leaving his mouth, hair sticking to his forehead as his eyes roll back. His dick hits the deepest parts of your body, hitting that spongy spot that knocks the breath out of you.

“WHAT THE FUCK” You both hear. Your heart beginning to beat out of your chest you try to move away from leehan. Only for him to pin you down and continue drilling into you.

“hannie stop please.” you whimper, tears threatening to fall from embarrassment.

Jaehyun storms to pull leehan away from you, his dick harshly sliding out of you causing you both to moan in agony.

“Get the fuck away from her you dirty bastard.” jaehyun says as his hearts breaks to pieces. “y/n how could you fall for his trap… I thought you loved me baby…” jaehyun finally looks at you, seeing his tshirt still covering your body and the wetness between your thighs causes his dick to twitch.

“Jaehyunnie… I’m so fucking sorry I do lov”

You’re silenced with a leehan covering your mouth.

“Dont you fucking dare.” Leehan says with his eyes narrowed. “EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP.” Leehan finally snaps.

“You wanna fucking end this??” Leehan says now making eye contact with jaehyun. “Fuck her with me then. We’ll let the pretty baby pick, see who can make her feel better hm?” He ends now looking at your gorgeous body.

Jaehyun wants to decline, only wanting you for himself but seeing you so worn out gets him sooo horny.

“fine.” Is all be responds. Taking off his shirt quickly and getting on the bed to make out with you. Leehan rolls his eyes watching jaehyun taint your gorgeous lips.

“I’m finishing what I started.” Leehan says sharply. getting on the bed to pull you back to him, His dick easily sliding back into you as you both moan out. Not wanting to miss out jaehyun takes off his pants and boxers, his thick dick slapping against his stomach. You clench around leehan at the sight. Jaehyun moves closer to you and you take his dick in your mouth, trying your best to deepthroat him and make him feel good. The room is filled with panting and moans as leehan starts to slam into you now that jaehyun is watching, hand moving down to rub circles on your puffy clit.

“dont fucking come yet.” Jaehyun says, shoving his dick down your throat and pulling all the way out when you gag.

“think you can fit us both at the same time?” Jaehyun says making leehan finally slow down to a halt, doubting your poor tight pussy.

“Man she is so fucking tight you’ll need to prep her, I don’t want her in pain.” Leehan says with sincerity in his voice for once.

Nodding jaehyun makes his way to the bed and lays down. With your mind in a fuzzy state you don’t comprehend what they’re doing. Leehan leads you to sit on top of jaehyun dick, moaning out in unison once more. Jaehyun sticks his fingers inside of you along with this dick, the stretch painful.

“fuck I cant do it guys.” You finally speak up clenching your teeth.

“Can I fuck your ass?” Leehan wastes no time to ask. Watching you start to stutter and give no direct answers, Jaehyun lifts you a bit higher so leehan can fit his dick into your tight unused hole. He stretches you out with only one finger. You gasp at the feeling and clench down tight.

“Relax baby, you gotta let him in.” Jaehyun says soothingly, slowing starting to fuck up into you in order to distract you. Your moans of pleasure filling the room. After a minute he adds two more fingers and begins to scissor them inside of you.

“Oh fuck hannie pleaseee.” you moan out, pleasure filling every aspect of you. Leehan spits on his dick before sliding only the tip in, Jaehyun stilling inside of you to let you adjust.

“oh-oh feels weird hannie i cant.” Jaehyun shushes you with a kiss to your lips, letting leehan push himself farther into you as you scream out. Leehan stops finally hitting the hilt, you’re so tight he can barely move.

“shh baby you feel so fucking good mmm. Will feel so good for you in a minute promise y/n.” Leehan moans out, trying not to thrust inside of you. Jaehyun takes initiative and starts his thrusts, the bouncing making you slowly move back and forth onto leehans dick as well. After a second leehan pulls out and fucks into you as you moan uncontrollably, the pleasure is something you’ve never felt before. Both holes filled as they fuck you simultaneously. Now pounding into you, you feel your high coming close. The need to cum on their dicks so strong you can’t hold back.

“think she can cum leehanie?” Jaehyun asked breathlessly.

“Fuck yeah. ass so good for me baby go ahead and cum.” Leehans says, his high just a minute away.

Hearing this you let the band snap, cumming on them both as they continuously slide in and out of your wet pussy. Now creaming around jaehyuns cock, as your body shakes. Leehan hold you up, railing into you as hard as he can go.

“Fuck jaehyun you need to cum now. I need to fill her up too.” leehan groans, arms wrapping around you as your back is to his stomach, he mosns into your neck as your whining makes him impossibly closer.

“fuck m’ cumming inside baby.” Jaehyun says, his cock sliding deep inside of you as he makes little thrusts to empty himself. moaning loudly he throws his head back, Not even pulling out before leehan shoves himself into your pussy. The sudden stretch makes you immediately cum against both boys again, your pussy pulsating against them both while leehan cums inside of your walls. Painting it white along with jaehyuns mess. Feeling leehans big dick rub against his own, jaehyun had to hold his moans back, too tired to go once more. They both pull out together, your pussy now stretched out that their cums spill beneath you.

“hollllly fuck that was good.” Leehan says putting his jealousy aside. Jaehyun reluctantly

agrees, patting down your hair as you pant to yourself. Your eyes close uncontrollably.

“Let’s clean up.” Jaehyun says watching you breathe softly, not wanting to feel sticky or sleep in this mess.

“you got it.” leehan replies shortly. After cleaning and dressing you up. Jaehyun crawls into his bed next to you and pulls you to his chest.

“myung.” Leehan says coldy, making jaehyun release you instantly.

“sorry…” is all he can reply, just wanting to be alone with you. “no you’re right…no matter how much it hurts she still has to chose right?” he sadly responds, getting out of the bed as they both head downstairs.

she has to chose right.

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these words ring in your head as you dread your decision. Both boys have been nothing but sweet and amazing to you so how were you supposed to pick.

The boy leehan that has loved you for ages since you met, or the boy jaehyun that caught something for you after leehan introduced you both. Morning time rolls around and you want to throw up, so nervous to how their reaction will be.

“Oh look, princess is awake” leehan mumbles with food in his mouth. Both boys seemingly getting along like old times which makes you happy. How could you be the one to break apart this beautiful friendship.

“I’m not choosing” You instantly say. Making jaehyun choke on his cereal and leehan trying to pat his back to make sure he doesn’t die.

“sorry WHAT??” Jaehyun responds with his voice hoarse.

“whatdya mean not choosing??” Leehan says calmly, heart beating out of his chest.

“I mean it as in I love you both. Of course in your own different ways but I seriously can’t pick only one and break you guys apart…” you finally answer, sadness filling your heart.

“damn well. I wasn’t really looking for a three way relationship but I guess we can make it work.” Jaehyun says before leehans slaps him aside the head.

“bro. dont make it sound weird- we are NOT together. “ Their bickering makes you giggle to yourself. You make your way over to them and the both pull you into their embrace.

“hungry baby? we can cook you something” Leehan says sweetly.

maybe this relationship wont be so bad after all….

“technically im the only one dating y/n because you didn’t ask her out-“ jaehyun screams before leehan smacks him once more. “I SWEAR I will lock you outside again.”

Well… at least you have entertainment and two hot boys that love you dearly

[dystopicjumpsuit]

Double, Double Boil and Trouble - Part 3

A/N: This is part 3 my fic for the @rare-clone-fic-exchange, which I wrote for @goblininawig. Part 4 coming soon! The story takes place in a shared continuity with Stars Beyond Number, Martyrs and Kings, and “Do It Again,” but it stands alone and can be read independently of those fics.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Boil x Reader (GN; reader practices tasseomancy/reads tea leaves) 

Rating: T, but minors DNI

Wordcount: 2.5K

Warnings and tags: fluff; banter; DJ spent way too much time on a visual gag; angst

Summary: You and Boil test the limits of the GAR comms filter.

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gars-best-stache: You up? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Are you seriously booty calling me at four in the afternoon? gars-best-stache: It’s not a booty call. I’m halfway across the galaxy. Just thought your species might be nocturnal. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I’m human, you stale baguette. gars-best-stache: You sure about that? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: [MESSAGE REDACTED BY GAR OBSCENITY FILTER] languishing-in-obscuri-tea: WTK, they censor your messages? gars-best-stache: Everything gets scanned when we’re deployed. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: [MESSAGE REDACTED BY GAR OBSCENITY FILTER] languishing-in-obscuri-tea: That’s a *heck* of a way to live. Happy now, censors? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: HA! It worked! gars-best-stache: You’ll have to tell me what you were trying to say next time I’m on Trip Zip. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: TF is Trip Zip? gars-best-stache: Coruscant languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Do I want to ask for an explanation, or is it something boring? gars-best-stache: It’s boring. Let’s talk about something much more interesting: me. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: [MESSAGE REDACTED BY GAR OBSCENITY FILTER]

That was how it started. Simple, mundane messages about your day: he’d complain about his bunkmates’ snoring; you’d describe the most bizarre patrons you saw wandering into the bar next to your shop. He’d send you holos of his favorite gunship nose art; you’d send him silly things you found on the holonet. 

languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Where you at? gars-best-stache: Headed to Kiros. GAR rations are disgusting. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Sucks to be you. I’m eating crumblebuns and spiced tea right now. gars-best-stache: Maker, why would you tell me that? Are you trying to torture me? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Mmmmm, crumblebuns… gars-best-stache: I hate you. gars-best-stache: …  gars-best-stache: Can you send me a holo?

Galactic time zones being what they were, Boil’s messages were sporadic and unpredictable. More than once, you lay awake all night, exchanging messages for hours, never talking about anything serious, but strangely reluctant to stop. 

gars-best-stache: Saw this bird while I was on patrol, reminded me of you.

languishing-in-obscuri-tea: First of all, that bird is glorious, and I’ll take the comparison as a compliment. Secondly, [REDACT] you. gars-best-stache: … did you just redact your own message? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I wanted to be sure you got it. Where you at? gars-best-stache: [MESSAGE REDACTED BY GAR SECURITY FILTER] gars-best-stache: Oops, guess it’s classified.

By unspoken agreement, you both kept things light. Boil had a hard enough time opening up in person; there was simply no way he would be willing to show the vulnerability you’d glimpsed in a holomessage that was subject to GAR scans. 

gars-best-stache: How are things in the con-artist industry? Taken any unsuspecting tourists for all they’re worth lately? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Careful. I might hex your pillow so it’s never cool again. gars-best-stache: That the best you can do? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Not even close. I could curse one of your boots so it always squeaks, or make it so your caf is always either too hot or lukewarm. gars-best-stache: Oooh, I’m so scared. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Tremble before my wrath.

Some days, he’d send dozens of messages; others, only one or two. Sometimes a week would pass with no word from him, and you knew he must be in active combat. The churn of anxiety in your gut would worsen with each rotation until, at last, your datapad would chime and send you scrambling to check your messages. Not that you told him this, of course. You’d send some flippant comment and go back to your usual lighthearted exchanges.

languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Where you at? gars-best-stache: Hyperspace. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Am I allowed to know where you’re going? gars-best-stache: Nope. What did you do today? Aside from luring innocent victims to financial ruin, I mean. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Went to the charity shop. gars-best-stache: Get anything good? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I found the perfect gift for you. gars-best-stache: Aww, you bought me a present? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: 

gars-best-stache: [MESSAGE REDACTED BY GAR OBSCENITY FILTER] gars-best-stache: My stache is amazing! How dare you. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: That’s certainly one word for it. I’m amazed every time I see it. gars-best-stache: As you should be. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Amazed that none of your brothers have held you down and forcibly shaved it off. That thing is a crime against sentients. gars-best-stache: Didn’t realize it was a crime to look this good. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I’m calling the Corries. gars-best-stache: They’ll never take me alive!

One of the things that surprised you was just how kriffing boring GAR life was when the troopers weren’t risking their lives in active combat. The tedium and monotony of long hyperspace jumps with nothing to do and nothing to look at except the endless gray of durasteel walls—your soul shriveled at the very idea of such a drab existence. 

Of course, for Boil and the other clones, the alternative was the deadly chaos of the battlefield. It was no wonder the troopers were so ready to hit the entertainment district and blow off steam during their shore leaves. Thus, you took it upon yourself to entertain him.

languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I look hot as K today.  gars-best-stache: Holos or it didn’t happen. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: What’s the GAR policy on spicy holos? gars-best-stache: Wait, what? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: [IMAGE REDACTED BY GAR INDECENCY FILTER] languishing-in-obscuri-tea: I guess that answers that question. gars-best-stache: WHAT WAS IT?? languishing-in-obscuri-tea: 😏 gars-best-stache: You’re killing me. languishing-in-obscuri-tea: Where you at? gars-best-stache: Headed to Sarrish. Might get messy.

“Hellooooo,” Tas called, waving her hand in front of your face. “Anyone home?”

You glanced up from your datapad, blinking as your brain struggled to switch  gears. You stashed your datapad and gave the Dathomirian an irate glare that she definitely hadn’t earned.

“Don’t you have some runes to cast?” you asked.

“Nope, but one of your regulars is here,” she replied.

You peeked out into the reception room and spotted a clone trooper. He was wearing civilian clothes, but he wasn’t hard to identify. As he turned his head, you spotted the distinctive scar on his jaw—courtesy of a lightsaber, he’d once told you—and your mouth went dry as your heart began to pound.

“I think he has a crush on you,” Tas teased.

“He definitely doesn’t,” you muttered.

You quickly straightened your clothing and glanced in the mirror to make sure you didn’t have anything in your teeth. Straightening your shoulders, you plastered on your patented brilliant smile and walked out to greet him.

Not all armor is made of plastoid, you thought grimly.

He glanced up as you entered, his eyes as cold as ever. The broken nose was new, though. No doubt it had been well-earned. You were briefly envious of whatever lucky individual had broken it.

“Hello, Hart,” you said. “Welcome back.”

He nodded, and his eyes flicked past you to Tas. His jaw tensed, and you intervened quickly before he could say something awful to her. She might have been a Nightsister, but she was the softest marshmallow imaginable, and you’d be contractually obligated to murder Hart if he hurt her feelings. Not that you had any particular objection to the idea, but bloodstains were so hard to get out of the carpet. Best to avoid them if possible.

“Right this way,” you gestured toward your reading room.

“I know,” he growled.

You ushered him into the room and closed the door. “Is there any particular advice or guidance you need today?”

Like maybe a complete personality transplant?

“Cut the kark,” he said. “You know why I’m here.”

You felt your teeth clench, and you suspected that your signature smile might have briefly morphed into a snarl before you recovered.

“Indeed, I do, Captain,” you said in a voice so artificially sweet you could practically feel the cavities forming. “But my readings take at least fifteen minutes, so you might as well get comfortable if you don’t want anyone to suspect why you’re really here. Would you care for tea?”

“No.”

Suppressing the urge to roll your eyes, you rummaged through your tea cabinet until you found the tiny latch you were searching for. You flicked it open, and the back of the cabinet slid down to reveal a hidden compartment. You withdrew a small case and handed it to Hart without a word.

He opened it and glanced through the contents.

“It’s all there,” you said.

He grunted, then glanced impatiently at his chrono. “Kriffin’ hell, how has it only been three minutes?”

You shrugged and began to brew a pot of tea. “Might as well make the best of it.”

He grumbled, then reluctantly asked, “Do you have any of those chocolate biscuits from last time?”

“Those are only for people I like,” you replied. “You can have the boring ones.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, but still ate the plain biscuits you gave him. You assumed that Hart’s sweet tooth was even bigger than most of the troopers’ to offset his general sourness.

“Milk? Sugar? Lemon?” you offered more out of habit than hospitality.

“You have milk?” he asked.

You pulled the bottle out of your mini-conservator and passed it to him.

“I’m taking this,” he said, then he grabbed the packet of biscuits. “And these.”

He stood and strode toward the door.

“It’s only been ten minutes,” you pointed out as you followed him.

“Longest of my life,” he snapped.

You didn’t bother to suppress your eye roll this time. He threw open the door to your reading room and headed for the exit, pushing past Tas wordlessly. She watched him with an expression of astonishment, and when the door slammed behind him, she turned to you.

“Was that bantha milk?” she asked, baffled.

“Yeah,” you replied. “What a kriffin’ weirdo.”

“Hmm,” she said contemplatively. “Kind of hot, though.”

You snorted. “Maybe if you have a thing for sociopaths.”

“He can’t be that bad,” she laughed.

“He’s worse. Want a cup of tea? I’d just finished making a pot when he decided he didn’t require my services today.”

She gasped in faux outrage. “The nerve! You’re right; sociopath isn’t a strong enough word. Clearly, he’s a monster.”

“Exactly,” you replied. “Now come help me drink this tea and tell me what horrors your nightmare of a flatmate has committed recently. Is he still doing that thing with his feet?”

You didn’t hear from Boil for several days. You had more or less expected this, but still, his silence made you restless. It wasn’t so bad at first. The shop was busier than usual because the palm reader had traveled to his home planet of Aldhani for Mak-ani bray Dhani, leaving you and the rest of your fellow mediums to pick up his customers. Every night after the shop closed, you dragged yourself to your flat and collapsed straight into bed, endlessly thankful that the Eye of Aldhani only happened once every three years.

Of course, once you were in bed, your mind would begin to race, wondering where Boil was, whether he was safe, when—or if—you would see him again. Inevitably, you would get up after a few hours and settle onto your sofa with a cup of tea while you practiced the mind-calming techniques your grandmother had taught you so long ago.

One such night, as you sipped your tea and levitated a sugar spoon in tiny circles in front of your face, a thunderous crash sounded outside, rattling your windows and instantly obliterating your concentration. The spoon clattered to the floor as you rushed outside to investigate. 

On the walkway in front of your shop, beings of every imaginable species stumbled out of the various bars, clubs, and shops. Speculation ran rampant: was it another Separatist attack? Another Zillo beast incident? Sirens began to blare in the distance, but no further disturbance occurred, and eventually the walkways began to clear out as people either drifted home or returned to their revelry.

The next morning, you awoke in a bed drenched with sweat. Your apartment was stifling. Groggily, you stumbled to the window to slide it open, but it was even hotter outside.

“What the kriff?” you mumbled, grinding your palm against your face to clear your bleary eyes.

Your datapad flashed with a notification indicator, and you snatched it up, hoping to see a message from Boil at last, but instead, you had a missed comm from Tas. You called her back immediately.

“Tas, what’s going on?” you rasped, your voice hoarse from sleep. “Why is it so hot?”

“Did you hear that big boom last night?” she asked.

“Yeah?”

“It was the district relay substation for the planetary weather control system,” she said. “Coruscant WeatherNet said it could be days before it’s repaired.”

“What?” you asked, aghast. “What about air filtration?”

“They’re trying to compensate with other relay stations to keep it livable.”

“Do you think we should close the shop until it’s repaired?” 

“I doubt we’ll have many customers,” she said. “I’m more worried about you, though. The rest of us don’t live in the district, so we’re all safe. Do you have somewhere you can go if it gets bad?”

You swallowed, suddenly feeling very alone and vulnerable in a way that you hadn’t felt in years. “Not really.”

“Then you can come stay with me,” she said firmly. 

“What about your horrid flatmate?” you objected. “Won’t he object to me crashing on your couch?”

“Who cares?” she asked. “We’ll outnumber him.”

Reluctant to cause even more tension between Tas and her flatmate, you waffled. “Maybe I’ll stick it out for now. If it gets bad, then I’ll come stay with you.”

“Are you sure you want to wait that long?”

You shrugged, forcing an optimistic tone. “Maybe it’ll be fixed soon.”

“Maybe…” she said doubtfully.

“Look at it this way. The Entertainment District is a huge credit-cow for Coruscant. They won’t let it go on too long and risk losing all that tourist revenue.”

“Good point,” she replied. “Well, if you change your mind, my couch is super comfy, and you already have my door keycode.”

“Thanks, Tas,” you replied gratefully. “You’re the best.”

You ended the call and prepared for a few very uncomfortable days. It wasn’t ideal, but you managed. The air quality never did get as bad as you expected, but the temperature grew steadily warmer. Against all odds, you managed to buy a small climate control unit—the last one in the store, and you nearly had to fight an Ishi Tib for it, but you set it up in your studio and ran it round the chronometer to keep the flat livable. For the first time, you were grateful for how tiny your studio was; if it had been any bigger, there was no way the little unit would have been able to cool the space.

As Tas predicted, no customers came to the shop, so at least you didn’t have to worry about closing up. It was a strange sight: the Entertainment District, silent and completely deserted. Empty walkways; empty nightclubs, bathed in the neon signs advertising closed businesses to an audience of nobody. It was kriffing eerie, was what it was.

If you’d thought it was hard to sleep before, you were nearly frantic now. The silence was overwhelming, accustomed as you were to the endless roar of traffic and thumping of dance music. Eventually, you found an ambient noise station on the holonet and let it play nonstop.

And just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse, they did.

Five days after the relay station failed, you turned on Republic HoloNet News to see a headline that knocked the air from your lungs: “Overwhelming Republic Casualties at Sarrish; GAR in Full Retreat.”

Boil.

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A/N: the mug says, "Galaxy's okayest mustache." Both pictures by me 🧡

[callmeadin]

Could you write something about us catching scara as he falls from his tall af robot? If your up for it of course. It hurt to see him fall like a sack of potatoes lol

a/n - this idea has got me in a chokehold jfsdfhsdf it really did hurt to watch that scene sobs. i hope you like this!! i feel like i kind of got away with this one lmao

Scaramouche's S/O Catching Him From His Mech

scaramouch x gn!reader

pronouns - they/them - none mentioned

warnings - hurt/comfort, not proofread, the use of scaramouche's real name

everything around you starts to slow down; your hearing fades out, your sense of touch feels cloudy, and your vision blurs everything except for where scara is. where he's about to fall from such a height. you don't realize you've already started moving until you're almost under the mech. 

you kept your gaze connected with his, watching as the realization comes to him, he accepts it, and admits to defeat. watching as the light left his eyes absolutely terrified you. 

the impact was a lot harder than you would've liked, but you don't care. you cough through the dust, fumbling around to sit up. once you do, you already have him in your arms. looking at him, you take notice that his clothes are torn in some places from the impact of the fall, and no doubt from the wires that are still semi attached to his back. sure, it feels slightly uncomfortable on your legs, but that's not what's important. 

your ears are ringing, your entire body feels numb, everything blurs together; but you know his eyes are closed. puppet or not, it still scares you. he never told you of this plan. you realize that the faint screaming of his name is actually coming from you. 

"scara! scara, i swear to all of the fucking archons above, if you don't wake up right now, i'm going to wake you up myself," you can hear the pure terror seeping in your voice. no matter what you seemed to do, he didn't wake. you sure as hell weren't gonna shake him awake; you don't want to make it worse. you're sobbing full on now, crying out his name trying to wake him up. 

"please, please wake up! please, kuni, please..." you don't know how long you sit there for, holding his delicate face in your hands, whimpering his name occasionally. at some point, you close your eyes and connect your forehead with his. it hurts you to see him so lifeless. your tears eventually dry up. 

...

"i'm sorry for leaving you earlier, y/n," a voice, so soft spoken and small, kind and young. you refuse to pick your head up. you're too tired. 

"may i see him?" the dendro archon kneels in front of you, tentatively reaching her hand out to you. tiredly, you shake your head, refusing the kind archon. you feel as if you'll lose him the moment you let go. you don't want to let go. 

"y/n, i am unable to help either of you if you won't let me see him," her voice is soft, kind. you know she means well, and at this notion, with great difficulty, you slowly raise your head and open your eyes. you're met with nahida smiling kindly at you. the both of you. "i know you're scared, but it's going to be okay." 

nahida cups scara's face in both of her hands, a green glow coming forth. after a few seconds, she hums. 

"he will be okay. he must rest for awhile," she meets your gaze. "and so do you. you're injured." you try to refute, yet you can't find your voice. "it's okay, i will take him to the sanctuary of surasthana, and you can rest there, too." you nod your head, feeling the fatigue hitting you like a sumpter beast. you feel a warmth consume you, and unwillingly, you close your eyes. 

• after that whole deal, you wake up to find yourself in a room located in the sanctuary of surasthana

• after wandering for a bit, you find nahida indeed taking care of scaramouche

• she informs you that he appears to be in a coma, and that it might take some time for him to wake up

• you understand, and she lets you sit with her

• eventually, she leaves to go do something else that requires the attention of the dendro archon, but she knows that you'll take care of scara in the meantime

• after some time has passed, and scaramouche wakes up and becomes the wanderer, he apologizes for scaring you like that, so many times

• you keep telling him that it's okay, because he's still alive, and that's all that matters

• he's okay

• even though scaramouche is a puppet and doesn't have the need to breath, he still makes sure to do the action

• he knows that it scares you ever so slightly when you two are cuddling, and he stops

• he doesn't want to betray you again, even though he knows you'll forgive him regardless

"i love you."

"i love you, too."

[daydream-cement]

ok look I know I asked like just yesterday or somehing but HEAR ME OUT,

I was listening to Gum on Spotify and I was like half awake (just woke up randomly when gum started playing at 6 in the morning) and like the flowers part MMMMM,

so I wanna incorporate that with a Larissa x r, maybe it's Larissa or r that has hanahaki disease and like just full of angst and one of them dies 🙂 or like, Larissa or r knows the other one likes them but is just thinking of teasing them to get them more hope and ACTUALLY LIKESK THEM then they feel guilty when they die 💀 I'm sorry I'm like in my emo phase rn

Hanahaki Disease

Larissa Weems x teacher!reader

Authors Note: This is super short. I have never written something like this before, so I hope I do your concept justice. I had never heard about Hanahaki Disease until I googled it for this request.

Warnings: Character Death via fictional disease

You were dying and you knew it. In the past, you had only ever heard of people dying from flower filled lungs, but you never thought it would be you.

You hid it for as long as you could. Petals would be stuffed into your pockets and desk drawers. Soon they over filled your garbage cans and littered our classroom.

Unrequited love. That was the cause.

And you knew this disease would kill you because Larissa Weems would never love you back. She joked and teased, but then told you that she couldn't ever be with a teacher at Nevermore. It's unprofessional, she said.

Now here you were, sitting in your office. The petals came up more profusely as you coughed again and again and again. Your desk and computer were now littered with the soft red petals. Breathing became harder. You could even feel the lack of air coming into your lungs. It wouldn't be long now.

You sweep the petals away, beginning to write a final note.

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Larissa was the one who found you, head on your desk in a pool of red petals. She rushed to your side, hoping that it wasn't too late. She took your head in her hands gently trying to jostle you awake. It was useless. You were gone.

Her eyes wandered to the petals on the desk, then they came across the note you had written just before you passed away.

Larissa, How I have loved you for ages... I know you will never love me in return. Perhaps in a different lifetime we could have been together.

Larissa couldn't help but to collapse to the floor in all of her despair. Petals scatted around her. She did love you. She did love you.

Only if she would have made that clear sooner.

[augment-techs]

Fandom ask game; Mystic Force, (if you can offer discourse upon it, and Samurai if not) 👀

ALL

For Mystic Force (including the one comic): favorite character: Oh, what a question. I wanna say Chip, but my brain keeps being torn between Leelee and Clare. Endless possibilities there, after all~

least favorite character: Literally any and all of the Morlocks, except for Necrolai and Koragg.

brOTP: Nick & Madison; adventures in Red Ranger heteronormativity I may never grow to like, but Maddie is a lovely leash for this hothead.

OTP: Udonna/Leanbow (as Koragg, too, sometimes; for the angst).

OT3: Chip/Xander/Vida. Fun loving, endearing, kind, practical--they're all sweethearts who deserve each other.

NOTP: Nick x Anyone he's related to (stahp).

favorite storyline: Mmmmm, it's actually tied. Wherein Leelee experience the 'Two Worlds, One Family' trope to its preferable conclusion and wherein Vida gets to actually BE a vampire.

least favorite storyline: Just...the WAY Nick's relations with Udonna and Leanbow played out. Like, there was possibility and presentation to consider and THIS SUCKED.

what I wish had happened but didn’t: Actual goddamn build-up and consideration towards Nick so he could have grown as a character we could all actually LIKE.

what happened that I wish hadn’t: Mystic Mother Rita being largely left offscreen--also more comics than just the one, PLEASE.

For Samurai (including the comics): favorite character: Shattered Grid did a marvelous job making Lauren Shiba my golden girl (but I also quietly adore Spike Skullovitch).

least favorite character: Mentor Ji.

brOTP: Realistically, we all KNOW Antonio & Jayden are queer as hell for each other, but since the series is what it is, here's their title.

OTP: Mike/Kevin. What can I say? Good writing on AO3 has won me over exceptionally well (PunkPinkPower & aletterinthenameofsanity; you're the ones at fault here, bless). That and the stuck-like-glue episode.

OT3: Mia/Emily/Lauren--plays ~GIRLS!! GIRLS!! GIRLS!!~ on blast.

NOTP: Mike/Emily. Just...no. It's so vanilla and boring and annoying.

favorite storyline: Antonio being the actual blessing that he is, building his was up to find his way back to Jayden. And Lauren fighting with Jason in Shattered Grid :D

least favorite storyline: Lauren being yeeted out of battle with a broken arm and Jayden wandering the wilderness because he has no meaning. :P

what I wish had happened but didn’t: Jayden actually taking any of his lessons about teamwork and being a lone wolf actually sunk in.

what happened that I wish hadn’t: Lauren and Jayden being the victims of home grown child soldiers without any kind of real apology from Ji; Lauren being knocked the fuck out by sexist bullshit.

[hockeyboysimagines]

Ashes and Wine

Chapter 5

warnings: Lots of angst, some language, mentions of or implied sex and infidelity. Alcohol.

I’m sorry it’s taken so long to update. But here it is!

“Good morning.” Kaitlin said softly in his ear. He felt her arms slide around him under the blankets. The sun had just started to rise, shining through the curtains on the windows of the loft.

“Mmmmm.” He opened his eyes as she ran her fingers through his hair and blinked a few times before focusing in on her face. She was smiling.

“Wake up sleepyhead, we have wedding stuff to talk about.”

For a minute he was confused, but then he remembered what had happened the night before. He smiled at her and patted her hip before sliding out from under her.

Today would be a good day. They would start planning and tomorrow he would break the news to his friends, teammates and family.

And Leighton.

His stomach lurched at the idea of telling her that not only would he still be getting married after he had almost kissed her in Beau’s kitchen, but that it would be in three weeks instead of a year. He felt bad, but he wasn’t sure what he was feeling bad about. He also felt angry, sad and disappointed but he was so mixed up inside he couldn’t pinpoint why he felt that way. But he would have to face her sooner or later so he was just going to come out with it.

Like ripping off a bandaid. And incredibly painful bandaid that had been stuck for four years, and had started to grow into the skin.

Easy right?

“I’m going to go take a shower. Why don’t you get started and I’ll be along soon.”

She bounced out of bed and skipped from the room giggling and he smiled as he made his way to the bathroom. He sighed and turned on the shower, undressing before stepping inside. The water burned his skin for a few moments, and he closed his eyes, letting it run down his face.

It was going to be a long day.

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Leighton stretched and rolled out of bed. She felt better than she had in a long time. She felt guilty for the almost kiss the day before, but it also was a sign. Mat still had some sort of feeling in there for her. Maybe this meant that everything was going to be okay. She smiled to herself, humming a tune as she showered and got ready for the day. She and Ginny were planning on doing breakfast and then furniture shopping.

“Morning sunshine.” Ginny said from the counter ”How are you feeling today?”

“I feel good.”

“It’s nice to see you smiling.” Ginny said warmly.

It was true. She hadn’t seen much joy from her best friend in the past 4 years, and it was nice to see a little bit of the old Leighton shine through.

“If I had known almost kissing made you this happy, I would have kissed you ages ago.” Ginny said waggling her eyebrows at her.

“Stop.”

“I’m glad your happy today. I’ve missed that.”

“Me too Gin. Now enough about all that. Let’s get outta here.”

********

“Hello?” Beau answered the phone just after 4 pm. He knew it was Mat from the caller ID, but was confused as to why he was calling him. Kaitlin was back from her work thing, and she would no doubtedly be taking up all of his time and attention.

“You busy? I need to FaceTime you to talk about something?” He sounded weird, not himself. He never asked to FaceTime.

“Uh sure?”

*******

Ginny was out for drinks with some guy she had met out a few days ago, leaving Leighton to be by herself in the apartment. She kept checking her phone. She hadn’t heard from Mat, she assumed because Kaitlin was back but she was still a little disappointed. He had, after all almost kissed her the day prior, and now she was on edge. She sat down and absently scrolled through the channels, mind wandering.

She was startled by a loud knock at the door, and even more startled to find Mat himself on the other side of it. She smiled at him, but her smile faded when she really looked at him. He was slouched, not meeting her eyes, hands stuffed in his pockets.

“Can I come in? I need to talk to you.”

She stepped aside allowing him to brush past her. He took a deep breath, turning to face her.

“Well this can’t be good news.” She said quietly, crossing her arms and bracing herself for the worst.

“I love you Leighton. I do. I always have. But what happened yesterday….it’s not fair to Kaitlin.” He straightened up and met her eye for the first time “I’m going to marry her Leighton. In three weeks.”

As if someone had grabbed her and put their hands around her neck, she felt the air rush from her lungs and her throat tighten. 3 weeks? It was supposed to be a year. That wasn’t enough time to make him realize he still loved her.

“Mat don’t-don’t do this. Please.” She grabbed at his sweatshirt, balling it up in her fists “Don’t marry her.”

“Leighton please.” He gripped her wrists, eyes closing at the feeling of her skin against his. Her big eyes were filled with tears and her bottom lip was trembling as she gripped his sweatshirt tighter, refusing to let go.

“Don’t marry her to spite me. Your pushing me away. Don’t do this.” She was crying now.

“It’s not to spite you. I love her Leighton.”

Her hands moved from his shirt to his chest and he felt warmth pooling inside him. He was fighting the urge to touch her, kiss her, and he was failing.

“Mat-“ she choked out.

“Leighton I can’t-Kaitlin-Oh fuck it!” Mat growled frustratedly before taking a large step forward and grabbing Leighton by both of her arms, lips finding hers. As they stood kissing in her living room he knew it was wrong. But he just couldn’t stop. Every feeling, every memory came back to him in a rush as he pulled her flush against him, lips moving feverishly against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

He knew that he didn’t really love Kaitlin. He cared about her, and he didn’t want to hurt her which he knew this would, but he couldn’t seem to pull himself away from her as they stumbled backwards into the wall. He pulled at the rope holding her robe shut as she started fumbling with the button on his jeans. As she pulled them open he yanked open the front of her robe, and pushed her underwear down her legs, and hoisted her up, moving his boxers out of the way and lining himself up with her entrance. She was flushed, eyes wide lips red and swollen.

Stop it.

This is wrong.

“No no Leighton stop I can’t.”

He breathed “I can’t do this.” He moved away from her setting her on the ground. She was breathing heavily, eyes wide as he buttoned his jeans and ran a hand through his hair, “Fuck!” He growled

Leighton pulled her robe shut in order to cover herself, and tried to smooth her hair “I’m-im sorry.”

“It’s not you. It’s me. I just-I have to get out of here.” he grabbed his keys and took one last look at her before he ran out the door and down the steps. He couldn’t breathe, and couldn’t even fathom the repercussions of what he had almost done. It was amazing how fast things were changing since Leighton came back into his life. He breathed heavily, eyes closing, afraid he might vomit.

He would have to pull himself together before he went home.

********

Leighton was vaguely aware of Ginny entering the apartment, setting her keys down hurriedly and calling her name. When she turned to look at her, she was surprised to see Beau standing in the doorway hands in his pockets. They stared at eachother before Leighton broke into a sob and he crossed to room to sweep her up in his arms.

“He’s asked-“

I know I know. I don’t know what he’s thinking Leighton. “ he stroked her hair and patted her on the back. Ginny was crying silently, hand over her mouth. Beau had called her to tell her, and she abruptly left her date and hurried to the apartment knowing Leighton would be a mess.

Leighton choked out what had happened, with encouragement from them. The conversation, the kissing, the three weeks.

Beau was livid with Mat. Knowing he had been kissing Leighton just hours after he had hurriedly changed his wedding date, just to convince himself that he loved Kaitlin sent a jolt of anger right through him. When they FaceTime him to tell him the news Mat wouldn’t meet his eyes and Beau didn’t even pretend to be excited for them. He did not like Kaitlin and had given them a half hearted ‘ congratulations’ and hung up, already halfway to his car. He knew she would be a mess, so he stopped and bought liquor and hurried to her apartment. She clutched on to his hoodie and cried, real genuine tears, letting out inaudible strings of words once in a while. When she finally calmed down he cracked the alcohol and handed it to her. Ginny was still crying on his other side and he gave her a reassuring squeeze. Then he turned back to Leighton.

“Listen.” He said finally “Mats really messed up right now. I know he doesn’t love Kaitlin but I think he’s afraid of what happened before. He is so afraid to admit that he still loves you, because he’s been telling himself that for the last 4 years. You are beautiful, and smart and way cooler than her.” She let out a choked laugh sipping the Vodka and taking a shaky breath “And he does love you. I know it. This is all going to be okay.”

After a lot of alcohol and consoling, Ginny had put her to bed and turned out the lights. Her eyes were red, and she was still glassy eyed as she walked Beau to the door. But as he went to leave she caught his arm.

“Thank you. For loving my best friend.” She whispered, a stray tear running down her cheek. Without thinking he pulled her into a very soft hug, and patted her back.

“I’ll come check on you girls tomorrow. Goodnight Ginny.”

Ginny watched him leave and turned the lights out in the main area before softly walking to check on Leighton. She was quiet and still and Ginny hoped she’d sleep. She left her door open a crack and retired to her own bedroom, worried about her best friend.

But Leighton wasn’t asleep. She had calmed her sobs, but her heart was aching in her chest. She closed her eyes.

“Did-did you say no?” Mat looked hurt, and pulled back as far as he could to get away from her.

“No I-I just think we should wait. I mean we’re only 18!” She said shakily “What’s the rush?”

Mat swallowed thickly and felt blood rush to his cheeks. He hadn’t thought much past the proposal because he never dreamed she would say no.

“Mat? Mat come on. I’m not saying no. In another year.”

He scoffed, getting angry “ Another year? You don’t know what’s going to happen in another year Leighton. You don’t even know where I’m going to be playing.”

“What does that matter I-“

“It does matter!” He stood suddenly and turned away from her “Your not gonna want to sit around and wait for me. You don’t even know if I’m going to make it in the NHL.”

“What are you saying? I’m not going to wait for you? I think I’ve done a whole lot of waiting and supporting this far.”

“Yeah but when I really need you, now you back out.”

She stood and glared at him “I said in another year. My whole life is here!”

“And my whole life is you!” He yelled.

********

Kaitlin smiled to herself as she looked through colors for flowers. She was elated to be getting married sooner than before.

Not only because she loved Mat, but because it would keep him away from Leighton for the rest of their lives.

She had won.

[spicymayo1983]

Hiya. This is a simple smut fest about you, the reader, and my favorite fanfiction subject Poe Dameron. Tempers have flared between you and Poe because you accused him of cheating on you after he gave a fellow pilot a kiss on the cheek and a hug.

You've decided it was time to dial back your relationship with him and take a break. How will Poe win you back?

Warnings, unprotected sex, oral sex, light domination, breeding kink, light angst from your end. Not for anyone under 18.

You and Poe Dameron had been in a steamy, commited relationship for nearly a year. You were exclusive. There was talk of moving in together, and he was hinting towards an engagement.

But then one day you thought that you caught him in what you assumed was a compromising position with his arm around another X wing pilot and you lost it.

You didn't understand that Poe was simply a touchy, affectionate man. He loved to hug and kiss people because that was just how he innocently expressed his feelings for people.

Everyone around you thought that you had gone mad, and they were probably right.

It's been nearly a month since that incident and admittedly you miss him, terribly.

You miss the cuddles, the kisses, how he always told you how much he loved you, and how pretty he thought you were.

And then of course the sex. Poe was so good in bed that he ruined you when it came to other men. You knew that noone else could please you like him, noone else could fuck you endlessly or go down on you until your body couldn't handle the orgasms anymore.

There were nights when you had to literally push him away, your body had become too sensitive from the climaxes.

You haven't slept right since the argument. Since you demanded that he leave you alone for awhile.

It's been nearly a month and you are awake pining for him again. Your heart and body miss him. You've realized that you overreacted and would do anything to have him back.

No contact whatsoever. No pleading holograms or knocks at your door. Poe just quietly walked away, you were wondering if he has already moved on.

Late one night after you had finally fallen asleep you receive a hologram from Poe.

You can tell he's in bed because he isn't wearing a shirt, your mind wanders towards dirty thoughts when you wonder what else he isn't wearing.

"I don't know what to start with, except that I think you overreacted". Poe begins, an upset look appearing on his gorgeous face. "You should know how I am, I'm just a naturally affectionate person."

"I miss you, I miss you every single day". You tell him as tears begin to stream down your cheeks. "You're all that I think about".

"I think about you too, a lot". Poe replies, a smile appearing on his face. "I have to go, but I'd love to see you tomorrow night".

"It's a date". You answer back, your smile getting brighter. "See you then".

You're nervous. And you don't know why. Maybe it's because deep down you fear rejection.

"You look terrified".

You're sitting alone at a booth in the back of the cantina when Poe approaches you, puts a hand on your shoulder and whispers into your ear, scaring you.

"Don't do that again". You reply with a nervous laugh.

"Can I kiss your cheek?" Poe asks, leaning in closer to you.

You turn your head to face him. There's a vulnerability in his eyes that's so soft and beautiful. You allow him to gently kiss your cheek, the softness and warmth of his lips cause your body to tingle with desire.

"Can I kiss your lips?" Poe asks again softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course". You reply, your heart racing.

The two of you enjoy a passionate kiss. The kind that make you forget about the world for a moment. Poe runs his fingers through your hair and you do the same with him, his hair is so curly, soft and beautiful.

"I've missed this". Poe sighs, looking deeply into your eyes. "I love you but you also terrify me at times, you're too jealous".

You laugh a little at his words but he isn't joking.

"Where do we go from here?" You ask, your voice sounding slightly irritated.

"Let's forget about this, even if it's just tonight". Poe tells you, flashing you a devilish little grin. "Let's relax and have some fun".

"What kind of fun are you talking about?" You reply, laughing a little.

"I think you know". Poe whispers.

Both of you have missed what he's hinting around to. You've missed it probably a little more than him.

"Tell me what you want to do to me". You purr back, looking deeply into his eyes. "Spare no detail".

"Mmmm baby I love this side of you". Poe whispers back as he kisses your neck tenderly. "I want to fuck you so hard and well tonight that you forget about everyone else you've ever been with".

"You've already ruined over men for me". You tease, kissing him back in return. "What else could you possibly do?"

You enjoy a few more drinks with Poe and then the two of you return to his quarters, a little tipsy but in otherwise good shape.

You sit on the sofa together and enjoy a long, lingering kiss.

Poe removes your top and begins to massage your breasts over your bra, he's doing that adorable little thing that you can't resist where he bites his lower lip.

"I've missed touching you". He tells you softly, caressing your cheek and kissing you on the forehead.

"I never meant to hurt you and I was blindsided when you got upset with me".

"I love you". You tell him, with tears streaming down your face. "I was having a terrible day and I took it out on you, I'm sorry".

The two of you continue to touch and kiss each other. You can feel the heat building in your body as Poe reaches down between your legs and strokes you over your clothes.

There's an ache deep inside of your body. He can tell that you want him badly, and he wants to do everything in his power to pleasure you.

As you get undressed Poe watches you, he thinks you're the most beautiful woman in the galaxy and loves to look at your naked body.

You can see the desire in his eyes and the outline of his hard cock through his pants. Poe removed his shirt and joined you in bed, you climb on top of him, nude, and teasingly grind yourself against his still clothed cock.

He latches onto one of your nipples and starts to gently suck it. You moan with delight.

You unzip his pants and pull out his thick, erect cock and start to tease the tip with your tongue.

"Oh baby, you're going to make me cum if you keep doing that". Poe pleads, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "I want to taste you".

You roll over on your back and he spreads your legs wide. As he's kissing down your stomach you shudder in anticipation. With two fingers gently massaging your wet inner folds Poe is gently licking your erect clit, teasing it, slurping on it with his tongue.

Your birth control isn't current but you don't care. A small part of you, a voice in the back of your head, would love it if Poe impregnated you.

You'd have the loveliest curly haired babies, you thought.

As soon as you're wet and ready Poe mounts you, with your legs wrapped around his waist he slides his thick cock deep inside of you.

You moan in delight as he gently puts his hand around your throat and pounds hard into you just like you enjoy it.

He brushes up against your cervix, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Mmmmm you're such a bad, dirty girl". Poe whispers into your ear.

"Fill me up". You moan, your tight pussy gripping his cock, making him shudder in delight. "I want to feel you drip out of me".

You cum with him deep inside of you, as your body grips him and twitches from pleasure you trigger Poe's own orgasm.

He does indeed fill you up with a large load of his warm cum.

Poe stays the night and the next morning before he leaves you enjoy a shower quickie.

He made good on his promise. There was no way that noone else could ever please you like him.

The end

[wishuhadstayed]

Bring it on Home

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Reader comforts Aaron after a particularly rough case (part 5 to Begin Again)

Warnings: slight angst

Author’s Note: loosely based on the song “Bring it on Home” by Little Big Town. Highly recommend you listen, I’ll put a link at the bottom.

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It wasn’t long after you’d met Jack that Aaron had realized he wanted to spend every possible moment with you and asked you to move in with them. You had been shocked, of course. It was a huge step going from girlfriend to practically step-mother so quickly, but you were so in love with both of them that you couldn’t help but say yes.

It was particularly nice to have Jack around when his dad was gone on long cases, like he had been for the last week and a half. Nothing like a rambunctious five year old to keep your mind off of what danger your boyfriend might be in this week. You always kept it together for Jack’s sake, but inside you were always an anxious mess waiting for the phone to ring so you could hear his familiar voice on the line and know that he was safe.

You hadn’t been able to pry many details out of Aaron about the case he had been working, but from what little you could gather it had been the worst his team had seen for a long time.

You were just sitting down to dinner with Jack when you heard the sound you had been longing for. Heart racing, you flung back the chair and bounded to the living room to answer your ringing cell phone.

“Hey honey!”

From the other end, a somber voice.

“Hey.”

“What’s up? How’s the case?”

“It’s done. I’m coming home.”

You could tell by his tone that something wasn’t right.

At that moment you felt a small hand tug at the leg of your jeans. Jack had wandered in from the kitchen.

“Y/N, is that Daddy on the phone?”

“Yes Jack, it’s your dad.”

“Can I talk to him?”

“Of course, baby,” you say, handing over the cell.

“I love you daddy,” says Jack in the most angelic voice. You could just feel your heart melt with the sweetness.

“I love you too, buddy.”

“Are you coming home soon? I miss you.”

“Oh, Daddy misses you too, little man. I’ll be on the way soon, but you’ll probably be asleep when I get there. Can you give the phone back to Y/N, buddy?”

“Okay daddy.”

Taking the phone back from the child, you answer.

“Hey.”

“Hey. I’ll be home as soon as I can, but I may be late. You don’t have to wait up.”

“You know I can’t sleep without you. Get home safe, okay? We love you.”

“Yes ma’am. I love you too. Bye.”

You were relieved to hear that he was physically okay, but you couldn’t help but wonder what kind of emotional storm was brewing within him.

You took Jack by the hand and returned to your forgotten plates, finishing dinner quickly. After the dishes had been washed and put away, the two of you settled on the couch. Crawling into your lap, Jack fixes you with big brown eyes, just like his father’s.

“Y/N, can I stay up with you until dad gets home?”

How could you say no to that sweet cherub face? Besides, it was Friday evening. One late night wouldn’t hurt when he could sleep in the next morning.

“Alright,” you relent, ruffling his blonde hair. “You can stay up with me until your dad gets home.”

“Sweet!” He exclaims, nuzzling under your arm. You both settle in ready to start a movie. Jack manages to stay awake for a while, but as the hour grows later, the young boy struggles to keep his eyes open. He leans his head against your arm and his eyes slowly flutter shut. Not wanting to to wake him, you wait a few minutes until his breathing is slow and steady letting you know that he’s fully asleep.

Carrying him on your hip, his head on you shoulder, you slowly rise from the low sofa. Heading down the dark hallway as quietly as possible, you make it to his bedroom. You pull back the covers and lay him softly in bed. As you tuck him in he stirs just a bit. You stroke his hair and give his back a rub and he drifts back to sleep.

The next thing you knew, you’d woken up curled up with Jack in his bed. Finding him still sound asleep, you gave him a kiss on the forehead and quietly crept from his room. The digital clock on the DVR reads 11:35 pm. Surely, he should be home soon.

You head towards the kitchen get a glass of water when you hear a key in the front door lock. Thirst immediately forgotten, you dash for the entryway and there he stands lines of exhaustion prominent on his handsome face.

He’s always tired after a long case, but this is different. His broad shoulders bent as if he was carrying the weight of the world. Struggling with his suitcases, he can barely drag his feet across the hardwood floor.

“Leave them,” you say, gently placing a hand on his forearm. As he lets go of the bags, you take his hand and lead him to the sofa. Sitting him down, you easily loosen and remove his tie. Moving down to the hardwood floor, you tackle his black dress shoes next, tossing them aside. Climbing back up, you unbutton his dress shirt, setting it at the other end of the couch.

As you lie back on the couch, he eases underneath your left arm, half on top of you, his head resting on your chest. As your left hand caresses his back and tie right hand softly strokes his hair, he lets out a small sigh and the tension in his body melts away.

Kissing him on the forehead just as you had done with Jack, you ask, “Bad case?”

“The worst,” he murmurs.

“You know you can talk to me, right? I know you’re used to being the person who’s strong for everyone else, but you can’t keep things bottled up.”

Suddenly his shoulders began to quake and the tears fell. You rocked him back and forth like a child, gently consoling.

“Shhhhhhh, let it out Aaron, it’s okay.”

“No it’s not,” he interjects, gazing at you with tear filled eyes.

“What’s wrong, baby?” You ask, gingerly wiping the tears streaming down his face.

“I couldn’t save them,” he replies dejectedly. “He killed six women before we caught him.”

“But you caught him,” you remind him. “Now he can’t hurt anyone else.”

“Not good enough. Not soon enough,” he answers bitterly.

Turning his face to yours, you respond, “You can’t save everyone, Aaron. You know that. You do the best you can, and you help so many people. You make the world a better place just by being in it.”

Sniffling, he gives you a small smile.

“This is why I love you.”

“I love you too, Superman, now let’s get to bed. I know you’re worn out.”

Once in the master bedroom, you both changed. Aaron removing his undeshirt and slipping into a pair of sweatpants and you into a knee length satin night gown. Slipping underneath the blankets, he pulls your back flush to his chest.

“Good night sweetheart.” He whispers in your ear.

“Good night.”

Finally feeling his warmth next to you again, you doze off quickly. Holding you in his arms, he thinks to himself that you must be an angel. He’s not sure what he did to deserve you, but he’s infinitely glad that you’re his. Giving your shoulder a gentle shake, he rouses you.

“What going on? What time is it?” You inquire drowsily.

“I just needed to tell you something.”

“What is it?” You ask, rolling over to face him.

“You’re my best friend.”

Now it’s your turn to cry as he pulls you close.

After a few moments, you manage to squeak out a shaky “I love you, Aaron.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Just as you’re both about to go back to sleep, the door creaks open. You hear a few small steps and a sweet, tiny voice calls out, “Daddy?”

“Yeah buddy?”

“I had a bad dream.”

Reaching down, Aaron hoists the child up and into his lap.

“Bad dream, huh? You know it’s not real right? Because daddy would never let anything hurt you,” he reassures.

“I know daddy. Can I sleep with you and Y/N tonight? Just for tonight, i promise.” He pleads.

Aaron looks to you with questioning eyes for permission and you nod.

“Alright little man. Looks like we’re having a sleepover.”

You woke the next morning as the hazy sunbeams filtered in through the blinds. Jack was still snoozing away on his side with his back against your stomach. Sensing that you had woken, Aaron reaches over to stroke your hair.

“Good morning beautiful.”

Giving a sleepy smile and content sigh you replied “Mmmmm, good morning.”

“I love you, darling.”

“I love you more.”

Just then an impulsive thought crossed his mind and he had to get it out before he lost the nerve.

“Marry me,” he blurts out, instantly feeling the panic rise in his chest.

Your eyes immediately widen and your mouth drops open, mind reeling trying to make sure you just heard what you think you heard.

“Would you?” He asks, taking your hand.

“Would I what?”

“Marry me,” he repeats calmly.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to wake up every day for the rest of my life just like this. So I’ll ask one more time. Y/N, will you marry me?”

Your heart was pounding, but you knew your answer. Deep down, you had known it since the day you met.

“Yes Aaron, of course I’ll marry you.”

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[heyitssmiller]

The morning came too early. He didn’t want another day of wedding talk, of forced affection with June.

He burrowed deeper into his sheets, deciding to sleep in for a little longer.

His plans were ruined when his door was opened unannounced.

“Wake up, I’m home!” his brother Alex boomed, setting a tray of pancakes down on the edge of the bed. Having been away managing their Western Order of knights, Alex had promised to return for the wedding. “Look at you, so grown up! Married in three weeks!”

“Why do people keep reminding me?” Finn grumbled into his pillow.

“Oh, come on now, she can’t be that bad.”

“She’s not.” and that was his problem. He had no real reason to hate her. It was too bad he couldn’t.

Alex lay down on his side next to him. “Okay, tell me about her.”

“Can’t you just go talk to her yourself?”

“Ah, I could, but I always love waking you up before the sun.”

“Just gimme my pancakes.”

Alex complied. “So why don’t you like her?”

Finn stabbed his breakfast. “I like her. I just… don’t want to marry her.”

“Marriages are hard work. But worth it if you’re willing.”

He wasn’t.

“And besides,” Alex went on. “Since when do you not wanna be the center of attention?”

Finn laughed and shoved him. “I can wake myself up next time,”

Alex ripped a piece of pancake off Finn’s plate to eat. “But where’s the fun in that?”

After finishing breakfast, Finn took Alex to meet June.

She was sitting in the garden’s gazebo playing checkers with Heather.

“Your highnesses,” Heather scrambled to her feet as they approached, bowing hastily. “I’d better get going.”

Alex took her seat as she left. “You must be my brother’s fiance.”

“And you must be my fiance’s brother,” June allowed him to kiss her hand.

She pulled the chair next to her out, leaving Finn with no choice but to sit. He tried to look happy as she moved closer.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, Princess June.”

She glanced sideways at Finn. “Have you?”

“You’re the only thing on his mind.” Alex grinned devilishly.

Finn let out a dry chuckle and let his mind wander as the two others continued their conversation. June wasn’t the only thing on his mind. Of course, she was part of it. How could he not think about her and the wedding? Yet there were also the constant thoughts of Logan. Logan’s smile was burned into the back of his mind, his intimate edges etched into Finn’s fingertips. But even as Logan filtered through his thoughts, he wasn’t all he was thinking about. Also on his mind were the newer unreachable possibilities of being with—

“Leo?” Finn mumbled.

“What was that?” June asked.

“I- I’ll be right back, you two keep talking,”

He jogged down the path until he could grab Leo’s arm. “Hey, what are you doing here?”

Leo shrugged, squinting up into the sunlight. “It’s a beautiful morning. Thought I’d take a short walk.” he glanced over Finn’s shoulder back at June and Alex. “Unless I’m interrupting?”

“No, no, of course not. You’re always welcome to interrupt.”

Leo smiled. If Finn wasn’t engaged, he would have kissed him right there.

Finn would have been doing a lot of things if he wasn’t engaged.

“I love your gardens.”

“Yeah, I don’t come outside too often. Don't really like being in nature.”

Leo breathed in the morning air with a happy sigh. “It’s your loss. It’s gorgeous out here.”

A lot of things out here are gorgeous, Finn thought, starting with you.

He was about to reply when a delicate hand settled on his arm.

June.

“Hello again, your highness,” her voice was chipper.

“Princess June,” Leo’s dimples creased his cheeks.

“Finn and I were just catching up with the other O’Hara Prince. Care to join us for our morning tea?”

Finn wanted desperately to get away from June then. She was too happy and relaxed for a situation that left Finn feeling like he was drowning. He needed to get away from all of them. Clear his head.

Gingerly, Finn pulled his arm from June’s grip. “Actually, uh, I have a suit fitting. For the wedding.” His jaw clenched around the last word.

“Oh,” June’s voice was slightly surprised. “Okay, then. I guess we’ll see you later?”

He was already backing away. “Don’t know how long it’ll be, but I’ll see you when I’m done.”

He left them standing there, each looking slightly perplexed at his abrupt exit.

Finn didn’t care.

He was just glad he could breathe again without the fear of slipping up. He hated being stuck in this position.

Finn’s steps were quick as he entered the palace and strode down the hall. He turned his head to look back, trying for a last glimpse of Leo’s golden curls, when he collided with a body.

Mmmmm angst

Also that ending!!!! 👀

[bohemiansweede]

Baby it's cold outside

Fanfic

Pairing Roger Taylor Brian May Maylor

Warnings Smut 🔞

A /N Brians POV

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Thank you

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It had start to snow like crazy now and we were not even half way home

The two of us had been Christmas shopping for our wifes and kids all day and Roger gaved me a ride home

- Fuckin shit... Cannot see a damn thing here, Roger shouted and tried to remove the snow with the windshield wipers

- Yeah.. Your eyesight is really not the best Rog, I scoffed

- Honestly Bri..

He started to get even more frustrated and the car slid on the road

- Roger.. Take it easy.. do not drive so fast in this weather.. I patted on his knee and his eyes trailed for a breaf second from the road

- You want me to take over?

- You? Driving MY car? No no no... No way..

It was a real blizzard outside now and on top of that it was soon dark

- C'mon Roger.. It is dangerous o..

I could not end the sentence until we were of the road, Roger tried to manouver it, but it was too late, the car stopped just on the side of a big tree

- Oh shit.. Damn it.. I took my palm over your forehead. It was a slight bleading

- Brian, are you ok?

- Y.. Yes.. I am fine.. Just a little scratch..

- Ohh fuck. M so sorry mate.. I..

- It is ok Rog.. Really... But we gotta stop driving .. It might calm down soon tho

I looked outside.. It was hard to see but..

- Hey, look, it is a big house over there they might have a phone.. I have 0% battery

- Even if you had charged it Bri, there is no connection out here.. Damn it.. Sarina is very impatient.. She has to know my every move..

- Anitha is on her theater rehersal so.. I guess she is prob not missing me.. Hey.. Let us check that house out ok?

We went out in the snowstorm and i almost slipped on the pathroad up to the big house

- Wow.. We are lucky Rog.. It is a little hotel

We opened the big door and went inside

The lobby was warm, cozy and fully christmas decorated 

- Good evening gentlemen. How may I help you

- Evening mam, we wonder if we could use your phone?

-I am so sorry Sir the landline is out due to the weather conditions

- Ohh fuckin dammit ... Perfect

- Relax Rog.. Have you heard the forecasts mam?

- They think this will go on all night.. Neither of us can get home either, we all have to stay here..

It smelled delicious from the restaurant and it was warm.. cozy..

- Guess we have no choice but to stay here Rog.

Roger rolled his eyes

- Let's see. We have 1..double left

- What do you say? Roger?. Sorry.. He is a little upset.. Yes we take it. Thank you mam

While I did all booking and got the key, Roger had already left to the bar

He sat alone on a stol swirled his glass and stared blank in front of himself

- Do you want to eat anything Rog?... or are you just drinking now?

- It is just so fuckin typical.. We had a huge fight yesterday.. One of many lately. Thought I was suppose to get home and fix it.. Instead I end up here in the middle of fuckin nowhere.

-.. With me...

- Oh Brian.. Sorry.. His eyes trailed on you while taken down his scotch.. Don't get me wrong but..

- I get it.. We are not suppose to be here.. but there is nothing we can do right now so... Just let us grab a meal and go to bed ahlright

He smirked a little, nodded, placed his empty glass on the bar and got up

The restaurant was pretty crowded But we managed to get a table little off side

- Mmmmm.. The salmon looks good. What are you havin?

- Not hungry

- C'mon.. You WILL be if you not..

- Yes Daddy..

It suddenly became awkward and quiet while he looked on the menu

I sipped on my guiniess and Roger ordered both yet an other scotch and a bottle of wine

His juicy steak looked amazingly good and I almost regreted to be that strict about food

- Looks good Rog..

- Yes it was really really great..

- Sooo... You are feeling better now?

Roger tapped with nervous fingers on the table..

- Well... Not entirely until I can speak to her..

- I understand, you two really love eachother right?

He did not answer.. Instead he waived to the waitress to come over with the bill

- So with that I asume you not wanting anything else?

He just shooked his head

On the way out from the restaurant he passed the bar

- You want one Brian? I can get really drunk now and regret it tomorrow..

Your head spun really fast

- Sure.. I can have... Well.. one more.. I want to think clear, but you knew you couldn’t

I grabbed my glasses and brought them to the open fireplace

We both sat down in the sofa and stared into the fire

- Bri.. I am sorry for being so grumpy.. I am just worried I guess

When Roger drank a lot he was very emotional.. anger, happiness, frustration, sadess,... guilt..

He had been my best friend for long over 40 years now and I knew him inside and out

I almost knew him more than I knew my own feelings.. With other words, I was honest to him, but not to myself

- Yes I know Rog.. But as I said.. there is not that much we can do.... the weather..

- Actually.. There is a lot we can do.

Our eyes locked and we both knew...

He placed his empty glass on the table in front of me, standing up from the couth, I emptied mine quickly

Without a single word we walked upstairs to our room, he fibbled with the room key and he muttered something about not being that drunk

He threw his jacket on the floor and tossed his shoes off, I unbottoned my shirt while looking at him doing the same

We both unbuckled our belts and the pants fell to the floor

I stod on the middle of the floor in just my underwear

Our bodies had changed over the years but I never lost my feeling about how good he looked, his hair was grey now but his eyes were soo big blue as ever and now I could see him looking at me up and down

We slowly walked towards eachother

It was silent, I just heard my own heart pounding in my chest

- I want to kiss you Brian May, Roger claimed, almost in a whisper. My eyes widened.. but don’t be mistaken…. I’ve been wanting to kiss you since the very first time I met you, he carried on.. In fact, I….

I cupped his beautiful face in my hands and kissed him.. Just a little kiss.. I backed out a little from him 

- Rog.. I.. I want this soooo bad I've alw..

Our lips crashed together with a loud moan his big hands trailed up along my back and in my unruly hair

Both our tounges wrestled together and I phanted in his mouth, he let out a little whine

With a struggle my lips left his, instead i kissed down his neck his collarbone.. Kissed the tiny little birth mark he had there, they continued to wander down his chest and down his belly, it was warm and soft like i always had imagined

I placed my hand on his bulge, mouth was watering, he helped me take his boxers off and his leaking cock sprung free

Not waisting any more time i quickly grabbed it in my hand and begun to pump him

I licked the tip with an eager tounge.. Roger growled and almost lost his balance of the feeling he had been hiding for so long.

My tounge licked his prominent vein and soon I finally closed my lips around him, almost swollowed him whole

- Shit... Shit.. Shit Br.. Brian

He whimpered and his eyes were wide and dark with lust

I bobbed my head faster and with tearing eyes I looked up on him, it was not long until his cock started to twitch

-OMFG.. Brian... I am ssso close..

I stopped and tried to stand up on my old legs

They weakened under me

- Lay down on the bed Brian... Let me take care of you

I managed to the bed and laid flat on my tummy

I felt him behind me , Roger kissed my neck and shoulders taking his big caloused palms caressing my ass

- I.. I have been thinkin about this so long... Cannot fuckin wait any longer..

I nodded and felt a lump in my throat... he felt the same

He wetened his finger by his own saliva and i felt his fingertip in my entrance

I whimpered and bucked my ass up at him, he started to stretch me out with his finger, slowly but soon i could not take it anymore

He grabbed my hips, lifting me up a little bit and placed a pillow underneath me

I could feel his cock slowly entering me and with a scream i took the other pillow trying to muffle myself

- Nno.. No Bri.. I wanna hear you

- F.. Fuck Roger.. biting my plump lip.. Oh shit... I.. Ahhh

His one hand grabbed the headboard and he thrusted faster and faster rubbing my prostate over and over again, my body was a trembeling mess and soon my tight hole maked him so close to the edge

Both of us screamed with lust and guilt

- Omg... Brian.. Shit.. I am coming.. Ahhh fuck..

Roger pulled out and just a brief second later I felt his warm cum all over my lower back

He was fast and grabbed my hips so I turned around, i felt totally helpless in his power

His mouth lowered down on me and he took my cock in his pretty mouth, started to bob his head fast, I grabbed his silver hair and bucked my hips up towards him

With a loud cry i came, it spilled over in his mouth and ran down his neck

He went out of bed and into the bathroom..

I looked outside, it had stopped to snow and my stomach burned with angst and guilt

Ok.. This was it.. Whatever it was. It was over.. It had to be

He returned to the bed, landed on his back next to me, wiped my back with the damp cloth

He looked at me and kissed my bruised forehead

- I love you Brian... Always have.. Always will...

He turned off his phone and layed back on my arm, our legs lingered together

This had changed everything

And I finally smiled to myself

~~~~~~🎄 ~~~~~~~

Enjoy more reading in my masterlist

Xmas fics

Updated

https://bohemiansweede.tumblr.com/post/638489349922635776/fanfic

[marenwithanm]

What about a Ghost Shuichi au where he died before solving a case and he relied on Kaede, the only person that could see him, to help him solve this case?

GHOST ANGST YES!!!! Thank you so much for the suggestion!!!!!!

Here’s a doodle page

Close ups of the doodles and au explanation under the cut

Shuichi and his Uncle (Itsuki Saihara) were at a concert hall because Genocider Syo killed someone there.

Shuichi stumbles upon Genocider Syo killing someone but she’s hiding her identity so he doesn’t see her face. She takes the case file he’s carrying for his Uncle, and kills him.

Maybe she hides his body underneath the stage. The place gets shut down after the numerous murders, and Shuichi’s body doesn’t get found.

Years later Kaede tags along with her Uncle Byakuya to get the place up and running again. (He wants to own a fancy music hall cuz money) Kaede sees a piano and just HAS to play it

Kaede’s music brings Shuichi back from the dead. She plays Dance Macabre by Camille Saint-Saëns Op.40 which is about the devil bringing people back from the dead on halloween. (I’m very clever literally looked up ‘classical music about death’)

Kaede finds Shuichi while she’s wandering around, and he tells her that he’s looking for his Uncle. After he realizes that his Uncle isn’t there, they decide to see if he’s at the agency he works for.

She asks Byakuya if she can go with Shuchi to the detective agency. He mentions she’s getting too old of imaginary friends, but he waves her off and says she can go as long as she doesn’t bother anyone there, and is back within an hour.

She and Shuichi head over there, and they find his Uncle’s office. 

His uncle is inside, arguing with his boss over the phone about how he doesn’t do murder cases anymore.

Kaede knocks on his door, and he hangs up. She says that Shuichi wanted me to help him find you, and Shuichi walks in. His uncle asks if someone told her to come say that and she says no confusedly. His uncle gets mad at her and says this isn’t funny. Kaede is about to respond with he’s right here what you mean??? When shuichi tells he that he’s pretty sure he’s dead. 

She asks what he means and he repeats himself. Something like “I’m a ghost. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” She says but ghosts aren’t real! And he says well apparently they are. He says to tell his uncle [insert cute phrase they would always say to each other here] And his uncle starts to believe them a little bit. Shuichi says he wants to work on his murder case, and the case of Genocider Syo since that’s who killed him

Shuichi on the day he got killed. Idk why I decided on that jacket, but it looks fun. He’s much less insecure then in cannon, since the inciting incident hasn’t happened yet, and he’s younger then in canon.The hat’s his uncle’s.

Smiling ghost boy :)

Thinking boy

Yeah this is why ghost Shuichi always has his hat covering his eyes. :/

A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED!

Kaede! Like Shuichi, she’s younger then in cannon. I haven't decided how young either of them are yet. 10 or above is what I’m thinking right now.

She just learned something.

Mmmmm dead body.

So yeah.

[boof-kun]

Do them,,, asks,,,

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)@bicep-naruto​

1. Are looks important in a relationship?

mmm not really bc if i were to like someone itd be for their personality ;)))

2. Are relationships ever worth it?

ye id think so

3. Are you a virgin?

yep

4. Are you in a relationship?

nop

5. Are you in love?

no but im in lov with you ;)))))

6. Are you single this year?

ye

7. Can you commit to one person?

yop

8. Describe your crush

dont have one

9. Describe your perfect mate

 v pretty, plays video games, generally likes the same sort of stuff i do, soft and worm like mash potatoe, has a cat named fluffy (cough cough its you)

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?

mmmmm i dont think people can truly be in love at first sight

11. Do you ever want to get married?

yeah and even if i dont find the right person by a certain point in my life maybe ill just marry one of my friends bc itd be like having a roommate who you also happen to be married to

12. Do you forgive betrayal?

it depends on what they do but in most cases no

13. Do you get jealous easily?

surprisingly not at all! i think the last time i felt jealous was is maybe third or fourth grade? after that any jealousy i might have felt just turned to sadness

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?

nop

15. Do you have any piercings?

i only have a single piercing in each ear but im considering getting a couple more ear piercings when im older? i rarely wear earrings though so thats the thing

16. Do you have any tattoos?

no but i have an idea of one i might get when im older

17. Do you like kissing in public?

no

20. Do you shower every day?

not every day but maybe five times a week (i only shampoo twice a week bc i found that works best for my hair)

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

uuu i dont think so?

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

perhaps?

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

yeah

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

ill barely be an adult in five years so no

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?

mmm nop

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

ye boi 

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?

no but a certain someone has written angst for me ;))

28. Have you ever been cheated on?

never been in a relationship so no

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?

no

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?

theres parts of my body i would prefer to be different but ive never actually considered plastic surgery

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?

no

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?

when it comes to fictional characters then yes

33. Have you ever had sex with a man?

im a child of christ

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman?

again, im a child of christ

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

when i was a Child i kissed my parents platonically

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?

nop

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?

probably (not in a romatic way though)

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

yeah

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

nope

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?

nop ((but maybe i will one day ;)))))))

41. Have you had sex so far this year?

i M a ChIld of ChrisT

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?

no

43. How long was your longest relationship?

never had one

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?

none

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013?

none

46. How many times did you have sex last year?

nOne

47. How old are you?

fourteen…………….. but not for long

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

i dont like anyone

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?

dont have one but if i did it would be everything

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu no?

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why?

i cant think of anyone on the top of my head but maybe?

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?

if there is im not aware of it

54. Is there someone you will never forget?

YOU

55. Share a relationship story.

dont have one

56. State 8 facts about your body

uuuu smol, filled with anger, also filled with love (for u), uuuuuuuuuuuuu feel free to add more

57. Things you want to say to an ex

dont have one

58. What are five ways to win your heart?

kill a man for me, throw boulders at my enemies, have some thicc biceps, smel nice, and smash a barrel over my head, killing me instantly

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?

i havent had any partners but if i were to have one right now i wouldnt want it to be more than one year (if i were older than the acceptable age gap would widen a bit)

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?

uuhhhuhu just the way their face does stuff when doing things???? also hair

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu buy me snacks

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?

mmmmmmmmmm pretty much the same thing you put

64. What is your definition of cheating?

my answer is also the same thing you put

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine?

no

66. What is your favourite roleplay?

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu not sure

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?

idk just something fun like going to an amusement park or even something like napping together?

68. What is your sexual orientation?

aroace. i feel platonic attraction (like for you) and aesthetic attraction (also for you) though

69. What turns you off?

uuuu people who are dinguses (dingi?)

70. What turns you on?

uuuuuuu good, soft people

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?

n o

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?

“im going to smash a barrel over your head, killing you instantly” ;) kinky i know

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?

kill me

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

hnhnhnnhn i have some small, unimportant ones but i cant think of a big one

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?

literally everything youve done for me

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?

nhhhhhhh 

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?

i dont really care unless the relationship seems like it might not be the healthiest 

78. What’s your dirtiest secret?

you know p much all my secrets i think

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why?

i dont remember why but it was in third or fourth grade

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

like twenty minutes ago

81. Who are five people you find attractive?

a bunch of fictional characters and you, of course ;))))))))

82. Who is the last person you hugged?

my dad

83. Who was your first kiss with?

havent had one

84. Why did your last relationship fail?

havent had any relationships

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?

maybe if i really like them