#my mind is wandering again ok goodbye

[lunarcry]

something something i wanna see natsume wonderhoy something something how i dont think im gonna give akira any ~magic~ or even sensitivity to supernatural stuff in postmhyk settings (i do like the idea of faint magic being On them due to those bonds however but thats mostly a For Myself thing anyway), BUT...akira is a lot more...hopeful(/accepting/etc) toward magic existing after everyone theyve met. guy whos reactions goes from "?!?!?!?!" to "magic...?" even when its clearly Not magic. "almost like magic" words said with such honesty it sounds childish but there's a touch of longing in there. if that doesnt make sense just know it does for my selfindulgence. tldr i think natsume & akira would be funny

[komoboko]

1-800-BINDING VOW

𖦹 husband!nanami kento x gn!reader

𖦹 my petition to the jjk community to let me start writing also break post bcs next post is gonna be HEAVY angst back to back LOL

husband!nanami who can’t help but linger and stay in bed with you for a few more minutes instead of getting ready for work. Needing to bask in your presence a little longer.

husband!nanami who can’t leave the house without giving you a goodbye kiss. He enjoys when you return it but on days where he leaves extra early he’s content with waiting on you to return his kiss later on.

husband!nanami who gets so bored with his boring office job that he ends up loosing track thinking about you. His mind wanders to things you’d like for him to do, places he could take you, what you would like for dinner tonight. He has to stop himself so he can get his work done and leave faster.

husband!nanami who always text you or tries to call you during his lunch break. He likes to pop in and see how you’re doing and make sure you’re ok. Always telling you he’ll be home soon and to not miss him to much. He always tells you it‘s just to say hi but you think it’s to help him push through the day.

husband!nanami who always uses you as an excuse to get out of any work events or after hour activities. “Sorry, tonight reserved for my partner.” , “Unfortunately i cannot join you. I need to get home to make dinner for my partner.” , “Sorry, my partner needs me.” The list can go on, anybody who works with him may get to know you without even meeting you because of nanami.

husband!nanami who hates having to stretch out his days whenever he has to do anything for jujutsu tech. As much as he doesn’t like doing it, it brings him some peace of mind knowing the curse he’s exorcising cannot harm you or anybody else.

husband!nanami who tends to talk about you around some of the students in jujutsu tech more than he realizes. Just like his coworkers they to learn a lot about you whether they have met you or not. Some of them start looking up to you as another guardian figure the same way they look up to nanami.

husband!nanami who on his way home gets distracted and ends up buying you flowers. Using them almost as an apology for his long day away from you and also to reassure you once again that he loves and cherishes you. He always likes to buy you tulips but on other occasions he’ll buy you roses or daises as well.

husband!nanami who can’t be happier once he makes it back home. Being able to lean back into your arms once again. He feels his shoulders drop down as his body finally relaxes, he feels at peace being in the comfort of your shared home finally back home to you. Who he’s been longing to see ever since he stepped out the door.

husband!nanami who holds you close once night finally falls and your both laying in bed, sleep about to fall upon the both of you. His arms wrapping around you in a comfortable but firm hold. Even when you are asleep he wants you to know he’s there for you, that he’s always going to be there for you.

husband!nanami who’s been saving up money for both of you to move to Malaysia. To finally escape the busy city life, the dangerous sorcerer life to somewhere peaceful. A place where both you and him can be together without anymore pain or grief to try and approach the two of you. A place where he can love you in peace.

husband!nanami who adores you so much and will make due with his office job and sorcerer life so that you will be happy.

[onboardsorasora]

Girl, reverse age gap verse has eaten my brain. I can’t think of anything else. Do you have something more to share with this humble audience???? 😭

Oh bestie! I whipped this one up just for you (i hope it reads ok)

part 1 and part 2 999wrds.

Max slapped Daniel's ass as he walked by him in the narrow hallway and smirked at the blush and lip bite he was rewarded with.

Daniel walked into the bright afternoon of the paddock while Max took the stairs to the media room that he would be having his press conference in. 

The questions were annoying and repetitive and he found his mind wandering back to his younger teammate and sometimes stress reliever. They hadn’t fucked, Max didn’t particularly see the need when Daniel was crawling on his knees or grinding in Max’s lap when he was having a particularly annoying day. Why would he take the time to do all that work when he was already getting off satisfactorily. 

Daniel was needy for him and allowed Max to do what he wanted with him, he didn’t need to interrupt that understanding that they had. He saw the looks Daniel threw his way, the boy was terrible at hiding what he was feeling. And the blushing didn’t help. But Daniel wasn’t clingy at least, he knew where he stood and that was all perfect in Max’s world.

He smiled and left the media room, happy to get the fuck out of there and onto the rest of his business for the day. The paddock was bustling, it was just Thursday, so it was nowhere near as chaotic as he knew the rest of the weekend would be. 

Bypassing a few mechanics and pundits, he found Daniel speaking animatedly with Lewis and Fernando. Max scowled behind his redbull can at the familiar look in Alonso’s eyes. Daniel giggled at something and Fernando rested his hand on the back of Daniel’s neck in response. Daniel bit his lip but didn’t stop the possessive hold. 

Max walked over there, slotting himself between the two and ignoring the questioning look Lewis gave him.

He knew what they were doing and he wasn’t having any of it. 

“Max, hey! Finished up already?” Daniel turned his full, happy attention to Max who barely stopped the victorious smirk from slipping onto his lips. Lewis and Fernando had a silent conversation in his periphery. 

“Yeah, I was about to head to lunch– you coming?” Max licked the back of his teeth when Daniel stuttered sadly about his previously planned lunch with Helmut that Max already knew about. Daniel seemed contrite to not be able to spend the time that Max wanted to with him and the smirk that Max fought previously, finally settled. “It is of course, alright Daniel. Come see me after maybe?” 

Daniel’s head bobbed aggressively as he nodded, a blush settling on his cheeks again. The silver of his braces caught the sun as he spoke. “Y-yeah, sure. I’ll come find you.” He backed away slowly, saying his goodbyes to Lewis and Fernando before he legged it off to the energy station.

Max watched him look back once before he was enveloped into the crowd. Lewis and Fernando were watching him when he turned to them. Lewis smirked and brought his hand together in a slow clap.

“I see we will have to try harder, Lewis.” Fernando smirked a shark smile. He eyed Max up the way he did on track, like a threat.

“I don’t think so, he’s got Daniel wrapped around his finger. But he’s a smart kid.” Lewis rubbed his beard.

Max rolled his eyes, he didn’t need to respond to their goading. But he could goad in return. “What? You two working together? Are pigs flying?”

“I guess we can just say that enemies fuck better.” Fernando shrugged, “your Daniel will soon learn this too.” He winked and Max scoffed before leaving them with a fake wave.

He made his way back into the garage, they didn’t know what they were talking about. Daniel was his.

Later, when he had Daniel on his knees in his driver room, Max heard their teasing filter in the back of his thoughts. His hand caressed Daniel’s sweaty curls, watching as honey eyes fluttered closed as he bobbed on Max’s dock. Max gripped the back of his neck, pressing his skin to erase the feeling of Fernando's previous touch. He grunted and slammed his hips forward, choking Daniel a little more. Watery honey eyes looked up at determined blue.

“So good for me.” Max whispered, thrusting forward again and again and Daniel clung to his thighs to steady himself. Max came in his mouth with a grunt and then flopped onto his couch. Daniel swallowed as best he could, wiping the rest off of his lips and chin. He scrambled onto Max’s lap when he motioned for him and tucked his face in his thick pale neck while he grinded against him.

Max held his hips while he chased his pleasure, he wanted to see his face. “Look at me.”

Daniel leaned back and Max watched the look of concentration deepen in the furrow of his brows. His grinding got more erratic and Max knew he was close, it never took him long to come.

“Good boy. There you go.” He praised and Daniel whined before stiffening. 

“Max,” he moaned and leaned in to press their lips together. Max turned so Daniel kissed his jaw instead. They didn’t do that.

He helped him clean up before sending him to the adjoining bathroom. When he came back, Max was taking his helmet and gloves from his bag.

“Do you want to catch like dinner later or something?” Daniel asked from the doorway. Max didn’t look over at him.

“No, that's fine. I’m jumping on the sim later.” Max turned to see Daniel biting his lip in uncertainty, but he nodded.

“Ok, yeah nah. I’ll probably just watch a movie or something.”

“Sounds good.” Max grabbed his things and walked to the door, Daniel followed him out and slipped into his own driver room. Max winked at him and walked away to head back to the garage, he didn’t turn to see if Daniel watched him.

[thedeviltohisangel]

Bucky and Spook have my heart 😭

I'm so looking forward to seeing their life after the war with their little buckys and little spooks!

*BLURB WEEKEND*

OK SHOULD I FINALLY REVEAL THE COMPLETE LIST OF THEIR BABIES AND A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THEM?!

Gale & Penelope: We are pretty well acquainted with these two. They are the tentpoles of the post-war life. Represent everything they fought for and worked for. An ABSOLUTE HANDFUL to have two babies at the same time but they are so so so so so in love with being parents and it turns them on so much that just over a year later...

Lillian: We have recently met this cutie. She is deaf in her right ear so Cass/John are very consumed by her medical needs while she is younger. Always looking for the best doctors and equipment and care and making sure she has the resources to still do well in school and have as normal childhood as possible. Things feel really perfect and they have lulled themselves into being comfortable. But then everything changes.

Imogene: She is about two years younger than Lillian. Cass is about 3 months pregnant when John gets the call to Korea. Just let your angst minds wander with what that means. He is saying goodbye to his three little babies who are just starting to understand the world around them. The twins understand Daddy is leaving. He is saying goodbye to his wife he promised he would never separate from again. AND she is pregnant. If something goes wrong, she won't be there. And vice versa at home. BUT-we all know Cass always has something up her sleeve :)

Wesley: Their last baby. A bit of an oops (and yes, John makes smirky comments how he's still got it). 4 years younger than Immy. A LITERAL PRINCE. Because he is the last, his parents dote on him in such precious precious ways. His siblings also do. When I say Wesley is a literal angel, I mean it. The perfect child.

Let me know what questions/thoughts you all have on their little family!

[asinbunn]

Hii I love your whole shrine aesthetic and can I pray for Scara and Xingqui with a drunk flirty s/o :D

𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭

Prep Note : I added Albedo because I got mixed up mid way as this request is a year ago, and I'm very fucking sorry 👯 I tried analyzing their mannerisms in speech through voicelines, the way they deliver their speech esp with Wanderer still having Scaramouch traits, the harshness has toned down to a (civil enough ig) certain level.

Everyone except Xingqiu has a short imagine because,,my brain short circuited = short texts

Characters : Xingqiu x Reader || Albedo x Reader || Wanderer/Scaramouche x Reader

Genre : Fluff // Crack // Lovey Dovey shæt // TEXT + IMAGINES/SCENARIOS

Warnings : Mentions of alcohol // Cringe pickup lines 🤡 // You will have a stroke deciphering the texts // Could still be OOC // Mentions of Ningguang, Beidou + Kaeya + Aether // Established relationships // Scara's became kinda deep ngl

Xingqiu

Not every msg is translated ! "HEYY BANGSIES, I MISS YOU 😔 HELLO" — "Are you busy" — "Whaat awesome 🥰🥰 I'm actually with Beidou and Ningguang" — "THEY'RE SO LOVELY 😭😭😭" — "UHM YEAH SHE CAN HOLD ALCOHOL REALLY REALLY WELL" — "you know what let's go to the library tmr together" — "don't worry, don't worry it's OK bbg" — "WDYM OH"

Albedo

Again not everything is translated ! "Yeaah baedo HEYY" — "anything for you my sweet baedo" — "hehe you know what, I think even without gravity on Teyvat"

As you lower down your phone, you could see Albedo coming into the tavern, your whole face lights up even more and Kaeya notices that, chuckling at you. Your expression melts in infatuation as the pale blonde approaches your table.

"Let's go home now darling, it's getting quite late" He reached out to hold your hand with a welcoming smile. You stood up fast, wobbly then waving the tall exhausted male a goodbye for the night whilst clinging onto your beloved Alchemist for standing support. You two start exiting the tavern after paying the bill, walking slowly toward your designated home.

At first, the air was creaking in the silent night, difficult to see the sight of stars but the positively pleasant glow of the moonlight just takes your breath away, you inhale the fresh air of Mondstadt lightly before interrupting the peaceful silence between you and your lover,

"uhgh..i'm burning, it's getting so much hotter, could be because of the hottie by my side ahheug.." Albedo smiles fondly, continuing to listen to you ramble nonsense before carrying on the conversation himself,

"You know dear, it actually takes a lot of heat to burn things" you don't pay much attention to what's he saying though still registering the words emitting from his soft voice, Albedo continues with a hum,

"I guess it doesn't take much for me to bring the heat to your cheeks" 

As he finishes the sentence the alchemist let's out a raspy chuckle after seeing your eyes widen and ears start glowing red. You can't tell whether it's the alcohol that's causing your temperature to rise or the fact that Albedo is getting bolder by the minute. Mostly likely both, which proves his statement.

Despite having sobered up just slightly, you still stumbled up the stairs before you could take impact upon the concrete, reacting quickly, Albedo firmly caught your arms, and suddenly an idea came into his tinkering mind.

"My dear, could you stand still for a moment?"

You do as he says, patiently waiting for him as he takes off his long white hooded coat. He asks you to wrap it around your lower waist, using his coat to act as a towel. You follow his instructions without paying any mind to it or giving a second thought.

Although before you could thank him for catching you, he swiftly sweeps you off your feet resulting in you letting out a low startled gasp all while in the motion of being carried by your beloved pale-blondie in bridal style. To ensure your safety and comfort, he'll let you adjust to the position as well as the coat wrapped around your legs first before carrying on to returning home.

"Ah~ Albedoo you're so gentle and sweet to me" you softly state while giggling a little whilst laying your head by his firm shoulder and neck with your eyes resting closed. Albedo tilts his gaze towards your blissed expression and smiles tenderly as he brings you two back to your shared home.

Scaramouche/Wanderer

reader is more stable but unhinged texter here

You quickly stand up upon reading the last text he sent, letting out a little screech mid way through Aether’s sentence, startling him and resulting in him asking what’s wrong. 

“My beloved is heree!” you excitedly exclaim while darting your attention to the front doors of the restaurant, the serene blue dressed male standing by idly waiting for you. You briskly walked over.

Your pace speeds up recklessly, you spread your arms as you reach closer to your beloved puppet boy, closing your eyes to brace yourself for the impact. Crashing into Scaramouche’s figure, he wraps his arms around your waist whilst yours slides up from his biceps to his thin porcelain neck. You suddenly burst into a fit of giggles, joyful to see him after spending many hours with your new friend, the renowned Traveller.

“Well, hey there you silly thing, had enough fun for tonight yet?” he asks as the corners of his lips perks into a smirk, eyebrow raised high. You snickered out a ramble of "Yes" in repetition, in which Scara's wide smirk melts into a fond little smile, just for his love.

As Aether approaches, you motion a wave for him to come closer, "Say hi guys, you two have met more than once! No need to be so awkward at this point.." You proudly state as if you didn't know their past predicament already.

Aether lets out a quiet "Hey" though still remaining eye contact with your loverboy, while Scaramouche only nods in acknowledgement. It's now 10:36pm, you start to doze off a little, resting your eyes all while leaning on your boyfriend's figure for support and muttering, mumbling incoherent jumbles of words into Scara's ear. Of course, they both take notice to your sleepy drunk state and Scaramouche decides to end it off for today,

"Thanks for entertaining them today Traveller, I'll be taking them back home, have a goodnight then." As he says those last few words, he gently shakes you, re-awaking your drifting mind. Making sure you're conscious, his gaze is only in your droopy eyes, he then whispers with one hand on your cheek, "We're going home now okay sleepyhead?" To that you give a nod of approval, rubbing the sleep off your eyes for a little while. You turn your head and attention towards Aether wishing him goodnight and bid him a goodbye as you and your beloved begin walking out.

Just a moment after walking out the doors you come to a stop, in which Scaramouche caught sight of in an instant. "What's wrong? Why did you stop?" he questioned in slight concern for you. You stare into his lovely indigo eyes, in your own little world, you blurted out in reply,

"Can you carry me on your back please" well that seemed very sudden to him but not all that surprising as it's getting late and it isn't easy staying conscious whilst being drunk. He blinks at your pretty little sleep-desiring eyes,

“...Seriously? you're just going to ask me that, out of the blue?” He could only sigh at your needs, although it’s not like he could ever say no to you in moments like these anyways. “I suppose I can make an exception for you, get on.” He lowers his body in a stance for you to hop on his back. You beamed brightly at his quick cooperation and advanced toward his lowered figure, hugging his hunched back and wrapping your arms from the top of his shoulders, down to his hardened chest. Once you're both comfortable and ready to get moving again, he lifts himself and your figure up straight with ease.

Scaramouche ponders for a moment as he starts walking, “So what were you guys talking about if you hung out for half the day?” You let out a muffled hiccup, then gave a peck on the side of his neck before raising your head from nuzzling his neck. “Aether and I were just trying to get to know each other a little better, they asked a bunch of questions like what I was interested in” You replied, words slurring, you took a second to process your sleepy state before continuing, “I- *hic* I said..I was interested in Scara obviouslyy~” you let out a hushed laugh and stirred. You try to shift yourself forward to sneak a peek at Scara’s face, wondering how he’s gonna react. His ears are dusted in red whilst his cheeks burn up within the cool breezy night.

"Do you always spout your feelings around whilst you’re drunk?” He says that as if he hates it but you both know that’s just the way he is, can’t forwardly accept and admit these things until sooner or later. You inhale sharply, “I am drunk but.. *hic* I love you” even if you are drunk, you don’t believe that your feelings would ever go astray like the way your mind does.

“I’ve heard many say that some humans are the most honest with such heartfelt emotions in times like these. I love you too but I am sober.” He smiles at you with absolute devoted affection, at the very moment you’re still not completely sober however you don’t miss the slight rising blush as he brings himself to say those tender words with nothing but utter sincerity. He’s been hurt, put into a shell of despair for many decades only until he learnt the truth of his world, was when he had the ability to free himself of such sorrows and self-pity. Trust is something he felt he would never be able to give out again, and so for you to present your vulnerability so freely to him makes him think twice. Perhaps he’ll take in all your love even if he will experience the pain from all those years ago once again, he would do so, to gain happiness in the moment with you without wanting to think of the possible consequences it may bring. He’ll endure it no matter what, because you are the best thing that has ever happened to him in a long time. Suddenly his deprecating thoughts are brushed away the instant you speak up again,

“Your smile is the prettiest type of smile I have ever seen..” it’s bewildering, just how much he wants to believe in everything you say. Even if it’s complete nonsense, he really is infatuated with you..

“This smile only exists when I’m with you.”

End Note : I'm living in constant fear of tumblr's word limit, I got carried away with Scaramouche's passage but it took me days to write it all out along with procrastination. I was also using a chat bot to gain ideas from Scara's slight identity shift and some replies were so 😰 MOST WERE HELPFUL THOUGH SO IT'S OKAY - asinbunn

[elly99]

Ditto

Part 5 of 5. Check here for more details.

Something was different about her recently. Yes, your best friend was now a superstar. Yes, you weren't able to hang out as often, especially with a new release coming soon. But that wasn't it. You felt there was something more. Maybe it was something different about you.

You found yourself missing her. A lot more than usual. There was a certain emptiness you felt when she wasn't around. It was subtle at first, but now, it was all you could think about. She was all you could think about.

You recall the last time you saw each other. It was a few weeks ago, when she stopped by your place to rest with you and talk about her upcoming song Ditto. She couldn't talk about the lyrics just yet, but she told you that something about the song resonated with her and that she was excited to share it with you. Before she left that night, you swear there was something different about the way she hugged you goodbye. Or maybe it was something different about you. You remember not wanting to let go.

A notification on your phone pulls you out of your thoughts. It was a message from Mingki 🐻.

"Can I come over for a while? Gonna be really busy this month so just wanna spend some time with you. I bought you coffee!"

Your heart started racing. And you were starting to understand why.

"Of course, Min! What time were you thinking?"

"I'll be at our rooftop spot in 10."

Your heart continued racing. And it wasn't just because you were now scrambling to find a proper outfit to wear.

Having settled for just a t-shirt and jeans underneath your padded jacket, you waited for her on your favorite bench. You had shared a lot of memories with her here. It was sitting on this bench that she first told you she was going to debut. It was sitting here amongst the trees that you told her you made it into university. It was sitting here under the stars that you promised to always look out for each other and to never keep secrets.

"Bro, stop shaking your leg. You look like you're having a nervous breakdown or something."

You turn around to see her grinning at you and handing you your cup of iced coffee. But taking it from her did not immediately occur to you, because you could only process one thing: she looked gorgeous.

"Yo, are you good? Did I get you the wrong drink? This is your favorite, though..."

"No, no, it's perfect! Thanks, Min."

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine! I just missed you. I'm happy to see you."

"Aww, I've missed you, too! That's why I'm here."

She sits beside you, leaning close for warmth. Your heart is still racing. And it wasn't just because of the caffeine.

"How have you been?"

"Mmm, busy. Very busy. And very tired," she sighs, then carefully leans her head on your shoulder. "I just wanna stay quiet for a while. Is that ok?"

"Of course," you reply, wondering if the drum inside your chest would be able to comply with her request.

Half an hour passes as you just silently enjoy each other's company. In that time you allow your thoughts to wander again. There was something different about her. Even in the winter air her presence had never felt warmer. In the golden light of the sunset she had never looked more beautiful. Sitting here with her now, closer than you'd ever been before, you felt it. You felt it in the now steady beating of your heart. Weeks of confusion culminating in this one moment of clarity. But you didn't know how to tell her.

So instead you ask, "Wanna listen to some music?"

Seeing her nod, you take out your phone and choose a song that would hopefully get your message across.

My mind is running circles, my heart's out in the rain I know that this is sudden, but Do you feel the same?

"I like this! Can you send me the link?"

"Yeah, of course."

When the song is over she checks her phone then turns to you.

"Hey, I'm sorry but I need to go."

You were suddenly gripped by fear. Did she understand what you were trying to say? Did you make her uncomfortable? Did she not feel the same? Seeing you frown at her sudden declaration, she immediately moves to hug you. The warmth of her embrace feels different. Hopeful. But maybe it was just you.

"I'm sorry! I know I didn't get to stay long. I just have a lot going on right now. I still appreciate you staying here with me, though. I really needed some peace and quiet... with you," she trails off.

"Yeah, it's no problem! I understand. I'm just going to miss you again," you chuckle, attempting to mask your disappointment.

"I'll miss you, too! But before I go I have something for you."

She reaches for a folded up piece of paper in her jacket pocket and places it in your hand. The unexpected contact gives you butterflies.

"It's about Ditto. We promised to not keep secrets, so here's everything I have about our new song. Keep it to yourself, of course! I'm trusting you. As always."

"You got nothing to worry about, Minji," you smile. "When will you be free again?"

"I don't know yet, but I'll come see you as soon as I can," she says reassuringly and hugs you again. "I promise."

As she gets up, the cold is suddenly overwhelming. You fight the urge to grab her hand and stop her from leaving.

"Read that carefully, ok? I would've talked about it now, but it was easier to express my thoughts in writing. Text me what you think."

"I'll read it before bed. Thanks, Min."

And as she walks away, you fight the urge to run after her and never let her go. To ask her how she felt. You just needed to know.

Maybe some other time.

You tell me that you're leaving, but I wish you would stay I think that this is worth it, but Do you feel the same?

Back all alone in your apartment later that night, you feel it again. The cold embrace of her absence and the uncomfortable company of your thoughts. Before you sleep you finally read the note, imagining the words in her voice, trying to feel her close again.

Hey,

I don't really know where to begin. I'm not good at things like this. But our latest song has had me thinking a lot recently. About you, actually. It goes:

My feelings for you Like the memories we share Have grown so big Summer's gone and it's autumn Been waiting all this time

I got no time to lose I had a long day I miss you I got nothing to lose I like you

I don't want to Stay in the middle Like you a littlе Don't want no riddle Say it, say it back, oh, say it ditto Can't wait 'til the morning, so say it ditto

I want you so, want you, so say it ditto

I don't want to keep hiding anymore. I can't keep hiding. And we promised never to keep secrets, right? So here's me saying that I like you. I'm always happiest when I'm with you. I've had feelings for you for some time now, but I only let myself feel them completely after singing this song.

We've known each other for so long, but I still can't be sure if you'll like me back. And I was scared at first about messing up our friendship, because it's one of the most precious things to me. But Ditto made me realize what it's like to have nothing to lose. It made me realize that liking someone is a beautiful thing. So here's my heart. I like you. I want you.

I hope we can still be friends if you don't feel the same. But if you do, it's going to be hard. We'll have to keep us a secret. And we did promise never to keep secrets, but I think it would be worth breaking that promise just this once.

Sleep well tonight. I'm sending bear hugs! If you want.

Love, Your Minji

Screw sleep. Screw texting her back. You grabbed your phone and called her up.

"Minji-yah..."

Ditto.

[triplecatattack]

This was based off of @cloudninetonine 's fanfiction called a players aid and honestly I loved it so much I started to write again so made a little fic about it in my down time if y'all got any comments or criticisms let me know.

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Across time

LU/oot link x child!reader

the guide is 11/12 during the events of the story

Tw: general angst,light body dysmorphia?, Poor editing, oot spoilers.

The hero of time had a child not physically but mentally in a way he dubbed them the guide normally the child be concerned a strange small voice talking talking to them like they had known him his entire life like he was there best friend and them in return and it was quite annoying.

Until he had to leave his home behind the first time he heard them go quiet was after he left the kokiri Forest for the first time saying farewell to saria and the place you've known as a home for all his life was not an easy task maybe even worse by the silence his guide presented after saying goodbye to one of his only friends he felt them he felt there warm tender embrace he could feel there kindness and empathy radiating within him.

"I'm sorry link I know this must be hard for you, to just leave everything and go on a journey like this but hey at least you're not alone you've got me and I'll make sure we get through this together, ok." The child-like voice spouted, sounding not much similar than his own.

"Thank you" he whispered

"What's your name?"

" I'm Y/N " they replied with childlike enthusiasm.

"Do you think we will really stay together through this" he spoke silently walking into Hyrule Field.

"Yeah well we got to, I know you have navi, but who else is going to watch your back." The guide exclaimed to the child hero.

And they did, even when link had went to the master sword sealed within it's pedistle anxiety radiating within him he pulled sealing his fate.

Saria was gone

Princess Ruto was gone

Dariunia was gone

Zelda was missing

All he had was navi and his guide

Y/N had proven to be a beacon of light in his dreary adventure' not to say Navi wasn't helpful but Navi never had any helpful puzzle solving skills and the guide had an odd but unique scence of humor.

Whenever the mood got dark and whenever link let his mind wander too much he could always count on his guide to make a off-color/strange, funny joke, awful pun or even just some reassuring affirmation to keep his Spirit's up.

But then it all changed as soon as the master sword was pulled out of its pedistle it all changed the young boy had the body of a young man, but not the mind to match. And everything, was changed not just the young hero but his land castle town was decrepit, a shell of its former self,Zora's domain a frozen pit, and gororn city all but abandoned.

Hyrule had gone to "heck in a handbag" as they said the one thing stayed the same, his only constant thus far his guide.

Y/n

But things never really got better after finding all the stages but y/n remaind through every hardship trial and quest no matter how bleak it got at least he had people to rely on navi and his self proclaimed "guide".

Until the inevitable end.

Zelda was taken by gannondorf, trapped in a crystal and taken to the remains of Hyrule castle.

This was the endgame he knew it and so did y/n.

"Don't worry link we'll rescue Zelda and save the day together ' we just gotta!" They exclaimed with the typical childlike nativity.

Link on the other hand was not so sure he couldn't escape the sinking feeling that something bad was going to happen regardless of how this was going to end.

"Ok then let's finish this and bring peace to Hyrule!" Link exclaimed.

The battle and escape was grueling, every attack from Gannon hurt tenfold however this was nothing with his guide and navi by his side the two people he could depend on most.

He could take on anything, right?

"Right, Y/n......"

"Y/n"

"Y/n"

" I'm sorry link The adventures over it's time for me to go" they sniffled.

Were they crying?

"Please I already lost navi I don't want to lose you too' don't go please." He sobbed did everything they went through together.

"I,m so sorry I don't want to go but the adventures over I wish I could stay longer but I cant"

"I'm sorry link, goodbye."

And then as if he felt his soul leave his body they left.

Just like that.

There warmth and tenderness he felt all throughout his very being was gone.

"Y/n"

"Y/n"

"Please come back."

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This was already submitted to cloudninetonine's blog but I was kind of proud of it so, it's going on mine now(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

[toomuchracket]

given recent events I’ve been thinking about a little city day out with matty just walking around holding hands, bumping into friends, him buying me whatever I want…

i miss birthday party matty so i'm making this about him lol. somehow, miraculously, work has taken you both to nyc at the same time; matty for recording and some press, you also for press and meetings and publishing negotiations. you stay in the same hotel because why wouldn't you, when you're in the same city for the same period of time, and it's actually quite domestic because even though you're thousands of miles from home you're still waking up together and showering and getting ready together and having breakfast and kissing each other goodbye when you leave for work. anyway, your final day in nyc is a free day for matty and a mostly free day for you - you have an early little press event/talk to do with an award you've been nominated for, which matty goes along with you to (the interviewer says something like "a lot of your new nonfiction seems to have more of a focus on love and romance than your previous writing" and you look at matty and smile like "yeahhhhhh that's someone else's influence" and his heart genuinely flutters lol), and then you just spend the day having a wander. in my mind, it's quite a crisp autumn morning (i'm rewatching gilmore girls again can u tell), and matty's doing cute shit like holding your cheeks in his hands and kissing your nose to warm them both up, and wrapping you into his coat while you queue for coffee; he holds his coffee in one hand and your hand in the other as you walk down the street, and does his usual thing of kissing you while you wait for the crosswalks (look at me using americanisms!!) to tell you to move. and you just spend the day slowly, dipping in and out of various bookshops and record shops and clothes shops, where matty (still on a high from your little interview moment earlier and even more putty in your hands than usual) says quite seriously "i will literally buy you whatever you want as long as you can fit it in your suitcase for going home"; you're like "baby it's ok lol i didn't really intend on buying anything", and matty hugs you tightly and kisses all over your face like "let me treat you! let me love you!", and you giggle like "you do already! but if you insist" and pick out some little bits to take home with you. he also carries your bags because he's cute like that, and does the cheesy little hand-in-back-pocket move while you walk so he can squeeze your bum - you roll your eyes at him when he does, he gives you a shit-eating grin in return, and then you both giggle and matty pushes you into him so he can kiss you again. later, maybe you run into jack and margaret and end up going for dinner with them, and seeing them in their newlywed bliss phase makes matty so delulu about marrying you (he is counting the days until the wedding. they are in the hundreds. but still), then you just head back to the hotel and share a bottle of wine and a bubble bath and... well, you know the rest. but it's lovely, the whole day <3

[legacyshenanigans]

Has Volo ever brought a one night stand back to his house or is MC the first person he’s ever like actually had in his bed? (Since she’s the first person he’s truly cared about in that sense)

Does he prefer to go to others houses/a hotel so that he can just leave immediately afterward, or does it not matter much to him?

I actually love this question, because "fuck boy Volo" is one of my favourite things hahaha 🤣 as a former "fuck girl" in my past it brings back nostalgia lmao.

He has brought a number of people back to the Manor before MC, and he's menace when they leave 🤣🤣

Fuck Boy behaviour 🤣

Ominis: *sat in the living room, listening in on a conversation Marvolo is having at the front door with a one night stand he'd obviously had*

ONS: Last night was amazing *smiles*

Marvolo: *small chuckle* It was wonderful..

ONS: Will I see you again?

Marvolo: Of course you will, Sweetheart. Don't you worry, I couldn't stay away from someone like you for too long *smirks*

ONS: *giggles and leans in to kiss him*

Marvolo: *puts his finger on her lips* Ah Ah..Let's not kiss goodbye *charming grin* After all, it's not really goodbye, is it? *narrows his eyes* Let's leave each other, and think about nothing but our next kiss, until we see each other again..

ONS: *sighs dreamily* Ok, well, I'll see you soon.

Marvolo: Indeed you will.

ONS: *wanders off down the path, looking over her shoulder one last time and giving him a smile*

Marvolo: *leaning in the door frame, giving her a smile back* .... *he then closes the front door and his smile fades to a small frown instantly* Urgh...

Ominis: "Urgh"? What do you mean, "Urgh"? What was that little show all about? *laughs in confusion*

Marvolo: Oh god, didn't know you were there..Never you mind.

Ominis: *chuckles* Why did you say "urgh"? Are you going to see her again?

Marvolo: *sigh* If you MUST know, Ominis..No, I won't be seeing her again.

Ominis: But you told her you would?

Marvolo: I tell people a lot of things..

Ominis: What if she comes back here? Demanding to see you when you don't contact her?

Marvolo: HA..She won't, she's not the type, I can tell. Don't get me wrong, I would ADORE a psycho who would have the NERVE to turn up here, mad because I didn't contact them, infact, if someone did that, I'd probably sleep with them again, just for the intense thrill of it.

Ominis: Urgh, Marvolo shh..Anyway, why not just tell her the truth?

Marvolo: The truth? *chuckles* We barely know each other..Why the hell would I do that?

Ominis: *shakes his head and chuckles* You're a fool, Volo.

Marvolo: No, Brother *sinful grin* SHE'S a fool..For thinking a half drunk man who picked her up in some fucking dive bar at 2am has ANY intentions of seeing her again.

Ominis: *laughs* Thats pig behaviour.

Marvolo: *oink oink* Now, I need to go and get myself ready for the day *chuckles as he wanders off upstairs*

~

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Entry No. 2 Okay, today, something actually happened. I met someone new! I know for a lot of people that's not a novelty -or remarkable at all- but to someone like me, who rarely ever goes out, it is indeed, a novelty! Well i should just get to the story; This morning one of my cats just out of nowhere decided to ran away from home the moment i opened the door to check my mail -i swear i love these critters but sometimes they just get on my NERVES- So well i quickly ran after to try to catch him. As usual, some kids saw me running in the distance and got scared of me, they're afraid of me for some reason, they call me "The Crazy Cat Lady" despite the fact i'm NOT a cat. Regardless, i kept running after my cat for a while, the little guy just kept escaping from my clutch. At some point we arrived to the entrance of some kind of "chapel". I didn't even know we had one. My cat, as the little devil he is, just entered the building withough a second thought. At that point i was starting to lose my mind so i also entered the building, with a little more effort. The place was dark and i couldn't see too well in it. I wandered a bit through the dark, calling for my cat, until i hit my face against something and fell to the floor. And then i met him! A really tall guy with a tophat and a shovel, empty eyes and a skeletical face, just hovering over me... He actually really scared me for a moment, but the moment he realized that he apologized, quickly turned on the lights and helped me get up. His name is Sakriss, he said he is a gravekeeper, and new to the Dark World. He has such a way with words, and such elegant manners i... Think i just stood there, mesmerized while looking at him for severals seconds i didn't realize i was still holding his hand from when he helped me up, and actually almost forgot what i was supposed to be doing. I asked him if he saw my cat anywhere in here and he just... took off his top hat and from the inside, completely unharmed, my cat sprung out! I quickly grabbed that little critter and snuggled him for causing so much trouble! Sakriss told me he found him on top of one of the graves, and that when he heard me calling, he immediately connected the dots. I apologized to him for all the trouble and for barging in so suddenly, but then he said HE was sorry for scaring me and making me fall over on accident, said he felt ashamed for hurting a lady like that. A little flustered, i assured him that i was ok, and he just mentioned he was glad for that. And well, i told him we had to go, and as soon as i did he insisted on walking me to the door, i said yes and so he did. He opened the door for me and said goodbye to me. I got mesmerized again by this guy's surprisingly good manners, and the fact he was just treating me so nicely. I said goodbye, walked through the door and left the way i came from. Now i'm at home writing this and... I can't help but to feel curious about him. Sakriss. The way he talked, his manners, and his abnormally "melancholic" expression. It makes me want... To know more about him. ... And now that i think about it. Why would a Dark World need a graveyard?

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[ultragift]

FROM: @elpisnyx

TOO: @nyanderthal16

If Gabriel was told months prior to this, that he’d be snuggled on a couch with his arch-nemesis on the remnants of a cold, dead Earth, he would’ve thought it as an insult. Yet here he was. Warm metal arms held Gabriel in as much of a loving embrace as they could, careful to not pinch or harm him. Nestled on his chest was V1, resting. The machine had its optic closed, seemingly to appear “asleep”. It was honestly endearing to the angel. To see such a powerful and hyperactive mechanical force, sleeping in his arms, warmed his heart. Gabriel gently moved his arm up, reaching to pat V1’s head. Its optic peaked open, the light from it casting a glowing amber hue on him.

“Finally done resting, Machine?” He spoke.

The word had become more of a term of endearment to refer to V1. They stared at his helmeted face, and with their feedbacker hand, went to cup Gabriel’s cheek under the helmet. He chuckled.

“Didn’t take you for such a cuddly type. Then again, you’re full of surprises.”

V1 slowly got up off of him, and stood up, stretching their robotic joints. In quick motion, they signed out “YOU ASKED FOR IT” to him. He chuckled.

“I’M GOING TO SCAVENGE FOR FOOD AND PARTS; YOU CAN STAY BACK, GABE.” it then signed. He nodded, waving goodbye as V1 scrambled off. Gabriel took a second to think of what to do without his love, his mind wandering to reminisce on first getting here.

Since coming to live on earth, the two had gotten quite settled in, despite the ruined conditions. The sky was a clouded mess most of the time, harsh snow pelting the frozen grounds. But occasionally, the sun’s light would shine down, illuminating the barren world, if only for a minute. They had together found and restored a cozy home on the outskirts of some old city. It took a while, but it was worth it. They had even managed to make a fireplace to warm the two on the coldest days of winter. Every now and then, they’d explore the abandoned city to find anything that caught their eye. Sometimes it was scraps of shiny objects that Gabriel hoarded, or it was old electronic parts that V1 would try and repair. Either way, it provided them with something to do, other than spar or cuddle.

It also came as a surprise to both of them to find lots of fauna and even some animals still alive, even in the harsh conditions of the neverending snowstorm. V1 used this opportunity to hunt for blood rather than use Gabriel’s. It made him wonder, how fascinating, that life could go on, even in the absence of The Father.

The sounds of birds chirping startled him out of his thoughts… Wait, birds..? Gabriel got up from his spot, strolling outside, curious. Sure enough, on a fallen tree beside the house, a flock of Mourning Doves cooed and chirped, nestled together for warmth. He smiled. A sudden sound of trees rustling started the doves, and they scattered. Gabriel looked to the source of the noise, only to find his beloved dragging a tree from a closeby forest.

“...Machine..? What are you doing..?” Gabriel inquired. V1 looked up, dropping the tree to sign something out.

“THOUGHT I COULD SURPRISE YOU WITH A CHRISTMAS TREE.”

“Wait.. It’s Christmas???” He said, surprised. He never knew what month or day it was since humanity died out.

“YUP. MY INTERNAL CLOCK SAYS IT’S DECEMBER 25TH, 2330. DIDN’T KNOW IT EVEN WORKED UNTIL NOW.”

Gabriel stood still, shocked at the revelation. Had… Had it really been that long…?

“WOULD YOU MIND HELPING ME GET THIS TREE IN, OR ARE YOU GOING TO STAND THERE IN THE COLD?” V1 signed. Gabriel scoffed.

“Can’t you do it yourself, or have you gotten weaker since we last fought?” He teased. V1’s optic gave him a dirty look.

“Ok.. Fine, I’ll help.” Gabriel walked over, grabbing the other side of the tree and lifting it up. Together, they carried the tree in, setting it down in the corner of the living room.

The tree wasn’t in too bad shape, all things considered. Gabriel looked over to the tree, and then to V1.

“How… How do you know what Christmas is? For all I know, we are the only two beings to be celebrating it in decades.” He asked.

“CREATORS WOULD HAVE A TREE IN THE LAB EVERY CHRISTMAS.” The machine signed. “I LEARNED FROM SOME ENGINEERS WHAT IT ALL MEANT.”

“Interesting… Do you know how to decorate a tree, Machine?”

“YOU HANG DECORATIONS ON IT. COULD WE USE SOME OF THOSE SHINY SCRAPS YOU COLLECTED INSTEAD?” It inquired. Gabriel nodded.

“Before we do that… I…” Gabriel began, unsure of what exactly to say. V1 tilted their head, curious.

“I’d like to thank you, for being with me all this time. You mean the world to me, V1. I’m… I’m happy to celebrate Christmas with you. Merry Christmas, Machine.” He said, smiling under his helmet. If V1 could smile, they would too.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS, LOVE.” It signed, hugging the angel. He hugged back. Despite everything around them, life was good with those you cherish.

[matchayogitea]

Suspicious Minds - part 2

Part 1

"Are we lost?"

Silence.

"Maybe we should turn around."

More silence.

"Steve..." 

He let out a soft sigh, finally acknowledging what you had been suspecting for half an hour now. "I guess we are lost."

You lowered the map you were looking at and gave him a smile, as he pulled over to the side of the road. "It's ok, Steve. It's not like we had reservations or anything."

"I know, but... I really wanted to get to California before evening."

"It's only four, we might still make it," you sensibly pointed out. "What's all the rush anyway? I thought you were enjoying this trip."

Steve turned to look at you and leaned closer, placing a hand on your cheek, stroking it tenderly. "I am enjoying the trip, very much. But..." his eyes lowered to your lips for a second, before looking up at you again. "I wanted to get there early, be well rested for tomorrow... and finally do it."

You blinked, feeling yourself flush. "You mean... getting married?"

He nodded, getting closer, kissing you gently. "Yeah, I thought you'd actually cave when we were in Vegas and saw that hot Elvis impersonator and ask him to marry us-"

"Oh my God, I never said he was hot-"

"-but I know no matter how much you love his music, you really want to get married on a beach."

"I do..." you conceded, folding the map slowly, looking down. You felt a bit embarrassed and you weren't sure why. "But... are you sure that's what you want, too? We both need to like the place, you know."

Steve grinned and tried to kiss you again, but you stopped him. "Answer the question first."

"Yes, ma'am!" he joked, with an adorable grin on his face. "Of course that's I want. I would have married you even in a parking lot in Hawkins, that's how much I want to do it. Obviously it's good we are waiting so we can find a nicer place, though," he hastened to add, grabbing the map from your hands.

You and Steve had left Hawkins a week after your high school graduation. You both had some money saved, and you had packed everything in his car before saying goodbye to your families and friends. Of course your parents tried to make you change your mind, but you wouldn't listen - you didn't have a good relationship with them, and you couldn't wait to get out of that place. Both your home and Hawkins. And the same went for Steve.

You were taking a year off so you could work and save money for college, while you and Steve settled down somewhere. There was no way around it, really, and you kept repeating yourself that you would absolutely start college the following year, that this was only temporary (your mother's words still echoed in your mind, You are never going to college if you don't start in the fall, you won't have the will to do it next year if you put it off). You were absolutely going to prove her wrong.

You loved beaches and mild climates, so it was kind of obvious that your destination would be California. You knew it was so far from Indiana, but that was all for the better. You and Steve had made a few stops on the way, including Las Vegas the previous night, where you both had to restrain yourselves from gambling and playing. You definitely couldn't afford to lose money. But you had still had a nice time and after a couple of hours wandering around you both had decided that Vegas wasn't that interesting, anyway.

You had woken up late in the morning and had started the drive to California where you hopefully would finally find a nice town to settle in for the time being.

And to get married.

"Ok, maybe we should turn around and ask someone in that town we saw on the way..." Steve muttered, as he studied the impossibly confusing map, running a hand through his flawless hair. How it looked flawless all the time, you didn't know. 

You didn't say anything. You got lost in thought as you stared at him pensively, and he noticed. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"I was just thinking... I can't believe we're really doing this," you admitted with a small smile, taking his hand and squeezing it. 

Steve didn't reply, choosing on a kiss instead.

"This place is so beautiful!"

Steve laughed at your enthusiasm. You'd been repeating the same thing ever since you'd finally made it to a small town in Southern California and had dropped your baggage in the first motel you could find, so you could finally walk around and stretch your legs after all the driving. 

It was a little past seven and it was still bright outside, allowing you to take in all the sights and views so different from Hawkins. 

The people in this town seemed friendly, smiling at you as you walked around, although maybe it had to do with the fact that you looked so excited to be there, like a child in a toy shop. "Let's walk around the beach! Please?" you asked Steve, tugging on his hand. 

"As you wish, my love," he replied, looking at you with adoration. That made you blush. Even if you'd been with Steve for almost two years, he still had that effect on you. And that made you happy. 

You took off your shoes and headed toward the shore. The water felt cool and refreshing on your feet, the sun was just starting to set, painting the sky with beautiful hues of orange and purple, and as you closed your eyes and inhaled the salty ocean fragrance you smiled. 

This was it. 

This was the perfect place to get married.

You opened your eyes again. Steve was taking it all in, a bright smile on his face, the wind messing his hair just enough to make him look even more attractive. 

You got closer to him, placing a tender kiss on his collarbone, then his neck. Then his lips. "So, what do you think of this place?"

"It's perfect." He kissed you, gently at first, then passionately. When you parted, he pressed his forehead against yours and whispered: "Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," you agreed, knowing time would go by excruciatingly slow until the moment came.

Part 3 coming soon!

[pearljen-blog]

Renovations with Joel Miller - 05

Chapter  05 - Camping with Joel Miller

You go on a hike and camping trip with Joel as your official first date. 

This chapter is mainly smut, so please only read on if you are comfortable with it.

When I write this, I have the video game version of Joel in my mind, but can be changed to the HBO version if preferred. Taking place pre outbreak in Austin Texas.

Masterlist

Pairing: Joel Miller x afab reader

Warnings: This is my first published story, which in itself should be a warning / Reader is afab and has medium - long hair/ swearing / Smut! This is 18 + only

Warnings: This is 18+ content. Please do not interact with this content if you are under the age or do not generally like smutty content. Adult themes and language used below the cut.

‘Beautiful hike.’ You pick up the conversation again. 

He looks at you and you can feel his eyes wandering up and down your whole body. ‘Yeah, beautiful indeed.’ 

With that you feel your body moving, slowly starting to close the distance between you and him and finally kneel next to him. Your hands linger over his chest until you are half draped over him. Your gaze meet, but not a word is spoken between you. Joel takes a strand of your hair and tucks it behind your ear. You smile softly and he pulls you down into a gentle kiss. 

Brian and Matt are finally gone.

You paid your dues; you brought them to the airport on time and you said goodbye. Neither one of you were willing to discuss the argument with Joel, and they didn’t know that Joel was still working for you. You would fill them in eventually. 

At the end of the day, your mind what set on Brian not being allowed to ruin this for you.

 ***

Joel and Tommy show up again on Tuesday morning, just like Joel promised. They were already around when you came back from the airport. 

You meet them upstairs, unsure what the mood would be like. When you approach closer you see Tommy first on the stairwell. 

‘Hey.’ You say unsure. 

‘Hey Y/N.’ Tommy smiles at you, kind of like he was expecting something. 

You are unsure whether he’s just being friendly or trying to indicate something. 

‘All good?’ You simply offer. 

‘Yeah.’ 

More smiling. 

‘What’s up Tommy? What did you hear?’ 

‘I had my brother asking me last night to babysit my niece next weekend. Something important came up. Would you know anything about that?’ 

‘I don’t know…’. You look down and purposely confused. ‘Keep talking.’ 

Joel finally walks in to break the awkward conversation. ‘Don’t listen to him. He’s just being a dick.’ 

‘Oh, am I now? Careful what you say, I can be busy this weekend real quick.’

Joel is looking at you, apologizing without saying anything. He walks past you but catches your shoulder with a soft touch. A look from him can send shocks down your spine. His touch, however quick and soft, can keep you dead in your tracks without any warning. You try and play it off, and hope to god, none of them realise.

At the end of the workday, Joel comes over to you and takes you aside for a second.

‘Hey, got a minute?’

‘For you always…’. He smiles at your response.

‘How did it go with your brother?’ 

‘Ehm well… As it is tradition in our family, we just ignore each other and avoid the elephant in the room.’ You look at Joel but he’s not yet responding. 

‘We didn’t really talk about it and I’m not sure we will. This is not the first time he walked all over my feelings.’ 

‘I’m sure he means well at the end of the day. Sorry to hear you couldn’t rectify things.’ 

‘It’s ok. I will give him a call eventually. See if the mood shifted.’ 

There is a small pause, where both of you just look at the ground. Joel eventually leans on the side of the house, with is arms crossed. 

‘Listen about the weekend.. I asked Tommy to watch Sarah. Should be fine, as long as we come back Sunday reasonably early.’ 

You nod and smile in agreement.

‘Yeah, sounds good. Any idea where to go? You know the area much better than me.’

‘Around here actually. I can pick you up on Saturday and show you some of the trails we explored back in the days.’

‘Sounds like a plan. Really looking forward to it.’

‘Yeah me too.’

Joel quickly touches your arm and walks to the car to finish packing for the day. You realise that these soft little touches are his way of showing affection. There’s not a lot of words, and he never gives hugs or otherwise indicates closeness. But he keeps finding these seconds of touching you ever so gently; just for a brief second.

***

Saturday is fast approaching, and you are seriously counting the hours. That feeling in the bottom of your stomach keeps coming up, whenever you allow yourself to keep thinking about the possibilities. Spending the day with Joel. Spending the night with Joel. You find it increasingly hard to concentrate on work, or any other activity for that matter. This man has completely clouded your mind.

You also took the opportunity to send a text to your brother, not quite ready for a phone call.

The Miller brothers are still working on the house. I have asked them to stay on. Let me know when you’re free to chat.

To be honest, you don’t really expect your brother to apologies or talk things out like grownups. Any talk at this point would just lead to another argument. But your intentions of a conversation between the two of you are now laid out to him and you don’t regret your decision.

You are happy that both Joel and Tommy continue to work on your house and the mood hasn’t suffered. It’s been nearly two months now since they started working on the property and the progress has been amazing.

***

Joel texted you the night before.

I will try and be at your place at around 9am.

At 9:30 you saw Joel pulling up to your driveway. You were packed and ready to go and keeping busy in the makeshift kitchen at your place until he arrived. 

When you meet him outside, you weren’t even sure about the proper greeting. You know he’s not into hugs, so you just casually cross the distance to his car. 

He’s looking at you with a smirk on his face when he gets out of the car, but doesn’t approach you directly. Instead, he’s opening the back door behind the driver’s seat. 

‘The trunk is full, so best if you put your items on the backseat. Should be enough space.’ 

Joel keeps holding onto the car door and leans on the vehicle slightly. You wonder if he’s equally as nervous as you are.

‘Yeah, let me get my stuff. It’s not much for the one night.’

You start walking back inside but can see him following slightly behind you. 

‘You said you have a tent and sleeping bags right? I have some as well but will leave them here otherwise. To be honest I’m not sure the last time these were washed.’ You look over your shoulder and give him an apologetic look. 

‘Leave them here, we won’t need them.’ 

‘Well, if I freeze to death this will be on you.’ You jokingly reply. 

‘I’ll be sure to keep you warm sweetheart.’ 

There it was again; that feeling in the pit of your stomach. You don’t allow yourself to face Joel all the way, but you realise he’s looking right at you, one hand at the back of his neck. 

‘I count on it.’ Is all you reply when you finally gain control over yourself again. 

When you are settled and ready to go, you get yourself comfortable on the passenger seat. The drive over is mainly occupied by you asking questions about Sarah and the hike he has planned. It’s only about a half hour drive until you are at your destination. Joel is taking some extra time to find parking, seeing that you are planning to leave the car overnight. 

‘There are several options here. A smaller round, which is nice but a bit too short I believe. There’s an 8-mile hike and one a little longer. Both are great, but the first one has better views. Great for camping as well.’ 

‘Great! I’m just happy to finally hear some of your hiking recommendations. You promised me some when we initially met.’ You tease him. 

‘Ah yeah I did. Well now you get the private tour hun. Follow me.’ 

You both hit the trail with your backpacks on and get into an easy and enjoyable pace. Joel carrying the heavier load, including the tent and some other small items you’ll need tonight. 

‘There’s a stretch later on where it goes uphill for a bit. But there’s a nice place to build camp. Really worth it.’ 

‘Whatever you say Miller.’ 

‘Well, that’s good to know.’ 

Joel is still somewhat hesitant to share anything about his life but a lot more relaxed than usually. He tells you about the real last holiday he’s been on in Mexico with Sarah when she was 8. That he was born in Arlington Texas, but his parents moved to Luling when Tommy was born. How he used to ride motorcycles but hasn’t touched one in nearly 10 years. 

You share a little more about yourself as well and feel yourself agreeing to the few sentiments you get from Joel. At some point you finally feel brave enough to ask Joel about something that’s been in the back of your mind for weeks now. 

‘Joel can I ask you something?’ 

‘What is it?’ 

‘I hope I’m not overstepping something here, but I wonder where Sarah’s mother is, and what part she has in your life?’ 

‘She’s not around. Nothing to worry about.’ 

There is no follow up or further explanation from Joel. She’s not around. Is she dead you wonder. Is she living in a different state? 

‘I’m only asking because I don’t want to step into something unresolved. I would at least like to know what..’ 

‘She’s not around!’ Joel cuts you off before you can finish your sentence. 

He holds in place and gives you as serious of a look as you have only seen with your brother around. You’re not sure how to respond. Obviously, you have hit a sore nerve here, and you stop pushing immediately. 

‘I understand.’ Is all you reply quietly. Joel nods and continues walking like nothing happened. 

The mood feels strained for a bit until Joel breaks the silence. 

‘Not much further now, we can build the tent and explore some more. It’s early still.’ 

‘I trust you Joel.’ 

You continue your walk and feel both of you relax into a better rhythm again. The landscape is beautiful. You appreciate walking in the shadow a bit, after every other bend, as the sun is punishing outside. Joel is able to point out points of interest once in a while, but you can hear the lack of confidence in voice. Clearly, it’s been a few years since he’s last been here. 

After roughly two hours of hiking, you find a spot that feels safe and secure enough to build the tent. Building the tent and moving your things inside is surprisingly straight forward. You enjoy the banter around it; teasing Joel when he can’t get the last pole in place. Overall, you believe this seems to be where he’s most content and in his element. Out in nature and working with is hands. 

You decide to walk for another hour or so before you feel tired enough and in need of some rest. When you return to the tent, you can feel the butterflies coming up again in your stomach. Unsure on how you’ll spend the next 12 hours together. 

‘Do you mind if I skip in quickly and chance? I got really sweaty at some point.’ You ask to break the tension. 

‘Of course not, go ahead.’ 

You move inside the tent and start unpacking your backpack slightly. You brought some spare clothing just for this scenario; either getting dirty or too sweaty. When you are done changing, you call out to Joel. 

‘I’m good. You can come in if you need to.’ 

Joel opens the zipper of the tent and throws his backpack in first, before he crawls in after. It’s getting crowded inside the tent immediately and you’re not sure where to direct your gaze. He’s unpacking roughly and asks if  you’re hungry. You were snacking throughout the walk so you decline for now. 

‘By the way, I packed some of this. Not sure if you’re a fan of it, but thought I’d offer.’ You say and hand him a hip flask. He takes it from you and smells it. 

‘Oh yeah. I’m a fan.’ He smiles and takes a small sip before handing it back to you. You take a sip yourself and feel the burn down your throat and the warmth in your belly. 

While you are sitting with your legs crossed, Joel has lied down completely on one of the sleeping mats. Slightly propped up on his backpack and pillow and one leg cocked. He’s looking absolutely delicious this way and you can’t keep you eyes off him anymore. 

‘Beautiful hike.’ You pick up the conversation again. 

He looks at you and you can feel his eyes wandering up and down your whole body. ‘Yeah, beautiful indeed.’ 

With that you feel your body moving, slowly starting to close the distance between you and him and finally kneel next to him. Your hands linger over his chest until you are half draped over him. Your gaze meet, but not a word is spoken between you. Joel takes a strand of your hair and tucks it behind your ear. You smile softly and he pulls you down into a gentle kiss. 

The kiss is long and slow; both of you enjoying the closeness. Soon enough though, you can feel Joel’s hands all around your body and pulling you even closer. The intensity of the kiss and his movements increasing exponentially. Your upper body is completely draped over him, and you have slipped one leg over his thigh. 

Both of his hands are trailing up you lower back under your shirt. You take the forward approach and take your shirt off to toss it to the side. His hands immediately go back to touching you, this time moving to your torse and up to your covered boobs. He helps you to take of your bra as well, and his hands are right back on you. You can feel his hardening cock though his pants between your draped over leg. Just like last time, he’s making no excuses and takes in your body with hungry eyes. 

You push up his shirt but he won’t take it all the way off just yet. Amazed still by his broad chest and strong arms, you can’t help yourself from roaming your hands over him. You can feel your cunt squeezing just from touching him, still fully clothed. You’re senses are exploring all of Joel.. His ridged body, his manly smell, his harsh grip up and down your body. 

‘I’m a little nervous.’ You admit, and slightly sitting up. It’s true, and likely the reason you left his house last time. 

‘It’s ok babe.’ He simply looks at you, backing off slightly with the intensity and softly touching your skin. 

When you nod, he takes the initiative and starts unbuckling his belt, still lying down. You can’t control your gaze following his hands down to his crotch and you bite your bottom lip in response. After opening his belt and pants slightly, he sits up with you and holds your face in his hand softly. 

‘I believe this is what you want as well. But tell me no anytime pretty.’ 

‘Oh no, I want this. Believe me, I do.’ You look at him reassuringly and grab onto his elbow to confirm. 

To proof your point, and with a wave of confidence that his sweet nicknames are instilling in you, you sneak one of your hands up to his crotch and into his pants. His face moves slightly, but you both never break eye contact. You slowly push him back down to the mat and take position between his legs. You can feel the stiffness, not just in his cock but through his whole body and you are now on your own personal mission to allow this man to fully relax. 

Slowly you guide his pants further down, until his underpants and tip of his hard cock are showing. His visible girth is a surprise to you, and you’re not hiding your reaction.

You scootch all the way down between his legs and give Joel one more doe eyed look to confirm your intentions. Then you take out his cock fully and start running your hand up and down slowly. The girth making it nearly impossible to grab your hand fully around him. 

Your face moving but inches away from his hard dick. You slowly start taking the tip into your mouth and you close your eyes because your own desire is burning deep inside you. Your hand still wrapped around him, you start bobbing your head further down, coating his cock in your own spit to ease the friction. When you look up and make eye contact for a second you see Joel’s eyes completely fixed on you, though slightly squinting and jaw tight. Your face is now moving up and down in regular strides, without feeling uncomfortable. 

He takes one of his hands, and softly brings it near your ear to guide your movements. He’s not pushing you, but rather looks for a way to be closer and to touch you as well. You could spend the rest of your life going down on this man and never get bored of it. 

After a while, he moves your head up gently and lifts you off his cock. You are surprised but follow his movement regardless. 

‘Take off your pants.’ 

You do as indicated and move away between his legs to utilize the small space of the tent better. You start taking of your leggings, awkwardly as it is  in a confined space where you can’t stand up. When you are done, taking off your pants and underwear you move back closer to him, unsure of what exactly he has in mind. 

‘Sit on my face pretty. Want to taste you.’

You can see the smirk on his face and move in to kiss him first. Quickly and less gentle this time. When you pull away you start moving around to face away from him. One of your legs lifts over his head and for the first time you realise that you are completely naked, while Joel has only dropped his pants to free his cock. 

Once you are settled with your dripping heat over is face, his hands move to your bare ass and push you down further. You are sitting on his face, upright, but in a potential 69 position. The moment his face collides with your cunt, you jolt in excitement and only stay in place because of Joel’s hard grip on you. You can feel him rumbling underneath you and the vibration is causing another wave of arousal washing over you, which you are sure Joel can taste as well. 

He starts kissing around your lips, slowly grazing your clit. You are still getting used to the overwhelming feeling of having him between your legs, pushing you down onto his face. His tongue slowly prodding your entrance and tasting your juices. Your pulse is through the roof, and you slowly start leaning down to take his cock back into your hand. Your movements are slow, very slow. Careful not to disrupt Joel’s precise intrusion with his tongue. 

You move your head back down to take him into your mouth, but you are only half paying attention to your work. Way too occupied by him licking you juices and clit while kneading your ass. When he lets go of one of your cheeks, you also feel him moving away from your entrance. You flex your core slightly, unsure if he wants you to move up. That’s until you feel him pushing one of his fingers inside you. You clench at the intrusion and moan loudly involuntarily, your head now resting on his thigh. 

‘Jesus Christ.’ Is all you here coming from underneath you. 

Joel slowly starts pumping his finger in and out of you, causing your moans to increase. At the same time, you start grinding down onto him in the same rhythm he is setting. He takes his finger out, just to immediately slip back in with two fingers this time. 

‘Joel please…’ You moan your way through each word, while he opens you up. 

You try and give him equal attention, but by now you only give him a sloppy hand job. He’s taken full ownership of your body by fucking you with his fingers and all you can do is melt around him. You sit nearly all the way up again, destined on finding your high while riding his face. He’s kissing your entrance and side of your thighs and you can feel him grazing your clit. When you indicate the jolt of pleasure he’s bringing you with his action, he stays focused on this area and starts to prod your flower with rhythmic strokes. You are sure your moans and calls of his name can be heard from anywhere along the trail at this point. 

You can feel the fire burning in your lower stomach and between your thighs and you grip onto any part you can touch of Joel just to feel him even closer. Your cunt is messy and swollen and you can hear the juices from his fingers pumping in and out of you. The sounds and that feeling turn you on even more. Joel remains as hungry as ever underneath you, and every once in a while you can feel his rumble echo through your pussy. Until finally… The feeling becomes too much for a second and it snaps and throws you over the edge completely. You spasm around his fingers buried inside of you and a loud moan gets stuck in your throat. You ride out the feeling until it becomes physically too much and you have to push Joel’s face and hands away roughly. 

You lift off his face ever so slightly and apologise for being so harsh when he just made you feel so incredibly good. There are slight aftershocks pulsing through you, and you keep twitching for some time after. 

‘It’s ok hun.’ He hums under neath you. ‘This is one pretty view.’ 

You chuckle at his response and start lifting your leg to move off of him. You are all out of energy, so you lie down next to him, one hand on his still covered belly. 

‘Jees, this was amazing Joel. I promise I make it worth your while, just give me a second.’ 

He takes your hand from his belly and moves it to his lips to kiss it softly. His lips and face still wet from your release. ‘Take all the time you need. We have all night and I intend to take full advantage of you.’ 

The thought makes you clench your thighs again right there and then. He’s not even been inside you yet, but you know he won’t leave your mind anytime soon. 

You move up slightly to kiss him again; tasting yourself on his beautiful face. Trailing a hand around his beard and exposed neck. The both of you make out like this for a few minutes until his hands are all over your body again, squeezing and palming your ass. You make a mental note that this seems to get him off like nothing else. 

‘Tell me how I can make you happy Joel.’ 

You move up to look him in the eyes. He made you come so hard and with no expectations, you are willing to offer your body to him to take the same from you. 

He follows you up to tower over you and you can feel his hand on your lower back. 

‘Bend over baby.’ 

You follow his orders and get adjusted on your knees in front of him. Joel gets in position behind you, taking his cock in one hand and your ass in the other. You arch your back slightly, indicating your willingness to offer him whatever he needs from you. 

You suddenly feel both of his hands on your ass cheeks, slightly pulling them apart. There is a moan from behind you, not a sound you have heard before from him and a finger softly sliding from in between your ass, all the way down to your cunt. You can feel your walls squeezing from the filthy images in your mind. Him spreading you open, seeing and touching all your most intimate parts and you can hear the enjoyment from his moans. 

His hand moves back to his cock and you can feel it being lined up with your pussy. The anticipation makes you snap back into reality and you suddenly remember to warn him. 

‘Joel I don’t take the pill.’ 

He stills slightly and replies. ‘I will pull out babe.’ 

When you don’t resist his plan, he starts coating his cock in your juices, dragging it along your cunt several times, close enough to break into you each time. During one of his slides, he does finally put his tip in with no warning ahead. You enjoy and welcome the intrusion but immediately remember just how thick Joel is. He pushes in slightly more until he feels resistance for the first time. He holds onto your hips and starts pulling out slightly before moving in again. A little further this time. Your cunt gives way to him a little more, but you can feel the stretch right away. Your moans are laced with pleasure and pain, and you try your best to keep your hips in place. He repeats the same motion again and tries to breach a bit further each time. 

‘Fuck Joel!’ You hiss at him. 

‘Right here baby. Doing great.’

By the fourth time he’s deep inside of you and you can feel him pushing your walls to it’s limit. It is equally the most vulnerable and fulfilled you have felt in a long time. You are completely at his mercy from now on as Joel has his way with you. 

He starts moving slowly in and out of you. Once you both are steady and confident with the rhythm, you can feel him getting more eager soon after. His grip on you and his thrusts are deep and powerful. He’s not rushing things, but he’s nearly pulling all the way out each time before plunging back into you. You have never been fucked like this before and as much as you try and accommodate him, you have to adjust your stance every so often to keep up. 

Joel is taking all of you, giving you no choice but to give yourself to him. Your body is inviting him and him only, and your mind has crumbled to a willing mess.  His cock feels like a gift send from the gods, moulded for your pleasure. And Joel… he known and fucks you even harder than before. He has one knee bend on the ground and the other foot placed firmly in front of him to gain more leverage. 

Sounds coming from the both of you are just unintelligible words and moans. Mostly yours, but by now even Joel cannot control or hide the noises coming out of his mouth. You feel him so deep inside you, and his grip is still holding you in place by your hips. Joel is relentless and fucks you like you are his to use. 

‘Fuck Y/N. Goddamit.’ 

Suddenly his thrusts become sloppy, and you can feel him lose his steady unforgiving rhythm. When suddenly he pulls out and moves up to come all over your back and ass. He exhales with one long grunt and falters nearly immediately behind you. 

It takes you a few seconds to realise where you are and what just happened. Your mind went completely blind for a second, before Joel finished all over you. You hear him settle behind you and you turn your face around to get a look at him. He gives you a wink before lying down next to you. You are still bend over on your knees until Joel pulls you softly into him, making you nestle right next to him on your belly. 

‘Are you ok?’ 

‘Yeah well just about.’ You joke. ‘You fuck like it’s the end of the world.’ 

‘I really hope that’s a compliment Y/N.’ 

‘Yes, yes it is Joel.’ You play with his shirt over his chest, trailing an imaginary line. He’s softly brushing up and down your arm and you can feel goosebumps popping up right away.

 ‘Are you still playing guitar?’ 

‘Not as much anymore to be honest. Sometimes at the weekend, but even then, it’s mostly work.’ 

‘Will you play something for me some day?’ 

You hear a small huff coming from Joel before he replies. ‘If you really want me to put you through that, yeah sure hun. Maybe I can dust off some old Pearl Jam stuff.’ 

‘Yes, I really want you to put me through that. Please.’ You reply and give him a small kiss to his neck. 

You lie together like this for a little while, enjoying the closeness and comfort between each other. You underestimated how affectionate and cuddly Joel actually is. At least in private he’s a lot more touchy and showers you with sweet nicknames. When he pulls you closer into him, you lean into his advances but remind him of his cum still dribbling down your back. 

‘Careful, I still have your artwork on my back.’ 

‘Oh yeah?’

Joel pulls you by the hip to move you over slightly, just so he can get a better look at your behind. Though mostly dried, part of his juices have travelled down between your ass. He makes no excuse when he pulls your cheeks apart again to get a better look. You can feel his cock spring into action immediately and it brings you absolute joy, knowing the effect you have on this man. 

‘Goddam beautiful.’

He’s kneading one of your ass cheeks now and you can feel yourself getting excited as well. You burry your face into his neck, deeply inhaling his scent and enjoying the rough touches over your skin. 

‘Joel I want you inside of me.’ 

He turns over from you and leads you with him. ‘Anything you want baby.’ 

You push him down again fully, taking control of the situation, because there is nothing you want more in the world right now than having this man underneath and inside of you. Once he’s lying down again and fully at your mercy, you situate yourself on top of him. You grind your wet heat over his lower abdomen and feel his stiff cock hitting your ass. Both your hands have a firm grip on his chest, while you are chasing the beginning of your high, without him even being inside of you.  Joel is looking at you with lustful eyes and letting you take full control. 

‘Take off your shirt.’ You say while halfway already moving it off him. You want to see and feel all of this man tonight. Joel obliges and removes it completely before throwing it to the side of the tent. 

When you feel your dipping cunt clenching around nothing, you start taking his cock into your hands and hover slightly over him. You line up his cock with your hole and slowly, very slowly, lower yourself onto him. Several moans and calls of his name echo through the tent. Joel has a firm grip on your thighs and looks at you with dark eyes. 

Once he’s fully inside of you, you need a second to adjust your position above him slightly, accommodating his size and thickness inside of you. He’s even deeper inside you now and you feel like any movement will throw you over the edge immediately. When you open your eyes and meet his gaze, you can see that he’s just as lost in the moment as you are. There is only the two of you right now, tangled in lust and desire for each other. The world outside this tent has disappeared. 

You slowly start moving up and down his cock. Small movements at first before you have enough strength to increase your pace and take more of him each time. Your cunt is already gushing, and the juices are visible all over him. Each thrust is hitting your clit on your downward movement, and you know you won’t last long this way. 

Underneath you, you can feel Joel panting along with you, now holding you by your waist and accommodating your rhythm. He pushes both of his feet to the ground and slowly starts grinding into you in offset movements. You can feel him getting faster and faster and though you love him pounding into you, just like he did 20 minutes ago, you need him to remain still and allow you to get yourself off on him. 

‘Joel.. let me… just relax.. please.’ 

Your words are interrupted by each trust inside of you and laced with your moans. You push him down gently and indicate your intentions to stay in full control. The rhythm slows down again and you continue your softer movements on top of him. Joel takes the hint and relaxes underneath you. Letting you use his body as you wish, and softly touching you to indicate his approval. His hands roaming your breasts and thighs again. 

‘I’m close..’ You moan and call his name. Your cunt is throbbing, with nerves firing on all ends. Each trust back down onto him is bringing you unbelievably close to the breaking point. You grab onto his chest, unsure if you are possibly hurting him at this point. Your build up is so immense, you are not sure you’ll have enough energy to make it all the way. Your body is now moving on its own, knowing exactly what it needs to claim it’s release. 

When it snaps.. Your release washes all over you and through your cunt. You need to close your eyes, while you are being flooded with all emotions all at once. You squeeze around him and can feel your own release dribbling out of you, covering Joel’s cock and thighs. It takes you a few seconds to be transported back into reality and you continue to squeeze him every few seconds until the aftershocks finally pass. Only then do you let go of his chest, which is now showing clearly visible marks from your hold. 

Joel is still holding onto you and smiling when you do open your eyes. He’s gazing right at you, and you share a deep and intimate look. Saying lots in this moment, without either one of you opening your mouth. 

He slowly guides you off him and back next to him. Your body is still flushed and warm, but you are equally shivering after the comedown. Joel is softly cuddling you and trailing kisses down your neck and shoulders. 

‘That was amazing Joel.’ 

‘Hmmmmm. Felt amazing sweetheart.. you squeezing me like this.’ 

His words get you slightly aroused again, especially with his touches lingering all over your body. You can see that he’s still hard and now increasing the attack of kisses on your naked body. Groping you harder now. You want to get him off as well but are not sure you will ever be able to stand up again. 

‘Joel..’

‘Hmmmm.’ He simply replies and moves you fully on your belly again, with a grip on your waist. 

You try and get onto all fours but are visible still shaken up. Joel is taking notice of your state and helps you stay in position, by placing one of his arms underneath your body. He’s wasting no time, and you can feel him lining up with your entrance again. You are still completely wet, with your juices sprayed all down your thighs. 

Joe pushes in quickly and with little resistance this time. Immediately bottoming out and then starts fucking you in harsh, deep thrusts. You are giving him the last drops of energy you have left, just by remaining in this position he seems to love so much and letting him take you whichever way he wants. You know this is for his own release, and you are willing to present yourself to him to grand him the same holy experience you just had. He’s pounding into you, still holding you up partially and you are clutching onto the mat underneath you, to keep what little control you have left over your body. When he’s close, he grunts and then pulls out of you to come all over your lower back again. There is an immediate silence right after his release. 

Joel remains seated behind you for a second, while you try and remember how to breath. He must clearly enjoy the view of your fucked out body, dripping with his cum. Eventually he gets up, and grabs a towel from his side of the tent to clean himself and your back gently. You take the towel from him to pull it between your legs as well, knowing that you are still completely covered in your own juices from before.

You both fall into the makeshift beds next to each other, sharing some of that drink you brought with you. The evening is still relatively light, and you both enjoy the view to the outside orange and pink sky when you open the tent slightly. The atmosphere lingers on for a little longer and you get lost between talks of your life before you met each other, and sessions of sweet kisses and touches in between.

Eventually you fall asleep next to each other soundly.

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Alright uh... This is another really self indulgent ask that I got to embarrassed to post on my own blog. You don't have to publicly post this or even respond to it! These just made me smile, and I hope they make you smile too ^^

Ok so. I've been thinking more about the fanchildren for the ships, and that led to me thinking about how Poppy would be like during pregnancy. And now I say that Poppy gets very clingy and affectionate during that time. Like the guys would need to send at least five minutes saying goodbye to her before leaving for work because she keeps asking them to stay longer xD You see where I'm going with this?

I've got that HC that Psycho gets fiercely protective of his S/O when they're pregnant, so this actually works very well for Pocho... A little too well actually. Poppy and Psycho are in cuddle mode 24/7, regardless of where they are. At home? Psycho's curled around her while they're on the couch. They're on a walk together? They are AT THE VERY LEAST holding hands. They unintentionally enable each other's clinginess, and Smartass might as well grant Psycho maternity leave as well at this rate. He ain't getting his employee back soon XD

For Smarty-Pop, this is probably going to be a difficult time for Smartass XD they live with each other, so it's both a good and a bad thing he has his work in the same building he has his married life. He has trouble with physical affection and Poppy does try to understand... But at the same time, she still misses him! Even if he is just at his desk doing paperwork and she's on the couch some feet away. Smarty can tell his wife needs affection again when he looks up and he sees her 🥺 face XD (and that's when he's working at home. Imagine how hard it'd get when he has to actually go out!)

I'm not entirely sure how it'd work for Greasypop, or where Greasy's stance is on cuddles, but I have a feeling he'd try at least once to turn this into something more~ Poppy is just hugging him, all happy and content because she has her man ^^ until she feels his hand start to wander, or she happens to see the wheels in his head turning... But at the same time, she is a hormonal mess right now... Maybe she responds in kind? 👀 (also, she'd want to wear his jacket if he can't stay with her. Like if he has to go to work or something XD)

Ok so Wheezy is trying to control his smoking and clean himself up because they have a baby on the way, but he's still smoking. So in Peezy, Poppy is in agony because she can't be with Wheezy like she wants to in fear of endangering the baby's health. But when she can snuggle up to him, she loves it ^^ he's the tallest of the boys, and he's got long sinewy limbs, so the hugs feel even more all encompassing I like to think Wheezy might find this a bit amusing and ultimately wouldn't mind Poppy's extra clinginess.

For Grychoppy, I actually have a scenario I keep thinking about and wanting to write; they all go to the store together. Poppy wants to go outside to stretch her legs even though it's the layer months and it's getting more difficult to walk around. Psycho is worried about her being out and about now that the due date is near, so he's being extra fretful over Poppy while they're out (and growling at passersby). And Greasy is the one who has to be the voice of reason and convince Psycho that Pops is fine while she and him discuss talk about what to get. Just a nice, wholesome day out for the throuple ^^

One more thing before I leave you alone xD One more scenario I have in my head is kind of a bit darker (not too much!) and works with any ship. Basically, after her husband(s) leave for the day with the gang, Poppy is left alone at the house. They're gone for a while- like it's gotten dark. And eventually, some robbers try to break in while Poppy is in the house alone. She's terrified, as anyone would be, especially since now she's practically defenseless. But she does try to either hide or use one of Smarty's guns to intimidate the guys for the baby's sake. Though the boys come back home in time before anything bad happens. Pops is scared and shaking, especially since she knows that her friends and lover(s) aren't just going to let the robbers go, but she's just happy that they're here now.

I'm sorry for bombarding you with this ask 😅 whether you delete it or not, I hope you had fun reading these ^^

These were so lovely to read!! Ahh, I just keep imagining each of the boys taking like half an hour-45 minutes to say bye to pregnant Poppy every day now!! 😂 Like they have to factor that in, that having to ease her into the idea of them leaving for the day with plenty of cuddles and kisses and I'll be back in no time's is gonna take up to an hour so I better get up earlier XD Except for Psycho *cough*, who will just stay XD

Psychos really got me!! Go ahead Smartass, just let him go 😂😂

Omg! Smartass having to carefully coordinate both his work life and his married life- that's so perfect XD Like, he makes schedules (7am, wake up and say bye to Poppy. Be patient, she's carrying your child. You read the books, you know the hell she's putting up with. 8am, abduct pick up Wile E Coyote- give him cease and desist on the dynamite at dawn. 9.30am, paperwork. Give Pops a kiss. 10.30am- ). And he sticks to it.

Oh my lordddd if Poppy was feeling just amorous as Greasy, then Smartass is gonna have to grant him maturnity leave too XDD

Nahhh, you're right Wheezy wouldn't mind <3<3 And Grychoppy for the soul, too!! <3 <3 <3 Its all so sweet and cute and warm!!

And that last one!!! Oh Poppy!!!

Imagine near the due date, the weasels all decide that every day- one of them would stay home with Poppy! They'll take it in turns XD

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Week 11: Farewell Aachen 👋

Well, we’ve made it to my final blog post. Buckle up folks, because it's about to be a sappy one. I know it may sound cliche and maybe you’ve seen these words on one too many IPE study abroad advertisements or fellow travel blogs and perhaps this is about to be your last straw, but I wholeheartedly mean it when I say that “life-changing” and “unforgettable” are the best ways I could possibly describe this experience.

Looking back on my first blog post, I remember all the nerves I felt while writing it. Will I make friends to travel across Europe with and make this new country feel less far from home? Will I ever be able to truly understand the mysteries of Deutsche Bahn and navigate the buses or trains independently? (Ok ok, I still can't…) Will I be able to meet the expectations of my supervisor? Honestly, what even is my project anyways…? Now, on the other side of it all, a successful research symposium completed, and 10 weeks full of travel memories to share, I am filled with both satisfaction and sentimentality as I say my goodbyes to Aachen and this incredible experience.

Photos from the Symposium

One final (mildly-chaotic) group photo from all of UROP

It's crazy to look back on everything and realize that even with all of the breathtaking castles and abundant nature, world famous museums and specialty foods, I already mentioned castles, but c’mon Literal. Castles., I can say with complete certainty that the people I’ve met and relationships I’ve developed here are what I will cherish most. There's something about being left to your own devices in a new country, growing (and occasionally embarrassing yourselves) together, making eyebrow-raising amounts of Doener runs, overcoming failed German conversations and escapades through pouring rain, that really bring you close to one another(and of course, visiting castles together never hurts). Every last memory, both from the big trips to fancy cities and seemingly insignificant details like laughing over questionable Mensa lunches and impromptu boba runs (unfortunately for my wallet, there were many of those…) will be ones that I treasure in great part due to the people I made them with. Though its sad to say goodbye to these relationships, a wonderful German quote I learned here: states that ��man sieht sich immer zweimal im Leben“ (man always sees each other twice in life)  and these are words I hope ring true as everyone in my program and those I met here in Germany go their separate ways.

One last hurrah: singing a top notch rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody at Karaoke on my last night in Aachen 

Knowing I may never have another opportunity to do something like this again in my life just serves as a further reminder that I have absolutely made the right decision in studying abroad this summer. Maybe this is just an unfortunate, unavoidable factor of Bargfrede Family Vacations™, but with so much to see, especially throughout Europe, traveling for me has always been defined by a constantly “on-the-go” mentality with an overflowing itinerary. Settling in for over 10 weeks here has given me the rare chance to relax and truly take everything in at my own pace, even if that means wandering aimlessly through the streets with no destination in mind. It has provided me with an entirely new perspective to the places I’ve visited and traveling as a whole that I truly believe was an invaluable part of this experience.  

Photo from my first night in the beautiful Aachen, Germany

Some of the most incredible sights from my travels during this program

Speaking of Bargfrede Family Vacations™ though, my family did come up to visit me following the end of the program for one last week of galavanting through Belgium and new regions of Germany. With no more deadlines, working hours, or German courses to attend, it was the perfect opportunity to embrace the full vacation-mode mentality while also making up for lost time with the people I missed most back home. We visited Brussels, Bruges, Nemur, Cochem, and other adorable towns with entire identities built around all the best things like top tier chocolates, beers, and wine. 

Post-UROP travels (aka summer vacation 2.0)

Now that I’m actually back home in the lovely, picture-perfect state of New Jersey, I can finally return to all the other things I’ve been missing: my dogs, taylor ham egg and cheese sandwiches (and honestly most food in the US tbh), my air conditioned room and comfy, actual mattress… But there truly was a lot in Germany worth missing as well. Living there for the summer has taught me so much about the importance of balancing independence and reaching out for support. I've learned to trust myself when needed, trust others for guidance when offered, and to never trust the Deutsche Bahn.

Though my incredible summer has come to an end, the memories and relationships I have built here are ones that I hope will last me a lifetime. I couldn’t recommend embarking on this experience more. 

Tschüss! 👋

Sarah Bargfrede

Computer Science

UROP Program in Aachen

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BC!JK

‘wow, she’s pretty’ you think to yourself as you size kim yerin from head to toe. yerin is in the same grade as you and jungkook but unlike you, she’s popular. fairly popular, not soojin popular. as a member in the journalism club, it’s obvious that yerin is a social butterfly and seems to get along well with other people and the articles she writes pertaining to school are well-descriptive so it’s safe to say that jungkook has secured himself a new “good luck charm.”

“Jungkook just wanted to invite you to a party. I’m throwing tonight but maybe you didn’t want to listen to which I get it but it would be nice if you could come tonight? I know it’s Tuesday but…. It will be a nice party not too wild.. so what do you say?” she sweetly asks but despite her sweet tone, you and danielle aren’t persuaded. so he thinks sending her will get you to come to some ‘party’ where you can be embarrassed again? no, not again. not EVER again.

“no thanks” you say

“b-but it’ll be really fun! he’d really be happy to see you-“

“and i said no”

“it’s a no from me too” agrees danielle as she bids you a goodbye and walks to her class as you walk inside yours. you don’t mean to be rude to the girl but surely she knows why you won’t accept even a penny from jungkook.

why even have you around when it’s clear that the two of them have something going on and you don’t want to get between that. you just want to mind your business and never speak to jungkook again.

yerin lets pouts before returning to jungkook with the sad news. “she’s not coming. she wouldn’t even let me try to convince her” she says “i’m sorry baby. maybe next time?” but there won’t be a next time. there won’t be anything because jungkook made things worse and now he’s sure you’ll never talk to him again.

“Fuck.” That’s all he says before he leaves yerin alone, he’s having the worst day of his life and the only way he can take out his frustrations is when he’s boxing.

The worst part is that he doesn’t share this class with you, so Jungkook is just wandering around, and as soon as he’s in the yard, he takes out a cigarette to smoke.

He has really ruined everything, hasn’t he? How will he win your heart? You want to do nothing with him and that is understandable but.. he wants you.

After he’s done with smoking and sulking all by himself, he goes back in to the hallways of the college, and maybe his timing is good because you’re coming out of the class.

Jungkook HAS to talk to you. “Y-Yn!” He’s calling out your name, rushing over to you. he’s blocking your way, so you can’t just avoid him and go.

He has to apologize, and he will do anything to earn your forgiveness, and maybe your friendship once again, he knows he’s fucked up bad, and if he was in your place, he would never give himself another chance.

He has humiliated you, countless of times, and he is a hypocrite, and an asshole. He has never been that good at dealing with his feelings. You’re almost glaring at him, and he understands that..

“Yn just talk to me once- please I’ll do anything to earn your forgiveness.” Hes staring at you with desperation, everyone can hear your conversation. Specially, the students behind you coming out of the classroom, they choose to stay so they can listen to jungkook.

Annoying fucking people.

“Do you want me to apologize on my knees in front of everyone?” He asks, his tone filled with the same desperation in his eyes, of course, if that’s what it’ll take for you to believe him or forgive him and be his friend once again... he will do anything.

“OK fine I’ll do it” he sighs when you don’t respond and now he is literally on his knees in front of you, earning everyone’s shock, gasps are heard throughout the hallway but he doesn’t care because…

He has humiliated you many times, so maybe this is his turn to be humiliated in front of everyone.

“Please please forgive me!”