#nah i have tes games to play

[yumeyleo]

i remember when i got my first period i was slready starting to get shitty mental health or whatever emo shit i was on so when i woke up on that mattress on the floor woth blood stains i was like “this is like that king of the hill episode..” and “oh now im REALLY gonna kill myself”

[tharayya]

whenever I venture into the 'TES:O bad!' side of Tumblr it's always the same arguments of "people who play it are so cringe!!!" Like.... Do you have an actual reason to dislike the game or are you just regurgitating foulserpents lukewarm take of 'cringe game cringe fans am I right xD' are you all 12.

[laaailuh]

-TROPHY WIFE🏀

-pairing: basketball player!e42 miles x fem!black!reader

-genre: fluff

-summary: What it’s like to date Visions Academy’s most prominent basketball player.

a/n: After I wrote my fic “He's got a whole fan club” this came into mind. Like cmon, earth 42 miles would totally be a hooper. Also, this is my first time doing headcannons, kinda scared.

a/n 2: For the people who have requested, I haven’t forgotten about you.

MILES MORALES who asks you to braid his hair for him, the day before a game.

MILES MORALES who sneaks you into the locker room just to get some extra time with you.

"I'm going to get in trouble." "Ma chill, the boys aren't even here." "But-" "No buts, I wanna spend some time with my girl before I whoop some niggas asses on the court."

MILES MORALES who gets upset if he sees other guys/players approach you at his game.

“What did he say to you baby?” “He just wanted his water bottle that was beside me.” “Nah, he was tryin’ start something with you.”

MILES MORALES who will go all out and play more aggressively if he knows you'll be there.

MILES MORALES who lets you know if he's at practice so you don't think he's ignoring your texts and calls.

MILES MORALES who makes a shot and says “this one’s for my girl” which most of the time goes in. However, if he misses, his whole team will clown/tease him for it.

“How you gon’ airball in front of y/n man? Straight embarrassing.” “Nigga shut up, I had that on lock.” “Clearly you didn't.”

MILES MORALES who wears a bracelet with your initials on it when he plays, claims it gives him good luck.

MILES MORALES who barely uses his social media but when he does, it's only to post you and his basketball highlights.

MILES MORALES who will reassure you that he is fully and utterly committed to you if you start to feel jealous or annoyed at the amount of female attention he was getting.

“No te preocupes por ellos princesa (don't worry about them princess), you know I only want you.”

Being MILES MORALES girlfriend wasn't easy, a lot of the girls envied or despised you, wishing it was them in your place.

MILES MORALES is never afraid of showing affection towards you in front of a large crowd. This involves kissing, hugging, exchanging small glances and pointing at you when he makes a shot. 

MILES MORALES who likes receiving massages to help him unwind and relax after an intense game. Nonetheless, it usually ends in a makeout session due to him not being able to resist you. 

“I thought you wanted a massage.” “I did but it aint' enough.” “So what is?” “Kissing you mami.”

MILES MORALES can be a sore loser if he doesn't win a game. If his team gets defeated, he will most likely go see you straight after because you're the only person that can properly comfort him.

MILES MORALES who likes to take you to the basketball court late at night. Instead of a traditional dinner or movie date, you often find yourselves shooting hoops or playing one-on-one games together. 

MILES MORALES who likes to talk/think about the future with you.

“When I make it pro, you don't gotta worry bout a thing anymore.” “What do you mean?” “I’m gonna take care of you baby. Anything you want, it's yours.”

[sseomtada]

baby, te quiero comer ya [dominik szoboszlai]

you reunite with an old friend upon his arrival to liverpool.

warnings: 18+ | wc: 2056 | parts: 1

an: originally posted 08/2023

“You know it was always meant to be me, right?” His breath fans against the back of your neck.

The question has to take a chaotic path to your mind, battling the most fearsome opponents. Thunderous cries and howls of want and need rushing ahead as his fingers raked up the middle of your stomach, hiking up what little coverage your crop top provided.

You knew a lot of things.

The first being that going braless tonight was a brilliant decision. You coo at his warm palm ghosting over your cold, crystalized nipples. He chuckles softly at witnessing the beginning of your undoing.

The second thing you knew was that he ought to select his floor in this elevator before someone had the chance to spring the door open. Though, imagine it, what would his neighbors think?

To see him pressing to your back like this, hands squeezing your aching breasts as you gasp and arch into him. All while you watch them watch you in the mirrored walls.

“Pick your floor.” You shudder.

“I like it here,” He kneads your chest. “Though, this one…”

One of his hands comes down to cup you through your denim shorts. You drop your hips instantly, hoping and achieving your goal of feeling his fingers prod at your clenching hole.

“Nah, you’re not ready yet.” He laughs breathily.

You’re suddenly a victim of gravity again as he pulls away abruptly, but your wits are quick. Your back leans against the mirror, chest heaving while you watch him fetch his card holder and press it to the keypad. Penthouse was his choice.

“What do you mean by that?” The anger comes belatedly like everything else when you’re around him.

Dominik stalks over to you, sizing you up in a way that absolutely infuriates you.

It’s the look you hated growing up. The one that stupid, awkward, goofily cute guy that moved in next door wore. His silly laugh, and cocky expressions when he played in his backyard as you watched from the sides of your eyes over the fence.

Even as he blossomed, just before he moved away - the time you began to love his playful arrogance. How he insisted on that last night you’d spent alone on your roof that he was your first love, Adam be damned. You resented how right he was then just as you do now.

Are you ready?

You spent so much of your life looking for a crumb of what you felt for him in so many other people. Yes, you smiled and you laughed and you experienced pleasure, but none of it compared to what you felt by just being near him.

The safety and security he provided. His warmth that he shared on winter nights when he bundled you up with him under the blanket on his patio. The vulnerability you expressed, having him see you in a way you’d never let anyone else.

“Until you say it out loud,” Dominik tilts your chin up and kisses you, gently. “Everything that I want to hear,” Another kiss, longer this time. “I don’t think you are.”

He’s always been like this - cheeky, challenging. You reckon it’s a big part of his game, the way he messes with his opposition. It’s easy to underestimate a pretty boy with a pretty smile, but you know better. A razor is always hidden under his tongue.

“I’m supposed to, what?” You look up at him through your lashes. “Just give it to you like that? No persuasion from your end?”

If he doesn’t recall how sharp your own tongue is, you’ll happily reintroduce him. For every smart comment he had, you wielded an even stronger reply. Dating in the wild for all these years only honed your skills.

Dominick releases your jaw only to dip two fingers into your mouth. You hold his gaze, swirling your tongue around them as he uses his free hand to unbuckle your pants. Their bagginess find them to your ankles quickly and discarded following clumsy kicks.

“Wait-“ You think about someone interrupting the lift.

“Won’t stop for anyone.” Dom shushes you.

He wedges a leg between yours and then slides his spit coated fingers into your panties. You’re shaking as he runs them over your clit towards your hole, collecting the juices that had pooled there since you decided to come back to his.

“Seems like I don’t have to do much.” His lips brush yours as he taunts.

“My pussy’s always this wet,” You lie blatantly. “Come on, Domi. At least make me cum.”

He pushes his fingers into you and your head drops against the glass. Your greedy little pussy swallows them, so he adds a third. It’s the type of stretch that has you leaning back, pushing your hips forward to feel them hit your g-spot.

“You always this dirty too?” His lithe fingers pump into you sinfully.

“O-only when I like someone.” You finally begin to soften.

Dominik doesn’t miss it. The pad of his thumb circles your clit appreciatively, earning him an airy whine. He lifts his thigh up too, fucking his digits beyond comprehension into your cunt.

You twitch and writhe, gnashing your head against the hard surface behind you as you ride his hand. Your hands seek wildly for purchase beside you, moans loud enough to surely echo down the chute filling the space with your impending release.

He catches your bunched up crop top in his teeth and pulls powerfully. It’s a move that raises your upper body to fall into his hold. He secures you with a hand on your ass while your hips rut over him.

“I like you so-so fucking much, I always have.” Your hands clutch his head, holding him tightly to your chest as you cum hard. “It’s always been you, Dom.”

Dominick lets out a noise that you can’t classify as either groan or cry before his lips are on, over, and between yours. He backs out of the long opened elevator, your touch heavy and desperate around his frame.

“I know, Y/N.” He rasps. “I know.”

It’s enough to stop you in your tracks. The elevator dings - closing and descending with your shorts in tow. You’re standing there fighting to regulate your breathing, clutching your favorite face of all time.

He’s not smiling or gloating. His eyes are sharp, bottom lip shuddering with his own forceful breaths. He’s not cocky in what he says. Rather, there’s a sense of relief in his tone.

He finally knows he’s not alone in this.

Wordlessly, you strip yourself bare in front of him. Shirt, boots, socks, panties - in that order. He does the same until you’re left swallowing. An invisible force pulls you into him, your hands splaying over the marbled column of his torso.

He trails his fingers down the middle of your spine as yours work up his chest and shoulders and back down again to brush his cock. A hiss bounces from the walls in response.

You make a fist around him, trying and failing to touch your fingers together. Dominick grips your ass and presses you close, pining the hand that’s working his cock between your bodies.

“Fuuckk…” He groans.

His strong hold rips you away. It isn’t the sensation that’s too much too soon, but the prelude - the intimacy in the way your eyes consume him and your hands discover him. If he wants this to last, he has to switch things up.

You’re spun to have him at your back again, his cock prodding between your legs. You whimper and slide it through your sticky folds. The feeling nearly breaks him. He literally falls to his knees, albeit cooly and slowly, bringing you by the hips along with him.

Dominick reclines with you on top of him, your knees spread wide with your thighs held open by his own. While he continues to glide through you, he moans right into your ear. It’s a sound that leaves you feeling a foreshadowing of an orgasm yet to come.

Together, you form a chorus of bliss when he tucks his tip into you. With some help from you, relaxing against his girth to accept it all, his entire cock fit. Though it felt like you’d waited an eternity for this moment, there’s no rush from either side.

You’re focusing on etching the feeling of his tightening abs against your back as he rolls his hips into you, splitting you in two, into memory. He’s completely lost in you. A victim to your undertow, fighting for his life beneath your current.

He buoys himself to you in any way he can. His lips ever present on your neck, your jaw. His hands - curving around your waist and grasping your breasts, and rubbing the swollen mound between your legs.

Dominik spanks it then, and you clench super tight around him. There’s a feeling both familiar and foreign to you in it, confusing you. You fuck yourself on his cock, begging him to do it again.

He does and harder this time. You place your heels to the floor and take him balls deep, grinding your hips quickly back and forth until a scream ripped itself from your core.

“Holy fucking shit!” Your legs press together.

His thighs are wet all over when your hips settle back down and you feel your face flush. All the times you’d actively tried to do that before in the past rushing to the forefront of your mind, each resulting in failure.

“Always this wet?” Domnik slurs.

He pushes from the ground to roll you on your side, your head resting on his bicep. Your lips instantly attach to the skin stretched taut over muscle there. Skilled fingers trace up the tendons of your inner thigh as he raises your leg.

“First time.” You croak drunkenly.

Dominik is eating it up, you can feel it in the teeth that scrape on your back of your neck. He provides one last bit of torture since it’s all he can take, cock digging through your ruins.

Your stomach sinks in and he presses a hand to it, swearing filthily in his native tongue at his ability to feel his dick when he enters you again. A fresh wave of tears pool in the corner of your eyes.

‘too good, Dom…

I‘m so close…

You tremble at the thought, both afraid and relieved that the end is near. His plump lips kiss along your hairline as he takes a firm grip of your hips in both hands. It’s a pleasure to learn that he becomes more vocal the nearer he gets to release.

His tone is gorgeous - a higher tenor, yet still on the grittier side. Throaty, like a singer whose voice is going raw from emotion. You hold your breath to listen and drink his noises in fully, barely holding on for a few seconds at a time with how he’s driving into your pussy.

“Ah- fuckfuckbaby-“

Dominik pulls out in time to cum over your stomach, his tongue twisting with praise. You grab his hand and lace your fingers in his. With them conjoined, you bring them to your lips, sucking on his protruding veins.

“Was it worth the wait?” You whisper.

“Oh, édesem,” Dominik sighs. “Megőrülök érte…“

You’re about to tell him you feel crazy about him too when the elevator dings.

A measly scrap in the form of his shirt is grabbed to drape pathetically over you two just in time for it to open. There’s no one inside, but your shorts are neatly folded on top of a covered tray.

Dominik gathers it all while you rise to your feet, joining him at his kitchen island. Under the cover sits a huge plate of fresh fries and condiments, and a note that reads:

Welcome to Liverpool, Mr. Szoboszlai!

(p.s. these are for the lucky lady x)

[hyperfixationrn]

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yninstagram 📍USA

username win us that natty !!!!!!!!

julianalvarez esa es mi chica ❤️

See translation: that’s my girl

yninstagram te extraño siempre mi chico

See translation: i miss you always my boy

username so excited to watch you play!!

teammate break was too long 🤍

yninstagram so happy to be back with you!

teammate reunion hugs >>>

yninstagram 🫶🏻

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now texting juli🕷️❤️

yn⚡️

A QUE NO LO ADIVINAS

See translation: GUESS WHAT

juli🕷️❤️

¿que tal cariña?

See translation: what’s up baby?

yn⚡️

argentina me llamó para el equipo de internacional para la copa del mundo …

See translation: argentina called me up for the international team for the world cup …

juli🕷️❤️

DIOS MÍO YNN!!!!!! estoy muy orgulloso de ti :)

See translation: OH MY GOD YNN!!!!!! i am so proud of you :)

yn⚡️

te quiero 🤍

See translation: i love you

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yninstagram el próximo verano será un sueño. 🫶🏻 my whole life i dreamed of playing for my country, and i am blessed to announce that i was selected in the 2023 women’s world cup !!!

See translation: next summer will be a dream

username THIS IS SO EXCITING

teammate VAMOS ARGENTINA (after the usa of course) can’t wait to play y’all…

yninstagram i can respect that… make me proud!!! yes!!!

teammate YOU ARE ENTIRELY TOO COOL

yninstagram 🥰🥰🥰

julianalvarez you are so special. 🤍

yninstagram YOU are so special! very good english juli. 🥺

username wow

username julian and yn are the future of argentina. you guys make me so proud!

leomessi 🙌

yninstagram vaya 🤩 muchas gracias!

username MESSI?

username i mean he is like julian’s teammate and all

yninstagram no my reaction too LOL

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julianalvarez always my best friend. argentina forever.

username nah they have a childhood friends to lovers arc??????? i have no chance.

username it hurts but i can deeply appreciate their love

teammate not yn having this framed by her bed

yninstagram STOP

yninstagram julian is very special

yninstagram te amo !!!! i love you in english, too.

julianalvarez funny but te amo

username wait i’m a bandwagon wc fan why does yn know so much english and julian doesn’t LOL

username in her player interview for college she said a family member knew conversational english growing up and taught her but after signing to play in the states she worked really hard to catch up

erling.haaland when is she coming for a game?

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[ibarap]

[Scout] White Bear / Pure White Diary 4

Jun: Aoba-senpai, I'm sorry he's like this.

Mitsuru: I dashed on over here when I was called! Ten-te-de-den, Mitsuru Tenma has arrived! [1]

I came to help out Hiyori-senpai! You can relax now that I'm here!

Hiyori: You're the one Leo-kun asked for help from, right?

Mitsuru: Yep! Me and Leo-chan-senpai get along 'cause we played in the snow together last year. [2]

Hiyori: Is that so? Speaking of Leo-kun, where is he?

Mitsuru: He said he was "pulling out of the game 'cause inspiration has come to me, so go do your best in my place!" ☆

Hiyori: He backed out? Even if we have one more player, it doesn't matter if we're down another! A net zero gain!

Mitsuru: Nuh-uh! 'Cause I'm gonna do my best in Leo-chan-senpai's place, that means I have double the power!

Tsumugi: Now that Mitsuru-kun's here, there's a lot more snowballs getting thrown back and forth nonstop~.

Otogari-kun has White Bear-kun tucked under one of his arms, and it looks like he's having fun.

...Oh? Someone's running over here.

Jun: Haa, haa... Ohii-san, are you still alive~?

Hiyori: Jun-kun, you're late! How classy of you to keep me waiting!

Jun: Ehh, I'm sorry~. But I ran here as fast as I cou—

Woah! ...Phew, that almost got me.

Adonis: Just as I thought — you have good reflexes, Sazanami.

Are you and Tenma joining us? Seems like this is turning into even more of an exciting fight.

Jun: If we're going up against you, then it should be fine even if we go all out, right~?

I'm a bit bummed 'cause I got called over just as I started working out.

But I feel like this'll be some good exercise in its own way. ���

Mitsuru: We won't lose! Ado-chan-senpai, bring it on!

Hiyori: You two, make sure you protect me!

Jun: Nah, nah. You're gonna fight with us at the very least.

Tsumugi: Fufu, the shoot's going smoothly thanks to all these photo ops.

I'll find a safe spot so that I don't get hit by a snowball. Let's see...

Gyaah?!

Mitsuru: Wah?! This is serious — Aoba-chan-senpai got buried under all the snow that fell off of a tree!

Everyone, stop, stop! Time out! Ado-chan-senpai, Jun-chan-senpai, go help him!

Adonis: Got it. Tomoe-senpai, I'm leaving White Bear with you.

Hiyori: Of course, I'll look after him for you.

Mitsuru: Hrrmph, hrrmph...

Hiyori: I can see Tsumugi-kun's clothes! Keep going, everyone! ♪

Jun: We'll pull him out all at once, alright? On three... One, two, three~!

Tsumugi: Pueh. T-thank you for saving me...

I can see nothing but pure white all around, huh? This kind of feels familiar... [3]

Hiyori: Familiar? What do you mean by that? Your glasses are covered in snow, that's why you can't see anything.

...Ah, wait, wait! Don't brush the snow off just yet!

Jun: Ohii-san, why'd you pull your phone out?

Hiyori: I figured I'd snap a pic in Tsumugi-kun's place. Aren't I such a nice person? ♪

Me and White Bear won't be in the shot if we take the pic like this, so I'll switch to selfie mode...

Ahaha, we successfully saved Tsumugi-kun! Tsumugi-kun, say 'peace, peace'. ☆

Tsumugi: P-peace... ☆

Jun: Can you believe this guy's taking a picture?

Aoba-senpai, I'm sorry he's like this.

Tsumugi: It's fine. He took a good picture, after all~. Well, I'll be cleaning off my glasses now.

Last year, I was shoveling snow as a part-time job at school, but I hit a tree with my head, and all the snow on it fell down on me—

Adonis: Aoba-senpai, before you continue, can we move somewhere else?

Tsumugi: You're right, it'd be awful if more snow falls down on me. ...Hup!

For me to get buried in snow that fell down from a tree twice — isn't that fate?

Mitsuru: Even though you weren't in the snowball fight, you're the one covered in the most snow. I'm worried you're gonna catch a cold!

Tsumugi: Right. We took a good amount of pictures too, so—

Enough snowball fights for now. Let's head back inside, shall we?

<Ten minutes later, in the Seisoukan common room.>

Tsumugi: I've brought the black tea and sweets~.

Mitsuru: Woah~! Those look delicious!

Jun: Can me and Tenma join you guys?

Tsumugi: Of course, since we were able to take a lot of nice photos thanks to you two.

Hiyori: Exactly! So come eat and drink with us!

Adonis: ...Is this small plate of sweets meant to be for White Bear?

Tsumugi: Yes, that's right. I thought if I gave him a piece on a small plate, we could take a photo of him looking like he's enjoying himself during teatime.

Hiyori: Ah, if so—

Jun-kun, Jun-kun, bring me that small teacup from my room!

Jun: Mmh, which one?

Hiyori: The one I use for drinking espresso. It's one of the smaller ones, so I'm sure it'll be the perfect size for White Bear. ☆

Now, go get it! The tea will grow cold if you don't hurry up!

Jun: Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Leo: Oi~, I'm back!

Is the snowball fight over already?

Hiyori: Leo-kun, I'm don't like the fact you were so focused on composing that you left me behind!

Leo: Sorry, sorry! Forgive me, 'cause I wrote a great song. ☆

It's on this tablet, give me a sec... Now, I'm gonna play it.

♪~♪~♪

Adonis: ...It's got a happy sound to it. It's like I can imagine the children having fun during Christmas.

Leo: Ahaha, thanks! Don'tcha think Christmas Eve feels like a magical time to lil kids? Waiting excitedly to get all sorts of presents, staying awake to try and meet Santa-san - I tried to put those exciting moments into a song.

I get the feeling I have a masterpiece in my hands, no doubt about it... ♪ Everybody's gonna break out into a smile when they hear it! Wahahaha! ☆

Notes:

I think this is the tune Mitsuru's singing.

Reference to the ! event story Snowball Fight.

Reference to the ! scout story Snowboard.

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[crysdrawsthings]

Was tagged by @theelfmaiden to do these two things and so, first 15 questions and then a picrew!

Where you named after anyone: I don't think I was named after anyone specific, but I do share a name with an (mildly known, I suppose) Orthodox Saint

When was the last time you cried: I don't quite remember, to be honest.

Do you have kids: nah and I would make a terrible parent.

Do you use sarcasm a lot: I am not sure. But when I do I try to make it very, very clear it is sarcasm.

What's the first thing you notice about people: I suppose sort of a general nonspecific form, if it makes sense? Voice probably too. Some eye-catching details like unusual hairstyles or fashion choices.

Current/favourite fandoms: currently I would say it is TES and W.I.T.C.H., but Tolkien's work lives rent-free in my head at all times. Also fandom of my own original story, because why not.

What's your eye colour: I think grey is the best way to put it.

Scary movies or happy endings: why not both?

Any special talents: not really :/

What are your hobbies: art, tabletop rpgs, video games and reading c:

What sports do you play/have you played: I am not a very sporty person, but I have some beginner experience with table tennis, archery and love cycling. Try to do a bit of pilates lately.

How tall are you: about average, which is sad :/

Favourite subject in school: definitely History

Dream Job: to be honest, office job isn't too bad. Maybe some art unrelated to my hobbies. Some sort of craft, perhaps.

And fron a picrew I have got a Cabbage!

[mor-and-more]

Also yesterday I started listening to the audiobook of Infernal City and simultaneously playing a new save in Skyrim

With a brightly coloured argonian named Dragons-Fly-Here because yes the joke of argonian names being Like That will never stop being funny to me

A fren is playing as a buff lizard in FF and I got myself a more literal buff lizard njajcjsmm

The pics I took to show him off in the only discord server I am actually in lol

I don't know what he's gonna turn out to be but so far he's heading towards the path of a battlemage

But he's level 2 and it's Skyrim so it's hard to tell yet

[autisticstarseed]

update i did spend about $11 on webkinz stuff btw but it was a really good deal the only problem is holding myself off with a stick from getting any more bc after those first few trials and offers it becomes a slippery slope into fullblown manic credit card maxing hell and i am 🤏 THIS CLOSE TO GETTING MORE SPREE ROLLS

[backtothefanfiction]

WHAT BENNY DOESN’T KNOW | Chapter 5

A TRIPLE FRONTIER STORY

Summary: One good night out turns into a two month affair.

Warnings: Mature 18+ ONLY!! Drug use, relationship abuse, mental manipulation, drinking, cheating, angst, language, smut, praise, fingering, slightly rough sex, squirting, unprotected sex (you know the phrase kids...).

Word Count: 6335

A/N- This is a heavy chapter so I have done a longer authors note here. Please read before continuing if you haven’t already read it. Events in this chapter take place 11 months before Italy and a couple weeks after Will’s chapter.

PART FIVE| 11 MONTHS AGO

'Hey Will said you were back. Want to go grab a drink tonight?'

'Yea, sure. Who else is gonna be there?'

'No one else, unless you want to invite others. I kinda just wanted to spend some time with you and catch up.'

'Okay, sounds good to me.'

Frankie had run into Will as he was coming out of a bar earlier that afternoon. He was grateful that Will hadn't notice him coming out through the doors of the establishment, allowing him the chance to pretend like he was just in the neighbourhood; and the fact they had run into each other outside a bar was just coincidence. When Will had casually dropped into conversation that you were home and that he had seen you, that had triggered something in Frankie. Whether it was just his slightly drugged up and alcohol riddled mind or something else, Frankie couldn't tell, but he knew he couldn't get you out of his head.

Frankie had always had a thing for you, ever since Benny first brought you home with him after your last tour together and introduced you to everyone. You were gorgeous, deadly and had a wicked sense of humour, you were everything he wanted in a woman and that's why he had been absolutely terrified to make a move. As time went on and you found your place amongst the group, Frankie came to appreciate how lucky he was just to have you in his life and as a friend and as time moved on further still, it became clear to him that he'd completely missed his chance.

He had started dating Laura just over a year ago now. She was nice, pretty, sassy. She reminded him of a slightly watered down version of you and believing he had fully missed his chance with you and would never get the real you, he figured he could do a lot worse than settling for Laura.

Around month nine of the relationship Frankie started to recognise he wasn't happy. He soon found himself relapsing into old habits he'd fallen into after he'd first come home for good and the PTSD had settled in. It started off as sneaking a bump off someone in the bathroom of a bar one night when they had gone out for drinks with some of Laura's friends. Just a little something to get him through the rest of the evening. A couple of days later it had happened again. It was only when Frankie had dug out his old burner phone from a lock box in the garage and contacted his old dealer, did he realise he was no longer in control anymore, but he didn't care. That's how he had ended up drunk texting you at half past three on a Tuesday afternoon asking you to go out with him for the evening so he didn't have to be at home with 'her'.

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“Hey.” you said getting up from the booth you had commandeered as you waited for him to arrive.

“Hey.” he grinned as he wrapped you up into his arms, his head burying into your hair. It was so soft and smelt amazing, like coming home. “You been waiting here long?” he asked as he reluctantly pulled away from you, both of you sitting yourselves back in the booth. Frankie had taken a moment longer than he should have to get out of his truck when he had first arrived, prioritising snorting another line of coke up his nose off his dashboard, instead of coming straight in to you. A slight panic fogged his brain as he feared he'd taken longer than he had and made you wait ages for him.

“Nah, I only got here like 5 minutes ago or something like that.” You confessed and Frankie relaxed a bit. “Do you want me to go get the first round?” you asked, pointing towards the bar.

“No, its alright, I'll get it.” Frankie said hopping up from the seat. “What do you want?”

“I'll just take a beer.” you replied. You really were a girl after his own heart.

Frankie came back with two bottles of beer a few minutes later, handing one over to you as he tried to manoeuvre himself back into the booth without using his hands. “So when did you get back?” he asked casually, a typical conversation starter.

“Nearly two weeks ago.” you said, taking a sip of your beer.

“Where did you go again?” Frankie asked, his memory of where you'd been the last 6 months hazy.

“Colombia.” you said.

“Ahh, te dio la oportunidad de trabajar en tu español.” Ahh, gave you an opportunity to work on your Spanish.

“Cállate, mi español es muy bueno. Después de todo, aprendí de los mejores.” Shut up, my Spanish is great. I did learn from the best after all, you said stroking his ego and making him blush slightly.

“So what were you doing down there?”

You looked down at your bottle, unable to meet his eyes. “A whole load of stuff that, probably wasn't very legal.” you said, giving him as vague an answer as you possibly could. You looked up, expecting him to have a judgemental look on his face, but instead you were met with one of sympathy. You'd all landed yourselves in some form of shit or another since leaving active service and Frankie was the last person who could pass judgement.

You sat there for almost an hour just talking, drinking your first beers slowly. “You want another one?” Frankie asked, motioning to the empty bottle in your hands that you were now peeling the label off of.

“Yeah, sure.” you said with a smile. You looked to your left to find the pool table had also just become free. “Do you want a game?” you said motioning to the table where the last occupants were throwing the cues on top of it.

“Yeah sure. I'll go get the beers, you go rack ‘em up.” he said, hopping out of the booth with a smile.

You made your way over to the pool table, reaching your hand into the pocket of your jeans, searching for loose change. You took the quarters out, slotting them into the machine. The balls dropped like thunder as they were released, rolling towards the end of the table so you could pull them out the hole in the side. You rolled the discarded pool cues to the side of the table as you reached for the triangle, placing it on the top near you. You bent down to pull out the balls, dropping them blindly inside the triangle above your head. When you had pulled out the last one you stood and was met with Frankie's still smiling face making his way back over to you.

He handed you the beer and you took a sip before placing it on the edge of the table so you could use both your hands to pick out the balls, moving them into their correct spots within the triangle, then sliding them all into place. “Who's going first?” you asked Frankie who had put the pool cues that had been on the table, back into the rack on the wall, choosing his own to play with in the process.

“Well that depends, you get any better at breaking.” you screwed up your mouth at the cheap shot he'd just taken. You were a decent pool player but you were awful at getting the game started.

“Fine Morales, looks like you're going first.”

“Thank you.” he said, jokingly tipping his head at you as he put himself in position at the end of the table.

There was a loud crack as Frankie hit the triangle, the balls bouncing off each other in different directions. You winced in disbelief as he managed to pot two balls with just one shot. He flashed his eyebrows at you, showing off. “You know I think that was one of each.” you taunted him, bringing him back to earth. “You can only chose one, what's it gonna be?”

“Just because I know how much you love playing stripes...” he said leaving the sentence open with a shrug before moving himself around the table to pot one of the solid coloured balls. For a moment, both of you watched eagerly expecting it to go in, but it leaned to the right at the last second and bounced back, away from the hole.

You took a quick sip of your beer before placing it back on the side. “Ready to see how it's done.” you teased, dancing around the table sizing up your first shot. You started out with an easy shot, potting it with not much trouble. Frankie gave you a small nod of acknowledgment before you began circling the table again, working out your next move. You saw it near the corner. You lined up your shot and... clunk, you sank another ball into the hole.

You stood back from the table grinning as you looked over to him, ready to taunt. “That's two.” you said, a faint giggle at the end of the sentence. You danced around the table again looking for the next one. You decided to try your luck but ultimately missed.

“Hey, you can’t get them all in one go.” he said, pushing himself off the wall where he had been leaning. He handed you his beer to hold as he took his go. He fumbled his shot and you were soon handing his drink back to him to take your next go.

It had ended up being a quick game. You had won, easily potting ball after ball, much to Frankie's amazement. “Okay, you had to have been cheating. I want a rematch.” Frankie said, playfully challenging you.

“I mean, I am more than happy to give you one... then beat your ass again and then again and again.” you laughed.

“Okay, okay, I get it. Just rack 'em up again. I gotta go to the restroom.” he said backing away towards the door to the toilets.

When Frankie came back from the toilet he carried himself differently. He seemed both a little bit shinier but also spacey. It was a look you had recognised in people around you many times and had even, on occasion, experienced yourself. You had experimented with drugs a few times over the years, sometimes to keep your cover when trying to get intelligence out of a contact, other times just because it was a night out and you wanted to let your hair down. You never made a habit of it though. You never would have pegged Frankie of making a habit of it either, but it was becoming clearer and clearer to you, as you thought back on his behaviour at the start of the night, that it was.

“Hey, you ready?” he said as he picked his pool cue back up, snapping you away from your internal monologue. 'He's a grown man, he knows what he's doing' you berated yourself, shrugging off his actions. “You wanna break this time?” he asked you, raising his eyebrows encouragingly.

You pulled a face of discomfort. “Uhh.”

“Come on, I'll help you. You'll never get better if you don't practice.”

“Fine.” you said rolling your eyes, your footsteps falling heavier, stomping, mocking a stroppy teenager. He laughed.

“Come here.” He said ushering you to the table and taking a stance behind you. “You're problem is you doubt yourself and then get shaky on your follow through.” He said as you leant forward and lined your cue up with the ball. He leaned over with you, one hand on your left arm, helping hold it steady, the other finding a home over your hand on the cue.

He helped guide it back and you relaxed into his touch as you let him manipulate the shot. It was a gentle, yet forceful, nudge of the cue that sent the white ball careening quickly towards the waiting triangle of balls at the other end of the table. You turned back to him, smiling in triumph at the clack of balls as they scattered across the table. That's when you realised how close the two of you were. You couldn't help but look directly into his eyes. His pupils were blown wide, somehow they were both bright and glassy at the same time.

You weren't sure why you were doing it, but you found your fingers reaching for the front pocket of his jeans, hooking just the tips of them in slightly, nudging the bag of blow. His eyes grew panicked as you began to pull the small baggy from his pocket, curling it into your fingers. You bit your lower lip, trying to search his eyes for how he was going to react, if he was going to react. He didn't move. A part of you thought about just getting rid of it, just tossing it out, but you were having a good time with Frankie, he was having a good time with you. You felt safe and it had been so long since you'd had a good night out you thought 'fuck it'.

Neither of you said anything as you began to creep away, bag still firmly scrunched into your fingers. Frankie tried to act casual, attempting to go back to focusing on the game as you snuck off to the toilet. He assumed you had gone to get rid of the coke, he never imagined you'd have some yourself.

You rushed into one of the stalls, quickly assessing how best to go about this. You decided that none of the surfaces were sanitary enough to do this properly. You sighed, half excited, half still berating yourself for stooping to this, as you took a seat on top of the toilet lid. You tucked your hair out of the way before opening up the baggy and tapping only a small amount of the white powder onto the back of your hand. You listened a second, making sure there was no one else in the bathroom with you. Silence. You quickly lifted the back of your hand to your nose, closing off one of the nasal passages and then sucking in all of the powder, with your intake of air, with the other.

You'd forgotten how awful it felt in that first moment, your nose burning. You coughed and continued sniffing as you attempted to clear the passage, waiting for the initial pain and discomfort to subside. It only took a moment for the rush of euphoria to set in. You resealed the bag, then wiped off any remaining remnants on your hands, before tucking the baggy back into your clutched fingers, hiding it, as you left the stall. You quickly checked yourself over in the mirror, self consciously wiping underneath your nose, then fixing any stray hairs.

As you went back out into the bar, the effects of the drug really started to settle in. Everything seemed shinier and brighter, happier. You made your way back over to Frankie who was stood leaning against his pool cue, awaiting your return.

He stared at you intensely, trying to work out what it was that you had done with the drugs. It was only when you came to a stop directly in front of him and he got a look at your eyes did he realised what you'd truly done. He found himself breaking out into a small smile of adoration, impressed by your courageousness, but it carried with it this underlining guilt in the pit of his stomach. That feeling of guilt though was quickly quashed altogether by another feeling as you pressed yourself close to him once again so you could discreetly put the little bag back in his pocket. You gave him a sly smile and that was it. That was the moment Frankie knew he was completely in love with you. You gave him a coy grin before reaching for your pool cue and continuing the game.

Watching the coloured balls dance across the table top when you hit them, felt so much more satisfying now. You didn't even care if you were losing as long as you got to keep watching the balls of colour roll back and forth across the table. You enjoyed your beer and your company, you and Frankie nudging each other and taking any chance possible to touch one another now you were both happy and relaxed. “Come on Morales.” you said as you placed your hands over his shoulders, giving them an over exaggerated massage like he was about to go into a fight. He tried to shrug you off so he could concentrate and sink his last ball. You stopped your movements but didn't take your hands away and both of you froze watching the ball intently as he took the shot. Clunk.

He stood up straight and whirled around, wrapping you in his arms, a big grin on his face. “You know I let you win right?” you teased him.

“Sure you did.” he said placing a kiss on top of your head before leaning back slightly so he could get a better look at your smile, his arm still firmly around your shoulder. He leaned back against the table, his legs spread apart slightly so you could rest between them. You were both smiling content in the embrace, neither one of you wanting to pull away.

Frankie moved his hands to rest against your hips as he began to wrestle with the idea that had just popped into his head. He looked longingly to your lips, wanting to kiss them. Your smile faded as you scanned his face, realising what he was thinking. It was probably only 3 or 4 seconds but it felt so much longer due to the pace at which your next thoughts flooded your head. 'Oh my gosh, are we gonna kiss? What about Laura? Maybe they broke up? Oh I really want to kiss him.' then his lips were on yours and it was like someone had just set off a bunch of fireworks in your brain. Your head felt like it was fizzing and tingling, you couldn't help but smile as you melted into the kiss.

Frankie felt your lips pull tight against his as your smile burst from your lips and it only encouraged his own. He pulled away only briefly so you could both acknowledge how happy you were right then in that moment, but you quickly closed the gap again, practically throwing yourself into him, desperate to feel that tingling feeling in your brain again. At your enthusiasm, Frankie wasted no time deepening the kiss, his hands snaking down to your ass and pulling you tighter to him. This was everything he ever wanted, what he'd dreamed about for years now and it was finally happening. It felt better than he could have ever imagined it to be. Your kisses were powerful and hungry and for a moment you both almost forgot where you were.

Frankie quickly broke the kiss. You were about to protest when he took hold of your hand and started leading you to the door.

Neither of you said anything as he lead you to his truck. He gave you one more quick passionate kiss before opening the passenger side door to you and encouraging you to get in. You happily hopped in before turning back to give him another kiss as he closed the door.

He drove you both back to your place, using his spare key to let you both into the apartment. You had given each of the boys a spare key to your place just in case of emergencies but this was the first time you'd ever seen Frankie use his and it made you happy. The image of it felt so natural to you, like you were both coming home together after a long day.

You didn't have time to revel in the domesticity of it though as Frankie pulled you inside, rapidly closing the door before latching his lips back onto yours. You felt him lift you up into his arms and he carried you to your bedroom.

Your feet dropped back to the floor as you both made it through the doorway, Frankie wasting no time to start undressing you and himself between hungry kisses, both of your tongues fighting to pull each other back together after every break.

When you were both completely naked Frankie wrapped his arms tightly around your middle, lifting you slightly, walking you both towards the bed which you collapsed onto together, Frankie coming to lay on top of you. You reached your hands up into his hair as he covered your naked body with his own. It was only in that moment that you fully realised he hadn't been wearing his trademark hat this evening. You made a mental note of the actions significance and happily kept smiling and giggling into his kisses.

A sudden feeling took over in the pit of your stomach as you watched Frankie's gaze darken, his lust for you taking over at your joyful sounds and the way your naked body moved underneath him. You felt his hands move to your hips and he suddenly flipped you over onto your stomach before guiding your hips up so you were resting on your knees, your ass and pussy on full display for him. “Oh god.” Frankie groaned at the sight. “Hold it there baby, there's something I wanna do.”

You felt him get off the bed and heard him shuffle around on the floor for something. It took you a moment for your brain to realise what he was doing. He was rooting back into his pocket for the cocaine. You thought about saying something but decided not to for fear it would ruin the moment and this would all stop. This was Frankie. You had wanted this for so long and you were willing to put up with anything just to have his love and attention all to yourself.

You felt his hand smooth over your ass, his fingers digging into the flesh, giving it a squeeze before he let go. You shifted your head slightly so you could look back and watch him as he opened the little baggy and began gently patting the powder out of it, leaving a line of it across your right cheek. The dark look in his eyes as he stared at the sight made your knees want to go weak. He could sense the slight tremble within you, “Hold still for me baby.” he said as he took hold of you again, his hands firmly placed either side of your ass, holding you still. You closed your eyes, thinking if you didn't see what was about to happen, maybe you could act like it never did.

It all happened so quickly you didn't even have time to really take it in. Frankie quickly leant down, taking the powder up his nose, his tongue coming out to lick up any remaining powder before he thrust his face between your folds. You let out a startled squeal of pleasure as you felt Frankie's tongue dive straight in, catching you completely off guard. His patchy facial hair tickled your skin and you jerked back further towards his face, Frankie moaning in pleasure at the feeling.

He quickly pulled his mouth away, thrusting two fingers inside you instead, stretching you out and making sure you were ready. His fingers took a moment to explore your heat and you moaned as this thick fingers stroked your inner walls. You let out a groan when he took his fingers out and you were about to lift your head to turn and whine pathetically about it when he suddenly thrust his cock inside you.

“Oh fuck.” you cried out as you attempted to adjust to his size. He leant over you, his arm wrapping around your upper chest, pulling you to your hands. His head nuzzled into your neck, trying to get you to turn your head so he could kiss you. As you began to turn it towards him, his hand that had been holding your chest moved up to grasp your jaw, forcing your lips to his. He felt you clench around him as you reacted to the power move and he gently rolled his hips into you, your back arching, trying to encourage him even deeper.

He began pounding into you rapidly as he straightened himself up again. His grip on your hips was firm, holding you steady, pulling you back into him with every thrust. The feeling was overwhelming and the lingering effects of the cocaine only heightened everything more. “Oh my god baby, you feel so fucking good.” he praised you as your moans of pleasure rang out through the room.

You felt him lean forward again and you turned your head, seeking out his lips once more. “I've wanted this for so fucking long.” he grunted out between kisses. He almost melted when you moaned back into his lips in response to his words. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling your back into his chest again, making his rapid thrusts even deeper. He was hitting a certain spot inside you and it was devastating, your eyes wanting to roll back into your head as you relaxed it against his shoulder.

A feeling began to rise inside you. It felt so overwhelming and rapid you weren't even sure what was happening until it had already happened. Frankie felt your walls pushing back against him and when he thrust back he was forced out of you completely, your release gushing all over his cock and the bed. “Jesus fucking Christ did you just-” he couldn't even say the word. He was so fucking happy and impressed, but he saw the look of surprise on your face. He quickly crashed his lips into yours as he tried to reassure you that what had happened was a good thing. No a great thing. “Fucking do it again for me baby.” he said as he lined himself back up with your entrance and thrusted himself inside you once more.

You couldn't help but cry out, your mouth falling open against his. You felt so sensitive between your legs it didn't take much time at all before Frankie had you squirting again. “That's it, that's my girl. You're so fucking beautiful when you do that baby.” he said as he turned you around to face him. He could tell your eyes were unfocussed, completely blissed out from each devastating orgasm he was pulling from you.

He placed his hands either side of your head, smoothing your hair out of your face as he kissed it. He sat himself back on the bed, trying to avoid the wet patch on the sheets, pulling you to sit on top of him. He held you close as he pulled you back down onto his erection and you relaxed your head against his shoulder as he continued to smooth your hair. He began rocking you gently on top of him, letting you have a small break, both of you enjoying the moment of being close.

When you felt your strength coming back to you, you lifted your head from his shoulder, fixing your lips to his again. He lifted you in his arms, laying you back on the bed. He lifted your legs back, allowing him to push himself deeper inside you as his thrust began to pick up again.

You placed your hands either side of his head, forcing your eyes to focus on one another. “Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful.” he said, his forehead pressing into yours. You're mouth hung open again, your breaths coming out fast inbetween his thrusts, your moans stuttering wordlessly from your lips. He could tell your eyes were starting to become unfocussed again as your next orgasm built inside you.

He placed his hands under your hips, lifting them slightly allowing his thrusts to reach deeper still. The feeling inside you was devastating and your hand reached to rub circles over your clit, encouraging your release to come even faster. Once again Frankie felt himself being forced out from inside you as you once again gushed all over him and the bed, only this time he had a much better view. He was getting so close to his own climax and this only spurred him on even more. He barely gave you a moment to recover before he was thrusting himself back deep inside you.

His thrust were rapid as he chased his own finish and your fingers clawed at his back as you tried to ground yourself. Frankie let out a deep growl as he buried his head into the crook of your neck. His thrusts became sporadic, stuttering as he lifted his head to capture your lips in his own as he finished inside you. He stilled inside you and you relaxed into his arms as you felt every pulse of his cock inside you. It was a feeling that made you feel proud.

You looked up into his eyes. They were ones of complete bliss and adoration. You wanted to tell him you loved him but the words caught in your mouth so you settled for kissing him once more. This time the kiss was tender and not just because you were both exhausted. It said everything you both didn't feel like you could say. A silent acknowledgment of love.

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“Hey where are you going?” you asked him as he climbed from the bed an hour later and began pulling on his clothes.

“I gotta go.” he said as he shrugged on his t-shirt, unable to meet your eyes,

“Oh, okay.” you said, sitting up and curling your knees up to your chest. You watched him silently as your racing thoughts from the bar slowly started coming back to you. They were more prominent now in this post sex quiet. “Frankie.” your voice said tentatively. It was half broken as the reality of the situation set in and an ache began to form in your chest, along with a churning feeling in your stomach. He looked back at you, eyes sorrowful.

Frankie felt like he had just been punched in the gut. He could see the hurt behind your eyes and it killed him. He knew his love for you was so great and he hated that he was hurting you in this moment. He made his way across the room to you, his arms leaning on the bed either side of you as he leant down to kiss you. “I'm gonna make this right, I promise.” he said as you dipped your head away from him. He gave you a tender kiss on your fore head. “I'll text you in the morning.” he said before placing a hand under your chin, encouraging you to lift your head once more so he could give you a final kiss goodbye. You could only watch silently and helplessly from your bed as he turned and walked away. You practically flinched as you heard the front door close behind him, the sound echoing around your quiet apartment, the reality of your actions setting in. What the fuck had you done.

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True to his word, Frankie had indeed messaged you the following morning. There was no mention of Laura just an 'I really want to see you. Can I come over later.' You had of course said yes and you had both had a repeat of the night before, just this time with pizza and TV. You had wanted him to stay, but you also understood why he couldn't. He promised you he would soon though.

You had both carried on that way, the days turning into weeks. Wild nights turning into wild afternoons, always with the promise that at some point Frankie would break up with Laura and you would be together properly soon.

One week turned into two months and with every passing day your feelings for Frankie were growing stronger and stronger. You didn't care if he hadn't left Laura yet. You didn't care about the drugs, mostly because you could see he was using less and less when he was around you. You could see he was getting better. He was happier and shinier and you knew when he was ready he would end things with her and move in with you.

It was a Saturday evening when he turned up on your doorstep drunk and high and unable to get his key into the lock to let himself in. When you finally opened the door to him there were tears in his eyes. “Frankie?” his name fell from your lips as a question as he stumbled through the door. He made a beeline for your kitchen, searching the cupboards for more alcohol to drink.

You rushed over to him as you saw him pull a half full bottle of whiskey from the cupboard. He didn't even bother to get himself a glass, just started sipping it straight from the bottle. “Frankie, what the fuck is going on?” you asked as you snatched the bottle from his grasp.

“She's pregnant.” he choked out. Your face dropped, complete shock taking over.

“What?” your voice was barely louder than a whisper.

“Laura, she's pregnant.” he said again. His gaze wouldn't lift from a spot on the floor. There was silence between you as you both let the information settle in.

“What are you going to do?” you asked him tentatively.

“I love you.”

“What?”

“I love you.” he said again, finally looking up to meet your eyes.

“No-”

“I don't want to be with her-”

“Frankie she's carrying your kid.”

“I don't want to be with her, I want to be with you.” he said again stepping towards you, his hands outstretched reaching for you. You remained frozen to the spot as his hands rested either side of your face. “I love you. I don't love her, I want to be with you.”

“How long have you know?” you asked him, your voice cold. He was silent. “How long have you known?” you asked him again, your voice rising, becoming desperate.

“About a week.” he finally admitted. You stepped backwards, away from his touch, tears beginning to fall down your cheeks. “Please baby, please-” he began to beg, trying to step forward and close the distance between you again but you kept stepping away, shaking your head in disbelief. “Please, you make me better. I'm better when I'm with you.” You turned away from him, leaving the room in an attempt to get away, panic rising up inside you.

“I'll tell her everything, I'll get help, I promise just please-”

“FRANKIE STOP!” you shouted, rounding on him. He finally fell silent, allowing you a moment to breathe, to think. “I can't do this anymore.” your voice said broken. “If you really loved me, if you were actually going to leave her you would have done it weeks ago when you said you would. If you didn't want to be with her, why were you still sleeping with her, why did you get her pregnant-”

“I don't even remember it.” his voice came back broken and his knees gave way, his back leaning against the open kitchen door. He was sobbing now.

“Frankie, you need help.” you said to him tenderly as you made your way towards him. You sat on the floor beside him, your head leaning on his shoulder. His head slumped against yours in defeat.

“How did I fuck this up so bad?” he asked you. You didn't answer. You didn't need to. “I wish I had a time machine, like that car in that movie, back to the future,,, or that hot tub in that stupid movie Benny made me watch.” he started, his voice calming. “I wish I could go back to when I first met you and tell you how I felt about you. I wish I had told you I loved you the moment I saw you. I wish I'd never let Will or Santiago have the chance to fuck you before I did. Maybe then you would be the one carrying my child right now and not her.”

You let his words hang in the air. You wished more than anything that things could be different right now but they weren't. Frankie had a drug addiction. He had cheated on his girlfriend with you. He had promised you he would leave her but he didn't. Instead he had gotten her pregnant. You had been willing to over look so much for Frankie but for your own sake you couldn't do it anymore. There was a child involved now and there was no way you were gonna hang around and make this situation more difficult for everyone. “I'm gonna go to Italy.” you told him. He looked at you lost.

You had gotten the call that morning. You had been wondering all day whether or not you should take the job but now you saw it as the only option you had. You both needed space. Frankie needed to be there for Laura, for his kid and you couldn't be here as a temptation for him. “My supervisor called this morning about a job in Italy. I think I'm gonna go. I think we both just need some space away from each other to clear our heads.”

“How long?”

“I don't know. Could be a couple of months, could be longer.”

“I love you.” he said again after a moments silence, hoping it would change your mind, hoping it would make you stay.

“Promise me you'll get help Frankie.” was all you said. You were on the next flight to Italy the following morning.

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Naga tommy pranking his family (who didn’t know he was a nags) with safe noms because he was hungry and completely forgot they didn’t know about him or safe noms, they think some random snake just came and ate them.

I FRIGGING DID IT, I MAY NOT HAVE WIFI BUT I DID IT. Well i may may not have gotten a bit angsty with this one buttt here it is!

Warnings: Vore, Unwilling prey, Angst ( ;3 just read it trust me)

Words: 1.9K+

He slithered throughout the forest, climbing through the trees and branches. Trying to find whatever prey he could as he was starving, it wasn’t an easy task to satisfy a naga’s stomach. Nor was it a simple task.

That was the thing he hated about being a naga, so many struggles such as hiding the fact you were a naga from your family! Which may not have been a smart task, but then again many people were scared of nagas so he’d prefer to keep his secret hidden.

But the thing is, he was absolutely starving and did not want to take whatever food his family had as they were struggling to get food from the recent shortage of food out in the wild, hence why he was struggling himself.

It wasn’t as if he hadn’t eaten, he had breakfast with his family but with Naga’s they require a lot more maintenance than other creatures, requiring a lot more food than humans.

He had no idea how he had gotten away with it for so long, he kept up this secret for so long now, years. And not once had he slipped up, his family always thought he was out adventuring out in the forest and by the end of the day would hide his naga features to be found by either Phil, Techno or usually Wilbur.

When he was younger, his mom had raised him for a period, but one day got found by humans. So his mother, took him away to safety and told him this, “Hide from any humans, if you see any. Run.”. That was the last thing she had ever said to him, and he never forgot it.

After that he learnt to be independent and wild with instinct, since it was really the only way he knew to survive. And grew to hate humans.

That was all until he was found by Wilbur. One day who was singing by the roots of a tree, singing a tune when Tommy had spotted him.

He didn’t like the sight of a human but was entranced by the music the human was playing. So, he approached the human and hid his naga like features.

Wilbur looked over when he heard the shuffling of the bushes and saw a little runt boy, “Oh god. What’s a little guy like you doing in the forest?”. Wilbur came closer to help Tommy but he hissed and bit Wilbur, who surprisingly didn’t seem to mind.

“You’re a little odd ball, aren’t you? Don’t worry I’m not gonna hurt you! What’s your name?”.

“T-Tommy.”, “Nice to meet you Tommy, I’m Wilbur!”. Wilbur then took him home, gave him food and was accepted into the family, where he learnt human customs and went out to the forest to let out his wild instincts and couldn’t have it any better than that.

But now, he was starving, and he had no idea how he was going to keep charge of his instincts in check, because who knew what could happen when he lost control.

He remembered when he was younger, he kept conscious through the entire thing but, he didn’t know what would happen now, especially since it’s been years since that time.

But he could barely stop himself from snapping his head towards a slightly moving bush and pouncing on it. That was until he heard voices from a distance, yelling his name. What? What was his family doing here at this time?

He slithered through more trees, quickly seeing his family wondering the forest. “Tommy! Where are you?”, “Where is he?”, “No idea, hope we find him soon”.

Unfortunately for him, he felt his body begin to slowly slither down the tree and couldn’t stop it, Fuck. No. No. No. No.

This couldn’t be happening, he couldn’t, not now, not to his family. Please.

Soon he got to the ground, slithering on the floor just like a snake would, when he turned into a naga he was fairly a lot taller than his family. Which meant a scenario he did not wish to think of.

The family strolled throughout the forest for a while, looking for any sign of their missing relative, “Do you think he head home already?”, “Nah, way too early. He’s always out at this time.”. Techno turned his head as he heard rustle of a bush.

Wilbur turned along side Techno, “Tommy? Is that you?”. He asked, and he question was answered when Tommy pounced out of the bush and onto Wilbur, he wrapped his coils around Wilbur and tightened. Wilbur screamed in fear, which Tommy did not like as it hurt his sensitive ears.

“T-Tommy?!”, he yelped out as Tommy tightened his coils further, he answered with a hiss as he loomed more over Wilbur, “Tommy, mate?” He heard from behind him, Phil, his dad. Who he wanted so badly to hug in his coils and cry but he was way too focused on the prey in his coils, he doubt he could caught the looks of fear from either his and Techno’s faces.

Wilbur looked to Tommy with tears forming in his eyes, who looked to be so tight in his coils, he hated the sight. He never wanted to hurt them. He wanted to comfort Wilbur, let him know it would be okay, but the fact was that he was scared himself.

Techno seemed to snap back into reality as he ran towards Tommy and began to try and pry him off of Wilbur, but much to their dismay. Tommy striked at Techno, who luckily dodged but it didn’t help the face that he almost just bit his brother.

Unfortunately, that’s when he made his move and unhinged his jaw. That was when he placed Wilbur into his mouth, he licked at Wilbur, he hated to admit it, but he loved the taste, it was of a nice cinnamon.

He was terrified when he tilted his head upwards and swallowed. He didn’t want this; he didn’t want to swallow. He tried to take control of himself, but his hunger drove him mad, he could only rely on his animal instincts, not his humanity.

Soon, Wilbur went down his throat and into his secondary stomach. He hated the feeling, usually he’d enjoy it, but it felt so horrible when it was his brother. When he felt Wilbur tucked away his head turned to Phil, who looked horrified with tears in his eyes.

“Tommy, mate. Please. I know you don’t want to do this”. He slowly slithered closer to Phil, Techno following behind. He knew Techno was familiar with snake like behaviour and if he were to make a sudden movement, he’d strike.

He pounced again, coiling tightly around his father, he could feel Wilbur squirm and cry as he did, they were all scared. And just like Wilbur, Phil was swallowed down to join him. Phil was strong and gave a small fight, but it wouldn’t be like the next person.

His head snapped to Techno, his eyes dilated even more. He was going to get a hunt and he was excited about it, but on the inside; he feared what was to come.

Techno ran to get distance, and Tommy followed. He felt his body move slower than it usually would when actually hunting, he was playing with Techno, and he hated it.

Soon enough, he got bored of this game and scared the fuck out of Techno by pouncing on him and coiling tightly. He had never seen Techno so scared. He squirmed in the coils, Tommy struggling to get a good grip, having to tighten his coils so much. He hated how Techno looked as if he could barely breathe.

He loomed over Techno, he wanted so badly to say “I’m sorry” but his mouth wouldn’t move. He couldn’t say goodbye, the last thing he would see of his family was their terrified faces as he swallowed them whole. And then he’d be lonely again.

He felt Techno give a fight as he landed in the first stomach. Afterwards, he slithered under the shade of a tree, feeling his family cry and squirmed. He hated it. But he couldn’t control as he fell asleep, both physically and mentally tired…

…

He woke up, he didn’t feel anymore movements, he didn’t even want to move. He knew what had happened. He had no motivation to eat nor to live, he hated what he had done.

He coiled in on himself slightly, letting out soft sobs which soon turned into full on crying.

…

But his cries stopped as he felt soft movements, rubbing from his second stomach. He shot up, putting a hand to where his secondary stomach was on his tail, “Wilbur?! Dad?!”. There was hope in his voice, and he heard a voice, Wilbur’s. “Toms?”. The voice sounded tired, but no weak.

He hadn’t digested then, he felt the weight from the three of them, it hadn’t changed, they were fine, they were safe, tucked in.

“Oh shit, oh fuck. Are you guys, okay?!”. “Me and dad are fine, just tired.”, he poked at Techno, who groaned. He seemed to be sleeping. “Techno’s sleeping”. He snorted, finally able to have laughed after what had happened. “Typical Techno”, Phil laughed.

Soon there was silence, but not really a bad one as Tommy rubbed his stomach soothingly, hoping to comfort his family, “Toms?” Phil asked. “Yeah Dad?”, he answered. “How come you never told us you were a naga?...”, “I didn’t want to scare any of you”, he huffed, “But look what that lead us to”.

“What happened exactly?”, Wilbur asked , wondering what had happened throughout this whole thing, “Basically as a naga, I need to eat a lot more than you do. I need more food, hence why I go to the forest”.

“And because of the lack of food, you were struggling right?” Added Phil, “Yeah, I lost control. I didn’t mean to scare you guys like that I swear”, he rubbed more at his stomach in an anxious manner. “It’s okay Toms, we kinda just held on. Because we knew it was you and well, in reality you wouldn’t hurt us”.

They were probably right on that part, even with nagas, they were still a family kind of species. Even if they swallowed family, they’d be safe. He saw those three as his family, they were safe.

Tommy felt rubs come from the inside of his stomach, so he stopped himself and leaned, finally getting the comfort he wanted from his family. After a while he asked, “Do you guys wanna come out?”.

Wilbur snorted, “As much as it is warm and comfy in here, it’s tight so, yes please.”. And then he proceeded to let the family out of his stomach, even Techno who was now awake. They all stared at Tommy as he was now in his naga form, they couldn’t really get a good look at it for a while.

He was scared for a minute when he saw Phil’s smile and reached his hands out to his son, his face barely fitting in Phil’s arms, but he managed to give Tommy a kiss on the forehead, which his hair was then ruffled by Wilbur, and got a playful punch from Techno.

The four of them laid there then, Tommy’s head on Phil’s lap as he played with his hair and Techno and Wilbur using him as a jungle gym, he found it offensively funny. He loved his family.

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So I'm not really sure if this has been asked yet but how does the actual plot of RE8 fit into your AU? Is it something you have plans for, like Miranda never kidnaps Rose, sommit like that or nah? Either way I still bloody love all your stuff!

That's a great question and it actually got me thinking on this.

For starters, the events in Double edged scalpel take place quite a bit before the events of the game, around 2010 or so, even earlier. Dani and Anita's "story" happen in a similar timeframe while Laura comes along a couple years later. (I'm not sure if I'll be writing full on fics for them but I will write oneshots and such to expand on their characters/relationships)

Now for the actual game events, the tldr is Miranda isn't an idiot playing stupid games.

In my AU, she has no intention of messing around. She kidnaps Mia, gets in the house (as Mia), waits for a moment when Ethan is distracted and takes Rose. Before anyone manages to catch on or anything. She then takes Rose with her and just keeps her under her careful watch until the time for the ceremony comes. No splitting her up, none of that redundant stuff.

Ethan manages to find his way into the village, but again Miranda is not being a fool and wants him captured and in a damn cell asap to be experimented on later. No Heisenberg's lil death obstacle course, none of that. Ethan just goes to the castle and does some damage thinking Rose is there. The gals, knowing when to pick their battles just tell him that he's wasting his goddamn time and to leave their home so they have time to regroup (nobody dies tho).

Then he makes his way to the Beneviento house and, since Donna deserves to go full fucked up villain, she captures him. She has the power to psychologically destroy someone and that's exactly what she does, rendering him pretty much brain dead, his mouldy body to be studied later.

Also should add in the fact that the cult has a less... "Miranda is purely using us and will get us killed with the first occasion" dynamic. She does want them around and alive. She basically wants to create her own mini empire (for lack of a better word) for her to rule over and the Lords are all part of that. And therefore, Heisenberg for example, is a lot less inclined to betray and kill her. Also also Miranda doesn't just.. straight up has everyone killed. Dunno I feel like it's at least a bit counterproductive killing all your worshippers instead of collecting people from the outside to work as biomass.

Now with Ethan out of the way, back to Miranda, Rose and Mia. Miranda doesn't actually want to use Rose herself as a vessel, but use a tissue sample to make a copy that then can serve as a vessel. It's not out of the goodness of her heart mind you, it's more of a guarantee the if anything goes wrong with the process, the "original" is still there to get more samples from. Mia doesn't want that but she doesn't exactly have a say in this. It does work though and Miranda gets her Eva back yay for her ig. Mia also gets Rose back and Miranda, in an odd act of kindness, promises that if they ever need anything, Mia knows where to find her.

Now, where things get a lil' weird. Should preface this by saying that I'm basing this detail of the AU on my favorite book, Annihilation (from the Southern Reach trilogy). The gist of it is: aliens create an anomalous area enclosed in something akin to a force field where everything alive gets modified on a biological level by the alien organism and it interferes with any technology within.

Now obviously, no aliens here. But we have the Megamycete at the center of it all and Miranda controlling the whole area in which the village (more akin to a small town in my AU) and its surroundings are enclosed. This is how she controls exactly what comes in from outside and what works inside.

And therefore, Chris can't do jack shit. He can't even enter the area let alone blow anything up. Ok moving on.

As stated before, Miranda's offer to Mia still stands, even as she gives her a bitter "fuck you" as she leaves the village with Rose in her arms. However it takes her little to realize that no matter where they go, Rose is basically gonna become a lab rat under supervision 24/7 so she swallows her pride and comes back to Miranda, asking her to let them stay in the village where nobody from te outside can touch them. She obliges, letting her choose any place she'd like to live in and that's how Mia and Rose settle there. (Also the town is a lot more functional here).

Aaand idk maybe Rose and Eva grow up to be friends or something idk I think that'd be cute. They have a whole ass cultish "family" too so that'd make for some interesting shenanigans.

Also, realizing you may want to know more about the maidens: they do partake in anything ceremony related as much as the sisters, complete with matching outfits. By this point in time they are also married and fully part of the Dimitrescu family. Also had gone through the mutation but no spoilers on that. Just going to say that Miranda comes to see them as at the very least good assets to keep around and therefore somewhat important members of the cult.

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We Are Young

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Minors DNI, Explicit language, explicit casual sex, drinking, a bowling alley, bathroom sex.

A/N: This is from an old smut prompt which requested sex with stranger Lin at a bar. Changed it just a little. Maybe I’m jaded because it’s not so filthy to me. It’s like, smut light?.

I stole @ivycomet ‘s pic and gif because this is her fault. There will be a part two very soon.

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2011

You couldn't decide what to do with your weave.

You fussed with in the mirror, frustrated because up would mean comfort in the 88-degree heat and down would just look fly as you were having a bomb hair day.

Even though it was after 8 pm, it was still hot as hell in NYC.

You were having serious second thoughts about this. You usually worked your life away, but brushed the qualms out of your mind as you settled for a pony tail.

You smoothed the white bandeau top stretched across your breasts and turned around to check the back zipper on the cute high waisted navy blue polka dot shorts you were wearing; the perfect outfit for the 4th of July.

You didn't usually show so much skin but it was beyond time to turn up.

After you were dressed, you straightened the mess you’d made in the bedroom of the Harlem apartment you shared with your bestie Mayra, which you really only used to sleep, a place to lay your head between busy.

It was the perfect setup for you and her. You had a decent place to live and you didn't cramp her style.

She was always constantly trying to get you to go out and have fun, but the life of an editor could be all consuming, if you were trying to climb manuscripts to the top. Which you were.

“There is no excuse not to get loose tonight.” Mayra told you over the phone earlier. “We're going to have fun, you will relax, and maybe meet someone interesting."

——

“Tell me again why we are at a bowling alley?'" You were ready to go home. You looked up at the sign on the building.

"This is NOT what's up."

"Shut the fuck up and go inside. Damn. Always got to be so difficult. I liked it better when you didn't talk in the 6th grade."

When you walked in, it was so different than the outside. It was almost like a club, the lighting, the lounge behind the bowling lanes, and the scantily clad waitresses.

A huge dude was standing just inside the door. A bouncer.

"Derek! What up!" Mayra greeted the bouncer with a hug.

She introduced him to you.

"We met when I first started coming here a few months ago. He's cool people.”

Mayra leaned in and Derek nodded toward the far side of the alley. She grinned.

"Thanks." She started walking further into the alley. "Let's go to the bar."

You were nonplussed.

You followed Mayra and plopped down on a stool, taking out your phone and started to answer emails when Your friend grabbed your phone and put it on the counter, handing you a drink.

“Get your ass off your shoulders and out of your phone. We’re here to have fun!”

You just shook your head, but you took the drink and sipped. It was Real McCoy and Coke.

"NIceeee." you grinned, liking the way the drink felt going down.

"Hey. Slow down." Mayra was cracking up. "Don’t get wasted. You’re a lightweight.”

You flipped her off as you drank up. “Fuck you.”

But you knew it was true. But you just wanted to have some fun tonight.

-----

You and Mayra went to get a locker and shoes and then went toward the lane that Mayra’s friends had reserved.

"Who the fuck knew that bowling alleys had VIP sections?"

You and Mayra toasted your glasses, You were getting a buzz that made you feel warm and happy inside. Kinda like chocolate.

You found yourself among a group of people that kept getting larger.

"Hmph. Look at those guys over there..." Mayra was checking out the guys at the next lane.

You were sitting down putting on your bowling shoes, shaking your head that apparently Mayra was into guys tonight.

You looked over and caught a smedium height carmel-colored guy checking you out. He looked a little familiar, but you didn't think you knew him.

You smiled at him, but kept your eyes moving so as not to encourage him. The flash of his watch caught your eye and suddenly you went back to his eyes again.

He raised his drink with the offending arm to his very nice lips and stared at you.

You flushed and looked away, taking a sip of your own drink.

“That’s Lin-Manuel.” Mayra had been watching you. “And he’s cute. But he’s also a really dope person.”

“Cool.”

You tried to play it off and tied your other shoe. Someone tapped you on the shoulder and you looked up, expecting to see Mayra. But it was carmel dude.

You moved to stand up beside him. Your head spun with the sudden motion and the alcohol.

You looked at him shyly; he was so familiar. You smiled at him, cocking your head to the side.

Lin felt like the world shifted and he had to plant his feet. That smile was everything. He had to be careful not to check you out too hard.

The way you were looking him straight in the eye, like you knew his soul, confirmed to him that he should get to know you better.

He had to stay cool. "I'm Lin."

He reached his hand out toward you. You looked around and Mayra was nowhere to be found.

Something about that smile, that mouth. You reached out your hand to him. You shook and Lin kept your hand in his.

You two just looked at each other until you realized you were staring. Then you looked down at your bowling shoes.

You looking away gave Lin the chance to check you out. That body. Yes. He had to get to next to you.

But his game was usually wack. He couldn’t fuck it up. He decided to just be himself. He needed to make you laugh.

Before he could speak, everyone from the other lane came over and mingled. There was a taller cute bald headed dude named Chris, another guy named Bill, another dark handsome guy that told you to call him UTK.

More people with weird names were introduced to you, Two-Touch, Jelly Donut, Shockwave, and Arthur the Geniuses who was very nerdy but strangely attractive to you.

You started talking to him, but you felt Lin’s eyes on you the whole time the group was chatting and mingling.

You went to check your phone and realized it wasn't there. You looked down at the seat where you had been sitting and began to panic.

“Oh no, my phone!” You exclaimed while looking around.

Lin's voice was very near your ear.

"Looking for this?"

A shiver ran through you. You looked down at his hand and saw your phone.

“I found it on the bar, I was going to see if it was anyone’s over here…”

A flood of relief washed over you, and you went to grab it. You pulled your hand back at the spark that surged through your fingers when they made contact with Lin's skin.

"Whoa. Must be static." Lin felt it, too.

Your eyes locked for a split second and Lin saw another universe. He tried to shake it off. This was crazy.

You looked up into his chocolate brown eyes and his long ass lashes. Okay. You could get lost here.

He handed the phone to you and smiled in response to your happiness at getting it back. You looked up and smiled back at him.

There was a little awkward silence as you both looked at each other and imagined the possibilities. Wild thoughts. But only for two seconds.

You were imagining his lips on you in places that had not been seen or touched by another human in many moons.

Lin was thinking about having your brown legs wrapped around him as he tried to get real deep with you. The shorts you were wearing were everything. He couldn’t think about the top or else his eyes would be glued there the rest of the night.

You were shocked at how your thoughts were so explicit about this man you just met.

Lin was thinking of a way to make his daydream come true.

You looked away at Chris who was setting up the bowling order and at UTK and Mayra who were looking deep into one another’s eyes. Your eyes came back to Lin. It was inevitable.

"Thank you."

There was another awkward silence. This was getting dangerous, you thought. You needed some space before you said or did something reckless.

“I’m… going to get another drink…”

“Let me buy it for you.”

The way he was smirking at you made you feel some kinda way. It was like he knew exactly what it would take to get you to cum. Fuck.

“Oh. Ok.”

Lin’s was looking over his shoulder and smirking. When you checked you saw Chris shaking his head and smiling.

-----

An hour later, you were getting moist at Lin’s intelligence. He gave the greatest literary conversation you’d ever had. Nerds turned you the fuck on.

Your conversation was so dope. You listened to how Lin was going to burn the world up with his brilliance and you let him know how you were a success at being innovative in breaking down.

The more you drank, the more you wanted to fuck his brains out. You had to try to chill.

“So what was that all about when we left the alley area? You and your homeboy playing games?”

“Me and Chris?” Lin laughed. “Nah. Chris is like my big brother. He laughs at me for pursuing women who are out of my league.”

You took a sip of your drink, set it down and smiled at him.

“So, are you pursuing me?”

That smile. And was he blushing? Awww. How fuckably cute. You chuckled and Lin brightened up a little.

“I’d be an idiot not to. I mean, damn. You’re gorgeous.”

What was it about this nerd dude that was turning you on so much? Those eyes? Nah, that mouth. And his cute pink tongue that darted out and cleaned up his mouth after a drink.

‘I have something he can clean up,’ you thought, as you crossed your legs to calm your clit down.

Lin took in your legs in the shorts and had to recall lines of Shakespeare to calm his threatening woodie. He decided to go for it.

“The guys have already started a game; they haven’t missed us and they won't.”

He looked down and you noticed his long lashes again. Then he looked up at you again with those eyes and you almost fell off your stool.

“You wanna get out of here?”

“Hell yeah.”

It was out before you knew it. Lin laughed and told the bartender to put your drinks on Christopher Jackson’s tab.

You texted Mayra where that you were leaving with Lin.

“Get it! I’m so glad that I dragged your ass out of the house.”

“Shut up.”

You almost forgot that you were still wearing bowling shoes.

“We can’t go out in New York City in stolen bowling shoes. It’s 25 to life.”

Lin looked down and laughed.

“You’re right!”

You made your way over to the locker area, which was in a corner of the bowling alley. Lin sat down and started taking off his shoes.

You sauntered over, put your foot up on the bench and showed off your leg and your back arch as you slowly took off yours and replaced them with your high heeled sandals.

Yes. You were officially on your bullshit.

Lin stopped what he was doing to watch you.

“Holy fuck!” he thought.

You looked over at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh shit? Did I say that out loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth…”

He was outright staring at you with his mouth open, the look on his face so fucking hot to you.

He cleared his throat. “Ummmm. I just have to say, you are gorgeous and I am very attracted to…” he motioned to your body. “All that.”

You laughed heartily.

“Really? Thanks. I am attracted to you as well, Lin.” You put your other leg up and took off your other shoe in the same manner as before.

This time however, you leaned toward him so that he could see down your top. Then, you stood up and smoothed it with your hands, making sure your fingers lingered over your nipples.

You could hear Lin’s soft moan as you did that.

“You make me want to do things, Lin.”

You walked over to where he was and stood before him, placing your legs on either side of his.

Lin was eye level with your crotch, gave a mischievous smirk and looked up as he placed his hands on your thigh.

You sat on his lap and his hands moved up to cup your ass as he let you on, widening his legs so that you were positioned right over his cock.

Feeling the sizeable hard on, you started moving. Yes. You would let Lin’s huge cock ruin you after knowing him for two hours. You only live once.

When you finally kissed after all the flirting and teasing, it was like a door to sin opened up.

You tried as hard as you could to put your tongue down his throat, and Lin stood up with your ass in his hands and slammed your back against the lockers behind you.

He started grinding into you through your clothes and your wetness began to drip onto your already moist panties.

When you came up for air, you both realized where you were. You slowly slid down his body and you separated a bit, but neither of you were satisfied. You looked at his jeans and how excited he was.

“That must be uncomfortable.” You reached out and brushed your fingers against his hard cock. He whimpered a bit and replied.

“It is.” His eyes held yours. You nodded to the left.

“Well, let’s take care of that.”

You took his hand and led him to the single use bathroom that was actually pretty decent. Clean, modern amenities. You breathed a sigh of relief when you saw a small basket of assorted condoms on the vanity. You were in love with this place.

You locked the door behind you.

Lin leaned against the sink, palming himself over his jeans.

“I’d like to see it?”

Lin smirked and reached for his belt buckle. You bit your lip as you watched. That sound of the belt buckle clanking got you even wetter, and as Lin showed you his black boxer briefs, then his caramel colored cock, it was game over.

You literally started to drip as he stroked his cock for you.

“Oh shit. I like that.”

It was a good size and so smooth and beautiful. You moved closer and put your hand on it. You took over stroking and felt his firm warm manhood in your hand, leaning forward and kissing him as he closed his eyes.

It would have been a nice, innocent kiss if you weren’t pumping pre-cum out of him in a bowling room bathroom.

“Fuck, what are you doing to me?”

Lin opened his eyes and they blazed warm fire at you. He put his hands on your waist, feeling the bare skin there and then suddenly, spun you around so that he was behind you and you were facing the mirror.

He ran his hands up your waist to your bandeau top, searching for and finding your nipples as he went. His fingers curled into the top and pulled it down, freeing your breasts into his waiting hands.

“So fucking beautiful. I was thinking of doing this since I first saw you.”

He grabbed them and toyed with your nipples with his fingers and thumbs. You arched your back, feeling his warm hardness there.

Lin trailed one of his hands up to your neck and grabbed it, making you moan because that is what you’d wanted from him all night. His hands on you aggressively.

Then, he took your chin and moved it toward his mouth, lewdly kissing you as he felt you up and squeezed your neck.

Next, his hand went from you neck to the waist band of your shorts and inside. You squirmed, as he was now twisting your nipple and searching your pussy inside your shorts.

When he found your wet, bare folds, you moaned your appreciation against his mouth as he rubbed up and down your slick lips.

“You like that?” Lin asked as he pulled away to catch his breath.

You just moaned again. His fingers were skimming along your clit as they rubbed up and down. It felt oh so good, but didn’t give you any satisfaction.

“Yeah, you like that, look how wet you are. Fuck, you feel so tight and wet!” He exclaimed as his long fingers found and breached your hole.

You couldn’t take it anymore as you pulled away and unbuttoned your shorts, pulling them and your panties down as Lin pulled his pants down too. He grabbed a condom and put it on as you leaned against the sink and panted.

When it was on, Lin took you by the waist and turned you around again, taking his dick and rubbing it against you from behind as you put your leg up on the vanity and he positioned himself at your opening.

“Ah!” you exclaimed as he breached you and bottomed out inside you.

Lin held on to your waist as you braced your leg and arm against the vanity as he pumped into you. He felt amazing stretching you out so much that you couldn’t help but keep lubricating you both.

“Feels so fucking good!”

You threw it down on him as he pumped upward, as fast as you both could until you started seeing stars.

He started pumping sloppily and you could hear your bodies slapping together as he started losing it.

His grunts were in time with the thrusts. When his hand went to your clit and your breast again, that was the invitation for your body to explode.

It was quick and good and took the edge off for a bit. You were not sorry as you held eye contact with him as he got dressed.

“I- I don’t want the night to be over.”

He was so cute, that you couldn’t help but give him a peck on the lips.

“Me neither.”

Lin blushed a little. “I’ll give you some privacy.”

He quickly shuffled out the door and left you to clean up.

He sat on the bench and noticed his shoes weren’t tied. He chuckled at himself and his feeble nerd game. He didn’t know that’s what got him in.

You were out five minutes later, looking slightly less recently-fucked. You smiled when you saw Lin waiting for you.

“You ready to set the world on fire?”

You were hopeful, more than in a long while.

“Sure. Or maybe we can find new ways to fall apart?”

You took his hand and went out into the July night.

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1.- ¿A quien preferirías llevar a un club nocturno? ¿A Carla o a Azusa?

Hmm, no es mi lugar favorito pero sintiéndolo mucho arrastraría a Carla conmigo jajaj, así por lo menos pasamos más tiempo juntos 👀🥰

2.- En un examen de ciencias, ¿preferirías copiarle a Yuma o a Ayato?

No es por echarme flores pero creo que lo haría mejor que los dos 😂 Nah, voy a elegir a Ayato sólo para poder ver la originalidad de sus respuestas xD

3.- ¿Preferirías tener como mayordomos a Kino y Azusa o a Shin y Laito?

Kino y Azusa! A Shin le quiero mucho también pero Laito sería muuuuuy pesado xD 

4.- ¿Ir en una cita con Reiji a un acuario o a una cita con Subaru a un café?

Ay, dios, ya estoy teniendo problemas con las elecciones D: Es que las dos suenan muy bien 😭 A ver, lo de Reiji suena interesante porque seguro que tiene un montón de cosas interesantes que decir sobre animales acuáticos 👀, pero esta vez elegiré a Subaru porque el plan suena más romántico 😂

5.- ¿Preferirías ir a apoyar/ver a Kou en uno de sus conciertos o ir a una de las presentaciones de Violín de Shu?

Lo siento, Kou ❤ Pero necesito ver a Shuu tocando el violín 😍

6.- ¿En un proyecto de matemática harías equipo con Ruki y Shin o Reiji y Yuma?

Con Ruki y Shin! Aunque probablemente me quedaría embobada escuchando a Ruki hablar y no aportaría mucho xD

7.- ¿Qué apostarías? Que Kanato puede comer más chocolate o que Ayato puede comer más takoyaki.

Hmm, esta también es complicada 🤔 Ayato suele aburrirse fácilmente así que vamos a confiar en Kanato y su apego por los dulces jajaj

8.- ¿Dormir en la habitación de Carla, Subaru o Shu? (Tienes la habitación para ti, ellos no están aquí) ¿Hurgarías entre sus cosas?

CARLA! Y no, no lo haría, como mucho miraría por encima la habitación o decoración pero no buscaría en los cajones! 

9.- ¡Eres una princesa en la época victoriana! Tu padre te ha ordenado un guardaespaldas… ¿A quién eliges a Laito o a Kou?

Kou, Kou! 😂 (No te ofendas Laito, pero me veo más segura con Kou 😆) 

10.- ¿Preferirías tener a Kino como mascota en su forma de murciélago o a Shin en su forma de lobo?

A Shin! Su pelaje debe ser súper suave! Aunque me hace gracia pensar en un murciélago con la voz de Kino 😂

11.- ¿Interferir en una batalla entre Kou y Ayato o entre Kanato y Laito?

Me veo más capaz de controlar una entre Kou y Ayato, la verdad xD Si me meto entre Kanato y Laito veo a los dos volviéndose hacía mí y no creo que acabe muy bien 😨

12.- ¿A quién besarías en la mejilla, a quién en la frente y a quién en los párpados? Opciones: Azusa, Subaru y Ruki

A Azusa en la frente, porque se merece todo el amor del mundo; a Subaru en la mejilla porque es así de adorable; y a Ruki en los párpados porque, no sé, suena como muy íntimo 👀

13.- ¿Cuidar de Shu y Reiji en sus formas chibi o de Subaru y Kino?

A Shuu y a Reiji! Si es de pequeños, confío en que podría hacer que se llevaran un poco mejor jaja

14.- ¿Cantar/interpretar en público Q.E.D de Laito o Mr. ButterflyMask de Reiji?

Ay, me encantan las dos! 💕 Pero Mr. Butterfly Mask es de mis favoritas de todas las canciones así que tengo que elegir esa! 

15.- ¿Preferirías usar la ropa casual de Ruki o la de Yuma?

Hmm, el problema con la de Ruki es que es de su talla y creo que me quedaría un poco rara 😂 Así que elijo la de Yuma que es más holgada y creo que quedaría mona! (si es posible con algo debajo para que no se me vea todo xD)

16.-  Salir de vacaciones con Shu, Kino y Ayato a un parque de diversiones o a un parque de agua con Shin, Azusa y Subaru?

Prefiero el parque de atracciones, me dan miedo los toboganes de agua 😣 Es que prácticamente no tienen seguridad! 😨 Pero sí, me encantan los parques de atracciones, creo que sería muy divertido ir con ellos 😁

17.- ¿Preferirías ir a un bosque con Reiji, Kino y Kou o con Ruki, Carla y Kanato?

Con Ruki, Carla y Kanato podría ser divertido 👀 Veo a Ruki y a Carla debatiendo sobre literatura y a Kanato enfurruñado por no poder meterse en la conversación 😂

18.-  ¿A quién le prepararías el desayuno? ¿A quién le harías una bufanda? ¿A quién dibujarías? Opciones: Kou, Azusa, Shu.

Dibujaría a Azusa porque es precioso 💕, le haría una bufanda a Kou (ya que le veo más interesado en la moda, aunque no tengo ni idea de tejer xD) y le prepararía un delicioso desayuno a Shuu!  

19.- Participar en un circo como la asistente de Carla en un show de arrojar cuchillos o ir a un casino con Shin siendo ofrecida como la apuesta/recompensa del juego de la ruleta?  (Si Shin pierde la persona que ganó te llevará consigo)

Voy a confiar en la puntería de Carla 😂 No quiero que un desconocido me lleve T.T 

20.- ¿A quién encontrarías por accidente mientras se ducha? ¿A Yuma o a Kanato?

Hmm, pues me interesaría echar un vistazo a Yuma, así por curiosidad 👀

🌹 ENG

Rules: Answer the questions and tag anyone else you wish to see participate~ Also tag me (@vampiretsuki) if you do this because I would love to read your answers~!

1.- Who would you rather take to a night club, Carla or Azusa?

Hmm, it isn’t my favourite place buuuut I’m sorry Carla, you’d have to go with me 😂 That way, at least we can spend more time together 👀🥰

2.- In a Science test would you copy Yuma’s test or Ayato’s test?

I don’t want to brag but I think I’d do better than either of them 😂 Nah, I’d choose Ayato just to get to see the originality of his answers xD

3.- Would you rather have Kino and Azusa or Shin and Laito, as your Butlers?

Kino and Azusa! I love Shin too but Laito would be reeeeally annoying xD

4.- Go on a date with Reiji at a Aquarium or go on a date with Subaru at a Cafe instead?

Oh, my, I’m already having trouble deciding D: Both sound really good 😭 Let’s see, a date with Reiji sounds nice because I’m sure he’d have a lot of interesting things to say about aquatic animals 👀, but this time I’ll choose Subaru because the plan sounds more romantic! (I’ll borrow him a bit, Rabu~❤).

5.- Would you rather go support/see Kou at one of his Concerts or go support/see Shu at one of his Violin Performances?

I’m sorry, Kou ❤ But I need to see Shuu playing violin 😍

6.- In a Math Project would you team up with Ruki and Shin or with Reiji and Yuma?

With Ruki and Shin! But I’d probably get distracted just listening Ruki speak and wouldn’t really contribute xD

7.- Who would you put your bets on, Kanato eating the most chocolates or Ayato eating the most Takoyakis?

Hmm, this one is complicated too 🤔 Ayato usually gets bored easily so let’s trust Kanato and his love for sweets 😂

8.- Sleep in Carla’s room, Subaru’s room or in Shu’s room? (You have the room to yourself, they aren’t there) Would you peek on their stuff?

CARLA! And no, I wouldn’t, at most I’d look around the room and at the decoration but I wouldn’t rummage in the drawers! 

9.- You’re a princess of the Victorian era! Your father has ordered that you have a bodyguard.. who would you choose as your personal bodyguard, Laito or Kou?

Kou, Kou! 😂 (No offense Laito, but I think I’d be safer with Kou 😆)

10.- Would you prefer to have Kino in his bat form as your pet or Shin in his wolf form as your pet instead?

Shin! His fur must be so soft! But it’s funny imagining a bat with Kino’s voice 😂

11.- Break a fight between Kou and Ayato or between Laito and Kanato?

I think I’m more capable of handling one between Kou and Ayato, tbh xD If I step between Kanato and Laito, they would turn their attention on me and I don’t think that’d end well 😨

12.- Who would you kiss on the cheek, who would you kiss on the forehead and who would you kiss on the eyelids? Options: Ruki, Subaru, Azusa.

I’d kiss Azusa on the forehead because he deserves all the love in this world, Subaru on the cheek because he’s adorable, and Ruki on the eyelids because it sounds so intimate 👀

13.- Take care of Shu and Reiji in their Chibi form or take care of Subaru and Kino in their Chibi form?

Shuu and Reiji! I feel confident in making them get along better 😁

14.- Sing/Perform in public Laito’s Q.E.D Song or Reiji’s Mr.ButterflyMask song?

Aah, I love both! 💕 But Mr. Butterfly Mask is one of my absolute favourites so I’d choose that one! 

15.- Would you rather wear Ruki’s casual outfit or Yuma’s casual outfit?

Hmm, the problem with Ruki’s is that it’s his size and it’d look a bit weird on me 😂 So I’ll choose Yuma’s because it’s looser and I think it’d look cute! (if possible with something underneath so anything innappropriate is seen xD)

16.- Go on a Vacation trip with Shu, Kino and Ayato at a Amusement park or go with Shin, Azusa and Subaru at a Water Amusement Park?

I prefer the Amusement park, I’m scared of water slides 😣 They barely have any security! 😨 But yeah, I love amusement parks, I think it’d be fun going with them! 

17.- Would you rather get lost in a forest with Reiji, Kino and Kou or with Ruki, Carla and Kanato?

With Ruki, Carla and Kanato could be fun 👀 I bet Ruki and Carla would start arguing about literature and Kanato would be annoyed because he wouldn’t be able to join the conversation 😂

18.- Who would you cook breakfast for? Who would you make a scarf for? and Who would you do a drawing for? Options: Kou, Azusa, Shu.

I’d draw Azusa because he’s precious 💕, make a scarf for Kou (because I think he’s more interested in fashion but I have no idea how to knit xD) and make a delicious breakfast for Shuu!  

19.- Participate in a Circus as Carla’s Knife thrower assistant or go to a Casino with Shin and be offered as a bet/reward by him in the Roulette Wheel game? (So if Shin looses you’ll be taken away by whomever won)

I’m going to trust Carla’s aim 😂 I don’t want a stranger to take me T.T

20.- Who would you rather catch by accident taking a shower, Yuma or Kanato?

Hmm, well, I’d like to take a sneak peek at Yuma’s body, just curious 👀

Tagueo a @0takudl​, @theotomemaiden​ y @yellow-sun26​, por si os apetece! 😁

[kogo-dogo]

i like your skyrim stuff and i wanna know more about the funky little dudes you posted in those “sentences” lol. instead of asking for more snips

You have made a mistake. Prepare for an essay.

But, joking aside, they’re Morrowind characters. I do like Skyrim, but Morrowind is my favorite game of all time and the entire reason I got into the TES fandom years ago. I don’t talk about it much on here because everyone is here for Half-Life and HRV, but... you know what? I’mma take this opportunity. To yell.

About The Guys(tm).

So, basically, in my Personal Canon, I don’t just have a Nerevarine (i.e. Protagonist) character. I have an entire crew of people who help him get through things because it just seems... more realistic for my Extremely Flawed and Terrible Nerevarine. Also, I just had a lot of characters conjured up as a teenager and it was fun to evolve it over time so they’re all friends.

They are, as follows:

- Jo’Karsa (a.k.a. “Karsaga”). Battlemage born under the Atronach. Afflicted with Wombburn. Also the Nerevarine. He’s an abnormally large Cathay-raht who has had an unusual upbringing. He was originally an orphan plucked off the streets in Corinthe and trafficked to Morrowind where he was sold as a slave. As fate would have it, a houseman under his owner took a shine to him and stole him away when they fled to Cyrodiil to avoid political assassination. Karsaga has been raised Telvanni in Imperial territory so, despite being a mighty brute of a Khajiit, he has an extreme affinity for magic and an equally extreme disconnect from his Khajiiti roots.

He speaks like a Dunmer, carries himself like a Dunmer, and has very Telvanni sensibilities. He also has an extensive criminal record from his time spent as a bandit outside of Cheydinhal, and that is eventually how he ends up on the prison boat that sends him to Morrowind. He has a bunch of aliases and an unhealthy penchant for drink and smoke. Not a fan of skooma, though. As gruff and sarcastic as he is, he has a very silver tongue and a way of winning people over and talking himself out of trouble.

Also, “youth born under a certain sign?” Nah, this bitch is 34. And smells like a wet dog.

- Dasrazel. Altmer Nightblade and Quarra vampire. He contracted his vampiric curse while trying to save his lover from the clutches of an undead menace during the Second Era, after a life working various quasilegal oddjobs that brought shame on his noble family. In life, he was a likeable but lowkey individual, and in undeath he’s still very lowkey... but perhaps not as likeable. He has to take a low dose of a calming potion to keep the inherent, violent bloodlust of his Quarra curse at bay, and it does a lot to deaden his emotions. Combine that with hundreds of years to learn how to not give a fuck, and you have a very blunt, stoic, matter-of-fact creature who only very occasionally makes quips and usually just wants to be left alone.

He is Karsaga’s closest ally, right hand man, and platonic soulmate. They met after Karsaga robbed him blind at a bar (thinking him to just be some weird, frail elf), and Dasrazel took pity on him after Karsaga ran him through with an iron saber and panicked when it... did nothing. Their bond is one of a mutual distaste for most people and Dasrazel’s desire to have companionship again.

They’re very much bros, even if Dasrazel spends most of his time not understanding why Karsaga is the way he is.

-  Neira Brenur. Dunmer Witchhunter and low-ranking member of House Redoran. She’s the daughter of a Camonna Tong member and an Ashlander woman, though her mother is dead and she spends a lot of time trying to distance herself from her racist father. She joined Redoran in hopes of atoning for the crime of just being born into a bad family, but has a really difficult time fitting in. She’s very meek and empathetic and does better in controlled duels than actual combat. The idea of actually hurting an opponent makes her sick to her stomach.

She kind of just happened to Karsaga one day, courtesy of him running afoul of her not-so-popular friend, Vandrith (we’ll get to that trainwreck later). She mainly acts as a translator for Vandrith and tries to play mediator when Karsaga starts getting too aggressive with others. She’s in good with some odd folks in Redoran and a very aggressive supporter of the Tribunal Temple, which makes it hard for her to wrap her mind around Karsaga’s existence as the Nerevarine.

Also, the fact she’s an absolute pushover means she just accepts the less-than-savory people Karsaga pals around with. She’s got a big heart and feels actual pity for his blasphemous, undead, and criminal friends. They’re good people on the inside (probably).

- Vandrith Valen. Dunmer Ordinator and conglomeration of a lot of factors coming together in the worst way possible. He is naturally “blessed by Azura” and has some degree of prophetic power, though he’s choked it down after a life of being raised Indoril. He also came to the unfortunate realization after being stationed on Vvardenfell, that he is also a descendant of House Dagoth and is haunted by the Poison Song, a “song” sent out by Dagoth Ur that warps the minds of those who are of his blood and turns them into Sleepers and Dreamers.

These two traits do not mesh well and make Vandrith more than a little unstable.

Vandrith is... prone to erratic behavior and violent outbursts and is largely under the care of his paternal uncle, Tuls Valen, the head priest of the Ald’ruhn Temple. Vandrith is also a clever and tricky bastard who has been trying to figure out how to discern Dagoth Ur’s plans from the Poison Song in order to prevent bad things from happening. Usually, he can keep things under control, but extremely bad visions, close proximity to items/places corrupted by House Dagoth, and stress can cause him to be difficult.

Beyond this, though, he’s not what you’d expect from an Ordinator. He’s very witty with a somewhat bawdy sense of humor, a very devil-may-care attitude, and he’s a huge fan of causing mischief. He forced his way into Karsaga’s social circle due to his absolute certainty that Karsaga could bring down Dagoth Ur, and Neira is his closest (and for a long time only) friend, who has figured out what all of his weird ramblings mean.

- Bashinga. Sorceress and Aundae vampire. She is an old acquaintance of Dasrazel’s who has ties to Telvanni, the Mage’s Guild, and several circles of warlocks and witches. She’s very much a self-serving sort, more interested in the acquisition of power than the wellbeing of Morrowind, but she is fiercely protective of the people she deems worthy (and she has a soft spot for Neira she can’t really explain).

Once upon a time, she was a dancer and performer with a traveling circus, and her fall into undeath and wizardry was a happy accident after being taken as cattle by rogue Aundae. She’s got a good set of vocal cords and can move with grace and ease, but she speaks very bitterly a lot of the time and is difficult to get along with.

She’s one of those people who Karsaga immediately took a shine to because they both like to sit around and bitch about people. Dasrazel and Bashinga mostly get along by the time-honored tradition of “two very gay individuals being catty at each other as a sign of affection, though outsiders would think they hate one another.”

- Jai Swift-Fly. Cathay assassin and member of the Morag Tong. She was born and raised in Elsweyr in a more tribal environment, and is an old friend of Vandrith’s (odd, considering they met because she took a grey writ to knock him off and, instead, he knocked her out). She mostly comes into the fold because Karsaga needed somebody to break into the Ministry of Truth to free Mehra Milo, and she came highly recommended (by Vandrith; Vandrith recommended her). 

She’s a married mother of two, is big and strong and very proud of being big and strong, and a crack shot with a bow. She’s also deaf as hell and communicates through a series of homebrew gestures. Her decision to stick around and help Karsaga after completing the job she was hired to do stems primarily from her extreme curiosity. She has no stake in the Nerevarine Prophecy or this group of losers, but by god does she want to see what it looks like when a god dies.

Fun fact: Jai is dead by the events of Skyrim, but two of her descendants remain. Shevah and J’Rakka. They’re a brother-and-sister duo. Shevah is as much of a curious, troublemaking adventurer as her so-many-greats grandmother. J’Rakka is a werewolf who mostly hunts bounties to make a living.

- Dravyn Telvayn (no picture of him, sorry D:). Dunmer assassin and member of the Morag Tong. Former highwayman and current Berne vampire. Husband of Jai and perpetually confused, mainly over the fact he has kids with Jai and... well, every book he’s read has indicated that that should be impossible for a variety of reasons. He lives in the sewers of the Arena canton in Vivec City and is allowed work in the Morag Tong due to his efficacy at eliminating very high risk targets, though he’s basically “on his own” if he ever gets caught. They’re sure as fuck not giving him writs of execution to present to guards when the Tong could end up fucked over if their relationship with a vampire gets out.

He’s mostly in the background and tags along due to his extreme dedication to Jai. He doesn’t get along with hardly anyone but her, though he is the one who coined the term “Council of Accidents” in relation to him, Dasrazel, and Bashinga. He feels a loose kinship with them in that they’re all members of different vampire clans, but all members whose sires want nothing to do with them, rendering them outcasts. Even after the events of Morrowind, he keeps in infrequent contact with the others. 

After Jai’s death, he acts as a weird “ancestral guardian” to his own descendants. As of the time of Skyrim, he spends most of his time trying to keep Shevah from getting killed. He is very tired. She is a lot.

[moonpagesblog]

Diabolik Lovers Lost Eden

Rota Do Ayato

Ayato DARK Prologo

-> Monologo.

Aquele que herdou esse grande poder foi Ayato-kun.

No final da grande guerra no éden...

-> Fim do monologo.

Local: Sala do Tempo

Ayato: ... ... Não brinque ... Eu ...

Este ore-sama é a melhor pessoa deste mundo!

~ barulhos de espadas colidindo.

Karlheinz: ... ... Ugh

Yui: (Karlheinz-sama ... !!)

Ayato: * ofegando *

Karlheinz: ... ... Muito bem ... ... Então minha força é toda sua.

Ayato: O que você disse ...?

Hmm ... Você não esta muito desapontado, não e?

Isso significa que você ficou realmente louco.

Karlheinz: ... ... ... hmpf.

Ayato: Tsc ... ... O que é? A proposito, parece que você ainda esta planejando algo!

Então, não se esconda e apareça!

Karlhein: Um plano ... Certamente, pode-se dizer que

Ayato: O QUE !?

Karlheinz: Mas não me entenda mal. Não tenho intenção de lutar mais com você.

Em outras palavras, vou me render.

Ayato: ... Uma rendição ?, Mas o que ...

Mesmo sendo um homem velho, não fique dizendo coisas Assustadoras!

Não fique apenas de fora, apenas saia! Vou jogar seu jogo exatamente ...

Karlheinz: Então, você esta dizendo que o jogo já Foi concluído?

Ayato ... ... Você já me venceu. Como prova disso, confio-lhe o meu grande poder.

Ayato: Arg ... ... !! ??

Yui: (O poder de karlheinz !?)

Ayato: O seu poder !? Eu não preciso disso!

Karlheinz: fufu ... ... esse é realmente o caso?

Ayato: arg ... ... Não sei do que você esta falando!

Karlheinz: Ayato ... ... você devia querer isto mais do que todos

Se você receber este poder, isso se tornara realidade. Aqueles que tem mais poder do que você não estará mais neste Mundo

Tudo estará a sua disposição.

Ayato: tsc ... ...

Karlheinz: ... ... como é? Você quer esse poder?

Ayato: isso não é verdade! Eu sou sempre o melhor!

Karlheinz: ... ... hmpf. ... Hahaha ...

Então, ainda mais, você deve permanecer com esse poder. Assim não será mais uma criança ...

Ayato: É por isso! Eu não preciso disso ... ...--

Karlheinz: --Vamos, Adam. Na estrada da ruina levando um Novo mundo!

Ayato: tsc ... ...

~ tela pisca e treme

Yui: Ah ... ... Ayato-kun!

(Muito Ofuscante ...! Não consigo ver nada!)

Ayato: ... ... agr

~ Ayato desmaia.

Yui: Ayato-kun !?

Yui corre até ele.

Yui: Fique firme!

Ayato: A ... gh, eh ...?

Yui: (Ainda bem ...! Ele esta seguro!)

Yui: Eh?

Ayato: Ah ... ... Mais do que isso ... ... aquele cara ... O meu velho ...?

Yui: (Kairlheinz-san ...)

~ Ayato consegue se levantar.

Ayato: Tsc ... ... Ele desapareceu? ...

Mesmo eu dizendo que, mas ...

Yui: Hmm ... Ayato-kun, então ...

Ayato: hmm, isso mesmo. Aparentemente, A porra do meu velho ... Realmente me deu o seu poder ...

Não sei o que é, mas é uma sensação estranha ...

-> Blackfade.

Local: Sala da família sakamaki

Yui: (ayato-kun agora tem um forte poder inigualável)

(É o poder herdado daquele karlheinz-san. Isso é natural.)

(Mas ... O problema não é esse. Recentemente, ayato-kun ...)

Ayato: --... Ei, Ei! Chichinashi !!

~ tela balança.

Yui: Kya!

Ayato: Ei, o que você estava viajando um tempo atrás!

Você nem encenou que esse ayato-sama estava te chamando

Yui: Sinto muito! Só estava pensando nisso ...

Ayato: Huh, pense sobre isso

Compreendo. É sobre aquele maldito, então ainda tenho Medo da historia que mencionei antes.

Eu não acho que você precisa se preocupar com isso. Porque eu estou aqui.

Não importa o que aconteça nesta mansão, Vou explodi-la em um piscar de olhos.

Yui: Mas isso ...

~ Reiji chega na sala.

Reiji: Se você quiser se livrar do intruso, Não vai querer explodir a mansão.

Ayato ... ... De qualquer forma, você não vai Deixar este poder correr solto e explodir esta mansão, certo?

~ Laito chega na sala

Laito: Sim, sim. Mesmo que nossos familiares tenham restaurado A mansão ao seu estado original ~?

Se você esta se perguntando quando será assim de novo, Você não consegue nem mesmo relaxar nesta casa. Estou com problemas, fufu.

Ayato: Cala a boca! Eu estava um pouco desafinado naquela época.

Laito: É por isso que esta grande mansao foi destruída, então eu Realmente quero que você tome cuidado.

Graças a isso, comeu uma vadia-chan se machucou. E por falar nisso está bem?

Yui: ... Sim. Foi só um arranhão, tudo bem.

Laito: ~ Que pena. Eu queria saber se eu poderia lamber E te dar algum tratamento ~

Ayato: Nah ... ... Laito seu maldito! Se você fizer alguma coisa para ela, Isso não vai sair de graça!

Laito: Sim, sim. Eu entendi. É por isso que você não deve explodir a mansão ~

~ reiji aparece entre os dois.

Reiji: * suspiro * Hmm ... ... Ambos devem ser cuidadosos.

Laito, se você repetir provocações desnecessárias, Você também será atingindo pelo desastre.

Laito: ... ... Sim ~. Então eu vou sair agora

Eu não acho que posso relaxar aqui de qualquer maneira não é ~?

~ Laito vai embora.

Reiji: Além disso, Ayato. Por que você não tenta um pouco Mais de consciência?

Ayato: Hah? Consciência?

Reiji: Este certo. Qual é a razão pela qual nos preocupamos Em no permanecer no mundo inferior?

Porque você é imaturo e tem controle insuficiente de sua força, De forma que parece que você não pode suprimir a força nem que seja um pouco ...

Ayato: Cala a boca. Não foi isso que eu pedi, certo?

E se for poder, você pode usar como quiser, certo?

Se eu desejar, posso explodir você em um instante. Kuku

Reiji: ... ... ...

Ayato: Ei, reiji. A verdade é que você esta com muito medo, certo?

Você sabia que se eu levar isso a serio agora, você nunca vai ganhar?

Yui: Ah, ayato-kun ...

Reiji: ... ... Aparentemente, não parece ser uma. Vou me retirar por isso.

~ reiji vai embora.

Ayato: hmm ... É de alguma forma o cachorro perdedor? Isso é bom.

Yui: Ayato-kun, não. É assim que eu digo ...

Ayato: Ah, você esta reclamando disso?

Yui: ... ... Não estou reclamando ... ...

(Recentemente, Ayato-kun faz algo para mostrar Seu poder toda vez ...)

(Nesse ínterim, um mansao foi destruída na sequência de uma Briga trivial entre os irmãos.)

(Uma pequena briga é algo que é comum nesta casa há muito tempo, mas ...)

Ayato: Kuku. Enfim, você viu o rosto de reiji um tempo atras ...

Yui: ... ... ...

(Isso é natural ...)

(No caso em que a mansão foi destruída, eu entendi o tremendo poder de ayato-kun ...)

(Até mesmo shu-san ficou surpreso ...)

(Eu estava tão animada, mas ...)

(Acho que todo mundo tem medo do poder de ayato-kun.)

(Além disso, ayato-kun esta gostando bastante ...)

Yui: Ei, ayato-kun, o que ...

Acho melhor não provocar muito a todos ...

Ayato: Ai, esta tudo bem, tirando isso. Se você estiver reclamando, pode ir.

Bem, estou falando isso por que estou confiante de que posso Vencer agora, kuku ...

Yui: ... ... ...

Ayato: ... ... Que cara é essa? Não esta bastante insatisfeito?

Talvez você esteja indo contra mim?

Yui: Eh ... Eu não quero ir contra isso ...

Ayato: Hmm, está tudo bem se você sabe. Mas tenha cuidado

Se você fizer algo extra, você também pode se machucar, certo?

Yui: ... ....

Ayato: ... Kukuku. Brincadeirinha. É uma piada, uma piada!

Que cara é essa. Você pode rir, eu quero saber porque esta assim

Yui: (O que foi, foi uma brincadeira ...)

(Mas, Eu fiquei chocado por um momento ...)

Ayato: Não se preocupe. Contanto que você me obedeça, Você não se machucará.

Yui: (Ayato-kun ...)

Ayato: Já agora, e ... Estou com fome ... Devo procurar alguma coisa para comer?

~ Ayato sai da sala.

Yui: (Parecendo assim, é o ayato-kun usual, no entanto ...)

(Ainda assim ...)

(De acordo com reiji-san, O mundo dos demônios parece estar em uma Situação dificil agora.)

(Em seguida, parece que há uma restrição entre as raças quanto a raça Terá a supremacia ...)

(Poruque Karlheinz se foi ...)

(Mas eu me pergunto se ayato-kun, que deveria ter herdado esse poder, Deveria estar em tal condição ...)

(E ... Eu penso que ayato-kun não gostava desse poder no começo ...)

(O que aconteceu ...)

Laito: Ei, Bitch-chan, venha aqui um pouquinho

Yui: Isso? Laito-kun, Você disse que sairia mais cedo ...?

Laito: Hmmm, vou fazer isso, mas antes disso, Só um pouco, certo?

~ Eles saem.

Local: Corredor da familia Sakamaki

Laito: Aqui já esta bom.

Yui: O que você tem?

Laito: Hmm, sabe ... O que você acha do ayato-kun atualmente?

Yui: Eh ...?

Laito: Com o Ayato-kun, você esteve nessa condição todos esses dias, certo?

Eu me pergunto se isso se tornou divertido, ao contrário, onde o poder mágico é Descontrolado e indisciplinado ... ...

Yui: (pode ser ... ...)

Laito: Com o poder nas mãos, sinto que ele se tornou tornado o Personagem principal do anime.

[Laito quebrando a quarta parede? ...]

Laito: Ayato-kun ainda é uma criança .. Kfuku

... Bem, estou feliz com isso, mas ...

Yui: ...? Mas ...

(O que ele quiser dizer ... ...?)

~ Som de porta se abrindo.

Ayato: Droga ...! Ei, aonde você foi! Ei! Chichinashi!

Laito: Ora? Parece que ele esta te caçando. Bem então eu você

~ Laito vai embora.

Yui: Ah, Laito-kun ...!

(Ele já se foi ... ...)

~ Ayato chega correndo.

Ayato: Ah, foi! Quero dar uma olhada nisso.

Ei, você pode fazer takoyaki agora. Eu os quero muito gostosos!

Yui: Takoyaki? Sim, mas ... ...

Ayato: Tudo bem, então vamos!

Yui: Ah ... Ayato-kun! Se você puxar tanto ...!

(Laito-kun ... O que diabos você queria dizer ...)

(Ou talvez eu esteja muito preocupado com isso ...)

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Ayato DARK Prologo

-> Monologue.

The one who inherited this great power was Ayato-kun.

At the end of the great war in Eden ...

-> End of the monologue.

Location: Time Room

Ayato: ... ... Don't joke ... I ...

This ore-sama is the best person in this world!

~ noises of swords clashing.

Karlheinz: ... ... Ugh

Yui: (Karlheinz-sama ... !!)

Ayato: * gasping *

Karlheinz: ... ... Very well ... ... So my strength is all yours.

Ayato: What did you say ...?

Hmm ... You're not really disappointed, are you?

This means that you have gone really crazy.

Karlheinz: ... ... ... hmpf.

Ayato: Tsc ... ... What is it? By the way, it looks like you're still planning something!

So, don't hide and show up!

Karlhein: A plan ... Certainly, it can be said that

Ayato: WHAT !?

Karlheinz: But don't get me wrong. I have no intention of fighting with you anymore.

In other words, I will surrender.

Ayato: ... A surrender ?, But what ...

Even though you’re an old man, don’t keep saying things Scary!

Don't just stay out, just get out! I will play your game exactly ...

Karlheinz: So, you are saying that the game is already It was finished?

Ayato ... ... You already beat me. As proof of that, I entrust you with my great power.

Ayato: Arg ... ... !! ??

Yui: (The power of karlheinz!?)

Ayato: Your power !? I do not need this!

Karlheinz: fufu ... ... is that really the case?

Ayato: arg ... ... I don't know what you're talking about!

Karlheinz: Ayato ... ... you should want this more than everyone

If you receive this power, it will come true. Those who have more power than you will no longer be in this World

Everything will be at your disposal.

Ayato: tsc ... ...

Karlheinz: ... ... how is it? Do you want that power?

Ayato: this is not true! I am always the best!

Karlheinz: ... ... hmpf. ... Haha ha ...

So, even more, you must remain with that power. So it won't be a child anymore ...

Ayato: That's why! I do not need this ... ...--

Karlheinz: - Come on, Adam. On the ruin road taking a New world!

Ayato: tsc ... ...

~ screen flickers and shakes

Yui: Ah ... ... Ayato-kun!

(Very Blinding ...! I can't see anything!)

Ayato: ... ... agr

~ Ayato faints.

Yui: Ayato-kun !?

Yui runs up to him.

Yui: Stay strong!

Ayato: A ... gh, eh ...?

Yui: (Good thing ...! He's safe!)

Yui: Eh?

Ayato: Ah ... ... More than that ... ... that guy ... My old man ...?

Yui: (Kairlheinz-san ...)

~ Ayato manages to get up.

Ayato: Tsc ... ... Did he disappear? ...

Even though I say that, but ...

Yui: Hmm ... Ayato-kun, so ...

Ayato: hmm, that's right. Apparently, My fucking old man ... Really gave me his power ...

I don't know what it is, but it's a strange feeling ...

-> Blackfade.

Location: sakamaki family room

Yui: (ayato-kun now has unparalleled strong power)

(It is the power inherited from that karlheinz-san. This is natural.)

(But ... That's not the problem. Recently, ayato-kun ...)

Ayato: --... Hey, hey! Chichinashi !!

~ screen scales.

Yui: Kya!

Ayato: Hey, what were you traveling a while ago!

You didn't even act out that this ayato-sama was calling you

Yui: I'm sorry! I was just thinking about it ...

Ayato: Huh, think about it

I understand. It's about that bastard, so I still have Fear of the story I mentioned before.

I don't think you need to worry about that. Why am I here.

No matter what happens in this mansion, I'll blow it up in a heartbeat.

Yui: But this ...

~ Reiji arrives in the room.

Reiji: If you want to get rid of the intruder, You don't want to blow up the mansion.

Ayato ... ... Anyway, you won't Let this power run wild and blow up this mansion, right?

~ Laito arrives in the room

Laito: Yes, yes. Even though our family members have restored The mansion to its original state ~?

If you're wondering when it will be like this again, You can't even relax in this house. I'm in trouble, fufu.

Ayato: Shut up! I was a little out of tune at the time.

Laito: That's why this great mansion was destroyed, so I I really want you to be careful.

Thanks to that, ate a bitch-chan got hurt. And by the way, is that okay?

Yui: ... Yes. It was just a scratch, okay.

Laito: ~ What a pity. I was wondering if I could lick And give you some treatment ~

Ayato: Nah ... ... Laito, you bastard! If you do something for her, it won't be free!

Laito: Yes, yes. I understood. That's why you shouldn't blow up the mansion ~

~ reiji appears between the two.

Reiji: * sigh * Hmm ... ... Both must be careful.

Laito, if you repeat unnecessary provocations, You will also be hit by the disaster.

Laito: ... ... Yes ~. So I'm going to leave now

I don't think I can relax here anyway, do I ~?

~ Laito leaves.

Reiji: Also, Ayato. Why don't you try a little More of conscience?

Ayato: Hah? Consciousness?

Reiji: This right. What is the reason why we care In not staying in the underworld?

Because you are immature and have insufficient control of your strength, So it seems that you cannot suppress the force even if it is a little ...

Ayato: Shut up. That's not what I asked for, right?

And if it's power, you can use it however you want, right?

If I wish, I can blow you up in an instant. Kuku

Reiji: ... ... ...

Ayato: Hey, reiji. The truth is that you are very scared, right?

Did you know that if I take this seriously now, you will never win?

Yui: Ah, ayato-kun ...

Reiji: ... ... Apparently, it doesn't seem like a story. I will withdraw for that.

~ reiji leaves.

Ayato: hmm ... Is it somehow the losing dog? That's nice.

Yui: Ayato-kun, no. That's how I say ...

Ayato: Ah, are you complaining about that?

Yui: ... ... I'm not complaining ... ...

(Recently, Ayato-kun does something to show Your power every time ...)

(In the meantime, the mansion was destroyed following a Trivial fight between the brothers.)

(A little fight is something that has been common in this house for a long time, but ...)

Ayato: Kuku. Anyway, you saw reiji's face a while ago ...

Yui: ... ... ...

(This is natural ...)

(In the event that the mansion was destroyed, I understood the tremendous power of ayato-kun ...)

(Even shu-san was surprised ...)

(I was so excited, but ...)

(I think everyone is afraid of the power of ayato-kun.)

(Besides, ayato-kun is really enjoying it ...)

Yui: Hey, ayato-kun, what ...

I think it's best not to provoke too much at all ...

Ayato: Oh, it's okay, except for that. If you're complaining, you can go.

Well, I'm saying this because I'm confident that I can Win now, kuku ...

Yui: ... ... ...

Ayato: ... ... What face is that? Not quite dissatisfied?

Maybe you are going against me?

Yui: Eh ... I don't want to go against that ...

Ayato: Hmm, it's okay if you know. But be careful

If you do something extra, you can also get hurt, right?

Yui: ... ....

Ayato: ... Kukuku. Just kidding. It's a joke, a joke!

Why that face. You can laugh, I want to know why it is like this

Yui: (Whatever, it was a joke ...)

(But, I was shocked for a moment ...)

Ayato: Don't worry. As long as you obey me, You will not be hurt. Yui: (Ayato-kun ...)

Ayato: By the way, and ... I'm hungry ... Should I look for something to eat?

~ Ayato leaves the room.

Yui: (Seems like that, it's the usual ayato-kun, though ...)

( Even so...)

(According to reiji-san, The demon world seems to be in a Difficult situation now.)

(Next, it appears that there is a restriction between races as to which race It will have supremacy ...)

(Because Karlheinz is gone ...)

(But I wonder if ayato-kun, who should have inherited that power, He should be in such a condition ...)

(And ... I thought ayato-kun didn't like that power at first ...)

(What happened...)

Laito: Hey, Bitch-chan, come here a little

Yui: That? Laito-kun, Did you say you would leave early ...?

Laito: Hmmm, I'm going to do this, but before that, Just a little bit, right?

~ They leave.

Place: Sakamaki Family Corridor

Laito: It's good here.

Yui: What do you have?

Laito: Hmm, you know ... What do you think of ayato-kun these days?

Yui: Eh ...?

Laito: With Ayato-kun, you've been in this condition all these days, right?

I wonder if it became fun, on the contrary, where the magical power is Uncontrolled and undisciplined ... ...

Yui: (Could be ... ...)

Laito: With the power in my hands, I feel that he has become the Main character of the anime.

[Laito breaking the fourth wall? ...]

Laito: Ayato-kun is still a child .. Kfuku

... Well, I'm happy with that, but ...

Yui: ...? But...

(What does he mean ... ...?)

~ Sound of a door opening.

Ayato: Damn ...! Hey, where did you go! Hey! Chichinashi!

Laito: Now? It looks like he's hunting you. Well then I will

~ Laito leaves.

Yui: Ah, Laito-kun ...!

(He's already gone ... ...)

~ Ayato comes running.

Ayato: Ah, it was! I want to take a look at this.

Hey, you can make takoyaki now. I want them very tasty!

Yui: Takoyaki? Yes but... ...

Ayato: Alright, so let's go!

Yui: Ah ... Ayato-kun! If you pull so hard ...!

(Laito-kun ... What the hell did you mean ...)

(Or maybe I'm too worried about that ...)