#ok i'll stop adding tags now

[riskhour]

etho closet cosplay !!!! :D

ignore the terrible editing my red contacts expired and i wasnt gonna risk an eye infection for this </3

[shadowdoge9k]

sorry for not posting u_u, here is a mouse drawing skateboard i did on vista paint while procrastinating on schoolwork

[why-the-heck-not]

"...and now a quick  1-1.5h simmer" why do I do this

”quick fast dinner, gotta go to sleep soon” then pray tell,, why are u cooking things in separate batches?? and ohmygod is that tomato sauce mf reducing on the stove ?????

[emeraldserenade]

I LOVED LOVELY LIFE OMGG!! HUSBAND!JOAQUIN IS MY FAV GIVE HIM TO ME RNNN!!

- 🐞

Ruined Tradition ~ Joaquín Torres

synopsis: Joaquín calms you down from a panic attack at your wedding

tw: fem!reader, reader hates being center of attention, reader almost has a panic attack, barely edited.

fic, ficlet, drabble, request

Hi, 🐞!! I know you wanted husband!Joaquín but here's almost husband!Joaquín because I had a thought. I hope you like it just as much as I do!!

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The day of your wedding, you were a mess. You hated being the center of attention and knew you would end up having a panic attack just thinking about it. It seemed Joaquín did too because he was showing up at the bridal suite. "I don't care about tradition, my wife is in there and needs me," you heard Joaquín announce at the door. You let out a weak laugh and went to open it fully, pushing your mom and bridesmaids out of the way.

"You're here," you breathed out in relief. You hugged him, you were all ready to walk down the aisle but you had put it off to make sure you weren't going to have a panic attack. Joaquín slowly walked you both out of the room, his arms still locked around you.

He made it to another room, an empty one, before letting you go. "Of course I'm here, we're getting married. There's no where else I'd want to be," Joaquín joked and you let out your first real laugh in the last hour. "There's my girl," Joaquín smiled down at you.

"You know what I mean," you said, your panic attack slowly ebbing away. Joaquín's presence was enough to help you, it always was.

"I figured you were going to eventually realize what was happening and you would start to panic. I was proven right when all the girls plus your mom opened the door and you weren't there too," Joaquín said and you smiled at him.

"God, I can't wait to marry you," you sighed, pulling him back into a hug. "Let's go, now please," you pulled away and started to pull him with you.

"Ok, ok! Angel, let's go get married!" Joaquín laughed and you two left the room, both of your moms were waiting in the hallway.

"I'll see you at the end of the aisle," you told him but was stopped when you tried to kiss him.

"You've already ruined the first look and now Joaquín won't cry when you walk down the aisle. You can wait a little longer to kiss him!" Your mom joked and you let his mom take him back to the alter.

Spoiler alert: Joaquín still cried when you walked down the aisle, he just loves you so much that he'll cry every time you're wearing your wedding dress. His love for you too much for his body to handle, he had to let his love out in anyway he could.

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[lycanlure]

Show ME

Giselle (dom!) x M! Reader (sub!)

Tags : mast*rb*tion, non-con(ish), f!mdom, male-s!b (enjoyy)

Aeriel💦 : y/n, come.

Slurt?! (Y/n) : why?

Aeriel💦 : now.

As I struggled to get myself ready, the fear of disappointing her again churned my insides. Fear knotted in my stomach as I walked through the streets... Arriving at her apartment I stood for a second, I tried ringing the door bell. But I was immediately pulled inside, not even grazing the door bell. She immediately kissed me, rough, unalarmed, careless...

Like I was a toy to begin with, "A-Aeri..." I spoke, as she quickly ravaged my lips. "Ignoring me at campus now? Getting brave?" She told me, as she kept attacking my lips, her mouth worked wonders on me. My legs are shivering, weakened. One kiss and I'm head over heels again. Pulling away a bit as she was getting too rough with me and I needed to breathe.

"What do you clearly want?" I said to her, as I held my arm, I was too shy to look at her, she kept dominating me. "You're ignoring me, why? You wanna break things up?" Shocked by her remarks, I held my mouth. "Wow, good guess" I clapped... She immediately pushed to the wall, banging my head in the process... "The f*ck you yapping about, Huh?!" She scolded me, "Think you can just go and break things up between us?" She added quickly. "You think I'm ok, you're treating me like someone you can just, just dispose of?!" I fired back, "I'm not even your... Boyfriend".

"I'm just a boy in school you bully and use." I looked down. She slapped me, my face hissing at the pain. She then hastily grabbed your neck and dragged you. "G-Guh! A-Aeri! S-Sto-" She threw you at the sofa, she then kneeled in front of you. She then pulled out her phone, "H-Hold on, A-Aeri p-please... D-Dont, t-the photos..." Your face turned pale as she flashed you with your nudes and videos of you getting railed by her friends and her.

"So? Wanna break things up? Alright!" She then pulled your pants down, "A-Aeri, p-please... N-No" I shivered as she forcefully pulled my pants. "Lets see then!" She pressed record on her phone, as her hands grabbed my cock. Gripping it tightly, "A-Aeri, I-I wont break up with you, o-ok?" You said shivering. "P-Please?" I pleaded but her face replied with something much, darker, disgusting and revolting. She slowly moved her hands roughly on my shaft, me grabbed her hand to stop, but no.

She would never stop for me, she'll only stop once she's done. She looked at me with anger, she tightened her grip and moved closer to you. "I'll post this in the GC where every student is in and they'll see your pathetic cock getting jacked off dry" Her whisper made me cry, her hands began to move even faster. "I-It hurts, A-Aer-" I got cut off as she pushed me down further. Her grasp tightened as her lips met mine.

The kiss was rough, sloppy, slow yet subtle, and needy. I know she loves me but... The feeling of every time we do it, I always felt used. Is it because every time we're done she heads to her phone and do completely nothing? Am I being too sensitive? Or maybe she's just insensitive? "You taste so good" her voice, raspy.

'Shit' I whispered to myself, her voice just breaks me. It just completely weakens me, no other girl can make me feel like a b*tch in heat. As her hand moved away from my shaft, I looked at her. "What? Want more bitch?" She smirked, I only looked at her. My eyes are pleading for more, as her finger flicks my head (the other one) slowly. As she laces it with her saliva, spitting them all over.

Lacing my shaft with her spit, she started sucking me off, slow. "S-Stop... Nggghh" I moaned, "Keep that up, bitch". Her head bobbed on my cock, as wet sounds that came from her mouth. Wet slurps enveloped the room. "So salty, so addictive" Her voice rang through my brain like lightning, those words made me weak on my knees.

'Is this what heaven feels lik-, no! I must resist this?' I whispered to myself. As her head game was not like any other I have experienced before. "Fuck, just cum already!" She ordered as she was sucking and jerking me harder than ever. The sloppy blow job and the sloppy jerk of her hands made it harder to not cum. "A-Aeri, p-please... Ugghh!" I pushed her head away lightly, but she deepened it.

"SHIT!" This sent shocks through my brain. As my limit is about to reach, she lifted both of my legs, and inserted a finger inside me. "Aeri! Ngghh, w-what are you? S-sto-" I moaned, unable to stop her. "Shut up, you'll like" she smirks as her finger slithered my insides, i trembled. Her fingers ravaging my insides, I can only groan in ecstasy. She was poking my prostate, making me finally reach my limit.

"Cum, bitch!" She pressed hard on my prostate, sending me in a disgusting, convulsing, twitching, orgasm. As my juice smothered in her mouth. "A-Aeri..." My breathing, now weak. She attacked my lips again, "Love that? There's more coming bitch, think of this as a punishment, alright?." She whispered. 'I fucking hate this girl... I can't keep letting her do this' you thought to yourself, not long after, she did not waste anytime and went down on you again.

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Now eating your ass out, you can only shiver. As her tongue drove in, your insides were now wet with her saliva. Your legs jolted up, as her tongue reached your prostate. Massaging it with her wet, meaty, tongue. You kept telling her to 'stop', none prevailed as her advances only made you more susceptible to her orders. "A-Aeri, n-no more..." Your voice is weak, due to cumming continuously non-stop.

"Shut up, my turn. Bitch!" She grabbed your legs lifting them up, as she looked down at you. Her eyes lit up and aligned herself. Her pussy pointing down to your still hardened cock. "I'm going to fuck you like a miserable bitch you are, now I can watch a video of you getting fucked like a hooker on a friday night" She laughed her, as she held your cock and easily slide her glistening pussy ready to devour your cock. "I'm going to drown this cock with my own cum!" She giggled, as she slammed herself on your cock.

Like a big hammer slamming itself on a small nail. Her hands gripped hard on your ankles, as her movements became erratic in an instance. The repeating movements of her moving up and down vigorously on your cock, knotted your stomach. She came instantly when she inserted it inside her, now she's cumming again. Her pleasure from you is no different from how your pleasure is on her. You came hard? She cums harder. "S-Stop! Aeri, please!" You pleaded crying, "I c-cant stop! Ngghhh!, must. K-Keep. G-Going." Her eyes turned lustful.

As her movements became rougher, faster and most importantly monstrous. "G-Go-, A-Aeri! Fuckin-, s-stop! Aeri, p-please, I-I'm c-cumming!" Your legs flew in the air as your stomach tied in a knot. "F-Fuck! Y/N! C-Cum with me slut! Now!" She ordered, her grip tightened as her limit was also nearing. You both came, Aeri is in pure bliss as she came with you and the feeling of you filling her up only made it more clearer to her. You're now in her control, and you.

This can only mean one thing, escaping her is impossible. Even if she hurts you, she has already marked you... As hers. Nothing can change that, her lips, her body, her scent, everything about her. Is now programmed inside you. "Be a good boy now ok, I don't want to do this again, got it?" She said innocently, you can only nod in agreement. "F-Fuck..." Your legs shivered due to immense sex and pain.

She smiled looking at me, satisfied with her craft she kissed my lips, "I love you, Y/N" and then left. I know she'll do this, and I know she'll do it again. I hate her, so much... I sobbed while I lay flat on her bed. Used again, nothing hurts more than being used like a toy, maybe... Maybe she'll change? I dont know, but she never said 'I love you' before... Even after doing it, maybe...

But maybe... She'll CHANGE?

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[olliegolliegee]

WAIT IT IS?!?! IT'S NOT ANXIETY??

idek what else it'd be lmao

is it an adhd thing to suddenly have an insane amount of energy that absolutely will not go away until it suddenly does, but you can't use it on anything "productive" it's all jumping up and down and brain going from thing to thing to thing and screeching and talking fast and interrupting people because they talk too slow? and focus goes out the window? or is it something else? because i've had professionals tell me it's anxiety but there is a HUGE difference between anxiety hyper and this hyper. also it doesn't feel bad it's fun (unless people start judging me for it) i just can't do anything the way i "should"?

Yeah.

[pendulouspuppyudders]

i'll never be over how infuriating it is that a thing my wife made for xer own joy and the joy of other transfem butches got this fucking butchered in public. like the current perception of forcemasc is absolutely right, it's toothless and based on nothing but an idolization of an existing norm and it completely ignores the history it's grinding into dust. and i tell xer it's different and not the thing xe started as a comfort but i'm not sure that's true, cuz it's twisted and changed but why would i say it's still not the thing that was ripped from xer hands. a trans woman wanted to create a space where transfem butchness and masculinity could be explored and as a joke, a play on forcefem, called it forcemasc. xe was kind and passionate and defensive of the community xe was creating and yet the moment transmascs saw a chance they swiped it from xer. adding it to "autoandrophillia" tags and ripping its context from it and all but erasing trans women from it. xe allowed trans men into this community out of kindness and in return these people butchered something for literally just the name. because the name forcemasc carries a transfeminine mystique, an association with forcefem and our seemingly commodifiable misery. and now it is what it's become, and it lays everything bare about how these people think and makes obvious why they would be so willing to betray a space that was so kind to them. none of them tentatively asked my wife if xe was ok with trans men being part of it because they wanted inclusion, they saw something exotic and they Wanted it and they took it and i can't ever stop being angry about it

[imaginesig]

A Bear and a Gorgeous Girl

SMAU

Ollie Bearman x singer!reader

with a new wave of fame, how does her hard rock aesthetic hold up when Y/n's fans find her boyfriends account? More specifically how she appears on that account.

ynln

Liked by user1, louis91, olliebearman, and 833 others

Ynln: You know you're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain

tagged: no one

olliebearman i wanna support the arts 🙋🏻‍♂️

User1 I’ve been living for the on tour posts

User2 fr let’s all say thank you Louis!!

user3 that’s an odd caption—are you teasing song lyrics??

user4 Bear cameo

user7 the day we learn who bear is, is the day I die

user5 I want to know who her man is so bad

user6 Y/N LET ME IN

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olliebearman

liked by paularon_, kimi.antonelli, user2, and 732,927 others

ollliebearman: i spent my free time following my gf on her tour

tagged ynln

ynln forever grateful Bear ❤️

olliebearman 🧸❤️

kimi.antonelli simp

user1 it upsets me everytime im reminded they're both off the market

user2 ugh shes so pretty

user3 im a new fan, who is she?

user4 Y/n is a small artist who recently started touring with Louis Tomlinson (fron One Direction) and gained followers

user5 They're been together for about a year, but from what ive noticed, her newer fans havent connected that Ollie is her bf (understandable because she hasnt posted/tagged him in awhile)

user6 oh to have a supportive bf like ollie

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ynln

liked by louis91, ynln_hq, olliebearman, and 1,982 others

ynln: thank you Louis for an increable experience!! To everyone who learned my songs and cheered me on I love you ❤️❤️

tagged louis91, ynln_hq

olliebearman gorgeous girl

user4 you can say that again

louis91 you are a meance and it was an honor to be your first tour!

ynln 1D was also my first concert

louis91 so you've meantioned several hundred times

user1 best opener ever!!!

user2 im so glad ive discovered you

user3 og fans tap in!!

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ynln

liked by louis91, use54, user9, and 2,938 others

ynln: "Mom, I'm Goin' Out" dropping 7/24!! Enjoy my new single "Too Sweet" while you wait 💋💋

tagged ynln_hq

louis91 its gonna be fucking amazing

thesnuts you're smashing it

oliviarodrigo on repeat!!

user1 AHHHH BABE WAKE UP Y/N IS DROPPING A NEW ALBUM

user2 "its ten o clock before i say a word... you wake up for the sunrise" ok miss ma'am

user3 she found herself a good boy

user4 we've known Bear is the golden retriver to her black cat

user5 ok so she posted a soft launch-esc post with a lyrics from too sweet. The rest of that stanza is "You know you're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain. Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape. If you can sit in a barrel, maybe I'll wait until that day"

user6 so?

user5 so its pr its about depsite the song suggesing otherwise

user7 noooo she's off the market

user8 i swear she laced the lines "i take my whiskey neat, my coffee black, and my bed at three" with crack

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olliebearman posted a story!

caption: gorgeous girl is releasing an EP stream it 7/24

ynln

liked by mmataband, user54, kimi.antonelli, and 2,930 others

ynln: "Mom I'm Goin' Out" has dropped!! Thank you to my family, fellow musicians, and my muse for the endless support! Now stop reading and learn the songs, we got gigs to attend

tagged: ynln_hq, olliebearman

user1 ok hard launch

mmataband we make a killer track

louis91 so proud!

kimi.antonelli adding to the Prema playlist now

ynln if Ollie hasnt already beaten you to it

kimi.antonelli yk he has 😔

user2 Y/n: tags her bf in her EP release, me: stalks him while streaming said EP

user3 UGH MAROON IS TOO GOOD

user4 there is no reason why "The Chain" is so hot

user5 WE FINALLY FOUND HIM

user6 BEAR IS OLLIE -BEAR-MAN

user7 are we all stupid orrr

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olliebearman

liked by ynln, paularon_, user32, and 721, 291 others

olliebearman: "Mom I'm Goin' Out" to celebrate love's new EP

tagged ynln

ynln you're so cheesy

olliebearman but you love me

ynln forever and always

kimi.antonelli please tell me she didn't let you actually touch that soundboard

olliebearman 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

user1 I cannot wait to blast Y/n while waiting for race to start

user2 this is the same Y/n???

user3 who are you girl

user4 I would have never pinned her to love pastel flowers and a pink heart cake

user5 I've stalked this mans whole account and we need to have a meeting

user6 the new Y/n fans have found Ollie ive seen...

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ynln

liked by user3, olliebearman, ynln_hq, and 293,293 others

ynln: HELLO?? YOU GUYS HAVE BLOWN THIS EP UP!! I'm so so lucky to say that my childhood dream has become a reality, thank you for everyone who have supported me and helped me on my musical journey!!

tagged: ynln_hq

louis91 stoked to see you're finally getting the attention you deserve

mmataband 🤘🏻🎸❤️🖤

user1 so so deserved!!!

user2 its been on repeat since it dropped

user3 ugh I swear this album was laced bc I CANNOT STOP LISTENING

user4 I can't wait for the live shows to start

user5 same!! I need to hear these songs live

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olliebearman

liked by kimi.antolli, paularon_, user54, and 273,393 others

olliebearman: I'm so in awe of your accomplishments gorgeous girl ❤️ Congrats on 1 million streams

tagged ynln

ynln couldnt have done it without my muse ❤️ love you bear

olliebearman love you too❤️

user1 theyre so cute but everytime he posts her its a jumpscare

user3 right its so far off from her aesthetic

user2 too cute!!

user4 God its me again

user5 when is it my turn

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ynln

liked by olliebearman, user43, paularon_, and 232,938 others

ynln: Bear has officially ruined my aesthetic but its ok because he's cute

tagged: olliebearman

user1 her hard rock aesthetic might be over but this post is still so put together within itself

olliebearman 😶

kimi.antonelli no its not ok, I dont wanna see you being all lovey dovey on my instragram

ynln something tells me you'll survive

ynln_hq you're still a kick ass rockstar in our eyes 🤩

user1 now that the shock is over im in love with them

user2 the second pic is literally so boyfriend coded

user3 lets all thank Y/n for her service

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olliebearman

liked by kimi.antonelli, user4, ynln, and 838,393 others

olliebearman: you heard the girl im cute!!

tagged: ynln

ynln this post is so Pinterest, ive trained you well 🥹

olliebearman best teacher ever!!

user1 ok aesthetic

user2 that second pic is gonna own pintrest

user3 looks like im sleeping in traffic tonight

user4 the matching captions make me sick I NEED IT

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ynln

liked by ynln_hq, olliebearman, louis91, and 233,939 others

ynln: guys its time I come clean... im a giant softie who likes my coffee in the form of an ice latte

tagged: olliebearman

olliebearman the lies!!! The deception!! cancel y/n 2024

ynln shut up 🙄

olliebearman 🎸❤️

ynln 🧸❤️

user1 not them having special emoji combos 😭

user2 the coffee drawing is so cute what

user3 well this was not what I was expecting from Y/n but im into it

user4 she's just a girl, no ones above an iced latte

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[solargeist]

i keep mistaking some of ur kidxelqua art for ur grian art so i have to stop and read the captions/tags every time 😭😭 is there a fundamental difference im missing that would make it any easier

hi !!!!!!! no i understand it can be pretty confusing !! its pretty messy on my blog ahahah i'll try to explain them and their place in the AU

All the kid drawings are Xelqua ! Originally it was Grian, but as the character Xelqua developed, I changed it to him. When people send requests for kid Grian, i'm drawing Xelqua, as that is the AU.

This isn't 100% accurate as I forget to do it, but Grian and Xelqua part their hair differently, kid Xelqua does too. Xelqua's hair is always a bit longer. (Grian got a haircut when he joined the Watchers, thats why his hair parts different now in evoAU and HC, he just kept it shorter ! Xelqua used to wear his hair in a ponytail during his time with the Watchers.)

The reason why i say they're "technically the same" is bc Xelqua is just another Grian from a different timeline, he just has a different name. Xelqua only exists because this one Grian joined the Watchers, new possibilités opened new timelines, ones where he died, ones where he's a Listener instead, or ran away to different servers, or stayed. Xelqua is the only one to have reached Sainthood.

Because of this, Xelqua can hop around timelines, he usually just bugs other versions of himself, helping them, giving them tnt. He finds This Grian during s8 of HC, bugging him through the boatem void, briefly possessing him later, but hey ! water under the bridge !

Xelqua's timeline doesn't exist anymore after becoming That, but by becoming That he has essentially rewritten history in other timelines, solidifying himself as a saint of destruction, a destroyer, this is what the Watchers know him as, this is what evo Grian knew him as, even if Grian caused it--It already happened--Xelqua has always been here. (It makes Grian's head hurts when Xelqua explains this to him.)

Basically: Grian set off a chain reaction when he joined the Watchers, and that opened new universes, and in doing that, Xelqua is made.

Xelqua is powerful, but also very lonely and has a lot wrong with him, which is expected he spent many years with the Watchers. Xelqua can mimic any version of Grian he wants, but if he stays in that form for too long, he'll start to forget himself and instead think "Xelqua" is a patron, rather than himself. This is why kid Xelqua will usually praise the Saint Xelqua and be proud of his own name, he just doesn't know ! It takes a little while to remember himself and change back. This also happens in high stress, (bc of course it does, i love when a character loses control of their powers hahaha,) the memory is much worse if it happens from stress. You can't talk kid Xelqua out of this, it'll stress him out further and you'll just have a little god child throwing a temper tantrum then, never a good idea.

After s8 in HC EvoAU, Xelqua hangs around, popping up sometimes in s9, mostly in his adult watcher self. They don't get along too well at first, Xelqua has a little bit of bitterness over Grian having such a fun life, all these friends, needed, wanted..... But whatever ! Xisuma doesn't know how he keeps getting in, but Xelqua has been on good behaviour, so...... Shrug... Just let him visit sometimes....

Xelqua's version of the Watchers are gone, the unfortunate conséquences of becoming a destroyer, you kinda rip your own timeline apart. This, added with the fact that he is a cautionary tale in every other reality to Watchers, means if he tries to visit other versions of his Watcher family, they won't really know who he is, and just see something destructive and chaotic. If he wants to see Aether, he'll just... hop in a timeline and change himself into a kid and quickly forget what he's done. He's lonely, ok !!

Xelqua starts doing this kid bit on HC (late s9/early s10) too, he doesn't exactly mean to, but he does feel safe there. He eats Grian's food and takes over his couch and no one can get mad at him bc he is just a little kid--grian puts him in the corner. timeout. a few dead birds hit the roof as a result.

[spawnsfollower]

The gentle wind sways and dances, as breath sinks deep with quiet longing..

A joyous welcome and good morning to everyone visiting my blog, may the spawn bring cheerful blessings and graceful sleep. You may refer to me as Two-Time, or any nickname you see fit. Though if you can help it, refer to me by name, I'd prefer it.

CHECK ME! CURRENT EVENT ; RITUAL GONE WRONG

Where has your second life gone, Two Time?

VV { RULES / INFO } VV

coughs, hey guys im addicted to making ask blogs. - Two Time will likely be heavily head cannoned, im aware of their lore, I just like adding stuff on haha,, - Their words will be purple, and their actions [like this!] - Also i likely wont answer questions that go too deep into the cult or Azure, I'll still try to answer cult-adjacent stuff though. - Don't be rude, poking a little bit of fun at Two Time is fine but don't go overboard - Flirting and being slightly suggestive is fine, but please, not too much, and No NSFW at all. - Magic Anons are alright, again just don't go overboard - This is my third ask blog, wow! But this is my first non oc ask blog so i'm still, new to running them aha - INTERACTIONS ARE SO COOL AND LOVELY!! I ONLY BITE A LITTLE!! JUST A NIBBLE!! - AANNDD ships are ok, I don't mind a lot of them so i'll be fine to go along with whatevers needed. -I'm 18! and a freshman in college! I take online classes this year but that's likely gonna change next set of classes I take. However, that doesn't stop me from being active at ALL. - I also yap.. a lot if you couldn't tell, so check tags! - Not a serious thing but check out the divorce thread that me and @ace4thespades did on april fools, I keep going back to it bc genuinely its a masterpiece. my magnum opus even /j - my other accounts are @m0nochromat1c @m00nlitphotography , and @smthngcl0ver , with the most active being Clovers ask blog haha!

VV [ TAGS! ] VV

"It's good to see new faces." - First interaction "Welcome back, friend" - Continuous interactions "May the spawn take my worries." - In Character "I think i lost the gamble" - Out of character (Taken from Clovers blog)

CLAIMED ANONS; Exploded Anon, Clone anon, KS anon, Document Anon, Magic (In training anon) , #1 two time liker anon , peaceful anon, cat anon, bouquet anon (💐🍀🌷), clone anon , rotting anon, LOUD ANON🗣📣, 🌺 Anon, ☎️ Anon, 🐦‍⬛🚂 anon, spider enthusiast anon , Things given to Two-Time; The ICEDAGGER , A gambling machine, Alien plush (most likely), Cheese (at a cost) , more cheese, a burger (same cost as the first cheese) , Lettuce (thrown at x1), Cruel kings Crown, more cheese x2, The Venom shank (now revoked), a gun, a flower, a bouquet, a tea set, a bag of steak, their kidneys????, small black and purple marbles, a small wood carving of the spawn logo, some gemstone dice , a silver music , a silver pocketwatch with the spawn logo engraved into it , Dividers (in order) ; animatedglittergraphics-n-more sister-luciferstrangergraphics-archive

[mmogurl]

Last to Fall Chapter 3 - Dark On Me

18+ | 2.9k | Aegon II Targaryen X Female Dragonseed Reader | Unresponsive Aegon | half sister reader - you're a princess now! Fastest elevation in class ever! wholesome, fluff, severe injury and burns, mentions of death and other bad things, but still... this whole thing is actually kind of sweet compared to what I usually write.

Ok! This chapter was actually very emotional for me to write. I think sometimes I put my mind too closely into that of my characters, because as I was imagining several parts of this chapter from the reader's perspective, I found myself tearing up. Hopefully that emotion comes across in the work and makes it better.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 On AO3

I've also decided that I'm going to try my best to fit every chapter to a Starset song because the whole Series is based off the title of one (Last to Fall). I'm enjoying the challenge of finding one that suits each theme/ story! They're not all going to be perfectly aligned, but I'll try my best. This one is Starset - Dark on Me I especially like the line - 'But I found in you what was lost in me.. In a world so cold and empty.' Thanks to @zaldritzosrose for headers and I actually made all the gifs myself again! Tags: @coffeebooksrain18, @lexi-anastasia-astra-luna, @meggletoomanyfandoms, @theanbitchless (If you wanna be removed or added from/to the taglist, just let me know)

You hear the horns sound and watch from the balustrade as the procession makes its way through the city up towards the Red Keep. The soldiers return from battle victorious, carting the head of Meleys upon a wagon, but you haven’t seen Sunfyre return yet and nobody will tell you what has become of the king. You’ve heard his mother, Queen Dowager Alicent, mention Aegon in hushed whispers with some council members, but she has not deemed you worthy to share whatever information she has.

Even with the king’s decree elevating your status to that of princess, none will tell you what has happened. You must assume the worst. As the caravan draws closer to the castle, you can see another cart led by two horses. It carries what appears to be a casket covered by many blankets and your heart sinks at the thought of your most dire fears come true.

He cannot be dead. No, no. You won’t accept it.

You rush down to the courtyard, to await the arrival of your king, praying to any gods that might listen that he is still alive. A large contingent of the Kingsguard greet you outside and you feel even more strongly now that your assumption must be true. That Aegon is indeed in that wooden tomb, very likely deceased, but your heart still holds out hope that you’re wrong. The massive gates open to the inner wall of the keep and you watch with despair as the wagon is pulled forward.

As the wooden cart stops, your eyes dart to and fro as men step up to bear the casket forth. You catch the gaze of one of the white cloaks standing near you, and plead with him for answers. “Is he dead?” you whisper, desperate to know the fate of the man who had asked you to be his.

He offers a knowing expression of remorse, but nothing more. You are forced to follow behind as six men carry the king inside, be he dead or alive. You can’t help but wonder where everyone is. Where is his mother? His brother? Where is the small council? Is nobody here to witness the return of the king? You can’t help but to cry quietly as you follow the men of the City Watch and Kingsguard combined with your hung head low.

They carry the massive wooden crate all through the castle, heading upstairs until they enter Maegor’s Holdfast. You pass by Queen Helaena who is standing outside of her chambers, observing the procession with curiosity. You can’t help but wonder if they had kept the truth from her as well. When your eyes lock onto each others, her features twist with curiosity at the sight of your tears, but there is no malice present.

Helaena has never been rude or cruel to you, despite her knowledge of your role in Aegon’s life. She almost seemed grateful that you were able to offer him the companionship that she could not. The queen did not follow further, opting to stay back, likely having a sense that even more tragedy was on the horizon. You didn’t blame her for that, but it didn’t change that you must know. You had to see with your own eyes what had become of your love, Aegon.

As the doors to the king’s chambers opened, your gaze fell upon Alicent standing to the side by the windows. Of course she had known, but chose to leave you in the dark, suffering alone with your doubts and fears. When she saw you, she averted her eyes for a moment, her facade of calm cracking slightly before she steeled herself and offered you a nod. You returned the gesture with a trembling lower lip stepping aside to watch what came next.

They removed the lid of the casket and a whimper escaped your lips as one soldier took Aegon’s sword, Blackfyre, from within and placed it to the side with reverence. The soldiers cleared the room as men dressed in black heaved a dark canvas bag from within the wooden coffer. The sight of this actually made you fall to your knees with grief, finally seeing proof that Aegon was not of this world anymore.

A lamenting wail throbbed through your chest as they placed Aegon’s body on the bed. Your hand clutched the footboard as you fell down on one knee, barely keeping yourself upright. Alicent came to stand beside you, and you barely noticed the presence of the maesters entering through your sobbing.

“Is he alive?” the Queen Dowager asked with a mixture of shock and trepidation. The words stopped your weeping instantly as you pulled yourself up and leaned over the bedframe.

“His Grace, remains with us, for the moment,” Grand Maester Orwyle answered somberly.

You let out whining gasp that makes you sound like a pathetic animal, but you can’t help it. “He was alive? And you carted him through the streets as though he were a corpse!?” You cannot help but cry out as you stare accusingly at Alicent, appalled by the treatment he’d received.

“I didn’t have much say in it,” the Queen Dowager replies looking bewildered as the sight before her seemed to sink in. “They told me.. They thought it would be best that nobody saw the injuries he sustained.”

You stop your outrage, realizing that she likely didn’t know the extent of the damage either. Still, you wish she would have confided in you what little she had known so that you might have better prepared for this.

Orwyle takes an instrument from his medical kit and begins to remove pieces of Aegon’s armor. The more you look, the more you begin to understand what has happened to him. The entire left side of his body, from his head all the way down to his leg, has been scorched by dragonflame. His arm appears to have been dealt the brunt of the damage, where the Valyrian steel has melted into his limb, leaving it a gored tangle of flesh and metal.

A cry threatens to escape your lips once more, but you stifle it. There will be time for sobbing later, but for now you wish to keep yourself preoccupied. “I wish to help,” you say desperately, but everyone is so busy at work that nobody even responds. “Please,” you ask again, your brows furrowed with anguish. “I need to help.”

Alicent offers a glance at one of the maesters assisting Orwyle and from there, a chain reaction of assent occurs, until finally a young man tugs your arm and pulls you to the side.

“You can aid me in making the poultices,” he says softly. You cannot possibly express how grateful you are for the opportunity to stay busy, while attempting to save your king. You offer the Queen Dowager an appreciative look from across the room and return to learning how to prepare the treatment for Aegon.

It is likely a good thing that you are not watching as they remove the king’s armor, for you can hear his ragged breaths and the gasp that startles from Alicent’s mouth in response to it.

“Is my son going to die?” she asks sounding petrified. You do not wish to hear it, but you can’t tune it out either.

“I’m afraid I cannot say,” Orwyle responds quietly, turning his head to regard the Queen Dowager for a moment. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, Your Grace, these next hours are most critical.”

“Of course,” Alicent replies, taking a step back so that she’s no longer interfering with the healers work.

The young maester in training hands you a plate filled with individual leaves of steamed cabbage and notions for you to take it to the bed. “Take these,” he says quietly as a mouse. You don’t hesitate to obey, not wanting to hinder Aegon’s chances for survival.

You hold the tray out, leaning over Aegon’s bed, to an aged maester with a gray beard dressed all in dingy whites. He begins to take one piece at a time, placing the wraps at the bottom of Aegon’s broken leg and working his way up. Your hands shake slightly, but you do your best to stall your trembling so that you might be of use. Stealing a glance down the length of the bed, you see Orwyle sponging charred bits away from Aegon’s once pristine face.

Your heart aches, but you push it deep down. There will be time to grieve later if he dies, but you refuse to give into despair again before that actually happens.

“Someone will have to rule in his stead,” the cold and familiar voice cuts through your thoughts.

You turn to your right and see Aemond standing there, dead center at the foot of Aegon’s bed. He had always seemed dangerous to you, but has never looked this unhinged before. You can’t help but wonder what might have happened at the battle of Rook’s Rest to change his demeanor so drastically. The way he looks at Aegon, it reminds you of a cat playing with a mouse, holding it by the tail and swatting at it.

You can’t help but wonder how he stands there without an ounce of concern for his brother. As your discomfort grows, you decide that you will have to keep an eye on the prince from now on. You swear solemnly to yourself, glaring at Aemond while you do so, that you will keep watch on the king as though your life depended on it. Just in case.

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It has been a couple of days now and while Aegon has not yet woken, he has not yet passed into the arms of the Stranger either. He’s been cleaned up considerably, and his wounds all tended to. The only remnants of the horror you witnessed when he first arrived in the Red Keep being the charcoal still tinting his cheek and of course all of the burns that lace his left side. His broken leg is propped up to keep the blood from swelling, but otherwise Aegon looks peaceful in his slumber, despite the audible struggle he has breathing. You lay next to Aegon on the bed, unwilling to leave his side for any reason lest he might wake alone without a caring face to welcome him back. Nestled carefully against the side of him that is not horribly burnt, it almost feels comforting to feel his chest rise and fall beside you with a fire crackling in the hearth.

At first, you worried that Aegon might pass at any given moment, but once he was out of imminent danger, it became a waiting game. Inevitably boredom overcame you as the king continued to sleep. You took to cleaning to pass the time. First, washing and scrubbing every nook and cranny of the floor in his chambers despite the objection of everyone that came across your endeavoring to stay sane. You then moved onto dusting and cleaning out the tapestries. It was one of the few times you’d left the king’s chambers since he returned, but you wanted to take everything outside to be aired out, lest there be a dust storm within.

A soft sigh pulls you from your memories and your eyes open to see Alicent sitting at the side of Aegon’s bed. Her hand is clinging to his as she leans slightly onto the bed. You can tell from her expression that this whole situation has been very taxing on her. Within such a short span of time, she’s almost lost her eldest son and king, and been passed over for the regency of the realms in his absence for Aemond. Given the predatory way the new Prince Regent had been staring at Aegon days prior, this is a decision you wholeheartedly disagree with.

As much as you hate to admit it, you’ve grown to appreciate Alicent’s company. At first she seemed annoyed by your presence, but you can only assume that in seeing your dedication to her son, she’s softened towards you. She’s even shared several kind words with you, which felt incredibly awkward, especially when she began referring to you as ‘The Princess,’ a title you are still not accustomed to hearing anyone speak, let alone her.

The Queen Dowager had never acknowledged the decree previously, but then none of the acceptance really matters without Aegon here to share it with. He’d talked of marrying you upon his return and now you wondered if that would ever happen. Your fingers caress softly along his arm, a motion that has become almost involuntarily by now as you huddle to him, hoping that your touch will bring him back.

Alicent stands suddenly, her eyes bleary as she places a hand on her son’s good cheek. She almost looks afraid to get too close, as though admitting the depth of her care for him might somehow make it hurt more to lose him. She nods a soft ‘good night’ to you and goes to leave the room. You watch for a moment as the maester opens the door for her in anticipation, and rest your head back down on the pillow.

And that’s when you hear it, so quiet and coarse that you might have missed it if you had not been right beside him. “Mummy,” he whispers without opening his eyes.

You dart up from the bed with haste, looking at him incredulously, as though he had just risen from the dead. “Queen Dowager!” you cry out, not wishing to disturb him, but needing to get her attention. “Maesters! He spoke!” You realize you are laughing with relief as you call out to the them, brushing the backs of your knuckles upon Aegon’s cheek gently as you coo to him. “She is coming, my love.”

As Alicent rushes back to her son’s bedside, you both share a look of hopeful promise. “What did he say?” she asks, her eyes searching over Aegon as though he might move, and than glancing back to you.

“He said ‘Mummy,’” you answer with a smile, happy to see the look of touched gratitude that appears on her face.

“Oh my sweet son…” she trails off, seemingly unable to put words to how she is feeling. She stands beside him, reaching out with a little more confidence this time. “Mummy’s here,” she offers quietly as the two maesters on duty gather behind her.

Aegon lets out a gravelly sound, his breath hitching as he fights for consciousness.

“We’ll let Grand Maester Orwyle know of this development,” one of the men in white offers. “But if he is soon to be speaking with us, it is good news indeed.”

The Queen Dowager is in high spirits when she is finally ready to leave for the night, so exhausted she can barely keep her eyes open. “Thank you,” she says, looking you in the eyes as she rises from her chair. “You didn’t have to call me back, but I’m glad that you did.”

“Who am I to deny him his mother if that’s who he’s ask for?” you say as though there was no other possible outcome in your mind.

She smiles at you with a warmth she’s never shown you before, nodding slightly. “Will you have them fetch me if he wakes again?” she asks with fondness in her voice.

“Of course,” you reply, settling back into the bed beside Aegon. You are surprised when she walks around to your side of the bed, and proceeds to mother you under the covers.

“If you’re going to spend your nights in here, than the least you can do is keep comfortable,” Alicent says with a hint of jest in her tone.

It is definitely a touch strange as she pulls the blanket up and around you, tucking it underneath you slightly. It’s almost suffocating, but in a nice way. “Good night,” you say, turning on your side towards Aegon. You’ve practically made a nook at his side from the amount of time you’ve spent there by now.

“Sleep well,” Alicent calls as she extinguishes the candles, leaving nothing but the hearth to light the immediate vicinity. She ushers the maesters out of the room, with an authoritative pitch. “Get some rest for the night, my son is in good hands as you can plainly see.”

As the doors close and you’re left in silence, you can’t help but consider how sometimes the worst things in life can really help to bring people together. You’ve also seen tragedy tear relationships apart, but when something beautiful can blossom from the ashes of destruction, it almost feels like everything is going to be alright again. Like Aegon is going to wake up and get out of his bed and move on with his life. And when he does, he’ll find himself rousing to a world in which his mother might feel a little more comfortable showing her thanks for his company.

You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply of his scent. Despite all of the medicinal herbs and the lingering remnants of carbon, you can still smell him. You press a tender kiss on his neck, right below his ear, humming softly as you taste him on your lips.

Whispering softly, you beseech him with kindness, “I love you, Aegon.” You run the tip of your nose against his jawline, savoring the feel of him. “I’ll wait for you… As long as it takes. Just come back to me.”

[irisintheafterglow]

You Are In Love (Gojo Satoru x You)

summary: you can't stop dreaming about him, and your friends start to notice a change in your behavior. (2.4k words)

cw/tags: mild angst to comfort, friends to lovers, pining, idiots in love, profanity, elder sorcerers being assholes, pet names (doll, gorgeous, etc), uhh gojo loses his cool and blows up a building lol, kissing, one instance of foreshadowing manga spoilers but only if you squint

note: HELLOO GOJO NATION. ok so i'll be so honest with you, this stupid man was my #1 for so long and i think those feelings resurfaced so i got a little carried away with writing this (it's my longest fic so far, my bad). but yk something about gojo, hawks, and kuroo all being played by the voice actor just gets me. the prompt for this is from the AMAZING @creativepromptsforwriting and was supposed to be a drabble but turned into a full fic. anyways, hope you enjoy it!!

likes/reblogs/feedback are always appreciated!

“It’s too quiet. Can I tell you guys a joke I heard on TV?”

“Mmm, please don’t.”

“But it’s funny!”

“Satoru.”

“Ooh, using my first name. Something’s up with you.”

“Something is not up with me, weirdo.” 

“No, something is definitely off with you today.” You thought Suguru and Shoko had stopped listening, but they chimed in with evidence of your odd behavior.

“You said good morning differently,” Shoko added, casually taking a sip of her soda and peering at you over the rim. Her hair sways gently in the breeze outside of the convenience store you four had stopped at before heading back to Jujutsu Tech. You glare at her and open your mouth to defend yourself when Suguru adds his two cents. 

“You tripped up during that last mission that should have been a cakewalk,” which was true, but you thought your mistake had gone unnoticed. The truth was, the spirit had caught you off guard with a simple teleport trick. It warped behind you and unlatched its grotesque jaws to end your life faster than you could blink. You should have been able to predict the movement with your eyes closed, but you’d been too focused on making sure a certain white-haired sorcerer was alive after your group had been ambushed several hundred feet underground. Suguru had given you a curious look after one of his demons saved your ass, and you’d flipped him off hoping that would be the end of it. “And you also flipped me the bird instead of saying thank you,” he shrugged.

“You also finish your food the fastest out of all of us, and today you haven’t even taken three bites,” Shoko says, finishing her drink and standing to toss it in the trash bin. “Something’s going on with you, and I, for one, am incredibly curious as to why.” Satoru watches you with a smug glint in his eye, and it takes all your willpower not to strangle him. 

“As glad as I am to know that you all pay such great attention to my habits, I promise there’s nothing wrong.” The three of them stare at you skeptically but thankfully decided to drop the subject, instead pivoting to who’s most likely to go to jail first (it’s Gojo). 

After the late lunch, you begin the walk back to Jujutsu Tech as the sky transforms into faded shades of orange and pink. The vanishing sun casts shining reflections on the surrounding skyscrapers, bouncing off the windows of speeding cars and zooming trains. Satoru and Suguru walk ahead, playfully shoving each other and almost falling over doing so. 

“Alright, are you gonna tell me what’s going on now that Dumb and Dumber aren’t here?” Shoko asks as she falls into step with you. The sides of your mouth turn down, realizing that she didn’t forget about your conversation at lunch. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to tell your closest friends what was going on; you just didn’t know how to explain what you had dreamed about the previous night and the night before that, and all the nights the past two weeks. 

It began with a look he had given you after a meeting with some higher-ups in the sorcerer world. They had visited Jujutsu Tech unexpectedly, stating that they would be evaluating the skill levels of random students. Out of your group of friends, only you and Satoru had been pulled to be tested. Principal Yaga had instructed both of you before entering the room to give the evaluation your best effort and to not become indignant if they judged you poorly. 

The brass declared your evaluation to be first, and you poured all of your energy into showcasing the power of your Cursed Technique. You even managed to pull off a few strikes of extension techniques that you’d been perfecting for months. Though the entire performance lasted less than ten minutes, you were breathless and light-headed when the panel told you to stop. After bowing deeply, you moved to exit the room, desperate for fresh air, but they stopped you and began listing every single reason why your demonstration was unsatisfactory. Besides “inefficient technique, predictable attacks, weak offense, insufficient defense,” and a general lack of power compared to that of other sorcerers at your level, they informed you that your Cursed Technique was obsolete and would eventually render you useless as more innately talented sorcerers take your place. You were speechless at their blunt criticism of your effort, on the verge of breaking down, but you managed to nod in acknowledgment as you stepped out of the room.

But then you saw him sitting there, waiting on his phone and looking up at you with a bright smile as he stood to greet you. A confusing blend of disappointment, anger, sadness, and loneliness panged in your heart and spread to the rest of your body, and you rapidly tried to blink away the moisture welling up in your eyes while Satoru approached. He was halfway through a snarky remark about you blowing away their expectations when his smile dropped and his eyebrows furrowed with concern. Shit, he’d noticed you crying. 

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me. What the fuck did they do to you?” Dashing blue eyes found yours through the clouds in your vision, and his thumbs gently brushed away stray tears that escaped down your cheeks. 

“Do you think I’m weak, Satoru?” Your voice cracks when the words finally spill out, swallowing hard to push down the sobs threatening to break loose from your constricted lungs. Satoru freezes, eyes searching yours. He doesn’t answer your question immediately, but instead asks again. 

“Doll, what the fuck did they do.” You can’t get a reply out in time before his focus snaps up to behind you, and a second later you hear the door roll open, one of the officials commanding Satoru to enter for his evaluation. His large hands hold your face and turn you to look up at him, and you move unconsciously to cover his hands with yours. “Stay here for me, okay?” He glanced at the official waiting in the doorway, blue eyes dark with suppressed rage. “This won’t take long.”

His evaluation lasts two minutes and four seconds. At first, the room was silent and you couldn’t hear any demonstration of Satoru’s technique, almost as if the panel was having a conversation with him before they began. Then, at two minutes on the dot, the room was blown to splinters. The door, the ceiling, the porch, and all of the furniture inside were violently thrown outward in an explosion that made the ground beneath your feet tremble. Curiously, none of the debris had hit you, but you coughed through the dust and saw that the panel hadn’t been so lucky, all of them buried under shredded beams of wood and canvas. And, standing at the center of the room’s remains with a satisfied grin plastered on his beautiful face, was Satoru. He found his way over to where you stood in disbelief and took your hand in his, interweaving your fingers and guiding you away from the ruined building. 

You two walked hand-in-hand in silence back to your dorm, where he seemed reluctant to let go of your hand. Before he walked away, he finally answered your question from earlier. 

“I tell you this not just as your friend, but as another sorcerer. You are not weak. Your technique is special and something that those shithead elders haven’t seen in decades, and they don’t like what they don’t understand. I know the thought of leaving Jujutsu Tech crossed your pretty little mind, but you shouldn’t. People need you here, Shoko, Suguru, Mei Mei...” He hesitated, taking a shallow breath and reaching back for your hand. 

“Me,” he said, his voice low, and his voice got even softer until it was almost a breath. “I need you here.” As quickly as the fondness in his voice appeared, it disappeared. “And, plus, you definitely can’t leave us here with ol’ Yaga. What the hell am I gonna do if I can’t hide in your room while he’s trying to beat my ass?” 

You laugh, and the feeling makes you feel better. He makes you feel better. You smile back at him and finally bid him farewell, and he raises your hand to his lips as he says goodbye. 

After that, he’d appeared in your dreams for two weeks straight. The dreams started as a continuation of what would have happened if you didn’t just say goodbye to him, if you’d invited him into your dorm, or if you’d let him pull you into his. They transformed after the fourth day into what it would be like to love him and receive his love in return: stolen kisses, flirty whispers, and movie dates to name a few. All these dreams added up to the previous night’s nightmare, where a mission had gone bad and he’d been imprisoned with no hope of breaking him free. You’d startled awake covered in sweat, and barely fell back asleep before your alarm forced you to start the day. 

“It’s… hard to explain,” you reply apologetically, and Shoko looks at you with so much skepticism written on her face that you have to turn away and look in the other direction. 

“So something is bothering you.” 

“Yeah, there is. I’m sorry; it’s just really, really hard to verbalize.”

“Can I take a stab at what’s bothering you?”

“If you could actually stab it that’d be great, but sure. Knock yourself out.”

“It’s Satoru, isn’t it?” You stop mid-stride and her face lights up with amusement. “Holy shit, it’s Satoru. You like Gojo Satoru.”

“Jeez, Shoko, go ahead and say his name four hundred million times, why don’t you? But really, what tipped you off?”

“Ten seconds ago when you asked me to stab your problem, I figured it out,” she chuckles, bumping her shoulder against yours playfully. “If it’s any consolation, I’m 99% sure he’s felt that way about you for a while.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

“How do you know?”

“Would you let me off the hook if I said it was hard to explain?”

“Har, har, very funny. Could you at least try?” 

“Mmm, I think it’s better if he explains it himself.” 

“You’re no help, Shoko.”

“Yes, and you love me anyway. But not as much as you love Sa–” You groan, covering your burning face in both hands and increasing the speed of your steps to escape your friend’s teasing chuckles. 

When you finally arrive at school, the stars have started rising and the moon hangs in the sky. You walk in the direction of the dorms when Shoko suddenly unlinks her elbow from yours, winking at you over your shoulder. 

“Suguru, can you help me move something from the gym real quick? I forgot a few things over there.” 

“Sure, but why do you need my help?” Shoko gives him a pointed look and realization quickly washes over his features. “Oh, OH. Okay, of course, sure.” Suguru turns on his heel awkwardly, briskly walking in the direction of the gym.

“Satoru, walk them back to their dorm. Don’t want anything happening to them after their little slip today,” she adds before heading in the other direction with Suguru, who tries and fails to communicate something to Satoru with a nod of his head. 

“Alright, pretty girl, you heard Shoko. C’mere and let me walk you home before she beats my ass.”

“I think you have too many people on this planet that want to beat your ass. And, for the record, I’m one of them.”

“It’s the price of being this gorgeous, gorgeous.” A soft laugh escapes your mouth, and you swear Satoru’s smile gets a little wider. The rest of the short walk to your dorm is just as easy and comfortable, Satoru making stupid comments and you replying with a quick remark over and over until you’re back in the same situation you’d been in two weeks ago. But, this time, you realized that Satoru was a lot closer to you, leaning back against your door with your hand touching the handle but not opening it. You both spend a few moments there, just looking at each other, and his mesmerizing eyes flicker to your mouth when you unconsciously lick your lips. He opens his mouth to say something smart, but you beat him to it. 

“If you’re gonna look down at my lips and say something stupid about it, you might as well do what I’ve been wanting you to do for ages.” 

“Oh? And what’s that, pretty girl?”

You sigh in mock disappointment and look up at him through your eyelashes. “If you don’t know what it is by now, then I guess… you don’t deserve to do it.” His pupils are blown wide with desire, and you resist the impulse to laugh. 

“God, you’re intoxicating,” he says, before pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes flutter shut and you melt into him, arms snaking around his neck while his hands find your waist and hold you up from your knees that have turned to jelly. The first kiss is gentle and experimental, but having the flirtiest asshole in the country chasing your lips as you briefly pull away gives you a newfound wave of confidence, pulling him closer and closer until his body is flush against yours. When you finally pull away from each other and catch your breath, he doesn’t go very far, resting his forehead against yours. 

“You know, I wanted to kill them. Those wrinkly assholes two weeks ago that had the gall to call you weak. And I would have, you know I would have, but you were outside… and you were crying… I just didn’t know what to do. I saw red, and, uh, then the building exploded.” You chuckle at his confession and he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, rubbing his nose against yours. 

“I had a dream about you. Well, a lot of dreams.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“Really?”

“Mhmm. Got a little nervous today when I heard you talk with Shoko about liking a boy, but it helps knowing now that the boy is me. And, hopefully, it will only ever be me.”

“You pretentious asshole.”

“You know it.”

“You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, but I’m your dork.” 

“I know you are.”

“And I’m never going anywhere.” He kisses your forehead sweetly, and it’s just like the dreams that had plagued you for weeks before. “Ever.”

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[limes-sagau]

Starting My Sagau Writing Journey

Ok Im wanting to dip my toes into the Sagau writing scene and I wanted to put out about 3 ideas I have and plan on writing. Each idea will be outlined below and people are welcome to take inspiration off of them just make sure to tag me in the writing. There will also be a poll at the end where you can vote for which one you want to see first. When I finish writing each chapter they will be put up on AO3. 

Shimeji AU: 

For those who don't know, Shimeji is a browser extension that spawns a chibi version of a character onto your browser. This character can then move around and climb on the borders of your web page and just be a cute little distraction (I know this might sound like malware but its not I've had a Venti and a Lumine Shimegi for a while now and haven't experienced anything that can imply they are malware) 

This would be more of a drabble and less of a full fic. 

Basically the characters in genshin become aware through their Shimeji and then begin acting up in your browser when you're out of the game (when you're in game you're fine).

If you leave your web browser opened when you leave your computer you will come back to it being on a weird page 

Like Venti looking at a wine website 

Diluc somehow ending up on a streaming service watching Batman 

Yae Miko finding your writing 

I'll likely start off with characters from Mondstadt and go down the list for each region.

Kidnapped by the Harbingers (not the final title): 

Exactly as it sounds, in the middle of the night you are taken from your college dorm (or room I likely won't specify) to Teyvat after the harbingers find a way into our world. 

Haven't decided which harbinger will be sent (leaning towards Childe because I feel like it would fit best and he'd be down for that type of experiment). 

Most of it will take place in a separate castle from Zapolyarny Palace. 

If you want to know my specific location I have in mind their is a visual novel called Dottore And The Spy where you become Dottores apprentice (highly suggest this visual novel) but its main story takes place in a castle in the middle of a frozen wasteland away from civilization where both Pantalon and Dottore live. This will be the main location for the story. 

I'll also be adding in Capitano as another permanent resident of this castle because I want to write about a big strong man who is the emotional intelligence of the three main harbingers present. 

The other harbingers and the Tsaritsa will appear but they will be much more understated in their role.

I want this fanfic to go into the mental load that being locked away from the world has on a person's psyche.

Readers' powers will slowly awaken, making it harder for the Harbingers to keep us a secret from Teyvat and specifically Celestia.

This won't be a full blown yandere fic with the harbingers, they will be slightly possessive but it is more about your safety since Celestia doesn't like you. 

Celestia will be the ultimate enemy over all but the story will not be focused on shooting down Celestia from the sky as readers powers will not ever reach the strength needed to face Celestia alone. 

Harbingers plan will not have changed; they are still working to take down Celestia.   

This will be taking place after Sumeru (so no Scara or La Signora and their will be less clones)

The story will also include 

Getting to know and bond with your castle staff like maids or ladies in waiting (I know these are typically only given to female presenting reader but I want to write about gossip and forming friendships so this is what I'm going with) 

Quality time with each harbinger

Impressing Dottore with your basic levels of knowledge on Astronomy (since Teyvats sky is fake)

Eventually a runaway arch

Lots of tears and mental breakdowns, but don’t worry there will be comfort as well

Shenanigans 

Possibly NSFW after reader finally convinces everyone to stop calling them “your grace”

To Make a Haven (Title might change):

Imposter (but reader is the real deal) AU

Reader gets killed once by a mob of NPCs 

I want it specifically to be NPCs so the reader still has emotional attachment to the playable characters

Reader seeks out a safe and secluded place  

Teyvat awakens to readers distress and opens up a hidden area of the map to the reader that can only be accessed through very specific means. 

Reader eventually starts bringing in Hilichurls to what for now im going to be calling “the Grove” 

Reader will begin messing around and experimenting with her powers and finds a way to somewhat heal the hilichurls 

This isn't a full fix it will be like layering a curse on top of a curse in order to negate some of the effects of the original curse

The hilicurls will not return to being human they will become something else (human like but not human) 

This fic will contain way more original characters 

Reader will be more spiteful in this fic but less in like a “make everyone suffer” way and more like “lets shake up the system and make everything more challenging for people because they tried to kill me” 

This fic will span over a larger span of time in world with the reader building a full city in the hidden area Teyvat made for them.

Well those are my three ideas! after this poll is done I'm hoping to get the first chapter out with that week, but I'm a college student and it been a while since I have written fanfiction so i make no promises.

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Ch. 16 - Serendipity

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Druitt POV

*2 weeks til Royal Rumble*

"Then girl he picked me up and bent me over the couch and started hitting it from the back, girl I almost passed out" Bianca said dramatically as me, her and Jade were talking.

"Oooh y'all are nasty" I teased as I laughed.

"Oh girl please, like we didn't hear you and Jey last week in your dressing room" Jade sat back and looked at me as I let out a gasp. Bianca bent over with laughter.

"Y'all heard us?!"

"Girl the whole roster could've heard y'all if they walked by" I placed my head in my hands in shame.

Bianca shook her head "oh don't hide now, it's no shame, Me and Tez may have got caught a time or two"

I shook my head as I got up to get ready. "I am going to get him, I told him it was a bad idea"

"These men be real tempting"

I nodded agreeing. I grabbed my gear and started putting it on.

Since I had my match with Liv later as the Main Event, I didn't have any segments until my match.

After I got ready I went to hair and makeup as they straighten my hair and did a natural glam on me. After I was done, I went back to my dressing room and decided to call Jey, since he wasn't here tonight.

Once the FaceTime connected I seen he was chillin' in his game room, as he had his headphones on, with one of them off his ear.

"What's up Main Event?"

"What's up with you beautiful? You good?"

"Yeah I'm good, just missing you though" I pretended to pout, poking my bottom lip out a little.

"I miss you too baby, it's only one week"

"I know, oh remind me that the next time we see each other we need to fight"

Jey looked at me with confusion "Bi and Jade heard us last week"

He busted out laughing "hey that's not my fault, I told you to be quiet"

"Now how the hell you expect me to be quiet" he smirked a little at me "stop it"

"It's ok ma, they know how we get down" I shook my head.

We continued talking for a couple more hours til it was time for me to get ready to do a last minute quick segment before my match.

"I got to go Main Event, you watching?"

"Of course, I am about to turn to it right now and watch with Jeyce"

"Ok, tell him I said hey" I heard a loud hey in the back as I let out a small laugh "I'll call you later"

"Alright, go get that dub YEET!" and we both hung up.

I made my way to the interview area where I met Kayla.

"Good evening, at this time please welcome the women's world champion Rhyan Simone" the crowd cheered as I walked into frame.

"Rhyan, in just a few short minutes you are about to defend your title in a last woman standing match against Liv Morgan, how confident are you going into this match?"

I scoffed at her question "Kayla that has to be the most insulting question you've every asked me, I am so confident that I am putting my title on the line. Liv is going to find out the hard way just what every girl in this division already knows, I am the most dominant woman here" With that I had walked away as the camera followed me through gorilla and my music hit.

I walked out to a mix of boos and cheers as I looked around. I continued walking to the ring with the title around my waist. I entered the ring, unbuckling the title holding it up as I was on the top rope. Once I made my way around the ring, Liv was making her entrance.

Samantha made a quick announcement about the match as Liv and I stared each other down. I gave my title to the ref and stretched in the corner.

Liv and I circled around each other and when the bell rang we immediately locked up.

*15 minutes later*

Liv and I laid out on the ground outside the ring after I performed a top rope DDT onto the ground.

I was breathing heavily as I raised up, my breath hitching as I grabbed my back which was in minor pain.

As I got up, Liv got up as well. We both tried to make it back in the ring but the ref made his count, resulting in a double count out and I retained my title. We both made eye contact as we both just started trading blows.

We continued fighting outside of the ring, with me getting the upper hand and landing a punch to her face with her staggering a bit. I laid her across the steel steps and made my way up to the top rope.

That was until it seem like all security came out and separated us, as we both tried to fight to get to one another. Then finally Pearce came out with a mic.

"You ladies want to keep fighting and not listening, then you'll have the chance to..." he took a pause before raising the mic again "in a no DQ match at ROYAL RUMBLE!"

The crowd erupted in cheers as I sent a sinister smile to Liv. With that, the show went off air and I was back in my dressing room getting ready.

After changing, Jade and I rode back to the hotel and I immediately went to my room, took a shower, and got in bed.

Jey called me as soon as I hit the bed and I answered, seeing he was in bed as well.

"Ahh, there go Ms. Main Event right there! That was a fire match baby" I smiled as I got more comfortable in bed.

"Thank you babe"

"No problem, my baby look tired, you want me to call you tomorrow?"

"No, I want to talk to you"

We talked for the rest of the night, both of us falling asleep together on the phone.

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Migaku Review

I just finished my 10-day free trial of the language study tool Migaku, and I wanted to put my thoughts together into a review! If you have any specific questions, feel free to ask in the notes or send me a message.

I had seen so many ads for it on YouTube that I was on the verge of blacklisting it in my brain. Something about the messaging felt kind of gimmicky for some reason. Like "hey! stop using your stupid free apps and start paying for our super special AI app that works like magic!!" kind of vibes. Please.

That said, I saw one of Dogen's videos about it and I was like...ok fine. I'll try the free trial. They don't even make you register a credit card for the free trial, which was comforting. If you're interested in my thoughts, please continue below the cut.

(FYI: migaku can be used for I think 10 different languages, but I'm focusing on Japanese in my review because that's what I study)

I will start by saying I liked it, and this review is going to be generally positive, despite my initial misgivings. That being said, I want to get the negatives out of the way first.

Weak Points - The price tag was kind of a shock for me when I saw that the lowest tier was $120. After doing the math, it comes out to $10 a month, which is less than I pay for Spotify and Netflix respectively, so not bad. It's just...not free. So when you're used to studying with hand-me-down textbooks and the Anki desktop app which ARE free, it feels like a big investment.

- The subtitles and furigana are not perfect. I mostly use it with Netflix, where the subtitles have been like 98% accurate, but when I used it with YouTube where native Japanese speakers were using slang and speaking quickly in incomplete sentences as often happens in natural speech, Migaku had some trouble keeping up.

As a somewhat advanced speaker, I've been able to catch the mistakes with furigana just based on feeling ("I don't know that word, but it FEELS like that's wrong because those radicals..."), but I would worry a little bit about it for new learners. Although I guess beginners wouldn't be trying to watch the kind of content where Migaku struggles...but it's worth mentioning.

- It only runs on Chrome.

- It uses AI. I personally feel like this is one of the best uses of AI, as it's not trying to be creative or accidentally giving us dangerous information. But if you're avoiding AI on principle, then it'll have to be a pass.

Good Points - It runs really smoothly. I have the browser extension and the phone app. So far, if I add new flashcards via the browser window, they show up almost instantaneously in the app, ready to be studied. If I mark a word as "known" via Netflix subtitles (more on this later), my vocabulary word count reflects this immediately.

- It does flashcards well. I've always been interested in sentence mining, but it's been too much of a pain for me to do it properly. I remember trying to mine sentences and even just vocabulary from the first episode of Dandadan, and it took me like 3 hours to get through a single 22-minute episode. It was really annoying to stop and guess the reading so I could type it into jisho that was open in another tab or, oh god, try to DRAW the kanji into my google translate app.

If you're like "ok well that's very dramatic, you can just use Yomitan, and also you shouldn't be mining EVERY word/sentence you don't know" then you are correct! And Migaku might not be necessary for you. But it was a game-changer for me.

Another massive benefit is the automatic flashcard maker. It pulls the sentence audio and a screenshot from the from drama/movie/etc that you're watching. This is great for building connections that can help the words stick in your memory. I pulled a few sentences from the anime Nana, and the background music got pulled in with them, and now I get a little emotional whenever I do my reviews lol.

Also -- I wouldn't do this because I hate spoilers, but my friend brought this up -- you can open up the full subtitles for an episode and have Migaku make flashcards of the words you don't know so that you can study them before watching.

- It's not JUST flashcards. It keeps tracks of words you know. You *do* have to manually enter them, either by copy and pasting (maybe a JLPT N5 word list or an old Anki deck?) or by marking them individually as you go through texts or movie/drama/anime subtitles. I know this might sound overwhelming, especially if you're more advanced had have a large vocabulary...but I've found it to be SO much fun lol. Seeing my "known word" count increase has been intensely motivating, and as a bit of a gamer, I really like the idea that I can "100%" an episode of my favorite anime. It's only been a few days, so I don't know how long this will last, but my time spent immersing in native materials was up by like 10 hours last week. It uses the words you know to give you a comprehension rating when you open a webpage, like a NHK News or a Wikipedia article. I get discouraged easily when I read or watch something that I can't comprehend, so it's extremely helpful to see "you know 80% of these words" or "oof you only know 22% of these words" BEFORE I get started.

It also includes pitch accent lessons. I'm not personally invested in that at all, but, ya know, it doesn't hurt.

One more feature that I personally don't use but others might find interesting: there's a "skip" mode, where the app will fast-forward through (or completely skip) sections with no dialogue. I tried it once with something I was rewatching, but it was a bit glitchy.

Also, uh, I guess there's a Discord. If you're into that.

- You can import your Anki decks.

TL;DR - It's not free. - It only runs on Chrome. - Whether it's "worth it" depends on three things: Do you have money to throw at your hobbies? Do you have the time/drive/knowledge to set up / integrate existing free apps instead? Do you have the time/drive to actually use it frequently?

For me, it's "Not really, I could probably stick to Anki...but my birthday is next month." and "No, or I would have already" and "YES!" so I'm signing up for lifetime and looking forward to seeing how much it improves over the next couple of years.

[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

The Babysitter (13)

Let's Go Home

MILF Wanda Maximoff X Reader

Summary: In need of money and a way to escape the problems at home, you get a job babysitting two lovely boys named Billy and Tommy Maximoff. What happens when you start to feel things you shouldn't for their mother? Will it bloom into love or leave you heartbroken?

A/N- I would just like to say that there will be some sensitive issues in this story such as alcoholism, homophobia, anxiety as well as more mature content such as smut so, if you continue to read this, please consider this warning.

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Let's Go Home

Sleep was cruelly torn away from you at the sound of a phone alarm blaring, the incessant noise not abating with its ridiculously joyful tune. Who could be that happy this early in the morning?

You groaned, burying your face into the soft, pillow-like object in front you, desperate to ignore the chiming phone and let sleep take over once more. A chuckle was all that you received in response, the body in front of you shaking at your moody state before moving their arm to slide the alarm off, granting your wish of stopping it.

"Good morning, Detka," came the soft whisper from Wanda, breaking the silence that replaced the annoying alarm. A reluctant and displeased groan was all she got in return, a smile playing on her lips as she gathered you were clearly not a morning person.

Snaking your arms around her, you continue to snuggle into what you discovered was her chest, letting out a pleased sigh at the warmth and comfort you found there. A mutter of, "Good morning," was muffled against her shirt, her arms wrapping around your shoulders to try and keep you close while enjoying the moment a little more.

"Come on Detka, we have to get up," she murmured lovingly into your hair, pressing a faint kiss there in encouragement. Another begrudging groan left your lips, tightening your arms around her waist while the tangle of legs became more present as you slotted a leg between hers to keep her there.

"Five more minutes," hot breath tickled her neck as you tilted your head up, eyes still tightly shut due to her comforting embrace lulling you back to sleep.

"We just had five more minutes, sweetheart," she sighed out with a smile, unable to stop her heart melting at the small pout that formed on your face. "If you get up now, I'll give you an extra kiss before you go to college," eyes immediately fluttered open at her words, a drowsy smile tugging at the corner of your lips. "How does that sound, hm?" soft was the only way to describe her tone, her lips pressing a delicate kiss to your forehead, the warmth of her lips lingering.

"Make it an extra two," you mumble, an adorable giggle escaping her at your demand, your heart leaping in your chest as you wish to hear that noise again.

"Ok Detka, Ok," her lips press against your forehead once more before she starts to untangle herself from you, poking your sides to get you to move. "Come on or you'll get no kisses at all," you shoot her a pointed look, her daring you to try and challenge her. When she tilts her head at you, all disobedient thoughts fly out of your mind, immediately doing as she asks with a shy smile.

Around an hour later, you're both dressed and ready for the day, Wanda about to take the twins to school while you go to your dreaded college classes. You were to wait behind though, only until the twins were gone before you could leave as you both did not want them to know you stayed over last night.

"What time are your classes finished, Detka?" Wanda asks, checking she's gotten everything while you sit on the edge of her bed, messaging Natasha saying you'd be on your way to college soon.

"About 1:30?" your tone not too confident as you think off the top of your head, the older woman nodding before walking in between your legs, a charming, toothy grin on her face.

"Well, if you're free, you're welcome to come back here and keep me company," there's a playful and hopeful hint to her voice, her bottom lip trapped by her teeth as she awaits a response.

"Hmm, I'll have to think about it," you tease, both of you knowing that you planned to return here and help (distract) her while she works.

"Oh, do you?" biting your own lip to prevent the smile that wants to stretch across your face, you nod to her frivolous tone. "Would this help convince you?" her mouth lowers to yours, claiming your lips in such a soft and affectionate manner you can't comprehend the amount of care she's pouring into the kiss until it turns passionate. Hungrier.

Her hand cups your jaw, tongue swiping over your bottom lip before her teeth claim it, biting down gently and pulling it back, eventually releasing it so her lips can reclaim yours. She pulls back sooner than you would have wanted, your eyes that have gotten considerably darker, fluttering open to gaze into the pools of green that overflow with tenderness, flickering down to her smirk.

"Convinced?" she breathes out sultrily against your lips, the back of her fingers moving to brush over your cheeks as you're stuck in a daze, the last few seconds on repeat in your mind.

"Yeah," your voice barely above a whisper as you dumbfoundedly nod your head, offering a smile while her hands cradle your face.

"Oh, and feel free to sneak into my office," she adds, heat rushing to your cheeks at her suggestive tone.

Her lips peck yours once more, keeping her promise of two extra kisses, before she leaves the room, pausing at the door frame and waving you goodbye, calling for the boys to get in the car ready for school.

***

"And where were you last night?" is the first thing Natasha asks you, her eyebrow raising in her signature fashion as she leans against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest. A smug and teasing smirk is engraved onto her face, already knowing the answer but she wants you to tell her.

"Nowhere," feigning innocence in your voice, you simply mirror her raised eyebrow and move to stand next to her, bumping her shoulder. "Where were you last night?"

"In my bed," you don't miss the way she emphasises the fact it was her bed, smiling to yourself as you remember falling asleep with Wanda in her bed.

"Alone?" you ask in riposte, her staying suspiciously quiet making your jaw drop.

"Shut up," she grumbles playfully, pushing her body off the wall and starting to walk to her class, you on her tail with a shit eating grin plastered on your face, an array of teasing comments filtering through your mind.

The rest of the day passed by in a breeze, you and Natasha taking turns teasing one another. You almost spat out your water in the cafeteria when she asked if you called Wanda mommy too, the entire scenario causing the redhead to burst out laughing, almost cackling when she saw the blush on your face.

Before you knew it, you were back on the doorstep of the Maximoff residence, knocking on the door and waiting to be let in. The door quickly opened, Wanda on the phone while offering an apologetic smile, letting you in before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips and motioning she was going to go back to her office. You nod in understanding, moving through to the kitchen to find yourself a quick drink.

Whilst waiting for the kettle to boil, you noticed a few dishes left in the sink and quickly washed them, wanting to help Wanda out, even if it was only a small action, before grabbing your freshly made tea and backpack, climbing up the stairs to reach her office.

Knocking quietly on the door, you poked your head through the small gap, seeing Wanda scribbling something down on a notepad and deciding to scare her. Concentration was key as you ever so gently placed down your mug on the side, opting to keep your backpack on as that would be too loud to take off while you cautiously stalked towards her. You waited until she had finished writing, the small sigh turning into a scream as you wrapped your arms around her suddenly, semi-shouting 'boo' to scare her.

"Shit," she relaxed immediately when she realised it was you, tilting her head back and glaring up at you, the action only fuelling your laughter. "That was mean," she mutters, burying your face at her neck to muffle your laughter.

"I'm sorry," you chuckle out, not really feeling that sorry as it was so funny. She continues to mutter something in Sokovian, you just laughing as you can assume she was swearing at you based on her tone.

"You can sit over there now," she points over to the chair at the other side of the room, as if you were a naughty child in need of punishment. Your eyes widen in shock and offence, her trying not to smile at your reaction. "No cuddles till I'm finished, sweetheart," her tone teasing as she has already finished, only wanting to play around you.

"What?" you say as you sit in the chair, Wanda taking note of how obedient you were, always aiming to please. "You're being mean today," you mutter, remembering how she also threatened no kisses this morning if you didn't get up. Taking pity on you, she laughed and beckoned you back over to her, a smile returning to your face.

"Well you're lucky I'm finished Detka," she whispers before pulling you into her arms, giving you a hug you so desperately craved. Melting into her embrace, you savoured her comfort for a few minutes before deciding to do some of your school work, Wanda starting a new work task while you studied.

It turns out, trying to do anything while Wanda was close by was near impossible, your eyes subconsciously always flickering up to gaze at her, sometimes even staring at her in admiration. Even though she knew you were watching her, Wanda made no effort to comment about it, secretly finding it adorable how you seem to get lost in thought while looking at her.

Eventually, you gave up trying to do Mr Stark's work, propping your head in your hands and blatantly staring at her, smiling when you realise she knows you're watching her work.

"Enjoying the show, sweetheart?" she murmurs while typing an email up, turning her head to face you when she's finished. You hum in response, tilting your head and offering her a beaming smile.

"You make adult life look so fun," you joke, earning a small chuckle as she sends another email, Wanda checking the time to see how long she has until she needs to pick the boys up from school. 

After a few more minutes of silence you speak up, not too sure how Wanda will take what you're going to say. "I was thinking of going back home today," her head instantly snaps over to you, making you quickly finish your sentence, "Just to take a few more of my things out."

"Detka..." she trails off, hesitance and apprehension written all over her face. Gradually, she rises from her chair and walks over to you, thinking of the right words to say. "Is that a good idea?" your hands reach out for hers, interlocking your fingers in an attempt to ease her worries. "I just... I don't like the way she treats you sweetheart. I don't want you to get hurt," she brushes her thumbs over the back of your hand, pressing a brief kiss there as well before angling her head back up to meet your gaze.

"She should be at work right now," you inform, Wanda still uneasy about the whole ordeal. Since she met your mother last night, she would go as far as saying she despised the woman. Your mother had clearly said things to provoke you, to hurt you on purpose, making Wanda see red at the timid and pained expression on your face at your mother's words. She wanted to talk to you about what had happened last night but decided it wasn't the right time to discuss the relationship between you and your mother. "I'll be alright," your tone reassuring but the gut feeling inside of Wanda said otherwise.

"Can I come with you? I can drive us there," her tone pleading as she wanted to make sure you were alright, having plenty of time until she needed to pick the boys up and the perks of being the boss and deciding when she wanted to work.

"Yeah," part of you is grateful that she offered to join you, not really wanting to go alone.

***

"Are you sure about this Detka?" Wanda murmurs against the back of your hand after raising it to her lips, pressing a delicate and soothing kiss there to try and ease the tension building inside you, nerves and anxiety clear on your face as you look at the building you once called home. "We can come back another day if you want," she continues to whisper, keeping her eyes transfixed on the way your eyes roam around outside the car window.

"Yes," you whisper so quietly that Wanda has trouble hearing you, despite the close proximity. "I.. There's a few things I want to get," the volume of your voice only marginally increases but it's enough for the older woman to now hear.

The whole reason you were here was to retrieve a few old shirts from your cupboard, the whole idea sparked by the oversized shirt Wanda wore to bed last night. The loose black tee reminded you of the shirts your father gave to you when he no longer wanted them, always wearing them to bed when you were younger, giggling as they went past your knees until you sort of grew into them. They helped you feel closer to him after his passing and with the way your mother was currently treating you and the way she mentioned him yesterday, you couldn't help but desperately want to get them all of a sudden.

"What do you want to get, sweetheart?" the angelic voice next to you softly spoke, her fingers interlocked with yours as you finally tore your gaze away from the apartment building.

"Some old shirts that were my dad's," you mutter, a look of understanding washing over her face, not that you would notice due to your eyes being on the hand holding yours.

"Do you want me to help you get them?" she hesitantly asks, not sure if you just wanted this moment to yourself.

"No it's ok, I can get them myself," you say after thinking about her words, lifting your head to finally look at her. The amount of care and love present on her face almost overwhelms you, leaning forwards to gently claim her lips before pulling back and leaning your forehead against hers. "Thank you," the words leave your lips in a gentle whisper, lips pressing a brief kiss to her forehead before you climb out of her car, looking over your shoulder and sending her a smile while you walk into the building.

Anxiously playing with the key between your fingers, you hover by the door for a second once you reach it, contemplating whether this was actually a good idea. Your mind was made for you though when your neighbour's door opened, quickly letting yourself in before they saw you and decided to tell your mother you stopped by, not wanting her to know you were here.

Disgust was evident on your face when you looked around the apartment: empty alcohol bottles littered about the place, old takeaway bags and boxes piled up on the kitchen counters while the bins were overflowing, the smell creating a nauseous feeling to bubble inside of you. Due to the repulsive odour, you swiftly ventured around the apartment to your room, searching through your drawers to find the desired items.

Just as you were leaving your old room with a filled plastic bag of the shirts and other various items you decided you wanted, the front door opened leaving you frozen on the spot. Your eyes snapped over to the figure that entered the room, fear coursing through you at the angry expression on her face once she saw you.

"So it is that whore I saw yesterday waiting outside in a car," she gritted out, anger immediately replacing the dread at the horrid way she talked about Wanda. "Finally decided to come home?"

"Don't you dare call her that," you spat at the woman, your voice laced with venom. Your mother recoiled a little in shock at the tone of your voice, both of you surprised at the way you spoke to her as you never normally stood up for yourself.

"Don't you ever dare take that fucking tone with me again," she matched the hostility of your voice, smacking her fist on the side near her. When you flinched at the action she paused for a moment, looking at how you had a bag of clothes stuffed in a bag, assuming you were going back to Wanda's. "It won't last, you know?" she chuckled out, as if the whole thing humoured her, the big, massive joke of your life.

"What?"

"You and... her," She says, emphasising her dislike and disappointment in you with the mention of Wanda, her words hurting you like she intended. "Oh come on Y/n," she laughs when she sees the pained expression that flickered across your face, "You really thought it would last?"

Tearing your gaze to the floor, you don't see how she walks closer, letting her words echo around in your head when you know they shouldn't. One of her hands cup your cheek in a motherly way, tears brewing as you look into the eyes that once loved and cared deeply for you.

"Oh Y/n," she almost coos and you're stupid for thinking, even for a brief moment, that she was being genuine. "How could someone ever love you?"

"Please don't," you whisper, letting her fingers press into your face as her grip tightens, not caring if the tears were from her words or the pain caused by her hand.

"Do you really think anyone will love you after what you did?" she mutters, your hands reaching up to try and pry her fingers off of your face. "What you did to this family?"

"It wasn't my fault," your tone shows the lack of confidence in your words, hands contrasting the weakness of your voice and throwing her arms off, pushing past her to prevent her from saying anymore.

"Where are you going?" her hand reaches out for you once more, grabbing your wrist and trying to turn you around. You let her turn you around and when you see her you just...snap.

"Just leave me the fuck alone!" you shout, taking her by surprise. "I get it, I'm a fuck up, I'm the worst daughter possible and you hate me," the words you've bottled up for so long spill from your lips. "I didn't kill him, the drunk driver did, so stop blaming me for that because it wasn't my fault!" Her mouth opens to interrupt you, most likely blame you once again but you cut her off, "If you hate me that fucking much then just leave me alone! Please...Just leave me alone," your voice cracks a little at the end with the amount of raw emotion you spoke with, wiping your eyes to rid the tears you can feel before grabbing the bag and leaving, your mother remaining frozen on the spot at your outburst.

Ignoring the sound of your name, you leave the building, Wanda immediately getting out of the car when she sees how upset and angry you look, pausing in her tracks when she sees the red mark on your face.

"Detka," she whispers, voice wavering as her fingers gently brush against the red skin, her eyes flickering between sadness and rage at your state. Your lip trembles as you look up at her, Wanda pressing a brief kiss to your forehead before pulling back and asking, "What room number?" You grab her hand and pull her closer, shaking your head at her determination to have her own word with your mother. "Sweetheart, what room is she in?"

"Don't go," you whisper out, vulnerability swirling in your eyes making hers soften, the vexation still coursing through her veins, "Please stay. Please don't leave me."

"I will Detka, I'll stay," she whispers, letting you snake your arms around her middle and bury your face at the crook of her neck, your favourite place of comfort and safety. "I'll never leave you, Detka," she coos and you just hold her that little bit tighter before she guides you to the car, "Come on sweetheart, let's go home."

Home.