#once more i am going to put this girl through emotional hell before it even remotely gets better

[babygirl-riley]

Welcome Home

You surprise Simon at the base instead of being at home. You also think about how far he has come to acceptance.

Warnings: mentions of sexual acts, fluff, dad!simon, angst, pregnancy

“I’ve fallen for it, I’ve fallen for it somehow.”

A/N: THE PART TWO DAD!SIMON FROM @ave661 IS KILLLINGGGG ME! Seriously chokehold she has me in ALL the time with her art. 😭

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You called Price beforehand, asked him if it was alright to surprise Simon. You wanted to show up at the base with your baby girl waiting for him. Like you always do. Thankfully and full heartedly he agreed, he even added that he is excited to see his niece. On the way to the base you felt excitement as you played music for both you and your baby.

Your baby gabbles as she plays with hanging baby toys on her car seat. Simon has been gone for a month, it has been so long and you were so excited. He missed having her first tooth, which he will be so excited to see.

Once you got you and your child out of the car you headed to the inside of the base. “141 will be landing in 5 minutes ma’am.” A man said guiding you to the tarmac. “Captain Price said to meet them there.”

You followed the solider to the direction of the tarmac. You knew very well where it was at, a year ago you were on the team for 141 but decided to retire once you found out you were pregnant. Memories littered the hallways as you held your baby close.

“No.” He mumbled as you both stood in your room. He didn’t move for a moment, you thought he was going to leave and not come back for hours. Simon doesn’t do well with emotions but the last couple of months, he has been able to open up more. Now this. You didn’t know how he was going to react let alone what he was going to do.

It was clear, two lines, one word, 6 tests. You and Simon have been in secret for 2 years, established a relationship in a year. You played with your hands as nerves started to kick in. “I thought you were on birth control.” Simon said looking up at you, his eyes only to be shown. The skull mask looking at you.

“I am.” You said your heart slowly hurting, you knew that he never wanted a kid. You knew of his past so this was a joke for the both of you. It was frowned upon when a lieutenant would be sleeping with their sergeant. Hell damn near court marshaled.

Simon looked back down at the tests. He can’t. He won’t. His mind racing a million miles an hour. How could he explain this one to Price? How could you hide a belly on the force? Is there a way for it to be a secret anymore? He cursed himself for loving the fact that he could breed you. It was a new found kink, with him thinking of his cum coating your walls. Simon never broadcast it to you. Telling you that seeing a belly got him feral, thinking about how your body would react to his gift. But…It’s just…is it too soon? Was he ready? Surely he couldn’t be.

“I can get…”

“No,” He cut you off before looking up at you. “This…Not that. ‘M,” his voice trailed. No abortion, he won’t put your body through hell just because both of you didn’t want to wrap it. “I just-I don’t know what to do.”

“I don’t either,” You whispered walking slowly up to him. “But we can figure this out?”

Simon nodded once still looking at the tests. You waited as he stood there and sighed. “We have to tell Price now.”

“Here is the tarmac,” The solider said breaking you from your thoughts. “It looks like they have just landed.”

You mumbled a thank you as soldiers came out one by one from the plane. All covered in dirt or blood, tired written on their faces. You frowned knowing that Simon felt the same, it couldn’t have gone the way it suppose to.

You smiled as you walked out watching Gaz come out first, happy surprise on his face. He looked to the side of him to see Soap, who smiled at you nodded. Price smiled, heading towards the direction you were before stopping. Simon, walked out last, almost stopped in his tracks.

Smile beaming on his face underneath the skull mask. His girls. He be-lined to you and your baby girl. His heart beating quickly, as excitement coursed through his veins.

Price stood as both of his teammates broke the news. He had his suspicions of them fucking around but not together. He itches his beard as your tears start to mellow out. Simon was not looking at him but folding his arms while leaning against the wall.

It was like two of his kids came home after school to get hounded at. It was amusing if Price wasn’t angry. Yes. He was at first, his lieutenant and his best sniper in a bit of a bind. She has to be discharged no way will Price NOR Simon let her go out in the field. Especially since they voiced they are keeping the kid.

“We keep it low,” Price finally spoke watched as both of you looked up. “We have to slowly discharge you, not try to have eyes on the situation until then. No missions for you.”

You nodded, first time every has he seen you so shy. Timid. Usually you had confidence written all over you. “Yes sir.” You mumbled looking away.

Price looked at Simon. “I want to have a discussion with you,” He looked at you as you stared at him. You both are young, younger than him anyway. He seen how Simon’s demeanor changed throughout the years when you came on the force. Of course no one else saw it, but Price did. He always knew. “Dismissed Sargent.”

Your baby squealed with delight as she bounced in your arms. “Da! Da!” She yelled as Simon walked over, having heads turn to see the little baby showed her excitement. Simon did take note that she knew who he was and in fact used ‘dada.’

Simon almost damn near sprinted as he walked up to both of you. You let him take your baby as he grabbed her, she screamed laughed, as he rose her to the air. Holding her sides gently but firm. She is so tiny compared to him, she kicked her feet softly in the air, laughing her little head off. Simon loves that sound, the sound of pure joy coming from her. To the point he didn’t give a damn who was around them. Simon was never a shower when it came to his private life, but when she was around wow, he would make sure everyone knew who she was.

Simon sat across the table from you, your bump more noticeable, 6 months to be exact. He still couldn’t believe that what was growing inside you was his. Part of him. Something that he would have never thought would be done. Or have. You have become more aware and accepting of having the child. Yet he still hasn’t.

“I know it will take time Si,” You said knowing always what he was thinking. Simon snapped his eyes up at you, he felt guilt for sure. You were just honorable discharged and he stayed in the force. “I can’t make you feel happy about this. But…But I know eventually you will.”

He didn’t believe you until one night he laid between your legs as you rubbed the back of his head. Simon chuckled lightly at the tv show you were both watching right when it happened,felt a small poke to his head, he froze, you felt him tense. “What…what that?”

You giggled lowly as you rubbed your belly. “It’s the baby,” He still didn’t move when he felt it again. “She moves a lot when you make any sort of noise.” Simon rose slightly, looking up at you, curiously. You grabbed his hand and placed it where she was. His eyes trained on his hand. “Say something.” You whispered.

Simon looked at you unsure before clearing his throat. “Uh, hello baby girl.” It took a second before he felt the bump move to his hand. A soft graze. He snapped his eyes up at you and tears brimming your eyes, nodding. Encouraging him to continue. Simon’s eyes started to water, everything hitting, even when she isn’t out here she was wanting him. Knowing that he is her dad. And she was his baby.

His hand rubbed your belly. “‘Ight ass kicker. I’m happy to hear ya too.”

“Hello my angels,” He said as slowly held her close to him. Her head cradled inside of his neck. Her hands gripping his uniform. He placed a hand on the back of her hand holding her close. You smiled as he placed his other gloved hand on your cheek. “Why ya ‘ere?”

“I couldn’t wait at home,” You stated as people passed the both of you. “She couldn’t either,” you bumped your shoulder against his. “Told you it was dada.” You teased talking about the last time you both were on the phone. Her screaming ‘da da da,’ knowing damn well it was her daddy on the phone. Simon would tease and say that she got your intelligence since she was only 5 months.

Simon chuckled rolling his eyes, turning his head as she rose from his shoulder. She started towards his skull mask gripping the bottom of it. “Not yet sweethear,’” he whispered gently grabbing her hands. “We are gonna debrief it shouldn’t take too long.”

“Lass,” You laughed as the scottish came up from behind Simon. Slapping his back. “Oh well hello little miss.” He scratched softly underneath her chin. She laughed again shaking her head as she clung onto her dad. “Yer playing hard to get now?” He teased and looked at you.

“Hey Johnny,” You laughed reaching for your baby. She came to you with ease, which you mentally sighed in relief, hoping that she wouldn’t ball her little eyes out when she watched her dad leave. “We will wait on the cafeteria.”

Simon placed his forehead against yours. “It will be quick.” He whispered.

You nodded as you watched them all file into the base. Your baby holding onto you cooing. “Why don’t you ever get that excited to see me,” You playfully glared poking her stomach. She giggled swatting your finger away. “Brat.” You laughed taking her and you to the cafeteria.

[ravennaortiz]

11,22,43,52 with Chibs please. I’m rewatching SOA right now and I would love to read a story where the reader is the club princess who fell in love with Chibs.. thank u so much!🫶🏼

I too am rewatching SOA! I absolutely love the idea of the club princess falling in love with Chibs! Your very welcome, stop by anytime for another! As always my stories are 18+!

Princess

I'm not enough for you lassie. Too old and with you being who you are. I just can't lass.

You frowned looking up from where you stood in front of Chibs as his words echoed through your head. You weren't used to not getting what you wanted as the club princess. You had had a crush on the Scottish biker since he joined your brother and stepdads MC years ago. That's crush had slowly grown over the years into much more. You had fallen hopelessly head over heels for him.

Chibs sighed as he watched your eyes sparkle with tears. This was entirely his fault. He should have nipped this in the bud years ago. He had simply thought it was a young school girl crush and it would go away with time. It hadn't and now here he was trying to let you down as gently as possible.

His loyalty to your stepdad and brother prevented him from giving himself to you even though he wanted too. He couldn't deny you were a stunning young woman and anyone would be lucky to have you in their life and bed at night. But you were strictly off limits and every man in this club knew that. As much as he would love to feel your lips against his he just could not risk it.

You nodded as you sniffled and wiped at your eyes as the tears slipped down your cheeks. A mix of emotions battled within you. Maybe you could talk to Jax. He would okay it you thought and you could care less what your stepdad thought. Sometimes you truly hated being the club princess and how people treated you differently. A surge of anger had a challenge falling from your lips as you glared back at Chibs.

"Make me believe you don't want me" you firmly stated as you moved closer running your hands down the older mans chest to his belt which you started to undo. Chibs was slow to respond and you had his belt and zipper undone before he grabbed your wrist. "Stop" murmured Chibs trying to be gentle as he felt his own body start to betray him.

As sweet as you were he knew you had the Teller signature stubbornness and hardheadedness just like your brother. Rarely could wither of you be talked off or down from something once you were latched on. The smug look on your face before you spoke next had him worried.

"No one is here but us. Hell no one else knows I'm here. So whats he harm? Just a small taste?" you whispered as you walked forward making Chibs move back so you were all the way in his dorm room. Chibs swallowed hard and his brain was short circuiting as the implication of your words hit him. The sound of his door slamming closed as you kicked it shut had him snapping out of the trance and releasing your hands. Putting more distance between the two of you he rubbed his face.

Taking the opportunity you slipped your dress down and let it float to the floor around your feet. When Chibs turned back to you he swallowed hard as he took in your nearly nude body. "Jeezus Christ" he murmured as he snapped his eyes closed. "Put your clothes back on now" he ordered even though he was straining at the front of his jeans.

You huffed before rolling your eyes and moving towards him. Once you were in front of him you dropped to your knees as you tugged on his jeans. "Please Chibs?" you whimpered as you batted your eyes up at him. Chibs shivered at your words but quickly moved around you and left his room as he uttered a firm no.

***

"What's going on with you and my sister?" inquired Jax as he slipped into the stool next to Chibs a couple of days later. Chibs sighed heavily as he took a sip of his whiskey. It was no secret you had been cold with him and made your irritation known to the whole club since he had denied your advances.

"I thought I did the right thing but apparently not" replied Chibs not bothering to elaborate. Jax simply nodded as he looked at his friend. "Well I want you to fix it. However you need to" replied Jax after a couple minutes as his eyes trailed over to where you stood talking to a member from another charter.

Chibs had slipped outside for fresh air when he heard your voice raising into almost a yell as you struggled in the arms of a man Chibs had seen a couple times but not bothered to learn the name of. A surge of jealously had Chibs stalking over silent and grabbing the man before beating his face to a bloody pulp.

"Chibs!" you screamed as you pulled him back. Your eyes wide with fear and shock at his reaction. "Why di-" you started before Chibs lips on yours had your words cut off. Moaning you ran your hands through his hair pulling him closer before he pulled back a moment later.

"I would kill for you lass. I've missed you so damn much the last couple of days. I was a damn bloody idiot. Can you forgive me and give an old man another chance love?" begged Chibs as he looked into your eyes.

You gulped and simply nodded. "I love you Chibs" you whispered looking up at him with a soft smile.

"Love ya too lass" replied Chibs before he picked you up and carried you back to the clubhouse.

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN - READER

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 I’m overthinking.

 I shouldn’t be but I am. 

 Remind me to never break up with you. Gosh, why would I freaking say that? Toji and I aren’t in a relationship. We agreed to get to know each other, and we have been doing that. So much. So damn well. 

 However, I fear that I may be falling for him quicker than I thought. 

 I knew this would happen. That damn Toji Fushiguro is good with his words. 

 His lips…

 His fingers…

 In just six weeks, Toji has shown me everything I’ve wanted in a partner and more.  

 I feel protected. Cared for. Desired… I can only imagine how my emotions would amplify once we have sex.

 If we do, that is. 

 Toji is very hell bent about us not sleeping together yet. And I know it has nothing to do with attraction because he pleases me in other ways.

 Phone sex. Fingering. Kissing me with such burning lust that has my pussy throbbing and aching for him. 

 I’m satisfied with his current pleasures, but I want more. 

 I’m left to believe that he doesn’t want to have sex with me because…

 He’s falling for you, too. 

 No. He can’t be. That would just be silly to think and setting myself up for failure. 

 Toji made it clear that he’s not interested in anything serious, yet here I am still being drawn to him. It seems like I can’t help myself. 

 The excitement that pumps through me when I’m around Toji is a feeling I never want to be without. 

 How does he expect me to? Not when he stands in front of me while we’re waiting to cross the street. Or how he randomly grabs on my ass or breasts like a perv to compliment me so sweetly. 

 Toji can claim he’s rough, emotionless, and drained from love, but how he is with me says otherwise. 

 Even earlier, how he placed the softest kiss on my lips to reassure my insecurities. All I remember feeling was the lightness in my soul, and heat that ran underneath my cheeks. 

 In another lifetime, I was in love with Toji Fushiguro. 

 I sound like a freaking cliché, I know. 

 But it’s true. 

 My dreams tell me, and the more I’m around him, it becomes more clear to me. 

 “Y/N, Y/N. You silly girl….” I sighed and muttered to myself, resting my forehead against the steering wheel.

 I’ve made it back to school on time with another five minutes to spare, so I’ve just been sitting in the parking lot and putting my mind through a frenzy.

 Before I forget, I pulled out my phone to text Toji:

I giggle because I can honestly see Toji doing that if he hadn’t heard from me.

Before I'm able to respond, he doubt texts me.

Am I that easy to read?

 

I smile to myself while Toji and I continue our banter through messages. I’m sure I look like a lovesick puppy right now with how I’m looking at my phone, but I don’t care.  

 Toji knows me. He really knows me, and it gives me the feeling of one hundred butterflies fluttering in my stomach. 

 And when I see him tonight, I’m not sure I can contain that feeling any longer. 

 After teaching my last class for the day, I made a beeline to Nanami’s office like he asked me to when I coincidentally saw him during lunch. Apparently he wants to talk about this teacher’s summit, and honestly, I’m going to try to find a way to back out. 

 I should chew him out for even submitting my name without my consent. Just because we’ve dated since my teaching career at the high school, and we went to the summit every year together, doesn’t mean that’s going to continue. This isn’t habitual, so it’s best for him to find a different teacher. 

 I’m sure any other teacher would love to go.

 But then again, Nanami doesn’t want any other teacher to go. 

 He wants me. And like Toji said, I shouldn’t put it past him that he simply submitted my name unknowingly just so we can be alone together for a weekend. 

 Nanami has been trying to get back with me for months. The last time we talked outside of school was the day he invited me out to brunch to try to convince me to give him another chance. With how he reacted when I suggested we could eventually be friends when I’m ready, I fear that Toji may be right. Though, I’m not here for his winning me back journey. 

 Two chances too many, so unfortunately, the Y/N and Nanami ship has sailed. As far as my concern, Toji is the only man I’m interested in.

 PRINCIPAL NANAMI KENTO. The large words engraved on the golden office door sign stares back at me. I take a deep breath before knocking to prepare myself for how this conversation is going to turn out.

 “Come in,” he answers. 

 I walked into the room to see a look that isn’t foreign to me. Disheveled blonde locks. Tight furrow between his brows. Black and gold frames hanging off his nose. Clouds sitting under his chocolate-colored eyes. And his suit jacket being off with rolled up sleeves to reveal those toned forearms. 

 He’s stressed. 

 I know he is. This is the look I saw him quite often whenever he came home from long nights after work or when I stayed waiting for him in his office. 

 Even when Nanami’s work has him all over the place, I would be lying if I said I didn’t find him most attractive like this. A man that appears to be perfect and organized sometimes has his breaking point when he falls under pressure. 

 “You wanted to see me, Principal Nanami?” It’s like hearing my voice was the only thing that managed to tear his eyes away from the computer. The furrow and concentration that was on his face relaxes and softens when looking at me. 

 Life came back into those brown hues that I used to love, and any other day, they probably would’ve made me fold.

 He clears his throat and runs his fingers through his locks. “Uhm, yes. Take a seat. It won’t be long.”

 “If it can’t? I do have somewhere to be?” Not really, however, anywhere but here will do.

 “Of course,” he responds with a nod. “The teacher summit-”

 “I don’t want to go.”

 “Why not?”

 “Because I’ve been going for the past five years. Are there no other teachers available?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.

 He tilts his head, confused. “I thought you enjoyed going?”

 “Used to. Not anymore.” 

 “What changed?” 

 “Principal Nanami, is there a reason why we’re going back and forth about this?” My tone is clipped and I fist my hands in my lap. Does he not understand that the teacher summit is volunteered based? I did not volunteer myself. 

 Maybe I could understand if I offered to go, then pulled out after doing so, but that wasn’t the case.

 He folds his hand on the desk. “I’m just trying to understand what the issue is, Miss L/N.”

 “The issue is you submitting my name without asking me first. Some of us actually have life outside of work, you know?” I bit out. I realized my words were harsher than intended and a jab at Nanami. Biting down on my bottom lip, I looked away.. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to say that.”

 “No… It’s true. Maybe if I had remembered I had a life outside of work, I wouldn’t be in this position.”

 “What position is that? Being a principal?”

 “No. Losing you,” he says, way too soft for my liking.

 I knew it. The gut feeling I had when Nanami asked me to meet him in his office when I saw him at the deli restaurant was true. This has nothing to do with that damn teacher’s summit and everything to do with him seeing me with Toji. 

 Annoyance pricks my skin at the thought of Nanami wasting my time with his jealous bullshit notion that he has about my love life. So I began gathering my belongings to leave his office. “We’re not doing this. Not here. Not ever.”

 He stands up to grab my wrist, but I snatch it away. “Y/N, wait.”

 I ignored his pleas to hear him out, however, the moment I turned my back to him and touched the doorknob, his response halted my movements.

 “A student’s father, Miss L/N?”

 I don’t know what angers me more. The accusatory tone in his voice or the fact that he’s questioning me about anything that pertains to my personal life. We’re not together, let alone friends.

 Where did he find this audacity?

 “You do not ask me to come into your office as your subordinate and question me about my love life!” I snapped, using my finger to emphasize my anger. “Who I date isn’t any of your damn business.”

 He crosses his arm and quips a brow. “It is if you’re dating one of my student’s parents.”

 “Show me in the conduct book where it says teachers fraternizing with parents are not permitted?” And of course he stands there with a blank face because there’s not one fraternization rule in our teacher’s conduct handle.

 I’m very aware of the risks I’m taking while seeing Toji. We both know. And I’m not sure if he’s planning on telling Megumi about us, but if that time comes, I’m sure we’ll talk about it.

 Until then, I’ll continue to see Toji as I please and I’ll be damned if my boss, who's also my ex, tries to ever question me about it again. 

 I glared at Nanami before shaking my head. “You’re so full of shit, Ken.”

 “Why him, Y/N? He doesn't look right for you,” he says.

 I scoff. “The nerve of you to say what looks right for me considering I’m still mending pieces of a heart you broke.” Regret shows on Nanami’s face, but I finish speaking before giving him the chance to respond. “If it’s not pertaining to work or actually about the teacher’s summit, don’t utter a word to me. The offer of a friendship is off the table, too.”

 “Y/N, I’m–I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…” his voice drifts off, finding words to say.

 With my hand returning to the door, I look over my shoulder to acknowledge his apology. “But you did.” Is all I say before walking out.

 Friday nights are always my favorite nights of the week. No grading papers. No parents fussing to me about why their kid is failing my class. Just me, a hot shower, and a glass of wine to keep me company. 

 For now, that is. 

 Toji should be here in a couple of minutes if work doesn’t keep him too late, and I couldn’t be more excited yet nervous to see him. 

 He said he wanted to talk about earlier and that can be taken as something good or bad. But when we messaged each other throughout the day or he called me on his break, he didn’t seem like his mood changed.

 Though, Toji Fushiguro is sometimes a hard man to read. However, if he told me not to overthink it, then I won’t. 

 Last thing I need is to be stressed about two men that’s in my life. 

 After the heated conversation I had with Nanami today, I think it’s officially time to wipe my hands of him. 

 I’ve known him for five years, and not once have I ever seen him act the way he did today. The unnecessary animosity toward Toji during lunch and his he’s not right for you comment, really struck a nerve that’s still lingering on my skin. 

 I felt myself being protective of Toji because he’s been around judgmental assholes all his life, and I'd be damned if my ex joins that list. 

 No one knows what’s best for me except me, so if I want to have Toji in my life, then that’s my decision. Certainly not Nanami’s.

 Besides, Toji has been nothing but good to me these past six weeks, and it’ll only get better from here if he allows it. I’m hoping after tonight it’ll start. 

 I know he said we were going to talk, but I’ve also decided it’s time for me to be open with my feelings. Am I in love with Toji? No. Do I want something more than casual? With him, absolutely.

 It hasn’t even been a year since my last relationship, and I genuinely meant what I said about not being ready for a new one. But leaving someone who didn’t make you happy anymore for someone who does will have you this way. 

 That’s how I feel around Toji. 

 Happy. 

 How nervous and giggly I get around that man needs to be investigated. 

 I just hope he feels the same way. And God, I hope he fucks me tonight, too. 

 It’s been months since I last had sex. Toys aren’t pleasing me as much anymore, and being around Toji doesn’t make it any better. I’ll never get over how much he turns me on. Not when I know what his fingers can do. 

 I can only imagine how his dick would feel inside of me.

 And with that being said, a knock at the door pulls me from my sexual musings.  

 I tiptoed to look through my peephole to see it’s Toji as expected and nearly ripped the door open to throw my arms around his neck, similar to how I did earlier at lunch. 

 “Hey, sweets.” His deep, raspy voice permeates goosebumps along my skin. “Your scent…”

 I leaned back to look at him, fluttering my lashes. “You like it?”

 “Always.” 

 I smiled at Toji’s response before grabbing his hand to pull him inside of my apartment and locking the door behind us. 

 While doing so, Toji snatches me back into his embrace. 

 “Think you forgot something,” he says. I’m confused until he digs his fingers into my cheeks to suck on my lips and kiss me. 

 My body relaxes into his embrace, giving me the similar feeling to when I’m at home and I pleasurably sigh. However, that quickly turns into a moan upon feeling his hand gliding down my ass to grip. 

 He fervently sucks on my tongue and pulls me closer to his body, allowing me to feel his clothed groin pressing against my lower stomach. 

 I feel bold. Horny. Eager. So I dropped a hand between us to rub on his cock, causing him to groan. 

 A small whimper escapes my mouth at his thick length, and I would do anything to have Toji down my throat and deep in my pussy. 

 “What the fuck are you doing to me, sweets?” He growls. “And you’re wearing these tiny shorts?” 

 I smirk. “Just making myself comfortable.”

 “I see that.” He pecks my mouth a few more times, then releases me to slap my butt and follow me into the living room. “Mind if I shower first? Don’t want my club musk to get on you.”

 “You still smell good to me, but yes,” I answered. “You want to watch a movie tonight? I can make us some snacks.”

 He kisses my check. “Sounds good to me. I won’t take long.” 

 “You see why I wanted to fucking punch him?” 

 After Toji got out of the shower, we sat in the living room and told each other how our day went. 

 It’s not like I intended to tell Toji about my conversation with Nanami. But considering how it happened toward the end of my work day and still bothered me, it was hard to keep from him. Especially when he reads me so well. 

 Though, seeing Toji mad on my behalf turns me on more than I expected. 

 “Punching him wouldn’t solve anything,” I said through a giggle. “And besides, I think I made my point, so there shouldn't be any more issues after today.” 

 “You’re too positive about men, sweets. If a man really wants you, he won’t stop until you’re his or in a relationship with someone else,” he explains. “Even that’s a reach. Hell, I know for me, at least.”

 I feigned a smile while raising my brows. “You don’t say?”

 He shrugs. “Just saying.” 

 “Hm, so why are you mad that he’s being persistent?”

 “Because he’s fucking with what’s m-” He stops short of his sentence to catch the word that almost slipped out. 

 Mine. He was going to say I’m his. 

 Tell me. Tell me so I can officially have a reason to reject every man that even thinks of breathing in my direction.

 Just waiting for Toji to speak has my heart pounding out my chest. And him looking away from me only has me more eager. 

 I’m patient when it comes to Toji expressing himself. I feel honored that he feels comfortable talking to me about anything. But right now, I need to hear those words coming out of his mouth. 

 For me. 

 I want to be a little selfish for once. So I straddled his lap and softly turned his face to look at me. He seems satisfied with my actions based on his hand gravitating to the small of my back, and the other being placed on my hip.

 Toji rubs small circles around my flesh, and I’m convinced it’s to ease his nerves as opposed to mine. 

 “Talk to me, big guy. Because I’m what?” I ask with tenderness. 

 “We’re supposed to be casual.”

 “We are… but… there’s nothing casual about how I feel,” I counter. Although I enjoy how his hand feels, gripping my hip, I take it to place it against my heart. “Does this feel casual to you?”

 “Y/N-”

 “And I can feel yours, too. Why are you nervous?”

 I melt a little inside seeing how a soft pink color flushes under Toji’s face that spreads to the tips of his ears. It’s almost humbling seeing him this way, letting his walls down just for me. 

 “I’m not easy,” he admits. 

 “Okay.”

 “I’m grumpy as shit, and have a shitty attitude about life.” 

 I place my hands on the sides of his neck to massage reassurance onto his flesh. “Okay.”

 “I’m possessive. Jealous. I don’t like sharing.” He continues to list off the reasons to what I’m assuming he thinks are the reasons why he wouldn’t be a good partner. 

 “I don’t want to be shared nor do I like sharing, either.”

 “I don’t do soft sex.”

 My pussy was already wet for him the moment I saw him, but hearing that he fucks roughly has my arousal leaking through my panties. 

 I look at him through my lashes, rubbing his chest. “I’m a big girl. I think I can handle it.”

 Both his hands are now on my hips, holding me tighter than before. “And what if I’m not everything you expected? Then what?”

 “You’re you, Toji,” I said. “That’s all I’m ever expecting.” And the moment I said those words, he crashed his lips onto mine to seal the deal. 

 Toji is rough with his kisses, overpowering my mouth and nipping on my lower lip until the smallest speck of blood is drawn. 

 His hands are impatient while moving desperately along my curves. One minute, teasing my breasts. The next, holding my ass to rub on his cock that’s pressed against my. 

 How he’s kissing me is different from all the other times. This is the Toji who kisses when driven by his sexual appetite. It’s almost too much to keep up with.

 I moan and whimper into his mouth, and roll my eyes back. God, I could come from this alone. 

 He tugs on my braids to pull my head back and expose my neck, which he sucks and bites around. Pleasure scatters across my body, causing my nipples to harden and pussy to further pool wetness. 

 “Toji, wait-”

 He grabs the back of my neck to force me to look at him. “Mine. You’re mine. No one else’s. Not that shitty ass ex or any other fucker that thinks he could even look your way.”

 “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend, Mr. Fushiguro?” I ask through a smirk. 

 “Will you?”

 Two overwhelming feelings hit me at once. A jolt of excitement in the depths of my stomach, along with wetness dripping between my thighs. 

 Six weeks. Six weeks is all it took for Toji to make me his. Even if he asked me sooner, my answer would have still been, 

  “Yes.” 

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[yourmidnightlover]

timeless - ch. 2

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

series summary: you, bucky and steve were the best of friends growing up. what happens when you're assigned to be a war nurse for the 107th? what happens when bucky finds himself 70 years later with scattered memories of the girl who brought him so much comfort? will your love for each other remain after all of the pain you've been put through? will your love for each other remain timeless?

chapter summary: this chapter is set during civil war when bucky and steve are reunited.

warnings: classing mcu violence, guns, mention of headshots (of the other supersoldiers from HYDRA), death, HYDRA talk, talk of assassins, please let me know if i've missed anything!

w/c: 2.1k+

a/n: hiii! i've missed writing so so much but i've finally finished the second chapter of this series! i'm so excited for it and already have so much planned. it's loosly accurate, but it definitely goes off course with the actual plot the mcu has. so THIS IS NOT CANON. i am making some of it up, mostly towards the end and bits and pieces about the reader being involved in anything. this chapter ALSO doesn't have reader in it because this part is largely the development of how they realize that reader is still alive... you'll understand once you begin reading. anywho, i hope you lovely people enjoy reading!

<- chapter 1 ~ chapter 3 ->

“which bucky am i talking to?” steve chided bucky as his arm remained in a vice. his voice remind still and steady as if his emotions hadn’t been the victim of intense whiplash from trying to get his old pal back.

“your mom’s name is sarah,” he had what almost seemed like a grin as he continued, “you used to wear newspaper in your shoes.” 

“can’t read that in a museum,” he tilted his head with an almost grimace, recalling the days when he was a few feet shorter and far less invincible. 

“wh-just like that, we’re supposed to be cool?” sam questioned incredulously, reasonably so. sam had no reason to trust bucky. he was never once his best friend. he didn’t know the lengths bucky and steve used to go to to protect one another. 

“what did i do?” bucky could tell by sam’s reaction that yet another bad deed had occurred at his hand, the one that he wasn’t even born with.

“enough.”

“oh god,” bucky sighed as he threw his head back. “i knew this would happen. everything HYDRA put inside me is still there… all he had to do is say the goddamn words,” bucky’s face filled with self-hatred that was all too familiar.

“who was he?” 

steve knew bucky would understand who he was talking about. hell, the man knew his trigger words, bucky wishes he knew who the fuck he was. it pained him that after years of not knowing who he was, being used as a mere object for a terrible agenda, he finally escaped… only to be used once more by a complete stranger.

“i don’t know.”

“people are dead,” steve leveled with bucky as if he wasn’t aware of the magnitude this all has come to. “the bombing, the setup, the doctor did all that just to get 10 minutes with you. i need you to do better than ‘i don’t know.’”

“he-he wanted to know about siberia, where i was kept,” bucky recalled. “he wanted to know exactly where.”

“why would he need to know that?” 

“because i’m not the only winter soldier.”

“what?” sam was in disbelief, his voice going into a higher pitch than steve had probably eer heard. 

“but, steve,” bucky was confused about what he was even supposed to say, how to say what he needed to. hell, he didn’t even know exactly what he knew. “my memories, they’re coming back all… jumbled. it’s like i remember pieces before the fall and then some when i was under HYDRA’s control and i can’t tell which is which. it’s like they’re getting all confused.”

“buck, what’re you trying to say here?” steve wanted bucky to tell him whatever it was he needed to, they had other pressing matters to get to the bottom of.

“you remember y/n, right?”

“how could i forget?” he smiled fondly. “she-she died, though? back when-”

“that’s what i thought too,” bucky shook his head. “but i keep seeing her in the memories with HYDRA. not from the war, not from brooklyn, it’s distinctly HYDRA, but i don’t know how much of my memories i can trust.”

steve took a step back from bucky, trying to analyze what he was implying. trying to decipher what it meant if HYDRA had taken you for all this time too. that means you must have the serum in your veins as well, but how? 

were you being used like bucky in all of HYDRA’s plans? this was all so confusing to him, bucky too. 

“who’s y/n?” sam asked, his arms thrown up in utter bewilderment. 

“she was our best friend,” steve filled in for bucky after a pause, the man clearly not able to accurately describe what you were to him. “she meant a lot to us, but we thought she died back in the war…”

“so that’s not the case? i’m assuming, based on cyborg here?” sam motioned to bucky, clearly confused as to how many people seem to come back to life or survive far past their expiration date here. 

“do you know if she’s still in siberia?” 

“after a while, the i stopped seeing the people in siberia. but i remember being with her a lot more… i don’t know what she did for HYDRA, but i don’t think she’s there,” bucky couldn’t look at steve as he tried to explain where his best friend was. 

“if she’s not there, then HYDRA surely isn’t doing anything good to her in your absence.”

“that’s what i’m most worried about.”

“those other soldiers… who were they?” steve wondered

“their most elite death squad. more kills than anyone in HYDRA history, and that was before the serum.”

“they all turn out like you?” sam sassed.

“worse.”

“the doctor, could he control them?”

“enough.”

steve shook his head, perplexed as he added, “said he wanted to see an empire fall.”

“with these guys he could do it. they speak 30 languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize. they can take a whole country down in one night and you’d never see them coming.”

“this would’ve been a lot easier a week ago,” sam mentions primarily to steve.

“if we call tony…” 

“no, he won’t believe us,” sam cut steve’s idea short.

“even if he did-”

“who knows if the accords would let him.”

steve sighed, his head low as if he had been defeated, “we’re on our own.”

“maybe not,” sam had a sly smirk on as he finished, “i know a guy.”

-

after meeting with sharon carter, an easy fight with most of the avengers, and hijacking the quinjet, steve and bucky were on their own, hurtling towards siberia and a few of the world’s best unknown assassins.

bucky didn’t understand why he couldn’t pinpoint where he had known you from. all he can tell is that you were practically everywhere. because of that, part of him thinks you might’ve just been a figment of his imagination, creating a sense of comfort from one of the only people he’s ever truly cared about in the midst of his pain and the chaos HYDRA forced him to impose on the innocent. 

but if that were the case, then shouldn’t he recall more of steve as well? 

“what’s gonna happen to your friends?” bucky asked, hoping the people who put their necks on the line for him, for his best friend, would be alright. 

“whatever it is…” steve shook his head with a heavy heart. “i’ll deal with it.”

all bucky could think about was the pain of the last 70 years, but not his own. he was thinking of all the memories he’s had surface already of him harming those who didn’t deserve it, as if anyone deserved for their lives to be taken. 

“i’m don’t know if i’m worth all this, steve,” he shook his head adamantly.

“what you did all those years…” he looked thoughtfully before turning slightly to face bucky. “it wasn’t you. you didn’t have a choice.”

“i know, but i did it.”

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once they landed atop the mountain, they went to the back to unload a few weapons and headed inside the already open door. 

“he can’t have been here a couple hours.”

“long enough to wake ‘em up,” bucky tilted his head with a grimace, not knowing if he selfishy hoped you were there or hoped you weren’t included in the infamous group of th world’s best assassins.

heading further down the corridor, they come face to face with the one, the only, iron man.

tony heads towards steve and retracts his helmet to greet the men. “you seem a little defensive,” he gestures towards bucky, who’s gun remained aimed at the red-suited man. 

“it’s been a long day,” steve sighed to try and reason with tony, thinking he was here to take him and his fugitive pal in for good.

“at ease, soldier. i’m not currently after you,” tony stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

bucky was still confused, watching the two men interact and trying to figure out his place in their conversation, but opting to simply observe and keep his gun raised in defense.

“then why’re you here,” steve asked the question bucky was also wondering, himself.

“could be your story’s not so crazy… maybe,” tony rolled his eyes as he continued. “ross has no idea i’m here, so i’d like to keep it that way.otherwise, i gotta arrest myself…” he trailed off on that note.

“well, that sounds like a lot of paperwork,” steve finally lowered his shield. “it’s good to see you, tony,” he addressed the man after figuring out it wasn’t ‘iron man’ coming to him. it was only tony.

“you too, cap,” his attention was brought to bucky after noticing his weapon was still ready to fire, pointed right at him. “hey, manchurian candidate, you’re killing me. there’s a truce here,” tony motioned to himself and steve to emphasize his point. “you can lower…” steve signalled for bucky to loer his weapon, so he did. 

the three continued their way into the bunker, trying to be ready for whatever was awaiting them. 

“i got heat signatures,” tony said after scanning the room.

“how many?”

“uh… one,” with that, the three enter the room. 

hazy yellowed lights flickered on as a speaker began to crackle to life. looking around, the soldiers were still secure in their capsules, but the only one they could see clearly had a bullet straight through their head.

“if it’s any comfort, they died in their sleep,” they recognized zemo’s voice over the speaker. bucky looked in the other capsules, ensuring your corpse wasn’t in any of the capsules. “did you really think i wanted more of you?” zemo scoffed.

“what the hell?” bucky was confused at the actions of the man before him. if he didn’t want to control some of the stronged people in the world, what did he want from killing them?

“i’m grateful to them though, they brought you here,” he chuckled slyly as the other men rolled their eyes and huffed at his secrecy. steve had launched his shield at the booth that zemo was in, only for it to come ricocheting back towards him. “please, captain. the soviets built this chamber to withstand the launch blast of UR-100 rockets.”

“i’m betting i could beat that,” tony piped in, raising his hand, ready to shoot beams through the glass. 

“oh, i’m sure you could, mr. stark, given time,” he nodded in agreement, leaving tony to lower his hand in bewilderment. “but then you’d never know why you came.”

“you killed innocent people in vienna just to bring us here?” 

“i thought about nothing else for over a year. i studied you. i followed you,” he was droning on and on about how dedicated he had been. “but now that you're standing here, i just realized . . . there's a bit of green in the blue of your eyes. how nice to find a flaw,” it was mockery for him to stand there as if he had superiority.

“you’re sokovian, is that what this is about?” steve simply wanted answers from the man who was only speaking in puzzles.

“sokovia was a failed state long before you blew it to hell. no. i'm here because i made a promise.”

“you lost someone?” steve filled in the blanks that zemo clearly had no intention of confessing.

“i lost everyone,” he made eye contact with bucky before he continued, “and i think you’ll be thrilled to know that you haven’t lost everyone, yet.”

“you know where she is, don’t you?” bucky strode towards the glass that was protecting zemo. “where the hell is she?!” his fist slammed against the glass. 

“now, now,” he rose his hands and gestured for bucky to calm down. “that’s no way to get information out of someone, although, i guess that never was your specialty, was it?” 

“did you do something to her?” his voice was a low growl. “i swear to god if you touched a hair on her head-!” 

“i didn’t do anything to her, yet, mr. barnes,” he continued to patronize the man. 

“buck,” steve placed his hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. “he wants you to react. he wants to upset you. don’t give him what he wants.”

bucky turns to face steve, “if he knows where she is-”

“we’ll find her on our own,” steve nodded, trying to get bucky to remain calm. “we don’t need him to manipulate us to get things figured out.”

“look, icicle,” tony chided in, “i’ll use all of my resources to help find this girl of yours - whoever she is.”

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@cjand10

@coldheartedmar

[reginageorgesgirlfriend3020]

A heart to heart conversation and I am in love with you

"My gosh Sam stop calling me beautiful!!" You snapped. "Stop calling me beautiful! Stop calling me the prettiest girl you've ever seen, just stop!!" You yelled.

Sam was taken back by your angry outburst.

Chad, Tara, Quinn, Anika, and Mindy were also taken back.

You walked away still livid and angry and slammed the door to the room.

Sam sighed. She had no idea how to react.

"Sam", Tara said. "Just give her space to cool off. Okay?".

"Wow", said Mindy. "I have never seen (Y/n) yell at Sam like that ever". she said.

"Yeah". Said Anika.

"That was scary". Said Chad.

Quinn gave Sam a hug. "Just give (Y/n) some to cool down.

"Did I do something wrong guys?" Sam asked her sister and her best friends. "All I did was tell (Y/n) that shes beautiful". Sam started to tear up. She put her head on her hands as her sister and best friends went to comfort her. Sam wiped the tears from her eyes and said "That poor thing. Something must be troubling (Y/n). She must be in some kind of emotional distress. Did me calling her beautiful trigger her?". She asked.

"Its definitely possible". Said chad. "We'll stand by the door incase she wants to talk to us too. Maybe shes going through something".

After an hour Sam got up from the couch and said to Tara and her best friends "I'm gonna go talk to (Y/n)".

Sam walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the door. She opened it and saw you just sitting on the side of the bed.

"Hi". You said.

"Hi babe". Sam said. She sat on the side of the bed next to you.

Tara, Chad, Mindy, Anika, and quinn stood by the door.

You sighed. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. Its just", you said to sam. You started to cry. "Im extremely insecure! I'm nowhere the look of a model I dont even think im pretty I dont know how to feel about myself because-"

"Hey, hey, hey". Said Sam. "You're pretty. Very pretty. Have you seen you lately? You have the most beautiful long hair and the most beautiful hazel green eyes". Sam said to you.

"I don't! And I'm not!" You cried.

"(Y/n)" said Quinn. "Where's all this coming from?" She asked you.

"I was in a relationship for about 6 years way before I met you guys and Sam". You said.

Everyone looked at you and sat next to you and Sam.

"It was pure hell". You said. One minute she told me she respects me and the next minute she made my life hell. She was controlling. Manipulative. During that time I lived with her and her mom my ex girlfriend even had this look on her face and raised her hand to me". You said to everyone.

"What?" Quinn said in disbelief.

"That is awful". Said Anika.

"Do you want me, Anika, and Quinn to kick her ass? Because we will!" Said Tara.

Sam gave you the most safe and warmest hug ever. "Oh (Y/n). How did you end the relationship?" Sam asked.

"We got into a terrible argument. I walked away from her. She told not to walk away from her. I told her to never speak to me ever again and I blocked her number. My ex is very toxic to my mental health. My ex never gave me a compliment. Anything I did was never good enough for her. She made jokes about me that were hurtful and mean. She'd insult me with little verbal jabs whenever she could. And she never told me I'm beautiful. She made things so terrible that I had to block her number more than once. Even a crisis counselor had to come to the house. But once I ended that relationship I moved here. Got a great job too". You said.

"Well you know what?" Said Chad. "You're safe here with us. We've all got your back. We love having you around. And your ex blew it big time with you. Now it's our turn to show you how special you are to all of us". He said. He smiled.

You smiled. "Thank you guys for being here for me. I never told you guys about my ex because it triggers my anxiety". You said to everyone.

"You're very brave for sharing what you went through". Said Quinn.

"Its not easy to talk about past experiences but you did and I'm glad you shared it with us and told us about what you went through with your ex. Chad is right. Your ex blew it with you big time". Said Anika.

Mindy gave you a hug and said "You can count on is to always be here for you".

"Thank you guys. Can you give me and sam a minute please?" You asked.

"Yeah. Of Course". Said Tara. "And (Y/n)?"

"Yes Tara?" You said.

"You're a great friend. When you chased ghostface and had him running that was pretty bad ass". Said Tara. She smiled.

You giggled.

After Chad, Mindy, Tara, quinn, and Anika left and closed the door you sat closer to your girlfriend.

"So". You and your girlfriend Sam said at the same time.

"I'll go first". Said Sam. "If I triggered you in any way I am truly sorry. I didn't mean to trigger you baby. I just want you to know how beautiful you are". Sam said to you. "And that I am so deeply madly in love with you".

You smiled. "Oh Sam". You said lovingly to her. "Do you mean that?".

"I do". Said Sam.

"Even when my hair is wet from the shower?" You asked.

"Yes". Sam said to you.

"Even when im just in my football Jersey and sweatpants?" You asked sam.

"Yes". sam said to you.

"Sam". You said to her. "I'm not the best with words but trust me when I say that I am so in love with you. You make me feel beautiful. And safe". You said to Sam.

Sam held you tight. She looked deep in your hazel green eyes and kissed you so affectionately. You kissed her back and gave her a hug too. You've always loved her hugs.

"I love you". You said to your girlfriend.

"I love you too baby". Sam said to you. "Now let's go grab some lunch. I'm hungry".

You and sam were holding hands and everyone smiled at you and Sam. "Me and my girlfriend (Y/n) are gonna get lunch. Does anyone want anything from Jersey Mike's?" You asked.

"Bring us all back anything from there. We are hungry too". Said Mindy.

You nodded. "Okay".

"I'll be back. I'm gonna grab my purse". Sam said to you.

"Okay babe". You said to Sam. Sam gave you a kiss on the cheek and went to get her purse. She took her keys and purse with her and said "Ready".

Sam opened the door as she waited for you. "Thank you chad. Mindy. Quinn. Tara. Anika. For everything".

You walked out the door with Sam holding her hand.

And everytime you and Sam hold hands you feel comfort.

[chaostroberry1]

Part two of Qin Shi Huang getting wrecked, please.😊 I want to know whats next.

HELL YAES OFC!!!

Part 2 of cheater QSH × (possessive-ish?) reader!

⚠️disclaimer as always, no hate to any of the characters, please don't come at me alvitr and Qin shi Huang fans, I am fond of them. I just want to write smth new :)⚠️

Part 1 is here

Qin shi Huang getting absolutely wrecked lmao

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It's been a little while since you went out of the waiting room, having to withstand the embarrassment of being seen by Goll and Brunhilde.

How Goll looked at you with concern when she saw your heartbroken state, along with Brunhilde.

"(name)..? Are you alright? What happened?!"

"leave her be, Goll... she needs space right now..we need to understand."

Sobs and sniffles filled the space full of your sadness. Whatever was left of your strength, all gone, torn into pieces while you continued your onslaught of tears.

You heard footsteps, almost like they were hysterical about going to a certain destination, before-

"my dear empress!"

A happy emperor bursts through the wall, ignoring the door that was literally beside him, walking through the huge hole he created. Man is a beast bro

He was quick to walk towards you, frantically yapping about who knows what.

"my most treasured empress! my sweet dear beloved! I was looking for you everywhere!"

He walked over to you, not even bothering to care about the fact that his whole arm to the shoulder was literally severed from his body.

How did he find you? Who cares! He has an upset wife sensor!

Before even touching you, he tilted his body to the side a little bit, almost as if he was studying your state with caution. He couldn't just risk having you erupt into a crying volcano of tears—which is why playing it safe was the best way to deal with the situation.

"darling?.. Dear?.. Honey?"

He smiled nervously at you, the sight of your heartbroken state was enough to hurt more than his arm being severed off. He couldn't bare witness to this, it hurt him too much.

You couldn't look him in the eye, which made him decide to crouch down a bit, just to meet your gaze. A soft warm feeling lingered in your chest when you felt his eyes on you.

"I...I'm so sorry for what I did. Beloved, I wasn't thinking right. Please...can you find it in your heart to forgive me...?"

He stared at your tear stained face, while you couldn't find strength to return the love he gave to you in that moment. Making him understand.

But who said it would stop him from having you? You were still his.

And with that, he gently took hold of your hand, putting your knuckles close to his face while it brushed against his lips.

Might as well use his charm. Right?

"dearest, I still care for you. Don't you dare disagree with me. You know I love you, we both know I do."

He gave your hand a little kiss, before sitting down with you and laying his head to rest on top of your shoulder.

"I'm not leaving until you forgive me"

"n..no ..."

"nope! Still not leaving."

Without realizing it, a trainwreck of emotions hit you hard. As you immediately stood up and sobbed, angrily yelling at the man who sat on the couch with an oblivious face.

"why did you do that to her? Kissing her? Having her be your new bride??? How dare you!!" You sobbed angrily, as he just stared up at you with a neutral face, before smiling.

"stop that, please...If you don't want to be with me, let's just-"

"hold it."

You stare back at him, while he slowly stood up, his figure towering over your smaller body. His gaze that was once staring up at you, was now staring down.

"beloved...don't defy me like this. You are still my wife. Please...we've been together for so long, don't let my foolish mistake get to you."

He used his arm to close the gap between you, bringing you into a hug. His hand gently resting on your head as you sobbed in his chest.

"I talked to the Valkyrie girl...and to my luck, she understood me well, and even offered to look out for me while I went around to look for you."

Giving a small smile, he continued.

"I swear...I'll think better next time. What I thought were feelings of love were actually just admiration. I could never feel that way towards someone who isn't you. Especially not a partner that I only knew for less than a day or two."

He then made you look up at him, his eyes flaring with confidence and hope..as well as one more thing that overpowered it all...

Love

You finally crack, and pull him into a kiss, which he gladly returned, as you both took your time, not realizing the three Valkyries standing in the doorway.

Alvitr, Goll, and Brunhilde who just sighed, Goll who watched with her mouth wide, and alvitr who was crossing her arms and huffing, happy that everything was removed easily.

"are you guys done or what?" Alvitr asked, concerned about how you both even make up after arguments, and why they don't last that long, but she knew better than to ask right away.

Your hands were all on his chest, not wanting to make any gaps while you both stared at each other in some lovey dovey trance.

"mhm" you and him replied in sync, not even looking at them. Eyes lost in the other's gaze. "Let's celebrate after this, alright, my sweet?"

You nodded at his words, giving him one more kiss.

"I'd be happy to."

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Em done, finally. Thank you for reading!

[nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx]

Helpless part 71, that's the moral of this story

"So."

"So." Neither of them wanted to start the conversation, uncomfortable silence filled the air.

"Are you going to tell me about your boyfriend or do I need to hunt him down and ask him?" He didn't even know what to say, he barely saw Thalia, they saw each other so little that talking always felt at bit weird.

"Why is that the first thing you ask?" He desperately wanted to shift the conversation back to what it was before, something that meant just about nothing.

"Because I have no idea what to say." After the mask had worn off the two barely knew eachother, to her he was still that three year old who tried to eat a stapler. The entire conversation was just a cover for how scared they both were, how clueless they were.

"We could just... not have this conversation?"

"Jason everyone's worried about you, what's going on?"

"Nothing, just... everything that's happened, life's a lot."

"I get that, are you doing okay?"

"Just stressed and nightmares."

"Prophetic nightmares?"

"No, Camp Jupiter was a lot, before me and Reyna were preator I mean. And seeing Nico passed out almost dead three times isn't exactly fun."

"Three times? Why did no one think to say anything? What the hell even happened?"

"First time he got attacked by a Cyclops, found him passed out outside of the Hades cabin with Piper passed out on top of him. The other two times... attempted suicide, well we can't be sure on the second one but that's what it looked like." He said each word so calmly it was like he was describing the weather and not how one of his best friends had almost died, he couldn't cry, his own mind wouldn't let him. Thalia didn't have any words, she could hardly imagine how hard that would be, how could he sleep after seeing his friends body so still, almost lifeless. "Don't worry about me, I've seen a lot but I'll be fine."

"You shouldn't have gone through it."

"No, it makes me who I am, it makes me a person. I'd rather have seen Nico there rather than seen his dead body. I saw Elliot's dead body and I hated it then, I hate it now, but it made me realise we needed change. I couldn't change their opinions but I could try; everyone goes through a lot, it's a part of life."

"It doesn't mean you have to handle it alone, you're allowed to have emotions, you're more than a solider."

"Are you sure about that because I'm not, I've been a solider my entire life, emotions are just what get in the way in that."

"You're a human, you're meant to feel something, being a soldier shouldn't compromise your humanity, you're more than that."

"When does humanity become weakness?"

"Maybe it's okay to be weak sometimes, let your guard down for once."

"That's how you get hurt."

"It's also how you can be happy, you let your guard down around Leo and he clearly makes you happy."

"I hurt Piper because of that."

"People will get hurt, no matter what you do, it's just a part of life. You've been hurt and you haven't let your guard down after you tried to eat that stapler so you might as well be happy. You've spent so long fighting but that doesn't define you, you're a person."

"I'm managing, thank you for coming out here Thalia."

"Reach out if you ever need anything okay?"

"Yeah okay," he knew he wouldn't, it's not how he was made and breaking away from that felt weird. "I just have one question, who's this girl you like? In the hunt? Camp? Mortal?"

"Tell me about you and Leo and I'll consider it."

"I asked what he'd do if I was gay, he asked what I'd do if he kissed me and yeah that happened. Then he ran off and I put my hand through an open flame to show my love and got scolded."

"I don't even want to know how the second part happened and why but that's adorable."

"So..."

"Well okay so I don't really know her, we sort of just met but she's kind of adorable in a she could probably kill you if she wanted to way."

"Just tell me who it is."

"Her name is Reyna."

"Reyna as in Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, daughter of Bellona, Preator of the 12th Legion?" He cringed at his pronunciation of her last name.

"That would be the one...?"

"I know her, she's terrifying, trust me you do not want to piss off her dogs."

"She has dogs?"

"I'm pretty sure I've seen those dogs eat people."

"They probably deserved it, they sound adorable, now how exactly do I ask her out?"

"No on has yet been brave enough to do that I'm pretty sure."

"Well I guess I'll be the first." Jason didn't tell her about Reyna apposing on removing the law which would make being gay punishable by death, he didn't even know what she thought anymore, things change. At least he hoped they had.

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WHY THE FUCK DID NO ONE TELL ME WRATH OF THE TRIPPLE GODDESS WAS OUT!?!?!?!!?

[mik0is0bored]

"So, what does she feel?"

Warning: talks of depression, suicide, self-harm, swearing.

She's told not to feel emotion.

So she doesn't. She hides it all away. Happiness? Suppressed into a barely noticed smile. Frustration? A blank gaze. Sadness? Tears are forced down.

Out of sight, out of mind.

She's exhausted. Mentally, emotionally and physically. Insomnia and depression don't make a good duo.

She starts up at her ceiling at night. Questioning everything that led her to this point in life.

Who is she?

Why?

Is there purpose?

Vague, deep questions plague her nights, making it damn near impossible for her to fall asleep.

"I have insomnia. Can we make an appointment with my doctor?" She asked, the dark circles under her eyes have become more and more noticable.

"No. You just don't try to fall asleep."

She just nodded.

"Can I please get a therapist?" She'd beg. She hated asking for help, but she couldn't do this bullshit anymore.

"I'm sick and tired of you saying you need therapy. You don't. Your just dramatic"

She nodded and mumbled an apology.

She sat in the bathroom, crying.

"You can't feel emotion." Was the words her mother spat at her.

Mothers shouldn't talk in such a cruel way to their children.

Then again, she had been told "to go to hell" once before. What's new? Nothing is, it won't change.

Her mom walks into the bathroom. She had an eye doctor appointment soon. Tears poured from her eyes, frustrated with herself as she texted her friend of what had happened, who was her therapist, it seemed.

The friend who she trusted to say how she had been struggling, how her mother didn't make it any better. The thoughts she had. The things she'd done.

The two scars that always glared up at her from her wrist.

She regretted those scars. But she didn't regret telling her friend since it made her feel less shitty when stuff happened.

"Your dad is on his way home, clean your mascara."

She didn't want to. She wanted her father to see what she went through when he wasn't home, but she knew he probably wouldn't believe her.

She nodded, expression blank.

If mom didn't want emotion, she wouldn't get it.

Nods and quite hums and mumbles of "yeah," "okay," and several others served as responses for the rest of the night.

She'd state out at the night sky, sitting at the picnic table in the backyard, listening to music through her headphones.

More specifically, Billie Eilish's music. Not in any order, not any specific album. Just her music.

"But I see her in the back of my mind, all the time"

She remembered herself as a little girl. Younger, laughing, smiling.

"Man, am I the greatest, my congratulations."

Pressures, expectations, grades, everything weighed against her shoulders. And she hated it. Having to live up to things she couldn't accomplish

Like trying to reach for the stars, but always failing.

"Sorry, I don't know how (sorry)"

She wanted to understand how and why, and what led up to this. The laughing little girl she used to be, now this shell of a person.

"I don't wanna talk right now. I just wanna watch TV."

To get her mind off of the cruelties of the world. To get the harsh things spoken to her by her mother out of her head.

Even if it was just for a little while.

So, what does she feel?

She doesn't know.

She wants to die. But she keeps living. No, not for herself. Because if she did, she would've been dead awhile ago.

She lived for her friend, the one she told everything, trusted, and cared about.

What she felt was too complex for her to describe.

So to put it in other words.

She was exauhsted.

I felt compelled to write something deep and emotional for no reason whatsoever, maybe to get myself to feel better thsn I do. Did it help? I don't know. But I hope readers like reading this like I did writing it.

@mik0is0bored, please don't copy or plagiarize my work.

[kyleoreillylover]

Undisputed Era x Fem!reader winning the Royal Rumble headcanons

Trigger Warnings: Typical wrestling violence, allusions to smut but no actual smut written, cursing.

A/N: This took so long because I am a perfectionist 😭 But I hope you guys enjoy this!!

Word had gotten around about Vince wanting some NXT wrestlers in the Royal Rumble to see what they were capable of

So you weren't suprised when Triple H pulled you aside after NXT went off the air to ask you to be apart of it.

You were already an established wrestler long before NXT, being one of the most accomplished female wrestlers in the world and the current and longest reigning NXT Women’s champion in history:)

Triple H hugged you before you left and told you to make him proud

And you intended to do just that

Once you tell the boys they are even more excited that you are 😭

They help you train in the weeks before the Royal Rumble

Bobby keeps an eye on you to make sure you arent overworking yourself

Adam gives you some tips and tricks because he’s the only one out of the 5 of you to be in a Royal Rumble

He might flirt with you in between sparring sessions but he calls that some “extra learning experience”

Roderick and Kyle keep your mind from going into anxiety mode that you normally have before big matches

Distracting you with kisses, playing some video games with you on the rare days you had off of work

Providing some good stress relief ;)

On the day of the Royal Rumble, once you got flew out with the rest of the wrestlers and went to your private dressing room.

You got your hair and makeup done and put on your special black and gold Undisputed Era gear when someone knocked on the door

When you answered it you were met with the smiling faces of Kyle, Roderick, Adam and Bobby.

They flew themselves out to surprise you and bought front row tickets to support you :)))

Your heart felt heavy with emotion and you flew into their arms in .5 seconds

“You guys didn’t have to do that.” You mumbled into their chests, your arms tightening around them.

“And watch our girl win the Royal Rumble on some shitty TV instead of live right in front of us? Not happening.”

You told them you would show your appreciation for them later ;)

They stayed with you outside the curtains until a stage tech tapped you told you you would be on in 5.

And remember how they hugged Kyle when he went out for his match against Finn for his NXT championship? That’s exactly how they hugged you before they left 🥹🥹

The cameras captured it and twitter exploded once they saw it 🥹🥹🥹

You were number 2 entrant and when you made your entrance, you weren’t expecting dead silence ofc but you also weren’t expecting your eardrums to burst from how loud the arena went once your music hit 😭

Especially since you were a heel 😭

You held your title up high, putting a smirk on your face as you stared down the Number one entrant, Becky Lynch, with the crowd chanting your name while making your way to the ring.

From the corner of your eye you saw your boys in the front row and you winked at them before getting in the ring.

The bell rang, and Triple H’s words rang through your mind as the biggest test of your career began

Time went by in a haze and it was nearing the 50th minute

Much to the shock of everyone else on the roster, you had racked up the most eliminations and also eliminated the four horsewomen

And you were sure as hell cocky about it!! And your men were too, you could hear them cheering from the crowd.

You were sweaty, beaten and bruised but you knew you couldn’t stop now.

You rolled into the ring from the edge of the ring after eliminating Nia Jax and saw there were only 2 other people left, Rhea Ripley and Asuka.

You stared down the 2 of them as the crowd got louder and louder with anticipation, wondering who would win.

The three of you ended up in the front of the ring, beating the life out of each other while trying to hang onto the ropes for dear life.

You were laid out from a vicious knee from Asuka, and you knew you had to get your ass up if you wanted any chance to win, but your body did not want to.

You could hear your boys and the crowd chanting for you to move, but your body only regirtered that once you saw Asuka slip something into her mouth, smirking as she made her way to you.

You moved at the last second, seeing Asuka mist Rhea and Rhea raking her eyes and screaming.

You knew this was your chance and you took it, drop kicking the both of them out of the ring and onto the floor.

You screamed in glee as soon as you saw them laid out on the floor, and it felt like time slowed down once the bell rang and you were announced as the winner.

You only registered what was happening when you felt yourself get picked up off the floor, the noise of the crowd being drowned out by you being spun around in the air.

“You did it! You fucking did it!” Adam yelled into your ear, spinning you around.

“I fucking did it!” You yelled back, your eyes beaming as he set you down. The others rushed into the ring, pushing past Adam to bring you into a tight hug.

“You did it, babe!!” Kyle cheered, his arms tightening around you as Bobby and Roderick hugged you from behind.

“We’re so freaking proud of you, y’know that?” Bobby tenderly said, his eyes shining with pride as he looked at you.

“I think I got that from how hard you’re hugging me.” You joked, squealing when they hugged you tighter.

“I was kidding!” They giggled at you before letting you go. Roderick smoothed your hair before giving you a kiss on your head. “You deserve this.” He whispered against your head before pulling back, and you blinked away the tears trying to come out of your eyes.

“Don’t make me cry, I have a reputation to keep.” You teased him, and he smiled at you before leaning down to help you go on his shoulder, Adam doing the same thing with Kyle and Bobby helping them lift you up.

You gave them one last smile before putting on a smirk and looking up at the crowd, who were on their feet and roared when you were lifted up.

And as you pointed to the Wrestlemania sign, standing on top of the world after the biggest win of your career and with the people you loved the most by your side, you never wanted to leave that moment.

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Yamadad headcanons:

The gays favorite English teacher trope

A personal headcanon that izuku is hard of hearing thanks to a certain Pomeranian with an explosive quirk. So, mic talks to izuku and finds out that he is hard of hearing (and I think we’ve come to the fairly unanimous decision that mic is also hard of hearing, if not deft), so he teaches izuku JSL

Soon, izuku is teaching some of the other students JSL after talking to them about how it would be a useful tool for hero work, and easier to communicate with both himself and mic!

Mic is e m o t i n a l about it

Soon, they start a JSL club!

His home room class is very excited about the JSL club and they go to as many meetings as they can, which makes mic very happy. Guys, he’s a dad. Guys, he’s crying

Koda is also very happy about the club because now, it’ll be easier for him to communicate with his classmates and teachers!

He has 10000% shit talked endeavor on Put Your Hands Up Radio after learning how horrible he is/was to, not only his student, whom he loves and cares for very much, but his entire family

He had never really liked endeavor before that, but now? Now he has a vendetta against him

One time, he heard the way endeavor was talking to Shouto and quickly shut that shit down, he got Shouto out of the situation and yelled at endeavor. A win-win.

Shouto bought a present mic plushie and refers to him as his “true dad”

Mic didn’t know about this until someone, probably Aizawa, who heard from one of the students in his hell class, told him about it.

Let me tell you, he was so proud. Referred to Shouto as, “his son” one time in front of endeavor.

The aftermath, well… it was worth it.

Has worked with the girls of class A and kiri, Sero, Iida, and izuku to collect evidence against mineta so that he can *finally* be expelled. Looking at you, Aizawa

He has had Jirou come on his show with him. She loves going with him. She picks out some songs and they talk on air about music

Talks with izuku about his analysis. I am a firm believer in mic loving quirk analysis. He is so excited once he hears about izuku’s notebooks and asks if he can show some of them to nezu

Usually tall men offend me. But mic can stay. So can Fatgum.

Is very good at helping the students through panic attacks and has done so a number of times, especially after the villain attacks

So. Many. Dad. Jokes.

What he wasn’t expecting was for students to joke back

Momo is the most surprising one though. She loves puns, and he got so excited the first time he heard her tell one

Once he learns how izuku’s past teachers treated him, he was our for blood. He brought it up with nezu, and soon Aldera Middle was no longer. Such a shame. Pity.

Izuku got very emotional about it for obvious reasons. Like,, the only person who had ever really cared about him up until U.A. Was his mother, and later on all might, but he never went to anyone for help.

He didn’t even mean to bring it up, really. He just mentioned that his old teachers would purposely “lose” assignments that he had handed in.

Mic asked him more about it, and he (awkwardly and nervously) told him about it.

Our dear found family father’s blood was boiling.

I think he should get a therapy dog. And I think sometimes, he brings them to school. And I think that he lets the kids pet him. I think he let the kids name him.

Okay, so. Let’s say that Jirou and Shinsou both intern with him one time. He puts them on air for his radio show, and he helps both of them get more confident in their abilities. On patrols, he lets them observe at first, but as time goes on and they get more confident in their abilities, he lets them interfere as well

He helps the students who don’t have a lot of self confidence in themselves or their quirks (namely momo, Monoma, kirishima, Aoyama, Tokoyami, shinsou, and izuku).

He helps momo become more decisive and confident in her abilities

He helps Tokoyami become less afraid of dark shadow and teaches them both how to work together instead of Tokoyami having to rein dark shadow in all the time

Kirishima talks about how his quirk isn’t very strong or flashy, but mic tells him how his quirk os considered flashy, and how that wasn’t a good thing as a child. How people got mad at him for losing control of his quirk, and tells kirishima that his quirk is powerful and very good for protecting people which, in the end, isn’t that what being a hero is all about?

He helps shinsou become less self conscious about his quirk. He tells him how some people used to call both him and Aizawa villains, and look how far both of them have come!

So, let’s say at this point mic knows about one for all and everything. So. HE TELLS IZUKU THAT HE WOULD MAKE A GREAT HERO WITH OR WITHOUT A QUIRK. DON’T @ ME

Anyway

I hope you enjoyed!! Feel free to add on if you want!! :D

[nelliesnellie]

Hit by a Tegan And Sara Shaped Brick

Have you ever heard a song for the first time in over a decade, completely forgotten about? It hits you like a fucking brick. Or that's how it works for me anyway.

This is basically a journal-y musing about Tegan And Sara, growing up kinda repressed, and mowing lawns while listening to college radio.

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I'm having a pretty angsty day as it is — something that listening to Tegan And Sara was never bound to help. But I have a 12ish-year-old mental note rattling around my brain that says "listen to Tegan and Sara" and I needed to clear some clutter. Besides, apparently I'm a dyke in Canada. To not give them a go would be simply irresponsible.

So picking an album somewhat at random, I put on The Con. Immediately good shit. I can get pretty nostalgic about 2000s indie music, even though I only got into it in like 2010. Maybe missing out on the heyday is part of that nostalgia — after all, nostalgia is based missing an experience more than it is living one. I got through two-thirds of the album. It's a great experience. This is no surprise. I am, in fact, the demographic. Every time one of their songs has come up in the past its made me want to do this dive and it was not disappointing.

And then the song "Nineteen" starts playing. I'm hit by a peculiar wave of emotion and I stop playing Tetris mid-game. THIS WAS IT. I had heard it once before, about 12 years ago, and was immediately smacked upside the head with a clear memory.

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In my mid-teens I had a summer job mowing lawns. Yeah that's right. I'm intimately familiar with the blended smell of fresh cut grass, gasoline, and occasionally hot dog shit. The sound of the mower engine masking a chorus of bugs. This was in Northern New York — a largely rural place which comes with most of the expectations one might have of the American countryside.

It was an awkward place to grow up as a queer indie kid. Hell, I didn't have the resources to even begin to understand that I was a transfeminine lesbian. I just knew I was different, that something was off.

I did not take for granted any accessible source of "cool music." This included the local college radio station. It went to shit by the time I attended that school, but in my mid-teens it was exactly what one wants of a college radio station, playing its delightful indie nonsense. And when I mowed lawns, I would often tune in on the radio built into my chunky, noise-protective headset I wore to protect me from the wretched sound of the combustion engine.

And that's how I heard "Nineteen" by Tegan And Sara for the first time. And the song HIT. It's full of this longing passion. To me it evoked a deep yearning for something I couldn't even articulate. "I felt you in my legs before I even met you." It was aesthetically and thematically evocative of something I was missing without being able to articulate. Something so deep I don't think I could've spoken about it, to quote an entirely separate artist. And their sound has this undeniable "cool girl" energy that was deeply aspirational to me in a way I didn't even understand at the time (classic trans girl egg situation).

In spite of all that, I never followed up on looking them up though. Probably because this was the iTunes days when I only got music from sharing mp3s with friends, the weekly free iTunes downloads, and the occasional iTunes giftcards. But it was one of those memorable first-listen experiences, like the time I first heard Regina Spektor laying in my bed one night listening to the same station on a shitty handmedown mp3 player that had a built in radio. Ugh. Why does Spektor have to be a Zionist?

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I think this aesthetic of cool-girl longing is why it hit me so hard back then, and hearing it for the second time at nearly 30. By this point I've found myself, I've found my people, I've found my life. I've made it across that enigmatic chasm I felt the first time I heard it. It's not really a journey I think about that often, it just is what it is. But this time it just swept me down like an undertow.

I don't even know that its an amazing song. Like its a GOOD song. But I feel like my subjective experience is what makes it really hit.

Time travel is a heavy drug. Maybe next time I'll talk about hearing Tubthumping for the first time as an adult lmao.

[rennsdeaddoves]

The Future Past.

ya'll i don't know where this came from but i just started to type and it wouldn't stop. idk what part of the story this is gonna be from but it is definitely before Rukong is a thing.

enjoy!

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the fire had long since burned itself out, but still, Rue refused to sleep, her golden eyes stayed locked on the dying embers and spreading ash seemingly captivated her attention. Wukong rolled his eyes at her, she was being stubborn again and if she didn't sleep soon she would complain all fucking day tomorrow about being tired and he was not about to deal with that.

walking over to the human girl he put his hand on her shoulder to shake her out of whatever funk she was in, but as soon as the palm of his hand made contact with the exposed flesh of her shoulder his eyes widened as he was forcefully pulled away from his body and into somewhere new.

the Sun was high in the sky and the Monkey King could make out many tall boxes all around him. The noise was overbearing and so much was going on, but he had to focus on finding Rue and returning. off in the distance he heard the unmistakable laugh of his second human companion, it was lively, and there was an air about it that made it distinctly hers. he followed it through the crowd, being carful not to run into anyone or draw any unwanted attention to himself, and within time he caught up to the laughter, only to find someone he did not recognize...

it looked like Rue, hell she even sounded like her too, but her hair was completely greyish blond, and her clothing was like nothing he's ever seen (it showed too much skin in his opinion), she carried herself differently than the Rue he knew... Wukong didn't know how to place it but something was fundamentally different... but he had to take the chance.

"Rue!" he called, chasing after the girl, "RUE!" he tried again louder, this time finally managing to clap her shoulder. however, once contact was made everything but them stop, all life, every sound, the very breeze itself stilled. Rue wiped around, a face full of fury and a hand raised like she was about to hit him but as soon as she saw who it was her eyes widened. Her hand faltered and her whole demeanour shifted, clothing too, into the human he knew. she looked at him with something akin to fear and his chest constricted, never in all of their time together had she ever feared any of them.

"wha-" her voice cracked.

she looked back to the girls she had just been walking beside, opting to completely ignore Wukong (which infuriated him) she shook their shoulders but nothing budged. Wukong could see tears pooling in the corners of her eyes and thought she deserved it.

"are you fucking done? we have a master to get back to you wimp"

he snapped at her, and she turned on him full fury on her face.

"am I fucking done? WHAT KIND OF EMOTIONLESS BASTARD ARE YOU?!?"

her fist collided with his chest, but he just stood there, looking down at her with pity.

"the kind that really doesn't want to deal with your shit right now."

a resounding smack echoed around them. it bounced off the walls of the buildings and beyond. Wukong's eyes widened at the sting he felt on the left side of his face and noticed that he was looking in another direction.

Rue had slapped him.

"EVERY DAY I BOTTLE IT UP! EVERY FUCKING DAY I HELP YOU AND YOUR MASTER, I HELP YOU ALL GET PAST THINGS AND MOVE FORWARD TO YOUR GOALS NOT KNOWING IF I WILL EVER RETURN TO MINE!!!"

he looked at her with wide eyes, he had never seen such fury and sadness combined into one swirling emotion until right this second. and something in his gut told him that it was wrong.

"ALL OF YOU ONLY THINK ABOUT YOUR ENDINGS!! TRIPITAKA AND HIS ENLIGHTENMENT, YOU DEMONS AND YOUR PARDONS!! BUT WHAT ABOUT ME?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF I GET TO GO FUCKING HOME!!!"

he took a step forward, arms spread, ready to receive, something in him told him she needed this... more than he needed to keep up his pride and whatever other lies he put on for his group. right at this moment Rue did not need the mighty Sun Wukong, great sage and monkey king.

she needed a friend.

when he finally managed to get his arms around her in an embrace she beat at his chest again, every hit that echoed through his ribcage only made him hold just a little tighter. And finally, when she realized he wasn't letting her go, her anger melted into anguish. Sobs racked through her body, tearing from her chest, up her throat, and ripping out of her mouth. when her knees gave out Wukong gently guided them both to the floor, her hands had gripped so tightly to his clothing that she was beginning to pull at his fur but he didn't care. swallowing his pride once more, he spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dismissed you like that."

the apology only made her sob harder. burying herself further into his hold. he panicked slightly but got over it fast and settled them into a more comfortable position.

he waited till her sobbing turned to crying, then eventually the crying gave way to hiccups and Wukong was relieved she was ok.

when she looked up at him, her eyes were full of shame.

"I- I shouldn't have yelled like-"

"stop."

her mouth shut quickly.

"you had every right to." he could feel himself filling with shame, "how long have those emotions burdened you?"

he wanted to know how long she felt like that? when did her mind begin to conger the worries that this journey was hopeless for her? why hadn't she said anything to Master about it? surely he would have been able to soothe her worries on the subject.

"it was when i brought it up with Tripitaka..."

'Are you FUCKING kidding me?!?!?!' what kind of stupid bullshit had that monk said to her??

"actually, never mind... I'll only get angrier if you tell me"

he needed to find something for her to talk about and fast. so he pointed to the girls she was with before.

"who are they?"

she looked surprised that he's even asked, but she turned around in his arms and began her explanation.

"They were my friends... we had met in our first year in a humanities lecture and it turned out we were in the same tutorial. our teacher had put us all together for a group project and after that, our friendship only grew."

Rue took a deep breath, pointing to the furthest one; "that Alex, she wants to get into medical school to be able to support her parents, but she's also an amazing singer."

she pointed to the next one, the one she was beside; "that's Vivian, her goal is to be a successful author one day, make one of the best high-fantasy sci-fi books the world has ever read. and she had some kick-ass ideas."

finally, the last girl who was on the other side of Rue; "that's Sam, she got in on a sports scholarship and is trying to make it to the Olympics for high diving. we go to every one of her meets and then get food afterwards."

she seemed more at ease now, definitely more relaxed than she had been.

"they sound really nice."

it was all he could say, he didn't know what half of those things were but by her tone they were important.

"they were. I miss them so much... and my parents. I think about them all the time and what they must think happened to me..."

the amount of pain in her voice when she said that almost broke something in him. but to that front her could relate.

"i think of my home every day" he admitted, "I think of what all of the monkeys are doing if they are ok. I think about if Yu Xi had her children alright, and I wonder how they are growing."

damn! he was making himself fucking depressed thinking about it now.

"Yu Xi?"

Rue sounded curious, so Wukong, knee-deep in memories himself, divulged; "she was one of the cubs born after I took my spot as king. I watched her grow and find a love of her own, she was like a god-daughter to me. before I got sealed under the mountain I took the time to catch up with everyone in the cave. she was pregnant at the time... I never knew what happened after, but I like to think that she and her cubs are safe."

slowly the landscape around them both faded, Rue and Wukong were back in the camp, in front of a fire that had long since died, not even embers were left.

Wukong shook his head and rubbed his eyes, finally back to normal. Rue blinked and shook herself out of it as well.

"thank you"

he looked at her with confusion, but as she stood up and faced him, she also grabbed his hands. Wukong didn't know what to do, on one had he wanted to pull away and blow off this whole thing, but on the other something about her eyes captivated him.

"thank you for telling me about Xu Yi, I'm sure her and the rest and living wonderfully waiting for the day you can return to them."

Rue began to turn away, but Wukong didn't let go of her hands.

"I'll make sure you get home. you will see your friends again."

she smiled, nodded to him and walked away, from her posture and the look in her eyes...

she didn't believe him.

[lovelykil]

「 Come to Terms 」

butters x male reader older ver.

cw; angst (I am so bad at writing it LMAO)

note; I wanna start writing more butters content tbh if anyone has some butters requests plslslspls tell me ty 🤭

The fragile blonde male watched as you carelessly threw yourself onto your female friends, laughing at their jokes. Putting a hand on their shoulder occasionally and glancing at them in a flirt. Butter's heart ached, even though this was pretty normal for him he still didn't understand why you did that.

He messed with his hands, fidgeting to calm him. Why did you always make him feel so unwanted? Like he was just a experiment toy. Lying to his face with your feelings?

All he wanted was to feel loved by you, but you just couldn't come to terms with your sexuality.

"Y/n, why do you flirt with other girls when you're supposed to be with me?" Butters pulled away from you, his hand laying on your chest. You pulled away from him in a grumble, feeling your eyes roll inside your eye sockets from the ruined intimacy moment.

You let go of Butters to stick your hands in your pockets "You're such a buzz kill, let me live will you? And I don't flirt with them they do it with me first." You crossed your arms, not seeing a problem with what your boyfriend was trying to tell. Though you couldn't care less all he was to you was a mere experiment trying to see if you actually liked guys or not.

But you wouldn't be caught dead kissing him in public.

Butters looked at you, his face conflicted.

His hands rolled up in a tight fist ready to speak his mind, hopefully to get you to get a grasp of what he felt. His chest tightened, and a rush of heat washed over him, causing his face to turn a deep shade of red. The surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins, electrifying his senses.

It felt like he was going to explode, but.. a tear rolled down his pasty white cheek.

Soon more tears streamed down his face, his fist were no longer digging into his flesh they were loose and dangling from the sides of his pants.

Your eyes wandered towards the weeping small male his head was low and his pride crushed, you mentally cursed to yourself, clicking your tounge slightly.

"Butters I-"

"I don't want to hear it okay? I'm so done and tired of you throwing me to the side because you can't make up your mind about your sexuality!"

"You're reaching too far Stotch." You stepped closer to him, obviously offended by what he said. You couldn't help but feel suddenly uncomfortable your eye twitched as you stared at the blonde male.

Butters let out a faint laugh, his head slowly rising up you rose your brow from his change of emotion. He looked into your eyes, wiping his with his hands. Once he was finished he took in a deep breath and shook his head in disappointment.

"We can't be together anymore, I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I'm not your experimental toy, when you come to terms with yourself then this can work." Butters moved close to where you were standing he was only inches away from your face, you leaned back slightly in hesitation but moved in shortly after, feeling his hand on your face.

"I love you Y/n." He whispered, his voice low and downhearted but still managed to sound genuine with a soft look in his light blue eyes. His words hit deep in your heart almost like a knife plunged deep into a wound, it hurt like fucking hell and you didn't know what to do.

"I-.."

"Bye Y/n." Butters hand returned to his sides, he took one long glance at you, his eyes fixed on your stunned expression before leaving with a sad small.

He closed the door behind him as he left.

You stood in your room looking at your floor in disbelief, guilt, and shame.

"What the fuck is happening to me?"

[queenmiarys]

The Royal Romance none Royal

Mini series: through hell and back

Face claims: Elyse Dufour as Olivia Nevrakis, Steven Strait as Anton Severus

Synopsis: Olivia falls in love with a successful businessman, everything not  as perfect it seems. 

Pairing: Olivia and Anton for now.

Rated M 

Warning: some chapters will contain domestic violence, Emotional abuse, NSFW (lemon) , 18+ Only

Most characters belong to Pixelberry , Amelia Rys, Juliana Beaumont belong to me.

Song inspiration : hell and back. 

Part 1: First impressions

It  was 5 am. Olivia hit her alarm and jumped out of bed "Ki,  are you going to work out with me today?"

"OMG, Liv really it's 5am." She says barely woke good, she barely opened one eye to check her phone 

"It's the best time." Olivia said. 

Kiara turned back over and covered her head with her blanket. "Get up ki, you've been begging me to start helping you to get in better shape,  so get  your lazy butt up, I'll give you 5 seconds.

"Oh God really Liv?"

I have my ice cold water ready, don't make me use it."

They got to  Piedmont park, and worked out for a good hour.

"Can we please go home?"

"Come on ki, to look this good you gotta put in effort, besides I know you have your eyes on a certain someone." She said with a wink. 

"Hmmm and who is this someone?"

"Really ki, don't think I haven't noticed your eyeing our new neighbor across the hall from us, I saw you checking her out."

Kiara rolled her eyes."I'm not even sure if I'm into girls or just sick of men."

"Ki, you'll figure it out you're only 20 in a few months, how about one more lap around and I'll treat us to a non fat Latte."

"You should start with a latte, but I need food,  that blueberry smoothie gone."

As they came around the last lap,Kiara noticed a man sitting watching them "Liv, I believe one of us has an admirer."

The man noticed they caught him staring, he placed his glasses on and walked over. "Hello beautiful ladies, sorry for just staring at you it's just rare to see someone so natural these days.

"I'm Kiara and this is Olivia." Olivia nudge her side, giving her an annoyed look.

"Well it's nice to meet you Olivia." He said as he brushed his lips across the back of her hand. "I know you don't know me but I would love it if you had dinner with me sometime, here's my number if you need some time to think about it."

"Ki, come on let's go." 

Once they made it to Olivia's car Kiara looked at her in disbelief. "Really Liv, you haven't been out in almost 3 years, look I know you loved or still love Drake, but just giving up is not the answer, you are only 20, and that guy is totally handsome and into you, at least consider it you deserve one night to be treated like a queen."

. 

Later in the week. 

Liv placed the paper with Anton's number on top of her desk, asking herself should she actually give him a chance. It was now Thursday and it had been 4 days.

She picked up the paper, staring at it for a while before finally deciding to call him. 

"You reached Anton, sorry I've missed your call, please leave a short detailed message at the tone and I'll return your call as soon as possible, And as always have a wonderful day." 

She hung up, and laid across her bed. 

3 Hours later. Olivia was half asleep when she heard her phone go off, Good Afternoon this Anton with tech support. How may I help you today?"

He immediately recognized her voice. "I'm so sorry I have my cell connected  to my work phone, just in case someone runs into problems and they transfer them to me."

"So what do you do?" 

She could hear him  yarning through the phone. "I'm the CEO of world tech, my family owns it."

'Wait you're Anton Severus?' 

"That would be me, wait you heard of me,?" She could hear him smiling against the phone."

"My father owns PC tech, I have an upcoming meeting with you next week to explain our brand.'

" Oh wow, I can't believe I didn't recognize your name, but I gotta be honest I expected Mrs.Nevrakis

She became quiet for a moment, and charged the subject, her mom died of stage 2 lung cancer, five days before her 12th birthday. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to upset you, are you still there 

"Yes I'm here, it's okay my mom passed away a long time ago and you didn't know." 

"Again I apologize."

He yawned again. "Olivia I'm glad you called me, I would love to take you out sometimes, is that something you would like?" 

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"Okay I'll love too."

"Perfect, send your address and I'll pick you up Saturday evening around 7, is that okay?"

"How about we meet up, I'm still getting to know you Mr. Severus, just in case you turn out to be some psychopath I will have a way home." Olivia joked.

He didn't say anything for a minute. " Very well then, I'm just glad you accepted my invitation." He yawned again. ..

"Good night, it sounds like someone needs to rest."

"You're right, I do, been up since 5 am."

"Wow, please go get some rest." They hung up and she turned to see Kiara standing in the door." How long have you been there?

"Long enough to know that you finally decided to call him." 

She threw a pillow at her. "I know when I'm not wanted. Kiara said while sticking her tongue out making a silly face. 

"Ki, wait since you're all up in my business, what about you, have you introduced yourself to the girl next door?"

"No, I haven't even seen her again." 

"Come with me Ki?"

"And just where are we going?" 

"To meet her, she's been here nearly 2 weeks now."

They stepped out in the hallway and walked to the women's door and knocked on the woman door. 

"Be there in a second." The woman called out. Once she opened the door wearing a yellow and white sundress. Kiara ran her eyes up and down her body sending chills down her body

She noticed Kiara checking her out and blushed. " Sorry to interrupt your day, we live across the hall and just wanted to meet you." Olivia spoke.

"That was so sweet of you to do, I'm Hana Lee nice to meet you, and you are?" 

"I'm Olivia and this is Kiara."

"Would you like to come in?" 

"Maybe another time, for me at least but perhaps Kiara might want to stay, I have an early day tomorrow. She nudged her side

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Saturday evening.

Olivia had got home and showered and changed into a sexy black and red dress, on que Anton texted the address,at the same time phone rong. 

"Hello?" Hey Liam, how are you?"  you want to meet Sunday?" Okay I'll be there." 

Another call came through. "Max what's up?"

"A little bird told me you have a hot date tonight." 

"Damn ki, she mumbled under her breath."It's just dinner 

"I'm happy for you, that you're getting back out there, for a minute there I thought I was going to sign you up for speed dating on tictoc  or something."  He laughed. 

"Max I'm a big girl, I can manage my own dating life." 

"Okay got it boss."

"Max it's after 7 let me get out of here, before he thinks I abandoned him." 

"Later Liv." 

It took her 20 minutes to arrive at the restaurant, it was a very  upscale Greek restaurant. 

"Good day Ma'am' I'll take your car and this gentleman will show you to your table Ms. Nevrakis

"Wait, how do you know my name?"

"Mr. Severus has brought out the entire restaurant for the evening for just the 2 of you." The man said

"Thank you." 

"Wow, fancy, all this for me?"

"What can I say, I really like you a lot Olivia." 

They sat and ate dinner and talked.

"So why did you buy this place for just the two of us?" She was curious.

"I take it you don't read teck today?" 

"No sorry, but I believe my father does 

"Well I was on the cover 6 months ago, I have strange women wanting to take pictures and to meet me. I have this one who asked me to marry her, even though I know nothing about her, so for your sake I didn't want them heckling you." He said with a smirk. 

"Wow, I'm really enjoying myself here."

.

"Did you believe you wouldn't?"

"Honestly I didn't know, I went on a date a few months back and had a terrible time." I was left fronting a $100.00 dinner bill this guy climbed to have lifted  his wallet at home."

" That, sob I'm sorry, that happened to you."

"Would you like dessert ?"

"Love some."

After leaving the restaurant Anton offered to follow Olivia to make sure she got home okay.

"That's okay, I'm fine we live in a safe neighborhood." 

"Please,  I won't feel comfortable leaving you alone, even though it's only 11:00

She let out a sigh. " Come on, you can follow me.

Once they got to her apartment, they stood at the front entrance. " Would you like to come in?

"Sure I would love it if it would get me more time with you." He said, smiling down at her.

Once they entered, they were greeted by the door man, in order to use the elevator you had to have a pass key or a guest pass key, they reached the 22nd floor, and walked to her apartment 2203. "How about we can watch a movie or we could talk some more." She said nervously.

"We could do that, I won't try anything,  you don't seem ready for right now, but do you mind if I kiss you?"

"I suppose that would be fine, and thank you for understanding." 

He didn't say much, they made out and found a movie on Netflix. Before they knew it they were both sound asleep on the sofa when Kiara returned home at 3am. 

Olivia heard a noise and quickly jumped up on her feet. "Who's there to speak now?

"It's just us Kiara peeped from the kitchen, followed by Hana.

"What the hell are you two doing at 3 am?"

"I was just showing her around, then we went to this new club about 3 blocks from here."

Kiara smiled. "I assumed you had a good time, you usually don't bring a date home."

They didn't hear Anton but he was standing in the doorway." I'm glad to hear that this type of thing isn't normal for you either." They all jumped at the sound of his voice.

",Hello again Kiara right?. And I don't know your name. 

"I'm Hana, the new neighbor across the hall. Nice to meet you, and you are?" 

"I'm Anton." 

"Olivia, I'm so sorry I fell asleep on you, but I must say that's the nicest sofa I ever slept on." 

They all laughed. Well it's 3:30, lucky I'm off the weekends but I would like to get home and get some rest."

Well I'd better too, get home myself, nice meeting you."

Olivia walked him out and Kiara walked Hana to her apartment.

Once Olivia made it back upstairs Kiara was waiting. 

"So how did your date really go?"

"Ki, nothing to tell, he was a gentleman the whole time." 

"How about you and Hana?" 

"That wasn't a date, besides I don't even know if she's that way yet." 

"Good night Ki, I need some sleep if I'm going to meet Liam and Mia later."

"Okay love you, night."

"Love you more."

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[alittlebitgoofy]

Hiii! I am definitely in the Spice and Sugar brainrot right now, do you have any head cannons for them? (Or just Spice, as I see your tumblr has much more posts about her 🥰

you opened up pandoras box here bestie you may live to regret this /lh

i'm going to list sutff and go into detail if my brain says so, if not it'll just be a dumb sentance

sugar is the smarter twin, she's not smart but she can do basic addition and multiplication which is more than spice

spice has the brain of an orange cat

twin telepathy is real and they communicate through looks

(specificaly for the college au) they both study fashion and are pissed they got put in different classes for some stuff despite sugar studying more crafting/design oriented things and spice doing photography

spice does not know how to talk to anyone other than sugar for long periods of time, has been known to just repeat stupid shit to get some kind of a reaction and gauge from that whether she's doing the social thing right or not

sugar is an inch taller, spice is 57 mintues older

they share pretty much everything but spice is very particular about how her wardrobe is organised (by type of clothes, then fabric then colour) and if sugar tries to hang something up spice will commit a crime ...she learns to leave stuff on spice's bed

sugar always has to help spice with her essays

adhd/autism twin combo

they have a tradition of watching some kind of show (usually antm or some sitcom they watched as kids) every friday. nothing is allowed to intterupt this. if it does all hell will break loose

they argue about the dumbest shit but always have each others back, someone called sugar annoying once and spice had to be dragged off before she broke something

spice is very capable of breaking things and has done in the past especially when she's emotional. girl is dangerous.

they eat more carrots than any sane person would, peppered carrots. always. only. the people who live on their floor wonder who the fuck is eating a bag of carrots a week. the twins are strange creatures

ok now i'm going into spice specific headcanons bc i wanna talk about her and luxx as a duo/couple/gay people:

no one is allowed to touch her hair without explicit permission, the only real exception is luxx or sugar. if not she will flip her shit

she refuses to wear pink, it's sugar's colour. same with sugar and red

spikes. spikes on everything. she just likes touching them

has an uncanny ability to just read emotions to the point luxx is a little scared, she just knows something that no one else does

she is always ready to give the bratz timeline at the drop of a hat, sometimes just does because she's bored.

scared of spiders despite loving the aesthetic, squeals to sugar to deal with them or luxx if she isn't around.

luxx is never concerned about spice realising they like her because everything goes straight over her head

it takes sugar pointing out that the way she talks about/looks at luxx is not platonic for spice to even realise she has feelings for them

needs affection to survive, very touchy. spice is the only person who's allowed to cuddle luxx

both of them have echolalia, spice mimics luxx a lot who will just mimic her right back. sugar tells them to shut up

[goldeneyedgirl]

flattering ask time: baby-verse is an obssession. i love how you put these two totally non-parents weirdos as such a childcare team. like, jasper is fucking frozen because his son - who he feeds, baths, put in bed, play with and cuddles - called him...daddy. i just know parenthood hit him hard with that one.

damage alice is another obssession. as a neurodivergent person myself, it's so funny to me that we both have very similar "episodes".

now the questions about both of these fics: would you say that jasper is more of a warm/soft parent or the emotional distant parent who, at the same time, is always there for his son (since you already told here he is, in fact, a good dad). and, for damage alice, are you going with opportunist cullens who see alice as an experiment or something to be saved because they need to prove to god that they are good people and stuff, or with nice cullens who just want to take care of this little girl and give her a home?

(now, english isn't my first language, so excuse me if there are any mistakes ❤)

I am SO flattered that baby-verse seems to be so loved because Alice and Jasper are, like, the most pro-choice of the Cullens (as a side note, I think Emmett is also pro-choice because he saw first-hand what large families stuck in poverty went through.) So the idea of them juggling a dependent life is kind of insanity. But Alice is a perfectionist, and Jasper is both devoted to Alice and hugely overprotective, so they would figure out something that worked.

For Jasper's parenting style, it's different depending on the angle you look at it from. Jasper is very, very quietly involved. He is incredibly warm with Oliver, and very emotionally available for him throughout his life, but as Oliver gets older (especially once he's in his teens and young adult years), he realizes just how little he knows about his father. Alice also knows that Jasper is an equal parent to her - he knows Oliver's teachers' names, his favourite movie, allergies, crush etc. But to anyone on the outside, it would very much look like Alice was the primary caregiver - even Emmett gives him some hell for letting Alice do a lot of the heavy lifting. Jasper does this intentionally, as a protective thing, as a way to conceal his own vulnerabilities. It also helps when Oliver is just too old to convincingly look like their kid and becomes a cousin or a younger sibling to outsiders. As an adult, Oliver would say that his father is very mysterious to everyone but Alice, but that Jasper was a very good father (much to Jasper's relief. He has a LOT of anxiety over the idea of a 'good' father.)

I started Damaged Alice years ago before I realized and was diagnosed as neurodivergent and it's eye-opening how many behaviours I incorporated that imply Alice is ND. I hate the way that the transformation makes vampires 'perfect' - it's so boring and ableist. Give me Esme with OCD and anxiety, and Emmett with bear-attack scars, and Rosalie who has to wait for her physical wounds to heal and ugh. There is nothing thrilling about straight, white, Mormon neurotypical people.

In Damaged Alice, the Cullens kind of fall in between both categories. There was a plot point that Alice was sent to find the Cullens by the Groundskeeper (who heard about them from Alice and her visions), because they would protect her. There is a letter to explain the situation - I don't know whether I will keep that, honestly, because I like the idea of Alice being a mysterious figure.

But when Alice does arrive and is clearly not NT, the Cullens take her in for protection because they genuinely care about this poor girl's welfare (you can argue that their sentiment is apart of their Good Christian Family act but Carlisle's faith has shaped so much of who he is and how he approaches his family and vampirism, that it's impossible to split the two). At that point, she definitely functions as someone much younger and her newborn state has left her with a lot of feral behaviours and impulse control (there's a temper tantrum in a shopping mall because she wants a pet rabbit).

As time moves on, it's more and more clear that the Cullens have put her in a box because they don't expect her condition to change, when the venom is healing the damage to her brain - it's just a very, very slow process. Even after Jasper arrives and Alice latches onto him and improvement is made, the Cullens still resist letting her evolve and mature. They really expect her to stay childlike and dependent on them. Carlisle has an invested interest in her mental state, being a doctor, and Esme likes having someone she can dote on like a child.

And a lot of Alice's ND behaviours - lack of eye-contact, going non-verbal, meltdowns - are things that the Cullens try to cure her of; and they never really understand that Alice is dealing with excess sensory input because of her visions. A lot of her meltdowns are because of visions (especially when she sees Jasper fighting in the South). And her family really don't understand that. But no family is perfect (especially not families with ND individuals), and Alice and Jasper understand each other here (and in all my fics, lets be real).

Thank you so much for your ask, and your English is perfect <3