#otp: if these sheets were the states

[digimonadventurezero]

Well...

Not sure how many people are still following this blog, or rather who's still interested on those headcanons + ideas i had in the past...

But Rui's existence goes against ▽ events and i'd like to clarify that i don't think it's a TOTAL RETCON like a ton of people are either celebrating or complaining.

I'd like to give you my own "solution" to keep Maki and Daigo + their group existing in the timeline.

First, the frustrating part about working with ▽ events and them is that there's no information about their respective ages, and we saw them in Uni as well. A friend of mine pointed this out as the biggest problem to use ▽ as it is. You either pick it or 02TB. My research about the said backstory scenes in pt4 led me to discover that... those scenes also are hard to know when they take place.

Not even the ref sheets has a single age or grad to get an approximated age for them, or when those scenes took place. They only state that those two designs are from "Elementary School" and "University" -- but the Elementary grades are not even here!? Unlike the Adv'99 & 02 kids' profiles in their respective series, which listed at least their school grades so you could know they're around their 10s.

But we know the original lore from Adv'99 + 02 -- there were other groups before Taichi & Daisuke's. One of them were depicted in Adv'99 anime and novel -- a group of five kids, and four of them got their partners evolved into the Holy Beasts (according to the Adv'99 novel). This is also used in ▽ pt4, at least. They changed a few details alas, but my point is... Until here it's everything OKAY, right?

The problem starts with the Uni scene and them being Data Bureau agents in 2005. It could mean they're way older than Taichi -- including Rui (who's a leap baby from 1992!) and this would get in conflict with their own Digi-Adventure flashbacks. Many people believed they weren't from the 90s but before the 90s because of that. You could then think they had no relation to the math lore or something, but then the presence of Homeostasis in that cold-opening for pt4 and the digivice model makes things EVEN WORSE to work with.

But like i said, i love both Maki-Daigo and Rui so i want them to co-exist. Hence why i'm believing in a partial retcon in terms of those two's ages. And it's quite recently that we all got more info about the math lore, and more confusing statements in the end...

Anyway, my solution is:

Maki-Daigo's group is indeed the quintet mentioned in Adv'99 & Novels. They were around Adv!Taichi's age when they went to the DW but possibly the other three in the group were either 2 or 3 years older. Maybe they're like the 02 kids, and weren't chosen exactly in the same year? Possibly the oldies were the other 3 who got mons alongside Menoa (she's the same age as Taichi and got her mon in 97), But Daigo and Maki got their mons in 98, alongside other 7 people...? And their Adventure was indeed in 1998.

Daigo's love confession scene has no calendars or anything to point the year he had confessed his love for her, besides being SNOWING outside -- so it's probably Winter. They're said to be Uni students, so my conclusion is...

... That the Data Bureau possibly recruited them around that time, and they're not even in their 30s in ▽? They might be even 19 years old, and only got high roles in the Data Bureau because of their title as Chosen Children and connection with Homeo + Gennai.

They aren't the first ones, but actually they might be the first group of kids who went to the DW instead.

This is my own solution for the problem. Again, I'd prefer to believe in a soft retcon or changes from the events -- in which said events in the timeline weren't presented as it is to us. Therefore i'd prefer to believe my awful people OTP is still alive and they can meet my sad potato someday.

I'd like to simple just retcon their ages from 1998 adventure and make them be 13-14 years old there, so then you could have them be in their twenties when they were recruited by the Data Bureau...

Anyway, i understand when some peeps say they can't make ▽ work with Adv'99/02/Kizuna/02TB as it was presented to the audience, because it's a hard task orz

[hearteyesforjoel]

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what's the origin of your blog title?: i am quite literally in love with a fictional character by the name of joel miller <3

OTP's + shipname: hmmm am i allowed to say me x pedro pascal's whole character sheet? oh and spencer reid? oh and aaron hotchner?

favorite color?: forest green!!

song stuck in your head: that song from s2 squid game during mingle OOPS

weirdest habit/trait?: i hum whatever song i'm listening to or whatever is stuck in my head

hobbies: baking, reading, pc gaming!! oh and i've recently been doing my own gel x nails/nail art, if that counts too :D

if you work, what's your profession?: i'm a stay at home dog mom with a rich husband (i work in sales and cry a little when i clock in)

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be?: okay okay two options here. i'd LOVE to have my own little bakery with plants and chill music, but i also would love to work in forensics!

something you're good at: baking, making people smile

something you're bad at: i tend to put myself down a lot oof

something you love: being home with the people i love

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: true crime SORRY

something you hate: the current state of the usa

something you collect: PINS PINS PINS!! my favorites that i have rn are jurassic park themed <3

something you forget: am i allowed to say everything??

what's your love language?: quality time for sure (i have abandonment issues <3)

favorite movie/show?: jurassic park (are you surprised?)/the office

favorite food: tacos de pollo OHHHHHH with some avocado and cilantro??? i'm hungry now :(

favorite animal: giraffes! (fun fact i have a tattoo of one <3)

what were you like as a child?: super extroverted, social, loud...complete opposite of me today :’)

favorite subject at school?: history!!! i was/still am a huge world history nerd

least favorite subject?: math omg i still fuckin hate it today i'm so forever grateful for calculators <3

what's your best character trait?: i think how i'm always willing to be a shoulder to cry on and give the best advice i can, i'm very patient

what's your worst character trait?: i'm so super sensitive and will cry over everything

if you could change any detail of your day right now, what would it be?: chronic illness pain <3

if you could travel in time, who would you meet?: van gogh, i just wanna give him a hug :(

recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love): omg this fic has been my absolute fav since DAY ONE lemme tell you. safe haven written by the lovely vee @pedrospatch, it's written so beautifully and will have you in tears <3<3

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[tessa-liam]

Smoke and Mirrors

Smoke and Mirrors 

Chapter 4: As the Smoke Clears 

Book: The Royal Romance Finale AU 

Series Premise: Hidden in the shadows, poised to challenge the status quo are enemies of the state. The loyalties and honesty of family and of friends will be tested. ‘Keep your friends close, your enemies closer.’ 

Catch up: Smoke and Mirrors Masterlist  

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks-Rys, OTP ‘LiRi’ 

2nd Pairings: Leo Rys x Amalas, Drake Walker x F!OC Delaney Leigh 

All characters belong to Pixelberry, except Delaney Leigh and Officer Cossoy 

Rating: M🔞*Series Warnings: NSFW material, sexual innuendo, adult language/swearing/drinking 

Category: Alternate Universe/on-going series/angst/fluff 

Words: 1821, Read: 8 minutes 

Chapter 4: As the Smoke Clears 

Chapter Summary: Celebrating Valentine’s Day of lovers, family, and/or friends. The search for Lena continues in Monterisso. Not Beta'd-please excuse all errors. 

A/N1: @choices-february2023 @lucy-268 #choicesfebruary2023 #choices monthly challenge Day18- Romance|Seafood|Hanging by a Moment by Lifehouse – Music Inspiration 

A/N2: @choicesficwriterscreations #cfwc valentine 2023 Prompt, Here and Now – OTP celebrates with their kids 

A/N3: @choicesflashfics Week #20, Prompt #3 - “Are you flirting or starting a fight?” 

A/N4: @peonierose – Thank you for the picture/prompt 

Royal Chambers, Cordonian Palace 

It was an early Tuesday morning and Riley was taking full advantage of the terrace overlooking the gardens. Sipping her coffee, she relished her quiet time. 

It’s Valentine’s Day.  

...and today, her focus will be on her family. 

Starting with baking home-made chocolate chip cookies that were now cooling on the counter. Promising to help Ellie with her Valentine gift for her father, she made one of the cookies into a giant heart for her to create and decorate her gift for Liam. The royal kitchen prepared 3 colors of royal icing for the princess to help her complete her decorating project. 

For Liam, Riley has a surprise romantic dinner planned on the royal yacht tonight. A surf and turf feast with all his favorite dishes, prepared by the chef, cruising under the moonlight. 

They had been planning a trip to Monterisso since finding out about the possible missing sister/fugitive, ‘Lena.’ The timing could not be more perfect for sailing, rather than flying to the island. Leo was already there with Amalas; Leo being the King’s representative involved with the search led by Interpol. 

“Mm mm... what have we got here?” The sound of Liam’s deep groan caught her attention. 

Riley turned to look inside the kitchen and saw him take a bite into a cookie. 

“Hey, you,” she walked into the kitchen, smiling. 

“Is this for me?” He grinned, staring at the huge heart she made. 

“Yes! Yes, it is.” Riley smiled wide at his expression. Shaking her head, “it is part of Ellie’s Valentine gift for you. Do not touch, not yet!” 

“Ellie wants to surprise you at lunch after your meeting by personally delivering it to you in your study.” 

“This is my favorite kind of cookie," he said, reaching to grab another before turning back to her. “I’ll take care of these. You go finish your breakfast.”  

“Ha, ha, your majesty,” Riley chuckled. Don’t take too many cookies back to your study with you.” 

“Oh, and love.... bonne saint valentin a l’amour de ma vie.” Liam lifted her hand to kiss and then twirled her around. Riley reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered, “buon san valentino all’amore della mia vita,” followed by a deep kiss. 

*** 

Leigh Townhouse, Capital 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Drake!” Delaney rolled underneath the bed sheets to her side to face her boyfriend coming out of the bathroom after his shower. His eyes were closed, and she smiled at how cute he looked with his wet hair sticking up all over his head and a towel wrapped around his waist. He opened his eyes and gave her a grin.  

Walking to the bed, he bent down to whisper, “hey baby,” wrapping his arms around her and kissing her lips. Delaney smiled up at him as she laid there feeling safe and secure with the man she loved. 

“I love you,” she told him as he kissed her again. 

Drake sighed happily, “I love you too. Happy Valentine’s Day.” 

He pulled himself away from her and headed towards the closet. 

“Wait, what are you doing?” Delaney asked playfully as she watched him pull out his boxers from the drawer. 

“Getting dressed....” 

“Well, I thought that since you came out of the shower wearing nothing but your towel,” Delaney replied teasingly.  

Drake smiled back at her as he sat down on the bed next to her. He reached under the sheet to pull her bottom close to him. “And how do you know I wasn’t wearing anything?” 

Delaney blushed. “Umm...well...” She looked away, embarrassed. 

“Well, what?” he asked again, playing along with her. 

“Well, you know I didn’t see much of you last night.” 

Drake laughed. “I’m sure there was plenty to see.” 

He looked down at Delaney's expression and she did not look happy. “Are you flirting or starting a fight?”  

“A little bit of both?” Delaney replied frustrated. 

“Drake, it's the best answer I can give you right now. 

It is Valentine's Day! I thought you could stay home today with me, but instead you are going out.” 

“Baby, after the council meeting, I am coming right back here with your Valentine gift.” Drake replied with a grin. 

*** 

King’s Study, Cordonian Palace 

“Are you ready, princess?” Riley asked Ellie as they walked hand in hand down the hallway to deliver Liam’s valentine gift. 

As they approached his door, the royal guards bowed. 

Ellie raised her hand and tapped. When she heard her father's voice say, “come in,” a royal guard opened the door for Ellie and Riley. 

“Daddy!” Ellie rushed in and went around his desk. Liam picked her up and placed her on his knee.  

“Well, hello princess,” he said, smiling at her. 

“Oh Daddy, Happy Vawindines Day! I brought you a present.” Ellie handed him the giant heart-shaped cookie she had personally decorated. 

Liam kissed her cheek, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my little love. Thank you so much, will you help me eat it?” 

Ellie nodded excitedly as he placed the giant cookie on his desk. 

Riley was watching the exchange between the two of them as she sat down on the sofa. 

Liam looked over at Riley and winked. 

“Princess, I have Valentine's Day presents for you and mommy, too.” 

Her eyes lit up and she clapped her hands. 

“Tonight, after your lesson, we are going on a boat. That is where I put them. And guess where we are going on that boat?” 

Ellie furrowed her brows, and asked, “where, Daddy?” 

“To visit Micaela in Monterisso.” 

*** 

Royal Yacht, enroute to Monterisso 

After getting Ellie settled into her bed for the night, Riley changed into her evening cocktail dress. 

As the servers placed platters of crab legs, scallops, and calamari on the table, the chef set down individual plates of steak and lobster for each.

The music played softly in her ears as she walked out onto the deck after dinner. Standing there, she felt like she was floating on air. A smile spread across her face when she felt Liam’s hand gently stroke her bare back. 

“You look so beautiful tonight, my Queen,” he whispered, as he leaned forward for a kiss. 

“Thank you,” Riley deepened the kiss. 

“Come dance with me,” he said, taking her hand. 

As they moved effortlessly to the music, Delaney watched from the window, sitting at the dining table inside. It was the most romantic setting she had ever seen. 

“What are you thinking about?” Drake asked her, but he was fairly sure he already knew. 

“It must be hard being married to a King. But Riley makes it look so easy.” 

“Well, Riley is an incredibly unique woman.” Drake said in reverence. 

Delaney raised an eyebrow, waiting for Drake to continue. 

Riley noticed Delaney watching them, as the song ended. 

“Let us join Drake and Delaney inside, we still have dessert to eat.” Riley smiled as Liam kissed her hand. 

“After you, love,” Liam gently turned Riley to go inside. 

As Liam went inside to sit down at the dining table, Riley met with the chef to begin dessert service. 

“Delaney, I hope you are enjoying yourself.” Liam enquired. 

“I am. I have never been on a yacht before.” 

“Li, this is a 5-star resort on water. Thank you for including Delaney and I on this cruise.” 

“Oh yes, especially on Valentine’s Day,” Delaney exclaims. 

Riley smiled. “No problem, we are happy you could join us.” 

As the servers set their desserts in front of them, Liam squeezed Riley’s hand. “My love, you always indulge me.” 

Delaney took her first bite of the baklava, “this is delicious.” 

Drake grins at Liam and lifts his glass to propose a toast. 

“To great food and good friends.” 

*** 

As the evening progressed, Liam and Drake moved to the outside deck to discuss the game plan on the search for Lena.  

While Riley and Delaney went to the lounge area of the yacht. 

Both women being American, shared that commonality, but moreover, Riley wanted Delaney to feel comfortable in Cordonia. Since Liam and Drake are best friends, Delaney will be included with Royal court functions that Drake attends. 

“So, how did you meet Drake?” Riley asked, as she sipped her infused sparkling water. 

“We were in college together, about 10 years ago, at the University of Houston. I really liked him, so when he left to come back here, I tried to stay in contact, but I lost touch with him.” Delaney explained. 

“That must have been difficult for you. How did you eventually find him?” Riley asked. 

“I went to student services and found his forwarding address information. I kept trying to get in contact with him hoping he would remember me. He finally called me one day and it turned out that we reconnected after all those years.” Delaney sighed. 

“Yes, you were here at Halloween last Fall.” Riley smiled. 

Delaney grinned, “yes.... he was so sweet!” 

“Now, let’s talk about you. Drake told me that you had some very bad experiences when you came to Cordonia. 

Riley laughed, “where do I begin?” 

Drake murmured to Liam, “should I be worried?” Liam replied, “man, you are so screwed.” His laugh bellowed and Riley looked up to him with a smirk, hearing his comment. 

As Liam and Drake walked inside the yacht, they both took notice of the blossoming friendship of Riley and Delaney.  

*** 

Translations:  “bonne saint valentin a l’amour de ma vie.” 

~ Happy Valentine’s Day to the love of my life en francais 

“buon san valentino all’amore della mia vita”  

~ Happy Valentine’s Day to the love of my life, in Italiano 

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[shoheiakagi]

Unpopular Opinions of Shouhei

so i ended up rambling and added some headcanons cause why not? more under the cut:

Send me shit!

i like romantic! banshou to some extent, but theyre far from my otp. idk, i just dont really feel them in that way. i feel like shouhei/eric and bandou/chitose have better potential, despite not having much screentime together

when there used to be some blogs that would headcanon him to be gay just bc idk he wasnt seen thirsting over any girl like bandou and chitose lol. at the end of the day ppl are entitled to their headcanons bc this is a fictional character we're talking about, but idk i remember those blogs being fully convinced that he was gay just for that reason and it rubbed me the wrong way cause wow when was the last time you went outside and interacted with ppl

i do think looks matter to some degree for him when it comes to relationships and/or hook ups. i dont think hes as shallow as chitose, and i dont think looks would be a major deal breaker for a relationship, but i see him as someone who takes care of his own appearance, so of course he would also want someone who takes care of their appearance as well

when ppl make him to be this 100% nice and sunshine character -_- like, granted hes a very minor character with little depth, but i dont like it when ppl reduce him to that one character trait. especially when the manga and anime shows that hes very impulsive, impatient, a little selfish at first, can be a little skeptical at times, and was not hesitant to terrorize a high school with the rest of the gang. his character sheet even stated that he dropped out of high school bc he hung out with the wrong crowd, unlike some of the other members who actually did graduate from high school.

okay but let me just gloat a little about how a couple of my headcanons about him ended up being true! i remember making this post about shouhei probably being in a gang or the wrong crowd before he joined homra cause from the get go, he had his left ear pierced (which is apparently frowned upon in Japanese society and is associated with thugs and shit) and owned a motorcycle, only to be proven right years later when his character sheet stated that he dropped out of high school and hung out with the wrong crowd! shouhei being the more romantic one out of homra? his poeback chapter showed him holding the reader's hand while she was cupping his face, him blushing at her, him shoving chitose away when he tried to flirt with the reader, etc. shouhei being into girls more on the sweet and girly side? that one nickname audio drama where him, bandou, and yata were making up scenarios on how homra would be like now that anna was their king, and he had this idea that anna would be this sweet, delicate princess surrounded by the protective homra knights who are also fighting for her attention. although ngl i didnt like the part about the boys fighting for anna cause shes a minor and like their little sister (daughter, in kusanagi's case), so i wish k would stop pulling that shit (the amount of times chitose would be making some sort of suggestive comment about her)

while he would never cheat and would never want his partner to cheat on him, he has no problem being someone else's side dude

he's a little more possessive and territorial than he lets on. he would probably be the type who needs to set personal boundaries with his friends when he gets into a relationship, and not understand if his s/o gets jealous, but once he sees his s/o getting hit on by someone else?? oh its a wrap

[what-ever-happened-to-chip]

Harry drugging fuck outta people

We open the scene with Harry alone at his station. He’s excited because today is the one day a month Memo and Thomas have to hang out with him in order to stay in his space. His version of rent. This is one of his favorite times. He looks forward to it and plans the various drugging he is going to do. Especially since Jzies decided to pretend he had other friends Harry really needs this. 

He taps his fingers impatiently. Checking the clock 12:59. They need to be here by one. 

He hears Thomas’s door open and Harry quickly puts away his notes of what hes going to do today. Best leave them with the surprise. 

“Well well well” Harry turns his chair to face towards Thomas’s door. Theres no one there and Harry sees Memos new cat run out towards Paines couch. He looks around awkwardly hoping no one heard him. 

He glances at clock 1:01. WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY? He hears steps and returns his chair 

“Well well well, look who decided to finally show up” Harry smirks. Happy he was able to reuse his line.

Thomas walked over smirking and sat at one of the chairs Harry had pulled up. Memo tiptoed up almost and sat down at the other chair. J’s chair. 

“UMM actually thats J’s chair, that one over there is yours!” Harry pointed while giving her a sassy body wave. 

Memo looked startled and moved over to it 

“Why the fuck does it matter its not like hes here.”

“LALALALA I CANT HEAR YOU!! “ Harry said putting his fingers in his ears. God he hated Thomas, why did he think he could talk to Harry that way. Harry on other hand always left J’s chair there hoping he would show up. Somewhere in Harrys mind he thought if J thought he replaced him he would come back but another part thought if J saw his chair being used he would just leave. He thought of the latter more than the first so the chair stayed vacant. He earlier had checked in on J to see if perhaps he was gonna come over. But no J was out on a chair in the living room passed out on whatever drugs he was carrying for Aiden. Itachi was getting stricter on people's drug use, so Aiden recently made J his mule. J could absorb it and become high without it losing potency plus Itachi didn’t think to check J since he was technically part of “security.”

“Any one want any snackies!” Harry opened a drawer with various candy and chips. “Or I could pop in a pizza ritza!”

Thomas was seething. Harrys stupid add ons to words made him cringe in anger. Memo had taken to drawing caricatures of Harrys dumb one liners and showing it to her friends, seemed to make them laugh. She laughed slightly at the thought of the next picture she would draw. She remembered other day showing one to Gippal and he laughed so hard he spit soda all over himself. 

“No we aren’t hungry.” Thomas stated. 

Memo didn’t really like when Thomas spoke for her but she also liked it. She assumed it was some insecurity on her end wanting others to make decisions for her. Only one who had never done that to her was Buddy. 

“Okay suit yourself! More for Harry!” He did his obnoxious seat adjustment looking too proud of himself. “Okay so today I have lots of fun for us”

“Oh yeah I am shitting with joy” Thomas said in a sarcastic voice. 

Harry quickly peeked at his notes. Who should he start with, he wanted to save his favorite of Lana and Marcus for last. Hmm lets see lets start with Gray and Joni. He had already arranged it so they would be together. Made sure that stupid fuck Noah wasn’t around. He hated people who appeared too happy together, less of course it was his OTP at the time. 

Harry pulled up the scene and happily looked over to Memo and Thomas. One looking a little deer in headlights and the other had a look of other discontent. 

Gray and Joni were in Grays room. Clothes were scattered all around. His room consisted of a bed with black sheets on it. A dresser with assorted drug paraphernalia and random grooming products. A Nirvanna poster on the wall and some photos of friends from his world on another wall kinda all lumped together. His end table had a basic lamp with no shade but a white dishrag over the LED bulb. On the end table was also used needles and a spoon that was heavily blackened.  

They sat on his bed leaning against the wall. Obviously both nodding out. Harry was annoyed they weren’t supposed to be this fucked up. He sighed and mixed a drug concoction and shot it so it went into the vents. Gray stirred first. He looked down at Joni. He looked a bit further down and saw her boobs. Fuck he needed to get laid. When was the last time? He couldn’t remember 

Harry paused the screen and looked over to Thomas and Memo who were sitting close with thighs almost touching. Both of them highly conscious of how close they were to touching but neither shifting to make the touch happen. 

“ I did my special cocktail of having Gray be really horny and not thinking of his actions. “ Harry beamed proudly

“Cool” Thomas said flatly. Memo began messing with her fingernails trying to not bite them. 

Gray continued to gaze down at Joni as she stirred awake. 

“Fuck wheres my Drink.” Joni did an influction on drink making it sound like she was shit talking a friend. 

Gray leaned off bed looking around the side till he found a half filled gin and tonic which was lately Joni’s signature drink. She claimed it made her feel like dancing. 

“Here” 

She chugged the rest down in one long pull. “Mmm thats better” 

Gray had taken the liberty of putting his hand on her thigh

“Um no thanks” Joni exclaimed removing his hand from her and scooting off the bed. She began slow dancing in the middle of the room. 

“Why you dance like that if you don’t want to be touched?” Gray asked looking at her with a hungry lust.

“Oh Gray find a different sad girl you can fuck and make your pretty little doll” she said doll part with so much malicious Gray perked up his body and stared hard at her. 

“What makes you think I want to fuck you?”

“Hmm maybe your sex eyes that seem to always be looking at my tits, but buddy look here I ain’t got any tits so think again.” She put her up word influction on words sex and second time she said tits. She walked over to the dresser refilling her glass with three shots of gin she drank down before refilling it a second time into another gin and tonic. “Wheres the limes”

“You used them all remember?” Gray was super annoyed and didn’t see why she always had to be so nasty towards him. He recalled seeing her with Noah when Harry was watching them.  She wasn’t nasty to him. He stared at her ass with her back turned to him. He usually preferred woman with more fat around the parts he cared about. I.e ass and boobs but something about her was getting him going. He just couldn’t think of any girl he ever hung out with this much he didn’t have sex with and it was bothering him. He usually would have known better to do this but the drugs were taking an effect and he couldn’t stop himself. 

He approached her from behind as she swayed back and forth in front of the dresser facing the mirror with her eyes closed. He put his arms around her. She opened her eyes abruptly 

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Come on, look in the mirror, we look good together.”

“Mmm I think you are just looking at yourself.” She rolled herself out of his arms sloshing her drink in the process. “Why you being so fucking weird.”

“I'm just saying, like when was the last time you even had sex, it would be good for both of us.” 

Joni had made her way over to bedside and was lighting a cigarette as he leaned himself against the dresser and was talking towards her. 

“Thats really not your fucking business Gray.” She shook out her match and just threw it on the ground. 

“Was it with Noah?” Gray couldn’t stop himself. He was beginning to hear how he sounded but the words were like diarrhea shooting from his mouth. 

“What part of none of your fucking business do you not understand? Jesus what the fuck is up with you go skank hunting with Natsu if you need your dick sucked that bad.” She spat this at him. 

Harry paused and giggled to himself. “OMG this is so funny, Gray is so fucking desperate!”

“Didn’t you drug him to be so?” Memo inquired still having a small panic attack of how close her knee was to Thomas’s 

“Guess Harry did an OPPSIE!” He stated in a high pitched way shaking his shoulders in the process. 

Thomas was so angry he wanted to shout in rage at Harry but was afraid if he did he might accidently move further from Memo and he was also anxiously wanting and not wanting their thighs to touch. 

“I gonna add some rage into Gray HOPEFULLY HE RAPES THE DRUNK BITCH” Harry laughed too hard at his super funny joke and joyfully stuck more drugs thru vents. He unpaused and scooted his seat closer to the screen. Soaking in all the moments in pure passion

 Gray felt his body shake in anger. Why was he so angry? Joni annoyed him a lot but he generally was never angry with her especially over her unwillingness to want to bang. 

“I just don’t know why the fuck you won’t tell me, if you fucking him just fucking say it!!” He yelled running his hands over the dresser knocking shit off in the process. “ I mean jesus christ its just a fucking question, so sorry your daddy raped you and you have no idea how to talk about sex anymore, how the fuck is that my fault?” He raged and stared at her for first time since his outburst

She sat there quietly and seemingly unaffected. Gray felt his stomach fall, why did he just say that to her? What the fuck was wrong with him? Maybe he did need a skank to fuck as she said, did he really have this much sexual frustration. 

Joni stood up, “I don’t know whats going on with you today but I gonna go hang out with cooler people.” She began heading for the door but Gray stopped her. He grabbed her by the arm “Gray let the fuck go of me” She tried to shake him off but his hand didn’t budge from holding onto her. “Gray I said let me go!” She shook much harder now and began hitting him with her tiny fist. 

“I am sorry I don’t know why I said that!” Gray needed her to know that he wouldn’t let her go until she knew that. He was completely unaffected by her weak punches. 

“GRAY LET THE FUCK GO OF ME” Joni hit harder and harder but he just stood holding her arm. 

“Not until you forgive me!” 

Joni hit and hit and tired herself out and slowly sank to the floor. Mumbling let go let go more and more softly the longer she sat there. Gray released her arm. 

“Joni I am sorry.” Gray said softly crouching next to her. He reached out to hold her face in his hands and felt them wet with tears. 

“Get your fucking hands off me!” Joni screamed and batted him away taking the moment of his shock to get up and slip out the door. 

Gray sat on the ground staring down at his hands. Who the fuck was he anymore. He pulled his hands to his face and started to cry. 

“OMG pussy boys crying WA WA WA” Harry made fists under his eyes and rubbed them “BOO BOO NEED A HUG” 

“I think its sad,” Memo said, looking down at her lap. 

Harry shot her an annoyed look. J woulda laughed at that. He contemplated drugging J to hang out with him but that clay fuck would know and then he really would avoid Harry. Plus Harry was unsure how drugs worked on J’s clay body. He jotted down a note to research that. 

“OKAY well this is boring now! Next victim” Harry did a methodical laugh and grabbed his mouse to change the screen

Harry went to Aiden who was hanging with Christian. Aiden was suppose to be with Yuna and Harry was gonna drug Jenn to walk in and Yuna was supposed to say how she loved Aidens cock. Why the fuck was he with Christian? Maybe Gray and Joni took too long so Aiden had wandered off. Harry was annoyed at himself for mistiming this but decided to watch anyhow. Didn’t need Thomas thinking Harry didn’t plan this. 

Thomas stretched his legs some and when he settled his legs down it was right next to Memos. Memo blushed deeply but she didn’t move away which made Thomas’s blood rush. He felt so much intense energy in his leg against hers. All of this going on obviously Harry was oblivious to.

“I fucking think Itachi fucking knows something, he was looking at me weird at dinner last night.”

“Titter Tatter Pitter Patter the fowl runs astray and the wolf watches from a distance.”

“What the fuck does that mean.”

“You need to be patient, you need to appear not to be holding the world in all your palm.” Christian stared his dead eye look at Aiden, forming an uncomfortable smile to most. Aiden mostly found it super annoying. 

“Uh Huh well what fucking happens if he fucking finds out, I am not fucking waiting anymore I am fucking sick of waiting,” 

Harry paused. “What are they talking about? Harry no likey” 

“Maybe if you just fucking listened you would learn something.” 

“No cussies in Harrys domain!” Harry complied though and unpaused it 

“Patience, young prodigy for patience kills the sweetest lamb.”

“You sound really fucking stupid now.” Aiden flicked his cigarette at Christian who skulked back to avoid it. “Fuck this I am going to go see Harry”

Harry noticeably jumped in his chair and ran up and locked the door with all 7 locks on it. 

Thomas smirked at this and tried as casually as he could to open his legs more so his and Memos thighs were completely touching. 

Harry ran back to his computer obviously perspiring some. He wiped his hands on his pants and quickly switched to Marcus and Lana who thank god were together. Harry noticed though that Gippal was sitting on chair in corner of Lana’s room though. Why the fuck was he there. Harry pouted. And reached around to find drugs to get him to leave. 

Lana was laying in bed while Marcus sat up on bed with feet on ground facing Gippal. They were passing a joint back and forth talking about Dune. 

“I mean the complexities of Paul’s mind have always fascinated me, to hold so much power. Was he evil? Perhaps but was the Preacher evil? I think not.”

“Yea man but like ya dig preacher was no paul no more like sheet he be seeing all shit happens after he died you be in a state of introspection too if people took all ya did and made ya some grand martyr.” Gippal felt a twitch inside and stood up. “Well man thanks for the joint I best be heading off.” 

“Consoltations to you good sir.” Marcus said standing up to walk Gippal to door. Tipping an imaginary hat at him. 

Lana lay way too high to function. She wasn’t sure how Marcus never seemed all that affected by drugs. She had done her fair share of them but never could keep her cool like him. 

Harry looked over at Thomas and Memo, noticing them touching he couldn’t help himself from saying something “AWWW PAINZEY LOOK THOMAS AND MEMO LOVE EACH OTHER” He made smooching sounds at them. Thomas stood up to leave and Harry wagged his finger at him “No no no not  before harry says so.” Thomas stood fuming but knew he would be the target of Harrys next “drugging” if he left. He stood still till he got his breathing under control and sat down. Making sure his chair was at least a foot away from Memos. Memo was blushing and felt her stomach hurt. She wanted to glance over at Thomas but couldn’t bring herself to. She felt her thigh feel cold from the spot Thomas’s had been. 

She remembered a few weeks ago finally admitting to Lana she had a crush on Thomas. Lana told her he totally has a crush on her too. Memo wasn’t so sure but Lana said he talks to you, he “accidently” touches you a lot and he seems to try to impress her which was all good signs. Plus they liked dorky shit like anime Lana had said. Memo put on her bravest face and looked over at him but he was staring angrily over at the screen. Memo looked back towards Harry and began imagining his face as a giant cartoon character to get her breath from becoming panicked. 

Harry went back to greedily watching the screen. Marcus had taken over the chair Gippal was sitting in and was casually looking over papers Lana had strewn around floor. 

“This one is quite good.” Marcus held up a picture that Memo had drawn. It was a portrait of Lana. “Do you mind if I keep it?”

Lana was thrilled he wanted a picture of her, “Oh yea of course go for it!” Lana wished she could draw, she was decent at spray painting and sharpie-ing random quotes around places but thats as far as her “artistic” side went. Least in her mind it was. 

Marcus smiled and filed it away in his jacket. He never seemed to be without a jacket that didn’t have at least 5 pockets on it.

The door started to pound and Harry quickly used his wand to put a defense spell over it. No way was Aiden ruining this for him. He looked back on Marcus and Lana thinking of what drug he should use. Thomas was heavily considering letting Aiden in. He decided to wait and try to stealthy wake up Paine who he knew would get annoyed at banging and open the door. He glanced back at her, the dumb drunk was still sprawled on the couch with her leg up on the back. Her weird crotch bulge visible through her tight pants. He shuttered and looked quickly at Memo who was looking towards Harry. He then too looked onwards that way. 

Lana had managed to sit up and was doodling on her arm. Marcus was still looking through papers he was casually picking up from the ground. 

“THIS IS BORING!! What should I do? Should I make Lana the desperate cunt she is or should I make Marcus say something really mean to her or maybe I should make Lana queef really loud.” Harry laughed with just himself. His mind racing to all the super funny things he could do. He looked back at Thomas and Memo. Why the fuck weren’t they enjoying all his funny ideas? He had a moment of pure rage and wanted to drug Thomas to rape Memo right now but fought the urge. He spoke unable to stop himself from laughing through saying “I think I should drug Marcus to hit her! Wouldn’t that be hilarious?”  He laughed to himself a while and decided Thomas needed to contribute. 

“Well Thomas what should I do?” Thomas was about to pick up a packet of saltines he found to throw at Paine but pretended to just be opening them. 

“All your ideas are soooooo perfect; I don't know how I could compete.” 

Harry stared at him with a look that spoke crucio to the next fuck who didn’t say something he liked. Memo looked at him scared and at Thomas. Realizing Thomas would not back down to Harry she spoke up. “Um we could just drug umm Lana to umm or well we could drug one of them to sing to each other?” Memo knew Harry couldn’t resist a song and that way Lana wouldn’t have to go through any hurt. 

“OMG MEMZIES THATS PERFECT!!” Harry happily fixed up the syringe and stabbed it in the drugging slot. “I gonna make Lana do it!” In his head he liked to imagine when Lana sung she was singing to him. 

Lana perked more up and set down her marker. “Hey so I been batting around this song idea and was wondering if you could give me some pointers on it?” 

“Oh thats wonderful darling let me grab the guitar!” He went and grabbed the extra guitar he kept in her closet and began tuning it. 

“Well I don’t know chords yet so maybe you can play it, its in C chord”(fuck if i know just pretend it is). 

“At your service.”

Lanas song – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDjeBNv6ip0

Marcus set down his guitar and slowly walked over to Lana kissing her brow. “Gorgeous darling.” He said softly. He leaned her back as they embraced and began romantically kissing

“Hey fuck face” 

Harry literally jumped from his seat and tried to flee but Aiden grabbed the back of his shirt. 

Thomas quickly made his exit towards his room. He paused at the door to look at Memo and give her a head nod to follow him. She quickly complied and went after him, shutting the door behind her. 

Harry began squealing and yelling no as Aiden was using his wand to ass fuck Harry. 

Paine had grabbed some Codeine she had in the cabinet and was drinking it, sitting on the couch smoking and watching the show. 

Memo and Thomas sat on his bed and watched the newest episode of attack on titan. 

Lana and Marcus fucked, as Joni sat crying onto Noahs shoulder as he slowly rubbed her hair. Gray lay in heroin slumber on his floor while Christian had taken his glove off and was touching Zidanes hand as he was sleeping in his room. 

And all was well in the world 

[whoneedscanon]

me: [tries to woo Brie by writing stories about various lifetimes together inspired by from another room edits]

[rafyki]

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[villain-sympathizer]

here it is!! the dumb cringe thing ive been working on instead of my actual college work lmao

i absolutely ADORE these otp form things, they itch that lil adhd scratch in my brain that loves filling out forms for my characters

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[the original blank sheet can be found here!!] the op changed their twitter handle but its still the same source!

some explanations on their dynamics and backstory under the cut!!

SO. God I think about these idiots so damn much, its insane.

First off, their history:

I have my own lil headcanon (and excuse to merge my own bnha universe with the canon one lmao) that U.A has collaborations with other top Heroics schools across the world to have similar Hero Course curriculums. That way they can avoid drastic differences in heroics styles if heroes need to work internationally (for example, instances like in World Heroes Mission).

Because of this, I think U.A used to have exchange programs with specific countries every-other year before their security cracked down on itself. For one semester, hero students from the American branch would come to U.A to learn alongside their respective class level (meaning American "Juniors" would work with Japanese "Second years"), and at the end of the semester, the Japanese branch would then learn in America for the second semester.

This is likely how Dani and Mirai met, as Dani - once she becomes a Pro Hero - enjoys volunteering her time to assist with the local Heroics high school that she used to attend, and thus jumps at the idea of joining in on one of their bi-yearly exchange trips. It also gives her an excuse to visit her father and sister, who live in Deika after her parents' divorce.

It was no doubt when Mirai was All Might's sidekick, and of course would tail him whenever he wished to "check in" on all the "future pros" training at U.A (aka, he misses his high school years sometimes and this event gives him an excuse to drop in).

Taken by Dani's overall cheery, bubbly, and slightly ditzy personality, as well as her ability to put up a rather good spar with All Might himself - still losing, but proving to be a formidable opponent - it was no wonder Mirai decided to strike up conversation with her. Besides, she seemed to be close with other Pro Heroes like Present Mic, Eraserhead, Midnight, and Best Jeanist, so there had to be more to her. As it turns out, she used to be in this program as well, and trained alongside the aforementioned heroes back when they were baby-cheeked rookies in U.A.

Dani totally won him over with her sense of humor, kindness, and overall open disposition. All Might seemed to approve of her too, which would always be the make-or-break reason for Nigheye. They exchange contact info, spend time together whenever Dani was in the country, and hung out together alongside the other Pros.

It was no wonder when Dani's little sister, Adelynn, got into U.A and was accepted into Nighteye's internship program. Every. Year. He'll tell you it's not favoritism, but we all know it is.

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Their lil symbols:

Dani's is a star, because her name is Slavic/Germanic for Morning Star! Her and her siblings have this celestial theme going: Dani is a star, Adelynn is the moon, and Sunna is the sun!

Nighteye's is based off his eye shape when he uses his quirk!

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Checkbox explanations:

[Confesses first / Initiates first kiss:] This is Dani, I would say, only because she's more bold and open when it comes to her feelings or emotions. Sure, Mirai is someone who is bold and speaks his mind too, but I think we can agree this man will never in his life bring up his feelings first unless it's absolutely dire, or prompted by someone else. So of course, Dani's the one to take the initiative, something Mirai notices is a trait both her and Adelynn share.

[Says "I love you" first:] Despite Mirai being emotionally constipated, like stated above, I feel like he's the one to say it and truly, deeply mean it in a romantic, 'I want to be with you forever' kind of way. Dani, having grown up in Western society, is comfortable telling her family and friends that she loves them all the time - it's just instinct to let them know they mean a lot to her! As far as their relationship goes, Dani's said "Love you!" to Mirai plenty of times, but they both know that it's in that platonic close-friends way, at least until they feel the time is right to fully confess their love. And that's what Mirai does, likely letting it slip while seeing Dani off at the airport after one of her visits.

[Big spoon:] Mirai, a majority of the time. I mean look at this gangly-ass mf, he could wrap around Dani like a cocoon if he tried. However, there are rare times when Dani finishes a patrol in the early, early mornings when Mirai is still asleep, and she'll crawl into bed and spoon him instead.

[Worrier:] DANI, NO CONTEST. Blame 'eldest sister' syndrome on this one, having grown up always looking after Adelynn (before she moves away) and then Sunny. It doesn't help that anxiety runs in the family, too. Mirai can worry sometimes, like if Dani's late from a mission or patrol, the typical stuff, but never on the level of Dani's downright separation anxiety. There is the rare chance that Mirai catches a glimpse of something in her future that worries him, and he practically hovers around her constantly, taking away things or restricting her options to try and lessen the chance of disaster, like a mother with her first-born infant.

[Better w/ money:] Mirai. Not that Dani is bad with money, per say, just that she's a bit of a philanthropist when she has the opportunity to be. Hell, nearly all of Adelynn and Sunny's tuitions were paid by Dani's Pro Hero salary, and she still had more than needed for herself left over. Mirai's also clearly a natural-born desk jockey and instinctually takes charge of any budgeting.

[More experienced:] Dani's had more relationship experience in the past, and likely more sexual experience too. Mirai's just never had the time or interest in that stuff, not till he grew attached to the shadow hero. However, after an incident in college, she grew more reserved in her willingness to date/have one night stands, and instead focused on her career and potential relationship with Mirai.

[Wakes up first:] Now this question is all based on perspective, cause the two of them work literally opposite timeframes of each other. Mirai works that typical 7am to 5pm white-collar shift, running his own agency and all. But Dani, due to the nature of her quirk, works from 10pm to about 5 or 6am, the only exception being Thursday nights so that she can volunteer to teach that next Friday. So sure, Mirai gets up first in the traditional sense, but technically it's Dani who wakes up far before him.

[Steals blankets:] DANI LMAO. She inherited the low-circulation that comes with her quirk from her dad, and runs pretty cold in her hands and feet. It's pretty normal for Mirai to wake up with only a corner of the blankets on him yet. He combats this by just gluing himself to Dani when they're sharing a bed, a win-win.

[Speaks more:] Dani again, but only because she tends to be too friendly and strike up conversations and ramble due to obviously undiagnosed ADHD. Think of a mom who just has to talk to every person she knows at the grocery store, regardless of their connection.

[Normally cooks:] In the off-chance they have the time to have dinner at home, it's always Mirai taking the lead. Dani's cooking skills growing up were mixed: her father was a good cook and loved to teach his little girls, but her mother was a bit of a perfectionist and REFUSED to let anyone help with cooking. Since the divorce, Dani's father was never around to teach her as much as he taught Adelynn, so Dani's a bit of a disaster when it comes to cooking. It's hilarious to them both, but she agrees that Mirai takes control in the kitchen. Though, after the raid incident, and Mirai looses an arm, Dani takes it upon herself to learn to cook in order to help out.

[Apologizes first:] Even if she wasn't in the wrong, Dani will always apologize first, at the very least for arguing. Once again it's likely because of her anxiety (and strained home life as a kid), and how she doesn't want to make people mad or upset at her, despite not giving a flying fuck about her reputation or ranking. So for her to apologize first, no matter what, is kind of her way of inadvertently saying "Please don't be mad at me anymore".

[Ticklish:] BOTH, HANDS DOWN. Dani is by no means immune to tickling, Mirai's proven that plenty of times totally not through fetish means. But Mirai himself, however, is just as ticklish, if not more. Dani found this out after taking advantage of his shirtless form one night as a means of revenge, and it was like she found the holy grail of blackmail.

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Their songs:

VOID - By Lil Nas X [[Yes, I know this one is about LNX's experience with being a gay man, and I'm not trying to take away from that! But without that context I feel like it can fit well for these two.]]

God, this song is so raw and emotional to me, I actually cried a few times when I first heard it just cause it's that GOOD when you really think about it.

For the most part, I see it in the perspective of Dani, admitting her feelings of depression and loneliness despite always being cheery and upbeat around others. She's constantly separated from the comfort of her friends and family in Japan, and clearly seeing that as a true "home" to her than her life in America. Each time she visits and leaves, it's almost as if she's 'running away from home'.

"Oh, Blue, I love you too But today, I'm gonna run away from home"

Now this next line is what REALLY defines them, and what I focus on every time I project them into this song:

I find it hard to get Way too hard to live Tell me what you know Now before I go

I see this taking place after Mirai sees his potential death, keeping quiet about it, but is obviously worried or saddened by something. The next time he sees Dani off at the airport after a visit, she tells him he's clearly upset by something deeper than just her departure. When Mirai denies it and assures her nothings wrong, she immediately knows he must have saw something with his quirk, and asks he tell her what it is before she leaves again. Mirai doesn't tell her, but she gets her answer in the form of an international news report and a rather forlorn call from Toshinori.

The second verse I've only just recently thought harder about, and boy, it makes me almost cry sometimes LMAO

Basically, this next part would take place in the canon universe, where Mirai dies, rather than my au where he survives but with many life-changing injuries:

Oh, I weep through the night Can't find a love who loves me the same Or as much as you do [...] See, I'm getting tired of the way I've been living I'd rather die than to live with these feelings [...] It's too many ups and downs on the ride I spent inordinate 'mounts of time Trapped in a lonely, loner life Looking for love where I'm denied

After losing so many people who were close to her, like Oroboro, her father, Mirai, and Midnight - I can see Dani becoming more reckless and careless with her wellbeing, going through times where she doesn't really care if she dies on a mission or during an attack. This of course never happens, and her sisters manage to convince her to seek help for herself. But the pain and the loneliness never really go away, and in fact, grow worse.

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everything i wanted - By Billie Eilish [tw for suicide mentions/eluding to suicide in the song]

This ones a bit of a given if you've heard it before, but of course I'm going to put a different spin on the song's context for the sake of these two:

The song's about Billie's struggle with depression and suicidal thoughts, how the worry of not being enough or the idea of everyone hating her plagued her mind to the point it manifested in her dreams - however, her brother Finneas was always there for her, and was who she went to to discuss her troubling dream.

In terms of Dani and Mirai, this is once again in the perspective of Dani, with Mirai being the one to assure her and provide comfort.

Danica faced a troubling past and even worse present due to her quirk being seen as "malicious" and fearing the public hates her for it, despite being the #3 Pro Hero in America. She's also put under the stress of what likely every Pro Hero goes through, the feeling of needing to save everyone or else people will berate her for not being a 'true hero'.

'Cause everybody wants something from me now And I don't wanna let 'em down

This is even more prevalent after she learns what Adelynn went through in the psychiatric penitentiary and then the "reformatory camp" after a mishap with her quirk, especially since Dani had the ability to take her out from it - had she known what was happening.

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Comedy - By Bo Burnham

This ones much more lighthearted, and can be seen from both perspectives.

Dani originally wanted to be a comedic musician, or at the very least a musician, but unfortunately was coerced into heroics when her school subtly threatened to have her "reformed" if she couldn't learn to control or use her quirk for something "useful" (aka they threatened her to work for the hero commission since her quirk was useful).

After meeting Mirai, who also enjoyed comedy and making others smile and laugh, it was a breath of fresh air for the both of them to find someone who shared their ideals: making people happy, if only for a moment.

Healing the world with comedy Making a literal difference, metaphorically I swore I'd never be back, and now, I'm back on my feet And I'm healing the world with comedy

This line at the very end hits me every time I hear it, because it pretty much sums up Dani's attitude after she thought she'd never be able to make music again when she became a Pro Hero. Thankfully, after sustaining injuries that required weeks or months to heal - numerous times, mind you - Dani realized that she can spend that time working on her original passion: comedic music.

[the-iceni-bitch]

Killing Mrs. Pronge: Part 2/3

Pairing: Mr. Freezy x hit woman!reader (OTP)

Words: ~1.3k

Summary: You do your best to clean up Bobby’s mess.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (hand job), DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!!! Child murder (off screen but it still happens), staged suicide, domestic violence, excessive alcohol consumption, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: Decided to make this three parts instead of just two, and this one is focusing on the cleanup after Bobby was a whole fool. Kitten is very pissed at our fave psycho daddy. This is hella dark y’all, be mindful!!! Next and final entry features our two murderers covering up to the cops and neighbors.

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You tapped your foot irritably as you looked at the mess Bobby had left you with, frowning at him as he downed the rest of his scotch.

“Couldn’t fucking wait, could you?” You kicked the body that was sprawled across the floor. “That fucking temper of yours is gonna get us caught. What the fuck were you thinking?”

“She was fucking pregnant.” He groaned and ran a hand over his face while you started sweeping up the broken glass, avoiding making eye contact with you when you snapped your head up and snarled at him.

“How the fuck was she pregnant, Bobby?” You tossed the glass you had collected into the bin and stalked towards him. “Were you still fucking this bitch?”

“I wasn’t fucking her.” He grabbed your wrist when you tried to grip his chin and force his gaze to yours, growling when you climbed on top of him and gave him a shove. “She drugged me.”

“That dumb cunt drugged you and stole your cum so she could get knocked up?” You scoffed before releasing him and rising to your feet, scrubbing the scotch off the wall and carpet with a frustrated sigh. “Stupid and crazy is a bad fucking mix. And you fucking fell for it, like a goddamn moron.”

“Watch that fucking mouth, kitten.” He rose to his feet and swayed drunkenly, taking the discarded glass from you and moving to dispose of it outside.

“Fuck you, Bobby.” You stood up and frowned at him. “I’m not the one who lost it and left me with an obvious as fuck murder to clean up, you stupid fucking bast…”

He stepped forward and backhanded you, sneering when you whipped back around and punched him right in the jaw. You laughed mirthlessly when he staggered at the force of the blow, his inebriated state making it harder for him to hold his own if you decided to really take it out on him.

“I don’t have time for this shit.” You moved to grab some sheets from his linen closet and started shredding them. “If you’re not gonna help me fix this, go shove your head in some ice water and sober the fuck up. Did you hit her at all?”

“Just once, in the mouth.” He rubbed his jaw when he stood up, basically pouting at you and shaking his head to straighten himself out.

“Of fucking course you did.” You started braiding the shreds together to make a rope. “At least you’re already bruised up. Story is, she attacked you when you got home with no warning, you managed to fight her off and chalked it up to her drinking and mood swings. But then you woke up and she’d fucking hanged herself. I’ll work on a note, need a sample of her handwriting. Where’s the kid?”

“In his room.” He shrugged uncomfortably when you started winding your makeshift rope into a noose.

“He saw you?” You wrapped the noose around her neck and handed it to him so he could fling over the loft railing.

“Yes.” He took a deep breath as he started hoisting her up, wishing he could just sit and drain the bottle of scotch.

“Fucking amateur hour here.” You moved to grab your bag, digging through it and pulling out a small amber vial. “Guess I’ve just gotta do everything.”

You moved to the kitchen and poured a glass of milk, emptying the vial’s contents into it after you warmed it up. Bobby was still lifting his wife’s body over the bannister when you walked past him, rolling your eyes at his petulance while you moved towards his kid’s room.

A soft sniffle answered you when you knocked on the door, and you had to clench your jaw to keep from growling at the bull shit you had to put up with.

“Hey Billy.” You put on your best sympathetic face when you walked into the room, groaning internally at the complete panic that was written all over the boy’s face. “How ya doing, kiddo?”

“What happened to my mom?” Ugh, he looked like he was going to cry, you hated this shit.

“She just had a little accident.” This was not what you wanted to be doing, you were gonna kick Bobby’s ass once this was over. “She’s at the hospital right now, just wanted to help you calm down a little bit, then I’ll take you to see her, ok?”

“Ok.” He gave a soft hiccup and took the glass of milk from you, raising it to his lips after letting out a deep sigh and relaxing a bit.

It was five minutes later when you walked back out to the living room, cracking your neck as you grabbed a grocery list to start writing a fucking suicide note.

“It’s done?” Bobby sank onto the couch next to you with a groan, doing away with the glasses and drinking the scotch straight from the bottle.

“Yeah, no fucking witnesses.” You did your best to concentrate on the note. “This is such a fucking clusterfuck. You gonna be ok to call the cops?”

“Goddamn it.” He took another swig of scotch when you set the note on the coffee table. “Why can’t we just get rid of the fucking bodies?”

“Because I don’t feel like dealing with our gossipy as all fuck neighbors whispering about what might have happened and brining some nosy cop relative into things. This nips that in the bud with a nice, easy explanation: crazy wino kills herself and her son when she finds out she’s pregnant with a kid she doesn’t want.” You looked over at him and sighed at the rage and frustration that was written all over his face. “Shit, Bobby, c’mere.”

You crawled towards him and moved to straddle his lap, resting your forehead against his and tracing his jaw with your fingertips. He groaned when you slid a hand between the two of you to stroke his cock over his pants, leaning forward to nip at your lips while his hands curled around your hips.

“Baby, fuck.” He nuzzled into your throat when you undid his slacks and reached into them to wrap your hand around his dick. “Stay with me, I fucking need you.”

“God, you’re drunk.” You snorted when you got a look at the now completely empty bottle of scotch, moaning softly when he started to sloppily mouth at your chest. “I can’t stay, Bobby. But I’ll help you calm down, okay?”

“Please, ah… shit.” He whined into your neck before sucking a soft bruise against your throat, his hips bucking into your hand as he dug his fingers into your waist. “Kitten, that’s so fucking good.”

You rolled your eyes and swiped your thumb over his tip, stroking him faster while he groaned against your skin. His tongue dragged over your pulse as he fucked your fist, nibbling at your jaw when he felt his stomach start to twitch as you drew it out of him.

When you twisted your wrist, he let out a choked moan, running his hands up your back so he could press your tits to his face. He rubbed his face over your nipples, mouthing at them through the thin fabric of your shirt until it was soaked through.

One of your fingers glided over his frenulum and he lost it, growling into your chest and sinking his teeth into you as he shot his cum all over your fingers. You sighed when he kissed his was back up your neck, tucking him back in and redoing his fly before curling a hand around the back of his neck and kissing him deeply.

“Better?” You tilted his head back and waited for him to nod, running your fingers through his hair until he purred against your lips. “Clean up, sleep for a couple of hours, then call the cops. I’ll see you in the morning.”

[summersun4youforever]

✨ Tag 9 people to learn more about their interests!

tagged by my fav @loulovehome thank you pu hope that this quells your curiosity! 

MUSIC

fav genre? not to be that person but i think i have a toe in most genres, i suppose my favorites have got to be anything taylor swift does, pop punk, r&b pop/new age r&b, and bluegrass

fav artist? again, not to be that person but i love so many artists! let’s do this based off of genre: taylor swift, 1D, 5sos, massive focus on ZAYN, the Avett brothers, and counting crows

fav song? fav song of all time (since i was young) is going to be come around by rhett miller but more currently i’d say you are in love by taylor swift and dRuNk by ZAYN

song currently stuck in your head? i have no idea how it got there but i have stressed out by 21 pilots stuck in my head??

5 fav lyrics? ok let’s do this kids. edit: this went in a “fav love song lyrics” way so sorry in advance.

1)  I hope that I don't sound to insane when I say / There is darkness all around us / I don't feel weak but I do need sometimes for her to protect me / And reconnect me to the beauty that I'm missin' (January Wedding - The Avett Brothers)

2)  Hands around my waist / You're counting up the hills across the sheets / And I'm a falling star / A glimmer lighting up these cotton streets / I admit I'm a bit of a fool for playing by the rules / But I've found my sweet escape when I'm alone with you (Disconnected - 5sos)

3)  This is the worthwhile fight / Love is a ruthless game / Unless you play it good and right / These are the hands of fate / You're my Achilles heel / This is the golden age of something good / And right and real (State of Grace - Taylor Swift) 

4)  What if I changed my mind / What if I said it's over / I been flying so long / Can't remember what it was like to be sober / What if I lost my lives? / What if I said "Game over"? / What if I forget my lies? / And I lose all my composure (Back to Life - ZAYN)

5)   I never said I was perfect / Or you don't deserve a good person to carry your baggage / I know a few girls that can handle it / I ain't that kind of chick, but I can call 'em for you if you want / I never said that you wasn't attractive / Your style and that beard, ooh, don't get me distracted / I'm tryna be patient, and patience takes practice / The fact is I'm leaving, so just let me have this (Jerome - Lizzo)

radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on

BOOKS

fav book genre? murder mystery and young love!

fav writer? jane austen, lisa jewell, and rick riordan (nostalgia ok?!)

fav book? the way i used to be my amber smith, rebecca by daphane du maurier, and then she was gone OR watching you (both by Lisa Jewell)

fav book series? i guess the whole percy jackson situations? i have everything RR every wrote, and i liked it all but i havent touched the older ones in ages

comfort book? not one specifically but the nancy drew books

perfect book to read on a rainy day? bird summons by leila aboulela

5 quotes from your fav book that you know by heart? i hope i can name five...

1)  “The point is, life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.” “I am no traveller, you are my world.” (both are My Cousin Rachel by Daphne Du Maurier)

2)  “And I’m terrified he’ll see through the tough iceberg layer, and he’ll discover not a soft, sweet girl, but an ugly fucking disaster underneath.” (The Way I Used to Be by Amber Smith)

3)  "I cannot make speeches, Emma," he soon resumed; and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. "If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it. Bear with the truths I would tell you now, dearest Emma, as well as you have borne with them. The manner, perhaps, may have as little to recommend them. God knows, I have been a very indifferent lover. But you understand me. Yes, you see, you understand my feelings and will return them if you can. At present, I ask only to hear, once to hear your voice.” (Emma by Jane Austen) (sorry for the length, the shortened versions were not cutting it for me)

4)  “Read, read, read. That's all I can say.” (The Secret of the Old Clock by Carolyn Keene)

5)  “...amazing how boring you can get away with being when you’re pretty. No one seems to notice. When you’re pretty everyone just assumes you must have a great life. People are so short-sighted, sometimes. People are so stupid. I have a dark past and I have dark thoughts. I do dark things and I scare myself sometimes.” (Invisible Girl by Lisa Jewell)

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary (im a very judgmental reader) | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES

fav tv/movie genre? i like dramedies, mockumentaries, and procedurals 

fav movie? ive got a massive list on my phone but ill pick Doob (No Bed of Roses) and 3-Iron as my favs for today

comfort movie? 2000s romcoms, im talking clueless, 13 going on 30, how to loe a guy in ten days, ten things i hate abt you, legally blonde

movie you watch every year? mamma mia and all listed in prev question

fav tv show? too many, currently im rewatching arrested development

comfort tv show? new girl

most rewatched tv show? new girl

ultimate otp? shawn and jules from psych (ultimate bc ive been watching since diapers literally)

5 fav characters? winston bishop, stiles stilinski, bellamy blake, clarke griffin, lydia martin

tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online

super fun even though it took me an hour lmao, I'm tagging @technosoot @hometothecanyonmoon @sassylilnoodle @sushiniall @rosegold-thorns no pressure and sorry if youve already been tagged!

edit: i somehow managed to forget what i consider to be one of the greatest opening verses ever???? so bonus lyrics:

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog / Where no one notices the contrast of white on white / And in between the moon and you / The angels get a better view / Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right (Round Here - Counting Crows)

[dragonsbone]

all evens for ronnie & eddie 💕

thank u sm!! this was so long but so worth it

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2.) what would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare? if ronnie had the nightmare, eddie would have her sit up with him and gently rub her arms/back to calm her down. he's not the best when it comes to comforting, but his presence is enough to pull her back down to earth. if she still was still on edge, he would ask if she'd want some weed to unwind, which they'd share together. if eddie had the nightmare, ronnie's quick to action. she'll have eddie focus on her, controlling his erratic breathing to match hers, and have him relax. would 100% cup his face and stroke his cheeks with the pad of her thumbs, softly telling him he's okay and it was just a nightmare. once he'd calm down, eddie would just collapse into her embrace and she would hold him, rub his back, and stroke his hair until they fall back asleep.

4.) which one is more protective? who needs to be "protected"? both are extremely protective of each other. they come from different social climates, so they both had their fair share of defending each other. if i had to choose, ronnie would be more protective bc lord knows eddie needs some protection lol. 6.) who would beg the other not to leave? who has to leave to protect the other? okay see, now this is why the previous question was so hard bc this one is so obviously eddie leaving to protect ronnie. not just bc of the s4 finale, but eddie literally has put their relationship in jeopardy bc of other instances where he thought he was protecting her. so they definitely go back and forth on protecting each other and being so fucking stubborn about it. 8.) what happens if one of them gets sick? if ronnie were sick, eddie would refuse to have her do anything. he would keep her in his bed at all times, make chicken noodle soup, and check on her a little too much to the point where she's more sick of him than the stupid little cold she has. definitely a little overbearing, but it's all out of love of course. if eddie were sick, ronnie is basically his nurse. she would be so adamant on him taking his cold medication on the dot, make sure he drinks plenty of water to stay hydrated, and would haul his ass out of bed to take a shower bc it'll help. clean his godforsaken sheets, tidy his room, and pick out a change of clothes for him. eddie would whine to her constantly, but he genuinely appreciates the amount of love and care she has for him. would 100% toss in a flirty little comment here and there to throw her off her nurse-rhythm. 10.) describe their first date. this would be months after they've become friends and have grown from their prejudice of each other. even though they’re so comfortable with each other, their first date starts out EXTREMELY awkward. mainly on eddie’s part because he thinks he’ll scare ronnie off at any second since he’s not the type of guy she usually dates. they to go a drive in on their first date, which was ronnie’s idea and sh refused to disclose any information on what movie they’re watching. and when eddie finds out they’re watching sixteen candles, he’s whining and complaining for like the first ten minutes of the film. but over the course of the movie, they start to relax a bit more, joke around in between funny scenes, and eddie does get a little too invested in the movie. and once it’s over,  they go back to the trailer and he talks about the movie the entire car ride back. but anyways, it’s a cute little first date. 12.) do they have many heated arguments? how do they smooth things over? oh boy oh boy, they definitely do! not many, per se, but they definitely had a few big blow ups. it was more frequent before they became friends bc of how much they despised each other. when they become friends/develop a relationship, it's a lot less w/ more emotional weight. since they're both so stubborn or too concentrated on their feelings, they would fight tooth & nail until they got the last word. after a fight, both need a bit of time to cool down. depending on how bad it is, they would be giving each other the silent treatment for up to a week until they're able to revisit it. never leave a fight completely unresolved. once they're able to have a mature conversation and apologize, they would immediately fall back into each other's arms and be all happy/lovey dovey again. 14.) how do their personalities compliment each other? how do they clash? well, ronnie is a leo and eddie is an aquarius. that in itself is a recipe for disaster. but once they develop an understanding, they do mesh very well together. they're both outgoing, energetic people, who are unapologetically themselves. their personalities bring out the best in each other. 16.) can they stay up all night just talking? oh definitely. they are both night owls and can talk for hours without a moment of silence until they're too tired to formulate coherent sentences. they just have so much fun whenever they're together that they never want a moment to end. 18.) how likely are they to have fur babies? how many and what kind? eddie would 1000% find a stray cat and claim it as theirs without a moment of hesitation. it would be a black cat and he would name him "geezer" after geezer butler from black sabbath. ronnie obviously had no say in the name.

20.) choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship. not accurate to the time period at all, but definitely tied between thats the way i loved you by taylor swift and the king by conan gray. 22.) what reminds each of their partner? what reminds eddie of ronnie: skirts, roses, white boots, lace ( specifically lingerie ), strawberry milkshakes, the color red, gold jewelry, tennis, sweet perfume, and madonna. what reminds ronnie of eddie: heavy metal, silver rings, cigarettes, weed, denim, guitars, curly hair, fantasy books ( specifically tolkien ), and chains.  24.) who’s more likely to give the other a massage? eddie is so fucking touchy so he'll 100% just give a massage out of nowhere as an excuse to touch ronnie. not like he needed an excuse anyways bc ronnie thrives on his touch. 26.) what are their vices? to keep this more pg-13, i'm just gonna say cigarettes, weed, and alcohol.

28.) what are their thoughts on pet names? do they have any? oh jesus, we all know how much eddie loves pet names. ronnie didn't at first, but she grows to love it from eddie. he obviously coined her nickname "ronnie", but he also calls her princess, sweetheart, short stuff, m'lady, beautiful, and plenty more. ronnie doesn't have nearly as many, but she called him "cute" one time and since then she'll sometimes refer to him as cutie. or she'll annoy him and call him edward, which he HATES so much. 30.) your otp gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing? for ronnie, eddie would pick the shortest fucking skirt she owns and of course he goes with her signature color red. he would take a really old iron maiden tee that no longer fits him, distress and crop it so it would fit her nicely, and have her wear a pair of black heels bc lord knows he loves it when he takes those off at the end of the night. and to pair it off, his leather jacket without the dio vest. it is a look that eddie would literally kill to see her in ( and to tear off ). for eddie, ronnie would 100% get this man in a crop top. it's the 80s, let these men wear fucking crop tops. a plain white crop top with short sleeves, his dio vest, light wash jeans with all his chains, and would tie his hair back in a low bun with face framing pieces. also lots of rings and eyeliner of course. 32.) who’s the better story teller? eddie, hands down. that man is not a dm for nothing. 34.) who’s more likely to tell a dirty joke or story to make the other blush? do i really need to explain this one?? obviously, eddie fucking munson. he usually starts it, but ronnie will definitely turn the tables on him and have him get all flustered. 36.) who’s more likely to fire up the stove at 2am because the other woke up in the middle of the night hungry? 10000000% eddie. ronnie would offhandedly say she's craving some food and eddie would throw himself off his bed to make her something. 38.) who is more sexually experimental? who’s more vanilla? well, they're both experienced, but,,, yannoe,,, eddie is definitely wayyyyy more experimental and ronnie is more than happy to follow along. 40.) who has an insatiable appetite? and what does the other do to help? eddie is always fucking hungry so ronnie always offers to grab food for him or she packs extra snacks. homegirl is always prepared for her mans. 42.) what’s their favorite type of weather to enjoy together? (getting snowed in together, watching thunderstorms, etc.) as extraverted as they are, they’re both are lowkey homebodies. they do enjoy thunderstorms so they have an excuse to stay in bed all day and just enjoy each other’s company. 44.) who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? would the other join in or watch from the doorway? oh eddie would definitely start with a little bit of moves here and there and ronnie would just laugh her ass off at him. then, eddie would pull her in and get her to dance with him and just be goofballs together. 46.) would they get frisky at the movies by themselves? ….. yes. 100%. unless it’s a new movie that one or both have been waiting for so the friskiness would be put on hold until they make it back to eddie’s van. 48.) who’s the better driver? ronnie. no ifs, ands, or buts. eddie is a maniac in his van and ronnie refuses to ever let him drive her car. 50.) who’s more likely to do something out of spite? oh, ronnie hands down!!! homeboy is the queen of spite. you ask her to not do something and she will absolutely do the opposite. no one can tell her what to do. 52.) describe their weekend getaway? they would 100% go on a road trip to another state for a heavy metal concert! eddie is blasting music the whole way, him and ronnie stopping at every destination along the way and taking polaroids, eating at local restaurants, and what not. definitely take turns while driving so they can get a chance to sleep for a bit. once they get to the venue, they’re having a blast with the music, drinking, and just having a good fucking time. will definitely have sex in the van after the concert and then head home the next day. 54.) who’s more likely to carry the other to bed? obviously eddie. he will treat her like royalty!!! 56.) what do they do turn the other on/put them in the mood? all ronnie has to do to turn eddie on is just wearing a skirt. homeboy loses all form of self control when he sees her long legs like he is a goner. also when she really wants to be a tease, she'll sit on his lap in public and he just goes completely still and ronnie will just bat her eyelashes all innocently like she had absolutely no idea what she's doing to him. to turn ronnie on, if eddie is even wearing a smidge of eyeliner, she’s ready to tear his clothes off. and watching him perform too is something she never expected to be so hot and intense. 58.) who’s more likely to hold a grudge after an argument? well, it depends on the argument. they’re both stubborn, but i think eddie is a slightly more likely to hold a grudge. but when the argument is resolved on both sides, eddie lets it go immediately like he doesn’t hold on to it any more than necessary. 60.) who pulls the other closer when they’re sleeping? EDDIE!!!! HOMEBOY’S LOVE LANGUAGE IS PHYSICAL TOUCH!!!!

[lit-in-thy-heart]

2, 7, 8, 17, 25 and *gasp* Merwaincelot for the otp asks? 🤣💕

of course, thank you for the ask! 💕 (and i'm sorry for the delay, this ask somehow got lost in my notes rip)

2. Big spoon/little spoon?

There is no spooning. You are lucky to get a spot in the bed if your name is Lancelot because Merlin, after spending most of his life sleeping on the floor, is prone to spreading and Gwaine has a habit of tangling himself in the sheets in the attempt to cling to something. Dusk hits and it's every person for themselves to obtain the best spot in the bed (right in the dip in the middle, where maximum chaos can be caused for the other two occupants) and Lancelot nearly always ends up making a nest at the bottom of the bed out of spite, though he always swears that he doesn't mean to clip Gwaine’s and Merlin’s faces with his heel...

7. What's the first thing that changes when they realise they have feelings for each other?

For Merlin, it's physical contact and it's relatively easy to do it unnoticed: discreetly brushing against their shoulders when he leans over their chairs at meetings and meal times to talk to them. He does it subtly, taking their goblets perhaps a little too eagerly so that their fingers brush, or offering to push in their chairs so that his hand just grazes against their thighs as he retracts.

Lancelot, when he realises, can't stop smiling every time he sees them -- which does mean some interesting excuses are made for when Arthur asks him why he's broadly grinning in the middle of a training session when he's talking about nearly being bludgeoned to death by bandits. He goes out of his way to see if both Gwaine and Merlin need help with anything, just so he can spend more time with them with an excuse.

Gwaine doesn't go to the tavern for a straight month, initially thinking that it's only because Lancelot and Merlin are usually the ones to take care of him or treat him more kindly than the others when he has a hangover and he just associates them with healing and gentleness. Over that month he does realise that he associates them with healing and gentleness, but there is no 'just' about it. He then starts flirting outrageously with both of them in the hopes that his mind will realise that he does not want these jokes to come true. Safe to say that does not work in ridding his feelings, but does manage to make Merlin and Lancelot incredibly flustered...until Lancelot decides to start flirting back and training session are a nightmare.

8. Nicknames? If so, how did they originate?

Lancelot gets called 'Lance' by both Gwaine and Merlin. After travelling to Ealdor for a few days, they were attacked and Gwaine called that instead of Lancelot’s full name. There were some words exchanged after they were safe, including Gwaine stating how Lancelot hadn't frozen in anticipation for the rest of his name and had actually heeded Gwaine’s advice and ducked, so therefore he had recognised 'Lance' as his name. Merlin had then made a joke about easily being able to name another part of Lancelot 'Lance' if Lancelot didn't want it connected with his face. Gwaine had started laughing and Lancelot had swept up an armful of leaves and thrown them at them both, but had then admitted a nickname would be easier when fighting.

Gwaine also calls both of them 'my love' and Merlin is also known as Merigold (that is not a typo by the way) (the origin of that will be revealed soon -- spoilers).

Lancelot calls Gwaine 'my love' and Merlin 'my light' because of the way his eyes light up when doing magic.

Merlin has a very specific way of saying Gwaine’s name in tender moments that sends Gwaine’s heart into palpitations.

17. Who says I love you first?

Lancelot. Granted, he says it in the midst of a fever to both Gwaine and Merlin, who refuse to leave him for a week, and doesn't actually remember saying it when he's recovered. However, upon finding out that he did say it, he reasserts the declaration when he's not suffering from a fever.

25. Who needs more assurance?

Gwaine needs assurance that they won't leave him but will never admit it (Lance and Merlin are sure to provide it at every opportunity, usually through small gestures that indicate they're constantly thinking of him). Merlin needs assurance that he's not putting them in danger, which Lance and Gwaine provide by being sure to show him what they've learnt each week (Merlin also does not complain about that because he finds seeing them both fight incredibly attractive). Lancelot will also never admit that he's constantly worried that he's not good enough for either of them and doesn't deserve them, to which Merlin and Gwaine draw up a chart of all the dumb things they've done and how Lancelot was able to help them get away with the dumb things or picked up the pieces after the dumb things. They also say that their relationship is not about deserving, but loving. It's probably one of their favourite things to say.

[kaaras-adaar]

30 Day OTP Challenge NSFW edition.

Day 1 – Cuddles (naked) Characters: Kaaras, The Iron Bull Warning: nudity It was the early hours of morning when Bull’s eye scrunched before it opened. Shit, they’d got so carried away last night that they’d forgotten to draw the curtains, and now the sun was starting to crawl its way into the spacious chambers of the Inquisitor. His lover was usually a man of early mornings as it were, but Bull often was able to sleep through Kaaras moving about the room to get himself ready. It was a strange sensation, to wake up to someone time after time, morning after morning. Not an unpleasant one. Bull found himself admiring the Inquisitor in his sleep, his expression sometimes the most peaceful when he wasn’t stressing over what meeting he had to have today or who he was going to toss into a prison cell. The guy needed a serious break at times, and getting to see his visage in such a state of peacefulness made Bull’s eye crease just a little as the corner of his lips turned upwards into a smile. It was short lived, though, as the Vashoth’s breathing changed as his body started to wake. All those early morning routines meant the mage had a biological clock that had him waking from pure habit. Alas, the man was only just beginning to stir, but the open curtain wasn’t going to help either of them, as Kaaras moved his hands underneath the pillow and shoved his face into it to hide from the light. Bull chuckled, moving a little closer and feeling the warmth of bare naked skin on skin, their legs tangled in the sheets from last night. A thick hand moved beneath the sheet to draw over the muscle of Kaaras’ back, feeling every groove and curve before he ran down to that fantastic arse of his and gave it a grope. “Mmmph.” It was unclear what came from Kaaras’ mouth as he spoke into the pillow, but he faced away from Bull, clearly tired. “Hey, where you think you’re goin’, Kadan?” the Bull grinned, moving up to spoon the other man’s back—albeit with difficulty considering his horn was at such an awkward angle now. Their shared bed was filled with comfortable cushions to ease awkward neck cramps, though. Plus, growing up with horns meant learning a few tricks, or just perhaps getting used to the painful kinks one could wake up in the morning with. Kaaras’ eyes partway opened as he felt that strong hand pull his back against Bull’s chest. Even half asleep, he still managed a smile, feeling comfort as he was pressed against his lover. Maker, how he did love this man, and the feeling of getting to wake up to him. He would die happy if he got to wake to this every day for the rest of his life, and he was more than content with that. “Mmm, I have to get up soon,” he murmured, his eyes squinting as the brightness finally hit them from the open curtains. The sun hadn’t quite made it up through the balcony window and doors yet, but the room was a lightening blue. This high up in the mountains (and the fortress of Skyhold), there were no birds chirping away merrily, just the silence around them. That and their breathing—and he could hear Ginger, his cat, purring away on the floor somewhere. Presumably at the hearth of the now non-existent fire. “C’mon, you can stay just a little longer. Just so I can fondle this great ass,” Bull purred into the long ear at his lips. His hand moved back beneath the covers and cupped a solid, plump cheek. “Still a little sticky from last night. Sure you don’t wanna stay and have a bath before you get up for your morning routine?” He chuckled as he nipped Kaaras’ ear. The Inquisitor flushed red in the cheeks at the comment, his ear flicking as he felt Bull’s teeth tug lovingly at it. “Maker’s breath...” he muttered. But Bull was absolutely right: he was filthy from their lovemaking last night, and he’d called attention to it. Was he really sticky? He supposed he probably was, considering the oils—as well as Bull’s ejaculate. That made him blush even more and push Bull’s hand away from his rear, as if insecure over the whole matter. Bull just laughed. “Come on, don’t be shy.” He nuzzled into Kaaras’ neck then, which earned a little laugh from his lover. “That’s better.” He moved his hand back to Kaaras’ backside and let his hand move over the shape of it before he drew the sheets down so he could see it. “Much better view,” he grinned, kissing the thick shoulder that was closest to him. “You’re going to get me all riled up, Bull, and you know it,” Kaaras muttered with a chuckle as he pressed his rump back into that calloused hand. He reached his own hand downward to grab Bull’s wrist, guiding the large arm around him and linking their fingers at his chest. “If you think saying I’m dirty and making me have a bath is an excuse for you to just get me dirty again beforehand... then you’re definitely barking up the right tree.” Kaaras pulled Bull’s hand upwards and pressed his lips to the back of his palm. He could feel Bull’s laugh make the bed shift, as well as the weight that was against his back. He loved the sound of his laugh, the feel of him behind him. Damnit, now he was definitely going to get aroused. “Come here,” Bull ordered quietly, so gently that one may even mistake it for a beg. “I want to see that adorable bed hair of yours, and your sleepy eyes.” Kaaras scoffed. “Well, when you say it like that, I’m definitely not turning around.” He gasped when he felt much larger and stronger arms move and shift him. He was turned over to face Bull and he laughed, moving a ringed hand over his face to hide it. “Ugh, I’m disgusting in the morning.” Bull smirked and took Kaaras’ hand away from his face, gently caressing the younger man’s sharp cheek, right over stubble that was somehow immaculately accurate. Kaaras was a damn perfectionist. “You’re always beautiful. The most beautiful person I’ve ever known, Kadan.” He leant forward and pressed his lips against the thin ones. Instantly, he felt Kaaras melt into it. Perfect. He was so easy to please at times, and Bull smiled into that kiss knowing that he’d relaxed the Inquisitor with mere words and a simple morning kiss. “There. Better?” Kaaras relaxed against Bull’s shoulder and placed his hand over the large, barrel chest of the warrior, touching scarred skin. “You always make everything better,” he murmured, eyes flicking to Bull’s, the patch off and showing how marred the man’s face was. “I love you.” Bull smiled and pressed another kiss to the smaller qunari, but this time on the forehead before he brushed those mischievous butterscotch locks from Kaaras’ forehead. “Love you, too, Kadan.”

[cosmicpeko]

“Christmas Night” | FuyuPeko Christmas Exchange

Word count: 1,787

OTP: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu x Peko Pekoyama | Danganronpa 2

Story type: Fanfiction

Short summary: Following the end of the Hope Restoration Program, everyone in the Future Foundation headquarters was ready to spend another night in recovery and rehabilitation. Fuyuhiko, however, who managed to regain track of the time and date, was able to find out that night was not like any other. And he had just the perfect person in mind to tell first.

Important notes: This is my gift/fic for the FuyuPeko Christmas Exchange event hosted by @may-we-have-peace! The user I’ve been assigned was @flannelspacegay and since I wasn’t given any prompts, I tried my best with the ones I had in store ;_; Please remember English is not my first language so there might be some grammar mistakes or things that don’t make sense? Anyway enjoy this will be super short!

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"Won't you sleep a little?"

Between the greasy white walls of room 102 echoed the wind, howling cold from its half-closed, only window. That's how Peko knew it was winter ㅡ the freezing air sliced her cheeks. Since she woke up, she had been rebellious to any sort of request for some reason ㅡ including those of the guard nurses to leave the window closed, so that the toxic fog of the outside wouldn't enter the building's rooms and corridors. Reluctant to give up in spite of the many reminders, Peko's room was assigned an air filtration machine, which unstoppably produced some kind of metallic noise that would keep Peko awake.

Fuyuhiko, on the other side of the room, kept looking at her, leaning with all his weight on the door he had closed behind him. The change in temperature between room 102 and the rest of the building was enough to make Fuyuhiko shiver, but he decided on trying not to antagonize her by forcing the nurses requests on her newly rebellious self ㅡ rather, he carefully approached the little, uncomfortable mattress where Peko's bony, thin body was resting. He helped her be seated then, so that she would feel at ease looking at him on the same height. Her composure always made her look like a soldier, ready to receive an order any time.

Peko was unquestionably skinny ㅡ her athletic structure had been lost during months of unconscious fasting. Although everyone was constantly fed during the simulation, and that was also why Fuyuhiko hadn't lost much weight ㅡ those who were killed in Jabberwock Island entered a comatose state which made their body function irregularly. Depending on how much their body was into the coma, more physical damage was found, like PTSD*. That was also why Peko didn't speak.

As a result of the trauma experienced during her execution, her lungs, and her whole respiratory system was on the edge of collapse ㅡ as she could concretely feel the blades still pierce her body, she was having a hard time breathing. Oxygen depleted, starting again was an extremely difficult task for the swordswoman.

Fuyuhiko found more strength in helping her than helping himself.

Not one day would pass without him trying to guard and protect her, ignoring the rest of his classmates and sacrificing his own recovery. Being without her had been of excruciating pain ㅡ it took him so long to accept her death, until it was proven fake. Since then, a moment couldn't pass without him needing to make sure she was alive. So he wouldn't give up: he would stand before room 102 day and night, fighting whoever got in his way, waiting for visitation time ㅡ and everyone knew that time was Fuyuhiko's only. At night, surveillance was extended to the whole hall, so it was easier to dodge; and he knew he could be finally be with her without worrying or fighting.

The blonde took a sit next to her, facing her side with his entire body, emulating her composure.

"I found an old calendar in the guardhouse and spent the afternoon doing the math. I couldn't wait to tell you what's up today."

Peko, who was deeply insomniac and a little confused, rubbed her tired eyes with her hands and goggled a little, struggling to see without her glasses but still trying to focus on his face, giving him a sign of her attention.

Fuyuhiko smirked again, delighted.

"I think you could tell by my freezing ass-" the girl's sudden coughing caught him by surprise for a second, but while trying to make sure she was okay, he found out she cracked under a little laugh. It took a while before Peko got on her track again, struggling to breath, but visibly humored. He continued, "...but this is Christmas night. It's officially december 25th."

Only by mentioning Christmas, the blonde had Peko beaming. She raised both her eyebrows, then melted in a sweet, little smile. Christmas had always been an important tradition for the Kuzuryuu family. Both Fuyuhiko's mother and father, although very conservative and loyal to the culture of old Japan, adopted this western recurrence for their family. During Christmas night, they used to hide presents and sweets all over the house for their children to find. That Peko knew, because every year, she would be sent from her Master and his sister to find all the hiding spots, making it hard for the Kuzuryuu's to think about more clever solutions for the following year. Just by remembering, she could feel the house's warmth intensely on her skin ㅡ she could picture the oven in the kitchen, too high for her at the time to reach, in constant function, while Fuyuhiko's nanny was busy cooking all kinds of dishes for the day, both western and Japanese.

The boy could notice Peko's smile even though she tried to hide it by lowing her head slightly, letting her silvery hair slide on her shoulders ㅡ only that sight was enough to make him smile two-to-three times brighter.

"You remember, right?! 'Tis a special night, this one, Peko!"

That was the first time in years she had seen her like that ㅡ he thought nothing was going to ruin that moment for them. Nonetheless, they were conscious of the fact that those moments were not to come back anymore.

Brainwashed by despair, they were guilty of many crimes ㅡ including killing their family and masters, who they loved deeply, burning their house down, massacring the closest members of their clan and guiding the rest into their same madness. They couldn't remember any of it, and probably didn't know about it, but they could feel it. But even with that, they weren't able to feel sad or guilty ㅡ like if that ability was surgically removed from their brains. Evil lurked around them without ever touching them. They, who were once despair embodied, were blessed to be born again, could never be infected again.

"I hid something for you to be found, yesterday." now calmer, Fuyuhiko searched for the swordswoman's attention, who immediately raised her head again at his level. That alone was enough to make Peko blush lightly. Her tired, but still flaming red eyes regained strength immediately, as they started flashing quickly from a corner of the room to the other, analyzing the blonde's body and behind his back, with the same curiosity a child would have if they exchanged places ㅡ trying her best, she also moved her body to better observe her surroundings, resulting in a big laugh from Fuyuhiko's side.

However, he decided to anticipate her and unveil the secret, preventing her to make too much of an effort ㅡ he knew she would complete any task for him, to the point of putting her life at risk.

Getting up on his feet, and lowing his back, he managed to pull out from under the mattress what seemed to Peko like a piece of fabric. It took a while to realize that piece of fabric the other was holding was effectively stuffed and shaped as a little panda ㅡ her favourite animal. The black was heavily marked with some kind of ink that resembled that of a pen. The eyes were badly sewn buttons. Overall, it looked creepy. But she couldn't help but feeling overwhelmed ㅡ she freezed, as she was holding the little gift too close to her eyes, trying to capture every detail without her glasses.

Confused by her reaction, Fuyuhiko pouted. "I managed to shape a metallic spring from my bed as a sewing needle with the little knowledge I have of crafting, and literally sewn my sheets." he lowed his head, embarassed, "That's honestly trash, but like, I thought you could use some company when I'm not around."

Lost in his own words, he didn't realize until he heard it, that Peko was sobbing lightly, challenging her own lungs.

Since her awakening, every little emotion had a huge impact on her. From not being capable of feeling much - as she taught to, from a very young age - she was suddenly weak to any small change of mood. To Fuyuhiko, it was like returning to planet Earth and crushing on its surface. He rushed towards her again, sat on the bed, and cupped her face with his hands while brushing away her tears with his thumbs. "Shit- please don't cry," he panicked instantly, and more so when Peko slightly rubbed her cheeks onto his hands, cuddling slowly ㅡ that would be reassuring, if it wasn't Peko he had before him. Something clearly changed after the whole experience in Jabberwock Island.

He took a while to understand what the swordswoman was trying to say. She was happy ㅡ and that was her way of communicating her newly discovered feelings. "We're the only ones left," Fuyuhiko whispered, "who can carry on our family's legacy." His hands slided on her shoulders and arms, until he finally grabbed her hands again. "I don't wanna do it without you, Peko." Hope was good, he thought. He couldn't help but smile because as he watched her being vulnerable and tired, he could see his future ㅡ a bright future, where a thousand more of Christmas nights would happen, and they would spend them in a proper room, where pretty lights would replace those of the beeping machinery above her head, and the heat of an actual house would surround them instead of the cold wind Peko was so stubborn not to defend herself from ㅡ just to feel alive. A future where they would be togheter.

Peko was in love with that hope �� and she was in love with Fuyuhiko. Love doesn't need words, and it goes far, it goes beyond the devotion and the loyalty of a tool. She opened her lips softly.

"Thank you..."

The boy was left astonished by that attempt of hers, but deep down, he knew that was the right time for her to do it.

He kept smirking, literally on the moon. Moving his body towards her, he gently guided her head against his own chest, then rested a cheek among her silver hair. Peko could feel his heartbeat through his bones ㅡ so fragile, yet so powerful. To her, it was all so natural, just meant to be. So she closed her eyes, soothed by that rhythm, and immediately fell asleep, squeezing the little gift she received that night in her thin arms.

Fuyuhiko found out a while later, but kept hugging her and rocking back and forth, like he was holding just the most delicate thing in the world.

"I can't wait to spend my life with you."

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Everyone, meri christmis (~￣³￣)~

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Fairys Lost in Liones - Chapter One

Gajevy and Banlaine are my OTP's and I wanted to see a crossover between them and between Fairy Tail and Nanatsu no taizai, hope you enjoy!

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Levy could feel aching and pain all over her body as she woke up from a deep sleep, she opened her eyes and shuffled sitting up on the bed, wincing as she did. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around the room expecting to see the guilds infirmary, but that didn’t seem to be the case in this situation. Instead of white sheets they were pink and instead of Mira or Wendy stood beside her tending to her wounds there was no one.

“Where am I?” She muttered out groggily, speaking to no one in particular but hoping that one of her guild mates would answer her. The nerves were beginning to creep in as the predicament she found herself in began to dawn on her, alone, injured, and unaware of where she was or how she got there; With each passing second more questions arose but no answers were there to comfort her.

She slowly got out of bed, being mindful of her injuries that seemed to encompass the majority of her body, she stretched out her body a little hoping to ease some of the tension she was feeling both inside and out, she took another quick scan around the brightly coloured rustic bedroom that for the life of her she could not recognise, she was hoping it would be a guildmates bedroom or something like that but she didn’t think so, the whole place just felt a little… off.

It was at that moment that she realised two things A) She was covered in neatly wrapped bandages, so she assumed that whoever brought her here was friendly and B) That she was wearing an outfit that was more befitting of Lucy! a tight pink t-shirt that ended at her waist, the smallest blue mini skirt and belt, and one long blue sock. Not her typical state of dress however she was more concerned about who dressed her.  

Then it hit her, Gajeel, Pantherlily, Jet and Droy were all with her, the last thing she could remember was all of them heading out on a mission together, which she had just about managed to drag Gajeel onto. Are they here? Are they ok? A loud commotion from downstairs disrupted her train of thought, it sounded like a lot of people, maybe that was them. Even if not she would still have to leave the room at some point, so that’s what she did. Creeping down the stairway the ruckus got louder, people yelling and cheering maybe, but none of them sounded like any of her boys.

Reaching the bottom of the stairway and rounding the corner, she shyly walked into what seemed like quite a nice little restaurant and bar. How odd. But what caught her eye the most was that she could see the group people she is assuming found her.

“Look who’s finally awake” Straining her neck looking up she came face to face, well face to chest, with a pair of red eyes with a devilish glint in them, the man was grinning down at her but it wasn’t malicious it seemed more playful which actually threw her off a little bit. She had to take two steps back just to look at him properly, how tall is this man!? she thought, he easily towered over her, even more than Gajeel did. And why on earth is he wearing an apron instead of a t-shirt?

Six pair of eyes scattered around the room were all on her waiting for her to say something, but her nervousness temporarily got the better of her, she didn’t recognise any of these people or the place and Gajeel was nowhere to be seen the whole situation was very unsettling for her, she wished she didn't have to do it alone.

“Ban don’t scare her! Don’t mind him my. name's Hawk captain of scraps disposal!” A large pig pushed past the man she now knew as Ban to speak with her. He seemed rather outgoing. She heard Ban mutter out a quick ‘Sorry Master’ This pig wasn’t in charge was he?

“Uh hi, my name's Levy Mcgarden, it…it’s nice to meet you Hawk” She was taken back by the fact there was a talking pig for only a moment before she composed herself again, deciding to ignore the part about scraps, she had bigger questions at the moment.

“You’re not surprised by the talking pig?” Ban asked incredulously whilst leaning against the bar and wrapping an arm around a small blonde girl with big golden eyes, seriously who are these people?

“I know a talking cat so no” He nodded at her, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“I’m sorry but I’m so confused, who are you people?” She tried to remain polite but the whole situation was so strange.

“You don’t know? we’re the Seven Deadly Sins” A small blonde boy who seemed rather chipper then joined the conversation, but he also started groping a tall, beautiful white haired woman who kind of reminded her of Mira. The girl blushed but didn’t do anything. Levy immediately averted her eyes and decided to talk into the void instead as to avoid the embarrassing scene.

“Who?” Ok so the name ‘Seven Deadly Sins’ did not put here at ease. And she had never heard of them before, is that some sort of guild name perhaps?

“You’re not from around here are you” Another small brunette boy joined in with a deadpan tone, it wasn’t exactly a question more of an accusation. The blonde boy then introduced himself as Meliodas the leader of the Seven Deadly Sins, the Dragon Sin of Wrath and gave a very brief description of what they were, although it was confusing, an order of Holy Knights for the kingdom of Liones and… criminals. As interesting as it was to hear it raised a lot more questions than it did answers.

“What? There is no place called Liones or Britannia and there are no Holy Knights”  She knew of every country on Earthland and she was sure that she was right about this, but she also didn’t think that they were lying, what is going on?

“Yes, there is and that’s where you are right now” Meliodas said keeping his voice light, she could not seem to tell what he was thinking and everyone else was just looking at her like she was crazy, which to be fair she could understand.

“OH! Gajeel, Jet, Droy and Pantherlily where are they!?” She suddenly burst out looking frantically around the room, they must know where they are, they would have been with her right; she couldn’t be out here all on her own.

“There was only one other person with you, tall, dark hair, angry looking guy. He’s going to be ok, but he’s hurt bad, he’s upstairs resting now” Meliodas told her pointing at the staircase then heading behind the bar.

“Oh thank Mavis Gajeels ok” She sighed letting out a breath of air she didn’t know she was holding in, but that didn’t make her feel completely better as the other three still weren’t accounted for “But are you sure there wasn’t any else with us? A ginger guy, a big guy with dark hair, and a small black cat with a sword maybe?” It was a desperate attempt; she knew it but she had to ask maybe they had seen them somewhere else on their travels.

“No but that last guy sounds cool!” Exclaimed Ban jumping up a little, the blonde girl patted him on the shoulder and giggled signalling for him to cool down a little bit, which he did.

Worry took over her then, where on Earthland could they be? she hoped they were ok, with any luck they were still in Magnolia.

“You must be starving” The White-haired girl approached her and ushered her to sit down at the bar, they sat beside each other, and the blonde girl sat on the other side of her. “Ban why don’t you get started on some supper for everyone, the others should be back soon” Meliodas told Ban whilst he started fixing up some drinks for everyone.

The White haired girl accepted the drinks and divided them amongst the three girls “My name is Princess Elizabeth but don’t worry you don’t have to be formal with me” She smiled brightly at her and it actually did make Levy feel a bit better.

“Wow a Princess are you sure I feel like I should bow” Elizabeth giggled at that and shook her head.

“And my name is Elaine, I’m from the Fairy kings Forest '' There was something about Elaine that she couldn’t quite figure out, she looked young like Wendy, but her eyes gave her away she looked wise beyond her years.

“Ha that’s funny I’m from the Fairy Tail guild”

“You’re a fairy too!?” She beamed with excitement practically bouncing out of her seat.

“Are you a fairy!?” Shocked beyond belief this girl seemed genuine when she said too so that must mean…no. This doesn’t make any sense, she can’t be a fairy, this day just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

“Yes…why are you surprised?”

The guild wasn’t going to believe this, if this was real then she had just discovered actual Fairy’s, just imagining everyone’s faces when she told made her laugh internally.

“I’m sorry I know this might sound ridiculous, but you don’t have a tail do you?”

“No we don’t have tails! are you crazy?” The brunette boy shouted from the cushion he was currently laying on in the air, ok so that was a little weird. But now she could tell everyone the answer to the age-old question on whether Fairies have Tails or not, this was an amazing day, well if you don’t include everything else that has happened.

With everyone in the room looking at her like she was out of her mind she started to explain why she had asked, she told them about the guild and Fiory, hopefully they might be able to fill in some of the gaps that she was missing. They told her that they had no idea what she was going on about which by now wasn’t that surprising, but they said a mage called Merlin may be able to help, they would just have to wait for her to return. Apparently there were still a few people missing called Merlin, Escanor, Diane and Gowther.

Dinner was almost ready for everyone so she decided she should head up and check on Gajeel just to make sure he was alright.

“LEVY!” Everyone stopped at the sound of a fierce roar coming from upstairs, he rushed downstairs clearly ignoring any pain and each thud of his descent was getting closer and closer. Rounding the corner they locked eyes and he marched up to her gently grabbing her shoulders and checking her over noticing the many bandages, his eyes looked panicked and she could tell that unlike her the moment he awoke he leaped out of bed and instead of waiting to try and piece together what was going on he immediately went on a hunt.

“Are you alright?” He asked, staring at her. After a moment he realised how close they were and stepped back and let go of her shoulders opting to scratch the back of his head and look away from her to alleviate some of the awkwardness, she noticed a very light blush on his cheeks but passed it of as a reaction to all the adrenaline coursing through his system. She nodded and hoped that he didn’t see her light blush either though, but of course it was only because of the adrenaline

“Where’s Pantherlily and the two morons?” And who are all these people?” He motioned to everyone else in the room who were still looking at them intently, seeming a bit put off by the silence of the unknown presences.

She ignored his moron comment and then smiled thinking of introducing him to the new friends she had made, Elaine and Elizabeth were delightful and she didn’t know what to think of the guys yet, but they seemed alright too.  

“These are the Seven Deadly Sins” levy gestured around the room and the girls and Meliodas waved, Ban nodded his head, and the brunette boy rolled his eyes.

“What the hell is that, a boy Band?” Gajeel asked mockingly, still seeming a bit Sceptical though.  

“No but that would be cool” Meliodas shouted out from beside Liz and jumped up to look excitedly at Ban who also had a massive grin plastered over his face.

Gajeel however looked much like Levy did not too long ago as hearing that name didn’t really clear anything up. Oh well she had plenty of time to explain things to him in more detail later, she couldn’t wait to tell him about the Fairy’s.

But as ok as things seemed at the moment they were still in a dire situation; was this the result of the Dark Guild they were going to face?

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KINKTOBER (17: Breeding Kink)

Supreme! Michael+Hawthorne Headmast! Reader:

(If you are confused about this universe just read this).

Hey guys, I’ll put the keep reading when I am home! 💙 (Sorry! 😭)

SUMMARY: Michael’s desire for you is suddenly so unhibited and strange and you can’t help but wonder what has caused it... although you are not complaining about it

WARNINGS: Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink/Creampie.

He had hounded you as a starving dog, looking for some food all day.

But you were still on work duty and hadn’t been able to follow his devious suggestions.

You had calmed his nervous state, promising to be his that night, and as soon as the lesson finished you had moved onto your shared suite in a little house linked to Hawthorne but far away enough not to have you students all up in your business.

You had lived in that little house long before you were wedded to the Supreme, but since you two were lawfully or unlawfully wedded, it seemed to warm and happy...

... still missing something, although neither you and Michael had pressured each other for that.

You lived in a blissfull peace for long, only you two and were beyond than happy with that.

When you had arrived, Michael hadn’t been home, since he might have thought about carrying some business over at Robinchaux, meanwhile he waited for you.

You had taken the chance for a nice relaxing bath, completely diving under the water, exiting it only as the water water had become cold and you had found yourself to be too lazy to warm it up again.

Then you took care of your body with lotions and perfume, slipping into an elegant lacey nightgown, black as the night waiting outside which you stared into, wondering what was happening outside to keep your lover away from you.

It couldn’t help but be more ironic: you had avoided him all day, just to miss him by night.

What a fickle thing was love...

Strong arms enveloped you in a warm hug, almost surprising you, meanwhile you adjusted yourself to the warmth, almost grateful for it.

“Hello, beloved, haven’t you missed me?” he asked softly in your ear, before biting it gently, making you moan softly your answer which was a clear and playful “no”.

You escaped his grip elegantly, turning to face him, smirking lightly and finding a dark need in your lover’s face, something that brought your core to sing, meanwhile you did your best not to let it affect you too much, wanting to tease Michael more.

“... oh what lies does your mouth spin” chastised you the Supreme, meanwhile he chased you around the bed, finally catching up to you and throwing you onto the bed.

And there that dark and aroused stare chaned, becoming devilish famished.

“What has happened to you, lover?” you asked softly, grabbing his face to make him stare up at you, enamoured with those pretty azure eyes, which had grown a shade darker due to anger and arousal.

Michael didn’t answer immediately, pushing up your nightgown up to reveal your naked stomach and your raised breasts, standing at attention, which he licked throughly, biting down on them to leave a light mark, before he started suckling them softly, gaining a few good screams from you and your totally loss of memory about your own question.

And when he answered it seemed nothing more than an hungry man answer, showing you his teeth.

“You are fertile”.

It all hit you up in that moment: a month ago you had gone off the pill, since you and Michael had both talked about a possible baby, but you hadn’t been able to try much, mostly using the motto “if it happens, it happens”.

You hadn’t thought that it would have such an effect on Michael, who had moved onto pushing your panties down your legs, revealing your already wet sex, shining even more due to indeed your fertile window.

He seemed like a starving man being put in front of food for the first time since for ever.

“... and you denied me for all the day, you evil creature” he mumbled, almost whining pathetically, then any moan of displeasure was soothed by him diving his plump lips onto your heat, effectively tasting you and bringing pleasure to your deepest core.

He continued his lapping till he had enough and all his face was full of your juices, a true erotic sight, and solliciting other wetness between your legs, which he collected, just to rub it onto his manhood.

He had just pulled it out from his pants, due to his aching desire, and had gently but with firmeness settled you up comfortably onto your back, spreading your legs and the mess between them, something which brought red onto your cheeks.

He pushed himself into you quickly making you howl for the surprise, and he pushed himself flush onto you, as if he wanted to make you two, one, what would probably happen soon, that night.

You reached onto his hair, pulling on them to smash even closer your lips, to become even further a single being and your kegs blocked themselves behind his ass, pushing him further into you, till he hit your cervix.

“... you are always so fucking tight, wet and warm” he mumbled, into your ear, which he licked softly “I really hope my seed will be able to take its seat into you”.

“Michael, please” you pleaded, as his hips pounded into you, almost as a savage beast, not stopping till he fucking knotted you.

“Are you begging for my cock or my seed?” he taunted you, stopping the violent thrusts for a slower rhythm, making you feel each inch of his manhood, making you feel completely the way he fillled you and the way he was already leaking in you, leaving a slight slickness between your trembling legs.

“Both, damn, both” you chanted, totally lost on the pleasure hooked onto it, and feeling yourself lose your sanity due to the sudden slow rhythm that had brought you onto the verge of madness, not letting you tumble in your own pleasure.

“Will you make me a father, sweetheart?” his tone was sickengly sweet and it didn’t stop you from smiling lightly at the promise of that future.

“Yes, Michael, a million times, yes” and he gently brought your hand to kiss it tenderly, before his thrusts went back to that animalistic rush that brought you to feel a simple bitch in heat, searching the end of that rushed pleasure.

“... then take everything I give you, my beauty” he muttered, pushing himself to hit that special spot inside her, his hands fisting roughly the sheet, till his knuckles went white and his hips moved erratically.

Sweat fell onto your shoulders and you tried your best to reach over, to push him with you.

And you did, with a moan of your rosy lips and a smile.

“Fill me up and make me a mommy” you mumbled in his ear, meanwhile he lost himself in you, coating your sensitive walls with his own cum and falling onto you, still hard inside you.

“Do you think we have made it?” you giggled turning yourself around, and bringing yourself with him, standing atop of him, excited of your conjoined bodies and your joint fluids, mixing together inside of yourself.

“I do think so, my love” he kissed your forehead, before he brought you again under him with a shriek “... but I do think that another round will give us even more chances of success”.

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