#please excuse any grammar mistakes i am so so Tired

[dancingafterdark]

hark! what is this? an update? from yours truly? perish the thought!

i’ll give you a show chapt. 2 + 3 are coming along — with luck, i’ll have them done and ready within the next couple of months. i was originally aiming for having them wrapped up by june but then. Life Happened. and whoops, now it’s nearing the end of july—

i’ve also been working on what has been dubbed the “radiostatic child support AU” [see here], progress has just been slow because of school and my health. i’ve also been in the early drafting stages of not one, but TWO radiostatic fics of the. hm, spicy variety? @hiemaldesirae, u know the ones i’m talking about~ slutty newscaster vox and possessive freak al, anyone? wink wink

small life (TM) notice as well: i’ll try and be brief, but after a physical examination ordered for my SSI application a little over a week ago, i found there was a membrane in my retina that’s causing blindness in my right eye, likely caused by a previous vitreous hemorrhage in the same eye back in 2019. i’ll likely have to get surgery to have the membrane removed, which could impact my ability to do much of...well, anything involving my usual hobbies for a hot minute, so if i end up disappearing on here for a bit in the (hopefully) next couple of months...That’s why. alongside school ofc, but classes end for me next month and then it will be on to the September term.

T_T

send help /hj

[eternity-111]

A special little break time!

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Barbatos just can't seem to relax and take a break, fine. You'll have to do it in your own way. (fem reader x dom barbatos)

NSFW! minors scroll down ⊹

nsfw, blow job, tears, creampie 𖹭

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reblogs, likes are appreciated! If you see any grammar mistakes, feel free to tell me <3

You receive a message from the young Lord asking you a favor to help him convince Barbatos to get a break. He can't think of anyone else but you.

"I'm not exactly sure why Barbatos always follows your command, it is like your superpower! you can tell him to touch a rat and he will gladly do it" said Diavalo while giggling.

No really, it's so hard to convince him to take a break. Even when the young Lord himself told him to. His excuses are always "This is my duty" or "I'm your Butler". And technically you agreed to help Diavalo.

firstly, you open your phone and text Barbatos to meet you at the cafe.

"Is this something important? If not, I will not come." Barbatos replied to your text. But no, you won't give up that easily. You are determined that you can do it! so this time, you call him.

"Let's do something fun Barbatos! aren't you tired of working?"

"I'm honored that you asked me, but no. I am not tired since this is my duty to keep an eye on the young master."

ugh. why isn't he agreeing to go out with you? how dare he say no to you. He rarely says that!

"Fine! I'll come over there then. wait for me Barbatos!" although he declines any offer, you are still determined to get him to take a break.

you are now inside of the castle, trying to find Barbatos but since it's so big, you almost got lost! even though you have been visiting the castle almost every week, you still managed to get confused about the layout of the castle. It's pretty huge after all. Searching for him makes you exhausted and really thirsty. walking around that castle is like an exercise for you. So you head over to the kitchen to get something to drink, and that's when you find Barbatos. Washing the dishes.

"Barbatos! I'm so glad I found you" smiling when you finally found him.

"Why hello there Mc, you seem to be panting a lot. Are you okay?" Looking back at you while finishing up his duty.

"yeah I'm fine dont worry." you replied while grabbing yourself a drink. Not long after that, you head over to the counter where Barbatos is drying his hands off, Again.. Trying to get him off work but he simply declined. No matter what you do or what you say he just won't.

"pleaseeee..?? pretty please? I'll do anything for you to get off from work!" You said to him while holding his hands with a pout.

God, You look so fucking adorable and he can't resist you. He tried to not look down at you because you were wearing a tight-fit dress and he didn't want to get a boner while working. But he can't. Looking down at you with that face makes him want to just fuck you. I mean.. it's your plan after all. You know he can't resist you with that dress and that is why you wear it.

You took advantage of it, tip-toeing over for a light kiss, teasing him. Your lips were as soft as a cloud and he needed more. He holds your waist to let you know that he doesn't want your pretty, soft lips to leave. A soft moan slipped out of your mouth as a response. His kisses slowly go down, from your lips, chin, and then your neck. He was so gentle and soft.. Gosh, you started to feel hot, and.. he was hard too. You felt his pants hardened, it's like he's asking you to unzip his pants and just.. suck it all.

"Well, I maybe perhaps need a little break don't I? Could you take care of me darling?" looking seductively at you, he asked you to help him and you knew exactly what to do, you are a good girl after all.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." you look at him innocently but you know deep down, your intention is not as innocent as your eyes.

On your knees, you started to unzip his pants. His dick was so excited that it just bounce right out, twitching as if he was so impatient, waiting for your next move. He was in fact, impatient. He needs your pretty little mouth to suck him deep. but.. why are you not doing it? Being impatient, He grabbed your head and pushed you so deep into him. Eyes widened, you didn't expect him to make the first move. You were gasping for air.

"b-barbatos.. calm down!" you choked on his dick, taking his dick out of your mouth.

"take it back, I didn't allow you to take it out."

after calming yourself down, you started to suck his dick again. It's so big that you can feel it hitting the back of your throat. Moaning when it did. Looking at him with pathetic eyes while sucking his dick off, it's like you're asking for his approval. Are you good enough? or are you not? He didn't say anything so you thought he was not satisfied. So you position your hands on his hips, sucking him way more quicker this time and you heard him grunt. Is he finally satisfied?

"i-is this good enough?" you asked him. Moaning as you say so.

"Yes. You're so good at this. keep sucking me." head tilting back while breathing heavily. Finally! he's satisfied.

He felt that he is about to cum. he didn't want to choke you with his precious cum so he take his dick out and release it all over your face. breathing heavily and moaning as he did that. Your face was all ruined now aww :(. Some of it was in your cheeks, hair, eyes, and lips. You licked some of it off while he stroke his dick. You smiled at him, what a good little girl. He needs more of you. and I mean. more.

He helps you stand up and then he lifts one of your legs to the counter and the other is at his shoe. Kissing all over you while he did. He kisses you as his hands guide his dick to your entrance. You were so wet by now. He is teasing you with his dick and he knows you want it.

"Barbatos please..? please put it inside. I can't wait anymore." whining and wiggling your ass as you told him, Gosh you were so needy for him. And he gladly does it.

He covers your mouth with his hands and slowly puts it inside. Eyes rolling and moaning when he did, your cunt was so tight and wet.. making him moan. He begins to fuck you slowly at first but as time went on, he got faster and faster. nghh his dick feels so good inside you and as for your legs? it was shaking. You were whimpering and moaning so much that he had to put his fingers inside of your mouth to calm you.

He was breathing heavily too, sometimes squishing your ass or your boobs when you were too loud. His hips begin to go quicker and tears are rolling down your face as you tell him to slow down. he didn't listen of course. Feeling that both of you are at the edge. He circle your clit to make you feel more pleasure.. kissing your neck while he did so.

"h-ha! barbatos~!" Hearing that makes him go more faster and sooner, and you both release at the same time. Your body trembling when you release, but still trying to suck his dick even deeper so that no cum of his is wasted. I mean, who wouldn't? his dick always hits your G-spot after all.

Your body was so weak that you couldn't stand up anymore. trembling so bad that you have to sit on the floor. It's not your fault, after all, It's his!

"Barbatos...I-i can't stand up anymore." while breathing heavily and letting his cum go out of your pussy to the floor. such a waste :( but you really try not to let anything spill out but you just can't.

"Don't worry darling. Since you helped me relax, I'll take care of you next. Maybe I should ask Diavalo for more breaks so I can just fuck you again hm?"

[loveemii]

Sweet Kisses

Inosuke x Fem

warnings: none, enjoy :)

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It was the night of the Lantern Festival at Barin Village. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and I are all dressed in our kimono’s. We waited for Inosuke to put his on, Tanjiro went into Inosuke’s room to see what was taking forever.

Zenitsu and I have each other a semi-worried look as we heard shouting and things falling to the floor. Not long after the chaotic noises we heard, Tanjiro came out of the room looking exhausted with Inosuke next to him and a big smile plastered onto his face.

I looked down to Inosuke’s semi-exposed chest, he apparently didn’t button it the way we all had planned.

“Inosuke-” 

He turned around in a circle and winked at me with that same smile smothered over his face.

“You like?”

Zenitsu’s facial expression was annoyed and somewhat angry.

“You were supposed to button it higher you idiot!!”

Inosuke was covering the top of his head with both arms while Zenitsu tried to hit Inosuke for not doing what we all asked him to.

“Zenitsu! Calm down!”

Tanjiro tried to pull Zenitsu off, I went in quick and grabbed Inosuke. Pulling him away from Zenitsu I made sure Inosuke looked good either way. Dusting and smoothing out Inosuke’s kimono I spoke to the tired and annoyed boys.

“Come on, we’re gonna be late!”

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I can see the way Zenitsu is glaring at Inosuke with an angry expression from the corner of my eye, and Tanjiro’s hand over his shoulder while Inosuke eats cotton candy.

My gaze falls over to Inosuke and I see he was already looking at me. His smile making my lips curl up, I smile back at him. Inosuke hands me his cotton candy and I take it as it was about to fall if I didn’t take it.

“Have the rest, I know you’ve been eyeing it this entire time.”

I wasn’t looking at your cotton candy Inosuke, I was looking at you. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, instead I just nodded and smiled awkwardly.

Eating the cotton candy we walked around more, it was now about time for the Lanters to light up the sky. We got in line, I was the last one and the boys waited for me by the shore of the village beach.

“Alright one lantern for the little lady here.”

The seller gave to me, I gave it back.

“Can you actually write something on this one?”

“Well sure! What would you like me to write?”

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“Alright, all set.”

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke all nod, a minute or so has passed and it was time to light them and let them go into the sky.

As the man lit my lantern only I could see what was written, when he said to let it go I can see Inosuke saw what it had said.

“You weren’t looking at the cotton candy, we’re you?”

Inosuke questioned in a monotone yet intriguing tone, I nodded my head and he stepped closer to me. I can feel Zenitsu and Tanjiro watching us but also amused by the bright lit lanters.

“I want to kiss you. All the time and I-”

His tongue intertwining with mine, as he placed a hand over my waist and pulled me in closer. I gripped his buttoned down kimono and pushed us closer together than we already were.

We pulled away and I can hear the grunt in his voice as we panted out of breath. I hear Zenitsu pout somewhere next to us. Inosuke pulled me in for another kiss.

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hii i hope you enjoyed, ik i haven’t been on or writing as much as i used to but i am slowly coming back :) (thank you for all the patience)

- please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, thank you

| @simpitsu |

[starsinkpop]

ATEEZ Kang Yeosang Tarot Reading - May 2024

Disclaimer: I do tarot readings for fun, so please read them with a grain of salt. Don’t take my words too seriously and just keep an open mind. Tarot is a divination tool that can’t predict the future, as every single individual has their own will and makes their own decisions. Tarot is not a fixed fate. It should be seen as a guidance and a good friend that just has your best interest and gives you advice when needed. I’m not putting anyone in my readings on a pedestal nor am I trying to harm anyone. One last side note, I’m not a native speaker, so please excuse any wrong spellings or poor grammar.

Date of Reading: May 11th 2024

Decks: Tarot of the Divine, Wild Mystic Oracle, Romance Angel Oracle

Yeosang’s overall feelings and energy this month - Knight of Coins

Yeosang seems to do pretty good. He’s ambitious and hard working and has a good structure in his everyday life. He can be a bit stubborn and persistent, but that’s exactly what brings him forward in life. I can see him spending quite some time outside and in nature to regain some energy. He’s focusing on making his dreams come true in May.

Career - Nine of Wands

Because Yeosang is working so hard towards his goals he can feel tired and exhausted and could deal with fatigue. His career could feel like fighting a constant battle. But he stays focused and cautious to move on and fulfill his dreams. Again, his persistence will pay off at the end of the day and he is learning from past mistakes. It’s tiring but worth the fight.

Love - Ten of Coins (R)

Yeosang could be dealing with a breakup in May. It seems like he was getting to know someone he was very attracted to, like they were in the early dating stage, but the connection ended before it could’ve been on a more serious level. I see some disloyalty or financial issues here that stopped this relationship from working. It wasn’t an unstable connection and it seems like it was lacking a long-term vision for the future. The relationship could’ve also broken some traditions and Yeosang or the other person have been too focused on their own reputation and status.

Advice - Raccoon Dog/Trick

Don’t be afraid to think outside the box. In every chaos and confusion is an opportunity waiting for you to conquer. Don’t take things and life too seriously. Be curious, generous and cheerful. Be brave and take some risk. It’s not always about the destination that matters, sometimes it’s just about the journey.

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If you want a more in depth reading on certain areas, feel free to ask me!

Love, Nicky 🫧

Masterlist

[tyto-and-tenebricosa]

The Lost Quill (Metal Beak/Surtr x Nyra x Unknown)

Summary: Nyra lost her quill and now searches for a solution. Luckily, her husband saves her, though he needed a bit of convincing to do so.

Characters: Lord High Tyto Metal Beak/Surtr, Queen Nyra

Relationship/s: Metal Beak/Surtr X Nyra X Unknown

Warnings: None

Important: I'm not a native English speaker, so please excuse any grammar and spelling mistake.

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Nyra and her quills did not have a good relationship.

She lost them quite often and not rarely, they had disappeared for days and had reappeared in the most absurd areas. The forge, the kitchen, the training hall...heck, she even found one in the dining hall once!

Metal Beak has gotten...used to it.

By now, hearing the question "Where is my quill?" has become a part of his life. When Nyra needed to write something down, which, to her credit, was rare as she excellent memory, he knew that it would be asked the second she got her talon on a piece of paper.

And today, when it was early in the morning, it was no different.

"Surtr, my love. Where is the quill?"

Metal Beak sighed and looked up from where he was waxing his mask while drinking his cup of morning tea, his dominant talon, the right one, halting in its current movement. His seeing eye blinked, his pupil shrinking as it readjusted to the light of the room, which was dim since the sun has yet to rise, and the lit candles were few and far between.

"Again?" he asked, rising his bushy eyebrows. A nice touch on his, for Nyra, still very handsome face.

"Yes, again." The female hissed as she walked over to yet another nearby desk, searching through the drawers with hasty movements. "I swear it's around here somewhere. I wrote down some notes last night, so it has to be!"

"Are you certain that you have used your own?" Metal Beak asked, rising his eyebrows further. Nyra stopped in her tracks and shot him a look.

"Yes. Yes, I am." She shot back, beginning to grab the items within the drawer, putting them onto the wooden platform that was covered with a beautiful tablecloth in an attempt to finally find the missing quill. "I hardly doubt that our beloved would use one that is barely the size of MY talon. Let alone HIS!"

Metal Beak hummed, his eyelids lowering. Good argument.

"Very well. Where did you use it last?" He asked, finally setting the tools down, ready to help her to spare her hours upon hours of solo searching. Nyra stopped in her tracks, blinking as she tried to remember the events of yesterday night. It was a bit difficult, given that she had been so tired that she had fallen asleep on her chair. She could barely remember her husband forcing her to get up and go to bed.

"I...believe that I wrote something down at my workstation yesterday." She hummed, squinting her eyes. "That is when I recall last holding it. However, I'm unsure if I used it afterwards." She glanced at him, her golden/blue eyes meeting his golden ones. "Did you see it when you brought me to bed?"

Metal Beak stopped, trying to recall the state of the desk as he had pulled his beloved from her hobby. However, he could only shake his head. "No, my love. I have merely visited your workstation to get you to bed. I have not paid any attentions to the utensils laying on its surface." He answered, blinking when Nyra huffed in annoyance.

"The hagsmire! Where have I put it?" she hissed as she switched drawers, clicking it beak as she opened it to grab the key, her movements growing hastier as her rage grew. "I need it! The notes do not take themselves!"

"Can you not just take one of the hundred other quills that I have had made for you?" the Lord High Tyto asked, watching her storm over to the door that led to her workshop.

"If I could find one that works, yes!" she huffs as she unlocks the door and storms inside. Seconds later, he heard loud noises emitting from the dark room, telling him that she was now at the conjoined wooden desks, tearing through them to find it. Oh his beloved wife, he loved her, no matter how clumsy she was with her quills.

With a small, rare smile on his beak, he turned back to his mask, reaching for his cup to take a sip before reaching for his cloth. He continued to work on it for about 20 minutes before she stormed out of her workshop, still quill-less. The look on her face mirrored the frustration that she felt deep within her core.

"Did you find it?" he asked her, not looking up. He already knew the answer, but he could not help himself.

"No." she said bluntly, shaking her head. She sounded exhausted now, and since his face was hidden from her view, he did not even try to stop the smug grin that spread over his face. She walked over to him and lowered herself onto one of the many seats. "I cannot find anything in that mess."

"So you finally admit that you need to tidy up your workspace." he asked, finally lifting his head to glance at her again, his face back to normal.

"Surtr, it is not always like this." she pointed out, reaching for the teapot to pour herself a cup of tea. She needed it. "I am simply working on a project. Once it is done, I will return it to its clean state. But I simply cannot clean up every single time the night comes and I am in the middle of it. It would take me forever and would cause nothing but inconveniences."

"The illusion of delusion." he said, watching as she blew at the surface of the hot liquid before taking a careful sip.

"Not everyone can be so focused on keeping everything spotless." she shot back, though there was no real heat in her words. "As soon as you get a little bit of blood on any of your weapons or armor, you spend so much time cleaning it. I am surprised that you haven't scrubbed anything out of existence yet."

"I am merely focusing on keeping them presentable. I am the Lord High Tyto, Nyra. Appearance is important." he argued, watching her take another, longer sip. She closed her eyes as the taste, finally letting herself enjoy it. Beautiful. "Additionally, these blades were a gift from our beloved, and I do not want it to be soiled by an unworthy's blood."

Those words brought a genuine smile on her face and for a moment, everything was silent, the two owls mourning the absence of their beloved. While temporary, it still weighed heavily on them. However, it was soon interrupted by Nyra's soft, angelic sigh.

"Well, while I appreciate the small change in subject, it does not change that I require a quill for work today." she began, slurping a bit more of her tea. "And I still cannot find one of mine that works."

"Have you truly misplaced all of them?" Metal Beak asked in disbelief as he himself drank a little more. Nyra sighed and nodded with a troubled expression on his face.

"Yes, sadly I did." she admitted, her words accompanied by a soft nod. "They are...somewhere, spread throughout the entire palace. I wouldn't be surprised if one of them is in the dungeons."

He snorted, shaking his head. "A fortune for so many quills, and you have managed to lose all of them."

"My love, you bought 20, and I am constantly on the move. It is a little easer to lose quills for me than it is for you. Most of yours are here, in your private studies or in the throne room, after all. And if you DO take them with you, you attach them to your body as if they are a part of you." she argued, rolling her eyes as she reminded herself how overly careful her husband was with all of his possessions.

"Nyra, the reason I have rarely ever lost one is because I give each quill a purpose. I have four of them, one for here, one for my private studies, one for the throne room and one for on the move." he explained probably for the hundredth time, enjoying the look of utter annoyance that now became visible in her visible features. They had this conversation more often than she could count. "You, on the other hand, just take one quill, take it with you wherever you go with no order whatsoever. Additionally, you have this infuriating habit of setting them down on the nearest surface instead of strapping them to your body or to the list. This results in you forgetting them."

The look his wife gave him almost made him laugh. She looked downright enraged. "Surtr, you are my leader and my beloved husband, and I adore and respect you to the stars and back, BUT..." she took a deep breath, pressing her wings tightly against her side. "No, just no."

Metal Beak grinned smugly, unable to hide his expression this time. He had known that this reaction would follow his words, it always did. Nyra hated to be reminded of her bad habits, as few as they were. It irritated her, brought her blood to boil. This one in particular, though, angered her the most because it caused direct inconvenience.

"Your denial is exceptional." he snorted, drinking a bit more of his tea before he reached for the cloth again. He continued to work on his mask, listening to his wife's words as she continued to speak.

"And this old lecture annoying." she shot back, but there was no real heat in her words. "Can you not find any other response when we speak about this? Something more original? Or do you have to repeat yourself like the lyrics of an alcoholic's melody."

Metal Beak chuckled roughly, shaking his head, though this time, he did not look up. He had to get this done soon to be able to leave his quarters and get to work. The stacks of paperwork and the responsibility as a leader was not waiting for him, and he had to tackle the tasks before they would stack and become overwhelming. It happened once and he didn't want it to happen again, as this would not only take countless of hours of his already scarce free time but also prevented him to spend time with his beloveds. And that was something that REALLY irked him.

"Same old issue, same old lecture." he replied simply, rubbing off a speck of dirt that he oversaw earlier. "If you want to hear something new, create a new issue."

"You say this as if I purposefully create problems to make our lives harder." she said, giving him another one of those looks. He looked up again and grinned a little.

"Maybe." he teased her, and Nyra reached for a napkin to throw at him. Something she would NEVER do in the open, as she knew that the consequences would be severe then. But this was not public, this was their private life. They were not the Lord High Tyto and the Ablah General right now. They were simply husband and wife who loved and, occasionally, teased each other. 

He, of course, caught it and used it to wipe some liquid off of the side of his beak that had managed to escape, something he had to do quite often as the large missing part of upper beak made it quite difficult to drink and eat without slobbering like a hatching that has not yet figured out its body.

It had been embarrassing in the first few years, but by now, he and both of his beloveds were used to it. He just ate and drank with extra napkins.

Nyra rolled her eyes at the causal demonstration of his skills, a love drunk smile on her beak as he folded it and elegantly placed it beside the plate on which his teacup stood. She doesn't comment on it though. Not today at the very least, or else they wouldn't leave these quarters for a few more hours.

A several more minutes of silence followed in which Nyra tried to figure out what to do. She closed her eyes, her brow furrowing as she strained her big, highly intelligent brain in that pretty head. She reopened her eyelids when she came to a conclusion, eyeing her husband as he finished up the last bit of work on his mask. She waited a bit further, watching as he took another sip and wiping his broken beak before leaning back, enjoying the taste of the tea before he would drink a second one.

There were always two morning teas, one to wake up and one to get enough energy to actually start the day. It had been a routine she had ever since she knew him, and it had been consistent, even when he had to switch teas because there was not enough for the second round.

Once he leaned back forward again and grabbed the teapot, pouring the still boiling hot tea into his cup, she finally decided to speak, knowing that this conversation could become a little difficult now. Welp, she hoped she learned how to handle him in the last few years.

"Surtr, my love, my dear husband, I may have a solution to my problem." she began, eyeing him as his facial features twisted into one of interest. He lifted his head, now directly looking at her, the pupil of his non-blind eye focusing on her own.

"Oh? Speak then, my dearest wife." he asked as he tilted his head, his blind eye blinking rapidly. She loved when he did that, even if it was involuntarily. It was...almost cute. And she also loved to tease him about it.

"I want to borrow yours." she said, watching as his expression fell. Those were words he did not want to hear, and she knew it. However, she still continued.

"Nyra, don't." he said, almost immediately, his voice hard and cold. She could see him tensing in rage, ready to argue if he had to. It was always like this when someone mentioned "quill" as his mind always automatically assumed someone meant a very specific one. One that was maybe used once or twice a year, one that was special. One that Metal Beak protected with his life and soul.

"I don't mean the sacred one!" she huffed, trying to clear the air before he could become enraged. A reaction that might have seemed extreme to others who don't know the history, but she did, and as such, she did not blame him. "I have no interest in that! I don't want to be skinned alive by you and hung out there for the bats to eat me during the last hours of my life when I lose it! I'm talking about the one you use in your studies here!"

Those words immediately calmed him, and while he still didn't look particularly happy, the anger in his seeing eye faded. He straightened his back, prepared to listen to her. Nyra had to repress the huff of victory that wanted to escape her. "Go on." he demanded, taking the teacup and lifting it to his beak, taking a good sip while he waited for her to continue. She didn't waste any time.

"Okay, so." she shifted in her seat a little, taking a sip of her own tea. "My plan is borrow your quill that is here, in the studies of our private quarters, for today only. As soon as I'm done with my duties, you'll get it back and I'll continue to search for one of mine that actually works." She leaned back, watching as his eyes narrowed in thought. "It's only a temporary solution, but it's he only one I can think of that does not delay me in my duties. Plus, you don't need it today, as far as I am concerned."

"You are correct about the latter. I am planning to finish this week's paperwork today in the royal studies." the Greater Sooty Owl grunted, taking yet another sip of his still steaming cup. "However, I am...not pleased with knowing that it is you who is in possession of one of my precious, desperately needed quills."

"Surtr, it is only for a day. How likely is it for me to lose a quill in a day?" Nyra huffed, though she knew that she kind of played herself with that question. She only realized after he gave her a certain look, though.

"Very likely, my love. Very, very likely." he pointed out, ready to remind her of a particular incident. "Who lost three quills in the course of 20 hours two weeks ago and broke a fourth in the evening? I do recall it being you who..."

"Okay, okay! Fair point." the white barn owl huffed, taking a sip of her tea with a grumpy expression. She hated being called out like that. Metal Beak smirked. Ugh! That man...

"I just need it for one day. If it helps, I'll wear one of my necklaces and attach it to it to make sure that I won't lose it." Nyra continued, and it irked her that she was almost begging for it, but she didn't have any other choice. She really, really needed a quill today, she couldn't find one, and she had to leave in 30 minutes. Additionally, she still had to make herself presentable. Her feathers were a mess from sleeping and she had to redo some eyeliner. She was a mess, even though her husband would beg to differ.

She was as beautiful as ever.

Metal Beak sat in silence for a few seconds, clearly thinking about it. He wasn't a good sharer, mostly because almost every single thing he owned had sentimental value - the special quill is one of the most important ones - but he did let his spouses take a thing or two from him if they promised to return it as soon as possible. If they would lose something, all hagsmire would break lose. Metal Beak got angry quickly but it was hard to reach a point of absolute rage. Losing his things was one way to do it.

"Come on, Surtr. Please." There, she finally said it. It was surprising, even to herself. Metal Beak's eye widened and he lifted his head to stare at her intently once again, a spark of worry in his orb now.

Wow...his wife was truly desperate, wasn't she? Well, in that case, he couldn't say no. He didn't want her to be stressed out. Their days were stressful enough, especially due to the absence of their beloved. With a final sigh, he nodded, adjusting his position in his seat before he spoke.

"Very well. You can have it for today." he grunted, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the relieved smile on her beautiful Barn Owl face. Oh, how gorgeous she was. How had he gotten so lucky twice? He didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask in case this was just a tumble of fate. "But I expect it back by tonight!"

"You WILL get it back then!" Nyra laughed as she drowned the last bit of tea, jumped up, walked around the table to grab his face into one of her talons and pulled him close, pressing a long, hard kiss onto his broken beak. A jolt of pain shot through Metal Beak's scarred side as she accidentally brushed against exposed nerve strings, but instead of pushing her away, he pulled her closer and kissed her back, enjoying those few seconds of affection before she pulled back.

"I have to get ready too." she said, nuzzling against him. "I trust that I will see you tonight? At dinner?"

"Yes." the Lord High Tyto confirmed. "I shall send you a message as soon as I am done so we can meet. I am curious what you will prepare for us tonight."

"Oh, it'll be a pleasant surprise." the Queen chuckled as she walked towards another room, ready to make herself presentable for the hours to come. "I know that tonight, you will eat! It's too good to miss out! Even for you!"

"Those are powerful words coming from a powerful being." the Tenebricosa huffed, but there was a smile in his voice. There always was. "I hope that they align with the truth. It would be a shame if I would believe a lie."

Nyra laughed, and her melodic voice echoed through the private quarters of the High Tyto and his mate. Metal Beak's smile widened. "They do, my love. They do." she purred, glancing through the doorway before she winked at him.

The Lord High Tyto chuckled roughly before he took the last sip of his tea as well, swallowing the now cooled liquid before he hoisted himself up with a grunt. He grabbed his mask, carefully putting it on and securing it before reaching for his battle claws, putting them on as well, flexing his digits afterwards before setting his talons back down. "We will see." he hummed, walking over to her so she would not have to break off her morning routine. He had already finished his, long before the tea had been prepared. He pressed another kiss to her beak, picking a stray feather out of her neck. "However, now, I have to leave. I shall see you tonight."

"Very well. I will see you then. I trust the quill is on the table?" she asked, unwilling to pull away, though she knew she had to.

"Yes." he agreed, taking a step back as son as he was free of her grasp. "When you return, just put it back there. I trust you, Nyra, don't disappoint me."

"I won't." The response was immediate, hard, stern. She meant it. She wouldn't disappoint him. This quill would be back by tonight.

He gave her a nod, his beak stretching to the edges of his face. Then, finally, he turned around and left, disappearing out of the entrance and walking past the two guards on duty, who bowed their heads upon the sight of their powerful leader. Metal Beak nodded at them, then, he continued his way down the hallway, making his way to the royal studies.

Meanwhile, Nyra continued with her morning routine, cleaning herself before grabbing the eyeliner, applying it in front of the elegant mirror. Then, she redid her markings, cleaned and sharpened her claws and slickened back the unruly feathers on her head, picking out the few that were lose. It didn't take long for her to be done, and once she was, she took one last glance into the mirror. She let out a pleasant hum at the sight of her beautiful form, a smirk of pride coming to her face before she turned and made her way towards the private studies of Metal Beak's private quarters.

She opened the door and stepped inside, walking to the other side of the room and pushing the curtains open so the light of the early morning sun could brighten the usually dark room. Once she did that, she walked over to the desk and grabbed the quill that was neatly kept in a small holder that had been handmade by their beloved.

She put it into her beak, holding it carefully before she left the room as well. She grabbed her clipboard which she had left on the drawer yesterday and attached it to it, putting it underneath her wing and securing it there before, too, approaching the entrance, opening the door before closing it behind her, locking it. Upon the sight of their queen, the guards bowed to greet her as well, who caused her to copy her husband's movement. She began to walk away, aiming for the yard where the soldiers were most likely already waiting for her.

 And so, the day of the Lord High Tyto and his beloved began. Hours of work were to be done, and they were carrying their own responsibility each. However, they knew that tonight, they would be reunited, and then, they would be able to spend time together.

And maybe, their beloved would take part too, even though right now, he was only able to do so through letters.

[joenotexotic99]

Winter baking

Wilhelm x simon

Summary: wilhelm went over to Simon with an excuse that it was too cold and Simon perfectly warmed wilhelm up with some attempted baking.

Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, my inability to make up a new video game or make a cake. A slight spicy bit, but no smut. Grammar mistakes. I listened to lana del ray during this so there's that.

Word count: 1.7k

A/n: please know that my Grammar probably poor due to the fact that I wrote this with video games by Lana del Ray on loop at 2 am. But please enjoy and my asks are open.

<3

It's a delicious mess of flour, sugar and eggs.

Christmas was starting to become more present in the town of Bjärstad which meant the weather got a whole lot colder.

So Wilhelm did the only responsible thing he could think of which was to use the excuse that his dorm was way too cold and he could not possibly stay there any longer and ask Simon if he could come over. Simon was more than happy to agree.

Malin has driven the route to Simon's so much that as soon as wilhelm comes knocking at her door she's almost always sure she's driving wilhelm to simons. Wilhelm steps out of the car and waves his bodyguard a goodbye, as she drives off.

He does a slightly excited speed walk up to Simon's front door. However before he could knock on the door, the front door swung open. Whilem was greeted with Simon and his smile. There was nothing more that Wilhelm loved than that smile. Whilem could have a heart made out of ice and the simile of Simon could instantly melt it. Simon instantly threw his hands around wilhelm. He inhaled wilhelms scent of a good cologne, toothpaste and his shampoo. It was a scent that he could never get tired of. When they pulled apart he brought Wilhelm into the warmth of his home. Simon shut the door and swiveled around to Wilhelm who was taking in the place.

"You've seen this place like a million times before," he remarked, putting his hands around wilhelm.

"I know but it's really nice to look at" Wilhelm responded, enveloping Simon's hands with his own.

"Nice to look at?" Simon questioned

"Yeah," Wilhelm said quietly, leaning into Simon's warmth.

"Why?" Simon asked as he rubbed Wilhelms hands with his thumb.

"because it's a home," Wilhelm answered.

Simon knew instantly what he meant by that and didn't say anything further on the topic.

Instead he changed the subject.

"I bought a new game I thought you would enjoy to play"

Whilem spun around to face Simon and put his arms over his shoulders

"Really? He said excitedly

"Yeah, you wanna check it out?" He asked

"What's it about" Whilem questioned

"It's like capture the flag but with zombies and more guns" Simon said with a wide grin on his face.

"Doesn't your mom not like games with that much violence in them?" He said with an eyebrow raised

"Yes but she's with Sara on some girls day thing so she doesn't have to know" Simon said with a mischievous tone in his voice.

A wide smile lit up wilhelms face as he rushed to Simon's room.

Simon chasing right after him, they landed straight onto the oh so comfortable bed that belongs to Simon.

Simon pecked Willie's lips before getting up to grab the game and put it in his Xbox that Wilhelm got for him last Christmas. Whillem sat up on the bed and scooted over to the end of the bed as Simon tossed him a controller.

Round after round a solid hour passes by without any of them noticing.

"you swear that this is your first time playing this" Simon whined as he had just lost for the fifth time in a row

"Yes I swear" willie said putting his hands up to add to the fact that there was no fowl play

Simon gave him a look of 'are you sure'

Instead of protesting more Willie put his hands on either side of Simon's head and pressed his lips to simons. When they pulled apart, Simon's look had seemingly left.

Simon looked over his shoulder at his clock sitting on his bedside table, checking the time.

"We have about an hour and a half until mama and Sara get back" Simon stated looking back at his lover.

"You have anything else planned?" Willie asked not taking his eyes off of Simon's

Simon chewed the inside of his mouth as he tried to come up with something. A grin spread across Simon's face when an idea finally came to him.

"What?" Wille questioned, grinning with the same enthusiasm as Simon.

"Come on I'll show you" Simon said as he got up off the bed walking out of his room

A confused Wilhelm follows behind him all the way to the kitchen.

Wilhelm leaned against the kitchen counter as Simon opened and closed cupboards as he got all the ingredients out.

"Let's make a cake" Simon shouted as he went to the closet to get aprons.

He came back and put it around wilhelms neck and spun him around to tie it in the back.

Willie spun back around and kissed Simon's forehead with a smile.

"Let's do this"

It was chaos from there seeing how they had to make it from scratch.

They thought that they were on top of it at first.

They preheated the oven.

They got their pans out and greased them.

Then got the electric mixer out to beat the butter and sugar together.

Then they cracked 3 eggs and put them in

Which is where it all started to fall apart.

They somehow managed to get an almost entire shell into the cake batter and of course it got mixed in to it,

But instead of just redoing it all they attempted to pick out each egg shell fragment. Which resulted in eating the sugary goodness.

After a painful yet delicious twenty five minutes it was free of the egg shells.

With a sigh of relief the two got out a bowl and sifter. Then the flour, salt and baking powder. When trying to measure the flour the bag tipped over and off the counter. The flour was all over the floor, you could practically make snow angels in it.

With a groan Simon walked over to the closet; leaving flour footprints behind him. He got out the vacuum while wilhelm made sure the cake was still on track. Miraculously, it was. Wilhelm continued sifting as Simon cleaned up the floor.

Once that fiasco was dealt with, they slowly added the bowl into the mixer. Then the vanilla and milk until the batter was done.

They stuck their fingers into the cake batter as a taste test which was quickly followed by more taste tests because you could never be too sure, according to them. Then they took the two greased pans and evenly distributed the batter between the two. Then smoothed it over and made sure there were no bubbles.

Then at last it was in the oven. They made sure to set the timer for thirty minutes.

Simon and Wilhelm looked at eachother with the same expression.

'Holy shit'

There was still somehow flour everywhere as well as cake batter. Tools and bowels and ingredients were spread out all over the kitchen.

Queue the cleaning montage.

They cleaned what they could and put it into the dishwasher and wiped and disinfected the counters and did another round of vacuuming.

With the kitchen as spotlessish as it could be, Simon threw his hands around Wilhelm and kissed him without hesitation. This quickly ended with Simon on the counter with the taller one between his legs. But before it could go any further the timer to the oven went off. They reluctantly pulled away from each other. Willie kissed Simon one last time before he walked over to turn off the timer.

They tested the cakes. With a toothpick to make sure they were all the way done. Which they were.

Simon turned off the oven and Wilhelm took both cakes out from the oven.

They were perfect.

"Should we frost them or just leave them like this?" Wilhelm asked, turning his head to look at his gorgeous boyfriend.

"I believe we still have some from Sara's birthday" Simon said walking over to the pantry.

Whilem could hear some rustling around and something fall and a subtle 'shit' leave Simon's mouth. But finally Simon closed the pantry door with vanilla cake frosting in hand.

They somehow managed to not make a mess of the frosting. As Wilhelm was throwing away the empty can of frosting Sara and Linda walked in with bags from presumably the mall in hand.

"What smells so good in here?" Linda asked, already knowing the answer.

Sara put down her bags and walked over the kitchen with Linda following.

"You made this yourself?" Sara questioned pointing to the cake.

"From scratch" Simon said proudly

"You want some?" Wilhelm asked already heading to grab some plates and a knife

"Sure" the two girls said in unison, already accepting the fact that the crown prince of Sweden was in their kitchen.

He cut out two pieces of cake and gently placed them both on the plates. Simon quickly grabbed two forks and handed them to his sister and mother.

The two girls took a bite of the cake. Simon and Wilhelm were both eager to see how they'd react.

Lucky Sara and Linda both let out a moan from how good the cake tasted.

Simon and whilem cheered from excitement. Whilem picked Simon up and spun him around as he kissed his lips.

When they let go they could see Sara's going in for another bite and furrying her brows. She brought her hand to her mouth and took out a small piece of shell from it. She looked up at the boys in front of her as they scratched the back of their necks.

"Yeah sorry about that" Simon mumbled with a red hue on his cheeks.

Sara and Linda both bursted out into laughter at there reaction.

"I knew it was too good to be true" Sara said in between her fit of laughter.

Simon and Wilhelm shrugged knowing there was nothing they could do at that moment but laugh with them.

Maybe the winter wasn't so cold after all.

[wereonlydollparts]

Hey hey!! 🎁

It's your fairy God santa here! I dont really know what to say so let's just do a little question round so I can find out a bit more about you 🩷🤍

Are there any musicians you are currently obsessed with? (Feel free to nerd out about them!!)

Are there any concerts or festivals you're looking forward to?

Any other recent obssesions? (e.g. games, movies, books, ...)

Got all presents for the holidays? (in case you celebrate)

Anyway I'm a bit tired so this might not be the best first santa impression. But once I get to know ya a bit ill make sure to spice it up!

Hop you have. a lovely day/night! 🩷🤍

(Please excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes)

- Your fairy God santa 🎅✨️

Ahhhhhh ok wait that is the sweetest message ever?🥺💕

Thank you so so much for taking your time to write me this message~♡

I hope you had a great start into December so far×

And in regards to your questions...

My biggest love when it comes to music had for the past like 17 years been Kurt Cobain. I feel like it's an unhealthy obsession, but considering I'm a smoker he isn't necessarily the unhealthiest habit of mine. In regards to grunge i also love Layne Staley! What can I say... im a sucker for blue eyes, dirty blond hair and an aura of sadness.

And besides these two I ofc need the British answer to grunge and I can't express how much this britpop revival actually means to me. For years the running joke in my friend group was that all the artists/bands I like are either broken up, dead or dying

If i had a nickel for everytime I bought tickets to a show only for the artist to die before the show; I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

Anyway! Back to fun things! I can't believe Oasis are back and just the british indie revival in general ahhh

Besides the grunge guys I've also had a huge crush on Liam Gallagher and Damon Albarn since I was a teen as well (something about sad blue eyes yadayada)...

But perfect to answer the upcoming concert question! Technically the next concerts I'm going to are from local bands~ me and my friends have a group where we occasionally organize shows. The next one will be with some local Sludge, Doom and Post Metal bands so that's coming up. Other than that... a 2 day punk festival next weekend (with the same group but not organizing). And the first/next one i look super duper forward to are The Libertines~♡ in early 2025.

And man in regards to all the shows in 2025... I'm broke but I'm so happy hhaha

And for the last points speed round!

I'm Journaling and painting a lot, dusted off my keyboard and put new strings on my guitar! (I will as always just stick to playing bass i guess), organizing/planning my best friends Bachelorette party, cuddling the cats and my bf, playing switch and falling asleep after 5 minutes, waiting to hear back for a cool job at a TV station, law exams and procrastinating law stuff (i have a law degree and am currently working on my other bar and a master in criminal sciences so lawschool and Kurt Cobain have been the biggest constant for the past 9 years lol)

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST! Baking cookies with my mom~

Ahhhh ok well now it's your turn!😤💕

Excuse the word vomit

[weird-is-life]

Glasses

Pairing: Steve harrington x fem!reader

Sumarry: You convince Steve to be your date at the Family gathering and feelings get confessed

Warnings: language, mentions of food, mean family relatives, protective Steve, use of y/n and petnames, i suck at endings

Words: 3k Masterlist

A/N: English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes

Steve was nervously sitting in his car in your driveway and he was thinking about running away.

He'd agreed to saving you today. You basically begged Steve on your knees to get him to come with you. It was a family gathering at your house, a few aunts, uncles and annoying cousins.

You were sick and tired of your cousins's teasing about you coming alone to these family events. So you convinced Steve to be your fake boyfriend.

And Steve as the best friend he is, had said yes. He couldn't back out now, as he was already there.

With heavy legs he walked up to your door and rang the doorbell. You opened the door almost right away.

You looked stressed, your hair was a mess and there were lines of concern on your forehead. You had the most beautiful dress on and Steve couldn't help but to stare at you.

But the second you realised, it was Steve at the door, the frown was replaced by a small smile.

"Hi" you sheepishly greeted him.

"Hi, i'm not late, am i?" maybe you looked so distressed because he got the times wrong?

"No no, you're perfectly on time, c'mon in" you opened the door wider for him to step inside.

"Nobody else is here yet, so we can just go sit down at the table. They should arrive in 10" you mumbled.

"Okay, yeah. We should go sit down, you look like you need a breather" he said, looking at you with worry.

"What's that suppose to mean?" you asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Nothing, you just look a little tense " he explained.

"Oh, sorry. I-I just, i hate these family events. Most of the time it's the most boring thing to go through and i just don't want to hear all those mean comments from Alice or from Amanda or from Karen, well basically from any of my family."

Steve knew very well, what it was like to have mean remarks directed at him by family members. He was glad, he came , because atleast now you had him in your corner.

"Yeah, i know. But I'm here, so they won't say anything bad about you, right? And I won't let them" he said and you chuckled.

"Thanks Stevie, you're my hero" It was now Steve's turn to laugh.

"Don't mention it" he waved his hand.

He stepped closer to you and fixed your hair so it wouldn't look like a car ran you over.

"There" he was proud about the final look.

"Thanks" you uttered.

"Steve!" your mom called out. Your parents loved Steve, he was so polite and always willing to help them with anything. Your mom basically squeeled when you told her Steve was your date for the dinner.

"We are so happy to have you with us today" she embraced him in a tight tight hug, "it was about time you two started dating. It took you guys a long time, i was beginning to think, you would never tell her" she giggled.

Steve raised his eyebrows at you, asking you what was your mom talking about.

You may have told her that Steve was the one to confess his feelings .

Steve just cluelessly laughed with her and then she ushered you two to the table that was set outside.

"I'm sorry Steve, she started asking me questions, so I told her you were the one who confessed the feelings" you apologised.

"Should i be concerned about what else you'd told her?" Steve playfully nudged you by elbow.

"Definitely" you bantered.

While waiting on everybody, you made up a story about how you started dating and talked about holding hands and all the bullshit to convince your family, that you were actually dating.

It wouldn't be too hard for you to pretend to be in love with Steve, because you actually were. You've had feelings for Steve probably since you've met him.

Steve was thinking about the same thing as you. He had no problem with being affectionate towards you. He was in love with you, too. Like how could he not, when you were the kindest person to him.

You always looked out for him, took care of him, you just always made sure that he was okay. So of course, he fell for you.

Your talk with Steve was interrupted by a group of people, your family. They were all staring at you with big eyes and raised eyebrows.

You and Steve stood up and you were about to introduce him to them, but your annoying cousin was faster. "Y/N, who's this handsome man?" Alice asked and your face twisted in annoyance. Alice was your least favorite cousin.

"This is Steve, m-my boyfriend" you shyly announced.

"Your boyfriend?" she ribbed.

"Yes-"

"Hey, i'm Steve, y/n's boyfriend. It's nice to meet you" he spoke over you, because he could see how nervous you were.

Alice looked stunned. She couldn't believe, that Steve was really your boyfriend. She quickly recovered from the shock and greeted him, along with a wink. You just rolled your eyes at it. She was always like this with every boy. Always flirting badly with them, even if they weren't single.

Steve turned his head for a second to mouth 'help me' at you, before turning back to greet everybody else.

After a few excruciating minutes of getting to know your family, Steve was beggining to understand why you hated these things.

"Jesus, i thought, i'd die there. They are like some phyranas trying to eat you alive" he whispered to you as you sat back down at the table.

You let out a loud laugh, which got attention of everyone, "Steve, you can't just say something like that to me without any warning, " you whispered back.

"Sorry, sweetheart. But It's true, they are pretty bad, especially that cousins of yours" he frowned.

"Yeah, i'm sorry for dragging you into this" you felt bad, that he had to experience this because of you. You were sure he had enough family related problems without you adding to the pile.

"It's okay, i don't mind if it helps you" he softly smiled at you, " plus, i get to eat the food cooked by your mom, so that's a win."

"Oh so that's why you'd agreed" you josted. You were still talking in hushed voices, so everybody would occasionally look curious at you two, wondering what was so funny.

"Well, of course,why else would i say yes?" he grinned at you.

You and Steve were both so lost in your conversation, that you didn't even notice Alice's and other cousins's jealous eyes on you.

"So y/n tell us, how did this happen?" she inquired in high pitched voice, looking at you with annoyed face.

"Me and Steve have been best friends for like 2 years now, right?" you looked at Steve and he confirmed what you were saying with a nod and encouraging smile, "and i guess there were feelings since the beggining. But we just denied and denied them, too afraid to ruin the friendship. I was definitely too scared to say anything" you giggled," and then out of the blue Steve was on my porch admiting his feelings for me and it's been perfect ever since."

"Yeah, my good friend helped convince me to finally tell y/n everything and i'm very very happy, i did" Steve added and pulled you closer to his side. You were basically sitting on him, that was how close he pulled you to him. Not that you were complaining.

"Really? That's great" Alice gritted through her teeth, giving you the most unsincere smile ever.

"Yeah, it's awesome" Amanda chimed in. Her voice was as fake as Alice's smile.

Steve's smile never wavered, he completely ignored there insinuations.

"Wait a minute" Amanda suddenly loudly said, "You're the Steve? Steve Harrington? "

"Omg yes, King Steve. I thought i recognized you from somewhere" Alice joined her, they both had big smirks on.

"Oh. I don't go by that silly nickname anymore. It's just Steve now" Steve nervously scratched the back of his neck.

You didn't know your cousins knew him, i mean they went to different highschools.

You felt bad, that they brought this up, Steve beated himself up over his horrible behaviour everytime his highschool days were brought up.

"Just Steve? Guess your life got pretty boring after meeting our dear y/n" Alice made fun of you and everybody laughed.

"No no no. It's definitely not that. I just -" Steve wanted to defend you, but your mom brought the food and everybody ignored him and focused on the food.

You sighed in regret, " Jesus Steve, i'm so sorry for this. I thought they wouldn't behave like this around you. You can go home, i'll just make something up, like you felt sick" you covered your face in your hands.

"Hey hey hey, none of that. It's okay. I agreed to be here, so i'm gonna stay. I knew, what i was getting myself into," you didn't look too convinced,"Seriously, i'll survive. But are you okay? "

"Yeah, i guess, I'm used to it " you shrugged your shoulders.

"You shouldn't think this is okay, because it's not" he was frowning at you again. He hated that you felt like this. It took him all of his strenght not to stand up and drag you away from there.

"I know, Stevie" you tried to give him a smile, showing you were okay, but it failed.

"How much longer do we have to stay here?"

"Just 'till we finish eating and then i think we can ran away" you were looking forward to leaving.

"Good,'cause i'm dragging you out of here as soon as i can" Steve grinned at you, trying to make you feel better.

"I won't say no to that" you grinned back.

You were brought back to reality from your little talk, by your mom serving the food.

You all, surprisingly, ate in peace. You thought, that maybe your cousins gave up with trying to make fun of you. But of course, that was a foolish thought, because when you looked at them, they were glaring at you, well mostly Alice and Amanda. Altough, they would occasionally break their glaring to forcingly laugh at something that Steve said.

"You're so funny!" they flirted with him and Steve choked on his food, after hearing those words. That made you giggle, not because you thought that Steve's choking was funny, but because Steve has been literally talking about his job at the Family video store.

"Uh thanks?" he unsurely said.

"You're welcome" Amanda was the first to respond with another bad wink, it looked more like a twitch of her eye than a wink.

Steve subtly gave you a 'what the actual fuck' look, making you snort.

-

Meals were eaten and you were about to excuse yourselves and leave, but your mom had other plans. She gave everybody gifts, it was chocolate with a few nice words and joke.

Everyone started reading their little texts, but you hoped to avoid it, because you didn't have your contact lenses in.

"Y/N, what is written on yours?"

"Ugh, i forgot to put in my contacts..." you thought you managed to dodge it, but it's never that easy, right?

"Don't you have glasses?" Amanda asked, looking incredibly irritated.

"No-"

"Yes" your mom said at the same time as you, "I'm gonna go get them."

"Mom, please no-" she was already gone, disappearing inside the house.

"Great" you groaned.

"Glasses? I didn't know you wear glasses?" Steve puzzled.

"Because i don't ."

Your mom quickly appeared back with the glasses and made you wear them.

You could hear the snickering of your cousins as soon as you put them on. Of course, they would make fun of you because of some stupid glasses. They were like that.

You tried to ignore the laughs as best as you could and quickly read the sentences out loud. It was already hard to focus on the words, because of the loud laughs, but feeling Steve's eyes on you didn't help at all.

Steve'd never seen you in the glasses before and honestly, somehow he thought you looked even more beautiful with them on.

"Steve..."you said his name for like third time.

" Yeah?" he broke out of his thought about you.

" It's your turn to read now" you said. You cheeks were red and Steve wondered why. Well, that was until he heard the snickering a few seats to the left from him and saw your cheeks get even more color.

"Right. Just give me a minute, i need to go grab something from the car" he was already up and inside the house. Leaving you confused.

"Where did Steve go?" your mom perplexed.

"I don't know..."

"He probably had enough of your annoying ass" Alice started laughing even louder then before and you stayed quiet. You've had enough of this dinner. You shrugged the glasses off of your face.

"Sorry, i had to go get these. I can't see a thing without them" Steve swiftly sat back next to you.

The breath hitched in your throat. Since when has Steve had glasses? And fuck, how was it possible, that they made him look even more attractive and you got to look so bad.

It seemed to shut up even your cousins, they were now gawking at him with mouths wide open.

Steve didn't seem to notice or maybe he just didn't care, that everybody was looking at him and he simply just read the words on his gift.

"Thank you so much for the dinner and the gift. I'm so glad, i could be here with you today" Steve said once he finished reading," but i'm afraid is time for me to go."

Steve stood up, bringing him up with you. At first you didn't understand what he was doing, but when you caught up you said, " Yeah mom, thank you for dinner, it was great. I'm going with Steve, we're meeting Robin at the cinema." Obviously you weren't meeting Robin at the cinema, but you'd say anything at that point to leave.

"Oh, okay. You're welcome Steve to come even next time, yeah? We're happy you could be here" your mom beamed.

"It was so so nice to meet you Steve. We could go out sometimes" Alice quipped in and Amanda nodded her head, giving yet another wink to Steve.

"I don't think we could, it was nice to meet you tho" Steve left no time for them to respond and dragged you out of there, to his car.

"Steve, that was so mean" you chuckled, after you sat down in his car and he backed the car out of your driveway.

"Yeah, well. They deserved nothing else" he shrugged his shoulders, "they were awful, i don't want to see them ever again" he chuckled, aswell.

You wished, you'd never have to see them again every single time, "Yup, me too. "

"You okay?" Steve's hand reached for yours, squeezing it gently.

"Yeah, i'm alright" you murmured, taking Steve's hand in your.

"Do you wanna stay over? We can watch some movies" he proposed, seeing through your lie immediately.

"Sure, but only if we can order pizza."

"Of course, we can. Anything you want, sweetheart" Steve said oh so softly and it had you melting.

"Thanks" you blushed at the petname, "Can i ask you something?"

Steve nodded, " What's up with the glasses? You've never worn them."

"I always forget to put them on and what about you? You've never told me about your short sight, either. "

"Steve, i've literally put in my eye contacts in front of you before. What the fuck do you mean, you didn't know?" you questioned.

"You have?"

"Yes, multiple times. "

"Oh, i guess i was always too distracted by your pretty face" he casually said. Like it was no big deal.

You were already at his house, but neither of you was moving to get out of the car.

"What?" you finally choked out.

"I said your pretty face is too distracting. And fuck, it's a whole new level, when you have the glasses on. It's like you're twice as pretty" Steve's sudden burst of confidence made him speak out loud almost every thought he had about you.

"Foreal, it was so hard not to grab your face and kiss you the moment you put them on... -"

"Steve...."

"I'm in love with you, y/n. I just have to get it off my chest and i completely understand if you don't feel the same. We can forget i ever said anything and pretend this never happened" he rambled. His anxious fidgeting made even you nervous.

"Steve!" you placed your hand on his thigh, "you should try to breath, okay? I don't want you to pass out, before i have the chance to tell you, that I feel  the same" you joked.

"Wait, what? You do?" his eyebrows shot up.

"Yeah" you shyly smiled at him. Steve couldn't believe, that this was really happening.

"C-can... Can i kiss you?"

"Please" you breathed out.

Steve didn't waste any time, he leaned down to connect his lips with yours. Your lips were so soft and that made Steve kiss you more fiercely. He'd dreamed of kissing you for so many times and now that it was happening, he didn't want to ever let you go.

You slowly pulled away, making Steve pout.

"Sorry, but i'm getting cold outhere" you giggled at his scowl.

"We should go inside, so you can't make up any more excuses like this and i can finally get the kisses i want" Steve teased you.

"What makes you think, you'll get any kisses at all?"

"I think i deserve the kisses after tonight" he definitely did.

"I guess, i can give you a kiss or two" you giggled and dragged the two of you to his house.

You kept your promise, you happily gave Steve the kisses he so desperately wanted.

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Hey guys, thank you for reading. Posting this for like 7th time, 'cause Tumblr tags hate me. Anyways, let me know what you think. Feedback is always appreciated. Also if anybody is interested in being my beta reader for Stranger things fics, dm me please.

Have a great day and stay safe everybody. Peace out ☀️

[slenderman-apologist]

[*stops studying to read your writing and iz good* *want to request some masky fluff*] *Cough* the thing *cough* up there says enough loll. Oya! Feel free to take this request down btw <3 I am here to request headcanons! For Masky x s/o who won't stop their freaking studying even after the freaking 12 am unless there's a tornado X] They even forget to eat (i mean ngl I do forget to eat a lt, once I skipped both lunch and dinner. I forgot to eat my breakfast and lunch today...) I hope this is enough info! If not, I don't mind you DMing me for more specific info :D Have a great day and take care!!

OKAYY I FINALLY HAVE THE MOTIVATION FOR THIS RQ HI!!!^^

Tysm btw i've been getting all these compliments and i am speechless, everyone is so nice!! :')

Masky right? Hope you like tough love-

Also side-note not only for you but everyone reading this, please make sure to put your health first no matter the amount you need to study, i promise no good grade is worth your pain!!!

ALRIGHT ONE MASKY X WORKAHOLIC S/O COMING RIGHT UP!

He is probably only back between 12 and 3am so he might not notice what you are doing immediately, but when he does, i hope you have a great excuse beside, "I need to study!" because you'll need it.

First he'll just give you a tired glare; Then he'll ask, what do you think you're doing. If you don't have a satiating excuse, (which is almost impossible to give to this man) he'll first tell you to stop and go to sleep with him.

If you say yes to that, you are going to have a very happy guy cuddling you to sleep with no issues whatsoever.

However if you insist you will study, he'll just use his strong man privileges and  will walk next to you, give you his nicest smile as he closes your laptop (he will do that if you have autosave on or have saved your work, he's not a sadist)/ takes the pen from your hand, and gives you a "hug" and literally lifts you up and carries you to your shared bed.

No matter which way, that late night tudy session will end once he gets back from his job, wether you like it or not.

I found this grammar checker thing on google, so this is supposed to be perfect idk, if i have any mistakes lmk!

[applerubyy]

Ciao Adios

Summary: When you find your boyfriend cheating on you yo decide to expose him in the pettiest way you can think of.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (some Loki x Reader if you squint)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Cheating and cursing (I think that’s it?)

A/N: Hi! So this is my first time writing and posting anything here so if its terrible please tell me nicely :). This is some AU where everyone lives and all is happy ok? Also english is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Anyway, if it turns out that some of you like it I think I’d be willing to do a part 2 if you like. Hope you enjoy it! <3. Btw, the gif is not mine so credit to whoever made it.

Crack. That’s the sound of your heart breaking, ripped to pieces in just a few seconds. And no, you were not exaggerating. Seeing your boyfriend kissing someone else while taking off their clothes would do that to a person. And in his office of all places.

How did you not see that coming? They had a lot in common and they did spend a lot of time together but you were just so naïve thinking that he was the most trust-worthy person ever that you looked the other way and believed him when he told you she was “just a friend”. 

Just a friend my ass you thought as you calmly walked to your room. No running, that would draw attention to you and you didn’t need that. No crying either, because once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop. Walking down the hallway and taking the elevator to your floor feels like it takes forever. 

Time is funny that way. It has that annoying tendency to slow down or speed up at the worst times. Like when you were in college and the clock seemed to literally stop, you would look at the time and it was 10:20 am and check again after what felt like half an hour for it to be 10:25 am. Or like when you are having fun with your friends at a club and you see it’s 12:30 but when you look again a few minutes later it’s 2:40. Right now it feels like the former, time seems to have slowed down. Maybe Dr. Strange did something to it? No, that’s stupid, he wouldn’t play with time that way.

Finally the elevator pings open and you rush to your room. Well, it’s not only your room anymore. You share it with him and everything is a reminder of what you just saw. The art supplies on the desk by the window, the famous shield leaning against the wall near the door, the messy bed where you sleep together every night …

And every single thing brings tears to your eyes until finally, the dam breaks and you let the tears fall down. You bring your hand to your mouth to muffle a sob that brings you to your knees. Crying is the only thing you can do right now because your brain is stuck on a loop. All you can see is Steve kissing her, unbuttoning her shirt with one hand while the other grabbed her ass. And all you can hear are their moans, Sharon’s whimper when he touched her and his groan as he did so. 

And now you are full on crying and choking on air because that scene keeps replaying itself over and over no matter how much you want it to stop. And you do, Gosh you do because there is so much your heart can take and this is too much. It shatters you in more ways than one. It makes you question everything you thought you knew about him, about her, about your relationship and about yourself.

You remember the first time you met him. You were already in college and looking for an internship. Luckily you happened to be the niece of the one and only Pepper Potts. And who wouldn’t want to work near Earth's mightiest heroes? You sure did. You were studying journalism and communications in New York and working with the Avengers was the ultimate dream, one that was about to come true.

Your first day was uneventful, it consisted mainly of coffee runs, delivering files and passing messages along. That was until your third coffee run where you ran straight into a wall, well actually it wasn’t a wall but it felt like it. The coffee spilled everywhere, on your clothes and his, and you were going to fall on your butt if it wasn’t for him grabbing your arms to steady you. Imagine your surprise when you looked up to see Captain America himself.

And that’s the moment your love story started. It seemed like something straight out of a romantic comedy and you loved it. It started with flirting, a date and then another, him asking you to be his girlfriend and finally asking you to move in once you graduated. It felt like a fairytale.

Tony wasn't very happy about you and the Capsicle but he saw how happy you were so he tried to be happy too. Tony was your uncle even if you didn’t share any blood. Growing up you would visit your aunty Pepper in New York and he was always around, you even stayed at his house when Pepper and him had to work. So, you two became really close even before he became Iron Man and started dating your aunt. 

The same thing happened with Rhody. Your close relationship with Tony meant you were close to him too, seeing as he was one of the most important people in his life. Rhody treated you like his niece and was the only one he didn’t make fun of which you took as the ultimate compliment. 

So those three you knew before you started working at the compound and before Steve. But once you started working there you met the rest of the Avengers. Being Pepper and Tony's niece and Steve's girlfriend meant they all wanted to get to know you. 

You met Bruce Banner, the Hulk, and you became really close. But that was thanks to his close relation with Tony and all the time you spent with him working on his social media presence to make sure people saw him as more than just the green monster who smashes things. After a while of working there they promoted you and now you manage the Avengers social media.

Nat and Wanda became your best friends from the moment you met. You just clicked and hung out as much as possible, being the only girls on the team meant they were really happy to have another female added to the mix. As for Vision, he liked you because Wanda did, simple as that.

Bucky and Sam were the funniest people ever, their constant bickering always brought a smile to your face and they welcomed you with open arms. Happy that their friend had finally found someone to be with.

Thor and Clint were like the fun uncles you got to see every once in a while. The God of Thunder was like an excited puppy and would hug you till you couldn’t breath every time he came to Earth and Clint would joke around with you and FaceTime you when he was with his kids because they loved you (“best babysitter ever” that called you).

You met Peter when he started working for your uncle. He was a sweet kid and your love of memes, vines and pop culture made you instant friends. He would ask you for advice on girls and tell you science jokes.

But we all know not all fairytales have a happy ending and this one definitely didn’t. You’re feeling so many things at once. There’s anger, sadness, jealousy and something else you can’t put your finger on. You keep crying and are unable to move from your kneeling position on the floor. Checking the clock you realize you’ve been on the floor crying for an hour so you stand up.

Taking a shower seems like the best thing to do, your head is pounding and your face is all puffy. As you shower it hits you, that other feeling swirling around is inevitability. In a way you always thought he was too good for you, you always thought he would eventually get tired of you and trade you for someone else. 

It just hurt too much that it was her, the woman he shared so much with. The niece of Peggy Carter, his first love. An agent of S. H. I. E. L. D.  Someone who risked their life for the world like he did. Someone prettier. Someone better than you.

Yeah, you were definitely on a self-pity party. But you needed to be miserable for a while, to cry it all out, to hurt so that you could move on to the next stage of grief: anger. And when that came, there was no stopping you.

You weren’t a mean person, or a petty one. You gave everyone countless opportunities and forgave way too easily so you never really got angry. But when you did, when you said enough is enough, yeah, you better watch out. That could be the meanest bitch you ever met and she had no mercy.

So you got out of the shower, dried yourself and started getting ready. Tony was throwing yet another party about who knows what and you were not missing it. You liked parties, they were the perfect excuse for wearing pretty dresses and putting on make up. And tonight you were going all out. 

Your inner bitch was concocting a plan and you were going with it.

You hear the door open and prepare yourself to put on the best acting of your life. You take a deep breath and in the sweetest voice you can muster say: “Steve is that you babe?”

“Yeah doll it’s me” you hear him say. A few second later he pops into the bedroom and gives you a peck on the lips as you continue with your makeup.

“How was your day?” Steve asks as he takes off his clothes, probably to take a shower. “I missed you today, i went by your office but you weren’t there” he says with a small frown between his eyes. You could stare at his blue eyes forever but snap out of it when you remember what he did. 

“Oh not much, i left work earlier to get ready for tonight” you answer. Shit your work. You really did leave like that, but after tonight hopefully they’ll understand. “You should start getting ready, the party starts in thirty minutes”.

He smiles at you and tells you he’s going to take a quick shower before getting dressed. He goes to the bathroom and you feel like breaking the mirror but instead take a few deep breaths and remind yourself he’s getting what he deserves later on. With that in mind you finish applying you makeup and smile at yourself, you look good. Moving on to your hair you decide to do some loose waves and that’s it, you really don’t know how to make those complicated updos.

Steve gets out of the shower and starts putting on his suit. Men really do have it easier you think to yourself when you see all the work you had to do and he just showers and that’s it.

You take your dress out of the closet and admire it. It really is beautiful. It has a deep plunging neckline that shows a lot of cleavage and is skin tight with a slit on one side. The fact that it is silver with sequins makes it even better. Pepper helped you pick this dress. 

You put on the dress and admire yourself in the mirror. You look good. Behind you, you hear a whistle and turn around to see Steve watching you lust in his eyes. He comes closer and grabs you by the waist, pulling you to him.

“You look stunning” he says as he wets his bottom lip. “I can’t wait to take it off of you when we get back”. Lying cheating bastard.

“Can't wait” you lie as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. This is just a kiss goodbye you tell yourself. One last kiss before he’s out of your life and probably runs to her. Tears threaten to fill your eyes but you hold them down. Not now.

You break the kiss when the need to breathe is too strong. Grabbing his hand you start walking towards the door and say: “Come on, we’re already late”.

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The party had already started once you walk in and in true Tony fashion it is elegant and extravagant. Everyone is there: S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, the Avengers themselves, politicians and a few famous people. 

You and Steve walk to the bar and order drinks. A whiskey for him and a strawberry daiquiri for you, yes you are that basic but hey, it tastes awesome. He offers you his arm and with drinks in your hands you start looking for your friends. A lot of people stop you on the way, nobody wants to miss an opportunity to talk to Captain America.

One thing, or rather on person, catches your attention: Loki. He’s sitting on one of the cushions alone with a drink in his hand. It’s weird to see him there. Sure, he was redeeming himself for what he did in 2012 and Thor said he was doing better but he rarely left Asgard (he “hated mortals”) and when he did come to Earth it wasn’t for a party.

As if he could feel you staring he turns his head and locks his eyes with yours. You weren’t going to lie, he was gorgeous. He was incredibly tall, had those charming green eyes and was actually funny (but you’d never admit that to anyone). But you were in love with Steve and never saw him as anything more than Thor's hot brother. And everyone in the Avengers was hot so that’s not saying much.

You turn away from him and see Nat and Wanda on the dance floor and you tell Steve you’ll see him later and to go find his friends. He’ll need them after tonight you think to yourself. You greet the girls and start dancing with them, for a moment forgetting about what you saw today and putting Loki out of your mind.

The three of you decided to take a break and order some more drinks. Once at the bar Wanda orders for you and when your drinks arrive you go back to the dance floor. You spend the next few hours dancing, talking to your friends and pretending that nothing's wrong. Talking to Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Hugging Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Kissing Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong.

The fact that Sharon is at the party doesn’t help at all. When you see her talking or touching him you feel like you’re gonna lose it but you remain strong. You remind yourself of your plan and try to keep them out of your mind.

There’s a small stage at the far end of the room and you see your uncle Tony step on it and grab the microphone.

“Hello everyone and thank you for coming to another one of my amazing parties. I hope you are having a good time and taking advantage of the free bar over there” he points to the other side of the room and continues, “Now for what we have all been waiting for: karaoke! And yes, i want everyone to sing something because that’s the whole point of this. I'm looking at you Manchurian Candidate, you’re singing”.

With that he gets off the stage and passes the mic to Sam who decided to sing a Marvin Gaye song. He’s pretty good actually but you can’t fully concentrate on him because your mind is going a thousand miles an hour for what it’s going to happen later.

More people go up and sing their songs and you applaud when they’re done. Nobody is talking much, they're all too busy either laughing at the others performance, drinking or actually listening to the songs. You’re sitting with Steve to your right, Bruce to your left and the rest of the Avengers nearby. You’re your own little group.

It’s finally your turn and as you walk to the stage you can hear your friends whistling and cheering you on. Once you’re up on the stage you choose the song and start singing. 

Ask you once, ask you twice now

There's lipstick on your collar

You say she's just a friend now

Then why don't we call her?

So you wanna go home with someone

To do all the things you used to do to me

I swear, I know you do

Used to take me out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when I ring you up

Don't know where you are

'Til I hear her say your name

Used to sing along when you played guitar

That's a distant memory

Hope she treats you better than you treated me, ha

As you continue singing you get more and more confident and take the mic. You walk off the little stage and over to your friends while dancing and you can see them smiling, clapping and having fun. They have no idea how much i mean all of this you think. You look at Steve and he’s completely oblivious. Good, you want to take him by surprise. You arrive at your little circle of friends and start singing the chorus.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

You keep dancing and go back to back with Wanda who’s also singing along. You then turn to Nat and she grabs your hand and makes you do a little spin. 

After three, after four times

Why did I bother?

Tell me how many more times

Does it take to get smarter?

Don't need to deny the hurt and the lies

And all of the things you did to me

I swear, I know you did

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You go up to Tony and he starts dancing around you busting out some dad moves. You laugh and keep on singing and dancing.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (no, no, no, no)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You walk back to the stage as you sing and step up. You put the mic back into place and sing the last part of the song.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her (with her)

Kissing and having fun (and fun)

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (you get on with your life, I'll get on with my life)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

When you’re done people are clapping and cheering and you look to your friends to see them all smiling. You look at everyone and make a little mock bow and when you straighten you see Loki sitting on the same couch as before. But this time he’s looking at you and he’s laughing, not smiling and cheering but actually laughing.

You look back at your friends and say “Thank you, thank you” with a smile on your face. You continue , “I wanted to dedicate this song to my boyfriend Steve” you point at him.

“In case it wasn’t clear enough, i wanted to tell you that i saw you with Sharon”. You could hear a pin drop. No one was talking and all eyes were on you. This is what you wanted, to humiliate him as much as he did you. And what better way to do it than publicly? Oh but you weren’t done.

You could see Steve's face going pale and nobody knew where to look, if at you or at him. Tony look ready to murder him as did Rhody, Pepper, Peter and Bruce. Thor, Clint and Vision looked shocked. But Bucky, Sam, Nat and Wanda looked guilty.

Your heart breaks a little more when you realize they knew. You can’t really blame Bucky and Sam for not telling you, they were Steve's friends after all. But you thought the girls were your friends, that they would have told you. Apparently you overestimated that friendship.

You keep on smiling and continue “So… I’m breaking up with you. Hope she was a good fuck and wasn’t uncomfortable with the fact that you were once in love with her aunt”. You do a dramatic pause and make a little disgusted face. “Anyway, if I’m lucky i´ll never see you again. Have a great life!”

And with that, you walk off the stage and make your way to your friends. Steve is rooted to the spot and his face is red with embarrassment. You walk up to him, look him straight in the eye and give him an evil smile. He gulps and opens his mouth as if he’s about to say something and then closes it. He does is two more times and still nothing comes out.

You turn to your group and look at Wand and Nat, who can’t seem to be able to look you in the eye. You sigh and say: “Who want enemies when they can have you as their best friends right?”. They look up then and start talking. Telling you how sorry they are and to please forgive them. You raise your hand to silence them and they do.

You go to your aunt and uncle who look like there should be smoke coming out of their ears and say: “I’m gonna stay in a hotel for the night, can’t stand to be here anymore”. Tony scrunches his eyebrows and look at you like you’re crazy.

“Hell no. You’re staying here. We can find him another room to sleep in but you’re not leaving. If anyone’s leaving is Mr. Star-spangled over there” he practically screams the last part as he points at Steve.  

You take a deep breath and hug him. It takes him by surprise but he puts his arms around you. “I appreciate it uncle Tony but i can’t stay at the compound, it just hurts too much” you say as you let go. Turning to your aunt you hug her as well and say: “Thank you for everything but I quit”.

The moment those words leave your mouth everyone starts talking at the same time telling you how crazy you are and to think about it. You just smile at them and tell them you already made up your mind. “I'm gonna go pack a bag and ask Happy to take me to a hotel nearby. Please make sure he doesn’t follow” you say as you point to a still red-faced Captain America. 

With that you turn around and leave. The room is silent for a few seconds before you hear your friends all screaming at Steve. You look around for a second and notice that Loki is staring at you with a smirk on his face. When you look him in the eye he raises his glass at you ant takes a sip. 

You give him a small smile and walk through the doors towards the elevator.  

[robinofgothamcity]

♡ prompt: “your complexion is scaring me, please sit down.” 

♡ pairing: marcel barthel x fem! reader

♡ lyric inspiration: “cause i’m right here, darling i’m right here. close your pretty eyes, my butterfly, baby have no fear.” 

♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / 

you felt yourself getting dizzy once again, not knowing where the feelings was coming from. this was going on for the third week of you just feeling completely sick to your stomach and frankly, you had no idea why it was happening or why it hadn’t gone away yet. 

you fell back onto the chair with a thud, not feeling in any mood to get up and workout. as you took a sip of water and tried to regain your breath, you saw Fabian walking past you. you waved at him as he stopped in his tracks and saw your state of being. 

“you okay?” he asked, seeing the sweat coming down from your forehead, “just tired,” you murmured, taking another gulp of water. Fabian grabbed a chair and sat next to you knowing that Marcel would thank him later, “where’s your boyfriend?” he asked. 

pulling up your phone and saw the last text he sent you, “he’s training with Alex,” you told him, “why?” you asked. Fabian stayed silent for a moment, not knowing whether or not to confess what he was thinking, “you’ve been feeling like this for a while now, haven’t you?” you nodded, “ever think Marcel knocked you up?”

“excuse me, what?” you choked on your water at the wild thought as Fabian hit your back, “i’m just putting a thought out there. you’ve been feeling like this for a while now and i mean, my sister felt the same way you did when she got pregnant with my nephew,” he explained. 

there was no way you could’ve been pregnant with his child. you were on the pill and Marcel made sure he wore protection when you asked him too. “come on, you’ve got to be kidding me,” you murmured to him, not so sure on what to think of what he said. 

“if you aren’t sure, i can accompany you on the trip to the store,” he offered, taking his hey out of his pocket. you nodded and the two of you walked towards the parking lot, “what if I am?” you asked him quietly, “i genuinely don’t know how Marcel would take to the news.” 

Fabian could see the panic expression on your face as he started the engine. there was a store not even a minute out of the performance center and although he didn’t respond, he rubbed your shoulder in comfort, “listen, i can’t answer that question because i really don’t know how he would react either but i don’t think he’d be mad or upset about it.” 

you gave Fabian one final look before hopping out of the car and running inside of the Wal-Greens. you grabbed a few things and pretending that the pregnancy test was for a friend in case the cashier knew who you were by random chance. after she scanned you out and gave you your things, the two of you booked it back to the performance center. 

“stay right there,” you told Fabian in a threatening tone, “if I have to find out the news, you’re finding out right with me,” you added on. 

Fabian nodded as you walked into the single bathroom and locked it. the hallway you dragged Fabian too was generally a lonesome hall. hardly anyone that wasn’t custodial came down here and you knew that Marcel or anyone else wouldn’t come down here. 

after you took the test and put it back inside of the box, you walked out and timed the rest of the four minutes, “okay, we need to wait another few minutes and then i’ll find out if i become a mom or not,” you murmured, your eyes widening at the statement you made. 

you looked at Fabian with nervousness as you felt your phone ringing, “fuck, it’s Marcel,” you screamed in panic. you tossed him the phone and telling him to pick it up, “why? he’s gonna wonder why i have your phone to begin with!” he yelled back. 

Fabian, despite not wanting to answer it, picked it up, “hey Marcel,” he said as smoothly as possible, “Fabian? why do you have her phone?” he asked curiously. you yelled at him to make up a lie, “uh, she’s in the bathroom and left her phone on the table so i figured i’d picked it up considering it was you,” he said in a panic. 

Marcel’s eyes scrunched in confusion, not fully believing what he was saying. your phone rang off again, indicating that the time was up and your test would be ready with the answer. you grabbed your phone and hung it up, not bothering with Marcel at the moment. 

“ready?” he asked as he watched you fumble with the box. you gulped not, tears threatening to spill even though you had no idea what the test read. you took it out of the box slowly and grasped onto the side where the result was, not ready to read it yet, “okay, on three,” you whispered. 

Fabian counted to three and you lifted your hand up. 

positive. 

you stared to Fabian, your heart racing a mile a minute and the urge to throw up crawling up your throat. you found the nearest trash bin and threw up for a solid minute before pulling back up and seeing Fabian’s surprised expression as he held the test. 

“does that mean I’ll be the godfather or something?” he asked, trying to make a light joke. you smacked him on the shoulder, “shut the fuck up! this is not the time to make a joke, you ass! i’m pregnant with your best friends child!” you screamed. 

Fabian wanted to laugh, he really did but a part of him knew that if he did laugh, you’d probably beat his ass for it. you looked down to the Clear Blue test and sighed, not knowing whether to celebrate the news or to throw up once again. 

“Marcel’s calling you again,” Fabian informed you, seeing your phone ping up for the second time. you grabbed your phone and answered it, “hey babe,” you whispered, your voice wavering, “hey, i called you twice and Fabian picked up your phone the first time. you okay?” he asked. 

you stayed silent for a second, not knowing whether to slowly break the news or just make up a complete lie. 

“i continued feeling sick and was inside the bathroom for a while. i had left my things with Fabian to make sure it didn’t get taken or anything,” you lied, Fabian’s eyes widening in surprise, “i’ll meet you in a few, okay?” Marcel hummed in response before clicking goodbye, slightly annoyed at yours and Marcel’s attitude. 

you stared at Fabian, your heart racing as you heard footsteps coming down the stairs. your eyes widened in panic as you tried to hide the test when it revealed that it was actually Walter who managed to find you and Fabian down here. 

“hey Walter,” you greeted in panic. he looked between you and Fabian, confused and slightly accusatory, “what are the two of you doing down here....alone?” he asked, seeing the way the two of you were acting. 

you looked up to him finally and sighed. Fabian could tell you were on the verge of bursting into tears as you fumbled to actually say something, “she’s pregnant with Marcel’s baby,” he screamed in a confession. Walter looked at you in surprise as you shakily handed him the test, “what the fuck,” he whispered to himself. 

“fuck, i don’t even know how i’m going to tell Marcel about this,” you exclaimed to his two friends, “we’ve never spoken about children and we are in no way even ready for it. he’s in the midst of his prime wrestling career and i’m chasing the fucking women’s title,” you continued, “but there’s a part of me that’s excited and wants to keep it.” 

Walter and Fabian stared at each other as they remained quiet. this was one of the times that Walter wished his wife would’ve accompanied him on his trip over here. you still hadn’t gotten off the floor as Walter read the positive test on the ground. 

“listen, you should get home and take a break from all this. you stressing out isn’t probably healthy for the baby,” Walter finally said. you nodded, figuring that he was right, “i’m going home, i guess. if Marcel asks for me, tell him i wasn’t feeling good at all and had a migraine or something,” you got up from the floor and looked up at the two boys before leaving. 

you had purposely took a way out of the performance arena that you knew wouldn’t cross over into Marcel’s view. you drove home, taking the back way there as you tried to clear up your thoughts. the tears that had stained your face remained as you got into the parking lot. 

as you walked inside of you shared apartment and sat down on the couch, you couldn’t help but relive the memories you had with Marcel in your head. the two of you were pretty free spirited. you enjoyed going out with Fabian every once in a while and traveled when you were able too. 

there were times where the two of you had a designated drinking nights and got plastered beyond belief to release some stress or tension that was going on. 

all of those things would have to come to a halt as your baby was on its way. a part of you knew that Marcel wasn’t the kind of guy to just drop you and the baby but you also had no idea how he would react. he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to settle down into a family but the thought of a baby Marcel running around warmed your heart. 

with all your thoughts running wild, you hadn’t realized how much time had passed until you heard the front door jingling. the thought of having to tell Marcel the news made you sick to your stomach out of nervousness as felt bile crawling up your throat again. 

you instantly ran to the bathroom and threw up whatever else was left in your stomach. at this rate, you were throwing up water as you hadn’t ate anything since the morning and you managed to throw that up when you read the test earlier in the day. 

you heard Marcel walk into the apartment as he set his things down on the floor and came to find you. you had thought that you locked the door when you ran inside but that didn’t seem to be true when Marcel walked in, a look of worry and panic instantly crossing his face as he saw how you looked. 

“hey, hey! what’s wrong?” he asked, holding your hair back. you shook your head as you tried to stand up and push him off of you, “nothing, i’m fine,” you managed to say as you went to the sink to brush your teeth and clean your mouth. 

Marcel stood against the doorway, seeing the color of your skin drained. he had never saw you this way in the years that you were together with him and as you finally looked back up again, he could see that you didn’t look healthy in the slightest. 

“your complexion is scaring, please sit down,” he stated, helping you to the couch to sit you down. you slumped into the couch, feeling a migraine coming on, “you need to go to the hospital. you’ve been sick for nearly a month and you haven’t been getting any better!” he exclaimed. 

you sighed knowing that if you even tried to hesitate, Marcel wouldn’t let it go and probably physically drag you there himself. you looked up to Marcel and asked him to grab your backpack from one of the kitchen chairs. he looked at you in confusion but nevertheless grabbed it for you. 

“what i’m about to tell you might be news you aren’t prepared for so you might want to sit down for this one,” you stated as you had trouble looking at him. he remained confused but didn’t listen to what you said and remained standing, “Marcel, please,” you repeated, “no, i’m fine standing.” 

you sighed as you took a deep breath in and rummaged through your bag until you felt the pregnancy test in your hand, “don’t freak out on me, i’m begging you. i’ve been through enough today and if you are planning to do anything irrational when you find out, just leave,” you said as you took the test out and handed it to him. 

Marcel’s eyes widened, reading the test before looking at you. he remained silent for what felt like an eternity. a million thoughts ran through his head until he finally realized that he hadn’t said anything at all. you remained looking at him, trying to read his expression. 

“you’re pregnant?” he asked. you nodded slowly as he stared at the test again, “you’re not kidding? when did you find out?” he asked again, “of course not but today. that’s what i was doing with Fabian. he found me puking my guts out earlier and offered to take me to the store to buy a test and i was too scared to take the test alone so i made him sit with me to find out the results. Walter knows too.” 

Marcel looked at you, “why did you hide it from me? i feel like i should’ve been there,” he murmured. you sighed in slight annoyance, “i know but we’ve never talked about kids and i was scared. i’m pregnant. pregnant as fuck and i want to keep it,” you stated, emphasizing the ending. 

Marcel walked up to you and gave you a hug as you immediately cuddled up to him and let the tears go free, “i’m just surprised, baby. we weren’t planning on having one but i’m not mad or scared. that just means we’re going to be parents earlier than anticipated. nothing wrong with that,” he finally said. 

you smiled at him, happy that he was on the same boat with you, “so you’re happy?” you asked. Marcel laughed, “of course i am. you’re making me a dad! we’re going to be parents!” he exclaimed, “we just need to find a home and start building that nursery as soon as possible.” 

you brought him down for a kiss and remained that way for while before finally pulling away, “i’m sorry happy that you’re happy about this,” you confessed. Marcel brought you in for another hug as you put your head on his chest, “if we have a son, you wouldn’t mind naming him Axel, would you?” he asked with a serious tone. 

your heart fluttered as you realized he wanted to name your possible son after his father, “of course i wouldn’t mind. it’s a beautiful name,” you whispered back. he nodded in agreement as the two of you remained hugging in the middle of your living room. 

you knew you’d tell everything to Fabian and Walter later on but for the moment, you just wanted to remain in Marcel’s embrace. 

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ FALLING IN LOVE WITH A BIKER ❜

with Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa.

Request: hermaaaaaana, hello😊 literalmente que llevo veinte minutos pensando en que te puedo preguntar but i think i got it. so if it’s okay for you, i would like to request a headcanon with bishop in which he mets the reader for first time and it’s love at first sight or something like that, only if you are comfortable with it. Thank youuuuuuu💖

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“Please… tell me that bike is yours”.

Bishop is stationed in front of the Reyes carnicería, with the rest of his crew at both sides. His eyes are glued on your anatomy, touring the random tattoos all around your arms and enraptured on the way your hips move covered by a pair of black bike shorts. His heart stops when he sees you hanging the meat packet by your teeth, to wear the leather gloves, before keeping your order on the bag of your Harley.

“Fuck”.

Wearing the helmet, while you sit on top of your motorcycle, you raise your eyes feeling strongly stalked. You can't help but chuckle wearing your sunglasses, before turning on the engine. Chewing a mint gun, you pass them away with a funny smirk installed on your face. Probably, they have never seen a girl like you, and you're not actually surprised after seeing how women are in Santo Padre. You have three kinds: uptight, too old or too used. And you look like candy at a school gate. Mayans are the children.

He begs and prays to run into you, riding the city every night at the same hour, around Felipe's carnicería.

He doesn't lose hope for almost one month. But after this much time, he starts to be desperate. Bishop could have memorized your plate, but he was too busy admiring your mere existence.

Taza tried to help him, by using the database statewide using the model of your bike. But there were too many results, with different names of men and women, and none based on Santo Padre.

He has suddenly fallen in love and he doesn't even know your name.

Until he met you again.

Sipping by the straw of your cup of coffee, you're checking some messages of your father. You have forgotten your laptop in Santa Madre and you need it for work, so you're trying to convince him to bring it to your new town.

“(Y/N)”.

Frowning confused by the male hoarse voice, you raise your eyes from the screen, finding a middle-age man with a dense moustache over his smile.

“Do I know you?”

“I'm Obispo. Obispo Losa, but you can call me Bishop”. He offers you a hand, narrowing it with your left one in an awkward move that makes the two of you laugh. “Southpaw?”

“Got a coffee in my right”. You reply shaking your hand.

“I stopped you 'cause I like your bike”.

“Ain't selling”.

“I wasn't trying to buy it, it's just a compliment”. He says wearing his gloves, bowing down his head for a second. “I run the scrapyard, in case you need a rechange, or something”.

“It's good to know it”.

You watch him leaving you there, puckering your lips while you turn slightly, before continuing with your walk.

He was nervous as fuck trying to you, but it looks like that his trap can works on you.

And actually, it does. He has woken up an interest in you. Not because of his kutte, but because the way he had of licking his incisors with the tip of his tongue when you laughed.

These small details not everyone pays attention to.

And you take the bait. His bait.

You didn't have any excuse to visit the scrapyard, so with all the pain squeezing your heart, you hammer a nail in the back tire of your bike. Almost dragging it for one mile, you reach the place. That's going to cost you some bucks, but it's worth it. Anchoring the kickstand close to the office, you follow the rhythmic latin music to flood into a crowded yard. Sounds like a party. Looks like a party. With the hands kept in the back pockets of your shorts, you lean over your tiptoes trying to find the owner.

“Need help, mami?” A mexican accent makes you turn to your left.

“Yeah, 'am looking for… Obispo?” You say wrinkling your nose at the man with long black hair and a cigar on his lips, having a smoke.

“Yo! Prez!” Turning away, the man yells another name you can't understand.

Your orbs find the darkest ones, but what you see instead of what you were expecting provokes you some bitter shivers. On his lap there's an exuberant woman, wearing nothing but a short skirt and a white lace bra, and one of his hands caressing her thigh. Who the fuck is that guy and who the fuck does he think you are? Regretting your decision of coming, you turn over your steps to not continue looking at him, crossing your arms over your chest almost kicking the dust with the tip of your sneakers.

“You came”. He sounds excited, but somewhat nervous.

“Yeah, and now I would prefer to haven't done it”, you think to yourself.

“Yeah, I just… had a problem with a wheel and a nail”. You reply, shrugging your shoulders. “But that guy can attend me, you don't have to. I mean, you were occupied”.

“Is she jealous?”, he thinks to himself.

“I have time for you, querida”.

Wrong words. You're not going to fall again, not after what you have seen.

“I only need a wheel. I will come back tomorrow evening”.

“Don't you want a beer?” He sounds disappointed and a little annoyed, raising a hand over his shoulder to point at the party happening behind him.

“No, thanks”.

Watching you go is painful. A kind of sorrow that he never thought that he could feel.

After telling his brothers what happened, they counsel him to wait till the next day.

But you don't go to the scrapyard. You don't want to see him, even if you know that you have to pick up your bike.

Finally, you come back two days later.

Knocking the metallic door, you walk inside the office. The man who attended you the first time and another with strange hands receive you.

“I came for the black and red Harley”.

“Yeah, mami, give me a second”.

The men disappear from the place, while you take a seat on an old leather couch, crossing one leg above the other; moving it impatiently. But again, you have to take off your eyes from the screen of your phone, hearing his voice calling you.

“The bike is ready”. Obispo says with a fleeting smile appearing on his face.

“Good. How much do I own you?” You ask getting up, trying to not look at him too much and focusing on the bill he offers you.

“Nothing, it's on me”.

“Thanks, but I wanna pay”.

“Well, ain't gonna charge you”. He sentences with a chuckle.

Puckering your lips with a forced smile, you pass him away to step out from the office, looking for your bike.

“Hey, wait”.

“What?”

“She's just a friend”.

You pretend that you don't know what he's talking about, making him snort rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“The girl. In the party. She's just a friend”.

“Bueno, congrats”. You just reply, about to walk away again.

“I was wondering if you would like to hang out one day”. These words stop your legs. “Have some beers, a ride, maybe a dinner. Or a lunch. Whatever”.

He's trying. He's trying to fix up what he fucked up. And you are not sure about what response you can give him back. You want to say yes, but, for what? To end like his friend? Sitting on his lap almost naked, surrounded by drunk bikers?

“Sorry, I ain't your type. Don't lose your time”.

You can't believe what you just said, sounding so rude and proud. Bishop frowns.

“My type? And which is my type?” Now, you have offended him, watching him intertwining his hands under his abdomen. Expecting.

“Cheap makeup to leave marks. Lingerie and short skirts. Laughter when something isn't funny. Work hard to look like a man's trophy… Definitely, I'm not your type. I mean, you must be however you want to be, but… sorry, that's not my game”.

“That isn't my game either”. He replies tilting his neck to the left side for some seconds. “I prefer the ones who call me out when I'm being a pendejo”.

“Mommy issues?” Making fun of him, you raise both eyebrows. He chuckles shaking his head. “Thanks for the wheel”.

You don't need no man, but could God please send to you a normal one?

Bishop feels fucked than ever. Annoyed. Bothered.

He tries to figure out how to make it up to you, but he has never had to do something like that.

And his brothers can't help him either.

So he plays one of his best cards.

Be sincere.

The next time he sees you walking around, he makes to stop the whole crew behind him. Jumping off from his bike, he crosses the road with a slow sprint to not being run over. Rolling your eyes, you don't stop your path. Not even when he reaches you.

“Can you listen to me for a second?”

Placing himself in front of you, the man takes off his sunglasses.

“I'm hurry”.

“One sec—”.

“One”. You just say, counting it about to walk away. A hand around your left wrists holds you.

“Please”.

Hearing him beg to you wasn't on your to-do list for today. Facing him with no gesture on you lets him know that you are granting him a second.

“You're gonna think I'm crazy because I have never fell in love at first sight, but when I saw you the first time I fucking swear that you stole my heart, querida. I have been looking for you for a month. Every night. Same hour. Trying to catch the opportunity of talking to you. And maybe, just maybe, I tried to find you by the model of your bike”. You can't lie. You weren't expecting that confession. “I really felt like shit when I saw you in the scrap. The way your face changed when you saw that girl sat on me. And I'm really sorry”.

You don't have a word to reply. Confused. Overwhelmed by a lot of sensations running through your body.

“I ain't the kind of man who… you know what I'm trying to say. And I didn't mean to offend you”.

He keeps silent, waiting for you to say something.

“This has been more than one second”. You try to joke, a little nervous. And you make him laugh again.

“Listen, I know a place with the best meat in the whole California, and a lot of different sauces to dip in. It's forty minutes away, but we can have a ride together”.

“Sounds good, but… I'm on my way to work”.

“We can go whenever you want”.

Bishop isn't going to give up, and you know it.

“You said you're in a hurry, let me take you to your job and think about it on this ride”.

You finally accept, knowing that he's not going to accept a decline as an answer.

And when he finds out that you work in the hospital, he's totally amazed.

And he earns your number after being so sincere with you.

“Maybe, just maybe, I put the nail on purpose”. You confess then, walking backwards to the entrance, facing him with a smile on your face.

[ordonianhero]

Above and Beyond

author’s notes: This is a complete one shot. please excuse grammar and spelling mistakes. this story turning out way differently then what I was expecting. The characters belong to jojo56830 Linked Universe. I am sorry I haven been writing much and Chapter four of my main story is on hold till I feel motivated to work on it. so for now I am working on short stories. Hope you enjoy this one. Feel free to take inspiration and do fan art of this if you wish. 

Genre: Fluff- lots of fluff and comfort.

words: 2,805

Synopsis: They had been traveling for some time, the weather not letting up. Wild is running a cold. Everyone seemed tired and they needed shelter. Time’s own old injuries are acting up. So Twilight takes it upon himself to make sure they all get somewhere to settle down till the rain settles down and they can recharge.

Characters: EVERYONE  

Above and Beyond

  It was officially the first day of spring. The grass in the fields they crossed were lush and green. The trees just starting to blossom and gain back their leaves from the long winter days. little flowers bursting from the grounds. The sky was partly blue, with blankets of grey clouds of an upcoming spring storm. The birds were far more lively and chirping as they flew past the nine heroes as they wandered the land. However, despite it being spring, the cold air of winter still lingered. At night the temperatures would drop near to freezing, with frost caking the area. Then as the sun showed the warmth of the day would melt away the cold some. However the cold had seeped into the Older hero's bones. The aches were from old injuries he had gotten long ago.

 Legend was being extra quiet. He didn't trust his words to lash out wrong. enough of the cold and hard ground. Their feet sludge through the mud as another bout of showers begin. Spring showers as they are often called. Legend held in his outwardly grumbling. Twilight's own hair stuck to his face, water droplets dripping to his eye. He looked over at the Smith who was not really covered, he removed his pelt and placed the hood and rest over them. Meanwhile the traveler wore a brown cloak. The Captain had used part of his cape to shield Wind from the rain. Wild had been friendly to share some of his hood to Sky. Even though he had his own hood, it wasn't doing much. as the Cub sneezed.

 They at this time should find a place to say. From what Twilight could gage, this rain wasn't going to give up anytime soon. The sun teasingly shining through the clouds. The kept moving on with the Leader moving forward quietly. Every once in a while twilight caught him massaging a sore spot on his body. "This rain is really not letting up is it?" stated the Traveler. The rain drops bounced over a few flowers they passed. "They are spring showers." replied Twilight, the heavy rain now just letting up into a drizzle. "is it truly spring?" asked Wind as he peeked out from Warrior's cape. "It sure is. I remember the days working on my uncle's apple farm and dealing with such unexpected showers." Legend said very coldly.

They sloshing of their feet through the mud only made things even more dampening. The captain approached Twilight as they walked. "we should probably look for shelter. I doubt Time will want to. He seems determined to keep walking, but with each step, I am seeing him in pain." he spoke in a low whisper to the rancher. "I agree. I will offer to scout a head for shelter." he replied patting the Captain's soaked back. Twilight walked up to Time who's eyes were focused all about him. "We should find shelter. There's no point to trudge more in this weather. I can scout ahead if maybe to find us something." Time didn't reply. Twilight looked directly into their leader's eyes. They were filled with tiredness. The bags and dark circles gave part of that away. He then looked over at Twilight and nodded to him to do so.

Twilight nodded back as an understanding and took off ahead to go scout out ahead. "where is he going?" asked sky out of curiosity.

"Maybe he is abandoning us." Legend jokingly stated. Wild's eyes widen to that statement. "No he wouldn't." The young sailor's voice came.

"No. he is just scouting ahead." replied the captain, glaring at Legend.

"why didn't he ask anyone to go with him, it's not safe to go on their own." Replied Four.

"He can handle things on his own. I have seen him do so. Fear not." Came their leader's tired voice.

Wild then felt weak and begin to lean against Traveler. He let out another sneeze. Hyrule looked at his friend, he looked flushed. He was clearly sick. Oh Rancher, please find somewhere we can rest at.

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Once twilight was out of sight, he transformed into Wolf form. He could find places much faster that way. His paw sloshed as he went into full run and only stopping to sniff by old tracks of travelers from weeks ago. Which then lead it way west towards some forest. He stopped at the edge of the woods. Using his sense, he was able to calculate that they were not far from a traveler's cabin. He also used it to sense out if there was any enemies nearby. So far. none. Once he gathered all the information, he turned around and rushed back toward the group. Mud splashing against his fur coat.

The closer he got he transformed back and met up with the group.

"There's..." He was trying to catch his breath.

"whoa, looks our Rancher age is catching up with him." Legend laugh.

"Oh cut it out." Snapped Four.

The captain moved up to the front where Time and Twilight were. "find something then?"

Twilight shook the rain off him and then took a deep breath, "I was able to find a cabin. not far. I didn't see any enemies along the way."

"well that's good, wait- how close?" the Captain questioned.

"Oh, 'bout two miles away." replied Twilight.

"You ran, two miles." The sailor said surprised.

"I told you, I have faith in him." Time spoke giving the Captain a look. He reached over and ruffled Twilight's hair a bit.

The captain snorted. Twilight then eyed the rest of the group and spotted the Cub leaning against Hyrule. He looked bout ready to fall over. He rushed over to him and catches him. The group stopped. Twilight picked up the cub to carry him. Wild made a fuss to fight him on it. however he was too weak to do so. Goddesses you're stubborn. He walked over to Epona. Hyrule following behind him. Twilight Lifted the Cub onto her back, followed by himself. "Rest."

"I am not a baby..." Grumbled Wild.

"And you're in no condition to be traveling. You are not well." Twilight replied.

Wild let out a grumble and just rested against Twilight as they traveled on. Twilight own warm body helped combat the cold he felt throughout his own. Hyrule stayed close by Twilight.

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Once they had reached the cabin, they all sighed with relief. The rain had gotten to be coming down harder. Twilight hopped off Epona, Captain offered to take care of Epona as Twilight got Wild into the cabin. Four and Legend got a fire going. Twilight got Wild bundled up to keep him warm. Wild was about to grumble again. Sky helped set up Wild's bed roll. As Hyrule made up some herbal med to give to them. Wild was about to fight him on it till he gave in and took it. Wild could feel its effects as it relieved his aches. Twilight quickly got Wild into much drier garments and then let him fall to rest in his bed roll. some sleep would do him some good.

Everyone managed to get into much drier garments themselves. Time had even though known to not sleep much felt sleep take over him. He had fallen asleep himself. Hyrule was careful to not wake them as he went over and using some of his own healing magic, eased some of the old man's pains. Twilight looked about the room. Everyone looked grateful for the shelter as the rain pounded the roof. Sky found some wood to carve on, while four took to reading a bit. Wind was huddled up Warriors under a blanket. The fire was slowly getting the Cabin warm.

Twilight moved over to fill a kettle up and placed it over the fire to make some tea. Legend was sitting near Four. "So since the chef is sick, whose going to cook?" He asked.

The room stayed quiet. The sounds of those sleeping could be heard, mixed by the rain. "I will make a soup." Twilight replied. Anyone willing to help with the ingredients, much appreciated.

Sky stopped carving, "I can help."

"Me too." replied Four.

"Hyrule, you rest, okay." said Twilight, knowing the traveler need to recharge his magic.

"So what you going to make?" questioned Legend.

"Oh something I have learned from being around you all." Twilight winked.

"Oh this better not be something hyrule made up." Snorted Four.

"thee has little faith in me?" Chuckled twilight.

"Oh I trust you...just couldn't peg you for a cooker." replied four with a soft laugh.

"you'll be surprised." twilight said, as he grabbed out some potatoes, carrots, onion and celery. along with a big chunk of meat.

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Sky helped peel the potatoes and cut them up in to cubes. Four was helping cut up the celery and carrots. while Legend was put to dicing up the onion. Twilight made work with cutting up the meat. Twilight filled a stew pot with water to let the water get to boiling. Legend as he cut the onion was fighting off the tears from cutting it. Which they all quietly chuckled. "aww so you do have feelings." Sky joked.

"shut it bird boy. someone had to cry at the travesty of this meal being done by the rancher." jest Legend.

"or I could of just let you starved." said twilight sprinkling herbs into the stew pot as the meat went in. Followed by him putting the cut potatoes, carrots and celery. He took the onion and tossed it in.

"you wouldn't?" smirked legend as he took everyone stuff to clean up.

"could be worst." Four replied.

"whats worst then-ooooooh. yeah that is worst." sky suddenly remembering about the goron spice. 

Twilight finished stirring things up, letting it simmer.

Sky then poured them each a cup of warm herbal tea. which warmed their souls. The rain still falling. Daylight fading.

Legend sat beside Twilight. "So what kind of stew are you making anyways? It seems familiar the ingredients."

Twilight softly smiled softly and bumps Legend gently, "something to feel like home."

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The Nice warm hearth with a stew simmering nicely. The Smell was beginning to fill the cabin. Twilight checking it once in a while and adding more seasonings if needed. Legend took to reading some, while Four worked taking care of everyone's weapons. Sky was plucking gently at his harp. Twilight looked over and seeing a solemn look across his face. Twilight moved over closer to him. "Missing your gal hu?"

"Am I that really that easy to read? You and Time seem to be the two who pick up on that."  Sky looked up at Twilight.

"Hm, cause love is easy to spot and the missing of those we care about is easy to spot." smiled Twilight. He saw Time slowly waking up as well.

Sky plinked one last note before setting his harp down. "It's like before when I was searching for her. I was always one step behind to reaching her."

"Hm. That's got to be saddening." responded Twilight.

Time filled his mug with tea and sat by them on a stool. Hyrule also slowly woke up from his own rest, as he slept beside Wild. Warriors, snorted his self awake, not realizing he had fallen asleep. Which gain a chuckle from the Veteran.

Sky blushed a bit. "It's stupid."

"Nah, being in love isn't stupid. It can be amazing, painful and hard sometimes. But when you are that bonded with someone-its magical." Smiled twilight. He went back to the stew to check on it. Taking a sip of the broth.

"Oh, well aren't you a romantic." teased the Captain.

Twilight sputtered at that statement, burning his tongue a bit on the broth. Time just let out a soft chuckle.

"Excuse you, At least I know what being romantic is. versus whatever garbage you try." jeered back with a smirk at the captain.

"Yet you were the one with your heart shattered." the Captain threw back.

"Oh, oh we going there? be very careful what you say, or I may just put something special in your own food." replied twilight.

"Hey. question." their attention was pulled by wind speaking up. he let out a yawn as they all stayed quiet. "why Do you and captain always banter like this? do you have like something against each other?"

"Not at all, it's all out of fun. never intended to hurt each other. It's like a older younger sibling rivalry." Explained Twilight. Warriors nodded in agreement.

"So, like when my sister gets annoying like banter?" asked Wind innocently.

"nah, that would be the Veteran and pretty boy." Chuckled Twilight.

"Oi! No. We just pick on each other like a pair of old friends who attempt to one up each other." Legend replied.

Twilight went back to the stew and snorted.

"I am actually use to this style of talking sometimes. Back when I lead. The men and I would banter in our sparing practices." The captain explained to wind.

"would you like to lead then." Time joking stated. "cause you said 'Use to.' " his arms crossed and a smirk across his face.

"and put up with his left right march- how about no." Teased legend.

"any time old man. Any time." Captain stated with a smirk back.

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Once the Stew was finished, Twilight filled their bowls. He then went over and got Wilds own bowl and filled it. He then gently Woke them up. Wild let out a grumble, then woke. He then smelt the stew, He looked at it and then back at twilight who was giving him a soft smile. He saw everyone Smiling at the having something to warm the belly. He slowly sat up and took the bowl. "you cooked this?" he asked quietly.

"its editable, trust me." smirked Twilight.

Twilight sat beside Wild. Wild leaned against Twilight and took a sip of broth. The flavor was so rich and full of flavor. His mind flashed to something he had made back when he was home in his own hyrule. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he at the stew. Nobody had noticed it except Twilight who had finished his own bowl.

"it remind me of home." wild hoarsely said, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Everyone looked at Wild. Twilight gently rubbed his back. "It's something I learned from Legend, I am sure it something you picked up in your land too. I felt it was the best thing to make."

"Wait, you knew how to make my Uncles stew?" Legend stated in shock. "That's why I recognized this."

Twilight blushed. "well yeah."

"Can I have more?" asked wind.

"Is it better then Grandma's soup then." teased Captain.

"No, but its homey." Wind said, getting a second helping.

Everyone chuckled a bit. Wild finished his bowl and sleepily curled up into Twilight. Like a smile child when sick, all they want is to be comforted. Twilight just wrapped an arm and held him.

"Well since Twilight did most of the cooking, I think its best we help do the clean up." Time spoke up. The captain agreed. Time came over and picked up both Twilight's and wilds empty bowls. He gave Twilight a soft smile to the pup and Cub. Everyone seem to help out with clean up. along with making the fire more.

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More Tea was made as bed rolls were set up. Hyrule made sure to give Wild more herbal med to help fight the cold he had clearly developed. Captain had gotten to telling a story at some point. Everyone was in such a chipper mood. As their night was starting to settle in for the night. Wild had drifted off back to sleep, bundled up in his bed roll and Twilight's pelt. Time pulled Twilight away. Twilight caring side often could get in the way of him getting actually sleep.

Twilight’s bed roll was set beside Time's. Captain put on last log to keep the fire going for the night. Before settling beside Wind. Time poured a sleep potion and gave Twilight it. "Here."

"I-"

Time just gave him a look and Twilight slouched and took it in his hand. Threw it back and scrunched up his face. Letting out a grunt of disgust. Time chuckled. Taking a bit himself. Twilight could instantly feel the effects of it in his body. He couldn't fight it any longer as he laid down in his bead roll. His eye closing, his body going into a resting state. Time just smiled and brushed a bit of Twilight's hair aside. "I am so proud of you. So proud of you."

He leaned over and gently kissed the top of Twilight’s forehead.

"my son."

-fin.

[happylady215]

Have I fallen in love with him...?

Mitsuhide x Reader

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(English is not my first language. So, I'm sorry if there's any bad grammars 😅😅)

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(Reader POV)

Spring has come. Many beautiful flowers were blooming. Spring is the most beautiful season. Besides enjoying the beauty of flowers, spring is the season where you meet the people you miss or your true love.

…. At least, that’s what I heard from people around here. I was in the middle of preparing to open my teahouse. I have a teahouse located in Azuchi. My shop is not always crowded, but, many people like the food here. This teahouse is the last legacy of my parents. My parents… they died 3 years ago, and it makes me a little lonely everytime I remember them.

While waiting for customers to come, I drink a cup of hot tea. “I’m bored…” The spring wind blew and hit my face. It feels really nice. I closed my eyes, remembering something. “Speaking of spring, it always make me to remember that person…” Yes, spring is the first time where I met that person, my only childhood friend that I missed a lot. “I really want to see him again…”

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(Around 10 years ago)

I was playing in a meadow full of flowers. At that time, I found a very large cherry blossoms tree. “It’s so big..!” I thought, while staring at it in amazement. My feet move automatically into that direction. “I wonder how old the tree is?” “I don’t know, maybe almost a hundred years old?” I hear someone answered my question. I was startled and immediately turned my body.

There was a boy who seemed 2-3 years older than me. His eyes were golden, he has silver hair and long lashes. Where did he come from? I’ve never seen him at all. Ah, he actually handsome too, but, why does his smile looks sly like… a fox?

“So you see me as a fox, huh?” he grin.

Wha-?! How did he know what I was thinking about?!

“Are you surprised because I know what were you thinking?”

AGAIN?????

“H-hey, how did you know what I was thinking?” I asked him.

“Because I’m ‘Satori’, a mhytical creature who can reads people minds. But don’t worry, I won’t eat you.”

Is he being serious? Or just joking? I can’t tell. He just keep smiling.

“Don’t lie to me, there’s no way you’re a monster or anything.”

“Oho? I thought you will get scared with this kind of thing, little mouse.”

“As if! I won’t get scared by that! And, ‘little mouse'?? Did you see me as a little mouse?”

“Didn’t you see me as a ‘fox’ too, earlier?”

Damn, he’s right. I tried to search another topic to change the subject.

“Hey, where are you from? I’ve never seen you. And, are you a noble? Your clothes looks expensive.”

That boy paused for a moment.

“I’m just a merchant son. And yes, I’m not from here, I came here to visit my distant relatives. But sorry, I can’t tell you where I come from.”

“Oh, I see”

“Then, what’s you’re name?”

“Hmmm? Why do you want to know my name, little mouse?”

“You don’t want to be called ‘fox’ forever by me,right? And I don’t want to be called ‘little mouse’ by you either.”

“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first before asking other people names?”

Ughhh..! how long will he tease me like this?! How annoying!

“My name is (y/n)… (full name). "

“My name is Mitsu, nice too meet you little mouse.”

“Hey, didn’t I tell you that I don’t want to be called ‘little mouse’? And introduce yourself properly, will you? At least, tell me your full name.”

“Hoh~? Since when I will call you by your name? And since when I will introduce myself properly?”

“OH, WHY YOU-“

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Since that day, Mitsu and I always meet each other and play together. We always meet under that cherry blossoms tree. We became close friend very quickly. He always tease me until make me angry, but he actually has gentle side too. He always cheer me up every time I feel sad, he always protect me whenever someone bully me. But, one day he must return. That day, he came to me to say goodbye. I’m sad. Of course. He’s my bestfriend, how could I not sad?

“Mitsu… will you come here again…?”

“I don’t know.”

“Can we meet each other again…?” my body is a little bit trembling, trying to hold back my tears.

Mitsu noticed that, and then, he hugged me. And slowly, he gently stroked my head.

“Little mouse, I promise that someday we will meet each other again. No matter how long it is, we will meet. I will find you.”

“You’re not lying, right?” I hug Mitsu tightly.

“This time, I’m not lying.”

I can’t hold back my tears anymore. I’m crying while hugging Mitsu. Mitsu kept silent and still stroking my head. He’s gentle touch make me comfortable, it makes me feel calmer.

“Good bye, (y/n)…”

And that’s the first and last time he called my name.

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(Back to present)

“Iss..? Miss..? Excuse me? Hello?”

“Huh? Ah!”

“Oh my god, are you tired? You shouldn’t have to open your teahouse if you’re exhausted, dear.” Apperantly there’s a customer who wake me from my nap.

“Oh, no. I’m perfectly fine. Do you order as usual?”

“Yup, as usual, please. I’ll sit on the bench outside, okay?”

“Okay, please wait.”

I can’t believe I fell asleep, and my customer is the one who wake me up. Gosh, this is embarrassing. Why did I dream about that again? Even though I try to forget it. ‘We will meet each other again’ he said. Hah, how funny. It’s been years and we haven’t meet again.

…….

Oh, come on! Why am I keep missing him? This longing makes me uneasy.. Can we really meet again? I’ve been waiting too long. Was it just a lie that time?

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“Thank you for your visit, please come back anytime.” I bowed my head to the customer who just walked out of my teahouse.

“Excuse me.” Ah, I guess there’s another customer.

“Yes? May I help you-“ I gasped. My eyes widened staring at the person in front of me in disbelief. Otherwise, that person also looked at me with a look of disbelief.

“M-Mitsu…?”

“Little mouse…? Why... Are you here...?”

Yes, there’s no mistaking it. This person is Mitsu, my childhood friend that I missed a lot since that day. I didn’t answer his question. Instead, I immediately run to him and hug him tightly and can’t hold back my tears once again. Finally… finally, we meet again..! I’m so happy.

“Little mouse, we should go inside first.”

I think my eyes a little bit swollen, it hurts a little. Fortunately, today only a few customers came here. I’m glad they didn’t have to my ugly appearance, now. “Little mouse, how did you ended up here? Aren’t you not from Azuchi? I tought you live in another village a little bit far from Azuchi?” Mitsu ask me while comforting me. His voice sound very gentle. “This teahouse is mine, Mitsu. Our family decide to move to Azuchi, not long after you return to your home. I think it’s 3 months after that.” “Oh, I see… so that’s why I can’t find you..” he mumble. “Did you said something, Mitsu?” “Ah, no. it’s nothing.”

And after that, he explained everything. That time he can't tell his real name because he actually on a secret mission with his father. His real name is Mitsuhide, Akechi Mitsuhide. Oda Nobunaga’s left-hand man that called as ‘Silver Kitsune’, many bad rumours surrounded him. I can’t believe that the ‘Silver Kitsune’ is my childhood friend!?

“How about your family? Are they healthy as usual?”

“Ah, about them… they died 3 years ago because of illness.”

“…. I’m so sorry to hear that.”

“It’s okay. By the way, why did you keep calling me ‘little mouse’? Did you forget that I don’t like being called that??”

“Hooh… You hate it? I thought it’s cute, though.” Finally he smile again.

“Geez, it’s not cute!”

“I’ll call you whatever I want and you can’t deny it.”

He’s teasing me again.

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Since then, Mitsu always came to my teahouse when he wasn’t too busy. We chat and spend time just like when we were kids. Oh, how miss am I to feel this atmosphere.

“Mitsu- ah, no. I mean, Mitsuhide.” I still not used to call him by his real name.

“You can call me ‘Mistu’ like you always do. I don’t mind at all.”

“Oh, okay. Mitsu?”

“Yes?”

“Are you aware that you have been called ‘Silver Kitsune’? Did you know that there’s many bad rumours surrounded you?”

“Of course I’m aware, little mouse. Because I’m the one who spread those rumours.” He answerd it calmly. He seems very calm I must say.

“What..?! Why did you do that?”

“It’s just part of my job as Lord Nobunaga’s left-hand man, you don’t need to know the details.”

“… still… Don’t you ever feel angry or qualmish by those rumours?”

“What do you mean?”

“People said you have intimidating and cold gaze that makes people scared of you, no ones know what you think, people called you ‘Kitsune’ or ‘Snake’ and anything. Don’t you feel angry?”

Actually I’m the one who angry to hear such rumours.

“Oho? I didn’t know that my rumours became that much. How fascinating.” He chuckle.

“Hahh… nevermind, forget it.”

“But it seems, that you angry with those rumours, little mouse?” It seems he read my mind.

“Of course, I am.”

“Oh? Please do tell the reasons.” He seems interested to hear my reasons.

“Because they’re wrong. You maybe often to tease and trick me, but you never do anything harmful to me. You always protect me. You have gentle side too, you know? You actually care about other people, but you never let anyone see that side of you. I even like it when you’re beside me, Mitsu. I love your gentle touch when you stroke my head. It makes me feel safe and comfortable. But yeah, I’m always comfortable when we’re together.” Unconsciously, I smiled when telling the reasons.

Huh? Why is he even silent? And also lowered his head instead? “Mitsu, what’s wrong?” When I was about to touch him, he slightly back away from me while covering his face. “Hey, what’s wrong with you? Are you sick?” I feel a little bit panic because he didn’t answer me at all.

“Ha…. Haha…Hahahah….” He chuckled.

“Mitsu?”

“Oh, dear. You've never changed a bit since we’re a kid, huh? Always being a straight forward and speak what’s in your mind.”

He finally showed his face. And I’m a little bit surprised what I saw.

His cheeks were painted with blush to the tips of his ears. This is the first time I’ve seen him like this. The usual Mitsu I’ve known always looks calm and cool.

Ba-thump Ba-thump…!

Oh,god why my heart is pounding right now? I feel my cheeks become hot too.

“Little mouse.”

“Y-Yes!?” dammit, why am I become nervous suddenly??

“Why are you blushing too? Yo’re like an innocent teenager, you know?”

“Hah? Shut up, and stop smiling you-“

“But that’s why I like you since we were kids.” He take one of my hand, and lifted my chin with his other hand. “(y/n)?” this is the second time he call my name.

“Yes?” I felt my cheeks became more hot, because he brought his face closer to me.

“I like you since childhood. You are my first love, who I always miss since then. (y/n), I love you from the bottom of my heart. Will you be my life companion forever?”

“Are you teasing me right now?”

Without any warnings, he suddenly pull me closer and kiss me. He kissed me slowly and gently. It feels nice, I don’t hate it at all. Instead, I feel very happy. It feels like my heart could explode anytime.

After that he release me.

"Do you think I was teasing or lying to you, right now?” he smirk.

My heart is pounding harder right now. What is this feeling? What is this euphoria? I can’t think anything but him. Have i… Have I fallen in love with him….?”

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[honeybomb4thebear]

“The Lord Who Obeys Me”

Setting: Non-Despair AU, after graduation (characters are +18)

Gundham’s fem-dom S/O who is in love with him and also likes to praise and tease him a lot decides that it’s time to give the boy what he deserves- so she takes his virginity.

Female Reader x Gundham Tanaka

Genre: n//fw, sm/t

Gundham's hot and flushed face did excite Y/N quite a bit. He seemed to be struggling super hard- but seemingly not as hard as he was down there. Deciding to tease him, Y/N grinded against his crotch slightly; making Gundham let out a muffled breath. This made Y/N giggle, which drove Gundham even more crazy; making him buckle up to her, albeit his face still very much red. "Are you playing games with me, woman?" Y/N nodded then looked at his lips, while biting her bottom lip. "Y-you dare to challenge me, huh? I, G-Gundham Tanaka, will not lose to a dirty feeling that is l-lust-" His words were cut with a groan caused by Y/N's hand on his crotch, stroking his manhood slowly. "Are you sure about that?" Y/N teased, making the breeder even more of a blushing mess. With a mischevious grin, the H/C haired girl looked at her boyfriend, who seemed to be barely containing himself from jumping on her. She wanted to push his limits even more. She wanted to see his submissive face even more. So she hopped off of his lap and got on her knees. While her hands were still tracing his erected penis, she said something that she knew that would drive him completely crazy: "Let me pleasure you, my lord." Even though he was shivering because of her words, Gundham tried to look cool and composed as always: "D...Do what you will, you... You... Succubus..." With his permission, Y/N leaned into his cock and unzipped his pants. She obviously wouldn't expect Gundham to not wear any underwear, so was taken aback by his huge dick that almost hit her face. After his secret was revealed, Gundham couldn't help getting embarrassed. This didn't seem to bother her, though, it even seemed like she was pleasantly surprsied. "Oh, I didn't know that," Y/N said, while staring at Gundham's penis with a contented smile, "so you don't wear any underwear?" "Of course I do!" Gundham protested, "you just... Can't see it..." "Hmm," Y/N's innocent smile turned into a more devilish one, "so... You can't feel it directly when I do... This?" Without a warning, Y/N started to plant kisses on Gundham's manhood, one after another. She couldn't help giggling when she heard Gundham moan a bit. "You are so pure, aren't you," she teased. "Me? I-I am.... Supreme Overlord of Ice, not... anything like..." "Your persona is quite ironic you know? You are maybe the nicest person I know, no, you ARE the nicest person I know. Yet you act like you are some sort of villain," she said, while stroking his cock and watching him get more hot and bothered as she talked, "but maybe... You aren't that pure after all. I mean, look at how hard you are!" she laughed. "Whose fault is that..." Gundham murmured, "you are too powerful, Succubus of the Dark Forests. Even a powerful being such as I cannot help surrendering to your incredible power... You just know how to seduce me, with that... Sweet mouth of yours." "Only my mouth? Is that it? Or did you specifically said my mouth because you really want me to use it right now?" "...I want you to use it." Y/N grinned at his helpless expression once more. "What do you want me to do with it?" "S...suck..." "Please be more clear, my lord." "I want you to suck it..." "Suck what?" Even though he was still very much embarrassed, Gundham buckled up to her lips. "...My m-manhood." "Good boy- I mean... Whatever you wish for, my lord," she said, right before taking all of his cock in her mouth. Gundham moaned at the sensation, it was the first-ever blowjob he was receiving and he didn't expect that it would feel this good.. He had to hold himself back from face-fucking her, he didn't want to choke her because damn- he was huge. Soon enough (right after managing to control her breathing), Y/N started to bob her head slowly. She was slow enough to torture Gundham who was dripping with pre-cum already. "Y/N... Haah... Q-quicker for me... Please... Ah..." Y/N put her hands on Gundham's inner thighs and started to rub them to pleasure him more. She still didn't pick up the pace, though. She was still slow and steady. "Y-Y/N... Why must you torture me like that? If you keep your pace this low, I will not be able to control mysel-" Sensing the danger, with an erotic pop, Y/N pulled her head back and grinned at him. "Maybe I like it this way?" Gundham frowned a bit in frustration. "...Such a wicked soul... As expected from Succubus of the Dark Forests, I suppose." "I am wicked, huh? I guess I am. I have a hard time controlling myself when I see you like this, you know, helpless and completely at my mercy. So I apologize... But, you know," Y/N said, before standing up and lifting up her skirt, revealing her panties which were getting darker in color as it went down, right at where her pussy was. "I am so, so turned on right now." Dazed and tongue tied, Gundham looked at her underwear, his mouth agape and his breathing quickened. He couldn't even deny her words of him being "completely at her mercy", he was basically speechless now. "Oh? You are interested?" Y/N teased, once again. Gundham closed his mouth and nodded silently. "That's nice," she said, pulling her underwear down, showcasing her pussy to him. "Come to me, Gundham," she then extended a condom to him. Gundham gulped, then wrapped the condom around his manhood. He then walked over to Y/N, suddenly putting his hand behind her head and slamming her onto wall. "Oh my," Y/N said with a surprised expression. "Guess I pushed your limits too much..." "Yes, indeed you did, my queen," he said, before lifting her leg slowly and planting kisses on her knee and inner thighs, making her gasp in pleasure. "Ah... It's alright, I don't mind-ah!" Suddenly, Gundham's dick was inside Y/N. Y/N was wrapping around him real tight, almost like pulling him in, wanting to taste every single bit of him. She wanted all of him. And he wanted all of her. "Tight, hm?" "Haah... I can't help it... I think you are the hottest person to ever exist..." Even in this position, Y/N didn't give up on her dominance and once again managed to make Gundham blush hard, causing him to bury his head on the crook of her neck. As he started to pump into her, he didn't have much patience- she teased him too much. So even when he tried to slow down, he just couldn't- his hips went on faster and faster, their moans mixing together as they held onto each other. "I love you," Gundham whispered, his head still on the crook of her neck, sending her slight vibrations with his deep voice. "Gundham... I love you too... I really do... You are the best..." He blushed once more, yet was more confident this time: "Yes, I am. I am the best for you, my queen. Exactly like how you are the one and only for me." "I am yours... And you are mine..." Y/N said, her arms wrapping Gundham's body tighter. "Indeed... I am..." Suddenly, Gundham pulled Y/N to the nearby couch, making her sit on his lap while he still thrusts deeply into her. Y/N being the Y/N she is, also rode him with her shameless expression and loud moans. "You... Wanted me to ride you, didn't you?" No answer, only both of their moans mixed together. "Well, I don't mind it... It was my original intention anyways, but I thought you would like to be on top..." Gundham averted his eyes. "You like being topped, don't you? Maybe you are more submissive than I had initially thought after all!" "Y/N..." "You like the attention, don't you," Y/N  was barely able to talk right now, the more she talked, the more her words got more and more breathy. "Ahh, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, really..." she said, hugging him while still riding him, "I like giving you attention... Because I... Love... Ah, fuck!" With that, she let out a long and loud moan, her back arched and her head swung back. She has reached her climax. What a sight that was to be seen! Seeing her all messed up for him and him only was too much for Gundham that was already been tortured by Y/N for a while now. Gundham has never been turned on that much before, so it was only natural that he came with a loud grunt right away. They stayed in each others' arms for a while like that. Then Y/N got up from his lap, and unwrapped the now filled-with-semen condom of his, throwing it to the nearby trash can. "T...Thank you," Gundham said, his chest still visibly going up and down. "For what," Y/N asked with a tired smile. Gundham's expression turned into one that seemed distant and... Painful. Y/N's heart ached a bit. "Why the long face?" she asked, visibly worried. "I do not recall anyone calling me such words as 'gentle' or 'nice' before. Even though I am exactly the opposite of such descriptions, you... Are kind to me. It is you that is gentle, my dear." "It's upsetting to hear you say that, Gundham. The things I had said, I meant every single word of them. I do think you are the kindest person I have ever known," she held his hand and gazed lovingly into his aloof eyes. "You are the kindest, coolest and well- most evil person I have ever known." She had finally managed to get a little smug snort out of him. "Your words contradict each other, you are aware of that, yes?" "Yes I am. Now, come on, let's go shower, okay?"

Please excuse my grammar mistakes, if there is any, for English is not my first language. Also, I don’t write smut often, so I apologize if I made you cringe.

[weird-is-life]

Let me take care of you

Pairing: Steve harrington x fem!reader

Sumarry: You take care of very sick Steve

Warnings: language, fluff

Words: 1.2k Masterlist Not my gif

(English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes)

You were supposed to have a date with Steve. Go see a movie and have some lunch. But he was nowhere to be seen.

You waited an hour for him at the cinema, so the movie had already started, but you couldn't care less about that stupid movie. You were really worried about Steve. He was rarely late, almost never and not as late as now.

So after an hour of waiting you decided to go look for him. You were still deciding on whether to feel anxious or angry, about him not showing up. He could have forgoten or he was in trouble. And neither was good.

Your first stop was at your house, where you changed from your dress to something more comfy and tried to call his house.

Nobody was picking up, so you decided to go to the Family video, i mean if he wasn't home, he would most likely be there. You were wrong.

When you got there Robin was surprised to see you as you were supposed to be on the date with Steve. That got you even more worried.

Robin noticed your worried expression and offered to look with you for him. But you declined, not wanting her to get fired from her job and assured her, that you would call her when you'd found him.

Your next stop was Dustin's house and Steve wasn't there as well. At that point you were pacing with worry. Dustin tried to calm you down and suggested to go to Steve's house with you, that maybe he would be there. So you went.

You didn't even bother to rang the bell, you had a key to his house, so you tried to open the door, but your hands were shaking from all the stress.

"Hey Y/N, take a deep breath and let me open the door, okay? Steve is surely fine" he took the keys from you.

"Thanks Dustin" you were thankful, that the younger boy went with you.

After he opened the door, you quickly went inside to look for Steve.

You found him laying on his bed, looking like a death.

"Steve, you alive?" Dustin asked. You gave him a 'are you serious' look, because Steve was clearly breathing and he was most definitely sick.

"Hey Stevie, are you awake" you sat down next to him and softly shook him by his arm.

He stirred and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Y/N? are you really here or am i just dreaming" that made you laugh.

"Yeah i'm here" you smiled at him. You wanted to ask him, if he was alright, when he suddenly sat up .

"Uh i slept through our date, didn't i? Shit. Just give me a minute and we can go somewhere, i'll make it up to you" he said with very sick voice.

"Are you crazy? You are obviously sick, so lay back down and let me take care of you" you pushed him back down.

"I'm oka-" he didn't finish because you interrupted him,"you are definitely not okay. "

"Did you take any medicine?" you put your hand on his forehead, he was burning up.

"No, we didn't have any, so I thought maybe a nap would help" he looked really horrible. You could see he wasn't feeling good.

"Okay umm, I'll go buy medicine for you and Dustin will look after you while i'm gone, okay?" you pulled the blanket over his shoulder and he didn't protest this time, too tired to fight.

On your way out, you told Dustin to get Steve some cold washcloth on his forehead. Then you just heard Steve's surprised voice as he noticed Dustin was in the room, too.

You quickly drove to the pharmacy and back. You got a lot of thinks, even made a stop to buy Steve soup.

When you got back to his house, you found Steve asleep and Dustin sitting in an armchair, that was next to the bed.

"How is he? Was everything okay?" you asked worried.

"Yeah everything was fine, although, he was complaining about headache and being really cold"

"Thank you for being here Dustin, i'll take care of him now. Do you need a ride home?" you asked.

"No problem and you don't have to drive me. I'll walk" he replied.

"Alright, call me when you get home, yeah?" you ruffled his hair.

"Will do. Bye Y/N"

"Bye" you saw him off to the door and returned to Steve's room with a cup of tea in hand .

"Steve, baby, wake up" you shook him again. It seemed, that he was already awake, as he just opened his eyes.

"Morning" you giggled, "i brought you the medicine. Here take this" you handed him the pills for the cold along with the tea.

"I know it tastes terrible, but you need to take it" you said to him, when you noticed he was frowning. You went to cool down, the now very hot washcloth, that he had on his head.

"I feel like shit " he said when you came back and put it back on him.

"I know, love. Just try to get some sleep, okay? I'm sure you'll feel better after that " you gave him a kiss on the forehead and were about to leave, when his hand stopped you.

"Will you stay, please?" he pleaded.

"Of course, i'm just going to get you another blanket and i'll be right back" you told him and he nodded.

You were sitting in the armchair, reading a book, while he slept. Despite, that he kept moving and mumbling in his sleep, he actually slept for pretty long time. Eventually you got bored, so you ordered a pizza and put on a movie. You were so into the movie,that you didn't notice Steve waking up, until he spoke up.

"Hey" he simply said.

"Jesus, you scared me" you put your hand over your heart.

"Sorry "he chuckled at you.

"Do you feel better? Are you hungry?" you went to sit down on the bed, next to him.

"A bit better and yeah, i could eat" you pushed his hair out of his face and felt how sweaty he was.

"I'll go heat you up the soup i bought and you should probably go shower, you are sweaty and smelly" you teased him.

"So now you are insulting a sick person?" he pretended to be offended.

"Shut up and go take the damn shower, will ya" you laughed at his manners.

By the time he got out of the bathroom, you changed the sweaty sheets and heated up the soup.

"Either it's the soup or you being here, but i'm starting to feel better" he said, while he was hapilly munching on his food, under the covers.

"I'm glad, you're feeling better"

"Only thanks to you, sweetheart. Thank you for taking care of me. You must love me a lot" he affectionaly said.

"Obviously"

"Well i love you, too" he wanted to kiss you, but you stopped him.

"What's wrong?" he questioned.

"I don't want to get sick from you" he pouted his lips.

"Oh c'mon, i will take care of you, if you do" he tried to convince you. And let's just say, that you may have gotten sick later that week as well.

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