#plus i won't be going full time so i get a nice little break

[housedyke]

Okay I did the math and if I don't get sick of the whole thing after I finish my Associates I can have my BA as soon as... 2029. Assuming I only use grant money.

[guppybibi]

Simon is a stealthy man, obviously—it's required for his job. Though the fact isn't quite true when it comes to proposals. You could clearly tell what he had in store for you the moment he coincidentally didn't have any work to do when the weather was just right and when he suggested that it was the perfect time of year to propose relax and go on vacation to anywhere you'd like.

Of course, you play along obliviously and decide to go to a tropical place that you've been eyeing for a while now. Simon wasn't complaining about your choice either, a chance to watch the sunset together and see you in a cute swimsuit? Sign him up!

So he books you two a tropical getaway, and insists that you should use his card to go shopping for a nice little dress, yeah? What's your ring size too, love? For future reference..nothing else.

~

The trip so far has been nothing but perfect, the plane surprisingly had enough leg space so Simon was comfortable the whole time. No turbulence either, it was like God was on Simon's side this time.

When you two arrive at your destination, the fresh breeze gladly greets you and the sun's heat is making beads of sweat form on your forehead already. It seemed like the heat had the same effect on Simon as well, although he was sweating more profusely than you for some reason..He'd never tell but he was insanely nervous right now, it felt like his guts were being turned inside out over and over again.

Everything does go smoothly, you two arrive at the hotel he reserved, quickly changing into your swimsuits since you couldn't wait to go out there and take a stroll around the beach. Maybe collect some seashells as a souvenir, build sandcastles or get a tan, do whatever you want, princess. Simon's going to be right beside you the whole time, glaring sharp daggers at anyone who even dares to look at you in the wrong way. Was it too much and completely unnecessary? Maybe, but you could never be too safe in these times. Creeps were always everywhere, casually walking around in broad daylight, hidden in plain sight.

Every single thing you wanted to do or get, was done and bought. You had to say, you were pretty surprised when Simon wasn't making any sarcastic comments about how he wasn't a money dispenser. Not even batting an eye when you got something from a clear tourist scam, weird. But hey, you're really in no place to complain here. Plus, money comes back, but the memories you and Simon will make here won't.

~

Hand in hand, step by step, you and Simon walk by the shore, your eyes full of adoration as you tried tracing the glow of the sun's light on Simon's face. You couldn't tell what was more breathtaking, the landscape or the man in front of you? The sun was bound to set soon, though it never really rests, you couldn't even imagine being the sun, working nonstop with no breaks is a big no no.

Quite ironic since in Simon's eyes, you were technically his sun. You were the center of his world, everything was peaceful when he was around you. Unlike when he's in the military, it always feels like he's out of orbit.

He has to do it, his heart can't contain it anymore. He has to propose, he's going to propose. Right here, right now. It was the perfect moment, the sunset peering, maybe a few folks watching but Simon couldn't give a damn about them. This was about you.

"Love," he calls out, stuffing his hand into his pocket to get the ring box. You snap back to reality, tilting your head in acknowledgement. You were taken aback by the sight of him kneeling on one knee, holding out a box with a shiny ring inside that you were barely able to hear the words, "Will you marry me?".

Without hesitation, you scream out "Yes!" at the top of your lungs, leaving Simon chuckling, still not getting up. "Wait up, luv. I prepared a message for you, mind if I tell you it first?" You were still jumping around the place, looking like you were about to bounce off to outer space. Once you manage to collect your excitement, you nodded, preparing yourself to hear Simon's message to you.

It was all about how you were the light of his life, all of that. It was short and sweet, not unnecessarily long but truly from the heart.

It's safe to say that the both of you went home from that trip with a big grin on your faces.

[sillyd0ve]

alrecchino + fem!reader because I'm so in love w her (cw: mentions of arlecchino forcing reader to stay with her, arle is a bit meanie :(( not proofread)

“Pretty girl.”

Arlecchino’s long sharp nails trace your spine from just below your neck and down to the curve of your lower back, stopping by the waistband of your panties. the ones she bought you.

“You're mine.”

Her breath tickles your neck, making your shoulders tense and the hairs in your body raise. Arlecchino's feather light touches are very delicate, as if she was caressing an expensive porcelain doll that soon was going to break in little pieces under her hands. Only for her to put all the pieces back together later.

It's been more than thirty minutes, probably, and you were still sitting on her lap. She insisted on taking her time with you as a reward for being a ‘good girl' and staying where she told you to— where she forced you to stay.

You can't complain. Being locked in a big room, full of anything you can ask for, with a big and comfy bed… Why would you ever want to leave? Plus, the Fatui guards standing outside the door won't be nice when bringing you back inside under Harbinger Arlecchino's orders.

“Hm… You're awfully silent today, princess.”

“I don't want to… interrupt you or anything.” You answer back, the trembling in your voice betraying your nervousness.

Arlecchino chuckles, so lovingly that it makes you smile too. Her cold lips press over your naked shoulders, going all the way to the back of your neck. Pushing your hair away, she leans even closer to pressing a kiss to your cheek.

One last tender caress.

“This babydoll suits you, don't you think?”

You look down as her hands trail to your thighs, squeezing the skin just a little before trailing higher, dragging her nails enough to make your skin tingle, but not actually hurting you.

Unlike last time— When you were being pushed down the mattress, folded in half, trembling and squirming from the pleasure, almost forgetting the way her nails were digging on the plush of your thighs. Hickeys all over your tits. Your neck was worse; decorated with bites and red lipstick, only to remind you and everyone who's lover you are.

Arlecchino is generous enough to bring you out as long as you are doing what she wants. Treating you to the finest restaurants, with the most delicious food, bringing you to the best designers in all Teyvat only to see that pretty smile of yours as you try new clothes.

But of course, everyone who sees your immense beauty must know that you're Arlecchino's beloved. Having you close to her is not enough for some people to know that, it seems, so she had to resort to drastic measures, like marking your body.

“Answer.”

Returning back to the present, her knuckles are grazing the skin of your cheek tenderly and her unoccupied hand is spreading your thighs apart.

“Yes—”

You don't even remember her question, not when your mind is clouded with her presence and the need of her attention.

“Good.” You can sense she's smiling, knowing you're just too deep into her trap to crawl and escape now.

Arlecchino's fingers hook around your panties, slowly tugging them down and letting them fall to the floor.

“Now… If you want to be rewarded, just stay still and pretty… Or not, and see where that gets you, doll.”

[legorumii]

can we have dating hcs for all of the ninja? love ur blog :)) ofc one at a time

" I watch the moon.

Let it run my mood. "

╰╮Dating Headcanons , The Ninja.

disclaimer ; I have not added Jay since I have already done a Jay dating headcanon, sorry!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ COLE ࿐ྂ

Overprotective boy ♡ He's literally all over you. He doesn't want anyone to hurt you. He takes care of you. When you're sick or hurting. Baking cake with him ♡ I hc that he's plus-sized. So hugs with him are like hugging a big teddy bear lol. He gives the best kisses. You can't even begin to imagine how nice it is when his lips brush against yours, but still, the way he kisses is perfect. You melt every time. His kisses are soft and gentle, almost like he’s afraid they’ll break you. He gets flustered easily. It’s adorable. He's the type to be mean and rude to everyone else but you. (And ofc the other Ninjas.)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ ZANE ࿐ྂ

Confusing…But he's trying I swear. The best person to go to for cuddles when it's hot. He's like your personal cooler lol. He cooks for you. He calls you cute petnames like, 'love' and 'baby'. Loves kissing your cheeks all the time. He's just too good for this world I tell you. Loves going on picnic dates with you ♡ I have a feeling he's not too much of a PDA kind of guy. He'll do stuff in private. Surprises you with little gifts. His eyes are bright and full of affection as he looks at you.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ KAI࿐ྂ

Oh god… He's such a flirt with you it's insane. Always has his hands on you. Your waist, hips, hands. You name it. He's also overprotective. I hc that his face literally catches on fire when he's super flustered. So Imagine flirting with him and getting him super flustered only for his face to catch on fire LMAOO. He can't cook…or bake. So, you cook for him and he loves it ♡ He seems so happier when he's around you. You just make his day a lot better. He's a clingy mf...He's always clinging to your side or sumthin. You find it cute. His touch is soft and comforting. When he hugs you he smells like charcoal. But in a comforting way lol. He's like a cuddly furnace. It makes you feel safe when he's near… And you don't mind one bit ♡

⇢ ˗ˏˋ NYA࿐ྂ

She's very protective over you. She wants you to feel and be safe. She loves keeping you company, even if she is busy. Loves carrying you. And love your laughs the most. She can't stop thinking about it, how much she loves to hear them and see the smile on her face. How much she adores hearing them when they happen in front of her or around her, or when they're a part of her life. How much she loves making you happy, making you laugh. She gets jealous quite easily, too, which is why she does not like seeing anyone else touch you. Like Zane, she isn't big on PDA. It's kinda hard to get her flustered and when you do make her flustered she won't keep eye contact with you. Loves training with you. Giving you kisses after training ♡ You always tell her when she makes you happy. It makes her day. She's a really good listener. She will listen to anything you say. Please play with her hair, she loves it ♡

⇢ ˗ˏˋ LLOYD࿐ྂ

It'll take you guys a while to date but when you guys do it's cute. He loves cuddling you and watching movies together. You can't help but feel giddy whenever he's around you. He likes to hold your hand or kiss you on the cheek. He's always looking for ways to touch you which is adorable. Your eyes are his favorite thing about you. He's always lost in them ♡ He knows how to make tea. So whenever you are sick, he makes your favorite tea ♡ He's always so patient with you. Loves being close to you. It doesn’t matter if you’re just hanging out, sleeping, or training. If you are upset he’ll be there for you no matter what. He can’t cook but he’s willing to learn with you.

" Can't stop thinking of

You. "

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Pretend

Pairing:Newt x female reader

Summary:To help savor the rest of his time here, Newt keeps pretending to be fine.

I was breaking. Slowly, steadily, gradually, I was falling apart. I was going to be something evil, something not even recognizable as once human.

Maybe I should say something. Maybe I should tell somebody. Maybe I should speak up and request a side mission for another cure like the one Brenda got.

If we focus on me though, all of the attention won't be on Minho. That would make saving him harder than it has to be because of me. I can't do that to him. I won't do that to my best friend.

It’s wrong how now that I actually want to live I’m going to die. It’s every level of messed up that there is. I overcame so much. I felt okay waking up in the morning. I made friends who mean the world. I got an amazing girlfriend that I had an entire future planned with.

Not anymore I guess. Just as my life begins, it will end. Just like that, it's lights out for me.

Sighing, I sat on the roof, ignoring the chill from the morning air. In my short sleeves, I looked at the growing bite, wondering how it could all come to this.

Deep down, I know Y/N will come looking for me soon. She’s not a very good sleeper so when she wakes up and realizes I’m not there, she’ll try to find me. She probably will too. I’ll probably tell another lie for the sake of keeping attention off of me.

Figuring there was too much sunlight for comfort now even though it was just my eyes adjusting, I slipped my jacket pack on and went to leave. Plus, I swear that I'm going to vomit if I kept looking at it. I’m both repulsed by it and amazed that I’ve kept this under wraps for so long. Surely, that's some kind of record. Longest hidden Crank transformation. That's worthy of a trophy.

Too bad the reward is Minho living a nice life and me dying.

While I’m nothing but relieved that he’ll end up okay, I’m admittedly bitter about the cards I’ve been dealt. It's like the game was rigged from the start and definitely not in my favor.

I’m a lot more tired than I’ve ever been now, and I know that getting up hours before everyone else isn't helping. I’m sure it will take a toll on my face too. I’m probably going to die with dark bags under my eyes.

I’ve got to play it cool until then. I’ve got to go under the radar, get Minho, and make sure everyone I care about and love gets out of the city and to the Safe Haven. Plain and simple.

Putting my hand on the door, I went to open it only for it to fly open, nearly hitting me in the face. Letting go, I quickly backed away a safe distance. Standing straight up, I found myself completely calm. I guess after getting jumped by a bunch of Cranks the things that used to startle you just seem less significant.

My girl was standing there, a sheepish expression on her face as she apologized for not knocking. Playing with her hands, she met my eyes as waited for me to respond.

“It's okay. You didn't know I was here,”I assured her, giving her a genuine, hopefully regular smile. Letting out a relieved sigh, she then asked what I was doing up here anyways.

As I looked at her, at her sweet face, at her warm eyes, at her soft lips, at her gentle and full of kindness personality, I was overcome with the urge to blurt it all out. I just wanted to drop to my knees and cry. I just wanted her to promise that she wouldn't even tell anybody but instead hold me tight and never let me go.

“Just thinking,”I shrugged.

I would not be doing any of those things. Not today, not tomorrow, and not for as long as I can help it. While I’m still in control, I’m going to savor every bit of it.

I'm also going to treasure every second I have left with her. Not the stressed out ones spent arguing and planning. Nice and peaceful moments that would give her just a few more good memories before I left.

“Do you want to sit out here for a little bit and watch the sunrise with me?”I offered.

“Of course. You know that's basically my favorite date with you,”She accepted, a wide grin on her face as she stepped out and shut the door behind her. Wrapping my arm around her shoulder, I placed a kiss on her temple as I walked her over to the edge to just sit and talk.

“Yeah. Mine too,”I agreed. Resting her head on my shoulder, she held my hand that was around her as her other was on my knee. Placing my free hand over that one, I traced circles on her knuckles with my thumb as I took a deep breath, taking in her scent of honey. A scent just as soft and comforting as her.

“I know you tell me I say it enough, but just in case I haven't lately, I love you,”She told me, the happiness clear as day in her tone.

“I love you too. Remember that no matter what I’ll never stop loving you? Remember that I only ever want you to be happy? Okay?”I whispered, holding back a lump in my throat.

“I know that, and moments like these are enough to keep me going. They're that consistent, good thing that I just know we’ll have forever. You know what I mean?”

Closing my eyes to stop the tears, I squeezed her hand as I tried to pretend her words were true.

“Yeah. I do.”

[tonberry-yoda]

Take a Break - Asra

notes - IM BACK FROM THE DEAD AND WITH A FIC?!?!?! Hi guys! <3 I've been in a bit of a block feeling like my writing is meh, but I wanted to pump this out to get out of said block. I'm finally on a short break for school, but I'll be working then, but now, I had time to write and wanted to give you all something, even if it's short and sweet. I also wanted to thank you all for the support even as I've been on my hiatus. I nearly have 200 followers, and I just can't thank everyone enough for being so loving! Sorry this note was kinda long, but I really want you all to know how much I love you <3 word count - 941

“Hi Asra.” You smile, giving the boy goo-goo eyes as he walks into the shop that the two of you owned.

“Hello, y/n.” he says, not once looking at you. He was too busy looking down at a list of some sort to notice you staring at him while you stood behind the counter.

“Busy?” you asked.

“Mhm.” was all he let out before walking up to his office.

You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair. Another busy day that clouded both you and Asra. You were used to it by now, but a break sounded nice every once in a while. So instead of that break, you played with a bottle full of tea leaves that you were proud to say you made yourself. You didn't hate your job, if anything, you loved it more than any job you’ve had before. The problem was Asra. He looked constantly stressed and beyond tired. You hated that he was starting to look like he was the one who hated his job. He had so much passion years ago, but now he just looked swamped.

“Good evening, y/n!” you heard a familiar voice say as the bell rang above the door. Your ears perked up and a smile spread across your face as you saw one of your regular customers walk in.

“Evening, Mr. Bennet! How are you?” You set down the little bottle and walked over to the man, shaking his hand.

“Fine, fine,” he said. “Busy as always. You?” He hung his coat on a rack next to the door and started browsing.

“I'm all right,” you admitted. “Bout to close up shop, so that’s nice.”

“I won't be too long.” He looked at some of the tea you had made, carefully reading the instructions. “Where’s Asra, if you don't mind me asking?”

“Oh, he's upstairs. Probably working as always.” You rested your cheek on your hand.

“Go figure. Poor man needs to catch a break.”

“Tell me about it.” you chuckled.

“Well, when you see him again,” Mr. Bennet said, walking to the counter with a box of tea leaves. “Tell him that he has to get that break, for me, of course.”

You laughed and took the money from the man, locking the door behind him as he left.

“Was that Mr. Bennet?” you heard Asra ask, making you nearly jump out of your skin.

“Yeah,” you said nonchalantly as you began to clean up for the night. “He just got some tea, that’s all.”

“Dammit,” Asra groaned, leaning against the wall. “I had to ask him something.”

“You know he’ll be back. He’s in here all the time. Plus, he told me to tell you to take a damn break.”

Asra ran his fingers through his white hair while his other hand clutched some tarot cards. “You know I can't do that.” he sighed.

“Whatever you say.” You finished sweeping up the rest of the shop and walked past Asra.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“To my room. To take a break.” So, you did. You walked straight to your room and laid on your bed. It was soft, as always, and all of your stuffed animals gave you soft smiles.

Through your window, you could see the moon peeking over some mountains behind the town and a smile spread across your face. You quickly jumped out of bed to open your window to bring in some cool night air. It smelled fresh. You saw crows fly overhead and could see the lights from the rest of the village turning on as the night market began overflowing with people. You’ve been needing this relaxation for weeks, and finally, it was a weekend where you had time for it.

At your door, you heard Asra clear his throat. When you turned around, he had Faust wrapped around his bicep and the tarot cards were still in his hand.

“Need something?” you asked.

“Not really.” he said quietly.

“You look tired.” Your voice was softer than his.

Asra chuckled. “I am tired.”

“Then take a break. Please.”

Faust slid her way off of Asra’s arm and slid over to you. You picked her up and she wrapped herself around your wrist. “Break!” she said to Asra.

“There’s so much to do before the weekend is over though.” Asra sighed and leaned against the frame of your door.

“Like what?” you asked.

He thought for a minute. You assumed that he was going to try to make some excuse to keep himself busy. There were probably things he had to do over the weekend, but you also knew that Asra was the kind of guy who always felt the need to be productive.

You walked over to him and put your hand on his shoulder. “Asra, I'm serious, you need a break. Those eyebags don't look good on you.” You ran your thumb underneath his eye over the dark spots there.

He softened to your touch, leaning his cheek on your warm hand. “What if everything falls apart because of me?” he asked.

“I think you’re just making excuses.” you giggled.

He took your hand in his own and smiled softly at you. Faust, you noticed, had disappeared, but you didn't mind, especially when you just saw her curling up in a little cage you had made for her.

“Do you want some hot cocoa?” you asked Asra as he took a seat on your bed.

“That would be wonderful, y/n, thank you.”

You pressed a kiss to his forehead and pushed him so that he was laying down. “I'll be right back.” You winked.

~~~~~

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[deiaiko]

#20.5 Care

"Agni…" Grace shook him awake.

Agni stirred on the bed, a little displeased. Grace was being a little rough today. Ever since they started living together in this new timeline, Agni usually woke up to Grace kissing his cheek, not an urgent grip on his shoulder. It would have raised his awareness, but for some reason, his body was refusing to do so.

"Please, wake up." Grace begged, voice a little wet.

Agni forced himself to open his eyes, squinting at the blinding light that made his head ache. Once his vision adjusted to the room, he saw that Grace was close to tears. He visibly deflated once Agni managed to lock gazes with him and finally let the dam break free. "Oh thank goodness. I've been trying to wake you a few times but you didn't respond so I thought–" Grace wiped his tears off and tried to regain himself.

"Wh-" Agni coughed weakly, his throat was so dry. What happened?

Grace began explaining anyway. "When I woke up I noticed that you had a fever. So I tried to check on you, but you were more sluggish than your normal sick days. So I was afraid that you were–"

Grace stopped mid-ramble as Agni found and squeezed Grace's hand, trying to stop him from panicking. Waiting for Grace to recollect himself, Agni pushed himself up to sit to make himself more awake. The world spun and a wave of nausea hit him full force. Agni pushed himself off the bed and stumbled a little when his knee tingled uncomfortably. Realizing this, Grace swooped him off his feet and carried him down to the bathroom.

Soon Agni found himself sitting down on the floor next to the toilet bowl. Grace draped a blanket over him before Agni realized he was shivering. Agni noticed that his breath was hot and his shirt clung to his skin from cold sweat. 

Because their bedroom and the bathroom were quite a hassle to go back and forth from, Grace prepared the water bed in the bathroom for them to use later, and Agni was thankful for his thoughtfulness. Grace then sat next to him and mindlessly rubbed on Agni's hunched back, up and down along his spine comfortingly.

As Agni emptied his stomach in the toilet, he hazily recalled taking a little more sleeping pills than he should have last night, plus drinking a few cups of wine beforehand. Though given the circumstances, he didn't know whether he could've stopped himself from doing so. In that case, he must've had a hangover, on top of the chills that he usually got after using his ice shinsu, which often developed into fever.

The room was quiet after the wave of nausea passed, and the silence was nice against his foggy mind. His breath was still slow and uneven, and his throat felt arid and sore. Grace didn't look like he was faring any better, with his eyes red and swollen, movement sluggish as if he was working on autopilot. Still, Grace tended to him patiently until Agni felt okay enough to lay back down on the bed.

However, Grace didn't join him as Agni thought he would, and instead made his way to the door. "I will get you some medicine."

"Do you know which to get?" Agni rasped out. When Grace didn't answer right away, Agni typed the answer in his pocket. "There, sent." Only then did Agni notice the time, so he added, "You should get breakfast as well, if you have not."

"Maybe. I won't leave for long." And Grace closed the door after saying that.

Agni was just hoping that Grace could have a breather from being cooped up to take care of him, but deep down he was relieved with that promise. After all, the thought of being left alone when his body felt like it was chained to the ground spiked his anxiety. His stomach churned as bad memories replayed in his mind from the reminder. He dragged his heavy feet and kneeled beside the toilet bowl for the second time, already missing the comfort of the bed. He retched to try getting rid of the awful feeling, but it wasn't effective when he had nothing else to empty.

As the sleep medication wore off, his thoughts also returned louder, and Agni was reminded again of why he decided to take another dose last night. It wasn't like him to do something so impulsive, but after Grace fell asleep crying, everything seemed too much to bear alone. He needed something to help him quiet all the guilt that he had piled up.

All the events leading up to that tragedy replayed vividly over and over. Each time he tried to think of ways it could've ended differently, but only a few seemed to have played in their favor. But of course, what good would it do him anyway? Because he couldn't change what had happened, even if he went back to the past. And the fact that they were gone was the reality he had to live with from now on.

Grace returned quicker than he had anticipated, with the food tray and all. But his complexion did look much better than before he left, so Agni felt somewhat relieved.

"Bam is outside," was what Grace said as a greeting. And yeah, it did explain a lot for his better mood.

"You should spend time with him." Because Grace needed someone to cheer him up, and who else knew how to do it better than himself? "Don't worry about me."

"How could I not?" Grace sat next to him, putting the food tray on the floor, completely ignoring Agni's former suggestion. Grace brushed his palm on Agni's forehead, the clear temperature difference made his eyebrows knit together in concern. "Your fever rose."

"It's not usually this stubborn." Agni exhaled some of his frustration, and began coughing as his body reminded him of how dry his throat was. He took a careful sip of the water that Grace offered and waited for it to settle before taking the medicine, swallowing it dry out of habit. 

"You should eat something." Grace pulled the tray so it was within Agni's reach. "Or drink some water, you're dehydrated."

Agni groaned, though he knew he needed to get something in his system to make his body focus on recovering. He nibbled on the crackers and drank the water little by little, deciding to take his time rather than risk it. Grace looked very satisfied when Agni managed to get everything down, which in turn also made Agni feel somewhat accomplished.

Not long afterward, Agni yawned, tired after being kept awake by the nausea and his loud thoughts. Grace had pulled Agni to sit on his lap, body facing each other to share as much warmth while keeping Agni upright, or else he might have an upset stomach later.

The way Grace's breath brushed past his neck grounded him, as it was an easy thing to focus on. Time passed slowly, and it would've lulled him to sleep if Grace didn't let the silence linger. There was a tenseness in Grace's shoulders, and the way Grace hugged him a little tighter than usual was enough to tell him not to leave his wave controller alone drowning in his thoughts. The moment Grace's breathing started to get uneven, Agni knew that Grace was crying. Absentmindedly, he began rubbing and patting Grace's back, earning him some sniffles. It was pathetic that this was the only thing Agni could offer to support Grace, but he couldn't think of anything better that he was able to give as of the moment.

Agni didn't cry, though he wished he could, so his chest could relieve some of the pressure and stop aching. To think that they were willing to save him without thinking of the consequences, was something Agni still had a hard time believing. That he was able to hold Grace like this was all thanks to them. He could've died that day if Rak didn't protect him, or he could've lost his mind by living in that damned place if Isu and Hatz didn't come for him. He missed his old team, both dead and alive, and all that he left behind in that war time. He never admitted it out loud, but god he missed them.

Eventually, Grace pulled away. His eyes were red and puffy, but his movements were no longer on autopilot. He tucked Agni back to bed after checking his temperature, saying that it had gone lower, and evidently it ceased some of his worry.

Agni snuggled closer to Grace, finding comfort at the thought of him. Alive, real and close by. "Thank you, for being here." 

The corner of Grace's lips pulled upwards in a gentle smile, "You too." His free hand ran through Agni's hair and massaged his scalp. "Get better soon."

Agni started to drift off to sleep then, comfortably tucked up under a blanket and safe in Grace's embrace. He remembered the way Grace placed a lingering kiss on his forehead before Agni was out completely.

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Concerned Guardian ~ Tsu'tey x Reader

Warning: Fluff, Tsu'tey being worried about you (aww), small moments of doubt.

Synopsis: After leaving for a hunt, Tsu'tey asks Neytiri to check up on you. After talking with her for a while, you decide to have a conversation with Tsu'tey.

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It had been about a week since I had gotten hurt. Tsu'tey was being really sweet and caring as the time progressed. He always made sure to change my wrappings daily and would get me fresh fruits every morning. He was even helping me strengthen the muscles in my back through daily stretches to help with the healing process. Though, he always made sure I wasn't pushing myself too much.

This morning he was getting ready to go on a hunt with some of the other warriors. I was currently sitting on the floor, having healed enough that it doesn't hurt much anymore. Though I still wasn't able to move my arm as much, I decided to weave a basket to try and work on regaining a bit of mobility with it.

Tsu'tey came over to me as he was about to leave. Kneeling down beside me, he placed a gentle hand on the side of my face. I looked up at him to see a slight look of concern in his eyes. He had been hesitant about leaving me for the day, but I told him that I would be fine for one afternoon.

I gave him a smile as I place my hand over his. Leaning in, I placed a small kiss on his lips. "Tsu'tey, I promise that I'll be fine on my own. You go and enjoy the hunt today. Nothing is going to happen to me while you're gone."

He let out a small sigh at my words. Leaning forward, he place his forehead against mine. His eyes were closed as he began to speak quietly, "I just worry you might need me while I am away. You have yet to be by yourself since you got hurt. I don't want you pushing yourself while I'm not here."

"I promise that I won't do anything too extreme. I'll just sit here weaving until you get back. Now go before they leave without you." Giving him one final kiss, I gently pushed Tsu'tey away with a smile. He gave on in return as he caressed my cheek before finally going to leave.

I watched him leave, sighing softly once he was out of sight. Turning my attention back to the soon-to-be basket resting in my lap, I began to weave. Though I was going a little slower than I liked, I knew it was just because my arm need to strengthen the muscles again. Plus, the bone was starting to set like it was before breaking.

I had been weaving for about an hour when I heard someone climbing up the tree. Placing the basket to lay down in front of me, I carefully stood up to make my way towards the entrance. As I got closer, Neytiri had made her way into the hut. As soon as we made eye contact, she smiled before making her way over to me.

I laughed lightly as I pulled her into a big hug. She was careful wrapping her arms around me, but returned it with similar enthusiasm. "I'm so happy to see you, Neytiri. How have you been? Is Jake doing alright?"

She pulled back in order to look at me, keeping a hold of my arms to not full break the contact. Neytiri continued smiling as she spoke softly, "I have been well. Jake is doing better after resting for a while. He is actually supervising training today. How are you? Do you need to sit down?"

"I've been sitting all day so standing is actually a nice change of pace. What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting anyone to come over."

"Tsu'tey actually found me before he left with the hunting party. He asked me to check on you to make sure..." Neytiri's voice slowly faded as her eyes went to trail down to my arm. She moved her hand to grab hold of my shoulder as she looked at my throat. Her expression was hard to read as Neytiri continued to remain focused at the necklace Tsu'tey had give me. I began to get nervous as she continued to say nothing. Finally, a small smile broke out on her face as she whispered, "You agreed."

After that, I was wrapped in a tight hug being rocked back and forth gently. I laughed in relief, happy that Neytiri was excited for me as well. Holding on to her, I sigh before a confused look crossed my face. Pulling away enough to look at her, I was quiet as I asked, "You knew about it?"

Neytiri remained calm as I waited for her answer. She had a gentle smile as she ran a gentle finger across the beads. "Of course. Tsu'tey had asked Jake if he could court you beforehand to get his blessing. He even asked what colors you liked so he could make your gift. Oh, Jake will be so happy to hear this. You are in good hands with Tsu'tey. I promise you that (Y/n)."

I smiled at her words, touched by how thoughtful Tsu'tey had been before he decided to court me. The fact that he went to make sure Jake was willing to agree that he was a worthy person made my heart feel warm.

Neytiri rubbed my arm as she hesitated to ask, "Have you made tsaheylu yet?"

I gave a small shake of my head at her question. "No, we agreed that we were going to wait until I got well enough. He wants to do it properly and so do I."

She gave a thoughtful hum at my response. "That is a very good idea. Tsu'tey probably wants to prove himself as well. Show he that can provide you and the family you both might have one day. He has already given you the home to do so. He wants to make this perfect for you so you will still accept when you do make tsaheylu."

I smiled at the thought of Tsu'tey trying so hard to prove himself to me. He had already put so much thought into be a good partner, I couldn't even begin to imagine what he would be like once we finally mated. Bringing my hand to my neck, I slowly fidget with the arrowhead as I continue thinking.

Moving back towards the basket I had previously forgotten about, I motion for Neytiri to sit with me. Bringing the basket back to my lap, I begin weaving once again as we just enjoy the company of one another. I begin to hum a random melody as I got to be about halfway done.

"Have you thought much of the future?" My hands stop moving at the sudden question. I look over at Neytiri in confusion, not fully understanding what she meant. Noticing my expression, Neytiri was quick to explain, "Have you put much thought into what will happen once you have mated? I know it is much to think about, but you need to imagine your life far into the future. Mostly for if you will want children or not. Tsu'tey has been keen on becoming a father for a long time. If you don't want children, you need to speak with him now so that he knows beforehand."

Letting out a sigh, I put the basket off to the side. Reaching out, I place a hand on her arm. Looking deep into her eyes, I make sure to keep my voice soft, "Neytiri, I promise that I will talk with him. And I have thought about what you have concerns about. Believe me, I know how serious the situation is and I'm not taking it lightly."

A look of relief crosses over her face at my words. She pulled me towards her, giving me a small hug. Wrapping my arms around her, I rub her back as we sit in silence. For a while, we just hold one another before we hear some noise coming up the tree. We both pull away as we wait to see who it was that was coming to visit.

Not a minute had passed before both Tsu'tey and Jake had made it into the hut. Jake was the first to see the both of us, a wide grin on his face as he walked over to us. "Well if it isn't my two favorite girls! I'm so glad that we found you. Who would have thought we could find the both of you here."

I give Jake a confused look, wondering if he thought the statement through or not. Looking over at Neytiri, I see that she has a similar expression, though hers also has a hint of disappointment in it. Leaning over, I whisper in her ear, "Remember, you chose him out of everyone else that was available."

She let's out a sigh as she nods her head. "Believe me, I know."

Jake comes over to us with a curious grin on his face. Sitting down in front of Neytiri, he looked between the both of us while asking, "What are you both talking about?"

I shrug my shoulders as I look back over at him. "Nothing important." Turning my attention to Tsu'tey, I notice he had moved to put away all his gear and whatever he had brought back. I sent him a small smile as he started to walk towards us. "How was the hunt?"

Tsu'tey gave a tight lipped smile as he looked down at me. Giving a small nod, he sat down with the rest of us. "It went very well. The clan will have enough meat to last for sometime. Were you alright while I was gone?"

I gave a small nod in return. As I opened my mouth to ask some more questions, Jake interrupted me. "What's on your neck?"

I give him a look of disbelief as I sarcastically respond, "A necklace. You're just now seeing it?"

Jake looked at it for a long while, before turning to Tsu'tey. He has a stupid grin on his face as he looks between the two of us. "So, you finally decided to tie the knot huh?"

Leaning forward, I hit Jake's forehead with a small hiss, "Don't say it like that you idiot. And it is none of your business."

Jake backed away with a surprise look on his face. He held on hand up as he leaned away on the other. "Hey, you don't have to be so rude. Also, I feel like it is a bit of my business considering that you're my sister, (Y/n). I already knew anyway, I just thought you would be able to take a joke about it."

"I'm sorry, Jake. I must have left my humor back up in the tree." I gave a small glare towards Jake, though it's contrasted by a playful smile on my face.

"I said I was sorry! Can't we just move past that?" He had a pleading look on his face, though I knew he wasn't being serious. I shook my head with a small eye roll. Seeing my reaction, Jake smiled as he moved so he was sitting upright again. Placing a hand on my knee, his tone was still playful but mostly serious, "Honestly though, I'm glad that you are feeling better. I felt really bad about what happened."

I pushed his hand away with a grin. Picking my basket up once again, I returned to working on it. "I'm glad you're fine as well. But next time you have an idea, stay out of trees."

Jake laughs a bit, but nods his head in agreement. Neytiri smiles a bit as she pulls me into a sideways hug. "We should be leaving now. We will see you both again once you are completely well (Y/n). Have a good night."

Though he hesitants, Jake stands as well to follow after Neytiri. He ruffles my hair as he says his goodbyes. Once him and Neytiri had finally left, I reached out to place a hand on Tsu'tey's cheek. Looking into his eyes, my voice is soft, "I'm glad you're back home now. It felt too quiet until Neytiri had come over."

Tsu'tey grabbed my hand as he turned his head, placing his lips against my pulse point. Getting up for a moment, he comes to sit behind me. Wrapping his arms around my waist, Tsu'tey rested his chin on my shoulder. I smiled a little as I brought a hand up to rest on the back of his head. Turning slightly, I gave him a peck on the edge of his lips. He hummed in disapproval as he brought his hand up to turn my head enough for him to place his lips directly on mine. He kept me like that for a moment, slowly pulling away while maintaining his hold on my chin.

Letting out a small sigh, I lean back further into Tsu'tey's hold. I close my eyes as I begin to think about what Neytiri had spoken to me about earlier. Deciding that now would be the best time to bring it up, I break the silence while keeping my voice as calm as possible, "Tsu'tey, I think we need to have a talk." I feel him give a small hum in encouragement, ready to listen to whatever I was about to say. Taking a deep breath, I decided to just get to the point. "Do you want to have children one day?"

I felt him tense slightly as he hears my question. Tightening his hold around my waist, he let's out a quiet sigh, "I have... thought about the idea of having children."

"That's not what I asked." Opening my eyes, I move around in his hold so I can look at him without straining my neck. Resting one of my hands on his shoulder, my voice is firm as I repeat myself, "Do you want children, Tsu'tey?"

His ears pinned back as I ask him the question again. He refuses to meet my gaze as I wait for the answer. After a minute, Tsu'tey slowly nods his head. He was barely able to let out a whispered, "I would like to."

My heart broke at the sight of shame he held in his eyes. I gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze to encourage him to look back at me. But he closed his eyes instead, not wanting to see my reaction. I huff softly as I rest my head on his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat. Thinking for a moment, I finally muttered, "I want at least two. We could always have more though if you want."

Tsu'tey's eyes widen in surprise as he looks down at me. His mouth is open but no words come out. I raise my brows with an encouraging grin as I wait for him to finally speak again. Slowly a wide smile spread across his face as he gave a small laugh. Leaning down, he began to leave kisses all over my face. Starting on my forehead, moving to my cheeks, leaving a few soft pecks on my nose, before finally leave a deep, passionate kiss against my lips. Leaning further into the kiss, a soft purr made it's way through my chest.

Reluctantly, he pulled away, both of us gasping for breath. Pressing his forehead against mine, his voice was soft, "I'm happy that you feel this way. You have feeled my heart with those words alone. I cannot wait until the moment I can make you my mate, Ma'(Y/n)."

My cheeks darken at the endearing name he called me. Moving my arms around his shoulders, I give him a loving hug while rubbing his back. "I can't wait either. I see you, Tsu'tey."

I feel a purr vibrate throughout his chest at my statement. Gripping onto me tighter, Tsu'tey rocks the both of us back and forth. Placing a soft kiss on the top of my head, he stayed like that as he move a hand to rest on the back of my neck. "And I see you, (Y/n)."

~Hey everyone! Sorry for the long wait for part 2. I am planning on working a bit on the Mansk series that I am writing, but I do plan on writing other oneshots or mini series as well to be a bit more active. Feel free to request anything that you can think of or if you want a part 3 where they mate. Otherwise, I have a few ideas on some things. Have a great day!

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Quick introduction to help break the ice. I’m Morrigan 29 yo Butch Trans Woman. On hrt since Feb 2023. Love storytelling both written and visual (Art, Books, Manga, Video Games, etc). I also write and draw myself.

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Now you know me a little bit, so let’s get to the meat of things. This blog is adult themed. It exists as an outlet for exploration of my gender identity and sexuality and some other similar things.

There will be occasional memes and sfwish reblogs and posts.

Biting, pawing, scratching and other ways to show attention or affection when reblog\comment on my photos are appreciated 

I’m a bisexual t4t both, sapphic, enby. I lean significantly to femme presenting people. But I love me some hot mascs too.

| Minor pls Do Not Interact. I understand you are interested in this stuff, but I could get in trouble because of you, and I rather not.  |

| Addition on age interaction. Thought about it for some time. Irl I not gonna flirt with anybody younger 21-22. It's just arbitrary line I draw for comfort of my mind and safety of both sides.

Online spaces however create a degree of separation and sort of safety (and let be honest it's unlikely we meet irl) It's make it sort of safe-ish playground for exploring and learning about oneself. I sure figured some stuff about myself that way. So it's okay to hit me up if you about 20-ish plus minus. But if I start to feel uncomfortable or feel that I crossing some lines, I gonna pull away (I will communicate that)

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Switch and verse. 

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[kiankiwi]

Elvis was in the studio, setting up tracks for his next movies soundtrack but his mind isn't all there. He doesn't have rockstar brain that allows him to focus solely on the music. No, he's slipped into dad brain and is in full worrying dad mode since you called the studio not even an hour after school drop off this morning to inform Elvis that your daughter was throwing up with a fever, that if he needed you, to call Graceland because that's where you'd be taking care of your four year old daughter but not to worry and not to hurry because you knew these tracks were important to the timeline of shooting this next picture.

Elvis was really struggling. He thought he was doing a good job at acting like nothing was wrong but Jerry had unfortunately heard the call from you talking about your daughter so he was keeping an eye on him.

Jerry, knowing how rattled E was, he stopped him in the middle of a take and told him, "Just go home man, be with Gigi, I'll take the heat with the Colonel, just go." Elvis removed his headphones and looked around the studio, considering what Jerry told him. "No, not yet because if I do just disappear, the old vampire'd just make it ten times worse on me tomorrow. I'll wait a bit more. Plus I'm sure Y/N's got it handled."

Just then the colonel came back in to "supervise" and so the topic was dropped and the men once again acted like nothing was wrong even though Elvis was fighting his dad brain and instinct to just go be with his sick baby.

He couldn't ignore his dad brain two hours later though when you called the studio again, this time and this phone call was absolutely breaking his heart.

"Hey, so I just wanted to give you a little update. She's still warm, she's slowed down on puking though but she's asking for you. Incessantly. Refusing to lay down at least until she knows your home and is repeatedly asking for daddy cuddles, wants nothing to do with mama today." Elvis put his hand on his hip, sighing through his nose, and leaning his head back pointed at the ceiling.

"Ah jeez, love. You guys are breaking my heart here. I want to go home so bad but I don't know when the Colonel will let me outta here. You know how he is." You sighed over the line. "I do and hold on- Genevieve it's daddy. You want to talk to him?" Elvis can hear whimpering on your end and then, "Daddy?" He smiled. "Hi munchkin. How you feeling?" She whimpered. "Yucky daddy. Want snuggles." Elvis looked down, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I know Gigi but daddy's at work, honey. Daddy's trying to hurry though, you'll get your cuddles soon I promise." Jerry eyed him as soon as he heard the word 'promise' He knew how serious Elvis took his promises to his children.

"Can't you ask the bossy man? Please daddy?" Your daughter whimpered and Jerry just knew that was when Elvis totally melted, having his daughter wrapped around his finger. "I'll talk to him baby," Elvis replied. "I'll see you so soon okay." Gigi just continued to cry as she handed the phone back to you.

"I'm gonna get her in the tub, we need to get her fever down." Elvis nods. "Okay, I'm leaving here whether the Colonel likes it or not." You nod. "Just don't throw any punches E, okay?" He sighs. "Okay fine I won't."

Elvis hangs up the phone and lets the anger of being kept here while he has sick babies at home consume him. He's asked nicely the first time you called but he had said Elvis couldn't leave so he'd much rather use his anger.

"Hey, Gigi's gotten worse, I gotta go Colonel." The Colonel stamped his cane on the ground. "Not yet my boy, you still have four tracks you need to finish." Elvis sighed. "Listen to me you old bastard. My kid is at home miserable and sick and is asking for her daddy. I am a daddy and husband first before I'm a performer or your client so you can wait until my baby's well again before I come back into the studio, got it. Now if you don't mind, I'm going home to my baby." And with that, Elvis turns and walks to his Cadillac.

*

When he got home, Elvis slammed the door and immediately could hear Genevieve sobbing somewhere inside Graceland. "Baby? I'm home! Where are ya?" He shouted as he searched all 18 rooms. "We're in our bathroom baby!" You yell back from upstairs. Elvis finds you bathing your daughter in your and his bathroom and she is absolutely having a meltdown. She stops a minute when she sees him walk through the bathroom door and then resumes crying. Whether from relief or happy crying that he's finally there, he doesn't know. "Look who it is baby!" You chirp to her as you pull the plug of the tub and wrap the fluffiest towel around her.

Elvis reaches his hands out and cuddles your overwhelmed little girl to his chest. "Hiya lovebug, what's the matter? Daddy's here now, it's all okay?" Elvis helps her adjust the towel so she's still covered up but so she can wrap her arms tightly around her daddy's neck. "Daddy! Feel yucky." He rubs her back, cooing at her. "Oh Gigi, I know. Let's get you all cozy and you and daddy will lay down, huh?" Genevieve nods, snuggling close into Elvis's neck.

You wave him off. "Go get her settled. I'll clean this up." Elvis nods, leaning in quickly to give you a peck on the cheek before walking to her bedroom to find her another change of pajamas.

Once the bathroom is all picked up, you decide to grab a blanket and cuddle up with Elvis and your daughter. You find them in the TV room watching a show, her head on Elvis's chest. Elvis is the only one who notices you come into the room, Gigi is too focused on the show to notice you. Elvis reaches out and takes your hand. "Did you get in much trouble with the Colonel?" You ask, running one of your hands through his hair, one of your favorite activities.

"Honestly? Probably but I don't care. All I care about is doing this right now. She asked for me and I left." Elvis wraps an arm over your daughters chest, kissing her wet hair. "You're an amazing dad, E." Elvis blushes at the compliment.

Elvis pokes Gigi's cheek to get her attention and only then she notices your standing next to Elvis. "Hey, can mama crash our cuddle party and lay with us?" She leans her head back on his belly so she can see him without moving. "You stay though?" You chuckle as you sit on your daughters other side. "Yes," He says. "Daddy's gonna stay with you. Why don't you try to sleep love. Take a nap with me?" She sighs, tiredly and just wordlessly snuggles into her father.

With you on the other side of her, you whisper over her, "Hey, thank you." He shrugged. "Of course. I knew coming home would make her feel better." Whatever he could do for her he would.

**

I finally wrote dad!E I hope you like! @ellie-24 @arianatheangel-girl

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[lordarsonizzzzt]

Hey, how are you doing? I just got home from work and I'm so tired,,,,,, what about a reader who works 24/8 (haha) and everyone just doesn't understand how you can not sleep for more than three weeks, everyone starts thinking that the reader is some kind of anomaly-

(you can do this with with your favorite characters) I won't go into details, I still have to go to training in an hour, I hope you feel well. Don't overdo it!! Have a nice day!!

ANON WHAT THOSE ARE SHITTY HOURS, have some rest and drink water,,, i wish you the best of luck

didn't really get the cant sleep for more than three weeks part¿¿ i guess you meant like they hardly get any sleep, but if not tell me and I'll change it!

SCP STAFF WITH A READER THAT WORKS A LOT

CHARACTERS: Simon Glass & Gerald, Talloran & Draven.

DR GLASS & DR GERALD

⌚︎ You barely see your partners, while you all live in the same house y'all get to work at 8 am, they usually come back at 1 or 2 pm and then leave again at 8 pm or so, but you don't stop until they leave, your work is hard and very demanding, and while you get some breaks and stuff, is still shitty.

☆ You barely get any sleep when you get to the house, it doesn't matter how tired you are, you like waiting for your lovers to chat a little until they go to sleep.

⌚︎ It feels like you can't close your eyes and can't relax everytime you get into your bed, the need to do something comes rushing and keeps you awake all night until morning time.

☆ First who will notice is Simon, he will call in sick to his second shift and will wait for you to have a talk about overworking.

⌚︎ He will tell you he can get you into their work, and it's probably going to be better for you, he seems really worried and can't stop rubbing his thumbs on your hand.

☆ You told him that is okay, you think you can keep going plus, they never told you what their job is about and you think maybe you are not qualified for it.

⌚︎ Then Gerald will try to talk to you about it, telling you that he doesn't want you being tired and shit, he will take you out for a drink and will do that thing Simon told him NOT to do.

☆ He will talk to you about the foundation, he will tell you how it is there, that you'll fit in nicely, he'll tell you about his anomaly (you always thought he was just really clumsy) and about some other stuff.

⌚︎ Then he'll tell you to join or just try to forget about what he said, if you decide to join he will tell Simon and he's going to be so happy to have both of his lovers in there!

☆ Simon will chew him out tho, he could have put you in risk by telling you that!

TALLORAN & DRAVEN

✱ You work with Gears and Iceberg, so you are already on the shitty side.

❀ People think that you are okay with them leaving their paperwork in your hands, so that usually makes you stay all day in the site, not even going to your in site dorm.

✱ Extrangely enough, you don't seem to get tired? Like, you surely look like it but not,, you know, in need to sleep.

❀ Draven will fight tooth and nail so you can have a normal schedule, and Talloran will go full Karen mode.

✱ And then they'll realize that talking to is better. So the first one is Talloran, who tells you that he hasn't see you touch a bed in weeks, and will pester you until you either snap at him or do as he says.

❀ And if Talloran's way doesn't work, then it will have to be Draven's way.

✱ It was already 11 pm, Draven comes in almost breaking the door, you jump a little because of the noise and next thing you know he's picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, it doesn't matter that you yell at him to let go or you kick and punch, he is not going to let go.

❀ He carries you to your in site dorm where everything is clean and your bed has a lot of pillows in where you are thrown.

✱ You try to say something but Draven just throws himself at your side and hugs you like you are going to teleport away, you sigh and realize anything you do to resist is pointless.

❀ "You are getting cold, I don't want you getting too cold."

✱ You stay quiet after that, the door opens and in enters Talloran that has a 'I WON' smile, he changes into his pajamas and lays on your other side, giving you a little kiss in your forehead and covering the three of you with the heavy blanket, to then fall asleep also cuddling you.

❀ You eventually relax in that safe space only they know how to provide and start closing your eyes to rest finally.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: And we enter the last ten chapters of the story! -Danny

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Cat didn't let Parker sleep on the bed that time, but he grinned and asked for a blanket like he couldn't care less. Cat went to her room and hid there for the rest of the night, she spent most of it trying not to think about the guy in her living room.

It was a tough weekend for her in the abstinence department.

She woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and pancakes, it reminded her of Parker's universe, and her eyes snapped open: he was back. Cat made her way to the kitchen in slow, reluctant steps. She stopped and stared at the back of his head from the hallway, a frown on her sleepy features. "You shouldn't be here."

Parker looked over his shoulder and flashed a smile. "And I told you I'd do whatever I wanted. Sit down."

She walked up to the table grumpily, she was too confused to feel anything apart from annoyance. As Cat ate in silence, Parker sat in front of her perfectly content with just watching her eat. "So what's the plan for today?"

The Avenger threw him an irritated look, but Parker continued to smile like everything was okay. She replied in short sentences. "We take a walk. Eat. You leave me alone."

Her friend frowned. "Not alone-alone, right?"

"What?"

"You're not alone. You have Pete and the lawyer."

The lawyer, she thought with amusement. "You know his name," she raised a brow.

"Does he know I'm Spider-man?"

"Yes."

"Does he know my name?"

"No," Cat rolled her eyes, guessing where he was going. "If he did, he would know Peter's, and Pete doesn't want that."

"Then I won't call him by name either."

Cat shook her head. "So petty for no reason..."

"Did you tell little me I was here?"

"He's busy, besides," she pushed her empty plate forward and smiled sarcastically, "he would insist on coming along. Is that what you want?"

"He wouldn't," Parker snorted.

"Are you sure?"

He smirked. "He wants us to be together."

"Peter wouldn't care who I date as long as they make me happy," she got up and went to the bathroom. "You're full of yourself."

"Yeah, he'd be happy for you either way," he raised his voice as she went. "But he's rooting for me! Cause he is me!"

"You're not him!" Cat closed the door to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, distressed brown eyes stared back at her. I'm on thin ice, she thought.

Cat took him to Washington square park since she hadn't visited in a while. Parker was over the moon, it was a lovely day of early spring, and the trees were getting a nice shade of green in their foliage. "You brought your suit?" She handed him a cup of ice cream.

Parker made a face. "No, I'm on vacation."

Cat laughed. "I thought you didn't have time for that stuff..."

"That was before," he said casually.

"Things may be happening in your world while you're away..." she added suggestively.

Parker seemed to take this a little more seriously. "Give me a break, Cat. I said I'd go and I will. It's just a couple of hours, can't you do that for a friend?"

He'd already proved nothing would convince him to leave at the moment, and being honest, she'd been going nonstop for two weeks, she deserved a break, and his intention wasn't to hurt her anyway. Parker walked to the fountain and sat facing the archway, Cat sat next to him.

"How's everyone doing?" She asked politely.

Parker glanced at her but replied in a well-mannered voice too. "Kyle is still Kyle," he began sculpting something in his ice cream with the plastic spoon. "I'm hoping I won't see him next semester. Otherwise, I'll have to glue him to a chair and humble him a little."

She chuckled. "You're doing well? Top grades and all?"

"Top of the class," he winked at her. "Give me another year, plus my dissertation, and you'll be looking at Dr. Parker. Can't wait to show my degree to May," he smiled. "All I want is for her to feel like it was worth it."

"I'm sure she already feels that way," Cat stared at him, not wanting to say anything, but he noticed it anyway.

"You're thinking about Pete," he sighed, a defeated smile on his face. "He's said the same thing?"

"Literally a day ago! But being fair he's not the only one who's been talking to me about wanting to honor his tutors and whatnot," She shook her head in disbelief. "I don't understand why I have two of you, though. I thought I had lost him forever and now I have Parkers to spare..."

He laughed. "Someone out there must love you."

"Or they really like making me suffer," she left her dessert on the stone surface and supported her head with one hand. "Coming here could ruin the status quo of the multiverse, Parker. Why are you here?"

He groaned and looked up to the sky. "What are you expecting to hear? I'm twenty-eight years old and I've only felt this way about two people my whole life. You make sense to me, I don't want to give you up yet."

He looked at the flower he'd sculpted on his ice cream, uncle Ben taught him how to do it when he was about ten. He stared at it, lost in thought. "Gwen was the valedictorian of our year... her speech was about time and hope, what it meant then, how it could help us in the future... she asked us to hold onto hope, to count ourselves lucky to just... be."

"I know where this is going..."

"Then you know why I came back," he continued. "You make me look forward to the next month and the month after. It's not just that I want you. You are my hope."

"You could've picked something else to hold onto," she insisted, avoiding his eyes.

"No. There is no one better. And I mean that." He shakes his head. "You're something else. What I used to love about life, and all that I could have if I keep going. You're everything."

Cat got butterflies from his speech, but she tried to argue against him nonetheless. "So you think you can get time off from existing in your world, and nothing bad will come out of it? It's never that easy."

He ate a spoonful of ice cream and shrugged. "Life is not easy. Especially ours, it sucks. But it's important to keep on trying, right? It's not always easy... but this thing between us, it might be."

A flash of a memory came to her: Peter saying something similar when she'd shared her doubts about their relationship. Back then she'd believed him, and she'd been happy. Could this be the same?

Cat sighed heavily. "We worked... then the blip happened and things just kept going away after a while... they don't last much," she took a shaky breath. "I love my friends, Parker. I love them. But it's just... I don't think love can fix me. You need to trust blindly for that... and all my faith, I lost it."

"I'm not asking you to do anything," he responded calmly.

"But you are!" She insisted. "You'll keep coming regardless of what I say— well, what happens if I fall for someone else, if I start dating Matt again, or Kate? Do you think they'll like the idea of me putting my life on pause to spend time with you?"

He looked away, tensing a little. "I don't know."

"You didn't think that far ahead," she frowned.

"Listen, I get what you're saying, I'm hearing it, and you're right," he shifted to be face to face. "But I can't stand to live off what-ifs anymore. What's the point of it? Life is about change, which allows you to learn, and if I don't take a risk and try... well, I think I'm just missing out on everything that I'm meant to experience."

"You're just gonna get hurt in the end and it'll be my fault," Cat replied miserably.

"I don't care," he moved slightly closer. "I'm not asking for your hand in marriage, or for us to even become a thing— hell, I'm not even asking you to sleep with me! When I'm with you I feel happy. You make me feel alive. So, please, Cat, let me try at least for today."

She stared at him with uncertainty. "But what if this is the most you'll get from me?"

"What if—" Parker made a face at the wording of the question, he really was sick of wondering. "I cannot express this enough, the fact that I get to travel from one universe to the other is already a win. I'm happy with how things are. I promise I won't ask for anything else."

The mutant paused, he was telling the truth, and that was lifting some weight from her shoulders. "...alright... I'll try to believe you."

He smiled a little. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it," she looked down at her slightly melted ice cream and heaved a sigh. "If we want to get a table we should get going... and if you behave, I might make allowances."

"By that, you mean..?" He followed her out of the park.

"You may get a smooch or two," she shrugged, "but only if you play nice."

Parker held her hand, intertwining their fingers, she didn't move away. "I'll try my best."

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I See You

SteddillyxOc

Chapter 6

Chapter5 Chapter7

"What are you and your freak doing here Harrington?" I smile at his voice.

"Hi Billy." He scoffs but doesn't greet me back.

"She wanted to see you."

"Yeah and how the fuck do you know where I live."

"Tommy."

"He said you two weren't friends anymore."

"We're not but he owed me a favor." I soon feel Steve's hands on my face. "Five minutes Sevyn. I'll be in the car."

"Bye Steve."

"You touch her and you're dead Hargrove." He removes his hands and walks away.

"Hi Billy." I hear Billy groan after I greet him again.

"What do you want freak?"

"You."

"What the fuck? What makes you think I want you freak? Plus I'm good but I'm not that good. I can't fuck you in under five minutes and give you a one way trip to heaven. Actually, I probably could, I just won't." I tilt my head at his words.

"What is fuck me?"

"You said you wanted me idiot."

"Friend. You're my friend. Does friend fuck me?"

"I mean I could but something tells me you won't be able to handle it." I hum. "Who said we were friends?"

"Me. Billy and Seven are friends."

"You can't be friends with someone your boyfriend doesn't like." I shrug my shoulders.

"Then he not boyfriend anymore. You're my friend now."

"Why are you such a weirdo?"

"I don't know what weirdo mean."

"Your speaking."

"Mhm?"

"It got better. Good job freak." I smile at him.

"Thank you."

"You know you're one hot piece of ass even if you are a freak." I raise my hand to my forehead.

"I don't feel hot." I hear him laugh. He has a nice laugh.

"Such a weirdo." The loud noise came from Steve's car. "I think you have to go."

"Not familiar with Billy's ground. Need help."

"Why can't you just walk back to the car?"

"I'm blind. Can't see car." Of course I could've followed Steve's scent back to the car but more time with Billy couldn't hurt.

"Shit. I didn't know you were fucking blind." I tilt my head.

"You didn't know?"

"No. If I knew I wouldn't have called your weird ass a freak."

"Freak bad?"

"In most cases yes." Steve's car makes the loud noise again. "I'm gonna kill Harrington. Come on." He places a hand on my shoulder and turns me around. "Step down." I do as told and take a step down. "Again." I do it again before I feel him leading me back to the car. I hear him open the door. "Duck." Once I get inside he puts the belt on me. "Get out of the car Harrington." Billy closes the door behind him and walks to the front of the car.

"I'll be right back. Whatever you hear this time don't get out of the car." I nod and he gets out and closes the door. "What do you want Hargrove."

"Why did Tommy give you my address."

"Like I said, he owed me a favor." I hear Billy scoff.

"Okay whatever. Why did you bring her here."

"Again like I said, she wanted to see you."

"Why did she want to see me Harrington?"

"She sees you as a friend obviously."

"And you willingly brought her here? And here I thought you hated me."

"Oh I do hate you. She wouldn't listen to me when I said you were a bad person."

"Damn Harrington. I took your school and your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Well not anymore. She's willing to break up with you just to get a piece of little ole me."

"I don't believe you." A moment of silence passed. "Okay I do believe you but it's not you. She doesn't even know what boyfriend and girlfriend means."

"And? You still let her call herself your girlfriend."

"I'm teaching her Hargrove. Once she learns what it means she'll stop."

"You sure? She seems so attached to you. Listens to your every word like a puppy." Another moment of silence before I hear Billy laugh. "You like that don't you? Having her listen to you like a pet." Pet?

"Don't call her that."

"Why not? It's your fetish."

"Yeah my fetish not yours. Don't call her that." Steve thinks I'm a pet?

"And here everyone thought you were heartbroken over Nancy Wheeler. You're full of surprises Harrington."

"Yeah yeah. Can we go now?"

"Not yet. I'm not done talking to you. Don't bring her here again."

"Doubt I'll be able to listen to that." I hear the shift of gravel.

"I dont care. Don't bring her here. It's not safe."

"What do you want me to do then? If she wants to come see you, she'll find a way to."

"Give me your phone."

"What?"

"Give me your fucking phone Harrington."

"Fine."

"Only use it when she asks for me. Don't just show up here."

"Yeah I gathered that."

"Don't be a smart ass."

"Can't help it."

"Have fun with your pet."

[duamuteffe]

Stream of consciousness getting everything out below the cut.

This past week has been the damndest yoyo. I finally got all my books in storage (aka my folks' basement)

There's 83 boxes of them, plus the four I'm taking with. We wanted to leave by the end of April but that's coming faster and faster and there's still so much to pack. I can't get Fi's strangles vaccination until the 27th unless I want to pay an extra hundred dollars for the farm call. My mother and uncle are selling the land I spent half my life on and love more than any other place on earth because none of us have the money for the property taxes. I was gutted. I've bellowed and sobbed. I've read Pema Chodron endlessly until I stopped thinking about jumping off roofs. (Mine still needs a coat of tar before we can sell. We need three days without rain to do it. How are we ever going to get out of here by the end of April if we can't get it ready to sell?)

"Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”

I'm finding comfort in the oddest places. The Allegheny Mountains are older than the rings of Saturn. They were the height of the Himalayas before the evolution of bones. Losing access to 92 (beloved precious) acres on the top of one mountain won't alter the power of a chain of hills 480 million years old. It's everywhere down there. I can follow the river and feel it everywhere (maybe someday we'll have the money for a little camp past Nebraska Bridge so I can smell the trees and earth and not have to be close enough to the Farm that my heart threatens to break again) Every inch of the place is inscribed in my memory in full 3d and surround sound

I will carry the place for the rest of my existence. And then my mother says there was a rifle stashed away for me - eight years since my grandfather's collection went to auction because my grandmother's sanity broke down in the wake of his sudden death and all of us kids were left without the (antique, carefully selected) rememberances I knew he'd wanted us to have. For eight years I had thought them all gone, just the memories of shooting skeet with my grandmother's 20 gauge (should have gone to Suz, they loved her as their grandchild as soon as I brought her home, and man was she good at tagging clay pigeons with it, there's photos of her at my wedding in her pretty dress showing how it's done) and plinking at soda bottles full of water with lever action Winchesters that were carried on saddles in the Old West (the boys should have gotten one each, the heaviest for Pat, the middle for the Doc, and the lightest for my amiable ex) They were all gone, I was told, but someone stashed one away for me. She's had my step-cousin-in-law bring it up so I could have it. The oldest one, and the most beautiful; 1760's or thereabouts, stock made of solid tiger maple from back when the trees were four feet across. Barrel forged by a patient smith. Carried to hunt for food when this country was still a colony. Too fragile by far to fire but one of Pappap's favorites; I remember how tickled he was when I told him the one I saw in the Royal Armouries wasn't nearly as nice.

I asked if the same step-cousin-in-law could be asked to bring Pappap's canoe up to my folks, and if my mother could grab a few small items from the house and she said yes, so I don't have to go there to the house where Bummy and Pappap aren't and haven't been for a few years now, and walk around in the places they're not, and have to deliberately choose a last time to stand in the field and then leave forever. The last time I was there it was a good day. It was sunny and spring and the leaves were just out, and a good friend and I were clipping small new branches from the apple trees for her to try and root (those 150 year old apple trees, will the new owners keep them? The one tree still gives the best pie apples ever grown and the russet tree gives crisp tart apples that are best after a hard frost. They could live another hundred years if tended.) I can live a lot easier with that having been inadvertently my last visit. I don't think I can go there ever again now, knowing it's the last time.

We're going to another farm to try and keep it going, I remind myself. If I can't keep my own best place I can do my damndest to help friend-family keep theirs. It's so beautiful there. There's so much to do. I'll have meaningful work again. No more retail hell. A garden. A couple of goats. Some bees. Two dozen horses to help care for. My mare, with all the turnout her little feral heart desires. Maybe she'll recover enough from the fractured hip by Fall for me to ride her again. I saw Mrs. Edwards in a dream and asked her and she smiled at me. I'm taking it as a good sign. There is so much awaiting us once we get unstuck from here. The Doc can hunt in the Fall. We can fish all summer in spare moments (Pappap said he was going to teach me to use the old spincasting rods he had from his father; they run differently from modern ones, and we didn't end up having time but I can learn online.) Unless my brother contests we're getting Pappap's canoe, and we'll haul it up with us and put it on the lake. It's sturdy enough to go fishing from. There's so much yet to do.

"When you see the Southern Cross for the first time/You understand now why you came this way/'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small/But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a comin' day"

We're going to be okay. I repeat it a lot. We're going to be okay. "Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”

It's falling apart. It's coming together. There's so many moving parts, so many ducks not in a row. But we're going to be okay.

(Knock on wood)

[stuffnonsenseandotherthings]

Watch It Or Drop It Challenge - Drama 3

Having successfully wrapped up my first watch of the challenge (and rather unceremoniously had my first drop of the challenge too), there's no time like the present to move on to the next drama on the list! I'm back at work this week which means stress levels are high and time feels scarce so I'm really hoping I get something that doesn't ask too much of me but which is engaging and fast paced enough to break through the "first week back" haze of tiredness and brain fog.

So, without further ado, let's spin the wheel and see what I get!

👨‍⚕️ Triage

Country: Thailand

Episodes: 13

Genres: BL, Thriller, Romance, Medical, Fantasy

Director: Aum Natthaphong Aroonnet

Screenwriter: Thanamat Talerngsuk, Duangsamon Thaokumlue

Summary: Third-year emergency medicine resident Tin has to cope with a deluge of different patients every day. Up until the eighteenth, that is. Tin's life is transformed when university student Tol's car is overturned, and he's rushed to the emergency room in serious condition. That night doesn't end when Tin fails to save Tol's life, though. When Tin next wakes, he finds himself in a time loop, a loop he won't be able to leave until he's altered Tol's fate.

Why It's On My Plan to Watch This:

So I watched Manner of Death a few months ago (at least I think it was a few months ago, my sense of time is not the best) and pretty much fell head over heels for it, so head over heals in fact that I wrote it (+ the few other QL dramas featuring older protagonists) a little appreciation post proclaiming my love. There's just something relatable (and also just quite nice in a media landscape that often promotes "forever love" as something purely within the realm of teens and early 20-somethings) about getting to watch 2 grown adults find each other and fit together all while navigating the challenges of being a working adult.

Anyway, safe to say Manner of Death secured a special place in my heart and, once I'd finished, I immediately found myself looking for similar dramas and Tumblr, boy did you deliver.

There were quite a few recommendations (most of which were added alongside Triage to my PTWL) but by far the most recommended was Triage itself, which made even more sense when I saw that it had the same director as MOD. Interest piqued, I went to have a look at it on MDL, read the summary, added it to my Plan To Watch List and then, full of excitement and joy and vim.... proceeded to successfully not watch it.

Yeah I kinda messed up there.

Prediction

Well, I did enjoy the director's previous work, I like hospital dramas quite a bit (*moves the shrine to Hospital Playlist out of frame*), it's got an older working lead which so far has been nothing but a plus, and, to add to all this, quite a few people have recommended it to me so..... I'm pretty sure this is right up my alley! True, I'm a little bit apprehensive about the Groundhog Day premise (it has historically introduced so slightly dodgy character/relationship dynamics that I'm not a fan of and there's always a risk that the drama will literally lose the plot) but you know what, I'm going to trust my gut and I'm going to trust the people and I'm going to watch it.

[roadkiii]

Entry 1.4.7-2 - The Long Grind

Welcome to my blog. I’m not tagging anything but entry #, so sorry if my unrelated mess somehow ends up in your search.

There are so many features I'm excited for, I think I'll also add a couple of planned intermissions waaayy down the line just for me to look at and look forward to. Life stress is getting to me, but I want this world to be my kind of happy place so that A) I continue to work on it, but more importantly B) I'm doing something productive (to me anyway) with my time and not doomscrolling. If I'm going to stare at a screen for several hours straight I'd much rather give myself the space to think for myself and the opportunity for a creative outlet than mindlessly swapping between tumblr and youtube to idly kill time.

I'm also excited to build little lore tidbits into this world, I just had a creeper explode and reveal this cave to me, I might just dig around and make this into some kind of excavation site when bone blocks are added.

I kind of like the idea of a crater-ridden desert (who knows, some future update may change it into something else anyway) and I could probably do some cool fossils, they'd be massive. maybe just partially exposed sometimes in the sand.

AH MY BELOVED [I AM ACTIVELY BEING SHOT]

???? what genie magic have I activated can i please just get mellohi--

Also side note, I've been messing around on a creative world and I think if I just eat a gapple and get Smite V I really only need like two Healing II potions and a bucket of milk and I could probably kill the wither more than 3 times. The reason I think this is so doable is because I've been building the wither with the obsidian end pillars. The wither typically doesn't get very far so a bow isn't even needed.

[Pic from creative world] I'm basically getting more obsidian AND a star. plus I think I read that the pillars regenerate when you respawn the dragon later. Though maybe that won't happen here. I'll have to see.

I need more EXP to try for Smite since I already enchanted my bow (Power IV BD I'm okay with it tbh) and I still want carrots, so I'll create a zombie exp farm. I'm following this tutorial so I hope it'll still work.

Okay, seems functional. I do hear thunder though, so I'm a little nervous about what's happening on the surface.

I couldn't quite follow the instructions of his tutorial since soul sand doesn't exist yet, but I got lucky with my bedrock and they fall to 22 blocks right here. This will be so fucking nice. As I sit and idle though, the zombie sounds make me so anxious while I'm looking away from the screen lol

I'm hoping to get a full set of chainmail at some point as well, so this should be helpful.

One annoying part of this grinder is that I keep having to run back and forth, if I sit at the bottom and wait I think I'm out of the function distance for the spawner. I'm also not certain how many zombies I can have at a time down there, I see the number 24 thrown around a lot, but I don't know if that's a recent update. I do have two carrots though, so I guess I'll run up and plant those, maybe use some bonemeal (before that gets nerfed in 1.5 (or maybe I'll just wait until i hit 30 xp)

gdi again with the sharpness >:/ I'm happy to have looting now but this may take A While. I'd take Smite III at this point, but all I ever seem to get is sharpness.

okay I guess I can consider the farm done, the pigs and cows haven't been escaping from their pens so I'm not focused on getting [edit from months in the future: this was just left incomplete. dont work on your projects high kids.]

Now I guess I need to start putting this sword to use and get some skulls so I can actually summon the wither.

FUCK

Okay. I got Very lucky, none of my enchanted tools or the single skull I have fell. I'm going to take a break because that wasn't good for my blood pressure.

I think I'm genuinely going to need to grind for a while, so [letsgameitout voice] hold please

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