#prompt 1334

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Prompt #1334

She sighed as she looked at the young girl before her. “You've placed so much worth on being a witch that you've forgotten that witches are human.”

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Whump Prompt #1334

Submitted by Anon - thanks!

I think we need to take a second to appreciate dumb caretakers. Like, caretakers who accidentally set the thermometer to Fahrenheit/Celsius and flip out when they see the temperature. Caretakers who never really know what medicine to get, so they just get all of it (or call a smarter character or even their mom in a panic). Caretakers who see blood and start screaming. They have the spirit, the execution is just ...off. Their poor whumpee is very well cared for, eventually. It just takes a lot of trial and error.

[some-messed-up-writing-for-you]

Short Prompt #1334

"So what did you do this time?" the hero asked, scaring their nemesis with their sudden appearance.

The villain jumped with a raspy yelp; they hadn't caught their breath yet. "W-What are you doing here?! Also, none of your business!"

Hero stared at them with a raised brow. "You sold Supervillain some absolute garbage, didn't you?"

Villain was silent for a moment. "…No?"

[critterfloozy]

updates! CR fic!

So I published something like 17,000 words of fic in July, quickly polished off another treat at the beginning of August, and then finally shipped my laptop off for repairs.

(The laptop screen was broken for months, but it took so long to repair that I didn't want to give up my computer for that long during surgery recovery or when I had deadlines)

So, along with finishing Endless Numbered Days, I wrote:

A Reflection or Molding (1,427 words) Caduceus Clay & Essek Thelyss Caduceus experiences a loss. Essek comforts him For Critter Gen Week - Mourning. Fun fact - I've had this concept in the back of my mind for 2-3 years, and finally had an excuse to pull it out. A Murder of Esseks (3,749, 2/? chapters) Beauregard & Essek, Essek & Essek & Essek & Essek Essek is invited to a multi-reality Essek convention. An Essek Thelyss Dies. An Essek Thelyss investigates. On possibilities, and confronting what could have been. For Critter Gen Week - Class Swap and Free day. Fun fact - this has been on my prompt list because I liked the general idea, but could never figure out the emotional arc/prompt. Then, after years, I got it. Delilah & Deirta (as yet untitled - 1334 words, so far) Delilah Briarwood & Deirta Thelyss; Deirta Thelyss & Essek Thelyss Before getting involved with Vecna, Delilah attempts to get the information on consecution out of the Dynasty. Deirta sees an opening. For Critter Gen Week - Cross Campaign. Fun Fact - the doc title for this is 'In the Hall of the Mountain King Increases'

Dog Duty (3,407 words) Ashton Greymoore & Milo Krook; Fresh Cut Grass & Milo Krook; Milo Krook & FRIDA & Deanna Leimert Punk houses don't make for stable living situations. Ashton brings a new roommate home. And after a few more cycles of people coming and going, Milo does, too. For Wildflowers. Fun fact - originally I had Deanna refer to Zhudanna as a Delta - because I'm like 90% convinced that Deanna's color scheme is an AKA reference. Then I realized that I'm the only one who is thinking about historically black sororities while writing fanfic, that I absolutely could not seem to make omegaverse canon in a gen fic gift. So I changed the line. (though really, it'd be the funniest way to make omegaverse canon) Commitment Ceremony (954 words) Jester Lavorre & Beauregard Lionett & Essek Thelyss There's no limit to Jester's imagination when it comes to her wedding. Beau brings Essek in to talk her down. For Wildflowers. Fun Fact - the multiple receptions is what I ended up doing for my wedding - five cities, eight events, my mother-in-law got to plan her own thing, and it ended up costing less than one large standard wedding. We had t-shirts.

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Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size Forecast, Top 8 Players Rank and Market Share

Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Summary

According to the new market research report "Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029", published by QYResearch, the global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper market size is projected to grow from USD 489 million in 2023 to USD 1334 million by 2029, at a CAGR of 18.2% during the forecast period.

A multi-dose eye dropper is a medical device commonly used to administer or instill eye medications to a patient's eyes. It is different from a single-dose eye dropper, which releases a fixed amount of liquid medicine every time it is used, while a multi-dose eye dropper allows the user to use it multiple times and can release different doses of liquid medicine as needed.

Multi-dose eye droppers typically include a container of solution and a dropper or dropper system that allows the user to release a quantity of solution by gentle pressure or twisting, which is then placed into the eye. This design allows for more precise control of the amount of drug solution and is suitable for patients who require regular eye drops, such as those who treat glaucoma, dry eye or other eye diseases. Multi-dose eye drops help ensure patients use their medications correctly while reducing waste and improving treatment effectiveness.

Figure.   Multi-Dose Eye Dropper

Figure.   Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Size (US$ Million), 2018-2029

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

Market Drivers:

Prevalence of eye diseases: With the aging population and changing lifestyles, the prevalence of eye diseases (such as glaucoma, cataracts, dry eye syndrome, etc.) is gradually increasing, which has prompted a greater demand for eye drops.

Advances in Medical Technology: Technology in the medical field continues to advance, including drug formulations, eye dropper design and manufacturing technology. These advances could improve the efficiency, accuracy and convenience of multi-dose eye droppers.

Patient convenience needs: Patients have higher expectations for convenience and comfort in treatment. Improvements in the design and functionality of multi-dose eye droppers can reduce discomfort and make it easier for patients to adhere to their medications.

Clinical Treatment Requirements: Medical professionals may require more precise dosage control to ensure the effectiveness of treatment. Multi-dose eye drops can meet these requirements and help improve treatment outcomes.

Regulations and Quality Standards: The regulatory requirements from government and regulatory agencies as well as the quality standards within the industry are constantly escalating, which prompts manufacturers to continuously improve the design and manufacturing processes of multi-dose eye droppers to comply with higher requirements.

Competitive pressure: Intensified market competition usually drives manufacturers to continuously innovate, lower product prices, and improve product quality to attract more customers.

Restraint:

Fierce competition: The multi-dose eye dropper market is highly competitive with many manufacturers vying to enter the market, resulting in fierce price competition that may have reduced the profitability of the industry.

Medical insurance coverage issues: The cost of some eye drops may not be fully covered by medical insurance, which may reduce patients' willingness to use multi-dose eye drops, thus affecting market demand.

Drug stability and storage issues: Some eye drugs are more sensitive to temperature and light, which may require more complex multi-dose eye dropper designs to ensure drug stability and storage.

Drug formulation complexity: The formulations of some eye drugs are very complex and require high-precision dose control, which may increase the design and manufacturing costs of multi-dose eye drops.

Patient compliance issues: Patients may not be treated on time because they are not used to using the eye dropper or forget to use the medication, which may affect the effectiveness of the treatment.

Regulatory requirements: The regulatory requirements for ocular medical devices and pharmaceutical eye drops are relatively strict, and manufacturers need to comply with a series of regulations and quality standards, which may increase the costs of R&D and production.

New Technologies and Alternative Treatments: As new medical technologies and treatments become available, patients and doctors may become more interested in using other treatment modalities rather than relying on eye drops.

Opportunity:

New drug development: As new ocular drugs are developed, multi-dose eye droppers with higher precision and stability are needed to ensure the effective delivery of these drugs. The industry can benefit from the market launch of these new drugs.

Digital health technology integration: Combining multi-dose eye drops with digital health technology (such as remote monitoring, smartphone apps, etc.) can improve patient compliance while providing more data for treatment monitoring and personalized medicine.

Aging Population: As the population ages and eye health problems become increasingly common, the multi-dose eye dropper market is expected to expand to cater to the needs of the elderly population.

Emerging Markets: In some emerging markets, such as Asia and Latin America, rising eye health awareness and improving medical infrastructure may create growth opportunities.

Sustainable and eco-friendly design: The market is increasingly paying attention to sustainability and environmental protection. Manufacturers can develop eco-friendly multi-dose eye drops to meet consumer needs.

Figure.   Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size, The Top Five Players Hold 50% of Overall Market

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

This report profiles key players of Multi-Dose Eye Dropper such as AptarGroup、Aero Pump GmbH、Nemera、Ursapharm Arzneimittel GmbH、Laboratoires Thea

In 2022, the global top five Multi-Dose Eye Dropper players account for 86% of market share in terms of revenue. Above figure shows the key players ranked by revenue in Multi-Dose Eye Dropper.

Figure.  2023-2029 Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size, Split by Product Segment

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

In terms of product type, Less than 5 ml is the largest segment, hold a share of 39%.

Figure.   Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size, Split by Application Segment

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

In terms of product application, Prescription is the largest application, hold a share of 86%.

Figure.   Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size, Split by Region (Production)

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

Figure.   Multi-Dose Eye Dropper, Global Market Size, Split by Region

Based on or includes research from QYResearch: Global Multi-Dose Eye Dropper Market Report 2023-2029.

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[our-flag-means-death-ao3feed]

A Sticky Situation

by unencryptid

They had all been snuggled on the couch together after dinner, watching something Ed only half-payed attention to while scrolling on his phone. Al had been curled into his side while Louis fell asleep in Stede’s lap.

It had been great; a peaceful end to a fun day running around in the yard and playing in the sprinklers—until they realized Alma had fallen asleep with gum in her mouth.

_______

Ed gets into a bit of a sticky situation.

Words: 1334, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 11 of Tide Us Over (OFMD prompt fills)

Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Alma Bonnet, Louis Bonnet

Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet

Additional Tags: Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, step-dad!ed, Stede Bonnet is a good parent, Stimming, Mishaps, Established Relationship, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, but very light, not bullying but kids can just not be the most delicate about talking about things that bother them

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47789458

[reeddraws]

23.05.26 Shining Bright

Daily drawing 1334. Today's prompt is Jewel. I just finished a massive project, so I'm taking it a little bit easy again today as I unwind and relax a little. I'd like to return to this idea later though. I like this rendering style for a shining gem, I just need to refine it and work it a little more.

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hi ❤ may I request a fic where the reader goes 😳 everytime they see eddie's lips and one day he can't help but ask why they keep looking at him (in a teasing way)?

Hello love! Sorry that it took a while to get this done, and even now, it's rather short, because I'm down with a cold (so I hope this makes sense and isn't messed up due to my drugged up brain). It got a little suggestive, more than I thought it would, but I hope this is kinda what you were picturing 💚

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader Word count: 1334 Warning/Tags: slightly suggestive, fluff, eddie being a tease (let me know if I missed anything)

Lips Like Honey

It was bad, really bad, but you couldn’t keep your mind from wandering, couldn’t even say when this had started, but at one point, your eyes had landed on Eddie’s lips when you’d been sitting at the table in the cafeteria and you’d wondered what they would feel like on your own lips, on your skin. You’d quickly shaken your head to get that idea out of your head, cheeks burning with embarrassment, because this was nothing you should think about someone who was your friend - and Eddie was your friend, wasn’t he? A couple of weeks ago, he’d asked you to sit with them, since you’d realised that you liked the same stuff, that you were in great company with the boys of Hellfire, and it had proven to be the best decision. Ever since then, you’d been looking forward to your lunch breaks, and to the Club meetings that you were allowed to join to get to know the game.

“You can join us for the next campaign, you know? Make your own character.” Eddie pulled you from your thoughts, your eyes landing on his lips again, which they tended to do even more when he was speaking. Your own lips opened, but closed again, while you slowly looked up at him like he’d just caught you doing something illegal.

“We’ll definitely help you!” Dustin said before Eddie could say what had been on the tip of his tongue. Probably for the better, because he didn’t really want to embarrass you in front of the others, but he’d definitely noticed you staring at his lips again and again, and it made him curious. Especially because you tried to hide it all the time, because you always got so flustered after you’d stared at his lips probably a moment too long. He’d also noticed you squirming in your seat, but ever since he’d noticed, he hadn’t caught you alone.

“Yeah… sounds good,” you managed to say, giving Dustin a faint smile, before you concentrated on your sandwich. That way you didn’t have to look up at Eddie again, whose eyes were boring into you.

Even in class, you began daydreaming when he was there. He didn’t even say anything in class, but he focused on scribbling something down in his notebook - probably lyrics that just came to his mind - or started to draw something, but you couldn’t see what. Because your eyes were glued to his lips again, to the way the tip of his tongue was sticking out. Something he always did when he was concentrating on something.

You cursed yourself for your vivid imagination, because the pictures in your head immediately made you squirm in your seat. You were lucky that your teacher was so focused on delivering his speech, because you wouldn’t have realised if he’d talked to you in that moment. Because in your head, you were somewhere private, Eddie’s lips moving all over your body. Normally, these thoughts were reserved for your dreams that always left you frustrated, because Eddie was nowhere near when you woke up.

“Y/N? Hey, can you hear me?” Eddie snapped his fingers in front of your face, which made you jump a little, hand on your chest to calm your racing heart. You quickly glanced around only to see that everyone except for you two had already filed out of the room because the lesson was over. “You alright? You kinda zoned out there for a bit.” He couldn’t hide the smirk on his lips, because he’d caught you staring again. And you were doing it now as well, only for a moment, before you caught yourself and scrambled up to put your books in your bag and get going.

“Yeah, fine. Just…” You wet your suddenly dry lips with your tongue trying to come up with an explanation. “Just a lot on my mind.”

“You sure that’s it?” Eddie leaned back against his table, arms crossed over his chest, while he kept looking at you like he just caught you doing… what you’d been doing.

“Yeah… yep. See you later!” Nearly tripping over your own feet, you made it out of the room and down the hall, because you just needed to get away. Away from him, away from school to hopefully get a grip.

It probably helped that you didn’t see Eddie until the next Hellfire Club meeting for the end of the current campaign. You’d promised that you’d be there, and you really thought you’d be alright. The meetings were always so lively, so energetic that you had to follow, that your attention was drawn away from Eddie, even though you loved listening to him, and watching him talk. But it was better for you to get that distraction. What you hadn’t expected, though, was that Eddie was in the room alone by the time you arrived. You were usually the last one to get there, and so you’d thought it would be the same right now as well. But it was just the two of you.

“Where is everyone?” you asked, putting your bag down next to your usual spot next to Eddie, because you had the perfect overview from there, and it would have been weird if you’d chosen a different spot today.

“They’re running a bit late as it seems.”

“All of them?”

“Don’t ask me, I’m the one who is already here,” he said with a smirk, because he’d told everyone that they would start half an hour later except for you. Because he’d realised that you’d been keeping your distance, even avoiding him, after you hadn’t spent your lunch breaks with them. He had a pretty good idea what this was about, but he had to find out, had to make sure, and therefore, he wanted to be alone with you.

“So, I haven’t seen you in the last couple of days. Everything alright? You sleep well?” Eddie inched closer to you, leaning over to put his face even closer to yours. “Have any nice dreams?”

His voice dropped lower, and when you cast your eyes downward to his lips, you could see that lopsided smile that made you swallow. You were glad that you were seated right now, because that voice mixed with that look did things to you, that you didn’t want to say out loud.

“So tell me… why do you always look at my lips?”

His words made you hold your breath. You’d been way too obvious for your own good, and you’d had a feeling that he’d caught up with that, but that he asked you about it now, made you wish that the floor beneath you would open up and swallow you whole. At least until he kept talking.

“Been thinking about what they could do?” He leaned even closer now, his lips brushing against your cheek, while his hand landed on you thigh for leverage. “How they would feel on your skin?” He’d seen right through you, and you couldn’t suppress a whimper when his lips made contact with the shell of your ear. “Because I’d gladly show you. Been thinking about this as well.”

“Eddie…” you whispered, but it came out more like a moan. That sound made Eddie’s grip on your thigh tighten, and he pulled back a little.“Just say the word and we can make these thoughts reality.” Now, his eyes were lingering on your lips, waiting for you to say something, but before you could do that, the door opened, making you both pull back when the others filed into the room. Your heart was still racing in your chest, and Eddie’s look told you that he was still waiting for an answer - and he’d get that answer once you finished that campaign, knowing that it would be torture for Eddie. But after weeks of dreaming about him, of torturing yourself, it was only fair that he got to suffer a little before you yelled yes from the top of your lungs.

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[raibebe]

Kinktober Day 3: Petplay

Genre: smut Words: 1334 Prompt: boyfriend Jaemin x female reader

Warnings: kitten play, tail butt plug, oral (f), fingering, slight anal play, squirting

A/N: I knew I would have gotten jumped if I didn't choose Petplay for this day lmao. Hope you enjoy this as much as the other times I dabbled in kitten play even though this one is a liiiiittle more intense.

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“You look so pretty tonight,” Jaemin smiled when he came back to your shared room from his shower, his dark hair messy and sweats hanging low on his hips, “Something special tonight?” “No,” you waved it off, a mischievous smile on your lips. For a second, Jaemin narrowed his eyes at you before he decided to play along, raking his eyes over your body: The white babydoll wasn’t new, he had gotten it for your anniversary and you had worn it a couple of times already. The matching white collar wrapped around your throat also wasn’t unusual and neither were the little cat ears poking out from your hair. Nothing you did every day but also nothing unfamiliar.

“Guess my kitty just wanted to be showered in praise,” he eventually said, slowly climbing onto the bed as well, his dark eyes never leaving your face and you loved to bask in his undivided attention even if it made heat spring to your face. “My beautiful kitten,” he whispered, gently cupping your face, his thumb stroking over your glossy lips and it was just too tempting to not let your tongue dart out to kitten lick his finger.

“Want something in your mouth?” He chuckled, pressing his thumb down on your tongue. You just looked up at him from beneath your lashes, squirming around on the bed to not quite reveal what indeed was special about tonight just yet. “What are you hiding, kitten?” “Nothing,” you smiled innocently, pressing down on Jaemin’s chest until he got the memo to sit back against the headboard so you could climb onto his lap. “There is something you’re hiding,” he mused, his hands finding your waist to steady you while yours found their way into his hair, tugging on the strands at the back of his head until he bared his neck for you to press kisses into the fading hickeys.

“I did something,” you confessed, but instead of elaborating you raked your teeth over Jaemin’s pulse until you found a nice spot to mark, a surprised moan falling from his lips when you ground down against him. “What did you do, kitten?” He asked, his voice already slightly raspier than usual as he let his hands roam your hips to help you grind against him. “Not telling.”

“Don’t be like this,” he clicked his tongue, harshly grabbing two handfuls of your ass and kneading the flesh, the action so sudden, a moan got stuck in your throat. “Fuck,” you breathlessly cursed, fingers digging into Jaemin’s shoulders to ground yourself, not willing to succumb to your pleasure yet. “You’re not this sensitive usually, kitten,” he just chuckled, adjusting his grip on your ass but before he could squeeze again, he froze beneath you, his eyes going wide. “Kitten? What..?” For some reason you couldn’t meet his eyes, hiding your face in his neck as you threw your arms around him. Maybe this had been a stupid idea. Maybe he didn’t like it. Maybe you had finally pushed too far. “Are you..?” He still didn’t voice the full question, instead letting his fingers brush against the soft fur he had felt instead of being met with the lace of the matching panties to the babydoll. “Fuck,” he cursed breathlessly once his brain had seemed to finally make the connection, fingers toying with the metal plug the sleek white tail was attached to, the sensation making your breath hitch and you had to bite down on your lower lip to keep yourself from whimpering.

“Look at me, kitten,” Jaemin demanded, softly pinching your side but you just squirmed, tightening your arms around him. How could you face him right now? “Please kitten, I can’t kiss you like this,” he asked again, softer this time. And the mention of kisses, made you slowly look up to find his eyes darker than you had ever seen them, something dangerous clouding them.

“I’ll ask once and I want you to be honest. Are you wearing a tail for me?” “Yes, Nana,” you answered breathlessly, captivated by his strong gaze. Another colorful curse dripped from his lips before he crashed them into yours in a kiss that had your head spin and moan against his chapped lips. His hands wouldn’t stop touching you everywhere, roaming over your body, squeezing your hips, your ass, gently tugging on the tail so the plug would tease your rim.

“Nana,” you whined when Jaemin broke the kiss to instead suck a bruise right above where your collar sat snugly against your throat. “Can you get on your hands and knees for me, kitten?” He rasped against your skin. “Y-Yes,” you stuttered, almost getting whiplash from how fast Jaemin was leaning back to give you room to do so.

Somehow this was even more embarrassing, your mind not completely taken over by pleasure but already clouded enough that the embarrassment from baring yourself to your boyfriend only made your heart beat faster to pump thick arousal through your veins. Behind you, you could hear Jaemin shuffle, probably getting rid of his sweats before you felt the warmth of his body behind you, his breath fanning over your ass. “You’re incredible, kitten,” he praised before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your core, “So wet already. All from playing with your ass and getting yourself ready for me. Don’t even need me to do anything, you’re just made to take my cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Nana,” you whined but pressed closer to his face anyways, prompting him to taste your arousal. Not missing a beat, Jaemin made you lose the hold you had on your last coherent thought with clever strokes of his tongue. “Nana, Nana, Nana,” you chanted his name like it was the only thing you knew how to say, trying your hardest to keep your knees from giving out, already having succumbed to burying your face in the covers, your hands helplessly clutching the fabric. “Can you cum for me, kitten?” Jaemin rasped, replacing his tongue with two of his slender fingers, curling them expertly against your walls.

You could just weakly sob out what you hoped was a positive answer, overtaken by too many different sensations when he thrust his tongue back into you alongside his fingers while his other hand went to toy with your plug, gently tugging on it to tease your rim, the sparks of pain so addicting it had you rocking your hips against him. “Come on kitten, I know you want to cum so bad,” Jaemin all but growled, fucking his fingers faster inside you, busying his mouth with sucking hickeys to the backs of your thighs. You could feel your orgasm approach from a mile away, the feeling slowly building up more and more but what made it suddenly crash over you was a particularly harsh tug on the plug that stretched your rim around the widest part of it before it slid back inside. That was when your legs finally gave out and broken moans of Jaemin’s name fell past your lips, not unlike a prayer as you shook from the force of the orgasm.

“Oh kitten,” you could hear him chuckle, “You made such a mess.” Through your haze, you hadn’t even realized your release was dripping down your thighs. “I’m sorry, Nana,” you slurred, hiccuping when you felt him drag his fingers through your folds, the sound so obscenely wet it made him moan deep in his chest. “Nothing to be sorry for, kitten. You know how much I love it when my kitten gets all filthy.” “Only for you,” you promised, a lazy smile spreading over your lips when you felt Jaemin’s hands gently caressing your body, slowly coaxing you back to your knees.

“You still want my cock?” He asked and you could basically hear the smirk in his voice as he ground his cock against your core. “Yes please,” you sighed, presenting yourself further to him. “Then show me where you want it, kitten.”

[genevievemd]

The Heart Wants...

Book: Open Heart: Second Year (Post 2.3) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure) Word Count: 1334 Rating: G  Category: Angst, Ethan POV Trope(s): and there’s some good ol’ Pining

A/N: After going on a terrible blind date, Ethan agrees to meet up with Genevieve. But it’s harder than they both imagined. 

Warnings: none

A/N: Ya’ll I actually managed not to give this a “happy ending” and I’m super proud of myself. Also, the title for the next fic in the timeline (a Bk 2, ch 4 fic) is in this... can you find it? 

Also, I did not proof read, like a savage. 

Also also, submitting this for @choicesficwriterscreations​ “Please Be Prompt” for this weeks angst prompt - which is in bold. 

He should have said no to this. Should have simply thanked her for saving him from an awful blind date and ended their text exchange there. 

Instead, Ethan agreed to meet up at a coffee shop that was open late and spend the rest of his evening with Genevieve. 

He told himself on the drive over that it was simply two friends meeting up, a thank you for the bail out, that it had nothing to do with the feelings he still carried for her. 

But it did. 

It would be the first time Ethan would see her and be alone with her outside the hospital since they visited the Stevenson home. And he could already feel his heart come alive at the thought. 

He pulls into the parking lot behind the café, shutting off the care with a strangled sigh. His hands gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. The reset should have been easy, it wasn’t as if he was in love with Genevieve. 

No, he hadn’t crossed that line yet. No matter how much his barricaded heart screamed for her. 

Ethan Ramsey was not falling in love with his resident. And he’d never allow himself to. 

Which was the reason he even agreed to the date Baz had set up for him. To prove to himself that the reset was the right decision and he could, in fact, move on from whatever was developing between him and Genevieve. 

The friendship they’d formed over the last year was as far as they could and would ever go now. 

Ethan finally exits his car, swallowing the lump in his throat. Repeating over and over that he was only meeting her as a friend.

Nothing more, nothing less.

He opens the door to the small café, his eyes instantly finding Genevieve. She’s at a table near the back, eyes full of sorrow as she twirls the spoon around her cup.

Shame washes over him, because he had made her sad. He put that frown on her perfect face.

In his haste to extract himself from the date, it didn’t occur to Ethan that the knowledge of him being on said date would cause Genevieve pain.

Though, it should have.

His rookie wore her heart on her sleeve, her every emotion on her face at any given time, for the world to see.

He knew she still wanted him, was still holding out hope that Ethan would rescind the reset and they’d be together.

But he won’t and, in time, Gen would come to accept it. And begin to move on herself.

He ignores the sharp pain he feels in his heart at the thought of her with someone else, and maneuvers his way to the table. 

“Hey.” 

The pain he just saw disappears as she looks up at him. Her smile so bright its as if she is the sun itself. 

“Hi. I was going to order you something, but I wasn’t sure.” 

“That’s fine.” Ethan sits across from her, returning her smile. 

Its incredible how quickly she can change his moods. Just being near her, being able to see the freckle in her right eye and rosiness of her cheeks, makes his entire body relax. No one else has ever had that effect on him. Which was why he needed to flee to the jungle, put distance between them. 

Both physically and emotionally. 

“So, a vegan blogger?” Genevieve smirks, taking a sip of her tea. 

“I have no idea what Mirani was thinking.” 

“Doesn’t seem like he knows your type at all.” 

“It would seem that way, yes.” 

He catches the flash of agony that flickers across her face, even as Gen tries to hide it behind her tea cup. 

“I’m sorry.” He offers, solemnly. 

“For what? It’s not like I’m anything other than your friend.” She shrugs, the bite in her words piercing through his defenses. 

Reminding Ethan, once again, of the pain he’s caused her. 

“I didn’t mean to upset you, G.” 

“You didn’t.” 

“I did. I can see it all over your face.” 

“Yeah, well…” She takes a deep breath, looking away from him. “That’s what happens when they guy you like goes on a date with someone else.” 

“I didn’t have a good time.” 

“That doesn’t make it any better, Ethan.” 

“You know it has to be this way, it’s for the best.” He so badly wants to reach for her hand, but that would be counterproductive. 

If he felt her skin, touched her in any way, it would be like opening up a wound that’s just started to heal. Or an addict giving in to temptation. 

He needed to keep his hands to himself, and fight, with everything he has, the urge he has to hold her hand. 

“It doesn’t feel like it.” Genevieve takes another deep breath, squeezing her eyes shut. 

“It will, in time.” 

“Sometimes, I think you mean, or meant, more to be me than I do to you. It wouldn’t be this easy for you if I did.” 

He watched the tiniest tear escape her eyes and fall down her cheek. Another glaring reason why Ethan never should have agreed to meet her tonight. It was too painful, for her and for him. 

“I don’t know what to say anymore, Gen. You know my reasons for the reset and agreeing to go on that date tonight. If you can’t accept them, then –” 

“I can, I have. I just don’t operate like you. I can’t just shut my feelings off or shove them into a box and throw them away.” She finally looks at him again, a fire in her green eyes. “I can’t just forget what happened between us. Maybe you can, but I can’t.” 

“I haven’t forgotten.” The admission, for some reason, feels like a weight being lifted. A secret he hadn’t know he was keeping being brought into the light. 

Because, he was right, he hadn’t forgotten. He thought about her every spare second he had in the amazon. Even now, working beside her day in and day out, all he thinks about was how it felt to kiss Genevieve, to hold her in his arms. 

It was the very reason the reset was so hard. When it should have been easy. 

Perhaps, he was wrong before. Maybe Ethan was, or had already started to fall in love with the woman sitting across from him. 

Maybe she was already so much more than his very close friend. His best friend, is what Gen called herself. 

Maybe, she was already so deep in his veins, that his heart now depended on her to survive. 

And that, was a fate worse than death. 

Ethan depended on no one, and he wasn’t about to start now. 

He had to stand firm, and erase every feeling he had for her and make sure Genevieve did the same. 

“I’m sorry.” 

He’s startled from his thoughts by her voice, her melodic tone pulling him back to reality. 

“I don’t want to fight, or start a fight. I’m gonna go freshen up and then when I come back we’ll start over and you can tell me all about the vegan blogger from hell. Okay?” Gen offers him a sad smile, a brave face. 

“Okay.” 

She gets up from the table before Ethan can say more, disappearing into the back room. 

Ethan leans back in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose as he closes his eyes in defeat. 

This would be the last time he allows them to be alone together. After tonight, for both their sakes, he’s putting his foot down. No more meetings at Derry Roaster’s before work, or texts pertaining to anything but work. This was the last time. 

He’ll be the bad guy, if it saves them from ruin. He’ll make sure they both let go of their feelings and pining for what could have been. 

They’ll be Dr. Ramsey and Dr. McClure once more. 

Exactly as it always should have stayed.

A/N: He’s a dummy. But we love him anyway. 

Tagging Separately. 

[ashyblondwaves]

“you have enough toys, satisfy yourself.”

Or if you’re feeling fluffy

“Just wear my sweater, you’ll be okay”

Thanks so much for sending in a prompt! I can't promise this will be any good cause I haven't written in a while and totally fell out of practice, but it's something!

It was MCU!Vision's birthday a few days ago, so I went ahead and wrote this belatedly for him. Thanks again for the prompt!

Trip Around The Sun

Words: 1334 Rating: E Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/Vision

Wanda was awake. Vision could tell by the way her breathing quickened next to him and the gentle hum of her energy began to buzz through the room once again. He lay on his back, head tilted in Wanda’s direction so he could watch her through hooded eyes. Open enough to see her, but not for her to notice. He watched her every chance he got and especially loved to observe her when she didn’t know it was happening. 

Wanda sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before gathering up her thick auburn tresses into a messy bun at the top of her head. A turn, a stretch and soon Vision felt the mattress dip close to his body and the heaviness of Wanda’s form making contact as she expertly straddled his hips. 

“I know you’re awake,” she murmured, pressing her soft palms against Vision’s chest and sliding them down to his stomach. “You never keep your systems hibernating passed seven.” 

Vision turned to look at Wanda, a smile playing on his lips. 

“You know me too well,” he said, a hand sliding up to grip Wanda’s hip. 

Wanda smiled back as she stared down at Vision through her eyelashes. 

“Happy Birthday, Vis.” 

Vision laughed, “Are we really going to acknowledge this?”

“Of course we are!” Wanda. 

“It’s also the day we met.” 

“Seven years,” Wanda murmured. 

Seven years since he first laid eyes on the beautiful woman on top of him. Her naked body was glorious and Vision reveled in the sight before him. His hand slid up and down her creamy skin as he looked up at her with awe. She wanted him. Literally and figuratively. And she wanted him often. Him.

“Tell me what you want?” Wanda hummed, snapping Vision out of his thoughts. She placed her hand over his and guided it to her breast. “It’s your day.” 

Vision paused, his hand stilling at the curve of Wanda’s breast. His thumb traced lazy circles over the soft skin as his thoughts drifted back to his love of watching her. He rose, propping himself up on his elbows. 

“I want to watch you…” his eyes lingered at her breasts, where his hand just was, her pebbled nipples, the creamy skin. “Pleasure yourself.” 

Wanda tilted her head, comprehension washing over her features. 

“What would you like to see?” she teased, taking her breasts in her hands and squeezing them together while thumbing her nipples. She leaned forward and pressed her breasts against Vision’s chest. Coaxing a moan from him. 

“Everything,” he gasped, his cock twitching at the thought of watching Wanda make herself come.  

Wanda shook her head. 

“No.” 

“No?”

“Tell me what you want to see,” Wanda urged. 

“You have enough toys,” Vision said, pointing to the nightstand at Wanda’s side of the bed.  “Satisfy yourself.”

A mischievous grin played at Wanda’s lips as she rolled over to the night stand and opened the drawer. 

“Which one, Birthday Boy?” She purred, hovering her hand over the open drawer full of toys. 

“The little black one,” Vision replied. He knew she loved that one, the way the tip covered her entire clit and was powerful enough to make her come in minutes.

Wanda was happy to oblige, plucking the small, black toy from the drawer. It looked like a tube of lipstick. 

“How do you want me?” Wanda asked. 

“Lie on your back,” Vision instructed, his eyes never leaving Wanda’s small frame as she got into position. “Spread your legs.” 

Vision’s eyes trailed down his wife’s body. The swell of her breasts, her soft stomach and hips that he loved to grip when he pounded into her. As Wanda opened her legs, Vision saw that she was already so wet. It wouldn’t take long for her to come. 

“What next, sweetheart?” Wanda muttered as the gentle vibrating of the toy sounded. 

“Play with your clit,” Vision said, rising to his knees, his half hard cock in hand.He gave the shaft a gentle squeeze before stroking it a few times, eyes trained on Wanda’s wet cunt. 

“Ohhh,” Wanda hummed as the vibrating bullet made contact with her clit. She sucked in a breath and began to trace small circles around the nerve. Her free hand moved up to squeeze her breast, her hips mindlessly swirling as she played with herself. 

Vision began to pump his cock faster, his eyes never leaving Wanda. 

“I’m going to come, Vis,” Wanda moaned. 

He knew it wouldn’t take long. 

Just then, as Vision ran his palm across the head of his cock, Wanda threw her head back. Her body seized with the intensity of her orgasm. 

“Vis!” she cried out, pulling the bullet from her throbbing middle as her climax spread throughout her body. 

Vision watched as Wanda’s middle pulsed. He was impossibly hard and began to stroke himself faster, eager to find the same bliss as Wanda did. 

“No, no!” Wanda cried out, stopping Vision in his tracks. “I want you inside me when you come. Fuck me, Vis.” 

Wanda spread her legs wider, a welcome invitation to Vision as he walked on his knees and positioned himself between Wanda’s legs. 

“Let’s do both while you watch,” Wanda suggested, bringing the black bullet back into the picture. “In a minute, I’m still sensitive.” 

Vision nodded before covering Wanda’s body with his and leaning in for a searing kiss. His cock brushed against Wanda’s wet middle and she shuddered under him. 

“Please,” she said timidly. “I need you inside me.” 

Vision nodded and scooted his hips, lining the head of his cock up against Wanda’s center and with one snap of his hips he was buried inside her. She sighed, a sound that Vision could only describe as relief as he began to thrust. Slowly, at first, but his movements soon became faster just as Wanda brought the black bullet back to her clit. Vision’s eyes traveled everywhere. To her breasts bouncing as he fucked her, her head thrashing from side to side as moan spilled from her lips and most importantly, to where they were connected. 

His cock slid in and out of Wanda’s wet cunt as she toyed with her clit. Just the sight of Vision disappearing inside of Wanda while she played with herself almost made him come. 

“Darling,” Vision ground out, hips slapping against Wanda with the force of his thrusts. “Come for me. I want to feel you coming on me.”

“Oh God,”’ Wanda whimpered. “I love it when you talk like that.” 

Where Vision enjoyed watching Wanda, Wanda enjoyed hearing Vision. Hearing him tell her what he wanted, hearing him moan her name and most of all hearing him come. 

With that, Vision grabbed Wanda’s hips and pounded into her, his moans mixing with grunts and suddenly, Wanda’s center was throbbing around Vision’s cock. He was covered in her, slick and close to the edge as he kept his thrusts coming, chasing his release. 

“Wanda,” Vision moaned, burying his head in the crook of her neck. He continued to thrust holding on to her body as though she’d disappear if he let her go. 

And then he crumbled. His body seized, cock pulsing as he emptied himself into Wanda. 

They lay in bed, spent and satiated. Wanda’s breaths came out in heavy huffs as Vision came down from the nearly overwhelming sensations to his systems. 

“That took a turn,” Wanda laughed. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Vision asked. “What could you possibly be sorry for?”

“This was about what you wanted, not me.” 

“Do you believe for a single moment that I’d be upset that you want to be with me intimately?”

Wanda fell silent, a smile creeping up on her face. 

“No, I guess not,” she reasoned. “Did you have fun?”

“You tell me,” Vision said, bringing Wanda’s hand to his chest where it was warm and working overtime because of the morning’s activities. 

Wanda rubbed the warm spot, curling up closer to Vision’s side. 

“Happy Birthday, Darling.”

[fallinfl0wers]

hello!! can i request for prompt 13 with xiao and gn! reader? (romantic) since im in the mood to feel depressed rn, i would like for it to be angsty :> and also l rlly love how unique and interesting your lyrics-based prompt event is!

13. “If a second life that’s different from now came to me, would I be by your side? Would you be by my side?” Second Life - SEVENTEEN from the lyric prompt list! thank you for your request! it's sad xiao hours, huh... here you go, i hope you like it! also thank you for getting interested in the event <3 warnings: gn reader, fluff to angst, mentions of death (reader's) and reincarnation but there's no happy ending (i'm so sorry xiao <|3), implied suicide, also somehow a modern!teyvat (as in there's technology like in our time and stuff but it's still the game universe) and somehow soulmate au but not really. it's implied you have some relationship with an unnamed woman in your second life, can be read as platonic or romantic. word count: 1334 words (i couldn't control myself-)

Life, death and reincarnation are something Xiao is no stranger to.

Life is something he takes from demons and beasts in order to protect the life of the innocent ones. Life is something he took from countless innocent ones, once upon atime.

Death was something he became greatly acquainted with. Always barely brushing it, yet always away from it. Death was something he didn't bat an eye to, not anymore.

Reincarnation isn't something as uncommon as ones may think it is. To someone like him, who has walked this earth for far too long, seeing reincarnated people walk through the paths of Liyue isn't difficult, though he couldn't be bothered to remember who was who.

It wasn't like he had been close to too many people, and it wasn't like too many people remembered who or what they had been in their past lives, anyway.

"Say, Xiao..." He looked at you, who were sitting right next to him, a blanket covering your legs while your back rested against the wall of the balcony, your head tilted up to see the stars twinkling away. "Are soulmates real?"

He blinks at your question, blank expression unchanging through his explanation.

"They are not. A soul is already complete by just existing in and of itself, and is tied to no other no matter how much you mortals have romanticized its concept." You smiled at him, a sad sparkle shining in your eyes as you did so.

"So it's like that, huh..."

He felt your fingers intertwining with his own, as you tilted your head to look him in the eye.

"Still, I want to be with you in my next life as well." Xiao's eyes widened imperceptibly, and he gave a gentle squeeze to your hand as you continued your thought. "Though, it may be a bit hard to find you when the time comes if soulmates aren't real..."

He feels his heart fluttering at your wish to spend more than a lifetime with him. He reaches out to leave a kiss on your temple, before resting his head on your shoulder, not wanting to let go of this sweet, kind feeling you brought to him.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know what. And still, it wasn't necessary. You two had always known how to communicate even without words.

Silently, you ran a hand through his hair.

This, Xiao thought, was happiness.

Your relationship with him, you, yourself, were his happiness.

But time isn't kind.

And the years go by, and what you could've described as a whole century was nothing but a few instants to him.

And you're not there by his side anymore.

In fact, no mortal he held close in the time you were alive was there anymore.

The traveler and their companion merely vanished without a trace one day, while Verr Goldet and the entirety of Wangshu Inn left this plane of existence when their time came, the building itself eventually changing to adapt to the new necessities of travelling humans as time went by; his presence there remaining a legend some people, lovers or students about to take their college entrance exams would leave offerings to him on the place that used to be the usual spot of your meetings together in hopes of getting his blessing or protection, they didn't exactly know.

His role in history, as well, was also almost lost to time for a majority of people.

And still, he couldn't die.

How did he manage? He still doesn't know. Perhaps it was the hope of finding you once again. Though after so many centuries, he might as well give up.

"If a second life that's different from now came to me, would I be by your side?" He found himself wondering while thinking about you, merely staring blankly at the night sky, sitting on top of a high mountain in Jueyun Karst, the only place he could still recognize from the days when you were still here.

The place itself was untouched for the most part, since adepti and their abodes were still respected and very much worshipped, though considered a long, distant legend of the past. Not many people dared to step there, though it's not like they didn't try to exploit the land for their own interests, they always failed. Somehow, everything went wrong when humans tried to build anything there, so they just gave up after a while, and given how far it was from civilization and the main roads, it wasn't every day that someone decided to walk through the karst.

So he was fairly startled when he noticed a presence stepping closer and closer. Spear on hand, he stood and looked around, before his sight focused on the spot, still far from where he stood, where a young-looking woman climbed up until a relatively high spot. She reached her hand for someone else to take and helped this second person get to ground next to them.

That's when he let his spear fall from his hands.

He recognized those eyes, scaredly looking around next to that woman. He recognized them. He recognized you. He remembered you.

Exactly the same as when you met, you were holding a lantern and looking around while the woman next to you held onto your arm with one of hers while holding her cellphone against her ear with her free hand.

Ah... so you did reincarnate.

He lets out a shaky laugh as he watches the two of you struggle to, as far as he can hear, find your way back to the main road.

Judging by the way your clothes were dirty and a bit torn on some places, he can only guess you had gone through a rather difficult experience.

His mind goes blank, and he feels his cheeks getting wet with hot tears as he keeps staring at you from the distance.

Finally.

After centuries of grieving your loss and enduring the voices in his head, he finally meets you again.

He can finally reach out and hold you again like you said you would when you met him on your next life and--

Xiao hears sobbing coming from your female companion and blinks, finally looking properly through his tears. That's when he saw you holding her tight in your arms, your own tears drenching her clothes as she clings to you for dear life.

He freezes on his spot.

Ah...

Whatever happened to the two of you must've been hard, and he wasn't there to protect you even though he had promised you he would.

"Let's stick together no matter what, okay? We'll get out of this, together." He can make out your voice talking in low whispers to the young woman you had embraced.

If only he had the ability to express what he felt with his voice or expression, he would.

But all he can do is stare and resign.

He should've known. No soul is tied to another.

Even if he met you, he can't reach out to you and he can't hold you again.

All he can do is cry in silence, as he watches how you and your companion walk away from Jueyun Karst, tightly holding onto each other's hands to avoid getting separated, guided by his anemo powers.

When you're out of his sight, he falls to his knees.

A rather high-pitched, pathetic whimper left his lips as he clutched the ground underneath him. Dark, steam-like miasma surrounding him as he feels his karmic binds clutch him and asphyxiate him with no mercy. His resilience finally starting to break down, loud voices mocking him and reminding him that he was always meant to agonize and die and rot alone and there was no way he deserved you at all--

He tries to fight against it, but he can't find it on himself to truly try.

As he struggles to hold his spear tightly on his hands, his sanity slowly slipping away without him wanting it to, he wonders how things could have been different.

If a second life different from the one he had came to him, would he be truly worthy of holding your body against his again?

If he weren't as cursed and filthy as he had been- if only his life had been different, then- then--

Would he be by your side?

His fingers twitched.

As you and your companion now walked following the highway towards the city, you both can't help but stop on your tracks to jump and turn around after hearing a piercing scream resounding through the land. From your location you could see a black cloud darkening the top of a peak in Jueyun Karst for a second, and then it all dispersed not even a minute after you heard it. Cars stopped and people stepped out of their vehicles to try and understand what happened, the inhuman scream resounding on all the present's heads.

And you cry, feeling as if you've just lost something, an important part of yourself.

It looks like Xiao was wrong.

Some souls are tied to each other, after all.

[i-mybrunettelady]

ty for boosting the prompts, as I did not see them originally xD this one was too good Not to send, so have ❛let’s fuck some shit up is my legal middle name.❜ for whoever it fits best! :D @kerra-and-company

Ty for the ask! This gave me incredible El energy and I'm not entirely sure I fit the prompt but I had this dialogue in my head and since this is my last fic of 2021, I think some El and Nyra is in order. Happy New year's, y'all :D

The fic assumes basic knowledge of this one!

---- prompt: let’s fuck some shit up is my legal middle name

--- Divinity's Reach, 1334 AE

There's the issue of cats. The mansion may be giant and he doesn't really have an issue with that (even if the design is too Ascalonian for his tastes) and there is an amazing (cross his heart and hope to die that El would never admit or use that exact word) collection of magical weapons, mostly staves. The noise suits him, but...

But there are cats. Twelve of them. No, really. Twelve little shits running around. If Trahearne wasn't staring him down, he'd suggest letting them into the weapons' room. Liv wanted to laugh his tail off when one by one, they climbed over El's head and decided he was a good cat tree.

He managed to shoo most away. But this one, a little ginger menace, kept coming back. So El's running around the three-level mansion trying to get this one cat to know that he isn't a cat tree.

"Kas, Jory, Rytlock," he hears Nyra say from a nearby room, "I will be painfully honest with you." A pause. "I look like I beat my wife in this."

"Better than that dandy shit you're going for usually," Rytlock says. "You look reasonably warrior-like now. Y'know, like you beat your enemies. Not your wife."

"Two things can be true at once, Rytlock. And the only thing that makes this outfit warrior-like is that it shows I have muscle. And uh, scars."

"That's not a bad look, Nyra," a female voice says.

"See! Jory agrees! Besides, ladies love scars. You might catch a wife if you go out like this."

"Tribune Brimstone," Nyra says firmly, "do I look like I am in need of a wife? A spouse I do not already have?"

"I dunno how your laws feel about bigamy, Nyra. Rawr."

Now, El isn't exactly ladies or a wife but he's curious. He hears a meow down the hallway but the image of Nyra in a self-described "wife-beater" outfit really takes precedence. So he knocks, as is only polite and Trahearne would be angry if he wasn't polite here, so.

"Enter," Marjory shouts and he opens the door.

"Flaming brambles, Alysannyra, who made you wear this!" he comments loudly, blinking. "It's horrible!"

"I know!" she bangs her hands against a nearby table and points. "Even Elandrin agrees!"

"I can disagree, if you feel the same way I do," he snickers.

"I'd rather you didn't." A pause, and then she adds, conspiratorially, "I like to think we don't have to be at odds at all times. Even if it's for an outfit choice."

"Since when is he here, Nyra?" a blonde woman asks warily.

"This is Trahearne's house as much as mine and he has a right to invite guests over. Even if said guests and I are... Elandrin and me, honestly," Nyra shrugs. "And to answer your question, Elandrin, it's Rytlock. He made me."

"Tribune Brimstone," El starts, "I have to say your taste is worse than a pile of shit. And I just wanted to say that you shouldn't, under any, any, any, any circumstance beat your beloved, especially you, Alysannyra."

"Do not go there," Nyra sighs. "I know you shouldn't beat your beloved. I have morals, you know."

"Questionable but I'll accept it. Now it's only moral you get changed now. That dandy from three centuries ago look really suits you better than this."

"Happy Wintersday, everyone," Nyra laughs, incredulously. "Dwayna has blessed us with an agreement!"

"Twig, just for this you're off the hook," Rytlock grumbles. "For now." A snarl. "Your boyfriend doesn't dress too differently from what I've seen."

"But he's my boyfriend and you're not," El concludes. The blonde woman stares at them all with an unimpressed face.

El has more important things to do now, like making sure he isn't used a cat tree anymore, so he loudly closes the door behind him.

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Bonus:

"Nyra, a question for you," Kas asks as she helps Nyra tie the corset behind her back. "Do you always interact with him like this?"

Nyra laughs quietly. "A few months ago it was awkward, and a few years ago, he wanted me dead, so I'd say sarcasm is better than any of that. A Wintersday miracle, if I may say so myself."

A Wintersday miracle indeed.

[ye0ncore]

regret - jake shim <3

req by anon: can i request prompt list number 39, 41, 50 + jake, thankyou!!

note: thank you for the req anon 🥺 i’m back!! i missed writing a lot haha i couldn’t stay away for too long 🥺 i missed all my amazing readers too, you guys are the best <33

>> prompts: “are you avoiding me?” , “you’re breaking my heart.” , “i’m not leaving you alone like this.”

>> pairing: jake x female reader

>> rating and genre: g, pg if you don’t like angst,

>> warnings: angst, some strong language

>> word count: 1334

“y/n? are you okay in there,” you mother asked for the hundredth time that day. you appreciated her caring, but you just wanted to be left alone. there was only one person you wanted to talk to, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to. you missed him like crazy. he just up and left you, leaving you broken and confused.

he was moving away. and he told you in a text. if that wasn’t enough, he told you the day he was leaving. he told you in the same text in which he broke up with you in. it wasn’t even a paragraph telling you how much he would miss you and how much he loves you. it was only a few sentences, but it was enough to break your heart.

ever since, things had been going downhill. your grades dropped significantly. you quit your extra curricular activities. you almost never left your room, making your friends and family incredibly worried. they knew how much jake meant to you. he was your whole world, and to have it all ripped away from you, was the worst pain to experience.

your parents had done everything they could think of to help you. they took you out, made your favorite food, even had movie nights where the only things you guys would watch were your favorites. your friends did their best as well. but nothing they tried, seemed to even come close to bringing you out of the hole you were in. they knew the only thing that may help was jake, but that wasn’t going to happen. or so everyone thought.

a few days later at school, you walked in wearing the new normal for you. sweatpants and a hoodie. you walked to your locker, earning a few sympathetic looks from your friends. you walked to class, your eyes looking down the whole time. you sat in the back, and got on your phone, passing the time by with tiktok. a few gasps brought you out of your thought bubble, making you look up. you froze in your spot. it was jake, in the flesh. why was he back? he moved a few months ago, so why on earth was he here?

he looked around and when his eyes met yours, his face softened. you looked down at your phone, wanting so badly to disappear. you mentally cursed yourself for being somewhat excited, even after what he did. admittedly, you missed him so much. and seeing him just made it worse. and just your luck, the only seat left, was the one beside you. he took his seat, set his stuff down and got out his notebooks. he had always loved school. he loved learning something new, so he was always very excited to go to class.

it brought back a lot of memories that you didn’t want to think of. class began and you didn’t do much. you were on your phone during the entirety of class, not paying any attention to what your teacher was saying, confusing the hell out of jake. you weren’t like him in the way that he loved school. you hated it, but you would still do it. so why weren’t you doing it now? boy he was oblivious.

as soon as the bell rang, you stormed out of the room, ignoring his voice calling your name. you went to your next class and of course, he was there too. this time he was sat on the other side of the room, but you could feel his gaze on you.

it was like this the remainder of the day. you ran into him constantly, and he called out for you everytime. you had no interest in talking to him about what happened, so you continued to ignore him. however it’s jake shim. you can’t ignore him for forever.

you were walking to your car after school had let out, literally begging the gods that jake would not find you. however, clearly, luck was not on your side today, as you heard a familiar voice calling your name. you kept walking, hoping that he would get the memo and leave you alone. “are you avoiding me?” he kept calling your name, running up to you. he met you at your car, standing in front of the drivers side door, stopping you from getting in. “jake, move and let me in my car,” you hissed, your voice venomous.

he shook his head. “no, let me say this.” you crossed your arms and sighed, motioning for him to get on with it. “y/n, i am so so so sorry.” you stayed quiet, thinking there would be more for him to say, but he was silent after that.

“is that all you have to say to me?” your voice broke slightly, feeling your heart contract. after all he did, all he could say was he was sorry. no explanation. you waited a little longer, and he said nothing. scoffing, you pushed past him and opened your car door, putting your bags in your car.

“y/n, please. you’re breaking my heart.”

you immediately stood up straight and looked at him, anger written all over your face. “i’m breaking your heart? no. you broke mine. jake, you left me in a text message. you couldn’t even tell me that you were leaving until you were already gone. how do you think i felt? that fucking hurt jake. so don’t even try to tell me i’m breaking your heart, when you’re the one who broke mine.” jake stood still, hurt written all over his features.

you got back in your car and drove off, as your eyes began to water. seeing him again brought back a lot of old emotions and you couldn’t help the tears that formed. you tried to suck it up since you were driving and you didn’t want to drive while crying, knowing how unsafe that can be. you got home fairly quickly, walking inside and storming off to your room. you ignored your family’s calls after you, slamming your door shut.

the stress of the day was beginning to weigh on you, making you start to tear up again. you let yourself cry freely, letting out all of the emotions that showed back up today. you sat on your bed, knees tucked into your chest for a while, until someone knocked on your door. “come in,” you sniffled. your mom peeked in, and smiled at you sadly, already having found out about the days events.

“someone’s here to see you, y/n,” she said, sympathy laced into her voice. “can they come in?”

you didn’t put the pieces together, so you just nodded, not expecting it to be who it was. a few moments later jake walked in, a guilty look on his face. “jake, p-please go away,” you pleaded.

“no, y/n. i’m not leaving you alone like this. it’s my fault you’re like this. it’s my fault you’re so hurt, and i can’t even begin to tell you how sorry i am.” you went to talk but he cut you off.

“i didn’t tell you i was leaving because i didn’t want to hurt you. i kept it short because i thought it would make it easier on both of us. but looking back, all it did was hurt both of us even more. it was a mistake, and i’ll regret it for the rest of my life. but please y/n. you don’t have to take me back, i’m not expecting you to. but please, forgive me. please.” his voice was soft as he begged. his eyes started to water as he sat staring at you, waiting for your response.

“jake... i can’t forgive you just yet. i still need time. but i will try. i um... i missed you,” you confessed, your eyes on the ground.

“that’s okay, i completely understand. i missed you too. i’ll make it up to you, i promise.”