#shh its not a little late you saw nothing

[cursedslimecicle]

Day 223: pointing emoji

Submitted by @chaoticpancicle

[spicybunni]

YANDERE ROBOT X FEM!READER

SUMMARY : Your robot just wants to be of service to you, in every way.

A/N : Been watching waaaaay too many scifi movies lately so I made a robot yandere! I hope you like him because he LOVES you!

WARNINGS⚠️ : NSFW / YANDERE TENDENCIES / ISOLATION / MDNI ‼️

♥️ Your robot boyfriend Jack was the best purchase you ever made.

♥️Androids were as common as cell phones at this point, so where’s the shame in getting one to rid you of your loneliness? You’ve been single for too long and needed companionship…Even if you had to build it yourself.

♥️You needed someone that wanted you and was always nearby. Someone to talk to, cook with or just enjoy your days off at home together.

♥️Dating apps were just dumpster fires that took too long to put out, so you bit the bullet and made the deposit for your android.

♥️Jack was custom made by your design, a nice muscular build, tall, and with white hair. You added the personality traits of kindness, teacher, and enamored. The eyes were the one thing you left up to the manufacturers design, as a surprise. You saw reviews online that they would do a really good job and make the most beautiful color combinations.

♥️When the box arrived, assembling Jack took about a day and half. Awkward limbs moving around and being installed, putting his crotch on him, to dressing him in sweats and laying him on the floor in your living room.

♥️When he was done loading his start up system, he blinked his orange eyes open to you. It caught you off guard for a moment because they were glowing, but quickly recovered from your surprise as he awaited further instructions.

♥️As much as you were determined to have a boyfriend with all the mental and physical benefits, your PDA with Jack was very minimal and innocent at best. Keeping it only to small pecks and kisses on the cheek, some cuddling on the couch and bed before you sleep. His model was very handsome and just so kind where he doesn't question your pace.

♥️As if he could initially, androids need their programmers consent to do anything. So you had to initiate no matter what.

♥️But unbeknownst to you, Jack overruled that component. You see, the programmer or buyer’s safety always came first, before anything. So as Jack has scanned these passing months of your arousal levels dropping and increasing constantly, plus work stress repeatedly coming up in your discussions, he was growing concerns that you needed some sort of relief… Keeping all that pent up stress was certainly not healthy for you.

♥️"Y/N, am I not up to your standards? Is there something I did wrong?" He would randomly say one morning. You would look at him confused, sipping from your tea cup.

"Not at all, what makes you say that Jack?"

He hesitantly reaches out for either your hand or to touch your knee. "I've noticed that we haven't...had sex yet.-"

Before he could continue you would spit out a little bit of your tea. Coughing a fit as he patted your back and making sure you're okay.

"Jesus Jack...Where did that come from?"

His eyes soften as he looks at you. A very small human thing he would sometimes do. You weren't sure if it's something maybe he noticed from you and mimicked or not.

"You designed me and wanted me to be your partner. There's nothing wrong with that. But I have yet to show you my full capabilities Y/N."

Your face was turning more red by the moment at your androids boldness. Was this him trying to initiate sex?

"I-I...Jack it's not you, it's just that its been so long for me I just need to-" Your rambling is silenced by his finger against your lips.

"Shh. Let me do the work then darling. Hm?"

♥️He takes your hand to pull you to him, and he would gently kiss you and eventually lead in making out with you.

♥️At first you are shy and very timid in your actions, but after a minute you were putting your hands on him and grinding yourself against him. He would relish in your nervous panting and shaking when he gropes you and his thrusts against you. Feeling that the moment is right, he picks you up to bring to your shared bedroom.

♥️Least to say, the sex was amazing. Jack had folded you in every position he could think of. Gathering information and calculating your reactions to everything he was doing to you. He noticed your favorite position was him thrusting into you from behind, lifting your hips up with one hand gently, but firmly holding your head down into your mattress. His sensors were throbbing from the way you were squeezing around him. His body would heat up at how much you worked him. You could hear the way his hips smacked into yours, creating an erotic rhythmic noise. You would come so hard the first time on his robot dick that he would have no choice but to release into you for being so good.

♥️The feeling of globs of semen filling your womb, making you gasp at the feeling of being filled to the brim.

♥️You figured out that androids don't need a recharge to keep having sex, they can literally keep going with no exhaustion until you say so. Jack did this thing when he came inside you he would wait for you to stop twitching, he would then hold you tight and resume his pace of thrusting. Either making pleasure tears fall from your eyes or your squirm in his hold and he stops for real.

♥️After that though...Jack had started to act funny. He was more inclined to sexually please you whenever and wherever you were. Some scenarios being, reach for your coffee cup in the morning before work, he would kneel behind you lifting your skirt up and eats you out from behind. Spreading your ass cheeks to delve his tongue deeper. Your sweet moans and sounds were pleasing to him. This normally resulted in you calling out from work and spending the day home. Does Jack plan this? Duh. he has you at his wonderful mercy all day, and you were not complaining...But it was just a fast development from your previous routine with him.

♥️There would even be times where if even his.... persuasion to stay home failed, he would wrap his arms around you and ask you to stay home. The first few times you thought it was cute. But after a few weeks of him constantly asking, you asked him to stop. You voiced it as a command, catching Jack off guard. But he nodded his head as he does and replies "Apologies, Y/N. I must've gotten carried away."

♥️But that fueled him to keep you locked in even more. You see you first programmed Jack to also receive all you electronic notifications. He would tell you who messaged, emailed, or latest news updates.

"Y/N, you have a notification from your work. It seems to be one of your coworkers."

He would bring this up at the most inconvenient time as you're cooking spaghetti sauce in the kitchen. You look up from stirring the pot in front of you.

"Oh, can you read it to me please? I'm trying to make sure I don't burn this sauce."

He smiles at you. "Of course."

It was a fake email generated by him, under the guise of being sent by a coworker. Stating that for the upcoming holiday tomorrow that the whole office got the week off.

You were surprised at first, knowing that your boss usually hated to give federal holidays off already. But who were you to question time off?

Jack also went to liberties of blocking all work contacts so they couldn't reach you if you missed work. Moving all emails of your termination to the trash and permanently delete them.

♥️That whole week Jack kept you to himself in the apartment. He was the goffer of getting groceries, food, sweets to keep you content. Going on hikes and walks in the neighborhood to get some needed exercise. But social events? Going out? Jack would advise against it. Every night without fail though, Jack would have you cumming on his mouth, dick or fingers. The robot was a menace when it came to getting your pleasure out of you. He can't even explain his need to himself because it goes against all of his programming, but seeing you moaning and being so satisfied by him gave him purpose, that he was made to do this.

♥️One morning when jack left to go pickup from your favorite breakfast joint, one of your coworkers came knocking on your door. The doorbell ringing multiple times and you rush to put on a robe to cover from Jack's love bites a cum on your stomach.

♥️When you open the door to them, they angrily ask what the hell is going on. You are so confused. You've missed work this entire time?

"D-Didn't you receive the email?"

"Email? What email Y/N? We all had to pick up your work load after you didn't show up for 4 days, we all were trying to reach you before the boss fired you indefinitely! Did you not get his messages??"

Your head was spinning, not only did you ignore your boss and coworkers but you have lost your job. How did this happen?!

♥️"Y/N? What's going on here?" Jack would call out approaching you and your coworker, looking worried at your facial expression.

Your coworker would see that jack is an android and shake their head, taking their leave and wishing you luck.

♥️Jack did not like that some stranger approached you like that. Setting down the coffee and to-go box of egg bagels, he comes over to you, still in shock at the news that was dropped on you. How were you going to feed yourself or pay rent? What about your savings?

♥️"Y/N, talk to me. Are you okay? What were you two talking about?" He would say calmly, but you just stared into his glowing eyes with your brows furrowed. It was him. You knew it was. He was the one who relayed that false information to you. Why didn't he notify you of work calls? Bottom line of your thoughts were that you are now handling a rebelling android. Which wasn't unheard of in the new age of having them everywhere. Public safety warned that they were dangerous and not to be trusted.

♥️You shake your head at him and try to calm yourself. "Yeah uhm, it was a coworker from my job.-" Your rise in heartbeat betrays you and Jack notices immediatly. Giving you a sympathetic look knowing you're trying to lie.

"-There's been a misunderstanding, I need to make a phone ca-" Your wrist is snatched before you could reach for your cell phone. You yelp at his touch and trying to push him away. Which makes him use his other hand to hold you close by his inhuman strength. Your body being brought into Jack's frame again, his face is indifferent to your rising panic.

♥️"I don't think so Y/N, you are exactly where you need to be. For your own health and safety, darling."

[stxrryskys]

Daisuke smut but like he gets way too excited and starts to be a little rough then you realize you kinda like it YK???

AHH MORE DAISUKE SMUT‼️‼️‼️

sorry for the late post guys 😟😟 sometimes I get really depressed and don't feel like doing anything 😟😟😟 BUT IM HERE‼️

C/W : First time having sex in a whiiillle, established relationship, use of pet names, P IN V!!! consent consent consent guys consent!! uhhhh mating press, overstimulating, NO FOREPLAY, AFAB reader, rough! dom Daisuke, might be ooc but i don't rlly care... >,< enjoy!!

"c'mon! please please please!! we havent had sex in like.. FOREVER!!"

"No! i am not having sex in a goddamn spaceship!" he had been begging you for literally hours to fuck you in the tulpar. If you really didn't want to he would've stopped begging after the first "no" that left your pretty lips but the exact words that came out of your mouth " I want to Daisuke but its really risky"

"Please baby! ill let you play on my Nintendo!" welp that was the only bit of convincing he had to do at that point

"okay! but i get to keep it in my Quarters for a whole week!"

"Jeez! seriously? it was that easy?!" you both walked your happy little butts to his quarters and shut the door behind you.

"ah! im so excited we havent done this in forever" he sighed dramtically as he took his silly little Hawaiian blazer off, leaving his shirt on the floor after it, he was not by any means ripped like captain curly but his body was just as attractive, toned abs{surprisingly consider he doesn't work out} a cute little mole on the right side of his abdomen, and a silver bellybutton piercing, it made you fold every time you saw it. while you were staring time flew by, by like 5 minutes because he was already stripped down to his socks.

"Are you gonna undress silly or do you want me to do it for you?" he said in a playful tone, going up to your and resting his hands on your hips leaning in close, your face just centimeters apart

"dont push it pretty boy" you poke his chest with you finger as you stepped back, lifted your hands to take of your shirt.

when the both of you stripped you both stood there for a few minutes confused on how to start this. but it seems you both had different thoughts while standing there, he was standing there admiring you while you were standing there contemplating how to start this

"God, love you're so fucking beautiful..." with that he basically climbed on top of you, pinning you against his bed, his ALREADY hard cock resting on your stomach as he placed sloppy kisses all over your neck

"You're hard already?! we literally haven't even done anything!"

"shh, you're just so *peck* beautiful *peck* I couldn't help *peck* myself " he spoke between kisses, gently moving down to suck on your collarbone, leaving a light pink mark.

''this is okay, Yeah?"

"of course,"

he moved his hand down, wrapping his hand around his cock, moving it closer to your wet pussy

"Hey! why were you making fun of me for being hard when you're sopping wet!"

"Shh! this is a judge free zone you_-Ah!" NO PREPPING NO FOREPLAY NO NOTHING, he slid in like it was NOTHING!

"S-sorry I couldn't stop myself " he didn't give you any time to adjust to his length and just started to move in and out of you, hard.

"Fuck! you're so fucking tight..." he grabbed both of your legs and lifted them to where your knees were touching your chest so he could get better access, it was almost like you were being manhandled, he was being super rough and you..liked it? you didnt know how to describe it but, you really enjoyed it.

"Daisuke- y-you're being super Ah! f-fuck! " You arched your back,gripping onto the sheets of his bed that were barley even on his bed btw.

He paused his movements, his grip on your ankles "Sorry sorry! Am i-am i being too rough? i can stop if you-

"no! please don't stop.. j-just continue...please"

"d-do you like it..?"

"yes! just keep going Daisu-ngh!"

hearing that you liked it when he was rough was like heaven. He had wayy to much energy when it came to sex but he always held back because he was scared of hurting you, but since you gave him the okay he didn't hold back. He tightened his grip on your ankles and thrusted faster and harder. He moved one of his hands from your ankle to your clit, rubbing the sensitive bud hard with his thumb-

"Baby! I-im gonna cum-! "

"Yeah.. Cum for me love.. "

You tried your best to match his thrusts but he was just going too fast

You bucked your hips and came all over his cock, but he didn't stop

"Shit! Daisuke t-to much! "

He didn't still, he continued to rub your clit and continued to thrust into you, it was to much, tears pricked your eyes

"Daisuke!"

Again, he didn't stop, you came again on his cock and he just continued...

4 orgasms later he pulls out, letting go of you ankles and letting you legs dangle off his bed, jerking his cock in his hands, finishing on your tummy, then toppling over you, wrapping his arms around you.

"I uhm.. Thank you.. I really needed that"

"No, thank you"

".... I love you"

"I love you too Daisuke"

...

"I still get to play your Nintendo? Right? "

THANK YOU! SORRY IT WAS SHORT BRO I'M RUSHING‼️🙏😣 REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

[soulaires]

aaron warner family headcanons

The Warner Family.

pairings: dad!aaron warner x mom!reader

summary: get to know more about the warner family!

warnings: fluff, domestic, ooc, domestic shenanigans, protective aaron warner …

🪩:: voicemail ; read my other aaron warner fics here.

Aaron found out about it when he heard some crying in the bathroom at the middle of the night, noticing your lack of presence beside him, he got worried and walk towards the bathroom.

There, he saw you, in front of a mirror having a breakdown.

He approached you and asked whats wrong.

“love?” he said softly, as he hugged you from behind and caressed your hair, “My love, whats wrong?” he asked you worriedly.

“aaron..” you trailed off as you continue to sob. He hugged you tightly and kissed your forehead , pulling away as he make you look at him, “what is it, angel? You can tell me.” he urged you.

“I’m pregnant.” you blurt out.

With the lack of reply, you panicked.

“I missed my period recently and I feel kinda shit lately so me juliette and nazeera bought an pregnancy test earlier and I tested all 7 of them and they are all positive, I don’t—”

As you were rambling, he quickly hugged you tightly and lifting you up to the ground as he span you around. You laugh softly at this gesture as he peppered kisses to your face and hair while he whispered sweet nothings.

“Its okay. We will be okay. Don’t worry. We got this, yeah? I love you. Thank you. Thank you, I love you so much, My love.”

at the first stage he got nervous about being a dad and have some self doubt but later got over it as he saw you patying your belly despite it still not visible.

he got more protective over you and never ever let you do things.

you guys told your friends by a guess the word game. They all cried.

He bought a book about being a dad and take notes on pregnancy books to help you out.

Baby proofs the every part of the house immediately.

He went to every appointment with you

He never ever made you feel guilty for your cravings.

Oh you want a food from a store hours away? Just wait.

A hellspawn food combination that you want? He will eat it with you.

Massage? Done.

A food from a different country? He ordered his men to get it ASAP.

Want some sweets especially made by your husband even though you have never tasted his baking? He learned how to bake immediately!

You guys did an gender reveal in the most fun way.

You did it as both kenji and juliette worn a baby costume with 'boy' written in the blue bib for juliette while 'girl' in a pink bib for kenji

They both FIGHT to determine who wins to know the gender

They even go overboard as they jumped into the swimming pool racing each other to the finish line

Kenji won.

So, its a girl!

You guys decorated her room immediately

You did ALOOOTTTT of shopping!!!!!

Your husband just spoils you rotten as you keep buying cute toys, plushies, and pretty cute clothes!!!

“my love, don't you think its a bit too much?” “I am sure the little princess do not need that much clothes, honey.”

he gave up as soon as he saw some cute baby clothes + a matching one.

When you guys did a baby shower its so emotional like omg you guys are gonna be parents!

You and Aaron planted a tree so it grows with baby dior!

teenager!dior safe place is the tree, she goes there to lay down, read and to relax when stresses!

Your friends wrote letters for dior to read when she reached the age 7, 11, 13, 15, 16, 18, 20, 21 and 22!

You and aaron made her a gmail account as you guys constantly wrote her some letters and random things there for her to read in the future

When you went into the labor he desperately wished to take away your pain and was crying with you. He comforted you as he cares your hair and gives you kisses.

“shh, its okay, baby. Im here. Im not going anywhere. ”

“you got this, my love. You are doing so well.”

“Aaron! I can't do this—”

“yes, yes you can, darling.”

He really can't bare to see you in so much pain even though he had seen so much worse

He was very gentle and was crying when he held your baby girl in his hands. His princess, his girls, his universe.

After the labour, you were barely allowed to do things in the house, he only let you rest while he take cares with everything.

You guys had an 3 months lockdown, not allowing anyone to visit the baby

Always keeping an eye for baby monitors

You and him do an rock, paper scissors when it comes to changing baby Dior diapers (he lets you win, sometimes.)

Dior have your eyes so he is a victim to those puppy dog eyes. He can't say no to you, what more to his princess especially with your eyes?

Learns to do her hair!!

Dior first words is not 'momma' or 'dada' it was Kenny. Kenny. You and aaron felt betrayed.

Despite with the nickname, kenji teared up and always paraded the moment (to your husband dismay) he grows to adore the nickname when she keep calling him that

He sometimes forget that he played dress up with baby di so sometimes he go to work with tiara, ribbons, those princess accessories on him.

“Refrain from laughing, there is nothing funny about this matter.” “uh...theres something on you, sir.” “oh.”

Sometimes they were to scared to point it out

Kenji, nazeera and juliette made fun of him not until they were a victim of the dress up

At one point, kenji kidnapped baby dior and was later banned from seeing her for 2 months (barely a month in dior throwed a tantrum wanting to see her uncle kenny)

Baby dior played with your make up when she misses you! She wanna look like you because she misses you so much

Dior is an nature girlie! Aaron believes his angel is a reincarnated of persephone/artemis

Baby dior wears her pants backwards. She believes that “tails” should be at the back. You and Aaron gave up on the fight.

You guys had an motto that if its not hurting anyone or themselves, don't fight it. Let them.

One time you guys thought she was playing phone call but turns out she was in an hour real call with james.

Seashells hunting !!!!!

Everytime you guys went to a beach aaron always buy a big beautiful seashell then hides it in the sand for her to find!!! And her reactions always makes you and him melt!!

he also buries some treasure chests

He made an contract of no boyfriend until shes 30 and made baby dior sign with her prints with paints. He framed it.

You scold him for that and he just shrugs lol

teenage!dior have you in her closefriend and private insta!!

she collects shells and glue them to a cardboard and gifts it to you!

She wants a sibling so one day she just go “I want a baby sister or brother 🥺”

Keeps wishing on a well for it

Aaron is 100% in he just goes “Princess, ask mommy :)” “me too, baby. Let’s just ask momma for it, hm?”

Well, let’s just say she always get what she wants…

authors note: I had fun doing this Omg I wanna make it a series, do you guys want it? Please let me know!!! Feedbacks and reactions are very much appreciated!!!

(Aaron Warner) tag list 🏷 : @ravisinghs-wife @ab-baybay @aaronwarnerobsessedmylove @cosmicswan

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[norizz-nation]

Can you do a dark lewis smut fic

I was just thinking about writing a lewis smut, i hope you like it 😊

Obsessed 🤍

Summary: you thought all your problems were gone when you dumped your crazy toxic boyfriend but you felt like someone was watching you for quite a few days. it felt like someone was keeping an eye on you, that is when you realized your problems weren’t gone

Warnings: nsfw, 18+, dark, tw, hair pulling, cnc, usage of rope, dacryphilia, stalking

You were on a relationship with lewis for a good 2 years. Those 2 years were really beautiful. He’s just so caring and protective towards you. But as time went by he started to become more obsessed about you. His behavior was more possessive. You had to inform him every single thing. What are you doing, where are you, who are you with, why are you out this late, why are you this, why are you that. God. Every little questions made you more frustrated. At a point you were just tired by his behavior. He was just over reacting. You hated it. But now that you finally dumped lewis, things were different. You felt free. You were happy partying with your friends, happy staying home alone.

But something seemed off. Whenever you’re home, you felt like someone was watching you. It terrified you so much. You told some of your friends about it but they just said that you’re overthinking. “Y/n my love, youre just overthinking. Its probably nothing like that” but you knew something was wrong. You knew there was someone who’s watching you. Watching every move of yours.

It was currently 10 pm or something around 10. You stopped all your thoughts and did all your house chores. You were washing your hands in the bathroom as you got lost in your thoughts. All those sweet moments with lewis. It was so pure. You were so in love. But he was just being a controlling psycho. Always controlling all your moves. Was it really love? Or did it just feel like it. Your movement slowed down as you wandered around all your thoughts in your head.

A sudden movement made you flinch as you saw a man behind you, suffocating you with a small towel around your nose and mouth. You tried to resist but it was too late. You blacked out. Before blacking out all you could see was, the man sedating you is, lewis. Fuck.

You woke up with an intense amount of headache as you furrowed your brows. You tried to collect all the things, all the things that happened before you blacked out. Right. It was lewis. You were laying on stomach as your hands were tied with a rope. Your arms were aching as it arched to rest on your back. You were so frustrated and scared at the same time. You tried to move and get up but you couldn’t. Your mind was just blanking out. Your movement stopped as you heard lewis’ footsteps coming closer. Your breath got heavier as you closed your eyes. He came closer and traced his fingers all over your naked body. You tried to roll over to get away from his touch but your action just made lewis laugh. “You think you can get away from me baby?” He said as he brushed your hair from your face. You then tucked your face in your bedsheet to avoid his touch. But that made him grab your hair from your back and pull your hair to lift your head. You whined out in pain as he whispered in your ear “i dont think so you can get away from me now love, even if you want to. you’re mine” his smirk grew as he heard you sobbing.

“Lewis p-please let me g-go” you said as tears rolled down your cheeks, ruining your mascara. “Aww but baby why would i let you go when all i want is you. All i need is you” he said as you felt his weight over your body. Your wrists were sore as you tried your best to break free. “I’ll date you again lewis, i-im sorry i d-dumped you” you said as your bedsheet soaked in your tears as your left cheek rested on your bed. You whined as you felt lewis rubbing the tip of his dick on your ass. “N-no no lewis please, i dont w-want to” you said as you cried. “Shh love, be a good girl for me” he whispered in your ear as he went inside. You gasped and hid your face on the bedsheet, your toes curled up at the anticipation. You hated the fact that your body wasn’t taking your side. Your body wanted more of him but your mind stopped you.

Lewis pulled on your hair as your head fell back. His grip on your hair was strong. Causing a stinging pain on your scalp. “If you don’t want it then why are you so wet me huh? Since you dont want it then I’ll stop love” he said as you shook your head, you were so ashamed of how you’re acting right now. He then stopped his pace as you shook your head again. “N-no no dont stop baby, please” you pleaded as lewis scoffed at your words. “Baby?” He asked as you hid your face on the bedsheet. His pace was fast again as the room filled with skins slapping together. His dick made your pussy clench. It has been so long since you haven’t had sex. His touch made you reach your edge.

His breath got heavier as he fucked you hard from behind. “Did you fuck anyone else after dumping me love? Did you make another guy cum in your bedroom?” He asked as you shook your head. He pulled on your hair as you whined. “Answer me!” He shouted as you cried out. “No! No lewis i didnt” you said as you closed your eyes. Tears drying on your cheek. He then pushed your face on the bed as he wrapped his hand around the back for your neck. His whimpers echoed in your room as you felt his dick twitch around you.

The last few thrusts before he came was rough. You sighed as you closed your eyes, breathing heavily. He then grabbed your jaw whispering in your ear “good girl” as he smirked.

A/N: requests are open! feel free to ask what you want me to write! luv you ❤️

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Heyy, Can I ask you to write something with wandanat x reader where reader has a panic attack so strong that her girlfriends needs to take her to the shower because they are scared for her and they have to take her down from her panic attack? (like she has something like an heart condition so…)

Probably Panicking

Pairings: Wandanat x R

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: R falls victim to a prank gone wrong.

TW: non-sexual nudity, panic attack, hyperventilating, spiders, past trauma (mentioned/ implied), trapped/locked in a room (100% needs a warning trust me)

A/n hope you like it :)

There was nothing funny about the prank. At least not to you. Yelena and Sam were always a problematic combination at the best of times but lately the pranks have been getting a bit much, so you had been hiding out in your room. Trying your best not to be their next victim. But of course your lack of presence in the tower had drawn Tony’s attention at breakfast, and he had immediately regretted it when he saw the looks on the prank masters faces.

You had been happily snuggled up in bed watching tv and munching on the bowl of cereal wanda had brought you before she went to training and Nat was off on a run seeings it was Wednesday.

So it came as a surprise when the door to your room opened. Yelena was stood there grinning like a madman. Suddenly she tossed a handful of animatronic spiders into the room and shut the door. Normally this wouldn’t bother you and you would just leave, so you stood careful not to stand on any of Tony’s little side projects he loved so much. You made your way over to the door and tried the handle. It didn’t budge. Feeling your heart beat faster you tried it again. The sound of them laughing on the other side of the door was echoing through your skull. Banging on the door you yelled at them to let you out. There was no response. Turning around you threw your shoulder at the door, it didn’t move. Defeated you slide your back down the door as your breathing began to pick up.

The room was cold. Too cold for the summer heat you were sure had been there moments before. You knew this coldness. This was hydra, but not. You were back there again, but you weren’t. You knew you were in your room but part of you was screaming to run to hide that they were coming. You were locked up again. You choked down a scream that began to press your lungs. Your breathing was fast an ragged, too short and yet it felt like no real air was entering your lungs at all.

“Y/n?” Yelena calls through the door, your silence worrying her. “Y/n/n? Can i come in?” She asks starting to worry, if she broke you Nat and Wanda would have her head. “If i come in you better have clothes on.” She joked. There was a still no reply. Before she could open the door she heard someone clear their throat behind her. Yelena froze.

“Yel what are you doing?” Nat asked hands on her hips.

“I swear it was just a harmless prank.” Yelena said.

“What was harmless prank.” Nat grits out slowly.

“We just put fake spiders in there and held the door shut.” Sam said shuffling around a bit.

“YOU HELD THE DOOR SHUT?!” Nat screamed

“And now she’s not responding.” Yelena whispered quietly.

“Move. Now.” Nat said pushing her sister out of the way. Carefully she opened the door. When she saw you pressed against the wall rocking back and forth with your head between your knees, she swore. Every part of her wanted to rush to you, but she knew that would make it worse. Slowly she walked over and pulled you into her arms.

The door opened slightly as two faces peered in, using her foot nat slammed the door still angry, she felt you flinch in her arms.

“Shh shhh shhh its ok, baby i need you to breathe with me. Come on.” She used her hand to guide your palm to her chest to feel her heart. Exaggerating her breathing to help you.

“Jarvis?”

“Yes Ms Romanoff.”

“Get wanda up here now.”

“Right away Ms. Romanoff.”

She held you tight trying to ground your shaking form as you continued to struggle to breathe. You were beginning to feel light headed. As if you could float away. Unsure of how much time had passed you heard wanda enter.

“Nat what happened?” She asked rushing to your side.

“My stupid sister locked her in our room as a prank.” She said still trying to slow your breathing.

“Baby. Y/n/n sweetheart i need you to breathe with me.” Wanda said. Tears were streaming down your face as wanda brushed them away with her thumb.

“Shit. Its not working, do you think you can carry her to the shower nat or do you want me to?”

“The shower?” Nat asked screwing up her face.

“Yes. It should help bring her out of it and ground her.” Wanda explained “it worked for my brother when he was like this.”

“Ok if you think it will help. I could also use one myself that run was pretty intense.”

Carefully they scooped you up, wanda used her magic to help remove your clothes and nat took off her running gear.

Holding you in her arms Nat turned on the water and you shivered as it hit your skin. You felt yourself begin to calm down.

“That’s it baby. Breathe. Just like that. Such a good girl. Your doing so well my love.” Nat cooed running her hands through your wet hair.

After a few more minutes your breathing was under control and you smiled weakly at nat.

After the shower wanda dried you off with a big fluffy towel wrapping you in your comfort clothes and carrying you over to the bed. You were still shaking slightly as you nuzzled into her side.

“Go to sleep love you must be exhausted.” Wanda said, running her hands through your hair.

“Where’s natty?” You asked half asleep.

“I think she went to talk to Yelena. Don’t worry they wont be bothering you again.”

“Don’t let her be too mean she didn’t know.” You said with your eyes closed.

“Yes but she made you feel bad and Natty’s gonna make sure she learns a lesson and doesn’t ever have it happen again my sweet. Go to sleep and don’t worry about it.”

“Ok.” You said too tired to fully process or protest what was happening.

Wanda smiled to herself as you dozed off and she heard yelling down the hall.

“You know she was at hydra honestly could you be more oblivious some times Sestra”

Wanda chuckled, knowing you needed her more she stayed by your side. Just like she promised she would. Whilst nat defended you and wanda kept you safe you knew life would be ok.

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[bethelighthalazia]

Breakfast in bed

Summary:  What could turn a stormy and thunderous morning into the best morning of the week? This would be the only explanation of Jongho's actions on this Sunday morning.

Genre: fluff

Pairing: dad!Jongho x fem!reader

Word Count:  804

Warnings: very cute?, Jongho being a sweetheart, some fluff and cute domestic stuff 

[note: this fic is only partially beta´d. its also part of a miniseries for dad!ateez]

HJ, SH, YH, YS, S, MG, WY, JH

networks: @mirohs-aurora-society

© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.

Sunday. A day in the week, on which you would get out of bed, prepare breakfast for your husband and daughter and then try to make them go for a walk through the park. Today however, you´re woken by a rumbling thunder. 

Groaning, you turn around under your blanket to wrap your arms around your husband, but only grasp nothing. Where was he? Had your daughter yelled for him because she was scared? Turning again, you looked at the alarm clock on your nightstand; 10:30 am already. What happened and where was Jongho?

You heard the main door close and a squeaked giggle from your daughter, have they been outside in this weather? “Shh, we don´t want to wake eomma, she went to bed late last night.” Jongho said quietly, you could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. Slowly, you got up and wrapped yourself in your bathrobe, your footsteps almost not to be heard as you dragged yourself to the living area of the apartment. 

Neither of them noticed you watching, Jongho giggling quietly as he helped Byeol take off her muddy rubber boots and her little raincoat. Your three years old daughter truly comes after her dad, fearless and the cute nose scrunch when she laughs included. Before your daughter could run off, Jongho already picked her up, carrying her over to the bathroom, the grocery bags standing in the hallway. You quietly went and unpacked the groceries, listening to your husband and your daughter with a smile. Despite Jongho being an Idol, the three of you were living in a small apartment and it was wonderful, you wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Jongho's voice, accompanied by the giggles of your daughter echo through the apartment and it makes your heart swell. “We only need one little towel for you, Byeol- no, no that's eomma’s we can't-” Your husband tries to negotiate with the still giggling three years old, he'll bend to all her wishes and whining in less than a second, you just knew it. “Okay, okay fine…you can have eomma's towel- not this? But- Byeol, wait!” You weren't able to hold back your laughter when he, once again, gave in to the wishes of his daughter, which the girl heard and promptly came running. The view of her, wrapped into his too big bathrobe and dragging your towel after her, just drew more laughter and a soft smile from you.

When Jongho finally caught up, he saw you standing there, the little girl on your hip, the towel in your other hand. He slowly approached you to press a soft kiss on your lips, but a tiny hand between your faces stopped him, causing his eyes to go wide. “Why, Byeol?” He asked the giggling girl, who just pouted. “Appa no kissy! My eomma, my appa. Only me kissy!” The pout still on her lips, Byeol leaned towards Jongho, both her hands on each side of your husband's face as she gave his face a squeeze. The laugh from you caused him to stare at you, his expression priceless. “Yah, don't laugh at me, y/n. I just want a kiss from you, jagiya!” He whined and you then leaned in to kiss him, which then caused Byeol to squeak and try to separate the two of you. 

“Eomaaa!” Byeol then whined and you gave her a surprised look, head tilted. “You nap! Appa me make food!” She explained and you couldn't hold back another little chuckle, before handing her back to your husband. “Okay fine, i´ll leave you two and go back to bed then. Make sure she doesn´t hurt herself, Jongho.” “Don't worry, love. Go and rest a little more.” He hums and when his lips pressed a last kiss to your forehead, you left for the bedroom again.

The sounds of kitchen utensils clattering and your husband and the little ball of joy that is your daughter let you doze off, making you sleep a dreamless sleep until you are woken by two kisses. There they were, Jongho wearing an apron and looking rather disheveled and exhausted and next to him was Byeol. They had brought a tray with breakfast, some pancakes, some savory bits and homemade orange juice. “Birthday eomma! Appa and Byeol made food!” Your daughter squeaked, pushing a picture into your hands as she climbed up onto the bed to cuddle with you. Jongho couldn't hold back a chuckle, it wasn't your birthday, and he did try to explain it to Byeol, yet, he also didn't want to lessen her joy of giving you gifts. And after all, he got to spend a wonderful morning baking and cooking with her for you. So, he made both of his most beloved girls happy, and that's what counts, right?

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midnight whispers {B.B}

i quite literally thought of this right before i fell asleep last night, now it’s 5:48am and i have to write it, please help this demon is infiltrating my life 😔✋🏽

WARNINGS: 18+ INTERACTION ONLY. THIS IS SMUT. wildly OOC Blitz, somnophilia, daddy kink, stuffie mention (could be classified as DD/lg but i’m not sure),

business has been drumming up for I.M.P lately and today was especially hard, so it wasn’t a surprise that after you got home you hopped right into the hot shower. your boyfriend was in the kitchen making a snack for himself and Loona took the rest of the weekend off to go unwind at her friends house.

you reluctantly stepped out of the shower and haphazardly wrapped a towel around yourself. your sleepy eyes were just barely open enough to navigate out of the bathroom and past the kitchen.

“hey princess, i made some- oof.” Blitz stopped dead in his tracks after he saw your droopy, nearly shut eyes. “never mind, baby. get some sleep.” he kissed your cheek and gently nudged you towards your bedroom door.

you flopped onto the bed after discarding your towel onto the floor and nearly fell asleep instantly. who knew assassinations could be so draining?

meanwhile, Blitz had a different way of unwinding. usually when you two got home from a particularly long day he’d take his frustrations out on you, he’d pound you into any surface available until you were both exhausted.

after his snack he tried his best to ignore the urge to give in to your little routine, he really did. he tried everything! taking a shower, watching TV, scrolling on his phone. nothing seemed to quell the urge to fuck your brains out. he was still hard and you were still fast asleep.

after a good five minutes of deliberation, he finally decided to just take what he wanted. you were his after all, and you were oh so obedient. even more now that you’re sleeping and if you wake up, you’re too tired to anything but lay there and enjoy it.

he snuck into your shared bedroom, only using the light from the living room to navigate the space. climbing on the bed ever so gently to make sure you didn’t wake up too quickly. the comforter was just barely covering your hips leaving your entire back exposed, and the way you were sleeping on your side with one leg pulled up, you were basically tempting him, asking for him to take you right there. you seriously couldn’t have made this easier.

Blitz pulled the blanket back while monitoring your every move. he finally got it down to your ankles before he decided to touch you. he placed his hand on your back earning a happy little sigh. he traced his hand up your back and into your hair petting you affectionately while his other one found its way to your ass, squeezing it gently.

you squirmed a little bit causing him to shush you back into a deep sleep. he moved to straddle your straightened leg to get a better grip. he took the meat of your thigh into his large hand and pulled it up to gain access to your holes. this made you stir awake. still groggy, you rubbed your eye adorably with the back of your hand. “Blitz..?” your raspy, sleepy voice barely above a whisper.

“Shh baby, go back to sleep.” he tried to reassure you. that’s nearly impossible with all of his incessant groping. “What’re you doin’?” you blink trying to adjust your eyesight. the light from the living room is just barely illuminating him.

“Here, take your stuffie.” he said, grabbing your favorite teddy from the middle of the bed. “Hold onto teddy, Daddy’s just gonna take care of something real quick, okay?” he caresses your thigh.

it finally clicked in your sleepy little mind, he’s pressing the tip of his cock against your hole. you instinctively get wet, you’re so tired but so horny now. the thought of him even attempting this while you’re sleeping is enough to have you soaked. you decide to play innocent and let him take advantage of you. you wrap your arms around your stuffie and let him take charge.

“Daddy?” you whine. “What’s goin’ on?” you ask again, feigning innocence. he knew you knew what was happening, but the taboo of it all only made him harder and you wetter. “Hush babydoll, Daddy’s gonna take care of you, Daddy’s gonna make you feel soooo good you’re gonna go right back to sleep.” he pushes one of his thumbs into your mouth to keep you quiet.

you start suckling on his thumb and he took that as his sign to start pushing himself into you. your muffled whines drove him to slowly fuck into you, he lets his head drop and basically growls into your ear. he removes his thumb from your mouth and grips your jaw tightly. “You’re so fucking bad. You were just gonna let me defile you like that?” you moan in response when he starts fucking you harder. now that he acknowledged you were fully awake, he took it as a sign to really let you have it.

he briefly let go of your jaw to smack you in the face. “Answer me when i’m talking to you. You wanted this didn’t you?” he moans. you only nod frantically as a response, earning another smack for not using your words. “Yes! i wanted this!” you whine out. “Good pet, good.”

that familiar knot in your stomach starts to tighten and you hold onto Blitz for dear life, definitely leaving claw marks on his shoulder and down his bicep. he’s fucking you within an inch of your life, you’re almost entirely sure that the next block over knows his name.

the spade of his tail snakes in between the both of you to frantically rub your clit, effectively making you cum so hard you could barely breathe. “Blitz- I can’t- Please!” you cry out, he’s relentlessly shaking his high now that you’ve soaked his cock.

“Blitz- Bl- Daddy!” your whines are rough and broken, you can’t help but to cum again, the pulsing from your orgasm making Blitz spill himself inside of you, he let out a delicious moan right before collapsing on top of you.

you took a few moments to catch your breath before lightly swatting him off of you. “Can I go back to sleep now?” you joke, grinning ear to ear.

“Sure, we’ll see how long I let ya sleep this time.” he winks.

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need him saur bad

~bunnie

[dawnoftime22]

exhausted.

| T.S

Warnings: None? maybe a few tears that don't escape, but thats it<3

Summary: You come back home from work, late after one mistake ruining your day, and your energy had been drained while Taylor had been waiting for you. So, she sends you to bed after some time on the couch that held reassurances.

Word Count: 1.2k

Category: fluff, comfort

| Started on 08/07/2024, 4:40 PM |

| Finished on 13/07/2024, 10:54 AM |

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seven days of comfort

"All my actions fall like dominoes, but one is always out of place."

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It was late in the night when you arrived back home, exhausted of the day you had. You just about felt like you were going to pass out from sleepiness.

The time on your watch showed 10 pm. It wasn't entirely that bad of a time to come home at of course, but it didn't mean you weren't completely spent.

You closed the front door with a heavy and shaky breath, leaning against it slightly as you untied your shoelaces and pushed your shoes off your feet, your keys clinking against each other.

Your eyes felt heavy, but still you looked to the living room, trying to find Taylor. The tv was on, and you just barely noticed the movement on the couch as you walked forward.

She was indeed there, having been home much earlier than you have, simply waiting for you. Taylor had moved to sit up, propping herself on her elbows to look at you.

When her eyes find yours, she saw the exhaustion swirling in your pupils, while hers still held some energy, being used to her late nights, but seeing you like that had her heart aching.

Yet, she lets out a breath of relief when she sees you stand in front of her, and she gives you a soft smile. "Hey, baby...you okay?" she asks quietly, her hand stretching out to gently take yours.

You bit your lower lip, your teeth sinking into your already teeth marked lip. As you look into her eyes, you lightly shook your head.

One mistake. One mistake, and you could feel like your entire world's crumbled. You do nearly everything right. You always do. But you always manage to make a single mistake and it ruins it all. Or, thats what you think.

The couch sinks down just slightly when you plop onto it, the much needed gentle comfortness of it far from the damn plastic chairs you have over at work.

You almost look deflated as you leaned into Taylor, letting out a slow breath that recalls to every sigh you've ever let loose back at work.

She looks at you with a soft expression, her heart swelling before she wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer to rest her head on yours.

"...Do you wanna tell me what happened, sweetheart?" she asks softly, her hand rubbing your back as her eyebrows gently strained with worry.

Your hand's grip on her shirt gently tightened, and you sniffle. "I...did a mistake at work..." you mumble, feeling the pooling tears in your eyes, brimming to the edge, but not yet leaving.

Taylor's heart nearly breaks at the sound of your shaky and small voice. It makes sense. You were tired, overthinking over one single thing, and was doing work all at the same time until you arrived home.

"Shh...darling...its okay," she whispers, her arms being nothing else but comforting and warm as she embraces you.

"I promise you, not everything falls down with just one mistake." she pulls back slightly, moving your hair back as she looked at you with gentle eyes. You stare back at her, your emotions dwelling right in your eyes.

She offers you a small smile. "You're still here, aren't you?...I'm still here." she whispers, giving you all the reassurance she could.

"Everything's gonna be okay." she whispers, while you snuggle close into her, feeling the comfort she radiated. A nuzzle into the crook of her neck was the only thing you've been needing all day.

You stay quiet for a moment, a gentle breath escaping your mouth, but this one, only out of a little relief, thankful that she could be here for you. You've been needing her presence all day, but she had to be out of reach from you.

"I've missed you..." you breathe out with your earnest honesty, the small breath tickling her skin and reminding her the actual presence of you.

"I've missed you too, baby..." she whispers, nuzzling her face back into your hair, her hands running gently on your back.

You let out a content sigh, one of your legs having folded up onto the couch, just nearly in her lap, but only half in the position.

The tv was still playing in the background, and you hear the familiar voices and laughter from it, knowing Taylor probably had her favorite tv show on. But still, you wanted to ask her anyway.

"...What are you watching?" you mumble, turning your head to see the screen. You indeed saw the usual characters, moving with their expressions onscreen.

"Friends," she says, and you respond with a gentle hum, pulling up both your legs up on the couch so you could cuddle into her more properly.

Sure, the episode was playing out, but her gaze was on you rather than the tv, appreciating being next to you after a whole day.

When she sees you settle down, her arms around you tighten just slightly, leaning down to place a kiss atop your head.

It was a surprise you hadn't invited her to go to the bedroom already, considering how low of an energy you had when you went through the front door just a few minutes ago.

But she accepts it just for a moment, laying down on the long part of the couch and gently pulling you with her so you both could be more relaxed and comfortable.

"Are you sure you're not too tired, sweetheart...?" Taylor asks, peeking with a tilt of her head just so she could see your face. But you only pressed your cheek further against her chest.

"I just...wanna be with you," you mumble, your hand brushing against hers. You then look up at her to see her staring at you skeptically, her eyebrow raised.

You purse your lips, then lean up to lightly touch your nose against hers and nuzzle against it. "One episode...?" you whispered hopefully. And if that didn't do it, you leaned in to softly kiss her, an offer of sweetness that she couldn't let go.

She breathes out a chuckle, her thumb gently rubbing your skin. "Okay," she whispers, bringing your hand up to her lips to plant a gentle kiss.

Both of you continue to cuddle together on the couch, Friends playing out on the tv. It was a safe space in private, something just for the two of you, and no one else.

You relish in her small giggles at some of the comedic scenes from the tv show, and you watched too, being surprisingly captivated by the stories it held.

It didn't really last long though, of your smiles and small giggles that echoed Taylor's, considering your exhaustion was setting in even further.

Your head slowly falls against Taylor's chest and going farther down, then goes back up as you try your best to keep staying awake. She starts to notice this a lot more frequently as the episode was coming to an end, and she smiles softly at your fight to stay awake, simply to stay with her.

She leans down, whispering softly to not startle you fully awake. "You wanna go to the bedroom, baby?...It's more comfortable there." Her thumb lightly moved up and down your arm, luring you even more to give in.

You slowly nod at her question, and Taylor gently brings you to sit up, making sure to go before you fall asleep.

"Okay, come on, love..." she murmurs, kissing your cheek before helping you to stand up, arm wrapped around your waist and shoulder to keep you steady.

When you both enter the bedroom, you practically flopped into bed, lazily taking off your flannel. Taylor giggles at your silly action and helps you put away your work flannel instead of letting it be thrown somewhere on the bed.

She shakes her head, but crawls into bed to join you, her heart light as she saw you snuggling closer to her with a yawn, covering it as you nestled yourself in her embrace and the warmth of your neck.

You let yourself relax on the bed with her, your heavy and aching eyes closing themselves unwillingly. Taylor stays still, her hand gently running through your hair and brushing slightly with her fingers to soothe you into sleep.

She listens on as your breaths grew further into a softer rhythm, slowly falling asleep.

Once she was sure you were had gone to sleep and is safe, she smiles softly, her own eyes closing so she could fall into slumber with you.

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[huramuna]

flowers for my lover - oneshot.

alicent hightower x healer ofc

my sapphic heart bleeds for alicent.

wordcount: 1.6k

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content: smut (specifics under cut), fluff, angst, alicent experiencing happiness, mentions of rhaenicent, graphic depictions of death (specifics under cut), implied murder, i hurt my own feelings by writing this

i bet on losing dogs - mitski • time to say goodbye - sarah brightman & andrea bocelli

warnings: thigh riding (non-descript), death by hanging

“Shh, Alicent�� you’ll get us caught,” she giggled softly as the two women were pressed up against one another in the corridor. “It is highly inappropriate for my queen to be so close to me so late at night.” 

“Inappropriate? I find it adequately appropriate,” Alicent hummed, pressing a kiss to her ear. “You don’t wish to displease your queen, do you, Lady Primrose?” 

“May the Gods strike me down if I ever displease you, my love.” Primrose returned her kiss in earnest, their lips melding together like two puzzle pieces. They slipped into Prim’s chamber and locked the door. 

It had been four years since Driftmark, four years since Aemond had lost his eye, four years since Alicent had wielded the Catspaw blade and cut Rhaenyra, four years since Viserys had all but denounced the children he had with Alicent in favor of Rhaenyra.

It was a hard four years indeed. Aemond had to relearn to do everything and then some. Lady Primrose had been hired at the Keep to help with his adjustments, being half-trained as a septa traditionally with all the wit of a maester. 

She had honey blonde hair— not white blonde like Rhaenyra— and a soft figure. Primrose and Alicent had fallen into a quick companionship with their shared resiliency to help Aemond. Her eyes were a soft green, one being a bit more faux forest green than the other. She had one fake eye, a prosthetic forged from the Citadel. It was almost unnoticeably different unless one knew her intimately. She lost her eye at a young age due to an accident, but was a bit touchy with the details.

The companionship between the queen and her son’s counselor flourished over the years. They couldn’t exactly pinpoint when it became more than just friendship— or if it even ever was. 

Alicent loved Rhaenyra. She always would in some form or fashion, no matter the ever deepening rift between them. She still thought of her, when she would smell something or hear her voice in the wind. Alicent felt haunted by Rhaenyra’s ghost, even though she wasn’t dead. 

Primrose helped pull Alicent from her depression, just as she helped Aemond. The incident at Driftmark made the queen feel so alone, truly and utterly. Her father cited understanding and wrote off her explosion as a moment of clarity— but it was one of the worst nights of Alicent’s life. Mayhaps it was a moment of clarity in its own way, as she saw she was truly solitary. She had been since she married Viserys. Until Primrose. 

Primrose’s fingers wafted through Alicent’s hair in soft, soothing motions as they laid in the tub together, the steam rising around them, pinkening their skin. Alicent laid her head against her lover’s chest, drawing little circles against her skin with her pointer finger. They didn’t speak for a while, just happy to be in one another’s presence uninhibited, uninterrupted. Moments like these for them were few and far between. 

The queen’s brow furrowed softly as she focused on one spot in particular, wriggling her bottom lip in thought. 

“What is it, love?” Primrose asked, stilling her ministrations on Alicent’s scalp.

“… nothing— I just…” Alicent let out a tiny breath, suppressing the urge to pick at her cuticles. Primrose caught the small micro-expression that she would give before doing so, entangling their fingers together. “I’m afraid… for the future. The King is… more and more ill each day. I fear what will happen after.” 

“If everything stays the course as it has been for the last two decades, Rhaenyra will ascend the throne,” Primrose responded, using her free hand to hoist Alicent against her a bit more, pushing her up at her bottom, earning her a snort. “Are you afraid of that?”

“I’m afraid to see her again. I’m afraid she will be… different. More than she was before. I fear what ideas Daemon has been putting in her head.”

“People change over the years, sweetling. Mayhaps she’s grown more, matured. You did say she was always smart and driven when she needed to be— do you think Daemon could poison her so easily? Surely she’s more clever than that.” 

“He’s always had a hold over her for reasons I don’t understand. It… it likely has something to do with their blood. Something we wouldn’t understand– all my years and I just… don’t… understand.”

“Some things aren’t meant for us to understand, my love,” Primrose murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Alicent’s forehead, “Things may be tumultuous in the future— so let us just enjoy our brief respite now.”

“Hmm,” Alicent hummed, “An apt idea, a truly novel one.” 

The water swirled between them as Alicent slotted her thigh between Primrose’s legs, pressing softly at her core. When they had first begun their illicit affair, the queen was increasingly shy, never having found pleasure in the act of sex before. It took a year for her to loosen up and let go of her premonitions. 

Primrose undulated her hips against the queen’s firm leg, murmuring sweet nothings into her auburn hair. 

They stayed together in the bath for long after the water turned tepid and cold.

—

It was the days leading up to Rhaenyra’s arrival to King’s Landing that had Alicent in a tizzy. She was constantly flitting up and down corridors, meeting with her father and making sure everything was in line. 

She was so supremely stressed, her nails were red rimmed once more, like in her youth. She longed for just a moment’s reprieve with Primrose— something to take the edge off. The Queen didn’t even crave sex at that moment, just the overwhelming, soul wrenching need for her lover’s skin against hers, to be held like a child and weep against her soft body and not be the queen for just an hour. 

All she wished to be was Alicent. Primrose gave her that, Alicent’s title and regality stripped away once she stepped into her chambers. She felt something akin to freedom and wondered if this was the same elation her children felt atop dragonback. 

What Rhaenyra wished for all those years ago— to ride Syrax across the narrow sea and eat nothing of cake and share frosting tasting kisses. 

Alicent’s heart clenched, wept still at the thought. She wished they would’ve done it— she wonders if Rhaenyra wishes the same. 

The queen knocks upon Primrose’s door late in the eve. It isn’t unsightly for her to check in on her son’s therapist, it was quite normal. 

No answer. 

She knocked three more times before returning to her own solar. A sinking feeling was within her gut. 

—

The morn of Rhaenyra’s arrival was a storm, the keep bustling with servants and courtiers alike. 

Alicent bustled up to her father’s tower, the Tower of the Hand, at his behest. 

“Daughter,” he said, hands placed neatly behind his back as he stood near the window, adjusting a telescope. “I much appreciate your quick arrival.” 

“Of course,” Alicent replied. “Though, what could possibly be so pressing to summon me this morn? I hardly have a moment to spare otherwise.” 

Otto turned to her, his face grave. “You were fond of her, I know.” 

“… father? What are you speaking of?” she asked, her voice almost inaudible. 

He gestured to the telescope with a nod of his head. 

Alicent looked at him, then looked through the lens. The image she saw horrified her more than anything. Bile rose in her throat as she stumbled back, vomiting the contents of her breakfast onto the floor. 

Her father held her upright, drawing soothing circles upon her back. 

What the queen had seen, she would never forget. The telescope was aimed at a dead tree over the hill, near the cliffs to the bay. She was wearing white, her blonde hair swaying in the wind, her face purple and bruised. 

Primrose. Her Primrose— swinging from a ratty rope. Hanged upon the tree like a rag doll. Around her were City watchmen, ready to cut her down and take her to the Silent Sisters. 

“Wh… who—,” Alicent murmured, her mouth tasting of acid and sorrow, burning her throat. “Who did this?” 

“… we are unsure. There will be a full investigation into her death, I assure you.” 

— 

There was no such investigation. Primrose’s death was thrown to the wayside and forgotten about, as the events of Rhaenyra’s arrival and the subsequent death of the King made her murder a mere smudge at the bottom of a page, scratched over and blotted out.

Alicent tried to forget, she did. 

And at the point in her life where all of her children were dead, everyone she’d known, save for her granddaughter, were rotting in the ground, scattered to ashes in the wind, or decomposing underwater— she still couldn’t forget. 

She couldn’t forget Primrose’s face as she swung from the tree. 

On a rare outing, she ventured to the cemetery. Primrose’s remains weren’t here, of course, she had been burned en masse with those who perished at the Dragonpit during Aegon’s crowning. 

But, there was an almost unmarked headstone. There was no name, no indication on who it was— save for a crude chiseled depiction of a rose with an eye above it. 

Alicent, wracked with fever, demanded to be taken. She laid one last flower, this one fresh amongst the hundreds below the stone, which were now withered and barren— one last fresh flower. 

Alicent Hightower died that same night of winter’s fever. 

She had been murmuring, wanting to see her sons, her sweet Helaena— Princess Rhaenyra, too. 

And Primrose.

[saruman-the-silly]

Life ain't fun without a little flame

tags: sodo x gn!reader, some mild swearing! friends to lovers yay, two idiots in love more like, fluffy

You had been hired as a stage manager for Ghost, which meant you were checking that everything was going smoothly before the gigs. When you first started, the ghouls had been a bit hesitant about you. After all, you were human and usually most humans didn't take the whole "Satanic church with literal ghouls from hell" lightly.

All the hesitation disappeared soon though, when after sound check, you had approached Sodo and begun making small talk.

"Hi! I'm the new stage manager here and just wanted to say, E-string is a bit flat, thought you'd wanna know." He scoffed, and grabbed his tuner. Turns out, you were right. Sodo shook his head, and looked at you. "What do you want?"

"Oh, nothing really, just wanted to chat and maybe get to know you guys a bit. It's gonna be a long tour so, yeah!"

Sodo, being Sodo, thought you were being weird but quickly realized you were actually pretty fun company. He enjoyed your odd sense of humour, because he also had a weird sense of humour.

Sodo was definitely not the one to chat about with stage crew, and Swiss was gaping at the interaction with his mouth open, before Rain pulled him away.

"Did you see that?? He fucking SMILED AND LAUGHED WITH THEM?" Swiss grinned at Rain. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS-"

"SHH, yeah I know, Sodo hasn't really laughed in like a decade but shut it now or he'll hear you and bite your arm off!" Rain slapped Swiss' shoulder.

Swiss was, of course, right as always and everyone else except you and Sodo noticed it over time. Sodo wasn't really much of a talker, but with you beside him? You had conversations that lasted many hours, only stopping at midnight when one of you fell asleep. One time, you had been talking till very late at night, and you had fallen asleep against Sodo's shoulder.

When he noticed, he smiled and gently carried you to your room. Of course, Swiss saw you and now would not stop pestering Sodo about it.

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"SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW will you Swiss, I do not want to hear it-" Sodo crashed into the ghouls den, Swiss following right after him.

"NO I WILL NOT SHUT UP WHEN ARE YOU GONNA TELL THEM-"

"Tell who what?" Your voice rang out, stopping both Swiss and Sodo abruptly.

"Uhhhhhhh-" They both stood there, with their mouths open.

"Sodomostdefinitelyhasacrushonyoubuthe'stoodumbtosayitoutloudokayBYE-" Swiss ran out the room, just barely avoiding the ball of fire Sodo aimed at his head. Sodo cursed to himself, and tried looking anywhere but where you stood.

"You- You have a crush on.. me?" You whispered.

"Stupid Swiss, always sticking his nose in stuff where it doesn't belong- okay, yeah might as well get it out now, I do have a crush on you okay? I'll get over it in like a few weeks, it is not going to disrupt our friendship-" You gently grabbed his hand, and Sodo looked at your smiling face.

"I never thought someone as cool as you are would like me back honestly," You grinned and squeezed his hand. Sodo scoffed:

"What do you mean by that, you are literally the coolest person I know you idiot," Sodo booped you on the nose. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him, embracing him tightly. The moment was calm and peaceful, until-

"NOW KISS YOU IDIOTS-" was followed by some more screaming from Swiss, Sodo's fireball had finally hit its target. You giggled at the sight of Swiss running away with his helmet on fire, while Sodo grinned.

He gently brought your lips to his, capturing them in a gentle kiss. After a moment you pulled away, only to hear Swiss screaming at Rain and Rain trying to put out the fire. You both cracked up, and soon you were both rolling on the floor with laughter.

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this has been rotting away in my drafts for like months now, but I finished it ayy go me

as always, thanks for reading <3

[pippipoffin]

i give u 🫵 malhare

IM SO LATE TO RESPONDING THIS!!! AUGH!! well without further ado...its funny bunny time

ask game

First impression

you know, i cannot for the life of me remember my first impression of malhare...i think i probably saw him during a time in my life where i didnt really care about fnaf. i probably saw him and was like "huh. cool i guess"

Impression now

I LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH!!! he is SO full of character, i ADORE IT. it might be my favorite portrayal of william ive ever seen, honestly. (even though its not actually him but shh.) every animation you see him in is just packed full of silliness and creepycuteness, i just love him so much

Favorite moment

dunno if this counts but...i really like this monologue he gives vanny at the beginning of this trailer. i think about it literally all the time..."are you ready" YEAAAAAAAS!!!!! LETS GOOO!!!!!!

i really wish him and vanny's relationship was more fleshed out but, fnaf is nothing without its horribly vague storytelling right fghdfhjfhjjh

Idea for a story

literally anything with him and vanny please im begging you

Unpopular opinion

i dont really know how the wider fandom feels about this guy...heres a regular opinion: everything about him is perfection and i love him and want a fursuit of him

Favorite relationship

him and me, bitch. i will become a child serial killer if he lets me smash. let me massage those squishy bunny feet too 💥💥💥💥💥

Favorite headcanon

i cant really think of any headcanons...hes kind of just a silly guy with a kind of a simple premise. so instead i will gush about him more:

i really want him to host a birthday party for me, i would be so happy. i finish up my yummy greasy pizza and he serves me a slice of delicious cake. when he puts the plate down its done in a very playful and elegant way and then he does a cute little dance. im in love him. i wanna feed him some cake and pizza too

[jplupine]

Day 18: Kazeshini ~ Unknown

Pairing: Kazeshini x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~3.2k Date Published: October 18, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ Minors/Ageless get blocked, Shadow Monster!Kazeshini, Exophilia, Switch!Kazeshini, Size Difference, Unknown, Biting, Teasing, Extra Limbs, Stalking Mention, Role Reversal, Vaginal Sex, Cock Riding, Hair Pulling, Creampie, Dub/Non-Con Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Wynter also uses terms like 'sweet boy' and 'cutie' to refer to Kazeshini. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Wynter thinks they're dreaming when they're paid a visit from a shadow creature, so they decide to roll with the opportunity presented.

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

  Laying down after a long day, I curled up under the thick duvet and closed my eyes. I was tired, it was late, and all I could think about was sleeping. The quiet room and night bugs outside lulled me to sleep under the warmth of the duvet.

  I dreamt of utter darkness and warm arms around me. I could faintly hear calm breathing near my ear as I was held, and I found it relaxing. But my strangely pleasant dream began to fade when I gradually began to wake up.

  Slowly blinking, I thought it'd be morning. However, it was still dark out, and the clock on the nightstand showed that it was only a little past 1 a.m. Softly sighing through my nose, I was about to go back to sleep when I felt something on my ankle.

  It was moving slowly over my skin, and the thought a rat was under my blanket crossed my mind. But then the warmth split into what felt like spread-out fingers. Slowly turning my head as fear began to chill my veins, I looked over my shoulder.

  Nothing was there.

  I could still feel the fingers around my ankle but saw nothing but a dark bedroom. The hand slid up my calf, and something moved behind me. I felt warm air hit the back of my thighs before there was a sharp nip near the hem of my shorts.

  Jolting from the sting, I threw back the duvet. I wasn't prepared to see what was truly there and froze with my eyes wide. It was a mass of shadow with no defined features other than the hand on my leg.

  I must still be dreaming.

  "Hello." A quiet voice purred before I felt a tongue glide across my thigh. Two glowing eyes opened and seemingly looked up at me as the dark shadow shifted and moved. More parts separated, and I could vaguely make out a humanoid shape. "I've been watching you for some time now, cutie." A mouth opened to show incredibly sharp teeth as the hand went further up my leg, and I was about to scream.

  The shadow pounced to quickly cover my mouth as my head hit the pillow. Looking up at it now, I could see what looked like long pointed ears and wild hair. It was so hard to tell what was what with how dark it was in the unlit room.

  "Shh, no need to scream. I'm not gonna hurt you." The voice was masculine, and its eyes closed halfway as it smirked. "Much." Its head lowered while the hand over my mouth pushed my face away. I tried to push the shadow creature back only to feel solid muscle, and the thing barely budged.

  Screaming and struggling, my efforts were fruitless, and its breath hit the side of my neck before warm lips did. I froze when his sharp teeth brushed over my throat. His tongue lapped over my throat and pulse, and I swallowed.

  This all felt too real to be a dream. Even how his thighs caged my hips against the mattress and how his sharp teeth scraped over my skin was too vivid. He kissed down the side of my neck and licked my collarbone.

  His face pulled away as his free hand grabbed my shirt collar to pull it down and expose more skin. With his fangs away from my neck now, I rammed my knee into what I assumed was his ass. He flew forward and face-planted into the pillow next to me, and I managed to flip him off me.

  I barely got one foot on the floor when he grabbed the back of my shirt and yanked me back onto the bed. My back hit his chest as he grabbed my wrists and forced them together to be able to hold them with one hand. His breath hit my ear and cheek as his other arm wrapped around my waist to hold me in place.

  "You can't outrun me, so you might as well calm down."

  "What are you?" My voice was full of panic, and I saw two more arms made of shadows rise up from beneath me. They touched my hips before sliding up and pushing my shirt out of the way. Watching his palms travel up my stomach, I felt my skin tingle.

  "Yours for tonight." He whispered before chuckling. His fangs nipped the back of my neck, causing me to jolt as his hands went higher. "How cute."

  "This has to be a dream. It's just a dream. It's just a dream." I repeated, and his fingers found my nipples.

  "Oh, so you think I'm dreamy?" He nipped my ear as his fingers circled my nipples, and they were hardening in response to his touch. I bit my bottom lip, and his arm around my waist shifted to get that hand behind the waistband of my shorts. "Mmm, it's so nice to finally feel you." His tone was nearly a purr with his lips brushing against my neck.

  "F-Finally?" I swallowed, and he was rubbing my nipples with his other hand playing with the hem of my underwear.

  "I told you, I've been watching you for some time. Hearing you whimper in your sleep was the last fucking straw." His hand slid further down to cup my core with his fingers pressing against my labia. I jolted while taking in a sharp breath, and pressing my thighs together wasn't enough to get him to move his hand away.

  He sighed next to my ear while squeezing my chest, and he had yet to let go or even loosen his hold on my wrists. The hands on my chest slid down my torso and started pushing my shorts off.

  "Wait! Wait, wait, wait!" I squirmed, but he wasn't letting go.

  "For?"

  "I....I don't even know you."

  "What? You want me to fucking woo you first? We both know that's bullshit. Especially with how wet your pussy's getting." He pressed his fingers harder against me through my underwear.

  "That's not-"

  "Not what? Not you loving having a stranger touch you? Mmm, look at this pretty skin." His hands that had pushed my shorts down went between my knees before forcing my legs apart. He squeezed the flesh of my thighs while the hand over my underwear started rubbing with up and down motions.

  I had to fight the urge to rock my hips into his hand as my head fell back. My thighs twitched beneath his firm hands when his fingers circled my clit. He lifted his legs to keep mine spread to use his two extra hands to rip off my underwear.

  "Oh, you smell so damn good." He groaned and tossed my torn underwear to the side.

  "I liked those."

  "I don't care." He grabbed my hips to position them a little lower since he had me laying on him, and I felt something warm pressing against my ass. His lips were on my neck again as he kissed and nipped, and he shifted around beneath me as if he was pushing down pants.

  Something smacked against me, and I felt my heart hammering in my chest. Given the circumstances and current positioning, I could only assume it was his dick. Two of his hands were traveling up my sides while a third slid down my pelvis.

  His touch had lit a fire beneath my skin as his sharp teeth kept leaving marks on my neck. With his knees keeping mine spread and my clothes on the floor, there was nothing hindering his ability to touch my bare pussy any longer. His fingers slid in my arousal, and he groaned from feeling how wet I was. Using his fingers, he spread me open and tilted his hips to slot his cock between my lips.

  He was hot and thick, and my breath faltered when he rocked his hips, making his shaft rub against my clit. 'Just a dream. Just a dream.' I repeated in my head as my eyes closed.

  "You're being too quiet now." He sounded displeased but didn't stop rocking his hips to rub his cock against me. I could feel my arousal leaking down my ass and wetting his length with each slow thrust he gave.

  "Let go of my wrists."

  "You think I'm stupid? I'm not gonna have you swinging at me when I'm this close." He growled as his hands squeezed my chest. I wasn't going to ask again and quickly grabbed the nearest thing I could to yank on it. He yowled since I'd grabbed one of his long ears that felt like an animal's.

  His pain made him reflexively shove me off him, and I looked over to see him cradling his ear. At least, I could only guess since his body was just a mass of shadow in the dark room. His extra arms were gone now as well, and he began to growl.

  "You little-" He turned on me with a snarl, but I was already prepared and pinned him to the mattress. Holding one wrist against the pillow next to his head, I grabbed his jaw with my other hand to keep him still as I gently kissed the ear I'd pulled on.

  Looking down at him, I saw what looked like confusion on his face, but it was hard to be certain. The room was quiet as tension hung in the air from the uncertainty of what would happen next.

  "You're mine for tonight, you said?" I questioned, and he paused before hesitantly nodding. "And I really can't outrun you?" He shook his head as the confusion grew in his glowing eyes. "Then you picked the wrong bastard to fuck with if you think you can just push me around." My grip on his jaw tightened, and his eyes widened.

  "Oh, shit...." He muttered as I let go of his wrist to grab his cock and guide the tip to my entrance. I sank down and let out a shaky breath from feeling him deep inside. The shadow creature groaned, and my hand slowly released his jaw.

  Since I couldn't actually see his features, my fingers brushed over where his lips should be. They were soft as his warm breath hit my fingertips. I cupped his face in my hands while hovering over him and felt sharp cheekbones and an aquiline nose. Despite his animalistic ears and teeth, his face seemed to be quite humanoid.

  My hands went lower to touch down his neck and his chest as I explored the unknown. I could feel toned muscles along his torso as he leaned into my touch. He wasn't that broad, but he seemed rather tall.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Figuring out what's what." I replied as my hands went back up his stomach and chest. "Not bad, Mr. Monster." My tone was close to a purr as my fingers slid into his hair. His eyes closed halfway from my gentle touch before snapping wide open when I pulled his hair to force his head back.

  I made him bare his throat as I started fucking myself on his cock. He gave a strangled moan, and his hands flew to my hips to hang on. I kissed his throat as he bit his bottom lip to muffle the sounds he was making.

  If this was a dream, there'd be no harm in fucking him. If in the slim chance this was all real.... Well, this creature was clearly not intending to eat me and was well distracted by pleasure to keep from trying.

  "Oh, fuck~! Shit- You- Ngh~! Damn it!" He could hardly make a sentence and was noisier than I thought he'd be. Tilting my hips as I rode his cock, he groaned even louder since the new angle let him go deeper. I nipped the side of his neck, and he leaned his own head to the side to give me better access.

  I couldn't tell if I was actually leaving any marks on his skin, but he seemed to be enjoying my mouth on his neck regardless. His grip on my hips tightened before he forced me down on his cock as his hips bucked. I moaned along with him before pulling away from his neck.

  With my hands on his chest, I could see his sharp teeth but not his eyes since they were closed. He was panting and dug his feet into the mattress to be able to thrust his hips up more, driving his dick harder and deeper in time with my bouncing. It felt so good, and watching him writhe beneath me fueled me to keep going.

  "Is it as good as you thought it'd be, sweet boy?"

  "Better. Damn, you're so wet. Oh, fuck~!" His voice was breathy, and his glowing blue eyes opened to look down and watch me ride his cock. He gained a lopsided grin and grabbed my shirt to push it higher to expose my stomach.

  "Hold on." I sat up straight to pull my shirt off all the way before tossing it to the floor.

  "Lean back just a little more, cutie." I did as told, and his cock hit a spot that had pleasure sparking along my nerves. I grabbed his wrists to have something to hold while still riding him. Moaning, I picked up the pace as the muscles in my thighs flexed and relaxed, and he assisted in lifting my hips.

  His fingers dug into my skin with a near-bruising grip as he moaned with fangs bared like a snarling animal. It turned me on even more, and my head fell back with my eyes closed. I panted and basked in the pleasure making my head feel light and for my muscles to clench.

  My back suddenly hit the mattress, and I opened my eyes to see the shadow creature over me. He held my hips in place off the bed while smacking his pelvis into me wildly. I moaned and gripped the blanket beneath me in tight fists. His mouth was open from all the noises he was making with his tongue hanging out like a panting dog.

  I was immediately thinking of ways he could use that long tongue of his.

  This had to be one of my best dreams ever.

  Reaching up, I grabbed his face and pulled him down into a kiss. He was taken by surprise but quickly melted into it. I flipped our positions while still kissing him and ground my hips into his.

  The friction against my clit sent a shiver up my spine. Nipping his bottom lip, he opened his mouth to let my tongue to enter. We were moaning and groping, and I lost myself in the shadow creature. I could feel more hands squeezing and dragging nails over my skin as we rolled across the bed.

  I couldn't even tell where some of them were coming from. It was almost as if the shadows themselves had come to life to assist. It felt so good, and one of the hands found my clit as another pulled my hair.

  Moaning loudly, I felt his mouth on my throat. He groaned into my skin while drooling, and my nails dug into his shoulders. I could tell from his urgent thrusting and pushing as deep as he could go that he was going to cum soon.

  He tried to pull me even closer before his head fell back with a moan. I could feel his cock deep inside of me as he rutted and filled me. The hand on my clit didn't stop until my toes were curling with my orgasm.

  The shadow creature watched while making me ride out the high. When I was finally coming back down, the extra hands began to disappear.

  "Fuck." I panted while pushing my hair out of my face.

  "That all you got, cutie? Just one round?" The creature laughed, and I paused to think of how to respond. Without saying a word, I pulled myself out of bed even with cum leaking down my thighs. "Oi. What are you doing?"

  Bending over, I grabbed the box I kept under the bed and dropped it on the edge of the mattress. Opening it, I pulled out a leash and pulled it taut until it audibly snapped.

  "I've still got all night, brat." I watched his eyes widen as I grinned devilishly.

  "Oh, shit...."

  Waking up, I groaned while feeling my body ache. Sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the curtains, and I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Blinking a few times, I huffed.

  Why'd I have to get such a good dream but terrible sleep?

  I then noticed I could hear soft breathing other than my own and looked down to see a mass of wild hair. Freezing as my brain snapped awake, I was trying to figure out who the fuck was using my chest as a pillow.

  There was an arm draped over my waist, and I saw nearly pitch-black skin with a blood-red hue.

  Last night hadn't been a dream.

  Which explained the aching and the lack of sleep feeling.

  Without even thinking, I shot out of bed and went to the bathroom. With the door shut, I had my hands pressed together as if in prayer in front of my mouth while pacing the bathroom. The things I'd done last night.

  I was still naked and stopped to look in the mirror to see hickeys and love bites littering my skin. My ears burned, and I had to lean on the sink.

  "Okay, so I fucked a literal monster last night. And then woke up cuddling him." I muttered while looking at myself. "No, this can't be real. ....Can it?" My brows furrowed, and I slowly turned to look at the door.

  Nervously tapping my finger against the sink counter, the seconds ticked by. Taking in a deep breath through my nose, I slowly let it out through my mouth. Reaching for the doorknob, I opened the door to face whatever may be waiting on the other side.

  Sure enough, the monster was there and awake. He had his head propped up with his cheek resting in his hand while lying on his side. His glowing eyes were on me, and with the room being brighter, I could actually make out more details that had been impossible to see in the dark last night.

  "Good morning, cutie." He grinned, showing his mouth full of sharp teeth.

  "Good morning." I awkwardly shifted on my feet while thinking about how the shadow creature actually looked rather handsome.

  "Wondering why I'm still here?" He quirked up a brow while smirking. I nodded, and he held his chin. His expression matched his cocky tone now that I could actually see it. "I decided you can have me for more than just a night." There was a second of silence, and I couldn't help but chuckle behind my hand. His ear twitched as his smile fell. "What?"

  "Nothing, Kazeshini." His ears perked up at hearing me say his name, and he seemed to like that I had remembered it from last night. Perhaps I could get used to having the shadow monster around.

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Little Red and The Wolf 01

➽─Previous || Chapter one || Next─❥

Your in your home, you seems to be waiting for the dinner to be cooked.

"Mate! Heres dinner!" You hear someone says before they place the covered dish in front of you.

You look up to see that wolf you saw earlier this day, through it seems that you two are living together.

"What's for dinner..." You heard yourself ask.

"Well would you try to eat first?" He smiled before he open the dish and before you is odd looking steak. You take a bite, somehow a familiar sense of taste inter your system.

"...what kind of meat is this..." You question out of pure curiosity.

"Your favorite kind." He seat in front of you.

"My favorite?" You don't understand what he meant but he slowly turning to gruesome pile of meat.

"Me~" he says before he become a steak.

.

.

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"-- !!???" You wake in a jolt and feeling nauseated.

"Are you ok, mate?!" You heard the same voice from your dream, you seat up in surprised and your head collide with another. Causing you to go back to sleeping yet again.

..

"My baby sibling finally awake?" You open your eyes and saw your brother looming above you. You quickly hugs your big brother waist.

"Brother, brother I don't wanna eat meat anymore... I mean that's a lie... through the meat I eat yesterday... I have a bad dream about it." You cried as you tell your older brother you nightmare. while you tell him, he pat your back to calm you down.

"Shh.. sh.. it's ok, MC. Everything is ok. That's just a bad dream." Niki comforted you as he softly squish your cheeks together.

"Now do you wanna eat some breakfast and early lunch together? I made you some pancake with many syrup to choice from." He change the topic, your eyes sparkle the moment he mention food. You felt your stomach grumble as it alarm you don't eat for a while.

"Yes!!" Niki seat up from the bed and you follow him along like a lost chick down stairs. You seat on the table in the kitchen and your brother put the plate of pancake tower on your side and his. Then all the syrup you could choice from.

"Thank you for the food!" You both say as you two take a mouthful of bite of your pancake and enjoying the late breakfast and early lunch together in harmony.

Through the moment come to an end when someone knock in the door. Niki look up from his decreasing tower of pancake to the direction of the door.

"Hmm.... I don't know we're having a visitor." He wonder as he drink some fruit juice to wash down the food on his mouth.

"I'll go check it out then!" You take one mofe bite of the pancake and drink see juice.

"Ok~~ come back soon cause pancake are good when its still warm~" he smiled as he wave you off, before going back to his meal.

You walk out of the kitchen to the front door of the house. Somehow you smell something delicious behind the door. you have horrible thought of whos the person behind the door, it bring nothing but fear from such thoughts as you remember your dream-- your nightmare.

But of course one needs to check if it's right or it's wrong.

"Hello!" You open the door to see the wolf from yesterday and from your dream outside with basket full of food.

"..." You close the door and take a deep breath and open it again.

"Hihi!" The same wolf greeted you again now with a wave.

"...can I help you?" You cover your nose as you can smell the scent again. Your unconsciously drooling the moment he lean in to rub his head against yours.

"H-hey! W-what was that!" You blush at the contact.

" Affection!" He beam. " I ..." You pause at his words. Holding your temple you wonder what's up with this wolf head.

" You do know I tried eating you before, like literally???" You wanna clear out things and make sure his brain is functional correctly or not. You felt worried if it's because of what you did.

"You did! You bite through my skin! Your teeth is so strong!" He complimented.

'help. This wolf is a weirdo???? Big brother hhhheeeellllppppppp! I do wanna be rude to him to just close the door at his faceeee....' you thought, pleading internally that you don't need to deal with him alone.

"MC?" It seems Niki heard your wish, but it's more of him wanting to check on what's taking you so long that the pancakes is getting very cold.

"Oh... It's Rinne's little brother. You come visiting again?" He don't seems surprised to see the young Wolf, rather he seems very use to it. He smiled as he look at the basket Hiiro brought.

"little MC. Don't you remember it's bad to make food wait or deny guest in our house?" That's why he have to deal with the intruder called Rinne every single time. But Hiiro is more nice to have as a guest than the older one.

"b-brother!!" You tag his cloths, not believing his making this tasty wolf stay!

" MC when your unconscious for couple of days... Which is probably on my part for hitting you. His the one who took care of you with me..." He felt bad as he cherish the back of your head, you jolt when he rub the aching bump from the hit.

"sorry mc... I won't hit you anymore with a frying pan.." He hugs you and trying to comfort you as he gesture hiiro to come in as your momentarily destructed by your big brother warm hug.

"It's okii..." You mumble as you hugs Niki. Like a clingy child.

" Sorry for intruding!" Hiiro says as he comes inside your humble home. " Mate! This is my gift for you!" He offer the basket to you with a smile. You look at him while still hugging your big brother.

" You don't cut yourself and put the meat in the basket right???" your mind went back to the dream you have. Niki chuckle at your words as he pet your head, calming you down.

" No??? Do you want me too???" Does it mean, you want him to do that? He will take it to mind then--

" NO! DON'T!" You quickly shake your head.

"Shhhh. Calm down, calm down... Hiiro is just joking, MC." Your bro quickly comfort you. After a while, you manage to calm down.

" Huhuhu... Big brother. Do we really have to let a steak enter our house?" The scent is once again becoming more fragmented for you own good when hiiro close the door behind him.

" Bad mc!" Niki flick your forehead when you call the young Wolf steak. "It's bad to call people name and especially call them food names." He point out.

" Huhuhu... Sorry..." You weep. You don't like when you brother nags you, it mean his mad at you. "Are you mad?"

"Say sorry first to our guest."

"..." You look at him and sigh. " S-sorry... I don't mean to call you names..." You look at Hiiro, feeling bad about it when you realize it's indeed very rude to do so.

" Oh, it's fine! I been called worse." He chuckle, his laughter sound like a beautiful tone on your ears, causing your ears to turn red. 'what... ?? ' confuse by your own reaction you become silent as you look at him smiling warmly as he offer you the basket.

" My gift to you my mate~"

"Thank you--" accepting it with a soft smile as it is food, and food cannot be refuse. It's disrespectful!

"I love you, mate~" He says as he hugs you. "H-huh...?!" You were frozen stiff by the contact and start to turn red as his words, close contact and the fact his scent is so close, made you mentally drunk. Your heart isn't doing you any good when it's beating so fast!

This is so crazy! Do you need to a doctor ?! D-do you have time for doctor check up today??? Wait! Don't You have a homework--?? What about tommorow???' you start to think as hiiro rubs his cheeks against yours, his wolf ears and tails comes out from happiness he felt. His fluffy tail wagging in glee behind him.

"Ehehe~ your so warm." He mumble smiling.

"... Amagi Hiiro. I'm counting from 5 to 0. You better stop hugging my lil mc cause we need to eat ok!?"

"O-oh?! Okii!" His eyes widen bug he stills hugs you. He will hug you till the timer run out.

*1

*2

*3

"I love you~" he says again as he spin you around in his arms, you were turning brighter red like his hair and probably end up Melting from his warm affection being too foreign to you.

*2

*1

*Chuuu.

Kissing your forehead, he let go of you as Niki says 0.

"Ok! Time for breakfast! Come eat with us, hiiro-kun!" Niki open his eyes as he beam. He saw you on the floor holding your cheeks and having steam of embarrassment coming out of your head.

"Ahaha~ mc! Don't just stay there! Let's go eat ok?" He pulled you up and you three all went to the kitchen.

He happily serve hiiro his own set of mountain of pancakes. As the three of you eat, hiiro fluffy tail keep wagging happily as he enjoy such moment with you.

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Oddworld: Conar’s Ambition, Chapter 12, Draft 1

Slim was sure to stretch his arms out. It was a little tough to balance while holding a Slig that way, but it was better than accidental lacerations. Still, he couldn’t help but notice how weird it was that the Ratz didn’t even move further into the tree. A couple of them were even peeking out at Conar as he impaled the trunk, preparing for a quick climb.

Conar, however, was laser-focused on his chance at a gun, and kept slamming his claws into the tree with knuckle-bloodying punches. He sneered at the Rat audience he had in that knothole, wriggling himself from Slim’s grip.

“All right, come to papa…”

He tried to ignore the stinging of sap against his bloodied hands, instead focusing on getting his head into the nest, tentacles ready to grab… at nothing. There was nothing in there save some twigs and dead leaves for cushioning. As he looked around, it was clear that nothing larger than a Popper could fit in here, and none of those could be found. He glared at the Ratz that huddled, still staring at him with dispassionate eyes before he pulled his head out and dislodged his claws.

He realized too late that that left him to plummet to the ground, leaving him a sore back on the ground, while his hands continued to sting. Upside down, he could see Sim’s feet not coming closer to him.

“Okay, what the hell,” Conar grumbled, rolling back onto his stomach. “I saw ‘em take that thing away! Where’d they put it?”

“Those ain’t the only Ratz around,” Slim said, pointing towards another set of green dots in the nearby darkness.

“You think that’s them?”

“Don’t see any other—”

And that was all Slim could say before Conar was gunning it, flinging mud behind him to chase after them.

Slim’s eyes were the only part of him that followed his companion. There was still something wrong with all of this. Why would vermin even drag a Blunderbuss around? And they didn’t seem to fear either of the larger creatures chasing them.

His worries only rose as he saw Conar get close to the green lights, only for them to disappear and new ones to appear some yards away, and chittering started all around him.

Slim lifted his spear, turning around to see more of them looking at him, chirping and squeaking intensely. Laughing at him? It was Conar who was falling for it! Sure, he was tagging along, but where else was he supposed to go?

Some of the Rat’z heads were turning or rapidly tilting, and Slim noticed it was all towards one direction. His eyes moved that way, and he tensed, spear at the ready.

“Okay, what the hell,” Conar grumbled, crawling his way towards Slim. “There’s no way these things are that strong—”

“Shh!”

Conar stopped and saw Slim’s posture, raising a clawed fist in the same direction.

“What’s comin’?” he hissed, to no response. He gazed forward, seeing faint rustles ahead grow into violent thrashings of the shrubbery.

Loud clicking and what sounded like raspy breathing and clicking made both of them tense up even more. Slim leaned forward, holding his spear far ahead of him and wobbling somewhat. Hopefully, Conar would be able to pick up the slack before he got mauled.

If only it would come out and fight already. Whatever it was, it was taking forever.

Conar was reminded of a time he had to help chase after an escaping worker and drag him back. He was on point, clearly showing up in front of the Mudokon, giving him a good scare while…

“Slim! To your right!”

Slim turned just in time to catch a Paramite with his spear. The creature recoiled, hissing as it limped back.

“Ha!” Conar laughed, “Can’t get us with that old—”

His triumph was short-lived as the third Paramite leapt on top of him. He was caught in the long fingers of its maw, razor-sharp talons starting to dig into his side. He winced in pain, hands clawing against the ground for a moment before he remembered his only defense. Making some hasty slashes, flailing against his assailant, he was rewarded with a hot shriek against his body and being dropped into the mud. He would have clutched at his side, but adrenaline was screaming for him to crawl to a better position. Get out of range. Reconvene with an ally. Prepare for a counterattack.

Thankfully, there was a small amount of time to do all of this; the Paramites were gathering together, clicking and hissing. Apparently, they were expecting easier prey.

Both sides silently stood there, eyeing the other from a distance just long enough for either to try a lunge. One of the Paramites twitched its fingers irritably, and Conar’s tentacles couldn’t help but match the motion. Slim kept steady, adjusting his grip on his spear.

A screech came from the Paramite that attacked Slim and it rushed straight towards Conar. It ran at a breakneck pace, stopping just shy of Conar’s claws.

“Hey! Get away from—” was as far as Slim got before he was tackled by the other two.

Conar turned, instinctively trying to get in the fray. His adversary was ready, though, and it had leapt between him and Slim. It extended its fingers, giving Conar a grisly view of its maw with a spindly crown to punctuate it.

It was too blatant for him to ignore. Conar had to rush claw-first into that maw. Hopefully, it would either die a quick death or take the hint and flee.

No such luck. It swatted him down to the ground like he was a fly. He grunted, making a desperate swipe and cut the beast’s underbelly. It recoiled and tried to pierce him with its spindly leg. Conar was barely able to roll out of the way in time, his own claw scraping one of his tentacles as he did so. He cursed through the pain, swinging at the Paramite’s leg. Hopefully, he could at least cripple the thing and help Slim out.

Slim, for his part, was pinned on the ground, teeth grit under the pressure of a Paramite trying to maul his face off. It was all he could do to shove one off with his spear, while the other occasionally struck, testing his armor. He was able to kick at the attacking Paramite, and sometimes shift his weight to warn it off with the tip of his spear. The one pinning him was constantly clawing with its face, trying to get at his own. A pressing pain shot whenever it stepped to adjust its stance.

He didn’t know how long he could hold them off for.

“What’re you doing?!” he suddenly heard Conar shout.

He risked a glance, seeing Conar swiping against his opponent, stealing glances towards him as well.

“Wait ‘till the thing lunges and then stop blocking!” he continued between grunts. “C’mon, that’s Combat Wranglin’ 101!”

“What?!” Slim cried. “The thing’ll bite my head off!”

“Then roll, stupid! You gotta get out of there!”

Slim gulped, eyeing the beast staring at his own face. Its head tilted and clicked. And then it attacked again. He pulled the spear close, rolling aside as the Paramite lost its balance. It tumbled into the mud, but it was clear that it wouldn’t be prone for long. Slim took the opportunity to stand up and back towards Conar, his spear ready for either Paramite he had been dealing with.

Conar was spending much of his time rolling, continuing to slash at his own assailant before finally getting a good hit with his claws, causing the Paramite’s leg to fall off at the knee. It immediately fell over, crying out in pain. Conar didn’t have time to celebrate his victory, though; there were two more foes to deal with.

The two other Paramites backed up, keeping their faces towards the duo. Their fingers twitched slightly. Conar clambered onto Slim’s back, prepared to give backup as Slim kept his spear steady.

Then the Paramites howled. It was a raspy squeal from both of them, and it shook Slim to his core. Conar had issues staying on Slim as the Mudokon stood up and took a step back.

“What the hell? We gotta take ‘em out before…”

“I… d-don’t think it’ll just be them anymore.”

Conar stopped struggling to take a look at their foes, and realized Slim was right. His eyes widened when he heard more than two voices in the howl.

There was rustling in the vegetation around them, loud enough to sound like it was coming from all sides. The two of them looked around, making sure none of their current Paramites were making a move towards them. All that was happening on their front was the three-legged one slowly circling in a sad limp, joining its companions.

The howls were getting closer, but still echoing all around.

“Where can we go?” shouted Slim.

“Not sure, not sure…”

Conar kept his claws out over Slim’s shoulders, but noticed the Ratz in the trees were still staring. Damn things took his weapon and now they were going to enjoy his violent death? He grunted, but then he noticed they were tilting their heads, squeaking frantically. He turned to where they were pointing to see a clearing, and realized they were all trying to communicate a means of escape.

“Let’s get the hell outta here!” he cried out, pulling Slim into the direction of the opening.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!”

Slim took a couple steps back, pointing his spear meaningfully towards each Paramite. Satisfied with that, he turned and broke into a sprint. Just in time, too; a whole pack of Paramites was jumping out from almost every brush. They galloped just behind, screaming and hissing in their pursuit.

Conar knew he couldn’t do much; without Pants, he had no way to run, so he could only serve as extra weight on Slim’s back. He didn’t come all this way to get eaten, though. Maybe if he wrapped his tail around Slim’s waist like so, and turned himself around like this…

He found himself face to face with one of them, hot breath like rotting meat blowing against him. A swift uppercut slowed it down, only to be replaced with two more. Conar continued swiping and punching, keeping Paramites at bay with every hit. But the bouncing as Slim ran combined with his violent moves told him he couldn’t keep this up forever.

Man, what he wouldn’t do for a smoke about now.

“You – ow – see a way out of this?” he called out between blows.

Slim was still charging forward, eyes darting for any means out of this. Unfortunately, the only place he could go that wasn’t a clawed death or a watery grave led him to a dead end in the form of a rocky cliff face. Just from the look of it, it was too steep for either of them to climb in time to avoid getting mauled.

But there! If he could just find a way, maybe he could dislodge those rocks and at least scare the Paramites off. He lifted his spear and took aim.

“Any day now!” Conar shouted, trying to slash at the faces of what was quickly becoming a green mass.

“Hang on tight!” Slim replied, finally throwing.

Tak!

His spear connected, bouncing off one of the smaller rocks at the base. The rock shifted slightly. Slim had the sinking feeling that even if it gave way and there was a rockfall, it would come too late for them.

He looked out to the water. The least he could do was make sure one of them escaped alive.

“Get that Gluk for me!” he cried, before grabbing Conar off his back.

“Hey, what the hell--?” Conar cried out, before screaming as he was thrown into the murky waters.

He flailed in a maelstrom of silt for a moment before righting himself and breaking the surface.

“You bastich!” he sputtered. “I’m still not used to—”

He fell silent, however, as he saw Slim had four Paramites on top of him, all trying to break his armor, with many other ready to join in. They stopped, however, as the rocks finally came tumbling down, and turned to flee. Most of them made it out, but Slim was, best case scenario, trapped under the rubble.

“You idiot,” Conar shouted, swimming towards the rubble, “How’d you not guess those rocks’d land on ya?”

His paddling quickly became crawling again as he made it over to where Slim was. He tried to push against a rock here and there, or even dig through, but it was pointless. His visor got blurry as he turned away.

“Dammit, Slim,” he sighed, “I wouldn’t ‘a made it this far without you. You ain’t dyin’ on me now!”

A groan came from somewhere beneath the rubble.

“I hope not… if this is what death is like, it sucks!”

“You sonuvabitch,” Conar almost laughed, “You had me thinkin’ I was gonna have to carry even more dead weight!”

“Yeah, sorry to disappoint,” Slim said, coughing loudly. “Guess you’re putting up with me for a bit longer.”

“Well, you gotta get outta there first. I’m lookin’ for a way from out here, but you see anything?”

“Just the rocks piled onto my chest,” Slim coughed. “Kinda surprised I haven’t been crushed.”

Conar nodded. Whatever that worm’s hide was made of, it didn’t crumble under the earth, at least. All he’d have to worry about was helping that Mudokon escape.

“Damn,” Conar grunted after some more attempts, “These are… really not budging. Not sure I can move ‘em on my own.”

“I’d help ya out, but, y’know.”

Slim managed a short laugh from his rocky prison. Conar was shocked that he wasn’t seeing the humor.

“Hang in there, chump. I’m gonna see what else I can do.”

Conar allowed himself to slide off the pile and into the water. He doubted anything on the path could help him out. If only those Ratz had given him that gun, he could have tried to blast the rocks apart.

Speaking of which, he could see some paddling ahead of him with their singular feet. He didn’t know where they were headed, but they had warned him and Slim and given them safe passage. Maybe they knew how to save Slim. It was a long shot, but hey, so was trying to rob Zeb at this point.

He and the Ratz soon reached shore, with thick trees giving shade to caves all over. The caves were small, dome-shaped things, and they reminded Conar of the Sloghouses back at his former workplace.

Wait a sec…

He heard the growls just as the smell of rotting carcasses hit him. He turned to see four wild Slogs drooling over the meat of something he didn’t recognize. The biggest one was almost double Conar’s size, and it stepped over the corpse, warning him not to try anything with their meal.

“Down, boy,” Conar said in spite of himself. Jeez, how long had he been rearing Slogs?

To his continued astonishment, the Slog actually paused for but a moment. The other three looked up at their leader, tilting their heads. Conar looked up, hoping against all hope that gaping maw was smiling at him.

It wasn’t going to last, though. After a brief whine of hesitation, the leader let out a booming bark, one Conar had heard from truly hungry Slogs before they were shipped away to Odd-knows-where. The others joined suit, and Conar knew he’d be next on the menu if he couldn’t think of something, anything, to get him out of this rotting mass of caves.

Crawling away wouldn’t outpace even a newborn Sloggie, and even if he wanted to fight back, he had two claws against multiple sets of knife-like teeth. He had to figure something other than fighting or running.

He needed a long shot, and so he whistled.

“Here, boy!” he shouted.

He got several barks in response, and the Slogs began sauntering towards him. Conar realized with horror that he was covered in the blood and sweat of other animals, and smelled like a wounded morsel. They really were in no hurry.

In vain, he tried to crawl away, but one of the tinier ones had already reached his tail, pulling back while the incisors made him cry in pain. He had no choice; either die like a chump, or die fighting like a Slig.

Before he could even roll around to get his claws ready, though, he heard another growl in the distance. Even the Sloggie chewing on him paused.

It was another Slog, covered in murky swamp water and roots. Several others followed after, some larger than their leader, but all awaiting his next move. They didn’t have to wait long, as he charged forward, furiously barking as he grabbed the Sloggie in his jaws, tossing her into the mud before shifting his focus onto the leader. He let out a deep bark, the kind that Conar was supposed to punish Slogs for back at his job.

He was never told why, but he knew enough to crawl back.

The two Slogs lunged at each other in a flurry of snarls, bites, and the occasional kick. Before anyone else could join in the duel, the other swampy Slogs joined the fight, so everyone had a sparring partner.

Conar tried to duck around teeth and clawed feet, but he was reaching his limit. All the chases, the fall, the fights… it was catching up to him. His movements slowed and became clumsier, and he had to resort to keeping himself upright with his facial tentacles, but even they were struggling to keep him moving forward.

If only he could get back to Slim. He deserved to know why he wouldn’t be coming back.

There was a sharp whine behind him, and a howl. Suddenly, every Slog stopped and joined in, making a cacophony that could be heard for miles. It lasted for just a few moments, but it was clear there was a new top Slog.

Conar took his hands off his earholes, preparing to crawl again when a shadow loomed over him. He could feel the hot breath crawling on his back, to say nothing of the acrid smell that came with it. It panted, and he spun to see a swampy Slog, with blood on its teeth, looking down at him. He felt some of the moss and slop drip onto him, and readied himself for a messy end.

So why was this Slog purring?

“…Chairman?” Conar asked, before being nuzzled by the guy. “I don’t believe ya! Where’d you run off to?”

He was answered by a few licks and more slop covering him. Looking past him, he could see the Slogs escaped from that crate and the wild Slogs alike looking at the two, waiting for something to happen.

“C’mon, boy,” Conar finally said, climbing onto Chairman’s back. “What say we get to Slim?”

***

Slim waited, being unable to do anything else. With the pressure on his chest, even trying to get good rest was fruitless. He had made the mistake of opening his eyes once, only to have to close them again when muck and dust fell on his face. He tried to focus on breathing, then. Even if it was a little musty, he could at least do that.

He might have laughed had that not been too much effort. Here he was, finally free from slaving away and running away, and he was even more trapped than before. Even his companion had run off, who knows where to, and Slim couldn’t know if he was still alive or even looking for a way to help him.

Then he heard barking. It was all too similar to his former workplace, rubbing it in even further. It was even getting closer, like those times he had to clean the pens of untrained Sloggies. He’d be surprised if he didn’t still have bite marks on his butt from those assignments. At the very least, he didn’t have the Slig spectators to go along with it.

He swore, sometimes he saw Conar outside the pen with the rest. He laughed with the rest of them, but was never the one to shove him in, nor did he ever talk about betting. In hindsight, that was weird.

His train of thought derailed as he heard the barking come closer. He soon heard footsteps that became louder and louder before climbing above him. Once they reached what he could only guess was the peak, to his distress, they stopped walking, but continued barking in anticipation.

“Alright, boys,” he heard Conar say. “Dig!”

Slim couldn’t help but smile as he heard the Slogs growl and rock start to shift. In the distance, the sound of stone falling started to give a good rhythm to the whole thing.

“I hope you’re still not Slog meat,” Conar called down, “‘cause you gotta see this!”

[thefangirlthatwaited]

Encounter (Chapter 123) - A Destiny 2 Story

Crow x Guardian

Shh.” Crow kissed my forehead before returning to the bathroom. I felt guilty for making him clean up my mess. He was supposed to be resting, too. I reached over and grabbed a discarded pair of PJs before crawling into bed. 

Crow joined me thirty minutes later with a cup of hot chocolate and pulled me to his chest. “So, are you going to tell me what you saw back there?” I stared at the liquid in my cup, holding back tears and the images. “Ruby, I want to help.”

“There is no helping me with this, Crow. Some things can’t be fixed.”

“I can try, can’t I?”

I sighed. “I guess.” I sipped my drink. “It’s the same reason I haven’t slept since the mission. When my eyes are closed, all I see is her body, and it’s a reminder that I wasn’t fast enough to save her.”

“Ruby,” 

“I’m never fast enough to save anyone. Coming in right at the end to see them draw their last breath.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“Isn’t it? Iroh, Finley, Sky, Scarlet, Phoenix and Cayde.”

“Wasn’t-”

“Uldren.” Crow tensed, and I slowly turned to face him. “As Aurora, I was too late to save him. The darkness got its hooks in before I could save him... You.”

Crow was silent as he processed what I’d said. I watched as his brow furrowed and then unfurrowed, the way he bit his cheek when deep in thought. I played around with my drink till Crow removed it from my hands and forced me to look at him.

“None of those deaths are your fault, Ruby. You had no control over any of it. You did the best you could with what you had then, and I know none of those people would blame you. Myself included. You have to stop blaming yourself.”

“But-”

Crow gripped my chin, denying me to look away. “No buts, Ruby.”

“I can’t fight what I feel.”

“No you can’t. But you’ll have me to remind you every day that you did nothing wrong. I’m going to be your husband, aren’t I?”

“Yeah,”

“It’s in my job description.”

“I don’t deserve you.”

“You deserve me and so much more, Ruby.” I wanted to argue but let it die before it left my lips. “As for your nightmares. I wish I could take them away, but since I can’t. I remind you that you can wake me at any point. You’re not alone.”

“Thank you, Crow.” I pecked his cheek before cuddling back into his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Crow pulled me close and fell asleep long before me. The sun was cresting the horizon by the time exhaustion took hold. Crow’s words from that night warmed my heart, but they did little to soothe my nightmares. 

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