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Sex Positive - Charles Leclerc

Words: 2,470 Summary: Y/N goes on a podcast to talk about one thing and one thing only, sex. Note(s): NSFW just because this is just all sex talk, no actual sex, but it is the main topic of discussion. Part SMAU

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“Y/N Y/L/N”

She smiles at the sound of her name, adjusting her headphones a bit until they finally seem to sit snug on her head.

“Welcome to the sex positive podcast.”

“Thank you for having me!”

“Thank you for coming on!” Elaine says. “When I reached out, I had hoped you would come on, but was shocked when you said yes.”

“I had to come on. We’ve known each other now for like two years?” Elaine nods at her words. “And yet despite that and this podcast doing so well, which by the way congrats on the new milestone. 250k is insane, and your profession we’ve never once talked about sex.”

“We have not.” Elaine laughs. “Probably because we also run into each other at events and dinners. Not the best place for me to ask how you feel about sex.”

“Well, I should tell you, I am coming on here to actually talk about how much I hate sex.” She says, ending her sentence with an eye roll, as she adjusts how she’s sitting, not even noticing her cardigan slip.

“Oh, yeah.” Elaine nods. “You hate sex.” She then nods to her left shoulder and her eyes drop and she lets out a laugh, seeing the love bites now exposed from the cardigan slipping.

“Like I said, I hate it.” She laughs.

“How is your relationship with sex? I mean, what has your experience been with it?”

She considers for a moment, “I’d say I have a good relationship with sex. It was never a topic that was shied away from when I was younger. My parents both gave me the talk, they made sure that I felt safe and comfortable to talk to them about it. They also never shied away from talking about how they had sex before they were adults, so if I did, they understood. All they asked was that I was safe.”

“And you think that’s helped?”

“Of course.” She nods. “I mean, I was sixteen when I had sex for the first time. Which was before all my friends and after that I was the one my girl friends came to for condoms and advice.”

“Was it good?”

She makes a face, “I mean, I think it was as good as two sixteen-year-olds having sex for the first time can be. A little awkward, some fumbling, finishing so quick.”

Elaine laughs, “Y’know that probably is as good as it can get.”

“Yeah.” She laughs.

“Were you like okay, I had sex this first time, I’ve experienced it, I’m good, or was it like me where you wanted to explore more.”

“Oh, I wanted to explore more. I didn’t have sex again for, I think like another two years. But I did so much self exploring. Just trying to see what I liked, what I was interested in, what I wasn’t interested in.”

“Porn?”

“Yes, there was quite a large amount of porn being watched. I read a lot of adult novels, guides, blogs, really just anything I could get my hands on.”

Elaine nods, tucking a leg underneath herself as she adjusts the microphone to be a little closer. “And this is something I’m curious about, how do you feel about porn? It’s something a lot of people are divided on, a lot of women especially.”

“I like porn. I enjoy it. Either just watching for pleasure or for research.” And she puts the last word in air quotes. “And please people listening or watching, if you see something you like in porn or are interested in, and this applies if you are reading something as well, look it up, read some guides and blog posts about it before doing it yourself. Just be safe.”

“Oh, please be safe. We have our own blog where we talk about different kinks, positions, various things and I urge you, along with everyone else who works on this podcast, to be safe with yourself and others.” Elaine says, addressing the camera before looking back at her. “So, you like porn.”

“Yes. Obviously not all porn is good, there are bad studios, there are overdone tropes, issues with the industry itself with it continuing to promote certain things because it earns them so much money. But I do enjoy it. It’s an industry that is always going to get criticized and hated and it deserves some of those criticisms without a doubt.”

“As a sex therapist, I do try to veer my clients away from porn, most of the time. And that’s mainly due to the acting of it. But it has its place in helping you learn and educate yourself. My issue is when people only look at porn and don’t look into things further.”

“Yeah, a hundred percent. It’s so important to not just take away things from porn but to take things away and expand on what you saw.” She nods.

“And of course I have to ask, what do you yourself like to watch in porn?”

“Hmm.” She thinks. “I think it depends on my mood. I think what I normally go for is something a little more rough. I’ve never really enjoyed watching people have like slow, gentle sex, not unless there’s something else there like overstimulation.”

“So, you like it rough?” Elaine asks.

She laughs, “Yes. It wasn’t something I had ever tried out before though until my current partner.”

“Really?”

She nods, “Really! I can admit that with my current partner, Charles, is where I’ve done a lot of exploring with someone else sexually. We’ve tried out many things.”

“Anything you guys didn’t like?”

“We don’t care for titles or honorifics.”

“You are crushing some dreams with that statement.”

“I know.” She laughs, well aware of the many tweets and things about wanting to call Charles daddy or sir. But it was just something that didn’t work for them in bed. The most was sometimes as a tease, she’d call him Mr. Leclerc and that was mainly to wind him up, not because the word itself was a turn on.

“What about things you’ve both enjoyed?”

“Oh, where to begin.” She teases, the both of them laughing. “Roleplay is one, bondage, edging, overstimulation. And I don’t consider this sex, but it is something we both enjoy a lot, cock warming.”

“That is quite the list.”

“Oh, just the tip of the iceberg.”

“Talk me through some of it. Bondage?”

“Yes. This was something we both had come into the relationship having never done before and wanting to do. We have the actual like rope you're supposed to use for when we do it, though sometimes we have used other things.”

Elaine shakes her head, grinning. “Of course you two have. I feel like if I see you two together, you’re always attached.”

“Pretty much. We both enjoy touch and Charles, despite all the interest in his personal life and how much already is exposed to the public, doesn't mind holding my hand or hugging or kissing me while in public.”

“Was that a worry of yours?” Elaine asks.

“Absolutely.” She nods, fingers interlacing. “I knew he’d at least, when I went to my first race, that he’d hold my hand, but I figured that might be it. And I didn’t want to bring it up since me going to Baku was so last minute for the both of us.”

“I’ve seen photos from that race and I would have never guessed that it was a last minute decision or that you two hadn’t talked about that yet.”

“Yeah, I got on a plane and was there by 11pm on Wednesday night, and the plane tickets had gotten bought maybe six hours before the plane took off. Charles had to send a photo of my ID to the front desk and had a spare key for me waiting since he had to be asleep already.”

“And then the next day, I mean you guys were very loved up.”

She grins, “we very much were. I think Charles knew I was nervous. We hadn’t officially been spotted together and he’s such a comforting person, very calming, so it was easy to not feel anxious with him holding me and pressing a kiss to my cheek every few minutes as y’know a bunch of people were taking photos of me and I’m being introduced to about a hundred people.”

“Which is overwhelming to say the least.”

“So overwhelming.” She nods.

“Though you might’ve liked that, since you’ve brought up overstimulation a few times.”

Her hands come up to hide her face, laughing into them, before they fall back into her lap. “I’d apologize, but I like what I like.”

“So it’s you being overstimulated.”

“Oh, absolutely. I find it very enjoyable.”

“I’ve never actually really talked about overstimulation, what is that you like about it? That you find to be enjoyable?”

“It’s the near constant feeling of too much, it’s so much pleasure just back to back, and everything depending on how you're doing it, can feel just like raw? And exposed? And you don’t think you can orgasm one more time, you just can’t again, but then you can and it feels at least in my experience just so good and then you do it again and again, and every time the pleasure of it just washing over you is even more and more and it’s the only thing you can focus on, everything else just fades away.”

“You make me want to try it.” Elaine laughs.

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Charles’ head immediately perks up when he hears the hotel door open. “Chérie! How was the podcast?”

She smiles, setting her bag down, before moving over to the couch where Charles is sitting and happily sitting in his lap before Charles can pull her down. “It was good.” She finally says after kissing him.

He hums, “How good?”

She thinks, playfully humming as her fingers run through his hair. “Very good. I think your fans will want to kill me and so will Ferrari.”

He frowns, arms tightening around her. “Ferrari knows that you are allowed to do as you’d like. It is not like with,” He stops himself.

“I know, Charles.” She soothes. “But, they will be upset with me considering me talking about my sex life is talking about your sex life.”

He huffs, obviously not liking it, but he hopes that the podcast will do well, be received well, so at least Ferrari will be forced to accept it because fans like it.

“Did you mention me?”

Her eyebrow raises, “No. I want on a podcast to talk about my sex life so you obviously didn’t come up.”

He pouts at the tease and she can’t resist pressing a kiss to his pouty lips.

“Yes, I mentioned you. Multiple times and by name.”

He hums, moving his hands under her cardigan and top. “What did you say?”

“That we’ve done a lot of things together. That we like certain things.”

When she had accepted the invite it was only after a long talk with Charles, one she had to force, to go over what she could and couldn’t mention. Charles had been fine with her mentioning whatever she wanted. Uncaring that it would be out for the world to see, his colleagues, friends, and even family if for some reason they decided to click on it. He had stuck by that after their talk, though had asked her to keep most of the details of their roleplay and their love of rough sex to a minimum.

And it had been easy to not talk about what kind of roleplay they did and while rough sex had been mentioned twice, they were brief, just establishing her love of it.

“It did make me want to roleplay our favorite thing again.”

His eyes light up at her words.

It wasn’t often something they did, their favorite roleplay scenario, not when it required her to be in a certain headspace to really work, but she wants and craves it so much.

“You want to be my innocent little girl?” His voice has a bit of rasp, his fingers resting on her back, stretching out.

“Yes.” She breathes.

He leans forward, giving her a hungry kiss, his and her last chance to lose control, before pulling away. “Go get ready for me, bébé. I’ll find a place to have dinner.”

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[katiascraft]

𐙚⋆°.MODALES | FC43

[MANNERS | FC43]

⤷ franco colapinto x singer!reader x lando norris.

summary: You had a brief yet beautifully intense romance with F1 driver Franco Colapinto a few years ago when he was driving for F3. When he decided to end your relationship, you didn’t expect he would move on that quickly.

Warnings: I think angst. Not a happy ending but another happy ending (?) and strong language I guess. Cheating. Dialogues in Spanish mostly. Not a native English speaker so there could be (so many) errors. Not proofread.

Author’s note: 200 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION!! THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!! this was inspired on the EP “modales” by Yami Safdie which I recommend you check it out!! Also I’ll be using her for the posts. First time mixing smau and written stuff so yeah. Hope you like it 💌 don’t forget to like, comment, reblog! And follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)

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f1gossipofficial: breaking news ‼️ a source close to franco colapinto confirmed that @/y/nusername singer from Argentina it’s her ex and she just dropped an EP full of tea! 👀 apparently according to the song’s Franco dumped her for her new girlfriend @Franconewgirl and stated that franco isn’t as good as he seems! Let the tea be spilled everyone!

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↳ user4: she cute tho

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↳ user20: girl I was about to mention it

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↳ landonorris: she is so pretty

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💋ྀིྀི Track 1 - buen provecho.mp3

back to march 2023.

“Amor, perdón, ya sé, esto es una mierda. Pero realmente necesito enfocarme.. No es por vos, es por mi. Obvio que te amo y siendote sincero te voy a amar toda la vida, pero necesito enfocarme 100% en esto y/n” (love, I'm sorry, i know, this is a shitty situation. But I really need to focus. It's not about you,it's about me. Obviously I love you and to be honest I'll love you forever, but I really need to focus 100% on this y/n) you were already sobbing on the kitchen chair of his small apartment in madrid. This couldn't be happening. He wasn't breaking up with you over his career like you didn't have yours. Like all the sacrifices and support were with absolute shit. Franco was crying too but less emotional than you. He was colder, controlled. You were all over the place. You had to stand up. 

“Franco, qué pasa con todo lo que construimos? Todo lo que sacrificamos por el otro. Te apoye todos estos años para que? Se que las relaciones a distancia son difíciles pero con vos nunca lo fue. Franco por dios, te amo, te amo con todo lo que soy. Por favor, no me dejes” (franco, what about what we built here? All of the sacrifices we made. I supported you all of these years for what? I know distance relationships are hard but with you it wasn't. Franco, for god's sake, I love you. I love you with everything I am. Please, don't leave me) when he heard you mouthing the last sentences something inside him broke in a million pieces. He felt like a monster. He brushed his hair with one hand, anxious. He couldn't look at you after what you said. He felt like the worst human alive but his decision was already made. There was no coming back from it. It`s he`s dream. “Por el amor de dios, franco, decime algo”(please, franco say something) you expressed desperate. It was real and now you were in another country, alone, with nobody to talk to, to go to. All of that was him but even if he was sitting across the table from you, he was gone. So far gone, the room turned cold.  “No lo puedo creer.”(i can't believe it) you were speechless, empty. You had to sit again and that's when he finally looked at you. 

“y/n perdon. Pero es lo que necesito. espero que lo puedas entender”(y/n im sorry. But I really need to focus. I Hope you can understand) he expresado. You shook your head ironically dry laughing.he had the guts to act like this despite it all.  

“¿Sabes qué es lo más triste franco? Pensé que ibas a tener los huevos para decirme que me cagaste en la cara”(you know what 's the saddest part of this franco? I thought you would have the balls to tell me you cheated to my face) you dropped what you knew leaving him in shock. Exposed. Your anger intensified. “Obviamente lo sé hace 2 semanas. Quería que me lo digas porque vos te mandaste la cagada. Y aun así me pones una excusa de mierda y tenes la cara para decirme te amo.te cagaste en mi, en mi amor, en mi tiempo,en mi autoestima. Te cagaste en todo franco. No te voy a decir quien me dijo porque no importa. Ojala que te vaya bien y seas feliz con ella o con quien eras que no sea yo obviamente. Pero también espero que te enamores de alguien de verdad y te haga lo mismo solo para que sientas lo que siento y te des cuenta tarde o temprano lo que rompiste y nunca más vas a volver a recuperar” (i know it since 2 weeks ago. I wanted you to tell me you fucked up. But you decided to lie about it with an absurd excuse and you actually have the guts to say that you love me. You fucked me up and my selfsteam. You didn't care at all. I'm not gonna tell you who told me. It doesn't matter. But i hope you have a good life and be happy with her whatever bitch that isn't me clearly. But I also hope that you fall in love with someone and they do the same to you just to know how this feels and realize what you broke because there's not coming back from this) you  just had to take it off your chest. You were destroyed inside. Of course you still wanted to be oblivious and stay with him like nothing happened. But that was impossible to do. It was your second day here. He didn't even mention he wanted to talk. He was playing fool.   

💋ྀིྀི Track 2 - por favor.mp3

back to june 2023.

You and your bff were having a sleepover at your house. You were lying in bed just chatting about anything and everything. 

“Amiga viste esto? Pendejo del orto como le da la cara?” (girl, did you see this? That motherfucker. The audacity he has.) she handed you her phone to look at it by yourself. You see an instagram post. She looked so similar to you you got really confused for a moment. Then you realized it was franc and his new girlfriend. I think your jaw dropped to the floor. How could they? How could HE? You rolled your eyes. It still hurts. But you wanted to play it cool. its been only 3 months like did he even love you for real? You felt gross. You felt stupid. How could you believe him? That fucking smile. His fucking humor. His fucking fingers inside you that made you feel things noone did before. Ugh you hated him. You really hated him.

💋ྀིྀི Track 3 - gracias.mp3

Back to september 2023

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💋ྀིྀི Track 4 - permiso.mp3

Move forward to september 2024 → Monza GP

The Italian breeze of summer made you feel so happy to be here. Not so much the fact you were in the same place with Franco and his girlfriend. But red bull invited you and you loved racing so much that you couldnt say no. plus, your friend kimi and ollie that you knew because they used to race along franco back when the two of you were together. 

You were so thrilled you met Max Verstappen and that he was so kind and actually had a genuine conversation with you. He was nothing like how the media wanted to portray him. He also introduced you to Lando Norris, another driver. He looked really handsome and was really welcoming as well. You found yourself flirting with him for a bit. He said he had a friend from Argentina and that if you were free you could go and drink mate together after the race. You couldn't deny you felt attracted to him. He was handsome. Of course you gave him your instagram and started following each other. 

A few hours later Charles Leclerc won the race and it was fenomenal to witness. He won the Ferrari home race. The tifosis went wild. Really emotional. It was his first home win. You watched the podium in a smile from the red bull hospitality building drinking a red bull. 

After a few minutes, you got ready to go to your hotel to rest for the rest of the day but Max stopped you. 

“Hey, y/n, there's a party tonight. You are invited if you want to come. Lando will send you the address” he said walking towards you. You smiled pleased and flustered. He was so beautiful in person. 

“That sounds fun, sure” you said with your foreign accent pretty obvious just like franco’s and he smiled widely. 

“Perfect. See you tonight!” he said after giving you a quick hug and walking away. 

(...)

You were laughing a little tipsy. Lando was by your side almost the whole night so far. He was really fun to be around and Carlos came to the rescue so you could talk to someone in your native language. Sometimes it's tiring to think and translate what you will say 24/7. 

After a while you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. Little did you know, Franco was gonna stop you before getting into it anyway. You looked at him surprised. His perfume all over you again leaving you kind of confused. 

“Podes dejar de hablar tanto con él por favor?” (can you stop talking to him please?) he said clearly drunk but grabbing your arm gently tight. You frowen and shook you heard before setting free from his grip.

“Hola fran, todo bien? Si todo bien. Que bueno che. No soy mas tu novia asi que no vengas a hablarme y decirme que hacer. Gracias, chau” (hi fran, wassup? Yeah, all good. Great. I'm not your girlfriend anymore so don't come around to talk and tell me what to do. Thanks. Goodbye) you said sarcastically and went straight into the bathroom already annoyed by his attitude. It was being a great night but he has to come around and fuck it up. 

(...) 

Your moans were all over the place. His hands are right on your waist and his movement consistently gets in and out of you. 

“Sos tan linda, y/n” (you're so beautiful, y/n) he said under his breath.

How did you end up here? Again in his arms making you see the stars. Getting you drunk on his perfume. Grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. Him grabbing your waist and twisting you however he likes. Just like he always did. 

A part of you was crying behind your face, smiling in pleasure, getting loud in moans. You wanted him forever. Whether You like it or not, he was the love of your life. No other guy could ever make you feel the way he does by just looking at you. You were angry at yourself. He has a girlfriend and here you are. You are not supposed to be anyone’s slut. The pleasure was intense, reaching your high, hiding your face in his neck, squeezing his shoulders. 

where was his girlfriend?

What have you done? Fucking alcohol and feelings and shit.

💋ྀིྀི Track 5 - perdón.mp3

Fast forward to the next morning

“No franco, esto es un horror. Es horrible lo que hicimos. Me voy” (franco this is horrible. It's horrible what we did. I'm leaving right away) you said feeling terrible. Awful. A knot in your stomach. You got dressed so quickly. 

“Nono por favor y/en espera. Estoy dispuesto a dejarla. Por favor, te extraño muchísimo. Nadie me hizo sentir como vos y nadie lo hará. Lo sé. Por favor, no me dejes” (please y/n wait. I will leave her. Please, I miss you like crazy. On one made me feel the way you did and no one will. I'm sure. Please, don't leave me) he said. How fast the nights change, right? One day you are begging him to stay, and the next he is begging you to stay. You turned around to look at him. 

“Bueno es lo que te mereces después de lo que hiciste. No podemos estar juntos franco. Te acordaste tarde de que me amabas. Yo ya no te amo. Y esta noche fue un error. No me busques mas.no quiero saber mas nada de vos” (well that's what you deserve for doing what you did to me. We can't be Franco together franco. You remembered you love me too late. I don't love you anymore. This was a mistake. Don't look for me. I don't wanna know about you anymore.) your words would have cut his skin if they could. Torn him into millions of pieces. His heart sank. 

You grabbed all of your stuff. You were scared the girl was coming any minute. You just didn't want to deal with it. This shouldn't have happened.

💋ྀིྀི Track 6 - de nada.mp3

move forward to present day

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y/nusername: oops! Nos descubrieron! Seguí hablando de mi. Gracias a mi tenes lo que tenes, mejor disfrútalo 🩵 yo estoy disfrutando la mía y nunca fui más feliz. Te amo @/landonorris gracias por amarme como soy 💌 [keep talking about me. You should thank me for what you have now. You should better enjoy it. I’m enjoying mine and I’ve never been more happy in my life. I love you lando, thank you for loving me just the way I am]

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Thank you so much guys for 200 followers!! You are the best mwak mwak mwak 💌 first time I tried this format of story so I hope it’s good!! I dont know if it makes sense tho but i tried!!

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Resurrected AU Ch. 1: Alliance

(read on AO3 here!) Warnings (for the fic in general, not necessarily this chapter): Graphic depictions of violence, strong language, general mature themes Chapter Summary: Scourge breaks into one of Eggman's bases in search of a secret weapon to defeat Sonic with, but what he ends up finding is much stranger and much scarier than he was expecting. Though…he finds a way to get some use out of it. Notes: it really took me like a thousand years to get this started huh. lol. well i wanted to at least get the first chapter out before the sonic au collision event fully started, so im happy to present the first chapter of resurrected au's fic!! god i hope yall like it LOLLL, this au means a whole lot to me.. it's become my favorite baby i wont lie. i will also admit that im a Little nervous to finally start posting my actual writing for sonic stuff; i'm pretty self-conscious abt it actually lmao. but hopefully yall end up enjoying how i write these guys. please be niceys idk how long it'll take me to dish out the rest of the chapters, but hopefully i can find the time and energy to get them out steadily!! thanks in advance for reading and thank u so much for ur support and enthusiasm <3

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It’s not every day that you get a juicy piece of info that could very well put the odds in your favor. That’s why Scourge was not gonna waste this opportunity.

He’d gotten word thanks to his incredible sleuthing skills [read: eavesdropping on strangers] that Eggman had a new base in the area and had apparently acquired a very powerful “secret weapon” of some sort. That was all he needed to know before deciding it was time to raid a base. After all, if he found that secret weapon? Sonic was toast.

It took a minute to actually find the damn place, but soon enough, Scourge was skidding to a stop at the treeline before what looked to be a large, dome-shaped structure with the patented Eggman symbol on it (or something that looked like it; Scourge figured it was close enough). He smirked, flipping his shades down over his eyes and speeding off towards the entrance.

As expected, badniks littered the area around the main entrance to the base. They looked a little funny, Scourge noted; they seemed a little more…high-tech than he was used to seeing. But, whatever–he figured it wouldn’t be an issue once they were busted to scraps.

… He did have a little trouble with these bots. Just a little. But it was no biggie, since he ended up finding a way inside before he could be overwhelmed. All’s well that ends well, he supposed.

The inside of this place was…confusing. So many twists and turns, rooms that led into other rooms, platforms that moved in weird directions…

“Doesn’t this place have a map?” Scourge grumbled to himself as he ran through the absolute maze of hallways.

After what seemed like forever, he finally came to what was clearly the main, central chamber of the base. There was a very complicated-looking keypad attached to it. Luckily, Scourge was very good at lockpicking.

Stepping back a bit, he hopped up and curled into a spindash before launching himself at the keypad. It took a bit of work, but before long, the whole thing was smashed to bits with sparks flying everywhere. Just as he’d hoped, the door opened once the keypad was destroyed. With a triumphant snicker, he unfurled and landed back on the floor before confidently waltzing into the chamber.

Inside looked pretty much as he expected it to–tubes and gadgets everywhere, lots of high-tech machinery that did Gaia-knows-what, lots of papers littered about several desks that clearly showed the work of an evil mastermind…

Yeah. Deffo an Egg-base.

“Now, where’s that weapon…” Scourge questioned aloud as he strolled through the room. He pulled out some drawers and rummaged around here and there, but he didn’t really find anything interesting so far. Surely this thing wasn’t hidden that well, right?

Just as he was starting to get frustrated, he came across a huge capsule of some kind right in the middle of the room. Pretty obvious, actually. He wasn’t that observant, but whatever. He raised his shades to where they were resting back in their place on his head before he rubbed his hands together with a huge, toothy grin. “That looks promising.”

Making his way to the door of the capsule, he tried to peek inside through the little window on the front of it. He couldn’t make anything out… He decided to just open it to get a look at what was inside, so he searched around for a switch of some kind that would do that for him. It didn’t take long, thankfully, and he quickly pressed the button down that would activate the door.

Smoke spewed out from the door as it opened, making Scourge cough a bit. He waved his hand to clear some of it out of his way as he impatiently waited for it to dissipate enough for him to see what he was in for.

This had to be some sort of cool gun. He knew it was. Some kinda laser shooter or something. Or maybe a bazooka. Oh–a cannon, even! He dearly hoped it was a cannon, actually. The smoke was almost fully cleared, so he leaned in excitedly to see what was inside…!

… It was…a guy. There was a guy in there.

“What the–?” Scourge furrowed his brow once he got a good look at the contents of the capsule. It was obviously a person–a jackal, it looked like? Definitely not a cannon. Who the hell was this? He looked rough, like he’d really been put through the wringer. His drip was cool, Scourge supposed, and the big, gnarly scar on the guy’s chest was pretty intimidating…

Mine’s still cooler, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, alarms sounded throughout the base. Scourge cursed under his breath as he looked over his shoulder. He turned back to the man in the capsule, making a quick decision–he’d snag him and take him with him. He probably had some idea of where the weapon was, so once he woke up, he’d just beat the information out of him if he wouldn’t give it up willingly.

Grabbing the jackal out of the capsule and slinging him over his shoulder, Scourge finally sped out back through the way he came. He was able to dodge any bots that tried to come after him thanks to his speed, and soon enough, he was outside and running through the trees of Mobius once again.

He ran until forest turned to jungle, and before long he was slowing to a stop once again in a small clearing where bits of light showed through the canopy up above. He rested the other man’s body down on a bed of moss near a small pond, figuring that’d be…somewhat comfortable, and he then took a seat on a fallen tree a few feet away.

It was only a matter of seconds before he began to tap his foot. What was he supposed to do now? Just sit there waiting for this guy to wake up? That could take hours… He didn’t have that kind of patience.

Deciding to take the initiative, Scourge stood and started walking over to the jackal, intending to just…lightly kick him until he woke up, or something. However, he didn’t get the chance.

A low, threatening growl could be heard rumbling from the stranger’s throat. Scourge stopped in his tracks once he heard it, then took a few paces back. How long had he been–?

One yellow eye opened to a squint, scanning the area before landing on Scourge. For some reason, the look the man was giving him made his skin crawl… Not that he was going to let him know that, though.

Instead, Scourge popped the collar of his jacket to regain his composure and puffed out his chest. “Took ya long enough,” he teased right off the bat. “I was startin’ to think you were dead.”

The jackal’s gaze lingered on him coldly for a few moments. However, he looked elsewhere when he began to speak. “... I should have been.”

That…wasn’t the response Scourge was expecting. The way he sank a bit betrayed his confusion. “... Wait, what?”

The man sat up, sort of startling Scourge into taking another step back. As he did so, he fully opened both of his eyes so that he could properly take in his surroundings. He was clearly ignoring the hedgehog beside him as he turned his head away, which didn’t really sit right with Scourge.

“Hey!” he barked. “I’m talkin’ to you!”

Giving no indication that he was listening, the man proceeded to rise to his feet, standing at his full height. Scourge sort of…shrank a little once he saw how actually tall this guy was. He knew jackals were generally bigger than hedgehogs, but this guy…

No, no, it was fine. No need to be afraid. He was still in charge here–this guy just didn’t know it!

With an annoyed sneer, Scourge dared to stomp a little closer. “Listen here, pal. If it weren’t for me, you woulda still been stuck in that base. I went outta my way to rescue you, got it? That means you owe me one. So, I’m gonna tell you how this is gonna go down, and you’re gonna–hrk!”

A clawed hand suddenly gripping his neck caused Scourge’s words to get caught in his throat… At least, that was part of it.

The jackal had snapped his head around to glare murderously at him as he grabbed him, which gave Scourge a very clear view of his face. He could see his one piercing yellow eye staring back at him…and he quickly noticed that the other eye had some kind of rock lodged into its socket. It was an eerie sight, and it definitely sent an intense chill up Scourge’s spine.

“You,” spat the jackal, voice deep and commanding, “do not control me.”

Unable to respond, Scourge just kind of…dangled there, hands gripping the other’s wrist as he kicked his legs a little. The expression he wore was enough of a response, though, so he was released after a moment of struggle. Once he was able to breathe and stand on his own again, he gasped for air and rubbed at his throat with an indignant look.

“What the hell?” he managed to say between coughs. “Who do you think you are, grabbin’ me like that?”

Turning away, the taller man didn’t bother to look at him as he replied. “I am Infinite,” he answered simply.

There was a pause as Scourge seemed to wait for him to say something else. When he didn’t, he furrowed his brow a little. “... Like, that’s your name, or…?”

The man–Infinite, apparently–seemed to hesitate, as if he was surprised that Scourge didn’t recognize him. One of his ears flicked.

“... I suppose enough time has passed that my name is no longer common knowledge,” he mused, half to himself. “Pity. I would have liked to think I made a bigger impact than that.”

Scourge watched as Infinite turned to fully face him again, making him subconsciously take a couple steps back. Man, this guy was kinda scary… Not that he couldn’t take him! He was just giving him the creeps, was all… Cyan eyes flicked to Infinite’s hands as he flexed his fingers.

“I will simply have to remind the world what true fear feels like,” he growled lowly, “and I suppose that starts with you.”

The rock embedded in Infinite’s eye began to glow as he summoned its power, and, to Scourge’s bewilderment, he began to lift off the ground and hover there. It was kind of scary, actually. The guy was floating. What the hell?

Then it hit him. The weapon Eggman had been hoarding wasn’t a gun or a cannon or anything like that. It was Infinite. He obviously held some sort of power that Eggman wanted to weaponize, and that must have been why he’d been locked up in that base… Things started clicking.

Despite Scourge expecting him to do… anything, really…Infinite proceeded to seize up in pain and let out an agonized yell. He suddenly collapsed to the ground, falling to his knees as he held himself up with one hand and gripped his head with the other. “W… What…?!” 

Infinite’s hand moved from his head to his chest where the large scar marked him. When he felt nothing but the scar, he had a look of both anger and confusion on his face, which told Scourge that what just happened clearly wasn’t the plan.

… Interesting.

Scourge stood a little straighter once he was confident that this guy wasn’t about to explode or something, sticking his thumbs into his jacket pockets. “Aaaalright, Criss Angel. If you’re done with all that , I think it’s time we get down to business.”

While Infinite knelt there still trying to figure out what was going on, Scourge began to pace around him in a circle, smirking as he did so. “Look. Like I said before, I rescued you from that base, so you kinda owe me one. But–and hear me out on this one–I’m willin’ to come to a compromise.”

Infinite snapped out of his pained daze long enough to shoot another glare at Scourge as he came around to his front again. “Compromise?” he hissed.

Scourge nodded. “Yeah. So, listen–I didn’t get to introduce myself earlier.” He held up a thumb and pointed it at his own chest, teeth bared in some kind of nasty grin. “Name’s Scourge. If ya haven’t hearda me by now, then you’ve been livin’ under a rock.”

Infinite somehow doubted that this brat had left enough of a mark on the world that anybody off the street would know his name. Still, he let him continue.

“I wanna take out Sonic. I assume you know him, right? Well, I think you’re just the guy who can help me out with that. He’s gotten lucky so far, but I think with you backin’ me up, I’ll be able to finally give ‘em his just desserts.”

The name Sonic caused a spark of recognition to flash over Infinite’s good eye. His breathing began to steady. “... Sonic,” he repeated. “Yes, I am familiar with Sonic .”

The way Infinite said his name let Scourge know that there was some beef there, at least. This worked in his favor. “Good,” he said with a nod. “So we’re on the same page, then.”

He turned on his heel before stopping his walk, facing Infinite to speak to him directly. “Like I said, I want you to help me take him down. Easy, right? In exchange, though… I’ll help you out with whatever you want, too. I dunno if you knew this, but I’m basically just as strong and just as fast as that blue bastard. I could give anybody a run for their money if I felt like it.”

Narrowing his eye skeptically, Infinite mulled this over. He seemed to be recovering from the shock from before, and he stood back up onto his feet. It was evident from how long he took to respond that his mind was…elsewhere.

“... I see.” His tail swished behind him as he thought about his next words. “You are offering to aid me in whatever task I ask of you?”

“Cross my heart.”

Infinite gave a huff before crossing his arms. “... Fine. If you intend to uphold your end of this bargain, then I will do the same.”

Scourge smiled widely, his sharklike teeth almost glistening in what little sunlight was managing to poke through the canopy above them. This idiot. He had no idea that he had every intention of double-crossing him the first chance he got.

He held out his hand for a shake to seal the deal. “Glad to have ya aboard, Infinite.”

Infinite glanced down at the other’s hand before reaching forward and taking it, giving it a single shake. His grip was tight. “Let us make the most out of this partnership, shall we?”

… Infinite was not stupid. He instantly knew that Scourge was going to betray him. That overconfident fool was so transparent it almost made him sick.

But…he could also tell that he had some bite to his bark, even if it was just a little. He was seasoned enough as a soldier that he could see that. That meant he could get some use out of him before he pulled his own betrayal.

He no longer had the Phantom Ruby in his chest, and he was alive, and he had no idea why. If this green idiot could help him figure that out…then he’d play along for as long as he had to.

Either way, he was going to get answers. And once that was done? He was going to rip out Sonic’s miserable little throat.

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out of your league - paul x reader

AN: Thank you so much for giving the last sixteen parts, so much love and support ! digital kisses to all of you xoxo

Since the conversation with Old Quil, Paul’s arms were always tight around you.

Things were starting to change a bit. For instance, you woke up to Paul muttering and whispering in his sleep.

Laying there, watching him shift a bit, as he then jerked awake. Not noticing you watching him, he turns his head away from you to check the time.

Every other hour he’s been waking up from his sleep before it could get into the rapid eye movement cycle.

In the morning, you yawned as you stared at your morning drink. You tried to convince Paul to at least tell Sam to let him sleep some, but he brushed it off. Using the excuse of, “Phasing will wake me up. I will be alright.”

When he came back, he didn’t care what you were doing. His hands pulled you out of your clothes and made sure you were in the shower with him.

Multitasking was vital. The soapy loafa you rubbed in circles on his chest was held in your hand. One hand around his waist, he held you close to him. He kept coming into your view to keep kissing on you as you tried to take the time to wash him, but you needed your eyes open to see.

It was hard.

Just how he pounded himself into you. He was tired in the face but his body said completely different. The grip on you was strong as you clutched onto him. Your back was on the bed until both of his arms lifts it up and he manually but easily rocks you into him.

He kept chanting for you to look at him. He was being unfair when you couldn’t help it when you closed your eyes at moments at the sensation he brought.

You thought you were going to die. Not in a bad way. His strength was larger than yours but it his movements was overwhelmingly great. He made you see stars.

You felt his eyes on you as you lay next to him but you knew his time to sleep was limited before he had to leave.

You had dozed off and he was still lying there. Staring at you.

“Go to sleep.” you try to say firm but it you said it drowsily. He doesn’t listen. He doesn’t know what personal space is as he then scoots up next to you, almost on you.

It seemed as soon as Paul shut the backdoor to leave out, that’s when you woke up.

You sat nervously at the edge of the bed, fully dressed and running on nothing but pure adrenaline.

Your fingers slowly typed out a sentence to the person who you were dreading to see today.

”Happy birthday Bella :^) ”

Not even closing out of messages, she typed back.

“Thanks :) ”

You slowly letter by letter, type another response.

“I have your gift”

She types a response as well.

“Thanks! I’ll see you after school right?”

You sigh a bit before hesitatingly typing back.

“Yeah.”

Your hands were sweaty as you set the phone down.

You slid out the preserved gift out of the box that you had it in. You stared down at the glistening handcrafted beauty. You look up and figured only two more days before you could leave and distance yourself from them all.

Questions started to swirl your brain as the water ran down your body in the shower. Thoughts of being baited made your heart race.

Imagining yourself walking in, vampires drooling and menacingly walking towards you to drain the life out of you was all that you kept thinking about. You also wondered how you got Edward so comfortable. There had to be an angle. He wouldn’t just tell you this for nothing. You were sure of it.

An hour had passed and you wished time could go slow. You felt trapped in the home that you were in and decided to go to a local store. You needed wrapping paper to wrap the painting up.

You pretended to actually care about which wrapping paper looked the best.

You slowly walked home. You slowly wrapped the gift. When you were done, you felt trapped again.

Knocking on the elderly man’s door, your nose breathed in the fresh air.

You sat on the sofa as you spoke out your worries.

“What if I do die? Doesn’t this all seem fishy to you?” you ask him.

Old Quil shakes his head as he tried to calm you.

“You’re untouchable. They can’t touch you, you live on this land.” he says with his finger pointing down to state the fact.

“Why did Edward get comfortable enough to just tell me things? Why is he showing infatuation and I don’t even know him?” you question.

“Be glad in a way. You probably make him feel his age again.” the ancient voice suggested.

You rub your hands nervously and sigh out a bit as you try to calm your own self down.

He thinks for a moment. His wrinkled finger tapped slowly and said, “Don’t go straight home. Come back here.”

“How come?” you ask.

“Bringing back their stench won’t be good for Paul. You have to change before you go home.”

You nod and rise to make your you walk back home. After you bring a change of clothes, you tell him your farewells as you tell him that you’re starting your journey to Bella’s school. Timing your management of being there when she comes out of school.

“Tell Paul that I do care about him, if you see him.” you tell him.

“I’ll pass the word.” he promises.

Seeing students walk out of the building just made seem everything more real. You didn’t get dramatically dressed up, but you had on an outfit that was still chic.

Holding the wrapped present in your slightly shaking hands, your heart dropped at the sight of Bella walking down the steps. Edward was majestically walking behind her as she chatted about something. Instantaneously, his colored eyes snap to yours.

You look elsewhere but Bella then calls your name with a huge smile on her face. She had distanced herself from Edward as she walked toward you with pep in her step.

It was a bit contagious, you couldn’t help but smile a little as you start to meet her halfway. She surprised you with a hug as you lean into her with your hands full.

You nervously extend the gift out as she glanced down.

“Can I open it now?” she asks.

Your mouth opens up but you were cut off by someone saying, “You should open it with your other gifts.” You saw the way that Edward looked at her while she stared up at him, she then agrees to such idea.

He would be a liar if he claimed he wasn’t interested in knowing what it was, himself. All he knew, was the shape of it and the involvement with you in it.

Sparkling teeth startled you as they were suddenly in your face. You actually took a small step back but the person didn’t care. The petite figure was in your sight line. Her golden eyes swooped a glance at your outfit from toe to head, showing a favorable look.

The pitched voice then spoke out, “You have to be Y/N.”

You nod a bit at her intense enthusiastic impression.

Edward steps in, bringing his sister out of your face. “Alice, you’re scaring her.”

She turns her head to him, showing you the side of her inky black, short hair. She slightly narrows her eyes as she looked to her brother, “I am not.” She then huffs a bit and looks to you with an optimistic smile, “Am I scaring you?”

You just nervously smile before Edward cuts in again with a slight smirk as he looks to you, “You don’t have to lie, Y/N.”

This brings Bella to chuckle as she witnessed this interaction. She knew first hand of Alice’s personality.

Alice rolls her large golden eyes with agile you’ve never seen before, at his remark. Turning her attention back to you with a cheerful smile, “Are you coming back with us?”

“I-I thought that the party was a little later on.” you say quietly as you look at her.

“Bella is going back to Charlie’s before we go. You can come with us.” Edward suggests. Your eyes look to him as he looks back. You look to Bella and she has a hopeful expression on her face.

“Sure.” you say. You would rather not go by yourself with a house full of vampires you didn’t know.

Bella leads you to her truck as Alice and Edward walk away together.

As you click in your seatbelt, you watch as Alice starts talking to him closely about something. There was great enthusiasm but her mouth moved very fast. The way her body moved showed there was an hint of passion behind what she was saying. Edward stood like stone, his expression was even, but his eyes kept glancing to yours. You decide to look over, to see Bella putting her wrapped present near her.

“I can’t wait to open this.” she says with a hint of excitement.

You softly smile, “I hope you like it.”

The drive to her home made you less nervous. She chatted to you about her day. As you climbed her steps, a silver car parked in the same driveway. Edward steps out and you move into the home behind Bella.

Bella leads you up the stairs to her room and she sees a large present on her bed. She groans a bit that makes you tinkle out a chuckle.

She pulls up the top part of her box to reveal a dress that was for her. She read the small note. It was from Alice.

“It’s my birthday but I can’t dress how I want.” Bella jokes as she gestures at the outfit that she has on.

“Just wear what you want. Save it for another occasion.” you say as you looked at the fabric of the dress, knowing it was high end.

“No, I’ll wear it. I told them no gifts so, it’s the least I could do.” she decides.

Walking down the stairs, the boy was sitting on a sofa. Bella sits next to him as you sat in a recliner. She turns on the television. She puts on a movie that she wanted to watch. Romeo and Juliet.

You barely paid attention to the movie. You however, thankfully seen this movie before. You wouldn’t be caught off guard by questions or comments. Your mind went to Paul. Then to your trip. You let your mind imagine what requests would be called for you to do.

You didn’t notice the movie was over until you heard murmured chatters between Bella and Edward discussing the movie a bit.

“What did you think?” Bella asks you. Edward looks at you also.

You shrug a bit, “Yeah. It was alright.”

Just then, a man comes in with a box of pizza.

”Hey dad.” Bella says as she rises and greets her father.

“Hey Bells. You look nice. Figured you didn’t want to cook or do any dishes for your birthday.” you hear him say as he sets the box down on the kitchen table.

You introduce yourself but he seemed to already know who you were. He heard your name but he finally was able to put it to a face.

“You can help yourself to some pizza, kid.” he offers as he opens the box.

He offers Edward to some but, he of course declines. He does still join all of you at the table as he sat with a glass of water in front of him.

“Do you mind if we borrow Bella this evening?” he asked Charlie politely.

“We?” you thought in your head as you slowly chewed. This was all of their doing.

“I don’t have a problem with it. There’s a game tonight so I wouldn’t be much company.” he replies with his permission.

Bella remembers something as you all meet back in the living room. She then holds a silver camera in her hands. She snaps a quick picture of Edward and jokes, “See, it works.”

“You and Y/N should take a picture together.” Charlie suggests.

You wrap your arm around her and she leans against you with her arm around you. It looked as if you both were close friends for a very long time. Edward’s delicate finger clicked on the button of the camera, sporting a small grin.

“Make sure to take pictures. Renée will want to see. You know how your mother is.” Charlie says to Bella as you put your shoes back on.

“I will.” Bella promised.

You sat in the back seat, your eyes dart at the fleeting trees. Your seat belt was snug against you.

“Jeez, who are you running from?” you say at his speed limit.

Both Edward and Bella chuckle.

“He always drive like this. I hate it, I swear.” Bella comments from the passenger seat.

Edward lets up from the gas just a bit. The lit up home comes into view, bright lights shining on the first two floors. Before you realized he turned the engine off, you and Bella’s doors were opened by Edward.

Your eyes looked at the architecture of the home. It just made sense for a family like them. Big bowels of pink roses were lined up along the wide stairs to the front doors. Edward held both Bella’s hand and the gift you gave her in each hand.

“Of course.” Bella moaned quietly at the sight.

“Be a good sport.” Edward says softly to her.

Bella’s eyes look to you, showing that she was telling the truth of not really wanting to do anything over the top.

You all three climb the stairs, you were moving slower than the other two on purpose. Edward let go of Bella’s hand to open the door for her as she held onto the camera she brung.

With him still holding the door, Edward patiently watched you as you picked up your pace. He walks closely behind you but that’s when you saw them all standing in the white living room. It looked like they were posing. You were almost blinded by their cluster of beauty.

They greeted Bella with a chorus of, “Happy birthday, Bella!” You watch as she blushed and looked down.

You looked around and saw that every flat surface had been covered with pink candles and dozens of crystal bowls filled with hundreds of roses. Your eyes then shifted over to a table with a white cloth draped over it, holding a birthday cake, more roses, a stack of glass plates and a small pile of silver-wrapped presents. It was pleasing to the eye. There was also a grand piano that was sitting strong next to the filled table.

Two people who you assumed were Edward and Alice’s parents, came forward to Bella. The woman carefully hugged Bella and planted a kiss on her forehead. The man wraps an arm around her, “I’m sorry Bella. I know it’s much but, Alice couldn’t resist.” he says in a stage whisper. His eyes then cast to you, he displays a warm smile, “Glad you could join us.”

You nod and politely smile. The woman he stood next to, then moved forward and introduced herself. Esme was her name. She was youthful as ever but had a motherly demeanor. She opens her arms and asks for permission with her eyes. You didn’t want to be rude so you slowly walked into her embrace. She was careful but you could still sense the strength.

The man then moves forward as Esme steps back from you, introducing himself. So, this was Carlisle. Instead of a full hug like Esme, he wraps an arm around you in a side embrace.

“Another human?” someone suddenly speaks from behind them.

She was blonde and gloriously gorgeous. The glare she gave you didn’t intimidate you. You didn’t display a noticeable glare but you held her amber eyes into your own. Not breaking eye contact no matter what.

“Be nice, Rosalie. This is a friend of Bella’s. She’s in the knowing.” Carlisle explains carefully.

“Let me guess. Someone put her in the knowing.” she comes back with. She glanced at Bella and then behind you, to Edward. You didn’t know he was still behind you, you swivel your head to see his casual smile at her.

He steps out and walks out from behind you, “She already knew.” he just says.

Not being able to say more, she just leaves it at that and a large man just lovingly touches her arm to calm her down. His face was stretched into a huge grin and steps foreword with his hand out, “I’m Emmett.” You shake it.

He then gives Alice a quick look, “I have to step out for a second.” He then makes his exit out of the same door you entered in.

Alice lets go of a man’s hand she was holding and gives you a friendly welcoming smile. She then points over to the man who was distant and quiet, “That’s Jasper.” she tells you. You nod in acknowledgment but he gives you a small smile without saying a word. She skips over to Bella and puts a cool hand under her elbow as she leads her to the filled table that contained the pile of presents.

“Time to open presents.” She says excitedly. Bella puts on a martyr look, “I told you no gifts Alice-” she starts but Alice cuts her off by saying, “I know, I know. But, it’s your birthday.” She takes the camera from Bella’s hand as she replaced it with a big, square silvery box.

“Open it.” Alice says.

Bella reads the top of it as it was from Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie. She slowly tears it open to find a box that looked like something that was electrical. You didn’t know what it was. She didn’t know what it was either. She opened the box, only to find it empty. A flash is made from Bella’s camera as Alice holds it.

“Thanks? I guess.” Bella says.

This makes you laugh, right along with Jasper, and even Rosalie cracked a smile.

“It’s a stereo for your truck. Emmett is installing it so you can’t return it.” Jasper explains to Bella.

“Thanks Jasper and Rosalie.” Bella says smiling and then turns in the direction of the door, “Thanks Emmett!” she says a bit louder.

Before Alice could fully pick up the next gift, Edward steps forward to Bella.

“Open Y/N’s gift.” he encouraged to her. She takes it with no protests as she actually wanted to see what this gift was.

All eyes stayed on Bella, curiosity was thick in the room. Emmett then bounded through the door as he says, “Just in time.” He goes next to Rosalie who is also very curious to see what you’ve brought.

Bella slowly tore open the wrapping paper. She gasped a little before tearing it open with more haste. She held the canvas up, the colors against it, swimming in everyone’s eyes. Low murmurs wafted in the room as they looked at the vivid picture.

“Oh my goodness. That’s beautiful!” Esme says as she admiringly stared at what was in Bella’s hands. Jasper was even closer than where he was to get a good look.

Bella had a sparkle in her eye as she let her eyes follow each detailed illustration. Alice was over her shoulder as she too stared.

“It looks so real, Y/N.” Bella says as she’s wowed. and goes to hug you with one arm. “Thank you. Seriously. I love it.” she says beaming at you. You couldn’t help but smile back at her.

“It is impressive.” Edward comments, not taking his eyes off it.

“Yeah.” Alice agrees wholeheartedly. She snapped a quick photo of Bella holding it and she goes over to lift a small flat covered square in her hand.

“From me and Edward.” she says excitedly.

Bella gives Edward a look, “You promised.”

“I didn’t spend a dime.” he reassures as she passed him the gift she currently already had in her hand.

Bella inhaled deeply before saying to Alice, “Fine.”

Alice gives it to her so she could open it. Seeing her struggle, almost snagging her finger, you hurry up and gently take the present. “You’ll cut yourself if you’re too rough.” you softly say to her. You help her loosen the tape and the paper as she is able to smoothly open the gift safely.

“Thanks.” she quickly but gratefully says before reading the written words on the cd.

“Bella’s lullaby.” she softly reads out and looks to Edward. He gives a polite grin at her.

“Edward composed it. I just helped him put it on CD.” Alice says highly.

“You make music?” you asked Edward, who immediately shifts his eyes to you as soon as your voice makes a sound. His lifts his lip into a half smile with a slight smug, “I play piano.” Your eyes immediately look to the beautiful grand piano.

“I love it when he plays. He should play something.” Esme gushed with her hands together.

“I want to listen to this at home for my first time.” Bella tells Edward as she holds the protected cd disc up. Edward still makes his way to the piano.

“Fair. I will play something else instead.” he says and Esme’s face lights up.

A peak of interest ignited in you as Edward sets his fingers to the white tiles. It then felt like a jump scare as goosebumps started to slowly form on your skin. You froze. You knew that song as soon as the opening notes played. Your eyes are to the floor as your eyes narrowed a bit. It was the classical song that you told him that was your favorite. Although you couldn’t remember all of the song’s name, he still ended up finding out exactly what song you were talking about. You didn’t watch him. The tiles on the floor beneath you were more interesting to look at but, the piano cover was bliss for your ears. You noticed he had changed some notes, you hated to admit that it sounded a bit better in his version. Only a bit.

Small claps applauded him and you lift up your gaze and you half heartedly give your own small applause. He shot you a look of knowing before smiling at his family.

Alice picks up the last silver gift. Handing it to Bella, Bella looks over to smile at Carlisle and Esme.

Esme smiles a bit, “Something to brighten up your day. You’ve been looking kind of pale lately.”

Tearing it open, she holds up a ticket and says, “To Florida, to go to my mom. Thank you.” She walks over to them both and they give her a gentle hug.

Alice placed candles on the cake as someone dimmed the lights. Carlisle placed set fire to the candles, lighting it up. Alice holds it in front of Bella as you all sang happy birthday together. Alice singing in a higher octave than all you. Bella breaths in a bit and as she closed her eyes for a moment and blew out the candles.

Bella and yourself held a small plate of cake that Esme had cut for the both of you. Conversations had Bella’s undivided attention and you let your eyes wander around the Cullen’s home.

As soon as you were done, Alice was there in front of you, expecting you to hand her your empty plate.

“Thank you.” you say as she takes it and went to the sink and back to you before a full blink.

“Thank you for coming.” she says as she stretched her small face into a smile.

The smile was returned in a small dose.

“Come on, let’s test it.” you heard the booming voice of Emmett. You watch as Bella follows with a grin, while shaking her head, out the door with Emmett with Rosalie slowly following behind them.

Alice skips over to Jasper and turns on some music. The pop song softly played in the room as she grabbed Jaspers hands as he couldn’t do nothing but smirk at her.

You were about to turn fully away until she says in a high trill, “Y/N, dance with us!”

Golden eyes in the room were all on you as you slowly backed away, “I um…Have to use the bathroom.” you quickly stammer out.

You walk out and realize while you were walking down a hallway, directions weren’t given. You didn’t have to use it anyway. Dancing in front of them just didn’t sound like a comfortable idea at the moment.

Coming to a dead end, you see nothing but closed doors but, only one door cracked open. You decide to turn around but you jump silently as you were startled to a great degree. Edward was there in front of you, staring back at you. He gives you a peak of his white teeth as he says, “Need help finding it?”

“I almost found it.” you say softly to walk around him.

“You’re not curious?” he asks in the same volume as yours.

You turn to look at him to see what he’s talking about and the door opens wider with just two of his fingers. He placed them back into his pockets. His eyes smothered yours. You rip your eyes away and take a glance into the room. The wall was the only aspect that caught your attention. Nothing but illustrated history, your feet worked against you as they moved towards the largest picture on the wall. Calling it captivating was under describing it.

Looking at the golden haired man, you recognized it was Carlisle who was amongst the three other men. Your heart clenched as you looked to each individual’s exquisite face. Carlisle was unchanged, showing proof of his immortality. The others were two dark haired men with one that had hair as white as snow. You would’ve thought it was a picture until your eyes flickered to the black signature on the bottom corner.

Leaning forward a bit, you knew the medium that was used was of oil. They were painted onto the highest balcony and calmly overlooked the swirling mayhem of color. They were like royalty.

Seeing a capital cursive S in the signature, you just had to ask without taking your eyes off of it.

“Who’s the artist?” you ask. By the looks of their clothing, it was centuries years old. You wondered if the painter was still alive. Probably not.

He speaks from behind you and you turn to face the voice, “Solimena often painted them as gods.” he says with a small laugh.

You nod in a trance as your eyes kept swimming over the greatly designed piece. It hung up nicely in a wooden frame.

His pale finger is now in your eye sight as he pointed to each face, “Aro, Marcus, and Caius. Nighttime patrons of the arts.” he mused.

“Are they still alive?” you ask him with eye contact. He slowly brings on a small smirk, “Of course.”

You kept note of their names as you looked back to the large painting. Edward watched you watch it. What was interesting most of all was, the scenery in your head that he was able to have a peek into. He enamored the creativity that started to swirl around. He knew he helped open the door for inspiration.

He didn’t expect you to turn and walk toward the exit of the room so quickly. He followed you and then touched your shoulder gently, “You don’t want to see the others?” he asks softly.

You shake your head, “That one caught my eye the most.” you confess. You then halt your steps. This confused him a bit.

You lift your eyes up to him, “After this party, you have seen the last of me.” you say, almost to deaf to your own ears. He heard you perfectly. He didn’t want to.

Moving closer and shaking his head whispering, “Not true.”

You scoff before turning but your right back in front of his face by him turning you around.

“You live in this world, Y/N. You can’t just not see me again.” he says with a chuckle that aimed for the foolish claim that you proposed.

“I was polite to come. It really was for Bella.” you say in the same deafening tone and then huff out a small sigh as you brought your next words together, “Your world is dangerous. I’m in deep but, there’s still room for me to get out.”

“My world would protect you. That’s why..” he trails off to say but he stops himself with his eyes closing.

You started to grow frustrated, “I’m protected just fine…. That’s why, what?”

He just looks at you without giving you an answer. You tried to wait patiently but, it was just simply too long without a clue. It just felt like you were having a staring contest with him. Giving up, you stomp away from him. Coming back to the birthday scenery, it seemed as nothing changed. Except, Bella was pleading Alice not to make her dance.

Seeing you come back into view, Alice drops Bella’s resisting hand and skips over to you.

“Y/N, will dance with me.” she states with a confident smile. You didn’t get a chance to resist either as she’s moving her body while holding both of your hands.

She spins you around quickly, the action making you leak out a surprised laugh. You tried to forget the recent conversation and just make your body do a couple of dance moves to the beat that was playing. Alice’s laugh chimed out in the air, happy that someone other than Jasper actually made an effort to dance with her. The song comes to an end.

You stopped moving and got shy when you saw that Edward was looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite figure out.

“I should get home. Charlie’s game is probably almost over.” Bella says as she looks to Edward.

“Aww no.” Alice whines a bit, her face is fallen at the possibility of the event being over. “A little longer please?” She begs Bella.

“I’m a bit tired as well.” She smiles softly. You silently thanked her in your head.

“Let’s get her and Y/N home.” Edward says to his sister. Alice pulls in her small pout and walks towards you since you were closer to her, “I’m so glad you came.” she whispers happily. You heard people tell Bella her last happy birthdays and you were still in the hug. Pulling back, she was still hugging you. She then pulls back and had a smile stuck on her face. You turn but her cool hand jets out to you, “We’ll talk soon?” she asks with hope.

You make a polite and small nod, not really meaning to that commitment.

Farewells to you and Bella were made. Something stuck out to you. The way that they hugged her, made it seem like it was the last they would see of her. They were vocal however with you, saying things like, “Hope to see you soon,” “Don’t be a stranger to us.”

You walk out of the car with Bella and Edward, into her home.

Charlie’s game did come to an end, with only the highlights playing. Hearing the door and you all into his view, he says to all of you, “You kids have fun?”

You nod as Bella chuckles, “It was very eventful.”

“I hope you took pictures.” Charlie says.

“There’s pictures.” Bella says with a soft smile and she then turns to Edward.

“I will see you tomorrow?” she asks him. He just says, “Probably.”

She then gives you a hug, “Thank you. I love my gift.”

Your arms tighten around her. She then quickly pulls back, “Oh, shoot! Do you need me to drive you home?”

Before your mouth could fix words, Edward steps in, “It’s fine Bella, I can take her home.”

“No, that’s okay-“ you start to tell him but he talks over you, “We have to get Bella’s painting out of the car.”

The way that he looked at you showed he was giving you a hint. You don’t say anything and just walk out and down her steps.

Edward held her painting that he took out of her car but you quietly say, “How are you going to take me home if you’re not allowed on La Push land?”

“I’m not taking you to La Push. After we talk, you’re free to go where you need to go.”

“What do we have to talk about?”

“About your trip.” he says and climbs the stairs with grace before disappearing into her home.

You felt a buzz from your phone and with him gone, you check it.

“I care about you too”

Your heart was quenched from the message you have received from Paul.

Another notification pops up and it’s from an unknown number.

“Hiii this is Alice ! I hope you had as much fun as we did XD”

“How the hell did she get my number?” You thought to yourself but it seemed like she answered the question when she sent another text.

“Got your number from when Bella let me hold her phone to see your birthday text to her btw ;)”

“Oh lord.” you thought as you looked to the sky.

The door closing brought you back to reality and Edward feeling comfortable enough to use his speed, he already had the passenger door open.

The quiet hum of the engine was the only thing that surrounded the small space. He was driving at the same high speed, you wondered how he hadn’t gotten pulled over for it.

“Say something.” he says quietly.

You shake your head, “I meant what I said. After tonight I can’t see you or your family again…I might have to not see Bella again either.” you whisper out the last part.

“I meant what I said as well.” he says.

“You can’t mess up what I have.” you say to him, “You answered my questions in exchange for me coming. Now, we’re even.”

He glanced at you with an astute expression.

“We’re not even. There’s something that I want.”

Your heart thuds almost of your chest.

“What do you want?” you ask with fear.

“Calm down, it’s nothing harmful.” he says reassuring. Your heart was beating wildly in his ears.

Calming down a bit, “Okay, then what?” you ask.

You realize you were going back into the direction of the Cullen’s residence. Eyes are wildly searching his face for answers.

“I just want to talk.” he answers seriously.

Getting out of the car, it was as if a party never happened. Everything was cleaned up and there was no signs of life.

“They’re all out hunting now.” he says as he opens one of the doors for you.

Stepping in, the house was deadly silent. He climbs his fancy stairs and you follow him.

He stands by his large bedroom window with his hands in his pockets, the moon shining very brightly through it. It was its own light. You actually saw the glimmer of diamonds that jumped and dance on his skin. You cross your arms.

“I’m going with you.”

“Like hell you are.” you bark at him.

You got even angrier when he stared back at you, not saying a word.

“You’re not!” you say again to get it through his head. You started to pace as you shook your head at the thought of him coming.

“Alice has seen it. You go by yourself, it will turn ugly.”

“Bullshit.” you hiss out.

“Bulltrue.” he says with amusement and he then says and goes on, “Just listen to me. Will you listen to me?”

You stop your pacing and just choose to glare at him instead.

“Alice had a vision. You decided not to listen to me and you went by yourself. You found yourself in great danger.” he says and shakes his head as he remembers.

“A vision? What, she can see into the future?” you ask, your voice quivering a bit.

“Something of that sort. You can change your mind and the vision will change. Your future will change.” he explains and he takes a step forward to you, “I can be there to protect you.”

You start pacing again.

“It’s not fair.” you state.

His eyebrows furrow together, “What?”

“It’s not fair how…I can’t seem to get rid of you!” you say.

He does nothing but fill the air with a chuckle. Your mind goes to when Alice was talking with Edward at Bella’a school earlier.

“Paul will have a fit.” you quietly say as you look out the window.

“Paul having a fit will sure hold you back from many opportunities, Y/N.”

You whip around to face him, “You don’t know him! You don’t know us.” you say.

He shakes his head slightly, “That day in the restaurant. I saw in his head what he did at the art gallery. He lets his feelings get the best of him. It’s only going to hold you back in the long run.”

“He’s improving. I already talked to him.” you say and turn your back to him.

“You will see.” he says in a calm tone.

“Why would I listen to anything you say? You don’t like Paul by default.” you say.

“Don’t you love what you do? Why wouldn’t you want to utilize your talents to your fullest capacity? Being bound to here…To La Push…” he says.

“I care about him enough that I’m willing to stay here with him.”

“Then why are you going to New York?” he questions in a tone that had bass in it.

You stare at him.

“Once you step foot in that city, your life changes. You would thrive there. You wouldn’t want to come back.” he says, so sure of himself.

“Impossible.” you say.

“You will see.” he states again.

“Are we done?” you snap at him.

“Almost.” he says with a hand up.

You look out of the window. The trees started to wave a bit under the moon light. The view was nice. You kept your eyes focused on it.

“You don’t have to shut us out, Y/N. I and especially my family, are on your side.”

“It doesn’t feel like it, Edward. My intentions were only to be friendly to Bella. It’s bad enough I went against Paul’s wishes and kept being friends with her. I’m a human. Our worlds don’t collide at all. I’m honestly surprised Bella is in as deep as she is.” You rant out, you never took your eyes off of the view in the window.

“You’re right. Our worlds don’t collide, which is why my family and I are leaving.” he says in a soft tone. You slowly turn to look at him and his golden eyes are stuck onto yours.

“I know the danger I am to Bella. Alice has seen her become one of us and I don’t want that for her. Her scent is just too enticing, it’s the thing that’s pulling me to her. It’s like heroin.” he says as he shakes his head, the tone having a dose of shame.

“So why keep me around? Why can’t you have that same respect?” you ask in a quiet tone, your voice wouldn’t allow you to be louder.

“You don’t even know how preeminent you are.” he says with a small smile.

“What does that even mean?” you say narrowing your eyes.

“It means…You’re like morphine.” he states with a steady gaze.

He then shrugs a bit and stands next to you by the window.

“My departure is known and expected to Bella. The ticket is for her to go back to her mother after graduation.” he just says.

“Last party before you head out.” you state out loud, piecing it together.

He nods, making sure that what you said was true.

“Aren’t you two in love?” you question.

Softly chuckling, “Everything about me is supposed to pull a human in. Her in. I’m an addictive. Her blood pulling me in, is an addictive. Addiction isn’t love, unfortunately.” he then glanced to you.

Just then, he moves away from the window and tells you, “They’re back. Show me where to drop you off.”

Holding the car door before closing it, you look at him in the driver seat.

“I should cancel my trip.” you tell him.

He shakes his head with a smirk, “You won’t.”

You look at him for a moment before muttering out a ‘thanks for the ride’ and close the door.

You knew your way, the drop off was right before the Welcome to La Push sign.

The walk let you think. Letting go of Paul was not going to happen. You two have been through so much together. Outside opinions were really testing the power of you two.

You knocked on the old man’s door. He yelled that it was open. He looked happy to see you.

“Hurry, hurry I want all of the details.” he says as you hastily climb the stairs to the bathroom.

You scrubbed hard and sat in the fresh clothes that you had brought over earlier.

You sat there and explained what you saw, the conversations and the painting you saw with the three other men with their names. You guessed to be people who were higher up if they were still alive to this day. The painting spoke out to you. The power that they held moved you. You told him Alice’s ability to see one’s future based on the decisions they make. He wrote it all down with precision. You just left out two things.

You didn’t know how true Edward’s word was so you didn’t tell Old Quil that the Cullens were thinking about leaving. You didn’t tell him that Edward wanted to go with you. You were going to find a way for him not to.

“I should let you go. Paul kept coming here every hour to see if you were back.” he says with a laugh.

“Is he alright?” you asked.

“Just very antsy.” he says.

Giving him a farewell hug, you make your way home. Paul was standing outside when you got there.

“Why didn’t you call me? I could’ve picked you up.” he says moving forward to you.

“I’m happy to see you too.” you tell him with a smile.

Your face is crushed on his, you feel yourself being lifted.

Your face is crumbled as your entire body shivered. Every inch of your body was licked and kissed. Your body submitted to him. His thrusts felt like love bullets as they shot through you.

That’s when he said it. You wouldn’t forget it.

You were shaking as you lay upon him. You were catching your breath but he was calm. He rubbed your back as you were skin to skin with him. The sun was starting to rise. The faint leaks of early sunrays bleeding through the curtains that were hanging on the windows.

“I love you.”

It was said quietly. It was barely above a rasp. You couldn’t speak. So, you didn’t. You didn’t want to say it back just to say it back. You lift your tired head and planted a kiss on his lips. He drunk you in like he was a drunk tasting alcohol. Getting his last fix.

[jinxini]

thoughts while watching episode 3! ☆

summary: i love the sisters so much and my heart aches ㅠ.ㅠ

caitlyn: yeah i don't think so.

girl, i don't know about that. you took vi and a random homeless guy with you. they have zero training.

the way vi drops the gauntlets before embracing caitlyn... <3

get this gay ass furry off my screen fghsjkalal i know there are going to be so many freaks who'll love him though 😂 lowkey dislike the voice also idk it's the vibe, the outfit slays though

darlings, nothing you said made any sense lmao

there's NO way she actually means that

.......

yeah that hurt.

vi and ekko should create a support group called "in denial about powder"

changing the subject, the goggles look so good on her

god PLEASE do not be foreshadowing please

...she's gonna die this season isn't she. i can't handle that, i can't

vi's gonna stop the bullet, right? right?

no??

i love how vi's like, you really brought up my sex life? sad girl hours are over, it's on little sister.

no stop fighting :( WHY are you two fighting each other, there's no reason to do that, you two love each other more than anything come onnn :(((

i love that jayce's actions are affecting the weapons because they're using the same technology. it looks so cool.

sevika you're a freak oh my god

and then it cuts to these three high af

the way the animation and the music work together in this scene... insanely good, i've already rewatched this like 5 times

how many times do i have to tell you to stop hurting each other 😭 vi please stop punching your little sister 💔

my poor little meow meow :(

sidenote but the purple lipstick is ugly

why has no one in universe commented on the fact that her eyes literally changed colour??

so unnecessary. seriously why. im sorry but this kid has no name, she hasn't spoken a single word, we met her an episode ago, but apparently she's important enough to interrupt the fight and come between the two main character? honestly unbelievable. she has no earned this.

the way jinx yelled no when the child was about to shoot her sister i'm actually sobbing

my brother: go ahead caitlyn, you can shoot if you want.

no but actually, it would have been really interesting to see how caitlyn would deal with that. how would she cope with the fact that she killed a child and how she sees jinx as a murderer and now she's one too? And that would have made her and jinx's relationship even more strained (i think vi would forgive her and understand how fucked up the whole situation was). That would have honestly been super interesting to explore. maybe if the show had 3 seasons...

god i feel so bad for vi i just want her to be happy... why can't i hug her? :(

but what was she thinking fighting against her sister like that... smh

mel is too pretty and good for this, leave her out of this thanks

[eden-writes-stuff]

Hi, I hope you're doing well!

I was wondering if you could write something about Luna and Harry coming up with a plan for their moms to fall in love, and for they can be siblings.

It's an idea I've had for a while and I think it's really fun.

OMG I love this idea. So cute!

Tags: fluff, comfort, kids being silly, setup, Regulus being a great parent / uncle side ships: wolfstar, jegulus

Luna spread the paper on the couch table and placed her crayons beside it.

"Operation: bring Pandora and Lily together so we can be siblings - BPALTSWCBS." 

Harry pulled out his glitter pens. "I did my research over last week."

Research, in this case, being a Romance-movie-marathon with his uncles over the weekend. They had very much supported him when he'd confided in them and told them their plan. Or at least the general idea which they needed the plan for. 

 "Great. Tell me what you've learned." She pulled the cap off of one of the glitter gels and got ready to write.

"Well, most of them were with a man and a woman, but I think it works either way", he started and Luna nodded. "So, there was one where they were working on a project together and then they got locked in at their office and had to cuddle to keep warm." "But our moms don't work together." Harry hesitated for a moment. "we could get them to organise your birthday party together?" Luna thought about it, then wrote it down.

"There was another one with two men where they got locked in together in a room and then some woman threatened their lives unless they kiss." The six-year-old grinned and put it above the other idea.

"For the next one we'd have to wait until yule, but maybe you can convince your grandparents to ask your mum if she has found someone yet and then she freaks out and brings my mum as a fake date, so they stop annoying her." "She doesn't really care about their opinions so that probably won't work..."

"Alright. The one where the woman wants to get married before her sister is also out because aunt Petunia is already married..." "So our only option to make them be happy together is to threaten their lives?", Luna summarised. "Yeah, I think so."

"Great. But we need to make them believe it. Maybe we could get a dragon from somewhere." "Or a serial killer. Hey, papa." Harry looked up from their plan on the table, as Regulus walked in. "What do you need a serial killer for, mon coeur?", he asked, one eyebrow raised.

Harry and Luna shared a glance. "You need to promise not to tell anyone. This is a top-secret mission." Harry leaned in a bit and Regulus nodded slowly. "We're trying to get mom to go out with Panda, so they fall in love and get married and then we can be siblings", he half-whispered. 

"But we're not sure, how to do it yet. Our best idea is to threaten their lives so that they kiss", Luna added, shrugging.

Regulus nodded. It was best not to question a child's logic, not to mention that it sounded like something that might actually work if executed properly. Plus, as Pandora's confidante, he knew that she had fancied the redhead since they were teenagers.

Harry looked up at him. "How did you and dad get together?" The pale man attempted to answer a few times, but eventually just shook his head. "I think that's a story for another time. I do have an idea, however. Do you want to hear it?" They both nodded excitedly.

"Maybe you need to approach it from the other side. You tell them you want to spend a sibling-day with your favourite moms. You know, go to the park, have a movie night... That way you force them to spend time together and see how adorable you two are."

The children shared a few looks. "But then we don't get to threaten their lives..." "We can still do that if plan A doesn't work." "Hmmm.... okay."

Luna wrote it on the paper with a crayon. "Thank you, uncle Reggie. You can leave now. We need to work out the details."

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

HI this is frogboy anon again (???) I guess that's my name now huh...

but yeah I did see the tags 👀👀👀 I was going to comment about it on my original ask but I was like. nah she's already getting bullied enough 😭😭😭😭

Also YOUR TAGS IN THIS LAST ONE yeah ngl I could see some similarities on how you described him w Leona... but I mean... not really? Kind of. Like I could imagine some stuff also applying to him but they're not rlly the same type of character... BUT YES MY MIND WENT TO THE LION GUY AS WELL YOU'RE NOT ALONE. I GET YOU RAVENMOD I SUPPORT YOU (but your tsundere-ness is very tempting to tease... im so sorry)

[Referencing this post and this post!]

I think I there’s a handful of people who have assumed anon identities, so sure! I hereby dub thee 🐸 Anon.

dhjssbkwnwos THANKS FOR CONSIDERING MY FEELiNGS 💀 (You guys don’t see it all, but it’s been absolutely relentless behind the scenes 💦) But it’s fine, I don’t really mind it because I know no one’s teasing with malicious intent. It’s all in good fun, yeah? I’ll let you know if it ever gets to be too much for me to handle.

And yeah, Naveen and Leona aren’t 100% the same type of character. I just see them as going through similar character arcs (like, learning how to get motivated to work hard again)! I enjoy seeing more laidback or lazy characters finding that spark that has them rolling up their sleeves and setting to work. There’s something really satisfying about witnessing that rise.

I’m not a tsundere, shut up 🤐

[annasfantasies]

Helloo, i totally LOVE your writings, sooo, I was wondering if you could post a instagram smau of alex, just like the one you did of drew, yk

(english is also not my first english so sorry for bad english 😔

Rockstar’s girlfriend

/Smau, AM!Alex Turner x fem!reader

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user1 they are so cute I can’t

user2 THE 8TH PIS HELLO

user1 @/user2 the jawline😆

user3 I’m convinced she is the muse for ‘you’re so dark’ just bc of the sixth photo

user4 @/user3 yeah same

user5 Alex I want roses too, thx❤️

user6 picnic date? They are so cute, I love my parents

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yourusername Happy Birthday to my favourite person in the universe🥳 We’ve known each other since childhood and I can’t even explain in words how fcking proud I am for who you’ve became and what you’ve accomplished, I’ll always support you no matter what❤️💋💋 I love you my Prince Charming 😍😆

(And yes I had to sneak at least one photo of me in, I like the fit)

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user1 I’m crying and jealous

user2 I hope I will find someone like her in the future, someone who will love as much as she loves him :((

user1 @/user2 I can be your Alex if you’re my y/n😏

matthelders you’re making me sick with this love things (wish him happy bday for me thanks)

yourusername @/matthelders f you, you’re just jealous I took him from you😝 (no❤️)

user3 @/matthelders HELP MATT IS JEALOUS

matthelders @/yourusername 🖕🖕

user4 I don’t know which pic is my favourite

user5 my favourite couple❤️

katiee_cook_ cutie and an old man

user5 @/katiee_cook_ OLD MAN I CANT😂🤣🤣🤣

yourusername @/katiee_cook_ he’s not that old (you’re cuter)

user3 @/katiee_cook_ I love this woman

user6 another post and another flowers from him? Girl is getting spoiled😌

user7 @/user6 if I were her bf I would get her bouquet every morning

user8 the seventh photo😍 my parents

user2 @/user8 hello sibling

user8 @/user2 hi sis👋

user9 HIS HAND IN THE LAST PICTURE‼️

user4 @/user9 the veins😏😩

user6 @/user9 it’s a necklace actually

user1 @/user6 you guys are getting freaky😟

。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.

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yourusername soo we are family of 3 now.. his name is Bobo❤️

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user1 A KITTEN?!!!

user2 WHAT DO YOU MEAN FAMILY⁉️

user3 @/user2 well don’t be so surprised I’m literally their child soo

user3 he is so cute😍

user4 Hii Bobo!👋

user5 that’s such a cute name :((

user6 THE SECOUND PICTURE !! ALEX IN SWEATPANTS AHHHH

user4 @/user6 OMG I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE

user8 @/user6 the fact she sees him like that every day hurts my soul

user8 his little smile in the last photo🥺

katiee_cook_ when will you introduce me to him??

yourusername @/katiee_cook_ soon auntie Kate😘

user2 @/yourusername AUNTIE KATE OMGG

user6 @/user2 WHAT IF SHE IS PREGNANT

user9 he’s gonna be like his father, a musician🥰

。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.

ALL CREDITS GO TO THE AUTHORS OF THE PICTURES

A/N: hiii loves, hope you missed me😘😜 thanks for the request and sorry for not posting it sooner, I hope it’s like you wanted it🫶 also when I finished it a noticed you didn’t write what Alex you but I guess you meant mr turner since I post about him.

Don’t forget to reblog, like and follow‼️

[whatstheoccasion]

... hi there, everyone.

tw depression, family issues.

hi guys🥲 (gn), i... had a rough couple of months in which i had no time for the blog, or writing in general. i felt so bad for the amazing requests i got because i opened the ask box to gain some inspiration, but i could not. for the life of me. find it, and they were all amazing and that's the worst part: they were situations i was comfortable and under normal circumstances would enjoy writing, but i didn’t... get... anything from them, which was 100% my fault, and with time and place being scarce to write, i finally decided to give up on them.

it's KILLING ME, i'm so sorry but i just can't do it and i didn't want to keep you waiting any longer, i really wanted to come back with them written and done, but only at like, at the beginning of this year, i got a little spare time and i hopped on here and liked a few things and looked the requests once again... and then left again. jesus what i'm tryna say is i'm honestly sorry. ALSO, to the friends i made here: (if you're reading this i'm sorry i like you a lot and i'm sorry i wasn't able to answer you), if you really want to know, i dropped out of my 3rd year in law school.

i'm now trying a new career and balancing work on top of it bc my parents got tired of me changing majors (the FOURTH time i change since 2018 guys TT), i hid it from them for months because i was so ashamed, which only made it worse, so once they found out they kicked me out (they're so valid btw), but then my depression got worse until i found a job and tried to pull my life together. THAT'S A VERY SHORT!! WAY TO PHRASE MY ENTIRE YEAR UNTIL NOW, i refuse to trigger anyone with darker thoughts so yeah, that's the gist of it.

i'm better now though, found a new psychiatrist, i'm getting my drivers license, fixing things with my family, and i'm ready to give this blog another chance.

i hope you can understand, i'm so sorry but also so grateful to you guys, for all this love for my writing, the moments i got on here and read the rbs and comments and they were so good to me it made my day better, seriously. thank you so much.

now i am going to try and take things slow, but i'm also excited... so yyeah, not to sound like one of those ao3 authors that comeback once a year because their house set on fire and they commited arson and are now writing from prison, but yeah (they're also so valid btw).

anyways, thank you for reading up 'till here if you did, i hope you're having a great night and start of the week! i'm now writing some full blown fics and a few drabbles, all for one piece except for one tokyorev fic, but they're nowhere near done– it will take some time, but i hope you can enjoy it once they're out (one of them is my baby btw), and i also just miss reading fics, so i'll be rb fics a lot more now, don't be surprised if you see me on the tl these days.

anyways! bye, and i'm sorry, and thank you so much again, 💗

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Thank you all for an incredible 500 days of love and support. I offer you: answers to questions that no one has asked.

(As always, more can be found in the tags <3)

[ssreeder]

I'm so looking forward to iroh and zuko properly talking and seeing irohs reaction to zuko being gay.

Like we all know he doesn't agree with the fire nation rn but how will he react?

Will he not support him cause sokkas a guy? Will he not support him because it's SOKKA? Will he accept him? Will he reveal he's known for years zuko was gay?

Especially with everything that happened with zhao, regarding to what jee said to bato on their date. (Which is a very understandable perspective, zuko just got out of this very sexually traumatising situation and almost immediately starts a relationship (his first relationship) with sokka, but then again it is a very unique situation)

One thing I love about some atla fics is how they portray the FNs thoughts on queerness, cause on one hand they were one of the only country's (I think) that treated men and women the same but then again it's also the fucking fire nation.

And I also think zukos whole canon arc can be very comparative to queerness,

His dads an asshole and after speaking out against him he throws him out, and zuko try's for 3 years to regain his father's love and acceptance, and then faced with the opportunity of regaining it takes it immediately regardless of who or what he may hurt (iroh, his own morals etc) but once he makes it back home realises how fucked up everything is and eventually confronts his dad and openly tells him he doesn't agree with him then runs aways.

I also wonder if iroh secretly knows jee is queer it doesn't seem that likely to me but it also is iroh so who knows.

<3

I do think Iroh’s reaction will be a big moment for not only the story but for Zuko’s character development. Right now, Zuko’s technically still a prisoner, holding himself there by assuming Iroh will not understand or judge him when in reality he’ll never know what his uncle is thinking until they TALK ABOUT IT. (Which the FN royal family is just sooo good at healthy communication I don’t understand why this is so hard for them lol?!)

I do agree that the suddenness of the relationship combined with the intensity from both zuko and Sokka is very alarming for people looking at it from the outside (I mean we all totally get it cause we were there but others are like uhhhh hmmmm ok this might be concerning) so I get them gossiping and wondering if this is truly real or what the fucks going on with those boys.

I love Zukos canon arc because there’s just so much about zukos story that can be relatable no matter who you are and I think that’s why he is a fan favorite (it doesn’t explain why we torture him the way we do but ehhhh it’s fine haha)

Hmmmmmm does iroh know Jees gay? Depends on how saucy those music nights got ;)

[king-candybug-backup]

Hi! I hope this doesn't come off as rude or bothersome, but I was wondering if Kill Switch had some sort of update schedule? Or is it mostly random? Sorry if this sounds impatient or rushing, please absolutely take your time, I'm just really loving the fic so far and excited for the next chapter! 🙏 Adoring how you write KCB, what a funny asshole xD

Not rude at all, and thanks so much, that's so nice!! :'D It doesn't have a specific update schedule though, sorry! I just write whenever I have the time and inspiration to do so, then when it feels like a chapter's pretty close to being done, I'll usually give a few day's notice of when I expect it to be posted, but that's about it, lol. I feel like the next chapter is probably still a week or two away from being done, but who knows, really! (THANK YOU, I LOVE WRITING THAT JERK LOL)

[sjonni33]

can i say. if i had money i would blow it all on your shop but alas ya boy doesnt have a job. crying emoji HOW CRUEL THE UNIVERSE IS AUGHHHHHHH

money is truly evil i swear 😔😔😔😔😔 but know that you reblogging and liking and talking in the comments about it already is like 🥺🥺🥺🥺 such a big thing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it truly makes me want to continue on creating <3<3 so please don't feel bad!!!!!! ILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[myauditionfordrphil]

Rant in the tags, ignore it if you want.

[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

Did you know Eastern Bluebirds represent hope, joy, positivity, and renewal?

Seeing the feathers of an Eastern Bluebird means the solution to all of your problems is right in front of your eyes--and has been for some time--but you've ignored it. Perhaps Doc's regrets aren't as cut and dry as he believes them to be.

Hey! So sorry for being so quiet lately I've just been busy and exhausted. But! Not to worry, I am working on some stuff; both "Tombsona" and "Devil May Cry" related. I did manage to get my friend--who's going to the (The) Living Tombstone concert with me--into the whole Tombsona lore stuff. I ended up info-dumping on her for like 3 hours. I have fallen back into this hyper-fixation so damned hard that it's kinda freaky lmao So for those of you who don't know me from my last TLT stint, get ready. I am about to rant and babble about this so hard. Especially about Doc lmao

[reallyhardydraws]

caught a cold 😷 oof. was gonna work today and be like ayyy grindset no days off! but uhhh i might just upload the leftovers from yesterday's market onto my online shop and then call it for the day: anyone waiting on commissions (i think its just 2 people right now) i'll start up working on those tomorrow

commissions are absolutely open though and i think if you want something specifically in time for the 25th december i can still get them done if you email me on or before the 21st.