#thank you for putting so much love into our boy it’s already visible in the 4 seconds of him we’ve seen

[hellaephemeral]

he’s the only one whose leg is stretched out 🥺😭😭 and his hands are in his pockets 🥺🥺 this IS sanji

[moonstruckme]

Hiiiii!!!! So, if you wanna write something, can you do poly marauders find out reader sleeps with like an almost concerning amount of plushies??? I literally sleep on a few plushies so I think it would be cute lol

Hi sweetheart, thanks for requesting!

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You’ve been pouting all evening, ever since the boys had decided to watch a new comedy film over one of your chickflicks. You’re ganging up on me, you’d complained, and James felt a twinge of guilt but Sirius had only laughed. You’re damn right we are, sweetheart, because we watched that one just last week! You’d gone silent after that, but you’ve seemed vaguely sulky ever since, even when James brought you popcorn and tried to snuggle up with you under the blanket. 

“I’m gonna go to bed,” you say abruptly, standing and gathering your blanket about you. 

“Already?” James asks. “The movie’s only got like, twenty more minutes in it.” 

“That’s okay,” you yawn, stooping to give him a hug and kiss. “Goodnight.” 

“Goodnight, dovey,” Remus says as you kiss him too, then Sirius. “Sleep well.” 

James watches you go, unease growing like a fungus in his chest as you go into your room instead of one of theirs, the door shutting definitively behind you. 

“Prongs, hey.” He turns to find Remus looking at him, his brows scrunching just softly upwards. “Don’t worry about it, love, she’s alright.” 

“I know it’s silly,” he says, casting another glance down the hall, “but she just seemed so put out. And then she went to her own room.” 

“She doesn’t always want to sleep in ours.” Sirius shrugs. “Disappointing, but it doesn’t necessarily mean anything.” 

It’s true; you only sleep in one of your boyfriends’ rooms maybe half of the time, but this has always been a point of confusion for James. He and the other boys shuffle between rooms every night, and when you join them you seem to enjoy it as much as the rest of them do. Plus, it’s no secret that you love cuddles above all else, so why deprive yourself of them on such a regular basis?

James stands. “I’m gonna go check on her.”

“Suit yourself,” Sirius says, and Remus only nods, attention going back to the film. 

James sees blue light coming from underneath your door as he approaches, confirming his suspicion that you weren’t really tired enough to sleep when you’d left. He knocks softly. “Sweetheart? Can I come in?”

You don’t reply, and he hesitates briefly before cracking the door. For a moment, he wonders if you’re in here at all. He certainly can’t find you. The entire room is awash in blue light, your laptop screen on full brightness as the intro to the movie you’d wanted to watch earlier plays silently. Where you should be on your bed is instead half a million stuffed animals. Piles of them, from your headboard to the end of the bed, with little faces lit by the screen like they’re watching the movie, too. 

James draws closer, noticing your headphones plugged into the laptop, and follows the chord until he finds you, nestled so deeply in plushies that only your face is visible. He takes a second to relish the sight before waving a hand in front of the screen to get your attention. You startle, the movement sending a plushie tumbling off the bed and onto the floor. You lunge for it, disrupting even more of the toys, and James has to dam the avalanche with both hands, passing you the fallen stuffed animal—A penguin, he thinks to himself. How cute—while you take off your headphones. 

“Fuck, you scared me,” you say breathlessly, and James guffaws, hysterical laugher bubbling out of his chest. “What?”

“Just,” he marvels, shaking his head, “it’s surprising to hear that kind of language coming from someone absolutely buried in cuteness right now.” 

You sink further into the pile, and if the lighting weren’t so blue at the moment, he suspects your face would appear redder. 

“Jamie,” you say, quietly, hurriedly. “Jamie, don’t tell. Please?”

He’s just starting to wonder whether he’s even capable of keeping a secret as good as this when two pairs of footsteps start down the hallway. 

“What’s going on?” Sirius’ voice calls, a second before Remus flicks on the light and both boys go silent. James giggles, bringing his hand to his mouth in an attempt to smother the sound. Your face is indeed as flushed as he’d imagined, and you burrow further into your squishy fortress as if you could disappear into it entirely. 

“Baby,” Sirius says, sounding positively delighted, “where have you been hiding all of this?”

“I haven’t been hiding them.” Your voice is muffled by stuffing. “They just stay in my closet during the day. So my room doesn’t look cluttered.” 

“But why?” Sirius makes his way over to you, picking up a fox by your head. “This little guy is so charming. You’d deprive us of him?”

Despite Sirius’ honey-coated tone, you know what he’s about, and your eyes narrow defensively. 

“Dove,” Remus says slowly, fighting to keep his expression under control as his eyes glitter with amusement. “This is the most adorable thing I think I’ve ever seen.” 

You don’t look inclined to make a response, so James speaks again. 

“Is this why you don’t always want to sleep with us?” he asks, doing his best to gentle the teasing in his voice. “Because these guys are welcome in my room anytime if it means I get to be with you too.” 

You make your eyes big and sad in that way James swears you have to practice in the mirror. “Really? You don’t think it’s embarrassing?” 

James is finally free to unleash the full capacity of his smile. “Of course not, angel.”

“Well, maybe, like, a dozen of them,” Sirius says. “With more than one person, I think they’d all end up falling off the bed.” 

You look horrified. “I feel so guilty when that happens.” 

Remus makes a sound that’s half laugh, half coo. “Darling, you’re going to kill me with all this.” He gives you a look so syrupy sweet James feels his heart go all soft and mushy. “Please come finish the movie with us so I can give you a proper cuddle?”

“And bring some of your friends,” Sirius adds as you start to extricate yourself from the jumble on your bed. “Fuck, I’m never gonna get over this.”

[misspelledwordswizard]

I understand that fairies like bright colors or objects, Since we always say that Hyrule is part fairy, imagine having something shiny in your hand and the poor boy, with his pupils enlarged like a cat on catnip, can't stop looking at the object as you slowly move it back and forth between here and there, entertained by the way our fairy boy follows it with his eyes

arkdkska I love fairy Hyrule, I loved writing this, thanks for the request!!

Fairy thing

The boy’s eyes moved rhythmically as the necklace swung, fixated on the movement, unable to notice anything else that was happening around him. He almost seemed to be fighting against it, but if that were true then he had already lost this battle a long time ago. My lips twitched instinctively as I watched him with almost as much focus as he was looking at the object in my hands.

I didn’t do it out of malice. It was just a tragic coincidence. We were talking quietly while not everyone else was awake. Naturally, since it was early in the morning, those who were already up were organizing themselves to speed up when we got back on the trail. In my case, I was finishing equipping accessories like belts, putting my sword and shield on my back, and even putting on my golden necklace that I sometimes wear. But, it just so happened that I was talking to Hyrule while I was doing this. I had no idea this could happen, at first I thought it was some kind of weird joke coming from him, until no matter how many times I called him, he couldn’t answer me, not coherently at least, being much more interested in the shiny object swinging. It didn’t take long for me to associate this with the Traveler’s fae side. This, though, was something I didn’t know much about, but I’d heard a few things about faeries, such as their fondness for shiny things, which seemed almost confirmed by this.

I was going to get it out of his sight as quickly as possible when I realized it, but he seemed so adorable like this. I know, a little cruel, but it didn’t really seem to bother him, maybe I should give it to him later as na apology. Do faeries hoard golden things like dragons? It would be curious to see.

— Rulie, what were you talking about? About using monster parts in meals. – I asked, testing how active his brain was.

— I... talking... – He tried, but couldn’t even form a coherent sentence.

— Do you like that?

— ... Yes

I had to hold back a laugh. Okay, maybe it was really a little cruel. But it is indeed interesting, this whole fascination of his for shiny things. I think now I’ll have to start saving all the similar things I find to give to him. I wonder what other things about fairies are correct, does he like sweets? Does he burn himself with iron? When he’s talking in his fairy form does it sound like a bell?

— Rulie, what do you like? – I tried again.

— Shiny things... – He answered, still focused.

— What else?

— I like you...

The pendulum movement I was making with the necklace stopped in surprise. I couldn’t tell if he was being sincere or if this necklace thing was really starting to affect his poor brain, but it was enough to make my face hot as hell. I figured it was best to stop this.

— What’s going on? Why does the Traveler look so silly? – The Captain’s voice caught my attention, making me look away from the fairy boy.

— Oh, I think he likes shiny things. A little too much.

— And you’re using that against him? How cruel. – Wars replied in a mocking tone.

— Yeah, I’m stopping, that really was a bad idea. – I concluded, looking away to hide my blush.

I picked up the necklace, leaving it completely out of Hyrule’s sight, and I could see, out of the corner of my eye, him blinking rapidly, regaining consciousness. I intended to apologize, of course. For a moment I thought he didn’t remember what he had said, but then he stopped for a moment in pure shock, and his face became even redder than mine. His nervousness became visible as he began to move away and stutter, looking for na excuse to get out of there.

— Look, I’m... I’m going to help Time! Excuse me! – I saw him say blushing as he walked away. He definitely knows what he said.

— Geez, what’s came over him? – Wars asked, curious about the possible gossip. I shrugged, trying to avoid my own embarrassment.

— It must be a fairy thing.

[starkwlkr]

can you please do a part 4 where ruby’s finds about pregnancy and become jealous, but charles and yn only notices when one night charles is kiss and talking with yn’s belly and without them notice she’s going to her room and do a suitcase, when she returns with them she having tears in her eyes and tell them she going to live with her grand mere since them don’t need and want her anymore now they have another baby, and them become all fluffy with charle’s and yn talking to her and ruby’s being the biggest daddy’s girl

sorry abou my english, i hope you understand

jealousy, jealousy | charles leclerc

ruby is so real for this because i almost did this when i was younger (tbh i still get jealous when my mom praises my other cousins because her and i have a complicated relationship ENOUGH TRAUMA DUMPING SORRY)

When Ruby was told she was going to be a big sister, it didn’t go as planned. She was pretty straight forward about it too.

“Why do you need another baby?” She asked her parents one night during dinner. Charles and Y/n were confused. Ruby always talked about all the kids in her class having siblings. “You have me.”

“Ruby, we love you very much, the new baby isn’t going to change that.” Charles spoke to his daughter.

“Okay,” she wasn’t quite convinced yet. She looked at her mom and noticed her stomach was bigger. “Why is your belly big? Did you eat a lot?”

“Ruby Jules, that’s not a nice thing to say.” Charles sighed. He always wondered how his mom managed to raise three boys, he was having trouble with just Ruby. He made a mental note to thank his mom for everything she had done. “Mama’s belly is big because that’s where your baby brother or sister is. You were in mama’s belly too.”

“No, I wasn’t. Uncle Arthur told me I came from the hospital. I saw pictures of mama and me.” Ruby said, grabbing her juice box from the table and drinking from it.

“Yes, we were in the hospital but before that you were in my belly.” Y/n added.

“When does the baby get here?” Ruby wondered. “Do I have to share my room? I don’t like sharing my toys with a baby.”

“The baby isn’t going to stay in your room. They’re going to stay with mama and daddy. They’re going to be too small so we have to take care of them.” That’s when Charles made a mistake.

It took almost three whole years for Ruby to actually stay in her own room. When Charles would put her to sleep, Ruby’s little legs would take her right back to her parent’s room. Ruby wasn’t afraid of the dark or the ‘monsters’ in her closet, she just wanted to hug her daddy while she slept.

“Why does the baby get to sleep in your room? Why can’t I?” Ruby asked.

“Ruby-”

“I’m leaving.” Ruby mumbled and got down from the chair. She angrily stomped away then a few seconds later, she reappeared just to grab her unfinished juice from the table, then she finally left.

“I knew we should’ve waited until tomorrow. We could’ve gotten her a cake or taken her to the park. She hates us, Charles.” Y/n frowned. She picked up Ruby’s plate and walked over to the sink. She started washing the dishes when Charles came up from behind her, wrapping his arms around her small, but visible bump.

“She doesn’t hate us, mon amour. She just doesn’t understand. A couple years from now, her and the baby are going to be best friends.” Charles kissed Y/n’s cheek.

“I hope you’re right.” Y/n put down the washed plate and turned around to face Charles.

“I am right and I’m also right about this one being a boy. He’s going to be a strong, smart boy like his dad.” Charles bent down to place a kiss on Y/n’s belly.

“Really? Because I remember you calling yourself stupid.” Y/n teased. Her hands started playing with Charles’ hair. “And what makes you so sure that baby leclerc is going to be a boy?”

“I just know. We already have a daughter, having a boy would complete our family.” Charles smiled at his wife. “I love you already, baby leclerc.” He looked back at the bump.

Ruby watched from a distance as her dad kissed her mom’s belly multiple times. It broke her heart hearing them call the new baby ‘baby leclerc’. Why couldn’t they name it differently? That’s was her nickname. The baby wasn’t even here and they were already stealing from her. That’s the moment when Ruby decided she wasn’t wanted anymore, not when there was a new baby coming soon.

The four year old walked to her room and started going through her closet, looking for her small princess backpack. When she finally found it, she unzipped it and began to pack her some clothes along with a stuffed animal, her doll, two euros and a book with bedtime stories.

If her parents weren’t going to love her then she was going to the one person she knew would love her no matter what. Pascale lived right across the street from them so Ruby knew exactly where to go. She put on her backpack, grabbed her stuffed animal and walked back to the living room where she found her parents cleaning up before going to bed.

“And where are you going, little one?” Charles quickly noticed the girl with the backpack.

“I’m going to grand-merè house because you don’t love me anymore. She loves me, she gives me ice cream.” Ruby said in a low voice. She didn’t think she was going to cry when she told her mom and dad she was leaving, but here she was, tears coming out her eyes as she stood before them explaining why she was leaving.

“Baby, we will always love you. The new baby isn’t going to replace you. Come here,” Y/n grabbed her daughter’s hand and led her to the sofa so they could have a proper talk. “We love you and the new baby isn’t going to change that. What made you think we didn’t love you anymore?”

Ruby wiped away her tears. “I heard papa call the baby my name. And they’re going to sleep in your room.”

Y/n brought the crying girl into her arms for a hug. “I’m sorry if you felt like we didn’t love you. We love you so much, my pretty girl.”

“I’m sorry for calling your brother or sister baby leclerc. If you want, you can name them. What do want to call the baby?” Charles poked Ruby’s cheek, making the girl laugh.

“I want the baby to be called Steve!” Ruby said confidently.

“Steve? Like the guy from Blues Clues?” Y/n asked.

Ruby nodded. “He’s funny and we sing old macdonald had a farm together!”

“Okay, baby steve it is.” Charles chuckled as he took the girl from his wife’s arms. “I love you, Ruby Jules. You’re my special girl, but don’t tell mama or else she’s going to get jealous.” He whispered to her.

“Okay, daddy.” Ruby nodded, giggling as she did so. “I love you too.” She hugged Charles, her giggles getting louder as Charles tickled her sides.

“Say goodnight to mama … and baby steve. It’s bedtime, baby leclerc.” Charles said.

“Goodnight mama, I love you. Goodnight baby Steve, you’re okay.” Ruby kissed her mom then copied Charles’ actions from earlier and kissed her mom’s belly.

“Goodnight, my pretty girl. I love you too.” Y/n kissed Ruby’s cheek and watched as Charles took a laughing Ruby to her room.

Y/n sighed and looked down at her belly. “Baby Steve.” She chuckled at the name. “Come on Steve, it’s bedtime.”

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Helloooo! I've been wanting to share rhis idea of mine for our emo boy Martin.

What if the reader and Martin were like friends. And he always has a thing for her as he should because this us, hello? And then when the reader went to his place and saw him all bloodied and beaten up, she started taking care of him, and he was not used to it so he became sobby babyboy overwhelmed and couldn't helped it so he kiss the reader and things got escalated. iykyk

That's all for my rambling, thank you so muchhh!

Friends? But more and more

Martin x fem!reader

warning : +18, smut, oral (f reciving), small fluff/comfort, kissing, pain kink, wounds and treating

Summary : Friend or more? Was there something between them? Did it just take a trigger at the end to realise that there was more than just the hurt and the caring? Whatever it was, it seemed to be everything because when she felt his lips on hers, all worries seemed to be over and this something between them could finally be free and love each other.

info : Thank you very much for this request dear anon i'm glad i could give your rambling a little space. And I mean of course he loves us what else ;) Have fun reading and see you next time :)

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In the morning hours of the small foggy town, a car with its owner makes its way to a relatively single house. A place she had been to many times, at least so often that she knew the way by heart, the things she could always pick up a few days later, whether it was a new seatbelt, a box of beer, a coat or just cigarettes.

It was a relationship between them like friends, like a salesman and his regular customer, she gave him what he needed and he…yes, what did he give her besides money and a little talk between them.

But maybe having him around was something she needed and had learnt to appreciate, because when the fog settles over the city you can get a bit lonely, the streets are barely visible, the houses are barely visible and you yourself are barely visible, you're glad of any contact, she knew that and she knew that Martin knew it too.

,,How bad will it be this time?" she asked herself as she turned into his street, her fingers drumming lightly on the cool leather of the steering wheel, no rhythm and looking ahead of her rather expectantly, knowing that it always looked different every night.

Sometimes he had little more than a bruise and some days she could almost have taken him to the hospital but he always waved her off, not only too annoying but also ruining his fun or so he had once mumbled to her.

Whenever she came to him he sat on his bed smoking, playing or just seemed to be living his life so tragically and yet so pitifully he didn't want that, whatever it was for him it no longer mattered as she parked outside his house and got out of her car wondering as she used the key if her helicopter was still intact.

The opening of the door always caused a creaking noise she heard moving around the room in the small flat, ,,It's me!" she shouted through the living room knowing he heard her, putting on a shirt and trying not to look quite so broken even though she was already used to the sight.

Her footsteps approached his room and the wooden door opened, her surprise was immediate when she saw him sitting on the edge of his bed, ,,Hi…glad you're here," he said, his long black beams falling into his mind almost as if his own body didn't want her to see what had happened to him again.

But she could have guessed it instead she just sighed slightly saw that the helicopter was back in its box and standing on the dresser ready to be picked up normally she would have taken the fifty dollars and sat in the doorway with him for another thirty minutes.

Talking about everything and nothing and would have left but now she was on her way to his kitchen knowing that she was once again doing him the etxra favour because maybe it was her heart that was stopping her from leaving.

Without a word she came back with the first aid kit she needed, stood in front of him and put her hand under his chin, ,,Please show me Martin," she said quietly, knowing how quickly he could change when he nevertheless gave in and looked up at her, a look of pain and satisfaction in her eyes, ,,You-You don't have to do it," he almost whispered as she told him to slide back a little further onto the bed so that she could position herself better next to him.

She could almost see how he went from relaxed to tense and wanted to push away from her while she came closer to him at the same time. Uncertainty ran through him as if he didn't know what to do, as if he was overwhelmed by her presence or maybe it was because he loved her closeness, he loved it when she was with him, her voice, her loving nature and also her body. But all this remained hidden from her for the moment.

She took care of him, gently stroking the strands of hair from his face, seeing his somewhat guarded expression, the warmth radiating from his body almost inviting as he held still, the warm cheeks almost pink as she was so close to him she would be lying if she said she didn't like him. He might have been a bit strange but who wasn't?

Everyone had a strange way about them and Martin she had often seen him like this, beaten up but happy, making videos, smoking and doing other special things in his world where she only had a small place.

But maybe this small space meant more to him, ,,Almost there" she said as she tried to wipe the crusted blood off him so that she could finally put the plasters on him properly when she suddenly felt his hand on hers, almost carefully he held her hand and she saw that his gaze was probably on her the whole time.

He held her hand not out of pain but out of affection, ,,Martin I-" she wanted to say something as they slowly got closer but the words were forgotten when she suddenly felt his lips on hers, he overcame the last moments between them and it felt like something had finally opened up between them.

It was as if this around between them, the looks, the touches had finally become worth something, ,,Finally" she murmured between kisses as she felt his hands on her body Martin seemed almost overwhelmed as he seemed too overwhelmed to finally have her, to finally be able to pursue his love heard the almost elated sigh of relief at her approval.

He had never looked sweeter, his eyes full of love and devotion, his hands on her, ,,May I?" he asked almost shyly as his hands were about to take off her clothes, smiling as she put her hands on his cheeks and gave him a gentle kiss, stroking his injury for a moment before she lay down on his bed and gave him permission.

Martin did not tear her clothes from her but rather carefully for every piece he took from her he kissed her skin caressing her and seemed to love every sound she made as if she was the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to him, he was unlike anything she had ever had.

He loved her he loved her like she was his everything with every kiss, with every touch and with every sound she made out of lust he only seemed to love her more as if he was grateful to her, as if she alone kept him alive.

She felt his kisses leave her torso and kiss up her legs, his fingers almost cautiously touching her centre, unsure if he was even good enough, ,,Mhh do-you do well," she said slightly breathlessly, straightening up for a moment to stroke his head, seeing him nuzzle his head against her hand, kissing her fingers, ,,I promise," came the muffled reply from him as she leaned back, caught by the soft mattress and blanket.

He planted a few last kisses on the inside of her thigh before she felt his fingers brush over the bundle of nerves, the first relaxed, pleasurable sounds of her lips leaving the pleasure of his previous touches, the kisses leaving marks from her neck, to her breasts, which he caressed even more gently, to her stomach and legs.

Her fingers clung to the bedspread as she felt his warm tongue on her fingers and he slowly began to make love to her physically, still a little insecure.

But with every sound she made, her fingers from the bed cover first clinging to his shirt, scratching his shoulders and burying themselves in his hair, she also heard the grunt as she pulled too hard on his black hair.

A noise she didn't know if it was too much pain or something else as she was beginning to understand why he was fighting with others in his car at night.

At first, wanting to let go of him in her mind, she only heard Markus say, ,,Go ah-on…please" as he let go of her and looked at her, his bright eyes filled with the veil of lust that had settled on hers, nodding faintly, barely perceptible but understandable as he disappeared between her thighs again and her fingers in his dark hair.

With each lick, each further sensitive electrifying shudder of her body through his caresses, she not only came closer to her high but elicited more and more moans from him, the pain as she held on to him pulling at his strands, tousling his black hair and using him for her pleasure as he wanted, he seemed to give her more and more.

He seemed to want to give her so much more from the start, unable to express his love in any other way than to love her so much that he would give her anything to show her how serious he was.

As she continued to surrender to him with each slight rise of her body as she was caught by the pillows and the mattress, the clutching in his hair, the muffled moans that escaped him, the tingling in her continued to increase, ,,Ma-Martin", she eventually burst out breathlessly, barely able to say anything right as she lost herself in his love and lust.

His breath came hotly towards her as he entangled her in one last kiss as his fingers slid in and out of her one last time, the taste of love and herself she could feel as she writhed against him, her moans mingling with his sighs as her climax was his pain and watching her melt beneath him.

Eyes closed, her chest rising and falling, she realised that the matzo was threatening to lighten as if he wanted to leave, ,,I'll…wait outside," she heard his soft voice, saw that he was licking his lips, reddening his cheeks at this obscene act as if he hadn't just seconds before pressed her completely naked against me and licked her centre.

She moved her fingers slightly, searching for his hand, ,,Please stay with me, Martin," she said, her voice slightly more composed as she pulled the blanket over him with some effort and stroked his cracked knuckles, which were little more than coloured spots.

It took the black-haired man a moment before he almost smiled a little and lay with her, the two of them looking at each other as she placed his hand on her hip, telling him that it was all right as he held her and she could finally close her eyes in peace as she felt his arms around her and kissed him peacefully as she fell asleep with a ,,Thank you…sleep well my heart" from him before her tired mind drifted off into a peaceful relaxed but above all pleasurable sleep.

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@dixie-elocin , @pierrotlu , @youre-gonna-see-a-lot-of-me , @paloman18 , @reylatargaryen , @fan-goddess

[look-at-the-soul]

Hola, Mar! ❤️❤️.

I'm here to sending you a request. Tommy telling his kids (it can be both of them, or just Charlie or just Ruby) a story about his mother. We know he didn't have good memories about her especially because what happened, but maybe, he remembered something maybe a bedtime story (or a recipe, music, etc) and he tells them about her. The kids didn't know her, but after that moment maybe they can imagine how their grandma was ❤️.

My dear Flor @justrainandcoffee thank you so much for sending this request!!!! I knew I had to make it extra special since it’s part of my Grandma’s series 👵🏻♥️✨ so I didn’t want to rush it. This made me go back in time to our endless sleepovers, it made me think of her. I hope you enjoy this 💕

Special thanks to @blondie-22 for creating the BEAUTIFUL moodboard, like always you capture the exact essence of the story 🥰

Edit: A/N part of this story is inspired by a song called Toy Soldier by Martika

Word count 1,172

Toy Soldier

The bedroom door cracked louder than Tommy expected, he cursed himself internally because it was late and the house was quiet, the last thing he needed was to wake up his wife.

But she was already up and leaned against the window, the shadow of her frame only visible under the moonlight. Frowning, he stopped taking off his suit jacket midway when he noticed something was under the blankets of his bed.

“Why are you up?” He whispered.

“Charlie’s having trouble with bedtime.” She replied back. “He thinks there’s a monster under his bed.” She then added but also gave him a warning look so he better wouldn’t laugh it off.

“There’s no such thing.”

“They wanted to sleep here for reassurance.” Y/N placed her hands on his chest to lean in for a quick kiss. “He was so scared last night.”

“Daddy?” Ruby’s small voice broke the silence of the room.

Charlie stirred and his eyes fluttered open.

“Go back to sleep.” Tommy urged them.

“There’s a monster under my bed, I heard noises.” Charlie assured him.

Sitting next to his son, Tommy caressed his blonde hair in a loving way.

“I can assure you there’s no monster under your bed, son.” Tommy explained in a calmed tone.

“But I heard…”

Tommy shook his head gently, knowing it was a good time to share a fond memory that suddenly hit him hard. After being pushed back to the farthest place of his mind for years…

“You’ve nothing to worry about,” Tommy assured his boy, then turning to face Y/N he invited her over the bed, “you want to hear what really is?”

“I do Daddy.” Ruby replied while Charlie nodded.

“It’s the toy soldier.” Tommy assured his kids. Then clearing his throat he continued. “All toys come up to life around three in the morning, when the house is quiet and you and your sister are sleeping, they start playing by themselves. But when you wake up, they stop because you must not see them.”

His voice and the fabulous tale he was narrating had both his children and Y/N captivated.

“But how do you know?” Charlie asked trying to understand.

Tommy raised his eyebrows, taking his time to explain it properly.

“Well, that’s ‘cause when I was about your age, I heard noises in my room too.”

Y/N noticed the emotions shining in his eyes and his voice.

“And you had toys like mine?” Charlie asked but Tommy shook his head.

“No, I had a horse made of wood, uncle Charlie made it for me.”

Ruby was in awe. “Like a real horse?”

“Yes but a small one, I carried it everywhere.” He relaxed against the pillows, Y/N knew his childhood wasn’t easy, he was forced to mature earlier than other kids.

“So one night I was terrified and went to sleep with my Mum and she told me it was my toys playing.”

“And she told you how did she know?”

“No, she didn’t.”

And both kids went on to ask a million more questions about their grandma, a loving figure they never got the chance to meet. To Tommy this meant much more than he could put into words, he went on to describe her features, mannerisms and and few secrets, so his kids could feel her close to them in some way.

He didn’t know, but through them and their curiosity, he was healing a part of his broken heart by remembering the good moments, her legacy.

Y/N could see the way their imagination was running wild trying to put a face for such mysterious woman, trying to think of what was like to be on road forever stuck in a caravan as they said, asking how she could ride bareback a horse without falling.

Tommy rarely talked about his mother, it had always been something that was buried deep inside his heart, a very sensitive topic, Y/N knew how much it had hurt him to lose her at such young age. Not having her when he needed her the most definitely left a permanent scar in his heart. Y/N wondered how different would Tommy be under another circumstances.

And by the way he described his mother, Y/N realized he looked so much like her instead of his father, which given the circumstances, was a blessing. Although, thanks to Polly who took the role as a mother figure for the Shelby siblings, they had managed much better than if Arthur Sr. was in charge.

“Why can’t we play with them?” Asked Ruby with a deep frown.

“Because after playing with you all day, they get to work by playing, the soldier gotta watch out the fort right?” He stared at Charlie. “And your doll has to drink some more tea, ey.”

Then, a gentle smile played on his lips.

“So you gotta go to sleep to let them play, so they can enjoy their own time.”

“That’s why I heard noises.” Charlie seemed to think about it for a second.

“Yeah.” Tommy winked at them.

“But my teddy stays with me all night.” Ruby stated.

“Hmm he’s gotta take care of you.”

“Can we stay here? So they can play?” Charlie’s eyes sparkled.

Y/N nodded feeling touched by the way Tommy managed to help Charlie leave his fears behind. Loving the way his innocent mind was processing everything.

“Of course, now just let’s all squeeze in together.”Tommy proposed. Feeling Y/N’s hand touching his hand, he looked up at her.

Soon both kids were fast asleep. The story about their toys playing and making noises was the explanation they needed to hear, to feel Tommy’s reassurance.

Y/N observed her husband taking off his clothes, hiding the gun in a drawer and coming back to bed. Thinking how of course not everything is as it should be, and the kids would realize of the truth one day…but she was more than happy to enjoy that little moment in their own little bubble while it lasted.

“That was beautiful.”

He nodded in agreement. He rarely allowed himself to have moments like these, but he felt the need to open his heart with his own happy memory with his mother, gone too soon. She had missed a lot of important events in his life that he was determined to try to be there for his children.

And at least, he could honor her memory by sharing some stories like the one where the toys start playing after midnight.

Turning off the lights of their bedside tables, Tommy drifted to sleep right away and saw the image of his mother wrapping her arms around a younger version of himself protectively, answering all the questions he had about how could his horse toy could not move during the day, or how would drink water if the river was so far away… and he saw her in his dreams smiling adoringly at him before kissing the top of his head.

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oct. 4th - hot wheels

Sam Woodbridge x FemaleReader

mdni! wc; 3k cw; just p in v, car sex, dirty talk, light exhibitionism

kinktober 2024 masterlist Sam is an OC! Here is his fact sheet!

a/n; oh dear am i happy to have our first sam fic :) 3k of him wow! enjoy it guys, and please let me know your thoughts, i love you all for creating this silly guy with me. This is for you who love this OC as much as I do, thank you so deeply or entertaining me about him :)

Congratulations reverberated around you as Sam held tightly to your hand, leading you through the crowd of fellow families and loved ones of his teammates. His team won an important game and like usual, the party thrown after was mostly filled with Sam getting showered with compliments. His teammates too, of course, but Sam always got a lot. 

You loved seeing him with that after-win glow; flushed from only one beer, and flushing more at the compliments. 

He liked them, you knew that, but that did not mean he took them with ease. An embarrassed smile that edged on arrogance always graced his lips and it made you want to laugh as well as kiss his cheeks, tell your boy how proud you are of him. 

You would watch him interact with people, hanging off of his arm for hours, but it’s nearing one a.m. and he’s visibly exhausted. You’re exhausted. 

The heat of late summer was no joke and although Sam took a shower in the locker room before the party, he could use a quick shower at home before relaxing in bed with you. Maybe you’d join him. 

Sam’s saying his goodbyes as you two walk through the crowd of people. A teammate almost stops him, but Sam barrels on. Wow. He must be tired. You squeeze his hand, an etch of concern on your face though he cannot see you right now. 

He returns the squeeze, taking a glance back at you, then continues, until you can breathe in the outside air. 

Which is somehow more humid than inside. 

“Car a.c., car a.c., car a.c.,” Sam mumbles in a chant as he tugs you along the asphlat, and you chuckle, the sweat on your skin agreeing with his words. 

“Was it even on in there?” You look back to the hotel the party had been at and Sam shakes his head.

“Maybe, but too many people.” 

He goes quiet again as the two of you weave through the parking lot until his car comes into view. With the keys already out in his hand, he opens the locks, and the door for you. His hand lingers on your back as you climb into the car, then he shuts it closed. 

You’re buckling your seatbelt when Sam gets into the driver’s seat, making quick work of starting the car and blasting the aircon. 

He lets out an exaggerated sigh as the cool air hits you both, leaning back in his seat and sending you a lazy grin. “I’m scheduling us a trip to a very cold place right now.”

You stare at him, mimicking his slouched position, and keeping your head turned to him, “Right now?”

“With my…magical…mental powers…,” he says with a slow nod, eyes narrowing. 

“Your mental powers, huh?” 

“Mhm, I’m inputting my card number now.” 

Sam is silent for about ten seconds, your eyes still locked, then says, “card’s been approved.”

“Oh, thank god,” you tell him, putting your hand over your heart like you’re as relieved as ever. 

His lips twitch up for a small second, but he’s keeping the game up, “anddddd booked.”

“Where to?”

“A cold place.”

You roll your eyes and his smile lets up, coming with the sort of ease that makes you want to tug him closer to you, “Specifics?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Or you can’t think of a cold place right now,” you mumble, challenging him directly and Sam immediately scoffs. 

“I’m delirious from the heat, babe, don’t question me. I’m fragile,” he defends himself and then looks out the front windshield. A hand swipes through his sweaty hair and you watch the movement. Some strands stick out of place, but all it does is make Sam more Sam. 

“Congratulations, by the way,” you say in a softer tone. Many people had told him it tonight. Hell, you gave him a huge kiss once his big dumb smiling face left the locker room earlier tonight. But you had to tell him again. And it’s worth it, because he looks back at you, and grins more, rubbing his palms on his jeans. 

“Thank you, lovey,” he responds in a quieter voice, reaching a hand over to lightly pinch your cheek, then his eyes rake down over you. 

“No,” you chuckle, watching his eyes linger on your skirt. 

“What? What do you mean, no?” Sam’s hand stays on your face, brushing his knuckles from your cheek to your jaw. 

You hold onto his wrist, “I know that look. We are not fucking here.”

“Blasphemy,” he mumbles, “I wasn’t thinking of intimate relations with my dear number one fan.”

With a squeeze to his wrist and a pointed look, he concedes, “Okay, I was, but I’ve been thinking about it for like an hour, so.”

“Oh?” A breath leaves you and it feels as though your smile can never leave you when you’re talking to your man. “I thought you were exhausted. You looked it. Still do. Especially when we were walking out.”

He sighs, “I am, but…,” Sam trails off, tracing the edge of your jaw, his gaze on his hand as he does it, “you’re sexy.”

“Thank you, and-”

“And you were dancing before…remember? Before Mike came over? You were dancing on me…,” Sam pokes his finger to your cheek. 

“Home,” you tell him, but you can’t deny that the thought of doing something right here right now got to you. And it isn’t helping that his hand not near your face is messing with his jeans, tugging on the fabric near his groin. 

“I know,” he whispers, “just a kiss?” His fingers nudge on your chin and your eyes drop to his lips. They’re a little redder from his still-flushed state, and the fact he bites on them way too much out of habit. 

Sam can see it in your eyes, so he doesn’t have to confirm. He knows you too well, as much as you know him. He leans over the center console, his hand holding shifting to the back of your head to pull you closer until his lips press onto yours. 

His thumb rubs against the nape of your neck, the slight taste of beer on his lips mingles with yours, and the kiss ends way too quickly for you. Sam pulls back only a short distance, giving you his smile and moving his hand up to pat your head. 

He’s just about to lean back into his seat, when you reach for his face, drawing him right back in. Sam huffs at the movement, but gives in once his lips return home to yours. 

Your spine tingles and your skin, albeit cooled off from the aircon in the car, heats up all over again with a different surge. It has you slotting your lips to his with the addition of your tongue, licking into his mouth and humming when he lets out a soft moan. Sam’s hand juts out to your thigh, and you tangle your hand into his hair, the sweaty locks against your fingers are smooth, calling out to you to be caressed and pulled. It's like the exhaustion you felt earlier has left every inch of your body, and replaced it with something hot and needy.

Sam’s mouth is fervent, his tongue meeting yours with the sole purpose of wanting to swallow you whole. He kissed with his entire being and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You cannot imagine a world in which you didn’t get to feel the press of his nose against your face and his bitten lips caress yours, his soft breathy moans that he was never able to quiet. 

Sam Woodbridge was utterly yours and after seeing him receive as much praise as he did tonight, you vow to give him that, and more. 

“Okay, fine, maybe we can do something here,” you mumble between kisses, awkwardly shifting in the passenger seat to be facing him more. 

Sam chuckles, pulling back, only to nuzzle his nose to yours and peck your lips, “we are in a parking lot,” another peck graces your lips, “we could be seen,” kiss, “you sure?” kiss.

You’re nodding against him while he’s speaking, “we’ll make it quick, you finish quick anyways,” and you nudge on his chest, an offended look crossing his face as he leans back in his seat. 

“Ouch,” he says, watching you unbuckle your seat belt and climb over the console into his lap. It’s an unsexy move but he’s got that easy fucking smile. Curse him for that. 

You settle there, and look down at the bulge in his jeans. “You’re hard already.”

Sam rolls his eyes. “Lovey, you’re probably soaked already,” he mumbles and slides his hand up under your skirt, his touch like a delightful shock that’s fastly spreading all over your body. Especially as his fingers graze your panties, only to cup you, confirming that you are indeed just as turned on as he is. 

“Oh, yeah,” he whispers, pressing his palm up against you. You gasp, and press your hands into his shoulders, and he tsks playfully, “just what I thought. I-oh.”

He stops when your hand makes contact with his bulge, only trailing your fingers down it, and Sam removes his hand from under your skirt to get his belt off. 

“Okay. Quick. Very Quick,” he says, expertly getting his belt off with just the one hand, then lifting his hips slightly, tugging his jeans down with your assistance. Once they’re at the top of his thighs, you sit more firmly on him so he sits back down. 

His head cranes to your neck, giving you wet kisses up to your ear, then lightly sucking on the spot below it. You shift your hips at the sensation, reaching through the front hole of his boxers to fish his cock out. He groans against yout skin, trailing hotter kisses back down your neck and sucking harshly at another one of your weak spots. A shaky breath leaves you and you move up in his lap more.

He’s heavy and warm in your hand, but you only feel him for a few more seconds before he’s pulling back and grabbing your hand. He holds it open and spits into your palm. Sam pushes your hand back down to his cock, helping you rub in the spit, his eyes locked to yours. 

He gives a nod, “remember when you first ever jerked me off?” 

The random memory makes you snort a little, your hand slowly stroking up and thumbing his tip. He shifts under you, sneaking his hand back under your skirt to push your panties aside. His thumb presses at your opening, and it makes you gasp. 

“Yeah, I remember,” you whisper to him. “It was in your old car.”

Sam nods, easing the tip of his thumb into you, then out, his breath getting heavier from your ministrations on his lower region. 

“Mhm, you jerked me off in the backseat…because my game sucked…and our favorite pizza place was closed earlier than we thought. We kissed, and you…,” he trails off when your thumb swipes his tip again, and his hands move to your hips, pushing you up a little to position you over him. 

“You got a little handsy and I got…so fucking hard. Swore I’ve never gotten that hard in my life ever,” Sam chuckles at the memory, holding himself at the base and dragging his tip against your cunt. It’s hard to focus on him reminiscing on this story. You almost want to tell him that, but all that’s in your mind is fuck fuck fuck just fuck me sam, fuck me.

“And you offered…to help me out…with such a cute fucking look…you were just as nervous as me…I swear we both felt like it was the first time we’ve ever done anything,” Sam says, aligning his cock at your entrance.

“Gonna tell me why you're thinking of this…wonderful memory?” You manage to get out, your breath hitching and your hands gripping to his shoulders. You start to sink down on him, and Sam lets out a low groan, leaning his head back, then looking down to watch. 

“That was the last time we did something in a car,” he mutters, cursing under his breath as you continue to sink down on him until you’re buried at the hilt with him. A moan leaves your lips. 

“Ah…yeah, that’s…took it good, baby,” he whispers, his hand dropping to your stomach and thumbing down on your clit. You whine at it, and clench around him, “Sam…”

“I know, lovey, you’re good. You got it.” Sam continues the slow roll of his thumb while you adjust to him, his eyes roving over your face as your’s stay shut. 

When they open, you nod to him, “I’m gonna move.” 

Sam nods, giving your hip an encouraging pat. You move up, and immediately hit your head on the car ceiling. “Ow, fuck,” you curse. 

Sam bites his cheek hard. “Oh no, my baby,” he says, leaning up and pulling you against his chest, cradling your head. He rubs the back and top of your head, stifling his laugh, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Don’t laugh,” you whine at him, but Sam can’t help his chuckle. He reaches for the recline of his seat, and presses down on it, but the recline goes too fast and the seat falls back quick enough for his head to hit back on the seat. You laugh.

“Oh. Oh. I see how it is huh?” He tries to sound mad, but he isn’t. You’re laid against him, head to his chest and Sam bends one of his legs up, thrusting up into you which halts your laughing. 

“Yeah, thought so,” he mumbles, his voice taking on a huskier tone, and he thrusts up again, and again, and again, working himself into you. 

You brace your hands on his shoulders, kissing to his collarbone and the base of his neck, a short breaths and small moans leaving your lips. A louder moan rocks through you when he fucks up in a harsher move, and he says, “you’ll take anything I fucking give, yeah?”

All you can do is nod again him and Sam groans, “Just…letting me fuck up into you…in my car…you’re gonna make a mess on my seat, baby…you’re so wet, you hear it?”

You can. The wet squelch every time he thrusts is pounding in your ears, his breath turning more into a grunt. Your hips move to meet his movements and once you have the burst of energy, you push yourself to sit up in his lap, rubbing  your hands down to his chest and bouncing steadily at him. There’s an air of caution you have, so as to not hit your head again, but fuck did you want to bounce on his cock.

“That’s my fucking girl, look at you,” he almost growls, resting one hand behind his head, letting his hips relax for a moment and letting you take the reins. His other hand rubs to your stomach and down to toy with your clit again. 

A whimper leaves you and his touch spurs you on to rock on him faster, desperate to feel him fill you to brim. 

“Look at you taking my cock, holy fuck, baby.” Sam watches you with a glint of awe in his eyes, unable to look away from where you two connect, then back up to your face, strewn with pleasure. 

He rubs your clit faster, breath shakier as he speaks, “Want me to cum in you? I can’t cum in the car.” The joke he threw in causes a breathless chuckle to come from you and you swat his chest. 

“Yeah, Sammy, cum in me,” you mumble, humming to stifle the bigger moans you’d only let out if you were home. He groans at your words and nods, his mouth parted. Your thighs ache and Sam notices your movements get sloppier, so he grabs your hips to help, moving you up and down on his dick. 

“Cream on it, lovey, c’mon, c’mon give it to me,” he grunts, a tremble in his voice. 

You let out a quiet strangled noise, nodding your head, “Yeah, yeah Sammy I’m gonna cum,” you sputter out as you contract around him. 

Sam’s eyes almost roll back, but he keeps his gaze to you, His words are frantic, his voice raspy, “fuck I’m cumming, I’m cumming, baby, fuck.” As he says it, you feel his warmth. His load releasing into you and the jerk of his hips as he grunts a bit louder. 

He quickly puts his fingers back at your clit as he breathes through his orgasm, rubbing at you quick until you’re squeezing him impossibly tight and cumming around him. You bite on your cheek hard, an attempt to not cry out in pleasure as Sam rubs your sensitive bud, his cock twitching inside of you gives you enough reason to keep going, but then you remember you’re in his car.

He helps you lift off of him, his cum starting to leak down your thigh. Sam sees it and sits up quick, and fixes your panties. So you have to sit in it. You look to his face. 

His stupid grin is there. 

“I love you,” you whisper, and he softens, cupping your cheek, and rubbing his thumb to your cheekbone. 

“I love you more.”

He pats your cheek, “Now, get in your seat, missy, the shower at home is calling our name.” Sam almost shoves you over to the passenger seat as you laugh and he fixes his boxers, then his jeans, leaving them unbuttoned and unzipped. 

“Why?” You say, pointing to his crotch as he puts the car in drive. His face doesn't break out into another stupid grin as he backs out of the parking space, but he does let out a weary sigh that you would classify as part of his 'acting'.

“Need to let him breathe.”

Oh, how you love him. 

[byunpum]

Experiment 56 [part 4]

Neteyam x Human reader ( like a mix of human and Navi )

and sullyFAM x human reader, spider x reader , and quaritch x reader (dont blame me )

Tw: mmm neteyam baby, reader being mutant, neytiri being a sweetheart-mother, jealousy, My daddy issues with jake, spider being spider,Watch out for quaritch, all the characters are aged up 20's.

POV: Y/N is surprised that it is an indispensable piece for the human race. Her family will do everything possible to keep her hidden and safe…

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7

Experiment 56 masterlist | Experiment 56 sequel Masterlist

Note: I wanted to write a lot of things in this part, but I didn't want it to be so long. But I still hope you like it. I am really enjoying making this series, soon I will be posting a masterlist of this series to make it easier to find all the parts. Thank you very much for your support. And remember that if you want me to do more stuff about other characters, go ahead, the request is open. From now on I warn you that I am not very expert in this Navi culture, but I did my best. And I'll be using events that happened in the movie, but they won't be exactly the same. And sorry for the spelling. English is not my mother tongue.

The drive was long and very exhausting. It was two nights of travel, jake was already worried about spider and you. You were more fragile than the others, so he decided to take a break, it was 2:00 a.m. on the third night. Jake signaled with his hand for them to land on a small islet. Everyone following jake and they landed.

"Let's get some rest, at sunrise we will be leaving. We are very close to our destination" said jake, as he took some things down from his ikran. Neteyam got off his ikran and helped you down. Neteyam looked down and gave you a small smile. Everyone needed this rest, the exhausted face of the group was visible. Neytiri called you to help her with tuk, tuk might be taller than you, but she was still your little sister. And you knew she was a little uncomfortable, so you sat down on the floor and held tuk in your arms while she was still asleep. Neytiri and Jake were making a improvised shelter, it wasn't the best, but it would give them warmth and a dry place to rest. While from the others, they were taking some things out of their pack.

"Are you okay?" loak sat down next to you. "Yeah, I just…I miss home that's all." Loak put his head on your shoulder, he didn't have to talk to answer you. That's why he was your best friend. A memory comes to your mind, you remember when loak was born you were so impressed, he was your baby, your little brother. You helped neytiri with his food, to walk, to talk. Even kiri and neteyam got jealous, because you didn't want to play with them anymore, you just wanted to take care of loak. When you two were growing up you had many arguments, but you always solved them by hugging and taking a nap. You laughed a little at the memory of those times. "What are you thinking?" Loak looks up." I'm thinking how much I love this family, they are so important to me. Look at what they are doing for me. They could have left me or given me up. But no…they're sacrificing everything…everything" You hadn't noticed that everyone was listening to you. Jake comes over to you, and settles in behind you, so that your back is against his chest. He gives you a big hug "How many times do we have to tell you…you're our girl. No matter what, what you look like, or where you come from. Look" you look up, as jake keeps talking " mama loves you, and kiri, loak, spider, tuk and neteyam love you. And we will do whatever it takes to protect you." Says jake, while kiri hugs you, she was already crying. Everyone comes over to give you a hug. Between tears and sobs, everyone breaks up laughing a little." Ok, everything is ready, let's rest" jake looks you in the eyes, and arranges a little bit your hair.

All the boys including you went to sleep, the order was as follows: tuk, loak, spider and kiri were together. Then a little further apart from the group were you and neteyam. Your back was to him, but neteyam was right behind her, with her tail wrapped around your leg. And one of her hands was on your waist. From the distance, jake and neytiri were watching the scene.

"don't you think… you know?" says neytiri while looking at her partner. "Are you talking about neteyam and y/n?" jake looks at the scene again and sees how you and neteyam are further apart from the group. As they are cozying up. A very common behavior in couples. " jake… I noticed the behavior that neteyam has towards y/n. It seems like they are…. Couple." Jake doesn't know what to say back to neytiri. "we can't blame him love." "but ma jake, they have grown up together. How is it possible" neytiri is looking with confusion at her partner. She couldn't understand how you two could have fallen in love. "love, you know the relationship that neteyam and y/n was never the same as with the other kids, I know neteyam likes y/n since his 8 years old. Yes they grew up together, but we have always paired them up".

"what? now it's my fault?" neytiri slaps jake on the shoulder," hey hehehe remember that time, you said that y/n was the determined partner for neteyam".

"yeah, but it was to get ninat's mom off my back. That woman is crazy" defended neytiri. There was a short silence until neytiri spoke, "I'm not worried about them being together…I prefer it that way. But how will they mate. Y/N will be able to give birth to a navi child?" jake didn't know how to answer this to neytiri. "I don't know, we'll have to wait. Besides…we are assuming they are in a relationship" jake joked with neytiri. "I'm his mother, I know there's something. I know everything." Jake laughed a little, and got up, took neytiri's hand and led her to the makeshift planter to rest for a bit.

At sunrise they all fly to their destination, it wasn't far away. So the trip went quickly. As they got closer, you could notice the whole ecosystem of this new clan, wow… it was beautiful. Crystal clear waters, warm air. Norm had told you several things, about the different clans that were in Pandora. But this was more than you had imagined, it was beautiful. You were landing on the sand, as you watched the locals approaching. You were next to neteyam, his hand was holding yours. You were a little scared, how was he going to ration. After all you and spider were human. You felt someone take your other hand and saw that it was spider. Spider looked you in the eye, he was scared, just like you. I said "calm down…we will be fine". You saw two large figures walking towards you, you knew one of them was Tonowari, but the female figure next to him you didn't know.

"I see you, Ronal, I see you, Tonowari," said Jake as he greeted him. "I see you, jake sully…. What brings you here?" asked tonowari, as ronal examined the family and noticed two small figures." We are here to… ask for shelter" ronal interrupts jake, as he walks over to spider and you. "You have demons near your family" said ronal, while examining spider. "I promise you, they are innocent. The girl is our daughter, and the boy is a friend of the family. They are good, I promise." jake was trying to convince the metkayina clan leaders. "And what is this?" Ronal looks at your braid, she can't believe her eyes. A navi braid, how is that possible? "this is a monst…" before she could finish, Neytiri stepped in front of her, pulling you away from Ronal. Neteyam pulled you close to him, while your other siblings went into defense mode. Oh no, thought jake, he didn't want this to become a problem.

"don't you dare say anything about my DAUGHTER. She is so navi, just like everyone here. You respect her" neytiri and ronal were furious. "calm down everyone…" tonowari said, while jake calmed neytiri down. You were holding neteyam's hand, loak was next to you making a wall style. "We just want shelter… we will learn their ways and adapt" jake looks at ronal and tonowari. They have a little staring match, until the man turns and looks at jake, "it's okay. You can stay, you will learn our culture and you will adapt. All of you" Tonowari looked at the two of you, you and spider swallowed. "yes, thank you very very much".

"my sons, tsireya and aonung will help you adapt" you could see the boy's displeased face. Although the girl looked very happy about her father's comment.

Ronal took another look and looked at the couple in front of him "later we will talk…and they will explain to us how she got that…and where she came from" Ronal pointed at you, while Jake just nodded. Neytiri had had enough of everything and they had just arrived. "Come with me, I'll show you to your new home" tsireya commented to them, she was the only one who was listening to them. You knew her kindness was genuine, you could feel it.

Tsireya guided them to their new home, she told us that the correct name was "marui". You found the differences between you and them interesting. You were behind neytiri, tuk was jumping behind you, while neteyam, spider, loak and kiri followed. "Here is your home, I hope it is to your liking, anything you need let us know" tsireya informs us, "thank you" we all say. You can see how loak and tsireya look at each other and then exchange looks." Heeee easy…we just got here" you joke with loak," shut up!!!" loak wants to die of embarrassment. "oh, one other thing…after you settle in, we'll wait for you on the coast. You'd better start your classes right away. See you" tsireya said goodbye.

"ok, family all together" jake said, neteyam drags loak to his side, kiri sits next to him. You settle next to tuk, sitting her on your lap, while she plays with your hair. Spider stays in the corner. He didn't want to interrupt. "spider I said everyone!!!" jake stated, spider came over and sat next to loak. "well… we're very lucky to have been accepted. i want you to behave yourselves, is that clear?" jake pointed to loak, spider, and you. Believe it or not, you guys were the trouble trio. And you always got neteyam involved. Kiri wasn't a troublemaker, but sometimes she would join them on adventures. "Yes, sir," they all said.

"mom, I want to go home" said tuk, while neytiri stroked her cheek, "hey, what does your father always say?" neytiri looks at them all." The sully's are always united." Jake claps a little." Cheers guys!!!! "jake tries to cheer up the situation, he takes tuk in his arms and carries her outside the marui, so she could see the view. Neytiri accompanies them, after all this was going to be their new home.

"Wow, I'm dying" you say, as you lie down on the ground. Spider laughs at you and imitates your movements. "I keep forgetting you two are a couple of lazy bums." Loak complains, "but yeah, I'm exhausted" he lays down next to you. Kiri laughs a little." Believe it or not, I'm happy…we're all here…together" kiri joins them on the floor and lies down. Neteyam sighs a little," hey come…come here." You wave your arms, inviting him to join the loose group. "come on!!! I know what you want, just for a moment." You tell him winking at him, neteyam laughs and walks over to where you are. He literally lies down on top of you. You scream a little, but you hug him. "yaaa…don't start with your lovers stuff." Says loak, as he tries to get neteyam off of you. Spider looks at the scene a little serious, even though he didn't want to admit it he was a little jealous, your relationship with neteyam.

"You're jealous" said neteyam, fighting with his brother." jealous!!!??? Of what?" loak, keep pushing him " of me not hugging you" neteyam slides down and ends up on top of loak and hugs him." Yaaaaaaaa let me go!!!" you laugh as you watch them play. You had your differences, but you knew they loved each other. You turn your eyes to see spider, "is something wrong?" you ask him, his face was very serious. "no, it's nothing" spider changes his expression. You knew something was wrong with him, he was usually happy, he was the most cheerful of them all. You assume his change is because they were in a new place, that must be it.

Jake and Neytiri come back in, and notice that Neteyam and Loak were already fighting. Kiri was laughing and you and spider were trying to get things out of the boxes. "hey guys!!" jake looked at them" sorry" neteyam looked at him sideways. There was silence, until jake jumps on top of the boys. Neytiri sighed and let them play, there were few times when Jake was not so strict with the boys. Neytiri walked over to where you and spider were setting things up. "Thanks for helping…spider" said neytiri, you don't comment anything, your mother naturally isn't nice to spider, but you see she is trying.

Later, you all go out to look for tsireya and her brother aonung. "hey, we're here, come on !!!!" shouts tsireya, as everyone jumps in and jumps into the water. You were frozen on the edge. "come on, it's okay. It's safe here" tsireya tries to convince you, but what she didn't know is that you weren't a big fan of the deep, you knew how to swim, but you didn't like it. Neteyam knew that, so she went to the edge and raised her arms, "come on, come down calmly and I'll hold you". "but I'm going to drown!!!" you say as you try to calmly lower yourself into his arms, aonung laughs at you "you guys seem to be very good in the trees, but here…" tsireya gives him a smack, and looks at him telling him to get a grip. You finally enter the water, you were holding neteyam's neck. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it," said tsireya, and you did. A week had passed and you were already competing with loak and spider to see who could hold their breath the longest. Spider got used to it very quickly, you didn't know how he did it… but he learned everything so fast. You admired that about him, you could barely swim.

It wasn't until it was time to ride an ilu, you were so excited. Aonung had told you that there were some smaller ones, and they were the perfect size for you. For Jake this wasn't enough though, he was right next to Aonung, making sure everything was okay. As soon as you saw the ilus, you fell in love with one in particular, it was very pretty. The creature came up to you, and nuzzled its face into your stomach. You laughed a little. Aonung indicated that you could now join her, you took your braid and connected it to the ilu. Aonung was surprised, because the creature remained calm. You pulled the creature up, and it began to swim. Wow…this was so new to you and you loved it. A smile came out of jake's face, it was the first time he saw you bond with a creature, and you had no problems, he was so proud of you.

You loved it all, they had never questioned your appearance, neither yours nor spider's. You had heard some comments from the younger metkayina, though. But even Ronal was accepting of you…you liked to go where she would teach the other clan girls how to prepare medicines. She even prepared a special cream, for you and spider to put on and protect you from the sun. You loved spending time with tsireya, tuk and kiri, and discovering places with loak and spider. But most of all, you loved meeting neteyam in a secret place. According to neteyam, he found it by accident and realized that no one went there. So, in the evenings, you two would meet there. To spend some time alone.

It was in the afternoon, everyone was finishing their tasks, neytiri had told you to look for some shells on the beach, you weren't complaining. You weren't a big fan of swimming all day, so you went without a problem. Besides, your snail collection needed new pieces. You were walking along the beach, until you heard someone approaching, you looked to see who it was and saw spider coming up.

"hello!!!" said spider, as he runs towards you," hello…Are you done with your tasks?" you ask, as you continue collecting snails. " Yes, actually there wasn't much to do. So everyone went home" replied spider, while trying to tell you something else.

" Is something wrong, I've noticed you're acting a little strange?" you ask, as you sit down on the sand. Spider takes a seat next to you. "Well yes" you knew spider was nervous because he started playing with one of the decorations on his loincloth. "You and neteyam are a couple, right?" says spider, you knew how this was going to end. "Well, we're a couple…we haven't bonded before eywa yet. But…" spider interrupts you." You can't do that…. y/n, you and neteyam are totally different", you couldn't believe what spider was telling you. "wait what????" you question him.

" Yeah, what will your parents say, and everyone else. You guys are different in everything. Don't take this the wrong way, but you must be with someone just like you." Says spider, very confident. You take a deep breath, you get up from the floor. "Listen to me spider, you had your chance… and what did you do to me? You humiliated me, you said I was weird, that you wouldn't be with someone like me. And now when I'm happy, when I finally find someone to love me. You come to claim me?" you say annoyed.

After the first reject that spider gave you, at 17 years old you two decided to go out. It was not for a long time, but it was long enough to hear how spider talked to other navi guys, that he was only dating you because he felt sorry for you. You remember how it hurt, and how neteyam was always by your side. Still, you forgive spider, and you continued to be friends.

Spider stands up, "wait no, I don't want you to be annoyed with me…I just." Spider looks down, "you nothing!!!! I've given my neck for you…I had you brought to us. And here you are claiming me who I want." You yell at spider," And I thank you, but he doesn't deserve you. y/n" spider tries to grab your arm, but you break free from his grip and keep walking to the house. You hear spider shouting from far away.

Neteyam was on his way to the beach to check on you, but he saw you walking in disgust. As you were getting closer, you stopped "hey, what's up?" asks neteyam as he gets down to your level. You walk over and hug him. "Ma neteyam, they keep hurting me. They keep doing it…and I can't shake this feeling of guilt" you say, as tears stream down your face. "what are you talking about?" neteyam caresses your back and takes your face in her hands, to give you a kiss. "Hey, why don't we give these snails to mom and then go to our place, okay?" Neteyam says as he adjusts your hair a little. You nod your head, as you go ahead to go to the house. Neteyam gets up and walks behind you, but looks back. He notices how Spider is walking in the same direction you were coming from. Spider was already getting on Neteyam's nerves.

On the other side of Pandora…

"It's been two weeks already…two" screams General Ardmore . "I know general, but we didn't find anything. They're missing" says Quaritch, trying to defend himself. Lyle was at his side, and gave him a worried look. "Colonel, I need you to bring that girl to me. And I don't care if she's still alive. I want her in the facility in a week. That's a damn order" Quaritch nodded with his face. He lifted himself from the seat, and walked out of the briefing room. Lyle followed him, not daring to say anything. Quaritch stops dead in his track "you know what the problem is, Lyle" said Quaritch "what is it, sir?" Lyle walks forward, "I don't want to catch her…something in me tells me to leave her alone. It's like a force telling me to leave her." Quaritch brings his hand to his chest, as he looks at Lyle with concern," it won't be…that thing the navi say. what is it? mmm eywa?" Quaritch laughs a little at Lyle," you're really crazy, you don't believe in that stuff?" miles wanted to think Lyle was crazy, but inside he was thinking the same thing. " I don't know, you know that these….. points to his body are connected and blah blah blah blah with that spirit stuff. And who knows, if they're telling you something." There was a silence between the two men. Quaritch gave Lyle's shoulder a squeeze, "who knows, who knows? But if so…whatever it is is talking to me. It's telling me I should have her…to myself." Miles chuckled a little to himself. As he kept walking to get everything ready.

p.s: I wanted to focus more on the relationship of the characters, than on how they lived together in the Metkayina clan. The good stuff is coming soon ahhh. I hope that between today or tomorrow chapter 5 will be ready. Kisses!!!

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[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℝ𝕠𝕓𝕠-ℝ𝕦𝕚 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @sucodelaranja86 request: UHI DONT KNOW IF ITS STILL OPEN BUT IF YES

Rui who gives a mini robo-rui for his s/o 🙏

(yes i am still obsessed with that)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ DW I GOT YOUUU

I swear I loved writing it >w< Hopefully you'll like it a bit too!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Rui has been acting really weird recently... sure, he is a little special snowflake naturally which you loved about him, but he's been even weirder than he usually is!

Because why is he so persistant on coming into his room first and panickly runs around whenever you visit him? And one day you even caught him putting some planket over... something... you have no idea what that is, since you never got clear look at it. But you were sure of one thing... he was hiding something.

Tho one day, you finally caught something more...

It started by him casually running into his room before you even get closer to the door and covering something with the blanket, fixing it by the time you entered, as if making sure you won't be able to see anything.

"What are you hiding there?"

"I told you before, you'll get to know that soon enough!"

"You said the same thing week ago..."

"It's simply... not ready yet."

You just sighed and made yourself comfy on his couch. Whatever was under that blanket cleaerly still on your mind, as you tried to figure out what it could be by looking at whatever was inside.

"Fufu~ Don't think about it too much..."

"Why's there 2 yellow lights?"

"Huh-?"

Looking back at the blanket, he noticed 2 gold lights that were still visible through materials... and he knows he got himself a problem right here, since he has to turn it off before it overheats... but you're also here...

"Darling... may I ask you to... turn around?"

He scratched the back of his neck, a bit nervous and embarrassed he had to ask you to do something like that just because of his mistake.

"Oh no, I'm getting to know what it is. It's about time after what... 3 weeks?"

"2 and a half..."

Boy sighed to himself, letting his hands drop to his side. His eyes looking for any sign of cooperation from you, yet your crossed arms were a clear sign to him... you weren't about to back away...

"Alright... just... please keep in mind I'm not sure about it yet..."

"It's okey!"

You reassured already excited to see what he was hiding for so long!

Once he lifted the blanket, you saw... Robo-Rui? It looks like it... it's similiar to Robo-Nene from the s tyle it's built, but it looks like Rui instead of looking like Nene...

"Is this..."

"Heh~ You said so many times you'd love a Robo-Me... and since our anniversary is coming up... I thought you may like it..."

He was clearly flustered now. As if not sure if you'll thank him or call him a weirdo for what he did.

"Seriously?! I love it!!"

But luckily for him, your eyes were already sparkling with happines once you saw the robot and heard why he made it! Giving him a big reassuring hug, which he gladly took and let his arms relax.

"Hm~ Well... would you like to see few options? I can't let you take it since it's 99% safe, and... I'd prefer to not risk with that 1%..."

"Oh asbolutely! I'll gladly see whatever you have to show me!"

"Well, my dear... you already saw the lights, which I planned to be a little source of light for you at all times or even to scare off some people when you put it in the dark~"

"Haha~ Of course you had that idea..."

"Can you blame me? But! There's also like... 12 other functions of which 10 are ready, and today, I'll be showing you... 6!"

He was clearly not a lot calmer as he explained and showed you few functions of the Robo-Rui, not wanting to show you all, so you'd still have some stuff to discover on your own when he finally gives it to you!

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[lacesgirl]

late drunk talks|m.riddle

summary: You and Pansy going to the party with a twist but you ended up sober and a little sad.

parings: Mattheo x fem!reader, Draco x Pansy

warnings: Bad grammar, drinking, smoking, kinda angst

word counts: 1900

author's note: Ignore all grammar mistakes bc English is not my first language. Also my best friend broke up with his gf and his gf told me that she's going to cheat on him but get together after two days later. So they kinda gave me idea for this.

“Come on Pansy, a little party never killed nobody” I said as I entertained our dorm.  

I hated seeing her like this after the breakup. Her messy hair, makeup smudged all over her eyes. Always crying and never smiling. I can’t deny that she loved Draco more than anything but he couldn’t ruin her any more. I walked up to her and lifted her head. 

“Just one party, so you can show him his loss” I tried to convince her. 

“Y/n do we really have to do that” she asked. I looked at her and she knew that I’m not gonna let up on her. 

“We’re going to have so much fun and since it’s a Halloween party you can dress as slutty as it’s possible.” I told her. “But I’m dressing as an unknown slut because I want to spend the whole night with you.”

“Thanks.” she said while hugging me. 

I couldn’t say that I feel responsible for what happened because I persuaded boys to have their nights while I spent the whole night with Pansy and it turned out that Draco cheated on her. 

“Let’s get ready if we want to look like something,” she said.

After some time me and Pansy were looking at our reflections in the mirror. “Wow you look like not you” Pansy claimed. “You really did a great job because I wouldn’t recognize you sober, not to talk about being under the influence” she added. 

“I tried my best,” I told her. 

She was right. I put on a red haired wig, did my red lips which I was never doing this way and put on the most revealing top I had. My matching tattoo with Pansy was visible which only me and Pansy knew about since we did it on that fucking night. I didn’t have occasion to show it to Mattheo because Pansy was more important at that time. So I could proudly say that even I didn’t recognize myself. 

“But let’s talk about you. You look like the reason why Draco is going to regret even more that mistake he did” I complimented her. 

“You think so,” she asked while pushing her boobs even more. She looked delightful in this claret mini dress.

“I’m not blind” I said. 

She screamed and this was probably the first time she smiled in the last few days.

“I think I did too much by wearing this skirt” I said as we’re walking to the club because I had to lower it every 5 minutes . 

“Shut up and put on your  mask already” she commanded me while she was dragging me. 

But I could swear that by every step my ass was visible but does it really matter if Pansy was happy.

“Are you ready?” I asked her as we’re standing in front of the club. She just dragged me inside. 

Music was blasting too loud and there were drunk people and alcohol everywhere. But I missed this feeling when our group was going out to party. I was walking behind Pansy which was almost running to the bar. 

Alcohol sometimes was healing wounds and sometimes was fixing relationships. But most of the time alcohol ruins everything. 

I was looking for Mattheo because we didn’t spend much time together lately. He was comforting Draco and I was comforting Pansy. I saw Theo with a random girl which wasn’t anything new. Blaise was standing near the wall with Draco. Malfoy was wasted and Zabini was telling him something. Lorenzo was dancing and Mattheo was just a wallflower but he was smoking as usual. He looked so pretty and I wanted to run and hug him but instead Pansy gave me a drink. I could tell this night couldn’t just end up good. After endless measures of alcohol and dance I took Pansy outside. I needed to smoke.

“How do you feel?” I asked Pansy while giving her lighter.

“Like I was reborn, I missed this feeling” she responded while inhaling a cigarette.

“I’m glad that you’re happy after all” I said and put my head on her shoulder. “ Drunk cig is the best thing in the whole world,” I added.

This night was so peaceful. The moon was shining, a cold wind was whipping all over my body but it didn’t matter. It was just me and Pansy against the world. I felt relieved that it’s going to be okay, everything will be as it used to be. And then he came. He ruined this moment. Draco fucking Malfoy and Blaise who was trying to stop him. But Draco always got what he wanted, no matter what. Sometimes alcohol makes us do what we don’t want to do sober. I looked at Pansy and she became so pale, and I could already see that her eyes had become watery. 

“Y/n leave us alone, and take Blaise with you” she whispered. 

I took her mask and I got up. I looked at her last time then I walked up to Blaise. I pushed him and gave him Pansy’s mask. “Stay there and give it to Pansy when they’re done” I said and inside the club. I headed to the bar and ordered myself another drink. Then I walked up to Mattheo.

“You must love your girlfriend so much,” I claimed.

“How do you know I even have one?” he asked and smiled.

“You came to the club, you’re being a wallflower and you ignore every girl that tries to do anything with you” I stated.

“I didn’t know that Pansy had a new friend,” he said.

“Because I’m not her new friend. I just met her while I was going there” I responded to him and took a sip from my drink. Just don’t break the character.

“Yeah, I love her more than anything” he sighed, then he took a photo from wallet. It was our photo. “She's just so great. I don’t know what I did in my previous life but I don’t deserve her. She’s so kind and takes care not only for me but for our friends. Maybe she’s doing that because nobody ever did that for her. She’s like a guardian angel. Always know what to do or what to tell when life sucks. She’s making our life better even though she doesn't have a good life. She’s smart without even trying, and so lovely. I love it when she comes to my dorm and just starts talking because I usually don’t know what to say. She fills the void in my life, even when she’s saying random facts about things I’ve never heard of. Y/n is just like a Sun. I wish she was here tonight because in the past few days we didn’t spend so much time with each other and I miss her” he added. But something about him was off. It didn’t feel right because he wasn’t the kind of man who would say things like this. Not even drunk.

“You don’t look happy” I said because he wasn’t happy when he told me this.

“Because I’m not, I hurt her so much” he responded. And at that moment my heart dropped. 

Don’t break the character.

“If you hurt her, why is she with you?” I asked and looked at the photo once again.

“I didn’t tell her, I just can’t hurt her even more,” he responded.

“Then tell me, so maybe you will feel better” I said while he was passing me a cigarette.

“Y/n and I had awful fight. So I did what I do the best and I drank. I drank to much and got into a fight. She was nowhere to clean my wounds, tell me nice things, just comfort me. This random girl came to me. She looked so much as Y/n and she comforted me. And that's the part where I hurt her. That's the part where I start hating myself. I kissed that girl. It  wasn't something intimate or valid to me. I break the kiss right after I kissed her but I still fucked up. This few fucking second wasn’t worth it at all. I don't know what I'm supposed to do” he said but I could tell it was a relief to him. 

My eyes became watery and I wanted to hit him, not once, not twice, I wanted to just hit till somebody pulled me away. The only man I’ve ever loved turned out to be just like any other man. At that moment he ruined everything. I wanted to tell him something but I was so close to start crying so I just inhaled a cigarette. I looked again at our photo. We were so happy… I was so happy. Just me and him at Black Lake on our anniversary date. I was too bustling looking at this photo and I didn’t spot Pansy and Draco coming to us. Together. And then she ruined everything. She was happy and drunk so she didn’t care anymore of me and Mattheo being together.

“Y/n” she screamed “Me and Draco get back together”

“Y/n” Mattheo whispered and tried to touch me but I was already walking to Pansy. 

“I’m so happy, but now I need to clear my head. And tomorrow I’m going to kill you and Draco for all this” I told her while hugging her. I tried so hard not to cry but she was too drunk to notice anything. She just waved at me and I got lost in the crowd.

I was sliding through the crowd, while taking off my mask and wig. My eyes were burning but I couldn’t cry here. I couldn’t cry on Mattheo’s eyes. He doesn’t get the view of me being like this. All of a sudden I was sober. Alcohol vanished into thin air just like my happiness. The only thing that had left was this fucking photo. I walked outside and a cold wind smashed my bare shoulders, but I didn’t care and he touched my hand. His touch, once so warm now, was even colder than the wind.

“Y/n wait. Don’t go. Love I’m…” Mattheo said. 

“Don’t call me love, you lost everything to call me this” I chopped him off. 

“Don’t say this” he responded and tried to hold my face in his arm but I shifted away.

“How long you wanted to keep this. You tell this random girl but you can’t even look at me now” I told him. But his eyes were telling me everything. I snorted because I didn’t care what I’m going to do next. 

“You see how happy we were back then” I said and showed him a photo. “I hope that you’re going to remember that because it’s not going to happen anymore.” I screamed and mussed the photo just to throw it in his face. 

I started walking, completely ignoring his calling out. I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t care anymore about the man that broke my heart. I didn’t care. I didn’t care that I left the love of my life in the middle of the road. I didn’t care that I ruined the only thing that has left from the time I was happy in the middle of the road.

Alcohol sometimes was healing wounds and sometimes was fixing relationships. But most of the time alcohol ruins everything. 

[graymanshoots]

What could have been

Simon Riley x reader

Tags/Warnings: Angst, Hanahaki disease, reference to sex, Readers is the one with the disease

*Bad ending*

Sorry guys

Love was something I'd always wished for since I was young. But if I could have found out then who I'd be in love with… well, I would have taken that wish back. Simo – no, Ghost was not a man you could love. Ghost was not a man who could love. So the day the first petal fell, I knew it'd be my end.

His tender kisses and scarred skin only felt in the dark. His gentle grip at my hips when he used me over and over again. The lying words he spoke once over the edge. It didn't help that he truly had a wonderful heart; had it not been beaten and broken so viciously, things might've turned out differently. But that wasn't the case, no, life wouldn't grant me so much luck.

So I said nothing. Not to Gaz, Soap, or even Price. And I especially didn't tell Ghost. I couldn't touch him, I couldn't smell him, I couldn't see him, hell, I couldn't even be in the same room as him. If I was, it'd start again. The coughing. The blood. The petals. I always loved gardening as a child, but the one starting inside of me was not what I had imagined.

Every day that passed, it grew harder and harder to breathe. I couldn't be around the team without him being there, so I disappeared as a whole. I took a leave, and Price granted it, thank that man. But even in the comforts of my own home, it didn't stop. I couldn't stop it. The gnawing feeling in my chest, the feeling of millions of thorns tearing me in two. It never stopped.

He'd been here in my home, in my kitchen, bathroom, and bed. I couldn't escape the one man I wish I didn't have to. Weeks passed, and things only grew worse.

My skin paled, my body thinned, my sleep was nonexistent, and I could barely keep anything down. They started to notice. I'd check my phone each day and see call upon call from Soap, Price, Gaz, even a couple from Ghost. But they all went unanswered. I couldn't let them see me like this. I was a decorated soldier falling to a silly concept. A concept that was never meant to be.

The minute my doorbell rang was a minute so close to too late. I can't remember who saw me first, but I remember the shouting, the sirens, the pain, and the petals. So many petals were on my floor it reminded me of a greenhouse left and forgotten after the spring bloom.

When I woke up in the hospital, the doctors told me that what was growing had already grown too big for them to remove, so it was only a matter of time. They could keep me alive for as long as possible, but as long as possible wasn't forever.

The team came in for what would've been our last goodbye. I remembered seeing Jonny crying, still keeping his composure despite it all. Gaz couldn't even keep his eyes on me, most likely either disgusted or terrified of what had become of me. Price finally took off that damned hat of his and put it on my head. It would have made me laugh if it didn't hurt so much. And then there was Ghost.

He stood at my right side, staring wordlessly at me. He didn't move or make any attempts at saying goodbye; he just stared. Even after everyone had left, the boys no longer able to hold back tears, he stayed, just staring. It was almost as if he was trying to process what happened to me. His eyes were almost angry. I don't know if he was angry at me, the doctors, or himself; I really couldn't tell.

What felt like ages of him just standing there, he finally knelt at the side of my bed. My cold frail hand now clutched in his large warm ones. His forehead was leaned against the side of the bed right below his hands. He kept muttering something I couldn't quite hear it. I tried to grip his hand back, but I could no longer move my fingers. At that, I realized I could no longer move anything.

My eyes remained locked on Ghost's now shaking form as he continued mumbling incoherent words. At some point, he stopped and stood up. What was visible of his face was damp, as if he'd been crying. Ghost tugged at the top of his mask and pulled it off his head, and for the first time in my life, I saw Simon Riley.

He was so beautiful, even with tears dampening his skin. With his dirty blonde hair, his pretty blue eyes that were always so angry, and pretty pink lips that kissed so tenderly. The scars that ran across his skin making him all the more gorgeous. My heart could have stopped beating right then and there.

Simon then leaned over and pressed the softest kiss I've ever received to my forehead. Everything went numb at that moment. No more pain, no more laughter, no more sadness, there was no more nothing. And then his hand covered my eyes, and the world went black. Nothing was left.

[poetry-protest-pornography]

Okay, Love Sea ep 1, finally!

This place is so pretty, I wanna go

Rak is going to this island to be a supermodel, I guess

Jfc Fort is so attractive, ugh

Did he just push that man overboard because of a pen?

Seriously, why is he so fancy?

Side note: I actually love that Rak looks expensive. It not only sells the "rich guy on vacation/fish out of water" thing, but it also places him apart from this tight knit island community and from casual tourists. It makes it clear that he's not comfortable in himself here, because he's dressing specifically to hold himself apart from the rest of them.

It also gives fun opportunities to see him relax through his wardrobe. Also, Peat is just really beautiful, and he wears it all so well

Rak is so grumpy 😆 I love rich bitch Peat already

The casual "I'm borrowing this" and Mut being zero percent fazed by Rak's bitchiness is so attractive and also immediately introduces and characterizes the setting and Mut both. Super well done

Baby those are not island shoes

I love that Mut clocked that Rak needed to be knocked down a peg and spoke so he couldn't understand him. He's establishing right off the bat that he's not intimidated or particularly impressed with Rak's attitude, and I love it. They're doing characterizations so well so far? Honestly really impressed to get this from Mame

The knocking a little tune on the window 🤣🤣🤣

Oh. I already don't like Vi. Like. A lot don't like her

JA IS HERE?!

A lovely surprise Ja!

Baby is stressed

I love that everyone who looks at Rak is like "this guy is sooo pretty". They're right and they should say it. Just look at him

This waiter is just like "oh, you know my friend? Let me tell you all his business (because you're his type, shh)"

Rak's momentary disappointment at the "women" part, and then his incredulous "that guy?!" when the waiter pointed out the guy who's staying because of Mut were incredible. Peat's acting is excellent here

I love that literally the whole island is just "that's our boy, isn't he wonderful!" about Mut. He deserves all that praise

"more like a cat, you'll know when you see him" Yep. That's like, 5 "Rak is a cat" references so far

35,000 bath is only like, $1000usd. I know money is different in Thailand than here, but idk if I'd put up with that grumpy man for a whole two weeks for that little

I was very concerned that this was going for some really gross colorism, and I'm very glad that it very quickly established that Rak is being made fun of for being an uptight rich jerk and projecting superiority all over the place

Rak: *seduction mode activated*

Mut: wow, where did all your hair go?

Thank goodness.

"don't you feel anything at all? I'm way hotter than that guy getting the bar!" Oh baby, this i didn't want you act is not fooling anybody

Rak just sent him another line, thousand dollars over breakfast. "You had me at 5k" 🤣🤣🤣

What a great fucking line

"Keep being arrogant and you'll hurt yourself". Mut is a king, actually

The caught punch and the "I can do more" while he laced their fingers was A Lot. Wow. These two do tension SO WELL

Oh I really don't like Vi

I feel like a lot of GL now is at where BL was a couple years ago. Which is to say a lot toxic. But this is a shitty way to introduce a character. Instantly unlikeable. "I'm going to be so shitty to you and use class politics to use you, but it's okay because I have a crush on you". I haaaaate it

Oh no, Fort looking at his hand and smiling softly is giving my PaiSky flashbacks and I'm gonna cry (I know someone made this side by side gif, please tag me)

What Mame book is Rak writing rn? 🤣

God Fort is so hot, how dare he (had a conversation with @hotasfahrenheit about how hot he is, and I've been informed that we get to see stretch marks at some point and that makes me feel crazy, actually? I love that he's visibly tan, I love that he has imperfections. He's so insanely attractive and it's so much hotter when he's a real person -- and not whitewashed)

Rak running around this boat like an excited puppy is adorable

And now, pouty time because he got yelled at for leaning too far over the edge 😆

Oh no

That hug and little kiss on the temple are going to haunt me. What a beautiful moment. And absolutely bonkers for two people who have known each other for five minutes

Their acting has really grown, I'm so proud of them

Are you hungry for clams or for me? Lol. The "hungry" metaphor for sex never fails in BL. Never miss an opportunity to make the joke

Ughhhh:

He's so beautiful what the fuck

Well. That was a hell of a first episode. Cannot wait for more

[owatazumi]

Hey can you do an idol Ni-ki x black fanreader and can it be like a series (even short or small) if you can where they get close and become friends and then fall in love or what ever

Also they make out ( sometime or like in the story)

SORRY IF THIS IS WEIRD

featuring nishimura riki & black!fan!female!reader genre school au strangers2friends fluff twoshot warnings swearing and cussing lmk if i missed anything. a/n thanks for the request and don’t worry about it, everything’s cool !! i hope you’re okay with a twoshot and do tell if you want me to add anything to the storyline !!

pt.2

have fun ~

january 6th.

the beginning of a new year in school is always hard, isn’t it? not exactly. i used to go to an all girls school in simsbury, connecticut where i was usually one of the top ranked students. i never had a problem with getting used to new environments since i love trying new things and getting to know people. after my mom and dad got divorced my dad found a new lover when i was around six or seven. we moved to south korea together with his new wife and my half-sister zoey. im already seventeen, in the middle of puppetry yet my grades seem to never fail which is why im supposed to help some classmates every day after school. i had no idea who i was supposed to meet since my teacher said nothing but “meet him in the library.” which didn’t give me much information about the boy i’m supposed to be teaching something.

until…

“excuse me? you’re y/n, right?”

i feel a tap on my shoulder as soon as i sat down on one of the armchairs in the large library. “yeah, who’s ask—“ my eyes widen when i find out about who the yet unknown person is…

“niki?! y-you go to school here?!” my eyes widen in shock as i notice who i actually have in front of me… relax y/n, it’s just— ni-ki

“ i do but i also don’t. it’s complicated…” he scratches the back of his head with a soft yet clearly visible grin on his lips. he lets his tongue glide over his lips before speaking up again with a slightly shaky voice, seemingly a little nervous now that he knows that you seem to know him.

“so uhm… you’re good at english and stuff?” that makes you chuckle. “i guess i am, yeah” a soft smile is glued to your face as you notice him nervously looking off to the side.

“would you mind helping me? i-i’m kinda behind everyone else in our grade and i’d like to change that now…” his eyes avoid yours while he fiddles with a pen in his left hand nervously. you smile up at him in a kind way before pointing over at the armchair beside you, motioning him to sit down with you.

“i can teach you some stuff but i’m sure you’re already very good at english!” you beam him a smile before getting a notebook from out of your schoolbag that sits beside your chair. “write down five sentences about yourself. i’ll correct the things that are wrong.”

and that’s how our friendship started.

september 24th.

“ayo!” a loud voice shouts from behind me as i make my way to school, schoolbag on my shoulders. “you got them goddess braids that i recommended you to get…!” ni-kis face appears beside my own as his arm swings around my shoulder. “you know… i love the way they look on you…”

he seems to be very excited to see that i actually did what he recommended. “had nothing else in mind” i roll my eyes playfully and the corners of my lips pull up into a smirk. obviously he notices that i’m not saying the truth and pokes my side “yeah yeah of course” a soft chuckle escapes his lips and i start laughing with him, cheeks flushed slightly from happiness…

october 6th.

“wanna put these clips in your hair… they’re so pretty” ni-ki came over right after school ended. he decided to sleep over for the weekend because they’re going on a tour in a few weeks.

“go ahead then” i beam him a smile, making myself more comfortable on the floor while he sits on my bed, his feet reaching the floor beside my hips. he started to carefully put some cute clips in my hair around my braids right when i gave him permission to do so and i could just feel the happy and excited smile lingering on his lips.

“when are you guys gonna leave?” i ask with a soft tone as my eyes are glued to the tv where we put on a show we both like watching together. after some time of decorating my braids he gives my head a a few pats before answering me. “two weeks. on thursday.” my eyes widen as i turn around in surprise, a scoff of disbelief escaping my lips.

“so in the middle of a school week once again? you do know you should be going to school right?” i roll my eyes and lean my head back, laying it on his lap with a slightly annoyed expression on my face while i stare to the side. he noticed my disappointment and lets out a chuckle before placing his hands on my shoulder giving me a soft massage.

“do i now?” he asks with a teasing tone. “yeah… with me.” i couldn’t help but let out a sigh before turning around and now sitting in front of him face to face and looking up into his eyes.

“what’s my reason to go to school now, huh? fuck the good grades, i don’t care about them…” my voice softens and he could definitely tell the difference between my usual happy and energetic personality and now. im more than disappointed and sad about him leaving once again but i guess he already knows that…

“so you don’t care about the several praises that the teachers give you? the good grades and the head pats your dad gives you? you don’t give a fuck about that, hm?” he slowly leans down to my face with that usual smug grin as his hands rest on both sides of my face. “you don’t give a fuck about that?” my head nods almost automatically. “i want you… and i need you…” i was basically begging god to make him kiss me already. kiss me kiss me kiss me!

“mhm? oh yeah?” he leans even closer now, his lips right beside my ear, whispering all his words in such a delicate tone… it could make me melt right here right now.

“kiss me…” he whispers in that same tone and i react immediately, pulling him in by his collar making our lips connect. it was hectic but it was full of affection and love…

and that’s just the beginning…

@j-wyoung @lacieeeeee00

<33

[satureja13]

The Boys are packing their belongings together. They'll leave the farm early tomorrow morning. One of the neighbors gifted them an old horse trailer for Adriano. (In fact they were happy to get rid of it. Now that the horse hype is over, the trailers can be found abandoned all over Chestnut Ridge...) Jack: "Ah I can't wait to leave! We almost spent two months here in this wasteland!"

Ji Ho looks not good at all. Saiwa: "Don't worry. We will find a place for us. In the meantime we can stay at the Bunker or at the Temple." Ji Ho: "Ok..." Saiwa doesn't know about his inner turmoil revolving around Vlad and his dead brother...

And then Kiyoshi called Saiwa inside. Kiyoshi: "I'm leaving tonight. It's too uncertain for me now that the Farm is visible again and I'm not protected by how different time goes by here. The Council will want to see me soon. And I thought I might have my eyes and ears there to warn you if somthing comes up about you." Saiwa: "Thank you, Kiyoshi. For everything you did for us."

Kiyoshi: "And Dtui wanted me to give this to you. You know our deity, Kōjin, is watching over the household (editor's note: not only Kōjin, the three old hags too!) and so we learned about Jeb's and your problem..." Saiwa: "Problem?" Kiyoshi: "Him beeing afraid to hurt you." Saiwa: "Ohhh... and there is something inside this box that can help?"

Kiyoshi: "Yes, it's a wand and polish. Dtui bought it at 'Ye Olde Magick Shoppe' near the school they went to." Saiwa: "A wand? But I can't use wands and Jeb never uses a wand either." Kiyoshi: "Therefore. This is a special 'wand'. And it will help you to - slowly - get accustomed to Jeb's 'wand'. Make sure to use plenty of the 'polish'."

Saiwa: "Ohhh! I see! Oh Kiyoshi! That's so thoughtful. It will help us so much! I was a bit clueless, I must admit."

Saiwa: "Thank you Kiyoshi and thank Dtui and Kōjin from us! You are really something else. I felt that from the first moment I met you - it literally hit me like a bolt! Hahaha."

A bolt? A BOLT???

Jack's fuses blew. Gladly he hadn't dissembled his whiteboard yet. And so he put all the puzzle pieces together: 1. The evidence someone met his fated mate is that it hits them like a bolt. 2. Jack hadn't been hit by a bolt ever. 3. Kiyoshi claims he had been hit by a bolt when he first saw him, but there was another person in that room, except Dtui (who already had met her fated mate) and that was 👉 Saiwa! 5. And Saiwa just said he had been hit by a bolt when he first saw Kiyoshi! 6. What when on the day Kiyoshi asked Ji Ho for a prom date 'with his cute friend over there' he meant Saiwa and not him? 7. Therefore he walked past him on prom day! Because Saiwa is Kiyoshi's fated mate and not him!

Jack: "What game are you playing, demon?"

omg Jack...

'Here I go again on my own Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days'

Here I Go Again - Whitesnake

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest

[69misato69]

🍭I have arrived. Listen to me very carefully Venus. We got one shot at this. I need you to focus on me. Ajax and Zhongli are dating and they fuck live on stream every Friday. Write this shit down. You are not writing it down. I can see.

Good boy. Now then, fucking on stream was it? Yes. Cam boy show and a wholesome audience. I need them both transgender.

Zhongli isn't there, business meeting or something. I'm not sure, make it up. I trust you.

Ajax announces that he will be alone for the stream and chat is doing their best to keep him entertained. He misses Zhongli after all.

Halfway through the stream, Zhongli joins chat with a cheeky "Without me?"

He is supposed to be busy, so it doesn't cross Ajax's mind that he would be watching. Nevertheless, he is. After he joins it's a whole another form of - putting on a show -

Do not ask me any follow-up questions. Delete this is you refuse. I have a feeling that you won't.

Yours forever and always, my friend. Godspeed.

hi anon you are... insane i love you so very much. ur the only person i have ever seen that is more off the rails than i am. i hope you enjoy this <3

masterlist ✦ archive of our own ✦ twitter

camboys childe and zhongli, zl is unable to participate in their weekly show bc he is out of town so he comes up with another solution. (2k)

c: implied top zl x bottom childe, transmasc childe with top surgery and no bottom surgery, sex toys, overstimulation, voyeurism and exhibitionism

minors DNI please. enjoy !

Childe looks around the room to make sure everything is neat and tidy. It’s silent except for the computer’s fan humming softly. Awfully quiet without Zhongli. 

He hooks the cable to a larger screen and adjusts the camera. The lobby is already almost full, as it always is at least ten minutes before their weekly show. 

Childe clears his throat and takes a deep breath before starting the stream.

“Hi, everyone!” 

ajaxfucker69: hi jaxxx

mrincognitomode: HELLOOO

Chat floods with greetings. The forced smile on Childe’s face soon transforms into a genuine one upon reading the kind wishes, “Ah, good to see you all.”

rickastleyofficial: where lili :( 

The comment causes his eyes to lose their sparkle again. 

“So, right... About that, I have to tell you guys something.” he averts his gaze. 

hydroslime: NO OH MY GOD NO

thisismeta: DONT SAY IT OMG

ajaxfucker69: there is no fuckng way 

Dozens of comments speculate about their break up, already jumping to conclusions and expressing how devastated they are that Childe realizes how he should have probably led on differently.  

“No, no of course not.” he shakes his hands in the air, “It’s just that he had to leave for a trip right after last week’s stream. He was supposed to be coming back today but… Well, some family stuff. It’s a bit complicated. In short, I’m alone today.”

rickastleyofficial: GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK DAMN

zhonglikisser: thank god but everything is ok right? 

“Yes, everything is fine. But it was so last minute that we had no way of announcing it. We can wrap this up and do a longer one next week, maybe. What do you think?” Childe ruffles the back of his hair. He is visibly anxious about gathering all their audience and having to explain the sudden change of plans, but no one seems to mind.  

mrincognitomode: no no hehe go ahead

simphour: fuck yourself (affectionately. i will watch <3)

Childe laughs at the remark, “Alright. No objections? I can’t really do anything that we planned on my own, though. We’ll save those for next week.”

rickastleyofficial: pls just strip and finger urself im so hungry

“How can I say no to such a kind offer?” Childe tosses his shirt aside and slides the underwear off his legs. He pads his back with a pillow and leans on it, facing the camera sideways so that his full body is on display. The light bounces off his strong arms and legs, circles around his soft belly as a soothing breeze hits him between his thighs. 

Childe turns to read the bottom part of the screen, complying with every request. He parts one leg to the side as the other stays bent, hands teasing his own nipples until they’re hardened and sensitive to the touch. 

Soft moans that drive everyone insane and leave them begging for more. He chuckles and slips one hand between his thighs. A rare occurrence where everyone stops typing, only to resume as soon as Childe begins to slide two fingers up and down between his folds. 

He sighs blissfully, secretly sore from viciously fucking himself the whole week. He tries his best to go slow, to work out his aching cunt as it gets wetter with each passing second. 

zhonglikisser: do u miss him ajax ;(

“Oh boy, do I?” Childe hisses as he brushes against his clit, “A week’s just too long.” 

He circles around the sensitive bundle, pressuring every nerve ending to the point that he can’t catch his breath. 

“Fuck—” Childe sighs. He grows weak, legs twitching, voice shaking and hole quivering for more. 

ajaxfucker69: ur so handsome ill cry 

tartalitruther: BIG BOYY 

thisisalsometa: we r here dont worry ajax </3

Childe has a hard time figuring out why, but it’s much better when people are watching. It overwhelms him with pleasure knowing how so many people are drooling behind their screens, eyeing him up and down and swooning over him. 

Silent worship. 

Even better when Zhongli watches him when he’s not allowed to touch. He takes his time slowly working himself out and laughing as Zhongli crumbles. 

He grips his thighs and grunts with every flick of Childe’s wrist until he’s allowed to press his husband against the mattress and slam into him. 

Until they’re both covered in sweat and Childe’s hips are bruised from his grasp and Zhongli’s back is marked with his nails.

Childe occasionally glances at the screen but it gets harder and harder the more he melts into the sheets. The room closes twenty minutes in, so the sound of a new guest is usually never heard after that. Naturally, his eyes widen upon hearing it. 

A small crown symbol that signifies a creator’s account.

Zhongli: Good evening, everyone.

“Huh?” his hand stops moving. 

ajaxfucker69: HUSBAND CAMEO

ilyzhongli: yall get in formation

rickastleyofficial: hi zhongliii (twirls hair) 

“Zhongli? You—came?” Childe can’t believe his eyes. 

Zhongli: Not yet. You first.

godsgayestsoldier: LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

bitchless: I CANT FUCJING BREATHE 

rickastleyofficial: goofy ahh

Childe can’t help but laugh. Zhongli is supposed to be busy all week in a house full of his relatives, having excruciatingly long dinners every night that exhaust him into oblivion. It’s only when he’s with family that Childe gets to witness typos in his good night messages. 

Zhongli: Why don’t you spread your legs and show us? I feel like I’m not getting my money’s worth. 

ajaxfucker69: ur so right 

rickastleyofficial: pussy reveal RIGHT NOWWW 

Childe’s heart races, he shakily gets up and sits in front of the camera, spreading his legs. He’s embarrassingly wet now that Zhongli is here. He shifts forward as the chat goes berserk and slides his hand down again. 

Zhongli: Beautiful. 

God, he’s doing it on purpose. 

Childe can’t see his face or hear his voice but it’s so easy to trick himself into thinking that it’s Zhongli touching him. He digs deep with two of his fingers, curling them up against his sweet spot and whimpering at his own touch. 

Tears pool around his eyes as he bites down on his bottom lip. So sensitive and needy, he fights the urge to beg Zhongli to come back and lay him down. To kiss him all over and bury his head between Childe’s legs. 

It drives him insane to think about how Zhongli would be watching him. Is he alone, stroking his cock as he watches Childe — or is he at the family function with headphones on? 

It would be so wrong, with all those people around and his husband moaning in his ear.

Childe hopes it’s that one. He hopes Zhongli is hard under the table, fighting for his life and about to lose his mind. 

Before he realizes he’s already clenching around his own fingers, releasing with a low moan. 

ilyzhongli: TOY TOY TOY

zhonglikisser: the pink oneeee <3333 pls ajax

Childe collapses forward with a grin, “Tsk. So merciless today.” 

He reaches for the drawer with shaky legs, taking out a small vibrator with a remote controller. He settles back down as the chat bubbles over with excitement. 

Childe looks down, holding the device against his clit and turning it on. A squeak escapes his lips at the sensation. 

“Why don’t I take some questions from the audience, and if you like my answers I’ll change the frequency?” he proposes and slides it inside. His walls tighten with the low vibrations caressing his insides. 

rickastleyofficial: be honest did u fap to zhongli pics this week

“No.” a slightly twisted smile takes over Childe’s lips, “I did it to some voice messages, though.” 

Zhongli: Oh?

“While wearing his clothes, maybe. Who knows?” 

rexlapis: id be dying right about now

evenmoremetanow: this is true love everyone shut up

rickastleyofficial: put one on. right fking now 

Childe scrapes himself off the bed, “Well, of course.”

He makes his way to their wardrobe with trembling legs, picking out a soft, light-brown, collared shirt. 

He lays on his side and rests his cheek on his palm, “Might get it a bit dirty though, is that alright Zhongli?”

Zhongli: Paint it white. 

ajaxfucker69: u heard the man 

Childe giggles at the thought, “Ah, I’ve entertained enough requests, don’t I deserve a bit more?”

Zhongli: Agreed. Turn it all the way up.

He’s delighted to see Zhongli grow more invested by each passing minute. Sure, it’s impossible to hear it but his gentle yet demanding orders ring in Childe’s ears. He obliges happily, lower body twitching with the impact. 

“Tell me, chat. If you had a boyfriend this pretty—hah—would you leave him all alone like this?”

ilyzhongli: nooo

mrincognitomode: nuh uh

Childe squirms and aimlessly grips at the sheets. 

“That’s what I—ah—I thought.” 

With every incoming wave he grinds down on the mattress, so full yet hollow at the same time. It has to be Zhongli bending him over, ramming into his wall and filling him up until Childe is sobbing on his cock. 

“Zhongli…” he whimpers desperately without even noticing. 

Begs and pleas spill from his lips for him to return, to have him whatever way he wants to as he unravels and humps the mattress with the vibrator stuffed deep inside.  

Childe on their bed, using their toys in Zhongli’s clothes, moaning for him. 

There is no way he isn’t going insane. 

Childe can’t hold a position anymore, writhing in front of the camera with glossy eyes that make it impossible to read the screen. 

He cums again while gasping for air, drooling all over the collar and staining the skirt of his shirt. The fabric is pressed in between his thighs, soaking up the wetness of his dripping cunt. 

Childe rubs his eyes occasionally to skim the chat, but no one seems to have any intention to stop him. He lets out an unhinged laugh and rests on his back. 

The shirt folds to the other side, exposing his body.

It would be so cruel to rob everyone of the sight, to deprive Zhongli of the waist he loves holding and kissing up at. 

Childe’s back arches, hips pulsating with every orgasm as he tugs at his own hair and teases his nipples. 

He presses his thighs together, turning the vibrations even more violent. His senses are going numb. The computer’s fan, he can’t hear anymore through his clogged ears. Whenever he tries to direct his gaze to the screen, his pupils roll back with pleasure so intense it feels like Childe is going to rip in half. 

Face covered in his own spit and chest glistening with sweat, he palms over his cunt to find it drenched. He leaks all over Zhongli’s shirt, pathetic and so beautiful that no one can even spare half a second to blink. 

Tears stream down Childe’s face as he has no choice but to reach for the remote while shaking through another orgasm. 

Warmth overtakes him. He relaxes onto the bed with a long exhale and closes his eyes—

“My god.”

nomoremeta: u did so well <3

ajaxfucker69: ajax mwahhh  

Childe gains composure and finally opens his eyes to a clearer scene, replying to all comments breathily and bidding everyone farewell. The count on the upper right hand of the screen gradually goes down, until there’s one person left. 

One person that just won’t leave. 

Zhongli: The prettiest. 

“Show’s over, sir. I’m gonna have to ask you to leave the premises.” Childe says playfully. 

Zhongli: Just a few more minutes. 

Childe rolls up into a ball towards the camera and hugs his legs. 

“Zhongli…”

“My love.” he types, already weakened with Childe’s soft, tired voice. 

“I miss you…” he whines. 

There is nothing Zhongli wants more than to hold him in a loving embrace, to revel in his scent with fingers carding through his soft, ginger locks until the morning. 

“I miss you too. So much. Two days, and I’m there. Okay?” he types out with one hand, the other soiled with his own cum, dribbling onto the bed. His hand still hovers, leaving light strokes along his spent cock. Zhongli gazes at the screen affectionately. 

“Did you like it?”

Zhongli: I did. Exquisite as always.

Zhongli: Why don’t I return the favor with a private show?

[kata-sans]

Raising Stripe

Chapter 22

Stripe pouted as his parents were hugging and kissing each other by the door. He loved watching his mama and dada show each other affection but this morning they had been extremely loving. Dada was supposed to go to work but he kept pulling mama into kisses. Mama insisted he was going to be late but didn't put much effort into pushing him away.

Poor Stripe felt smothered between his parents as his mama and dada continued to kiss. He screeched and pushed against his dada. Craig laughed as he petted Stripe's hair and placed a kiss on his forehead.

“Alright I need to go. Remember we have reservations tonight at six.” Craig said as he turned to leave.

“Are you sure he can handle watching Stripe? We've never left him with a stranger before.” Tweek said as he stroked the baby's hair.

“It'll be fine honey. He's not a stranger, he's our friend. Besides, Stripe has already met him. He's practically his uncle.” Craig assured as he climbed into the car.

“You're right. I'm just being paranoid. See you after work.” Tweek called out.

Craig waved his family goodbye and he left for work.

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When the doorbell rang Craig was quick to open the door. “Finally! Dude, what took you so long?”

Tolkein sighed and walked into the house carrying a laptop bag. “Sorry man, my last client was having a meltdown over the phone. I swear it's always the cheaters that make my job a nightmare. Anyway, where is the little guy?”

Craig pointed to the baby sitting in his playpen watching the two men at the door. Noticing the adults facing him, Stripe began to babble and call out to them. He pressed his face against the mesh of the playpen acting silly.Craig and Tolkein laughed as they approached the playpen. Craig reached in to pick up the baby and presented him to his pseudo uncle. “Stripe, you remember your Uncle Tolkein right? He's here to play with you tonight.”

Tolkein held out his arms to receive the baby. He blew a raspberry against his cheek causing Stripe to giggle. “Hey little guy! We're going to have so much fun tonight.”

Stripe was excited. Uncle Tolkein was a fun person that made him feel happy. He wondered what game his parents and uncle would play with him. He was overjoyed when he saw his mama enter the living room. Now that everyone was present they could start playing now.

“Ngh, thank you so much for agreeing to watch him, Tolkein.” Tweek said as he walked in.

“No problem dude. I'm just surprised you called me first. I was sure Clyde would be your first choice. Since he's your best friend, Craig.” Tolkein said sheepishly.

Craig raised an eyebrow, “Would YOU trust him with a BABY?”

Tolkein visibly cringed, “Point taken. Anyways you two should get going or you'll miss your reservation.”

Tweek jolted and swiftly pulled out a notebook. “Here! I wrote down Stripe's schedule for the night. His supper is ready and cooling in the kitchen. His favorite bear is in his crib. I wrote down his favorite TV channels and his favorite books you can read to him. An-And…”

Craig hugged his husband's waist and stopped his anxious rambling, “Honey, Tolkein can handle it. We gotta get moving before we're late.”

Tweek wanted to argue but knew Craig was right. He turned to the baby in Tolkein’s arms and leaned in to press kisses on his cheeks. “Be a good boy, Stripe.”

Stripe giggled as he reached out to his mama. He was confused when he saw mama and dada walk towards the front door. He whined to call them back but they only waved before closing the door behind them. Stripe began to panic, mama and dada had never left him alone since he changed.

Tolkein almost lost his grip on the baby as he squirmed and cried out to his mama and dada. Stripe sobbed when he realized his parents had left him behind. Tolkein tried to calm him down but Stripe wanted his mama. He didn't understand why they left him. Did he do something wrong? His mama and dada didn't seem angry. Why didn't they take him along too?

After ten minutes of non-stop crying, Stripe became too tired to continue. His head felt achy and his throat hurt from screaming. Tolkein decided it was a good time to try feeding Stripe to keep him distracted.

Stripe was still sniffling as he was placed in his chair. Tolkein quickly found the carrot puree Tweek had prepared before leaving. “Look Stripe. Your mama made you a yummy puree. Say ahhh.”

Stripe began to look around the room. “MAMA!” He shouted. Stripe began to whimper when he realized his mama was not in the room.

Tolkein cursed himself and frantically tried to distract the baby. “N-no no Stripe look! An Airplane! Vroom! Vroom!”

Stripe turned to see his Uncle Tolkien making silly faces and moving the spoon in his hands in circles. Slowly Stripe began to smile and giggle at his uncle's antics. Tolkein swooped the spoon down and slowly guided it into the baby's mouth. Stripe squealed in joy fully engaged in their new game. Tolkein scooped up more food and repeated his airplane trick. Soon Tolkein was feeding Stripe the last spoonful of puree.

“There, all done! Now how about we watch something on TV.” Tolkien said as he pulled the baby out of his chair. He made his way to the couch and sat with Stripe on his lap. He clicked the remote to turn on the TV and saw a local commercial on the screen. He recognized the commercial immediately and tried to change it before… “DADA!”

The commercial was from the auto shop Craig worked at. Craig had ranted to him about how stupid he felt about showing up on TV and Tolkein had laughed at his misery. In a way he felt this was Craig and the universe ganging up to make his life miserable as he watched Stripe's face scrunch up with tears.

Tolkein quickly changed the channel but the damage was already done as Stripe broke down in sobs again. He flipped through channels while gently bouncing Stripe trying to find something to keep him occupied. He gave up and focused on trying to soothe the little guy before he dehydrated himself.

Stripe was still crying when he felt his uncle shift to stand up. Suddenly his uncle began to tilt him back until everything looked upside-down. Before he could adjust to his new perspective, his body was tilted back to normal. Stripe felt butterflies in his stomach and began to laugh again. His uncle tilted him again causing more laughter from the ticklish feeling.

After three more times, Tolkein grew tired and decided it was time to take a break. He carried the baby into the kitchen to get a drink of water. As he took a sip he felt Stripe insistently tug on his shirt. Stripe stretched his arm towards his cup, opening his mouth expectantly. Tolkein carefully brought the cup to the baby's mouth and laughed as Stripe stuck his tongue out to drink the water. Despite his best efforts some of the water spilled on the baby's clothes and Tolkein decided to fill a baby bottle with water instead.

After multiple crying sessions Stripe was parched and drank his bottle with gusto. His uncle carefully maneuvered his arms and bottle to remove his wet clothes without upsetting him. He had found a set of fuzzy pajamas set out in the nursery and quickly dressed Stripe. Now dressed and rehydrated, Stripe was ready to continue playing but Tolkein had other ideas.

In less than ten minutes Stripe was on the floor staring at a tablet with colorful fruits bouncing to the beat of music. Tolkein used to silently criticize his clients for using tablets and phones to keep their children quiet during their meetings. Now as he watched Stripe completely focused on the dancing fruits, he agreed the creator was a genius.

After a while the front door opened to reveal the arrival of the parents. Stripe froze when he saw Tweek and Craig at the door. He pushed the tablet away and crawled to his parents crying miserably. Tweek was quick to pick him up and immediately checked him for injuries. Craig looked at Stripe with concern and turned to Tolkein for an explanation.

“Relax guys he's fine. He just missed you two a lot today.” Tolkein soothed his anxious friends.

It worked as both their shoulders sagged in relief. Tweek gently rubbed his baby's back reassuring him that he was loved. Craig's expression changed to a seldom seen grateful look.

“Thanks for watching him, man. I owe you one.” Craig said as he shook his pal’s hand.

“No problem dude. Did you guys enjoy your anniversary?” Tolkein asked.

“Yeah it was great! I'm so glad Craig convinced me not to skip it. I just felt uneasy leaving Stripe.” Tweek answered while kissing his clingy baby.

“Well anniversaries are important, even if it's just the anniversary of the first time you held hands.” Tolkein teased his friends. “Anyway I better leave so you guys can get him ready to sleep. Bye guys. Bye Stripe.”

Stripe momentarily looked up from his Mama's wet shoulder and babbled something close to bye. He quickly resumed burying his face in Tweek's shirt. He was done crying but wanted to stay where he was. He refused to move until his Dada bribed him with his bottle of formula. Stripe was exhausted from crying all afternoon and quickly passed out.

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*Thank you to everyone that voted. I really enjoyed writing this chapter. I hope to do this again soon. Next chapters may be slow to upload but I will be working on them.*