#the agonies build character ❤️

[wormtime123]

I have come from ao3 to attack you with kindness about the season sevenfinity fic.I cannot figure out for the life of me how someone has made such a good fic. The way the characters act is just so realistic is amazing. It's like a hermit just left a unused script for S7 out for a moment and you were just like,'yep, that's mine now. Yoink.' Ina ll seriousness though, that series was one of the first ones I ever read and it was so good I am still hanging around today! Can't wait for chapter 7 and super glad to have seen you on my dashboard a odd month ago❤️ (also completely unbiased but mumbo needs a hug and you are going to give it to him. This is a threat)

i’ve been hit in the head with the kindness this is SO sweet omg. it’s really cool you found me and hearing this means a lot, thank you for stopping by :-) there’s a lot of chaos ahead and i’m looking forward to sharing!!

…that said though with pearl about to kill a man mumbo might have a bit of an uphill battle. for a little while. but the journey will be worth it Promise

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Mission Control 21

Warnings: non/dubcon, violence, blood, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Captain Hydra

Summary: a man marches into your life on a mission

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Indomitable. Of the man words you would use to describe the soldier. So it is that there is no resistance left in you. 

The buzz of your struggle for your very life slakes away and you’re left depleted. As if to balance the scales, he helps you wash away the blood. You maneuver around your foot in an effort to keep the bandage and wounds dry. By the end, you can barely hold your head up. 

He carries you to the couch. His avoidance of the bedroom is noted. Your mind tiptoes back inside, the gruesome sight etched into your brain.  

He covers you in a blanket before he builds a new fire. The crackles eases you. You wallow as you are, body ensnared in a shell of agony and shock. Your eyes close without meaning to. 

His shadow moves around you in the din of subconscious. The black tides ebb and flow, swirling in your head, lifting you into the flicker of the room and plunging you back down. His footsteps pace through the distortion of your fatigue. 

The fires snapping and cracking stays constant. Then there’s something else. Thumping, scraping, sounds that blend together into a grating drone. 

You wake to a pang that throttle your voice in your throat. You lurch and try to pull your foot away from the snare. The soldier clamps onto your ankle and keeps your feet in his lap. He rewraps your foot and calf in a fresh length of bandage. 

You whimper and whine as he secures it. He hushes you through his teeth. He trails his hand up your leg and rests it on your knee. He looks at you as you fall back and pant. 

Fuck. The pain never quite went away but its more unbearable than ever. Your body will never be the same again. It will never be yours. 

You pull your feet off his lap, a strangled grunt forcing its way from your throat. You turn onto your side to face the back of the couch in an effort to hide your grief. Hours ago, maybe longer, you were happy to be alive. Now you’re back to dreading your existence. 

The couch shifts with his weight. He stands on the groaning floor and his shadow ripples in the glare of the fire. He touches your back, nudging you, and brushes his hand down to your hip. He clutches you as he angles himself down behind you. 

You don’t move. You let him move you. He crowds you into the couch as he lays himself flush to you. He hooks his arm around your middle and nestles in under the blanket. His warmth, despite his unwelcome, is a comfort. More than the pain, you loath the cold. 

He tickles along your stomach. You shiver. The heat of his body clouds around you as his fingertips explore your body. You have nothing to hide beneath but the blanket and he’s invaded that.  

He fondles your chest. There’s a curiosity in his touch that keeps you from fighting. That and what you know for sure. It’s all futile. All of it. You may have fought for your life but without him, it was a losing battle. He holds your life in his hand just as he holds you. 

His thumb rolls around your nipple as he feels it harden. He flicks it, circles it, pressing against it. His touch grows firmer as goosebumps graze your skin. 

His fiery breath plumes into your hair and his hand crawls back down your stomach. He flutters over the soft flesh of your stomach, lingering on the cushion there. It’s not so much as it was only weeks ago. As his hand drifts lower, you tremble. 

He traces the lines of your pelvis and pets the curly tufts of hair. He combs through the wiry strands and twirls them around his fingertips. His breath grows jagged. He grunts as he presses against you. 

You close your eyes. He pets you until your flesh is hot. He slides his fingers down and prods until your part your thighs. You murmur as he curls his fingers and slips between your folds. You bite your lip as he presses against your clit roughly. 

You wince at he pushes hard, rubbing you until the friction scalds. You close your legs against him and reach to stop his hand. To your surprise, he stops. He tenses. You won’t make him stop, but you can’t let him hurt you anymore.” 

“Softer,” you whisper, “nicer.” 

Your turn your hand to stretch over his large one and extend your fingers along his. You guide his fingertips and rock his hand gently. You lift your leg again and arch into him. You might not want it or have asked for it but the thought of release is the only relief you can imagine. 

He moves to your whim. You feel his muscles relax as he gives over control to you. Your body responds despite being whittled away in the shadow of the last days. You slicken against his touch. 

“Like that,” your hand falls away. 

He keeps the slow, steady motion. You sigh. You give in entirely as he keeps going. Your nerves tie around his fingertips and a cluster thrums in your core. You sink against him and hum. You focus on the climax, letting the rest of this twisted world drift away. 

[miabebe]

Hi,

Okay, so, this is just random but I've been obsessing over jihoon recently, been losing my mind and desperately trying to look for fics admiring the man that he is but I can't find many, and so I'm genuinely really excited for your where you're convenient jihoon fic and also more jihoon scenes in camp seventeen because, I need to simp over my man. Also, please let me know if you know any good fics that would drive me crazy for jihoon, and well, just worship him. I love that man.

Also, I totally agree with tumblr user todayiscloudyday when they said that the houses were so well described. The character descriptions were literally so good that I read both the prologue and the character descriptions multiple times before the 1st chapter came out. The houses, their companions, the symbols, their jobs, I have to say, you've really done such an amazing job with them.

Anyway, I just came around to rant about my woozi brainrot and also to let you know that I am genuinely excited for your upcoming fics. I also want to let you know that you don't always have to answer my asks (considering you probably receive many and could be busy), I just send them in so you know that I appreciate your works.

MY FRIEND I UNDERSTAND

Especially after lollapalooza him in that denim on denim fit with nothing under like??? That was insanity, it had me thinking about him for days T.T

As for where you're convenient for Jihoon ahhh that's not on my to do list any time soon unfortunately - I have so much to cover for camp seventeen and reverse tropes and also my Changkyun mafia series, its sadly a little low on my priority list :( But camp seventeen Jihoon hmm you might be able to see a little of him in chapter 2 hehe

Thank you my love, I really did pour a lot of thought into those so I'm glad you've been enjoying them! And it's absolutely fine, I do love to receive and answer any and all asks you send, please never worry about that! I'm always so happy to have you around ❤️

As far as the Jihoon fics are concerned, I've not actually been reading much since I stared writing more often, but I will drop links to some of the ones that were memorable to me under the cut!

@cheolism - Oh, Agony! - I've told Jupiter this too, she's insane for this cause never had I thought I would read smut to Oedipus Rex??? I love it, the build up in this is real good

@hoshifighting - This fic by Lyla goddammit, she's so amazing with her work, I loveee this one for Jihoon, the development of what they share is *chefs kiss*

@onlymingyus - I want to write you a song - Mars is such an exceptional writer, this is truly one of her finest - I need everyone to go to her inbox and leave her the nicest words asap!

@the-boy-meets-evil - A new home for the holidays - This is one of Jess's sweetest stories, the progression is soooo nice! and I'm a bit of a sucker for holiday romance hehe

@eomayas - never lose me - If you want some good ol' pwp I really like this one by Kay! They're so lovesick, ugh it's so good T.T

[thewandererh]

💜💙❤️finally designing some jashlings for myself…after a full year of knowing chonny…

⚠️TW // GOREY CONCEPTS, BLOOD, NOOSE/RED ROPE IMAGERY, DESCRIPTIONS OF AGONY

i have pages of designs for the three that i doodled in my school sketchbook, and honestly i can’t pick one so i’m using ✨all of them✨. switching em out yknow?? maybe i accidentally created a bunch of aus instead of characters(??) because they all have loops that happen in different ways, or maybe they *are* the same but in different loops—the chonny paradox. anyways uhm some fellas to mention: nerd mind, merve (<3), deltarune soul, roe, toy-style soul, tadc mind (half an accident), a rabid heart, simon mind, an awesome enby soul…heart with heart-eye glasses but then disruptivevoid reblogged someone’s cute render of the same idea— (honestly, lmao)

the gangs all here !!

but anyways I want to show off one design of soul in particular that has become an extremely fast favorite between me and my fellow rain-jash friend Sluggx!! it’s kinda gorey so i don’t know how to censor it :[, but the image is small so scroll past if the warnings above irk you. but uh. say hi to Dyadracide—a word i coined that means “to kill the duo”

me and my friend sluggx are going FERAL for him,,

ft roe and corona 🔱👑☀️

had the idea of designing a buttload of minds a bit ago, then recently this week i decided the same for soul. doodled him at school, then showed him to my friend via whiteboardfox :]. i draw Dyadra semi different now than there, but all his design is the same. rope neck that coils up inside his body when not in use, oversized pointy teeth (went monochromatik style with human teeth originally but nah), frizzly uhkempt hair, and a trident through his head. he’s always bleeding from the roof of his mouth, whether the trident is retracted into his skull or not. i love him so much😭💛. he has a full body and even a cute little gut but that’s kept for later for now. consider this a teaser of my inner workings :monk_devious:

ive been drawing him *SOOo* muchhh aaugha…can’t wait to show you when i can :]. building a batch of art for a tumblr post that i’ll dump later today maybe. get ready for some fun and gore galore~ (its not too gorey, just the trident-through-head-hes-always-choking-on-his-own-blood concept in full force. yummy ideas have to be explored huhu)

and off i go to have a late brunch. i always write these when i have something else to do lmao. *bites into omelette*

[maddys-nerd-blog]

Maddy’s Top Five Favorite TMNT Episodes from Every Series!

Welcome to my ranking list! My first of many, hopefully! I even spiced things up and made it all fancy with the different font! 😂 god I’m getting old.

A while ago I made a PowerPoint presentation for fun about the history of the TMNT and the franchise. From that point it led to me gaining a spot in a YouTube video series discussing the movies leading up to the premier of Mutant Mayhem, and it’s been one of the best things to happen to me despite the terrible stuff I’ve gone through.

TMNT really saved me at the lowest point of my life in the winter of 2022. It inspired me to go back to Tumblr. I met and befriended incredibly talented people in this fandom. And I’ve found a reason to be happy again because of it. The pain of losing my big sister still aches, and I miss her more each passing day, but I know she’d tell me to get off my ass and do what made me happy.

So for my birthday this weekend, I’ll share this with you guys to celebrate something that brought me joy through all this pain. ❤️‍🩹

Let’s talk turtles! 💙💜❤️🧡

Lemme explain the criteria for this real fast;

The episode had to have come from a current/ up to date show. It has to be fully completed!

The episodes have to catch my interest and the plot needs to be gripping! The angstier the better!

Any of the series episodes are candidates for a win! Except for certain ones that I’d rather not watch 🤣

SPOILERS BEWARE! Cuz… well, I dunno who’s finished the shows and I don’t wanna ruin the surprise for others!

Also, this never would have been possible without @jadethest0ne for inspiring me! Thank you for all you do in the TMNT fandom, your art/ analyses are wonderful!!! Please go give them support!!

Onto the list proper! Starting with the series that started it all: 1987!

The Maltese Hamster ( Season 3 Ep. 4 ) An excellent Donatello solo episode that takes the tone of a detective noir movie, but keeping the fun vibe of the show! Donnie gets to take center stage for once, April gets to use a laser gun, and the shift in tone sets the mood really well! It’s downright harrowing to watch a building collapse on Donnie and see him limping away from the scene in agony, passing out at Irma’s feet, trying to save his brothers despite the odds. Donnie’s my favorite turtle for a reason!

Raphael Meets His Match ( Season 4 Ep. 17 ) The first appearance of Mona Lisa, and I can see why the fans adore this ship so much! The chemistry between Mona and Raph throughout this one episode is really telling of how impactful one character can be to a franchise! Mona is really fun! She’s not just a token ‘girl character’ trope or an archetype, she can handle herself and kick ass alongside the turtles, plus she and Raph have some pretty witty banter together!

Beware The Lotus ( Season 3 Ep. 28 ) The introduction of Lotus Blossom! It’s speculated that the inspiration for Karai came from Lotus! Lotus and Leo had great chemistry together, it's a shame we only got two episodes to spend with her. She really is an interesting character with loads of story potential about finding your place in the world, discovering who you are, changing your destiny to make it what you want. This is me basically saying I am now part of the Lotus Blossom Fan Club.

Cowabunga, Shredhead! ( Season 3 Ep. 18 ) This is one of the fan favorite episodes, and after I watched it for the first time I could not stop laughing. James Avery does his best Mikey impression while playing the over the top Shredder, and everyone just accepts it??? It’s downright genius! The meme material from this one is plentiful!

Michelangelo Meets Mondo Gecko ( Season 5 Ep. 4 ) The introduction of Mondo himself, and he’s got a really cool design! On first viewing I was pleasantly surprised by his unique color scheme and his character! He’s a bad guy that gets a redemption arc by the end of the episode! I was rooting for him the whole time! It was this debut that made me adore Mondo, and he’s since become my favorite mutant character of the franchise!

Honorable Mentions are Donatello’s Duplicate and Turtlemaniac!

Next up is a controversial one, but I gotta be honest… ‘03 isn’t my favorite series for a lot of reasons, but I will admit! When this series had fantastic episodes, they were AMAZING. So I gotta give credit when due and give kudos to these wins!

The Shredder Strikes Back Parts One and Two ( Season 1 Episodes 17-18 ) Nothing really tops how good this show was in the first season, and these episodes take the comic storyline of Leo’s beatdown and bring it to life masterfully. For Leo’s segments of part one it’s spent mostly with no dialogue— the animation and music carrying how serious the scene is as Leo has to fight for his life against the Foot and how desperate he becomes as he grows weaker and weaker. The second episode is non-stop action as the rest of the turtles, Splinter, April and Casey have to fend off the Foot and Shredder as they fight for their lives in the antique shop. This is one of Michael Sinterniklass’s BEST performances as Leo in these episodes. The stakes are higher than ever before, the animation is gorgeous, and everyone gives it their all for this epic mid-season finale.

Same As It Never Was ( Season 3 Ep. 21 ) This is the episode I would tell people to watch if they think TMNT is just kiddie trash.

Bad Blood ( Season 6 Ep. 12 ) Probably the Fast Forward concept I wish got expanded on instead of giving it two standalone stories and dropping it entirely. It’s a cool idea that I wish got touched upon more often because, yeah, what would evil clones of the turtles look like? What kind of abilities could they have? There’s infinite possibilities! I could live without the new catchphrase ‘It's Ninja Time’ though. While Fast Forward is flawed, this episode was the one I thoroughly liked!

Insane in the Membrane ( Season 4 Ep. 19 ) The infamously banned episode, and all I have to say about it is two words. Holy. Shit.

The Real World Part One ( Season 3 Ep. 22 ) Any team-up with Usagi Yojimbo is a good one, and this was such a delight! It’s loosely based on one of the Usagi stories from the comics, and I loved how badass they made both Usagi and Tomoe! Leo and Usagi have great chemistry as always, and you can tell they have a strong bond with one another as warriors! Or boyfriends depending on how you interpret their relationship but honestly I totally see where everyone is coming from, THESE TWO ARE ADORABLE DORKS.

Next up is my all-time favorite incarnation of the franchise, 2012!! I have A LOT to say about so many of the episodes but alas, I could only choose five to discuss. One day… one day I shall make a thesis about it 🤣 for now however, here’s my top five faves from this series!

The Yojimbo Trilogy ( Season 5 Episodes 7-9 ) Oh. My. God. YES. The love letter to Stan Sakai’s comics, the beautiful homage to vintage Japanese cinema with the camera framework and action, and OH MY LORD, THE COLORS AND SHADING DURING USAGI’S FIGHT WITH JAY IN THE FINALE???? THAT’S CINEMA! Excellent voice acting by Yuki Matsuzaki, which was his first English speaking role and personally chosen by Sakai himself to play the ronin rabbit! My only complaint is that I wish we’d gotten more of the Yojimbo characters in here, like Tomoe or Gen! Otherwise I can watch all three of these episodes on repeat and always get excited!

Lone Rat and Cubs ( Season 5 Ep. 10 ) The final appearance of Splinter, the episode Kevin Eastman wrote, and a beautiful send-off to this character. It’s a flashback, yes, but this is the episode we get to see Yoshi adapting to his mutation as a rat, raising his boys, trying to be a good father and struggling to survive from the Krang. It’s a part of his life we rarely ever get to see, and this episode shows us why he was a great father. Basically it's a try not to cry challenge. For me, THIS episode is the series finale because it’s just a perfect conclusion to Splinter and his story.

Requiem/Owari ( Season 4 Episodes 25-26 ) The finale to the overall series, the finale to this overarching story, and it’s just as heartbreaking and suspenseful as you’d expect. The writers don't hold back their punches, and it shows that the gloves have finally come off. The characters we’ve come to love and care for are at their breaking point, the Shredder is the most threatening he’s ever been, and the team decides it’s time to put the monster down for good. Whoever thinks this show was just ‘kiddie trash’ needs to be sat down and shown this two-parter, because GODDAMN. Ciro Nieli treated this with so much care and respect. I cannot help but adore the team who put this together because the stakes have been raised to an all-time high, and the final showdown between Shredder and the turtles here is hair-raising, all reaching its climax when Leonardo finishes Oroku Saki by beheading him. It’s powerful, it’s devastating, and it’s a damn excellent showcase of why this series was the best iteration of the franchise to date.

The Fourfold Trap ( Season 3 Ep. 23 ) Yet another homage to a horror movie, only this time it’s a lot more intense. Based on Saw, this episode makes you sit on the edge of your seat as you can only hope that the turtles will escape the traps Karai’s put them in. It’s all nerve wracking to watch on a first viewing experience, POOR DONNIE OH MY GOD, CAN WE STOP PUTTING THIS BOY IN ELECTROCUTION DEVICES???? He still manages to create a plan to save his brothers even while he’s being electrocuted! Also, SPLINTER IS BEST RAT DAD. This episode will teach you the meaning of ‘angsty dread’ and ‘overwhelming anxiety.’

Trans-Dimensional Turtles ( Season 4 Ep. 10 ) THE TURTLES FOREVER WE DESERVED BUT WE DIDN'T GET UNTIL CIRO NIELI HOOKED US UP WITH THE BEST CROSSOVER WE’VE EVER BEEN BLESSED WITH! The OG turtles are all so much fun to see again both in and out of 2D, Gilbert Godfried is always a delight, the 2012 turtles in traditional 2D animation is awesome, and ALL THE OG VOICE ACTORS ARE HERE AND CLEARLY HAVING THE TIMES OF THEIR LIVES. THE ROB PAULSEN JOKE IS LITERALLY A BLESSING XD I only wish it had been longer!

Honorable Mentions are Slash and Destroy, Pizza-Face, Within the Woods and Mutant Gangland!

And rounding it off is the last— but certainly not least— series, Rise!! I adore this one!! It’s right behind 2012 as my favorite TMNT series just for the stellar animation!! It’s such a shame that this one had to end so unfairly, but today I’m giving it the love it deserves!! Please note that I have yet to complete season two of ROTTMNT cuz my life has been crazy hectic and I haven’t had the time, but once I do, I’ll go back and update this section if I find more episodes I liked!

Raph’s Ride Along ( Season 2 Ep. 8A ) Ummmmmm the 2012 VA’s playing parody versions of their turtles as yokai criminals??? HELL YEAH. If only they got Astin to play a character though! Then we would’ve had a reverse Turtles Forever reunion! I came out of this episode really loving the Mud Dogz as characters and wanting more, especially Dastardly Danny cuz Rob Paulsen is always a win! Too bad this show got canned before we could really get to know these guys. BUT HEY! That’s what the fandom is for! 🤣

Insane in the Mama Train ( Season 1 Episode 25 ) When I watched this series blind, this episode blew my mind. Seeing something so well done had me screaming in joy with how expertly this episode was crafted. The stellar action choreography, the great comedic elements splashed in to lighten the tense mood, the ANIMATION OH MY LORD. Disney, take notes. And that ending leaves a pit in my stomach every time, like OOOOF, those expressions! That sudden tonal swap!

Mystic Library ( Season 1, Ep. 20A ) Probably my favorite comedy episode! The timing for the jokes in this one specifically is so well done, and every single one had me in tears. I’ve been trying to commit Donnie’s library rap to memory but alas, I’ve been failing.

The Clothes Don’t Make The Turtle ( Season 2 Episode 10B ) THIS. MORE OF THIS PRETTY PLEASE. It's just SO MUCH FUN. I really don’t have anything else to say other than this one is a great treat, also, the reanimated fan cut of this is spectacular!!

Snow Day ( Season 1 Ep. 23B ) This, for me, is the Christmas special of the series even though it’s in no way related to the holiday or has anything to do with it BUT I DON’T CARE LET ME DREAM. I love this one for the adorable interactions and the bonding! Seeing the characters goofing off and having fun, enjoying the weather and spending time together outside of the angst? I CRAVE FLUFF LIKE THIS.

And Tada! There it is! I hope you liked this!! It was tons of fun to compile all my favorite episodes into one project and share my thoughts! This fandom has been nothing but fantastic and I’m proud to be in it!

Thank you to all who have inspired me to keep going and pursue my dreams. You guys are great! @queen-with-the-quill @tending-the-hearth @wasted-and-ready @tmnt-tychou @mermmarie @figuringitoutasigoalong @lameboobah @zandiiangelspit @pumpkinpie59 @indieyuugure @angelicdavinci @imagine4000

And thank you to my IRL friends who have pulled me to my feet and supported me. Not only are you guys the best people I know, but I consider you guys family. You really saved me last year. I’m honored to call you my friends 💓

What are your favorite episodes?? Lemme know!! 😁 Maybe I’ll do a movie ranking next!

Cowabunga!! Have a great day!! 💚💚

[youre-ackermine]

Hello Val and congratulations for 300 followers 🥳💕

Love your blog lovely Val!!! I know you're into levihan BUT for the event can I request some pikuhan NSFW? If you don't mind of course! 🙏

Modern Actor AU behind the scenes where they're both actresses would be great OR Journalist Pieck interviewing AOT Actress Hanji. Whatever your choice things heat up between them 😏 You can listen to Alyson Stoner's "Fool" and Baum's "Hot Water" for inspo 💕

Feel free to ignore this request if that makes you uncomfortable (it'd make me sad though but I understand if it's not your cup of tea😢)

TYSM 💕💕

Hey lovely anon ✨

I'm glad you like my blog!

Thank you so much for sending me this request. Writing a Pikuhan drabble was a challenge but I didn't want to make you sad so here it is! I hope you'll like it ✨

Thanks for my beta/proof reader Terra @dont-f-with-moogles for her help ❤️

Also tagging @smol-lydia 🫶

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English is not my usual language

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Behind the Scenes

Characters: Hange Zoe / Pieck Finger / Levi Ackerman / Armin Arlert

Pairing: Pikuhan / Levihan

Wordcount: 2100 approx.

Modern setting / Actor AU / Non-binary Hange / Fake dating / Secret relationship

Warnings: NSFW+18 - MDNI / Swearwords

Cheeks blushing hot, Armin was looking out the window on purpose as he tried to ignore the lewd sounds invading the limo. His knuckles turned white from how hard he held his glass and his leg wouldn't stop bouncing from nervousness.

"Tch… Go get a room for fuck's sake! You're embarrassing the kiddo!" Levi rolled his eyes.

The couple pulled away from each other for a second, briefly catching their breaths before diving into their passionate kiss again.

Levi emptied his own flute of expensive, delicious champagne, clicking his tongue appreciatively. Not even minding to hide the smirk on his face, he noticed how Pieck's eyelids slowly fluttered shut, her whole expression uttering bliss as Hange kissed her.

He couldn't blame her. He knew this feeling. He remembered it. He remembered how it felt to taste Hange's lips, he remembered how his skin shivered under their feathery touch. His smile grew wider at the pleasant memory but, before any of them could catch him staring, he decided to look away and focus on adjusting his cufflinks.

The make out session on display seemed never to end, adding embarrassment to the anxiety already building up in Armin's chest before the premiere, making him sweat in agony.

Levi patted Armin's shoulder with affection, drawing a faint smile from him. The young man turned to face him, slightly less flushed than a couple moments before, and straightened his back to regain composure.

"Oi, lovebirds! We'll be there in a few minutes. We can't afford to get out of the limo so fucking disheveled, do we? So get your shit together and wipe the spit out of your faces, you're literally glistening!" Levi blurted out after a brief glance at his watch.

The lovers reluctantly parted, already longing for each other. Pieck quickly pulled out a fancy compact mirror and some lipstick from her velvet purse to touch up her makeup.

Hange turned to Levi with a beaming grin unfortunately stained by the intense kiss. Levi leaned over to them, pulling out a clean handkerchief out of nowhere and rubbing the purple lipstick off their face and lips.

"Look at your sorry ass, idiot!" he uttered in a soft voice, kneeling in front of them, his hands now tangled in Hange's messy locks in an attempt to make them look less tousled.

Hange chuckled and he smiled fondly.

"What is it, Four-Eyes?"

"We owe you big time, Shorty," they said, tenderly brushing their palm on his cheek. "Sorry to put you in such an awkward position but we can't do otherwise for now, you know." Their eyes shone with endearment as they added "thank you so so much, you're so kind Levi!"

He averted his gaze, embarrassed as always when they showed him their deep, genuine affection. He took their hand in his, placed a quick peck on their wrist and exhaled deeply to get rid of the accumulating stress. The limo finally stopped and the car door clicked. Pieck blew a kiss to Hange who mouthed "I love you" in response.

"Let's do this!" Levi exclaimed as he stepped out on the red carpet, gently dragging Hange behind him. The flashes dazzled them but their faces wore a radiant smile as Levi pulled Hange into him by their waist, both looking left and right to allow the crowd to take proper pictures of their idols. 

Holding hands, they glamorously reached and climbed the stairs, stopping at the top with Pieck and Armin to wave one last time. They finally entered the luxurious hotel.

The worst part was over.

The 'Paradis/Marley Alliance' actors shared a large round table almost deserted by now. Half the cast was on the dancefloor, twirling under the huge crystal chandeliers. 

The meal had been delicious, taken in good company and they were actually sitting side by side. Pieck couldn't be happier than in this very moment as Hange discreetly held her hand in theirs under the table and their shoulders brushed ever so slightly. She didn't dare look at her lover's handsome face but she could breathe in their earthy scent, a scent that never failed to make her blush with desire.

All of a sudden, Hange's hand slipped out of her grasp as Levi helped them get up from their chair. The music was so loud they had to lean down to whisper in her ear.

"Levi and I are going to dance for a while. Showing off as usual, of course." They winked at her and left a light peck on her earlobe, raising goosebumps on her skin. "Meet me in fifteen minutes in the library down the hall, Gorgeous."

They clung to their so-called boyfriend's arm and left with a light chuckle. Pieck's gaze followed the couple on their way to the dancefloor. They looked so good together, dancing gracefully, almost sensually. No wonder everybody thought they were still dating.

She couldn't help letting out a gasp as she realized Hange had a type. Levi and Pieck didn't look so different physically but there was a huge difference though: he was their best friend and she was the love of their life.

Levi had been nothing but the most amazing friend, helping them hide their relationship. They were lucky enough that the brief romance between Hange and him never broke their strong friendship and made the whole fake dating performance believable. They couldn't afford to be uncovered, at least not while most of the new Attack on Titan's promotion revolved around the famous and glamorous 'LeviHan' couple as it had been for several years now.

Exhausted by a week of interviews and photoshoots, Pieck dozed off a bit as she let her thoughts wander for a while. Until the boisterous yet gorgeous laughter she could recognize anywhere snapped her out of her daydream.

She held her breath and her heart skipped a beat as soon as her eyes opened again and spotted Hange's slim figure, head thrown back as they chortled in Levi's arms probably at yet another poop joke of his.

The loud pounding in her chest echoed through her whole body when she took in the enchanting sight. Their black satin suit hugged Hange's thin curves perfectly, highlighting their endless legs, their elegant shoulders and their firm ass. Their jacket barely covered the sun-kissed skin showing off in the absence of a shirt.

Her face felt hot all of a sudden, and her hands started to sweat as she watched the way Levi pulled Hange flush against his chest, the way his hand lingered on the small of their back then slipped surreptitiously down to their ass. She wished she could do this herself, in front of everyone. She swallowed around the lump in her throat, nervously licking her lips and closed her eyes for a second. She resolved to head her way to the library to end the torture.

Silence was most welcome as she entered the cool room. The dim light of a few table lamps provided an intimate atmosphere to the library, something cozy also brought by the large leather sofas arranged in front of the fireplace. She let out a weary sigh and crossed a few steps to a bookshelf, looking for something to read while waiting. Her choice fell on a collection of love poems that she started to read right away, not even bothering to sit down.

She was so engrossed in her reading that neither did she hear the door slowly opening nor the light footsteps approaching behind her.

"I'm finally here, Gorgeous."

Pieck flinched when Hange's deep voice whispered in her ear as they wrapped their arms around her waist, pressing against her back, and kept her in a warm embrace. She closed her eyes and leaned back on their chest with a sigh.

"I missed you so much, Love," she whined, "I hate it when I must hide while Levi is caressing your ass in public… It's not fair! It's mine, not his!"

Her lips tentatively curled in a cute pout but she knew there was no point in complaining. Well, she just couldn't help it. It made her feel better.

Something else never failed to make Pieck feel better and it was as if Hange could read her mind. As they delicately brushed a strand of hair off her neck, she tilted her head for them to kiss the sensitive spot below her ear. Her soft skin shivered under the light touch of their lips.

"You're right, Gorgeous, I'm all yours," they replied in a low, sultry voice that sent a shiver down her spine.

Hange's hands wandered over her purple dress, slightly stroking her toned belly up to her chest as they kissed their way down her neck. Pieck managed to bite back a moan at how their warm breath and soft pecks felt deliciously tickling on her skin.

But seconds later she couldn't help but whimper when they sneaked a hand under the velvety fabric, cupping one of her breasts, grazing their thumb over the perky nipple. Pieck felt heat pooling down her belly and turned around, a light shade of pink flecking her cheeks.

Pressing her chest against Hange's, she opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around their neck to make them lean down. They gazed at each other, Pieck marveling at her lover's handsome features before her lips ghosted over theirs for a brief moment. She let her delicate fingers run through their brown hair as they tenderly stroked her back. Then, finally, their lips joined in a soft, gentle kiss.

Oh. It definitely felt like heaven. She relished in the slow motion of their mouth against hers, closing her eyes at the overwhelming sensation of warmth blooming in her chest, letting her whole body surrender to the intoxicating touch. 

Her mind went dizzy when Hange licked along her lower lip and nibbled at it, eliciting a low moan from her. She parted her lips and their tongue gently slipped into the welcoming wetness of her mouth and their hot breaths mingled as they deepened the kiss. This was nothing but pure bliss.

They made out more passionately and Hange's hands traveled down her body, prickling goosebumps all over her skin, leaving her weak in the knees.

Without breaking the kiss, they both took a few slow steps to reach a couch until she bumped into its edge. Pieck lay down on the cushions and Hange drew back just enough to take in the stunning view beneath them.

"Perfect! You're so perfect!" they uttered in a breath, their pupils black with want still raking over her body.

Pieck blushed but held their gaze. She licked her lips, breath still uneven heaving her chest, butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

Hange hovered over her, covering her face with wet, soft pecks. They kissed along her jawline while they caressed her over the fabric down to her thighs, one hand finally sliding its way through the slit of her dress. Her eyelids flickered and she breathed heavily under the sensual contact, her heart pounding faster in anticipation.

Pieck yearned for more of their touch. Unable to bear the wait any longer, she weaved her hands behind their head to draw them closer and captured their mouth in a heated kiss, pressing her body tightly against theirs.

Pieck trembled as their palm brushed the soft, silky skin of her thigh, her loud moans vibrating into both their throats when their fingers finally rubbed the wet patch on her lace underwear.

A sudden knock at the door snapped them out of their blissful haze. They lingered in their dazed reverie for a few confused seconds before another knock, sharper this time, definitely broke the spell.

"Oi, Four-Eyes! The fuck are you doing? No time for your pussy-licking shit or whatever!" Levi's voice was muffled from the other side of the door.

"Always so romantic and sophisticated, Shorty!"

Hange let out a heavy sigh, frowning their brows in annoyance.

"Five more minutes, Levi darling! Please!" they yelled.

"Fucking hell, no! Some bastard noticed we're not dancing anymore and shit's going to happen soon if you don't drag your sorry ass in here, Hange! We're supposed to go upstairs in "our" room to fake shag, remember?"

"Shit! You're right, Shorty!" they ranted before getting up, tugging at their crumpled suit.

Pieck rolled her eyes and puffed with exasperation.

"Ok, Gorgeous! Meet you in your room in ten?" they asked.

Hange didn't even wait for her answer. They kissed her lips with a smile and joined Levi in the hallway.

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How they’d react to a pregnancy scare…

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Red Van, Devil Next Door Van, Prof Van, Prof Bond, Ice Cold Van, Dad Van // I might come back and add my other characters to this later x

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Red

❤️ Since you started fooling around with Van you've not been intimate with Larry at all. The guilt's been eating away at you and you know you really need to call things off.

❤️ It's just that calling things off with Larry also means walking away from Van... and you've not found the strength to take that step yet.

❤️ You know it's cowardly but you've been waiting to find the right moment... but now you're really in trouble... you're 6 days late for your period and you're never late.

❤️ Larry and Van have gone out and you're sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen clutching a pregnancy test kit strip, trying to build up the courage to take the test.

❤️ Your thoughts go to what you were doing on this very tabletop three weeks ago, how Van had hitched up your dress and fucked you hard and needy and fast in a fit of passion whilst Larry had been upstairs taking a shower.

❤️ The fact that you'd wanted to prolong the delicious moment so much that you'd begged him to come inside you, relishing the feeling of closeness when you'd felt his release filling you up, warm and wet and deep.

❤️ You'd been stupid... weak... and all because of him.

❤️ Just go and piss on the damn test Y/N! You chastise yourself. It's not going to change the outcome. If your life's screwed you may as well know about it... it's no use prolonging the agony.

❤️ You're just about to make a move when you hear the front door slam shut and you're on your feet in an instant, panicking, heading straight for the downstairs bathroom and sliding the lock across the door.

❤️ You're expecting to hear Larry calling out to you but then you hear the unmistakeable sound of Van clattering around in the kitchen, singing to himself whilst he fixes a cuppa. Your heart sinks... you can't hide in here all morning... but maybe a little longer...

❤️ "Y/N?" His voice comes sudden and loud, closer than you were expecting. He's right outside the door. "Y/N? Where are ya? Ya in there?" A loud rap that makes you jump.

❤️ "Just a second!" You call, flustered, quickly wrapping the test in toilet paper and depositing it in the bin, making a mental note to come back later to retrieve it.

❤️ Van's waiting for you when you come out, one arm propped on the door-frame, the other outstretched to you with the empty pregnancy test box in his flattened palm. Fuck...

❤️ His eyes are wild, his mouth a hard line. "What the fuck? Why didn't ya say something?"

❤️ You feel faint, your legs buckling but Van darts forward to catch you, guiding you over to a seat whilst he hovers over you, catching your jaw and tilting your face up to his. "What's going on babe? Talk to me. Please don't shut me out." He looks scared, thumb stroking your cheek.

❤️ A sob wells up which you can't contain, bursting into the space between you, tears blurring your vision. "I don't know but I think I might be pregnant... I'm late... 6 days. What am I gonna do Van? What are we gonna do if I am?"

❤️ "Shit!" He blurts, eyes wide with disbelief. His touch falls away and he steps back, both hands in his hair, pushing it back as he hisses out curses.

❤️ Your heart feels like it's shattering into a million pieces, raw emotion clawing up your throat as you try but fail to maintain your composure. You hang your head, letting the tears flow freely, your body wracked with shudders until you feel Van's hands curl around your shoulders as he pulls you into his chest.

❤️ "Please don't cry love," he whispers into your hair, scattering kisses all along your parting, one hand smoothing gentle caresses down your back. "I'm just in shock is all... I never would 'ave thought... fuck... a baby... Why didn't you say something? Why didn't you come to me? You must've been going out of your mind with worry."

❤️ "Yeah I have," you sob, pressing yourself into the comforting warmth of his chest. "But I didn't know what you'd say. I thought you'd be pissed off. I thought it'd be better if I just dealt with it by myself."

❤️ "Oh Y/N," he sighs, holding you to him tighter, stroking your hair as he rocks you gently. "You mean the world to me darlin', you really do. Of course I'm not pissed off. Shocked? Yeah. Scared? Yeah, a little, but I don't want ya to feel like you gotta hide anything from me. Now let's get this test done, eh? We might be worrying about nothing."

❤️ Despite his initial reaction he's calm and composed with his reassuring words and tender touches. He makes you both a steaming hot cup of tea to calm your nerves as you both sit there holding hands, waiting for the results.

❤️ You're terrified of what a positive test will mean for you, but Van is resolute that he'll stick by your side no matter what. He tells you that regardless of the outcome what happens is your choice and he'll support you in whatever you decide.

❤️ Even though you're distraught you think you've just fallen in love with him a little deeper.

The Devil Next Door

❤️‍🔥 You're not sure what had come over you at the party or why you'd done what you'd done, but you couldn't go back and change it... and now you had to face the consequences.

❤️‍🔥 There'd been no romance in it, it had simply been a drunken fumble in the bathroom after a heated row that had led to you getting railed over the bathroom sink - a clothes half on, hard and fast fuck that had left you both panting and breathless... and you'd walked straight out afterwards without giving Van a backwards glance.

❤️‍🔥 In hindsight, it really wasn't one of your finer moments, and now you were faced with the very real possibility that your ten minutes of bad judgement might have serious life-long consequences... you were 5 days late for your period and you'd already thrown up twice at work. It definitely wasn't a stomach bug.

❤️‍🔥 You've been avoiding Van ever since, but you know you have to face him. Much as he winds you up he deserves to know and besides, you're not carrying around all this stress on your own.

❤️‍🔥 You can tell he's pleased to see you when you appear at his door even though he tries to hide it with a sarcy remark. You soon wipe the smirk off his face though when you tell him you need to talk and that your period's late.

❤️‍🔥 "Christ Y/N... how the fuck did that happen?" He gapes, in a state of shock as you push through into his hallway.

❤️‍🔥 "Well, when a man sticks his dick in a..." you begin, but Van cuts you off. "Okay, okay, no need to be like that! It all happened so quick... I just didn't think..."

❤️‍🔥 "Yeah well, neither did I," you blurt, and then the emotion you're trying so hard to suppress bursts forth.

❤️‍🔥 You spend twenty minutes wailing about how your life's over and how you're not ready to have a baby whilst Van holds you tightly and shushes you gently until the last of the huge wracking sobs have subsided.

❤️‍🔥 You pull away mascara-streaked and snotty-nosed to find Van looking down on you with so much concern and tenderness in his eyes. He looks terrified too but you're both scared. Neither of you are ready for this. You don't even like each other most of the time... or so you tell yourselves.

❤️‍🔥 All in all Van does an admirable job of holding it together for you. He guides you through to his living room and makes you tea, fussing around you and bringing you tissues and plumping up the sofa cushions to make sure that you're comfortable.

❤️‍🔥 When he's sure you've calmed down sufficiently he hot-foots it to the local pharmacy in record time, returning with a whole carrier bag full of pregnancy test kits which he upends over the coffee table. "Well... I didn't know which one to get did I? It's a bloody minefield!"

❤️‍🔥 You're struggling to pee on the test strip you're so wound up with nerves, and Van hovers around outside, telling you through the toilet door that he'll do everything he can to support you and he wouldn't dream of letting you down.

❤️‍🔥 When you finally emerge having succeeded in peeing on the stick you're surprised to see his eyes red-rimmed and glassy and you watch him wiping away a stray tear.

❤️‍🔥 "Look at the state of me," he sniffs. "I'm sorry for getting so emotional... it's just that for as long as I can remember I've had this dream about becoming a dad."

❤️‍🔥 That just sets you off again and you're both sniffling in each other's arms whilst you wait for the test, somehow knowing that no matter what happens you'll both get through this... together... the unlikeliest of partnerships.

Forbidden - Prof Van

🖤 You're absolutely terrified when you realise that your period is late. You've skipped your lectures all week and spent the last four days holed up in your room. All your housemates are worried about you but you refuse to come out.

🖤 You're not sure whether you're sick with worry or it's morning sickness but you feel terrible. You've checked your dates a million times over and there's no denying it, if you are really pregnant it's definitely Van's.

🖤 You toyed with the idea of telling him but quickly discarded it. He's engaged. He's your lecturer. You're nothing but a plaything to him. There's absolutely no chance he'd be supportive... particularly as you've already decided that you're going to keep the baby. Telling him isn't an option.

🖤 Even though your life feels like it's falling apart you try to keep a level head and the best way to do that is to make a plan. You'll drop out of Uni and get a job to get a bit of money behind you. You'll manage on your own two feet... you'll go it alone... you and the baby.

🖤 But first thing's first. You might be completely over-reacting. You've not even done a pregnancy test yet.

🖤 So on the fifth period-less day you bolster yourself up, slipping out of halls when everyone's at lectures, making your way across campus furtively like you're a criminal evading capture. It's a miserable day to match your mood and the rain's lashing down relentlessly.

🖤 You've got your head down against the driving rain as you exit the pharmacy so you don't notice the tall figure crossing your path until it's too late and you've collided with them, the pregnancy test you've just purchased flying from your grasp and falling at your feet.

🖤 You fire out a string of curses as you quickly stoop down to pick it up but the person you bumped into beats you to it. You feel like your heart's going to explode clean out of your chest as you straighten up to realise that the person holding the box out to you just happens to be Van.

🖤 Your eyes meet in a startling moment of realisation and time seems to freeze momentarily until Van breaks the silence. "Y/N... I think we need to talk... don't you?"

🖤 You follow him back across campus to his office, engulfed in an air of tense silence, and when you get there he ushers you quickly inside, locking the door behind you.

🖤 Secret meetings in his office behind locked doors are a regular occurrence but the mood's certainly different today. Usually you're bent roughly over the desk or pressed up against the wall but for once there's no heat in Van's gaze, only concern as he guides you to a seat, drawing up a chair next to you.

🖤 "I've been so worried about you, you've not turned up to my classes all week or answered any of my emails. I thought you were sick or something bad had happened... and then I find out like this..."

🖤 He sounds overwhelmed and emotional and more than a little hurt which shocks you to your core. "When were you going to tell me? Were you even going to tell me?"

🖤 "I'm sorry... I was just scared, well, bloody terrified actually. I didn't know how you'd react." You can't keep your eyes on him, dropping your gaze to the floor. "And I don't even know for sure yet... that's why I got the test."

🖤 "And if you are... is it mine?" He asks plainly and you mumble out a 'yes', not even lifting your head, your anxiety increasing as the silent moments seem to tick by, drawing out the agony.

🖤 Finally you look up at him and you're taken aback by the emotion etched on his face. He looks shell-shocked but there's warmth there too, so much warmth simmering in his eyes that your heart aches with it.

🖤 You're still scared though, unsure. "Don't worry... I don't expect anything from you. I know how these things work. I wont cause you any trouble, I've figured things out. I'll be okay on my own."

🖤 You thought he'd be angry and dismissive, telling you to "get rid of it" or denying that it could be his, but there's none of that. He's the softest you've ever seen him as he sits forward in his seat, taking your hands in his and holding them tight, fingers entwined.

🖤 "I never want to hear you say you're on your own again Y/N... we're in this together now. You and me... okay? No matter what happens. I'm here for you..."

Forbidden - Prof Bond

🧡 The first wave of sickness hits when you're in a lecture... thankfully not Van's... and you bolt up out of your seat, dashing down the corridor to the toilets as fast as your legs can carry you, only just making it there on time.

🧡 You bring up the entire contents of your stomach in retch after stomach-churning retch before you're slumping down on to the cold tiles, bewildered as to what's brought this on.

🧡 If you'd been partying hard at the Student Union bar last night you could understand it but you'd stayed in and gone to bed early, feeling unusually groggy and tired. Maybe you've eaten something that didn't agree with you... that must be it.

🧡 You're just splashing your face with cold water when it hits you and you look up to find your terrified reflection staring back at you. You can't be. No way. There's no way you could be pregnant, you're on the pill... but then you're not the most reliable at taking them. FUCK!

🧡 Panic starts to cascade through you in waves and your knees feel weak, your head spinning as you recall the steamy hook-up you'd had with Johnny just the previous week in the front seat of his car.

🧡 You're in a daze as you emerge back into the corridor, so preoccupied with your troubled thoughts that you don't notice Johnny until he's there at your side, asking you if you're okay with obvious concern.

🧡 You're so choked up the words don't come, you just shake your head weakly, letting Johnny guide you back down the corridor to his office where he takes a seat next to you on the sofa, a reassuring arm around your shoulder as he smiles warmly. "Whatever's the matter? Are you ill? Or are you just hungover again?"

🧡 But his smile dies swiftly when he sees the tears brimming in your eyes, the way that you shake your head to tell him, that no... you're not sick... it's something else. "I think... I... I might... I might be... pregnant... and if I am... it's... its... yours."

🧡 He freezes at the last word, the expression on his face cycling from shock to disbelief to fear to regret and back again, over and over, none of them positive emotions, but you're sure this just mirrors your own reactions. You feel wretched, burying your face in your hands.

🧡 There's quiet for a moment but then you feel the arm around your shoulder squeezing gently, a hand slotting under your jaw and tipping your face upwards to him. "Y/N... Y/N..." he's saying softly. "Look at me love... yeah that's right, c'mon, don't hide away."

🧡 You can see that he's in turmoil inside but he's trying his hardest not to show it, worries about fathering a child with a student pushed aside so he can assuage your own fears and be strong for you. "Let's just take this one step at a time, okay? Have you done a test? Do you know for sure?"

🧡 "No... I don't know, I just got sick and then I thought back to last week... when we were in your car." Your breathing's getting shallow, your throat closed up, your vision fuzzy at the edges just like when you have an anxiety attack. "Ahhh... I don't feel so good," you whine.

🧡 You see Johnny's shoulders sag slightly, his features soften. He cups your face in his hands, speaking gently but firmly. "C'mon love... you need to calm down, there's no use getting all worked up and making yerself ill. Just breathe for me okay? That's it.... deep breath in through your nose... 1, 2, 3..."

🧡 He counts slowly and deliberately, his calming voice and aura washing over you as you do as instructed and breathe in and out slow and deep, the sharp edge of your anxiety dulling enough for you to focus as he pulls you back from the brink of your downward spiral.

🧡 "Right... let's not get ourselves in a panic before we know for sure what we're dealing with, eh? First things first, we'll get you a test... and if you are pregnant then we'll deal with it, whatever you decide. I'm not gonna leave ya alone, I'm gonna take care of ya, okay?"

🧡 You're still stressed but there's just something reassuring about Johnny. You know that no matter what happens and no matter how he feels he'll take care of you just like he says. You can trust him completely.

Ice Cold

💙 You've been trying to be careful, but more often than not you're reckless in the heat of the moment. You grasp hard on to his hips when he goes to pull out, begging him to come inside you... and when you look at him with all that hunger in your eyes he can't deny you.

💙 Even though Van's got no experience of a partner being pregnant he notices the changes in you even before you do and he suspects that you are.

💙 He doesn't say anything, but you notice he's being particularly attentive. He's always been protective of you but the way he's taken to treating you so carefully like you're the finest, most precious china that might shatter in his hands, you know something's up.

💙 "God's sake Van, you don't have to keep fussing round me, you know I'm a lot tougher and stronger than I look."

💙 You feel exasperated as he guides you back to sitting down on the sofa for the umpteenth time that day, protesting even though a small part of you loves this over-the-top caring side to him.

💙 There's also the fact that you've been feeling unusually tired and emotional recently for no apparent reason other than the fact that your period's due... hold on... what's the date again?

💙 OH FUCK!

💙 "I'm no expert but I know something's going on, and I'm guessing by the fact that you're looking at me like you've just seen a ghost means that you're thinking exactly what I've been suspecting for the last week."

💙 He's dropping down on to his knees in a flash, a hand smoothing down over the small swell of your belly. "Gonna take such good care of you Y/N, you and the little 'un... it'll want for nothing."

💙 The last thing he wanted was to bring a baby into the world, but now there's a possibility that he could be a father it's sparked something buried deep inside him, a fierce desire to nurture and protect that goes against all his violent tendencies.

💙 You know you won't be a conventional family but you'd given up the notion of any kind of normality in your life when you'd fallen for Van... and you'd accepted that.

💙 You don't know what the future will hold but what you do know with certainty is that he'll vehemently love and protect your child with his life and try his hardest to shield you both from the evils of this world.

Dad Van

💗 You'd always wanted just two children for as long as you'd remembered... a boy and a girl... and you'd been blessed. Everything was perfect just the way things were.

💗 Grace is enjoying primary school and Leo's taking his first steps and he's finally started to sleep through the night. The thought of going back to two hourly night feeds when you've been enjoying a full seven hours of solid sleep seems nightmarish. You don't want another baby.

💗 Van, on the other hand, has baby fever. He's so enamoured with the newborn stage that as soon as each of your kids starts to show a bit of independence he's making gooey eyes at tiny baby-grows in the local superstore and snuggling up behind you, hands on your belly, whispering into your ear. "Let's make another one babe... just one more..."

💗 "It won't be just one more though will it?" You sigh, turning around in his arms. "What was it I heard you saying to your mum the other day? You'd like at least five?"

💗 He scrunches his face up, nose wrinkling adorably. "Come on... look how happy we are. There's so much love in this house... I reckon there's enough to go around... and then plenty to spare..."

💗 You tell him no but you must admit you're coming around to the idea yourself, one of your best friends has just given birth and watching her feeding her baby has your hormones going into overdrive... so when you get home you flush your birth control pills down the toilet in a rash moment of recklessness... but you don't tell Van. You want it to be a surprise.

💗 As soon as you're only two days late for your period you know instinctively. You've been through it all before so you know the tender achey boobs and tiredness and bloated feeling aren't just your oncoming period. It's more than that.

💗 You find an old pregnancy test at the back of the medicine cabinet, and you're itching to find out for sure but you hold back. You don't want to deny yourself the experience of Van's infectious excitement as you wait for the results together.

💗 When Van comes home you're waiting for him on the sofa. You've sent the kids round to Mary and Bernie's for the afternoon and when Van sees you sitting there expectantly with your hands behind your back to conceal something he looks puzzled... and a little concerned.

💗 "What's going on love? Ya look serious. Are ya okay? Nothing's wrong is it? What ya got there behind your back?"

💗 You'd wanted to drag out the surprise and tease him but you feel fit to burst and you don't want to worry him unnecessarily.

💗 "You know you were saying you wanted to try for another baby?" You say, grinning as you produce the test kit with a flourish, watching his eyes widen comically and his mouth drop agape.

💗 "Wha... fuckin' hell love... are ya? Are ya really pregnant? Oh my god! But I thought ya didn't want..."

💗 You're on your feet in an instant, shushing him as you press your lips firmly against his, smothering his words. "Maybe I changed my mind," you grin as you pull away, leaving him looking gobsmacked. "And I don't know yet... not for sure. I thought we could do the test together, it's more exciting that way."

💗 He's looking at you in awe like you've hung the moon and the stars, overcome with emotion. "God I love you so much babe. I swear if this test turns out positive I'm gonna be the happiest man on the planet!"

💗 "And if it doesn't?" You want to know.

💗 He's pressing his lips to yours again, hands grasping your hips, pulling you flush against him. "Well... seeing as the kids aren't home we can try again can't we?"

[mythicamagic]

Do you have any tips for writing a natural progression of a physical relationship? I feel like a lot of fics go from kissing to sex without much in between.

I think these days people would probably see that as Slow Burn, even though their pace is perfectly natural for an irl relationship. Looking at that tag/genre might help you out.

By no means am I an expert so take my advice with a grain of salt. As an example: if you think about Regency romances being primarily Slow Burn, there's a focus there on intrigue, and 'feeling the other person out' with just words. When you're intrigued by something you want to spend time with it and examine it- and maybe this results in a clash of ideals. This could cause an emotional fallout that has them rebuilding the relationship from square one, but stronger because they have context for the other person now.

There's often a focus on hands in these series or films because they're the characters ONLY form of contact. They can't kiss because of social constraints, or maybe they're not there emotionally yet but God, their being radiates need just from the graze of their knuckles on skin.

All this mess is to say - if you have a build up of intrigue- attraction - restraint- it makes their physical intimacy feel like a wonderful payoff. Like a Sports Game you've been following and finally your team wins via a simple kiss and goes from there. The goals were all the little emotional beats along the way. During the restraint section of the relationship, showing little tells of their attraction builds up your physical intimacy alongside your emotional connection. Have them brush up against each other, maybe they have to grab the other to mind them away from something, maybe there was only one bed and they didn't end up having sex but spent the night awake and in agony because they're so close and can feel the contours of their body. Speaking of which - have them be attracted to that body before they can touch it. Do they like their hands? Their scent? Their hips? Maybe they catch themselves imagining those things. This builds anticipation and hunger for eventually touching it.

That's probably a key word there- hunger. You want your characters to crave each other to the point they're starving. I catch myself while writing Romance because sometimes one character might give their feelings away too early - and I have to delete the sentence because no, they gotta earn it. The characters dont even need to confess before physical intimacy - the act of sex itself could be their 'I love you' after months of need and want.

I'm sorry I rambled there, but basically find a reason to restrain your characters lolol I tend to like colder men in my ships because they take so long to emotionally open up that the payoff of intimacy feels worth it, but you can find any reason. Maybe they're just friends and don't want to jeopardise the relationship they have. Maybe they're mortal enemies who can't help but be attracted to that person's charisma. Maybe they just don't feel ready yet for that step of physical intimacy but they're burning with need anyway and this causes confusion and frustration.

Hope this mess helps! ❤️

[corgiss]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

I’ve been agonizing over this for days tbh but I THINK I have a proper answer now, so here’s my five favorite fics I’ve written, in no particular order!

1) devils don’t fly

Hazbin Hotel, Radioapple, 50k+ words

There’s bits and pieces of this fic that I wish I’d done differently looking back on it, but I’m honestly just so proud that I was able to write and FINISH a 50k+ fic, in just about a month. That has NEVER happened to me before. So I’m pretty stoked about that one.

2) trouble comes in threes

Trigun, canon divergence, Tesla Lives, 5k+ words

This one I haven’t finished, and idk that I ever will, but I’m very happy with the alternate world building I’ve done and the dynamic between Vash, Tesla, and Knives that I’ve established. Kind of an unintentional fix-it fic. Had a lot of fun with it; maybe once trigun comes back around to being The Thing, I’ll keep working on it.

3) when the heart would cease

The Amazing Spider-Man, canon divergence, Peter/Gwen, 2k+ words

The plot of TASM 1 & 2 but if Gwen was the one bitten by the spider. This is actually a rewrite of a fic that I wrote back in 2015, during the height of my TASM obsession and when Ghost Spider was first announced as a canon character. It’s written in kind of a weird format, at least compared to my usual writing, but I think it’s a very fun approach.

4) a taste of the divine

Trigun, vashwood, modern AU, 5k+ words

I. Wrote this fic based on a tumblr post I saw about someone at a metal concert telling OP to open his mouth. OP thought they were going to spit in his mouth and opened his mouth anyways. Turned out the other person suspected he was dehydrated and wanted to see his tongue to confirm. I saw the post and was immediately like “this is giving vashwood” and I HAD to write it. I also spent like 3 paragraphs describing Vash’s battle jacket and I think those 3 paragraphs slap.

5) something’s wrong (don’t pity me for long)

Trigun, mashwood, Vash whump, 9k+ words

How can I make a favorite fics list without listing at least one of my whump fics, which is what I’m mostly known for (at least in the Trigun fandom). I’m proud of this one because, as someone with chronic pain myself, I think I did a pretty good job describing the extra agony that comes with being sick. I’m just happy with the emotions described in this one lol, one of those ones that rly hits you in the feels.

Anyways this was fun to figure out!! Thanks for sending me this, esht!! ❤️

[nibwhipdragon]

For the choose violence asks, 9 and 10 for Sonic

OK OK I ANSWER THIS NOW!!!!!! YIPPEE

9. Worst part of canon

Ok I'll be real here. I haven't gotten through too much Sonic media atm (slowly working my way through, was only dragged back into it like in november) so I don't really have much to go off of for this. However, game plots are canon. Obviously. So I will use this to complain about my biggest plot complaint in any Sonic game I've played yet.

Sonic Frontiers. Literally almost Everything about the ending was basically the devs throwing stuff at a wall until it sticked and called it a day (with the time developing the game and the dev team size? I don't blame them, I blame the higher ups. Doesn't mean I can't be disappointed with what could've been). But the thing I hate the most about the plot?

SONIC'S CYBER CORRUPTION. OH MY. I LITERALLY CAN'T.

They spent a significant amount of time (hell Rhea was all about it) building it up. Sonic getting worse as he progressed through the islands. It came up so much to the point of having a whole island's story beat dedicated to it, making it CLEARLY a VERY IMPORTANT thing.

AND THEN THEY RESOLVE IT WITHIN SECONDS!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? WHY.

Nothing at all? Just. Amy and Tails and Knuckles holding hands around him and for an unexplained reason going back to cyberspace and freeing him? Not only does it not make sense, but that is such a BAD RELEASE for plot tension!!!! You gotta drag it out!!! Slowly build up, then BOOM EXPLOSION!!!!!! and then the smoke fading from the explosion afterwards, but in plot format. If that makes sense. Even if they did something like a little cyberspace level where Sonic runs through a crimson red cyberspace with no rings + more than usual hazards, with little Amy/Tails/Knuckles themed things to help you get through it damageless, that'd be more satisfying than what they did. Literally what the hell. I hope that that was because of development hell and wasn't like that originally. Because if it was then I'll be in more Agony than before because WHAT THE HELL. WHY.

Oh yeah and also. Not really a thing I hate hate but. Not a fan of how Frontiers also made the IDW comics canon to the games via Sonic mentioning Tangle in a random voiceline that can happen or smth like that iirc. I feel like all the different canons (games, IDW, Prime, X, etc.) should be kept completely separate from each other yk. That's also a peeve I have with Prime, as much as I love it (even though I haven't finished S2 yet...). "Sonic Prime is part of the game canon" No it isn't ❤️

10. Worst part of fanon

If I'm honest. I don't really interact with the Sonic fandom as a whole the way I do with like. Monster Hunter and jjba and stuff. Only with my friends and a few select sonic blogs (thoam comic blog, starjoy, themetalvirus [egghog AU is VERY good], neurotypical-sonic, etc). But from what I've seen? Where would I begin.

I step 0.0038101 cm outside my typical Sonic group to look at new stuff and the likes and:

"He would not fucking say that" "He would not fucking do that" "She would not fucking do that you're just making her like that to get her out the way of your mlm ship" "Cool concept but they would not fucking act like that" "cool concept but there's nsfw" "Why are there so many werehog nsfw fics" "ok that's shipping sonic and tails. blocked" "he would not fucking do that" "damn the sonic/eggman shipping fanbase is surprisingly larger than what I expected" "He would not fucking say that" "absolutely insane fic of sonic getting everyone he knows into communism I never expected for actual communism theory to be in here but it's a crackfic so I'll let it slide just this once" "the ship dynamic is wrong they would not fucking act like that. They wouldn't even act like this in general"

There's only 2 people so far that I can 100% trust for good, in-character sonadow: Kirsten, and you. And even then Kirsten hasn't written too much for them (understandable) so it mostly falls onto you. You are my light in the darkness man. All of your Sonic fics are QUALITY. You get the characters. Your sonadow is fucking great. Like, you get them on a pretty damn intimate level. You can take their characters and put them in very different situations than usual (DNA Collision for example) and be able to show how they react to the situations and others, and how that'd affect things like relationships AND keep them in character the whole way! Also the way you like. Used sonadow and Tails' (understandable) reaction to Sonic forgetting about their plans and planning the date with Shadow over it to show the issues that'd eventually end up piling on top of each other and growing and festering until it would eventually turn Tails into the threat he is in the future. It's great for that too, you're not only writing them in character but you're also putting them into and applying them in very interesting situations! Relationships affect the people around them in many ways and I feel that (understandably) a lot of fics don't really show this. But you do and it's awesome. Impactful Skip is GREAT. And ofc the whole situation and having it be sonadow also creates a VERY interesting dynamic between Sonic and Shadow. Love that.

.....yeah ever get carried away. Yeah. That was just meant to be me talking about how you and Kirsten (mostly you bc you simply have more of it) are the only 2 people I can reliably find good sonadow from to show how Bad the state of fanon is when it comes to sonadow but it just turned into gushing about your fics. Got a little sidetracked from the violence and hate and turned to love. Hope you enjoyed the me loving your fics jumpscare 👍

[toastywatchesstevenuniverse]

S1 E49

The Message

Is it me or does Greg look....different?

He legitimately looks more tired than he did in his earlier appearances. Or maybe I'm just seeing that after knowing what he's been through in the last few episodes.

Okay honestly? I know I've been harsh on his character but holy shit this episode just made me feel so fucking bad for Greg. Look he's kind of a shitty dad but he's genuinely gotten better consistently with every appearance & it felt like the gems in this episode were....uncharacteristically mean to Greg. Like they were WAY meaner this episode than they have been prior. Like they were way more noticeably shittier towards the guy than normal. But I can forgive that as it didn't last long & it was quickly resolved & I was too sidelined by that ending to have more time to focus on that. I'm sorry butnthat ending kinda just fucking piledrived me so hard that I cannot talk about the rest of the episode now. This ending is too powerful.

I thought it was gonna be a filler episode but no evidently this episode just fucking told me "shit is about to go down get ready"

But it's fine because it wound up leading to an actual surprising ending. Holy shit.

I am NOT ready for the last 3 episodes....

First off: HI Lapis you're still my second fav. Love her. ❤️

Also

I'm sorry they keep building up Peridot as a big threat but I can't take her seriously after the dendy thing. 😭 This is just Dendy's quirky wine (probably bi or lesbian) aunt.

Still, I have no idea where this is headed but I get the feeling it's gonna get really depressing or confusing.

Or both.

I'm assuming both.

I literally just talked about how I'm NOT ready for whatever trauma Garnet has & this episode just confirmed my suspicions true. I knew it.

I FUCKING KNEW SHED HAVE SOME TRAUMA GOD DAMNIT REBECCA YOU CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS.

Thanks Rebecca can't wait for you to cause me more pain & agony. Awesome.

[msmargaretmurry]

hello my love! well my wips are causing me no end of grief - my main wip is stalled bc the various elements are not coming together in a way where they all speak to each other and it's killing me bc i KNOW this fic will be amazing if i can figure it out but i fully hit a wall (just asked our beloved lorna to read a draft out of desperation even tho it's so far out of her wheelhouse she might kill me); my less serious wip is in superhell bc i haven't ever written a time skip and don't know how to create a san jose sharks roster that covers the next 3-7 years that isn't just me creating a roster of ahl favorites and who it would be funniest to keep. like do i pull a you and just make up a bunch of rookies??? i'm strugglin' yo

to your other more important point, i don't do so good with remembering favorite lines. but in my current era as a connor mcdavid apologist, i have been thinking a lot abt your mcstrome wringer and the mcstrome soulmarks fic that only exists in me and maddy's inboxes...thinking a lot abt the tender images in those fics, but specifically the image of dylan kissing connor on the forehead when they win at worlds in tnno and dylan seeing the soulmark behind connor's ear. and how both those images are infused with so much emotion and how the fics are built around these images, either as a plot point of a moment or a very physical picture that has a whole history behind it. (i think a lot abt that line in your mattdrai fic that i still need to read the final draft of abt matthew taking a picture of his bruises, for purposes. which is a comedy line but also very much part of matthew's journey.) i think you are very good at creating anchor images in your fic that are part of the heartbeat of the story. it's one of my favorite things abt your fic, how well you build a story around a visual moment. (obvi you are great at emotions and setting and plot too!!! but one of my favorite things is how you're able to capture visually a plot point. and do it so gently too.)

i hope you are able to be kind to yourself today <3

kasper my love!! thank you for sharing your wip agonies with me, they sound very agonizing but i have faith that you will figure them out! for the first one, it is so frustrating when characters won't do what you want them to do. my very generalized unsolicited advice would be to try to figure out what motivation is missing for them to come together, or what motivation exists that is pulling them in different directions, and then hit them over the head with a rolled-up newspaper until they do what you want. i'm sure our lovely lorna will be able to provide much more helpful commentary though. for the second one, i DO highly recommend making up some gay ass rookies and just doing what you want, but also i love to speculate about future rosters so also feel free to ask if you want some help! ❤️

regarding my own monstrous fanfictions, thank you, i truly love this analysis of visual moments in the oeuvre of yourblues. i don't know what it is about it but the people LOVE the forehead kiss picture in tnno, which makes me very happy. i think a thing here is that i don't really visualize whole scenes when i write, it is much more like "what details do i need to provide to convey the correct vibes here" so when i have An Image in mind i do really want it to stand out! (i am going to be honest with u i haven't read the soulmarks one since i emailed it but..... maybe i will dig it up for my agonies) (also the ratnovel is not going anywhere, i have faith you will come for it when you are ready) anyway i maintain that connor mcdavid is a great guy for putting through the horrors, because he has already been through so many horrors and he is so inured to them on a day to day basis (i am thinking now of that post that's like "why are the horrors calling you babygirl") that you gotta REALLY commit to introducing new horrors into his ecosystem if you wanna break him down. and u know i love to break a man down!!!

ilysm 💙💙

[danpuff-ao3]

BTW, I also wanted to say, I'm fucking mad at you rn. ❤️

You posted a podfic rec and I, foolish foolish person, trusted you and thought, these will be, you know, GOOD podfics. So I click on one and there's fucking character death and ambiguous ending and I'm like WELL FINE THEN??? I GUESS??

So yeah, I've been tricked! Bamboozled! I now have trust issues. Also I want to talk to the manager pls.

(yes the fic was wonderful but still fuck you and I mean this in the most loving way possible)

LISTEN. It builds character. And then kills it. 🤭

Also. I hate to tell you this. But...

I am the manager.

I'd apologize for the agony, except I'm not sorry at all. I am an angst-aficionado after all. And it was a wonderful fic. AND you got emotions out of it! So I'll take your hate and mistrust as all the thanks I need. 🥰

(btw try more podfics, they're not all that painful!)

(or are they????)

[tamarakkoarchive]

Shin Megami Tensei II livetweet thread (5/8)

so.... beth died while barely having saying a word, daleth was a psycho and became brainwashed by an elf and gimmel failed at crypto and got offed by us

guess there's not much space for doubt that zayin is unequivocally the best character from the lab human roster

i already commented on SMT1 getting the chaos side better than other games and it goes beyond in SMT2, even gaians are depicted with much less nonsensical aggressiveness

idk what to think abt hiroko, to her credit she's given a lot more dialogue than previous heroines but her relationship with aleph still feels random

out of nowhere we get everyone in the game agreeing they are a couple when there has been no scene whatsoever that even distinguished them going from strangers to barely close to each other which we at least got in SMT1

here's my idea of a retake on belphegor: he doesn't turn him into a bishie or anything and just stays exactly the same except now he's playing on his phone while on the toilet

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hooray we also visit the underworld in smt2!! it's the first time since pretty much the beginning that there are different bgms and graphics altogether, the agony in all those days stuck going through the same reused shit over and over can't be understated

the part where you have to help the japanese deities by building the body of masakado is the worst thing i had to endure in a smt game, even with a guide you just feel like screaming for help

imagine what i went through with MT1 and multiplay by 10 the number of items and locations

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don't you fucking lie to me, this is the nickelodeon slime pool isn't it

OUR WAIFU HECATE HAS RETURNED for both my amusement and dismayal she's the very first boss i got game overs because the bitch drops a lot of instakills

(remember how humans are inherently immune to light in the snes games? basically she's the first boss to act actually smart and go for mudo instead. i had zero protection against it ❤️)

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the animation of some sprites load a bit worse than others but this one takes the cake to the point it hurts my eyes

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i can see why people like to draw aleph with a smiley face, he has a lot of goofy negotiation options lol although in my case i see him as those manly 90s kuudere bishies that unintentionally act like a clown while keeping the serious face

aleph gets church fanboys throwing money all over him while barely trying

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only law gets normal water, if you're neutral you bathe in slime and if you're chaos go straight to the tomato soup

on this matter, i'm not worried about the options i'm picking because this time the most interesting routes for me are either law or chaos so i'm just going with whatever

that being said, this game is -awfully- biased towards law to the point i haven't been able to switch from it even once, the chaos healers are not only harder to find but they only allow your entry if you pay an 1k fee so it's quite an annoying expense in early game

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i'm used to how toned down the series turned out to be in video game form despite the novel it originated from but this scene specifically made me go "ok if this wasn't something tailored to be allowed on a nintendo console You Just Know he would say another word instead of kill"

mind break ntr monster ass

sadly the one (1) r-rated smt with actual eroguro we got doesn't have art done by kaneko but some other rando. it's not that bad-looking compared to other guests artists but 🥺 the one chance kaneko had of going all out… poof

[miens-reading-nook]

Time to Shine by Rachel Reid

Pages: 382 Published: 26 Sep 2023 My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Okay but this is so cute ❤️

Big thanks to NetGalley and Carina Press for the ARC!

I picked this up because I absolutely loved Heated Rivalry and The Long Game, so I knew I was in for a good time no matter what and I was right!! Is it perfect? No. Did I love it anyway? Heck yeah!

The main characters, Casey and Landon, are so lovable. Honestly, it was impossible not to become invested right away.

At the start, idk why, I had the fleeting thought that maybe this was gonna be a bit boring, but a few pages went by and I was 100% dialed in. I can’t find the quote but in the beginning Landon says something about how quickly Casey wins people over despite being a bit “too much” most of the time, and I kid you not, I had to laugh when I realized it happened to me too! I don’t remember my first impression of Casey but all I know is that suddenly I was one of these characters, completely won over by this 23yo golden retriever with adhd who never shuts up.

And Landon!! His sadness, his grief, was so palpable, I just wanted to reach into the pages and hold him, poor kid.

As with the other works I read of this author, what struck me the most was how easily she made me feel all kinds of emotions. I got butterflies in my stomach, I cried, I laughed, all of it. I love when that happens, when the build up to the moment you’ve been waiting for is so well crafted that a few words can give you an adrenaline rush like you’re actually in the room with the characters.

I felt that Time to Shine was well-written, it had the right amount of hockey, the side characters were interesting and multidimensional, and the main couple is absolutely adorable.

The only reason this is more of a 4.5 stars to me instead of 5 despite all the fun I had, is that it’s all a little too perfect. The characters always say the right things, there’s very little conflict and nobody puts their foot in their mouth in a way that is not cute or easily fixed. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, nothing wrong with not having to suffer through the agony of stupid misunderstandings and easily preventable miscommunication, but maybe this story could have done with a bit more depth?

There were a few subjects that I would’ve liked the author to have explored a bit more, if I’m being honest.

Landon’s sexuality (I don’t mean defining it, I mean his journey and his feelings about it), the impact of what happened to Erin on Landon’s family (it was one of the major plot points but then the resolution was a few lines and a hug), the past 8 years of Landon’s life, Casey’s relationship with his family, and more real world consequences to what’s happening around them. It was a little too cute and perfect.

Final thoughts: I loved Casey and Landon’s characterization, their relationship was so funny and I loved the way they talked to each other. There were some killer lines and the love felt so real.

[honeymelonpm]

a small request, yandere Anakin with a reader from earth. like, he crashes here one day and finds reader when he's trying to fix his ship & goes after her to take her away with him maybe, maybe he thought reader was an angel like he thought padme was 🥺❤️

~Angel~

Characters: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Warnings: Yandere

Summary: Anakin stumbles upon a creature he's never seen before after crash landing on Earth.

Requested by this lovely anon!

Note: Words cannot describe how sorry I am that this took so long! 🤍

You had heard the piercing whistle resound through the still night air as ribbons of fierce yellow and orange danced in the dark sky, before a deafening boom shook the ground beneath you. The sky was painted ebony, consuming any wave of light into the night, keeping the crash site hidden from your curious eyes. So instead of investigating an impossible mystery, you fell back asleep in the middle of your overly large mattress, your bare legs tangled amongst the blankets.

Cupping some water in your palms, you splashed the icy water against your face, washing away any thoughts of the previous night. Goosebumps arose all over your naked body as you bathed in the river. You loved nothing more than starting your mornings like this, soaking up the warmth of the sun and awakening yourself in the cold stream.

Relaxing against the stones beneath you, you listened to all you could hear, the steady flow of water running past, birds singing their calls amongst the trees, a distant song of electrical beeps and whistles?

Peering through the surrounding trees, you searched for any sign of company. A few twig snaps followed by a series of beeps and whirrs was enough to have you call an early end to your morning routine.

Pulling yourself up and out of the river stream, you stole the white gown that dangled from a nearby branch and pulled it over your head, letting the thin linen fall over you, soaking up small amounts of water from your skin.

"Artoo?" A deep, smooth voice resonated around you, followed by a strain of whistles.

A metallic gleam of silver danced through the trees, blinding you, before it revealed itself in front of you. A mechanical being meeting the height of your waist, it's top half rotating back and forth as it flashed a circle of blue and red light. You hadn't seen anything like it. Sure you were no stranger to robot vacuums and whatnot, but what stood before you was different in its entirety.

Head spinning, it whirred again before gliding towards you, stumbling back as it did so.

"Go away!" You choked, your bare feet retreating along the rough bark littered on the forest floor.

Despite the droid pausing in place, you continued to stagger backwards, the curve of your back bumping against a large build.

Spinning around, you came face to face with a man before you. His broad chest smothered in layers of black fabric, long chestnut hair curled around his face.

His face was blank, eyes reading you before a mischievous grin appeared.

"And what must you be?" He whispered to himself, eyes searching yours.

"E-excuse me?" You scoffed, taking a step back.

A glimmer of light twinkled in his eye at your response, "You speak my language."

Your hands clutched at the folds of linen that gathered at your waist, "I'm sorry, I must go." Not sparing another moment, you started walking away, before a firm grip took hold of your arm.

Raising your knee to your gut, you threw back your foot, heel colliding with his shin as he shouted in agony, his grip on your arm loosening.

Leaping over the plains of stone, you made haste through the dense woodland, kicking up dirt as you ran before a force tugged at your ankle, your body slamming against the ground in seconds.

You kicked your other foot in an attempt at keeping him away, turning to face him when you couldn't manage to kick at him.

The hem of his ebony robes kissed the dewy blades of grass beneath him, his arm outstretched towards you, the force around your ankle ever increasing.

Heart leaping in your chest, your throat swelled as he stalked towards you, his gaze only softening slightly as he approached you.

Your beauty captured him in a daze from afar, the dimples and ribbons of pink that you wore on your thighs, peaking out from the woven linen, the few strands of hair that refused to relax on your head, the soft contour of your collarbones, he was in awe. He had never seen a creature so perfect, and yet here you were, displayed in the sun as if it were a spotlight.

Proceeding towards you, you almost choked on your words, "No, what are you doing?!"

Towering over you, he lowered himself above you, grazing his knuckles over your temple and along your cheek, an overbearing sense of exhaustion taking over you as any inch of consciousness left your body, your figure falling limp in his hold.

Now he was closer to you than ever before, he took a moment to truly admire you. The fuzz along the back of your neck that was highlighted by the morning sun, the crescent moons that appeared on a select few of your nails, the gentle creases on your lips, you were truly a wonder, and the thought of you had his stomach fluttering.