#the start was so overwhelming cuz i just got slapped in the face w a bunch of new mechanics

[traaanskimkitsuragi]

thronebreaker is sooooo fun

[hearts-4-vicky]

thinking abt Giselle tying up g!p reader to the bed and sitting on your face! Gigi would have to tie your waist down to the bed bc you can’t stop humping the air trying to find any type of release. Gigi would be so mean, suffocating you with her pussy while she degrades you and tells you that you’re not doing it right! Tears would be falling down your cheeks as you mumble out a barely audible apology while you were tongue fucking her hole and sucking on her clit. She would tell you it’s okay because you’re just her dumb baby! When she finally cums in your mouth and all over your face, you feel like you were in heaven! Your eyes rolled back and you came untouched, making a mess of your pelvis! When she got off your face you would tell her thank you with her slick and cum smeared over your face, Gigi would call you a pervert for cumming untouched :( She would stuff your mouth with her lactating tits and ride your overstimulated cock until you were shooting blanks!!

anon, angel, do u wanna kiss????🙏CUZ UR MIND OH MY GOD

warnings: dom! aeri, sub! g!p reader, mommy kink, aeri being mean :(, aeri being kinda nice towards the end?, squirting, overstimulation, face sitting, pussy eating, aeri slaps ur balls, cum eating, lactation, reader is a loser, A BIG LOSER, reader is stupid reader is sensitive asf😭, reader sobs cuz shes a stupid sensitive loser, (y am i bashing reader 🙏💀) pregnancy mentions, aeri takes pics

i feel like gigi would come outta nowhere, full on naked, n ur dick just JUMPS but like cant even blame u🙏 her tits would be leakin a bit, pussy WET n u cant even react bc she just rips off ur clothes n tying u to her bed posts!!!!!! ur so confused cuz shes never did smth like this b4?? “aeri what the fu-“ “shut up whore, its mommy to you.” and suddenly ur mouth is shut (only open to eat mommys pussy😘) and ur thinkin w/ ur dick😝 aeri gets on the bed, pussy hovering over ur face with ur mouth still shut tight, not knowing what to do?? finally, her pussy meets ur lips n u do… nothing??? youve never been with a girl before, only watching twitter porn videos (you can only watch 15 secs b4 ur cock just explodes 💥💥💥💥💥) getting impatient aeri brings one of her hands to your jaw, forcing u to open ur mouth n shes suffocating u with her puffy pussy, grindin on ur mouth, plushy thighs barely able to block out the sounds of aeris moans😍 “Use your- ah- tongue stupid bitch” (im giggling i want her so bad) stickin ur tongue in n out gets aeri to let out a satisfied sigh but she takes notice of the precum leakin out ur tip n starts giggling???

UGHHHH aeri would js be so MEAN to u

“You getting off to this slut? Mommy hasn’t even touched you and you’re already close? Fucking pathetic.” aeri leans over to give your balls a few hard slaps, stopping when ur cock begins to twitch🥺 she moves her hand to the place where your shaft meets your tip and has a firm grip on it, making you whimper and start to sob “You’re stupid if you think you’re gonna cum before me” aeri moans out as she starts to grind harder on your mouth😝 you’re sobbing so loudly now bc ur overwhelmed n aeri is jst being mean to u:((( but ur sobs n whines send vibrations to aeris core n she squirts all over ur face!!!🥺🥺🥺 so focused into her orgasm she lets go of your dick and you cum so violently, humping the air, getting your cum everywhere

aeri gets off you, letting you speak “‘m sorry mommy! p-please! please don’ leave your slut! wan’ taste m-mommy’s milk please….” you sob out, giving into your mommy so easily🥺🥺 aeri doesnt respond as she turns around, slams down on your cock, bouncing up and down quickly, shoving her leakin nipples in your needy mouth🥺 and yeah! she does fuck you til ur shooting blanks into her warm pussy🥺! but since you’re cummin so much she teases you “You, fuck- want mommy to get pregnant baby? You gonna share mommys milk with our baby?” your eyes widen, shaking ur head thats trapped in her tits to protest “Words, baby, mommy wants to hear you use your words” aeri whispers to you, never slowing down her pace❤️ she pulls you away from her spit soaked tits so you can answer “no mommy! don’ wanna- mmh!share your boobs with no one else!!” cumming in the middle of your sentence was so embarrassing for you but aeri didnt care that much💋 she gets off your overstimulated cock, causing you to whine loudly “Oh yeah? With how many times you came in me theres no way we aren’t parents yet. If only there was some way to prevent that…” she trails off before climbing back up so her pussy is near your face again. “Maybe you should be a good little slut and eat your cum out of mommy’s pussy.” aeri smirks seeing you nod vigorously, so cute, all for her🥺

“Good girl” is all aeri needs to say before sitting on your face again, you’re so eager to eat her again! even if you’re eating your own cum in the process!! aeri can’t help but snap a few pics of you being so pussy drunk and sends them to the aespa group chat🥺 not even a minute goes by before she gets a notification from the gc,

“Aeri-unnie, can we share her? please?:(“

“Ofc ning❤️ come home quick k?”

I WAMT HER SO ABDF OH MY GOD ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

anyway first ask done😍❤️

bye my loves stay safe💋💋💋

[daddy-suguru]

head empty just geto fucking it up with (mutual) morning head maybe a lil bratty reader cuz i k n o w he a lil teasing Fuck w gigatron cock 🥵💦

𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖…nsfw

𝕔/𝕨…throat fucking, oral, somnophilia, mean!dom!suguru, brat!sub!reader

𝕒/𝕟… I just know Suguru would wake up next to you and just be hoping you give him the chance to punish you. Suguru favorite type of sub would definitely be the bratty type with a ego, Satoru

The overwhelming pleasure, as your reach your high and wake up at the same time. Suguru is smirking against your pussy, as he keeps playing with your clit despite your cries of,

“It’s too much, too too much.” You words slurring as you are unable to gather yourself, as you end up repeat yourself.

Even as you try and jerk your hips away from his relentless tongue and thumb. Suguru doesn’t stop lapping at your sweet, tangy juices as you try and jerk your hips away. Only for Sug’ to pull your hips back with his other hand. As he looks up at you and moans, too proud of himself.

“Suuuuugummmm-ah!” A cry of his name becomes an moan a second high is rapidly building. As you grab the pillow to try and muffle your face he harshly slaps your left cheek.

“Asshole!” You call him and Sugur is quick to pull away and slap your pussy twice. Before reaching up grabbing your hair and pulling you as you claw at his grip. And open your mouth to curse him out again when Suguru shoves his cock in your mouth.

“If you don’t want to say anything nice then we can put your mouth to better use.” Suguru says thrusting his cock deep into your throat and holding your head down to hear you gag.

“Princess you sound better gagging on my cock,” using the grasp he has on your head he guides your head. As spit starts dripping out of the corner of your mouth and running down your cheeks.

“I woke you up by eating your beautiful pussy out since you woke me up by moaning my name in your sleep. And you decided to be a lil’ brat. Fortunately I woke up wanting fo bully you.” Suguru starts moving his hips in time with moving your head. With little regard to the way you gag around him, as tears being to run down your cheeks.

“Your fucking lucky that I let you spend the night instead of kicking you out when I got what I wanted. I decide to be nice and that was how I was repaid? I’m an asshole?” Suguru asks as he pulls your cock out of your mouth and slapping you hard across the face before shoving his cock back down your mouth.

Through tears you can see Suguru as he tilts his head back and he lips his mouth fall open. His dark hair is hanging past his shoulders as he uses your mouth for his own pleasure.

“After this your going to make me breakfast whilst wearing a vibrator and a plug. And if you dare fucking cum there won’t be enough begging you could do to get out of punishment.” Suguru tells you, as he looks down, his dark eyes tracing down the shape of your figure.

“You going to look so cute in the apron I got for you. And the new collar I got for you.” Suguru pulls his cock out and yanks your head back spitting on your face. And holding your nose shut as you stick your tongue out, breathing like Suguru taught you to.

“That’s right I’m officially collaring your bratty ass. Your mine to use. If I’m not mean to you then who else is going to bully you enough to keep your in check. You’d be a menace to society without me.” Suguru slaps his cock on your bottom lip.

Shoving his cock back into your throat, as you grab into his thighs to steady yourself better.

“Look at your crying from barely being able to take my cock down your throat. I bet your pussy is fucking dripping from me using your mouth like it’s a flesh light.” Suguru groans with a large smirk.

m.list

[sansbun]

Genre : smut (not the soft kind)

Pairing : wooyoung x g.n reader

Word count : I’m bad at estimating

Warning : degradation, exhibitionism/public sex, blow job, school themes, little kinky, a tease wooyoung. See what I did there? ;)

You look over to the round clock at the top of your classroom, clearly bored to death. This history class has been taking ages. You could swear it felt like 3 hours, however the clock seemed to be showing no progress, saying it’s apparently been only 15 minutes.

“This. is. literal. hell.” You groan rolling your eyes, taking in the figure of your boyfriend sitting next to you silently. His eyes glued to the projector, watching oh so intently, just as if it was the newly released marvel movie, or something actually interesting.

It was cute though, you had to admit. Seeing him focused like that, and actually finally quiet for once. But something in you wanted to play with the vulnerable state that he was in. You tested the waters by resting your hand on his thigh, grinning to yourself when you got no response from him, apart from him flashing you a warm little smile, quickly reverting his attention back to the screen in the front of the room.

You slowly lean in pressing gentle little kisses to the side of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent as he shivered under your touch momentarily.

“W-What are you doing?” He asked with a smile evident on his now pink flushed face, attention still on the damn, boring document. Ugh this boy.

“Shhh, it’s nothing big. I’m just.. a little bit bored.” You pout trailing open mouth kisses up the column of his neck making him lean back, giving you better access. “Bingo.” You got him where you wanted, his body asking for more, as if his face wasn’t on hot fire.

“Y/N, there’s people here! They will see-“ he let out a shaky breath, leaning into your touch nonetheless.

“But I’m not doing anything, woo.” You grin laying your tongue flat against his plush skin, giving it a painfully slow, long lick. He shivers letting out a audible shaky breath as he grips your hand under the table. You thought he was just gonna to squeeze your hand to prevent any noise or attention, knowing how noisy he could get. Oh boy, were you wrong.

His hand made its way to your wrist pressing your palm flat over the forming bulge in his trousers, showing you just how much your wet kisses on his sensitive neck affected him and his senses. “Woo-“

“Didn’t you say just you’re not doing anything bad? Well, how about you start?” Right before you could ask any questions, he hushed you by leaning closer to whisper in your ear. “Yeah, sucking on my neck is nice and all, but why don’t you give my sweet cock a little attention too?” He smirked unzipping his pants, pulling them down just enough for him to pull his boxers down, gripping his his semi-hard cock tightly.

“But woo- we’re in the middle of class.” You mumble, thoughts getting foggy as you’re way too overwhelmed by the amount of lust, slight fear and excitement of getting caught. Just the sight of his cock alone is more then enough to pull out a moan from you, immidiately bending over in your seat as you tried your best not to get caught by anyone.

“Open up, doll.” He gripped his cock in one hand, pumping it a few times before sliding it along your lips, grabbing a fist full of your hair as you slid down his length wasting no time. You swirled your tongue around his tip hungrily, quietly mewling at the taste.

“Fuck, you’re such a little slut for me... so hungry for my cock even in public, aren’t you? What if someone sees you, hm?“ he whispered low just for you to hear, encouraging you to trace your tongue against the protruding vein on his thick shaft, earning a soft groan from him. “Shh woo-“ you slid your lips off his length to shush him, just to have your head pushed back instantly, making you gag on him involuntary.

“Stupid, little whore. Did I say you could fucking stop?” His grip on your hair tightened, pushing your head down further as he controlled your movements, fucking your little throat. You tried your best to take him all, moans accidentally slipping past your lips from the way your mouth was so full with his cock.

“Shut up, someone will hear you!” You ignored his words, too focused on giving him pleasure, not caring if anyone heard or saw you at this point.

“Shh baby, stop.” He whispered as his hand travelled down your back, soothing it with his palm. You tried your best to quiet down and obey his request, but feeling him twitch inside your mouth made you lose it. You hollowed your cheeks, sucking on his cock faster, feeling drool drip down your lips into him.

“Y/N, are you okay?” He whispered shaking you, confusing the hell out of you. Why tf is he asking you that? He literally just asked you to suck him off.

You knit your brows in frustration, peeking your eyes open to look at him. but wait, Why is his cock not in your face? Wait wait. Why is he sitting beside me? Huh? Why is he looking at me like that-

“Are you okay? You were literally moaning my name in your sleep. You should of seen yourself!” He laughs loudly, slapping your shoulder in the process.

“I should of relized it was a damn dream, cuz you were too fucking quiet for it to be real. Fuck you!” You glare at him, who’s grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh. How I’d love to fuck you, baby. But it seems like I’ve already done that in your dream.” He chuckled gripping your chin, using his thumb to collect the pile of drool dripping down the corner of your lips presssing it against your bottom lip, shoving it back inside your mouth for you to suck on. “Now lets not forget your place, hm? Little doll.”

[pinkykitten]

Shy Love

Neil Melendez x female! reader

Genre: comedy, angst, prompt, romance, fluff 

Words: 2,304 (ok where did she come out of ?)

Request: By anon Could you do a Melendez x reader oneshot where at the hospital he’s the most shy person he’s ever seen but he happened to see her out and she’s totally different like loud and reckless and stuff, and he can’t decide which side of her he loves more and confesses

and another anon hiii idk if you’re taking requests but if you could do a neil melendez x reader fic w/ angst prompts 7 and 11 I’d be the happiest!!! (like mostly angst but ending with fluff if that makes sense)

Prompts: 7 -  “you should’ve said that yesterday.” 11 -  “it’s over, it’s done, just leave it be.”

Authors Note: MiX iT aLl ToGeThEr AnD yOu KnOw ThAt It’S tHe BeSt Of BoTh WoRlDSs!!!!!!! if you didnt get by the song i mixed two requests cuz why not but this one has a lot to do w walmart and like its funny and silly but then super angsty and gets rlly in the feels,,like its a whole lot but i love my boo sm he is lemonade

“Y/N, how would you like to join us? We’re going to the bar when our shift is over,” Neil asked you with dreamy eyes. His hand resting on your shoulder. Neil was always trying to bring you out of your shell and make you associate with your coworkers. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to gather with your workmates its you were shy around them. With your friends from your hometown they knew how odd you were and would never judge you or dislike you but all these doctors you knew were way more mature than you. They had their life figured out and you were worried they wouldn’t like the real you and who you really are. 

You grabbed all your books that you were going to study that night for a patient of yours and carried your bag.��“Thanks for the invite, but I think I’m going to call it a night.” You said with a small voice, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek. 

“You sure?” Neil smirked.

You waved, “bye Neil.”

Neil shook his head at you declining his offer. All he wanted was to have a night out with you. He wanted to get to know you better.

As you stepped out of the hospital your phone buzzed with a call. You chuckled as you saw the caller ID display your friend and roommate's name. 

“Yes, Janelle?” 

“Girl, meet me at Walmart! They got the good stuff you like so much on sale.” She was sparking with such enthusiasm for something so mellow. 

Giggling you put your friend on speaker as you started your car, “I think you’re the only person I know that gets excited for Walmart.”

“I thought since you’re always so busy-”

You rolled your e/c eyes, “here we go again! Always the same topic of conversation. I’m sorry I’m over here saving lives!”

“I’m just saying I barely see you anymore. I miss you. I want to know whats going on with your life. Any guys? Lets just hang out for a little bit, please.” 

You felt bad, your friend sounded lonely and you could go for some best friend advice and love at this moment. “Sure, why not? I’m coming over! Order me something from McDonald’s okay? I’m starving.”

Janelle laughed loudly on the other end.

The burger hit the spot of your hunger. You licked your lips and wiped your fingers. 

“Do you think we need more of this?” Janelle pulled out the coffee creamer from the milk aisle. 

“Yes,” you said with a definite answer. “You drank all of the other one?”

Janelle looked at you bashfully, “oops, that was me?”

“Oops, that was me?” You repeated sarcastically. “Of course that was you. I barely get to drink coffee creamers anymore. I now drink that dark stuff at work.”

“Right, work. So how’s that Melendez doctor?”

You almost choked right there. People were eyeing you as you playfully slapped your friend in embarrassment. “Janelle! What if he’s here?”

“Honey, he probably shops at Whole Foods not at some Walmart, okay. Besides why are you so secretive about him?”

You waved your hands in front of your face to try hide your bashful expression, “Because, he’s so handsome and more mature than me. He has his whole life figured out. I’m still living off of Ramen while he probably eats with Beyonce!”

“Oh, someone has a crush! And he’s rich!”

You put bread in the cart and almost knocked the cart into an old woman, “Just because he may be rich, Janelle, doesn’t mean that’s the most important thing. But yes, Neil Melendez may be rich.” 

Your best friend and wing girl squealed louder than a pig. “Oh my God! You like him! You like him! You like him! Why don’t you just ask him out then? You are so pretty, he’d probably say yes.”

“That’s the problem. He may say yes. It’s not definite. I’m, I’m too afraid. It doesn’t matter. We are just coworkers he’s my boss and we have a professional relationship, nothing more.”

“Alright, I won’t push it anymore.” Janelle grew a big, evil, smile on her face. She skipped behind you and pushed you in the shopping cart. 

You screamed loud and whipped your head around to her, “what are you doing Janelle?”

“You’re too stressed out Y/N. Let loose. It’s time we have fun.” Janelle didn’t even give you enough time to interject because she was already speeding down the shopping lanes. She pushed you faster and faster. 

At first you were afraid but then the adrenaline got to you and you started laughing. She poured chip bags and bags of marshmallows on you to replicate rain. She twirled the cart and your cheery cackles were heard through out the whole store. 

This is what you meant. You could be a silly willy with your best friend and people that knew you. But you were too shy and afraid to reveal your fun self to others but more to Neil. You were frightened he would say you were too stupid for him or that you were not serious enough. Neil meant so much to you that you were always shy around him. You liked him so much and you never wanted to jeopardize your relationship you have with him. 

What you didn’t know was Neil did indeed shop at Walmart and he was doing some last minute shopping. 

He was peering at a bag of pistachios when he could of sworn he heard your shrieks. He paid no attention to it at first until he heard your voice nearby. It couldn’t have been you! No, not shy, flustered, Y/N. Neil turned the corner and was met with the surprise of you dancing in the shopping cart. He was a bit confused. You were always shy around him when Neil would talk and hang out with you. It was a complete 180. Who was this person? He couldn’t help but smile. You looked so adorable and cute having fun. You were being a ball of excitement. So different than how he knew you or what he thought he knew. He loved how sweet you were when you were shy but you seemed more happy now. He loved the real you. Neil even found himself getting jealous. Why didn’t you show your true, inner self to him? Were you afraid of him? He wanted to know everything about you and he felt like he didn’t know you at all. His smile started to disappeared. Neil didn’t think. Before he knew it he was making his way towards you and your roommate. 

“Hello Y/N,” Neil created a fake grin. 

You were completely horrified. Your heart pounded vigorously. Was he watching you this whole time? He probably thought you were being absurd. At once all the nerves consumed you. You became speechless. You were so embarrassed! You quickly hopped out of the cart and sheepishly put your hands behind your back. “H-hey Doctor Melendez. I didn’t know you shop here?”

“It’s Walmart. I hope I can shop here.”

Your eyes bugged out of your head. 

“What my friend means is that you look rich and so handsome that we suspected you might shop at places like Whole Foods and what not.” Janelle saved your butt.

Neil chuckled, “no, I need my junk food.” He then eyed you. “Saw you having fun here.”

You looked down, scared for his talk. 

“Why don’t I ever see this side of you? I think you should let that fire out more at work in front of all of us. I think its cute.” He winked at you as he walked away. 

“Oh my God Janelle,” you fell against the cart, leaning against it. “I think I just died. That was so embarrassing!”

Janelle danced around you, “are you serious? He said you were cute! Agh, I wish a guy would say that about me!”

“I’m so glad that’s over.”

It wasn’t over. Far from it.

Neil couldn’t sleep that night. He was angry and jealous. He wanted to start a relationship with you but he didn’t even know who you were. How was it going to work? He didn’t understand why you kept who you were away from him? Do you hate him that much?

Neil paged you and texted you that he needed to discuss something with you, asap the next day at work.

Your bones shook like a tree. You were more than nervous, you were petrified. Was this about the fiasco at Walmart or was this something more? Neil meant so much to you, you didn’t want to ruin what you two already had. 

You knocked on the door to a vacant room. You saw Neil sitting at the table through the glass windows. 

“Come in,” he said loud for you to hear. 

You walked in slowly. 

“Please sit.”

You sat, biting your lip. You played with your fingers awaiting the blow. 

“I just want to say I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to meet with me but I wanted to discuss something that’s been bothering me.”

“Yes.”

“I thought I knew you. I don’t know why but when I saw you having fun yesterday my heart hurt. It’s weird to explain.” Neil rubbed his temples, clearly this was effecting him. “I fell asleep that night thinking about you.”

“About me?” You felt flustered. 

Neil heard how that sounded and quickly tried to save himself from the grave he dug himself, “please, let me rephrase that. What I mean is, I know you for being this quiet, shy woman and who I saw yesterday was this outspoken, fun, burst of fire. Why is there such a change?”

You were afraid he was going to bring it up. You felt hot. You weren’t really sure how you were going to respond. “I don’t know.” You became shy. 

“I just don’t understand why you are so...afraid of me? Have I done something to scare you?”

“It’s not you okay,” you were becoming overwhelmed. Why did he have to bring up something you were insecure about? Why couldn’t he just let it go? “It’s me. I just I don’t-”

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I just want a complete honest answer. I don’t want you to dislike me. Please tell me what happened.”

You wanted to shut out everything. You were self conscious of your personality. You felt like crying. You stared at your hands and wanted to be sucked in a hole. Your lips trembled as a tear fell.

Neil saw that and felt like a monster. “I’m sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to-”

You wiped your tears away and stood up, “You said enough. It’s over, it’s done, just leave it be.” You were about to leave but entered the room again. “I’m insecure about myself and I don’t like the real me. I’m afraid you won’t like who I am because I really like you Neil. I hide because who I really am is this crazy, reckless person. I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. I’m sorry I’m weird.” You walked away leaving Neil feeling defeated and hating himself because all he wanted to do was tell you how he truly felt. 

It was the next day and you were swallowed up in your blanket, eating ice cream and watching rom cons that were too good to be true. You felt hollow. You thought you maybe had a chance with Neil but he hated you and found you unattractive. 

Janelle came in with a guilty look on her face, “it’s okay babes.” She hugged you tight. “If he doesn’t love you then he doesn’t deserve you because you are a gorgeous thing.” She smiled trying to make you laugh. 

You chuckled weakly and cried into Janelle’s shoulder feeling like a glob rather than a person. “I even told him how I felt.”

There was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it.” You slipped on your slippers and walked around the apartment gloomy. You opened the door and standing there was Neil holding a bouquet of roses. “Oh its you.” You threw the door in his face. 

“Please Y/N I really need to talk to you.”

Janelle turned you around like a mother, “go talk to him. Now.”

You groaned as you met with Neil’s body. “What do you want?”

“I wanted to apologize for the way I acted towards you yesterday. It was wrong and I am very sorry. I was being stupid. I was jealous because I wanted you to be yourself around me. I wanted to know how adorable you act and I want to push you in a cart. I want to have those fun moments with you because you are special Y/N. You have this beautiful, amazing personality that lights up the room and that makes me feel giddy. I’m a complete idiot for treating you like how I did but Y/N I like you. I like you a lot. I would love to take you on a date like a gentleman because you deserve the best. These are for you.” He handed you the roses. 

You were speechless, mouth agape as you stared at this man completely smitten with you and confessing. You smelled the roses and smiled, “they smell amazing. Thank you.”

“Phew, I’m glad you liked them because I was really nervous you were allergic or something-”

You pulled Neil’s collar and gave him a big kiss. It was sensual and perfect. It wasn’t too quick but not too long. Both lips moved in perfect sync. “You should’ve said that yesterday.”

“I really should of if I was going to get that outcome.”

Janelle started clapping in the background like a victorious warrior. “Amazing! So when’s the wedding?”

(ENDING A/N: i’m not sponsored by walmart sAdly i swear hhhhh)

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[after-hour-writings]

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a Dadsona who is a war veteran? And lives off of government money cuz of wounds and scars he got in the military (since in game Dadsona just kinda chills out in his most of the time) If writing all those dad's reacts is too hard Robert 'Bobert' Small would be ideal thank you!

I read my notes again and this one got a little bit more melancholy than my previous works and I have no idea what part of my brain saw your ask and decided that this was the time to for scar-worship.

Dads w/war veteran dadsona

Robert: At the beginning he didn’t give much thought on what you did for a living. But before your third date he started to worry he was keeping you up and disturbing you work, but time-wise it worked out pretty well for your first dates. If you’re not shy about showing off your scars . no matter how many times you tell him he doesn’t have to do that, he’d just be too busy tracing them with his hands to pay attention what you’re saying.He likes to remind you how brave you are while doing so. If you don’t believe him when he tells you this, then be prepared for him to just double his efforts and there is no stopping this man when he sets his mind on something. Mary often congratulates you after getting Robert to go to a formal event, even if she knows the driving force behind that was seeing you in uniform. 

Damien: Is it even possible for this man to swoon more. Apparently yes it is.You could almost see the hearts in his eyes when you show him your scars. Like Robert he’d love tracing them with his fingers, but he leaves feather light kisses on them and telling you how he loves them, because they’re just extra proof of how strong you truly are and he won’t hear any objections. No matter how many times you tell him to stop the sweet talking, he won’t stop. He’ll only increase it and add some more mushy compliments for extra effectiveness.     

Mat: He got worried the first time he noticed that you might not have a job. You kept hanging out at the coffee spoon almost as much as he did, and he owned it.When he asked you about it, you ended up talking about your history in the military for the duration of his breaks that day. He might not relate to a lot of things you tell him, but he’s a great listener and is always ready with a cup of tea when you’re feeling overwhelmed and want to talk. He’s a great calming presence in your life and if you suffer from nightmares he’ll play a gentle tune on his guitar for you to help you sleep. You might stress over it in the morning when he has to drink more coffee than usual, but to him it’s all worth it to see the serene smile on your face before you fall asleep.   

Craig: It took him a hot minute to recognize you.He knew you were deployed after you two drifted apart, but the last time he had seen you, you were still young and dreamy eyed. Those same eyes were still there, but they looked so much more tired. The reality of it all slapped him right across the face the moment he realized that you were really in front of him. He was so busy taking you in that he only realized that the teenager next to you was Amanda. When he last saw her she was Rivers age and now she was big enough to wear Alex’ old jacket. Be prepared for a long chat, because he wants to now everything that’s happened since you last saw each other. He harbors some guilt over not being there for you when you needed a friend, but both of you agree that you should focus on the present and make up for lost time. To see his now scarred best friend holding his youngest daughter and making her laugh with funny faces never fails to melt his heart. 

Joseph: He learns about your situation pretty quick after meeting you.It comes to light during your awkward first meeting, but it was dulled by the rest of the mess you called a conversation. He’s occupation has made him a great listener and can be very sympathetic. If you ever want a break from the stress that comes with being a veteran, he’ll take you out on the open water with his yacht. Just listen some Jimmy Buffet and forget about your worries and focus on the sunset. You are altogether beautiful my darling; there is no flaw in you. He likes to remind you of gods love and how you’ve done so well with your choices. Some of the church might not take it so well that he divorced his wife and is now dating a man, but he brings up the fact that they were just telling people that they should respect veterans and that manages to shut them up for a while. 

Hugo: He knew about your situation through Amanda. She has done many school projects about your situation and they’ve all been very touching pieces. He’s read many books and seen many documentaries about war, but he can admit that he isn’t an expert on the matter. He does his best to apply his knowledge to help you with the problems that life causes. If you want to really impress him just show off some of the skills you learned from the army. If you managed to maintain the physical fitness from the force he’ll be thrilled to have someone to wrestle with. He also loves it when you pin him so effortlessly. He’ll lay down with you for hours and wax poetic about your scars if you let him, but usually either you or him end up falling asleep in your embrace. If you want to just sit next to him while he reads his current book out loud to you, he’d be very compliant.   

Brian: Likes to remind you that you don’t always have to be the strong guy by lifting you into a bridal carry. He himself isn’t very good with his words, but you can tell his always genuine with his support. If you ever have an attack or feel too stressed out he’ll scoop you into a bear hug and kiss the top of your head. He’ll whisper comforting words and won’t let go until you’re feeling better. If you’re not standing up, you can be sure Maxwell is going to be joining this cuddle party. If you’re ever feeling insecure about your scars, he’ll show you his stretch scars. He knows it’s not exactly the same thing, but it’s his way of telling you he would never judge your scars. 

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Down With The Rickness; Ch1: Such Small Hands

Summary: Nova keeps having nightmares after her attack by Ryan so Beth and Rick go on a little bit of a deep-diving expedition to figure out if they can figure out what's wrong with that poor girl, aside from the obvious.

A/N: You like italics? Cuz here's a bunch of freaking italics because I set a precedent that dreams happen in italics and this whole goddamn chapter is about dreams so if I go back on that now then what do I even stand for anymore? CW: Dream shenanigans with very dark tones.  Pairing: Rick Sanchez/Reader Word Count: 6542

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~Rick In The Water~

|Rick In The Water - Ch11: Exit Wounds|

I was back in my house, preparing dinner. A form-fitting black 50’s style dress, specifically bought for me by Ryan, hugged my curves with a long white apron to protect it from any ricochet while I worked.  It would be my head if I ruined this dress, Ryan had his boss coming for dinner after all. I brought the finished meal out to the dining room, taking a moment to mourn the mounted heads from my previous acts of insolence before I finished straightening the cutlery one last time. Once everything was perfectly set, I slipped out of my dress, folding it neatly on my chair before climbing up onto the table to lie nude on the large serving dish at the center of the table just before Ryan and his boss entered, eyeing me hungrily. I closed my eyes, praying they would make it quick. Ryan’s eyes traced over my submissive form, sharpening his carving knife as he explained to his boss the true delicacy he would be treated to tonight. There was nothing quite like a quiet and submissive wife. His eyes glittered with malice as he drove it sharply into my stomach. I gasped at the pain, earning a backhanded slap for my interruption. Tears welled at the stinging in my cheek and the searing pain in my gut but it was all pain I had experienced time and time again. Ryan moved further up my body, slicing off a breast for his boss, insisting it was the finest cut. I was silent this time and in return, he curled his hand in my hair in praise. He looked me over malevolently one last time before raising the blade over my head and bringing it down sharply as I let out a scream of anguish.

“Nova, baby, you’re okay,” a familiar gruff voice soothed me, holding me in their arms we rocked back and forth. “Sweetheart, I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you ever again, I promise.”

“R-Ryan…” I croaked, my cheeks soaked with tears, “H-He-”

“Baby, I know.” The voice sounded strangled as the hair was moved from my eyes, wiping away my tears as he did. My eyes finally opened and I found Rick above me, staring off ahead of him as he continued to sway back and forth. “My poor sweet girl.”

“R-Rick?” Convinced he was just another dream, I extended my hand out to him, caressing his face gently as he nuzzled into my palm. I guided him down to me, pressing my lips to his desperately. I could taste the vodka on his breath as he pulled me closer, his passion getting the better of him. I missed this, I missed the taste of him but I was surprised it was coming across so vividly in a dream.

“Oh, Nova,” he cooed, pressing his forehead to mine when our lips broke apart, “Nova, I’m so sorry.”

“R-Rick?” I asked again, willing my limbs to move, “Are you really here?”

“I’m here, Nova. You were crying in your sleep again. I-I j-just wanted to h-help.” He brushed my hair down again, marveling down at me.

“W-Will you stay?” I asked hesitantly, finally sitting up to look at him through sleepy eyes.

He shifted nervously, looking around before nodding sharply. He kicked off his shoes and hung his jacket on the hook on the back of the door before climbing into bed with me. Holding out his arm as an invitation, I threw him the remote before crawling in next to him and nuzzling into his chest. The smell of him, alcohol, his aftershave, and a dull burning smell, overwhelmed my senses and allowed me to relax into him. He flipped through the channels, cursing himself for not putting an interdimensional cable box in here for me. He settled on a cartoon about a grey alien, absently playing with my hair as he chuckled at the TV.

“H-Hard to believe that this is the f-first time we’ve actually done this, i-isn’t it?” He murmured, twirling a long strand around his finger gently.

“Don’t know why we waited so long,” I told him, yawning before snuggling closer as he pulled me in tight. “A-Are you going to be here when I wake up?”

“Of course baby, of course.”

*+*

Trees surrounded us, accompanied only by the moonlight, offering just enough poor visibility to offer us the privacy we so desperately craved. Rick’s hands searched me desperately, trying their hardest to know every inch and every curve as they inched further down my waistline. My hands cupped his face, bringing it to mine to taste him. A small snap registered on my radar but Rick continued his full-body exploration, his mouth leaving mine to trail down my neck. My back arched at the sensation, offering more of my body to him in exchange for the feel of his skin on mine never ending. He took the trade eagerly, ripping my shirt open to continue his kisses further down, stopping abruptly above my navel.

“N-Nova, what happened?” he asked fearfully, his eyes darting up to mine before shooting back down. My insides were on display for the world to see, a large gaping wound framing them.

“It’s okay, my love,” I assured him softly, leaning forward again to pick up where he left off. He recoiled back, pulling away from me completely as he stared at me, completely horrified.

“B-Baby, I’m sorry,” he confessed, pulling a dripping blade from behind him, “I’ll just have to be more careful next time.”

“It’s not your fault, my love,” I cooed, kissing his face, moving slowly back to his mouth.

He returned the kiss this time, laying me back and hovering over me. I could feel him encapsulating me, his warmth and presence taking precedence over my own and I just wanted more. He had pulled away for just a moment to survey the sight lying beneath him, a look of sadness covering his features when a large wooden spike pierced him through his stomach. A warm spray coated me as I screamed in horror and he was lifted off of me to reveal a large shadowed figure. I screamed in horror for Rick, desperately reaching out for him to pull him back to me. The figure tossed Rick’s corpse carelessly to the side and took up his place over my now cowering form. I tried to crawl back, do anything I could to get away from him because at this distance I could see the form was Ryan. His eyes glittered with that same malicious glint as he pulled out another long wooden spike from behind him.

“I told you (Y/N), he can’t save you.” In one swift movement, he plunged the stake into my chest, cackling as my screams echoed around the trees.

“RICK!” I screamed as I shot up straight, feeling around my chest desperately for the wound that had felt so real just moments ago. My room was painfully empty, though a warmth beside me assured me it hadn’t been for long. A portal opened directly in the center and Rick stepped through, a concerned look on his face.

“N-Nova, I’m sorry,” he sputtered, looking me over regretfully. A sudden knock on the door startled us both and I hadn’t even fully recovered before Beth pushed her way in surveying the room defensively. Once she realized there was no immediate threat, she let out a long sigh of relief before rushing to my side.

“Nova! Sweetie, are you okay?” she asked as she sat down on the bed. I nodded quickly, but she didn’t seem to believe my lie. She pulled me into her embrace, rocking back and forth and carrying me along at a soothing pace.

“Dad, you have to do something, there has to be something you can do to help her with these nightmares.”

“I-I don’t know, I mean- I could go into them- try to quell the fear but I don’t know how much good it would do,” he offered, looking at me as if for permission. I couldn’t quite meet his gaze, my hands still searching desperately for the ghost of a wound that I could still feel.

“Au-Aunt Nova, are you okay?” Morty asked, peeking his head around the door.

“I’m fine kiddo,” I told him, my voice betraying me as it trembled.

“M-Morty, I need you to go get the inception transceivers, top shelf of my garage. Should be the first box, second drawer,” he listed off carefully, growing more and more frustrated as the boy stayed rooted to the spot.

“I-I don’t know if th-that’s such a good idea, R-Rick,” he admitted hesitantly, “A-Aren’t those dangerous?”

“Do you want to help your Aunt or not, Morty?” Rick growled, standing up menacingly and towering over the boy.

“W-We almost died last time a-and if R-Ryan is in there- I just don’t think it’s a good idea,” he continued despite the growing waver in his voice.

“W-We’ll be fine Morty,” Rick told him dismissively as he turned back to me. “You’ll have to go back to sleep but I’ll be there a-and I’ll protect you.”

“R-Rick-” Morty started again, earning him a frustrated growl from his grandfather.

“Dad, if Morty doesn’t want to go, let me,” Beth offered, cutting off Rick from launching into another tangent, “You got to have all the fun last time, I’ve always wanted a chance to give that piece of shit what’s been coming to him-”

“N-No, Beth,” I injected, blushing furiously as the first half of my most recent dream flashed before my eyes. “I-I don’t want you t-to see.”

“What? Do you have dreams about Dad?” She asked, her eyes growing wide before returning to steely resolve. “It’s fine Nova, I promise, I’m not going to judge you.”

“Rick-”

“Nova, no, I’m going. You and Dad need my help,” she declared.

My eyes darted between Rick and Beth, trying desperately to get him to convince her otherwise, to no avail. I slumped back onto my bed, crossing my arms as Rick sent Morty to fetch the dream inceptor. He and Beth started discussing logistics, things to know and things to remember as I sat in my slump. It wasn’t so much that I didn’t want Beth’s help but I also didn’t want her going through my subconscious and deriving meaning where there was none.

“Morty said it’s dangerous.” I tried to reason with them, cutting through their conversation.

Beth eyed me carefully before standing up abruptly and leaving the room, presumably to go change out of her pajamas and into something more suitable for an adventure. Rick looked over at me, observing me carefully before sitting down on the bed next to me.

“N-Nova-”

“Rick, I don’t care what she says, I don’t want her going through my dreams. I don’t want you to either for that matter.” I huffed. “Not only that, but Morty said it’s dangerous. What am I supposed to do if something bad happens to you- What if Ryan kills the two of you again?”

“Nova, you need to trust us. These dreams aren’t going to stop until we sort them out and work through them with you. It’s just a lot easier to do that from inside,” he insisted. “There is nothing in your head that’s going to make me think any less of you.”

“You say that now…” I trailed off, looking back down at my hands. “It’s just incredibly personal, promise me that you won’t make fun of me for anything you see in there.”

“I don’t know what kind of man you take me for Nova,” he grumbled, giving me a sarcastic smile. “Look, I promise on pain of death, unless I see something that’s truly funny like an elephant riding a unicycle, nothing I see in your head will be the butt of a joke. You can trust me.” I didn’t respond but nodded softly and rested my head on his shoulder. “I just want to help you, I didn’t before but I’m going to now.”

“You really have to stop beating yourself up over that,” I told him flatly, rolling my eyes and pulling away. “It’s over now. I’m here, Madi’s here and he’s not. I’m not mad at you for it. You came through for me in the end.”

It was his turn to stay silent as he stared at the wall, completely lost in his thoughts. Beth and Morty returned finally, Morty wearing an apprehensive look that probably mirrored mine as Beth looked me over, a little more excited than she probably meant.

“Mom, you know you can die in there right?” Morty reminded her again, staring at the box nervously.

“It’s going to take a lot more than some wife-beating bitch to kill me,” she assured her son darkly, reaching out for the box. She looked up at me from the box expectantly as though I was supposed to pass out immediately.

“You do realize I literally just woke up, right?” I reminded her, annoyed at her eagerness to go digging around in my dreams.

“Shit, I didn’t even think of that,” Rick swore, tearing out of the room in a hurry. He returned holding a small can of aerosol, the sight alone had me crawling up the bed away from him.

“R-Rick, no. Every time that shit’s been used on me things have not ended well,” I reminded him darkly.

“Nova, it’s okay,” he assured me again, “I’m not some mourning Rick or some psychopathic Morty-”

“Wait, what?” Beth cut in, confused.

“Just trust me,” he cooed softly. I sighed again, relaxing back onto the bed as he sprayed the aerosol in my face, knocking me out again.

+Rick+

I watched dutifully over Nova as she slept, waiting for her eyelids to start moving, signaling she’d finally entered her REM sleep. In the meantime Beth busied over her, making sure she was perfectly comfortable. Trying to do anything that could kill time, she even gathered her laundry and started a load. I could feel my frustration growing but Beth was going to be a hell of a lot more help than Morty.

“She’s ready,” I announced as Beth started reorganizing Nova’s underwear drawer. She leapt up eagerly, extending her hand out for one of the receptors. I withheld it a moment, much to her frustration.

“Come on Dad, she’s not going to be asleep forever,” she complained, holding her hand out again more forcefully.

“I don’t care what you see in there, do not make fun of Nova for it,” I growled darkly, giving her a serious look.

“I wouldn’t-”

“I wasn’t saying you would, I was saying don’t,” I told her flatly. She groaned but nodded, extending her hand again. This time I relented with one last serious look, placing the master inceptor in Nova’s ear and a receiver in my own. I turned the dial, collapsing back onto the bed with Nova as Beth slid against the wall.

A long corridor surrounded us and it took me a moment to realize we were in her house if it was as long as a football field. I looked around for Nova, surprised not to find her in the immediate vicinity.

“Where is she?” Beth asked, reading my mind as she searched the hallway for her friend.

“She’s got to be nearby. These things are supposed to drop us right into what she’s experiencing.” I told her, yanking the closest door open. I cringed at the sight within, finding a grisly scene of Nova’s dismembered corpse with Ryan, Madi, Beth and even myself taking our pieces for ourselves. I shut the door quickly, shuddering.

“She really feels that torn apart?” Beth asked, still staring at the door in horror.

“Dreams take feelings and overdramatize them, I wouldn’t try to devise too much serious meaning from anything you see. It’s just her mind’s way of processing things.”

She didn’t say anything else, pulling open another door to yet another grisly sight. This time Nova was strapped into a large bondage cross, her head dangling downward. Another dead Nova. I pulled the door shut again as Ryan lumbered over to her menacingly, stepping out of his pants. The next door held another Nova, firmly secured to a large operating table but this one lifted her head urgently as the door opened.

“Rick! Oh, Rick, help me please!” she cried out, struggling against the straps on her wrists. “I don’t want to forget you again. You’ve come for me, you must really love me. Thank you, Rick, thank you,” she wept desperately before a doctor entered the room shaking his head in disapproval.

“Now now, (Y/N) Rick is not coming for you. You have to let him go,” he told her coldly in a thick German accent. “If you can’t calm down, we’ll have to give you another dose of your medicine.”

“Rick is here! He came to save me from you, you piece of shit!” she insisted, pointing in my direction.

The doctor merely shook his head again in disapproval, not even bothering to try and verify her claims. He pulled out a large needle, pressing into Nova’s arm as she screamed for me to stop him, to help her. Beth lunged forward, knocking the doctor to the ground and started pummeling into him as I rushed to Nova’s side.

“Are you okay?” I asked urgently, undoing her straps quickly.

She shook her head and crumbled into ash along with the doctor Beth had been assaulting. The room dissolved around us, placing us in a large field filled with tall flowers. Beth and I looked around for her frantically finding nothing but large stems and vividly reds and blues sprinkled around us.

“Come on, she’s gotta be around here somewhere,” I told Beth gruffly, pushing my way through the tall stalks.

We emerged in a large clearing, two figures intertwined in the distance. I hesitated, not wanting my curiosity to traumatize Beth any more than need be. Still, my legs propelled me to her when I considered it might not be me, it could very well be Ryan or even just some celebrity she’d taken a shining to lately. My weak personal excuse proved wrong immediately as a blue-haired head made its way down between her thighs.

“Oh sweet jesus,” Beth murmured, shielding her eyes as we approached.

“This was the kind of shit she was worried about you seeing,” I reminded her flatly as I pushed on.

“Jesus Rick, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she moaned as he lapped her up and I couldn’t fight immediate jealousy swelling in my gut.

“Fuck yeah baby, say my fucking name,” Dream Me groaned into her.

“Rick!”

“Dad, jesus fucking christ!” Beth bellowed sharply.

The two in front of us looked up quickly, scrambling to cover themselves up at the sight of us.

“R-Rick?” Dream Nova asked, reaching out to me to confirm I was truly there. A devilish smile played at her cheeks as she led me back over to the other Rick. It took a moment as I watched in a haze as her intentions were finally laid clear when she moved to lift my shirt to kiss along my sternum and Dream Rick started kissing around her neck. Jesus christ, this is what she dreams about when it comes to me?

“Jesus christ! Dad, Nova, chill the fuck out!” Beth shouted from behind us, shielding her eyes again. Begrudgingly I pushed Nova back into the arms of Dream Rick, stilling myself with a deep breath as I willed the solidifying urge to give her what she wanted away,

“S-Sorry Beth,” I apologized, not quite looking at her, “F-Forgot where I was for a minute.”

“Let’s just… get this over with,” Beth told me dismissively, looking over to Dream Nova who was currently running her hands up and down her torso. I forced the memory away of the last time I’d seen her doing that, knowing it would only end up making Beth even more uncomfortable.

“Rick, why is Beth so mad at me?” Nova asked, looking between Dream Rick and me.

“She’s not mad, sweetheart,” I assured her. “She just doesn’t want to have to watch this right now.”

“Oh! I’m so sorry Beth, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” she apologized urgently.

Beth smiled over at her with a curt nod in a wordless acceptance of her apology before averting her gaze again. Before Nova could speak again, a loud groan was heard from behind her as Ryan impaled Dream Rick through his torso with a sharpened stalk. Nova screamed in horror at the corpse of her lover, crumbling at his side to weep over him.

“I told you he can’t protect you,” he hissed darkly as he looked her cowered form over. He raised another stalk preparing to bring it down over her head but I stepped in between the two, blocking his attack. His face contorted in rage at the sight of me and actual flames shot out from his nostrils as he huffed.

“You.”

I grabbed the stalk from his grasp, impaling him on it as he howled in pain. In an instant, he was gone, evaporated from existence. I turned back to Nova as she returned to weeping over the dead Rick’s bloodied form.

“Nova, it’s okay, he’s gone,” I told her, offering a hand to help her up. She took it hesitantly, straightening her dress as she looked up at me hopefully.

“He’s gone?”

“It looks like it, he just disappeared,” I affirmed, looking back to where he once stood as she pushed her way into my embrace. I gripped her tightly, allowing her ability to calm me wash over me. Beth watched us awkwardly as Nova pulled away, looking up at me again.

“He’ll never let me rest, Rick. He always comes back,” she urged sadly, “I should’ve just let him kill me. I knew I could never have you.”

“N-Nova-”

“That’s because you can’t. You’re mine.” A disgusting squelch interrupted us and I pulled away, looking for the source. Nova had been impaled from behind, the light fading from her eyes as Ryan ripped her away from me.

“Just fucking die already,” I growled as he tossed her now lifeless body away. The overgrown meadow and Ryan disappeared from in front us, dropping Beth and me into a dense forest in the pitch dark.

“Dad, what the fuck? I thought you said he was dead,” Beth yelled, digging around for her phone for any source of light, dismayed by its absence.

“I-I thought he was!” I shouted back.

“He just evaporated. We’re in a dream. Do I really have to spell this out for you?”

“I told you I wasn’t sure this would work!”

A loud scream rang from the distance to our right so we took off, hoping to find the source still breathing. As we came into a clearing, we found ourselves in an old campground.  Cabins were scattered into the distance, small campfires long since put out formed in front of each one.

“Where are we? Camp fucking Crystal Lake?” Beth heaved, bending over to catch her breath.

“I think you might be right on the money with that one, kiddo,” I assured her darkly. Sure enough, the source of the screaming tore out in front of us being pursued by a large man in a boiler suit and hockey mask. Watching her carefully as she fled into a cabin, I realized I didn’t recognize the would-be camp counselor.

“Alright, well no more horror movies for Nova,” Beth said flatly, though her fear was inching its way into her voice.

“Jason fucking Voorhees? Let me guess, that’s Ryan. A veritably unkillable killing machine.” I rolled my eyes.

“Where in the hell are we going to find her? This place is enormous,” Beth panicked, watching as Jason defenestrated his victim right in front of us. She fell at our feet and Beth moved over quickly to inspect the corpse. “It’s not her.”

We left the girl behind, calling for Nova as we walked through the grisly campground. Bodies littered the grounds, some beheaded, some torn apart but none of them were Nova. We finally found the large mess hall, entering cautiously. I heard moaning from the kitchen and made a beeline for it. I told Beth to wait outside before I entered to find Nova in the throes of passion.

But not with a dreamt-up version of me.

What the fuck?

“Nova!” I called out, storming over to discover that this wasn’t my Nova, this was her when she was about seventeen.

“M-Mr. Sanchez, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”

“Dad! He’s here, you have to do something!” Beth shouted, barrelling into the room and slamming the door behind her. Her jaw dropped at the sight of Nova and her fuck buddy. “Ben Tramer?”

“B-Ben Tramer? Who the fuck is that?”

Realization dawned Beth’s face quickly as two and two slid into place and she looked over at me with a sigh. “I thought those bodies looked familiar. They were people we knew in high school. Ben Tramer was Nova’s boyfriend back then,” she explained exasperated, “Look, we don’t have time for this.”

As if on cue, a loud thud was heard through the door as an ax blade cut through it. Nova and Ben screamed at the sound, scurrying to the closest window to climb out as the blade continued dismantling the door. I grabbed a large ax of my own, preparing for a fight as the door finally crumbled in front of him. He lunged for me, only giving me seconds to dodge away from his attack. I swung the ax at him, knocking his mask off to reveal a face I didn’t recognize.

“She’s not even dreaming about a good Friday the 13th? This is some The New Beginning bullshit,” I shouted to Beth as she lunged for the large man sporting a long ice pick. As he turned to face her, Beth’s face contorted in fury as she drove the pick into his head with a disgusting squelch. He continued coming at her though, leaving me to deal the final killing blow with a large ax swipe, beheading him completely. His head rolled over to Beth, coming to a stop just before her feet. She stared at it, completely horrified by the visage.

“That’s… That’s her dad,” she murmured.

“Jesus fucking christ.”

The world disappeared around us, my darkened bedroom filling in the space left behind. Fortunately finding Nova was simple, she was sprawled out on my bed looking far more comfortable than I’d ever managed to be on it. She twirled her hair around her fingers as she scrolled through her phone, looking perfectly content. She noticed us with a jump, straightening up at the sight of Beth as her cheeks went red.

“R-Rick, B-Beth. What are you guys doing here?” she asked hesitantly.

“We’re trying to stop whatever is causing these dreams for you,” I told her flicking my eyes over to Beth.

“What happens here?” Beth whispers back, cringing in anticipation of whatever trauma she was going to have to witness here.

“Rick went to get more snacks. We’re just hanging out for the day. I love spending time with him,” Nova gushed dreamily as she stared at the door longingly.

“And what happens after that?” I asked, shifting in place.

“Oh, I don’t know. We’re probably just going to watch a movie or something. Who knows. I just love spending time with him.”

“Yeah, you said that.” Beth’s irritation was mounting as she watched her friend squirm in anticipation. Dream Rick entered carrying a large bowl of popcorn and a couple of beers.

“Hey baby girl, you ready to start the next episode?” he asked with a smile, not even noticing Beth and I as his eyes never left her face.

“I can’t wait!” Nova squealed, moving over to allow him space on the bed. As he plopped down next to her, our presence finally registered. He shoved the bowl of popcorn at Nova, standing defensively in front of her.

“What are you assholes doing here, this isn’t your dimension, get the hell out.”

“Look, this is a dream, we’re trying to make it so Nova stops having night terrors,” I explained again, exasperated.

“I-I’m not going to let anything happen to her. I’m going to protect her,” he assured me.

“Yeah, well forgive me for not believing you but everything I’ve seen so far tells me otherwise,” I shot back at him, “She keeps having dreams of Fuckwad hurting or killing her.”

“We’re not even leaving the house tonight, nothing is going to happen to her, she’s fine. Now get the fuck out,” he demanded. I let out a sigh of irritation, pulling the door open to go back out into the hall.

“Maybe this is just a good dream?” Beth suggested, looking around like Ryan was going to pop out at any moment.

“It could be but I just have a bad feeling about this.”

“Did you guys used to do that? Just hang out and watch TV?” Beth asked curiously, focusing on her nails.

“I mean, sometimes? It wasn’t a regular occurrence,” I lied smoothly. When she first moved in that was my favorite thing to do, to just sit around and watch TV with her while I played with her hair. It was simply soothing to listen to her giggle, to just listen to her be at peace. Beth didn’t need to know all that.

“Is that why she insisted on staying on the couch?” she pressed, seeing right through my lie.

“Maybe a little,” I sighed, “Look, that’s not what’s important Beth. If this goes wrong, we need to be ready.”

“Could this have something to do with her parents? Is Ryan just a face to the terror she dealt with when she lived with them?”

“It’s a good theory, not that it really explains anything. I don’t know anything about her parents, she never talks about them.”

“As far as I know, she hasn’t seen them since she left. I think she just lets herself live under the delusion that they’re just dead, it must be infinitely easier for her,” Beth explained, running her hands through her hair.

“I was always under the impression that they just didn’t want her around.”

“They didn’t.” Nova appeared in the doorway, looking troubled.

“Nova, what are you doing, don’t you have a show or something to watch?” Beth asked, irritated.

“I don't know, I just feel like I should be helping,” she offered, twisting her hands sheepishly. “Beth are you mad at me?”

“N-No o-of course not,” I assured her while holding Beth’s gaze, “Have you ever had this dream before?” I asked as Beth opened her mouth to interrupt. Jesus fucking christ, what in the hell is her problem?

“I-I think so. Usually, nothing bad happens though. Rick- Y-You and I usually just spend time together.”

“Must be fucking nice,” Beth grumbled, stalking off down the hall.

I stared at the back of her head in disbelief, not sure how exactly to process my own daughter’s jealousy. I held a finger up to Nova, following after Beth.

“The fuck is wrong with you?” I asked angrily, grabbing her arm to bring her to face me.

“I’m glad you enjoy spending time with Nova so much, I guess it’s a good fucking thing you came back so you could just spend all your time reconnecting with her,” Beth spat back furiously.

“Y-You’re jealous? Are you fucking kidding me?”

“You’re always telling us how replaceable we are but Nova, oh Nova’s a completely different story. Why not let Ryan kill her? You could’ve just gone and gotten yourself another one like you insist you can with the rest of us.”

“R-Ricks cling to their Novas. I’ve already had one try to kidnap this one. Th-They aren’t exactly easy to come by,” I explained harshly.

“S-So she’s special but I’m not? And I’m just supposed to be okay with that? I’m your fucking flesh and blood,” Beth demanded, glaring up at me.

“N-Now is not the time to have some “daddy issue” meltdown, sweetheart. You don’t get it, that’s fine. You don’t have to because I sure as hell don’t,” I told her coldly turning away from her sharply. “Novas make things seem less bleak for Ricks but my feelings for her are no reason for you to treat her like shit. F-For fucks sake, that’s your best friend.”

Beth opened her mouth to retort but a sudden crash from my bedroom stopped her. Large green vines shot through the door and into the hallway, an impaled lifeless Rick carried on one of them. Jesus christ, how many times am I going to get to watch myself die today? Vines ran up her ankles, pulling her limbs taut as the ceiling grew an extra thirty feet to allow her to hang from them at a now potentially fatal height.

“Rick!” she cried out, struggling against the vines desperately. The source of the vines emerged from my bedroom, unsurprisingly proving to be Ryan yet again. Instead of feet, the vines holding Nova shot from his torso making him some kind of fucked-up half-vine, half-human hybrid.

“You’re mine (Y/N), it doesn’t matter how many times this stupid fuck kills me, I will never let you go.”

Letting out an angry cry, Beth grabbed a metal baseball bat that seemed to materialize out of nowhere. She lunged at Ryan, beating him down to the ground as I rushed under Nova to catch her as she fell from Ryan’s now distracted vines. A vine pulled Beth back, dragging her along on her stomach to stop her assault. I grabbed the abandoned baseball bat, swinging it with enough force to knock his entire head off. In its place, another one sprouted and sent Nova into a curling ball on the floor. The face was the same as the one under the Jason Voorhees mask. Her father.

“N-Nova, are you afraid of your father? Are you afraid of him coming back for you?” I asked urgently as I started swinging violently at the replaced threat.

“Now that Ryan’s gone, it’s only a matter of time,” she told me numbly, rocking back and forth.

“You said your parents don’t care about you. Why would they even want to come looking for you now?”

“They already have.”

I sat straight up, looking around the room in confusion as my heart raced. Beth sat up from the floor, looking at me in bewilderment. Nova sat up quickly, looking at Beth and me with the most terrified look. She said nothing, pulling out her phone and navigating to her voicemails before handing it over to me.

“(Y/N)? Sweetie, we heard about Ryan. Are you okay?” a timid woman’s voice played, “If you need to, you can always bring Madison here. I can’t believe we didn’t know we had a granddaughter. I can’t believe you never told us. That was incredibly selfish of you.”

“(Y/N), you need to come the fuck home and bring that little brat with you so your mother will shut the fuck about meeting her,” another voicemail played, this time an angry man.

“They started calling the day after Ryan died,” she explained numbly, “I don’t want to see them, but I’m so terrified they’re going to find me again. I don’t even know how they got my phone number.”

“Alright, so it’s settled.” I stood up from the bed, starting up my tried and true pacing.

“Wh-What is?”

“You’re going to go see them and I’m going with you,” I told her flatly, my mind made up.

“Wh-What? Didn’t you hear what I literally just said? No. I’m not going back to that house. You don’t know what they’re like,” she pleaded desperately.

“Nova, Ryan isn’t the main source of these nightmares, it’s them. So, we go and confront the issue. And if they decide they want to die, then they die.”

“Dad!-”

“Rick!-”

Beth and Nova cried out in unison. I looked to Beth, nodding at the door to send her away as I sat down next to Nova again so I could talk to her in private. She huffed but ultimately conceded, slamming the door behind her. She was still pissed and I was not looking forward to having to deal with that in the slightest.

“Rick, I’m not going back there,” Nova repeated, standing up and fidgeting.

“Baby, you’re going to be terrified, no matter what you do. I-I’m not saying we’re taking Madi there for some kind of fucked-up family reunion but this is something that needs to be dealt with. Tell them to fuck off or whatever you need to do, I’ll be there for you. I won’t let them lay so much as a finger on you,” I assured her. “I’m not going to fuck this up again.”

“Rick...”

“Baby, I promise you everything is going to be okay.” I caught her wrist and gently tugged her over to me. She sat down in my lap, bringing her legs up onto the bed and nuzzling into my neck as I rocked her gently back and forth. A comfortable silence fell around us as she fell into deep thought.

“I’ll go on one condition,” she announced finally, pulling away just enough to look up at me.

“Shoot.”

“You give me something to protect myself with, in case something happens.” I considered her request, mostly just trying to pick out what I would want to send her in there with.

“Alright, I can make that happen,” I agreed, trying to keep my hesitation out of my tone. She relaxed slightly, nuzzling back into my chest.

“So what did you think of what you saw in my head?” she asked nervously.

“You have this really strange fixation on the chance of my death,” I told her flatly.

“I just don’t want to lose you again,” she admitted sadly.

“There’s also the interest you showed in having a Ricksome, I didn’t take you for that kind of Nova,” I teased with a grin as she flushed.

“I-I w-wouldn’t. I mean- I-I only want my Rick-” she covered, completely flustered.

“I mean, I can’t blame you. Having two of the sexiest men on the planet completely ravage you? It’s what your dreams are made of, apparently.”

“You said you wouldn’t make fun of me!” she whined, groaning as she pulled herself out of my embrace. The loss of her warmth was glaring and I tried to pull her back onto the bed with me.

“I’m not making fun of you, Nova, I just wanted to let you know if that was something you would be into, I mean I don’t see why we couldn’t make that happen,” I assured her as a devilish grin spread across my face.

“Jesus, Rick, no!” she giggled sharply, pulling away as her cheeks burned red.

“Well, if you ever decide otherwise…”

“You’ll be waiting for a really long time.”

“I’m practically immortal at this point, I got time.”

|Ch2: Silhouettes|