#they've been protecting each other their whole lives

[flowerflamestars]

Effloresce Snippet

[dullahandyke]

Me when I remember that my ocs have interpersonal relationships

[allllium]

Hi! I have a Jason Todd x reader request if you’re still looking for those! A little angst, a little hurt/ comfort, a little protective Jason Todd.

Soulmate AU where soulmates can feel each others feelings. Jason is on patrol and reader is at their shared apartment when someone breaks in. Jason is not nearby so he feels a lot of feelings while he frantically tries to get home. Reader may get injured but they aren’t helpless, they fight back.

Thank you!!!

Break In

~ I hope this is what you were expecting, this was so cute to me <3

~ WC: 885 [Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort]

- Things go wrong while he's on patrol

Jason is a man that loves with his whole heart. He falls hard but it takes a long time. Once you win him over, he's yours. Growing up the way he did Jason didn't think he'd ever meet his soulmate, not the way Dick and Tim did. As terrible as it is he always assumed you were dead - he never felt that overwhelming feeling of someone else's emotions that people had explained to him all his life. Not until he died.

No one knows why his soulmate bond didn't kick in until he had come back to life, but that's how it happened. Not only did he have to deal with his own problems of coming back but he finally had to get used to yours too. And he wouldn't change it for the world.

“What's got you smiling like that?” Dick asks, from his position on the roof of an opposite building.

“What? A man can't be happy?” Jason continues smiling to himself as patrol goes on. Feeling your relaxed state through bond makes him stay relaxed himself.

Jason usually tries to stay as close to your shared apartment as possible, his paranoia holding him on a strong leash. However, he was forced to step more out of his comfort zone tonight, due to Dick's excessive begging.

He's almost ready to begin heading home when he feels it, overwhelming fear rushing down his spine. He becomes breathless as he quickly starts running home. Not staying long enough to hear Dick's questioning.

So many thoughts are running through his head he can't quite decipher them from one another. What if you're hurt? It's fine you probably just fell or something. But if all you did was fall you wouldn't be so scared? What if someone got in? What if someone from his nightlife is targeting you? What if he doesn't make it in time?

Still, almost halfway to your apartment, he feels as if he can't breathe. He feels as if his heart's in his stomach and all of time has stopped. Suddenly he stops. All feelings of fear and dread have dropped out of his body. Instead they've been replaced with feelings of relief and humor?

Why the fuck would you be feeling humor? As soon as he's stopped, he's moving again. Moving just as fast as moments before, he reaches the apartment in only a few minutes. After running up the stairs and slamming the door open with unbelievable force, he is hit in the face with a pile of dirt?

“Oh Jay! I'm so sorry I swear I didn't mean to throw dirt in your face.” You immediately run over to him and help get the dirt specks off his face.

“Then why did you?” He asks, sounding more confused than ever before. Only once he's done talking does he see the man laying face down on your living room carpet, surrounded with broken pieces of a potted plant. “And who is that?”

“I have no idea. He kinda broke in.” You tell him, moving to clean up the dirt and leaves covering the floor.

“Broke in? Is that why you were scared? That was a dumb question, don't answer that.” He takes off his helmet and sets it on the coffee table. Right next to the smear of blood. “What happened, sweetheart?”

“I don't even know, everything happened so fast. One moment I was falling asleep on the couch and the next I was smacking a guy with Bob.”

“Oh you smacked him with Bob.” Jason sounds strangely disappointed in the death of his potted plant you named Bob.

“I'm sorry he was the closest thing to me, I didn't think about it.” You stand up from the floor to look at the mess still sitting. From this angle Jason can see the bruise starting to form on your jaw bone.

“What happened here? Did he hit you?” He questions, grabbing your hand and pulling you close enough to inspect the bruise.

“Only once, there was a little fight. But I obviously won so it's fine.”

“It's not fine princess, you got hurt. And I could feel that you were scared.”

“I'm alright Jay.” You smile at him and place your hand on the side of his face. “I handled it.”

He can feel your pride run through him. “I'm glad, but that shouldn't have happened. We're moving.”

“No the fuck we're not. I like it here.” You cross your arms over your chest and raise your eyebrows at him.

“Baby, someone broke in.”

“Good. That means it likely won't happen again.”

“That's not how it works.”

“Oh c'mon. What are the chances that happens again?”

“Too high. We'll move somewhere in the country, away from people.” You chuckle at his suggestion.

“As great as that sounds, not yet. I'm alright Jay, I promise.”

“I'm teaching you self defense.” He pulls you into a bone-crushing hug.

“Why? I did great here.” You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him impossibly closer.

“Because I can't promise you'll always have a Bob to protect you.”

“Fine, as long as we get to spend more time together.”

“Whatever you want, sweetheart. I love you.” He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too Jay.” You hum into his chest.

[dreamsteddie]

Steve H.

Part One, Part Two

I think it would be incredibly funny to write a No-Upsidedown Au where Steve and Dustin still become unofficial brothers. Like, the kids are still getting into a ton of dangerous mischief and one way or another Dustin adopts Steve as his older brother figure and in short order Claudia takes him in as a second son.

Like maybe Steve gets his first concussion actually helping Dustin find his missing cat after Steve has been in his mentorship/brother role for a few months. How I don't know, I like to imagine it playing out like the book version of Dandelion and Geralt's meeting in The Witcher where Dustin is being chased by some bullies and just latches on to the first strong man he sees to hide behind and then BAM, bonded for life.

Anyway, Steve has been around for a little while and Claudia has met him a few times (she's not just going to let a strange older boy she's never met hang around her middle school-aged son without meeting him first) but they don't know each other too well and Steve seems very...plastic for lack of a better word when she's around. Like he doesn't want to upset her so he's always got a perfect smile and polite words ready to offer her, but he's a nice kid and way more goofy and authentic when he's hanging out with Dustin and she peeks her head into the living room.

So when he gets hurt while helping, and subsequently protecting Dustin and a couple of his friends she makes sure to stop by with cookies and a profound thank you. She asks where his parents are and who's going to make sure he wakes up every hour for the next 24 hours when he gets discharged and he says he was planning to call a cab and set some alarms because his parents aren't in town and there's no one else at the house. So Claudia pretty much just tells him he's coming home with them for the rest of the week, which turns into a full week when his parents still aren't home, and by the time he's actually ready to leave they've all grown accustomed to this new family unit.

Steve does go home at first, but he makes a lot more excuses to come over and Claudia and Dustin work overtime coming up with lame excuses as to why he should just spend the night.

"Oh Steve, it's already midnight and you're taking Dusty to school tomorrow morning anyway, why don't you just take the spare bed."

"Steve! Steve! We have to watch the next one! You said we could watch the whole series so we're not stopping until we pass out on this couch!"

"Oh, honey the snow is really coming down out there. I know you have snow tires but you really shouldn't risk it. You stay here tonight."

And Steve doesn't want to leave, not at all. He's never felt more at home than he does sitting with the Hendersons after dinner watching sitcoms or playing board games, but sometimes he doesn't have a good excuse or his parents are planning to come home for a couple of weeks so he leaves and hates every moment spent in his own house.

Until one day when he's staying the night at his parent's house while they're home for a long weekend and they have an absolute blowout of a fight. He doesn't even know why it started, just knows that everyone was already in a foul mood and none of them are the type to back down from a fight and the result is hours of screaming hurtful things at each other and his mom throwing a few slaps his way that hurt his soul more than his face and ends with his dad going upstairs and smashing his walkman and his favorite cassettes with the kitchen kettle. At which point silence descends on the Harrington house and Steve turns around and walks out the door.

It's a 20 minute walk to the Henderson home and by the time he gets there, he's numb in the heart and the hands. Dustin is already in bed and Claudia pulls him inside to warm him up and talk it out, at which point Steve curls up into her arms and cries and rages.

After that night Steve doesn't go home aside from the single trip he made to fill a bag, grab his car, and tell his parents he won't be coming back. They put up a bit of a fight but ultimately let him go with the promise that no legal action will be taken, meaning that they'll sign whatever documents he needs for school or the doctor or whatever if he faxes them to the office but he won't try for emancipation and bring all that legal drama to the forefront. Steve knows that any lawyer he could get for the case would be trounced by whoever his parents brought in, so he agrees.

And from that day on he lives with the Hendersons and becomes Claudia's second son and continues being Dustin's older brother.

(We didn't actually get to the funny part but I was on a role so if you're interested I'll be posting part two soon!)

[stansquared]

I've been thinking about Stan and Ford's mindscapes recently and just how much it shows that they haunt (and love) each other, even when they've been separated for so long. I think it's clearer in terms of Stan, because we know he spent the last few decades living in Ford's shadow, poring over his journals, all to bring him back. It's not a stretch to think that there is not a day over the past 30 years that he hasn't thought about his brother.

Ford on the other hand tries to maintain appearances that he doesn't need his brother anymore, that he doesn't think about him, but it couldn't be farther from the truth. Stan's swingset is broken, a representation of his guilt and broken heart, but Ford's is whole, meaning that he still trusts Stan, deep down (the boat, broken, representing broken promises and a broken future).

And while Stan's mindscape as a whole is very cluttered with memories of the people in his life, his house, the town, Ford's is so barren. I think he's tried to wipe his in a deliberate attempt to protect himself from Bill and from painful memories. But there are three things he couldn't get rid of. Three things that haunt him. And they all tie back to his brother.

No matter what hard feelings they have, no matter how much they fight, these two need each other. They miss each other like a phantom limb, and they love each other. If they didn't, Ford would have been able to get rid of everything else.

[sturniolotrip-samandcolby-lover]

Matt sturniolo x Colby Brock X reader -

Dreams can come true

Summary -you are a youtuber and decided to do a lie detector with some friends for a video that leads to a confession and some very steamy actions

Warnings - smut ,oral sex m and f , threesome,protected sex , anal play ,choking,face grabbing ,hair pulling,spanking, dp (double penetration for all the innocent ones) swearing.If I've missed anymore else please let me know .Use of Y/N not proofread.

Word count -3k

Inspired by this photo

"Hey guys it's y/n here and welcome back to my channel , and if you're new here hi welcome .Today I'm going to be linked up to this lie detector here and my two friends here ,Matt and Colby are going to be asking me questions and I cannot lie .so if that's the sort of thing your looking for today is to see me probably embarrass myself then stick around".I say with a big smile into the camera hearing my two friends chuckling to themselves about the last part .

"Right you ready y/n " Colby asks as I get strapped in , I shake my head no in response with a small nervous laugh as him and Matt look at the pieces of paper that have their questions on .The pieces of paper that they have been keeping secret from me all day , I have no idea what they are but I just hope they don't make me blush Matt and Colby are both my friends but I've always seen them as so attractive, so when I had my dream about them last night I wasn't surprised.

*Twenty minutes later*

We've started getting towards darker and deeper questions . They've found out things that are bad but not too bad like how I admitted to peeing in the shower or biting my nails really badly as a kid .There's a pause before Colby asks the next question, he looks me deep in the eyes , I find my breath catching that I have to look away."Y/N have you ever had a threesome?" He asked I was shocked for a second "no" true I respond ."hmm" he says in response and looks to matt awaiting for the next question "would you ever have a threesome?" He asks.Shit shit shit I'm internally screaming, it's like they're mind readers with or they just knew about my dream last night I pause "yes" I say through a breathe true .Again the boys look at each other "so one last question y/n ...would you have a threesome with Matt and I?" I'm paused in shock , Colby said it so calmly that I can't even work out if I imagined it or not .I refuse to look either one in the eye "no" I say forgetting that the whole point of a lie detector is to show when people lie .Lie it says .I feel the boys glare at me , and I keep looking forward towards the camera not brave enough to look at them .

"Alright guys I'm gonna call it a day here , so thanks for watching if you made it this far .it's been interesting to say the least .Let me know if you'd like me to do another one of these.Please like , comment and subscribe and I'll see you next week ."I say as i turn the camera off.I show the man with the lie detector to the door and thank him again .I head down my long corridor towards the living and kitchen area where matt and colby are sat on the sofa.

"Anyone like a drink?" I say cheerfully as I walk past them avoiding their gaze .I'm stopped from walking to the kitchen by colby as his large hand wraps around my small wrist."sit down we need to talk" he orders.I oblige and sit between him and matt ."so about that threesome" matt brings up ,i go bright red instantly.colby notices "its nothing to be embarrassed about princess "he says , i shudder at this new nickname feeling the arrousal between my legs start to grow already I squeeze my thighs together underneath the skirt of my dress."tell me when was the last time you had a thought about a threesome with Matt and I ?" Colby continues .I take a shy breath "this morning...I ..I had a dream about it again last night" I stutter back in nervousness.Colby instantly puts his hand on my knee drawing small shapes on the exposed skin , I can't help but also think what else could his fingers do ."hmm well we have a proposition to make with you" matt speaks drawing my attention away from colbys fingers ."what's that" i say shyly."we give you what you dream , we've been thinking about it too" matt continues "so what do you say" matt asks .I nod my head in response "we are going to need to hear words princess if we're going to do this right" colby says with his husky voice ."yes" i say again more confident this time ."good girl" matt praises me " so since we're doing this properly we need safe word and whats your limits baby?" Matt continues." How about pineapple,and I don't really know my limits yet I want to see how far I can push them " i say looking him in the eye for the first time in what seems like forever.

"Good girl that's what we like to hear" Colby says with a small laugh." Now just let things go with the flow and you can say stop whenever you want to Princess , you're in control of it all " he continues.As he says this all his fingers move further and further up my thigh , I only noticed when his finger brush over my clothed pussy,"she's already so wet for us Matt" he says with a smirk .

" Sit on Colby's lap" Matt orders , I do as I'm told with it being very obvious already that I'm in for a long night and would be extremely submissive.As I go to sit on Colby's thigh , with Matt sitting in my previous seat .I'm distracted by colby kissing his teeth "actually Matt before she does that remember that she lied " he said in a teasing tone.i stand there in my dress Infront of the both , with them undressing me with their eyes ."you're right so she was a bad girl for lying" Matt replies "she should be punished " he continues."how about 10 spanks just to start off easy" colby says starring me in the eye " I agree" matt says."take your dress off "matt orders , i obey leaving me in just my damp underwear and bare at the top .

They both devour me with their eyes "good girl now get over here princess lay on your stomach over my knees " I do as I'm told "I want you to count for me okay?" Colby continues.

I lay there in what feels like forever awaiting the first spank ...*whack* "1" I say quickly the whacks continue until number ten *whack* "10 " I say , I'm now a moaning mess with my wetness now dripping past my panties .Colby rubs my sore cheeks praising me as I look up to already see Matt with his cock out resting on his stomach I'm surprised by his size .

Colby helps me stand up ,he points to a wet patch on the thigh of his jeans "look at what you done princess , you enjoyed that just as much as we did didn't you" he says rhetorical as he gestures to the tent in his jeans as I can see his boner being constricted.He reaches his hand up and pulls my underwear down , I feel so vulnerable I got to cover myself up when Colby grabs my hips moving me to now sit on his lap , I hiss at the instant sting of my reminder of my punishment."Put your legs on the outside of mine "Colby orders as I do to then he spreads his legs causing mine to be wide open and my bare pussy to be completely exposed.He uses his legs to trap mine between his and the sofa causing me to be in this spread open position with the choice to close my legs .

Colby's fingers dance around the top of my thighs "is this okay " he whispers in my hair , I respond with a yes .His hands quickly move to my pussy running his fingers between my slit "so wet" he says to himself , im already moaning slightly as he rubs my clit .I hold onto his right arm as something to do thats not going go cause rips."how about with that other hand you give Matt a helping hand" colby suggests , i do so i spit in my hand and wrap it around matts cock earning a instant moan from the shorter man .As soon as I start pumping Matt's cock , Colby enters two fingers into me , I'm a moaning mess and all the sounds that can be heard is my wetness , moans and Matt's moans.I watch Matt's face with his lips parted ,eyes closed and head back moaning my name .This sight and Colby fast rough fingers is enough and seconds later I feel my core tightened "ask" Colby says already feeling my orgasm coming "please please Colby can I cum , I need to cum so bad" I begged my head now resting on his broad shoulder "hmmm yes "he says after a pause " cum all over my fingers right now" that is all I needed before I'm a screaming mess withering around in Colby's arms .

I am completely oblivious as I open my arms I see that Matt is cleaning his cum off himself "did I do that" I ask exhaustedly with my head still resting on Colby's shoulder with his hands resting on my thighs comfortably."yeah, we came together" Matt says with a laugh .

"Let's carry this on upstairs "Matt says picking me up bridal style from Colby's lap he carries me upstairs with Colby following.Matt lays me down on my bed as both boys strip down so they're both as naked as I am ." Here's how it's gonna go y/n you're going to show us both what that pretty mouth of yours can do and then we're going to take it in turns to fuck both your holes do you understand?" Matt says so abruptly.I nod with a yes in response

I get on my knees at the end of the bed I take Matt's thick cock in my mouth swirling my tongue around the tip and bobbing my head down , I reach with my left hand pumping Colby's cock , his isn't as long as Matt's but it's alot thicker .I continue bobbing my head down both of their cocks , gagging , choking and tears running down my throat.I switch between wanking one off to sucking the other one until they're both moaning messes above me .

Matt removes my hand ,with Colby tapping my cheek in a way of telling me to pull off him.i look up at them both confused "we want to make you cum again before we do" Colby says at my confused expression."sit at the end of the bed baby ,I wanna do something"Matt says I obliged pulling my still weak legs to the end of the bed when Matt gets impatient and pulls my legs towards him he stand between them , towering over me .Colby sits on the bed next to be wanking his own cock I reach for his dick "you focus of squirting Princess" he says with a wink"I don't know if I can " I say quietly to them both, "don't worry baby I'll make sure you do" Matt says sweetly to me as he smacks my pussy lightly causing my leg to shake , he plunges two long fingers into me curling them at a fast pace it's less then a second that the room is full of sounds of my wetness "good girl"praises and my moans .I close my eyes as I start to feel my abdomen tighten when I shocked by the cool feeling of metal on my cheeks ."keep you eyes on mine when I'm making you cum" Matt orders , that's all it takes for me to be begging Matt "please Matt please" is all I can get out before he's nodding his head and I'm screaming while I squirt all down his hand .Colby holds me up as I come down .

I open my eyes at the loss of touch from Colby and Matt , to suddenly see Colby laying on the bed

With a condom already on his hard member and Matt standing with a bottle of lube as he rolls a condom onto his member , they came prepared for this ."you ever been fucked in the ass y/n" Colby says " no but ive had a finger , i liked it" i say blushing , "well matt is going to fuck your ass first and im gonna go second while i fuck your pussy , do you think you can be a brave girl and take us both princess"colby continued .I position myself so that Colby's cock is aligned with my pussy when I move down we both moan as he enters me , he gives me a second to adjust before he starts thrusting in getting me used to the feeling of him before Matt enters me from behind ."feels so tight for me y/n " Colby moans as he holds onto my boobs as they bounce .

I'm distracted in my movements when I feel Matt run his hand down my back , Colby stills inside of me "are you ready baby " Matt says I reply with a "yes" "come here princess rest you head on my shoulder let us do the work , remember your safe word " Colby reminds me .

I flinch against Colby as Matt squirts cold lube down my crack and rubs it around my puckered hole.I hear another squirt and await the cold but instead it's Matt rubbing lube down his condom covered cock .I feel a immense pressure and stretch as I let out tiny whines of pain against Colby's shoulder as I bite down on him .With Matt running his hands down my back and Colby's comforting words I start to relax and the pain slowly turns to pleasure.I give both boys the go ahead to move and soon enough they make perfect rhythms as one enters me the other pulls out.Matt grabs my hair and pulls it so im face to face with colby , he takes this perfect opportunity as colby wraps his hand around my throat " do you like this princess , these two cocks for you do you like having my hand wrapped your throat while you're getting both your holes filled" he says as he thrusts up into me ."I'm gonna cum "I say for the 3rd time tonight."we all cum together"Matt says "on 3" Colby answers "1....2....3"all 3 of us cum full of deep moans from matt and colby with a scream from me .I collapse against colby as he lifts me up quickly to get rid of his condom while matt does the same .I'm left trembling with no energy left in Colby's arms "are you done baby" he says to me I just nod my head in response "we'll call it a day" Matt says as he places a blanket over me and gets in next to me and Colby now with boxers on I was still completely naked ."But you didn't get my ass" I say quietly to Colby , he chuckled " there's always next time princess now you get some sleep we will look after you" he says stroking my hair .

[devnmon]

muse with a violet hue

summary: you aren't sure when Gale became the only thing filling the pages of your sketchbook, and you're not sure how much more longing your heart can take. leave it to another companion to point it out for you to make a move.

warnings: none except for mystra being mentioned like twice but that's it. when i catch you mystra. also astarion is in this for two seconds lol

wc: 3.1k

Your hand ached. Bad.

Almost four hours you've been gripping the wrapped graphite piece in your palm, sketching away in the leather bound pages. Your muse tending to daily activities, his learned tongue practicing pronunciation of words he's long mastered of the Weave.

Only until the cramping got too horrible to bear did the graphite leave your pages, detailing and shading the very peculiars of Gale's face. You regret adding the earring he always adorns with the goddess's symbol- even her name brought you distaste.

There was no other feeling towards her other than hatred. Anger. Furious at the knowledge of his warm soul being shattered to a million pieces when she cast him away. What kind of god was she? Selfish, egotistical, while he remain soft and gentle throughout it all.

Your heart ached to comfort him. For even a moment, to be the object of his attention, his happiness. To prove his doubts, his fears wrong by displaying everything your heart desired to give him.

May you feel every word I cast like a migraine, Mystra.

A deep breath in to shake your hand out, pain diminishing in a moment before fastening your grip back on the page's edge. No doubt they've been stained by the graphite, fingerprints doused in the powder from constant shading and detailing.

Each loose strand of his hair, lucky enough to be a part of that glorious mop of brown perfectly growing from his head. Even his grays flowed naturally. Faint trails of the weave trail from his eye, down his neck... his beautiful neck... till they hid being those violet robes.

You hadn't seen the Weave's mark on him in its entirety, but gods would you take the chance if given. Run your fingers over his skin, wondering if touching the mark would harm him in any way. Though all you wanted in truth was to touch him in a way a goddess could not.

Never did you think you could be so immersed in magic until Gale. With the way he spoke about it, he lived and breathed by it. Any chance to be seen by him- to be loved... there was a better chance of the world ending before you even got close.

First in Gale's life in place of the Weave? Of Mystra? It was laughable.

After everything that’s transpired, she’s still his goddess. The whole reason he is so learned and practiced with his incantations was because of her. Even so, you wished he saw her the same way you did. His life would be forever changed.

So your sketching continued, perched on a cliff outside of camp for complete privacy. Running the risk of holding your feelings inside was hard enough when you were on the road together. Who knows what would happen if someone caught you whispering spells of protection into your pages.

An illusion of him as your reference, purple robes suited fittingly on his shoulders. As if his eyes distracted you under a sky full of stars, outshining them by miles.

Detailing those facial features of the dear wizard took up the rest of your daylight. Dusk darkened over the Sword Coast and forced you back into camp, sheepishly shoving your journal under one arm.

Gale's tent was empty as you passed by it to your own, knowing he'd taken over cooking for everyone most nights. All your friends had separated into smaller groups, wine and mead getting passed around before the meal.

Awaiting you always was the terrible bedroll you rested on every night, and for the moment, you wished it a big mattress with silk sheets and sweet smelling linens instead. One you could possibly share with a familiar wizard.

Upon arriving to your tent, your stomach burned with hunger while aches ran through your joints and muscles. Content with satisfying your bodily needs and getting some rest for the night, your eyes drifted back to the leather journal.

Maybe just a few touch ups... you pondered, spotting Karlach nagging the wizard about when the meal would be ready.

There was enough light from your lantern for you to work, shading in a few more shadows and highlights to bring the ever dashing face of the man into better clarity. His smile lines, brow bone, and sweet brown eyes of the talkative man filled your page wonderfully. The drawing was about done when you felt a presence behind you.

"What a lovely drawing. Is this how you're going to confess to our beloved wizard?" A voice over your shoulder aired your focus from the front of your mind, startled at the presence of your rogue friend.

"Astarion!" you whispered, clutching the book tightly to your chest before glancing down at the page and back at him.

"Don't think I haven't seen you staring, darling." His arms cross over his chest, smirk on his face.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you replied, now completely hiding the journal behind your back. Because if what you assumed is true, he's seen the whole page, and might have even overheard what you'd been thinking whilst busy. Damn the tadpole.

You didn't see anything, you didn't see anything...

But it was a lie you told yourself. Astarion was more perceptive than half your party; of course he'd snuck up on you out of curiosity when he saw your nose shoved between the sketchbook's pages.

Damned vampire needs to learn to mind his own.

His eyes roll, unconvinced by your body language- which was indeed in the direction of Gale from where you sat.

"Don't play coy, it's unbecoming. Besides, I can always tell when you're lying." Astarion was not fibbing for one, he was always able to snuff out even the whitest of lies from anyone.

You huffed a breath, "What do you care, Astarion?"

"Well, from what I saw a glimpse of, you happen to be quite the talented artist. Very good at catching one's wizardly features. Anyone else you decided to draw? Or just him, hm?" He's leaning towards you now, same snark in his tone.

Perceptive you are, fangs.

Pulsing heat stirs in your stomach, it raises your heart rate and makes your palms sweat.

"No..."

"Interesting," he straightens his back, "Anyways, I've come on behalf of the others to say supper's ready. That's all." His lips turn upwards into an even deeper smirk, before he begins walking away.

"Wait!" you call out, half regretting your choice to call him back; though he turns towards you again, "Why is that interesting?"

"Oh, no particular reason. I see many things around here people don't think others can see. Such to say... like one's initials at the bottom page of a protection spell, one I've definitely heard him repeat just before turning in for the nights."

"What... are you saying?" you swallow the painful lump in your throat. It thrums with each pump of your heart.

"I'm saying the man is pining something awful. I don't know if I should stage an intervention or what. But if you lovestruck fools are too cowardly to make the first move, I guess I must do something rather than let you go insane. So, there. Do with that information what you will. I'm off to bed."

Astarion was as quickly gone as he'd arrived, making sure he was fully out of sight before opening your page up again to stare at the portrait. Handsome as he was, Gale deserved to know just how much time you put into studying the details of his face.

You weren't sure a tenday had passed without thinking of his perfect features, wanting to trail your fingers down the drawn cheek. Wishing it was his soft skin against yours instead.

Maybe Astarion was right. You were going in circles thinking of him day and night, unable to focus on anything else. Any possibility of voicing your vulnerability with those words towards him churned your stomach.

A quick motion, and your slight of hand tore the page out of its place in your book. Glancing down at your masterpiece of his face one more time, you began to walk towards his still empty tent, placing it on top of one of the many Gale had lying around.

Before you could second guess your decision, you walked towards the blazing campfire to eat dinner and spend time with your companions.

As you approached greeting those who were still standing around, eventually you were standing right in front of him.

As if Gale felt your presence, he turned towards you the moment you neared his proximity.

"Hungry?"

If only the words in your head weren't so jumbled around such a man who had skills like these, you might've been able to strike up more of a conversation.

In response, you nodded and leaned over the pot to smell what he'd cooked.

"It's nothing special, just a little recipe I've known for years." His brown eyes seemed to linger on you a moment longer than expected, before he was leaning over to plate some of the meal for you. Catching glimmers of campfire light in his dark brown eyes as you waited patiently.

"Thank gods at least one of us can cook," you muttered, looking down as to not start blushing over a bowl of stew. Though you were surprised when Gale chuckled, confirming he heard what you said.

Handing the quite full bowl to you with both hands, you reached out for it in the same way. Though just for a split moment when your hands cupped the warm bowl, you brushed against the top of his with your own. A jolt in the way your heart pounded in your chest, you retracted your arms quickly without spelling and thanked him.

"Hope you enjoy it." Gale responded with a small smile, turning back to make himself a bowl as you walked off. It seemed he was always feeding everyone else before himself, leaving whatever was left for himself. If there ever was anything left. Your group had grown so much since you first woke up on that beach, that there wasn't always enough for everyone.

I hope you’ve never gone hungry, Gale.

There was no doubting the rush you felt whenever in his presence. His scent of amber and lilies, like a thing you could breathe in forever.

Before you knew it, your feet had brought you back to the lonely corner of camp, gulping down the meal with haste while looking over the other pages you'd drawn of Gale.

One of him conjuring the weave under the stars, another of him holding a book and reading at his tent. More were just scribbles and half drawings, maybe the way his strands framed his face that day or when he cast a spell during battle.

How envious you'd been of the soft clothing that's lucky enough to caress every inch of his body all day long. Was purple his favorite color, or was it because the Weave consumed everything in his life?

How many kisses long was his neck? What do his lips taste like? What's his favorite drink?

So many peculiar things you desired to learn about him, yet you could barely strike up a conversation.

Drawing was an outlet for many things; among them were other pages with plans for the coming days and other places to visit. There were always doodles around the entries where you'd interacted with Gale in any way. You found it worked only so much, still aching on the inside from a distance.

Another hour passed before camp finally quieted, and the fire’s flames dwindled to embers. It seemed everyone had turned in for the night, and you decided on getting some shuteye as well after freshening up. A good night's rest and sweet dreams were calling to you once you'd changed into something more comfortable.

If anything, let me dream about him tonight.

Though you sensed footsteps approaching the minute you sat down. You were praying it wasn't Astarion there to ask you for a late night snack, or another unwanted visitor you'd have to fight off. At this hour, you weren't sure you could handle it.

But as you turned to face whoever it was, you were pleasantly surprised to find it was Gale, holding a piece of paper in his hand. You aren't sure whether to be glad, or nervous. Him finding the paper must've meant he noticed it immediately; Gale was one of the most organized people you knew. Which says a lot, since he's spoken about the chaos of his tower in Waterdeep for ages.

Slowly, you stood up to converse with him, fidgeting with your fingers until he began to speak.

"Did you... draw this? My face?" He points to himself, in awe of the fact that you've captured him so perfectly. Gale was holding the page so delicately, careful not to rip it or smudge any of your shading.

"I uh... what?" you ask, blinking a couple times to make sure this was reality.

"Because it's very good. I've never known someone who could draw like this before."

His compliment caught you off guard- a recognition of your skill, one you shied away from for so long. Coming from him... well, that was the game changer.

"I was a bit confused as to who could've drawn it at first. But then I remembered how you've got a bunch of skills, and I thought, what's one more added to the list? That, and the fact that there was some sort of gray powder on my hand after you came and got dinner." He smirked throughout the last sentence, giving you a knowing look.

How eye opening, to realize you'd spent so long in thought of detailing Gale's face just right... that you'd forgotten how much of it transferred onto your skin. A foolish mistake. But one that couldn't be taken back now.

"But still one question, why me?"

Your simple answer could've been told by the fact that he's more handsome than anyone you'd ever met before. His long locks and pretty features were entertaining to draw, and it brought you so much more than joy to be able to capture him in such a way.

What you felt inside was... well, stronger. It wasn't just that you could copy his face onto a page like a photograph. It was all consuming, the urge to sketch him as your muse, for reminders of him while he's not at your side. A piece of him to hold close.

"You're the only one I've wanted to draw... for a long time. Nothing else's consumed me like... you do. Gale, you're everything to me."

He was silent for a moment, then he stepped nearer to you and your heart skipped a beat once again. A deep breath of him into your lungs did nothing to combat the unease stirring in your chest, waiting for him to say something back.

You're so much more than what Mystra's tasked of you, you whisper, looking down for a moment. Before you could go on further, his hand cupped your chin and brought your eyes back up to meet his.

"Flattered, I am. Truly. I care for you deeply, I think since I've seen you save so many on our journey together. Your constant hand of kindness wherever you go. I admire you, not just for that-- but... I'd be here all night detailing everything I could." He trails off, chuckling, but there was sincerity in every word. You could see how bright his eyes were when talking.

"So... you're saying..."

"I'm saying I'm in love with you." His hand strokes your cheek with the lightest touch, feeling the warmth in your soft skin beneath his palm.

"I'm in love with you too." you admit in one breath, turning your eyes upwards to his. Your hairs are standing on edge, and there's such a strong tension in the room that you continue to stand still.

"May I kiss you? Don't think I can bare a moment longer without it." His cheeks were pinking with a blush when you smiled at his words. You nodded in response, reaching up to stroke his face lovingly.

The moment your hand makes contact with his skin, he feels the rush of a million hairs standing on edge. Being a reclusive wizard in a tower for a large portion of his life didn't help his urge to be touched by you. Many a night he sat awake, wondering how you'd tough him, where you'd touch him, and how you'd say 'I love you'. Nothing prepared him for the reality of this moment.

Gale's movements toward you were nothing close to rushed; in fact, he took his time dragging his eyes over the relieved look on your face. A look that showed him how much he'd been a fool to think you thought of him any differently than he thought about you. He kissed you with all the devotion that had been piling up inside him... it was heaven.

One kiss just wasn't enough for him though, the minute he pulled away from the first exchange of your lips, he wanted another. He never wanted the bliss that was your lips to escape him, especially if he could help it.

Though you ended up wanting to gasp for air whilst attempting to make those moments pressed to his lips last.

"As much as I... would like to kiss you for eternity... I think I need to catch my breath first." Your palm pressed to his chest, noting his quickened heartbeat. Gale chuckled, his lips and yours swollen from how they had pined for so long to be one with yours in a private moment like this.

"Won't you draw me... more often?" he asked, breathless from the surge of sheer feeling that was reaching out from within him.

"Oh, Gale. Very bold of you to assume my pages aren't already filled with you. But... I could never deny sketching you for as long as I could help it." Your hand wrapped around the nape of his neck, while playing with his brown locks. Your assumption that his hair was as soft as it looked had been correct.

"Gods, I... I love every part of you. I am yours, my love." Gale's forehead pressed against yours, his fingers looping through the free hand combing through his hair.

"If I could stay like this with you all night long, I would in a heartbeat. But... perhaps we should get some rest first?"

"Well, of course. Would you do me the honor of joining me in my bedroll for the night?" Gale pressed one of your hands against his lips, a gesture of true chivalry and heart of gold.

"I absolutely accept."

With that, you end your day sleeping pressed up against Gale in the confines of his tent, too exhausted to do anything else but share one of many future kisses before falling to sleep. 

[littlemissayu]

TWST Boys as ✨ PARENTS✨(Part 4)

ft: Diasomnia | pt.1 ; Heartsabyul & Savanaclaw | pt.2 ; Octavinelle & Scarabia | pt.3 Pomefiore & Ignihyde

TW: kids, pregnancy, reader is depicted as female, domestic, fluff

Malleus Draconia-

4-15 kids, this man lit up when you told him you were expecting. As King of Briar Valley, he gets an heir to the throne. As your husband he was thrilled that your family could grow. His kids are very chill, understanding; even as toddlers they rarely ever threw a tantrum , and when they simply calm down after 10 minutes. Very smart children as well have never had anything lower than 89%. Malleus teaches his kids there is work and there is play; there are times they have to treat him as Malleus Draconia, ruler of faes, and Sovereign of Briar Valley, but other times he just plain dad. He is an amazing dad, always supporting and making an effort with his kids. I think he mostly has boys.

Lilia Vanrouge-

The two of you have 3 children together(4 counting Silver). Your kids have the same lovable, playful, and intelligent charm to them like their father. They are very athletic and chaotic. You never forget the night you woke up to you 4 month hang on the ceiling above your sleeping figure; you never fail to let them forget it when they complain about you taking away their beauty sleep when you wake them up early for school.Lilia is ofc a great that , we see that, you see it, I see it, and most of all his kids see it. Your family never fails to put a smile on each other's face, no matter what happens. I think he'd have 2 girls and a boy. +Although Silver sleeps a lot he still the best big brother ever!!(their words!!)

Silver-

1 beautiful yet sleepy child. Never cried at night because their too busy sleeping. You finish feeding them? They're napping. They've been playing for 10 minutes? Needs a nap in between. It would've concerned you if it weren't for your husband. No matter how sleepy Silver is, he stays protective of your family, no one is putting a hand on to either of your hairs. If their's one thing he will never sleep through is your kids events, like plays, performances, speeches, graduation, etc. I highly believe he has a son.

Sebek Zigvolt-

5 loud children. Now you could be thinking that he's too busy guarding Malleus to have 5 whole living breathing miniature beings; BUT HEAR ME OUT! His thought process is that if he has more kids, he could train more people to being Malleus' devoted followers ^^. Now depending on who you are I'm going to assume your not gonna force your kids to serve Malleus ofc not!! But dw he does genuinely love his kids no matter what. Would he prefer that they served His regal, sophisticated, genius, master, king, prince, and lord Malleus; but he loves them the way they are!! HE IS AN A AGGRESSIVE SOCCER MOM/DAD AT HEART, you say his kid missed, no they didn't your delusional >:( Has shelfs of all their achievements and all really outstanding test grades go right on the fridge. 3 boys, 2 girls

A/N: Now Ik it took me forever to post this but I have been sick since Friday, so I didn't want to post while not fully myself. I feel better now, not completely back to my usual self but I can definitely post!!

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[takerfoxx]

Personally, I feel that the reason Suletta and Miorine work so well as a couple is the same reason why they didn't work for me at first: they're just such fundamentally different people, with total opposite personalities, upbringings, values, desires, needs, strengths, weaknesses, traumas, the list goes on. If it weren't for the very strange set of circumstances that forced them to form a connection, I honestly doubt that they would even be friends, so much so that for the first few episodes, I found myself feeling weirdly disconnected from their relationship, and even found myself wondering if they even liked each other.

I mean, take a look at Suletta. She's a country girl from Mercury's mining colonies who never had any friends of her own growing up. She's a clone created in part to replace her older sister, in part to usher in her mother's plan to free her sister, and in part to be a weapon of revenge, leading to an extremely bizarre relationship with her mother that is equal parts affectionate and neglectful. She loves being around people, but is so socially anxious that any sort of interactions sends her into a stuttering fit. She's terrified of confrontation, and yet is larger and stronger than most, and put her behind the controls of a mech, and she will turn you into mincemeat. She's a total klutz when it comes to dealing with other people, and yet stays cool in a crisis and isn't phased by dead bodies. She trusts with her whole heart, measures her relationships by the value she gives to other people, blames herself whenever others let her down, can and will take a life without flinching to protect those close to her, and is delighted by something so simple as having others laugh at a joke that she made.

Now, take Miorine. A rich girl from an extremely powerful family, she lost her mother, quite possibly the only person to ever show her genuine kindness when she was a child, was "raised" by her contemptuous and neglectful excuse for a father, and grew to resent everyone and everything around her. She hates being around people, but has the confidence and social knowledge to play the game. She's tiny and physically weak, but also angry and assertive. She openly loathes her father and will insult him to his face, but also desperately craves his approval. She's been used as a commodity her entire life by people who see her as a stepping stone into power, and is bound and determined to make everyone who tries damned to a living hell. She was raised in luxury in space, but dreams of running away to what is essentially a refugee camp of a planet. She wants so badly to be allowed to stand on her own two feet and be respected for her own accomplishments, but has no real idea how to do it. She views relationships as transactions, has exactly zero patience for other people's nonsense, can and will sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of the select few that she cares about, will run headlong into the most harrowing of political battles, but also fall apart completely when confronted with the reality of death.

And, like I said, for whatever reason I just didn't feel the sparks between them at first. Their whole relationship just felt like a mutually beneficial arrangement, like it was said to be.

But then we got to that magical episode, where they had that amazingly written misunderstanding in the greenhouse, followed by that incredible argument on the space station, and I realized that this was the plan all along, and Suletta and Miorine are actually perfect as a couple...once they've managed to bridge the gap between their extremely different life experiences and massive communication issues.

See, what's so great about them is that while they are extremely different, those difference are also perfectly compatible. One's strength is the other's weakness, and together they make each other better. In a way, they're less opposites and more of two halves of one complete whole. It was Miorine's confidence that allowed Suletta to start standing up for herself, to learn confidence and make real friends, to figure out what love is. And it was Suletta's bravery that inspired Miorine to find a way to make something of her own, to seek out ways to use their families' legacies to help people instead of hurt them, to bridge gaps long carved out by blood. And in the end, they were two desperately lonely girls who just wanted someone to truly, honestly, and unconditionally love them, and they found it in each other.

Granted, it was rough going for a bit. Like I said, they had such different ways of seeing the world, they didn't communicate in the same way, they didn't see relationships in the same way, and they ended up hurting each other just trying to do what they thought was best. But they also forgave one another. They strove to better understand one another. And they came to realize just how much they needed each other. And though it took even greater loss and pain in order to achieve it, they finally found their happy ending. They found each other.

[kings-highway]

haikyuu ships but its really soft fluffy kiss edition. basically tooth-rottingly sweet ficlets.

daisuga: it is the peak of summer, and theyve been at the beach all day and there's sand everywhere, and they're sunburnt and exhausted. Half the team has gone off to find a place for dinner, the other half is asleep under umbrellas. Suga and Daichi are sitting a ways away, toes in the water, popsicles melting rapidly. Suga has been laying his cheek on Daichi's shoulder for a while - he's sleepy and he never wants this day to end. So he turns his head, lazy and giggly and kisses a soft line across his shoulder, up to his neck. And Daichi smiles and laughs and asks what he's doing but Suga just shrugs and tells him its nothing, he's just really, really happy.

iwaoi: they work really hard and everyone knows it but Oikawa is always going to take losing really hard. Some days harder than others. On a particularly bad day, Oikawa is crying and curled up on his bed and he's been ranting about how mad he is but Iwa knows that anger is mostly directed at himself. So when Oikawa finally takes a breath, and Iwa stands up to go get something for dinner, because he knows Oikawa will forget until real late otherwise, he stops before the door, and turns back, and takes Oikawa's head in his hands, holding him delicately, and leans down to kiss his forehead, letting it linger far longer than he had planned. And Oikawa is still crying but Iwaizumi mumbles that it'll all be okay, and he can't help but nod along with him, and maybe he even starts to believe it.

ushiten: tendou takes pride in his position on the team, and always commits to his blocks, which means during practice it's not uncommon for him to get his fingers jammed trying to block Ushiwaka. It hurts more than usual this time, the nail having torn up a bit at a bad angle. Ushijima feels terrible, and excuses himself to help, apologizing over and over and over again as they sit on the bench, and he helps him wrap the tip of his finger to keep it protected. Then, when he's finished with the tape, holding Tendou's hand oh-so-delicately, he lifts it up to press the softest, most careful kiss to his finger. Tendou absolutely melts, incoherantly stumbling over trying to say he accepts his apology with the most pathetic, lovestruck expression.

arankita: its over spring break, they've been out a lot with the twins and Suna and each other, really making the most of their last year of high school, and they keep promising to make time to just hang out together, and it just does not work, but the spring is so lively and fun they cant be mad. They go with the team to a theme park, and Aran really wants a chance to get Kita alone and maybe tell him how he feels. The whole day passes, though, and they never do, and eventually theyre saying goodbye. And Aran thinks all is lost, but Kita pulls him back, and pulls him down, and kisses him just an inch from his lips, soft and warm and lingering, and he pulls back slowly but keeps a hand on his jacket, and thanks him for always being there. And they definitely shouldnt invite the team next time.

kagehina: they spend their free day out in a grassy field in a park, tossing a volleyball around because neither of them can ever get enough. But they do need to take breaks, to catch their breath and drink water. Kageyama sits down on the grass and sips from his bottle and watches the bugs that are flitting about. One thing turns to another, and what was just a water break turns into a long rest, laying in the sun together and laughing over every stupid thing. When Kageyama catches Hinata staring at him, he tries to act annoyed and wave him off, but Hinata is fast, and leans forward to kiss the tip of Kageyama's nose before laughing and bouncing back to his feet to say that its time to get back to the game. Kageyama turns pink, grabbing at his nose as if offended, but he cannot help but smile back.

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Gay wrongs tournament, round 2.5 of the major bracket

Propaganda:

For Eddie Brock and Venom:

I'm pretty sure its Canon in the comics and like, Canon adjacent in the 2nd movie??? Idk I just watched the first one sooo, anyways, this isn't propaganda i just couldn't remember if you said they needed to be Canon so I put what I rembered about that here, idk I'm proboboly just gonna send the propaganda in the ask box at a later date 

They eat people:) venom is an alien symbiote and Eddie is the host and they have melded together into one being. They care for and protect each other and are so intimately intwined they are only ever separated by force. Also they’re both absolute disasters and they periodically bite and eat the heads off their enemies. 

They eat people <3 

For Will and Hannibal:

Ive previously only heard the term "murder husbands" refer to hannigram so it feels flitting. The whole series culminated with a murder they did together bathing in blood. 

The show and ship that coined murder husbands. It’s in the text in s3 from a journalist side character. They do Many murders either together or as a message to each other. Usually this involves turning the dead body into an art piece. The show ends with them killing a guy together in a slo mo scene backed by porno music.

They're both batshit and manipulative.

ALRIGHT so they're not canonically together but it is HEAVILY implied and they have some sort of fucked up psychosexual obsession with each other. in the later parts of the show they start committing murder and cannibalism together and they're soooo unhinged but it's awesome

kill people for each other. maim each other. kill people together. most batshit insane metaphors. send each other to jail. ruin everyone’s lives. someone can probably say this better than me but these gay people are insane

Literally THE murder husbands. They kill for each other. They've tried to kill each other. They're canon in all but name, like the homoeroticism between these two is the driving force of the show.

one time hannibal folded a guy into an origami human heart

They are in love and they kill and eat people. They are called Murder Husbands in canon.

The original murder husbands (literally, that's not just their ship name, they get called that in canon)

The show begins with Will working for the FBI and trying to catch Hannibal, but because Hannibal is so intrigued by the way Will is able to see the world and the motives behind the killings so easily, it becomes a game of Hannibal isolating Will even more from the people around and seducing him to try and kill. By the time Will starts embracing the side of him that Hannibal sees, he starts oulling back and trying to distance himself so that when the time comes for Will to fully embrace himself and Hannibal, no one really suspects what they have planned. 

hannibal literally does murder as courtship and it works bc will is also a fucked up little guy

I'm actually quite offended they aren't included by default (joke). They are THE murder husbands!!!!!! (mod note: they should have been, but I wanted to see how many submissions they'd get. They got 19, making them a little more than 6% of total submission count).

do i have to say it. they literally get called murder husbands IN THE SHOW

There are 3201 works for Hannibal on ao3 tagged Murder Husbands. They are the ogs, they are the pioneers we owe it all to them.

THEE murder couple. You know it. I know it. They commit crimes at each other as courting and then commit crimes together and then fall off a cliff to wash up somewhere and live on to serve cunt. Get referred to as 'murder husbands' in canon. What more do you need

Hannigram were literally called Murder Husbands in canon, they are the og, they are THE blueprint. They were gay as hell and comitted so much murder so many crimes. THEY RAN OFF TO EUROPE TOGETHER.

[joeshiestyslover]

ᯓ★ eyes don't lie- c. sturniolo ᯓ★

pairing: fwb!chris sturniolo x nls!reader

summary: you and chris have known each other your whole lives, thanks to him being best friends with your older brother. nate would kill you both if you got involved with his best friend, but chris doesn't seem to care very much.

warnings: angst (resolved), slight age gap (chris is 21, reader is 19), suggestive content, language, lowkey toxic!chris

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you had never meant for it to end up like this. you would never intentionally hurt your brother by going behind his back and fucking around with his best friend.

nate has always been the person you're closest with. the two of you have a bond that is nearly unbreakable. you always tell each other everything and never keep secrets from one another. until now.

it started with small glances across the room, then slowly developed into lingering touches that lasted a few seconds longer than they should have, until it finally progressed to you in chris' bed.

truth be told, you have always felt a sort of pull towards chris. sure, you're close with matt and nick, but they've never made you feel the way chris has. he's made you feel seen, heard, and even loved sometimes. everyone tells you that you and chris are platonic soulmates. ever since nate brought him into your life, it's like you two have been attached at the hip, rarely seen without the other.

chris has always been protective of your heart. maybe that's what drew you to him. he treats you like a porcelain doll, treating you so carefully as if you'll break.

you never questioned whether or not he saw you as more than a friend. you knew, or at least you thought you knew, he would only view you as his best friend's little sister, nothing more. however, all that changed when the triplets came to visit you and nate in boston last christmas.

you were startled awake at about 10:30 in the morning by a bunch of voices yelling throughout the living room. you slowly rose out of bed and walked towards the voices, and you were greeted with your three best friends and your brother horse-playing near the sofa. "could you guys not be so loud?" you ask, your voice still thick with sleep. this catches the four boys' attention. "wow, you're actually awake before 12 p.m." nate teases which causes you to roll your eyes. "yeah, no thanks to you idiots. when did you guys even get in?" you turn to the triplets. "we got in last night. thought we'd surprise you." chris gives you a small smile. "well, consider me surprised." you return chris' smile and you feel a small flutter in your chest as you two keep eye contact. after a few moments, you realize that neither of you have looked away and you clear your throat, breaking eye contact before heading back into your bedroom to get some more sleep, but not before turning around to face the boys again, "try to keep it down. some of us need our beauty sleep," you then walk back into your bedroom, still thinking about your small moment with chris.

later that night, you and the boys all go out to dinner, celebrating the triplets' return to boston. you're sat next to chris, with matt and nate sat across from you, and nate at the end of the table. as you're all talking and catching up, you feel chris' hand land on your thigh. you quickly look up and give him a look that says, "what are you doing?," but chris just shrugs and turns back to talking with nate.

the dinner continues smoothly, but chris never removes his hand from your thigh, which causes you subtly clench your thighs together a few times throughout your meal. every time you do, chris just winks at you before turning his head away to talk to the rest of the boys, who are all blissfully unaware of what's going on underneath the table.

an hour later, you all arrive back at yours and nate's home, your brother immediately going up to his room with matt and nick, leaving you and chris alone in the kitchen. after a few seconds of awkward silence, you speak up, "so... are we gonna talk about what happened?" he just shakes his head, "i don't know what you're talking about." he responds, playing coy which makes you roll your eyes slightly. "you know what i'm talking about chris. why the hell were you grabbing my thigh?" chris shrugs in response "i felt like it. it wasn't that big of a deal." you scoff at his words, "not that big of a deal? you were literally feeling me up!" you wait for chris to fire back with another nonchalant retort, but you notice him looking up at the doorway between the kitchen and the living room.

you follow chris' eyeline and spot the small piece of mistletoe hanging above your heads. chris looks back down at you with a smirk, "well, we can't skip out on christmas traditions, can we?" you look back down at chris and see a faint hint of desire behind his ice blue eyes. "chris... we shouldn't. you're my brother's best friend, and-" "it's just a kiss, y/n. it's not that deep." you let out a deep sigh before relenting, "fine. one kiss. then we don't speak about it ever again." you feel chris' hands cup the sides of your face, "deal." he responds before leaning down to capture your lips in a soft, quick kiss. you begin to melt into it, and soon, you find yourself not wanting to stop.

after a few seconds, chris pulls away, much to your dismay. his eyes are noticeably darker and his lips are slightly swollen. your eyes subconsciously flick back down to his pink lips, and before you can think it through, you pull him back down for another kiss. this kiss is much different than the last. it's hungrier and sloppier, the underlying desire for one another bubbling to the surface. chris' hands travel down from your face, to your waist, before finally landing on the backs of your thighs, lifting you up. you instinctively wrap your legs around him as he begins to lead the two of you towards your bedroom...

"y/n?..." "y/n!" you immediately snap out of your thoughts and look back at your brother. "what?" he looks back at you with mild concern, "are you okay? you've been zoning out for the past five minutes." you dismiss him and shake your head. "yeah i'm fine. sorry, just didn't sleep great last night." you feel awful for lying to your brother, but what are you supposed to tell him? you sure as hell can't tell him you've been sleeping with his best friend for the past six months. it's obvious nate doesn't believe your words, but he shrugs, not wantint to push you, "if you say so."

later that night, the triplets come back over to your house, all five of you sitting on the couch watching a movie. by the time the movie's over everyone had fallen asleep, except for you and chris. you look over at him and see his lips forming a thin line and his jaw set. "chris?" you try to catch his attention, "you're unusually quiet tonight." he doesn't even look at you, "can we talk for a second?" you're slightly taken aback, but you nod, "sure. let's go to my room." the two of you stand up and head upstairs to your bedroom. you open the door and walk in, chris shutting the door behind you before sitting across from you on your bed.

there's a few seconds of silence before chris breaks it with a simple: "i think we should stop whatever this is." chris speaks up suddenly, which makes your head shoot up, "what?" he takes a deep breath, "you heard me. this is getting too serious." you raise an eyebrow at his choice of words. "too serious? you mean you don't want this to be serious?" you ask, dreading his answer. "listen y/n, what we've been doing has been fun, but this was never meant to last long." you can feel your eyes begin to mist, "why was it never meant to last long? do you really only view me as a hookup? i thought i meant more to you than that." you say softly, knowing that if you spoke any louder, your voice would break. "did you seriously think i wanted to be more? we're friends that fuck. that's it. no strings attached." you scoff and shake your head, not believing the audacity of the boy in front of you. "we never agreed to that chris! you expect me to believe you're risking your friendship with my brother because you wanted to get your dick wet?!" "you were convenient!!" he raises his voice slightly. "i was convenient? you played with my feelings, you led me on, because i was convenient?" you shake your head before continuing, "you really are an asshole. get the fuck out of my room, chris." he scoffs at your demand, "you're kidding right? you're gonna throw a tantrum because i don't want to sleep with you anymore?" his words make you see red, and you snap, "it was never about that chris! you're either too stupid or too ignorant to realize that i have feelings for you!" chris stays silent, processing the bomb you've just dropped on him. "i gotta go." he quickly stands up and walks out of your room, shutting the door behind him and leaving no room for you to protest. you sit there in shock, not believing what just happened between the two of you.

it's been a month since you and chris last spoke, and over the past month, you've been miserable. you barely eat, you never leave your room, and you only talk to nate if you have to because every time you look at your brother, you feel a sense of shame, knowing the secret you continue to keep from him.

it didn't take nate long to catch on to how you've been acting. at first he thinks it's because of stress, but as you continue to speak to him less and less, he becomes worried. one night, you're both sitting on the sofa, eating takeout, when nate breaks the silence.

"okay, what is going on with you, y/n?" nate asks you. "what are you talking about? there's nothing going on with me. i'm fine." you lie through your teeth. your brother shakes his head, "that's bullshit! there is something going on! i've tried to give you some space because i thought you'd come to me eventually, but you haven't! i'm worried about you! you tell me everything!" "nate-" "no y/n!" he cuts you off, "tell me what's wrong! talk to me!" his words cause you to snap, "i'm in love with chris, okay?!" you quickly shut your mouth, realizing what you just said. nate's eyes widen and his jaw drops slightly. "what?" you sigh and lean your head back, "i'm in love with chris." you say quietly, scared of what his reaction will be. "how did you even come to the revelation? did something happen between you two?" you realize you can't hide it from him anymore, and you give him a nod, "we slept together when they came to visit for christmas. after that we just kept doing it, until he broke it off a month ago." you can clearly see the shock in your brother's eyes as he opens his mouth to ask another question, "why'd he break it off?" you look down at the ground, not able to meet his eyes, "he said that we were getting too serious and i was just a hookup." nate's eyes flash with anger and his jaw clenches, "he said what?" he quickly grabs his keys off the coffee table, and dread fills your body, "nate-" he doesn't respond as quickly walks past you and out of the house, and you know exactly where he's going.

ten minutes later, nate arrives at the triplet's house, pounding on their front door. he's greeted with matt opening the door, but before matt can ask what he's doing there, your brother stomps past him, making a beeline for chris who's sitting on their couch.

"you've been fucking my sister?! seriously, chris?! i thought we were friends!" nate storms up to chris, a fire in his eyes that chris has never seen before. "nate-" "don't 'nate' me! y/n told me everything!" chris just sighs and drops his head, "i didn't mean for it to happen. it just did." your brother scoffs at chris' lame excuse, "that's such bullshit! you knew what you were doing! you used my sister to get your dick wet, then you leave her once you're bored! are you kidding me, man?! that's my fucking sister!" chris stands up and looks nate in the eye, "that's not what happened! i care about y/n! more than i've ever cared about anyone!" he raises his voice. "then why the fuck would you tell her she's just a hookup?! what do you gain from that?!" "i don't know!" chris snaps, "i panicked! i was getting too attached! i didn't mean to hurt her!" nate's face remains stoic, but a clear hint of anger still remains, "so you decided to hurt my baby sister so you could protect yourself. what happened to you being there for her?! you decide to throw all that away just because you caught feelings?!" chris shakes his head. he knows he was wrong, but he can't take back what he said. he has no idea how to fix it. "i don't know, man. i know i was an idiot. i am an idiot. i hurt her, and i don't know how to make it up to her." nate shrugs mockingly at his best friend, "i don't know maybe start with apologizing? telling her the truth?" "do you think she'll forgive me?" your brother shakes his head "i don't know, but you have to talk to her. she cares so much about you and i won't let you hurt her anymore by acting like she doesn't exist. come on, i'll take you over there. you need to try and fix this" nate's words cause chris to shoot up from the couch and walk towards the front door.

the two boys walk outside to nate's car, chris sliding into the passenger seat as nate starts the car and pulls out of the driveway, making his way back to your home. after ten minutes of awkward silence, nate pulls into the garage, chris immediately hopping out and walking quickly towards the porch.

nate and chris pass through the front door before nate nods towards upstairs, "she's in her room. go talk to her. and don't be such a dick to her this time." he says with an underlying condescension in his voice. chris just nods and heads upstairs.

chris' feet pad against the hardwood floor, walking down the hallway towards the door of your bedroom. chris has never been so nervous in his life, but he knows he has to fix what he did. he'd never forgive himself if he lost you over something so superficial. chris takes a deep breath before slowly raising his hand and knocking softly on the wooden door.

as you're sitting in your room, scrolling through tiktok, you hear a knock on your bedroom door. assuming it's nate, you tell the person knocking to come in. the door opens, and a tall figure walks into your room. you look up and quickly realize it's not your brother. "chris? what the hell are you doing here?" you question, confused as to why he's standing in your room. "i had to talk to you. in person. i hate the way we left things and i never should have said any of that hurtful shit to you... can i sit?" he motions to the edge of your bed and you give him a nod.

he walks closer to the bed and sits down, taking a deep breath before continuing, "i didn't mean a single thing i said. you're so much more to me than some hookup, you always have been. i just... i got so scared because i've never felt like this before. i've never even been in a relationship and the thought of being vulnerable with someone else scares me." chris takes another deep breath, "then i thought about it, and i realized that the thought of losing you hurts me so much more." you tilt your head slightly, "what are you saying chris?" he reaches over and takes your hands in his, "i'm saying that i want you, no scratch that, i need you. more than anything. i want to be with you, properly this time. no more secrets, no more sneaking around. i'm not gonna say it'll be honest because it won't be, but i want to try. you're worth it. you're worth everything." you can't help the slight tears that begin to form behind your eyes, "you mean that? you want to be with me?" chris nods fervently, "yes. that's all i want. i know what i said was horrible and unforgivable, but please give me the chance to make it right. give me the chance to love you the way you've always deserved."

you stay silent for a few moments, taking in his words. "one chance. that's it. i won't let you hurt me again, and of course, we'll have to make sure nate's okay with it." you say, still thinking about your brother. "one chance is all i need, and i'll talk to nate. i'm sure he'll understand." you nod, "so, what do we do now?" chris' thumbs run softly over your knuckles, "will you go out with me? on a real date?" you can't help but smile a little bit at his request, "yeah. i'd love to go out with you." chris returns your smile as he leans in to kiss you softly. this kiss is much different than the previous ones you've shared; it's filled with mutual love and passion, a stark contrast to the desire and hunger you've felt before.

after a few moments, chris pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. "thank you for giving me a second chance. i won't let you down, i promise." he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

[anyaeras]

Moya litttle spider || N.Romanoff

Pairing || vampire Natasha Romanoff x AFAB reader

Warning || smut! ,, they/them pronouns ,, reader has a pussy ,, loss of virginity ,, innocent kink (kinda) ,,  possessive ,, a little manipulation ,, Russian usage 

Summary  || y/n was a vampire hunter in their village ,  ended up being fucked by the queen.

FYI || this is short and just smut plus I spent 20 min on it

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Y/n was a hunter, a human hunter at that, known for being ever so brave, the society was split between multiple species, vampires, being one of the dominating species. humans seemed to be on the lower end of the totem pole and would wallow in fear, cowering down to the enhanced.

Tonight was no different than most, y/n was out with the rest of the hunters in the community, their human town was small, but well-kept, and they did well making a system which became their way of living, a few selective people became hunters each person had a different reason for why they were a hunter, which was the most dangerous job, being a Hunter meant constantly putting your life on the line in order to protect your people, most despised the thought of anybody going through that, yet y/n had no one to care for them anyway, their parents were preoccupied, and they never made any friends, they lived as the "wanderer" inside their small town.

"Come on get your shit and let's go, we need to be quick" Kent called out, he was a tall and large man, he was in charge of the hunters for this community, yelling specifically at y/n, they hadn't meant to fall behind just it was a lot for someone their size to carry, that's what they get for being a hunter, shit they only even took this job to try and prove they were worth something to their parents, to show they were just as good as their brothers....

Running to keep up, already a few steps behind y/n was able to catch up to the rest of the squad.

"Draw your weapons" was ordered after a quick rumble with heard between the bushes. Y/n was fumbling with their bow, proceeding to just brush it off and go for a dagger, removing it from their leg holder. Yet in a flash it seemed something had pulled the weapon away. There y/n watched as the whole team ran, fleeing from the situation, leaving no help or communication with y/n, who out of absolute instant stumble back tripping over a long root, cause them to tumble to the ground, as the hunter was trying to pull themself together getting up to run following their group a lengthy hand was felt grasping their arm , panic set in quickly, now holding no weapons having no way to fight back, all y/n could do was try and run, yet due to the firm grasp it seemed the attempts were absolutely pointless, finally the creature who had a hold on y/n flip them around becoming face-to-face with a vampire...not just a vampire clearly a royal vampire.

"Aren't you a little small to be a hunter Дорогой" the red headed women who stood tall above y/n spoke down to them.

Y/n was in a pickle that was for damn sure, no place to run, the idea that this was the end and that this vile creature who stood before them whom might they add was extremely pretty for being a vampire....well what was y/n to compare it to it's not like they've met any other vampires, the only had any idea about them due to story's which have been told throughout the community....but that's besides the point.

"I am not, I am just as capable to be a hunter as any of those men" every small ounce of braveness was pulled from their body as they stood as tall as they possible could in front of the much larger women.

"Aren't you cute, well I'm sure you are just as strong as those big bad men, but maybe even braver they just took off and left you here for me, isn't that right Дорогой" the soft voice was taunting to the young hunter, yet there was nothing they could do about it, the vampire had moved closer one hand reached under y/n's jaw forcing them to look up at the vampire meeting eye to eye.

Y/n tried to pull away but was to no success, being held in a state with the vampire.

"You smell....devine" Natasha's raspy tone was echoing in y/n's head, yet it was quick when Natasha made a move, pushing her lips into y/n's which when y/n didn't entirely pull away a smirk was stuck to her Crimson lips.

"Don't tell me, you enjoy the big scary vampire kissing your lips? Mmm?" The tall vampire teased get a firm "never"' from the human, but that didn't stop her, moving her kisses lower finally to her delight a strangled moan slipped prompting Natasha to go on, something was drawing her to the human clearly going to keep the small being.

"Y/n tell me are you a virgin?" The supernatural asked stoping the sloppy kissed abruptly to ask, noticing y/n's heart race increase telling they were about to lie

"No, I-I'm not" y/n tried to keep a straight face and seem confident in the lie yet the tell tale signs would clearly give y/n away.

"Would you like to say the truth now? Or will I have to do it for you?" The vampire stated with almost a cold expression, which cause the humans cheeks to rush to a rosey shade, the long skinny hands of Natasha started to rome y/n'a body, slipping down into the waistline of their pants feeling the soft underwear material slightly damp causing the women to let out a small laugh.

"Wow for a human who came to kill me, you seen wildly turned on" the teasing only turned y/n's face an even darker shade of red, while Natasha fingers moved pushing past their panties to run her fingers between their folds, coating her cold long fingers in y/n's warm juices, the action caused a choked moan to slip out from them only leading Natasha to smirk.

"Look at you doing so well for your first Дорогой (darling) you will be such a good pet for me, you'll like the castle, it's so much better than the village you come from" Natasha's words went right past y/n, the new found feeling of pleaser overtook their thought process.

Slowly Natasha kept going enjoying how y/n was reacting, getting them hot and bothered while their cunt was just dripping, easily only one finger slipped into y/n, causing them to Yelp at this brand new feeling

"My oh my y/n tell me doesn't that feel good, letting me play with your virgin cunt, you seemed to be enjoying it" Natasha pushed on thrusting the one finger in and out before adding a second one making y/n back arch

"Oh my god, please please don't...don't stop" y/n pleaded with Natasha the pleasure of being penetrated was mind blowing, y/n didn't have it in them to think logically about the fact a vampire was fingering their pussy, all they could do was melt into her hold.

Natasha speed up the movement of her fingers yet when the feeling of needed to Piss came over them they tried their best to push away from the supernatural.

"N-no please stop...gotta pee" the words made the vampire laugh, she then saw how innocent her pet was.

"Shh no, just let go" Natasha said keeping her voice soft, while her free hand moved from supporting y/n who also was leaning in a tree, to placing pressure on their clit. With all the motion y/n was thrown over the edge with a long moan, y/n's cum flushed onto Natasha fingers, yet the vampire didn't remove herself from their pussy until they had a moment to come down from their high, the vampire held the human up with one arm, removing her other hand from their pants licking her fingers clean before turning back to y/n.

"You'll be such, a good good pet Мой маленький паук (my little spider)

[violetwanderer]

Raising Grogu with Din Would Include:

Din Djarin x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Brief mentions of violence and injuries

Word Count: 723

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Do not copy or translate my works

If you were traveling with Din before you two acquired Grogu:

Din would probably find this a lot easier to deal with, as he has someone to consult on everything. If you've known each other quite a while and the trust has already been built up, then this situation becomes a lot easier

From first picking up the child as a bounty, to taking him back from the Empire and even how to take care of him while you two travel. You talk everything through as a team

You might not always agree, but Din is glad to hear a different perspective. It helps him figure out if he's doing the right thing in each situation

It's especially handy when you two have to leave the ship for whatever reason. There's always an extra set of eyes on the child this way and an extra set of hands if someone needs to carry him 

If you're good in a fight, it means there's someone else willing to protect the child from the Empire as well. That's something he is eternally grateful for

Over time, Din starts to see the two of you as Grogu's parents, even when he knows he shouldn't, like when the Armourer told him he must bring Grogu back to his own kind

It makes it even harder to not get attached to the little one when the whole situation feels so domestic at times 

Like when he's watching you give Grogu a bath or rocking the little one to sleep after a long day

There's also someone to share his anguish when he has to give Grogu to Luke. You have each other to lean on, even if he isn't the best at showing his emotions

The joy you both feel when Grogu returns is indescribable. It's like you're a family once again

This time Din would want to make it more formal, more official. He'd want you all to be a clan of three

He would be nervous about making his feelings for you known, but so happy when they are reciprocated. The three of you would be a happy little family, with much fewer threats once Mandalore is taken back and Moff Gideon is killed

If you meet Din after he acquired Grogu:

Naturally Din is much less trusting of you

They've come across too many enemies in their travels and the child has been hunted across the galaxy 

He probably meets you through Peli Moto when he needs his ship fixed by her and needs someone to watch Grogu

It doesn't matter how nice you are or how much Grogu seems to like you from the moment he meets you, you're still a stranger to him 

Still, you prove yourself as someone willing to do anything for the child when you defend him against someone who tries to take him. Din arrives just in time to shoot the guy dead

He has needed someone to mind Grogu for quite a while now and he starts to think you're the perfect option 

He offers the job and you take it, even though you don't know him well. You can't say no to taking care of the little one, not when he looks up at you with those big eyes

It takes a while for Din to adjust to you living with him on the ship. It's harder than when Grogu joined him because you take up much more space 

Still, he remains polite at all times and slowly warms up to you, enjoying your company after being on his own for so long 

It isn't until you get injured protecting Grogu that he realises just how much he cares about you. Seeing you hurt nearly makes his heart stop 

After that, he's much more protective of you and always has his hand on your back when you're out in public together. He feels he can protect you better when he's touching you somehow 

It isn't long after this that Din realises he can't keep his feeling secret any longer and confesses them to you nervously

Of course, you feel the same way and the two of you naturally grow much closer, with him now seeing you as another parent to Grogu

You're not just someone he hired to mind the child anymore, you're part of his clan 

[thatsmybook]

A few times, I've heard Lisa and Rojda talk about how Young Royals is about the class system and a queer Prince, but also, it's relatable because not only do the cast look like teenagers, they act like teenagers in today's world. So it's also a show about teenagers. With that in mind, I'd like to talk about Simon Eriksson, working class, immigrant, and mixed race student at Hillerska, falling in love with the Prince.

Simon, in S1, deliberately kept any problems about Sara and his life at Hillerska hidden from his mum because he did not want to burden her. He lied to reassure her when she'd get worried about Sara and equally made decisions to help Sara's wellbeing at school. It seemed that he was taking care of his mum and sister when his dad left and after the abusive relationship that seemed to have really affected the whole family. This is why he doesn't share anything bad that he's going through with his mum. He's trying to protect her. He always has.

As to the comments he is getting. I think he is reading them because often they concern his family and are from the people in their town. That, along with the phone calls at night and hate-mail mentioned by Linda at the court hearing in S3 ep1, this means that he's on hyper-vigilance about threats to him and his family. So, my theory is that he is monitoring his comments and engaging to try to defuse things. But just like in all 3 seasons, his actions often lead to more problems.

This is a 16 year old kid, the youngest in his family, doing things an adult should be doing. This is very relatable for many working-class single parent families. Something to add about first-generation kids of immigrant families, having an extra layer of working to help the family navigate the country and society they're in.

Also, as to the comments, there have been many real life incidents, unfortunately , of teenagers getting hate comments online from their peers and bullied to the point of taking their own lives. Simply telling them not to read the comments may not have worked for them. (Yet so many reactors to this season think it's that simple).

Simon is getting a volumous amount of hate comments, which started right after the sex video was released in S1. At that point, the comments were in the print media.

He needs actual support, less obliviousness from the adults in his life about what is happening to him (that includes the Royal Court), and understanding about the actual effect of comments on his mental health from everyone around him. He is a victim of actual hate, and when I hear about any child going through that kind of regular abuse, my heart goes out to them.

Seeing how supportive Simon's dad could be in this 3rd season in his conversations with Sara, we can see how much Simon actually misses his dad. Because had he had a relationship with him, without the baggage of Sara's need for distance, he would have probably noticed that Simme needed help and been quite good at it, when he could manage it.

However, we as the audience seem to be blinded by Wille's more important problems, partly because the show is largely from his POV, but also because his pressures seem bigger. As a result, I've seen fans come down on Simon for not putting his life's woes in perspective to support Wille more. We start to see big cracks in their relationship and start to feel that they just won't work out.

But, they're also just kids in their first relationship. Miscommunication is completely normal at that age. They've only just been spending actual time with each other this season and getting to know each other. Yet they are dealing with adult problems, and so many of us fans are shouting at the screen - talk to each other! I feel like, if I were one of them, there is so much weight on me that I'd be too scared to open the floodgates and actually tell my boyfriend what's happening because I don't want to scare him. And no wonder they spend most of their time making out. It's the easiest part of their relationship and what gives them actual joy at the moment.

So I give grace to these characters and kudos to the creators of the show, for showing ACTUAL teenagers dealing with real life problems, amplified for drama because of the dichotomy of being a Prince and a commoner. But, I don't judge ANY of the characters when I apply the same analysis I've given here to Simon to all the other four characters. What this show requires of us adults is empathy for their plight and maybe a closer look at the teenagers in our lives. What it does for the teen audience is show them that they're not alone when they mess up or are dealing with life pressures. We as a society won't judge them. We will work to understand them and share their burdens.

[galactaknightyaoi]

It's my OCs' first birthday today, yippie!! They're enjoying their birthday with some tiny company and a horribly baked cake. But it's the thought that counts!

These are Pai, Aurelio, and Lizzie. They are a couple and run a diner together in the low suburbs of Halcandra. Their shop also serves as a safe space and shelter for other Star Borns just like them.

They also tend to take in the more little ones of their kind, soon after they've first formed. They look after them and teach them stuff, before letting them go to live independently. But they're always welcome back in their house! Be it for shelter, or a nice cup of coffee.

More about them under the cut. Be warned it gets kinda long.

Pai's ability is Cook. When he was little, he used to use his ability to make food to share with his whole neighborhood as a way of uniting everyone.

Since then he's been steadily building towards a goal, to open his very own Diner. He wanted to create a space for his community to thrive in, though he was severely disadvantaged in such a large city.

He's not one to give up and he always looks on the positive side of things. He tends to spoil the kids they look after with treats, and has a hard time saying no, so he often takes on more than he can handle.

He is the one that looks after the well-being of the kids, and generally, things that require a bit more... Tact. He looks after them when they're sick or injured, which is how he ends up meeting future GSA founders Arthur, Erebus, and Anansi.

Aurelio grew up in a scrapyard with 6 others of their kind, being kept there as guard dogs for the paranoid old man who owned the place. They were encouraged to fight each other for fun, which is how they got the scar across their face.

When they got too big and troublesome, most of them were kicked out of their home and left to fend for themselves.

Aurelio's Spear ability eventually landed them a job as a Knight for Halcandra's elites, where they worked alongside a few of their friends. Their job was to guard the meeting room and defend their assignment from threats.

A few years into this job, they and other soldiers were given a mission. A pair of dragons were nesting at the bottom of the Haldera Volcano, they had to get them out. Dragons are calm if not provoked, so relocation shouldn't be difficult...

As it turns out, the dragons were a mated pair. A male and a female, and they were viciously protecting their egg clutch.

In the battle against the dragons, Aurelio was injured and burned by fire, but their natural fire immunity allowed them to be one of the few survivors. Nevertheless, the Knights were successful in their mission and managed to drive the dragons out.

The 4 eggs that weren't crushed during the battle were passed off to the Ancients for research. They became the Guardian Angel Landia later on.

She was forced to retire from Knighthood at age 31. Due to the lasting effects of their injuries, Aurelio is the one who spends most of the time with the children. For better and for worse.

Because of their childhood, they have very skewed ideas of how to treat children. She'll often put them in dangerous situations unintentionally since she has no frame of reference to tell her that taking kids out to the Gator Pond isn't a very good idea.

Aurelio teaches the rougher life lessons. They've been through quite a bit, so they want the kids to learn how to defend themselves, and to be careful and not have others take advantage of them.

She does most of the disciplining and the one that gives timeouts and other such punishments. She is of the opinion that sometimes rough love is necessary to set someone straight. She's calm and loving, but a bit stuck in the old way of doing things.

Lizzie, real name Angeliz, is a 2-time college dropout who grew up upper class despite her species' disadvantage. She never had many friends growing up, since other kids didn't really like her, and resigned herself to being what her parents wanted her to be.

She tried to study medicine but quit after 2 years. Not wanting to further disappoint her parents, she went into law. Which she also hated but tried to commit to finishing despite how miserable it made her.

Meeting Pai and Aurelio helped her get through the year, but after Aurelio was injured, she quit law and started living with them. She helped Pai balance his business with taking care of Aurelio and eventually used some of the money she still had left to give Pai's Diner the little push forward it needed.

Despite the many etiquette classes she took as a child, Lizzie completely lacks social skills. She's a total disaster, especially when talking to someone she likes. Once she gets comfortable, her true personality starts to shine through.

She's a huge slob and kind of vulgar despite her cute appearance. She's easily angered and does not like to be teased, which makes putting up with bratty kids more difficult for her.

She tends to treat kids as little adults instead, which causes her to not be very mindful of their sensitivities. Even when in a good mood, trying to do her best, she always ends up saying the wrong thing and makes everything worse.

She handles the business aspect of their Diner, crunching numbers and reading over legal documents. She's really smart and knowledgeable, so she's the one who tends to teach kids reading, writing, and math.

Her ability is Bubble. She never used to like it, it was silly and useless to her, so she kept it hidden for years. After meeting her partners and becoming happy, she's started blowing bubbles more frequently. The kids love them.