#two i realized there are alot of thoughts i had that are gonna get lost in the official chapter so im putting them in a q&a format instead

[kazekis]

Whoever that one person was that said to be pretentious about your creations and had an example of a q&a….guess who’s gonna do that with my next chapter

[thevoidscreams]

Let’s do another one, shall we? This one might be a little more…freaky.

(Any Chaos Astartes)

*Your Astartes been more affectionate lately. Slowly persuading you into his “nest” where he finally has you right where he wants you. Stuffing you full of his clutch.

*You don’t even realize whats happened until you’re whimpering out in ecstasy. Too drugged up on his scent/pheromones.

*Oh, you’ll make a wonderful mother to his brood.

(Too freaky?)

Day 16

I am frothing. I love oviposition.

Pairing: Pumpkin chaos astartes oc x reader

Warnings: oviposition, sex pheromones/ chemically induced arousal, space marine husbandry with full sized astartes

Making the warnings bigger so yall dont miss it. But I'm gonna say it's all consensual I'm going to make more for this in the future I think

When I'd found him out in the wilderness I hadn't expected to bond with him so strongly. I couldn't even really tell what legion or chapter he'd been a part of.

Chaos, that was what the apothecaries told me and I was instructed to move forward with caution. I called him Pumpkin as a sign of affection. It was the nickname my mom used to call me. He liked it alot. Answering me eagerly when I called for my Pumpkin. Perhaps I should have tried to learn his real name first, now he won't tell me what it is. He only answers to Pumpkin.

But I liked him. He was a good housemate, keeping tidy and he was affectionate for someone I found in the woods.

He took up the old room I gave him, and it quickly became a cozy place as he scrounged old furniture from curbs.

I made him clean them thoroughly before he could bring them in. But it became a really sweet set up.

After he was done with all that he seemed to shift. It was nearly imperceptible at first. Just more touches here and there. Going out and bringing back fresh foods he'd foraged with him. 

Checking in on me, marking dates on the calendar with little stars. As if he was tracking something but he wouldn't tell me what. He spoke in broken English, but he was still learning the language, and I had learned just enough of his High Gothic to communicate.

I thought about going out to acquire another astartes. The forums said if you could have more then one they learned new languages quicker.

When I brought it up with him, he absolutely lost it. Yelling “No” in more than just two languages.

I was shocked but dropped it. But he was oddly distant after that, taking his dinner to his room to eat alone.

That night I went to the forums and tried to find out more.

[Hey all. My chaos astartes is strictly against me getting another astartes. Why,]

NewlyChaotic: 

“Hey all, 

I ‘adopted’ my chaos astartes about five months ago and everything has been great so far, but I had been wanting to open my home to another perhaps. But when I brought it up to Pumpkin (it's what he likes me to call him, I don't know why)

He lashed out badly and wouldn't talk to me for hours and went to bed.

I only brought it up after reading that astartes learn and operate better in groups generally.

Even chaos aligned.

Any advice would be greatly appreciated, I feel so lost and just want my Pumpkin hugs back. ;^;

I wanted and soon my thread had a response.

Salamander_Sheila🐉:

Hey @NewlyChaotic,

Sorry to hear about your troubles. It happens sometimes that astartes grow bonded to their baselines and just don't want to share. He might feel like you'll replace him if you bring another astartes into your home.

As for the chaos aspect, what legion is he?

NewlyChaotic:

I'm not sure, his armor looks like it was scrubbed clean of paint and he has no livery that I can discern. He's normally very sweet and I love him to pieces, I could never replace him.

Salamander_Sheila🐉:

I get that. I love my boys to bits and wouldn't ever want to hurt them.

Maybe he left his chapter/warband.

Also my friend @ShadowyMistress has a few chaos boys. She might know some things.

ShadowyMistress:

I have been summoned?

Yes I have many different chaos astartes. They're really sweet when they actually like you lol. :p

NewlyChaotic: 

So is his behavior normal?

ShadowyMistress:

Seems it. However you should look out if he starts to make “nests”.

Some mutated astartes begin to take on more animalistic traits.

He might try to breed you. Which, I mean if you're down for that then Godspeed.

Salamander_Sheila🐉:

It's pretty rare, but romantic connections can happen.

I would know.

I let that digest for a minute. Turning to look towards Pumpkin's door.

My heart thumped harder at the thought and I felt uncomfortably warm.

My love life had been pretty lackluster. Hadn't had a date in a hot minute. 

I shook my head, I'm sure it wasn't that.

NewlyChaotic:

Thanks for all the help guys. I have a lot to mentally chew on with his.

Salamander_Sheila🐉:

Talk to him, as best as you can.

If he's not proficient at English it's okay. Astartes are good at sensing intent and feelings. 

Be open with him and if you mean it, tell him you don't plan on replacing him with anyone else.

Good luck with Pumpkin, and you can shoot me or Shadow a dm if you need. We're usually around at this time.

NewlyChaotic:

I will. Night guys.

I logged off and shut the computer down.

The side table lamp was on and I knocked on the door softly. He wasn't an early sleeper so I knew he'd still be up.

There was a soft “Yes?” From the other side, I cracked the door open and called in.

“May I come in?...Please?”

I waited, my chest feeling tight for some reason.

“Yes.” 

I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding and stepped in.

Pumpkin was at his desk. It looked like he'd been watching a nature documentary on the laptop I'd gotten him. I was happy he'd been enjoying it.

The words of the girls on the forum flashed in my mind. ‘Just talk to him..he'll understand the intent.’

“Hey, I wanted to apologize about earlier, I didn't mean to upset you.”

He looked at me with green gold eyes that seemed to understand what I was trying to convey.

Perhaps he understood more of my language than he could speak.

He turned to me fully and put out his hand. I took it and shivered at the contact. His hands were so warm.

“I don't want you to think I'm trying to replace you, not at all. I care about you Pumpkin. I just read that you astartes tend to do better in groups. And I was worried that being here with me wouldn't be enough to make you happy.”

I hadn't meant to spill that fear to him, but it was out now and I couldn't take it back.

He pulled me into his arms. Hugging me with so much understanding and affection. It felt amazing to be held like that.

“You are…enough. I am.. I am happy with you.”

He had to think through his words as he spoke and I returned the hug.

“I'm so glad. I just want you to be happy and healthy.”

He nodded and kissed the top of my head, it made me giggle.

I let him go and he did the same. But he raised his hands and gently touched my chin.

“I love you.” He chirped on High Gothic and I wasn't sure what he'd said but I didn't press.

“Well, I'm gonna get to bed. I have more work to get done in the morning.”

I hurried out, feeling a tad bit light headed. His touch had left me feeling hot for reasons I couldn't explain.

I was going to need a shower. Probably a cold one.

I watched her go, my hearts pounding. Too little, I noted. My pheromones hadn't built up enough. I opened up the journal on the miniature computer system my beloved had gotten me. 

I needed to record this interaction. It would be important to show our sons in the future. After they were here of course. 

It hurt to lie to her. I loved her, but I couldn't risk her finding out I knew everything she'd said. 

And if she brought an intruder into our home, our nest. My cover would be blown and our children's safety compromised.

I loved her, but she could be so silly.

Standing, I shutdown the computer and chuckled. No incense needed, no fancy oils. I liked these little machines. 

It was late and I needed to finish touching up the place where I would make our family, my new warband of sons, a reality.

It was such a shame that the old one lacked vision. That they refused to accept the gifts of our patrons.

Our numbers would have grown and we would have been unstoppable. Able to take anyone we pleased to grow our numbers.

I had had to do it, to cleanse them from existence. They turned me away, called me disgusting. A shame to kill so many brothers and cousins.

But what if they told others? 

I'd rid myself of their colors, their symbols, their outdated ideals. I was my own man now. I would have a warband that was loyal and not full of naysayers and old ruins.

The prince of pleasure and the changer of ways had given me such wonderful gifts.

I just had to have my little darling here with me in my nest. My pheromones were the strongest here. And she'd been too busy to notice that I moved my couches to block in the corner.

This would be the most comfortable place to fill her with my clutch.

I rearranged the pillows again, and pulled more blankets I'd gotten into the pit.

Perfect.

Her door was never locked. A good thing really, she was so beautiful in the moonlight. Dreaming soft dreams.

Were they of me? I know what few dreams I had were of her.

They had been since I'd first seen her in the park. Plotting how I would find my way to her. The whispered promises of my patrons in my ears.

But then, she found me first. It was fated. Truly it could not have been any other way. I had to be hers. She had to be mine. They told me so.

I liked the new shampoo she used, it smelled like desert flowers….like home.

“I love you.” I whispered again. My fingers brushing over her still damp hair. I would feel it more when I took her tomorrow. I would let her work while I made ready our love nest.

She would be mine. And her body would hold our sons. The prey I brought for her to feast on had been nutrient rich and her cycles had proven that. Tomorrow was the perfect time, peak fertility.

Oh so many clutches would her body carry for me.

I kissed her lips softly and slipped back to my room.

Soon darling. Soon.

The alarm I'd set woke me and I stretched rolling out of bed.

The smell of food wafted to me as I stepped out into the hall.

“Pumpkin?”

There was an answering grunt from the kitchen and my astartes came into view. Cooking up a balanced meal, as was his habit.

“Anything fun planned for today?” I asked, knowing he likely wouldn't reply.

“Well I have to finish up that last chapter and get it sent in. My editor's been on my butt all week over it.”

I felt his eyes fall on me. But he didn't reply verbally, just bringing me food without asking for anything in return.

I smiled and took the plates.

“I don't deserve you. You're too good to me.”

I was surprised when he wrapped me up in his arms, hugging me and nuzzling the top of my head.

He'd been doing that more and more often.

“Thank you, Pumpkin.” “You are welcome.” He sighed happily. “You remembered the response. That’s great.” I looked up and our noses touched briefly. Just to be a stinker I kissed the tip of his nose. He shivered and pulled away to look at me, he looked a bit confused and oh so adorable. I giggled, I couldn't help it, somehow the towering mass of muscle was just too cute. “Sorry, it was simply too good an opportunity to pass up.” 

He nodded and leaned down to kiss my nose in return. I giggled again and he went to his chair. I told him about my chapter and the climatic finale I had planned and how those plot points would lead to the next book. He listened with patience and nodded, even if I wasn’t sure he understood all the details. He took my empty plates and put them in the sink. “Have a good day.” He hugged me and I hugged him back. “I’ll do my best. Just for you.” His eyes lit up at that. She was becoming more affectionate in return. My patrons must be right. It had been too hard to pull myself away. But I needed time to continue to make the nest perfect with the final rituals. I retreated to my room, several bags of snacks ready for the trap I had set. At around 1:30 I finished up my last edit and sighed, saving my document again for the thousandth time and sent it off to my editor. I heard Pumpkin’s door open and went to see what he was doing. WHen he saw me his eyes lit up and he waved me over. “Hey you, guess who officially finished their book?” I gestured to myself. “It’s me!”

I stopped at his door and he took my hand. The lights in his room were dim and comfortable. “What’s all this about?” 

He’d rearranged his furniture making a blanket and pillow bowl. He’d set up his laptop with snacks and the show we’d been watching together. The room smelled strongly of him and something sweet. I was going to question what he’d used but suddenly I just didn’t mind. And hell, I could use a break and a treat for all that work I'd done. I let him take me to his blanket pit and climbed over the couch. “So what’s on the menu today?”

“You my beloved.”

I pressed play and pulled her down into my lap. She obliged and I had to once again fight to simply have her then and there. She fit perfectly against my body and I could feel myself getting hard. I needed to calm down. To let her find herself naturally ready to mate. I could smell it on her. Her fertility. The episode was good, but I kept losing my focus on it and looking down at her. After an hour she seemed a bit woozy. Like she had been after that party. She’d worried me then, but now I knew what clouded her mind and it wasn’t any drink. I smiled, it must have looked deranged for as much glee and anticipation I felt. It was impossible to focus now, I was so needy now that I had half a mind to just leave and take care of myself. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to be close to Pumpkin. I wanted to pet him and kiss him deeply. He was so handsome, nothing like what those forums said about the chaos chapters. “Pumpkin?” I breathed, my head felt light as I looked up at him, his green gold eyes boring into me. “Yes?” Mmm, his voice, gosh I could listen to it all day. I turned in his lap and did something I never thought I’d do. I kissed him, full on the mouth. He flinched with shock and my brain shorted out. The world spun and I was under him. The blanket pile smelled like him and I buried my face in it. Something nagged at the back of my mind but I ignored it in favor of space marine smell. Pumpkin moved away and I whined, making grabby hands for him to come back. My body was being shifted, although I wasn’t sure why and I felt him return the heat of his skin on mine making me moan. His hands took hold of my thighs and something pressed at my entrance. I was too giddy to look down, the instinctual part of my brain hollered again and I knew what, but I found that I didn’t care. She yielded to me so beautifully, her body was ready and I slipped in with a groan and she let out a silvery little cry under me. Her hands clawed at my chest, trying to pull me down closer to her. I let her, and took her chin in my fingers, holding her as I pressed her down into the blankets, kissing her hard. The mother of my sons. Too perfect, too warm and tight. I wondered if she would accept me forever. I would happily make her my little wife. She could write her books while she tended to our sons. I pulled out, rutting back into her. My cock was perfectly tailored to allow me to push the tip into her cervix without hurting her. Just one of the design choices that the changer had gifted me. It would allow me to cum in her and not waste any of it. That cum would prepare her body for what came next. My clutch, those seeds that would mature and grow till she was able to lay them. It would only be a few of them. BUt soon I’d be able to fill her. Her body would grow accustomed to them. But for now, I loved her body with my own. It was like heaven, his body moving against me, and in me. The warmth of his body over mine and his lips stealing kisses. I cried out again as he pressed in deeper, every thrust was pure delight. His cock brushing over every spot conceivable that might make me see stars. My nails racked over his skin, leaving angry red scratches behind, he moaned and it made me want him even more. It was like candy to my brain, a sugarly sweet addiction.

“Pumpkin.” I squealed as he wrapped his arms under my back and hugged me tight to him, leaving barely enough room to breath. His hips jack hammered into mind, making cohesive thoughts impossible. But what should matter to me? It was an otherworldly level of pleasure. No one had ever made me feel this good. The force of his thrusts and the pure bliss sent me over the edge, It felt like my body was twisting inside as my eyes rolled back and my back arched almost painfully into him. The noise that came from me didn’t sound like one a pleasure i’m sure, but my body burned with even more need, the need to be filled. Her nails cut into my thick hide, drawing droplets of blood and I felt even more in love with her. So strong for someone so small. I could feel her loosening and the tip of my cock slipped an inch into her womb. The perfect place for my clutch. I came into her. The thick ropes of my love conditioning her for the final stage. The prince promised me that it would make her body accept my clutch, giving her the feeling of being pregnant. So her body wouldn’t reject my sons. They moved down from their place of holding in my abdomen and I groaned deeply as I felt them pass from me and into her. I petted her hair as she gasped and writhed under me as the eggs stretched her. “There, there. Soon my love. You will bring forth our sons.” I soothed her kissing her cheeks and temples while three lemon sized eggs were deposited into her. I stayed inside her till she fell asleep in my arms. A soft smile gracing her lips. “My love, you cannot imagine the joy you have brought to my life. And the joys you have yet to bring.” I rolled onto my side making her comfortable as she pressed into me. I placed a blanket over her. I had a journal entry to update. My Dearest sons, You were conceived today. And your mother was more perfect than I could have ever dreamed.

[doodlesdreaming]

Shin Megami Log 4(After Game Thoughts)

Finished SMT V during Christmas, and I have THOUGHTS.

I'm gonna put all that under the 'Read More' bit, so if any of you are interested in this game, then scroll past and no peeking.

Right then, final thoughts:

Brief history lesson first, I knew very little about the SMT series or the spin-offs like Persona. Of course, with how incredibly successful Persona 5 is, it's hard to miss any sort of info. But even then, my knowledge of the entire franchise was very limited. All I know is that it's basically the "Dark Souls" of RPGs with character driven stories that have of ingredients than a Final Fantasy title. At least, that was the vibe I was getting.

But even then, I never have been interested enough to want to give any of the games a try. I did get Persona Q2 back when I first heard of the 3DS dying out, but it mostly because I didn't want a Persona game with Joker's face on it to be forever lost. Weird I know, but that was my train of thought, at the time. But after clearing the first boss(and realizing that prior knowledge of Persona 5's story is an absolute must) I got bored and haven't touched the game since.

Fast forward a few years later, when Shin Megami Tensei Nocturne was announced with a HD port to current gen consoles. I was genuinely excited by the announcement. This meant that if I ever decided to give Nocturne a try, it'll be alot easier for me to do so now. Then after that came the biggest surprise of all; Shin Megami Tensei V.

Now this....this caught my attention. Though I can't really explain why. Was it the character designs? The gorgeous looking world? "D" all of the above? All I can say is that something 'clicked' and I was very interested. Even though it would take two years later until I actually got it.

And I'm so glad I did.

I was invested right from the start. From the silent "show don't tell" protagonist, all the way to Lufcier himself, the story, even with its swiss cheese holes in plot at some points, had me hooked from start to finish. The combat never got boring. I was constantly thinking of strategies and building up my demons that suited my needs and my playstyle. The world was incredibly fun to explore, even though the lighting choices, in some areas, made my eyes strain a bit. It would take me up til the big boss of the area for me to finally adjust.

And the bread and butter of it all, The Law and Chaos mechanics. A stable, I've come to understand, in the SMT series. Yet an important take away from all this is that nothing is as black and white as it seems on the surface. SMT is a franchise that makes you think. It makes you question yourselves and you inner most thoughts. And SMT V had me rolling in so many thoughts, that when I reached the 'alignment lock' of the game, I had to take a break because I was starting to get overwhelmed.

Of course, this could very well be a really weird quirk of mine. But when I get into a really good story, I REALLY get into it. And the choices I make would impact the ending I would get.

By all accounts, the Law ending would naturally mean the good ending, right? Well sure...if you can live with a Law that discriminates all other forms of thinking(a.e. free will), will not hesitate to punish they see as 'unfit' and the willingness to become corrupt yourself, just to prove a point. Sure. Law is the way to go.

The Chaos ending usually entails victory for the bad guys. And yet, there really isn't a clear "villain" in this case, other then the absolute obvious ones(f you Lamau). In Chaos, there is diversity, the freedom to choice your fate, to be yourself. And yet with so many possibilities, there will be disagreements, arguments of what is right and wrong, and power competing against power. No one really wins, and there is constant strife. But hope is just as abundant, with the capability that anything is possible.

The Neutral ending is well...the Neutral ending. You don't pick a side. You're that little kid that asks, "Why not both?" A balance of law and chaos. So understandably this would the best choice. Yes...except the neutral path follows a man who has been brought down low by both law and chaos. He lost everything precious to him, to the point where he belittles his fellow man if they show any sort of weakness. So the solution? Make humanity the leading power of the universe, but take away every viture and sin that exists in the heart and soul. And by extension, all the angels and demons in existence. Never to be even a story told by campfire light because it would never be allowed to cross through the mind. Humans would be free of woe and fear, and grow abundant in their everyday lives. But will it truly last?

You could probably guess which ending I ended up getting. And quite honestly, I'm satisfied with it. Plus it lines up perfectly with my ever growing headcanons of the Nahobino. So I'm taking it as a win.

I honestly can not recommend SMT V, especially if you're like me who enjoys a good rpg that I can sink my teeth into. It has it flaws, yes. But they feel so small that it doesn't really bother me. Some of them I can just 'fix' with good old imagination. And it's definitely inspired me to play Nocturne next, for sure. But first, I want to see if I can beat the Demi Fiend himself in combat....

There's so much more I'd like to talk about, but I think I rambled long enough.

The main takeaway? I LOVE THIS GAME. Definitely gonna be alot of fanart for sure. And I'm gonna get my hands on some merch when I can. It probably won't exceed my growing Darksiders collection, but it might come close in time, lol.

The other main takeaway from all this is that I get it now. I get the appeal and why this series is standing as strong as it is. HEE-HO!!!

[b0rderbunny]

☼MISSING YOU☼

A/N: i know i just disappeared but I'm back I've just been really busy and i've been helping my sister with the writing part of her comic but i thought id come back with some angst/no comfort. after this ill post some fluff promise!

Anyways here's a bandaid to help with the wounds this'll inflict.

(:̲̅:̲̅:[̲̅:★:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )

Fiance Tanjiro X Gender Neutral Reader

"My life is incomplete,

its missing you" -missing you (btob)

it was a beautiful day when he met you, it was sunny and a rainstorm had just passed the day before leaving a clear sky. it was nearing the end of october and winter was right around the corner maki9ng this the perfect day to sell charcoal before it got to cold.

tanjiro hiked down the mountain with his basket filled to the brim with charcoal ready to be sold. he was busy trying not to trip when heading down the creek until a overwhelming sweet scent entered his nose and he felt himself being toppled over into the water.

"oh crap i'm sososorry!" you said standing from the deep water to offer him a hand.

"are you hurt?" you asked as he just stared up at you in a daze.

to tanjiro it felt like a angel had fallen out of the sky rather than a clumsy teen who got lost in a forest, got scared, and accidentaly ran into a poor helpless boy.

"uh, are you good?" you asked again as he realized he was staring and snapped out of it. "i apologize i not hurt, thank you!" he said as he took your hand to stand. "don't apologize this is 100% my fault, i should've been watching where i was going" you said bowing at a perfect 50 degree angle as he sweat dropped.

"really its fine im not hurt at all" he said letting out a reassuring laugh as the tips of your ears turned red. "if there's anything i can do to apologize please let me know!" you yelled in embarrassment your entire face red.

"then can you tell me your name?" he asked offering his hand.

"huh? thats it? youre not gonna sell me to the cartel or anything right" you said exclaiming with your hands as he let out a laugh. "no i wouldnt" he said giving you a bright beaming smile.

"okay! ____ ______, im pleased to meet you!" you said taking his hand in yours. "tanjiro kamado, its nice to meet you too" he said a small blush spreading to his cheeks.

from that day forward a relationship like no other had blossomed.

tanjiro couldn't explain it but every time he was around you he got this fuzzy feeling in his stomach, he felt as if he was in complete and utter safety around you.

from the way you smiled, to the way you joked. he loved everything, he loved how your ears turned red when you were embarrassed. or how when you were angry you would turn a light shade of pink, the jokes you told.

he couldn't understand most of them but the way you would mutter them again to yourself and laugh had him smiling in pure joy.

he almost felt free around you.

sure he loved his family, but sometimes the pressure of being the oldest and breadwinner really put a lot on his shoulders. yet up until this point, he couldn't do much.

but when you came into his life you would pat him on the head, tell him good job when he completed something, always asking him how his day was going. tanjiro was so used to just bottling everything down that when he had someone who was constantly think of him, and only him he began to cry.

"tan tan, i don't know you get this alot but im really proud of you" you said as you played with his hair as you two sat on a tree trunk on the edge of the creek you two first met.

you continued even as you felt his shoulders stiffen a bit. "the way you're always there for your siblings and how you're always so kind is something i don't think i'd be able to do." you giggled. "sometimes i wonder if people ever let you know how much you mean to them, so i'm letting you know right now" you smiled as you wrapped your arms around his waist and placed your chin on his shoulder.

your eyes softened as the small tears trailed down his cheeks as you brought a hand to wipe them away.

"tanjiro kamado thank you for being such a bright star in this cruel world"

that was the night he confessed, where he told you how much he loved you, and to his shock, you loved him too.

the two of you were official, he had spent a small fortune on finding you the perfect ring, the best ring. and that's what he confessed with.

and finally it was the day for you to meet his family.

he had told you stories. on how takeo would get angry when he wasn't included in things. how shigeru and hanako would get into fights but forget about them within a minute. how rokuta was just now taking his first few steps and how his speech was increasing. and how nezuko was always helping out but also being a sense of comfort to all. and how even tho she was all alone his mother took care of most of the household even while sick.

from everything you had heard his family was absolutely lovely. and you hoped they would find you the same way.

and luckily, they adored you.

as soon as you walked through the door shigeru and hanako ran up to you and grabbed you by the legs excitedly asking if you were the person tanjiro was going to marry.

the entire day had gone by smoothly up until dinner time.

you sat next to tanjiro with baby rokuta in your lap after he refused to be let go, he weirdly grew fond of you quickly; not that you were complaining he was absolutely adorable. his mother was at your other side and nezuko, takeo, shigeru, and hanako where infront of you four.

"so ____" kie called out causing you to look up from baby rokuta who was babbling words you were trying to understand. "yes okasan?" you asked as she turned to face you. "do you like kids?" she asked with a smile as rokuta continued to play with your un occupied hand.

"uh huh! in the village i was from before i came here i helped out at a nursery so i gained a bit of experience in caring and bonding with children" you said as baby rokuta looked up to you with a innocent baby look before breaking out into a fit of giggles.

a chorus of 'aww's went around the room as the baby happily babbled away.

"i hope you and tanjiro give me some grandbabies soon seeing as this one is already growing to fast" kei said out loud causing a angry red blush to spread to both you and tanjiros cheeks as both kei and nezuko laughed leaving the other two children confused.

"m-mom!" tanjiro stuttered the blush deepening as she continued laughing.

oh such happy memories.

sadly, you and tanjiro wouldn't be able to make more.

that night you had stayed over and were going to leave 3 days from then, sadly that would never happen.

the day after returning home from selling charcoal tanjiro sped up at the smell of blood.

the smell of blood, coming from his home.

a massacre had happened.

kei and hanako laid against the door frame to the kitchen eyes closed, pale faces covered in blood.

shigeru and takeo lying motionless on the floor eyes stuck open in terror. and in the entrance door frame layed nezuko, rokuta, and you.

all presumably dead.

the only one who lived was nezuko, yet his sister became a demon. the very thing that had killed his family and the love of his life.

"Muzan Kibutsuji! No matter where you go, you're not getting away! I'll follow you to the ends of Hell, and I swear I'll slice your head with my blade! I'll never forgive you no matter what!"

and he never will.

muzan kibutsujii will pay, for taking his past and present. but also for taking his future.

that night before he left he remembered the conversation you two had.

"hey tantan" you said sitting on the futon beside his, his mother had provided you with as you ran the brush through your hair.

"yes ____?" he asked with that sweet and kind voice looking up at you with his soft red eyes full of love and adoration.

"have you ever heard of demons?" you asked pressing your finger against your lips as if you were telling a secret. "demons?" he was confused why were you bringing this up?

"yeah like scary man eaters" you said emphasizing your point by putting your fingers against your head like devil horns,

with a laugh he grabbed your hands and pulled them down to hold them in his.

"no i haven't, why?" he asked curious as to why you would ask.

"no reason, i just heard they're sUper scary" you said emphasizing on the u in super.

"well you don't have to worry because demons arent real, and even if they were..." he trailed off a small blush covering his cheeks as he looked up into your eyes. "..i would make sure to protect you and make sure you didn't get hurt.: he mumbled shyly as you stared at him in awa before you smiled.

"i know!"

"god ____, i'm so sorry" he whispered small tears falling, yet this time there was no one to wipe them.

A/N Am i sorry? idk anyways goodnight i have classes in 3 hours and i have been procrastinating school work so until next week! Bye Bye!

[lewmagoo]

Leah if you've requested Bob and or Rhett thoughts/thots, I'd be more than happy to oblige. I'd been meaning to send in those book recs for a while but we've got kids at work who are going off to kindergarten soon so things have been a little crazier than usual (lol).

I'm still very much a believer in the Rhett x wifey!reader adopting Amy when she was born because Perry's a royal douche canoe and an unfit parent to boot. I know Royal probably wasn't the best dad to Rhett either but I firmly believe that when Amy was born and you and Rhett took her home, he saw what an asshole Perry was and helped Rhett get the paperwork (signing them was a shithouse mess because Perry tried to start shit and it ended up with Royal pinning him to the kitchen table and a pretty nasty shouting match that was Rhett and Royal vs Perry......needless to say Perry lost, lol).

After Royal kicked Perry outta the house, you and Rhett could finally focus on your lives together. The next few years were actually pretty eventful with you and Rhett welcoming your first child together (Hannah Cecelia) and Amy beginning preschool at one of the more outdoorsy schools near where you lived. You, Rhett and his parents grew closer through the grandbabies and you could see that Royal was trying really, really hard to have a relationship with his son and vice versa.

But oh God help you when Hannah was two and you and Rhett found out you were having twin boys. When Rhett showed his parents the ultrasound photos of the boys, Cecelia swore up and down that they were gonna be like their father. Rhett was utterly exasperated when he looked at the photos some time later and realized that the two little buttheads were mooning him.

The two of you were planning your dream home up in Bozeman to be closer to some family friends and to be as far away from Perry as possible but the frigid, Yellowstone winters kinda put a dent in it. You were all snowed in after Thanksgiving and in early December, the two little buttheads decided they were gonna make their grand entrance (I also seriously hc that Cecelia came from a really long line of women who were midwives and helped deliver the kids at home and that her own mother delivered Rhett when he was born). Building the house had been delayed and the snowstorm had snowed everybody in so Cecelia jumped in to help.

Tatum and Tanner were both born on a frigid winter morning, two weeks before Christmas. It was an easy birth in the end with Hannah having been born at the house as well. You can hardly take your eyes off of Rhett as he holds one of the boys, but it's not long before he's talking with Royal about how the boys are the spitting image of him. It's only when you and Cecelia both see Royal holding Tanner that the relationship between Rhett and his father has finally been healed.

I know it's not my best Leah and I know Royal isn't everybody's favorite but this has been simmering in the big pot that is my brain for the better part of a month. I did think of something kinda funny for the boys when they're older and do have some Bob ones, but I won't send'em just yet because I know you probably have alot on your plate right now. I hope you have an absolute blast when the new school year starts and that everything goes smoothly 🥰🥰🥰🥰.

Mary

perry slander! it’s what we’re here for! you and rhett adopting any is my favorite au and one i want to expand on in the future. and the twins being born at home during a snowstorm? why is that so fitting? i love the idea. and i really like the thought of rhett being so involved in their birth. he’s not just there for moral support, my man is in the trenches with you. growing up around animals, not to mention hannah being born at home, he’s seen his fair share of births and he’s actually very equipped to help deliver your babies. i’m sure he catches one or both of them when they make it out into the world.

and then seeing his relationship with his father mended? that’s such a nice thought. him coming to that place of healing is a really big step. it’s funny how this all started with a baby (amy) and three babies later, things are so much different within your family. everyone is at peace with each other.

[strawberry-metal]

Ok, so I managed to get sick today and ended up throwing up stomach acid. Fun. Soooo I’ll try to make this update readable despite feeling like shite. Also if I come across as rude at any points I do also apologize for that. >.<

Ok… I’ll try to make this easy to read.

-First off I ask that any invasive questions be kept to yourself, even if you’re a friend. Alot of this is private life matters and it is between me and those involved. I do not want to talk or reveal things about my private life, and I don’t want to do that about THEIR own private life as well. Please respect that. Only ONE of my friends knows everything and that’s just because they happened to be online when I REALLY needed an outsider to talk to and get an opinion from. Do not try to find out who it is, and if you know who it is, leave them alone please. And to my other friends, do not get jealous if you don’t know anything. It was again, simply because this person happened to be the one person online at the time. Do not bother them or start drama over it, please.

-Sooooo as I said above, I’m sick and threw up stomach acid. Hooraaaaay :D My allergies are also on high alert because I took a little walk in my backyard annnnnnd it’s full of ragweed. I’m REALLY allergic to ragweed. Rip. 🫠

-After moving I’ve… realized alot of things…in regards to my parents. I’m not gonna delve into the past or reveal private matters but…I was not the best daughter. I regret it so much. I did not cherish them. I also realized just… how much I love them. Legit cried for three days and didn’t sleep for two. Heh, since when was I such a crybaby? I want to be their little girl again but no matter how much I ask, the lord won’t rewind time.

-I spent all my time on the internet and I would stay home when they would go out to do stuff. For years. My parents had me really late, they’re both in their 70s now… while I’m in my 20s. I regret so much. Most kids get to have their parents until they're middle aged. I might not very well get that blessing and that tears my heart apart. It’s so unfair. There’s so much I need to make up for. I wanna make up for all the fights with mom, never really talking much or confiding in with my Dad, not going out with them to places, being so easily irritable, etc. I want to make up for things and lost time while I still can so I don’t have any regrets…

-I’m always so damn worried something will happen when I’m not around. My mom has bell’s palsy so if she gets sick she could end up in the emergency room. I almost lost her to covid. Dad I’m scared of him getting hurt because he’s a workaholic and always doing strenuous activity despite his age. What if he finally gets badly hurt? I’m not around all the time anymore if something does happen.

-And truthfully, I… realized I wasn’t as ready to move out as I thought I was. Alot of the reasons will remain private, but I’ll just say that I… wasn’t properly prepared for it, and the dating years weren’t like how most couples do them. My autism certainly makes that so much harder too. And all my stuff is already moved into the new place. Nothing of mine is at my folks anymore. Not even a bed. It just breaks my heart because I honestly feel like I don’t belong anywhere anymore, and I know I’m getting people hurt because of it. I just wish I was honest from the get go about how I felt so this whole situation could of been avoided.

-Honestly I just wish there was a way all four of us could be together.

-That’s all I’m gonna talk about. I don’t want to talk about or reveal anything more as it is private life matters. Please respect that.

-I’m probably gonna spend less time on social media because I desperately want to make up for lost time. I don’t want to have any regrets… so please don’t be scared if you don’t hear from me in two days or so.

-I will not answer any asks regarding this post but thank you for taking the time to read this update.

-I just feel like such a fuck up.

[gravity-knight]

Ok DFF finished and I’m mad

Started off so good, I was hooked. But that ending… 😒

Story was definitely interesting. The concept. The characters. All good. But the direction from possible supernatural, to whodunit, to a delve into the human mind kinda fell flat.

I guess it’s my fault for expecting something that just wasn’t gonna happen. I stopped my investigaytions when I realized what was happening. But it was still fun picking characters apart

Por. Poor spoiled little rich kid. Had you been a better ring leader things wouldn’t have escalated

Top. I dunno I thought there could’ve been more to his shitty actions. Thought he was secretly in love with Tee or White. Thought he was a secret agent for Tee’s uncle. Thought he would have some kind of secret. But nope.

Tee. Oh man there was a lot going on for this kid. I really went in liking him but when he started to manipulate Non I took a step back. I still felt bad for him for some reason. Then we find out more and how he and White met and started to pity him. Even his ending is just sad.

White. Poor Snow White did no harm. He came to play in the woods and had his heart stabbed. Finding out that someone you loved isn’t the person you thought they were hurts. Then having to go through all that stuff in the cabin ESPECIALLY when you didn’t even want to go? He really gave off final girl to me but in the end just an innocent bystander. Had he mustered up some courage though, ALOT of things could’ve gone differently.

Tan. Idk guys, manic is definitely a good look on this man. The irony of playing the older brother though. I think he may be first on the list of who had the most fucked up experience. Coming back home to your family like that. Leaving you all alone. Nothing but revenge on your mind.

Non. This guy really did a number on me. All he wanted was to make his movie. I don’t think he even really wanted friends. I think he just wanted to be needed. Cause if he wanted people around him who cares about him he would not have done that to Phee. I really didn’t think we’d get a character like that from Non. I thought he’d be painted as a troubled weirdo and that would be it. And to find out that was his fate? I really thought he’d just appear in the end. Or wake up somewhere in the forest. Also Mr. Keng too?

Jin. Omg did you guys see that hallucinoJin (😉) so much ass. Jin definitely has the most secrets out of the group. The rawness of it all. Boy is obsessed. I’m glad that he confessed what he did to Non and why he did it. I was afraid that would be swept under the rug or suffer a premature conversation interruption. Also there’s something kinda nice about falling in love with your crush’s boyfriend. Like you both loved the same guy. That’s not weird right? I mean sure but it’s like poetic weird right? Ironic? Am I using that right?

Phee. Boy. Like. What? He was soooo in love and so hurt. He helped Non and was betrayed. He had every right to feel the way he did. And still he. Blamed himself. His hallucinations showed Non dying in multiple ways. All suicidal. And him not being able to save him no matter how many times he tried to. Sorry I’m still standing by JinxPhee. Need them in like a gay killers sort of project

(Dead) End. Ok so I’m wtf. Like that was so unnecessary. It made no sense really. Everyone was drugged and Tan placed weapons all next to them to which they ended things. Now Fluke. Top and Por I had already lost all hope for, for a long time. Tee and Phee was up in the air, so were White and Jin. I ultimately thought Jin would be the last one standing or atleast one. He felt very main character out of the main characters. And I thought the film’s end with him being the only one that made it out the house was foreshadowing. White being as submissive as he was I thought he’d power up in the end at the critical moment. But when it turned out to be Tee. I thought Tee would pull a Romeo and Juliet. So now this two year jump confused me.

I was already thinking why none of them are in jail and why we don’t see the aftermath of Jin’s hand. And why would Tee just be at home

Phee pulling the “maybe we never left” card got me so upset. Because why. Was the drugs actually poisonous? Did they all consume too much? Why are Jin and Phee connected and with Tee? Was the antidote actually fake? Phee told Jin to wait for him while he went back for Tee. So was Phee “waking” from his hallucinations actually not him waking up? Because I questioned why the smoke wasn’t affecting him after he woke up. And then we hear the puff. For all we know there was never an antidote

I just wished they gave us a bit more than a shot of the house for an ending. Like the ambiguity wasn’t needed. Just say they all died and show all the bodies.

[archives-of-camelot]

Smiling

Characters: Eli, Evelin (@nimue-hidden-lake)

Series: Evelin Anniversary

Eli sat in thought, reminiscing on the day before. He never thought about it much before, if at all. All this time and not once did it ever cross his mind.

Maybe because before it wasn't his business. Maybe everything moved so fast before that he eventually just forgot when he became accustomed to it. She was very concise and made decisions quickly. It helped things move along surprisingly smoothly, even if it took some time to catch up.

His thought was interrupted as Evelin walked into the room, of course accompanied by Pinro.

"Hello" she started.

"Hey" he replied, as Pinro came by for pats.

Sharp as a blade, she tilted her head inquisitively.

"Is something wrong?"

How was he gonna phrase this without sounding intrusive? Did he even have a right to ask? Sure, they've been together for ages at this point, but Eli never liked asking personal questions. Not with anyone. The last thing he wanted was someone getting uncomfortable or angry. But there was no getting around it now.

"No, not really. But...can I ask you a question...?"

"Hm?"

"Why don't you smile very often...?"

"Is it really that strange?"

"Well...kinda, I guess. I'm just curious"

For once, the question seemed to puzzle her to some degree. She closed her eyes in thought, and seemed to consider and ponder it. Usually she'd be able to answer quickly and concisely, but this was an exception it seemed. After a moment or two she answered.

"I guess I never had much reason to before"

"That checks out. The way I recall, we were both on our own for a long while"

"Mhm. But to say I don't smile often would be untrue"

Eli looked confused. Was he just not paying attention? Surely not, right? They spend alot of time around each other. How would he miss something so distinct?

"I...ya lost me..." was all he could muster as he shook his head.

"It's untrue because I smile whenever I think about you" left her lips so plainly and matter of factly, as a statement.

"W-Wait, hah?" Eli's eyes widened.

"Yes" she answered simply again, her expression unchanging, but a faint red was present on her cheeks.

"About me...?" he asked again, still wide eyed. It technically shouldn't be surprising, especially after all this time. But for some reason the realization hit him hard, in the best way possible.

"Of course. Who else would I think about?" she tilted her head again.

"W-Well, your parents maybe, your sisters, Pinro..." he tried to reason.

"I think about all of you" she replied with a nod, while a small smile had formed.

He again felt his heart race, as his face slowly started to flush. Why was this hitting so hard? It should have been obvious!

"Y-Yeah, well...I-I think about you too" he'd try to hide his embarrassment. He could barely handle this knowledge. It was a simple conformation, yet it was affecting him so much.

"I know. Because your face gets red as a tomato"

"H-How did you know?"

"Just an educated guess~" she chuckled.

"O-Oi, cheater..." he would pout while hiding his face with his hood.

Masterlist

[shhhhhiminsidesaitamascloset]

Personal Vent

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I didnt think a long time friend would block me on tumblr or at all. I admit, i was a bit upset and just thought their cold response online was because they were busy playing video games atm.

i went to go share my new fic w/ them and found out they blocked me. So it was what i thought. They genuinely didnt care or was annoyed i guess. Im not gonna ask somebody to speak to them or wonder why they blocked me. Or think that this aquaintance was built on something nefarious.

But im just going to take it in stride and not worry too much about it. Im just glad they werent my only friend and that i didnt heavily depend on them. People acting funny nowadays anyway and life is too short. People are just willing to snuff the light out of people with good intentions, and some are jealous. Some fail to see the good in people that are different. Or theyre just fickle for any reason.

If i'm your friend, we may disagree on things or run in different circles, but im not going to be petty and block you. im petty with strangers i dont agree with or dont know. But no matter how much we disagree i'm not gonna be petty with you if i think youre a cool person. Though maybe this is a teaching moment.

Maybe this is telling me to be more kind and not block people??? But unless we were friends beforehand i wont block you. Im still not going to care too much because the world is too envious and fickle nowadays. If i only got like two online friends then ok. If they betray me then i know that i wasnt meant to befriend others in this life or world. And i guess thats ok.

I was told long ago that i had to accept that not everyone would like me. I was told in church that the world will reject me. So its a soul crushing admission to someone who always wanted friends and a best friend. But im ok if God and Jesus are my besties at this point. If thats how it is, then thats how it is.

But if anybody is nosy and read it up to now, cherish the people in your life online or irl. You never know how important that friendship is to them and how much theyre willing to put up with to be your friend. If theyre a ride or die like me that is forgiving as i am and looks past the negatives. Do not take that person for granted.

Stop taking friendships for granted in general. Because for years i thought i had to change for people. When it was never me who was the problem. A lot of people in my life didnt care and were too fickle. they were jealous. They refused to see me for who i was! And im tired of trying to prove myself to people who are selfish and only care about themselves.

crying! getting rsd because they refuse to text me back! putting up with what felt like abuse and neglect. Im freeing myself for forgiving those who have treated me less than. forgiving people who were jealous or didnt like how i shined my light. i never tried to commit unalive because of how people treated me and im still here watching this world go to crap because too many people pull the "woe is me" crap and only care about themselves.

too many people blame God but dont realize they perpetuate their own demise. they see anything with a semblance of good and assume its bad. Forgetting that i was even a proshipper at one point in my life. i was pro lgbtq+. i was all that s*** even a feminist! Yet when i switch teams and go my own path im bad for it!

If yall think im some horrible person for standing by what i believe even though ive always been first and foremost a lover! not a hater! Then some of you need to reevaluate yourselves and look in the mirror. I know im not perfect! I never was and neither were yall! At least im aware to admit that with my whole chest!

But like i said imma stop blaming people for my issues. Imma stop getting sad when i get rejected. Imma stop worrying why nobody will text me back. if yall fickle like that then maybe its a good thing you left. Maybe this was for both of us to move on. Ive lost alot over the years. i struggle. But im refusing to let anyone take my shine away from me. no more.

you never know loss or rejection until it happens to you. and too many of yall go around like your loner status is bulls*** and that you have more people in your life than you like to admit. or act as if you dont need people to talk to. Either youre very priveledged or miserable pretending to be ok. Especially (lemme just say it) if you dont have God or Jesus in your life.

You try to go for inclusion then ostracize people you have your own bias or prejudices against. Liars and hypocrites! Then i cant speak my mind because its wrong to believe something "my oppressors" believed. Its not the religion its the people! Its not the race its the people! When you take away politics, race, sexual orientation, disability, gender, etc. Its the person. Its the people who hate. The individual person. And hate isnt exclusive to people who oppress you. You and your community can hate too. You just dress it up as ✨️prejudice✨️ you cant fight fire w fire. You can put evil against evil!

Yet here i am. I'm willing to put all that aside. Im willing to get slapped, neglected, spat on, and abused to learn the true meaning of forgiveness and what it means to forgive. what it means to turn the other cheek and rise above hate and evil. Like after all after we die none of this trivial mess will matter at all. And if yall are sick of injustices, sick of how people treat each other, sick of the evil bulls***. Then why not rise above it and do better?

Also self reflection is a good thing. When you start wanting to live life with better principles and a better heart its always a good thing! and the best thing to learn from all this is that you'll never know if your friends are on opposing sides until you bring up stuff like politics and religion. Stop making that your identity and talk about your favorite shows and anime. gravitate to likeminded people. And learn to agree to disagree or walk away.

But with me im just built different. I'll befriend anyone until they talk about hate for something or blaspheming God. Even then im patient because im aware not everyone thinks like me. And im constantly misunderstood. Even though i could go for others who think like me, im willing to befriend people that dont agree with me and show them the most love. Some i wouldnt like to interact with but i'll still love from a distance.

Love is suppose to conquer all right? thats what its all about? So i'll do that. i'll love. i'll forgive even people who wrong me. I'll never stop trying to be the best version of me. this planet can suck an egg if it thinks im going to crumble and become bitter. im going to be that annoying positive person from now on. Because insurance companies dont care about getting me therapy and i still know a bit about cognitive behavioral therapy to know that with christianity it can work. By God it will.

Yall are not going to make me bitter and sad like yall. im sorry. I actually wanna live and go somewhere where im not suffering. And im not a masochist. I got too much to live for. Your feelings about me dont dictate me or my life.

i love you, i hope things work out for you, i wish the best for you. And take care of yourself! I hope someday you'll come to the realization i came to and treat people even the ones you hate. With love, compassion, and understanding. And i hope you'll find happiness and freedom from being the way you are now.

[nanaten]

[sweats] i never actually thought about how this would work, logistically speaking. But porky going to the past sounds insanely cool! I’m trying to think about it, logistically speaking…

So, Porky would go to the past after the events of Mother 2, finding himself in America after getting lost in time for a while— he’d inflict all his plans on America, with the army and so forth, and the army would find a young Ninten,climbing up Mt. Itoi… he finds the army using EVE’s broken parts for an invention, and he confronts them. It doesn’t end well, the confrontation leading Ninten to be beaten by the strange and significantly newer technology owned by the army, and he’d fall from the summit of Mt Itoi.

Dr Andonuts, in 199X, is aware Porky has travelled to the past— (I imagine he had some sort of device that warns him of time anomalies and such, y’know, the fancy sciency stuff you can brush past when it comes to fanfiction!) and he warns Ness, and the two discover that this is an anomaly and wasn’t meant to happen, and rather, Porky was meant to arrive in the future. They discover more about what was supposed to happen, and they realize if they’re gonna have any chance of fixing this anomaly, saving America, and the entire future of the world, they need to find the two twin heroes of the future, because only they’ll know what to do in the situation. Dr Andonuts tasks Ness to find the two. Ness goes to the future, recruiting Lucas and Claus, and then the three venture to the distant past, in America!

The three get to America and find a very industrial city, and the first person they meet is Pippi. They explain the situation and Pippi is confused until the mention of Giygas— or, Giegue. Pippi takes them to meet a grieving Ana and a near silent Lloyd, as they tell the heroes about the assumed deceased Ninten and how he was also a hero in his own right, having defeated Giegue.

Fast forward, the three are travelling, and Porky catches wind of Ness— his old friend, his worst enemy— has travelled all the way here, alongside two twin boys. He sends his best weapon, that of which he calls “Commander,” to pay them a visit.

Aaand that’s all! Alot of stuff I just made up as I went along, lol :’’’)

clausten swap au idea :D i don’t think ill draw this again but it was a funny idea.

[murdickdocked]

Hi!!! How are u?? I hope your ask still open >< and if it is, can you do a hc or imagine/scenario with Dano!Riddler and a fem innocent reader? Maybe Ed is being protective of her, pleeease? Thank you so much! You’re awesome!!

Y*swoons* he's a total sweetie, I swear!!

here's them hcs, darling, it’s quite alot haha

Guess what? You met in a diner, shocking, right?

Okay, but this time, you're just another patron there, who just so happens to have the same schedule as entering.

He would admire you a few tables away at first, but in the next few days he just gets closer...

and closer...

until you two would just be beside each other.

you don’t notice it at first, but you did when he was a table away.

the next day with him being beside the table you are usually go to, you pat the seat beside you and asked him if he wanted to sit with you.

cue him blushing and stuttering “oh, i-if you don’t mind!”

oh, the first thing he noticed when sitting beside you was how strong your scent was.

wowie, he’s hooked. he’ll be looking into buying the exact same perfume/cologne as you later on.

you both were silent at first, the waitress comes up to the both of you and raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask any questions

while waiting for your orders, you turn to him, clasping your hands together and just started talking about your day as if you two had been friends for a long time

he’s mesmerized, he doesn’t realize you’ve asked him how his day was until he only heard silence and he’d see you pouting at him.

“so-sorry, lost my train of thought, what— what were you asking?”

“i asked what was your favourite riddle” you’ve seen him carry around a riddle book, you thought it would be for someone else at first, but you saw him read it and mumble to himself, it’s cute.

why were you interested in him??? omg you were interested in him. he’ll never let this go.

he tells you the first riddle that came in mind, he was surprised and elated to hear you answer him easily.

you look at him with a crooked smirk, you were so charming, you’re gonna kill him just with that stare, “what’s your name, stranger?”

oh. oh, uh, he almost forgot that you didn’t actually know him and that he wasn’t supposed to know almost everything about your social media life and background. oopsie.

for the next few days, you’d say you’re fast friends, then turns into a blooming relationship.

every day when you’re supposed to meet at the diner, you go to your and his table, and he’s already there.

you hold his hand and give him a kiss, that’s when you’d start talking together. you were a comfort to him.

he’d walk you home too, every alley you walk by, every person that brushes into you rudely makes him grip your hand protectively, he’d pull you closer to him. you feel safe.

eventually he starts to slip, he’d accidentally say something you’re not supposed to know, and you’d laugh it off and think he’s joking.

eventually, it turns into a game for him.

he’d say something unhinged, disturbing, or just something creepy, and you’d laugh it off, think he’s being silly, give him a kiss on the cheek.

one day,  you were watching a horror movie in your apartment and he actually fitted himself inside your walls. You were texting him, you told him you were watching “The Boy”. 

he felt giddy, excited. what would you do if you caught him, when you’d eventually start being curious or suspicious?

he texts you “I am inside your walls”

you start giggling.

he almost starts laughing himself, but stuck to sighing quietly and reveling in your laughter.

you text back “uhuh, wish u were here tho xoxo”

“what if i already was”

“could you give me a can of soda from the kitchen pls? lol jk”

mf actually went out to get soda and put it behind you, where you wouldn’t see him.

then he went back to where he was, watching you watch the movie.

you never questioned it, to you, edward was just a sweetheart, a true gentleman. he’d never do anything bad to you, right? 

[edgessunflower]

I will always follow where you go

Pairing: Bilbo Baggins x Middle Earth GN reader

Description: After winning the battle of smaug and five armies getting injured, Bilbo is by your side

You lay in the snow hearing ringing looking around only seeing blur and black quickly getting dizzy as you close your eyes feeling hands on the side of your face.You open your eyes seeing a worried and terrified Bilbo infront of you "Hey...It's okay I'm here your not alone I won't leave you" he says as you tear up and hold his arm as he talks to you "I'm not leaving you" you cry as he holds you tightly until you black out the last you see is Bilbo gently rubbing his thumb on your face trying not to cry.You wake up seeing that you were in a room laying in a bed under covers and covered in bandages as you slowly lean up wondering where you were until you hear "Your safe don't worry" you look to your right seeing a much cleaner and less concerned Bilbo "What happened? Why am I naked?!" you turn bright red realizing the only things covering your body was the blankets and bandages on your body."Gandalf found us after you went out cold...I thought you were dead...but after alot of yelling I carried you back here while everyone else carried and are preparing thorin to be in the tombs with fili and kili" he grabs a pair of clothes putting them at the foot of the bed turning away from you as you slowly get up in pain trying to put them on "Can you help pls..." you were almost fully dressed spare for your shirt that you were trying to put on but couldn't from how much pain you were in from moving and the bandages making it more difficult to move as well.He slowly gets up getting infront of you grabbing the shirt and slowly pulling it down from above your elbows until it was down to the top of your pants not at all embarrassed by it "Thank you I would have done it myself but..." "Hey don't stress about it I don't mind helping if I can" he says smiling as you sit back down and he sits beside you "So they're gone..." you and bilbo sit there processing all of what happened until you see tears run down bilbo's face."I thought you were gone...we already lost three people....we couldn't lose you in the same day...I couldn't lose you ever" you tear up and put your hands on his shoulders "You're not gonna lose me...because wherever you are...I will always follow where you go".You hug each other tightly as you both cry until you calm down and realize how close the two of you were to the point where you can feel each other's breath on your face staring at each other until you made the move "Screw it...sorry Incase" you move forward connecting your lips with his as he sat there shocked at first but then a few seconds later he reciprocates holding your face until you both break away for air "If I had known you thought of me that much I would have done this long ago" you both laugh at what he says kissing again until you both "This is official?" he nods as well as you smiling and slowly walking to the door where you here running before opening it seeing everyone at a table until they look over seeing the two of you getting lots of relieved cheers and hugs until gandalf notices your hands connected smirking "Well I see that you both finally said what you felt" you and bilbo turn red as everyone else bursts into laughter then cheers at the two of finally together as they hoped.

[ace-of-gay]

Sometimes we just have bad days

Bucky x little (gn!) Reader

Warnings: age regression , no pronouns used, names like baby, honey bee, and daddy. This was falsely labeled as ddl(gn) at one point

Unedited

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Things have been really overwhelming for you today, its just one of those days, nothing is sitting on you right and so all bucky has you in is a pull-up and a baggy shirt, thats all you'll allow to touch your skin, no socks, no blankie not even a stuffy tucked under your arm, that should have been the first thing that had said it but hes only delt with you when youre bratty, antsy or misbehaving a few times and its a different reason every time.

Right not hes trying to get you to eat, hes got fruit which you carelessly obliged to slowly nibbling on, but the smell and taste of everything else is just repulsive, its a rough day between bucky and his little bee.

(Y/n), "cmon honey bee please just eat a little bit for daddy", he pleads genuinely desperate to have you behaving.

Slacking your head down to look at your hands in your lap, a small grunt in protest what hes so kindly asking, hes been patient and is really trying but he doesn't know what else to do when you push away the bowl of food, crossing your arms with a huff.

"Alright im done with this attitude, what has gotten into you, wheres my good little one today?" He quizzes a bit louder than he means to while his back is turned to you putting your food in the fridge.

Everything too much youve bloodied the inside of your lip in multiple spots inside your mouth, constantly gnawing on your cheeks and lip, this is when it finally hit you, the anxiety youve been pushing down all day, you had no idea how to tell him this morning that it was a bad day and that your senses being out of sorts was making you panic.

A strangled gasp with a hint of cry breaks from your throat, breathing becoming sporadic and inconsistent, bucky turns around, the thought of, aw shit what have i done, i should have realized earlier, ringing through his head at the sound of your break and it hits him, his babys having a panic attack, he returns to your side in a blur.

"Im gonna pick you up honey bee, is that okay?, can daddy pick you up? " you simply nod once, too overwhelmed to do anything but reach out, you stare dead forward lost in the space between whats infront of you and whats in your head.

He quickly wraps his strong arms around your trembling frame and taking you to the couch, bouncing you up and down to try an soothe you with this repetitive movement, but nothing changes, you burying your face into his sholder while hes sitting down and then rocking you both side to side slowly soothing your panic alot more than the first set of movements, he grabs your paci and coaxes you to take it after having you look him in the eyes.

"You're okay little one, daddy is so sorry, i should have been more understanding and shouldn't have raised my voice, lets just take a comfy cozy nap, just daddy and his baby" you nod settling yourself just slightly different as he leans back keeping you ontop of hischest and lap.

His rough but loving hands running up and down your back coaxing you to sleep,  "good night baby, daddy loves you so so much " he mutters more to himself and following you to sleep.

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You woke up a little while later finally feeling okay enough, at some point he had gone to take a shower and you could recognize that so you got up, put some comfy pants on and toddled your happy little self to the kitchen, youre not allowed to use the stove when little but you know how to use the microwave so you make a small bowl of instant ramen and set it at your spot, grabbing two icecubes and put them in it to cool it down and than finally turn on Disney+ on your phone.

You slowly making it through your ramen when bucky gets out of the shower, he walks into the room to settle with you again but you're not there, thats okay he repeats over and over to himself, hes confused until he hears your happy giggle followed by the sounds of a show, this causes him to smile to himself, thank goodness his baby is alright again, he was prepared to help you through being overwhelmed.

He slowly makes his way to the front of the little apartment and when he sees you, happy as can be, perched up at the table watching your favorite movie from Disney and eating, thank goodness you're finally eating, he swears he feels his heart swell in happiness.

He walks over, getting a glass of juice for you and on for him and kissing your cheek, "my honey bee seems happy, im so glad, daddy loves you so much" he finishes his proclamation with another kiss on the other smiling cheek, "love you too daddy" manages to make it past your giggles, the rest is unidentifiable but thats just fine.

You end your day a little while later watching another movie while eating dinner Cuddled up to bucky, hes the best daddy ever.

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Thank you so much for reading if you have requests id be happy to try.

Edit: i had to add a gif i forgot to earlier

[celestialmango]

Something I thought about last night, Subnautica and below zero leviathan boys gonna be two entirely things. Subnautica they're literally all related. Below zero Eclipse adopted them. That means in one they're all the same species with coloration and appearance mutations while in the other they're not. To clarify Sun and Moon are related but Eclipse is the adoptive older sibling for below zero.

But going with this train of thought, you remember how I mentioned below zero Sun plays with cuddle fish alot? Well that means the minute he sees a reader playing with a cuddle fish he's like "I want to play too! Can I play too?" Rushes over, startles human who runs which make Sun sad because "oh no, they're a prey creature arn't they, they got scared I was gonna eat them." Then proceeds to follow reader home to apologize for the spook.

Let's say this reader has their base underwater with a few multipurpose rooms that have glass ceilings. So they look up and the leviathan who was chasing them is just watching reader through them, gives them what he thinks is a friendly smile but only scares them further (because sharp ass carnivore teeth) causing them to go into one of their reinforced tunnels to hide which makes him sadder be "oh no, they're really scared of me, don't be scared, I wanna be your friend" like he has no idea what reader is but if the cuddle fish like reader than Sun does too.

So he's going to keep following reader around constantly trying to get them to understand "I'm not going to eat you, I just wanna play and be your friend" on day reader actually gets it when they're basically stranded on some ice Sun could easily tip over but he doesn't, reader knows he could tip it over so he could eat them but he doesn't. He's just circling below, accidentally bumping it now and then then popping out of the water to check on them.

So you ignore him to check your data pad only to find you've actually dropped it somewhere, so now your lost and starting to freeze. Sun notices you having calmed down about his presence like "yay, you're starting to understand I won't hurt you" sees you look around your pockets then looking around in a panic, he quickly realizes you're lost, comes to the conclusion that this is very much his fault because he's seen you glancing at that flat glowing this then change direction before, that must be how you navigate and find your way home but he accidentally made you drop it a bit earlier.

Sees a snowstorm rolling in, knows he's probably going to wreck his progress but you need shelter, doesn't have hands to grab you like Eclipse, so just uses his sickle appendages (don't know what else to call the mantis like arms) to tip the ice you are on sending you sliding straight into his waiting mouth and proceeds to nom, swallowing you whole then going back into the water to look for where you dropped your glowing flat thing, you are completely panicked and squirmy and as much as he'd like to keep you longer after he finds it, knows to do so would be bad for friendship progress so he half regurgitates you, you're partially in his throat still and squirming but he's opened his mouth.

It take a moment but you eventually notice your data pad just outside his mouth on the ground while he just continues to keep you pinned till you calm down. Then just let's confused reader slip out of his mouth completely after a minute of reader not struggling allowing reader to retrieve thier pad while Sun just floats behind them. He's right in their face when they turn around and he's giving them his friendly grin again before doing the friendly hello/goodbye body language Eclipse taught him and bunts reader gently.

He can see how confused reader is, they really thought he was eating them, he doesn't take it to heart when they start swimming away especially since they aren't trying to get away from him asap as he slowly swims after them, reader pretty much has not been noticing that Sun had been basically guarding them since he first interacted with them but they realize it now after comparing how many predators they usually saw while swimming alone before they met Sun to now when Sun is following them around.

They finally understand everything once they see Sun playing with some cuddle fish above their base, see him rush at the cuddle fish the same way he rushed at them when they first meet and reader is like "oh, he wasn't trying to eat me, he was being playful. Well I feel silly now." Reader gives him a few lantern fruit as a peace offering which Sun gladly accepts because he loves lantern fruit but it rarely falls into the water. Friendship solidified.

Moon would probably eventually see his bro follow this small odd creature and be like "what is that?" Reader being wary of Moon but not running off because Sun is right there and could nom them to take them to safty while Sun happily replies to Moon, "I have no idea but I love them and we're friends now."

[whosjunglejim4322]

Warnings: SMUT, insecurities but mark just needs a lil reassurance abt how good he makes you feel, finger fucking/sucking, he cums in his pants, fluff bc yall r in love love <3

Mark knows he's being irrational about this whole ordeal. One conversation shouldn't be getting under his skin like it is, but this one thing seems to be knocking at the forefront of his brain, throwing him out of focus as of late.

So what, you masturbate. It's normal, he's not there all the time, of course you do. He does too, but he also becomes outrageously horny everytime he so much as thinks about your skin or the way you kiss him. And it's safe to say he thinks about you alot. Alot alot.

"It's different, though? I'm a guy, we jerk off an outrageous amount," he argues, furrowing his eyebrows as you stare up at his pacing form from the bed, grinning. He's cute when he's flustered.

"And girls just...aren't supposed to get horny without the help of a guy?" You inquire.

He stops pacing at this, slumping his shoulders. "that's not what I mean, I just-" he sighs, plopping himself next to you on the edge of the bed. He chews on the inside of his lip for a moment before shaking his head.

"Nevermind, I'm just tired." He runs his fingers through his disheveled hair, looking at you apologetically with his big doe eyes.

You're still amused, giggling as you reach over to cup his rosy hued cheeks, pulling him to your mouth for a kiss.

"A little toy could never replace you, my love."

You'd reassured him that night by wrapping your lips around his dick, and he was too lost in the belly aching anticipation and bliss of it all, to really pay attention to what it was you'd just said.

A little toy.

He hasn't stopped thinking about it. It's both slightly irritating, while also being the new source of his sexual frustration when he's supposed to be practicing. He thinks it may be more irritating than the ladder though, because as much as he hates to admit it, he is a jealous creature. 

It's silly, childish and he knows it. Maybe that's why he's so unsettled by this, because he knows that you love him. He knows you like his dick, from what you've expressed. But, maybe he's doing something wrong?

Maybe you just don't want to to wound his ego, and instead act like his dick is enough to satisfy you. Of course, he knows some sensations are better than others, but how often do you need to touch yourself? Does he not please you enough in the moments you two are together?

These questions still nag him when he walks into your apartment at around 7:35 pm, causing worry to crease between his brows.

You, of course, pick up on this when you round the corner from your bedroom to see him making his way towards you, lost in thought. Your arms snake around his middle and your lips place a kiss to his jaw. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

"What's got you all mopey?" You ask, searching for any signs of pain or discomfort in his eyes, only to be stumped by his undreadable expression. Maybe he's just had a long day?

He hums, broken from his self depricating reverie, evidently not realizing he's wearing his emotions so blatantly.

"Nothin' just tired, wanted to come home." He buries his face in the crook of your shoulder once you've pulled him into your room, his breath warm against your neck.

You must've just taken a shower, skin the scent of his favorite soap that always has him sniffing you randomly throughout the day. He squeezes you tighter.

You kiss the side of his head, reluctantly pulling yourself away only to grab his hands and move to the bed, not believing that there's nothing more than just fatigue that's got his usual goofy smile hidden behind such a frustrated countenance.

You crawl onto his lap once his back is against the headboard, his hands slipping underneath your shirt to rub your back, a habit when he's nervous. He knows what's coming, already avoiding your eyes.

"Are you gonna tell me what's wrong, Mark Lee? No excuses, this time." You mean business, but your voice is still as soft and comforting as ever. He can't resist looking up at you once you stroke his cheek with your thumb, featherlight.

With a drawn out breath, he reluctantly responds, knowing it'll only eat at him further if he doesn't.

"It's just....I feel like maybe I don't do enough for you...sexually? Like, I know everyone masturbates and It's totally fine you use a toy and stuff, I just feel like...like maybe It's better than...than what I can do? I know I'm not the most experienced but-"

He's stuttering, ears tomato red at the tips and he's a bit perplexed to see such a jubilant smile spreading across your face as he rubs the back of his neck, embarassed beyond belief.

"Mark..." you cup his soft, blazing cheeks in your palms, forcing him to meet your gaze as squeamish as he's suddenly become. "you're that upset over something like this?"

You don't sound judgemental nor teasing, despite the way you're grinning. But still, he wants to hide his face, wants to bow his head in shame. Suddenly he feels very foolish.

Not being able to stand seeing him so crestfallen, you reassure him, trurthfully. Your heart aches.

"Hey hey, look at me bub," wide doe eyes stare back at you, as you move some of his hair out from in front of his forehead where the strands have fallen. "you are more than enough, so good that when you're away I cant stand it. I have to touch myself, and I'm not just saying that."

His expression has regained some confidence, though you're not done yet. You've got this determination swirling in the pit of your belly, thrumming through your veins. You want him to know how truly incredible he really is, how good he really makes you feel.

"I think about your hands, your mouth, your dick. And you know what? By the end of it I'm not even satisfied, because that little toy isn't you. Do you understand? Hmm? Or do I have to show you?"

Suddenly his heartbeat is loud in his ears, adams apple bobbing as he swallows. He's hardened underneath you and you known that you've got him.

"I-I understand, now. But you could still show me, you know. If you want." His voice is a little unsteady but the corners of his soft, pink mouth twitch at the corners with an echo of a smile.

It's too much, Mark Lee absolutely will be the death of you. And so you kiss him, in a way that has his toes curling and his arms wrapping around your middle like a boa, refusing to let go.

Your fingers are tiwsted in his hair as you suck on his plush bottom lip, a gasp leaving his throat when your teeth nibble the sensitive skin. He can feel your hardened nipples through your sweater, pressing against his chest.

Your knees have tightened around the small of his waist as well, crotch rubbing against the strained bulge in his basketball shorts. You whine into his mouth.

"Mm, you should feel how wet you make me," his hands venture lower at this, until his warm fingertips are pressing into the flesh of your thighs. "go ahead Markie, touch me."

He groans, not being able to hold it back from his chest at the sound of your voice and your generous offer. His fingers, delicate and eager rub your pussy through your lounge shorts, and his jaw slacks a bit at your lack of underwear.

Your tongue slips against his, mouths parted and greedy while he slips his hand into the warmth of your shorts - and practically whines.

He wasn't expecting the abundance of your essence, the utter and complete lack of friction as his digits glide effortlessly through your silken folds. He takes his ring finger and presses the pad of it against your entrance, circling and listening to the lewd, slick sounds.

"Oh fuck," he croons free hand on your lower back and urging you against his touch. "you're s-so wet already, how are you so wet?" He's mystified, and completely fucked.

"I told you." You kiss him again, swallowing his reply and grinding your pussy against his palm. Without warning, he slips a finger in, and then another, falling apart at the way your walls so eagerly welcome them. He trembles.

"Mm, Mark." You're reaching down, underneath his arm and gripping his length, hot in your hand underneath the slinky material of his shorts. He twitches.

Suddenly his fingers are curling inside of you, and he begins to languidly pump them in and out of your sopping heat, on fire from his toes to the top of his head. You have to grip onto his shoulders, momentarily forgetting your previous endeavor of palming his dick.

He doesn't mind, not when you're whining like this, fingers digging into his skin, your body rocking against his while your walls hug and squeeze around his digits.

"Does it feel good?" He asks genuinley, but already knows the answer, too high off of this moment to not want his ego stroked. Your eyebrows are furrowed, lips kiss bitten, skin hot to the touch. You can barely make out an answer, and he swears all the blood in his body rushes straight to his dick.

"S-so good Markie - harder, please." You bury your face in the crook of his shoulder as tour thighs tremble around his narrow hips, lips trembling against his throat. He obliges you happily, anything to have you wilting against him like this. To hear more of the sounds you're making, for him.

Anyone outside the door would know whats going on, with the squelching of your wetness and the vigor in which he's fucking you with his fingers, heel of his palm nudging your clit with each thrust. You already feel that pit of pressure inside your belly expanding, so close to the brink of exploding.

He's fairing the same, if he's honest. You're rubbing up against the painful, throbbing boner in his bottoms, hidden behind only a thin layer of clothing. Your juices have leaked, leaving your own shorts wet at the crotch and the sight is erotic in a way that makes him buck up against you.

His free hand cups your face when he adds a third finger, pulling you from his shoulder to look at your face.

He damn near blows his load right then and there.

You look like you're on the verge of tears, not able to hold yourself up straight. A blush burns his skin, when you lean into his touch, fingers grasping at the front of his white tee.

"M'gonna cum soon Markie."

His heart threatens to explode from his chest when you turn your head and suck his thumb into your warm mouth, closing your eyes and bliss while his fingers pump into you, buried to the third knuckle.

This causes him to thrust into you with a sudden jolt, and the way his fingertips rub against the sweet spot deep inside of you, has the build up of pleasure finally spilling over like a broken dam.

The fingers on either of his hands are soaked now, one with your saliva and the other with your cum. You're gripping onto his wrists, letting him massage the inside of your walls while they contract around him, eyes rolled to the back of your head.

The sight, the feeling, is too much. You're a mess, a beautiful, sopping wet mess and without warning it's like a freight train is hitting him at full force, cock twitching willdy as pure bliss seeps through his pores.

You're still shivering, humping his hand while spurts of cum fill the inside of his shorts, dripping down the crease of his thigh and even soaking through the material a bit. Your eyes are barely able to open, but you will them to when you hear the almost imperceptible groan that strains from his throat when your heartbeat finally stops drumming so loudly in your ears.

Your belly lurches, skin tingly to the touch as he slumps against the headboard, peering up at you with more adoration than you can handle.

"I-I came in my pants." He breathes out, panting heavily alongside you. The thrill that runs down your spine like a tremor at the realization that he's cum, untouched, because of you, is what allows you to have half the mind to pull his fingers from your aching heat - replacing the others in your mouth.

His head lolls to the side, honey eyes trained on you like it’s impossible to look away while you suck your juices from his digits, humming around them. It's like he's staring up at the sun, mesmerized.

And then you're kissing him, and he's sure he's gone to heaven. He tastes you on the tip of your own tongue, and you're so sweet, so tender when you grasp his cheeks.

"I came in my pants too, by the way. Technically." You smile, and he chuckles warmly, giddy. His arms encapsulate you and he nudges the tip of your nose with his own.

The toy can have its fun, he thinks to himself. Because really, truly, nothing - and no one, will ever be as lucky and as enamored as he is with you.

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

Must be this tall to Hunt| Boba Fett (tcw age so like 13/14)

Couldnt find a good teen boba gif, so heres bosk instead

Warnings: fake blame,

Reader: female

"You are expelled from the order-"

"What!?" Y/n shouted looking up at the council, "I did nothing! Master Plo! Reason with them!"

"I am sorry little one, I-"

Y/n was heart broken, looking up at the surrounding Jedi, this couldn't be true.

"Master Obi-Wan!" Y/n pleaded.

"Your attachments grow," Windu spoke, "and with them your anger."

"My anger?! My anger?!" Y/n shouted at him.

"Little one please." Plo pleaded, "I have brought a witness."

"You!?" Y/n argued, "Master I demand an answer! Why! Why would you- You out of all People!-"

She watched Anakin walk in guilt ridden on his face, "You!? Anakin! You!?"

He kept quiet as Fives walked in, her world stopping.

"Y-Your lieing!" She shouted, "Fives?! Not you! I trust you and you do this!?"

"Arc Trooper Fives." Windu spoke, " what have you seen Padawan Y/n do?"

Fives looked at her, "I. Saw Genral Y/n with a clone trooper,"

"Im with troopers everyday!" Y/n defended.

"What was Padawan Y/n doing with this clone trooper."

"...intercourse sir." Fives responded.

"Thats Obsurded Fives! And you know it!" Y/n argued, "You're my brothers- Why in gods name would I fuck any of you!"

"Y/n! That is enough!" Plo argued.

"You believe this crap!? You're suppose to have MY back!" Y/n demanded, "I'd have your back no matter what! And you turn on me!"

"Are there any other witnesses?" Fisto spoke.

"Yes." Windu spoke, "bring them in."

Y/n watched, her brothers, the wolf pack, Commandos and even some from the Corosaunt Gaurd walk in, and they strung there string of lies and they strung them high and low, entagled the lies beyond untanglement.

"Padawan L/n is to be expelled from the Order and that is our final verdict."

The platform she was on went downward, the clone troopers who had made there testimonies were gathered at the bottom, a path for her to go through.

"Y/n-" Wolfee spoke reaching out a hand.

"Don't you dare touch me!" She shouted in anger pushing past the clones.

"It had to be done." Commander Thron spoke quietly.

The others nodded.

"Damn it!" Fives shouted running out the room and rushing down the halls, after the light echoing of Y/n's angered footsteps.

She pushed the doors open and just walking out them she stopped, hearing Five's steps behind her.

"General. It had to be done-"

"What!? The lies! The string of lies you built! Why!? Why would you do this to me?!" Y/n argued looking back at the clone.

"We wanted to protect you-"

"Bullshit Fives! Bullshit! I love all of you! All of you!" Y/n shouted, screaming so loud it was sure to be heard all the way down to the lower level.

"Y/n listen!-' he grabbed her shoulders trying to plead with her but she pushed him away ingiting one side of her double sided saber as Fives quickly backed up.

"Touch me again and I'll kill you." She spoke.

"I don't even deserve death. I know- I-" Fives tried to explained, "We wanted to protect you-"

"Then you should of had my back!"

The bright blade turned off and she turned around leaving without a second thought.

"Hey! Wake up!" Boba argued.

Y/n turned her self around as she opened her eyes, "what do you want Fett."

"Rations idiot." He spoke as Y/n sat up, the girl only a year older than Bobba.

She was thrown a rations bar by the boy as they were in a hotel room, she had been sleeping on the couch.

"How much longer we waitin?" She asked taking a crunch out of the bar.

"An hour, I told you that the how much longer last time you woke up." He argued looking through the window.

Y/n kept quiet as she ate her food, it bland and bleak in both tast and color.

Bobba took an arm chair by the window as he ate his own rations. It was silent for a long mintue.

"Did. You have that nightmare again?" He asked.

Y/n looked over at him, "when do I not?"

Boba ate a peice of his own ration bar, he never knew what the nightmare was about, but knew it was the same one, on repeat.

He had the same.

"You, uh. Wanna talk about it?"

She looked his way, then looked away quickly, only able to see the faces of her brothers.

"No." She replied coldy tossing the barely eaten ration bar on the table, her appetite gone, "I'm gonna go scope the roof, don't wait up for me."

She walked towards the door, grabbing the sniper on the way out.

"I'll come with you. Incase someone tries to get you from behind."

"I don't need someone to have my back." Y/n argued.

"Well then Im coming because I want to!"

He pushed past Y/n as she scoffed, following him close behind as they walked towards the steps, somewhere along the way Y/n hacked into a vending Machine, Boba going up the stairs himself, stealing whatever she pleased putting it in her sling bag, enough for her only.

"Sharing is what?" Y/n questioned Woflee

"An opportunity for someoen to get there arm chopped off, it's my food." Wolfee told her.

Y/n sighed, how she hated her own little life lessons to her brothers, and stole more food, enough for both Boba and her, and a little extra.

Walking up the rest of the steps she made it to the door she kicked open with the bottom of her foot.

"Could you try and be quiet?" He seethed.

"I mean. I could. But no." Y/n responded walking towards the edge where Boba sat on a near by utiliy unit.

She sat down setting her back infront of her as she laid herself on her side her back to Boba the lights of the bright city below barely reaching the top of the tall hotel they sat on.

"You want one?"

Boba looked over seeing Y/n holding up a soda.

"Where did you get that?"

"Stole it."

Rolling his eyes he walked over to her snatching the bottle and sitting himself by her head.

"Hey hey. Fives calm your tits." Y/n laughed.

Boba stayed silent as he looked at her, she too busy looking out and onward, but feeling the stare she looked besides her.

"Oh." Y/n realized, "My bad Fett."

Boba stayed silent, as Y/n took a drink of her own soda, he had realized she had become more sympathetic with her apology.

"You wanna talk about it now?" Boba questioned.

Y/n sighed, answering in silence for a mintue, "My only family betrayed me. Strung a String of lies to supposedly keep me safe. I think about it all the time. We use to find these abaonded places and sit up on the roofs like this, we'd sing, start a bonfire, get drunk."

"Your as old as me." Fett argued.

Y/n shrugged, "war does that, you only live once Fett."

"Then why are you still worrying about it?" Boba defended.

"Why do you still worry about the things you worry about?" Y/n questioned, "but I was kicked out of my group, my name stripped of me, and instead of having my back, they had me cast out. Happy Now?"

It was silent again, the hearing of honking and swearving down below could be heard.

"I lost my dad to the Jedi."

Y/n stopped mid way lifting her drink to her lips but then contuined to drink then pull away.

"They tend to do that..." Y/n responded, "they expect you to follow every rule every word, there no better than the sith."

"You know alot of jedi and sith."

Y/n looked at him once, "It was when you father died did I stop really believing in the Jedi-"

"You knew my father?! You're a jedi-"

"Shut your trap and listen before you get rowdy you damn idiot!' Y/n argued Boba gritting his teeth, "I met Jango Fett when I went on a small assignment, my first one, with Master Shakk Ti- it was basically playing paper boy. I remember delivering work to your father...alot of people were mean to me, he. He never was, always said thank you, always asked me if I had eaten. He even watched me leave on the ship back to Master Plo Koon. So when I went througy reports and found him dead I was in shock, later to find out a Jedi did it. I started to loose faith. Why kill a man lookin out for him and his child, sure capture him- but taking family...I know how that feels and no one should go through it."

Y/n took a drink finishing her bottle and tossing it over edge, "so. I fought. And I fought and I fought. If i couldnt save Jango, I'd save what was left of him- the clones- my brothers. They share the same face but are diffrent than any could imagine. I spoke, I wrote, I pleaded, I trainned. It never was enough, and it was my 'emotion' that got the better of me. Pssh. Yeah right the Jedi can piss off because if they want to see emotion? I'll give it to them."

Boba listened, he had nevee seen Y/n before hand, maybe he had and just didnt remember, he never knew someone could share his pain. Neverless with the same person.

"Windu will pay." Boba seethed, "and your a jedi! You can help me."

"I will go head to head to him, I don't plant bombs." Y/n defended.

"We can take him! Two on one!" Boba tried to persuade, "you know his fighting style! I know guns! You know sabers! We take his head and anyone else that stands in our way!"

Y/n looked at him dully.

"Come on! How many bounty hunters have you single handedly taken on! And killed! How many sith have you injured! Jedi that chase after us! Without your laser swords! We can kill him! Together!" Boba explained standing up, Y/n move to sit up, "We're the left behind! We are the strongest! Because we were left behind! We round up a few others! Bane! Sing! Bosk! And there's always someone paying for a Jedi's head!"

Y/n stood up grabbing hee sniper rifle as she did and looked at her watch.

"It can be a sniper shot! A saber battle! Whatever you want! As long as he die and Im involed I don't care how!" Bobba argued.

Y/n looked down below aiming her sniper adjusting the scope.

"My father would do the same for you-"

He was cut off by a bullet shot and soon the sounds of crying folks who see a man just drop dead on the street, the target they had been waiting for dead. She pulled away from her weapon slowly, turning her head towards him.

"I'll do it.-" Y/n agreed

"No." Boba spoke, "We'll do it. Together. For everything the jedi took from us!"

Y/n looked at the outreached hand as she took it.

"Together."

"As One Unit."

"As One Unit." Y/n responded, "well one and a half"

"Im not that short." Boba argued.

"Shorter than me." Y/n chuckled.