#uhm. whats their uh. their ship name. sorry

[kamimint]

Bitches..... Help

[sexlapis]

Actor!Toji has my heart and soul.

Imagine while they’re still trying to hide their relationship something gets out that it’s a real relationship and now the internet is going crazy. They’re still trying to deny it, but sadly there’s a paparazzi photo of them in a very.. interesting position, and they really can’t deny it. One of them on live or in an interview and all they are being asked is about the relationship and the photo. How far is either one willing to go before they crack and confirm their relationship?.. I’m going crazy

UHM…ARE YOU GUYS DATING?

ʚɞ actor!toji x gn!reader

s4w, one shot, short fic, fluff, crack, unintentional relationship reveal (toji’s fault ofc…)

a/n: these asks have been in my inbox since november 2023 so…sorry about that.

actor!toji masterlist

general masterlist

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What you and Toji were doing was just a complete joke at this point.

The blatant glances in interviews, the paparazzi pictures of you two together in cafes, museums, on set, at parties, the shocking innuendo replies under each others posts, the way you were always caught wearing a clothing item of Toji’s at least once a month…

…Just who did you think you were fooling?

Because it definitely was not the internet.

Every so often, after a questionable photo of the two of you or a clip of you both being overly physical in an interview, your names would be trending or your ship name.

Parasocial relationships on social media have no bounds.

People were assuming, guessing, planning, solving and just plain trying to figure out what on earth was going on between the two of you.

Some thought you were just close friends, others believed you two were so obviously dating.

But everyone agreed on one thing: there was no way that the relationship you and Toji had was platonic.

No way.

Of course, when asked about the nature of your relationship, which was very often, you both denied it.

“We’re both just friends”, you’d say.

“We’re just really close”, Toji would say.

“I couldn’t ask for a better person to be friends with”, you’d say.

“Well, yeah, I like her a lot…doesn’t mean anything’s going on!” Toji would claim

But all of these lies come to an end when a picture comes to a light.

You and Toji, at the park, sitting on the grass and…you’re stradding his lap, facing him and cupping his cheeks and Toji’s smiling, no, not one of his sleazy smirks, he’s really smiling like he’s looking at the love of his life.

There was nothing either of you could say - no like you could utter, no truth you could tell - that would stop everyone from stating the very obvious.

You and Toji are a couple.

And the internet is going crazy.

The top three hashtags that were trending on the day the photo was leaked were: #TOJIYN, #THEY’RE DATING?, and #I KNEW IT.

So it is safe to say that…everyone knew.

And nobody is shocked. Not really.

A week after that compromising photo was leaked, Toji is invited to speak on a popular podcast.

It barely even takes ten minutes before it is mentioned.

“Toji, thank you for coming! It’s really great to have you here!” The host praises, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Yeah, of course, thanks for-“”

“Are you and y/n dating?”

Toji stops mid sentence, his mouth open and seemingly surprised by the hosts’ straightforwardness.

“Uh-“”

“Because there’s a photo of the two of you.” The host presses on. “You know that, right?”

“I-“”

“Let’s a take a look.”

The podcast host picks up a remote, one that controls the computer monitor, clicks a button snd there it is…the leaked picture of you an Toji.

“See? Look at that.” The podcaster says, shaking his head. “What do you have to say about that, Toji?”

“Uhhh…” Toji bites his lip. “…I had something on my face. She wanted to take look at it.”

“Look at it or sit on it?”

“LOOK at it.” Toji confirms, a soft blush rising on the apples of his cheeks. “Just wanted to…you know, see what his was.” He shrugs, scratching the stubble on his face.

Toji and the podcaster are silent for a few moments, staring at each other.

“You guys are dating.”

“Yeahh, we’re dating.”

*

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[heartsforseo]

Strawhats with a Lolita member

Summary: The straw hats just boarded into a new island. But, not like any others. This island was all white and black. Until they met you. The reader also has Daki's demon art technique. This was the request REQUEST are open (IM BEGGING) word count: 1.6k

The straw hats first met you on a gloomy island. Due to the lack of vibrant colors, everyone's in formal and dark clothing. Everyone except you. Your background was a blur. You grew up on the other side of the island and only come to the town when you need something.

Today was always the same. You wore your tall heels and grabbed your ribbon bag. You looked at your mirror one last time to check your makeup and fix your black and pink hair.

You leave your pastel house and start walking to the town. Your frilly dress bounces on every step you make, along with all the little decorations and the big ribbon on your back. Your creamy stockings hug your smooth and perfect thighs. Your parasol, walking beside you, waiting to be opened and used.

The walk to the town was short. All kinds of animals surrounded you. Hostile or not. You were an eye candy on the gloomy island, the only one with colors and a devil fruit.

You looked at the harbor. A ship has arrived. The Jolly Roger is a skull with two crossed bones underneath and a straw hat on top. You looked back at the market, trying to find people standing out.

You opened your parasol and took out your creamy fan, holding it below your eyes. There, you saw a young man with a straw hat, the captain, you presume. Next to him was a girl with tangerine hair and a man with curly eyebrows. Your island doesn't often get visitors. The last time someone came, they never went back to the sea.

There is a saying if you offend the island and do something wrong. At night, sashes will wrap around your body and slowly absorb you.

"Hey! I've been trying to call you for the last 5 minutes." The voice whined. You snapped out of your thoughts--making a little sound, and you looked at the man. He looks like a plank separated by its group.

"What's your name, and why are you the only one glowing?" the tall, lanky man asked.

"Y/n…" you quietly muttered. The fan was a great asset today. Covering your pink blush and trembling mouth.

"Hm…do you know anything about t-" "Luffy! Stop running a- A LADY~"

"Oh, uhm…" You were starting to get uncomfortable. Today was just supposed to be like yesterday and the day before. While the two were busy fighting among themselves, you had run off and went to one of the instrument stores.

There, you saw a tall man's back. He had an afro and, by the neck--an orange scarf. He also had a gold top hat and a cane on his side. The tall man turned around and, to your horror, a skeleton. Before it could open its mouth, your devil fruit accidentally activated, and your sashes were wrapped around the skeleton, ending it with a ribbon.

You gasped and mumbled a quick sorry, then left the store. Today has been unpleasant. You left the town while holding your mirror, making your hair and makeup look good. When you were away from the townsfolk, you used your fruit and made your ribbons carry you.

Various thoughts entered your mind. But the forest was calming you down. You looked around you-- and a woman with sunglasses and a bag stepped out of the shadow.

"That was an interesting ability, miss." The lady said.

You looked at the mysterious woman. Her clothes and accessories fit her. "Oh, uh, thank you!" You answered cheerfully.

"I saw a house on the other side of the island. It was hard to ignore it, especially the color the owner chose. With all the evidence I gathered, you were the legend the people were discussing. Ribbons and sash?"

You tilted your head to the side and asked, "How do you know?"

The woman chuckled and answered, "I saw what you did to my friend Brook. I asked the locals about the ribbons. They said that pirates only left their clothing behind, no bones or skin," she continued, "I must say what you're doing here is heroic. But don't you get ever tired from the lack of color?"

I left my ribbon vehicle and finally spoke, "This place wasn't white and black. It used to be full of color and life. One day, I was exploring the forest all by myself. I never made any friends. They said my style was too childish. My friends were animals, and I was hanging out with them. One of the red pandas gave me a strawberry. Instead of its usual dots, it got replaced with tiny carved ribbons. I ate it since my friend gave it to me. It tasted weird, and I passed out. When I woke up, the island had no color except for me. I want to help my people first."

The woman said, "Have you never thought you were the problem?"

I gasped. Me? What did I ever do?

"I'm not saying that you are. But what if? Me and my crew are going to depart tomorrow. I could show you around the ship. All your belongings are in the Thousand Sunny."

"I- can I at least check the ship first?"

Now, here you are in front of the Thousands Sunny. You entered the big ship, holding your fan just below your eyes. There was no one, and the only light source was on the second floor towards the back of the ship.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Nico Robin. You can call me Robin."

After the tour, you find out the men sleep on the first floor while the girls sleep on the second floor. Speaking of sleep, the crew arranged your corner neatly. You had your vanity and a lot of picture frames. Your bed also had a lot of frilly and curtains, and the wardrobe filled with Lolita and Victorian dresses.

"Let's go to the last room. The dining room." Robin said.

There, you two entered the room. All of the straw hat members except Robin were eating happily.

"I'll introduce you to all of them. The man with the straw hat is our captain, Luffy. The girl with the orange hair is our navigator, Nami. The guy with the long nose is our sniper, Ussop. The guy wearing a suit is the ship's cook, Sanji. The reindeer is the ship's doctor, Chopper. The tall man is a cyborg and is the crew's shipwright, Franky. The skeleton, the guy you packaged neatly, is the musician, and his name is Brook. Lastly, the Fishman is the helmsman, and his name is Jinbei. Let's eat with them."

You walked behind Robin, your fan still in front of your face.

"Oh, it's you!" Nami yelled. "LADY~" Sanji shouted.

You winced from the roaring noise and instinctively opened your umbrella to avoid them. Robin noticed you shifting and held your hand, then closed your umbrella. Sanji served you food, and you sat on the counter.

That night was lovely and fun. The crew, even though it looked chaotic at first, was pleasant. Everybody's different personalities make you fit in like the last puzzle piece. The ship made you feel needed. It made you feel wanted.

You left the dining area and stared outside. In front, you could see the vast ocean. But if you look back, you can see your colorful island. Colorful island?

Was I the problem all along?

"So, do you accept my offer now?" You look beside you to see Robin also staring at the island. You closed your umbrella and shifted your body, staring at her.

"I do."

The next day, you woke up in your bed. Last night was a bit of a blur. Luffy was cheering that someone new joined, and all the crew were doing whatever. You went to the girl's room and immediately passed out.

You stood up and looked at the mirror, observing the heart-shaped beauty mark below your right eye. You took out some new clothes, a white dress stopping at your thighs. You also took a pair of socks that reached your knees and arm warmers, stopping at your shoulders.

You look at the room Nami and Robin, sleeping peacefully.

After showering, you went to the girl's room and put your hair into pigtails, using two large ribbons as hair ties.

You finally left the room and went down to the first floor. There, mostly all of the straw hats were chilling.

"Are we leaving now?" You asked

"Yeah, the log post finally worked, and we're now going to the next island," Franky replied

You stared back at your island, slowly drifting away.

"I hope the animals will be--"

"I saw some marines just east from here," Zoro yelled from the top nest.

The next thing you knew, cannonballs were being launched at you.

Half of the crewmembers were still asleep. The only ones awake were Sanji, Zoro, and Jinbei.

"Don't worry. There are only two ships. I can handle it." You said.

The three looked at each other and nodded. Then, all went back to work.

You used your ribbons and stretched them to make them larger and larger. You wrapped the two ships like a present and ended it with a large bow.

You turn your gaze toward the direction of your island, feeling a sense of loss as it disappears from your view. However, the presence of your friends by your side gives you a glimmer of hope and comfort. It's hard to adjust, but having friends nearby makes it peaceful.

A/n: OMGG I FINISHED IT IN A DAY!! I STARTED ON 11 AM AND FINISHED AT 3 PM I AM SO SO HAPPY!! I LOVE THIS REQUEST SO MUCH SINCE I WANTED TO DRESS LIKE LOLITA BUT NEVER GOT THE CONFIDENCE. ANYWAYS TY ANON!! I LIKE BEING A WORKAHOLIC

[schrijverr]

All the Things Evan Never Wrote Maddie About

An addition to chapter 3 to 6, wherein we get everything Buck – or Evan back then – never wrote on the cards to Maddie. The things he wanted to write her about, but stopped himself from ever sharing, especially when he was living in El Paso, raising Chris by himself.

On AO3.

Ships: Buddie (pre-slash)

Warnings: referenced child abandonment (Shannon), referenced homophobia, referenced emotionally abusive parents, referenced Doug

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Dear Maddie,

Remember that girl I told you about? The one that comes by the farm? Yeah, it’s actually a little more complicated than that and it didn’t work out. She left her four year old with me and left the state. Don’t worry, his dad came to get him! But he was so stressed. His name is Eddie. He and the girl, Shannon, are divorced. I’m watching Chris tonight. Eddie works the night shift. After me accidentally letting Shannon run, it’s the least I can do. Besides, Chris is a sweet kid and I don’t have anything better to do anyway.

Hope you’re doing okay and your love life is going better than mine. Is Doug still a dick? Did you leave him yet? I hope so.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Uh, so I’ve accidentally started co-parenting Chris with Eddie. You don’t know who these people are, but they’re great. Eddie is my only friend here and Chris is such a great kid. I should be out there traveling probably, but I don’t want to. Is that weird? I like raising Chris. But am I too young to be a parental figure to him? I hope not. It feels nice to raise Chris. It feels nice to help Eddie out and he seems to appreciate my help. I hope I’m not overstepping, because I like my place here. Any tips?

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Guess I’m officially staying with Eddie and helping him with Chris. His mom found out that I was helping and had a screaming fit. She doesn’t like me much, but I don’t think she likes anyone. Still, I get it, it’s not like I know anything about parenting, but Eddie does. He’s my age. I should figure it out if I follow his lead right? Do you know anything about raising kids? Please send advice.

Also I got fired by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson over it, which sucks, but Eddie is letting me sleep on the couch until I figure it out. He’s a good friend like that. I hope you have good friends too. What are you up to? Still with Doug?

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Chris has to have surgery for his CP and I’m scared. It’s not his first and it probably won’t be his last, but he’s just so small. Chris is the kid I’m helping to raise, by the way. Surprise! Uhm, that felt weird. I didn’t want to worry you and I guess this will worry you. I didn’t mean to. Sorry. I don’t have anyone to talk to. Other than Eddie of course. But he’s also scared. I don’t want to make it worse. You’re a nurse, ER not pediatrics, but still, can you make me less scared?

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

I never send my other card, but Chris has to have another surgery. He has CP and he’s only five. I’ve been helping Eddie take care of him after his mom walked out. He’s a champ, stayed cheery through most of his previous hospital stay and made it through just fine. But here I am, worrying again. And worrying you. I didn’t want to do that. You’re probably busy with hospital shift yourself. I have such a respect for your job. I already did, but the nurses here are great. Thank you for that.

Wish you were Chris’s nurse. Wish you were here. It’s so selfish, but it’s true. Chris is asking for his mom, but Shannon blocked both me and Eddie. He can’t even have that and he cried so much and nothing we could do helped. You probably would have known what to do. I miss you.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Did I ever tell you mom and dad made me give the money back? Because they did and I kind of regret saying yes to that now. Surgery is expensive. Don’t worry, I’m fine! Chris had to get surgery. He’s doing fine too, it really helped with his CP symptoms, definitely worth it, but my construction job and Eddie’s night guard salary isn’t going to cover it.

Do you think I could call them from money? I haven’t spoken to them since I left, but they wouldn’t deny a kid, right? Well, maybe they would. They probably think I’m being stupid. Could you ask and then give me the money? No. Nevermind, forget that. I don’t want to create trouble for you with Doug. Or did you leave him? Wish you would reply to me, I can use someone smarter than me to bounce ideas off. Though Eddie counts there.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Eddie is going to re-enlist. You don’t know who that is, but he’s my friend. Will be my husband I guess, which is a little weird. It’s nothing romantic though. And it’s going to be a quick courthouse wedding, so no need to come out. Though, I’m not sure if you would anyway. I miss getting a card back from you. It would be nice to have someone here who is on my side. Eddie is, but he’s going to leave. It is the best with bills and I’m so happy he trusts me with Chris, but I’ll miss him. He’s my best friend. My only friend, really. That’s a little sad. I’m doing great, I promise. We’re figuring it out. I hope you are doing great too.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

You’re officially an aunt! Congratulations and surprise! I adopted this kid, Chris. He’s five now. Me and Eddie, his dad got married as friends. It’s a long story, but it’s for financial reasons and so Eddie’s parents don’t take Chris. They kind of suck. Anyway, we went to court today and I’m now Chris’s dad, so that’s cool. At least, I hope you’ll think it’s cool. I do. Raising Chris is the best job I’ve had so far, he’s an amazing kid, you’d love him.

Maybe you can come meet him some time? But don’t tell mom and dad. Or Doug. They’d just be assholes about it. I promise it’s not as stupid as it sounds. I didn’t tell you, because I didn’t want to worry you, but I’ve already been raising Chris with Eddie for a year now and I’ve gotten a hang of the whole parenting thing.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Chris called me papi today! I’ve already been his dad legally for a bit and unofficially for a year, but still, that’s an upgrade! I also didn’t mention any of this before now. Is it a weird thing to drop on you that you’re an aunt because I’m excited about being a dad? Also, Chris is part Mexican, my Spanish is a lot better. Señora Smith would be proud of me. So the papi thing isn’t too weird, though I’m not fully used to it yet.

I hope you’re also having a good time and having good news happening to you. I wish I knew what was going on in your life. I feel like I must be missing so much. Hope I’ll get a card back!

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Eddie found out today I didn’t tell you about him and Chris. So, uh, he is my husband and Chris is my kid. He’s five. I’m writing this, because I feel bad now. I honestly didn’t think he’d mind, but he seemed so surprised, so maybe I should tell you?

Before I didn’t tell you, because I was just helping out a friend, but then Eddie and I got married so I could adopt Chris and it’s all official now. But I also didn’t tell you, because I’m scared. Not of you, but of mom and dad. And Doug. Eddie understood when I explained, but I still feel weird about it now.

I just I don’t want to be mean, but Doug scares me. I know you love him, but he always felt like bad news and I don’t want him near Chris, or know he exists and where he lives. God, I’m such an awful brother, which is also why I don’t want to tell you, because what kind of person thinks like that over their sibling’s spouse? It would suck if you thought Eddie sucks and I’m not even in love with the guy.

And then you have mom and dad, I know I can ask you not to tell, but what if it slips out? They already think I’m a loser, they probably think this is a stupid decision too. Even if I love being Chris’s dad. I don’t want to deal with them. I’ve already ran, I don’t need them back to judge me. Am I horrible for that? Will you hate me when you find out? I hope not. I hope we’ll meet again and I can tell you and you’ll be happy for me. I hope I get the courage to send another card. Or this one, but I don’t know. I’m scared, Maddie.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

So, I didn’t end up sending any of my cards about this, but my in-laws hate me. They already did before, but they weren’t my in-laws then. I’m raising this amazing kid, Chris, with my best friend, Eddie. He has to re-enlist to pay bills though, so we got married so I can continue to raise Chris while he’s gone. His parents just found out and… they aren’t happy.

I don’t think mom or dad would be happy for me either, but at least I didn’t have to hear them yelling at me about it, like Eddie had to. Are you also mad at me for it? I hope not. It makes me happy. Wish you were here.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Life totally sucks. Eddie left for his service and getting Chris to let him go was a nightmare. I never want to do that again, but that’s a part of being a parent, right? Making hard choices? I don’t like it. I hate it when he cries. And my in-laws still hate me too. They spread all sorts of nasty shit around town and everyone is avoiding me. Is it really that bad to marry a man just to help out with his kid? I’m not doing anything weird, I swear. I just want to help and Chris is an amazing kid. Eddie needed help and I helped. That’s it. I miss having Eddie here. I miss having back up. I know he had to go, but it still sucks.

I’m sorry, I’m whining. And you have no context for this. It’s a long story. I’m doing fine for the most part. My boss doesn’t care about the rumors, so that’s nice. See, not all bad. Positives! I hope you have some positives in your life too. It would be sad if we were both having a bad time. Tell me about it sometime?

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

How worried should I be that Chris is barely speaking? He’s just a kid and his dad just had to leave after his mom already did, but Eddie’s still calling him. He speaks then. Do you think that will go over or not? Have you seen something like this before? Is it normal for kids to react like this? I mean, I miss Eddie too, but it’s not the same, so I have no idea. I’d usually ask him, but, you know, he’s not here. I miss him about as much as I miss you. I could really use someone in my corner right now. God that’s so needy

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

I have a situation and I need advice, so you get a letter instead of a card. You always give the best advice. At least, you used to. I’m pretty sure you still do, but you haven’t been talking back in a while. I’m not even sure you’re still getting these, but I hope you do, because I can really use your help.

Okay, so, a little bit of backstory. Remember that girl it didn’t work out with? Well, she was a mom and it didn’t work out, because she abandoned her kid. Crazy, I know. Anyways, Chris is a great kid. I helped out his dad, Eddie for a bit and it spiraled out of control and we’re married now. Surprise! It’s just a friends thing, though. It was so I could adopt Chris, because Eddie had to re-enlist to pay medical bills (Chris has CP). So, it’s been me and Chris these past few months and it’s gonna be for the next year or so.

With that out of the way, my situation: Chris’s old PT place was homophobic. I tried to explain that we weren’t gay (not that it should have mattered) but they wouldn’t listen or help Chris, so I switched him over to this new place. And I told him not to mention Eddie. I know, I’m horrible!

I’m just worried that they’ll be homophobic again and then the next best place is three hours by car away, I can’t work enough to keep up with it all and drive Chris all the way there, plus gas is expensive and asking Helena (my mother-in-law, I suppose) will only end in her being terrible about it and lording it over me.

It’s the best thing to just not say and I made sure that Chris wouldn’t realize what happened. He has to deal with enough already, you know. But here is the worst part. I also didn’t tell Eddie. I don’t want to worry him, you know. He’s all the way across the ocean in a war zone and I’d just be bothering him, but I also feel like I’m erasing him, while I never want to do that. But I don’t know what to do. Did I make the right choice? Or should I tell him?

I’m sorry about dumping all this on you. That’s a lot of new information. Hopefully you don’t hate me too for keeping you out of the loop. I didn’t want to worry you. Sorry.

I hope your life is going well and you don’t have to grapple with your morals. Though, I suppose as an ER nurse, you make difficult decisions every day. You always keep such a cool head. I miss that. I wish I was more like you. I wish I knew what to do.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

People have only just started normal around me at the grocery store, but school pick up is still very uncomfortable. And Helena is wearing me down. I hope Chris won’t notice. I don’t know how much longer I can do this. It’s exhausting. I miss you. I want a hug. I want you here. I know I’m being a baby, but god, I just don’t want to be so alone for a moment.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Sorry for the tear splatters on the card. It was Chris’s sixth birthday today. Chris is my kid. Adopted. You would know that though, since I was still in Hershey when I was 19, but I guess I could have knocked a girl up on the way out. I’m sorry, that was cynical. But yeah, adopted a kid. It’s a temporary thing. Eddie, his dad, will come back. He has to. He’s serving oversea.

Yesterday was a nightmare. Chris blew out his candles on a video call with Eddie. I tried really hard to make it a good day. I hope it was. But Chris deserved better. Better than I can give him. I’m not his father, not in the way Eddie is. I keep fucking up. I thought I could do this, but I can’t.

Do you think mom and dad ever felt like this? Probably not. They should have. You made my birthdays better. Thank you so much for all of that. I never said, but I appreciated it.

God, this is depressing. I hate it here. I hate myself. I hate that Eddie had to go, I hate that Shannon left, I hate that Helena and Ramon were there when Eddie was supposed to be. I hate that you’re so far. I hate that I’m never enough. I hate it all.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

I’m so alone. Please, send a card back. Just a small one. I just need to hear from someone, anyone, that doesn’t hate me. Please. I love you. You’re the best sister I could have asked for. So, please, please.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

My husband almost died today. You don’t know I have a husband and I don’t. Technically. Eddie married me for convenience. He’s in the army. And he nearly died. They had to airlift him to Germany to get him the care he needs. I could have lost him. I thought he died when they called. He’s my best friend and Fuck, Maddie, I’m in love with him. I’m in love with my husband, who is not my husband. I’m in love with my best friend. And he could have died. I was so scared. Still am.

What if Eddie gets an infection and dies anyway? Will I have to raise Chris by myself? Can I do that? What if Eddie makes it? What if he divorces me and I’m all alone again? We said we would, but I don’t know if my heart can take saying goodbye. Not to him and not to Chris. Fuck, why did I ever get into this mess?

I wish you’d talk to me, so you can tell me it’s going to be okay. You’re an ER nurse, what do you about catching three bullets in your body? Is that a thing you see often? Will he die? Will I become a widower?

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

I’ve been very mature and collected about being in love with Eddie. You’d be proud of me. I think. I have been thinking before acting, planning things, not doing anything reckless. That’s progress, right?

Eddie is my best friend/platonic husband, by the way. He nearly died. Okay, this card is already a mess and a long story stacked on top of a long story, but know that I’ve been doing well. I’m thinking about becoming a firefighter. It pays well and has great insurance, plus you don’t need a college degree. I’m going to pitch it to Eddie when we call. I just want to help out. It’s not weird right? I hope not.

What’s happening with you? Anything interesting? In love with someone better than Doug already? I hope so.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

I’m going to be a firefighter! That’s cool and fun right? And Eddie isn’t going to divorce me yet because of it! That last part is as much news as the rest is probably. But don’t worry about it. It’s a long story, I can explain if you want, but you’d have to be sending me cards back for that. My address hasn’t changed in a while. You can come by. But you don’t have to. I get that you’re busy. I wouldn’t expect you to, that was rude and pressure-y. I just miss you. And I hope you’re doing well. Maybe getting divorced instead of me? Sorry. That’s also rude. Doug is just such a dick, I don’t know why you like him.

Love, Evan

~

Dear Maddie,

Eddie came home from service today, my supervisor at the academy gave me the day off so me and Chris could pick him up. It’s so good to have him home again. You should have seen Eddie and Chris’s faces when they reunited. I love them so much.

It feels weird to share this with you. Usually I don’t end up sending these, because I don’t want to worry you, but now it feels a little too late to tell you. I also never told you, because I don’t want mom or dad to know. Or Doug, iew. Sorry. I know you can keep it a secret, but I’d feel bad asking you to do that, just because I want to share being happy with you. Maybe I’ll come back after my divorce and just eat ice cream on your couch for a week.

Do you have things that make you happy right now? Still working in that same ER? I hope so, or none of these will have gotten to you. Though, that might explain the lack of response. I hope you’re okay, wherever you are.

Love, Buck

~

Dear Maddie,

I’m going to die! Okay, maybe dramatic, but I am! My friend, Eddie, he’s injured right now and I have to help him shower. And that’s fine! It’s all fine! I just also have a huge crush on him and he’s straight and I try to be respectful, but he’s all there with soft skin and silky hair and I’m going to die! I don’t know how to give someone a shower in a bro way. What if he catches on to my feelings? Then he’ll divorce me (long story). But it’s so hard (haha), because he’s so sexy and handsome that it hurts. God, this is an embarrassing card to write. You have to burn it after you read it!!! Or maybe I’ll do it for you. No one can find this. Ever!

Love, Buck

~

Dear Maddie,

Your little brother is officially a firefighter! I’m very excited about that, I’m also going to be a firefighter in LA. I mentioned last card that I was getting job offers, right? And I took one with the LAFD. I’d say come to visit when we’ve moved, but I don’t think you ever will.

Eddie is about to start his PT soon. We’re looking at places in LA, both to live and for his and Chris’s appointments. Hopefully there won’t be a repeat of the homophobia incident. But that won’t be a problem when Eddie divorces me. He’s my husband (friendly) by the way, Chris is our kid. Surprise, you’re an aunt. I wrote that line a million times, never send it. I think you’d be a great aunt, but I don’t trust Doug to be an uncle. Are you two still together? Probably. Fuck, I hate that guy. No offense. Well, maybe a little offense.

I’m going to see a lot of ER nurses from now on, makes me think of you. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll be handing over patients to you. That would be fun, right? A family business. No?

Love, Buck

~

Dear Maddie,

I just realized that LA has family of Eddie, which means I have to meet them. I asked Eddie what he wanted to do and he said we’ll go over after we’ve moved in. I really hope they’re going to be cooler than Helena and Ramon. I’m a little nervous to meet them. In-laws, you know. Scary.

How did you deal with meeting them? You did meet Doug’s mom, right, before she died? Was that scary? Probably, if she was related to Doug, but that’s beside the point.

Maybe it’ll be okay, since they’re not actually my in-laws, not like that. Me and Eddie are just married as friends and he’s probably going to divorce me when he recovers from his injuries (he’s a solider, got hurt in Afghanistan). It’s a long story.

Anyway, wish me luck!

Love, Buck

~

Dear Maddie,

Meeting Abuela and tía Pepa went well! They seem to like me. Eddie laughed at me though, but Abuela scolded him for it, that was funny. Did you know family can feel warm? Our house never felt warm. I’m going to miss it when Eddie divorces me. Is it rude to befriend your not entirely like that in-laws, so they’ll continue to be your friend after you divorce your not like that husband?

God, I’m truly a sad person, aren’t I? This sounds pathetic, even to me, but it was just so good, Maddie. I’m going to miss all these people so fucking much. I guess, I should be used to it. I learned to live without you, I’ll learn to live without Eddie and Chris. But fuck, it’s going to hurt. Do you think I can ask Eddie if it’s okay to send him and Chris cards after our divorce?

I’ll have some time to think about it, since Eddie isn’t better yet (it feels weird to be a little glad about that). Hopefully this whole firefighting thing will work out for me. I have my first day tomorrow and I’m so nervous. Any tips about that? Or about my divorce troubles?

Love, Buck

~~

A/N:

I didn’t do enough with Buck raising Chris alone in El Paso, but fuck that shit hurt. I didn’t want to have it get more out of hand and it wasn’t super important to the overall story, so I skipped over a lot of it, but it was a lot of fun to explore here. Hope you all angsted with me :D

Also, me posting this during the Doug arc for Maddie feels very poetic, like she truly nearly doesn’t make it without ever knowing that Buck is okay. That she got him out and he is happy now, that he has a family that loves him, ugh, my heart

[kazucinth]

You write for Varian!

Can you please do a magician/petty thef reader x y/n?

Like they use the sleight of hand to steal and she stole from varian only to get his book “ugh nerd things.” And ends up retiring it to him (due to no use) and they oddly became friends/lovers

Sumary: In which a magician who is secretly a theif, attempts to steal Varian’s book

Note: I’m not really a good writer so sorry if it too simple for you!

The sound of beakers, liquid mixing, and cogs turning filled the room. Varian reached to grab a certain liquid ‘hm? Where is it?’ He says while the Erlenmeyer flask seemed to be empty. Varian sighs because he knows that he has to go out and retrieve the ingredients, While strolling through the market he heard the people talking how a ship arrived at the borders ‘Ship huh?’ He thought. As he was walking he accidentally bumped onto a person “Oh! Sorry!” Varian tried to help the person up till he recognized it was a girl “You should watch Honestly watch your back kid!” Said the girl, he noticed the way her outtfit wasn’t like the clothes of Corona’s it was more foreign. “Uhm your not from here aren’t you?” Varian asked, the girls 'eyebrows furrowed “And so what? Its none of your business” she says as she crosses her arms turning to leave. ‘Hm, That was weird’ Varian thought, going back to his purpose for going to the market, Soon it was afternoon and he had bought the materials and began going home, till he noticed the girl again in a crowd making tricks with a card ‘What’s she doing?’ The girl pulled out a card to reveal 4 of hearts “Was this your card sir?” The audience gasped as it turns out her guess was right, the audience then watch as she handled with more tricks with different objects. Although it soon began going dark, everyone left to go back home yet Varian still stayed, impressed with her Sleight of hand. While the girl was fixing her things in a box, Varian came up to her “Your sleight of hand was good, I didn’t expect you’ve do it professionally” he stated, the girl chuckles “Oh? Of course, It’s one of my talents after all” The girl looked at Varian recognizing him earlier “Wait- your the guy that bumped onto me!” She scoffs “Oh that! Uhm… hah sorry?” The girl then raised her eyebrow, observing him till she saw a book ‘Hm.. that looks.. quite valuable’ she thought. “Here how ‘bout I show you some tricks?”“Huh oh sure” the girl began with some cards for him to focus on, showing him a last bit of her sleight of hand talents. Varian became interested, despite knowing what the backround of these tricks were, it was still nice to see. It was time for varian to go “Hey uh I never got your name?” The girl grins “Y/n” she brungs her hand out for him to shake and he gladly accepts it “Varian” “Thats quite a unique name, I’ll see you around Varian” she says as she began to walk back, and varian smiles as he made a new friend till she pulls out his book in her bag. ‘Wait that bag seems familiar’ Varian noticed as his eyes widen “Hey that’s mine!” As he chased her, the Y/n laughs as the reached the market, going through alleys of the buildings as Varian turned to an alley, Y/n suddenly disappears. “Damn it, she got away” He sighs as he goes back home. Y/n opened the door of her house to be greeted by her father, “Why are you so late?” Ask her father, Y/n took a bottle of water in the cabinet “The show lasted a little more than preferred” She took her water and went to the room, she opened the book and started reading, hoping to find some valuable stuff “what the-!” but hope was turned into disappointment when she realized the book was only filled with science notes, she turned the pages to the very last to find atleast one important information for her but she had no luck, Y/n sighed knowing she’ll go back to the market tomorrow and probably meet Varian. It was next morning, Varian tried to find Y/n but he couldn’t, after all the book may not contain important notes about the castle, yet it had important information for him. Varian went to rest on a nearby tree where he could see everyone and everything, at this point it would be impossible for Varian not to spot Y/n. “The view ‘ere is calming no?” Varian yelped as he saw Y/n come down the tree and dusted herself off

“sorry didn’t mean to scare ya” She took the book out of her bag, and gave it to him “oh uh thanks” he took it with hesitance “found out your were pretty interested in alchemy huh?” Y/n says as Varian looked through the book to make sure the notes were still intact “yeah, how about you?” “Eh, more of astronomy but still part of science yeah sorry ‘bout stealing your book, habbit of a curiousity of mine ” Varian chuckled “its fine atleast you brought it back” Y/n smiled “how about I bring you some of the best view as an apology or treat you, how does that sound?” Varian thought about it then he nods with content, Y/n took his hand to lead him the way as they laugh together.

[star-gxze]

Are we still friends?

enjoy :)

It’s been gnawing at you since day…however long you’ve been on this damn ship, you and rodimus did everything together you even cuddled together, I mean he’s a big ass alien and your pretty small but you make it work...somehow, but it didn’t make sense to you! How could you be doing all these things with him yet he never asked you to be his conjux, it was confusing as hell.

 You knock onto a big door. It opens slowly, Rodimus peers out and looks down, he smiles. “Hey [NAME] what’s up?” your heart pounds violently in your chest, your hands become sweaty.

 “I uhm…I” you stumble over words, Rodimus looks a bit concerned, “D’ya want to come in?” He questions, you nod your head yes.

 “Soooo…did you wanna talk to me about somethin?” Rodimus questions, you nod your head, It was an uncomfortable pause before you realized you needed to talk, “What…” You gulp, hands shaking “What are we?” You finally spit it out, Rodimus still looks confused “What d’ya mean [Name]?” he questions, you looked surprised, “I mean…like we do a lot of…y'know couple things? Like late night talks, slow dancing, cuddlin-…” you ramble, Rodimus stops you “i..uh thought that's what friends do?” you feel your heart crumble “what?” you whisper, “I thought that’s what you humans do, is it not?” He tilts his head a bit, your silent “you…okay…Sorry for wasting your time” You say solemnly, your heart feels heavy, you wanted to cry right there, hot tears threaten to fall down your face, his words echo through your face “I’m gonna go..bye” You walk fastly out his berthroom. “H-hey wait…are we still up for movie night?” Rodimus asks, wow. 

“No, I’ll be busy” You continue to walk out, Rodimus looks a bit sad but shrugs and gets back to what he was doing.

 It’s been primus knows how long since the last time you two have interacted, he’s starting to think you hate him, he wonders what he did wrong, yet he can’t figure it out, everytime he sees you hanging out with another bot, he gets a weird feeling in his chassis(?) It pains his spark so much to the point ratchet started to get annoyed with the frequent visits “Listen Rodimus, if you don’t have a legitimate reason to be in here then please leave, I have other-BETTER things to do then here how you fragged up with your relationship with [NAME], thats your own fault, get your helm out of your aft and quit acting stupid before you catch a nova Rodimus, go talk to them” Ratchet scolds Rodimus, he fears he has to talk to someday, so he does. 

 Rodimus goes to find you but you are nowhere to be found, he finally checks your berth-bedroom, hushed giggles fill his audio receptors, his spark feels heavy, he finally builds up the courage to knock, the giggling stops, “who is it?” You ask “It’s” Rodimus clears his throat(?) “Its me” a sigh reaches his audio receptors, “come in..” you say solemnly, the does a fwoosh rodimus ducks a bit before entering, he sees you laying on swerves chassis, a pang hits his spark, ‘we use to do that..’ he thinks to himself “ahem” you clear your throat breaking the awkward silence, “o-oh right, I just wanted to check in on you but I see you’re..busy right now” Rodimus’ sentence breaks off silently, “ ah, I best be going, I got…captain things to do the ship won't run itself!” he dashes out of there, not wanting to bear anymore pangs on his spark.

It may have been to late for him.

I think I rushed the ending a bit ;-;

also i learned today that catching a nova means doing something real stupid and about to get karma for it

[base0h]

Hey slayer. I've been violently ill lately and thought it be best to turn my misery into your profit, so here's a request for you. May I request the asl trio with an s/o that one night got really really sick?? Like I'm talking throwing up in the toilet, body shaking, feeling like you're going yo die type of thing. Thanks, have a great day and I hope you drink water 👋

a/n - nooo! I’m sorry about that anon :( I hope you feel better soon :) sorry in advance but I somehow make things cracky when they’re supposed to be serious 💀

warnings ���️ - g/n reader, vomit, comfort

- this guy hasn’t gotten sick once in his entire life, so he doesn’t know what the fuck to do when someone gets sick- (have you seen the way he tried to handle when nami got sick 😭)

- today, you already felt nauseous, sick to your stomach. The thought of eating made you want to throw yourself overboard-

- the rocking waves that shook the boat back and forth only contributed more- you weren’t even sure if this was your sickness, or sea sickness at this point

- maybe both?

- the toilet was your new bestie, the amount of times you threw up in there were countless

- chopper did his best with what meds he had- but nothing really eased the sickness. Your head just kept banging, dizzy from how many times you’ve thrown up

- your captain wasn’t sure what to do- he just kept frantically calling chopper over to see if you were ok.. He knew that maybe his funny antics weren’t going to help you right now

- “Sorry y/n… But I think this is just going to pass tomorrow, hang in there.” -chopper

- You were glad it wasn’t anything serious, but this was horrible

- Don’t you worry, Luffy stayed with you the entire night. He stole a bucket from Sanji for you to throw up in, and tried to tell you funny stories to lighten up your mood

- “Okok- ummmmm. Ok so there was this one time where grandpa kicked me down into a hole at night and-“ (Luffy was abused /with love)

- whenever you tried to sleep, he’d pat your head softly to lull you to sleep, and he tried his VERY hardest not to make any noise

- he ends up making noise but- it’s alright, you still love him (I hope)

- “Y/n! Don’t think about green! Like- don’t think about bushes and stuff! Think about uh… Meat! Wait- no. Uhm….“

- You were getting even more sick at the mention of the color green.. And meat? Luffy no.

- “NO I’M SORRY! DON’T THINK ABOUT MEAT! THINK ABOUT UH- THE SKY? THE GOING MERRY! SUNNY?”

- with him naming random stuff extremely loudly, it was able to distract you from all those gross thoughts, good save Luffy

- you made it through the night (traumatized) but alive. You were glad Luffy was there to stay with you, even though he’s not the best doctor in town lmao

- he loves you, and he’d do anything to make you feel alright :)

- he’s very experienced with almost every sickness, and he’s read about almost every kind of medical book he has in his library

- but nothing prepared him for taking care of the person he loved, because books don’t cover that :)

- you already asked Dragon if you could rest for today, and that alone made sabo so worried. You never had to miss a mission.. This must’ve been really bad

- as soon as the ship docked, sabo sprinted, and I mean SPED towards the headquarters

- my man literally knocked poor koala over on the way 😭

- when he burst through the door like a mad man, he grimaced when he saw how bad you looked

- you were still sitting by the toilet, your face turning green in close intervals

- “Oh hey sabo- how was the m-“ *throws up*

- “Y/N?! ARE YOU OK?!”

- He’s about to faint, but he managed to drag the doctor out from his office, and haul ass back to you for him to check you out

- sabo never knew he could be so tense and anxious, he found out today that he suffered from major anxiety whenever something bad happened to you 😭

- The doctor explained that it was simply a really bad stomach flu, and it would go away by either tomorrow or the next few days

- sabo was glad it wasn’t anything serious! But still, he was worried about you, I mean… You weren’t looking great-

- He tried his best, but whenever you threw up, he felt sick as well- so he comforted you while closing his eyes and covering his ears (he’s trying)

- at one point he had to run off because he threw up too 💀 probably from both feeling horrible because you were going through this. And also, he’s scared of vomit unfortunately

- just because he’s scared doesn’t mean he’s not going to stay with you 24/7! He’s sitting with you, giving you whatever you ask and need

- he tries to talk about anything except vomit and the color green lmao- but he somehow finds a way to get back to it??

- “Yeah on the mission today- we were freeing some of our comrades and one of them- his name’s Steve. He was wearing this AWFUL green shirt and I swear-!” *throws up*

- “I’M SORRY- FORGET EVERYTHING I JUST SAID PLEASE.”

- this poor man is dying, but trying 👍

- like Luffy, this guy has never been sick. EVER

- but he’s an expert at sensing whether or not you’re feeling ok- it’s kinda creepy

- it’s like he knows if a sneeze is coming, and he says bless you early 0-0

- this time, he didn’t catch it since he was off the ship, kicking marine ass on an island

- when he got back, you were- let’s just say.. You’ve been better.

- Whitebeard was worried, and Marco took a look at you right away. No one was as worried as Ace though, this poor guy was on fire, quite literally

- he kept accidentally setting things on fire around him from how worried he was!

- “Ace, don’t panic. Stay calm.” -Whitebeard

- “I AM CALM.”

- no he is not calm at all

- Marco told you that this would just have to pass normally, and he could only give you some anti-nausea meds

- when ace could finally go into your room, he was asking every single question known to man

- “Baby are you ok? You need water? Hugs? Food? A bucket? Meds? Blanket? Marco to turn into a fluffy bird and for you to hold him in your hand?”

- “…what?”

- let’s just say if you need something, he’s on it

- whenever you throw up, he’s like- cheering you on?

- “Great job! Get all that nasty stuff out! You got this!”

- I mean. It helped I guess 💀

- he’ll give you cuddles, hugs, anything to help you fall asleep and get through the night

- you finally fell asleep on him after a couple hours

- but this poor dude needed to pee so bad at around 3am. But the thought of waking you up, only for you to start throwing up again made him so sad..

- he didn’t want you to have to go through it again if you didn’t have to!

- so he sucked it up, and held it until you woke up at 7

- “Oh hey ace.. I feel a lot better now, thanks for staying.”

- “Oh my gosh that’s great! But give me like- 10 seconds I have to pee so fucking bad-!”

- my man SPED to the bathroom, leaving a literal trail of fire 💀💀💀

- he was in there for a while 😭

a/n - ace is so sweet 🥹

[hircines-hunter]

Hello hello :3c For the firsts asks: 6, 19, G, U, 💋 and 📝 for any ship of your choosing fufufufu

Thank you so much Senu!!! This took so long to make… the patients won’t stop.

6.First time they realized their "calling" in life

Sifkni’s calling will always be a werewolf. She was born as one. But after her first transformation she knew what she was made for. It takes her awhile to feel comfortable with being Harbinger. But when she kicked Vignar out before she was thought of as a potential candidate for Harbinger.

19. First time they felt rejected by another character

Sifkni does not like Brynjolf. He’s very dismissive of her in general and it is to protect Estinan. It is the first time she’s been affected by a rejection.

G. First time seeing the other one sick/injured

Farkas is injured during Dustman’s. That’s the first time Sifkni sees him seriously injured. And things happen to Sifkni later, that are more plot relevant. I won’t reveal it.

U. First pet names/nicknames they give each other

My love is probably their most used names for each other. Farkas does call her Sif a lot before and after they’re together.

📝 - Pick a character: first draft of that character + the final version of that character

Good gods. Uhm. Original Siffy is uh.. the writing is bad.

Original draft

A Nord woman stumbled across the vast Skyrim landscape. Her only light were the twin moons and stars above. She just instinctively ran. Her long auburn hair whipped around her. 

She couldn’t stop running. 

Not just yet. 

She needed to get farther away from the Pale. The farther away the better.

The woman came across a small house near a river. She came to a slight halt and decided to go ask for shelter. Before she even reached the house, outside the mines, her world went black.

Third and Posted draft

Sifkni’s feet carried her far from her home. Far from everything she’d known. Everything she loved. It didn’t matter anymore. Her heart dropped. What was she going to do now? Everyone was gone.

Papa. Rithle. Estinan. Lucret. Thonro.

Sifkni didn’t know how long she had been running. She figured she had been running all day and all-night judging by how she felt. Her legs were numb. Her lungs were on fire. Her feet were raw. Her body finally felt the elements. She shivered against the chill morning.

She felt the grime of sweat and dirt. And blood. Her auburn hair stuck to the grime instead of the breeze. She struggled to keep her eyes open, but not from exhaustion. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying.

Sifkni paused to look around.

Where am I?

She didn’t know where she was located. She knew she hadn’t left Skyrim. But the landscape changed. The forest was different. It was warm compared to the Pale. But the exact location evaded her. None of this was familiar to her.

She saw the early morning rays of the sun shine from behind the distant mountains. Smoke billowed from the chimney of a nearby house. At least someone lived out here.

She looked down at her blood covered hands. The disarray of her clothing or lack thereof. The rags she’d thrown on her body before running, barely covered her. Hopefully they could help her. The residents of the house. Hopefully.

She started her way towards the house. She desperately needed help. She reached out to knock on the door.

Someone shoved Sifkni to the ground. She screamed and struggled against the person holding her down. She was too exhausted. She choked back on a cry. Her eyes glinted silver before her captor hit her head with the back of their axe. Pain seared through her head and temple. Her world went dark.

💋 Favorite "first kiss" scene you've written between two characters

Ah…. Hmmmmmmmmm…. You know. Probably Sifarkas’ first kiss. It’s…. Just very….healing for her.

I’ll put it under read more!

At midday, Farkas grabbed her arm. “Ah. I forgot. Sorry. It’s your name day today. I have something for you.” He patted his pockets.

A gift? Sifkni’s heart pounded. She narrowed her eyes at him.

“I know…. You might not want to accept it. But, it’s yours. I can hold onto it longer… if you need me to.” He rummaged through the pockets of his coat and pulled out a delicately wrapped gift. “It reminded me of you.”

Sifkni took the gift and opened it. She saw the antler handle and the leather cover. A knife? She took the cover off. She stared at the icy blue blade. It sparkled in the sunlight. Beautiful. She looked at Farkas and then at the knife. “It’s … gorgeous.” Her eyebrows furrowed. She was at a loss for words. Was this really hers?

“The color reminded me of your eyes. And I thought you would like something useful and sturdy. Since you like hunting.” He held his hand out. She placed the knife in his hand. “It’s stalhrim. It’s as strong as ebony I think.” He looked over the knife with a soft smile on his face.

Sifkni looked at him. Her cheeks flushed at his comment. 

This wasn’t a bribery gift. 
This wasn’t from Thonro. 

She took a deep breath.

“I can hold onto it. Until you’re ready.” He smiled. 

Sifkni stared at him. She took the knife back and looked it over. She held it in front of the sun. The light prismed across the ground, casting sparkling rainbows on it. Beautiful. She moved it, causing the rainbows to shift around them. “I love it. A lot.” She looked at Farkas, a smile on her face. “I really do.” She said above a whisper.

“It’s okay. You can let me hold onto it until you’re ready. If it’s later today, tomorrow or even 10 years from now. It’ll be yours.”

Sifkni looked over the knife. She put the cover back on and she put it into her pocket. This wasn’t Thonro. This was Farkas. Farkas genuinely gave her a gift. Because he cared for her. It was a thoughtful gift. She did need a new knife. And it was the right amount of gorgeous and useful. She felt her eyes well. “No… no, I’ll take it now. It makes me happy.” She looked back at him. She turned and faced him. “Really.”

Sifkni wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close into a hug. Her cheeks brushed against his unshaven beard. She pulled away slightly to look at his face. His lips. He had a smile on them. His eyes were soft. Sifkni put her hand on his cheek, fingers trailing across his beard. His scars across his cheek and his lips. She leaned up and kissed him. Gentle. Soft. It felt natural and right. She felt her cheeks heat. 

Farkas put his hand behind her head and tilted her head, kissing her deeper. His fingers trailed through her hair. He pulled away and smiled at her. He wiped her tears away with his thumb. 

Sifkni’s face turned bright red. “I… I’m sorry!” She looked away. She should’ve asked first. Her happiness overwhelmed her.

“No….” He put his hands on her face and turned her face to him. “Don’t.” He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “I’ve been thinking about doing that for a long time. Don’t apologize. Please.”

Sifkni didn’t think her face could turn any more red, but she felt it grow hotter. “A long time?”

He nodded. “Aye. I….” He looked at her flushed face. He cleared his throat. He could barely see her freckles under the blush. “I… I never thought you would actually…”

Sifkni had a small smile. “Me either… I. I think… I have wanted to kiss you… since we left Jorrvaskr.” She put her hands on his. “Can… Can I kiss you again?” She asked as she leaned up.

“Aye. Anytime.” He pulled her closer as they kissed again.

[evilgabe29]

Chapter 2: Magic Space Prospectors

Sir Lanyard Wayne did his best to not shiver in the cold air of Artagan’s port. He tried to keep his back straight, years of working in cramped guild ships had done a number on his spine. He hoped that keeping his back straight would maybe undo some  of the damage, so far it hasn't done much.

Two hours had passed since Vik arrived. there was still no sign of the heaver. the job listing had clearly reached the centers so what was taking them so damn long? right as he finished that thought he snapped out of his thinking. Lan had been doing this semi-regularly to prevent himself from getting snuck up on again.

Lanyard scanned the crowd of people milling about for someone who might be walking towards him. Unfortunately it didn't seem like anyone fit the description. Lan relaxed unintentionally letting some of his slouch creep back in. 

“Excuse me?” a voice came from behind him accompanied by a tap on his shoulder. 

Lan jumped back in surprise, reaching for his coat pocket where a Keno shard sat in a fiery magenta cloak draining into Lan’s gloved fingers, Kenek stain crawling up his arm just that little bit more. a force pushed up against Lan granting him weightlessness. Lan bounced off the ground like a skipped rock. giving him a good ten half-yards of distance between him and whoever scared him. His brain finally caught up with what his eyes were seeing. a woman stood on where he'd been, she wore a blue port guild uniform. Lan stopped his levitation by putting his Athos back into the shard in his pocket making it burn a brilliant cyan.  

“…you’re Wayne I assume?” the woman asked unfazed.

“Uhm yes, you can call me Lan,” he said, letting himself relax a bit now that he was sure he wasn't in any danger. “you're the heaver then?”

“Yes, you can call me Kali. is that your ship back there?” Kali asked, pointing to Theo behind him. 

“Hum? Uh yeah, my brother and i built it for fun, we call her Theo after the-” 

“Yes, I know who Theosunis is. A fitting name for her,” This surprised Lan, the common person didn't know much about the niche subjects that Lan found so interesting.

“Yep, anyway we need to get going, we only reserved so much dock time” Lan said, beginning to walk towards his ship.

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Lan opened the door to the ship making a loud squeaking noise. He heard a soft gasp from Kali as she entered. People always seemed to underestimate how big the inside was, sure a large amount was taken up with air storage and insulation but if you account for it you could make the inside as big as you want. Lan sighed seeing Nell passed out on the couch to his left.

“Did you and your brother really build all of this?” Kali asked behind him. 

“Well  Nell did most of the building, I did most of the designing and drafting,” Lan said, glad that he could finally boast to someone about it.

“Impressive,” Kali said, trailing behind lan

“Yeah it was quite the project.”

“So what's the plan? The job offer said it was a scouting job but that could be anything from looking for comets to looking for planets,” she said leaning against one of the bedroom doors. 

“I'll explain everything once we get the dasher up. ”Lan walked over to the rightmost room that he could see was locked and knocked on the beige metal door. About a minute later Vik stumbled out of the room after struggling with the lock for a few seconds, their light brown hair a complete mess, gray shirt that was a bit too big for them slipping down off of one shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm awake, I'm awake” Vik said, yawning. 

“You're the dasher then? How old are you, kid?” Kali asked 

“Hum? I'm eighteen, at least last I checked,” Vik responded, still very groggy.

“Really? You look quite young for your age”

“Thanks, I think it's the rat diet. Anyway, what's your name?” 

“I'm Kali, what's yours?”

“Oh right, im Vik, sorry i'm not used to having a name again,”

Lan walked over to the kitchen area, letting the two get to know each other while he went to make himself a coffee. He filled up the metal carafe with water till it hit the inscribed line, placing the jug onto the white heating plate that seemed to glow a very faint yellow. Now that they have a dedicated dasher they don't need to keep a constant level of Athos running in the plate to make it work but there was no guarantee Vik could heat objects so it would be best to play it safe. He walked over to the large yellow cloaked Keno engine at the front of the ship. putting his fingertips to it and sucking just a bit of Athos into himself causing him to glow a very faint cyan. After injecting Athos into the hotplate, the carafe began to heat up. Once the water boiled he removed the athos from the plate leaving just a little bit, and transferred it into the Keno shard in his coat pocket making it glow just that little bit brighter. He dumped a bunch of coffee grounds into the pot and let it sit for a few minutes while he listened to the conversation Vik and Kali were having.

“-i mean it's probably convenient to be small since you're a dasher, you would have less air resistance to worry about when running around” Kali said, taking a swig from her canteen she kept in her coat.

“I do wear a relatively large coat though, so that probably counteracts any benefit I get from being short. Anyway, could we not talk about my height for a bit. You said you're a heaver what's that like?” said Vik, leaning against a perpendicular wall to Kali.

“Oh it's alright, means I never really need to worry about how much I'm carrying. But i think it shines more with other Kenek since so many things are dependent on the mass of the object so having the ability to change that value makes just everyone’s jobs easier”

“Makes sense, by the way, where are you from? Your accent doesn't sound like you're from Artagan”

“I'm surprised you noticed, i'm from Kuralon, i thought i had adopted the accent pretty well” 

“You put too much emphasis on your ‘E’s and not enough on your ‘A’s, it's not that noticeable you still did quite a good job of adopting the accent. I've just always had a good ear for spotting those kinds of things. It's easier to steal from folk that that aren't from here”

“That makes sense. So you lived on the streets eh? How's that like?”

“Eh it could be worse, rats are abundant and more or less safe to eat, and the NDM have soup kitchens set up where you can get a bowl for a sliver which is pretty affordable and the food itself isn't too bad. Sleeping conditions are about what you’d expect. The most dangerous thing would probably be others trying to steal from you but as long as you look poor enough most will leave you alone. Also if sleep high enough up on the escapement ladders most won't even think about coming up there”

“Interesting i expected street life to be a lot worse”

“No, yeah, it's not too bad, although that's probably because the NDM wants a population that actually wants to work for them, if they treat people like shit then no one will want to work and then well the whole city goes to shit. By the way, what brought you to Artagan? Surly you didn't come for the scenery,”

“I actually came here with the Port guild when they needed more staff at the Artagan port. But then they ended up laying me off and I've just been hanging around for a bit hoping I could find a job that would get me off of here before I ran out of shards. I'm surprised that there isn't a bigger demand for Kenek on ships. I heard they made crafts that don't require Athos for propulsion but I thought they were rather expensive and a pain to maintain.” 

“From what i heard most civilian spacecrafts have Kenek that are either friends or friends of friends, and most commercial aircrafts don't tend to use the local job centers”

“Really that's good to know, makes me wonder what we signed up for here…”

Lan snapped out of his musings that most would call eavesdropping but hey what do i know. He put the lid on his carafe, put a new filter into it and poured it into two metal mugs, filling the ship with the smell of fresh coffee. He walked over to Nell who was still passed out on the couch. Lan tapped him on the head waking him up and handed him one of the mugs. He sat down next to Nell, mug clenched between his hands while he rehearsed his speech in his head.

alright, yall mind imagining that i used gender neutral pronouns for Vik in the first chapter? thanks.

oh and i absolutely recommend this vlog playlist if you're doing a long stint of writing, its really relaxing and honestly just people being nice to people, its really cozy.

anyway i need to tag a bunch of folk now eh?

first mutuals,

@ohnoitsslime @kaylinalexanderbooks @theeccentricraven

@illarian-rambling @beloveddawn-blog @caligusabs

@weird-dork37 @ratedn @leahnardo-da-veggie

@you-need-not-apply @elsie-writes @fwoofz

and now non mutual tags,

@mr-orion @squarebracket-trickster @the-ellia-west

[poor-ciceros-voring-again]

I don't know how to format sorry. But !! I think I did okay considering I don't typically write things :3

"Are you lost, friend?"

Niveria flinches, breaking her lockpick, "OH! UH-," she quickly stands up and presses her back up against the door she was trying to open, "Just uh- I forgot my- th-the uh, key! I forgot my key!"

The figure in a black robe walks a little closer as she speaks, "Yeah? Well you know. We can always call the guards to help you. I mean, if it's your place and all that then I'm sure they'd love to help you out-"

"-NO," Niveria interrupts, "It's uh, it's super fine don't even worry about it.. I totally have this. We don't need the guards at all!" She has a nervous, almost terrified, look in her eyes.

The figure pulls her hood down, showing her pale freckled face. She has a wide grin, as if this entire situation is just a joke to her. "Yeah? Alright, then tell me the truth. You know.. if you're trying to thieve then-"

"NO! No, I-I'm not! I'm no thief...!"

The girl laughs, "Good, because my people wouldn't take too kindly to a freelancer. My name is Alyx. Who are you?"

Niveria hesitates before mumbling her name nervously, refusing to look up to meet the taller woman's gaze.

"FINALLY! A name to the face I saw sneak onto that docked ship! Was it you that killed that captain?? You do NOT look like a killer. They must hire ANYONE these days, rough economy with the emperor dead and all."

Niveria's face scrunches slightly. Hire? Do people think we're nothing but a bunch of sellswords? Her thoughts are broken by Alyx's laughter.

"I'm kidding! I think it's genius to have a kid going around killing, y'know? Nobody would suspect you!"

"I'm not a kid," Niveria raises her voice a little, "I'm 16! I've trained my entire life for things like this! I won't hesitate to eliminate you and send your soul to the Void if you continue to interrupt me!"

Alyx smirks. "I mean, the Dark Brotherhood's business isn't my business." She sighs, "My business doesn't like it when I kill people. Do you know how hard it is to come across fresh corpses in this city? Hmm. Hey, how long has it been since you've fed?"

Niveria hesitates and begins to eye around for an escape route.

"Oh relax, I know you're a vampire. I can tell. I don't really care, doesn't bother me any. If it makes you feel any better, I'm a necromancer," Alyx reaches her hand out to Niveria, "Now we both know how shunned by society we are. Nice to meet you."

Niveria reaches out and shakes her hand. They're both cold to the touch. "How did you know?" she whispers. "I thought I blended in well."

"You smell of blood and death. I guess that could just be the killing, but combined with your sunken in cheeks and hollow looking eyes, which have a bit of a red tint to them by the way, it was just a good guess. So I ask again, how long has it been since you fed?"

Niveria looks down at the ground, frowning. "A lot longer than I should've."

Alyx grins and grabs both of Niveria's hands excitedly, "Okay! I have an idea that will benefit both of us! I can pick the lock for you, and we can both wait inside for your target. You kill them, and then we can share the blood, and I can have the body. Unless..do you need it?"

Niveria shakes her head, "No, uhm. I don't have to do anything special for this contract, so I guess you can... Have it?" She stares down at their interlocked hands, "Why do you uh.. need it? Like, what do you do with it..?"

Alyx moves to kneel in front of the door, quickly dancing Niveria to the side and letting her hands go. "I'll show you! Give me a few, keep watch for me. I'll be quick."

Alyx quickly picks the lock and pulls Niveria inside before a guard passes by. "Alright, let's go to the basement for a bit. When will your target be here?"

Niveria shrugs. "Tomorrow, I think? Do Skooma addicts have specific schedules? Normally I follow and watch my targets, but I guess not this time."

Alyx grabs her hand and pulls her downstairs, stopping halfway down. "Shh, wait. Do you smell that? There's a body down here."

Niveria sighs. "Well, maybe my target is already dead." She quietly heads down the stairs, drawing her dagger as she steps into the basement.

[hearts4hansol]

uhm so me and my crush may or may not have confessed to eachother….

basically i was at my dt club (he goes too) and one of my male friends comes up to me and tells me that fish told him his crush and that his crushes name starts with a H 😱😱😱 (who could that be i wonder) so i get all embarrassed and overwhelmed and just hide and my friend rose starts laughing her ass off and saying ‘ooooh’ okay and then i just continue with my project (making a wedding dress for a doll from scratch) and go over to the sewing machine to learn how to use it

i turn around and i see fish literally hunting down my male friend (i forgot his codename yk the one dating my girl bff) and i just smile because now ik it’s true.

fast forward to end of the club and i meet up with some of my other close friends and tell them that ‘my crush likes me back omg’ and they went feral

they ran outside to go find him much to my dismay and say ‘FISHHH FISHH H LIKES YOU TOOOOOOOO’ and so i used my loudest voice (pretty loud) and said ‘GUYS SHUT THE FUCK UPPPP’

they start running and i just give up so when i catch up with them i see fish had turned red and my friends were interrogating him. i was so embarrassed so i just say ‘fuck this shit i’m going home’ so i start walking and then my friends just stayed there for a minute even after fish had crossed the road

so i have to run back to get them and i see fish and i just look away and drag my friends with me

so now i’m walking home and texting fish saying ‘i’m so sorry about my friends hope they didn’t embarrass you much’ and i felt rlly bad

he said it’s alright and we just talked a little bit over text

i stop after a while and my friend S is just teasing the shit out of me saying how proud of me she is and how cute we would be together

and when i get home i’m texting my bffs what happened and decide to ask the big question

i texted fish saying ‘uh you have a crush on me right?’ and he said ‘ummm kinda’

he told me how he felt and i decided to just tell him ‘i actually rlly like you but bc we don’t know eachothwr all that well i wanted to wait a bit but my blabbermouth friends made that pretty clear huh?’

we texted for a bit and he told me he’s liked me ever since we started texting and i said ive like him since friday

we both agreed that for now we should just stay as friends and we should just hang out until the time is right

i was like ‘the urge to hug you is too real’ and then we started planning when we would hug (we are friends btw) because we didn’t want my idiot bffs and his friends interfering with it so next week after my club we agreed we would hug goodbye (we’re both delulu asf btw) but that’s so far away

but i’m so inlove with this man rn like i texted him saying ‘byeee xxx’

AND THIS MAN SAYS ‘cya xxx’ OMFG WERE NOT EVEN DATING AND WE ARE STILL HEALTHIER THAN SOME OF THE COUPLES OMG

also i got on that trip and we both agreed that on the way back we could sit next to eachother on the coach

AGAHAGHDNSKJSBSBANMSKFISBWBSB

HELP I READ THE FIRST SENTENCE AND ALMOST SCREAMED?? OMG IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU I KNEW YOU GUYS WERE MEANT TO BE 😍😍 FISHH (<- yalls ship name. I'm so creative aren't i?) 🔛🔝

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Yatogami Kuroh Route Translation

How to spend autumn holidays

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Neko: Hey, hey, did you know? There are lo-o-ong holidays in autumn, too.

Saya: Uhm, today is the first day of the holidays.

Shiro: That's why we're here instead of going to class.

Kuroh: What is this guy talking about now?

Neko: Same here! That's not the answer Wagahai is expecting!

Neko: Since we're having days off, I want to go have fun! Amusement park! I want to go to an amusement park!

Shiro: Hmm, an amusement park…It's a little crowded this time of year.

Neko: Then anywhere is fine, I want to go out! If Wagahai stays in the room, she will rot!

Saya: A place that is not crowded…

Kuroh: …I know a good place.

Saya: Eh, really?

Kuroh: Here we are.

Saya: …

Shiro: …

Neko: …

Kuroh: What's that reaction?

Saya: Um…It's the sea, I thought.

Shiro: 'There's nothing but the sea" I thought.

Kuroh: Are you blind? Look behind, it's a fine mountain over there.

Neko: It nothing amazing, there's nothing to have fun with. There are no-o beach huts at all!

Saya: What is this place, Kuro-kun?

Kuroh: A training ground (shuren jou).

Saya: Shuren, Jou…

Neko: Who's that?

Kuroh: It is not a person's names. It is a place to train the body and mind, so to speak.

Shiro: Indeed, I see! …Well, I'll leave you at that!

Saya: S-Shiro-kun.

Shiro: With the way things are going, don't you think he'll make you train?

Shiro: I'd rather pass on that kind of thing.

Kuroh: Huh, if you want to leave, leave. ..If you can.

Neko: What do you mean?

Kuroh: We used private shipping to get here, remember?

Saya: …Ah.

Kuroh: The boat won't be here till tomorrow morning. You want to swim home?

Shiro: It's impossible! Can't we go home today…?

Kuroh: I have to deal with your selfishness every day. I want you to train with me once in a while.

Kuroh: However, you are beginners. I'll let you choose whichever you like.

Saya: Whichever we like?

Kuroh: Swimming in the cold or walking in the mountains? Which would you prefer?

Neko: Walking in the mountains, of course, idiot Kurosuke!

Kuroh: Adding "idiot" was unnecessary!

Saya: …Even though it's almost winter, the trees are very green.

Kuroh: It's a place where the seasons stop.

Saya: Eh! What do you mean?

Kuroh: Once upon a time, a hermit, in order to continue his trainings, created a place where he would not be interfered by the seasons. Ichigen-sama said that it was this mountain.

Kuroh: In fact, this place has no seasons. It remains the same in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Neko: What about cicadas and other insects that only appear during the season?

Kuroh: I don't know, ask the cicadas.

Neko: Kuro doesn't know too!

Kuroh: We arrieved.

Saya: Is this…a barbecue place?

Shiro: I thought it was uninhabited, but suddenly it's modernized…

Saya: Really. I think we should light the fire.

Neko: Hey, what about food? Don't we have any?

Kuroh: What are you talking about? There are plenty of it here.

Saya: Eh, you don't mean that, do you?. …No way.

Shiro: I have a bad feeling about this…I'm exhausted just getting here.

Kuroh: We will provide it from the mountain.

Shiro: I-I knew that…!!

Choice: [Let's do our best] ❤

Saya: (I don't want to spend the long awaited holidays in a bad mood… It sounds like fun if you think of this in a positive light)

Saya: I'll do my best in search of food!

Kuroh: You have a good eye. That's the spirit.

Shiro: Which type of searching? Gathering? Or hunting?

Saya: …Gathering, I guess. I've never hunted before.

Kuroh: There's a bow and arrows in that storage in the back.

Want to use them?

Saya: Un-uh! It's fine!

Choice: [Wait a minute…]

Saya: Wait a minute…Shiro-kun and I are exhausted…

Kuroh: Ah, yeah. Sorry…I didn't think it through with you guys being so new to this.

Kuroh: Let's take a little rest.

Shiro: Uhm, that would help.

Kuroh: …I said I brought you here today to train you, but that's not all.

Kuroh: When I was little, Ichigen-sama used to bring me here on his days off.

Kuroh: At that time, there was only forest, too, but I remember only that it was a lot of fun. I really loved that time.

Kuroh: I thought you guys would probably enjoy it. I'm sorry… I brought you here after all this time.

Saya: Kuro-kin…it's alright.

Saya: We're just a little tired right now. The air is fresh, and I like places like this because it's a bit like an adventure.

Neko: Uhm,uhm~~!!

Neko: Gohan is right! Sure, we're a little tired due to lack of physical strength, but that's worth it for the delicious food!

Saya: …That's right, Neko-chan!

Saya: (Kuro-kun thought about it in his own way and brought us here)

Saya: (…Since we're here, we have to enjoy it!)

Saya: Alright, we've rested a bit. Neko-chan, let's go find something to eat!

Neko: Ya-ay, I'm coming!

Shiro: The girls have a lot of stamina.

Kuroh: It's just you don't have it. Take it easy and rest.

Shiro: Un-uh, I'll go too. Since we're here, we have to have fun!

Saya: (The whole barbecue was only vegetables and mushrooms,

but it was delicious)

Saya: (It's good that Shiro-kun knows a lot about mushrooms)

Saya: …Eh!

Saya: (I just heard a noise outside the tent…)

Saya: (Maybe it's my imagination, but I'm curious…I think I'll go check it out)

Saya: Is it an animal or…

Saya: (…Someone going into the mountain…?)

Kuroh: …

Saya: (What is Kuro-kun doing, I wonder…)

Kuroh: …Ha.

Saya: (The tree was cut in half…!)

Kuroh: …I'm still a little rusty. I'll have to do some serious mountain training soon.

Saya: (Does he mean he's not in a good shape? It doesn't seem that way…)

Kuroh: --What are you doing there?

Saya: Kuro-kun…

Saya: I saw you going into the mountains. What were you doing?

Kuroh: Nah…I was just checking my swordsmanship a bit. It's dark, let's go back.

Saya: Eh, you are going back already?

Kuroh: Yeah.

Saya: (Could it be that I interrupted him…)

Saya: I'll go back alone. Don't mind and keep going, okay, Kuro-kun?

Kuroh: Oi, wait!

Saya: Good luck with your tra--

Kuroh: Konohana! Look out!

Saya: !

Saya: (There was a snake at my feet!)

Kuroh: That was probably a poisonous snake. There are many dangers in the forest at night. Never go out alone.

Saya: Sorry…Thanks for saving me.

Kuroh: Ah…Well, let's go back already.

Saya: Uhm!

Saya: (Kuro-kun looks a little dizzy, I wonder if he's okay…)

Saya: Em, Kuro-kun…?

Kuroh: *heavy breathing * Ugh…

Saya: Eh…Kuro-kun…?

Saya: Kuro-kun!?

Saya: He is unconscious. Could it be that the poison snake bit him…!

Saya: Kuro-kun, hold on!

Kuroh: …

Saya: What should I do? If I don't do something, Kuro-kun will…!

Saya: I have to do something. But what--!

Saya: What is this… A blue light came out of my hand to Kuro-kun…

Shiro: …It's awake, isn't it?

Saya: Shiro-kun.

Saya: You mean Kuro-kun is not waking up? He hasn't regained consciousness…

Shiro: Un-uh. I'm talking about you.

Shiro: Konohana Saya-san. Me, Isana Yashiro, has seen your ability.

Saya: Shiro-kun, are you sure Kuro-kun will really be okay?

Shiro: Uhm. Don't worry. Your power has kept the poison from spreading.

Saya: My power?

Shiro: Right. You have the power to attract and hold things. You remember that, right?

Saya: Attract…Like at the time of the ball-toss game?

Shiro: That's correct. And the trouble you had when I asked for the bread was related to your ability as well.

Saya: Uhm. …I always thought it was a strange power.

Shiro: You're right, it's strange. But…you saved Kuro's life with it.

Shiro: The poison has already been removed from his body, so considering Kuro's physical strength, he should awake soon.

Saya: What a relief…

Saya: (I feel like Shiro-kun is in a different mood than usual…)

Saya: What Shiro-kun said…Could it be that you're a very important person? Or having a great power…

Shiro: What's up with you all of a sudden?

Saya: Somehow, Shiro-kun has a different vibe now…

Shiro: …Me is me. I'm a second year high school student and I'm in the Silver club. I'm your comrade Isana Yashiro.

Saya: (…Maybe Shiro-kun has much more power than I do and he is much more mature than I am)

Saya: (But Shiro-kun next to me is a second year high school student, and he is a membrer of the same Silver club. That's all I need to know, right?)

Saya: …Uhm. You're right. Sorry, that was a weird thing to ask.

Shiro: Un-uh. Well then, let's go back.

Saya: Kuro-kun, how are you feeling?

Kuroh: …Good.

Saya: What a relief. I'm in.

Saya: Kuro-kun…I'm really sorry. Also, thanks for saving me.

Kuroh: No, it is I who should thank you. Shiro told me you saved my life.

Saya: Un-uh. I had been more careful, none of this would have happened.

Kuroh: No, if I hadn't brought you here in the first place…

Saya: Un-uh, it's my fault.

Kuroh: No, it's mine.

Saya: …

Kuroh: …

Kuroh: Heh…It's funny how we say that we are both to blame.

Saya: Fufu, that's right.

Kuroh: Anyway, I'm glad we're safe…Both you and me.

Saya: Uhm…

Kuroh: …I heard that your ability awakened yesterday.

Saya: Uhm. I didn't really understand what happened. Shiro-kun told me this.

Kuroh: If that guy said it's awakened, I'm sure you'll be able to use it soon.

Saya: I guess you're right…But I am glad I was able to help Kuro-kun with my ability.

Saya: Kuro-kun always helping me out.

Saya: …I think I'm finally starting to like my power.

Kuroh: I see… That's good.

Kuroh: …But I, too, have been saved by you.

Saya: Eh?

Kuroh: Seems I'm still a little dizzy. Sorry…

Saya: I got it. I'm going back to my tent now. Sorry for bothering you when you're so tired!

Saya: Em…See you tomorrow. Get well soon, Kuro-kun.

Kuroh: Yeah, see you tomorrow. Good night.

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[mooniladragon]

1 for every time you reblogged that post

dirk

dave

vriska

roxy

the signless

haha Uh Oh. this is gonna be long. putting it under a cut.

this is the post in question. putting for reference (so i dont have to flip between this and my gallery a bunch)

also this post will be a formatting mess. be warned.

dirk:

fave thing about them? idk really. dirk is my favorite character. actually? probably design. yeah i like his design :)

least favorite thing? uhhh hm. idk this question is gonna be tough every time. i have a hard time picking least favorites. wait no i got this one. hes kinda relatable :/

favorite line? also a tough question. theres a lot of good ones. i think "2024. The last free election the world would ever see." is up there though

idk what a brotp is. cant risk swapping apps and losing the whole post so this question will be skipped.

otp? i like dirkjake. they have such a Dynamic (most of the shipping ones are gonna have pretty milquetoast answers. i dont do a lot of shipping really)

notp? uhhh idk dude idrc

random headcanon? um. hmm. he would enjoy heathers the musical i think

unpopular opinion? i dont know whats popular really sorry guys :/// this is gonna be a common answer for this question.

song associated? oh no by marina. (unknown if diamonds are included. im dumb) it has the vibes i guess

fave picture?

i turned it into an emoji on my discord server. extremely usable 10/10 would recommend

dave:

fave thing? i also like his design. favorites are reeeeally hard though so idk

least fave thing? uhm. difficult again. cant answer :/ ohhh wait hes kinda relatable too :///

favorite line? the jupiter thing from act 1. really funny and also referenceable

brotp skipped

otp? i like davekat. boring i know, but again, dynamics good :thumbsup: also its funny

notp skipped too

headcanon? he would like hamilton. lots of musical theater headcanons here but its like one of five things i think about so :/ sorry

opinon skipped

song? telekinesis by lemon demon. it just feels right

picture?

good panel

vriska:

fave thing? i like her design too

least fave thing? i dont like her. just in general. but i get why people do like her. i get it i just dont that much. she does have the Complex Character Appeal, however.

fave line? uhm uh uhh hm. i dunno guys

brotp skipped

otp? vrisrezi as a Fucked Up Messy Relationship. they are messed up

notp? idk again

headcanon? if she were a human highschooler shed be one of those asshole drama kids. as opposed to the normal ones. i think that makes sense? idk i can picture the type of person in my mind

song? world burn from mean girls i guess idk

picture?

no caption necessary. its just funny

roxy:

fave thing? at this point everyone knows im a sucker for a good design. which she has.

least fave thing? i still cannot answer these questions properly. i think i know the reason now too. i think most things that could qualify for like.. a "bad trait" to me just makes them more interesting, so i dont count it as a negative. huh. not really related to roxy though i just wanted to write that down

favorite line? the miss zuipperpips bit maybe? i dunno its late and my computer is dead and i cant risk swapping apps :( sorry :(

brotp skipped again :pensive:

otp? okay i like callierox. plus john. i think thats fun (not sure about what the ship name for the three of them is tho)

notp? time to say that i only kind of half knoe what a notp is anyway. anyway idk again

headcanon? she would enjoy wings of fire. terezi would too but this isnt about her

song? fine by lemon demon. its fun! it has roxy vibes to me. maybe not the best candidate, but i cant check my playlists rn either :(

opinion skipped so much that i put it in the wrong spot

picture?

party hat roxy!!!! woo!!

the signless:

fave thing? idk i dont really think about the ancestors that much. design ig

least fave thing? again nothing to report.

fave line? does he have any????

brotp, otp, and notp skipped because i have no opinions

headcanon? idk if he read warriors i think he would have mixed feelings about moth flight.

song? idk i dont have a playlist for him

opinion skipped

picture?

we are going to beat you to death

ANYWAY. TO WRAP UP THIS POST:

congrats on making it all the way through. you get a little gold star sticker. good job.

i love receiving asks! keep it up. this did take a long time to write though because: 1. i am Bad at Formatting and 2. Typing on Mobile is Hard. (also 3. It was Bedtime and I Couldn't Use my Computer)

thanks for the ask!!

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Alright, this is my first fic in a while so be nice. I'm still figuring out how I'll change the style and stuff so shhhhh ik i write some of it like a twelve y/o wattpad girly but yk what. I once was so stfu /hj

Ship: Leo Valdez x Reader

(Romantic Pairing)

Fandom: Heroes Of Olympus

Storyline / Request: Leo asks you out (kind of)

TW: wattpad-esque description of kissing this loser/pos, tbh ur kindaaaa carrying the interaction

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"Hey Y/N ! Dude, come sit with me and Jason-" He comes up closer to you and brings his mouth real close to your ear. "I got something to ask you," whispering the last part with a grin.

Your eyes squint, confused, "Uhm, okay. Sure, Leo." You stand up and begin to follow him past the pavilion and into the woods (theatre kid reference •o•) "Where are we going, dude?" You whisper, looking around and gently gripping his shoulder as you continue farther into the woods.

"Leo, I thought we were eating with Jason, what're you bringing me into?"

He turns toward you and smiles awkwardly, shaking his head before pushing forward even faster now. "HEY- "

You pause, walking into a clearing, your eyes widening. "Whoa."

Leo turns to you smiling awkwardly, a shaky, sweaty hand running through his hair. "So uh," He gulps, "You asked why I brought you- right?" Leo nervously laughs, looking like he wants so badly to get out the words stuck in his throat.

You grabbed his hand gently and held his chin with your fingers lightly, pulling his face to look into his eyes- examining them curiously as he blushes and tries to unsuccessfully shake his head away from your hand. "Dude!" You pull his face back to look straight (stop being homophobic casey its pride month) at you with your other hand. His eyes are basically hearts at this point ngl. "What's up with you, man? You brought me here but now you're just-"

He pulls your lips to collide with his, his eyes shut tight as he grips the crown of your head, his lips moving against yours in the most beginner way ever tbh. He's trying so hard it's almost charming, your eyes close too as you melt into the kiss, forgetting everything else because in that moment- you found yourself kissing your best friend.

You push his chest away, suddenly hearing a crash in the bushes a few feet to the left of you. "Hello?" You tentatively ask into the near darkness.

Leo awkwardly steps backward, falling through the bush behind him and hitting his head against a tree. "FUCK- "

"LEO- Are you okay?" Jason trips over his feet as he rushes over to the little fire man (not bullying just funny name i swear). "DUDE ARE YOU GOOD??" He pulls Leo up and walks back a few steps, bumping into you.

"Oh shit, sorry, Y/N" He crosses his arms, smiling at you after a moment. "Soooooooo- you and Leon, huh?"

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A Date

Written: 12/14/22

Words: 343

Fandom: Steven Universe

Ships: Kevin/Jamie

“Alright, and sign here,” Jamie said, handing Kevin the clipboard. Kevin scribbled down his name before handing the clipboard back.

“Do you wanna come in?” He asked. Jamie paused to consider the question, it was his last stop of the day.

“Yeah, why not,” he replied, stepping inside the house.

“So, uh,” Kevin started, desperately trying to make small talk. He wanted Jamie to like him but he wasn’t sure how to talk to him.

“What’s going on?” Jamie asked, raising one eyebrow

“Nothing! Nothing!” Kevin replied, feeling his face turn red.

“Uh ok,” Jamie replied suspiciously “so why’d you invite me in?”

“I- uhm” Kevin started “I wanted to talk to you”

“Oh,” Jamie replied, slightly surprised “what'd you want to talk about?”

“Uhm, I..uh” Kevin stuttered, wishing the ground would swallow him up “Are you dating anyone?”

“No, why?” Jamie replied, tilting his head to the side

“Well, I kinda sorta wanted to ask you if you maybe wanted to…” Kevin trailed off,

“Wanted to what?” Jamie questioned.

“If you wanted to go on a date with me?” Kevin mumbled, staring at the ground as he felt his face heat up.

“What? I didn’t hear you?”

“I asked if you wanted to go on a date with me,” Kevin said before crossing his arms over his chest and turning away.

“Oh” Jamie replied “OH”

“Yeah…sorry, never mind, can we just pretend this never happened?”

Jamie gave him a shy smile and stepped closer “you actually want to go on a date with me?”

“I mean, yeah” Kevin replied, staring at the ground.

“You’re so nice and passionate, and you’re really adorable when you get excited over stuff”

“You really mean that?” Jamie felt his face turn red.

“Well, yeah,” Kevin said before laughing nervously.

“Well I wouldn’t mind going on a date with you” Jamie replied.

“Okay,” Kevin said, grinning despite how much he was blushing.

“So..” Jamie started, also grinning.

“How about this Saturday?” Kevin asked, “I’ll pick you up?”.

“Yeah, ok” Jamie replied, “I’ll see you then”

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Tour guide.

Mayor Archibald X Fem! Reader X SW! Petunia (smut)

A/N: I’m sorry. They’re human, if it makes you feel better.

Summary: Oh dear.

(Y/N) walked down the darkening streets of Big-City, stopping by a large building. The sign on the door read, ‘town hall.’ She gently pushed the door open, and found it completely empty.

“Hello? Uhm, is anyone here?”

“Hello, hello!” A tall man walked out from behind a door with and iced window, keeping peeping eyes out of it. “I am the mayor, Archibald. What can I help you with?”

(Y/N) quickly looked him up and down, trying not to come off as rude. She noticed his highly business focused attire, with a monocle and bow tie accompanying his outfit. 

“Hello, Archibald. I am (Y/N), I’m Madame Blueberry’s niece. Sorry if I came too late. She told me it’d be wise to come down to city hall and get a tour of the town. Is that something that could be arranged here?”

“Oh, of course, dear! Not too late at all. Madame Blueberry is a good friend of mine, you know. Here,” he ushered her to the office from which he walked out of, “I can get you all set up here.”

She took her seat across from him at a small desk. Papers and assorted pens were scattered around the table.

Archibald adjusted his monocle briefly while scanning through various documents. His brow arched a bit in confusion.

“Is there a problem?”

“Oh, well, not really.” He shook his head. “It’s just that I can’t seem to find your documents. You need them to move here, but if they are on the way now—“

“No, no, I’m not moving to Big City, Mr. Archibald. I’m just staying for a bit, like a vacation,” she said.

“Oh? For how long, if you do not mind my asking?”

“For this week and half of next. Auntie wanted me to pay her a small visit, but I’m sure she doesn’t want me here forever,” she said through a small chuckle. “The women in my family sure love each other, but we love our personal space a bit more.”

“Well then, paperwork isn’t necessary. Now, about the tour,” Archibald said while placing the papers back down, “I’d be more than happy to show you all our main spots here, but there are a few places that I cannot take you.”

He pulled out a small map with certain places circled in red.

“Here,” he pointed, “is the shopping district. I would show you around there, but it will be extremely crowded there. Holiday shopping, and whatnot.”

She nodded.

“This is the port, which I see no point in showing you, nothing but fish and cargo ships there. I’m sure a young lady, like yourself, wouldn’t be too interested in something like that, would you?”

“No, I’m sure I can do without the port.” (Y/N) let a small smile cross her face. She thought Archibald was quite funny, though perhaps a bit ‘dorky.’

He flashed a sweet, wide smile back at her. “Here is one of our college buildings. There was another place, I believe I forgot to circle it.” He stood up from his seat and walked to where (Y/N) sat, trying to read the street names. “Oh. Yes, uhm, I can’t take you here either,” he tapped a spot.

“What’s that? Another shopping center?”

“No, it’s, uhm…” His face slowly started to heat up. He rolled the map up and held it under his arm during his pause in speech. “In the city we have some unsavory places, you see. That is one of them. It just isn’t the type of place a someone like you should be.”

“Why is that? No to be rude, but maybe it’s my type of place. Maybe I would like to be there. Urban areas don’t scare me.” She crossed her arms lightly, curious to know why she could not be there.

“I cannot take you there because it’s, uh, it is where our ‘gentlemen’s clubs’ are located. That is where the strip clubs were built.”

She made a small ‘o’ with her mouth and nodded slightly.

“Yes, uhm, well, that’s about all there is our little city.” He took the rolled up map and placed it under his desk, procuring a smaller version to hand to (Y/N). “Here, hold onto this for our tour tonight. I’d do it now, but later tours are so much easier. Oddly enough, people around here act like we’re a small town: going to bed early and such.”

“I guess I’ll see you tonight then, Mayor Archibald.” She grabbed the small map and walked out, already making her way to her aunt’s house down the street. 

(Y/N)’s head was filled to the brim on her journey to her temporary home. She thought about the mayor, about how strange, yet kind he was. She thought him quite smart and perhaps a bit attractive, but too awkward to be called suave. A flicker of connection passed through the two of them, enough for her to want to explore him and dig up information. She shook these thoughts out of her mind just as she reached the door. She walked right in, it was unlocked.

“Auntie, I’m back home. You have such a weird mayor,” her voice faded out a bit at her last statement.

The small, round woman turned the corner from the kitchen, wiping her dainty hands off on her apron.

“Hello, dear. Welcome back, I was just in the kitchen. Come, I’ve made your favorite.” A plate of small assorted tarts sat on the wooden dining room table. Madame Blueberry sat across from (Y/N). “Now, eat up, but you simply must tell me how the little meeting went!”

“Oh, well, it wasn’t anything special, just, uhm,” she paused while chewing on a tart, “The mayor, Archibald, is pretty nice. A bit strange, though.”

A snort escaped the older woman. “Yes, he’s quite eccentric, but I suppose that’s why I enjoy being around him so much. Such a fun man when you get to know him.”

“Really? He seems like the prudish kind, especially when he was talking about…” (Y/N)’s voice trailed off again, but her aunt did not seem to notice.

“Prudish? You should’ve seen him in his youth,” Madame said with a giggle, “He has not changed much either, he just hides that side of himself for professionalism’s sake.” 

“I’m sure he was a real party animal, hm, Auntie?”

“He really was! I remember, for instance, he had his eighteenth birthday at, what was it called? Oh, yes, ‘Show Stoppers.’ It’s the oldest strip club in Big City.” 

“Oh? Which district is that in?”

“Well, our stripping district is its own thing, it’s down by the port. Why do you ask?”

“No reason.” (Y/N) reached down for another tart, a chocolate one. “Just curious.”

“I see. You know, it’s still open after all this time. The same man still owns it, he’s a good friend of mine. They have the best drinks in the city too.”

“Sounds nice, I might take a little trip there. I was itching for a drink the whole plane ride here,” (Y/N) confessed. 

“Are you positive? It’s the filthiest part of town.”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry. Besides, I’m not a child, the deep part of the city is nothing new.” 

Madame chuckled, “Well, when you do go, tell the owner Bluebell said hello.”

“Bluebell?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Just an old nickname.” A red tint graced her face. “Go on, I’ll just be here.”

(Y/N) nodded and ran upstairs to change. She ended up choosing the first thing she saw in her suitcase and a pair of her aunt’s highest heels. She left without a word, seeing that Madame Blueberry disappeared back into her kitchen. 

She pulled out the map she had folded into her pocket, finding where she needed to go. It wasn’t a very long walk, so she reached her destination in no longer than fifteen minutes, as it really was a small city. A large neon sign confirmed where she was, along with the explicit posters on the outside of the windows. She eyed the small “now hiring” sign as she walked in.

“Hey there, young lady,” an older man said, “Could I take a quick look at your I.D.?”

(Y/N) handed the plastic card over.

“Blueberry? Do you know a Madame Blueberry, by chance?”

“Yeah, she’s my aunt, actually,” she took the card back.

“I knew you looked familiar! God, has anyone told you that you look just like her? It’s like looking at a photo,” he chuckled.

“You know her well, I assume?”

“Mhm, haven’t seen her in awhile though. I actually own this place. I’m Ted, by the way.”

“Oh, in that case, she told me to let you know that ‘Bluebell’ says hello.”

He started to walk over to the bar, she followed behind him quickly. They sat down in the nearly empty club.

“Gee, I sure remember that name! Well, anyway, what are you doing here? You’re not here to—?”

“To work?” She shook her head. “No, I’m not. I shouldn’t be in the city long enough for all that, I’m just here for a drink.”

“I’ll tell you what, kid, since you drove me around memory lane, drink whatever you want on the house.” He slapped the tabletop lightly and smiled, “Oh, and, you know, if you ever need a job, I got you covered.”

“Thanks, Ted, I appreciate that,” she smiled crookedly.

(Y/N) took her drink and walked down to the mostly empty tables by the stage. Strobe lights flashed and the music blasted as a tall, ginger woman walked out. She took notice of the few people in the crowd and decided to focus on (Y/N), holding eye contact as she did her set. She spun around on the thin pole on the stage, supporting her with her legs as she felt up and down her body with her hands. 

She went on for only a few minutes more, flashing vulgar signs and lusty looks (Y/N)‘s way.

The woman finally ended by edging over to (Y/N)’s table, stopping right in front of her on her knees. She leaned over the side of the stage.

“Hey, there,” she purred, cupping (Y/N)’s face, “You’re a bit too cute to be patronizing a place like this, don’t you think? You a new hire or what?”

(Y/N) gulped and looked up at the woman through her eyelashes, not noticing the club’s door opening. She quickly grabbed a small stack of bills and held them out to the woman. “No, I’m just here to, uhm—!”

“To watch me? You’re too sweet.” She pushed (Y/N)’s money back to her. “You keep that, honey.” 

“No, please take it! You looked so beautiful up there!”

“Pop the money right in there, if you want me to have it so bad.” The woman cracked a small smile and cupped her boobs, pushing her cleavage out to (Y/N). 

She tucked the money in between the woman’s breast, averting her eyes the best she could. 

“Thanks, honey. I’ll see you later,” she patted the money further down her bustier. She slid off the stage and collected from the few others around the stage, then disappeared to the back.

(Y/N) jumped as she felt a hand gently tap her shoulder. 

“Ted? Oh, you scared me.”

“Sorry, kid, I saw you watching Petunia, and didn’t want to interrupt, but, uh, someone’s here asking for you.” He pointed to the front of the club where Archibald stood nervously. “What’s with you knowing all my old friends, eh?” He chuckled.

“Archibald?” She walked over, her face still warm. “Sorry, were you looking for me?”

“Yes, your Aunt said you would be here, and I didn’t want you to miss our tour,” he fiddled with his hands. “Shall we get started?” 

Before she could answer the same woman appeared behind her, but she had thrown a dress on over her lingerie set.

“Bye, Petunia, see you tomorrow?” Ted asked.

“You know you will, Teddy. Hey, mayor! Hey, cutie, where are you going?” Petunia came up behind (Y/N), slightly snuggling into her neck.

She gasped.

“I’m taking (Y/N) here on a tour, as she’ll be staying here for a bit, that’s reminds me, your aunt wanted me to tell you—!”

“Oh, a tour? I know this place like the back of my hand. Mind if I tag along, Archibald?”

“No, I don’t.” Archibald felt his teeth grit together at the interruption, yet he shook his head. “No problem at all.”

Petunia grabbed (Y/N)‘s hand and ran out with her, leading her across the street. Archibald ran after the two, but he struggled to keep up.

“Here, right over here is my favorite restaurant.” Petunia pointed at a crammed building with one hand while she used her other to hold (Y/N)‘s.

“Luigi’s? What, is it a pizza place?”

“Yes, literally the best one! We should go one day. Would you like that, sweet pea?”

“Yeah, I’d love to. Uhm, I’d love to go with you. (Y/N) felt her face warm up at Petunia’s boldness. The prospect of ‘one day’ intrigued her. They barely knew each other, but somehow, (Y/N) didn’t mind that fact at all.

Archibald finally caught up to the pair. “Please, don’t rush off like that,” he huffed while he tried to catch his breath, “I cannot run like I could when I was young.” 

“Auntie says you could do a lot when you were young,” (Y/N) said suggestively with a snicker. 

“Really? Seems unlikely.” Petunia joined her in laughing.

“Hey! I’ll have you know I was quite a player as a youth! Some would’ve even called me a ladies’ man.”

Petunia let her laughter die out before she held (Y/N) from behind, gently slinging her arms around her neck. “Oh, really? I bet he’s lost all that experience by now,” she whispered into (Y/N)‘s ear. 

“I heard that! I’m not that old, you know! I have some life still in me.” Archibald crossed his arms, cinching his eyebrows together.

“Hm, you wanna prove it?” Petunia asked in a low, husky tone. 

He blushed.

“What do you mean by that? I don’t—“

“You know what I mean.” Still standing behind (Y/N), Petunia let her hands fall over the girl’s chest, gently massaging them. “I don’t live far from here, mayor. You wanna cut the tour short and prove yourself to us there?” Her purring voice aroused (Y/N). She felt her nipples harden under Petunia’s hands. 

Petunia gave him no time to answer as she lead (Y/N) to her apartment. They both heard loud steps follow behind them quickly. She was right, she lived only two minutes away. Petunia pushed the door open and left it cracked open so Archibald could come in. 

(Y/N) pushed her lips onto Petunia’s as she was pushed down onto her bed. Petunia quickly pulled away to unhook (Y/N)‘s bra and returned to her mouth, sucking on the girl’s tongue with a strong dominant energy. She ignored the sound of the door closing and footsteps walking over as she pulled down (Y/N)‘s panties. She dragged her finger through her slickness and brought it to her mouth.

“Here, I won’t hog her all to myself,” Petunia scooted to the side of (Y/N) and held her legs open, exposing her glistening cunt to Archibald. 

He slowly sunk to his knees at the corner of the bed, placing himself between (Y/N)‘s legs. He started to reach out, but brought his hand back. “Is it okay if, uhm…?” (Y/N) dug her foot into his shoulder, bringing him down to her slit in response. He pushed Petunia’s hands off and replaced them with his, hooking them under the thighs of the girl in front of him. He peppered the inside of her thighs with kisses, working his way up to her pussy. 

Petunia pushed her lips back against (Y/N) as her hips lifted up in an attempt to gain any sort of friction from Archibald. He obliged and sealed his lips over her clit and flicked it lightly, just enough to fulfill her. She stifled a moan behind the back of her hand.

“No, baby, you can’t do that.” Petunia snatched (Y/N)‘s hand away from her mouth and stroked the top of it with her thumb. “Don’t you want us to hear how good you feel? Yeah?” She let her hands cup (Y/N)’s boobs, groping them gently. A loud, slutty moan escaped the girl.

Archibald continued to lick stripes over her heated cunt and pushed two of his fingers into her entrance. He kept a steady pace as he fucked her with his digits, feeling her walls clench and release with each thrust. He gently curled them to hit the spongey spot inside of her. 

“Please, more, please,” (Y/N) babbled incoherently, pushing herself over his fingers.

“You heard her,” Petunia giggled and returned to (Y/N)‘s mouth.

“Okay. More, then.” He quickened his pace, now slamming into her aching cunt. Her walls spasmed quickly, trapping his fingers inside of her. She bit Petunia’s bottom lip gently to curb the shaking sensation within her. She tried to clench her legs together, but Archibald forced them back open and flipped her around on her stomach. He unzipped his pants, quickly slamming his cock into her. 

“Fuck, too much—“

“Hush, you’re doing so well, you know you can take it.” Petunia stroked her hair and wiped the tears forming in the corner of (Y/N)‘s eyes. “You look so pretty when you’re filled up!” 

(Y/N) pushed Petunia back onto the headboard, balancing herself on one elbow, and placed her hand between her thighs. She slipped under her panties and curled a finger into Petunia. She gasped at the prodding feeling. (Y/N) slipped another finger into the Ginger woman’s pussy while Archibald dug his nails into her hips, hitting deeper and deeper each time. She tensed up again, cumming over his length instead of his thin, nimble fingers this time. 

Archibald felt his core light up, and allowed himself a few final thrusts into (Y/N). He pulled out and let his cum spurt out onto her back. 

Petunia pulled (Y/N)’s shaking body up to her and snuggled up to her. She held her closely and threw a blanket over her shoulders. 

“You did so good, baby. Fuck, you were so pretty while he fucked you.” She stroked the girl’s hair, placing small kisses on the top of her head. 

(Y/N) felt herself sink into sleep as exhaustion crept up on her. She could faintly hear Archibald ask Petunia something.

“I’ll tell her, don’t worry. Goodbye, old man,” she snickered. Footsteps trailed off. “Honey, how would you like to stay in Big City? Archibald said your aunt wants you to move in.”

She hummed into Petunia’s shoulder, “Stay with you?”

“Sure, stay with me. Would that be okay?”

“Wanna stay with you,” she yawned, “I’ll stay.”