#yall please don't give up on medicine

[artaphant]

If your doctor can't tell you more about your blood than it's red, that's not a doctor. I'm not even a doctor and I could at least tell you if we have the same blood type. Give me a microscope I could tell you something else, maybe.

hate going to the doctors with persistent debilitating symptoms and then then they call you with the results which is just like good news! your blood is red

[ripleylove]

An unexpected announcement.

pairing: Rhea Ripley x fem!reader (and platonic the judgment day x reader. )

requested by@stellakiddsblog saying:Rhea x pregnant reader They announce their pregnancy to the judgement day No angst

genre:fluff!

summary: announcing you and Rhea being parents wasn't something you could do commonly,so you decided to tease them a bit.

A/N: I wanted to thank you all for the requests,the likes,the comments and the reblogs! I really appreciate each and everyone of you <3 I had to be ORIGINAL in this one

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You and your wife Rhea have always wanted a baby together.

So,you tried your everything to make the pregnancy happen,and,fortunately, it worked.

When the doctors told you that you were pregnant,you were over the moon: you jumped on Rhea,hugging her tight and her doing the same,while peppering millions of kisses on your cheeks.

You first told both of your families: Rhea's was on cloud nine,and yours was the happiest they've ever been. You got support from everyone,but,for the first few months you wanted to keep it a secret. But,obviously, your friends Dominik,Finn and Damian had to know,and to spice it up a little bit,you and Rhea planned something for them.

The day when you got the news of being pregnant,Rhea told the rest of the faction that her and you were sick. Obviously her and your friends were worried,and decided to visit the both of you.

"Hi girls!" Damian,ever the sweetest,hugged the both of you,but he had a look of worry on his face.

"Mami? Y/N? Are you alright? Do you need anything?" Dominik looked really preoccupied as well for the both of you.

Finn approached the both of you with 2 bags in his hands,full of snacks and drink. "Thank you,Finn,I appreciate it" Rhea said with a (fake) sick voice,coughing after talking to make a better impression.

You looked kinda bad as well,because,to seem pale,you put a light foundation so that the guys would really believe it.

"Guys,we don't have the strength to prepare our medicine,could you please help us? It's on the kitchen counter,but before giving it to us could you please read the instructions first?" You asked with a low voice, trying to hold your own laugh.

Basically, to prank the guys, you decided to put the ultrasound photos of your baby instead of the instructions, so they would be completely surprised.

Damian opened the box of the medicine,while Finn was preparing you both a cup of water to take said medicine and Dominik was putting all of the things they bought in their trip at the grocery store earlier on the table.

"What the hell?" Damian said,and,obviously, Finn and Dominik came next to him to see what was wrong. They loudly gasped,and their jaws fell open.

You and Rhea couldn't hold your laughs in anymore,and you just cried from all of the laughs you shared.

The three men watched the both of you with a confused expression,looking at each other in disbelief.

"Oh my god- wait I can't breathe-" You stopped to catch your breath,then you continued "So guys,guess what?" You asked with a smile, "We're becoming mothers!" Rhea exclaimed, with a smile that almost reached her ears and made her eyes disappear.

"WHAT?" Dominik said,and Finn continued "FOR REAL???"

You both nodded,and they erupted into cheers.

"I'm so happy for you!"

"I'm becoming an uncle!"

"Oh my god yall"

"THIS IS INSANE"

The night ended with a big hug,while you and Rhea contemplated about finally being mothers.

taglist: @stellakiddsblog @bibibi-tchx

[mazeinthemiroh]

This is a super silly request, but it popped into my mind while watching tiktoks lol.

How would ATEEZ react if you were watching a thirst trap tiktok of another member for a *little too long*.

ateez reactions to their s/o watching a thirst trap of another member

genre: crack, slight angst ig? suggestive if you squint?? idk

warnings: cursing

please like and reblog if you enjoy :)))

hongjoong

if you know what's good for your health you would never do this! but one day when he's been teasing and messing with you relentlessly you thought you would give him a piece of his own medicine. when he catches you watching a thirst trap of yunho, his eyebrow raises slowly as he tries to figure out how exactly he is going to punish you for this...

seonghwa

he is lowkey traumatised and highkey judging you. gives you a massive side-eye, like you guys know how judgemental his looks can be. his face sort of turns into a grimace as he cringes at the thirst trap before him. probably the type to cover your eyes and tell you you're too innocent for stuff like that when you're not

yunho

will probably watch it with you, to be honest. only out of sheer curiosity. he just thinks the whole thirst trap thing is still a very new and funny thing for him and he's seen some of himself before. but by a couple of seconds of the edit you're showing him he's already at his limit and he's like "nahhh i'm good"

yeosang

yeosangie is always trying to peak at what you're doing on your phone, especially if you guys are cuddled up together or he's bored. the last thing he would think of seeing was a thirst trap of one of his members. he would nudge you and look at you accusingly whilst trying not to laugh out of pure surprise.

san

don't do this to him. like... just don't. not only will he be jealous, but he will probably end up questioning your relationship because he's dramatic like that. "well if wooyoung is so hot then why don't you go out with him instead?" sooooo pouty please kiss his pout away and tell him your love him.

mingi

no because have yall seen that video of him reacting to yodelling because THAT'S THE FUNNIEST SHIT I'VE EVER SEEN> anyways his reaction is similar to that - mouth open and eyes wide, not really sure what to do but trynna be there for the vibes. he deadass doesn't know how to respond??

wooyoung

watches the thirst trap with you over your shoulder before calling you a pervert. like, what did you expect? but also "do you watch stuff like that with me in it?" he's such a dumbass like pick a struggle woo i love him. no because if you say yes he will start giggling like who is this guy.

jongho

very similar to seonghwa's reaction actually. he gives you a disapproving look and like he's so judgemental anyways why did you do this to yourself?? he scolds you for watching a member that wasn't him and can't help but feel a little jelly but doesn't let it show at all.

[intheholler]

Any recommendations for catchy songs about specific American historical events? Hurricane by The Band of Heathens (unless I'm mistaken, it's pretty explicitlu about Katrina) and The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald are examples.

i love the song hurricane, but i didn't know about the other til now. thank you for the inadvertent rec!

also i don't know about catchy necessarily but i do have a few historical event tunes to recommend.

It's About Blood by Steve Earle is about West Virginia coal mining disasters, at the end of which he lists by name around two dozen victims of specific disasters. this one gives me chills. this whole album Ghosts of West Virginia does actually

Big Time in the Jungle by Old Crow Medicine Show is about snatching up poor, uneducated southern boys and shippin em off to Vietnam. pretty catchy, v fuckin dark by the end

Battle of Blair Mountain by David Rovics is about,, well,, the battle of blair mountain

Seneca Creek by Charles Wesley Godwin mentions the WV flood of 1985 though is about the singer's grandparents iirc

... and as i made this list i realized i sure talk a lot about and revere west virginia for someone whos never lived there (but plans to <3). anyway here's some stuff to balance it

Casey Jones by The Grateful Dead is about a conductor in Tennessee who stayed on a runaway train to let others escape to safety and ultimaetly died (and is catchy as fuck actually)

Battle of New Orleans by Johnny Horton is pretty straightforwardly about the war of 1812

Ohio by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young is about the Kent State Massacre

American Pie by Don McClean was written in response to the plane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J.P. Richardson Jr. i feel like everyone knows this song but maybe not the actual meaning, i didn't know til a few years ago. so maybe i'm just behind

anyway if yall know any please add in reblogs or leave in the replies, i love this kinda thing

[piplup335]

Valk x reader fluff (reader is sick)

HEYA, FELLAS!!! :D

sadly i fell sick lol

I stayed @ home for the past 2 days, but now im ok (somewhat) AYYYYYYY

during those 2 days i felt demotivated af and stuff so i wrote this for myself ;-; sry, I’ll get back to cooking ASAP!

…then again tumblr lacks valk content 😭

short bc no energy lololol-

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Valk pushed open the door to your apartment.

"(Y/n)? Are you home, my love?"

After a long day at Crossroads being a commentator for different phights, Valk was exhausted. Usually, you would be by his side to comfort him and show him affection, but today was different. You didn't even show up for any matches, which was odd since you were also a phighter.

What confused the poor male more was the fact that you didn't even give him a heads-up, like you usually would if you didn't show up.

All the lights in your house were switched off, except for one.

The light in your bedroom.

Valk peeped in. "(Y/n)...?"

Groaning, you flipped on your back to glance at Valk's concerned expression.

"Valk...?"

Valk's pastel yellow eyes met yours, his concern evident in his eyes.

"(Y/n)? Are you okay? You don't look so well..."

Your throat hurt like hell, but you managed to croak out a short phrase.

"...sore...throat...nothing to worry about..."

Despite your words, Valk was still concerned for your well-being.

Were you okay? Was your sore throat bothering you? Was there anything he could do to help?

"Do you need anything, love?"

You shook your head. Valk thought for a while and made you some of your favourite soup.

"Drink this...it'll help soothe your throat."

Valk scooped up some soup and brought it to your mouth.

"Open up, dear...it's good for you."

You complied, and Valk spoon-fed you some soup.

He kept repeating the process until the bowl was empty.

"Feeling better, my love?"

You nodded and yawned. The soup gave you a warm feeling inside your chest, the medicine made you feel sleepy...plus, your bed felt so comfortable, like a cloud you could lie on to escape all your current pains...

Valk noticed your lethargy and patted you on the head.

"Tired, dear?"

Nodding your head, you lay down on your soft pillow.

Valk brushed a strand of hair away from your face.

"Please take care, my beloved..."

He gently ran his fingers through your hair, soothing you to sleep. When you finally fell asleep, Valk planted a soft kiss on your forehead before switching off the lights and walking to the door.

Before walking out, however, he said one thing- one thing that you could almost hear in your dreams.

"I love you, (Y/n)...please take care."

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and that’s another fic done! hopefully I fed some of yall at least ;-;

next fic may come out in a week or so bc I need to speedrun some projects, take care guys! :D

[storiesofleftoverghosts]

Dean taking care of you when you're sick would include...

pairings: Dean Winchester x GN!Reader

warnings: mentions of vomit and sickness

requested?: nope!

a/n: im feeling awful and whenever I feel sick, I watch Supernatural... self explanatory

when you first start showing symptoms, he's already getting prepared

he's been able to recognize the signs since he took care of Sam when he was sick

"Dean I swear I feel fine! It's just a stuffy nose." "That's how it always starts out."

stocks up on your favorite soup and medicine

when you finally get that fever, he makes you stay in bed

no ifs or buts about it

"But-" "(Y/N), you're burning up and can barely get out of bed. You're not going on the hunt and that's final."

he would definitely call someone to cover your hunt

would keep a throw-up bucket by your bed (please tell me yall had one of those too when you're sick)

if you have long hair, I feel like he'd hold it back for you when you need to puke

him trying not to puke when you do

him also trying not to puke when he has to clean your bucket

he keeps the tissues on the side table if you have a stuffy nose

definitely would keep you company though

binging Scooby Doo with him

"I freakin' called that it was going to be that dude!" "haven't you watched this episode many times?"

if you're one to whine when sick and want to be touched, its gonna suck to be you

as much as you beg Dean to cuddle, he's not going to

he'd get you another pillow to cuddle with

actually I don't think he would be willingly touching you at all

not that he doesn't love you he just does not want to get sick

for the time being I'm sure he'd sleep in another room

I also feel like he'd run you a nice warm bath so you could get that dirty feeling you get when your sick off of you

when he's not taking care of you, he's wiping shit down and washing his hands religiously

him buying Gatorade/Powerade and making sure you are drinking it

being the one who gives you your medicine and making sure you take it on time

when you're finally better, he's gonna want compensation in the form of pie and kisses

he'd only kiss you when he's sure you're a 100% better though

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 37

anon - i propose a 'who can solve a rubik's cube faster' contest between steven and casper because we need them to bond !

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anon - yall so what if

Hear me out

Y/n sees someone in trouble, but it's CASPER! And she goes out without Marc's permission and saves him, and when she comes back Marc is just sitting there watching the news and he looks over to her and he looks worried and sees Casper kinda just sitting there and he tends to both of them and Casper just kinda breaks the silence and goes "so..how what's your day?-" "what were you thinking y/n?" It's steven now and they kinda have a small argument and Casper goes "CHILDREN CHILDREN!! sorry sir but she SAVED me and you're getting mad at her for it?" Also why am I writing an entire fic idk😭

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anon - guys what if when y/n and Casper have their second ACTUAL kiss Marc makes a gross gagging noise and we're like "oh shit I didn't know you were there"

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@spideyscottage - okay but idea- baby scarab going on a date with casper and marc and layla are spying on them the whole time

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A/N : casper and y/n on their first official date :)))

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : this one was so much fun to write ngl

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, mentions of power failure, casper bonding with your dads, suggestive(? like almost making out but not really??), marc being a sneaky little bitch, getting shot (guns and violence) let me know if i missed anything

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today was your date with casper.

it’s not a fancy date and you’re happy with that, since neither of you are too fond of crowds.

you’d rather it just be you and him.

he had texted you as promised, and you had planned to get ice cream at this place down the road from his house, then go back and watch some movies with him.

it sounded perfect to you.

plus you wouldn’t be interrupted since his mom and sister were visiting family out of town, and his dad was out for a business trip.

and no, you’re not going to take advantage of the fact you’ll be completely alone with him, or take advantage of casper himself.

it was just that you’ve been interrupted a lot.

that’s all.

you had made sure to knock and wait for marc to open the door, no doubt that he was still fronting.

you heard hushed whispers and a thud before rushed footsteps come to the door before it opens, revealing marc, and you immediately notice his messy hair and the fact that his shirt is inside out.

you send him a tight lipped smile and lean on the doorframe. “did you guys actually..” you trail off, and when marc didn’t answer you gave him a disgusted look.

“dude i’m never sitting on that couch ever again” you mumble, peaking in and seeing the kittens eating their breakfast.

marc blocks you from looking in, and raises an eyebrow.

“do you want me to get you your pop tarts?” he asks and you make a face.

“why can’t i come in?” you ask suspiciously.

marc avoids eye contact with you, and begrudgingly shakes his head, which makes you smile.

“why not?” you press cheekily hoping he’ll give you an answer, but marc just gives you a look.

“steven?” you call out, knowing he would crack under pressure.

“they fondued. marc i’m so sorry” he admits and apologizes, marc running a hand down his face.

you snort and push yourself off the doorframe.

“please clean up in there” you start, marc distractedly nodding.

“also i might be home late” you trail off, marc giving you a confused look.

“but you don’t have work” he points out and you nod.

“i’m.. i’m uh..” you try to find the words.

“spit it out, y/n” you hear jake and you take a breath before doing so.

“casper asked me out” you start, getting surprised murmurs from all the guys. 

“so i’m.. that’s what i’m doing today” you look down and fiddle with a loose string on your sleeve.

you hear marc sigh and you look back up at him. “i know i can’t stop you.” he starts and you nod.

“just.. just at least text us every once and a while” a smile forms on your face and you nod excitedly.

“i will, i promise” you let out a breath and marc sighs again.

“awww, she’s going out on her first date” steven gushes and you groan.

“stay safe” jake tells you.

“i will”

and that was that. you said your goodbyes, and marc had to go anyways to.. clean up the place.

they all knew that this was going to happen at some point.

they fear the future, being honest.

they don’t want to let you go. meaning, they wish they could’ve somehow been there your whole life so that they had more time with you.

but nothing can change the past.

but they can at least make sure you’re okay in the present and make sure you have a good future.

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you met casper where you said you would, it now being around noon.

the ice cream place you were at wasn’t very popular, and it was near a park so it would be smooth sailing.

and little did you know that marc knew exactly where you were.

of course he followed you like the creep he is.

with layla too.

they were in their suits while following you on the rooftops.

jake and steven tried to convince him to leave you be, but marc insisted. he claims that this will be the only time. just to make sure that you’re safe.

casper doesn’t exactly know your whole situation with the ‘three dads in one body’ thing.

which is why this date would be a good time to explain.

“you didn’t have to pay, i have money” you tell casper, poking your ice cream with a spoon from the bowl it was in.

“and i already told you, i want this to be the best day ever, so don’t worry about a single thing” he reminds you.

you chuckle and walk with him down the sidewalk, both of you eating your ice cream along the way.

you feel a ringing in your head and turn around, seeing just regular people walking about.

“you okay?” casper asks and you nod, turning back to walk with him again.

“is it the tingle?” he whispers and you make a face.

“don’t say tingle. and yes, but there wasn’t anything there” you start. “i mean my webs were being weird yesterday, maybe my senses are going haywire” you suggest and casper shrugs.

“just don’t push yourself” casper warns, both of you speaking in hushed voices.

“i won’t, let’s just talk about something else” you shake your head and casper perks up immediately.

“there’s actually something i’ve been meaning to ask you” he starts, and you gesture for him to keep going.

“it’s about… steven. or is it marc?” he says confused and you hum.

“it’s a long story, but basically they are three different people in one body”

“what?”

“yeah”

casper takes a second to take a bite of his ice cream.

“doesn’t it get confusing knowing who’s who?”

“not really, steven has a british accent, while marc sounds american. and jake has this new york thing going on. he knows spanish” you nod to yourself, casper humming in thought.

“so i’ve met all of them then” he murmurs and you nod.

“wait- so that means moon knight and mr knight are the same guy?” he asks and you shake your head.

“marc is moon knight, and steven is mr knight. jake doesn’t do much for the public to see” you inform him and he nods.

“any more questions?”

“no”

“well, i have one then”

“and what is it?” casper wonders and you bite your lip, wondering if you should go through with it.

“can i get a taste of your ice cream” you start, casper blinking a few times before you continue.

“you don’t have to, it was just-“

“sure” he answers quietly and you quickly pull on his collar, yanking him over to peck his lips before pulling back.

he stops walking to stare at you, who had also stopped and licked your lips.

“good choice” you tell casper, starting to walk again, leaving him to catch up.

but before he could there was a loud bang, and then a few scared yells coming from behind you.

you set your bowl of ice cream on top of a garbage can, then look to casper who was inching towards you slowly, and doing the same with his ice cream.

the source of the loud crash was another car accident, and you saw about a dozen people dressed in identical black suits,  all having giant guns in their hands while pointing them at civilians.

“shit” you mutter, taking casper’s arm and leading him behind a tree.

“stay here, please don’t come out” you plead, looking around the tree to make sure nobody saw you.

casper looked startled, but shook his head.

“is there any way i can help?-“

“you can help by staying here. safe and hidden” you say and he hesitantly nods.

“khonshu, come on in need the suit” you say into thin air, casper being confused and then shocked when a suit envelopes your body, and lastly your face.

you nod at him and run out from behind the tree, right towards the danger.

casper watched, peaking around the tree only in the slightest.

you shot a web out at a light pole, thankful they were working properly again, and swinging so that you could kick a guy in the back, knocking him over as you land on top of a car in your ‘fighting pose’.

the eleven people left turn to you, and open fire, making you flip back and take cover behind the car, then shooting a web out towards one of their faces, then pulling to make them fall to the ground, face first.

two down, ten to go.

you jump out again, doing the same web thing to three more of them, then swinging and kicking two down.

now there were only five left, yet you only saw four.

you figured you would worry later, and take down the four that were there.

they kept open firing at you, one of the bullets skimming your thigh, making you wince and press a hand into it while you shot a web out to the gun to take it, then throwing it back at the persons head to knock them out.

the other three, you reused moves you already did, taking them out in no time.

they were amateurs.

you went to find the last one, when your spidey senses went off.

and in the direction of where casper was too.

you basically sprinted the best you could with the wound you had on your thigh, and when you came to turn around to the tree, there they were.

the last guy, and he had casper in a chokehold, the gun at his temple.

you noticed that the guys sleeves were rolled up, granted having gloves on.

you saw a scale tattoo on his forearm, which made you gasp.

“just come with us and he doesn’t get hurt” he says in a gruff voice, pressing the gun harder into the side of casper’s head.

you take in a shaky breath. “fine. just let him go” you say shakily and capsers eyes widen.

“no-“ he gets shoved away and you keep your fighting stance.

the man points the gun to casper and your eyes widen, and without thinking, you leap out in front of him, your shoulder taking the bullet, and the man gets impaled with a crescent shaped piece of sharp metal, making him fall to the ground.

“oh my god! y/n, please-“ casper crouches down next to you, the mask coming off while your eyes find his.

“please say something!” casper exclaims, you putting a hand up to his shoulder.

“help me up, we have to go” you say hurriedly, casper nodding and doing so.

“you just got shot- oh my god” he murmurs to himself, hooking one of your arms over his shoulder, the non injured on of course.

“yeah, just.. just..” you trail off.

“we’re going to my place, i’ll help you- i- i can help you there” he stammers, and you start to smell a faint scent of salt.

“are you crying?” you ask as you both duck into an alley near his house.

“no but i might” he says honestly. “i just watched you get shot while saving my ass” he tells you, helping you up the fire escape.

he helps you into his unlocked window, thankful nobody is home.

“sit on the bed, i’ll be right back” he tells you, and the suit comes off, revealing your normal clothes again.

where the bullet grazed your thigh was bleeding, and of course your bullet wound was as well.

casper came back and winced at the sight, having a cup of water and washcloths in his hand, along with a single rubber glove.

“is the bullet still in there?” he asks and you nod, flexing your arm and instantly regretting it, as it sent a stinging pain down your arm.

“hey hey hey- just.. just relax i can.. i can fix it” he says shakily and you look at him with glossy eyes. 

“i’m sorry” you say quietly, and casper looks at you like you’re crazy.

“what? why on earth are you sorry?” he says offendedly, putting the glove on and moving to look at the bullet wound closer.

“i ruined our first date” you let out a breath and casper gives you a look.

“you saved me from getting shot, you didn’t ruin anything” caliper starts. “you could never, so don’t think that”

you gasp in pain as casper touches the small hole in your arm lightly, and apologizing before just sticking two of his fingers in it to try and reach the bullet.

you bit your lip to keep yourself from letting out pained groans, and clenching your fists to keep yourself from flinching away.

“i got it” he says, setting the bullet down on his nightstand, and opening it to get the alcohol he now kept in it.

“where did that crescent thing come from?” he asks you, distracting you from thinking about the alcohol soaked towel about to touch over your bullet wound.

“probably marc, that sneaky bitch” you start, casper snorting. “he probably followed us, that’s why my senses were being weird” you realize and groan.

as if on cue, there’s a tap on the window sill, freaking the both of you out, and turning to see marc of course, peaking in with a smile until he sees what’s going on.

“holy shit” he mutters, coming in through the window, while the suit disappeared, taking your face in his hands.

“i didn’t think you actually got shot, are you okay?!” he exclaims and you nod, gently taking his hands off you while caliper continued to clean up the bullet hole in your arm.

marc turns to casper with narrowed eyes. “does he know what he’s doing?” marc asks and casper nods, not taking his eyes off of the almost clean wound.

“i do, i’ve watched many tutorials to prepare for this, sir” he answers and you raise and eyebrow.

“so you’ve been waiting for me to be shot?” you ask cheekily and casper shoots up in surprise.

“nonono- i just-“

he’s cut off by you laughing. “still too easy” you mutter.

marc watched the whole thing with furrowed brows, watching as casper reached for the gauze and bandages, unraveling them and staring to wrap them around your arm.

“y/n” marc suddenly says in a stern voice, making you look to him slowly.

“..yes?”

“not to be ‘me’, but what the hell were you thinking? you should’ve waited for me to-“

“get away from layla?” steven continued in a cheeky tone, making you raise an eyebrow.

“layla forced him to let you handle it. she almost cut him a couple times” steven informs you and you hum while nodding.

“interesting” you say.

“can you.. can you hear them?” casper asks and you nod.

“we think it has something to do with my schizophrenia” you say and he nods, moving to look at your leg.

the moment he put his hand near your thigh, marc nudged his hand away and gave him a look.

“marc-“

“no, he’s done, i’ll take care of the rest” he mutters, casper taking a breath and handing marc the alcohol and the bandages.

“you’re lucky there’s no bullet in this one, or you’d be in so much trouble right now” marc tells you and you sigh.

“if i may, she saved me so maybe don’t be such a-“

“such a what?” marc cuts off casper and you stare at him, waiting for him to respond to marc.

“such a dick” he mutters and you start laughing.

“he’s right, in a way” you defend, taking casper’s hand in your own.

“watch it” marc points a finger in your face, making you look away.

“thank you” you say to casper, him nodding and rubbing his thumb along your knuckles.

“anytime”

marc finished wrapping the bandage around your leg, and now that you were safe and not bleeding out, marc left the room to find a sink to wash his hands at, leaving you and casper.

“are you okay?” you ask him quietly and he stays silent.

“i didn’t mean to bring you into this- i- you must have been terrified- you had a gun to your head” you stutter and casper gives you a small smile to calm you.

“it was terrifying” he starts and you hold your breath. “but i knew you’d never let me get hurt. you’re the bravest person i’ve ever met” he says to you and you purse your lips, smiling back.

“i owe you ice cream” you chuckle, feeling both of you leaning closer to each other.

it wasn’t as slow as last time, this time knowing both of you wanted this.

you bring your non injured arm up and holding casper’s cheek in your hand, his moving up to your back to hold you close to him.

you were the one who finally closed the gap, your lips molding together like they were meant for each other.

you each separated to take a quick breath before moving even closer to deepen the kiss.

you ended up bringing your other arm up to wrap around him as well, his other hand brushing against your cheek.

your eyebrows furrowed, pressing your lips against his with more pressure than before, and then was when you felt his tongue poke at your bottom lip.

you were about to let it go further when you heard someone clear their throat from the outside of casper’s room, making you both jump apart.

it was steven, and you could tell by the way he was standing, and the way he was smiling at the both of you.

“how.. how long were you standing there..?” you ask him quietly.

“just a second, don’t worry” he answers and you sigh, casper avoiding looking at anyone.

you sit there awkwardly as well until steven- thank god- changes the subject.

“did you solve this?” steven asks casper, picking up the solved rubix cube off his desk.

casper shakes his head. “no, my sister did” he answers, the tense atmosphere fading away.

“are i’ve been practicing on this one though” casper continues, picking his other one up off his nightstand, right next to where a bloody bullet was.

“hm” steven hums, and you make a face, wondering what was going on in his head.

you get an idea all of a sudden, squeezing casper’s hand that was still in yours.

“you guys should have a competition, like who can solve a rubix cube the fastest” you offer, and both steven and casper chuckle.

“if you insist” steven says, handing you the solved rubix cube so that you could fairly mess it up so that the competition was fair.

you hand it back after turning and twisting in in every way you can, and looking between the two of them, casper slowly taking his hand out of yours after squeezing it one last time.

they both count down, sounding like nerds but effectively making you smile at the two, and then they both started to solve the colorful cubes.

~~~

it took half an hour until casper beat steven. not by a lot thought, because steven solved it five minuted after casper.

they called it a good game, and now casper was talking about how he’s never beat his sister in solving it.

which wasn’t surprising since allison absolutely killed those rubix cubes.

you didn’t know how she did it, but it’s impressive nonetheless.

you were glad steven and casper could meet officially and become ‘acquaintances’, dare you say ‘friend’.

they are both total nerds.

but you love your nerds.

love? well- you love steven because he’s basically your dad- but do you love casper?

you like him for sure, but you don’t think you’d say you loved him yet.

you needed more time.

this was only your first date after all- well before you got shot.

“arachnid strikes again” casper says out loud, reading a news article on his phone to you and steven.

“londons new spider hero, arachnid, takes down twelve armed men at noon today” he says and you smile.

“thanks to her, no casualties were reported and the twelve criminals were properly arrested” he finishes, turning his phone off and smiles at you.

“i told you you’d be a good hero” you hear jakes voice, turning to see that he was now fronting.

“thank you jake” you respond, and casper tilts his head.

“you were the one that named one of your cats, right? y/n told me you really like them” casper sparks conversation and jake raises an eyebrow.

“si” he says quickly and casper just smiles.

“he’s a cat mom” you tell casper and jake scoffs.

“she looked like a luna, so i named her luna” he says sternly and you nod.

“and it was.. marc? who named the other one?” casper asks and you nod.

“yeah, so we have luna and pedro” you snort, casper smiling.

“i could see that” he nods and you shake your head.

“see? pedro is a good name for our cat” marc says, granted casper can’t hear him.

“marc is happy you like it” you murmur, casper chuckling at your annoyed expression.

“well, i’m glad” he responds.

it was all light conversations from there on out.

marc and jake did end up talking to casper, and even admitted he wasn’t as bad as they thought.

you were all ‘i told you so’ this and ‘i told you so’ that.

they were all just happy that you had a good time overall with him.

and that you even had him in the first place.

when you had all first met, it was before casper.

you expressed- when you were comfortable- that you wished for anybody to just walk up and say ‘hey let’s be friends’ and that’s exactly what happened.

marc was skeptical, but got over it.

jake wasn’t around yet exactly, but back then if he could’ve given you a hug he would’ve.

they just want you to have the time of your life while you’re still young.

they didn’t have the best childhood, well, marc didn’t, and he was the most wanting you to do anything and everything you want.

except kissing people on the mouth.

he almost died of a heart attack is steven hadn’t fronted when you two were lip locked when he walked in.

it was sadly time to go, out the window of course and down the fire escape.

marc was fronting again, watching you as you said your hushed goodbyes with a worried casper.

“are you sure you’ll be okay?” he asks and you nod.

“i’ll see you, okay?” he nods at you and you smile, darting your eyes to marc for a second before taking casper’s jaw in your hands and pressing a deep kiss to his lips.

he was surprised you would do this in front of marc, considering he threw a fit about it the last time.

marc decided to make fake gagging noises which made you separate from casper and glare at him.

“can you not?”

“can you not?”

you stick your tongue out at marc and turn back to casper for a second to wave and start your venture down the fire escape, leaving him with his thoughts.

and after you two left, casper totally didn’t do the thing where he shoved his face in his pillow while listening to live songs by himself.

he totally didn’t do that.

and neither did you.

you totally weren’t whipped for each other.

totally not.

according to marc, you weren’t.

to steven you were, and to jake, well- he was the silent observer.

and they totally didn’t tease you about it all night until you brought up the fact that marc and layla totally didn’t bone on the couch.

totally.

when all the chaos ended, marc debated calling layla over and telling you the news about something they had been talking about.

he ended up chickening out.

he couldn’t do it, not yet.

not until he was sure you’d say yes.

steven and jake knew you would, but decided to have marc ask you since he was the one you physically could say four simple words.

four simple words that he rehearsed in his head over and over.

patience is what steven and jake had.

and patience is all marc needed.

~~~

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[sunnygrey99]

Death Be Damned Pt. 4

~Trigger Warning: Typical TWD warnings. Minor Character death. depictions of violence. (minors DNI) If any other Triggers apply please let me know.~

A/N:Sooooo I took a bit of a break again and I was a bit stuck on what I wanted to do. Like I've said before I don't like how much unnecessary death is in the show but that doesn't mean there won't be any. I think some are important for character growth. I hope yall enjoy this chapter I am hoping to post another this week.

Wordcount: 2,035

Each member stood outside the doors of the now-locked shower room. They all stare in disbelief at the body laying in front of them. None of them dare to speak first until you and Daryl round the corner.

“The hell happened here?” Daryl’s question was hushed not to alert anyone who might pass through at this time of night. Glenn’s voice is the first from the otherwise stoic group, “No bites...had the doctor look him over. He said it seems like a flu virus of some sort.”

“We are having him and Hershel going around first thing in the morning to see if anyone else is having flu-like symptoms.” Sasha’s soft, clear voice rushes out as she crosses her arms.

“I’ll help them I had a few years in as a Nurse while I was in the military.” You couldn’t help but pipe up in the meeting of the council members, even if you weren’t one yourself. Daryl glanced over at you questioningly for a moment before choosing to ignore whatever thoughts he had about it.

Carol looked over at the two of you before speaking up, “We need to get ahead of this. Quarantine his whole cell block and post a guard. Keep anyone else from dying needlessly.”

“We can’t just send anyone over there and possibly get sick too” Glenn’s conscious speaking for him.

“I’ll do it. I was already exposed to Patrick just by killing him.” You couldn’t help but look back at the boy’s body. This kind of stuff never used to affect you but this time it’s different. These people are entirely innocent. “We all need to start wearing some type of mask too. If it’s a flu its mostly spread through the air.” Pulling your bandanna from your pocket, you start tying one around your head to cover your face. “What do I tell them when they ask why I’ve locked the cell block door?”

 Carol sighs as she looks over at you, “The truth...just sugarcoat it a bit. We better get a move on then. Try not to let this spread.”

With that, you take the key from Daryl and head to the cell block. Checking that everyone is in the cell block before locking the door and setting up a chair where you can see the whole cell block and its occupants.

 The night goes by in a slow drag. Eventually, people start waking up and coming to the front of the block to head out for the day. The first was a dad and his two girls. “What’s going on? Is there something wrong?” His worry is ever present in his voice as his hands grip his daughter’s shoulders.

You give him a tight smile as you stand to talk to him. “We had someone pass away from this block last night. The council is putting the block on lock down until everyone gets checked out by the Doctor. He should be here soon.”

“So...we...we are locked in here? What if someone else is sick?” You are quick to step forward and put a calming hand on the man's shoulder.

 “It's all under control. We have medicine to fight it off we just need to have the doctor make his rounds and once you’ve been cleared we will isolate those who haven’t been. The best thing for you to do now is take your daughters back to their room and keep them company.” The man looks down at his daughters next to him and he nods taking them back to their room. Each interaction goes about the same until the doctor finally arrives at the cell block door.

After letting Dr.S and Hershel in, locking the door behind them he fills you in on what the illness is. “It’s likely a mutated form of swine flu. It’s a fast-acting strain so if the whole cell block was exposed then they will either be asymptomatic ond non-contagious by this point. But the ones with any symptoms should be secluded from the others. I’ve already let the council know.”

Nodding you look around at the other cells. “What do we tell the others that aren’t sick?”

“I’ll have them all go to the showers to decontaminate just in case and stay in another block. This one will need cleaning.”  Nodding you head to the top of the block starting from the end while Dr.S and Hershel work the bottom row of cells. Only 3 of all the people examined seem to be experiencing any symptoms. Karen, David, and the father of the two daughters Ryan. It wasn’t until the final cell on the top row that things started to look grimmer. A growl has you pulling your hunting knife from its sheath. Pulling the makeshift curtains to the side it a walker makes its way to the bars. It felt like an eternity as the man got close enough. sticking the long hunting machete through the bars he simply walked into the blade himself. Pulling back and taking a deep breath you turn to look at Hershel and Dr.S talking at the bottom of the steps.

They give pause looking at the grim look written across your features. Shaking your head and walking down to give them the news. “Who was it?”

A shaky sigh escapes you, “I don’t know his name. I only met him last a couple a nights ago when he swapped me on fence duty.” He had been nice to you and given you a fresh water bottle before taking your place.

It was then that Rick and Daryl walk through the cell block doors. “Bathroom should be clear for the others to wash up now. How’d rounds go?” Rick’s calm voice has a hint of anxiety to it.

Not wanting to have the others relay the bad news to the others you take it upon yourself. Pointing up to the cell you give another sigh, “Only one passed. Must’a been sometime in the night, he locked himself in his cell. Only 3 others are showing symptoms.”

Daryl’s eyes followed where you were pointing. His stoic features only give away the sadness and recognition slightly. “That’s Charlie’s cell. Use ta sleepwalk.” His voice was quiet as the name left his lips.

Looking to Dr.S you decide to relay any other information as Rick and Daryl head up to take the body out to be buried.

The day progresses slowly until screaming can be heard at the front gate. By the time you make sure Judith is safe with Carl and Sophia, you make your way to the fence Rick and Daryl are already on the other side of the fence leading the walkers away with the sick pigs. Pulling your hunting machete out you make your way to the other side of the fence killing off any stragglers that get too close to the truck. Daryl shouts out the window at you with half a grin and the other half worry, “What the hell ya doin’ woman? Gonna get yerself killed!”

You only smile over at the man before you slice the closest walker’s head clean in half. By the time all the pigs were dead and all the walkers from the build-up were laying motionless Daryl and Rick swing back around to pick you up.  You plop down next to Rick who doesn’t seem very happy about today’s events either. You give him a knowing nod.

He gives a scoff and half smile, “Why the hell ya gotta be like that? That was stupid.”

You roll your eyes at him as you all re-enter the gates “I ain’t never been smart Rick you know that.” You wink at him and shove his shoulder. The small playful smiles on your faces fall when you both see a very upset Tyreese.

Everything seemed to happen all at once and one right after the other. On zero sleep You stand over the chard remains of three bodies. The same three that you had led to that room earlier in the day. Karen, David, and Ryan were all dead now. It isn’t until you have to help pull Tyreese off of Rick that it becomes so real and so fast. Your first thought going to Sophia and if she’s safe being here with a murderer along with this flu. Then the pain hits you that she isn’t yours to look out for anymore even if you desperately want to. At that moment you decide it's best for you to leave. This would cause problems if you don’t.

~3:00 AM ~

Sliding the last thing in your old bag you decide it's best to leave without as many people knowing as possible. Leaving a handwritten note for Carl, Rick, and Sophia laying on your bed for one of them to find. As quietly as possible you make your way to the front gate only to be stopped by a gruff voice.

“Ya really leavin’?” He has been the only person this whole time that’s been able to sneak up on you without even trying. Freezing to your spot only nodding at the man in the dark of the night. “Why? Ya found yer family here...”

Sighing at the man you turn to fully face him. “Daryl...I don’t have any family. My brother is dead. Sophia ain��t mine and well Rick was just Shane’s best friend.”

He scuffs, “That’s some bullshit and ya know it.” He starts pacing slightly like he usually does when he gets upset. You’d seen him do it a few times now.

 “I can’t stay Daryl. It’s not fair to them if I do.” Turning to walk off you stop as Daryl grabs your arm just tight enough to keep you from stomping off.

“They need ya and yer just gonna leave? Sophia still needs ya. Ya’ve been protectin’ her this whole time and now you are gonna leave her high an’ dry? I can’t accept that.” His grip tightens slightly at his words.

You rip your arm from his grip. “You’re gonna have to. Carol is her mom. Not me. I only promised her I’d get her back to her family. I should have just left that first night. Would have been easier for all of them.” With that, you stalked off. Daryl tries to follow after you but you make a break out the gate and toward the woods faster than Daryl can get them to close the gate back up. Tears stream silently down your face as each step gets harder to take away from the prison that was starting to feel like a home for the first time in your life.

After finding your bike that you had hidden away from the prison you made your way as far away from the camp as you could. Little did you know they would have needed you more than ever in the next few days to come. Weeks later you go back just to check on them. You regretted ever leaving since you ran out the gates. Seeing the overrun fences and the walkers everywhere your heart shattered. It was the worst feeling you could imagine. Anger coursed through your veins as you slashed your way through every single walker in the field then all the ones in the courtyard. Even the fatigue in your muscles was pushed aside by the pure rage burning through you. By the last walker you still hadn’t found any of them. Only a few were people you recognized but the others had to be out there somewhere and you were determined to find them again and make sure nothing else would ever happen to them again.

Part 5

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[beomglocks]

happy (very) 'belated' father’s day

summary : the only father willing to come to the dinner

pairing : dilf neighbor!soobin x (legal)!reader x beomgyu (?)

warnings & other: i wrote the day after fathers day, the title is edited bc im posting this like WAY later LOL, threesome (?), degradation, some beomgyu (no incest), sub!beomgyu if you squint like really fucking hard, definitely not a normal relationship, slight exhibitionism, some possessiveness, DON’T read if you’re uncomfortable with age gaps, edit: REwriting this, this one is for the dilf soobin stans, eat up, don't say i don't feed yall, enjoy <3, kind of proofread

w/c : ~4k

you realize it now.

after living side by side with mr. choi soobin and his son, beomgyu, for a couple of weeks, you’ve started to realize something quite interesting.

1. your mother has a liking for tall lean men.

2. she also has a liking for trying to set you up with the tall lean mens’ son.

now, you wouldn't say you're exactly opposed to getting close to beomgyu. he's conventionally attractive and he seems like a nice boy but you're very much more attracted to the one who created him. it made sense after all.

"give these to mr. choi for me?" your mother all but shoves the roses and chocolates in your arms. you look down quizzically at such gifts. "it's not valentine's day.." you trail off.

you have a strange feeling that soobin would be put off by such acts, not seeming to be as out there as your mother. she doesn't care.

"it's fathers day..well it was...yesterday," she shrugs, fixing her bombshell red lipstick. why was she doing herself up? well a certain mr. choi was coming over.

despite the fact that your own father was out of the picture, that didn't stop your mom from wanting to celebrate every holiday in existence. unfortunately, the only willing father in town to partake in your mother's antics was mr. choi.

he liked to rile her up, you notice. soobin liked to toy with your mother's clear affection towards him, just as he did you. he also liked to throw it in your face sometimes. you didn't say what you observed but you knew he liked to make her feel wanted by a much younger, much more handsome man.

without another word, you decide to give the outlandish gifts to your neighbor. you sigh, looking down at the gifts. some assorted chocolates, nice flower arrangements, and what seems to be a sealed note? you want to roll your eyes but a part of you wonders if soobin would really like these kinds of things.

when you get to the door and ring the bell, the door swings open and there's stands the man himself. he's more put together than you at the moment so you feel out of place even at the front step of his house.

"always a pleasant surprise~" he smiles. his eyes trail down to the gifts in your arms. "for me?" his eyes grow wide and his pouty lips, the ones which you suddenly can't stop staring at since they seemed to be stained cherry red, lay slightly agape.

"from my mom," you deadpan, holding the gifts out. "she's generous~" "overbearing," you correct. "we seem to have different views then," he shrugs. "where's my gift from you though? this can't be all," he ponders in faux thought.

you smile shyly, looking down in embarrassment. "what did you get me baby?" he teasingly leans down closer to you to properly see your face. "could it be perhaps-"

before soobin can place a hand on you, beomgyu comes from downstairs. he's looking sharp, which suits him a lot, you admit. his hair is parted, giving you a teasing view of his forehead. regardless of the fact that he's wearing casual clothes, a stark contrast from his father who dawns an all black attire, beomgyu still manages to make it work for him.

"we'll be seeing you at the dinner," soobin clears his throat, noticing your apparent staring at his son. you can tell that he feels off put by your slight attraction to beomgyu. however small or minuscule it may be its still there to him.

the dinner goes almost exactly how you thought it would. soobin and your mother hit it off, talking about whatever they could to distract themselves from their children for a while. to your surprise soobin barely interacts with you. he seems too occupied with entertaining your mom to pay you any mind.

you're not sure why but this bothers you. beomgyu is occupied in the bathroom at the moment so you can't help but glance in their direction every couple of seconds. your mom is currently leaning against soobin's broad shoulder, laughing at something he's previously said. so he’s a comedian.

you watch as he looks down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. you bite the inside on your cheek and as if on cue, soobin looks up in your direction and smirks. it's almost as if he's taunting you. you bite down harder until you taste something metallic in your mouth.

you're not sure where this feeling of jealously is coming from and you know it's not healthy but you can't help it. maybe you've gotten too attached to your older neighbor in these past couple of weeks.

beomgyu comes out of the restroom with a sigh, walking back into the living room where you are. he can feel a weird tension in your general area but decides not to comment on it. suddenly you stand up, catching beomgyu off guard.

"come on beomgyu!" you say loud enough for everyone to hear especially soobin. the man in question practically pauses in speech midway to look over at you and his son. he eyes you both, mainly giving you a glare that will be engraved in your mind but you don't care. he needs a taste of his own medicine.

"come on let's go to my room, i need to show you something~" you urge him along. meanwhile, you say those words while staring straight at soobin. you hear your mom assure him that it's ok, "the kids are doing their own thing." you knew you were being childish and petty but if soobin wanted to fuck around with you this is what he would have to deal with as well.

you drag beomgyu along to your room who seems quite eager to be in this position. all he knows is that there's a weird tension between you and his father but that's as far as his knowledge goes.

when you both arrive at your room you close the door behind you and lean back on it. "is everything alright?" beomgyu hesitantly asks. you sigh, ushering him along to sit on the bed with you. he looks around subtly at all the little items in your room. everything seems to reflect you well, in his opinion. "well.." you try to stall.

you look up at him through your lashes. "you like me right?" beomgyu stares at you with wide eyes, "i-i mean yeah?" he stutters at your boldness.

"then lets try something," you smile at him, casually pulling your shirt over your head. "let's see how long it takes for your dad to come see us in this position," you say to yourself.

soobin doesn't need to be a rocket scientist to know what's going on here. he knows you're being a brat on purpose but he doesn't care because it makes it all the more fun. he will say he's surprised that you're using beomgyu, his own son, to get to him.

at first, he was getting annoyed with how you seemed to take a liking for his son which is why he wanted to rile you up by seeming extra interested in whatever your mom had to say. now, however, he knew he had a plan for that. you were not going to outsmart him, he wouldn't allow it and he would just have to put you in your place.

"excuse me but i need to use your restroom," soobin makes up a bullshit excuse to get to where you are. "oh of course!" your mom nods at him, instructing him towards the one upstairs. perfect.

"ill just finish up the dinner then!" your mother offers. "great that's enough time to put this slut in her place," he thinks. he smiles at your mom heading for upstairs.

"beomgyu you look like you just saw a ghost," you chuckle lightly, looking down at him. "y/n," he groans at the sight of only seeing you in your bra. he reaches up to grab your breasts, fondling them as delicately as possible. "you can be rough," you offer.

without even bothering to knock on the door, soobin opens it to see you both on the bed in a lewd position. you shirtless on top of beomgyu. he sucks his teeth when you both look back in alarm at the door being burst open. "y/n," he chuckles, almost sadistically.

you can already see the look in his eyes and suddenly you feel bad for not only yourself but beomgyu as well. you try to subtly grab your shirt again in shame but soobin's glare stops you. "what do you think you're doing little slut?" he folds his arms over his chest. not even caring that beomgyu is in the room, he walks over to you and grabs your hair causing you to yelp in surprise.

"s-sir.." soobin narrows his eyes at you then they flit over to beomgyu. "sit over there," he motions to the beanbag in the corner of the room. "i want you to learn something from this." without another word, beomgyu scrambles over to the seat, his heart beating in fear and excitement strangely.

you feel heat rising up your neck and to your cheeks as well as your dripping pussy. "don't be embarrassed, im sure this was your plan all along," soobin tsks, shoving your face down into the sheets. you breathe out when he rips the skirt and underwear from your body without a second thought. the racy thong that was supposed to be his surprise for father's day discarded in a second.

"soobin-" a smack to your ass. "that's not my name."

he doesn't even give you a chance to correct yourself, messing with your sticky juices before entering his cold fingers into your hole. you try to stifle your moan by burying your head further into the sheets.

"god you're so wet," soobin comments. he slowly moves his finger in and out for a while, practically torturing you with how meticulous and slow he's being. "please," you whine pathetically. "please what?" he slows his movements to stare at you with a raised eyebrow.

"please f-fuck me, please, i need your cock," you beg shamelessly. beomgyu breathes heavily, trying to forget about his growing boner but not being able to ignore it. he painfully wants to do something about it but he's not sure if he's allowed to touch himself.

he opts for subtly dragging his hand to his clothed crotch and palming himself through his pants, as uncomfortable as it is. in the meantime, soobin rids himself of his own pants, shaking his head.

he lightly smacks your throbbing pussy and you jolt. "do you seriously think you deserve it? fuck, look at you, can’t wait to be fucked like a bitch in heat~" you whine, wiggling your ass wordlessly in his face to hopefully get what you want.

soobin rubs your clit with narrowed eyes, making sure beomgyu is watching. he could care less that beomgyu is touching himself. he drags some of your cum from your hole to your clit and sighs. "alright then.."

he aligns himself with your hole and without another word slips his cock in with ease, completely bottoming out.

you want to scream at how big he is but you're only left with ragged pants as you know you're unable to make any loud noises. it seriously feels like you could be torn apart at any minute but you love the feeling of soobin’s cock filling you out.

"you're so tight seriously," soobin breathes. he can barely move at first. the way his dick fits inside of your pussy perfectly. he almost wants to comment about how you were practically made for him. he's sure if he flips you over right now, he would see the outline of his cock in your womb.

after waiting a bit for you to adjust to his length he finally starts moving. "shit-" he breathes. you have to grip the sheets to stop yourself from yelling. soobin's hands find their way to your waist and when you look to the side just for a split second you can see beomgyu fighting for his life to not moan out loud.

"look beomgyu-" soobin says in between jagged breaths. "if you wanna fuck around with his pathetic slut this is how you treat her." a moan gets caught in your throat when soobin pounds into you at once. "ah- i-" a part of you wants to apologize and is trying to but he won't give you a chance to speak.

"isn't that right my slutpuppy? did you have something to add?" at the sound of the nickname your walls tighten around him and he sends a harsh smack to your ass. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" he rolls his eyes and sighs heavily.

soobin thrusts start getting faster and faster, beomgyu watching with his mouth agape at his father kissing and sucking at your neck to muffle his own moans. beomgyu can only bite his lip and noises from his throat barely pass his lips as he reaches his high.

soobin growls at seeing your eyes focus on beomgyu so he starts slamming his cock into you at an animalistic pace and you think you might break.

beomgyu bucks into his hand as he cums from the sound and sight of skin slapping added with the tiny noises you'd make. not too long after you feel yourself shudder, unable to warn soobin that you had come you squeeze your eyes shut and let out a whine instead.

"fuck- ok baby," soobin understands as soon as your walls squeeze around him. he pants a couple a times and as soon as he reaches his high he pulls out, pumping his cock to let his cum shoot out on your ass.

"s-sir," you moan. "shhh it's ok." soobin sighs heavily, coming down from his own high to tend to your broken state. he looks over at beomgyu, who's head is lulled to the side as he gazes at your sweat and semen covered body.

soobin sucks his teeth deciding not to say anything to the boy and let him chill for a minute. he shrugs his pants back on and carries you in his arms to the nearest bathroom.

you cozy up to his warm embrace, letting out a sigh. "baby we need to clean you off.." you hear him whisper. you almost completely forget that there's a dinner that's supposed to be happening and you cant just go to sleep with soobin like you'd want.

a sudden coldness hits your body and you shiver. "ok," you agree. his cum is already starting to dry on you and you want nothing more than to be cleaned like he offers. you're not sure how you'll explain your change of clothes to your mom but you're sure you'll come up with something later.

no words need to be spoken after what happened and you're glad because you're not sure what to say. soobin doesn't seem keen on talking at the moment either, too focused on cleaning you off, so you decide to stay quiet.

it's silent in the bathroom until you both hear your mother all out. "dinner's ready!"

you chuckle, breaking the silence as soobin looks up at you with a questioning eyebrow. “happy father’s day.”

[babymilkawa]

s/o on their period headcanons with:

levi ackerman

fem!reader :)

first off, he already knows it's that time of the month like you don't even need to tell him

u assure him ur fine and he knows that too because ur strong but he can't help but worry

u guys still train but if ur going somewhere where there's a chance that titans will be there, he's on even MORE full alert and watching u for any signs of fatigue/pain

if ur like me and u have death like cramps, he will straight up cover for u and get u all the medicine/care u need to feel better

NO EXCUSES ur staying in bed 😡

if food rations need to be cut down, he'll give you his food too because energyy 💪🏼

levi doesn't wanna seem like that person who's a simp and is all lenient for his gf so he fake yells at u a little during training and then immediately tells u he didn't mean it when no one's there even though it's not like ppl know ur on that time of the month like LEVI CALM HSDFHJ

if u mess up the sheets or ur clothes, tiny man is ON IT like has all his cleaning supplies out and is just telling u to not worry babe cuz it happens

ur tempted to buy a maid outfit now please do

after ur all done he'll make sure ur comfortable and warm with clothes fresh out of the laundry

u do that tiktok prank where u ask him to get u a product that doesn't exist and he comes back like

"they dont have it, why don't they just restock? cmon let's go to a different place"

like "noooo levi i was kidding hehe"

insert tiny man faces -_-

when night comes he checks on u again and will honestly just leave all his paperwork for the next day so yall can cuddle

he's spooning u and his hand is rubbing circles on ur belly

"did u get new shampoo?"

you hum "yes"

whispers "this is my favorite"

"levi u say that for everyone of them"

attack on titan masterlist

[sugurugetofavoritemonkey]

Pretty Necklace - Part 2 (Megumi x Reader)

✵ Pairing : Megumi Fushiguro x Female Reader.

✵ Summary : Megumi will protect you no matter what, and when you take care of him after he was hurt, things are getting a bit heated.

✵ Word count : 3.2k

✵ Warnings : smut, dry-humping, cum licking (male and female), fingering, handjob, intimacy (🥺), very little descriptions of harassing (don't worry yall Megumi is here), little descriptions of injuries, Megumi and reader are so soft.

✵ Note : As I said before, this chapter is almost ready since almost a month and I just finished the smut part today!

I never wrote that much so please tell me if this was good🥺

(I wasn't feeling well today and writing for him helped me a little, so thank you Megumi🥺) Maybe I will write more for him...

Chapter 1

ENJOY <3

After what happened a few days ago between you and Megumi, to your surprise, the two of you got even more closer. 

From the beginning of the day to the end of this one. 

He would walk all the way to your apartment, waiting in the cold while you got ready, his hands pushed down to the bottom of his hoodie’s pockets with his red headphones on his ears. 

When you would be finally ready, getting down the stairs one by one, he would scold you for not being quick enough, letting him alone for a too long amount of time, freezing. 

But when he saw you, freezing just as much as him, rubbing your own hands against each other to bring them more warmth, his frown would disappear instantly. 

Removing his hands from his pockets, he was getting closer to you, taking gently both of your hands between his own, much bigger than yours, making Megumi able to cup your hands perfectly in his. 

The second after, he approached his mouth to your palms, blowing on them, effectively offering them so much needed warmth. Exchanging a smile with him, Megumi then spoke to you with his lips still close to your palms. “You should start thinking about buying a pair of gloves, puppy”. 

That made you let out a light laugh when you answered quickly “I definitely won’t, if it means I can have my personal heater everyday, everywhere and a pretty one on top of that”.

Blushing for the umpteenth time since you got to meet each other, Megumi starts looking away, but you stopped him in his tracks, bringing a now warm hand to his face, making him look back at you, staring into your kind eyes. Tracing a thin line to his pinkish lips, Megumi closes the gap between the two of you before you could have the time to do it, giving you a messy kiss. 

As you separate from each other, Megumi breaks the silence, “You remember I have to go buy some food for the dogs, before we go get lunch right?”, as you nod in agreement, Megumi takes your left hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours while you start walking alongside each other to your destination, his thumb absently brushing lightly against the top of your palm every now and then.

You were currently sitting on a bench, waiting outside for Megumi to come back from the pet store, your headphones in your ears, looking at some random pictures on Pinterest to make the time pass faster. 

The air was still pretty cold but luckily your boyfriend had gave you his jacket, insisting on the fact that “I don’t want you to catch a cold, last time you did, you were literally whining all day long and I had to fight with you because you didn't want to take your medicine, not again”. 

Okay maybe you were a pain in the ass when sick, but clearly who wasn't? 

As you started to get impatient, you carelessly tapped your foot on the ground, hoping that Megumi wouldn't take too long. 

As this thought processes in your mind, a group of three men were passing by, just next to you. At first you didn’t pay any attention to them, too focused on your phone and music to even fully raise your head up. But when one of the men lay his hand on top of your shoulder, you were instantly put out of your thoughts, and more importantly, you were feeling really embarrassed. 

As you remove one of the earphones out of your ear to hear what the man wanted from you, his two other companions start to get closer to you, almost caging you. And that is at that exact moment that you started to panic. 

“Hello pretty lady, you seem alone, maybe you want some company, maybe we could help?”

As the first man, the taller one, finished his sentence, all of the others started to smile, in a way almost disturbing. They were so gross, you thought. 

Albeit the fact that your legs were wobbly, you stand up to show you weren’t going to let them harass you in any way possible. 

But the fact that they outumbered you was not in the slightest way helping you. 

They were bigger than you, stronger and scarier. 

But as you felt the hand of the taller man beginning to slide down to your collarbones, you heard a voice, his voice. 

“Remove your hand. I won’t ask again”, Megumi’s voice was so composed that the contrast between his words and his tone was almost perturbing. But you knew him oh too well to make the distinction between softness and anger. He was trying as much as possible to stay calm despite the fact that you saw, even with the distance that he was clutching his fists so hard, that his knuckles turned white.

The guy didn’t budge, instead opening his mouth to declare, “And can you tell me what will you do? I could just take her right now and you wouldn’t even mov-”

He didn’t even have the chance to finish his sentence that Megumi had taken a few steps forward and punched the man in the face, surely having enough of his vulgar words. 

Even if Megumi was stronger than you and could easily get rid of these guys, the fact that the three of them threw themselves on Megumi at the same time wasn’t going in his favor. 

Everything escalated quickly and soon enough the three men were punching Megumi hard, not without the fact that he obviously hit back with as much force, if not more. 

As they were all bloody, Megumi succeeded in making them leave, as you got closer to him to support his body, the three guys ran back from where they came from, not without a few insults and threats. Even though Megumi had always been strong, the fight didn’t go well for him either. 

His wounds weren’t deep nor bad but all the littles cuts on his face and knuckles could easily get infected, in addition to the hits he received on the head that started to make him feel dizzy. 

As you were putting his arm around your shoulder just to stabilize him, he started to puff, “I’m okay, puppy, I swear”. 

“No you aren’t Megumi, your nose is starting to bleed, your lip as well, you're gonna come home with me so that I clean your wounds, end of discussion.”

When he touched his lip to find some blood on his fingertips, he knew he wasn’t that well, he hadn’t even felt the cuts before you noticed them.  

Maybe it was because Megumi never complained. Never. It didn’t matter how hard he was hurt, he would never talk about it, even to you. Even if he trusted you with his life, he had the habit to always take care of everything himself, not wanting to bother anyone. 

Maybe it was because he thought he could handle everything himself. 

Honestly, you didn’t like that, you wanted to share everything with your boyfriend, not just the moments of joy, but also every other moment where he needed you, whether it would be your help or comfort. But you knew that maybe, with time, he would open to you entirely. You could trust him about that. 

By the time you finally arrived at your apartment, opening your front door and switching on the lights, Megumi’s face was covered in a thin layer of his own blood. You made him sit on the couch while you were heading to your bathroom, to get disinfectant, some bandage and tissues with water. 

You tried to put everything in your arms and hands without making anything fall. As you get back to the living room, Megumi’s still waiting for you calmly. 

“You don’t have to do this you know… ”, he whispers, to which you reply back.  

“I know Gumi, but I want to.” 

“It doesn’t even hurt, puppy.”

You don’t believe him at all and as you press your thumb on the cut on his eyebrow, you hear a little hiss of pain slipping from his lips. 

“Liar.”

Caught off guard, he had no other choice than to let you help him, for once.

Knowing very well that you won’t let him get away with it this time. 

Seeing that he was now more compliant, you put your recipient filled with water on the side of the couch alongside the disinfectant and keep the bandages and tissues in your hands. 

To get more comfortable to clean Megumi’s wounds, you sit on his lap, your thighs on each side of his hips. 

You drench the tissue into the water besides you and start cleaning his wounds, from top to bottom. 

The first one is the cut on his eyebrow, which you think is the deeper one, seeing that most of the blood is coming from there. 

Then you move down to his nose, making sure to be extra gentle with the way you remove the dried blood. 

You continue with his lower lip, the most delicate area to clean, you don’t even dare wipe the tissue on it, but prefer to just press on it lightly.

And to finish, the back of his hand, you don’t count but it seems that nearly all of the knuckles on his right hand are open, small cuts lingering on them. 

You don’t seem to notice, but Megumi took his time admiring you all the while you were taking care of him. His eyes focusing on you and the tender touches that you put on his body. Never in his life did someone take care of him the way you did. 

He didn’t even ask for it, but deep down, he knew that he wasn’t regretting any of it. Even when you disinfect his wounds, he doesn’t flinch a inch. Too busy being concentrated on the way your delicate hands take the time to take care of every little cut, even the one who doesn't really need affection. 

Too lost in his thoughts he didn’t even feel you putting the sticking plaster on the skin of his nose. It’s your sweet laugh that put him out of his daydream. 

“Can you tell me why you're laughing please?”, hearing his tone, you don’t know if he’s amused or upset. You opt for both. 

“Nothing, it’s just that I had no idea that the Hello Kitty’s bandage would suit you so well”, you laugh again. Truly it was a sight to behold. 

Megumi with a frown and a little Hello Kitty on his nose. 

You make a mental note to take a picture of him later.

Thinking about earlier, your tone switches to a more serious one, “Megumi…Why did you do that? I could have defended myself you know, now it’s my fault that-” He cuts you off. 

“What they had in mind was bad. And I couldn't just stand there and let them do what they wanted. Never. I know you’re far from weak but I will do everything in my power to protect you. You know that right?” 

“I know Megumi”, you spoke tenderly. 

After a few few seconds had passed as Megumi and you look into each other’s eyes, both of you being too lost in your daydream to even blink, you closes the gap between his lips and yours, almost pressing a kiss to his lips when you move your head back a little to deny him this pleasure, giggling to yourself. 

Megumi looks at you with a raised eyebrow, not finding this as funny as you do. Before you feel Megumi grabbing your jaw to pull you back closer to his lips, you hear him jokingly but annoyingly say : “Rude”. 

You don’t have the chance to reply back when his lips cover yours in a comforting warmth. He doesn’t wait to deepen the kiss by putting his injured hand behind your neck, and adding his tongue to the kiss. 

As the kiss grows more and more passionate, Megumi and you sharing your own heavy breaths, you can feel his hands trailing down your sides slowly until they reach your hips, grabbing them with force. 

Megumi starts to rock your hips on his growing bulge, trying to ease the sexual tension between you and him. When he feels that you start to lack air he removes his lips from yours to kiss at the pulsing vein on your neck, biting you from time to time to leave a reddish mark on your throat, until a few marks are lingering on your skin. Indeed, showing everyone that someone was already by your side. 

Megumi wasn’t really the possessive type, but when he remembered some images from the past encounter you had with these gross men, his primal instinct of protecting you had just come back with full force.

His hungry kisses and bites makes you crave even more his body, his touches, and without realizing it, you take the lead in the back and forth movements on his sensitive area, making it throb against your aching cunt, giving more frictions to you and Megumi. 

You don’t know how many minutes had passed with you dry-humping each other in this silence apart from the kissing sounds and both of your panting breaths but when you put your forehead against his, you can finally hear him say something under his breath. 

“I’m going to cum if you don’t stop right now”. 

“Well, is that a bad thing Megumi?”

He laughed at that, “No, not if you come for me first”. 

His reply didn’t even surprise you, Megumi was the type of person to always put the people he cared about before him, always.

Even if he needed more love in his life. Megumi clearly deserved this love and far more.

When one of his hands makes its way under your skirt and inside your panties to rub at your swollen clit, you decide to do the same with him. Lowering his jeans a little for him and taking his hard cock out of his boxers. 

When you see the feeling of surprise making its way onto the face of your boyfriend, you speak before Megumi has the chance to argue with you. 

“We can just cum together hm?”, you smile at him. 

And when he reciprocates with his own smile, you know that, for once, he’s letting himself go, just taking his time to enjoy some pleasure with you. 

He starts first to insert his fingers in your already drenched pussy, thrusting them with ease at a regular space, not too slow, not too harsh, just building your pleasure as he adds his thumb on your clit, rubbing it just how you like it. 

Following him, you tighten your palm around him, pumping him with the same rhythm he has set up for you, and occasionally pressing your thumb on his red tip, smearing the precum on it. 

While mutually touching each other, your eyes find those of Megumi, as always. Not an hour would pass without the two of you looking intensely into each other's orbs, this gesture being your own silent “I love you”.  

When the pleasure begins to be too much for you, your head previously on his, starts to lower into the crook of his neck, finding comfort in his lavender scent. 

While Megumi, on his side, puts his head on your clothed chest, your fast beating heart efficient in giving him the lullaby that he needs. 

Your movements and Megumi’s are beginning to turn faster and more erratic as you’re now chasing for your orgasms. His fingers are now hitting all the spots that you need him to and his thumb is pressing harshly on your clit, while your hand slides up and down his now wet member from his own precum, making it easier for you. 

With this position, Megumi can directly hear your whines and moans of pleasure beginning to get louder, your mouth being on his shoulder, close to his ear. 

As you feel yourself close to your climax, you can hear him mumble into your shirt, “Come with me puppy, please”. 

And even though you’re sure that it’s almost impossible for two humans to climax at the same time, you swear that you can feel yourself clutch tightly around his fingers exactly when you feel him cum on top of your still moving hand, almost like a bond linking Megumi and you.  

When the two of you have come down from your orgasms, you two wait for your own breaths to come back to normal, in a comforting silence, a little whine or two breaking it when Megumi or you still feel the after wave of the climax. 

After a few minutes, Megumi feels your heart calming down and raises his head to look at you, while slowly removing his fingers from you. And you do the same, unclasping your palm from his softening dick, putting it back into his black boxers and removing your head from his shoulder to look at him. 

There’s a moment where you’re both looking at your own right hand covered in the other’s cum, and as you look up at the same moment, there’s like a silent agreement, like you understand each other. 

As you put your hand up to your lips to lick at the cum drops on your hand, Megumi does the same and licks at the juices on his fingers, all the while not breaking the bond between your gazes. 

When you’re both finished, you hear Megumi jokingly say to you, with a raised eyebrow, “Dirty”. 

“Hey you did the same, you dork”, you laugh at him. 

“True”, he replied back, not without a little blush that only you can notice. 

After that, Megumi takes the time to hold you in his warm embrace, ghosting his fingers on your back under your shirt, sometimes pressing little kisses on your nose or in the corner of your mouth. 

But when you notice again the Hello Kitty sticking bandage on his nose, you remember that he’s the one that should get some kisses at the moment. 

You gently move out of his hug, and when he look at you with a confused expression, you just take his face into your hands, softly kissing the cut on his eyebrow, then the pink bandage on his nose, the next one being his damaged lower lip and finally you take his hand in yours to kiss each and everyone of the cuts on his knuckles, sometimes looking up at him to see his eyes following where your lips try to ease his pain. 

When you kiss the last injured finger, Megumi has his brows furrowed in tenderness, asking himself what did he do to deserve such a precious angel. 

“I hope I helped them heal faster Gumi”, you smile at him with love. 

“If it doesn't work then I don’t know what will, puppy”, he replied to you just before kissing your forehead in a protective way.

[skiiyoomin]

hey! :D i see that your requests are open and u write for skz too? can u pls write a boyfriend!han headcanon 👉👈?(maybe make it extra fluffy eheheheheh) please take ur time, and thank uuuu🥺💗

hi lovee <3 thank you for requesting!! i hope you enjoy the headcanon cause honestly who can resist jisung 😩 anyways here you go ❤️❤️

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Content: gn!reader, swearing, fluff

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ღJisung as your boyfriend

wooOooOooOoo

you're in for a loooong ride

y'all are the most chaotic duo tbh

you have that type of relationship where he's your bf but also your bff

which means you're inseparable, other than when he's busy with work, you're both joined at the hip

trust me, the boys are so done with you 2

y'all love to annoy and prank them sm like chill 😟

but they still love you, you're like a little sibling to them, one more in the family :]

he's a very wild and adventurous boy so best believe your dates are hella entertaining

he'd take you to all sorts of places, be it an amusement park or laser tag

i feel like he's more of an outdoor kind of person, but he does have moments where he feels all cuddly and all he wants is to be in your arms wrapped in a blanket

if you're more of an indoor person then he's fine with that too

y'all would make a fort in the dorm and binge some netflix

minho sometimes crashes those dates-

talking about entertaining, there's not one dull moment when you're with him

he finds it endearing when he sees you smile, especially if he's the cause of it

like he'll have this loving smile on his face while looking at you with heart eyes like dfjnddejj god im so soft

matching clothes/accessories are a m u s t

he's a sucker for skinship so that's another thing to look forward to

it brings him comfort being able to touch you in some way, wether it'd be by holding your hand or wrapping his arms around your waist

sometimes he'd randomly show up at your house with flowers or your favorite food and you're like ???

but who can complain

y'all would tease each other sooo much

anyone that doesn't know you personally would be so concerned like are you sure yall are dating 😦

but don't worry, it's all out of love

cuddling him is so soothing???

if he's in a cuddly mood, it'll be such a soft and fluffy atmosphere

he'll be nuzzling his face into your neck or laying his head on your chest, hearing your heartbeat comforts him sooo much, it almost always has him dozing off

other times he'll have you on top of him, running his hand through your hair looking down at you with a small smile on his face

pls scratch his head or play with his hair, it's like medicine to him

if he's having a hard day, he'll take your hand and place it on his head to indicate he wants head scratches

you don't argue often, usually it's over small things

he hates arguing with you, especially over stupid things, all he wants is to be cuddled up in your arms talking about anything

can i just say that kissing him is so ethereal ???

i feel like his kisses usually start out a little shy and soft but gradually become more passionate

he sometimes has the random urge to kiss you, like you could be doing the most random thing like reading a book and he'll look at you like 'i wanna kiss you so bad'

he's a sucker for forehead kisses as well as cheek kisses

like have you seen those cheeks??? they're so soft and squishy

hold his cheeks and play around with them and he'll melt right in your hands

he l o v e s waking up and seeing you cuddled up in chest and your legs tangled together

he'll give you small kisses around your face till you wake up

i feel like he enjoyes cuddling in bed for a but before starting his day

he'll cup your cheek and softly give you a morning kiss, lean your head on his hand while he's holding it and you'll successfully have him pass out

he spoils you sooo much

like honey you got yourself a sugar daddy

but he just wants to show you how much he loves you and appreciates you

of course he doesn always show through materials, affection his far more important to him

he could honestly go all day talking about all the things he loves about you wether it'd be your personality or cute you are

you're his favorite person and he wants to express all his love and do all sorts of things with you cause he's a simp

all in all, he's whipped for you and would do anything to make you happy so please love him back just as much

[venvensblog]

Getting married with Genshin Impact

What was their first reaction, when they saw you in a wedding dress/suit? I have some headcanons for yall loves, please enjoy!♡

Characters: Kazuha, Zhongli, Xiao, Venti

Content ahead: Fluff only

Reader: GN

Warnings: I'm not a writer, I apologize if this is bad, I tried my best;;;

Kazuha

• He would be nervous, but also very very happy, probably thinking that it's all a dream

• As the door opened the love of his life took the spot light. His eyes widened his smile brightened and a slight blush decorating his cheeks, was he dreaming? Was this real?

• He would look at you in awe, he loves absolutely everything about you

• Time froze for him and you can say by the look of his that he really loves your dress/suit

• He can't get his eyes off of you the whole wedding day, that man fell in love with you again and again, giving you sweet little pecks all over your face and holding your hand in his nonstop

• "You made me the luckiest man in Teyvat, [Y/n], I promise that I will cherish and protect you till my last breath. I love you, my dearest, I love you so much.."

Zhongli

• Your wedding is one big happy contract, it's not a bad thing, don't worry

• The moment he sees you, you notice how his smile is warmer than any other, Zhongli is genuinely happy seeing you as always

• After all those long 6.000+ years he finally met someone so special and bright, that can warm his heart and bring smiles on his face, even make him laugh more

• He gently kisses the knuckles on your soft hand and looks into your eyes, love is all you can see

• You shine like gold to him, no Mora is able to outshine your beauty, not even the stars and the sun can compare

• He keeps you close to him all day, caressing your cheek and giving you kisses, hugging you, admiring you, complimenting you etc.

• "Today the most important contract has been signed by us both, dear [Y/n]. Our fate has been set in stone, to go through everything together and to never be alone again. Thank you for the agreement to spend your life with me. I love you, [Y/n]."

Xiao

• Most people would think that he shows no emotion seeing you in your wedding dress/suit, but you know very well what's happening

• His face may seem unimpressed, but his eyes say everything. He loves it. so. much. He never even in his wildest dreams thought that he could get married. He couldn't believe that he was so lucky to find someone like you. To find someone, who can understand his pain, acknowledge his heroic deeds to Liyue, make him feel at peace after neverending storms. You changed his life

• Your wedding is not grand, only few people could join and enjoy this special day, but you for sure invited the other adepti too, he would smile at youwhen nobody is watching. You knew very well that his smiling is rare and is shown only to very special people only, which, for now, is only you

• As mentioned, you bring peace to his storms. His pain doesn't go away, it's still there, but you are the only person that is able to ease his suffering just by being with him. Your love is better than any herbs or medicines

• You sneak out of your wedding, just to enjoy the time only with you two.

• "To this day I'm still unable to understand, that a mortal is able to have an impact on me, my pain and my emotions. You are able to do things no one else is able to do ..... thank you for entering my life and for not giving up on me ..... I love you ... [Y/n]."

Venti

• Ball of sunshine all day, won't stop smiling because of you

• The moment he'll see you, he'll just smile more, everyone knows how happy he is, even the winds are more gentle than usual

• He's hugging your arm all day, but he for sure has some love songs and poems up his sleeve so when he can't hug your arm, he lets you sit on his lap

• He gives you kisses all over your face and you bet he's gonna let everyone know you guys are married, but if you're not comfortable with he'll of course tell to only few people or no one at all, it's okay with him

• He's gonna compliment you nonstop, whispering sweet nothings to your ear and holding your hands in his adoring you

• "[Y/n], my dearest, you're the music of my life, my universe, my stars, my world, my cecilia. I love you more than words can describe, my heart beats for yours and my songs shall continue to reach you until our last story will be told. May the thousand winds bless the journey of ours, the legends we'll write will be one day told to all."

[thehoundwrites]

Hii, it's sevikitty, can I please get a matchup too? It looks fun. I'm a non-binary lesbian, INTP and an aries. I like ballet, sleeping, studying medicine and anything psychological horror relates. I think I'm logical, honest, I care deeply about my people, I have a deep hatred for men injustice and my mindset is I can get anything I want and I'll do it on my own, but I also get easily bored and I need my space. Also I've been told I have a really good sense of aesthetic and I like expensive looking things, but I don't buy stuff for myself because I prefer to not bother. My love language is words of affirmation and quality time, both receiving and giving, and with time and trust, physical affection too. Honestly, I just like smart, strong toxic ass people with goals in mind who know what they want, and you know a bit of my type JSKSJK--

LISTEN I KNOW YOU WANT SEVIKA. BUT DARLING. But hear me out.

I really think personality wise you'd be with Mel.

@sevikitty

Anyways:

So she's strong, she's smart, she's classy, she's a bit toxic. She's not there all of the time, but when she is you'll know. She definetly loves when someone can keep up with her mentally, shes very smart. You're very witty, I see the two of you getting into opinions, debates, not "arguments" but just discussions. Also yall might argue but that make sex bb omg.

You'd help her see Zauns side obvs, and she'd probably encourage you to settle down a bit, swallow your pride. The two of you are very headstrong and you both can probably relate to eachother. She's definetly not as used to high-strung, prideful people so seeing someone like you will probably open her eyes. And legs

I could see the two of you mostly hanging out alone after her meetings, after medschool. Her painting while you sip alcohol. The two of you would probably simp so much together. Did you see see girl? Damn... 😍. Also headcanon that she draws her partners nude. And I know youd eat that shit right tf up.

She's definetly up there with your love languages, physical touch, quality time, but also that thing you have where you're lovingly mean. Her too babes. I definitely could see the two of you putting assholes in their place. Maybe talking about them as if they werent there while simultaneously making fun of them.

You'd definetly teach her how to loosen up while she shows you how to chill tf out. She also will buy you anything and everything you want bc she loves spending money on her partners and absolutely spoiling them. "You like that dress baby? What's ur size? You think that restaurant looks good? It is let's let's right now."

Also she's definetly into horror, she'd also absolutely be like "yes this is my partner, yes theyre currently ripping someone's face off, but they deserve it and they're pretty so mind your own business"

[catboy-lover-archive]

Obey Me Romanian MC

idea inspired by @/harunayuuka2060 (too shy to tag them)

Nu ştiu ce inspirație supraomenească m-a lovit dar am început asta la 2 dimineața și am terminat-o la 6.30

Im sleep deprived bc I stayed up all night doing this, enjoy gagicile mele

[added translations]

(under the cut bc this bitch is long af)

Lucifer: Are you not enjoying your meal?

MC: This food isn't even good. Next time I'm bringing my bunica to make you guys sarmale best thing you ever tried 👩‍🍳👌😘 mwah

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MC: I'm not gonna go out with Satan, Beel, Asmo or Belphie.

Asmo: Awww

Beel: :(

Belphie: What?!

Satan: Why?

MC: Why date a guy who's favorite color is not in romanian flag? 🤔🇷🇴

-

Asmo: But I thought you could-

MC: For the last time IM NOT A VAMPIRE I CAN'T HYPNOTIZE PEOPLE OR MAKE THEM FALL IN LOVE WITH ME

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Levi: Ohhh!!!! So are you like familiar with Castlevania-

MC: We don't talk about that *cries in disappointed*

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Solomon: What is this weird potion.

MC: *puts bottle of țuică (plum brandy) on the table*

MC: This is not a potion, but a solution to all of your problems gagica 💖

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MC: *talking to Lucifer* Oh iubire (love), stop crying over Diavolo again. Why cry over guy who would wear vagabond everyday in my country?

MC: Tsch tsch tsch

Lucifer: What the fuck is Vagabond

MC: Only the worst of streetwear existent. Only f-boys use it

Lucifer: Fair enough

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Beel: Why do you want to try out for the sports team?

MC: Because Steaua, my country's team, disappointed me 😔

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MC: Mammon! Asmo! Let me show you guys a thing called ✨manele✨

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(after the Belphie incident)

MC: Does anybody have a belt.... a belt so I can...no reason...papuci de casă (slippers) works too

-

MC: Hey Belphie! Did you enjoy your punishment? 😜

Belphie: My butt still hurts...

MC: Next time it's the lingură de lemn ♡ (wooden spoon)

-

*MC dancing to Braşoveanca*

Mammon: W-what's that???

Satan: Some sort of ritual I suppose

Asmo: *joining in* It's fun!

MC: Doi✌paşi🦵înainte➡️şi😱doi😩înapoi⬅️ (two steps forward two steps back)

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MC: Who has summoned me?

Satan: Belphie isn't feeling well and the medicine didn't really do it's job.

MC: Everyone watch closely because I'm going to teach you guys a sacred ritual called ✨Frecție cu Oțet✨

Satan: You're just pouring vinegar on his wrist.

MC: Now here comes the fun part. *maggages his wrists*

Belphie: Someone please kill me this is unbearable

MC: Am I allowed to say Tatăl Nostru (Lord's prayer) or is that too....uhhh weird since yall are demons and stuff-

-

Barbatos: MC...

MC: I'm sorry but crossing myself after I finish a meal is implemented in my brain. It's in the default settings.

Barbatos: What happens if you don't cross yourself?

MC: Lingura de lemn (wooden spoon) *shivers*

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Diavolo: Do you like my castle?

MC: Baby, Peleş puts you to shame.

MC: Also, too much current (swift). Close the damn windows

-

Lucifer, giving up on life: Oh not again...

MC: DA PĂ CIMPOI DA PĂ CIMPOI JOACĂ FETELE LA NOI 👉👈😳

MC: Real music here 😌

-

MC: There, there gacica (girlfriend). Don't cry. *pats him on the back*

Lucifer: Do you got any more țuică...

MC: That's the spirit!

-

MC: I know I technically didn't die, but can we please have a funeral??? There is this really tasty cake just for this special occasion called colivă. Beel is okay with it so- hey don't ignore me! wait guys this is important- wAIT!

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Satan: I hate Lucifer because he is my father.

Belphie: I hate Lucifer because he sucks in general.

MC: I hate Lucifer because Favorite color is red which is COMMUNISM COLOUR 😡‼

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Solomon: See?? MC likes my cooking!

MC: Piftie...Caltaboş...

MC: Solomon, you would make a very good romanian housewife. Say, have you ever considered getting a 701st wife...?

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Beel: *munching happily on the food MC makes*

Lucifer: *getting a fucking break*

MC: *making grătar(barbeque) cu mici*

MC: Everybody loves 1 Mai!

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MC: Beelphiiieee!!!! I have a spell for you 😊

Belphie: Please not the lingură de lemn-

MC: *boop on the nose* ✨du-te dracu✨ (go to hell)

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Lucifer: How did you make everyone behave?

MC: *looking at the papuc de casă in hand*

MC: You either die a hero...or live enough to become the villain...

Lucifer: Interesting, can you teach me?

MC: The secret is to use your wrist-

-

MC, whispering: Psst! Mammon! How's the sarmale trading going?

Mammon: Its okay, but why can't you just give me the recipe?

MC: E din moşi strămoşi (it's from older generations) I can't give it to you

-

MC: Hey pisi, want a ride in my Dacia?

Simeon: ...what? :)

MC: Come on gagica(girlfriend)! We are going to visit my family they will love you!

MC: You can also bring Luke. Just uhhh don't let him drink from the "juicebox" ok? It's not- It's not juice in there

MC: But you can drink. I won't tell anyone.

-

Diavolo: MC you can't leave yet. Not even for a quick visit back home.

MC: Auzi, da du-te-n p- (well why don't you fuck yourself on my dic-)

-

MC: *sigh* Sometimes I wish Satan was wearing Vagabond instead of...whatever that is

Asmo: Ouch, but yeah I guess we are that desperate.

Satan: I'm never tutoring any of you again.

-

MC and Luke, just vibing honestly: ⬇️Intră-n👇apa🌊mării🐚şi🐋nu🐟te🙄teme😱ai😳să-nveți🤯să-noți🐠printre🤔sirene🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️

(go in the sea's water and don't you be afraid you'll learn to swim among mermaids)

-

MC: No Asmo, I have a date to the ball he's right here *points at țuică bottle*

-

Belphie: *misbehaving*

MC: Vai, vai, vai. Sărumâna Belphie 😃 ( well, well, well good day Belphie)

MC: *grabs the papuc (slipper)*

-

MC: NO LUCIFER IT CAN NOT BE AN AN NOU FERICIT (happy new year) IF WE DO NOT DANCE THE HORĂ

-

MC and Luke, vibing yet again: POVEȘTI DIN FOLCLORUL MAGHIAR!!! (maghiar folklore stories!)

-

MC: Where is my țuică? :)

Everyone: *quiet*

MC: I won't get mad :)

MC:

MC: Foaie verse de trifoi~ *papuc reappears* Dați băi țuica înapoi (green leaf of clover, give the țuică back you fucker)

Everybody: *runs*

MC: Mândruțelor (girls), come back until I'll put this to good use

-

Levi: *exists*

MC: *in love with him bc his fav color is in the Romanian flag and not in the commie flag*

MC: Te las să te lingi cu mime în parcare la lidl (I'll let you french kiss me in the Lidl market parking lot)

-

MC: Lucifer you don't understand!

MC: Sandu Ciorbă cured my depression!

-

MC: Muie cretinii pământului (fuck y'all stupid asses) my țuică is back and I'm not sharing anymore

-

Asmo: We're doing hot girl shit tonight

MC: Ne curvim rău (we're hoeing)

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MC: futu-ți cristelnița mătii (fuck your mother's font) Simeon you're the one that drank all my țuică

MC: I'll let it slide this once, if u take me for shaorma(shawarma) in Piața Victoriei (Victoria's market)

-

Solomon: Whoops, I accidentally messed up the sarmale recipe

MC: Aşadar războiu alesu l-ai (So you have chosen war)

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Mammon: MC, how do you say "I hate you" in romanian?

MC: Dar eu sunt mândru că sunt twink. (I'm proud to be a twink)

Mammon, clueless: ok thanks

-

MC, to Belphie: I had such a rough day, please fute-mi una (fuck me over) and not the way I like

-

Mammon: What would be a quick way to make money?

MC: Gagica(girlfriend), listen. Culegător de sparanghel (asparagus picker) in Spain is your go-to.

-

Asmo: *blasting manele vechi (old manele).2006*

Asmo: Please love me!

MC: *already in wedding attire*

-

MC: Beel! Here, try this! Yeah yeah its completely fine!

MC: ...what do you mean it looks like Solomon's cooking?

MC: THIS IS PIFTIE AND YOU WILL LEARN TO APPRECIATE IT

-

MC: *dragging them all by the hand to therapy*

MC: Păi aşa-i hora pe la noi măi bade- (This is hora to us well my mans)

-

MC, talking to Lucifer: Măi omu lu dumnezeu îți fut una de nu te vezi (listen God's man I'll fuck you over that you'll not see again) if u lay a finger on my țuică again

MC: I don't care that you have daddy issues, this is MINE now thank you very much.

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MC: Doamne cu ce ți-am greşit? (God, what have I done to you?)

MC: tanti Lilith, ia-mă cu tine gagicuțo milf ce ești (Miss Lilith, take me with you you milf girlfriend)

MC: Chiar și culesul de căpșuni din Spania era mai ok dacât (even strawberry picking in Spain is better than) Therapist Simulator hell edition

-

Diavolo: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu a ta mireasă? (Do you want me to be your wife?)

-

Simeon: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu Ileană Cosânzeană? ( Want me to be your fairy wife?)

-

Belphie: Every time I doze off they say this weird phrase...

MC: Dormeo(mattress company) ! Noapte bună! (good night!)

-

MC: What do you mean im not allowed to have a cross around my neck?

MC: My dead grandmother would kill me it's Sfântu Andrei for fucks sake

MC: The law is law we gotta put garlic and salt everywhere around the house

MC: This is what you get from taking my țuică away AGAIN

-

MC: I mean, at least i dont have to take the bacalaureat and face the woman-hating-Ion-Creangă-fucking-twink-looking-nightmare-inducing Eminescu so

MC: *drinks a Mona Spirt (rubbing alcohol) bottle in one go*

MC: that works wonders for me

[thatssonanii]

Familiar Face (2)

SVU Fic

Olivia sat at her desk responding to a text she'd gotten from Elliot. Over the past two weeks the two had begun catching up when work didn't interfere. It felt like old times but so much better than eleven years ago.

"Knock, knock."

Looking up from her phone, Olivia pulled her glasses off and squinted as she got up. "I'm sorry. Can I help you?"

"Sorry for just walking in, I had been knocking for a few minutes and you didn't answer. I'm Bianca Barnes but everyone calls me Peach."

At a loss for words, Olivia stared at the woman looking back at her. "Okay and you're here because?"

"Deputy Chief Garland didn't tell you I was coming? I'm your new detective."

Olivia offered her a smile, "No, he didn't but I'm glad you're here. We've been short a detective. Where did you transfer from, Bianca?"

"Please call me Peach. My mama is the only one who calls me by my first name. But I just came from homicide and before that vice. Now I'm here."

"Are you sure special victims is where you want to be? Sounds like you might be more comfortable in violent crimes. The captain and I are friends, I can get you over there." Olivia suggested.

Peach shook her head smiling. "Nope, this is where I wanna be. One of my old partners is actually over in violent crimes, he just transferred there last week."

Olivia nodded blowing out some air. "Well then welcome to special victims. Let's go introduce you to everybody." Peach followed her out of the office to the squad room still smiling. She waited for Olivia to gather their attention. "Alright so we're no longer down a detective. This is Detective Bianca Parks."

"Hey, yall. Yall can just call me Peach. Everybody does."

"Sorry, I forgot," Olivia chuckled, "Peach, this is Detective Rollins and Officer Tamin but everyone calls her Kat. And that's Sargeant Fin Tuttuola but we just call him Fin."

Peach waved, "I know Kat already. But nice to meet you all."

Olivia looked between the women. "How do you two know each other?"

Kat spoke up smiling, "She moved up here when we were in high school I was her first friend. We lived in the same building."

"Yeah and we were in vice together for a little while," Peach added.

"Okay then well you have a familiar face and you won't mind being partners," Olivia said with a small smile, "Fin, it's your lucky day. You get your partner back."

Fin smiled proudly, "I like you already, Peach."

When Olivia went back to her office, Kat showed her friend to her desk and sat on the edge of it. The two of them talked until Rollins cleared her throat.

"What's up, Amanda?" Kat asked laughing.

"You're hogging the newbie, maybe me and Fin wanna get to know her too."

Kat put her hands up still laughing. "My bad, go head. Ask away."

"Why the name Peach?" Fin asked when Amanda didn't say anything. "Where'd that come from?"

"I moved up here from Georgia when I was teenager, had much more of an accent than I do now so everybody stated calling me that," she shrugged.

"That and she can put anybody on their ass within five seconds if they mess with her," Kat added ignoring her friend's playfully stare.

Amanda chuckled, "As little and cute as you are, you don't look like you'd hurt a fly, newbie."

Peach shrugged, "Yeah a lot of people think that until they put their hands on me. Just because I'm little don't undestimate me."

"Always the little ones you gotta look out for," Fin joked, "What part of Georgia are you from? Rollins is from Georgia too."

"Oh that's the accent I hear," she laughed, "I knew it was southern but I didn't think it was Georgia. I'm from Savannah. What part are you from, Amanda?"

"Cummings. A lot of people don't know where it is so it's just easier to say Atlanta."

Peach gave her a friendly smile, "I know exactly where that is. Might as well say it's Atlanta, it's like thirty minutes from it."

While they continued to talk and get to know their new detective, Olivia sat on the phone with Elliot. He called her discuss dinner plans, trying to figure out what Noah would like so he could make reservations.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you but did you get a new detective last week?" Olivia asked holding the phone to her ear and looking out her window at her detectives.

"I did. How'd you know?"

"Well I got a new detective today, I offered to get her in with you cause I thought she'd be a better fit there and she declined. She mentioned that an old partner transferred there."

Elliott chuckled. "And you wanna know who it is or you wanna know what I think about them? Is that it?"

"You know me so well. Both."

"His name is Amaro, Nick Amaro. He's a good guy, got a bit of a temper from what I glanced at in his jacket," Elliot explained with a hint of laughter, "But I like em. Reminds me of myself. Smart too."

"Amaro?"

"Yeah, Amaro. What's wrong?"

"This is how I know you didn't read his jacket," she laughed, "He was here a year or so ago. He was my partner after you."

"Did you like him?"

"Yeah, he's good at his job. He just let's his temper get ahead of him sometimes."

"I'll keep that in mind. So Italian tonight?"

Olivia started to answer but there was a knock at the door followed by Rollins poking her head in the door. "Yeah, Amanda?"

"Got a call from Mercy, they need us. Me and Fin can take it."

"Hold on, El," Olivia said into the phone, "Ummm, no. Let Kat and Peach take this one. You need to finish that paperwork, remember?"

Rollins nodded bowing out of the office going back to the desks, sitting back down at hers. "Alright newbie, you're up. Cap said for you and Kat to take this one."

"No problem with me. Let's go, Kat," Peach said enthusiastically getting up and putting her peacoat on, "Oh and Amanda?"

"Yeah?"

"Its Peach, not newbie." She corrected with a smile then followed Kat out.

The partners rode and talked on their way to the hospital. When they got inside, to the correct floor they went up to the nurses station. Both flashed their badges.

"Got a call. You guys need svu?" Kat asked politely.

The nurse nodded then came around the desk. "Some girls came in here with their friend a little while ago, said the girl passed out after complaining about abdominal pain."

"You suspect abuse?"

The nurse flagged the doctor down that was passing by, "She can explain it to you."

The doctor came over shaking their hands. "Dr. Barnes. I did an exam on her, her name is Alexandra James, she's 14. I found scarring, some old some new. And she was almost 12 weeks pregnant. The pain she was having was a miscarriage. There were traces of misoprostol in her blood. I talked to her friends, they're 14 and act like they have no idea what's going on. But they did say she hadn't taken any medicine at all."

"But you think otherwise? Isn't that a miscarriage drug?" Peach asked writing in her small notepad.

"Yes, it is. They're off. She should be awake now if you wanna talk to her," Dr. Barnes suggested, "Her friends are in with her. Waiting on her parents.

The detectives followed the doctor to the girl's room. The friends were huddled around her bed talking in hushed voices.

Dr. Barnes cleared her throat, "Girls, there are some detectives that want to speak with you."

"Girls, I'm Kat from special victims, why don't you three come with me to waiting room so we can talk? Give your friend some privacy."

Once they left the room, Peach pulled a chair up to the side of her bed a warm smile on her face. "Your name is Alexandra, right?"

The young girl nodded.

"My name is Peach, I'm a detective from special victims. I want you to tell me what you remember leading up to walking up here."

She said quietly before recounting her leaving her friend's house to go to the park, getting ice cream, walking back to her friends house but that was it.

"Did you eat anything else today? Something that might have tasted funny?"

She shrugged, "Nothing tasted funny. We had some pizza earlier, that was it besides breakfast at home this morning."

Peach nodded giving her full attention to the young girl. "And where did the pizza come from?"

"My friend, Whitney, her older brother, Stevie, works at a pizza place and he brought it for us."

"Okay. Did you know you were pregnant, Alexandria?"

She looked horrified, "No...I wasn't."

"You were almost 12 weeks, that's where the pain you were having came from. You had a miscarriage, if you didn't take it then someone have you drugs to bring it on. They found it on your lab work." Peach paused to search her face for a reaction. "When the doctor examined you, she said there was some scarring. So whoever the father was, has been around for a little while."

Alexandra turned away from her in the hospital bed. "I don't wanna talk about this. I want you to leave."

"I'm here to help you, sweetheart. To get whoever it is that's doing this to you to stop and put them in jail."

"Please just go," she cried.

Peach stood from her chair and slid one of Kat's cards onto the stand beside her hospital bed after she wrote her number on the back. "Listen, I'm gonna go but I left my number beside your bed. If you wanna talk, you call me. Doesn't matter what you wanna talk about or the time. Call me."

She waited a few minutes before leaving the room in search of her partner. She stopped Kat talking to, who she assumed to be the parents, and went to stand beside her, listening to them. Kat gave them her card before they walked away.

"Get anywhere with Alexandra?" Kat asked softly.

"Whoever it is, she knows them and she's terrified of them. What about you?"

"The doctor was right, something isn't right about the friends. I don't know what but they're hiding something."

"And the parents?"

Kat whistled, "Pissed is an understatement. Especially the dad. They wanted to know who but of course, we don't have that. Have their address so we could come talk to her again when she gets out."

"Well while we wait, let's go do some digging."

"Where to?"

"The pizza place the friend's brother works at."

-------

Olivia left the office early leaving Fin in charge so she could pick Noah up and meet Elliot for dinner. When they got to the restaurant, Elliot was already at the table waiting for them. He stood to get them.

"Hey, Liv. Noah," he smiled, "Thought you two stood me up."

"Mom had to go back home and change her shoes." Noah explained hugging the older man.

Elliot chuckled a little and helped Olivia into her seat before sitting back down. "Well I'm just glad you're here. How was your day, Liv?"

"It wasn't as hectic as its been since we're not short handed anymore. Yours," she asked looking over the menu.

"It was alright. We're all still getting used to each other but no fighting or yelling so I'm happy."

Olivia glanced up at him briefly a smile on her face, "And Amaro?"

"Pretty good. I can tell he's spent time with you in interrogation."

"He stealing my moves? Is that what you're saying?" She laughed.

Elliot laughed nodding his head. "That's exactly what I'm saying. But it's not a bad thing. He got the confession. How's your new detective?"

"Good to hear. Peach is good. She's probably the shortest detective I've ever seen and so bubbly. I wasn't sure how she'd fit so I called her previous commanding officers."

"And? What'd they say?"

"Gave her nothing but praise. Apparently she's very good at her job."

"Well that's a good thing then, you don't have anything to worry about." Elliot assured her. "See something that looks good, Noah?"

Noah nodded, "Yeah, I wanna get spaghetti with meatballs."

"Sounds good. Think I'm gonna get a ribye with some fettuccine alfredo on the side."

Noah nodded and turned to his mom, "What are you gonna get?"

"Hmmm...I am gonna get," she paused hearing her phone ring, "Looks like I'm getting my phone. One second, promise it won't take long." Getting her phone from her pocket, she saw it was Carisi and answered. "Yes, Carisi?"

"Sorry to bother you, Captain but Rollins never brought the paperwork and I need it for arraignment in the morning. I can't get ahold of her."

"Just go by the squad. She's probably still working on it and turned off her phone."

"Alright, headed there now."

"Okay and call me back if she's not there, Carisi." After hanging up her phone and putting it into her purse, she looked up to find both males staring at her. "I put it away. No more interruptions."

"Promise?" Noah asked.

"Promise, buddy."

Elliot smiled watching them. "Hey, why don't you go see if you can find us a waitress, buddy. I think we're ready."

Noah made sure it was okay with his mom then got up from the table in search of a waitress. Elliot stared intently at Olivia, a small smile on her face making her laugh nervously.

"Why are you staring at me, El?"

"How old did you say he was again?"

"He's ten."

"And adopted is it?"

Olivia nodded slowly, "Yeah, I've told you the story."

Elliot glanced to see Noah still looking around. "You told me the wrong story, you told me the story you told everyone else."

Olivia frowned, "I don't understand what you're getting at."

"He's coming now but you know what I'm talking about and we'll talk about it later."

Sitting back in her seat, Olivia's mind wondered through many thoughts and all the scenarios she had run in her head over the years. She wasn't sure if she was ready to bring that all out.

-----

Carisi walked into the precinct frowning and looking around. "Rollins, where is she?"

Peach looked up from her computer and got up smiling. She walked around her desk to approach him. "She's not here. Tell me what you need and maybe I can help you."

Carisi stared down at the little woman in front of him, "Uuuh ... you are?"

Peach held out her hand, "Detective Barnes but call me Peach. You?"

Carisi shook her hand managing a small smile through his frustration. "The new detective I take it, nice to meet you. Dominic Carisi, ADA. Call me Sonny."

"Okay so what do you need, Sonny?"

"I need the paperwork Rollins was supposed to finish but she's not here so," he explained throwing his hands up.

Peach went over to Rollins' desks and opened a few drawers, "Umm she mentioned leaving it in one of these drawers before she rushed out. Just gotta find the right one."

Carisi nodded going to lean against Fin's empty desk watching her. "Where's Fin and Kat?"

"Fin is gone for the day, he got bored. And Kat has a date so I volunteered to stay till 8." Peach explained still bent over looking in the drawers.

"Sounds like Fin. You close to getting outta here then?"

"Yep, I am," Peach stood up straight with the file in her hand, "Found it! Here you go."

Carisi met her halfway, letting out a sigh of relief. "I could kiss you, thank you. You just saved my ass in court."

Peach laughed, "Nicest new yorker I've ever met. I think a hug would suffice."

Carisi laughed looking down at her. "I take that as a compliment. How are you getting home?"

"Subway then I'm gonna walk the rest of the way. I didn't drive today, didn't expect to be out this late."

"Well since you helped me out, I'll help you out," Carisi smiled, "Come on, I'll take you home."

Peach shook her head going back to her desk. "You don't have to do that, I'm fine with the subway and walking."

"I can't in good conscience let you do that, it's late and dark. I don't mind. Come on."

"Really, Sonny, you don't have to. I'm fine."

Carisi stared at her smiling. "You're not gonna win this, I argue for a living. Grab your stuff and come on."

Laughing softly, Peach pulled her peacoat on then grabbed her purse and hat from her desk drawer. "Fine, fine, I'll let you take me home but before you do, I have a question."

"Okay, shoot."

"Its not cause I'm short and you think I can't protect myself. Right?"

"Right. It wouldn't matter if you were 6 feet tall, you're still a woman. I couldn't sleep knowing I let you go out there by yourself when I could've taken you home. That's it."

Nodding, Peach followed him out and they made small talk and she told him where she lived. As they were riding in his SUV, his phone rung and Rollins name popped up on his radio screen.

"Now she calls," he complained answering the phone, "Yeah, Rollins?"

"Hey, sorry I missed your call. What's up?"

"What's up?" He repeated sarcastically, "Did you forget about the paperwork i needed from you?"

"Oh shoot, Carisi. I'm sorry. But I did finish it, it's in my desk, I'll bring it in the morning."

"No need, Rollins. I've got it."

Rollins let out a sigh of relief, "Oh thank God. I'm sorry you had to go all the way to the precinct and then go through my junk drawers."

"No need for that, I didn't look for it. Peach got it for me."

"Oh well good then. You got plans tonight?"

Carisi looked over at Peach, who smiled at him, then back to the road. "Kinda yeah. What do you need?"

"Just wanted to see if you wanted to come over and make dinner for the girls."

"Nah, not tonight, Amanda. It would be close to ten by the time I got there."

She hummed in response. "What are you doing?"

"Giving Peach a ride home then I don't know but either way it would still be too late."

"Oh ... okay then. Get newbie home safe and call me out something when you get home, Carisi."

Hurrying to hang the phone up, he glanced over at Peach again. "You're not smiling anymore."

"Nope, I'm not."

"Why's that?"

"I told her earlier to stop calling me newbie and she's still doing it. Are you and her together? She didn't sound too happy about you taking me home."

He shook his head a small frown on his face. "No, never. She can't cook and she doesn't like to be there alone."

Peach nodded, "From the south and can't cook, that's a shame. What are your plans for tonight anyway?"

"Go through some paperwork, have some dinner and a beer. That's about it. You?'

"Depends on how Kat's date goes. If it goes good then catch up on my shows over dinner, if it goes bad then dinner and annoy her."

Thirty minutes later, Carisi pulled up to her building then killed his engine and took his seat belt off.

"Where you going?" She asked laughing.

"I'm walking you up. Come on."

"You don't have to do that, Sonny. This was enough."

"Aren't you southerners all about hospitality? Let me do this."

Peach laughed, "Fine. Since you're being hospitable come on and open my door."

"Yes ma'am," he chuckled getting out going to her side, open her door and helped her out, "After you."