#you are a tree made of love... love is harder to break and is stronger than anything

[napoftustar]

[250115] weverse dm 🐰💬

🐰 you know, saying these things is really embarrassing and difficult for me but

🐰 there was something i wanted to make sure to say on the day that we get to meet again after a long time

🐰 ah hahahahahaha i committed to telling you what it is but i can’t get myself to send it

🐰 this is so embarrassing though? hahahaha

🐰 in the time that i got to myself, i thought deeply about a lot of things and moa’s existence is very very precious to me and something i’m very grateful for

🐰 i can now confidently say that i’ve become a strong tree

🐰 and i want to become a precious and reliable existence to moa as well

🐰 because although i’m not a tall tree, i’m a tree that’s made of steel hahahaha

🐰 i hope that you can lean on me and rest whenever you want, moa

[7seas-of-ryy]

Another Hangover Cure

Author’s Note: I got this idea from @yearninglustfully on this post! I recommend reading Hangover Cure first!

Summary: You, Rhys, and Cassian aren't allowed to be together alone anymore... but what about when the three of you are paired up for business?

Pairing: Azriel x Reader, Platonic!Rhys x Reader, Platonic!Cassian x Reader

Warnings: drinking, implied smut, let me know if I need to add any others :)

Your specialty for the Night Court had always been spells and wards. You could easily place a spell or ward anything. Your intelligence is what made Rhys invite you to work for him so long ago. That is how you started at the Night Court and it quickly became your home.

For a while, you had been practicing breaking wards and spells. It was much harder than it seemed and you had yet to master it.

Rhys had brought you a box that had been warded many many years ago and after working on it for a month, you told him you needed help. It was a much older and stronger magic than you were used to and you weren't afraid to admit when you couldn't do something.

After much contemplation, Rhys decided he would go to Helion, the High Lord of the Day Court, to get his help. He wanted you to come with and told Cassian he would also be coming for extra security.

You were currently in a meeting with everyone in the IC discussing this.

"Absolutely not. You three cannot be trusted together." Az immediately stated.

Feyre and Nesta immediately agreed with the male.

"Listen, we need Y/N for this so she can learn and see how its done. This is literally her area of expertise, she is crucial for this. I am the High Lord, it is a curtesy for me to go and the only reason Cass is going as security is because the rest of you are busy." Rhys told the group.

"Don't think I forgot about the tree you three stole!" Az responded.

"You told him?!" Cassian asked you.

You grimaced and gave him with a sorry look.

"This won't be like us going out for a night out, this will be us doing work." You reasoned with Az.

"Yes, strictly business" Cass added with a salute to the shadowsinger

"Fine, but not for too long. You three have to come back by tomorrow." Az compromised.

"Deal." You, Rhys, and Cass all said in unison.

Azriel pulled you aside before you left.

"Please be safe my love. And as much as I am worried about the three of you together, I do want you to enjoy yourself still...just not too much. Helion can get handsy." He ended the sentence with a scowl.

"You're the only one I could ever want. I promise I will be safe and responsible." You told him

He placed a kiss on your forehead and helped you strap on your bag.

"I love you so much, have a safe trip." He spoke and then placed a loving kiss on your lips.

You heard Cass make a gagging sound and Az rolled his eyes at his brother.

You walked over to him and Rhys and the three of you started the journey to the Day Court.

Azriel, Nesta, and Feyre all stood watching you three leave.

"This is not a good idea" Nesta spoke

"Terrible idea" Feyre agreed.

"Lets just hope they learned their lesson last time." Azriel added

The three split up and went to do their work for the day.

Once you made it to the Day Court, Helion was quick to greet you.

"Ahh Y/N, my protege! I am so excited to teach you my ways." He announced and brought you in for a kiss on the cheek.

"Hands off, Helion. I promised my brother I wouldn't let you be all over her." Cassian told him

You all laughed and after the rest of the greetings, he led the three of you inside.

The warded box was laying on the table in front of you all while Helion examined it.

"Hmm this is rare and old magic indeed. I believe the reason you could not crack it was that it requires two to break the spell." He told you.

You let out a sigh in relief, knowing that it wasn't entirely your fault that you couldn't figure it out. The Day Court High Lord explained what you had to do and how these specific wards worked. You actually learned a lot from him and were grateful for this experience.

The two of you worked on the box and eventually broke it open. Rhys stored the contents of it in his bag and began to talk.

"Alright, well thank you for all of your help. This has been very-" he started but Helion cut him off.

"You're leaving already? I had a whole meal and night planned, which included the finest wine we have to offer." He told you three with a smile that showed all his teeth.

You looked over at Cass who was already smiling at you and then Rhys who looked to be contemplating his next words.

"It would be rude to leave when they went through all the effort of putting it together for us." Cass spoke before Rhys could.

"So its settled! You're staying. I have rooms for you all so you can stay the night as well. Our wine is no joke, you probably won't be able to have three glasses before blacking out." Helion stated, leading you to the dining room.

The four of you ate a lovely meal, sharing stories and enjoying the wine. It seemed every time you would drink it, it would fill itself up. Perhaps thats why a few glasses would get someone drunk beyond belief.

Before you knew it, you were already feeling tipsy. You could tell the others were as well, due to their pink cheeks and loud voices.

"Are you guys interested in seeing how the Day Court parties?" Helion asked.

"Absolutely!" Cass responded.

"I'm intrigued." Rhys added.

You just nodded and giggled, knowing the wine was taking over quickly.

That was the last thing you remember from the night. Well, you remember dancing and laughing, a lot of laughing.

---

"I can't believe they did it again!" You heard Feyre speak.

"I can. I told you it was a bad idea." Nesta added.

Azriel just stood in silence watching the mess on the ground with a smile on his face.

He didn't care that he had to come help you after you had a fun night. He trusted you and he trusted his brothers. He secretly enjoyed getting to take care of you for the day. He was just concerned with you getting so drunk that your shields would be down.

Your eyes slowly opened and the feeling of drinking too much wine last night hit you. You were laying on your back sprawled out like a starfish. Everything hurt and you had no idea what you were even laying on.

You slowly began to roll over and continued rolling as if you were going down a hill until you hit the floor. Once you looked over, you realized you were laying on top of Rhys, Cass, and Helion, who were all bunched into a ball, and there was a...door laying between Rhys and Helion. You weren't even sure who's limbs belonged to who, they were so twisted up.

They all started to wake up after you moved off of them and all were groaning and grunting in pain.

"Is this what you call strictly business?" Az asked with a smirk on his face.

"Don't tell me we did it again." Rhys mumbled

"Cass why are you wearing my socks as gloves again?" you asked, holding your head to stop the pounding.

"At least I didn't go through a wall this time." Cass said in defense.

"Actually..." Helion stated as he raised his pointer finger and pointed it at the wall behind them, "we both went through that wall. Y/N sure can make one hell of a ricochet ward."

"Helion, you told me you would watch over them so it wouldn't happen again!" Feyre scolded him

"After you told me about how these three party, I wasn't going to let the night go to waste. I wanted to have some fun!!" He defended himself.

"So that's why my glass kept refilling itself!" You said in an accusatory tone, pointing at him.

"Ok I'm leaving for 20 minutes to let you four figure out what happened and once I get back I want to know everything." Nesta stated and Feyre and Az followed her.

"Well, it could be worse than this, I guess." Cass stated

"Could it?" Rhys retorted.

You grimaced and looked around as a memory hit you.

"Helion, did I ride a pegasus last night?" You asked

"I believe you did and I believe it bonded with you." He replied with a nod of approval.

You looked over at Cassian and only then realized he was entirely orange.

"What happened to you?!" You exclaimed.

"I don't know!" He replied starting to freak out.

"I can help with that one. You said you could pull off any color so Y/N bet that you wouldn't look good if you were orange." Rhys said, his voice rough

You looked at the orange male with a sorry look and said, "oops?"

"Rhys, why are you laying with a door on top of you?" It was Helion's turn to ask.

"I was cold." Your High Lord told him.

The four of you were silent for a few moments, just watching each other.

"You have a black eye." Cass told Rhy.

"You're missing a tooth." Rhys told Cass.

"Y/N warded my hand to make it stick to whatever it touches so when I peed, it got stuck to my..." Helion admitted, his voice getting softer towards the end of his sentence.

"Oh, Y/N, no..." Cass said in horror.

"You have got to stop drunk warding things." Rhys added.

You covered your face with your hands in embarrassment.

"This is worse than last time!" Cass exclaimed.

"Our 20 minutes are almost up and we still don't have our story straight. I mean, I don't even know how they knew to come for us. Do you guys?" You exclaimed

Cass and Rhys shook their heads no.

"I think I let them know their assistance would be needed in the morning... but I might have also sent them our breakfast order." Helion explained.

"Breakfast sounds so good right now" Cassian groaned and the rest of you made noises of approval.

"Ok, heres the plan. We pull ourselves together and act like we had a normal night with a normal amount of drinking." Rhys told the rest of you.

"They saw you using a door as a blanket!" You whisper-shouted at him.

"It's not the best plan but its the only plan we've got." He replied in the same tone.

"I think they're coming. Act natural." Cass whisper yelled.

Feyre, Nesta, and Azriel all entered the room and looked around.

You were leaning with your elbow against a wall, resting your hand on your head. Rhys was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, his ankle resting over his knee while he pretended to be deep in thought. Helion was leaning against a table pretending to read a book. And Cassian was standing in the middle of the room with his eyes wide like a deer in headlights.

"You're all idiots." Nesta deadpanned.

"Rhys, how could you let this happen again?" Feyre spoke dissapointed.

Azriel was quiet so the sisters looked over at him, they were expecting him to scold the group as well. When he didn't, Feyre nudged him.

"Do you have anything to add Az?" She asked him

He was still just smiling at your attempt to be normal and shook his head no.

"I just want to get my mate home as quick as possible." He stated

Everyone snapped their attention to him, even you.

"Mate?" You questioned.

"Mate." he stated with a huge smile, "in the middle of the night, I recieved a breakfast order from Helion. I assumed that meant the four of you were incredibly drunk. I was going to let you have your fun and wait til you got home to poke fun at you but this morning I felt it snap into place."

You walked to each other and he wrapped his arms around you, bringing you in for a kiss. The urge to be close to him was stronger than ever now.

"Let's get home." You told your mate, bringing him in for another kiss.

"Quickly please, before the two of you start devouring each other's faces in front of us" Cass spoke with a gross look, but you knew he was happy for you.

Azriel lifted you up and started flying with you, headed back to the Night Court.

"Do you want me to make you some food once we get home?" Your mate asked you.

"No, I just want to get home as fast as possible. I need you." You told him, his eyes darkening at your insinuation.

"You seem to be feeling much better than when you woke up. I think I truly am the best hangover cure." He joked.

--

After you got home, the frenzy started and lasted a little over a week. Once it calmed a bit, you finally showed up to the River house for a nice family dinner.

Conversation was flowing and that night out got brought up.

"You know, I really don't remember much of that night." Cass said.

"I know everything that happened." Azriel spoke before taking a bite of food.

"WHAT?! How?!" You exclaimed.

"After everything that happened last time, I made sure to send a shadow with you for your safety. It hung back and watched, it would alert me if you were in real danger. Before we showed up to get you guys that morning, it reported back to me what happened the entire night." He spoke so matter of fact.

"Show me." Rhys told the shadowsinger.

You watched as a grimace overtook the High Lord's face, watching your entire night get played in his head.

"Yeah, the three of us aren't allowed to be alone together anymore." Rhys stated with a horrified look on his face.

"We want to know!" Cass complained.

Rhys replayed everything in your and Cass' mind. There was nothing but silence for a few moments.

"I'm deeply sorry." You told Cass with a grimace.

"You pulled my tooth out!" Cass shouted, jumping up.

"In her defense, you did tell her, 'I bet you can't pull my tooth out.'" Rhys added.

Azriel pulled your chair closer to him, wrapping an arm around you. The three of them might be idiots but he loved them and felt grateful for his family.

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[himasgod]

Kinich x Reader

Where Kinich breaks up with you before going to War, but you make him listen to you

(Oh, wow. I got excited writing this. 0.9k words, it's longer than usual! Although I liked the result, I think it could have been a little more angsty :( I dedicate it to 💗, who asked me for it in a request. I hope you liked it, I hope you'll write to me again sharing your opinion <3)

Twilight covered Natlan in a blanket of red and orange hues, a cruel irony for Kinich, who felt the heat of the fire and the weight of duty burning in his chest, almost to the point of burning him. He had spent his entire life preparing for this war, for the battle against the Abyss, but he never thought that facing danger would mean giving up what he valued most in his life: you.

The decision had been clear when the clan elders made it. The modern heroes, each a bearer of the Ancient Names, must march to the Night Kingdom, that dimension where the shadows of the Abyss were stronger, fiercer, and where Natlan's very nature was at risk. Although the Pyro Archon had returned, the Ode of Resurrection was weakened. This time, there was no guarantee of returning, not even for him, one of the promising warriors.

He waited for you under the shade of a tree, his gaze lost in the landscape that could be the last he would see. When you finally approached, he swallowed hard, his words stuck in his throat. He loved you, and that made it harder, more unbearable.

“Kinich, what’s wrong?” you asked softly, noticing his tense expression. You’d seen Kinich in battle, on hunts, in times of fighting, but you’d never seen him so dejected. He looked as if he carried the weight of the sun itself on his shoulders.

Kinich let out a heavy sigh, unable to look directly at you. He wanted to take you away from the storm, from the uncertainty, protect you from the anguish that an endless wait could bring.

“I’m going to go to war,” he said, his voice rough, his words like stones falling to the ground. There was no time for you to respond before he continued. “And I’m not going to ask you to wait for me. It wouldn’t be fair to you. It’s not safe… If I don’t come back…” It seemed like Kinich was talking to himself at this point. He focused, though, his gaze turning colder as he looked away.

"Nevermind. I'll say it straight. I'm breaking up with you."

Your silence was a blow. You knew of the war, you knew the stories of warriors lost in the Night Kingdom, trapped by the Abyss, waiting without a glimmer of hope. But the Kinich you knew was not someone who gave up so easily.

“Do you think you can decide that for me?” you asked, intense sadness coloring your words. “I don’t want you to disappear like a shadow in history, Kinich! Not after everything we’ve been through together!”

He pulled away slightly, his eyes staring at the ground, as he struggled to put into words the fear that tormented him.

“I don’t want you to suffer waiting for something that might not happen, do you understand?” he said in a whisper. There was an echo of vulnerability in his words that was rare for him, someone who had always faced adversity with his head held high. But this time it was different. This time, fear was a shadow he couldn’t chase away.

You hesitated only a moment before taking a step towards him, raising a hand to touch his face, forcing him to look at you. His gaze was a storm of emotions; fear, love, guilt, and something deeper, darker.

“Listen to me, Kinich,” you said, your voice firm even though your hands trembled slightly. “Natlan has survived because of warriors like you, but also because of those left behind, those who remember. Don’t ask me to forget you, or ask me to prepare to lose you without even trying. If you decide to leave, you will do so with the promise that I will do everything in my power so that, whatever happens, your Name will never be forgotten.”

Kinich closed his eyes, feeling the weight of your words. It was a promise and, at the same time, a plea. For a moment, he imagined what it would be like to let you go, to erase the trace of shared memories and think of you only as a distant figure, a dream he had given up on. And that thought tore at him.

“Why can’t you let me do this?” he asked in a low, almost desperate tone. It wasn’t an accusation, but a confession of his helplessness.

“Because…” Your voice broke, and you took a deep breath before continuing. “Because I love you, Kinich. Because this isn’t just a war; this is our life, and if I lose you in the Night Kingdom, then I will lose a part of me as well. If you fall, you will fall knowing that someone here will remember you. I don’t want a life without you, even if it means waiting, even if it means risking it.”

Those words finally broke through Kinich’s defenses. He felt the resolve he had built crumble, and he hugged you, a gesture that contained all the fragility he had tried to hide. The weight of the war, of his responsibilities, vanished for a moment as he felt your closeness, as he absorbed the comfort you offered, even if it was only temporary.

“Promise me that if I come back, there will be no regrets,” he murmured, searching for some certainty amidst the uncertainty.

You stroked his hair gently, whispering your words with a devotion that gave him the strength he needed.

“I promise you, Kinich.”

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[bingbongsupremacy]

ABC's

I tried thinking of characters with names that matched the ABC originally, but I'm just going by fic names now. Some r probably going to be short.

The plain x reader stories don't describe body type, size or gender.

Coming soon....

Almonds - Abby Anderson x reader

Summary: Abby shares the last bit of her food with you when times get tough.

Baby - Joel Miller x reader who can get pregnant

Summary: It's getting harder and harder to spend time with your husband and you have some really important news. (Pre-Outbreak)

Camp Counselor Pt. 2 - Steve Harrington x plus sized reader

Summary: It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger.

Don't Let Me Go - Ellie Williams x reader

Summary: After a near death experience, you're afraid for Ellie to leave you alone.

Every Night - Max Mayfield x reader

Summary: Every night since 7th grade, Max has made it a mission to say goodnight -Face to face. At tonight's visit, you discover that your friendship might have been more than you thought it was.

Fall Out - Isaac Lahey x reader

Summary: Your relationship with Isaac grows more and more strained as the days go by. Will he finally tell you what's going on?

Gumball Machine - Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: All you want is a gumball. Unfortunately, you're out of change.

Heart Breaker - Jonathan Byers x reader

Summary : No matter what you do, Jonathan Byers will never be in love with you. Not the way he is with Nancy anyways.

Incognito - Eddie Munson AU x reader

Summary: All you wanted was a cup of coffee from the new cafe on Main Street. You definitely didn't expect to spill coffee on the Metal Icon Eddie Munson.

Jacket - Eddie Munson x reader

Summary: The night Chrissy went over to Eddie's trailer, you went to. I mean, you weren't going to let Chrissy just go to a strangers house without back up. Unfortunately, when things go wrong, you end up on the same wanted poster as Eddie. Together, you're forced to run away.

Knock Knock Pt.2 - Ellie Williams College AU

Summary: A simple request to turn the music down turns into a frustrating back and forth battle. Why does your neighbor have to be so damn attractive?

Lonely Pt. 2 - Stranger Things Zombie Apocalypse AU

Summary: A few days after the zombie apocolypse took over Hawkins you lost everyone. Once you finally run out of supplies, you're forced to venture out into the town, hoping not to run into anyone and make it to safety alive. Unfortunately, life doesn't always go how you want it.

Marry Me? - Spencer Reid

Summary: Spencer asks you to marry him at the most random time. Garcia does not approve.

Newborn - Joel Miller

Summary: Joel's nervous about holding your new baby.

Only Her - Steve Harrington x Reader (Possible Pt. 2)

Summary: Steve doesn't look at you the same way he looks at Nancy. Does he really love you?

Promise - Eddie Munson

Summary: Eddie promised to come back. After Eddie cut the sheet, preventing you from following him back into the upside down, he promised he'd come back.

Quiet - Johnathan Byers

Summary: When El offers to watch your newborn baby, you're finally able to get some desperately needed sleep.

Reciprocate - John Murphy

Summary: For as long as you've known John, he's always held you at an arms length distance. He's never shared more than he has to. That's why when his behaviors start changing, you're very confused.

Secret Admirer - Steve Harrington

Summary: Never would you have imagined that someone could have a crush on you.

Tell Me Pretty Lies - Theo Raekan

Summary: You've had a feeling that Theo might be cheating on you for a while. Is everything he's said a lie?

Under the Trees - Robin Buckley

Summary: You're in love with Robin. You have been since Freshman year. It breaks your heart whenever she talks about another girl. Unfortunately for you, lately that seems to be all she has to talk about.

Valentine - Max Mayfield

Summary : You ask Max to be your Valentine, unsure of how it's going to play out.

Weak - John Murphy

Summary: You're sick. After days of taking care of the fellow 100, you start to feel the affects of sickness taking over. Who's going to take care of you?

Xenial - Joel Miller

Summary: You're a newcomer in Jackson. Due to lots of new people, you're left with no choice but to share a house with Ellie and Joel. It's only temporary, right?

Yearbook - Nancy Wheeler

Summary: It's finally the end of senior year. While flipping through the pages of your signature filled yearbook, you discover something you never thought you would.

Zander's Pizzaria - Peter Parker

Summary: Closing sucks. Especially when your coworker calls out sick and you're left to do everything by yourself. Things take a turn for the worst when gun welding thiefs threatens your life.

[reviewinghiccup]

RIDERS OF BERK | HTTYD SERIES | BREAKING DOWN HICCUP

Blog Post Series : Breaking Down Hiccup

Title : Thawfest

Ep/Season : Episode 12, Season 1 (Riders of Berk)

Premise :

It is the annual Thawfest Games, but with a welcomed twist! This year will feature 3 new obstacle courses for dragons and w that, maybe even a new winner.

COMPARI-SONS

Let’s talk about the show the way the creators designed it. So, in the beginning we are introduced to the Thawfest games. We know that Snotlout & his family are reigning champions. As far as we are told, no one has ever beaten a Jorgenson.

I found that hard to believe considering Astrid’s skills. I reckon if anyone was going to win it would’ve been her, or someone in her family previously. I mean, the girl got her fight from somewhere yannow?

And it was even harder to believe that Stoick would’ve lost to Spitelout back then. Like what even? Then I realised that the games have no hard and fast rules. Fishlegs accidentally kicks Astrid off one of the courses, Snotlout shoved Hiccup aside during a race and there were no disqualifications or referees. So, the games are held just for fun. Sport.

I say that because if it actually meant something, a person as competitive as Astrid, would not be so cool about letting Snotlout win.

SNOTLOUT GARY JORGENSON V HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDOCK III

The episode begins comparing the two of them and their attempt uprooting small to medium sized trees. Something Snotlout could do but Hiccup couldn’t. We are also introduced to Spitelout, which I have to say, is my least favourite David Tennant character, based on the shows I’ve seen him in and (keep in mind) I love David Tennant.

The story will continue to contrast their personalities. One is physically weaker, the other stronger. One is cleverer, the other not so quick. One is a better friend, the other not entirely there yet. Etc.

THE JERK PARADIGM

Snotlout is a jerk. The equivalent of a dumb quarter back struggling w his studies and bullying the nerd tutoring him. Maybe if this was a high school setting, he might be the popular kid, and many would look up to him out of fear. He could even have his own posse.

However, he doesn’t get very far w the other teens on the island because he’s nothing but a big bully to everyone. The other riders do not like him for what he’s said, acted or done to them. Among all the recipients of his bad temper, Hiccup bears the brunt of it. I’m thinking this comes from a place of jealousy.

In Snotlout’s mind, he deserves reverence. Yet, he knows that Hiccup commands the most respect, with the people in the village and the dragons. He can’t fathom how someone so small and skinny could lead him and he, someone so large and brutish be made to follow.

The Thawfest games is a test of strength, endurance and courage. Winning the game (to Snotlout) means possessing all the above qualities. And that’s why winning it means more to Snotlout than the others. That and another thing.

CHASING THE FATHER’S APPROVAL

At first I thought both Hiccup and Snotlout chased their own fathers approval. But, as it turns out, Hiccup was just trying to make his dad proud, but Snotlout HAD to win for his dad to accept him. And that’s wild.

You can see how the relationship between Spitelout and Snotlout drastically changed each time he lost. And the scene before the final round set the tone of two types of father-son relationships pitted against each other.

Stoick didn’t push Hiccup to win. All he did was broach the subject, but was only keen on the idea after Hiccup tells him of his plans to beat Snotlout. Then, at the final battle, Stoick’s awkward “NO PRESSURE” pep-talk was perfect in summing up their relationship. It wasn’t that Stoick didn’t believe Hiccup will lose or disappoint, I’d like to think that Stoick gave room to Hiccup to forfeit in order to do the right thing.

Spitelout has no such courtesy. His “pep-talk” was passive aggressive and that’s where you finally get why Snotlout is built the way he is. He pushes his son around, who in turn bullies everyone else.

HICCUP’S RESPONSE

With dragons involved, the playing field is levelled for Hiccup. And with Snotlout’s lousy attitude towards him, it felt right for Hiccup to fight back. However, when Hiccup won his first challenge, he gloated.

Should we excuse it? I mean, this boy has been getting it from Snotlout for years. It only felt right, right?

But the message doesn’t stop there. Hiccup starts to realise why Snotlout is the way he is. And in a battle to be the “Better Viking,” Hiccup learns that winning isn’t everything. And that must’ve been hard to give up. Hiccup trained and worked hard to beat Snotlout. Even Toothless judge him. His ego was also at play.

Maybe, the real test of strength, endurance and courage is the power to do the right thing. In throwing the race, Hiccup demonstrated that he was the better Viking, and an even better friend. And those around him, his father, Astrid could tell what he did to keep Snotlout’s relationship with his father.

THEME & MESSAGE

THE STORY OF SNOTLOUT

Those who have been following the show will know that Snotlout has major daddy issues and well, nothing explains it better than this episode. And if you see this post by @rosiethedragongeek , she explains thoroughly the many reasons why she hates Spitelout. This is also the many reasons contributing to Snotlout’s trauma.

The gang knows this. Which might be the reason why they tolerate him. That, and also because Snotlout will end up being a core member of the team and friend. He’s not completely useless. His crude remarks sometimes spark ideas for Hiccup. And when push comes to shove, he does care for his friends and will do the right thing. Hopefully, he will be better than his father.

HICCUP’S COMPASSION

Winning wouldn’t have been everything to Hiccup. In fact, it might have caused a fracture in his relationship w Snotlout, to even losing a rider. And maybe even causing a bigger fracture in Snotlout’s relationship w his father. This, to me is an example, of losing the battle to win the war.

Hiccup also earned Snotlout’s respect. We know Snotlout realises that Hiccup threw the race. And this is exactly how Hiccup becomes someone Snotlout learns to respect. Of course, in the coming episodes, this notion is challenged, but Snotlout doesn’t try to take over Hiccup’s position as heir or as chief later on. In fact, as we journey into RTTE, he is resolved in playing second fiddle. Even third, after Astrid, because Snotlout has been put in his place in ROB.

A LITTLE HICCSTRID MOMENT

I enjoyed this episode. Probably one of my favourites as well. I like to see character growth, and here is where we find a different, competitive, even childish side of Hiccup. And Astrid chiming in as his conscious.

I didn’t mind that little Hiccstrid moment thrown in at the end either. Like a reward, for doing the right thing.

Also, the part where Stoick validates Hiccup’s loss was pretty wholesome too.

STORYLINE

This was a really interesting episode. Particularly because of the psychology play, and the riveting race towards the end of the show. When I first watched it, I didn’t quiet know what to expect, and though we could end up telling what Hiccup would do, I’m glad that his growth is showed in a different angle and aspect this time round.

You also get to learn more about their Viking culture and the friendship / family dynamic at play. I was pretty excited to share this post with you guys, because this is one of my favourite episodes as well.

Thanks once more for all the positive reviews/feedback. Hope to continue providing more of the same in the days to come.

PERSONAL TAKE-A-WAY

And just as a final note, you don’t have to continue reading if you don’t want to, but I had to take some time to evaluate this show on a personal level.

I interned in a small company a few years ago. It was something I had to do for extra credit in high school. There was this girl there. We were the only two of the same age. At first, she seemed really nice, but towards the 3rd week of our internship, I realise that she was pretty mean.

We ended up liking the work culture, and the supervisor offered us a spot to work over the summer provided we met targets. However, the moment that happened, she started saying things to me like “Oh, I’m sure you will be able to find other spots” or “I heard that you should do your work this way, because the supervisor said you’re sloppy. Just watching your back, no hard feelings.”

The thing is, she sounded like she was helping, but she really wasn’t. And it caused a lot of self-doubt to creep in. Every time I was commended for a job well done, she would make some passive-aggressive remark. And when I confronted her about it, she gaslighted me.

I started to think I wasn’t good, that maybe I wasn’t as nice as I thought I was, especially when I confronted her and she said that it was mostly my fault why things turned out the way it did.

When another intern joined us, they ganged up on me. Wouldn’t eat w me at lunch. Invited other colleagues to dinners in front of me, without extending an invite. And towards the end of the programme, I was given the spot first and she was given the spot later (nearly towards the end of the programme). That just made it all the worse.

Anyways, how she reacted reminded me so much of Snotlout. A little bit more of Spitelout. And it took me awhile to forgive her, but I started wondering maybe she was just behaving that way because so much of her life rides on out-doing others. She was a high achiever. So, maybe there was a push from her parents to be like-so. I was a high achiever too, but my parents never pushed me that hard, which could probably be the reason why it never occurred me to bully others. I mean, who works this bitterly over a high school internship programme?

Well, talk about full circle. A year back, I worked as a supervisor in a management company. I was the youngest person to get the role. And the junior under me, heard I knew this passive-aggressive girl. I explained that we interned together. The junior was so surprised that I was nice, and appreciative of her work. And I wondered what she meant by that.

The junior said, that this girl was really mean and vindictive towards her. And when she confronted her, the girl explained that she had it rough w seniors before, and so she is just returning the favour. “That’s how the world works,” she claimed.

The junior was surprised to find that I held no vendetta. I do remember going through my fair share of senior-junior berating, but it never occurred to me to pay it back to anyone.

Snotlout is such a real character. But so is Hiccup. I felt encourage when I saw their personalities play out, because it helped me understand that there is always more than meets the surface. I actually even feel sorry for that girl. I hope she will wake up one day and see what she’s done wrong. And even if she doesn’t, I’m glad that I grew up well enough to tell the difference. Because Snotlouts can only go so far.

[maya-matlin]

Since we’ve talked about the supremely adorable Jake/Jeyton: what do you see as Jake’s strengths and flaws? What about his character do you think makes him such a good match for Peyton? Have fun :)

This might be more difficult for me because I feel like I have a stronger understanding of Naley and Brucas than I do Jeyton. But I'll try.

Jake is loyal to a fault. When he cares about someone, he falls deeply and truly commits. Jake is hardworking. He's compassionate. For the most part, he confronts problems head on rather than pushing them aside for the sake of maintaining harmony. He's incredibly selfless. Trying to figure out Jake's faults is difficult. To some degree, Jake is pretty much perfect. Jake is already a single dad at the beginning of the series, meaning he's come to terms with sacrificing whatever dreams or wants he might have had prior to Nikki's pregnancy. We missed out on seeing Jake's struggle because by the time we meet him, he's already undergone that character development. That being said, Jake struggles to let his guard down. He refuses to unload his burdens on anyone else. I assume Jake's relationship with his parents is different because they're stated to be helping out and don't appear to be pressuring Jake to move out on his own. And even still, Jake feels clear guilt for putting his parents in the position where they have to support his daughter. Another way Jake's flaw manifests itself is keeping his daughter a secret for several months after her birth. Jake insists he isn't ashamed of Jenny, but his desire to protect her could have potentially made Jenny feel like a shameful secret. All of this leads to Peyton. By the time Jake and Peyton start spending a significant amount of time together, Jake has allowed the world to know about his child. So he's more open to letting Peyton into Jenny's life via her babysitting. What's sad is that even after Peyton bonds with Jake and Jenny, even helping them discreetly leave Tree Hill - something that proves Peyton is willing to put Jenny first, Jake still won't fully let down his walls. Jake spends half of season 2 refusing to communicate with Peyton due to his fear of Nikki somehow tracking him down, but also because it seems like he doesn't want Peyton to feel tethered to him. Over and over again, Jake takes any opportunity he can to push Peyton away so that she can have a normal life and isn't forced to sacrifice anything. Peyton is able to somewhat break Jake out of his habit during their season 2 relationship, resulting in Jake letting his guard down and willingly bringing Jenny back to Tree Hill to live with Peyton. But the return of Nikki and the custody mess means Jake is once again reminded that his baggage is too much for Peyton. Jake won't even consider allowing Peyton to come with him to find Jenny and Nikki. But by season 3, it seems like Jake is less guarded and completely on board with Peyton settling down with him if that's what she truly wants. The writers are assholes, so that dream dies when Peyton says she loves Lucas in her sleep. Naturally, Jake sends Peyton back to Tree Hill and Lucas, where Peyton unfortunately and conveniently realizes via a flashback montage that she truly loves Lucas.

As for what makes him a match for Peyton? It's somehow all of his strengths and flaws mixed together. Jake's heart is never conflicted. From the end of season 1 through his brief season 3 return, Jake belongs to Peyton. This could be because due to Jake being a father, it's harder for him to meet other girls. Every single person who comes into Jake's life is really coming in to Jenny's. Jake has to make sure they're worthy and won't be someone that will bail when things get too complicated or are untrustworthy. It's so painfully clear that Nikki did a lot of damage to Jake. Apparently, Nikki was only 19 when she gave birth to Jenny. Based on the math, Jake was probably 16. We don't know how long they dated, only that Jake was in love with her. Nikki feels older and more predatory, though. I think the writers legitimately forgot Nikki was intended to be a recent high school graduate rather than an adult woman because she intentionally went for an underage Lucas because she "likes them young". 🤢 It also didn't help that they cast a woman pushing 30 as a 19 year old. Even for a show like One Tree Hill, that was pushing it. Taylor James looked like a baby next to her. I'm sorry. I got WAY off topic. Anyways, Jake loved Peyton and only Peyton! There's no hiding his heart or mind games. Jake wants Peyton to have the very best in life and places her needs ahead of his own. Even if Jake is going to be miserable. Jake is protective, but he doesn't have a savior complex. Jake shows up for Peyton because he wants to. Jake falls in love with Peyton because he adores and respects who she is as a person, not because he thought she was hot when they were in middle school and he romanticized the idea of stealing her away her asshole boyfriend who happens to be his half brother. Jake is aware that Peyton is strong and a survivor. Maybe on paper, Jake is the less interesting love interest. His flaws aren't as on display to the same degree as Nathan's or Lucas's or, in later seasons, Julian's. Jake is safe, but he's strong. He makes Peyton feel lighter and happier. Jake inspires Peyton to be more selfless. It's hard to explain, but I feel like Peyton is a more complete, more empowered version of herself with Jake. This is so dumb, but the only thing coming to mind is that Jake lets Peyton bejeweled LOL. Jake brings Peyton back to earth, but he makes it clear how amazing and capable she is. Lucas, in contrast, often desires Peyton under only specific circumstances. Because he's never truly moved past the way a preteen Lucas looked at Peyton, it frustrates Lucas when Peyton rejects him or doesn't give him what he wants on his terms. This is why adult LP can only reunite when Peyton is appropriately punished and worn down to the point where all she wants in life is to become Mrs. Lucas Scott. Lucas is willing to fight for girls like Brooke and Lindsey. But with Peyton, his ego will not allow him to compromise and figure out a way for both to be happy. In my opinion, Lucas deeply loves and cares for Peyton as a friend. Lucas is a very good support system during season 3, early season 4 and even parts of season 2. But Lucas has trouble distinguishing Peyton the fantasy from Peyton the actual person when they're romantically linked, which is why LP blows and Lucas sucks as a love interest for Peyton. He decidedly does not let her bejeweled.

[greybackpack]

So, I was pondering about scars. Thinking? I don’t know. Anyways, scars in relation to the trio.

For Elisabet, right? She lived on a ranch, and if there’s anything I know about living with farm animals, it’s that there’s gonna be some bloodshed. Both yours and theirs. What kind of scars did she get in her lifetime? What lessons did she learn from them? I have a faint scar from one of my mothers chickens, and like, I know now not to bother a hen when she’s stressed unless I can help. (Also my mom has a penchant for picking asshole roosters, but that’s irrelevant.) does she have a burn scar from that pine tree she set on fire? What marks are on her hands from working with robotics? Did Elisabet learn how to weld? What scars did she get during the apocalypse? Did she come face to face with the Plague? What scrapes and bumps and bruises does she have and what did she learn? I know damn well there’s calluses on her feet, because you can’t operate a ranch without breaking in some solid footwear. Did she listen to the lessons about breaking in hiking boots or did she hike in them and bleed? Does she have calluses on her hand, even though I’m sure the digitalization of everything must have made that less pronounced?

Aloy, for sure, has tough feet. The shoes she didn’t wear as a kid is like the practice of acclimatizing children to be able to walk bare feet in order to get thicker soles and stronger skin. (Speaking of which, how in the hell did she not get tetanus or something?) She’s got scars from machines, for sure, like most everyone else does. Which ones taught her to dodge better, to balance quicker, to parry a strike at the right moment? She’s got calluses on her fingertips from bows. Little slices on her hands that indicate blade work? Do her shoulders have scars on them from those slamming attacks watchers do? Torn up skin fro where scrappers caught her with their serrated blades? Broken and healed bones from stampeding striders?Pockmarks and holes from where bullets and lasers hit her? Her palms are rough, because she climbs rocks and trees and probably buildings. Has she ever twisted her ankles? That scar from Helis, on her neck, that taught her the reality of death and loss. What other scars would Aloy carry? What lessons did they teach her?

And Beta, who was forced to live both socially and physically isolated from people. We know she didn’t meet the Zeniths until Earth, basically. Did Eric torment her when they did (this is based on the whole psycho “watch the fear in other people’s eyes as he killed them” thing the dude’s got going on). She who also ripped out that focus/tracker out of the side of her head unhesitatingly the moment she could after realizing what the Zeniths were there to do. There’s a giant scar left on her skull now Did that teach her a little bit about how brave she could be? Did that show her that the spark of bravery and defiance and good that lives in Aloy also lives in her? Is it a reminder that she no longer lives under anyone’s will? That shes brave and lovely and even if there’s a hundred zeniths, Beta’s worth as much if not more than all of them combined? Does it remind her that she’s got people who cherish her for who she is and that she doesn’t have to beg for a scrap of attention and love? Did she get splinters after setting foot on a world not made out of metal and lights and water?

I just think scars are incredibly profound to who someone is as a person and the experiences they’ve gone through. Physically, anyways. Emotional scars can be linked to them, but they’re usually harder to spot right away.

They’re so brave?? They survived so much and yeah they’re not talking about it but they’re learning to live with it and learning to both grieve the experience and then learning the lesson and moving on instead of just avoiding it like Aloy did for the year and a half ish from Rost’s death? That’s incredibly inspiring.

I think that’s why I love this game so much, despite the questionable usage of tribes and savages and a bunch of other things (don’t even get me started on that). The story and narrative is so rich and compelling in how they show Aloy’s physical and emotional journey and the differences in how people process their trauma and experiences and how that’s all okay, because that’s just how things are. It’s just. I love it. I love them.

[n3vee]

Hidden secrets 2/4

!TW! light gore like blood/drinking blood

One evening, as we sat together in the living room, the tension in me reached a breaking point. You were reading a book, your presence soothing and intoxicating all at once. I watched you, my eyes drawn to the gentle pulse in your neck, the sound of your heartbeat echoing in my ears.

"Olivia, are you okay?" you asked, your voice pulling me out of my trance.

I forced a smile, nodding. "I'm fine, just... tired."

You set your book down and moved closer, concern etched on your face. "You've been so distant lately. Is something wrong?

"I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure. "No, it's nothing. Really."

But you weren't convinced. You reached out, your hand brushing my cheek. The touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel my control slipping. The hunger was too strong, too overwhelming.

"Olivia," you said softly, "you can tell me anything."

I looked into your eyes, seeing the trust and love there. It made what I had to do even harder. "I... I need to go," | said abruptly, standing up.

"Go? Where?" you asked, confused and worried.

"Just for a walk. I need some air," | replied, my voice shaky.

Before you could respond, I was out the door, the cool night air hitting my face. I walked quickly, trying to put distance between us.

The hunger clawed at me, a relentless force that refused to be ignored. I could still smell your blood, hear your heartbeat, even from a distance.

I found myself at the edge of the woods, the darkness providing a small sense of solace. I leaned against a tree, taking deep breaths, trying to calm the storm inside me. But it was no use. The hunger was too strong, and it was only a matter of time before I lost control completely.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to see you standing there, your face filled with concern.

"Olivia, please talk to me," you said, your voice pleading.

"I told you to stay away," I said, my voice low and trembling.

"I can't just leave you like this. I love you," you replied, stepping closer.

I backed away, fear and desperation in my eyes. "You don't understand. I can't control it."

"Control what?" you asked, taking another step forward.

"The hunger," I said, my voice breaking. "I want to drink your blood."

Your eyes widened, but there was no shock, only a deep sadness. "Olivia, I knew what you were. I accepted it. But if you can't control it..."

"I'm a vampire,im a monster. Im supposed to drink blood."I said, the truth I had never hidden from you now feeling like a confession. "And the closer I am to you, the harder it is to resist."

You stood there, processing what I had just said. The fear in your eyes broke my heart.

"Why didn't you tell me it was getting worse?"

"Because I didn't want to lose you," I replied, tears streaming down my face. "I thought I could control it, but I can't."

You took a step back, the fear turning into panic. "Olivia, I can't... I can't do this."

I reached out, desperate to make you understand. "Please, don't go. I love you."

You hesitated, your eyes filled with a mixture of fear and sadness. "I love you too, but l'm scared."

The hunger was too strong, my control slipping completely. Before I could stop myself, I lunged forward, my fangs sinking into your neck. The taste of your blood was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure and horror through me.

You gasped, your body stiffening in shock and pain. "Olivia, stop!"

I could feel your fear, your pain, but the hunger was all-consuming. I drank deeply, the warmth of your blood filling me, making me stronger. But with each drop, the reality of what I was doing hit me harder.

I pulled back, your blood on my lips, my eyes wide with horror at what l'd done. "I'm so sorry," | whispered, my voice breaking.

You stumbled back, clutching your neck, tears streaming down your face. "How could you?"

"I... I couldn't stop," | said, my voice trembling. "I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me."

But the damage was done. The fear in your eyes was now mixed with betrayal. "I can't stay here. I can't be with you," you said, your voice filled with pain.

"Please, don't go," | pleaded, reaching out for you.

You shook your head, stepping back further.

"I have to. I can't do this anymore."

With that, you turned and ran, disappearing into the darkness. I stood there, my heart breaking as I watched you go. The hunger inside me roared, a beast that refused to be tamed.

I fell to my knees, the pain of losing you more than I could bear. The love we had shared, the bond we had built, was shattered in an instant. I had tried to protect you, but in the end, my own nature had driven you away.

As the night wore on, I remained there, alone and consumed by regret. The darkness that I had tried so hard to escape had finally caught up with me, and I knew that I would never be the same again.

[milyz]

[ 9:40 pm ] ━━ Incarnate and met once again✧⁠*

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ info : hdc, sorry late post <3 busy with school and others ! it's also a bit rushed so I'm so sorry :(

•. °     . * .·.  . ✧ •. °    . * .·.  . ✧ •. °    . * .·.  . ✧ •. °    .

you were shot during a mission. KorTac soldiers tortured you to bits, not even letting you breathe. soap found you behind barracks, hands on your wound on your side, you lost a lot of blood.

life starts to fade before your very own eyes. you breathe heavily, your entire body felt weak making you slip down to the ground. the guns shooting, explosions and screaming made your ears deafen.

"no.. no, stay with me, [name]" soap's voice shaken trying to awaken you, hands resting on your shoulder. your head turns towards him, eyes locked not letting go.

"Johnny.." your voice croaked, your eyes soon welled up. you tried to crack a smile for him.

"we'll meet again one day.." tears made it's escape, rolling down his cheek. you couldn't bare but to break down crying.

"help is on the way! don't make me lose you" his hands made it's way to your face, softly caressing it, admiring you.

"some day, in another universe.. we'll be together again no matter how long it'll take.." soon, you took your last breath. everything turned dark, it was peaceful yet lonely.

the day of the funeral arrived. soap's eyes were focused on your coffin where your body laid lifeless, existence ceased from the universe. he hit his lower lip, each friction going harder and harder as his lips starts to bleed.

water threatened to pour out from the corner of his eyes. yet he stayed stronger and simply let out a sigh.

a shaky chuckle was all he let out as he sniffed his nose. "I'll definitely miss you a lot.." his hands clutched trying to process everything that has happened.

he was mad. he was furious with himself on how he couldn't be able to save you on time. on how he should've stayed by your side the whole time to protect you but he didn't.

year's went by like lightning. soap has retired from the military base. the park was his place to escape from reality. the birds singing, tree's waving, the air was nice and cold.

everyone reminded him of you. after years, your memories with him never grew dim. he sat down on a bench below a tree, reading a book to distract himself.

"Johnny..?" a familiar voice rang his ears. his eyes widen as he looks above to see a woman standing Infront of him.

"sorry.. who are you?" soap politely arises from the bench looking at her with a frequent look on his face.

"i'm sorry, you looked like someone i've met before" your voice rattled. A small smile appeared in your face before suddenly, everything flashes back into your mind.

"[name].." soap grips your wrist tightly, his body quivered. his eyes lit up after realising it's you all along..

"my love.." everything fell into a silent. the birds no longer chirping, the time went slow.

"we've met again, darling.."

"let's never drift apart anymore.."

IT'S YOOO MANNN SOAAAPPPP !!!

xoxo, mila<3

[kerra-and-company]

can I ask for the OC Music Prompts for Ari?

You absolutely can!! :D

1. backstory

But you're stronger now Can't hold you down You're breaking out Because you were never born to quit You gotta stand up You were made for this So keep on throwing rocks and fists You gotta stand up You were made for this

(Made For This by City Wolf)

Something about Ari being shaped by the legions while also doing her own thing and eventually leaving after everything breaks down. You gotta stand up, and you can and will because of who you are and what you've done and been through. I don't know. Sometimes I look at the lyrics for this and the connection feels a little looser than I thought originally, but it gives me Ari backstory energy regardless. Alternatively, we've got this one, which is a fan-song for ATLA but does have a few bits that strike me as baby!Ari:

Meet my eyes, make assumptions, try Tell me what you think someone like me should be like Call me names I hate, ignore my skill and sake But trust me idiot, oh I can take a real fight

(Real Fight by HalaCG)

2. personality

I've heard If I were tougher Then maybe I'd make it alive I got a tender side I'll need a harder shell to survive

But if seeing is believing I don't know I've seen a thing grow Without an open coat Not without a softness showing

I know, maybe you're not quite ready To loosen your hold On the safety blanket You been keeping around your shoulders But your sums and your pieces Are enough to make you whole You gotta let go

(Soap by The Oh Hellos)

This is one I'd normally put in the romance category (since the song overall falls there and gives me many Emotions), but this particular snippet also works decently well for personality--it can be read as Ari talking to herself.

Next bits under the cut for both length and brief discussion of suicidal ideation.

3. angst

In my own head I'm a prisoner And you're not much of a listener I have always been this way Can't outrun the pouring rain

I'm so sick of waiting on the sun My silver lining never comes So sick of feeling not enough Does hope hurt more than giving up?

(Waiting On The Sun by Citizen Soldier)

This one is Ari on her own after losing her 'bandmates. It's...not happy. Also has the allusion to rain and storms, which is doubly appropriate where she's concerned (Ari Stormshield is her name, after all).

(Also, PSA to anyone reading this who might need it: please don't go exploring this song or other works by this artist unless you're in a good enough mental state to do so. A not-insignificant number of their songs are along the same lines as this one.)

4. comfort

Cross my heart and hope to die Taking this one step at a time Got your back if you got mine One foot in front of the other

(One Foot by Walk The Moon)

This is comforting for Ari in a sense, I think. Just to go one step at a time and feel like she's moving forward.

And for something that's a little more comforting-feeling to me when I listen to it:

And all the beats fell in between the silence that we shared And all the trees were swaying softly in the thick, black air If I'm honest, it felt like love

And you said, stay here, darling Don't you worry 'bout a thing, don't you worry 'bout a thing I'm right here, darling Don't you worry 'bout a thing, don't you worry 'bout a thing

It's us against the world It's us against the world It's us against the world

(Don't You Worry by Oh Wonder)

5. love life

I've just settled into the glass half empty, made myself at home And so why now? Oh, please not now I just stopped believing in happy endings, harbors of my own

But you had to come along didn't you Tear down the doors Throw open windows Oh, if you knew just what a fool you have made me So what do I do with this?

(Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng)

Your heart is beating beside me It's trying to ignite It gives off the heat of a sunbeam Even on the coldest night

It's like I'm burning from inside out and I I think I know who to blame We are the fever that's wild and dangerous And I wanna dance in the flame

(On My Way by Sheppard)

:)

:))))

6. fight scene

Heroes by The Sidh - no lyrics, please listen to get a good idea of the vibes if you're curious!

(and bonus thirst trap: good god I have no idea alsjkdf, probably because that would never be a thing she'd make (not that she couldn't if she wanted to, though!))

[bonesxbody]

### Chapter Four: The Dance of Shadows

The rain eventually subsided, leaving the night air crisp and clear, the stars peeking through the parting clouds. Liam and Mara lingered under the bridge, the silence between them now filled with the possibility of what could be rather than the weight of what had been.

"We should get you out of those wet clothes," Liam said, his tone teasing yet sincere, breaking the spell of their intense connection.

Mara laughed, a sound that felt foreign yet comforting. "I think that's the first thing you've said to me today that didn't sound like a challenge."

Liam grinned, the tension easing from his face. "Come on, my place isn't far. We can talk more... and dry off."

They walked through the quiet streets, the occasional drip from the trees the only sound accompanying their footsteps. Liam's small cabin on the outskirts of Willow Creek was a testament to his life after Mara, simple but filled with warmth. He handed her a towel and some of his clothes, which she accepted with a grateful nod.

While Mara changed in the bathroom, Liam built up the fire, the crackle of the wood a comforting backdrop to the storm of emotions they both felt. When she emerged, clad in his oversized shirt and sweatpants, there was a new vulnerability to her, a softness that hadn't been there before.

They sat on the couch, the fire casting dancing shadows over them, creating an atmosphere of intimacy. "So, where do we go from here?" Mara asked, her voice barely above the whisper of the flames.

Liam turned to her, his eyes thoughtful. "We start with honesty. All of it, this time."

Mara nodded, pulling her knees up to her chest. "I owe you that. I've been running from my past, from my mother's actions, but also from how I felt about you. It was easier to leave than to face the possibility of losing you to something I couldn't control."

"And now?" Liam asked, his hand reaching out, resting on her knee, a gesture of comfort and connection.

"Now, I want to stay, to fight for us. If you'll let me," she said, her voice steady, determined.

Liam moved closer, the space between them negligible. "I've spent years angry, confused. But seeing you now, I realize how much I've missed this... us." He leaned in, his lips finding hers again, this kiss less desperate, more a sealing of intent, of promises yet to be made.

Their kisses grew deeper, the fire's warmth nothing compared to the heat between them. Liam's hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer, while Mara's fingers traced the line of his jaw, down his neck, exploring the familiar yet changed landscape of his body.

"You're not leaving again," Liam murmured against her lips, a statement, not a question.

"No," Mara whispered back, her hands slipping under his shirt, feeling the beat of his heart against her palm. "Not unless you tell me to."

His response was to kiss her harder, the kiss a mix of forgiveness and reclamation. They moved together, a dance of shadows and light, of past mistakes and future hopes. Clothes were shed with care, each piece a symbol of layers they were willing to peel back for each other, to expose the truth beneath.

As they found themselves entwined on the couch, the world outside ceased to exist. There was only the fire's glow, the sound of their breathing, and the silent agreement to try again, to build something from the ruins of their youth, something stronger, more real.

The night unfolded in whispers and touches, a slow rekindling of not just passion but trust, each moment a step toward healing, toward a love that might withstand the storms of their past.

[starri-eyed-dreamer]

Prompts based on the album '𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠' by 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞

Problem.

‘ Why can’t you leave me? ’

‘ My life is easy when I ain’t around you ’

‘ ‘Cause everytime you touch me and say you love me, I get a little breathless ’

‘ I’m thinkin’ I love the thought of you more than I love your presence ’

‘ I got ninety-nine problems but you won’t be one ’

One Last Time

‘ I know I should’ve fought it, at least I’m being honest ’

‘ Feel like a failure, ‘cause I know that I failed you ’

‘ I got nothing here without you ’

‘ So one last time, I need to be the one who takes you home ’

‘ I promise after that, I’ll let you go ’

‘ All I really care is you wake up in my arms ’

‘ One last time ’

‘ Stay with me a minute ’

‘ Can’t you forgive me? At least just temporarily ’

‘ I got nothing here without you ’

‘ ‘Cause I don’t wanna be without you ’

Why Try

‘ You drive me insane ’

‘ Now we’re screaming just to see who’s louder’

‘ I never wanna live without it ’

‘ Even when you’re yelling at me, I still think you’re beautiful ’

‘ You and I redefine being lovesick ’

‘ So why do we try? ’

Break Free

‘ If you want it, take it ’

‘ Tried to hide it, fake it ’

‘ I can’t pretend anymore ’

‘ I’m stronger than I’ve been before ’

‘ In my dreams it felt so right ’

Best Mistake

‘ Playin’ with the hand that we were dealt in this game ’

‘ Maybe you’re the sinner and I’m the saint ’

‘ ‘Cause you’re the best mistake I ever made ’

‘ I wish that you were happy ’

‘ I’m the best mistake you ever had ’

‘ There’s no pot of gold in the rainbows we chase

‘ I had a dream we branched out, started a family tree ’

‘ Only humans, ‘cept you, you a goddess ’

Be My Baby

‘ Hold me close under the covers ’

‘ Kiss me, boy, and drive me crazy ’

‘ It’s obvious, I want to be into you ’

‘ I’ll give you all of my trust if you don’t mess this up ’

‘ All you got is eyes for me ’

‘ I’m the only girl you see ’

Break Your Heart Right Back

‘ I should’ve saw it coming, I should’ve saw the signs ’

‘ I wanted to believe you, trust you ’

‘ You said you wouldn’t lie ’

‘ I just want to break your heart right back ’

‘ I know you’re mad ‘cause I found out ’

‘ Want you to feel what I feel right now ’

‘ You said I was your first, would be your last ’

‘ Now he’s gone, guess you’re alone ’

‘ You’re telling me you’re sorry, well sorry, I’m over it ’

‘ ‘Cause I’ve already been there done that, not doing this again ’

‘ Want you to cry me a river ’

Love Me Harder

‘ Tell me something I need to know ’

‘ Take my breath and never let it go ’

‘ If you let me just invade your space, I’ll take the pleasure, take it with the pain ’

‘ I know your motives and you know mine ’

‘ The ones that love me, I tend to leave behind ’

‘ When I get you moaning, you know it’s real ’

‘ Can you feel the pressure between your hips? ’

‘ I’ll make it feel like the first time ’

‘ So what do I do if I can’t figure it out? ’

Just a Little Bit of Your Heart

‘ I can’t even think straight, but I can tell you were just with her ’

‘ I’m a fool for you ’

‘ Just a little bit of your heart is all I’m asking for ’

‘ I don’t ever tell you how I feel, ‘cause I can’t find the words to say what I mean ’

‘ I know I’m not your only ’

‘ And nothing’s ever easy, that’s what they say ’

‘ I heard a little love is better than none ’

My Everything

‘ I cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them ’

‘ I guess you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone ’

‘ Pain is just a consequence of love ’

‘ He wasn’t my everything ‘til we were nothing ’

‘ Now that he’s gone, my heart is missing something ’

‘ I’m saying sorry for the sake of us ’

‘ I know you’re not far, but I still can’t handle all the distance ’

‘ ‘Cause it’s too much to bear without you ’

‘ And I know “sorry” isn’t the cure ’

‘ What we got is worth fighting for ’

‘ It’s time I push my pride away ’

‘ You are my everything ’

‘ If I cross your mind, just know I’m yours ’

‘ You’re travelling with my heart ’

Only 1

‘ I know all the competition that’s after you, so I get to thinking, is this too good to be true? ’

‘ It’s hard to believe the love you have inside is only mine ’

‘ How could anyone forget? ’

‘ I can’t be your only one ’

‘ ‘Cause you look twice as good as anyone I ever met ’

‘ I ain’t saying that I’m not deserving you, but I was dreaming bigger than I ever knew ’

You Don’t Know Me

‘ Center of attention once again ’

‘ You want a picture perfect to believe in? Then you can’t be looking for me then ’

‘ They don’t understand, they try to tell me who I am ’

‘ I don’t need to live by your rules until you’ve walked a mile in my shoes ’

‘ It’s my life ’

‘ You think you know me but you have no idea ’

‘ There’s more to see, my love ’

‘ The girl you see in photographs is only a part of who I am ’

‘ Don’t judge me, ‘cause that’s not reality ’

‘ All I can be is in love with who I’m becoming ’

[snowywanderer]

He Who Walks in the Shadows, and He Who Loves the Dark

Chapter 3: Just Help Me Run Away From Everyone

Words: 868

Warnings: none

Description: Dianthus finally leaves. I also edited previous chapters a bit.

—

“You quit your job.”

Dianthus doesn’t look up. Items are scattered across his bedroom floor, waiting for him to judge their value. There’s only so much he can keep on his person.

“Dianthus, I’m not upset. I just don’t understand why.”

Why indeed? Blanche has been good to him. His mother loves her. She loves that he’s found a job that treats him well. It doesn’t make sense.

“I’ve just been thinking. I just can’t see myself working at a store my whole life. There are other things for me out there.” There have to be.

“Are you sure you’re not acting too rashly?”

She’s right, of course. There’s something in her voice he can’t identify, but it doesn’t bother him. He’s made up his mind.

“Alright. If you know what you’re doing, I’ll trust you.”

She leaves without any further questioning. Any other day, Dianthus might have been upset it took her so long, or that she didn’t fight against him harder. Today, he doesn’t feel anything at all.

—

“You’re leaving.”

“…”

“You’re not coming back, are you?”

Dianthus is close enough to the city gate he can see the bridge past it. His brother stands behind him, but he stares straight forward.

“Did mom figure it out then?”

“She didn’t say anything, actually. You did little to hide the bags you’ve been packing.”

Dianthus sighs. “I’m painfully indecisive, and never do anything. Never leave the house. She ought to be proud.”

“You know this isn’t what she wants.” His brother pauses. “You don’t have to leave. She’s difficult, but…”

He says nothing.

Footsteps fade away, and silence falls. Dianthus walks as well, the corners of his lips briefly twitching upward.

—

Dianthus hasn’t ever left Mondstadt. Ever. With the money he’s saved, it would probably be a smarter move to stay in the city but escape his mother. It just doesn’t feel like enough.

There’s also that man.

Any thoughts Dianthus has had about the man have devolved into some sort of obsession at this point. Dianthus doesn’t have the faintest clue anymore what he looks like, just the vague idea of the shape of his hair… and that hat. He doesn’t have the faintest clue what rank the guy is, or if he’ll even be able to find him in Snezhnaya.

It’s still better than living with his family, Dianthus thinks.

The best way north without taking a boat is through the Stormbearer Mountains. A boat may be quicker, but Dianthus wants time to himself to just walk, even if it means dealing with stronger monsters.

Luckily enough, there aren’t too many monster camps on the path he takes. He considers dealing with them before ultimately deciding it’s a waste of energy for his journey. Someone who’s actually going to stay in the nation can get them instead.

The land evens out beneath him eventually. Dianthus thinks he can almost see Dornman Port if he looks far enough east. He decides to take a break in the middle of the field. Monsters be damned; he’s tired and hungry.

Dianthus knows he’ll need to head into a city to buy food eventually, but he feels content in the moment. A charm of finches flap around him, one even tilting its head as if to ask for food.

“You’re friendlier than the bunch near Springvale,” he laughs halfheartedly. “I don’t think you need what I’m eating though.”

The audacious finch cries out before fluttering off. The others follow it.

He stands up eventually and continues north. The sun moves across the sky as the wind begins to bite into his skin.

Dianthus ought to feel excited at the snow, a rare sight in Mondstadt outside of Dragonspine, that begins to fall around him, but he finds himself unable to muster anything. He simply grabs the warm clothes he brought and draws them tight around himself.

Evergreen trees pop up around him the more he walks. Gone are the sweeping fields of Mondstadt, replaced by the snowy forests of Snezhnaya. Dianthus is vaguely aware of how close he is to his goal. He’s more concerned with the cold surrounding him that he apparently vastly underestimated.

Dianthus knows he’s heard jokes about trying to get through Snezhnaya in the winter being suicide, but the thought crosses his mind that he truly might now make it to his destination. He finds himself laughing and swears it’s so cold out he’s actually feeling warm.

In his stupor, he sees a flash of orange.

Heat?

The form looks much like a Seelie, or at least how adventurers describe them. They’re usually blue, but he doesn’t care. He stumbles forward, but when he reaches it, it begins moving.

Come back!

As long as he follows the creature, he finds himself warm. It’s a very welcome change. If only it stayed in place!

Though he thought it was leading him deeper into the forest, Dianthus finds that the trees are actually beginning to thin out. The Seelie finally pauses. He closes his eyes for a moment, basking in the warmth. When he opens them again, he can see a large city in the distance.

“I made it,” he barely manages to breathe out.

[feriowind]

i wrote up a whooole feral luffy AU bit on twitter last night so am posting it here too (slightly cleaned up) hahaha

Feral luffy AU where the basis is that Luffy is the one who, somehow, set sail the day the celestial dragons arrived and had his boat shot down. 

 He's considerably further out to sea when this happens, and when he falls into the water, he's swept away by a strange ocean current. He winds up on a deserted island surrounded by the same strange currents and it keeps him stranded. 

 Ace and Sabo are devastated by the loss of Luffy, as is Garp, Makino, Dadan and the bandits, and later on Dragon and Shanks when they find out, attempts are made to locate Luffy's body but they never find him, the assumption that he sank too far out into the ocean due to his devil fruit. Ace & Sabo grow up significantly less cheerful without Luffy's presence, but their bond to one another is as strong as ever.

 Sabo fakes his death after begging Garp for help, anything to throw off his family from ever finding him again. Garp agrees because his hatred of certain nobility has grown significantly after Luffy's "death", and he can't stand the thought of losing another grandson.

 Luffy meanwhile, adapts as best he can. Surviving in this new jungle is painful, but doable despite the constant near brushes with death. The true hardship is how lonely he is without his brothers. Luffy has always thrived in the company of others, and without any he struggles, but again, Luffy adapts. 

 He manages to befriend some of the animals in the jungle, and accidentally discovers conqueror's haki when he nearly loses his hat to a predator, his one link to something beyond this island.

 The animals can't replace his brothers, but they ward off the loneliness. Throughout this time, Luffy makes multiple attempts to sail off the island with handmade rafts. Craftsmanship has never been his strong suit however, so they crumble instantly in the harsh currents.

 Perhaps due to luck, the currents always wash him back ashore instead of allowing him to sink and drown. Luffy's speech also slowly degrades over time. As much as he loves talking to his animal friends, the inability to hear someone else speak causes his words to slur and distort

 Ace and Sabo still hold true to their promise to set sail at age 17, but decide that they want to sail together instead of separating. When they finally set sail, they decide to take their time getting to the Grandline, exploring more of the East Blue at a leisurely pace.

After roughly a week of sailing, they get caught in a freak storm and are swept away by a giant wave where they too end up caught in the same strange current that stole Luffy all those years ago. The two wind up unconscious on Luffy's island, where Luffy finds them on the beach.

Luffy doesn't recognize them however, only that wow! For the first time since he arrived, there are other humans on the island with him that are alive! It's an exciting occurrence, and Luffy drags their bodies to the jungle where the tide won't reach.

When poking and prodding don't wake the two, Luffy sets off to gather food for his guests. He still remembers how tired and hungry he was when he first washed ashore, and figures they'd feel the same. As Luffy comes back, Ace wakes up in a panic.

Luffy rushes Ace in excitement and babbles. It's nearly incomprehensible to Ace however, especially in his panicked just-woken hazy-brained state. All Ace wants is to know where Sabo is and where this place is, and pushes Luffy away.

That's when Ace notices Sabo is lying just a few feet away asleep. The tension leaves him immediately and he's able to actually pay attention to the stranger trying to talk to him. 

Luffy is young and shorter than what he would have been had he been able to grow up on Dawn Island. His hair is long, wild and tangled, and he's dressed in furs and leathers. As Ace is studying him, he asks if he's the one who saved him and Sabo. 

For a moment Luffy stares silent, mind untangling the words until they make sense, and then he nods exuberantly. He tries to explain that he found them unconscious on the beach along with their boat, but Ace can barely decipher Luffy's speech. It sounds like someone speaking with a heavy accent at lightning speed.

But it’s then Ace notices the faint scar under Luffy's eye, and the strawhat hanging off his back. That in combination with Luffy's excited movements and speech sets off confusing alarms in his head.

Luffy's dead, Ace knows this, but he forces this strange kid to calm down and asks for his name. Again it takes a moment for Luffy to understand, and he replies. There's that same strange lilt to his words, but it's clear. Monkey D. Luffy! and it's said with a wide, proud grin.

Ace's world tilts then. Luffy? MONKEY D. LUFFY? His brain feels like its shorting out, refusing to register this new bit of information. He thinks he chokes a reply of some kind, but his mind feels blank. Luffy only laughs, not noticing Ace's shock.

In broken speech he asks for Ace's name too, but Ace doesn't hear his question, can only stare at Luffy's face. It can't be Luffy, he thinks. Because if it is... IF IT IS... They're only roughly a week's sail from Dawn Island. Just 7 days.

Is this boy trying to tell Ace that Luffy, in these past 7 years, was only a 7 days boat ride away? And they simply didn't look hard enough? He was here all alone while Ace and Sabo moved on? Ace's heart feels like it's constricting as his vision tunnels in on Luffy.

Luffy's finally noticed that this stranger is looking pale and ill, and pats him in worry. Is he sick? Does he need food? Are you okay, he asks. Ace grabs Luffy's arm then and stares at him with a strange expression. Luffy, it's me, he says, voice shaking. Ace.

Luffy's brows furrow in confusion and he tilts his head. Ace repeats himself, voice growing stronger. I'm Ace! he exclaims, and waits (prays) to see the light of recognition in Luffy's eyes.

Luffy mouths Ace's words silently to himself with frown. Ace? ...ACE! Luffy suddenly leaps towards Ace, landing directly on his chest and crushing him against a tree. He's directly on him and he's got Ace's head clasped roughly between his hands as he stares at his face intently

Ace? Luffy asks out loud, and starts repeating it over and over as he studies Ace's face. Luffy's grip is stronger than expected but Ace manages to give a jerky nod. The piercing stare breaks and Luffy's eyes water. ACE! he cries out in joy and it's the only word he can say.

Luffy wildly paws at Ace's face, then shoulders and arms, as if trying to make sure he's really there, and he's laughing and crying all at once. He then suddenly turns to Sabo on the ground and starts patting his body. He looks up at Ace with a hopeful smile and asks, Sabo?

Ace chokes back a sob because oh. OH. It's really Luffy! He was here this whole time and they never knew! Why hadn't they just looked HARDER? Luffy meanwhile crows in joy and triumph that BOTH his brothers are here with him. 

Ace gets down next to Sabo and starts violently shaking him. Wake up WAKE UP, how can he be SLEEPING when the greatest thing they thought they had lost was BACK. Sabo groans awake and is greeted by the pained teary face of Ace and an equally teary, but grinning stranger

 the shock of the scene jolts Sabo upright and he asks what's wrong? What happened? Ace just points to the boy beside him. It's Luffy, he says through clenched teeth, as if he were trying his best to stave off a breakdown. Huh? Sabo replies, what about Luffy?

 it's LUFFY, Ace grits out again, and this time Luffy chimes in with a cheery, Sabo! and leans in close to his face. Sabo is still confused and Ace nearly snarls in frustration. Luffy's ALIVE, Ace growls, and Luffy laughs. Sabo stares at Luffy and understanding slowly dawns.

 Luffy? he asks in disbelief, and Luffy nods excitedly before crowding in Sabo's face even more. Sabo! Luffy says with a smile and starts repeating his name like he had done with Ace earlier. Sabo, Luffy's been here this whole time, Ace says in a pained whisper.

 This whole time? And the same realization that Ace had grows in Sabo. Luffy, you've been here, all alone...? And we were so close? Sabo's body moves and wraps Luffy's body in a bone crushing hug. Luffy, I- we didn't know! Sabo stammers but it sounds like a terrible excuse.

 Guilt is devouring both Ace and Sabo but Luffy is only smiling. He's overjoyed that his brothers are here, and with their help he can definitely get off this island now! Things do work out!

 We have to go back to Dawn Island, Sabo says suddenly. We need to take Luffy home and we- we gotta tell Gramps! And Dadan and Makino! Luffy's okay! He's okay! And it's like a dam breaks and Sabo is the first one to break down into a full-body sob.

 Luffy gives a cry of dismay and does his best to comfort Sabo. Ace gives in and wraps both Luffy and Sabo in a hug. Both older brothers are whispering apologies to Luffy responds with just wrapping his arms several times around them both in one of his infamous rubbery hugs.

 like luffy had tried to explain earlier, the brothers' ship is beached on the coast and, surprisingly, only suffering a few minor scuffs. their departure is fairly swift, only waiting for the ideal weather after gathering some supplies and luffy's scant belongings

 Perhaps one or two of Luffy's animal friends joins them, but regardless, with the help of a 3 man crew, a sturdy ship, and an actual navigator, Luffy finally escapes the island, and the 3 brothers head home.

 Now all Ace and Sabo have to worry about is helping Luffy readjust to human civilization........

[navegandoaciegas]

Not so shy now

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!Reader

Summary: You’ve been pushing Bucky’s buttons for days, and he finally snaps.

Warnings: smut, 18+, watersports, omorashi, dom!Bucky, brat!reader, a lil’ bit of humiliation and daddy kink, outdoor sex, rough sex.

A/N: I don’t usually write dom!Bucky, but I hope you’ll like this!

You weren’t one for the outdoors, that Bucky had found out the hard way a couple hours into your mission together, being the sole witness to your bitching and complaining for hours on end.

10 days later, all he wanted to do was bludgeon you to sleep until the mission was over.

Or alternatively, fuck you stupid until you’d all but forget about your backpack being too heavy, the bugs being gross, the blisters in your feet too painful and the meals too bland.

He’d been painfully hard for days and his ears just needed a break from your endless complaints, and stuffing your loud mouth with his aching cock seemed like a practical solution to both problems.

And Bucky was nothing but a practical man.

“Barnes,” you huffed, voice coming out in a childish whine, “Bucky? Buck? Let’s take a break, I need to pee.”

And of course, the biggest problem that had surfaced in your time together: you drank like a camel but your bladder had the capacity of a toddler’s.

“You went less than an hour ago, you can’t be serious right now.”

You, on the other hand, watched in amusement as Bucky turned around, a murderous glint in his eyes. You wondered how much more he could take, how much more you could push, until your grumpy but collected colleague would finally snap.

You felt giddy with excitement imagining all the ways that vibranium arm of his could put you in your place. Would he slap you, choke you, pull your hair? Would he be condescending or mean, how much would he degrade you, and most importantly how much could you take before you broke?

“I couldn’t really go,” you shrugged, feigning innocence, “I was scared that a bug would crawl up my ass, to be honest. And I have a shy bladder, you know. Can’t pee if you’re hovering behind the trees.”

“I wasn’t hovering,” he cried out in disbelief, crossing his arms over his middle.

You smiled wryly, following the flexing muscles of his bulging biceps with your eyes.

“You kind of have a hovering problem, Barnes. A staring one too but we can unpack all that later, I really need to pee right now.”

You stomped over to him, swinging your backpack over your shoulder and hitting him square in the chest with it, mumbling a ‘thanks’. He let out a wheeze, stumbling back as you kept walking.

“You fuckin’ brat,” you heard him grumble, “Been gettin’ on my damn nerves all week.”

You heard a loud thump behind you, and before you could turn around, you were yanked by the arm, and your back hit the trunk of a tree as Bucky caged you against it with his beefy frame.

“It’s about time someone put you in your place, isn’t it? You’ve been running your mouth, so loud and so fuckin’ annoying, bitching and moaning about everything.”

You opened your mouth to sass back at him, but his rough, callous hand grabbed your jaw, shutting you up.

“I’ll give you a reason to bitch and moan, sweetheart.”

Before you could process it, Bucky slanted his mouth against yours in a messy kiss, all clattering teeth and drool, his hands forcefully roaming over your body, you tightly clutching his biceps for support.

You were dripping already, panties ruined with the amount of slick that leaked out of your pussy.

You’d been fantasizing about this moment for nearly a year, and in the end it had only taken you 10 days to crack your colleague. Although, as one of his hands groped your breasts and the other kneaded your ass, you had the feeling that he would be the one to crack you. And your back, and neck.

His hips bucked against yours, and your walls fluttered against nothing as you felt his hard length press on you. You’d accidentally seen him before, and you knew he was going to fill you up like no one ever could before him.

You could ignore the pressure in your bladder and the simmering pain in your lower belly for the moment, in favor of losing yourself in the warmth of his built body, in the shivers that ran down your spine with every one of his rough touches.

In a blur, your t-shirt was discarded, your bra ripped and your pants and panties shoved down your legs, while he stood completely clothed over you.

His thick fingers weren’t delicate when they cupped your cunt, harshly pressing down on your engorged clit, but he was so intoxicating that you could forget the scratch of his nails and the mosquitoes tormenting your ankles.

Fuck, neither of you smelled like roses after a whole day of hiking, but all that you could feel was Bucky and the goosebumps and love bites he left behind.

He leaned back just to watch his fingers dip into your dripping folds, smirking at the way you shuddered.

“Fuck, I just knew you were a fuckin’ whore, you’re so wet for me.”

He plunged inside you, feeling your walls clamp down on his hand.

“What, cat’s got your tongue? You’ve been pestering me all week, if I knew this would get you to shut up I would have done it before, doll.”

You moaned his name when his fingers curled inside you, and the tingly sensation in your lower abdomen made your eyes widen in realization.

You still needed to piss. A lot. And the more Bucky’s vibranium hand jerked inside your pussy, the more your urge grew, the pressure so painfully, maddening pleasant.

Bucky latched his lips onto your pulse point, sucking a bruise on it. You clenched your thighs, whining in shame and need, as you fought the urge to release in his hand.

If you accidentally pissed on him, you’d just quit your job and change identity.

You couldn’t bear the shame of it, brows scrunching as you willed your tense muscles to hold in.

Bucky was none the wiser, continuing his ministration and mistaking your heaving chest and copious sweat for pleasure.

It was delirious, brain turned to mush as part of you wanted to let go and cum (and piss), while the other restrained your urges, and witheld your orgasm.

Bucky’s thick fingers inched you closer and closer to your release, but you bit on your lip and dug your nails in his back to stop you from falling off the edge.

“Don’t hold yourself back, doll. I wanna see you fall apart on my fingers and on my cock, wanna make you cream my fingers, pretty girl. I know you can do it.”

Your entire body shook as he doubled his efforts, panting against your ear as his arm vibrated inside your pussy.

You squeezed your eyes shut, body on fire as you tried and failed to conjure any gross image that could sour your mood. None of it worked, though.

A sharp yet somewhat delicate slap on your face brought you face to face with Bucky’s pissed expression.

“Damn brat, never doing what she’s asked,” he tsked, shaking his head, “You’re lucky you’re so pretty.”

You whined in disappointment but internally cheered when his fingers slipped out of you, and despite the emptiness he left behind, your aching bladder could finally sigh in relief.

Relief that was short lived when he manhandled you again, spinning you around and slamming you front against the tree, ass up in the air.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” you heard him mumble as he tugged his sweats and boxers down to free himself, “Wanted you for so long.”

He slapped his leaking cock on your ass, hot and heavy.

“Please, Bucky, please,” you whimpered, parting your legs wider.

You should have been begging for him to stop, but the ache in your pussy was too unbearable, and the prospect of his fat cock splitting you in half too appetizing.

“I like the sound of that, c-could get used to this.”

You felt as the breath had been knocked out of you when he breached your entrance, your gummy walls sucking him in. He felt better than you’d imagined all those lonely nights with your fingers down your panties, his name on your tongue as you made yourself cum imagining his hand instead of yours.

His breaths tickled the back of your ear as he gave you time to adjust, bracing one arm against the tree and the other on your shoulder.

Once he started thrusting inside you, the ache returned, stronger than it had been before.

His cock hit all the right spots inside you, which also meant that it jammed against your bursting bladder with each forceful snap of his hips.

The heat in your core was so great that you couldn’t feel the bark scratch against your chest, or the sweat trickling down his hair onto your back.

Again, you wanted to beg him to stop but words failed you, and all you could muster were some broken whimpers as your tongue lolled out of your mouth and you lost your mind on his dick.

The more he pistoned inside you, the more your need to cum grew, the more the idea of pissing all over yourself and Bucky seemed less scary.

“I can feel your tight pussy clamping down on me, doll. So tight, so good to me. Fuck,” he groaned, lost in his own pleasure, cock swelling inside, “‘M all yours, all yours.”

His arm snaked around your waist to pull you flush to his chest, which proved to be an awful move when his hand pressed against your bladder and you shrieked, a spurt of piss erupting out of you.

“God, you’re squirting? Oh God, fuck,” he grunted, clenching his teeth, “I’ve never made anyone do that before.”

You wanted to laugh, and cry.

“Bucky, Buck, stop, please, stop, I can’t, I-“

“Yes, you can, you’re doing so good for me, c’mon.”

“Bucky, no.”

Your tone was much harder than before, and Bucky froze like a deer caught in the headlight behind you.

You could feel his heaving chest on your back, and could sense his confusion in the air.

“But I thought…?” he muttered, pulling out of you, “Did I hurt you?”

You debated lying to him, but settled on telling the truth despite how humiliating it could be.

“No,” you hesitated, drawing in a deep breath, “‘S just, I really need to pee, I can’t hold it anymore.”

The air was still for a moment. You gulped, not daring to meet his eyes. After what felt like a century, you heard a low growl behind you.

“You and this damn piss,” he grunted, “Gettin’ on my nerves again, you fuckin’ brat. Always drinking water and whining like a child.”

His fingers dug painfully in your hips, surely leaving bruises behind. You were too speechless to protest.

“‘Bout time I teach you a lesson, sweetheart. I’ve been too good to you, and like the little brat you are, you’ve taken advantage.”

Bucky slammed his cock inside you again, pistoning his hips with brutal force while his hand found your front again.

The pad of his callous finger traced the bulge of your bladder, tickling the skin before pressing down on the swelling.

You had no time to think or react before your body acted on its own, releasing another spurt of hot piss against the tree.

You clenched your muscles to hold the rest of the piss in, and Bucky groaned behind you, feeling your pussy throb around him. You could tell he was getting off on your humiliation, watching you struggle to keep your dignity as he played your body like a fiddle.

“And I thought you were squirting,” he chuckles, “C’mon, piss all over yourself like the dumb bitch you are, princess. Show daddy how stupid his little toy is.”

Had you been more conscious, his alternating moods would have given you whiplash, but your sole reaction was to clamp down harder on him, biting on your lips until you could taste your blood on your tongue.

His cock dragging up and down your walls, the pressure in your cunt, the pain in your bladder, his hand on your belly, it was all becoming too much.

You opened your mouth to scream and all that came out were incoherent mumblings as you released all over yourself and his cock, your hot piss coming out in spurts as he kept fucking you.

“Dumb fuckin’ brat, you’re gonna be a good girl and cream all over daddy’s fat cock, aren’t you?”

You nodded, trembling head to toe with the sweetest release you’d ever felt, mind completely wiped as you lost control over your own body.

“Daddy, daddy please,” you wailed, “Make me cum, please.”

Your voice didn’t sound like your own as you begged, Bucky’s words lost on you when the ring in your ears got louder and louder.

You didn’t realize you were cumming until waves of searing hot pleasure crashed through you, the orgasm so intense you felt like you were going to black out.

You had the impression of being underwater, blissfully disoriented from reality, Bucky’s cock being to only thing to ground you.

You felt him throb and grow inside you, and he came with a grunt, filling your cunt with his hot cum so much that it began spilling out of your pussy while he was still hard inside you.

You both slumped against the tree, his arms around your chest, his head on your shoulder.

You were covered in dirt, piss, sweat and cum, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“Not so shy now, that bladder of yours, hm?”

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[lunaekalenda]

Can you do a Levixfem reader

Where the reader “dies” In his arms on a expedition and he had to leave the body and turns out you were alive but outside the walls and the next expedition they find you. And when that get back in the walls together they get there freak on if you know what I mean😏. Thanks so much!🥰❤️

okay! i’ll try my best <3 ! i hope you like it! <3 it turned out kinda romantic aaaa

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levi x fem!reader

w: death mentions, fake death (?), slight nsfw in the end (really vanilla it's most centered on the feelings :D). No Regrets war flashbacks, some snk spoilers. mention of blood.

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“Y/N” Levi’s tears are falling from his face to your skin. Nobody has seen the captain so broken, crying in the middle of an expedition, hugged to your body. He caresses your skin. “Love, please, wake up...” he asks in a whisper, his voice breaking while he keeps crying. “Please.”

Levi feels Erwin’s hand on his shoulder, calling him. “Levi, we have to go!” Erwin says. Levi can’t take his eyes away from your beautiful face, how your closed eyes are never going to shine with that love they always do. Erwin shakes his shoulder harder. “Come on, Levi!!” he yells. Levi takes your body on his arms, but Erwin stops him. “What the hell are you doing?” Levi hugs you closer, tears falling from his eyes again.

“I’m not gonna leave her behind.” He says, his husky tone serious, as if he wanted to say to Erwin that leave you behind isn’t an option. Because you’re only asleep. 

Right?

“She’s dead, Levi. Dead. Leave her. We can’t lose you because you’re carrying a body.” Erwin’s words hit him. Dead... Dead is a word Levi hates. Because it is always followed by the name of someone he loves or cares for. His mom. Isabel. Gunter. Petra. You.

“No. She’s...”

“Leave it, Levi. You don’t want more people to die, don’t you?”

That’s true. He needs to be on his full capacities to defend the trope. He looks around, to a place where he can leave your body, knowing the titans will never take it. He easily founds a tree that has a hollow trunk, with a small slot through which it can slide you inside. He leaves you there, along with a bottle of water, in case you’re still alive. He kisses your forehead. “I’ll come back for you, love. I promise.”

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You wake up inside a tree hours after. You feel dizzy and your head hurts a lot. There’s a little bottle of water near you, and, needing it, you open it fast, drinking. You can hear a man’s voice inside your head. “Drink slowly, dummy. It will make you feel worst.” You don’t know who does that voice belong to, when it sounds so familiar. You can’t also recognize the place, looking through the slot. You’re dressed in your military clothes, and you still have your swords with you. Your light brown jacket is covered in blood. You start to recover some memories. The expedition. The titan that sent you away with his hand. Levi yelling your name.

Levi. Levi.

All your thoughts were back to him. Is he okay? Why did him leave you on a tree? Did something happen to him and he decided to hide you? Maybe he hide you for a moment and never came back?

You’re feeling anxious just with the thought. It has to be a normal reason. He’s okay for sure, and he will be back as soon as possible.

“No” Erwin’s voice is clear. Levi clicks his tongue again.

“I have to go back for her...”

“Levi, there’s nothing you can do for her now.” Hange says. Even when them wanted to accompany Levi -they were sure they could capture some good titans.- They didn’t want to disobey the Commander. “We wont make another expedition just for a body. I know it hurts, but let it go.”

“Fine. I’ll go by myself.” he says, getting up. “I don’t need anyone to go to the nearest fucking tree and come back.” He leaves the office, slamming the door. Erwin sighs.

“Hange, tell the 104 Special Squad to accompany their captain.”

It was afternoon when Levi was prepared to leave, but he found his squad on the wall’s door.

“What are you all doing here? Go back training, brats.” he says, getting on his horse.

“The Commander told us to accompany you, Captain.” Jean says, adjusting his jacket.

“We’re here to help you, to bring her back inside.” Eren smiles softly. That words make Levi change his opinion. He sighs.

“Be careful and don’t leave my side, right?” They part towards the door, and they leave. The camp is quiet after the extermination of the day before. Connie looks around.

“Do you think we will find her alive?” he asks in a whisper. Levi hears that, but he ignores it. Even when he knows it’s almost impossible to find you alive. They walk silently towards the tree where he left you. He runs quickly, leaving his horse with the squad, as they keep a distance. In part, because they want to pay respect. 

Levi’s heart breaks when he sees the empty trunk. There’s nothing inside, even the bottle isn’t there. He made sure to leave you somewhere they couldn’t find, but they did anyway. They found you. They didn’t let him say goodbye to you. 

Levi kneels in front of the tree, tears running down his face again. He wants to be strong, but he can’t. He has lost you. The most important person in his life.

You drink again before putting the bottle near the river, taking more water. You stand up with difficulty and walk towards the tree slowly, giving secure steps. You’re feeling dizzy yet, but you needed to drink. You know Levi will came back for you, and that’s why you walk back to your hiding place. You see horses when you’re getting closer. Horses and brown jackets. And, when you’re just a couple steps far from them, you see him, kneeled in front of your tree.

“Levi...” you whisper. He’s alive and he’s there. He came back for you. “Levi.” you say, stronger. Jean and Eren turn around. They see you, covered in blood and pale, but alive. Jean runs towards you and he helps you to walk. “Levi.” That’s the only thing you can say. 

Levi is used to listen to his loved ones voices once they had left this world. That’s why hearing you whispering his name isn’t something new for him.

“Captain!” Instead, Eren’s voice sounds clear. “We found her!” the smile can be heard on his voice. Levi wants to kick his ass for joking in a moment like this, but he faces you when he turns around. As beautiful as always, you’re supported by Eren and Jean, and they are making sure you’re not falling. Levi stands up as fast as he can, and he hugs you. You can feel his tears on your shoulder as he feels yours on his. He caresses your hair quietly, hugging your body stronger against his. “You’re here.” he whispers. You nod, sobbing. You have missed him, you have feared for him.

“You’re okay.” you say. He answers you with a kiss on your hair.

“I’m sorry, love. They made me leave you here. I knew it was bad, but I... I.” his sobs doesn’t let him talk. You caress his back, trying to calm him.

“It’s fine.” You whisper. After a couple minutes trying to calm each other, Sasha talks.

“Why don’t we resume this beautiful moment inside the walls? I don’t want to end being wedding catering for a titan.” They all nod. Levi helps you to get on top of his horse, and he sits behind you. There, caged between his arms and feeling his heartbeat against your back, you feel safe again.

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“I’m sorry.” he says. The doctor has just left the room, saying that you only injured a little bit your leg and your head is healing well. You’re on Levi’s bed, the one you usually sleep on. He sits near you and kisses your forehead. “I’m sorry for leaving you behind.” he says. He thought that, once you knew he left your body there, you would be mad.

“We’re soldiers, Levi.” you say. “Sadly, we can’t take all the bodies with us. Sometimes we have to sacrifice for the others.” you say. You understand Erwin’s decision and Levi’s pressure. You’re soldiers, after all.

Levi combs a lock of your hair with his fingers, softly. “I was so scared... I couldn’t close an eye during the night. I only could think about you.” he says. You smile softly at him. “I was terrified.” You attract him towards your body, hugging him. “I’m sorry, love, I’m so sorry...” you try to calm him with caresses and sweet kisses in his head. “I feel like you’re an illusion, that you’re just a product of my imagination playing with me.” he says. He takes his head out of your chest. “Maybe I lost you and that’s why you’re here? To comfort me?” 

You take his hand, sneaking it into your t-shirt, placing it near your heart. His eyes shot open when he feels your pulse against his palm. “I’m here. And I’m real, Levi. I’m the Y/N you always hug. I’m the same. I’m alive.”

His lips search yours in a kiss. He wants more proofs. He wants to make sure you won't disappear when he blinks. He needs to make sure. His hand is still in your shirt, but he isn't searching more. He needs to know you want the same, that you feel good enough. He feels your hands attracting him closer, pulling by the neck of his shirt. He sighs.

Kisses and mixed breaths. He looks at you when you part for air, his chest rising fast, his hands playing with the end of the t-shirt you're wearing. His eyes looking at yours, asking for permission. You nod quietly, looking at him in the eyes, making sure he understands you want this. His hands take off your shirt, admiring every single scar on your body, every mole and every birthmark. Making sure every one of them is in the same place it was, that your body is still the same he remembers. That they are all your little details he loves to admire.

For your surprise, he leans on and kisses every one of them. Every single thing that makes your skin special. You blush at it, but he doesn't care. He's showing without words how much he adores you, how much he cares for you. The affection and love behind every kiss is overwhelming. Your hands are fast unbuttoning his white shirt. He lets the fabric slide down his shoulders once you're done. Feeling his skin against yours is one of your favorite sensations.

There aren't too many words while he keeps kissing every inch of your body, taking away the fabrics that obstacle him. You can only think of him, of how cold his skin is, how good he feels and how much you've missed him, even for just a day. Because when you didn't know how he was, it felt like whole centuries. He lets out a sigh when he gets under the sheets with you, being careful to not cause you pain, standing on his arms on top of you. He smiles, a true smile when you tangle your fingers with his. His grey eyes have a mix of a lot of feelings: love, apology, desire, happiness... they're like storms. You feel his tender touch on your thighs, guiding them. You follow his movements, obeying him.

"Take advantage because I won't be so obedient next time." you joke. He chuckes quietly, and it warms your heart. He smiles so widely after that... You feel so good just watching him. He takes a hand down, fingers probing down your body, making sure you're ready. He chuckles again when your amused expression changes after a single finger touch.

His name comes out of your mouth like a praise. When he touches you, when he buries in you, when he quietly kisses you. You mind and body has his name tattooed while he sets a pace against you, slow but intense. Levi's low praises make your body search him more desperately. When his pace starts to fail and his hips move without any patron against yours, you let out his name again.

"Say it again." he asks. Hearing your name come that easily from your lips makes it even more real. More intimate. "Please." his voice isn't more than a low whisper now, mixed with sighs. He smiles when you say his name again, pushing against you a last time. He lets his head rest on your chest, your quick heartbeat against his ears. He tries to calm his breath. "I love you. I love you so much." he says. "I'll never leave you behind."

You smile, your fingers running through his hair with tenderness. "I know. I know, Levi." you whisper. His eyes feel heavy after the nervous night he passed yesterday, so he acomodates himself by your side, his bare body near yours. You feel his lips on your shoulder.

"And thanks for always coming back for me, no matter what"