#you didn't specify so I went with wes! hope it's ok

[nyahchan]

Ok, here we go. Cryptid x Reader, where the Reader is on a hike with friends and said friends prank the reader in a really mean way causing them to run off and start crying. The Cryptid stumbles upon reader crying and for some reason misinterprets this as reader seeking a mate and starts doing a mating dance thing that the reader starts out being confused by and a little scared but then they start giggling and think it's really pretty, but then that is misinterpreted as accepting the Cryptid and the Cryptid is soooo happy that this little human wants their eggs! And obviously the crying is just from nerves, so they'll just hum and sing until the get all sleepy and fuck their eggs into them. And they'll be so happy when the wake up safe in the Cryptid's nest and so full and pregnant!

Sorry if that was long and weird lol my brain just kept going.

A Cryptid's mate

Yandere cryptid x gn reader

TW:non-con, implied killing, toxic friends, attempted murder, monster fucking, somnophilia, extremely rough non-con, blood, breeding

Author's note:- you didn't specify the gender so I tried to write it in a way that any gender can read it with whatever pronouns as I made sure not to add any

For you guys see this

Humans are stupid and weird, they tell others to be careful of the red signs yet they themselves seem to ignore them.

You are unfortunately one of those foolish humans, you saw the signs yet you chose to ignore them, you knew better than anyone else that these people who stand in front of you laughing right now, calling themselves your "friends" are just wolves in sheeps's clothings. Your eyes start to blur as you remember being so excited when your "friends" asked you to go on a hiking trip with them, there was a slight voice in the back of your head, asking numerous questions about why they would suddenly ask you to hang out with them in an activity considering they never included you in anything, but you were naive and hopeful and you decided to agree.

During the hike, your "friends" kept on whispering to each other and giggling, you couldn't understand why until they reach the middle of the forest where suddenly one of your "friends" shoved you and another took your hiking bag and began rummaging through it, throwing everything on the forest floor.You couldn't understand why, you tried to tell them to stop, but they kept on snickering "There's a dangerous bug that fell in your bag from one of the trees!" said one of them as they threw all your belongings on the floor and then "accidentally" stepped on them. You tried to brush it off as a kind gesture that went wrong, you tried to smile through it but deep down you knew, they did it on purpose.

Now most of the items you had brought for the hike was ruined, your bag had mud on it as well as the items that didn't get ruined. You all continued walking through the forest, going deeper and deeper inside when you guys are met with a river with high current going downstream, there's a path over it to walk through. Your "friends" tell you to walk on the path first ,feeling pressured,you do exactly that but as soon as you do, one of them pushed you into the river,you see in the corner of your eyes that they are grinning as you fall into the river. Your immediate survival insticts start working and you grab onto a large stone in the river and push yourself out, your bag flowing down the river. You're gagging and choking on air as you frantically ask them why they did it and the only thing you get in response is "it's a prank relaxxx" but you can't anymore, tears run down your face, you eyes get blurry and without thinking straight , you run off to whatever direction your feet take you to, you don't look back, you don't look front either, you're vision too blurry from the tears as you cry and run, your wet clothes making lots of splashing noise as it hugs your body, your undergarments fully visible through your clothes now.

Before you know it, you're in the middle of yet another forest except here, there are no trail tracks for hikers, but you don't care, you're too busy crying at the thought that your own "friends" tried to kill you, you cry by yourself, or at least that's what you think as right behind you stands a strange creature, not human, but not full monster, a cryptid or whatever humans nowadays decide to call his specifies, but it looks human and for some reason, it's extremely handsome. The cryptid man watches you cry from behind, you're so drowned in sorrow that you don't even realize there's a monster man behind you. He watches you cry and ponders on what might be the reason for such an adorable little human to be crying all by themselves in his territory, the territory where cryptids live, the territory he rules, the territory far away from human knowledge?And then it suddenly clicks in his mind, you're crying because you can't find a mate. Good news for you, he's also looking for one!

The cryptid immediately jumps in front of you, making his presence known to you. You're immediately startled and frightened at the creature in front of you, you rub your eyes to wipe the tears away and take in the appearance of said creature, it's around 8 feet tall, is muscular, looks so weird yet also like a human, his face is chizzled and he looks so handso- you shake your head and then look at the creature with a look of terror, but that immediately turns to confusion as the cryptid starts doing this weird funky dance, to you, it's a goofy silly dance, to him, it's a mating ritual and the second you crack a smile and start giggling at his mating ritual, he thinks you have accepted his proposal, he's so happy that this cute little human wants to be his mate, he can barely wait in anticipation as he sees your wet clothes sticking to your absolutely delicious body! The cryptid immediately picks you up like paper and carries you even deeper into the forest, you start panicking and try to struggle in the creature's grip but it's futile. Upon seeing your struggle, the cryptid interprets it as you're probably just nerves, but that's okay! He can just hum and sing to you so you feel relaxed cause he needs to make sure his mate is relaxed as he's gonna get his little human pregnant with his seed! And so starts humming a song, occasionally singing it while he keeps taking you deeper and deeper into the forest, before long, you stop struggling and fall limp in his arms as you fall asleep. The cryptid is happy that you're finally relaxed as he places you in his lavish and comfortable nest.

Your clothes are no longer on your body, thrown somewhere in a forgotten corner. Your unconscious body spread apart as you're being split on his large girthy cock, all that can be heard is the wet clenching noises of his inhuman cock hitting deep inside you, slapping against your skin. He plays with your nipples, licking, turning and twisting them, earning a moan from your coma like sleep state. Moans escape your mouth so often even though you're asleep, he's glad that he decided to put you to bed before fucking and breeding your tiny little human body as you definitely would've gotten hurt otherwise as blood drips down from the skin that tore which was expected considering his cock is way too big, so girthy and meaty and the tip is like a mushroom. At one point, you wake up but the immense pain you feel immediately causes you to pass out. The cryptid kisses your lips as it feels itself nearing his release after 3 hours of constant abuse on your tiny body and within a few minutes, he ejaculates inside you, his eggs spilling so deep inside you, your stomach starts bloating a bit and then bloats a lot. You look absolutely divine , filled with his eggs! Although not all of them wi fertiloze, at least one or two will, and he's so excited to see his little human mate all round and pregnant with his spawns!

When you awaken again, you're lying on a fluffy nest, your eyes hazy, you feel dizzy, you feel heavier, you feel extremely sore and in pain to the point tears start trickling down your face, suddenly a pair of rough hands touch you from behind, one caressing your stomach while the other is caressing your face, wiping the tears off of it, you can't do anything but cry "I'm sorry, you must be in a lot of pain, there was lot of blood, don't worry I stitched you up" you wonder how this creature even knows human language, or where he got the tools for stitches or how he knew how to do it, your mind runs a 100 miles a second,youre too scared and exhausted to move so you just whimper when from the corner of your eyes, you spot familiar clothes, you recognize them immediately as the clothes of your "friends", your eyes widen as you see blood on those clothes and your eyes try to wander further to see the full scene but the cryptid immediately covers your eyes with one hand while the other is still caressing your bloates stomach, he coos in your ear "shh darling, you're still recovering, just relax and go back to sleep, you're gonna be a mother soon, you don't need to stress about anything, I got you new clothes as gift for taking my eggs so well, I just haven't washed them yet" is all you hear before passing out again. You're now stuck with this strange creature.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Aita for venting?

Emojis, so I can find it later 💯⁉️💥 (unrelated, I just use them a lot)

So I(16) have been struggling with depression since I was, like, 10. It's been worse and better over the years, but something that really triggers it is extreme weather. Dunno why, but if its hot as fuck outside I *will* be considering suicide.

I regularly go to sleepaway camp every year. I usually do two weeks and usually go during the summer rainy season. Well, a year or two back (can't remember, got that depression and ADHD memory loss) I went later on in the summer than I usually do, and it was really fucking hot out. The whole time.

I could deal with it for a couple of days, especially because I was having a bit of romantic tension with J(16) (not real name, not even real initial). "I can survive any situation as long as I have a crush on someone there", or whatever that post said. He was really sweet and also suffered from depression. We talked about our struggles together, and he seemed to be responsive and chill about it. He did have trauma from his past with loved ones committing suicide, but he seemed to have worked through his grief and didn't have negative reactions when it was mentioned.

Here's where I might be the asshole. Eventually, the heat got to be too much for me, not to get too graphic but I was making plans, so I sent my parents a letter asking to pick me up. I waited a couple days for them to recieve it, and they did and called and said they would pick me up in the morning.

I delivered the news to everyone by being quite vague about what I had to go home for. When pressed, I said my parents didn't give any details and I was a little worried. That explained my acting weird away to everyone, but not J. He didn't believe me for one minute, and was determined to get to the bottom of it.

He took me outside, asked me what was wrong, and told me it was ok to tell him. It took a little convincing, but I eventually broke down and told him I was having suicidal ideation and that I needed to get the fuck out of dodge or I might do something drastic. I specified that I would be completely fine once I got out of the oppressive heat and humidity, just that I had to go home ASAP. I did ask him not to tell anyone because I didn't want them to worry, which I realize now was unkind. I should have at least told a counselor so that he wasn't alone.

Anyway, he immediately started having full-fledged PTSD flashbacks. I couldn't tell at first, but then I realized what was going on and tried to comfort him. It didn't work. The counselor that came check on us just kicked me out. I went back inside feeling guilty, but I was hoping that I reassured him enough that he would be ok.

He acted normal for the rest of the time I was there (we even kissed! That was my first kiss) and made me promise to text him when I got home. Naturally, I did, reassuring him and telling him I was feeling infinitely better now that I had air conditioning and my phone. When he got home from camp a week later, he seemed a little freaked out but seemed to be mollified by my texts.

However, a couple days after that, he texted me out of nowhere, saying that I shouldn't have told him about what I was going home about because I gave him constant PTSD flashbacks for the rest of camp. He felt sick with worry the whole time. I felt like shit, obviously, so I responded with profuse apologies. He seemed to accept them but still feel a little resentful.

I still feel really fucking bad about it. I actually haven't told anyone I know IRL about. Well. Pretty much anything bothering me since. I know that's a bit of an overreaction, but I don't want to do that to anyone else.

So, am I the asshole?

(By the way, if you were there or know me, I would love it if you could just ignore this. Please and thank you. And also never make me know you read this cause that would be embarrassing as fuck lol)

[abigails-gf]

abby anderson x f!reader.

a/n: hi! (i couldn't find the original ask in my inbox so here's a screenshot!^^) it's been so long since i last wrote something. so i apologize if this isn't as good as my other work! <33 (also hope it's ok i made it an f!reader !!) since anon didn't specify what reader might be insecure about, i went with things i've been insecure of lately: my body and all of my friends making progress (having jobs, going back to school) etc. while i struggle to get a job, haha. so, ehm... sorry if this isn't so good. i hope you like it though !! please don't be shy, send me requests! i seriously need to get back into writing !! and any feedback is welcomed!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 mwaah ! 💌

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"baby, hurry. we're gonna be late." abby said, coming out of the bathroom. you were standing in front of your shared closet, staring at it.

abby looked at you and sighed. "what's wrong?"

you two had been invited to dine out with a few friends, to celebrate one of your closest friends' getting the job they wanted.

you shook your head. "i have nothing to wear." you answered. she chuckled. "kiddin' me? half of our closet is yours." she walked towards you while buttoning her shirt. "c'mon, what's wrong?" she asked once more.

you looked down at the clothes scattered on the floor. "nothing fits me the way i want it to fit. nothing. i look awful in all my clothes! i don't even fit in some of them!" you finally let out, frustrated, on the brink of tears.

abby hugged you. you hugged her back tightly. "i'm ugly, my clothes don't fit me anymore. i don't fucking know what to wear!" you cried. abby hugged you and rubbed your back. "shh, s'alright. don't be so mean to my girl." she whispered.

you both stayed in silence for a moment before you pulled away, looking down at your body. "what am i supposed to do? go out naked?" you sat down on the bed. "what now? i'm supposed to go and celebrate my friend getting a new job while i've been struggling to find one for years? supposed to pretend i'm doing okay, feeling good?" you scoffed, tears falling down your cheeks.

abby sat down next to you.

"hey, hey. look at me." abby spoke softly. you looked into her eyes and took a deep breath. "we don't have to go if all of this overwhelms you, okay? i can just call them and say one of us is sick." you shook your head.

"we all go at our own pace. s'not your fault it's harder for you to find a job. it's not your fault people don't answer your applications or reject you. okay? you're doin' your best, sweetheart. i've seen you overwork yourself, trying to perfect your CV, rehearsing for interviews. you're doing the best you can. i promise." she smiled softly, taking your hand in hers. "as for your clothes not fitting you..." she looked at the floor filled with clothes. "it's not your fault either." she looked back into your eyes. "clothes are meant to fit you, not the other way around. okay?" you calmed down a little. "if these clothes don't make you feel pretty, we can go and get you some new ones. new ones that will fit you, and make you feel as pretty are you are." you nodded.

"you're the most beautiful woman i know, sweetheart. prettiest girl." she said to you. "and you work so hard. it's not your fault if people can't see that, it's not your fault if people can't see your potential. you're doing your best and that's what matters most. alright?" you smiled a little, her words cheering you up a little.

"now, we're gonna pick out some clothes from your closet. some you feel comfortable in, and then we'll go out and have some fun. and tomorrow we can sort out the clothes that don't fit you anymore. how's that sound?"

abby always knew how to calm you down, to reassure you. she always knew what to say.

"sounds good." you said. you kissed abby's cheek. "thank you for always putting up with me." she chuckled and kissed your forehead. "no, thank you for trusting me, baby."

she helped you pick an outfit, helped you do your hair. she made sure you felt comfortable in how you looked, made sure you felt somewhat pretty. she held your hand at dinner, encouraged you to tell your friends about the interviews you did and how they went.

they told you the same thing she had told you earlier "it's their loss if they can't see the potential you have."

you all spent a nice evening, around a nice dinner, talking about your lives. abby was glad to see her girlfriend feeling better, talking proudly about her progress.

abby knew how hard it was for you, to speak positively about yourself. she was proud that you managed to do so tonight.

[the-biggest-simp-in-the-land]

hi new one's! You open for request am I right? If you don't mind I want some Obey me smut for brothers if can't all of them just Lucifer and Satan :>

how will they react when their beloved MC is angry at them for some reason and refuses to have sex for a whole month ( wow cruel) when the MC is not angry anymore and the brothers become Brutal during their Bed activity -////- specific kink ? I'm ok with Breeding and Spanking

I hope this isn't too much to ask, Feel free to ignore if it makes you uncomfortable :> sorry for my horny feeling

Sorry for the  delay.

Please don't feel ashamed for doing such a beautiful request and ooh God this is gonna be a long ride, I think, a fun one, I hope.

You didn't specify the gender so I'm going with an non-binary approach.

Minors GET OUT

Please warn me if you see anything that triggers you.

Lucifer 

He forgot about your monthly dinner date, cause he was extremely stressed about shit his brothers had done throughout the day and he had a big and extraordinarily boring meeting with diavolo, that he also forgot to mention to you. And honestly, you would forgive him if it wasn't the third month without those dinner dates.

He would try to talk to you, try to reason, even ask for forgiveness, something extraordinarily rare because of his pride, look how much despair you create, just because you are denying him, but when the month is over, ooooooh you better run.

I think it would go like this:

The desperation of getting out of this overwhelming pleasure, as you try to wiggle as little as possible, because the ropes would dig even more into your skin. Tied up on Lucifer's ceiling, for who knows how long, with a bullet vibrator in you, he left the room right after he was done tying you up, and giving you a good old spanking, It felt like you were there for days. Then finally the door opens again, maybe he will forgive you, maybe he will use you to make up for the lost time, it doesn't matter, the only thing that matters now is that he is here.

And boy oh boy, he is gonna make you pay, consensualy of course, you revoked his funny business privileges, he is gonna revoke your walking privileges for at least a week.

Mammon

He gambled a present you gave him in horse racing. When you found out he almost lost it, for the second time, oh well Mammon, say bye bye to mc, you not only don't slam his slammer, but you also don't talk to him, and when he noticed he started to annoy the fuck out of you.

How this goes down depends on you, if you talk to him again,  before the month is over, he will annoy you less, still learn his lesson and be a little happier and will go easier on you, but if not… Skedaddle skadoodle your legs are a now noodle.

I believe that Mammon, when domming, is a soft dom, but that doesn't mean that he can't be a little rough sometimes.

"Come on, pretty thing, can't you deal with what you've done?" He looks at you while you suck on his pretty cock, as he gives a light smack on your ass. "There we go love such a good human, the best living being in the three realms." He says as he makes you go deeper.

Levi

He got a little jealous when one of the brothers was out with you doing things, let's say idiotic things, especially since you were out with mammon, probably helping him out of a pyramid scheme.

It doesn't really matter, Levi is lonely, and got so fucking jealous, he almost broke his favorite ultra rare Ruri-chan action figure. After the fit he had inside his room, he went after you and mammon,

Annoy the fuck out of you 2.0

"You're such a little brat, trying to tease this whole month, ignoring me, and in the end YOU end up crying hard and I didn't even started… that's adorable." He coos in a condescending voice.

He would whine, a lot, like really, he will go OUTSIDE just to annoy the fuck out of you and try to convince you. Yes he does relieves himself by masturbating, cause if he didn't you would be trying to kill him.

(I belive it is one of the times where admiral Leviathan comes out)

Satan

I think he would actually be really comprehensive and calm about the whole thing, he understands he fucked up, he may be the avatar of wrath and because of that he would be the best with his feelings and the others… BUT you should have been warned what would happen after the conflict had been solved. After you calm down and his privileges are back, you won't walk soon darling. He will go all out, and I mean it.

"Come on kitty, it's been a month, now it's time for us to catch up for the lost time."

You were in his favorite lingerie, a black lacy one with an opening right in the ass for easy access, a set that he chose during the month you decided to deny him, a really pretty tail plug, that matches perfectly your hair color, along with the cat ears and the adorable little collar in your favorite color. At that moment you knew it was gonna be a long night.

Asmo

Basically he would pass through the 5 stages of grief.

Now you wanna know how did he fuck up?

It was late at night and he went in too your room and you made go out, it would be fine if it wasn't for being the day before an important thing you had (think about, idk, a test?), you told him you could go tomorrow, but he told you it was something he could not delay, it was a sale on his favorite beauty products… yeah.

During the month he will try to make you give in to him, let him pleasure you and him at the same time, he will also tease the fuck out of you and try to invade your room to relive some of this pent up energy, but thanks to Lucifer's magic, he can't.

After the month is over be prepared to be edged,fucked dumb and over stimulated, it will take a while for him to get all this frustration out, you make a note to try this again cause even so the month was hard for both of you the wait was worth it, he learned his lesson and you enjoyed yourself way too much.

Beel

Tbh I don't se him fucking up something really big, unless it involves food… like he ate a present that you made for someone else. I think the conflict happened when you made some angel cakes for Luke, cause you both were exchanging typical foods from the sender's realm. You left the kitchen with your almost ready sweets, but it was missing a small detail, the edible sparkly blue confetti, you left it in your room and went to get it, but you forgot one small detail, you left the angel cakes unguarded, with just a small note for luke. Beel saw them and ate them all, forgetting about what you told him and ignoring the letter that had Luke written in capital letters.

Understandable have a good day.

That was him before he had met you, he would be fine, but after the first time you had done the deed, what was small had grown into a monster.

So you can expect some over stimulation, lots of oral and even some breeding (if he is feeling like it)

Belphie

You were horny, he denied you, you denied him for a month, well that's not the complete story, even though there is some, consensual, sonophilia here and there and shit, almost everyday either of you wakes up and have some sex. Well one day he decided to deny you, just for fun, and tease you all day long, talking dirty with his sleepy voice in the middle of the class. When you arrived at home he just eddge you and did not let you come once, all the while he gave you that lazy smirk.

Well that's when you decided to tease him for way longer and you managed to keep that up for a month, he didn't seemed bothered by it, until he just burst into your room pinning you to the bed. 

"You actually think you can go around like that, teasing me for this long and nothing would happen to you?" He growls at you.

If you want more or an actual fic,please tell me <3

[swampstew]

1-800-GRANDLINEBLING ♥ Call Me On My Shell Phone

To celebrate 1K+ followers, I opened up phone lines to the crews! Part 1 of 3 ~ X reader (and one OC) with Kid, Killer Law, Zoro, and Sanji for myself, @quinloki @icy-spicy @yamat0 @mandiemegatron and @leftsidebonfire Part 2 | Part 3

You are now being connected to...

Purururu purururu puru—

Kid: Hey babe, I know it’s been a while since we talked. Even longer since I’ve seen ya…and I miss ya…so damn much. I’ll be back from my trip soon and when I do, I’mma make it be like I never even left. Don’t make any plans for the next few weeks - yeah weeks, you’re gonna be stuck with me for a minute! HAAH? Sorry the line is busy, but I’ll see you real soon. I love you.

Waking up to start your morning routine, you were interrupted when you heard a commotion in your backyard. Hurriedly, you investigated and found that some kind of animal had gotten into your she-shed and left a mess. After you cleaned it up, you went back to your bedroom and was stunned to find your bed made up and decorated with flowers and treats.

"KID!" you squealed as the giant scooped you up from behind, burying his nose in your neck, softly kissing your skin until he reached your lips. Ravenous as he sweetly but impatiently kissed you, leaving traces of his favorite red shade smeared all over you.

"Hey," he finally whispered, kissing your cheek, "Get dressed, I'm taking you out. I have a whole day planned for us."

Killer: Hey gorgeous, it's good to hear your voice. Man I really miss you, actually we'll be docking very soon. Is it alright if I take up your day and night? Heh, you're so sweet. I'll be sticking around for a bit before the next trip, and I'd like to spend that time with you. Yeah? Awesome. I'll be there soon. I'm cooking you the best pasta you'll ever have!"

Killer did not specify which day he was visiting, which made you all the happier when someone knocked on your front door and it turned out to be your new beau. You giggled as he scooped you into a bear hug, your legs lifted off the ground by his strength and height difference.

"Mmmm there she is," he sighed behind his face mask, nuzzling your face to push the fabric away. "Gods I missed the way you feel in my hands," he kissed your cheek softly.

"Kiiilllller not outside," you whine.

"As you wish," he huffed, rushing inside and kicking your door close as you left out a delighted shriek. "We won't be cooped up in here all the time though, I think I owe my girl some spoiling and pampering."

Law: Hey. It's been a while hasn't it? How are you? Thanks, I'm doing ok, I'll be better when we dock on land. The crew is going to do their own thing but I'm hoping I can stay with you and make up for lost time. Yeah? I like the sound of tha--wait, dancing? You know I can--tch--Shachi needs the phone. We'll talk when I see you. No, you're not convincing me to go dancing.

Bitch he thought.

Law landed on your island and it took all of 2 hours before you dragged him to the comic book store. A simple route to throw him off his game - so when your day trip transitioned to lunch date, to at-home-nap, to dinner with friends, to the rave party down the block, he couldn't help himself but follow you into the booming building. All it took was some peer pressure, shots, a lot of tequila, and some glow in the dark bracelets. He's down so bad for you.

Zoro: Hello? Is this thing even on? Oh you can hear me! Good. We'll be on dry land soon enough, and if you want to hang out or whatever, I'm ok with doing that. TCH No, I don't need you to pick me up, I can find your place on my own. Yes I'm sure! I--hm I have to go, the stupid cook needs the snail. I uhm, look forward to seeing you.

You were pleasantly surprised to find Zoro on your doorstep, on time exactly like he said he would be. You didn't miss the way Franky zoomed away on his motorcycle, all sly-like.

"Told you I knew my way around," the swordsman scratched the back of his head, a pink hue grew on his cheeks as his eyes looked everywhere but you.

"Sure, sure whatever you say Marimo," you grin cheekily, and that made him more flustered.

"TCH, annoying ass. Look we don't have to hangout--"

"Shut up, annoying man!" you bite back, the curve of your lips growing wider as you antagonize your crush.

With a huff, Zoro finally looks you in the eye, the blush on his face deepening, "With an attitude like that, I know exactly what we're going to do first. Hope you still have your sparring gloves."

Sanji: MON CHERIEEEEE!!! I've missed you every day like a plant misses the sun on a rainy day. We'll be making port in a day and I can't wait to show up on your doorstep with my heart - no, not literally, I know that freaked you out the last time. Do you need me to pick up anything? You always say 'no its ok,' but I swear you're never inconveniencing me! I swear on the mosshead's life! I'll see you soon my love.

As promised, Sanji appeared on your front porch carrying a picnic basket full of goods and trinkets he brought from his travels. Delighted, you threw your arms over him and he swung you around once before planting a big kiss on your cheek.

"Oh, I've brought a friend if that's ok," Sanji whispered in your ear.

You looked behind him to find a shy little cow trailing behind the French cook.

"Of course," you squealed happily, "Everyone is always welcome here. Let's warm up some milk for this baby to eat."

[imagines--galore]

#20 on the cliches + spencer reid please <33

Summary: Your worst nightmare becomes a reality. Pairing: Dr. Spencer Reid x Reader Rating || Genres || Warnings: M. Romance. Hurt/Comfort. Mention of blood and death. A/N: Since you didn't specify who should nearly die I opted for Spencer. Hope thats ok!

The sound of a gun firing off echoed in the clearing.

Followed by another gun.

Yours.

And as you watched the man you loved fall to his knees, your soul left your body.

A scream rang out. Loud. Raw. Tortured. Full of anguish.

It took a moment for you to realize that you were the one screaming.

Screaming as Spencer's body hit the ground.

Screaming as you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your body, holding you back.

You kicked. You fought. You struggled.

You had to get to him.

You had to get to Spencer.

He was shot.

He was hurt.

And when the person holding you, Derek, realized that the UnSub was not getting up from where you had shot him, he let you go.

You very nearly fell to the ground as your body's momentum propelled you forwards. Towards Spencer.

You were sobbing his name as you skidded down next to him.

"Oh God!" Blood was already staining his shirt where he had been shot in the abdomen. Behind you, you heard Derek approach, desperately trying to radio for backup. But the three of you were so far out in the Woods there was no signal.

"Call for help!" You all but screamed at your friend as you quickly shed your jacket to press against the wound to try and stop the bleeding. Derek quickly ran off, leaving you and Spencer alone.

You shifted so you that his head was in your lap. "You're alright Spence. You're gonna be just fine." You reassured him as he stared up at you. Despite the pain he must be feeling he smiled at you, prompting your tears to fall faster.

"We both know you can't lie to save your own life Y/n." He said in a low voice, grunting softly as he flinched from the pain. You shushed him as you tenderly ran your fingers through his hair. "Save your strength. Derek's gone for help. He'll be back soon."

Your head whipped around in all directions, hoping to catch Derek arriving with the rest of the team and medics.

"Y/n?" God! His voice was so weak.

You returned your gaze to his. And while his shone with unshed tears, your eyes were overflowing. "You know I lo-" Your breath stuttered as did your heart as you stared at him.

"No." You shook your head. "No, Spence. This is not the time. You can confess when you're not bleeding out in the middle of nowhere." Your voice was almost angry as you spoke to him. Your jacket was nearly soaked with his blood now, and you hands were coated in it.

But that didn't stop you from gripping one of his hands and bringing it up to kiss the back of it and pressing it against your cheek. "You can confess to me over dinner. We'll both get dressed up and everything." He knew just how much you hated dressing up, which was why he smiled at you.

"That would be nice." He admitted. The hand you had rested against your cheek was warm as he began to move his fingers, gently stroking your skin.

"K-keep talking Spence. How were you going to confess?" You asked. You knew you had to keep him from loosing consciousness. His tongue darted out to wet his dry lips.

"Not over dinner." He said, his voice rasping softly. "Maybe while we went to our spot? " You nodded, a smile pulling at your lips despite the tears. "Just outside of Quantico." It was a small grassy field which was usually full of flowers during the warmer weather. The both of you would go there to just get away from the troubles of work. Or when one of you would get overwhelmed by the horrors you had to deal with given your line of work.

As memories from the space clouded your vision you bit your lower lip to keep it from trembling. "I'm so sorry Spence. I should've taken the shot." You said referring to the UnSub that now lay a few feet away with his own gunshot wound.

Spencer shook his head. "Not your fault." He mumbled his eyelids flickering. Panic set in your voice as you gently shook him. "Hey no! Spence! You have to stay awake. Stay with me Spence." You pleaded, doing you best to apply as much pressure on the wound as possible.

He seemed to be struggling to say something. His lips moved and you bent down a little to hear him properly. "I love you, Y/n." And then his head fell back and the hand resting on your cheek went limp.

"No! No! No! Spence wake up! Spencer you better wake up or I will kill you myself." With each word your voice was getting desperate and raising in volume as you shook him. "Spencer! Wake up! Please! You can't die! Not like this! I didn't say it back. I didn't say I love you back. You have to wake up!" You were nearly screaming your pleas at this point. Screaming and sobbing as you called his name over and over.

You barely noticed as Derek arrived with the medics as well as the rest of the team. You were busy pleading with Spencer to wake up.

Someone pulled you back, allowing the EMTs to look over Spencer. You heard someone ask you a question but you didn't reply.

Your eyes never left Spencer's still face as they put a mask over his nose to help him breath.

You barely blinked as he was quickly loaded into an ambulance and taken away.

His face stayed within your mind's eye as Emily helped you into the car and you were driven to the hospital.

And that was all you could see as you sat in the waiting room with the rest of the team. For how long? You didn’t know.

Though now your eyes were focused on the blood that covered your hands, arms and clothes.

His blood.

Spencer's blood.

"I-I di-did-"

Your voice was barely audible, but it prompted JJ to sit up from where she was sitting beside you. "Did what honey?" She asked, her voice soft and warm as she wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

The entire team was watching you now, worried about your state of mind. You hadn't spoken in hours.

You were silent for a few minutes before you finally spoke.

"I didn't say I love you back." Suddenly you jumped to your feet, startling everyone. Your eyes were wide, frantic and desperate.

"I need to tell him. He told me he loves me. I didn't say it back. I have to tell him."

You had barely taken a step towards the door when it opened as a doctor came in removing a surgical mask from around his mouth to reveal a small reassuring smile.

"The surgery went well. We were able to remove the bullet, repair any damage and replace all the blood he lost." A collective sigh of relief echoed around the room. Derek quickly pulled out his phone to inform Penelope since she was still at the office in Quantico.

You hadn't fathomed just how much the news would effect you. Which is why when you suddenly dropped to your knees, Emily rushed to your side to make sure you were alright. You felt light headed with relief.

The doctor glanced in your direction. "He won't be waking up for a long while since he's on a lot of medication. I would suggest that you all go back to your hotel and get some sleep. And perhaps a change of clothes and shower." He nodded in your direction.

Not surprising since you were still covered in blood.

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You had overslept.

By more then a few hours.

You had been so tired the previous night, but despite that you hadn't gotten to sleep until late in the morning. When you woke up it was nearly one in the afternoon.

A little mad at yourself for not waking up earlier you dashed about your hotel room to get ready. Seems everyone else had already gone to the Hospital. Rossi had left a voicemail, saying you hadn't woken up when he came to wake you, so they had left a car for you to drive to the hospital.

Which you did in record time. Good thing it was only a small town and now a huge city. Otherwise you would probably have broken every single stop light to get to the hospital.

The reception quickly gave you the room number and not wanting to wait for the elevator, you were bounding up the stairs and speeding down the hallway towards Spencer's room.

But then you stopped.

Each room had a window that opened up out into the hall after which came the door. And you had paused right at the edge of the window. The blinds were only drawn halfway, but you could see Spencer on the bed while the rest of the team sat or stood around him.

He was awake.

He was awake and sitting up.

He was awake, sitting up slightly and smiling.

It almost felt as if a weight had been lifted from around your heart. A couple of tears pricked your eyes but you brushed them away and felt your lips turn upwards in a smile. No one had seen you yet, and you simply took the time to keep looking at Spencer to reassure yourself that he was alright.

Which is why when Hotch walked out to catch you standing there you didn't have time to react.

"You're not coming in?" He asked, his voice gentle, nodding towards the laughter filled room. Your gaze turned back towards the window. "I want to, but....." You trailed off, not knowing how to respond properly.

Though it seemed Hotch needed no explanation. He only smiled and nodded.

"The cafeteria is going to close soon if we don't go now everyone." He said, standing at the threshold of the door. There were protests but everyone quickly stood, obviously hungry. They all walked out one by one, telling Spencer they would be back soon. The first to walk out was Emily. When she caught sight of you she glanced at Hotch and a look of understanding passed her features.

She grinned widely before following Hotch as he led the way to the cafeteria. Next to exit was Derek and Penelope. Seems she had flown in earlier that day. And from the excited look in her eyes when she looked at you, told you enough that Derek had informed her of everything. She made to come to talk to you, but Derek quickly held her back. "Lets give the lovebirds some space." Penelope pouted but waved excitedly nonetheless as Derek shepherded her away.

Not before throwing a wink over his shoulder at you.

Rossi offered a nod of encouragement along with a brief embrace which you were quick to return. JJ was the last one to come out and there was a long moment of silence between the both of you. You were aware of just how close Spencer and JJ were, so her approval was what you sought more then anything else. So when she smiled and said, "Take care of him Y/n," before departing you knew you had her blessing.

A nurse passed by at that moment, carrying a tray of food. You stepped forward, offering to take the tray into Spencer's room. She was a little hesitant at first but seeing your FBI badge she handed it over, rushing off to take care of another patient.

Gripping the tray between your hands, you heaved a calming breath before stepping into the room.

Spencer had his head resting on the pillow behind him, his eyes closed.

"You know, you didn't have to be go and die just to confess to me."

And that was the first thing out of your mouth.

Not something nice and sweet or even loving.

His head snapped up to look at you. He smiled and shrugged his shoulder. "Well I had to get your attention somehow. Stating random facts wasn't working out." You shook your head at him as you walked into the room, setting down the tray on the small table attached to his bed.

"Maybe I should've been more obvious about it? I mean I did listen to you every time you did. I just assumed you knew I liked them." You admitted, settling into the chair nearest his bed. "You know I don't pick up on social cues quickly." He argued to which you rolled your eyes at him. "So my staring at you every now and then didn't comprehend in your brilliant mind that I had feelings for you?" You asked.

He pursed his lips before shrugging. "I was unsure. And since you had caught me staring at you several times I thought you knew and simply chose to ignore it." He looked a little sad saying that, prompting you to feel bad about all the times you had caught him and never realizing the true intent of his actions.

"Well then how about we stop dancing around the whole thing and once you get better we go to our spot just like you planned?" You asked, reaching out to playfully ruffle his hair. He reached up to grasp your wrist. Your smile faltered as you became aware of just how intense his gaze was.

It was enough to make you blush.

"Hopefully neither of us will have to be bleeding out to get the point across this time."

You stared at him, mouth open. He grinned impishly, now holding your hand. Your free hand reached up to smack him on the arm, prompting him to laugh out loud. "Don't even joke about that you jerk."

[heartsformars]

Can we please get Loona from Helluva Boss x Male Reader who is a popular YouTuber/Streamer? I imagine Loona would become a "Where's Waldo?" situation lmao. Thanks for your time!

“My stupid Lovely Star!” Loona x Male! Reader

Summary; [1] General Headcanons [2] You had hidden your relationship for a long time after you became a couple, however, one day you have a small conversation with Loona…. The problem is that you forgot to turn off your microphone

Contains (¡TW!);; Established Relationship, mostly fluff, cuss words, blitzo being a overprotective dad, Maybe OOC

A/N;; YOU WANT IT U GOT IT !! I know I'm a little late on this one, and I'm sorry!!! This is actually my first time writing something from Loona, however I am moderately proud of the result. You didn't specify if you wanted One-shots or Hcs so I decided to write both. I hope you like it!

[1]

— Loona is usually a somewhat calm girlfriend, yes sometimes she tends to punch you but mostly it's usually in a joke manner or when you get her really nervous.

— She would probably act like she didn't care only to later stay up late watching your streams and replaying them on loop while lounging around at work.

— It will be up to you or not whether you decide to keep your relationship secret or public.

— Even if she would prefer you to keep it a secret, since she really doesn't want to be the center of attention for some time. She loves you, but I don't see her liking to appear on camera.

— Anyway, even with your "famous streamer" status she usually has a normal relationship with you in spite of that. She would treat you the same, although in a weird way it fed her ego to go out with someone famous

— Did I mention that Loona would definitely be somewhat jealous? Every time she sees pages or posts from Fangirls or Fanboys unconsciously growl at her phone. And suddenly, she's in a bad mood all day long.

— at first, she would avoid in EVERY way possible for you to meet blitz.

— But you will eventually, don't worry.

— And it really depends too much if he would become a fan of yours, although I don't see blitzo as someone who would watch YouTubers or Streamers….. — But fan or not his reaction would be kind of the same. — Pretending to be okay in front of loona and threatening to kill you if you ever do anything to his baby. — But take it easy! He will do nothing as long as loona is present!…. At least that’s what you think

— Probably most of your dates will be at home, considering that you have a very large fan base and probably more than one will consider following you both when they see you.

— But don't worry! In case it happens you'll always have your beloved girlfriend to tell them to fuck off 💗.

[2]

Today was another normal, quiet day at least in your home. Loona used to hang out there while you watched a movie or just talked about your stuff so it was kind of a habit for her to stay with you and go back to her room before midnight so that blitzo wouldn't get suspicious.

although you never know if he's looking for her right now….

You had checked your cell phone to show Loona something but…. it was already half past seven?!?

You quickly went to the computer to turn on your stream while Loona looked at you a bit angry

-is it because of one of your goofy streams? Fuck it, you can do it tomorrow…-

she sat on the edge of your bed while you just sighed

-I know, I know… I'll make it quick, ok? You can go to the living room, I'll come with you when I'm done…-

she cursed under her breath while you already turned on stream, appearing in front of the camera while some of your fans were already writing in the chat asking why you started something late.

-Oh, I started late due to some pending, nothing important…-

the nervousness of your tone clearly made some people suspicious, but they decided to ignore it while you tried to ask brief questions and doing anything that didn't take so much time

your goal was to make a stream of only 1 hour… 1 hour and no more, however it seems that your time passed too fast when it was already 9:00 and Loona was getting impatient…

maybe you had already turned off stream and had fallen asleep?

No… she kept listening as you were playing some not-so-interesting game… she hesitated whether to interrupt you or not, but opted to just knock on the door to avoid accidents.

you startled at the intrusion before realizing the time, shit, sure it was Loona. The only good thing is that you would already have an excuse to go

you turned off your camera and went to the door

-Hey… are you coming or will you take longer?” she asked in a slightly sarcastic and annoyed tone, to which you simply stammered, getting a little nervous,

‘ don't worry, just give me 5 minutes’

-I'm getting sick of this… never mind, I'll wait for you-

-Sure, love-

you went back to the stream, announcing that you had to leave early However, a few comments caught your attention.

"LOVE!? AHHHH" “Who was she?” “who could be the unlucky one???

Shit…

You forgot to turn off the microphone…

you turned off the stream quickly heading to the living room, hesitating whether to tell Loona what happened or let her find out on her own

and you were sure she'd kill you both ways

[divijohm]

hi! can i ask you to write laughing jack's reaction to the fact that fem!reader spends his time with someone else like ben or ticci toby and he is jealous of them. thank you in advance!!

Jealous Laughing Jack

A/n: If it's not involving bodily functions why specify if is fem or male reader? This is a genuine question because I write this headcanons from a mostly gender neutral/non specified perspective. Also I don't see LJ as an agressive/possessive type of jealous, he's more of a "if I'm jealous I'll just assume that I'm not good enough and will disappear from your life" type (no I'm not projecting) so I really hope that that's what you wanted. Enjoy!!

🎪 you get along pretty well with all the pastas but you had an extremely close bond with LJ an Toby. But, since LJ is one of the most busy pastas you ended up spending more time with Toby.

🎪 in a particular quiet month, were LJ didn't have much to do, he noticed that you spend very long time with Toby, he didn't care at first but the more he saw it the more annoyed he became

🎪 He's a very insecure boy deep down, he fears abandonment so much that he abandon a person before they can abandon him. So that's what he did, he stopped talking to you. He assumed that you were abandoning him slowly.

🎪 You didn't really noticed at first of course, you're used to him being away for weeks if not months because of Slenderman missions. But in a particular day, Sally invited you to a tea party and, for your surprise, LJ was there.

🎪 He immediately avoided eye contact with you, and although he desperately wanted to leave, to spare his own feelings, he didn't for Sally's sake. The tea party was in an akward silence during a looooonnnnnnggggg time. Sally noticed it after a few minutes, and made an excuse to leave you two alone, something about getting more cookies.

🎪 "I didn't know you're in the mansion today LJ, you finished slender mission early this time?"

"... It's been a month since I went to the last mission"

"Why I didn't see you around the mansion then?! You could've told me!"

🎪 He stayed quiet for a while after your question, you pressed him for a little bit until he spits out.

" You don't need to pretend to care I know you don't want to spend time with me, you look happier with Toby"

🎪 You're shocked, since when did he feel this way? Why did he think you didn't care about him? You're so confused

🎪 After some time comforting him and trying to understand why he feels this way, you decided to ask an improbable reason to his sadness

🎪 "Jack... Were you jealous of me spending time with Toby?"

".... Yes"

🎪 Oh.. This was new, you've never thought of LJ as a jealous type, you couldn't help but laugh.

🎪 "I've never thought of you as the jealous type Jack, I'm so used to you being out of the mansion and we spending so little time together that I didn't even noticed that, I'm so sorry... I'll try my best to spend more time with you ok?"

".. ok, I forgive you"

🎪 after a bit more of reassurance you hugged him, and right before that hug could become something else, Sally returned

🎪 She apologies for taking too long, and asks if you both are now talking to each other, Wich you respond with a "yes". Sally Smiles and ya'll continue the tea party

🎪 From that day on you made sure to spend time with LJ at least once a day ;)

[kitsune-oji]

could you do obey me boys with a professional volleyball player mc? 💁🏻‍♀️ like they enter at RAD's volleyball team and are absolutely SLAYING or smth like that! i also imagine mc having a very fit body and getting home late bc of the training

Professional Sports Player Mc

I made it a bit more general, changing volleyball to sports because really these hcs could be read with volleyball in mind or another sport entirely. I hope that's ok!

Since you didn't specify, I just went with the brothers for this

Gn! Mc (you/yours)

Lucifer

Lucifer admires the discipline and strength it takes to professionally do sports and honestly, he finds it attractive too

Definitely tries to take the time to go to any matches you have to support you and to watch you in your element

If he sees you winning - against Demons no less - he's so incredibly proud of you and wants everyone to know

Sort of looks like a proud father standing next to you but the way he looks at you reveals his adoration for you very clearly

Makes you lunches to take with you when you train, making sure they are balanced and contain enough protein and fiber to aid you

The only downside he sees is that he has so little time with you. When you come home late, you're very exhausted from your day after all and he's already a busy man himself, so it's quite difficult to get some quality time together

Just means you both need to make a bit more of an effort!

Mammon

Mammon has always been your hype man no. 1 and it's no different in this case

Making you lunches just means peanut butter sandwiches but if you like that (and aren't allergic to peanuts), it's still nice!

He's there for every match you have and watches your training sometimes too if you're ok with it - if not, he wants to pick you up at least though

When you win, Mammon is so loud but his cheers are really cute so you know... He wants you to run into his arms so he can spin you around, please

Shows people videos and pictures of you from one of your matches and gets mad if the person watching it doesn't find you as amazing as Mammon himself does

(they also shouldn't find you too amazing though because then he'll tell them how way out of your league they are and how the Great Mammon is by your side and nobody else-)

Having you coming home late is torture for Mammon but he's either distracting himself by doing things he shouldn't (gambling, scamming, stealing from his brothers, etc) or he's finding ways to be in your presence anyway - aka watch you when you train

Leviathan

He's the very best stan, thank you very much!

For you, he even braves going into the hell that is sports obsessed normies to watch your matches

Cheering you on is an art form and Leviathan has perfected it. He wears your or your teams colors, has your name written on his face, has a chant, a sign, a- you know the drill

Makes you the cutest bento lunches with encouraging notes and a lot of love in them

He gets so insecure and thus jealous of anyone trying to get close, especially if they're not just a fan but someone who plays the same sport as you. "What if having the same passion makes you like them better than some shut in weirdo like him?" his brain tries to tell him

Levi idealises you a bit too much but we knew that already. It's just maybe a bit more obvious that you're basically one of his idols that he actually gets close enough to to touch

Having you come home late sometimes makes his thoughts run wild, even if he knows you have training that day - he just can't help it but distracting himself until you come home works most of the time when he isn't so immersed in his game or show that he forgets the time anyway

Satan

Sports aren't really his thing but... You're doing it, so it's still interesting to him

Wants to know everything about your sport and even tries to give you advice. You may have to stop him right there because you are a professional... Unless maybe he does actually have one or two good points. Maybe he'd be worth listening to at least?

Second place for cute lunches, usually cat themed in some way but definitely nutritious too! He wants to aid you where he can

Of course he's there for your matches, how could he not? His cheers are a bit more quiet but he won't let you question how much he supports you and your passion

Seeing you happy and panting from exertion does something to him, to his heart. It takes him a while to realise that it's love for you that he feels

The fact that you come home late makes him sad sometimes but he knows that your training is important and he tries to suggest some things to do together that don't take a lot of energy - like reading aloud for you to listen to while you lay your head on his lap

Asmodeus

Asmodeus loves how fit you are because of your profession and he makes it abundantly clear as well

Next to outright telling you how hot he finds it how passionate you are, the way he takes the time out of his day to watch you practice (if you allow it) says lore than enough

Your teammates tease you about how obviously interested Asmodeus is in you, though there are also those that are jealous of you... Oh well

Asmo likes to doll himself up in a cheerleader outfit and do a little dance to cheer you on in matches. While he does take away a lot of attention from the actual game, he is very cute

Don't let him make lunches for you. The demon manages to blow the kitchen up trying to make bread, who knows what will happen if he tries to make you a lunch box?

In days when he can't watch you train or if you don't let him, Asmo has no qualms letting you know how lonely he was without you. Clinging to you and whining and telling you that you have to make it up to him

He's pretty easy to appease though, so it's not too bad

Beelzebub

Beelzebub is so happy to have someone else there who also loves to do sports. You may not do the same sport but you can still train your bodies together, if you want to

Going to the gym with Beel is nice, all in all. You get a nice view if you're into that and Beel will help you if you've never been to the gym before

Even if you have, you can still help each other, correct the other's form or spot each other

He will make sure to attend each and every one of your matches and is right there when you cheer because you won or need some comfort because you lost. Beel also asks you to come watch his matches as well

Beel is an amazing cook, so lunches from him are very nice... If he manages to make one, that is. Either way he wants to eat together with you

Having you come home late can make Beel upset sometimes because he misses your company but he's pretty good at keeping himself busy until you're back. If he's a bit more clingy than usual...well, who's gonna complain?

Belphegor

You do a sport? What, professionally even? Damn, he could never

But we knew that already. Belphie yawns at the mere mention of such physical activity and he admires the way you and Beel do so much of it and enjoy it too

Sure he will come to your matches too. Though he may not be able to pay attention the whole time, he still makes an effort to be there to show his support

More importantly, Belphie makes sure that you don't overdo it and helps you get the rest you need to start the next day fit as a daisy

When you're gone for a long time, Belphie either doesn't notice because he had been sleeping or he wakes up and notices and then he gets cranky

You know how he gets... Demanding your attention and being unhappy over the fact you weren't there when he woke up. A little bit of affection and an apology is enough to make him forget his bad mood though

[recentadultburnout]

Hello and first of all, thank you so much for all the informations about Thai customs and so, so much more!

Saw your requests where open so I thought I might ask about a topic as well.

I'm currently writing and welp, it didn't went well for a character so I wanted to ask about Thai graveyards and burial rites. (Like, is it a thing to have a family grave or not and so)

I found some information already about mourning but yeah... might need to add some more about it (god, I really hope i do not sound disrespectful!)

If you're able to help, it would be amazing! Hope you have a good day!

😊👍

I would say that I will make a chapter about it soon, but consider that my lastest attempt at a new chapter has been a WIP for 5 months now, and I have no hope of it seeing sunlight anytime soon. Also,  since there are quite a few different customs that can be done for the deceased depending on their religion, beliefs, or personal wishes, and each has so many details, I really don't know where to begin. So yeah, I'm unlikely to write anything unprompted. If there is a specific question, I will try to answer it tho.

Ok, let's focus on the question at hand: where do the dead's remains go? 

For the Thai Buddhist, the body will get cremated, and after the cremation, there is a choice to keep or not keep the cremated bone. 

If the deceased's family chooses not to keep any part of the remains, then they could float all of them out into a large body of water, such as a big river or ocean. 

If they choose to keep part of it, they could do the same with only part of the remaining ashes and keep the rest.

Keep all of it is, of course, also a choice.

Where? There are a few choices. They may keep it at their own house or keep it at the temple. There are a few different ways to go about that. Or a relatively new choice that, as of today, I'm pretty sure we still have only one provider in Thailand, a private company-provided place that comes with cleaning services and maybe a few other things.

As for other customs, the major ones in Thailand are Christian, Muslim, and Chinese's customs. In my understanding, all three will have a burial, and so they all have a grave.

Some examples⤵️

At 38.34, you will see Charn and Tinn visiting Charn's mom, who was placed at the private company-provided place.

At 44.36, you will see Tanthai place his father's cremated bone on the table inside the same room with Buddha images. 

At 16.52, you will see Mhok visiting his late family members, who were placed inside a temple wall.

โกศ container for cremated bone.

ผอบ other type of container that is also used for cremated bone.

ลุ้งลอยอังคาร a type of container specified for floating out the cremated bone into water. Some use materials that will dissolve after coming into contact with water.

From Pantip

เจดีย์(chedi) for cremated bone. One Chedi may contain several late family members inside. It is usually located inside a temple area.

[wings-of-ink]

Hello! I went to sleep while finishing GC so naturally I had dreams abt it and some random questions- would you ever consider adding character descriptions for a Trans MC? (I know this is more work for u so feel free to ignore jus curious).

Also on that note I wanna add that the naming scene did in fact make me cry, I know it’s not the internet to be trans coded but- it just struck a cord with me- jus the fact that I got to choose my name and my fathers were happy for me🥲😭🙏🏼a whole box of puffs+ gone in one sitting. I can’t express how much I LOVE Da and Papa, they’re my Roman Empire I love them so much. They’re just so loving and accepting 🥲I wanna hug them

Speakin of characters I’d like to hug- Will we still be able to dig deeper into Zahns backstory even if we don’t romance them? Bc…I just…I wanna drag them back home far FAR from their Sect and just love them (platonically) forever. I wont deny tho I’m just very curious about their cult and like…wtf is going on there 👀

Ok this is already too long I’ll leave it at that💞gonna go reread this masterpiece now.

(Side note your description of the honey cakes made me wanna try them so I’m currently looking for recipes 🕺gonna eat them while I reread)

Have the loveliest day!

Sincerely,

-Oswin obsessed anon

Hello my dear!

First off, that is very sweet and I am loving that you dreamed about it!

I had wondered about making something of the sort, but like you said, it adds to an already complex system. My thinking when I did the character creation as it is was that, at least in this world, whoever you are - you just are. That's kinda how I see myself because I've always been in a grey area for my own identity. So, I just am. That's why I didn't enter any sort of specified option for transitioning.

I don't know if anything like the Trans descriptors will be in the game. If I did them, I'd want them to be at least meaningful. So, I won't say no, and it's something I'll take to heart when I consider the scope of the project.

I am thrilled that the naming scene was meaningful for you. I think I know how you feel there.

If I could magic any two people from my IF to life, I would probably go with Papa and Da, lol. Sorry to the RO lovers, but the world needs these daddies!

You will definitely see more of Zahn's backstory even if you don't romance them. Each RO will have that sort of baggage and you will be able to "try before you buy" so to speak. I haven't decided how deep that will go or how those will change depending on if they are romanced or not. I'm considering designing it so that you would need to romance them to get the entire scope of their background, problems, and such and help them find some sort of closure during their route. Zahn will start opening up more before you know it though!

Not to worry about a long ask - I love reading! Lol

I actually found a honey cake recipe that I wanted to post with a future update for chapter 3! But I'll pop it in here for you in case you want it. It's a bit fancier than what would be available to the MC's family, but it would be delectable. This chef is my all time favorite as well. Love the way he talks and his silly puns. I use his methods and recipes a lot and they never fail.

I hope your day is also lovely, Anon! Thank you for dropping in! ^_^

[gyuluttony]

Ok so I would like to submit a request for a verkwan fic please 👉👈 So basically you know how all of seventeen has talked about how all vernon eats when left on his own is just like jam and bread, well seungkwan sees this behavior and is like no I’m going to get you to eat properly, which starts off as seungkwan feeding him normally, and then overfeeding him 🤭

And you know vernon would just go along with it because of how whipped he is for seungkwan

I really liked your first fic and I hope this is a fun prompt to fill <3

verkwan my beloved. fun fact is that even before i started to stan them properly, i was well aware of verkwan because they're just so adorably perfect for each other. a very natural pair that always hits my soft spot. very happy to give back to the person that inspired me to write over here haha hope you enjoy @carattummies

also, i think for requests, i'll need people to specify if they want smut or not because my natural reaction is to just write smut in 😭

Not On My Watch

This is a feederism fic and features weight gain, ill-fitting clothes, breaking clothes, and blowjobs. Don't like, don't read.

The setting for this one is university students and these two just moved in together (I promise, I can write other scenarios but roommates makes things so much easier sdfj)

"Absolutely not."

The slice of bread was about to be bitten before he waved at Seungkwan, happy to see that his friend's practical exam had gone well enough. Although, he looked plain shocked when Seungkwan walked up to him and placed his hand down on the plate, leaving the jam stuck to the plate.

"Hey! I was going to eat that!" He looked genuinely upset as the plate now looked like a crime scene with the jam splatter against it.

Meanwhile, Seungkwan looked all sorts of disturbed as he saw the entire break down. "First of all, I don't get why you were eating with the spread side down. Isn't it messier?"

"The jam will touch my tongue first so it tastes better eating it like that." There's a moment of silence as Seungkwan considers it as he realizes Vernon isn't wrong in this assumption, it's just weird by the standards of society and honestly, he would have respected it (or just looked past it because he does that a lot for Vernon).

But, he shakes his head to regain his composure, "That's not the problem actually. The problem is that every meal that you have had since we have moved in together and was not purchased by one of us has been jam and bread!" Seungkwan very overtly turned his head to the side to look at the empty jars they now had as containers and the most recent addition being in the sink since Vernon had went through another one.

Vernon didn't really look fazed as he tried to angle the best way to get the bread off the plate without losing too much jam. "Ah, Kwannie, I don't want to open the new jar yet but this might have been too brutal for me not to."

A loud groan left Seungkwan as he took the plate, leaving Vernon moping at the table in the meantime. "I thought Joshua was joking when he said that was all you ate... Give me a minute."

He didn't expect the first thing he would have done was to make breakfast for his manbaby of a roommate but he simmered down at seeing Vernon so excited at the dishes that he made.

"Wow! You basically made an American breakfast. You're spoiling me." He filled his plate with pancakes, home fries, sausages and eggs before he began to chow down. "You're the best roommate any person could ask for Kwannie."

Seungkwan took a much more modest portion as he rolled his eyes, smiling fondly at the praise. "You really need to fix your eating habits and... actually, I'll fix it myself because if we have to add one more jar of jam to our containers, I think I'm going to lose it."

As he shoveled the food into his mouth greedily, Vernon nodded, "Let me know what to buy for groceries then since you'll be cooking." He closed his mouth around a forkful of pancakes and groaned at the flavour. "Yeah. Don't worry, it'll be fixed if you're cooking this often."

It was a little much to adjust to since now he was cooking a lot of their meals but he wasn't going to let the groceries Vernon bought go to waste. Plus, when the guy was making requests, it was hard for him not to comply because he practically beaming as he cleared out the entire plate while asking for seconds.

There was a couple of cons of making new dishes and one of them was that Seungkwan didn't really trust himself to adjust when getting used to recipes so he always stuck with the original portion sizes. While usually meant for families of four or more, it was starting to disappear quicker, sometimes, there weren't even leftovers in the dishes that he had made.

And it didn't take rocket science to know where these dishes were ending up. (Certainly hope it didn't because both of them were majoring in some form of music.)

He had fixed Vernon's eating habits but at this point, he believed that he might have given him another one. It wasn't uncommon for Vernon to sleep at the table. When they had first met, both of them were on the slimmer side and if anything, Seungkwan carried more weight and it was only because he worked out consistently.

Now, he felt smaller than ever compared to him.

Walking around the table to clear the dishes that were left, he looked at Vernon, who's gut inflated from the amount of spaghetti that he had eaten today. Where he once had a flat abdomen was now a monstrous gut that rested comfortably on the table, expanding slightly as he slept off the calories that were now digesting in his stomach.

Seungkwan had to take a deep breath to calm himself down before he went to the kitchen to do the dishes. Before, the other man was able to do dishes alongside him and he noticed his gut spreading onto the counter, hanging out of his shirt to emphasize just how much he grew.

It was his fault that Vernon had gotten so big... but that only made him more excited to see him grow and besides, if Vernon wasn't outwardly complaining about the weight, maybe he could see how much the scales tipped.

It was hard to not break his cool when he saw Vernon practically pouring himself into pants that didn't fit around his fattened thighs and much less around his plump behind. He pointedly turned up the TV and focused on the show that was suddenly interesting when he heard a loud rip that night at dinner, knowing that there was a rip in the seat of Vernon's pants that'd he'd likely see when they did their laundry.

But, despite Vernon eating himself out of clothes, he kept up with the larger portions of food Seungkwan was making, ending up more and more glutted on the meals that he was preparing and growing more with each passing day.

By the time the semester ended, Seungkwan was listening to music in his room when he heard Vernon from across the hall, "Uh, Kwannie? Can you do me a favour?"

Turning down his speaker, Seungkwan walked over and nearly tripped when he entered Vernon's room at the sight. Buttons decorated the floor as he saw the other man sitting at the bed. Vernon's gut hung between his thighs and even was covering his crotch as he leaned back, just inspecting his girth, playing with it.

"I need you to buy me some new clothes. This was the last shirt that I had that I could squeeze into and-" Vernon's eyes widened when Seungkwan roughly threw himself against him in a heated kiss and gripped as much belly fat as he could. Vernon's fattened arm found Seungkwan's trim waist and pulled him closer, a moan leaving the smaller man.

They made out for a couple of minutes before Seungkwan pulled away. "Oh my god, I'm... so sorry I fattened you up without telling you. I was just getting carried away." A gentler kiss was used to shut him up as Vernon smiled easily, "It's fine. I know you wanted to fix my eating habits and you did. Plus, you got me hooked on everything you made. Just another thing about you to like."

A smile spread on Seungkwan's face before his hand moved down Vernon's side as he spoke coyly, "Want me to give you another?" His hand heaved up Vernon's gut, getting a moan from the other man as Seungkwan's hand rested on his crotch.

"Please." It was the last cue that he needed before he moved his way down, pulling down Vernon's underwear and being greeted with his fat pad and large erection as it smacked against the bottom of his stomach, getting another groan of pleasure from him.

Seungkwan's tongue circled the tip as the sounds that were leaving Vernon almost rivaled the way he groaned at the table when eating one of his favourites. Every part of him was jiggling in pleasure as Seungkwan's head bobbed up and down, taking him deep into his throat naturally. His gut was pressing into Seungkwan's forehead as he enjoyed the feeling greatly, knowing that Vernon was practically nonverbal at the feeling of being blown when his dick hadn't gotten attention in weeks.

The warning was brief but Seungkwan felt his mouth fill as Vernon finished. He saw the way Vernon wanted to grab his head but couldn't reach because his body had fattened up to that point. Grabbing a tissue to spit it out, Seungkwan patted Vernon on his massive belly while he tried to catch his breath.

"So, I guess I worked up your appetite?"

The growl in response told him he was going to have to prepare a lot for tonight.

[aliorsboxostuff]

i saw in your bio that you're genderfluid and i'm literally screaming i'm genderfluid too :)) is it ok if i request a tangerine x genderfluid reader fic? :3 i don't have any idea for the plot, maybe reader coming out to him? if that's ok with you, of course. much love <3

A/N: HI FELLOW GENDERFLUID!! I, too, am the fluid of genders. And yes absolutely! As for the fic itself, I'm taking a little bit of my own experience being genderfluid with my accepting friends so if this is too short I (sadly) have yet to find a man that accepts my fluidity :( BUT ENOUGH ABOUT THE WRITER enjoy this fluffy, soft fic anon! <3

At Your Pace

Tags: Tangerine x Genderfluid!reader, no masc/fem specified, no use of Y/n, fluff, no smut, soft!Tangerine, supportive!Tangerine, coming out, reassurance and acceptance, anxiety (Only a bit), no hurt all comfort, Tangerine might be a bit OOC sorry!

Three months and he still hasn't asked about your gender. You started to worry, because he either doesn't care or he’ll care too much and freak out when you finally tell him. Your brain leans to the latter possibility so you decide to confront him one fateful night. 

—

Three months

9 weeks, 91 days, 2,184 hours since Tangerine and you became a couple.

Three months since you went on your first date with him—a trip to the aquarium where you beamed at every fish that swam past you, adoration in Tangerines eyes—and has since gone on various different dates and meet ups with him. 

Yes, you're aware of what he and his twin do for a living. No, you didn't get killed by his agency and swore to protect that information. Yes, you actually don't mind it since he's the most interesting thing that has happened in your otherwise boring life. And yes, you miss him a lot when he goes on missions, but despite it all, you await his return home for another week or two going to places with him by your side. 

Three months, and he doesn't ask what gender you identify as.

To put it simply, when you and Tangerine met, you instantly clocked the posh and pristine look and thought; "He's definitely gay." 

while on the other hand, taking account of your choice of clothing and makeup, it's not clear what you are. A damn fine human being for sure, but either you're in or out of the gender spectrum is questionable. Despite that though, Tangerine saunters over to you from across the park, to where you're sitting and reading your book, and introduces himself with the most charming smile. He only asked what you go by—pronouns and sexuality so he doesn't approach the wrong person—and went on with his conversation.

Since then, you've been spending most of your time stuck to his side, going on date number 60th and so on, sharing stories from missions or from your everyday life, and planning on far futures you dont think could happen, but can hope. 

He's always been supportive of your choices; encouraging you to wear pieces you know you'll look good in but anxious to wear, beaming at you when you go out with a new makeup look, and overall loving you without hesitation. 

You tried bringing it up once or twice, while watching a movie where one of the characters is either nonbinary or genderfluid, and has since learned that Tangerine is cisgender and gay. He asked you the same question, minus the gender, and that got your gears going because; who asks the "What sexuality and gender are you?" without the gender part?

Ever since then, you've just been slightly inching your way to find a perfect opportunity to tell him.

Tonight, is the night.

Four days into Tangerines week off and you and him are currently setting up a comfy night in. Blankets, pillows, and a movie already picked for the living room TV. You've currently cocooned inside one of the many blankets on the couch when you hear Tangerine walk into the room.

"Here we are," He sets down the bowl of snacks. "Room for one more?"

You chuckle and extend your arm, enough so Tangerine can slip next to you underneath the blankets. He starts to shuffle for the remote and you realize this would be the only chance to finally talk to him about it. No romantic settings, no days out, just a safe space between you two.

When he finally finds the remote, you also find your courage.

"Wait," Your hand stops on top of his. Tangerine turns towards you, bright blue eyes with curiosity in them. "I have something i wanna talk about,"

He nods, setting down the remote and fully bringing your hands into his. "Of course love," he answers slowly. 

Words jumble in your brain as you try to arrange them right, anxiety biting at your tongue. “Take your time,” Tangerine, ever so carefully, caresses circles in between your index and thumb. You inhale, then exhale a shaky breath before you have those stark eyes laced with worry.

“We've been dating for three months now, yes?” He nods, you slowly continue.

“You’ve told me about your work, and I've told you my secrets as well, but…” Your voice croaks. You half expected Tangerine to push on, but instead, he sits attentively, still holding your hands in his. There's really a reason why Tangerine would freak out—Or hell forbid, break up with you—So the growing sweat beneath your collar doesn't add up to Tangerine's patience. You gulp, finally continuing.

“There’s something you need to know,” You wait.

A beat, before he replies steadily, “Alright,”

“I’m gender fluid.” Your eyes snap to the blanket pooling at your waist. The silence was nauseating, nothing good could come out of a pause from such a heavy confession, and a late one at that. What were you thinking? You should've given him the chance at the first week, hell, the first day! It’s common courtesy nowadays, isn't it? Why did you wait for-

“Okay,” 

Your head jerks up. “Okay?”

“Yeah, okay, and?” 

Your moth mimics a fish, eyes blinking rapidly. Tangerine grins and tilts his head as if your answer confuses him instead of the other way around. “That's it? Okay?”

“Yeah, what else am I supposed to say?” He grins. “I thought you were going to say you’re a murderer or sumn’, now that would make m’jaw drop,”

“Huh?” You laugh in disbelief. 

“Well yeah, we only got one room for a killer in this relationship and I believe that’s been taken by me, love,” 

“Tangerine!” Your laughter grows, careening into his shoulder as he also chuckles. 

“What? I'm right, aren't I? I’m the assassin and you’re my dear to come home to,”

“Come on!” You giggle and punch his chest lightly. You’re startled when he grabs the hand that punched him, lacing his fingers between yours.

“I’m serious, angel,” You lift your head and could feel your breath stutter with the way his gaze bores into yours. “I feel honored to know you’re comfortable with me to tell me you’re fluid,” 

“I didn't want to pry while being so early together, I wanted you to share with me at your own pace,” He smiles. It shines rivals stars in the sky. “Thank you, dearest,” 

He brings your hand and presses a gentle kiss on your knuckles. You held your breath. “I thought… you’d wanted to know that earlier, I worried myself thinking I told you my gender too late,”

“Darling, I fell in love with you and your personality, believe it or not,” He smirks. “Definitely not with what you’re hiding under those baggy trousers-”

“Tangerine!” You fully crumble in a heap of laughter while Tangerine holds you to his chest, also giggling. These are definitely the reasons you fell for him—And to quote the man himself, ‘Definitely not with what he's packing’—The ability to reduce your anxiety and comfort you through it. 

“Thank you,” You reply, finally sober from your laugh. “For accepting me,”

“Of course, my love, every day,” Your smile broadens, and so do Tangerines. He slowly treads his finger behind your head, brushing at your hair and on your nape, and brings you close to press a kiss. You hum against his lips, relishing in the warmth of his hold, worry replaced by relief and your heart floods with love. 

My requests are open!

[imscaredrightnow]

Can you do a Rantaro x brave and savage reader smut with fluff where we're secretly the ultimate agent spy to stop the killing game. We became friends and he finds out quickly but promise not to tell anyone (also when he flirts with us, we flirt back, flustering him) then Y/N defeats the mastermind, everyone of us survives (I also want to know everyone's reaction to y/n being a spy agent all this time), after we left then we confess our feelings, smut starts and ends with us cuddling

I really like this request but I'll put it into parts so its not to long, so this part will just be Rantaro x reader (Also I'll be doing it were we become friends and the next part is the smut so it makes more sense ok? I hope your alright with that !)(Also you didn't specify what gender so I'm making it fem for the sake of the smut part, sorry if this wasn't what you wanted !)

•❀.•❤•.¸ 𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓸❀𝔁❀𝓢𝓹𝔂!❀𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻❀-❀𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽❀1 ¸.•❤•.❀•

"Stupid- freaking- bear-!!"

Kicking the poorly made bear harshly, screaming curses at the bear as she kicked the bear, (name) finally broke it. "*sigh* Well, time to build another one." As (name was about to get her crafting tools she heard a knock at her lab. *Knock knock* "What the f..-come in!" She said, slight anger in her voice. "Chill out, its just me." (name) could recognize that voice! Its the suspiciously calm guy from earlier. "What do you want, suspiciously calm guy from earlier?" (name) said. "Wow nice nickname." The guy said sarcastically. "thanks I made it myself."(name) said mimicking the guy. "After monokuma finished talking, you ran out the gym. So I didn't get to introduce myself." The guy stated "My name is Rantaro Amami. I can't remember my Ultimate talent at the moment... But I promise, I'm not a bad guy. Nice to meet ya." "Oh.....ok avacado, I'm (name) (last name), the ultimate crafter, nice to meet you." Rantaro seemed visibly shocked for a second, but regained his composure. "Heh, you seem funny. Look forward to seeing you again." Rantaro said as he went to the door of (name)'s lab. "Yeah, yeah see you around, now if you excuse me, I have to rebuild this trashy ugly little monokuma." "Ok, see you around." Rantaro said before exiting (name)'s lab. "Hm...I like him, he's cool." (name) said oblivious to the blush on her face.

Thats the end of part 1! I hope you enjoyed it! Also remember, I'm a beginner, so nothing to hard!

[cielles-random-vault]

denji x reader pt. 1, proofread and brainrot (/hj) version

author's note: nothing went according to plan lmao. anyway i got home safely and here is the proofread version, idk yet if i'll delete the first part but it's most likely to. anway enjoy ✨

author's note 2: i should've specified this in the first vers. but this will be a f!reader. i'll try w male!/ enby reader next but it won't be as good as this one

author's note 3 (last one i promise): i'm currently watching a friend playing ultrakill and WHAT THE FUCK THE GAME IS SO HARD like he's been fighting gabriel for like 30 minutes and still hasn't defeated him like 😭 also the way he says "foolishness, machine,foolishness" fr makes me feel some kind of way..

POV: y/n

it was a peaceful afternoon of summer and you were waiting for your sister's call to pick her up at the airport. you remembered the last call she gave you and, even though she didn't show it,you could feel that she missed you.

before you decided headed to the airport, you decided to buy some groceries, so that you could welcome her well.

you came back home with some yakisoba, some raspberries and some strawberry flavored rice alcohol, as you knew it was makima's all time favourite.

as the exact moment you started cooking, your phone rang.

-hi, y/n here! you said cheerfully.

-hello, y/n, said calmly makima. are you still OK with picking us up at the airport?

-sure!! you said happily. but what do you mean by "us"-?

-thank you!! she said, interrupting you ,not answering your question.

what did she mean by "us"? you thought as you made your way to your car. wasn't she supposed to come alone?

POV: makima

-makimaaa, denji said with a pout, when's your sister comiiiing ?

-be patient, denji-kun, she's on her way, i said with a smile.

power sighed loudly as a way of saying "why can't she come faster?" ,while angel and aki remained silent.

i headed to the closest shop to get denji,power and angel ice cream.

i swear to god they can be so childhish sometimes i said to myself.

my phone vibrated. it was a text from y/n.

sup bitch, i'm close to the building b. hurry tf up i'm too broke to pay the parking. c'ya <3

i couldn't help but smile at my phone. even though we didn't meet much due to our jobs,we always loved seeing each other.

-oiii, who's text are you smiling at? both denji and power asked.

-it was y/n, she said she's under the building b. come on kids, let's go!

we all headed to where my sister was, happy as we could be with our almost melting ice creams. y/n also got herself a strawberry one. seeing she remembered was heartwarming since it was the kind of ice cream we used to have when we were kids.

POV: y/n

-HEYYYY BIG SIIIISSS HOW ARE YOU??? I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! you yell as you run to hug her. hold on. who are these people? you didn't tell me you weren't alone.

-the name's denji!! he cheerfully claimed.

-i'm power! nice to meet ya!!

-my name is aki hayakawa. nice to meet you and thank you for the ride.

-ice cream, said who i assume was the angel devil.

the ride was a little uncomfortable because i wasn't used to talking to people i didn't know. the heavy silence lasted for a while until my favorite song came on the radio. i immediately recognized the first notes of sweet/ i thought you wanted to dance.

-AYO I LOVE THIS SONG yelled denji, TURN THAT SHIT UP

we all swayed to the music on the way home, and it made me feel a little better to see that i wasn't as alone as i thought i was.

as soon as we got home, while i was preparing yakisoba for the rest of the group, makima joined me in the kitchen and asked me:

-i booked four hotel rooms, do you mind having denji staying here?

at first,i wasn't comfortable with sharing my appartment with someone i barely knew, but afterthought i was like "hey why not that's a good way to get to know someone"

-no problem! i said with a smile. that'd be a great opportunity to get to know each other!!

this is how i be looking lmao

anyway thanks for reading :D <3 i hope you have an amazing day (or whatever time of the day it is for you) stay hydrated and take care, ily! /g /p

(i'll start writing the second part today,, stay tuned!)

-saestsukko/ @chainsaw-locket-444

[kaliforniahigh]

I need a haters to lovers oneshot or fic please 🫠Let it end with smut😈🖤

Hi, anon! Thank you so much for your request and sorry it took me a while to get to it. I decided to do something different with this one. Hope you enjoy it! (Glen Powell and the movie Twisters has been in my head lately). You didn't specify who you wanted it with, so I went with Noah!

I'm sorry people from Oklahoma if this is innacurate. You can hit me up to talk about tornadoes anytime. I actually love the subject!

Warning: angst, tornadoes, destruction, storms, allusions to PTSD, insomnia, enemies to lovers, smut, unprotected p in v (wrap it up!). If I missed anything, let me know!

WC: 3.8k

Requests are closed for now.

A few months ago, Jolly, a good friends of yours, called you with a proposition. You obviously know of his band, you have even gone to a few concerts in the past, but only hung out with them once or twice due to your conflicting schedules. You worked as a vocal coach with a few artists, but your area of expertise was rock and metal.

Growing up in a family obssessed with rock music only fueled your desire to work with music. You never got around to having your own band, but you were glad to work with people who inspired you so much.

Jolly told you over the phone that Noah, the lead vocalist, needed a vocal coach with him on tour. They just got back from a long break and even though Noah always took care of his voice, he didn't want anything going wrong. You were on a break yourself, but since you've been meaning to update some things in your house, you figured working for them this time wouldn't hurt. You knew Jolly well and he always spoke highly of his bandmates.

Now, sitting opposite from Noah on the restaurant table, surrounded by the band and crew, you questioned if he wasn't good with new people or if he had an especific problem with you.

Things weren't so bad at the beginning, but as he spend more time with you, he became closed off, giving you short responses and sometimes not even acknowledging you. You thought maybe he was nervous to go back on stage and travelling always takes a tool on you.

But now, as one month has passed by, you figured the problem was you. Mainly because he didn't act like this around other people, you observed how he behaved with everyone else, cracking jokes and laughing, getting into the usual tour shenanigans with the boys.

It was the middle of May and you were now venturing into the Midwest. The first stop was Oklahoma, and you had just arrived a few hours ago, when everyone decided to go out for dinner.

You chatted with everyone around you, except for Noah and he chatted with everyone around him except for you.

"Someone will have to hit up a convenience store tomorrow. I want some good snacks in the green room" Nick pointed out.

"I can go. I've been meaning to buy a pack of White Claw to restock the mini fridge on the tour bus", Noah volunteered himself.

"Sorry, man, but you have a shit taste in snacks. Y/N can go with you 'cause she know what we like, you just stick to your White Claw", Nick retorted, everyone around laughing and agreeing.

"And I don't know what you guys like?", Noah got a little defensive.

"Of course you do, I just don't trust you to pick what we actually like", Jolly pointed out.

Noah huffed a bit and you could tell he was annoyed. You didn't say anything, running to the convenience store wouldn't take more than 20 minutes. You'd live.

The next day, the weather was beautiful and warm, so you chose to wear some shorts and a light t-shirt, sticking your shades on the collar, you made your way out of the hotel room to have breakfast.

Noah sent you a short text the night before, after everyone had already gone back to their hotel rooms, saying you would leave for the grocery store around 3pm, since they had some things to figure out for the show that night. You just sent an "ok" back.

You knew you could put more effort into the interactions with him, but the fear of rejection gnawed at you. Having tried before and only receiving a hum or a nod of his head. You decided you weren't going to try again.

You always tried to explore the cities you visited as much as you could, so having the morning free today had you walking around the streets of Oklahoma City. You wish you had enough time to visit the Zoo and museums, but settled for the stores and collecting souvenirs. Your fridge at home has a variety of magnets from different cities and countries you've visited.

As you walked, the sun was shining high in the sky, you noticed the clouds passing by rapidly, but felt absolutely no wind blowing. You thought nothing of it, you were actually glad there was no wind blowing your hair all over the place.

You chose a cute little restaurant for lunch, ordering meat and some vegetables on the side. You tried not to think about the trip to the convenience store with Noah later, enjoying your meal instead.

Arriving back at the hotel, you went up to your room to take a shower and change clothes. Checking the clock every few minutes, you started to get anxious when 3:05pm hit and he still hasn't texted you.

When 3:15pm rolled around and there were no signs still, you decided to be the first one to text. You didn't want to wait if he decided not to go anymore.

You: You're late.

The short text was obvious enough. You saw the bubbles appear on your screen.

Noah: Your Uber is coming, princess.

You would dwell on the term of endearment if he didn't use it sarcastically.

You: Just hurry.

Noah: Wow, you got a lot of shit to do today?

You didn't, you just wanted to get this over with as fast as possible. You didn't bother replying. You only waited for a few more minutes before your phone dinged with a new text message.

Noah: Your Uber has arrived at your location. Hurry.

Rolling your eyes, you got up from the bed, swiped the card to lock your door and made your way to the elevator. He was parked outside with a less than pleased look on his face.

You tried to open the car door but it was still locked. Feeling childish, Noah left you waiting for a few seconds before unlocking the car. Yeah, this would go well.

"You could've been waiting outside already", he complained.

"It would've saved us glorious three minutes, wow", you said as he started to drive on the streets.

Truth is, Noah found it very entertaining arguing with you. At first, you wouldn't respond to his snarky remarks, but he cracked your shell and now you responded him with the same tone of annoyance in your voice.

You noticed that the sky was turning a slightly darker color in the distance. It was nearing 4pm and summer showers weren't uncommon at this time of the year. You wanted to point it out to Noah, but decided to stay quiet for your own sake.

The drive was short and you guessed he picked the gas station closest to the hotel. The bell chimed above your head as you made your way to the snacks isle, Noah making his way to the refrigerators to pick his beverage.

The convenience store was quiet, there were only a couple of other customers there and you could hear the sound of the television mounted on the wall, close to the cash register.

You grabbed everything you knew the boys liked and something for yourself as well, your arms were full of deliciously unhealthy snacks as you deemed to have picked enough already.

You met Noah at the cash register, the sound of the local news station on the television catching your attention as well as Noah's.

"If you're in the Oklahoma City area, specifically in this area", he pointed to the big map behind him, at an area highlighted in red "you need to take cover right now, the National Weather Service has emitted a tornado warning and this storm is moving fast"

You looked past Noah, who was beside you, to the glass doors of the store, the sky was now completely dark, it almost looked like nighttime outside. Suddently sirens went off outside, scaring you and almost making you jump out of your bones.

You grabbed your phone, pulling up Google Maps on your screen and comparing to the map being shown on the televison. You and Noah were dead center on the area the tornado was most likely to hit.

The other customers congregated behind you, paying attention to what was being said. You heard Noah's voice beside you.

"What do you do in these situations?", he asked the cashier. You could tell he was starting to get nervous. Your hands were already shaking.

"Whenever there's a tornado warning, we hide in the walk-in freezer. Here, I'll show y'all the way, we can stay there until the sirens stop blaring", he made his way around the counter, leading you, Noah and the rest to the back of the store.

"Does this happen often?", you asked.

"It happens every year, sometimes it's just an EF1 or a really strong storm", this made you calm down a little as he opened the door to the freezer.

Everyone took cover inside, the sirens outside making you a little restless. No one said anything, the only thing heard in the enclosed space were the heavy breaths leaving everyone's lungs.

A few minutes later, you heard things falling on the roof, as if it was raining, the store cashier opened the door a little and what you saw outside was a sight forever engrained in your mind. A giant vortex spinning so fast your eyes couldn't even keep up. Debri flying everywhere as you realized that's what it's hitting the roof. For a second, you couldn't look away, mesmerized and terrified of the sight in front of you. It was in the distance still, but you could tell it was fast approaching.

Noah calling out to you was what took you out of your stupor, you turned around to face him, as the door was closed again.

"There is a tornado coming, there is a giant tornado right outside of this store", you started to freak out, hands shaking and tears springing to your eyes.

You had no time to cry though, because there was a noise outside that reminded you of a train running on full speed, and it was coming towards you. The floor started to shake and the noise became even more defeaning.

You crouched down on the floor as pieces of the ice on the walls started to fall on your head. You felt a presence behind you and someone telling you to lay down on the floor. You could make out Noah's voice through the cacophony of noises. People were screaming now.

Noah laid down on top of you, shielding your body from the things falling off the shelves, as you covered your ears. The floor beneath you shaking, and you felt as if the whole store was going to take flight. You felt Noah's hand on top of yours on your head, moving your hands to grasp his, you tried to ground yourself in the feeling of his warm and sweaty palms.

It felt like as soon as it came, it was gone. You felt like hours have gone by, but it must have a been a minute or even less. The aftermath was complete silence, no one could find the words to explain what everyone has just gone through.

You were still holding Noah's hands when he murmured in your ear "Hey, we gotta try to get up, ok?", you only nodded, feeling his weight lift from on top of you. You felt exposed and vulnerable all over again.

Finding some strenght in your legs, you kneeled on the floor before getting up on your two feet. The door was jammed, but with a little effort from everyone, you were able to pry it open. The shelves were tilted, some have fallen on the floor, scattering products everywhere. You tried to step around it.

The scene outside was devastating, there were debris everywhere, the cars parked outside were tossed in the air and now laid sideways or completely upside down. The glass door was shattered. You stood still in the middle of the store, Noah bumping onto your back due to your abrupt stop.

You couldn't help the tears falling from your eyes, thinking about the ones who weren't as fortunate.

"Hey, c'mon, we gotta find a way to get out of here", he put his hand on the small of your back, guiding you outside. Neither of you had service, but there were cars driving around offering a ride to wherever people needed to go.

You zoned out while Noah talked to a local and soon you were riding a car back to the hotel. You thought about the boys and if they were safe. Even though the hotel was close to the convenience store, the man driving the car - you thought you heard his name was Alex, but you weren't sure - told you the tornado missed that part of town completely.

You felt better about that piece of information. He parked the car outside and there were people swarming the hotel entrance and soon you noticed your friends standing a little to the left. They spotted Noah quickly and you saw their eyes searching for you, a look of relief washing over their features when they noticed the two of you were fine.

They all hugged you, but you excused yourself, saying you were going up to your hotel room to take a shower and lay down, before they could bombard you with questions. Noah stayed behind to talk to them.

"I think it goes without saying that the show was cancelled tonight", Nicholas informed Noah, who nodded in acknowledgment. He didn't know what to say in this moment. He got up today just like any other day, he went about his bussiness as per usual. He was trying to find a way to wrap his head around how everything changed in mere minutes.

Nicholas noticed he was out of it and suggested he also take a shower and rest a little, since they didn't know when they were leaving town.

During his shower, he thought about the way you felt so scared underneath him, as the whole store shook. He thought you were both going to die, and the last words he had said to you were less than ideal.

It was dark outside now as he laid on the bed, trying to sleep off the day. Everytime he closed his eyes, it felt like he was back at the convenience store. He sworn he could hear the noises all over again. After an hour or so of trying to fall asleep, he gave up, got up from the bed to put a t-shirt on over his bare torso and made his way out the door.

He found himself in front of your door, contemplating knocking. He wondered if you were able to sleep or if you were restless just like him. Either way, he needed to talk to you. So he rapped his knuckles a couple of times and waited, as he heard the padding of your feet on the other side.

You opened the door just a little, peering outside and looking at him with a rather confused expression.

"Hey, were you sleeping?", he asked.

"Not really", your eyes were tired, but you weren't able to find sleep, just like him. Opening the door completely now, you motioned for him to come inside.

He sat on the end of your bed and you sat beside him.

"What's up?", you asked him. Not really knowing what to say. Your time together consisted of snarky remarks coming from both of you and the occasional cold shoulder. You felt a little out of place.

"I don't know. I couldn't sleep and I thought that talking to the person who lived everything with me would make me feel a little better", he was picking on his nails, not looking at you. "It was stupid, really. I'll just leave you to it", he was starting to get up from the bed, when you put a hand on his thigh to stop him.

"It's not stupid, you can stay. I don't think I'll actually fall asleep tonight. Maybe we can watch a movie or something?", you suggested. It was clear neither one of you wanted to be alone right now.

"Yeah, ok, we can watch a movie", he agreed. You made your way up the bed, resting your back on the pillows propped on the headboard and he he followed you, doing the same. You grabbed the remote and started to flip through the channels on the televison, settling on an action movie that was probably from the 2000s.

Silence enveloped the room, and for the first time, you felt comfort in his presence, instead of aggravation and annoyance. You decided to let the silence reign. An hour of the movie went by and you weren't even close to feeling sleepy.

"Noah?", you called his name, your voice wasn't too low or too loud, but the perfect volume for the situation. He hummed, telling you he was listening. "Can I ask you a question?", you looked at him and he looked back at you.

"Yes, you can", he wondered what you could possibly ask him, but after your near-death experience, you decided you didn't want to leave rocks unturned with him. So the words that fell from your lips suprised you and also him.

"Why do you hate me so much?", you studied his features for any reaction. The only thing you noticed was his eyebrows lifting up on his forehead.

"You think I hate you?", he countered.

"I don't have a reason not to. Now answer my question, please?", you were getting your answers tonight, even if he didn't like it.

You heard a chuckle of disbelief fall from his lips. "Hate is not what I feel for you"

"Well, then what is it? 'Cause I feel like hate would be the correct emotion"

"February 25th, 2022", was all he said back, If you weren't confused before, this did it for you. "Do you remember this day?"

You didn't like the way he kept asking questions insted of answering you. "I don't think I do", you told him, honestly.

"It was the day The Death of Peace of Mind released and we had a party at the house to celebrate. Jolly invited you. Remember now?", the day was coming back to you slowly.

"I remember, but I was wasted, I don't remember much of what happened", you shrugged your shoulders. You stopped drinking since then anyways, so you didn't dwell on it.

"Of course you don't", he snickered under his breath.

"Can you stop with the cryptic messages? Just tell me what you want already", you were starting to get frustrated, voice raising a little bit.

"You kissed me that day", he deadpanned. Your mouth opened and closed like a fish, not really knowing what to say. This information was new to you. You felt like you would remember if you kissed Noah Sebastian. "I feel stupid because I've been hung up on the fact that you don't even remember it happened"

"You can't hate me because of that for the rest of your life", you observed.

"I don't hate you, I already told you that. I hate the fact that you don't remember, that you didn't text me the day after. I hate that the kiss didn't mess with your head like it did with mine", he had a slight agitation in his voice.

"I'm sorry that I don't remember. But I was probably pretty drunk already by the time it happened"

He seemed to ignore it, as he kept going. "All I've been able to think about since the day you joined us on tour is how I want to grab you by the neck and kiss you. Kiss you thoroughly, so you won't ever forget this time"

His admission hung in the air between you. He didn't have to think about that any longer, because when you looked in his eyes and saw them clouded with lust, you were the one tangling your fingers on the back of his head and crashing your lips with his.

The kiss was fervent, both of you fighting for dominance, him being able to overpower you easily.

You laid down on the bed and he settled on top of you. You felt his weight on you for the second time today, but this time around you felt safe and actually content.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this", he whispered as he moved to your neck, kissing and biting to his heart's content. You sighed out loud at the feeling, clawing at his back, telling him you wanted his t-shirt off.

He sat on his knees, removing the fabric from his body, your fingers reaching for him in an instant, feeling his abdomen under your palms. He kissed you again, only separating to take your own shirt off. You were wearing nothing underneath and he groaned at the discovery.

Reaching for your breasts, he reveled in the feeling of them in his hand, before he put his mouth on one of them. You couldn't hold back your noises anymore, and he didn't want you to. You weren't in a hurry, but you wanted to feel him in you and you needed it now.

Grabbing his head and prompting him to move upwards, his eyes level with yours.

"Take my pants off and fuck me, please", as soon as you said this, a switch flipped inside if him, and in seconds, you were both rid of your pants and underwear.

He positioned himself on top of you and you felt him pressing on your entrance.

"I swear you won't forget it this time", he said as he thusted inside of you in one motion. Your mouth hung open as he set a fast pace from the get go. You both needed this.

"I don't want to forget it", you whispered on his lips.

"Touch yourself. Fuck, I don't think I'll last", he said in strained voice as your fingers started a circular motion on your clit.

He could feel you squeezing around him and he could tell you were as close as him. Shortly after, you were letting out moans in rapid succesion, body convulsing on the bed, your heels digging on his back. He let himself go right after you, feeling the warm sensation on your walls.

The both of you just laid there, catching your breaths for a second. He separated from you so he could look you in the eyes.

"I don't want to fight with you anymore. Today was scary and I thought I was gonna lose you for good. I didn't want our last exchange to be some bitter words", you agreed with him, caressing his face and moving the hair out of his eyes.

"We don't have to fight anymore, we can just do this instead", you grinned and he grinned with you.

He laid down beside you and enveloped you in his arms. Right now, you felt the calmest since everthing happened. No noise in your ears but his gentle breathing. The images in your mind replaced with Noah's face as he looked at you so fondly. Sleep didn't take long to pull the both of you under.