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hirik0 · 10 months

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Jealousy Part 6

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

NSFW 09Soap/Ghost

Shower sex, not so exidental voyeurism, they finally kiss, top Soap, bottom Ghost,

Soap is freezing in front of the door to Ghosts room in the barrackes and the blood is trying to run down to his dick and to his brain at the same time. To his dick because he just heard Ghost moan his callsign and to his brain to analyse what the fuck he should do. Suddenly Soap is super aware of him still standing in the corridor when everyone can walk down here see him and worse hear Ghost. In a impulsive desition he just sneaks in Ghost room. He should just have walked away back to his office or his own room, he knows but he also never heared confident, making the enemy's shit their pants Ghost like this. "Soap, please" Ghost whines in the bathroom and Soap has to cover his mouth to make sure he makes no sound. Soap thinks he never get this hard so fast in his life. He trys to will himself to leave Ghost room, but he can't it's like he is clued to the door. Soap didn't even think he is in to hearing anyone mastrubating and now is the worst time to learn this about himself. He faintly rembers beeing annoyed about the people in the appartement next his fucking loud. So why is hearing Ghost so different, why does it make his heart race, him leaking in his underwear and bitting his hand so that Ghost does not hear him? Soap trys to not look at the bathroom door he knows if he looks at it to long he would do something dumb like walking in the bathroom and get what's his.

Ghost don't know why or when he gave up to will down his sexual needs. He just knows that he just can't come up with a fantasy that gets him off. For Ghost this is usually just something he does, a standart body function, but because of fucking Captain Soap MacTravish he just can't. The blood that is rushing in his ears are silencing everything around Ghost, he doesn't hear the shower, he doesn't hear how the door to his room gets opened and he don't hear how loud he is. He's slamming his fist against the shower wall letting the water run over his head. He just should sneak of base and find someone to have sex with. But and that's angers Ghost the most he has the feeling that he would have the exact problem he has now and this problem his him wanted to get his brain fucked out by a sertain scotisch Captain. "God, why has my dick desided that Soap is the only that can get me off?" Ghost ask himself, while he is starting to finger himself. It stings and is uncomfortable with out using lube, but he's desprade. He has lube in his nightstand but this is just to far away, his orgasam just one right move away. He closes his eyes thinking about kneeling under Soaps desk sucking him of. Thinking of ways how he could make Soap stop his paperwork to fuck him properly. When Ghost finds his prostate he's letting out a loud moan that is echoing in the bathroom. And it's somehow still not enough and Ghost is getting desbrate. "Please Soap, I need your dick so badly", Ghost crys out while tears are start filling up his eyes.

Soaps last rest of restrain snaps when Ghost is begging for his dick. He quickly strips down and opens the bathroom door a silent as possible. The picture he's seeing makes him gasp and leak precum. Ghost is leaning against the shower wall a few fingers in his ass other hand on his dick. Somehow Soap is getting even harder and some part of his brain just turns off. All he thinks about Simon and how to get him under him, make him scream his name, claim him. Soap steps in the shower kissing Simon. When he's finished he leans forward to growl in Ghost ear. "You know if you just had waited till the phone call is over you could have my dick in your ass by now." Ghost just moans helpless, blushing hard. "You always blush like this?" Ghost is resting his head against Soaps shoulder the hand that is on his dick moving on Soaps arm. "Just you." He mumbles in Soaps skin. "What was that?" Soap wispers in his ear needing to hear it again. "It's just you, nobody makes me blush this hard or horny." Soap makes a smug expression to this revelation, the Ghost, the legend of the SAS blushes just for him, it makes Soap feels drunk on euphoria. "Well I gues I should make sure that it stays like this."

"Well I gues I should make sure that it stays like this." Soap is whispering directly in his ear. The hairs on Ghost neck at standig up and he gasps. His cheeks are burning and he hides his face in the Soaps neck. Soaps hands start wandering his body and it feels like his skin is on fire. "Please, Soap." He whines, he needed more, he needed to come. "Please what?" "Need.. fuck I want you." Soap is grapping his ass and Ghost claws Soaps arm as his knees start to strugel to suport his weight. "Yeah? Want me to fuck you in the shower. Though about this in my Office?" "No... I yes please, I.." Ghost brain is short-circuiting, we just want Soap to touch him, to fuck him not carrying he has no lube in the bathroom. Soap is laughing, kneeling Ghost ass. "So you thought about something else then?. Soap is slowly pushing two of his fingers to the three of Ghost own up his ass. "Ah Soap.." Ghost moans out clinging to Soap as his knees give out at the sensation of beeing stretched like this. "Tell me, Simon and I will make you scream." Soap wispers in his ear and Ghost shakes his head. He can't tell Soap this, but his brain is so filled with waves of pleasure that he can't come up with a lie. "Come on, be my good boy." Soap says and Ghost feels how tears are filling his eyes. "I can't, it's not.. ahhh Soap I fuck... I ahh..", Soap is moving his fingers and pressing against his prostate over and over again, humming to get Ghost to tell him. ".. I was thinking off ahh... You." Soaps hand stops moving. "How you fuck me in your office bent over the desk", Ghost spills out breathless and a loud moan leaves his mouth when Soap bites in his shoulder. Suddenly Ghost feels how his face gets prest in to the wall. "Thinking about this right under my nose. How long you think about this?" Soap acusses him in a deep rumbel. "Months", Ghost moans when he feels Soaps dick rubbing along his ass. "Please Soap, I want it so bad", Ghost begs, the embarrassment that he would feel for begging is numbed by his arousal.

"Please Soap, I want it so bad", Soap feels like some punshed him in the chest. "Fuck, Simon, can't say thinks like that. The show nearly ended before it really began." Now Soap realise they are lagging a quite important think, lube. "Tell me there is lube in this bathroom." "No, I... I usally dont need it in here." Ghost sounds absolute embarrassed about this, removing his fingers from his ass. Soap bites his lips while thinking about the options they have. He dont want to raw dog Ghost and water is such a teribbel substitute. One of Soaps hands sneak on to Simons dick stroking him in a fast rythem. "Soap not enough", Ghost whines, tears running down his face. God Ghost looks so fucking pretty. "Comon show me what a good boy you are for me. I will give you what you need", Soap pures in Ghost ear while he starts abusing Ghost prostate. And Ghost moans against the wall as he finally comes. "Such a good boy, for me. So pretty for me. So perfect for me", Soap wispers in directly in Ghost ear. Hes keep strocking Ghost trying to get as much cum as he can out of him and on his hand. Ghost breath is short and fast, he needs the wall to suport himself and looking fucked out. Soap carefull not to wash Ghost cum from his fingers changes the hand that is up Ghost ass, ussing the cum as lube, while streaching him out. Ghost looks blissed out over his shoulder tears are starting to build up again. "Soap, more", Ghost wispers over the sound of the shower. "So greedy arent you?", Soap chuckels. "Not greedy, just want what Im prommised", Ghost slurs and Soap foundly smiles. When Soap thinks that he prepped Ghost good enough he pulls his fingers out. "Ready?" he ask before starting to kiss Ghost neck. Knowing with Ghost mask as a cover up he can leave as many and big marks on him as he pleases. "Yes" Ghost answers the question between moans. Soap grabs Ghost hips to hold him still while hes pushing in. Soap moans in Ghosts neck, when half of his length is in. "Fuck, you're taking me so well", Soap wispers, before he start rocking back and forth. Everytime he pushes in he gets deeper in to Ghost, while Ghost moans grow louder with each push. Ghost put one of his hands to muffel his moans. "God, i need to find a place where you can scream as loud as you want", Soap moans and this words make Ghost push his ass against Soap.

It's so unfair, Soap so easly pushing all his bottons, using words out of Ghost fantasys against him. Soap is panting directly against his neck, his forhead resting against Ghost head. "Soap?", Ghost ask when Soap stops his movement, he only gets heavy breathing as an answer. "Need a moment, your so fucking tight", Soap says after some time and Ghost dont want to wait a moment, starting moving his hips. The frigtion is delicious even if its arkward ancel. Soap is cursing in his hair stopping his movement with his hands. "Your such a brat, trying to get what you want when you want it, dont you?" Soap growls in Ghost ear. "Please, Soap", Ghost whines annyoed that he lost the stimulation. "Can't just move when i try to hold back." "Then you clearly have a stamina problems when you can't last after you just enter someone.", Ghost says smugly a grin on his face and a chalenging look in his eyes. "Oh, I have enough stamina for you." "All talk no act.. AHH." Ghost can't finish his sentence because Soap starts to move. "God I will make sure you stop talking back, when I'm finished", Soap says in a deep voice, that makes Ghost shiver. Do to the shower still running Soap nearly misses that tears are running down Ghost face. "You good?", he ask before he start kissing Ghost neck. "Yeah, I'm good", Ghost answers confused, about Soap behaviour change. "Just wanted to make sure, that you don't cry because you're hurt", Soap reassures him before kissing him, that's when Ghost noticed that there are hot tears running down his face. Soap is really breaking all of Ghost walls down. And Ghost let's him, let's him pin him against the wall, let's him fuck him, screams for him, wants more, needs this, craves this. "So..ap" Ghost moans broken, his voice is hoarse, tears steaming down his face. And Soap seems to be just a gone as Ghost is. His eyes are glossed over as the only think he can about is fucking Ghost. Soap is moving one of his hands from Simons hips to his throat squeezing a bit and Ghost legs can't suport him anymore. If Soap hadn't had a iron grip on his hip he would just slide down the wall.

All Soap is thinking about is that he needs to fuck Ghost so good he will come back. The pace he set is hard and fast, merciless. He feels how Ghost stugels to stay on his feet. He squeeze Ghost throat from time to time feeling how Ghost is reacting its addicting. He kisses and bits all over Ghost neck, starting to use his own bodyweight to suport Ghost who is clearly struggling. He feels how he getting closer and closer to his orgasam, he's wanting it so badly and not wanting to stop. "John, I'm close." Ghost moans loudly wich make Soap move his hand from Ghost throat to his mouth over the on Ghost is failing to use to muffel his noises. Simon is comming untouched his cum landing on the wall and he's also getting impossible tight, pulling Soap with him over the edge. Soap is bitting down on Ghost shoulder to muffel himself, blacking out for a bit, tasting blood in his mouth. Ghost is letting out a high-pitched wimper. They stand there pressed against eachother, catching their breaths. "Sorry", Soap apologies for the bite wound that Ghost now has. Ghost who already exhausted from the mission struggles to stay awake Soap literally fucked his rest energy out. "Was that enough stamina for you?", Soap just can't keep the question to himself l, feeling proud about his achievement to make Ghost come with just his dick. "Next time.. next time we do this in a bed", Ghost wispers. "So you want a next time?" Soap ask smug. "Can't really judge your alleged stamina if I'm fresh of a long mission can I?" "Sure Simon." Siap just answers kissing Ghost check over and over again. When Soap pulls out Ghost makes a displeased whine, cum starts running down his inner thighs. "Let's get you cleaned up and in your bed, Sop sugest and Ghost just nods slowly, struggling to stay awake.

Getting them dry is unnecessary difficult because Ghost decides to just burry his face in the crock of Soap neck and leaning on him heavily. Somehow they make to Ghost bed. Ghost just pushes Soap on the bed so he can use Soaps chest as a pillow falling asleep nearly instantly. Not carrying that there is still very important work in Soaps office. It's warm and save in his Captians arms.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #Captian MacTravish #they finally fuck #why did i make this so long #this was only supposed to be 2-3 parts #soap x ghost #soap cod #soapghost #ghost cod #ghostsoap #bottom Ghost #top soap #they dont talk about feelings #idiots in love

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juicesnatcher · 20 days

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Uhhhh, boredom sketch frame redraw thing because I wanted to rember how this idiot looks

I don't think I've ever yapped here about this show before, but I am a big Bee and Puppycat fan (thanks bestie for making me watch it and adventure time last year 🫶)

This is just a dumb redraw of a frame from the first episode that I thought was funny (although mine is less exaggerated)

#my art #juice rambles #bee and puppycat #sketch

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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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All your Days (Yuki Tsunoda)

(By Shallou)

Not many people liked you two together. Still, you were sure it was meant to be.

Honey Bee's 2000 celebration.

"Are you still going out with him?" Your friend asked. You nodded with a giddy smile.

"Right now he is travelling, but he'll be here soon"

"Isn't it tiring?"

"What? Travel around the world? I suppose"

"No, being so far from the person you are dating"

You sighed. "A bit. I miss him a lot, but still... he always finds a moment to talk to me." You looked down at your hands.

"Yeah... but still... Is this what you want? He is barely at home"

"I know. But it's temporary. We are getting to know each other. Things will change and... If it goes well I will figure it out"

"I don't know..." They sighed.

You looked away. They didn't like Yuki that much. Your friend thought you would be better off without him and they couldn't see how happy he truly made you.

Yuki and you had met through the friend of a friend who knew someone in Alpha Tauri. It had been an instant click. He had shyly smiled and made an awkward joke and he already had you. That night, you sat with him and talked for hours. Only two days later, he asked you out and took you on one of the best dates you ever had. It was scary because he was half of the world away almost all the time, but it was so easy. He made it so easy. He was sweet and caring and always had a minute to check the phone. But not everyone could see it.

"Mate, you could be having dozens each weekend" Pierre said laughing.

Yuki shook his head. "I don't want dozens." He was tired of these conversations. "I really want this. With her"

"I'm just saying that you are losing your time."

Yuki left the fork on the table. "I'm not"

Pierre sighed. "Okay, whatever you say. I just want you to be sure. You are still young, man"

"I am. I am really sure about it"

Yuki hadn't really felt like this before. He had been so wiped since moment one.

"I want to marry her" He whispered. He was scared of what the others would say and Pierre reacted exactly how he was expecting him to. He spilled his drink.

"Mate..."

"No. I'm sure.". Pierre shook his head. "For how long do you know her?"

"Months. But I'm sure, Pierre." Yuki sighed. "I'm sure. I love her. I've never loved someone like this"

Pierre smirked and pushed Yuki playfully.

"Stop..."

"I just want you to be sure and don't waste your young years"

"That's stupid. I'm not wasting anything"

Meanwhile, your friend wanted to pull their hair.

"YN"

"What?!"

"I just... Do you really want to spend your years with someone you barely see? There is people here at home that would love to be with you"

"I don't want them, tho. Yuki... He is good for me, YFN. Trust me"

They sighed.

"If you weren't so stubborn"

"I'm not leaving Yuki"

You got up and picked your stuff. "I'm going home, see you soon" You kissed their head and walked home.

Only two days later, you heard a soft knock in your door.

"Hi" You said opening the door. "Yuki!"

Yuki's smile got enourmous when you squeaked happily. You threw yourself then at his arms and kissed his cheek a thousand times. He was giggling and had blushed furiously.

"I missed you so much" You cupped his cheeks and kissed his lips softly.

He smiled and grabbed you by the back of your head, kissing your deeply but fighting a smile on his lips.

"Do you want to go out?"

"Out? Aren't you tired?"

He shrugged. "It's fine. I want to spend some time with you".

Your heartrate quickened. "Out? Comfy or..."

"Comfy"

Soon, you were on his car singing loudly.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Stars"

"Stars?"

"When you go to see stars, I don't rember the word"

"Stargazing"

He clasped his fingers and you laughed.

"You are the cutest, do you know that?"

"You remind me every day"

If he wasn't driving, you would kiss him right then.

When he stopped, you were in a higher place. You could see the city but it was far enough for it's lights to not bother. Yuki was watching you and his heart was beating fast. The talk with Pierre got him thinking and he had barely slept. Luckily the race had gone good.

"Hey, you can see your building from here" You said pointing.

"Yes?"

He walked to you and leaned on the fence, your shoulders touched and he turned to look at you. "It's really beautiful in here, sweetheart" You told him.

He blushed. He always blushed when you praised him in some way.

"Can we talk?"

Your smile fell and he felt horrible. "No, it is not bad"

"Oh" You grabbed his hand. "What is it?"

"Pierre said I shouldn't date you'

You face fell again. "You said it wasn't bad..." Pierre was really important for Yuki, you knew he trusted his opinions. He had told you a thousand times.

He squeezed your hand and pulled you a bit closer.

"I told him I don't care. I want this. I want to be with you"

Your eyes got glassy and Yuki brushed your knuckles. "But Pierre..."

"He said I should enjoy my young years and not tie myself to someone back at home. But I don't feel that way and..."

You cupped his cheeks and kissed him.

"YFN told me the same. They said I should date some from here, someone that is not traveling all the time"

Now it was Yuki's time to worry. He felt a weird thing on his chest. Fear.

"I don't want someone from home. I want you"

You both smiled like kids.

"Do you?"

"Yeah. I know we don't see each other much now, but... It's new. I know this is just a phase we have to go through and I can't wait to see the rest."

Yuki nodded. "I-I want it too"

You laughed happily and a tear fell down your face. He cleaned it carefully.

"I want to spend all my life with you, YN" He had rehearsed those words. He had rehearsed on his mind for hours.

You pulled him close and hugged him. "Fuck them all, yeah?"

"Yeah"

"Only us can know what's good for us"

He nodded and kissed the side of your face. "I love you"

You almost didn't hear him, but you turned to look at him. "Do you love me?"

"A lot."

"I love you too, Yuki"

"Oh wow"

You laughed. "Stop blushing, sweetheart" You pinched his warm cheeks and he blushed even more.

"You are so cool, I wasn't expecting you to..."

"You are an idiot"

"Your idiot"

"My messy idiot"

"That's me"

You were both laughing by then.

"A whole life, then?"

He nodded.

"If you let me"

"Of course I let you. Just... Let's never let what others think affect us"

He smiled and raised his pinky. "Promise"

You hooked it with yours.

"Promise"

Note: I'm open to write more about this. Just tell me.

#yuki tsunoda #Yt #honey bee's 2000 celebration #Fic #F1 #Fluff

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noffy96 · 9 months

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Kustard mer au - the Swap brothers

Okay everyone remembers the random kustard mer Au idea I had?

No, doesn’t matter, you can read up on it here, and see one fic here, and some art here

But I was thinking about this Au,

Because in my mind this au contains at least, the Undertale brothers, the Underfell brothers, and the Underswap brothers

The undertale and underfell brothers are both still secret mer. ( the undertale brothers living at sea most their live, while the fell brothers live of land because of (mostly Red’s) Trauma )

But i wanted to do something special with the swap brothers.

It came to this because i wanted, Papyrus to meet someone on his travels around the world. In the year Sans is spending on the surface. And just the Idea of Blue And Papyrus exploring together teaching each other new stuff. And then falling in love gradually was really sweet. At sea and on land

But i am also a fan of Spicyhoney. And I really liked the idea of Edge actually Falling in love with a human (unlike his brother who only thought he had) And that beeing stretch

So, I imagen the swap brothers parents being like, a mer and a normal monster Giving birth to two children 1 a mee (blue) and 1 regular monster (Stretch) But then why would blue be exploring?

And now i decided to be a bit angsty

Blue And Stretch got separated quite young. Blue and his mother ( the mer of the parents) got one day captured by poachers/collectores/bad people ( subject to change in future)

Eventually Blue they try and make a escape, Blue gets out, but his mom dies in the process.

He doesn’t know where he is, where is taken, and spends most of his live searching for his brother and Father. Using the sea, to travel from costal town, to costal town, cause he doesn’t rember much of where he lived.

Meanwhile Stretch and his Dad had been searching for the other two. Until one day they came across the layer/dealt with the people that had captured Blue and his mom in the first place. A couple of years after they escaped.

There they find stuff that makes them both think that Blue and his mom are both dead. ( records that list them as deciesed cause they wanted to cover up the escape for example?)

This hits them both very hard. They move to a different town trying to get away from it all, but it doesn’t fix things . The brothers dad gets super depressed, And Stretch hit’s a major slum as well, Somehow in all of it, they open this stand on the beach. It made the dad feel close to his love, And Stretch was glad that it helped him, it made him wanna do better.

Wanna try better for the older brother he had lost, who had always had so much energy and love to give. The dad also passes away. And Strech keeps this little shop/stall thing open. Works near the beach.

Where he will meet a edgy very tall skeleton. A bit of a hardass prick, but he loves aruging with him. He has a blast anytime this guy comes by.

Over time he gets the curage to ask him on a date. And he accepts! It’s amazing

They even start dating…Edge is opfront about something. That his family has a big secret, something he thinks he will never be able to share. Edge is afraid that speaking of it will hurt his brother, and he doesn’t wanna risk it.

Stretch understands. It sometimes causes them to argue, but they manage.

Little do they know tho. That a change meeting, Of Edge’s brother, and Papyrus’s brother. Would lead to the two lost brothers reuniting someday

So yeah…i somehow fleshed out the world…like a ton?

Got some more ideas for the fells and tale backstory, let me know if you guys wanna hear more

#noffy's kustard mer #noffy's writing #noffy's rambles #kustard #Spicyhoney #blue x papyrus #what is their ship name #undertale brothers #underfell brothers #underswap brothers

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dailyblorboposting · 7 months

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Intro Post Let's GOOOO

He/they/bee . over 18 . autism creature emoji .

welcome to daily blorbo posting 😊 this is my personal little challenge to myself to draw every day. as of right now I am Not capable of that. BUT THATS WHY ITS A CHALLENGE.

Tags:

blorbo posting - anything I say (everything but reblogs with no comment)

blorbo sketching - sketches/unfinished

blorbo crafts - stuff I do related to my guys that's not drawing

Blorbos (yeah I'm listing them cause it's FUN!!!)

QSMP - Juanaflippa, Tilin, Sunny, Chayanne, Tallulah, Slimecicle, Philza, Tubbo, Foolish

DSMP - Tommy, Techno, Philza, Tubbo, Ranboo, Michael, Yoghurt,

HLVRAI - BENNY!!!!!! And Joshie!!! And everyone else too I guess 🙄

JRWI Riptide - Gill! All the Riptide Pirates + Enza, Aslana, Kira, and Edyn

Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon - Falyn, Marcille, Senshi, Mithrûn. The orc girl. All of the characters actually.

OMORI.

Persona 3 and 4 - Ken, Maiko, Chidori, Aigis, Fuuka - Nanako, Naoto, Yosuke, Chie

There's def more but I'm eepy ill update tomorrow if I rember

#intro post #art blog #blorbo posting

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awholeclxwn · 2 years

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Me: I have a quick qeston for gaster, Um Do you rember, what love feels like?

Underlife Gaster: YOU DONT ASK HIM THAT!

Me- Mind your bees wax, anyway do you know what love feels like?

!!!

#my art #ask!#gaster oc #wd gaster #gaster au #this is him from the past!!!#a tired ol dad

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hadesbullshit · 2 years

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I just started crying bc I miss bee duo. A fucking streamer duo (both of whom I still watch individually). And I’m crying bc I rember sitting their refreshing twt waiting for their meat up to be confirmed for three days

#dream smp #dsmp #bee duo #cc!beeduo #ranboo #tubbo

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thatoneluckybee · 2 months

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You have abducted me into too many webtoon fandoms. It’s my turn now.

You should read Paracosm (Canvas)

I will write this down thank you....

#Good timing I'm. Going through some on my list rn #I love trying out new series cause I really want to support all the authors! But some reading feels like more of a chore than enjoyable so #Ive gone through and unsubscribed from some. I just pop in once a month or so #Number may decrease more a lot of a series I follow early on to see whether I keep reading or whether I drop it... just depends on how the #Story goes!#BEE REMBER #webtoon #paracosm webtoon #Asks #a-being-of-chaossss #I trust yall you guys have AMAZING taste so far (only thing that comes to mind I've stolen is Sable Curse so far but still)

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spotsandsocks · 11 months

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For the fanfic writer ask, what about 17, 18, 26 and 29 please ?

And thank you for your words on my post, I do hope motivation will find me sooner or later haha

Hello there, thank you for entertaining me with some asks. 😘

17 something you’ve learnt for a fic

i leant a range of bee facts for bee careful what you say where Buck rescues a bee and Eddie spouts bee facts he’s picked up from Buck

18 favourite lines from a fic you’ve written

Just shared my favourite in a previous ask so I’ll give you another one I like

He knew it would be like this. He needs to remember it will always be like this but although the Prince doesn’t ask him to dance he does look at him, whenever he gets a chance, over the shoulders of his partners, as he spins them around or from across the room while he sips his wine and while he smiles and nods whenever he can there are blue eyes staring at him.

And Eddie stares back. Blue always was his favourite colour.

26 is there something you’ve written you wouldn’t want your family to see

Any of my E rated fics!

29 share a bit from a fic you’ll never post or a cut scene

I was working on a demisexual Eddie finds out hot actually exists once he gets closer to Buck.

You see the thing is he forgets.

Forgets how ridiculously attractive he is. He hadn’t thought that when they’d first met.

Of course he'd been able to tell buck always was an objectively a handsome man, a definite contender for that ridiculous calender Buck had been obsessed with back them but he hadn’t personally found him attractive. That wasn’t a surprise Buck was a guy and in general Eddie doesn’t lose his head over a pretty face or well shaped body.

Which is why it had been such a shock the day he did. He rembers the first time he’d felt that physical pull towards Buck. The first time he’d looked and thought wow. That had happened at the station too. He’d been getting closer with Buck, the other man showing up for him in a way no one ever had before, finding his place in his and Christopher’s lives as if he was meant to be there. Buck had walked past him in a t shirt that was far too tight and shorts that hung low on his hips and thrown him a blinding smile. Eddie had walked straight into the table causing a chorus of protests as coffee spilt everywhere.

His heart had raced and his blood had heated.

#ask games #writer asks

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the-gods-dam-snack-bar · 1 year

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Do I know you?

(Set In an Au) Bree was J.D's Best friend,so she was very concerned when he seemed really distant. "Hey Jason, You okay..?" "Yeah..Its Just" He took a Deep Breath. "Im moving....today" "Your WHAT?, You cant!" Bree said. "Its my dad who says were moving, I don't decide, im so sorry Bree" His voice was on the brink of tears, which was the first time, he felt like this since his mom died. "Okay, Just please don't forget me" Bree said finding herself crying now. "I wont" J.D reached over, wiped the tears from Bree's eyes, cradled her face and kissed her. It was both of there first's. "Uh thanks Jason.." "Now i wont forget about you"

4-5 ish years later, Bee had forgotten about J.D and his Kiss. Now at 18 his life was full of trying to be a popular girl, (despite being trans) parties, football games and sleeping with jocks. J.D however had move back to Boulder, Colorado and was looking for the girl who had been his best friend and first kiss. He really missed her, He tried dating someone else..(but she kinda blew up, him off )but he didn't feel the same spark. It took him a minute, he almost didnt recognize bee but when he did, his heart stopped. Bee was so much more attractive then when J.D left him. He had spotted Bee talking to some girls, but he had never been one to care what people said about him. So he walked up to him and practically dragged him to an empty classroom. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!" Bee protested as J.D dragged him. "LET GO!" Same ol' Bree J.D thought.

J.D plopped Bee on a desk, and started taking of his own trench coat and shirt. "Damn~! and Dude, I love hook-ups but i don't even know your name" "You don't?" J.D looked Sad "No,Sorry" "Its Jason.." "That dosnt ring a bell.." "I was your first kiss" "No, that was a sweet little kid, your a super hot man. "Well thank you, your not so bad yourself darling~" Bees face lit up like red christmas lights. "Wow uh heh um" He had been apologized for his body a million times but he was so attractive and made Bee feel good about himself. "Awww, Did i make you blush~?" J.D teased. Bee nodded, the memories of J.D had came flooding back to him and he prefered this J.D much more. J.D leaned down and started making out with bee, running his hand under Bees shirt. It was so much more mature then their first, but Bee also liked it more. "So do you rember me now~?" Bee nodded "Jason, i uh really liked it but" "But what?" "I have a boyfriend" "Thats okay.. Meet me at 12 am, Same house as last time i was here." He said, kissed Bee again then left.

Bee entered J.Ds room through his window "Heyyyyy Jason~" Bee sat on the foot of J.Ds bed and started taking off his clothes. Blush rose to J.Ds cheeks and he turned his face so he couldn't see Bee. But he looked just a little. "Bree-uh what are you doing?" "Two things, Since were friends..can you call me Bee?" "Yeah of course..why?" "Im trans." "Okay then Bee~ " J.D said running his hand through bees hair. "Whats the second thing?" He asked Bee. "Well uh i thought you wanted Sex." J.D shook his head "No, i mean not yet,well uh maybe. But I thought we could get rid of your boyfriend" "Jason, We cheat on each other all the time, I can just be with you" "No Bee, I want to Be with you, like in public, and everything, ive been waiting for years. Plus im Good at getting rid of people." "Okay Jason, i trust you" Bee leaned in and kissed J.D

Bee Led J.D to his boyfriends house and to their room. "Oh hey Bree" His boyfriend Said groggily. J.D didn't allow more talking. He pulled out a knife, slit Bees boyfriend wrists and shot him. Then Bee started sobbing "JASON, WHAT DID YOU DO?" "I Got rid of him." J.D picked up Bee, spun him around a little, and kissed him. "Welcome to Being my Boyfriend.

#Thanks Blue for the Town #Murderous love #bee x j.d

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hirik0 · 8 months

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You always meet twice part 5

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

Ghost/Soap

Ghost wakes up first, after the longest sleep he had in months, years if high on pain meds in medical dosent count. Its warm, really warm and it can't be the sun because its cloudy. He looks at Soap and nearly pushes the Scot out of bed. If it would be possible. Soaps limbs sling around him like a fucking octopus, ironically on the tv is a octopus or sea animal documentary running. He try to remove one of Soaps arm from him what only leads the scot to cling more on to Ghost. "Fucking hell, Johnny", Ghost complains under his breath, really inconvenient. Soap moves in his sleep and Ghost thinks he's moving away from him but it's the opposite. Soap basicly rolls on to him their legs so intwinded that Ghost has no i dea how rto even untangle them. He should never have given Soap special treatment in the first place. And still the cold in his bones is gone melted away by the clingy scot. With no other choice but to stay in bed Ghost watches the TV seeing how the octopus is using a coconut as a mobile hide, atleast he will not get bored till Soap wakes up. Nobody has to know he is not waking Soap up to kick him finally out. He's in trouble and Soap will still get special treatment.

Soap wakes up 2 hours later to someone talking. He's memories are fuzzy, his head arching, hungover as fuck. He trys to figure out what happend after his 6th drink. He remebers a taxi ride back to the hotel with Gaz, Price and Laswell. He rembers Price making sure he gets into his room. After this thinks are still fuzzy. "Yes, of course, will be ready by then", the voice says then humming a few times. The person must be on a phone call. He burrys his face more in to the pillow , a very firm pillow that is moving? His brain is slowly putting one and one together. A person on a phone call, his 'pillow' moving he must be with someone else in his hotel room. "Soap you're awake?", the voice, the very familiar voice is asking him. Ghost, he's in the same bed with Ghost oh fuck what did drunk Soap do and think. Probably something really dumb. "Aye", he says not wanting to move. "Our plane goes in 3 hour, we meet in the lobby in 40", Ghost simply informs him, as if Soap being in bed with him is normal. He was likely on the phone with Price Soap puts things together. Soap makes incoherent noice of protest, to much rest sleep in his brain to move, trying to get the moment as long as he can. He dont want to leave bed yet, likes beeing so close to Ghost. "C'mon Sergeant you need to get ready", Ghost says a lot firmer, while he trys to shove Soap off of him. "Is that an order Lt?", Soap ask sleepy, clinging more to the taller man. He hears Ghost huff amused. "It can become one. You have your key card?", Ghost ask and Soap is making a confused sound why did he need his key card in his room? Some pieces of yesterday return to him. Hes standing in front of Ghost door. Oh fucking hell, what did he do? He rolls of Ghost, strugels a bit to get his legs free, thanks fuck he's still fully dressed and drunk Soap did not forget the key card. "35 minutes you better hurry up." "Did we? Ehh..." god he cant even ask, but he needs to now, he wants to know what they did yesterday. "We just watched TV, till you fall asleep right after you reassured me that you're not about to fall asleep a few." Well if thats the worst he did, Soap can live with it. "Ah, sorry for ehh.. I should go for a quick shower...", Soap stammers before rolling out of bed like a walrus of a ice floe. "See you in 30 Sergeant.", Ghost just says getting out of bed himself. When he walks out Ghost room he runs straight in to Gaz. "Having a walk of shame?", Gaz snikers amsued. "Ah shut up Gaz", Soap hisses, his cheeks burning hot is not helping. With out looking any further at Gaz he is disappearing in his room. He looks at his own phone having several missed calls and giving Price a life signal before he rushes in to he bathroom for a much needed shower. He somehow gets ready in record time and of course he mets Gaz in the elevator again. He's sure Gaz waited for him to ask more questions. "So?", Gaz ask clearly referring to earlier. "Could not sleep watched TV with the Lt." Gaz looks at him as if he trys to fool him. "You watched TV with Ghost?" "Yes." Gaz is squinting his eyes unsure if he believes Soap or not. "God Gaz, as if Ghost would do something like this to risk his career", Soap hisses when they step out in the lobby seeing Ghost and Price talk. "Sergeants", Price greats them look lingering a bit longer in Soap Ghost just nods shortly before ignoring them. Does Price know? Did Ghost tell him? Shit it's not like anything happened besides him clinging to Ghost like a koala to a tree and then used Ghost as his personal pillow. God he really did something. And Ghost didn't even wore his mask and he didn't got a good second look. Oh shit no he will not under any circumstances fall for his embarrassing teenage crush again. No, he's an adult now, he is just admiring Ghost skill and not having his 17 years old dream come true, he's his CO now anyway so he's of limits not to forget according to Tommy Ghost is not even in to guys. So no need to get some teenager hopes up, he probably also should apologise to Ghost later.

Ghost is the first in the lobby waiting for the others, Price is the first one to come down. "Ghost, you now why I couldn't reach Soap but he still knew he had 30 minutes to get ready?", Price ask him suspiciously. "He couldn't sleep, we watched TV", Ghost tells the truth clipped. Price raises a eyebrow. "Well I'm pretty sure that I made sure that Soap ended up in his OWN room", Price conters agitated. "Yeah and he very drunk called me and said he's in front of my door." "And you let him in your room?", Price ask suprised. "What's that really about Price?", Ghost ask hating this tip toeing around the topic. "Heared Gaz ask Soap if he has his walk of shame." Ghost is glad is mask because his face is dropping in utter shock. "So nothing happened?", Price ask stern needig the conformation for his own piece of mind and because it would mean no paper work. "What the fuck Price, you know i would never especially when someone is as drunk as Soap was. And never with a subordinate", Ghost hisses having trouble to keep his voice down now in his anger. "It's not about you it's about how Soap looked at your face when you revealed it", Price hisses clearly getting pissed by Ghost attitude. "Soap and I meet before Al Mazrah. He was friends with Tommy when I just enlisted", Ghost explains equally pissed hating he has to reveal part of his past. Price eyes widen in suprise of this answer. "I oh, does he know?", Price ask referring to the death of his family. "No. Told him we don't talk anymore.", Ghost answers making Price look at him as if he had two heads now. "Thats defently a way to say Tommy died", Price sighs shaking his head. "Could not tell him that on the flight here. Could I?", Ghost hisses angry. "You should tell him, Soap will probably look it up when we are back at home base." "Was that all Captain?", Ghost ask hopeing their talk is over. Soap and Gaz are leaving the elevator getting closer. "The rest can wait till we are back." Ghost hate how this sounds but stays silent as the Sergeants are closing in. He has the feeling he gets a alcohol and cigare therapy sasion with Price as soon as they touch britisch soil.

Soap sits next to Gaz in the flight back. Needing all his metal energy to just look at the wall in front of him. Ghost sits in a dark spot in the plane only his silhouette to see. Soap also feels how Price is looking at him from time to time. Did he fuck up, with ending up in Ghost room? According to Ghost nothing happend and he also didn't feel any arches that would make him think other wise. It's not like Price can see through walls and saw them cuddel. So maybe he didn't fuck up, to bad. Gaz gives him meaningful glances from time to time and its annoying but he dont want to talk about it in a fucking plane, because he is probably about to lose his shit. Jesus fucking Christ it can't be that bad now can it? Why ate they all looking him, its drives him nuts. They dont thing that, he tryed to get in Ghost pants right? They are not wrong, but he cant be that obvious. Right? right! "You good Soap?", Gaz asks him. "Yes", Soap lies, nothing is good. He has a crush on his coamding officer and everyone fucking knows. "Don't worry about it, Price does not look like hes ready to rip you a new one." "Thanks Gaz." "Sorry for putting you in this postion, Price overheared me asking you about your walk of shame." "It was not a walk of shame." Gaz gets a bit closer wispering in Soaps ear: "Sorry i assumed, but you look at Ghost face all doe eyed in the safe house." "I meet Ghost when he was still Simon Riley. Did thought i would see the big brother of a friend in fucking Las Almas", Soap hisses their talk catching the attention from Ghost. "What, spill", Gaz says very intressted. "Meet at a illegal rave." "Are you trying to fuel me? Cant imagin Ghost at a fuckign rave", Gaz says in disbelief, he really trys to imagin a younger ghost at a rave. He even imagin him with his stupid skull mask, it feels wrong, broding Ghost at a colorfull rave waving glow sticks and dancing. "Was not his scene back then either, but he he was there with his brother." Soap explains with out getting in anymore details. Unknow to them Ghost is silently aproaching them to put a stop to waht ever Soap is sharing. "I think you broke my brain Soap. Cant even imagin Ghost in a normal club, let alone a rave", Gaz hisses. "I never saw him dance, cant imagin him enjoying being on the dancefloor." "You two finish gossiping?", Ghost asks them not liking Soap talking about his past, making the Sergeants flinch and knock their heads together. "Yes", they answer in unison and Ghost walks back in the shadows.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #call of duty modern warfare ii #kyle gaz garrick #captain price #soap mctavish

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maximoffslilwitchintraining · 2 years

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Summary: Natasha is a pirate, while stopping at a small village she meets Wanda.

Warnings: angst, suicide attempt, self harm, sexual activity, poorly written… my apologies I might redo it sometime

Word count:3400ish

A/N: so I watched our flag means death and then I started typing, couple hours later I had this 😅 if you like it I would much appreciate it if you like or reblog and if you don’t… don’t tell me 😌

I: flashback

~: Time skip

The sun burned on her skin as she twisted and turned the fruit in her hand closely examening it. It was discoloured and had started to mold, like most other fruits she had picke dup so far. Wanda still liked tto take her time at the market, it wa sone of the only things she enjoyed. One of the only times she got to be around people. One of the only times she got to walk around and explore without someone acomanying her.

“Ma’am? Are buying that?” Wanda looked up at the man infront of her, realisng she must have been standing there for quite some time.

“Yes I-” She was distarcted by a crowd that was slowly forming. A sword fight had broken out close by, and one individual was slowly taking out several men, while barely breaking a sweat. Wanda put down the fuit giving the man a sheepish smile, before walking away. She slowly made her way closer, Wnada had a tendency to get herself into trouble. She craved excitment and was therefore often attracted to any sort of high jinx she could find. She pushed past a couple cheeering men til she could get a good look of the them. The person in question was dressed quite handsomely, despite their clothes being dirty and ripped. A piece of cloth was tied around their face, covering everything from the nose and down. They wore a tricorne hat that was now tipped slightly to the side. Wandas eyes followed the individual as they ducked moving quickly and expertedly as they swung their sword. Every movement was smooth and thought through, it seemed easy for them. She was completley captured by the stranger. She was brought back to reality as applause and cheers broke out, all the opnents were down. In that moment she saw their eyes for the first time, they were an rich green that got wanda feeling some type of way. Just then those green eyes found Wanda, which was when she realise she was practically druelling. The stranger gave her a quick wink before walking away from the crowd.

She stood there taking it in for a minute before she left. She dreamt of the stranger all the way to the lake, she so often went to. She hadn’t meant to end up there, but her body seemed to have walked on it’s own. This was where she went to be alone. To get away from everything, and simply dream of a diffrent world. One that only existed in Wandas head, but that gave her the break she needed from real life. She Sat there leaning against a tree for quite sometime. It was her usual dream at first, a small house by a lake, out in the midst of nowhere, where she’d live along with a few animals and othe rmagical cretures, of Wandas own creation, but it wasn’t long til the stranger from before made their way into her head. She rembered how they had moved and when those green eyes were on her. She imagined what it be like to have their eyes on her again, roaming over her body, those skilled hands on her waist, then her hip, maybe they’d move even lower. Wanda pressed her thighs together sighing at the thought. She let her own hand slip between her thighs over her skirt putting some pressure, while imaging it wasn’t her hand at all. She could not get much further before the sound of a branch snapping, starteled her. She turned around, to find the source of the sound. The same person that had just been touching Wanda in her dreams was stood there eyeing her curiously.

“I hope I didn’t interupt anything.” Wanda could hear the smirk in their voice. She quickly turned back to the lake, in embaressment.

“No, what could you possibly be interupting.” She prayed they hadn’t actually seen what she had been up to, but in that moment she felt as though the stranger might as well have read her thoughts.

“I don’t know. Just making sure I’m not intruding.” They seemed sincere saying that, so Wanda push past her embaressment to give them a friendly smile. A hand was offered which Wanda took and the stranger slowly lifted it to their lips stopping just before.

“I’m Natasha.” She said before lowering the scraf and uvailing her face, before kissing Wandas hand gently. Wanda blinked, clearly taken aback.

“Not what you expected?” Natasha cocked one eyebrow.

“I- no? I mean I don’t know what i expected.” She shyed away from Nats face. Picking at the grass to calm herself.

“Well I hope i didn’t disapoint.” She laughed. “Can I sit?.” Wanda nods eagerly, making Natasha laugh again.

“I wouldn’t say I’m disapointed.” Wanda gave her a smirk. “Can I ask why you cover your face?”

“It’s easier to get caught if everyone knows what you look like.“ Nat, winked.

“Oh..” She thought about it for a second. “Then why risk it showing me now? I saw you take those men out earlier.”

“Are you planning on reporting me?” Wanda shook her head. “Yeah I didn’t think so.” Natasha smiled. That didn’t really answer Wandas question, but she didn’t press.

“So what are you doing sitting here all by yourself?” She looked out over the lake searching for what it was Woman was so mesmerised by.

“I like to come here to think.” She smiles to herself.

“Think about what?” Natasha looked back, seeing how red wandas cheeks had gotten, she decided to not ask further.

“You never told me your name?” She switches the subject.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She blushed further “Wanda.” She stated with a shy smile.

“Nice to meet you Wanda.” Natasha smiled.

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They spent many days toghether by that lake over the next month. Wanda shared some of her favourite daydreams with Natasha and to her suprise the woman did not find them odd or silly. She listened carefully and added her own thoughts and ideas. Wanda was no longer alone in her made up world, now there was Natasha and together they would sit and dream together.

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“Come on!” Natasha was already in the water floating on her back, as Wanda slowly undressed. She had never quite gotten over the small infatuation wth Natasha after that first day. She was no doubt beautiful and seeing her now in only her wet linnen, which clung to her body in such a way, that it left nothing to the imagination, Wanda struggled to keep her mind straight.

nontheless she got in the water and swam over to Natasha, who grinned wide. She could have sworn the redheads eyes breefly went to her chest, but assumed it was only wishful thinking. As Wanda got swept up in her own thoughts, Nat saw her chance and splashed her right in her face, only to disapear under the surface.

“Natasha!” she swam after her, throwing her arms around her ones she caught up. Nat’s arms easily found their way around Wandas waist holding her up. She tried her best to hold her pout, but couldn’t help but giggle.

“I cought you.” She whispered, proud smile on her lips.

“Yes you did, now what?” She pulled her closer.

“I didn’t plan this far.” Wanda admitted with giggle. Nat just hummed letting Wanda down.

“Why don’t you tell me what you were doing when I found you here the first time?” She’s about to protest, but Natasha pushes one of her thighs between her legs making wanda jump slightly. “Or well what you were trying to do… you really weren’t getting anywhere like that sweetheart.” Wanda let out a small gasp.

“You saw?” Nat just nods. Wanda quickly hid her face in embaressment.

“No need to be shy.” She grabs Wandas hips helping her move along

her thigh. A small “oh” is heard from Wanda who still hiding her face in Natashas neck. Soon she starts moving on her own. Her movements gets more and more desperate, clining to Natasha as she moans feeling the plessure build.

“That’s better, good girl.” She whispers into Wandas ear. She lets her grind on her thigh for a bit longer, before she stops her.

“Did i do something wrong?” Wanda looks up in cofusion.

“No, darling, you were doing so well, but we better dry off before I have to go.”

Nat lies down in the grass, and Wanda follows. Snuggling into her side, she felt incredible. Natasha was soft and warm and her hand naturally found a rhythm, as her fingers caressed up and down Wanda’s back. She hadn’t felt this good in a long time, maybe ever. In fact she used to feel quite the opposite.

“Good morning” Wanda forced a cheery smile as she sat down at the table. Her mother sent her a smile, watching her as she sat at the table.

“What’s wrong?” She asked furrowing her brows. Wanda shook her head, shrugging slightly trying her best to seem indifferent about the question. Her mother made her way over, pulling out a chair, and once she had managed to make eye contact once more, she restated her question.

“What’s wrong?” Wanda broke, tears rolling down her cheeks, she couldn’t hold it in. However no words came out, all she could do was cry and shake her head.

“You have to tell me, I can’t help if you don’t tell me.” She held onto her mothers wrist, in an attempt to stop her body from shaking.

“I am just so sad. I'm so tired. All of the time, I can’t take it anymore. I have no will to get up in the morning, the simplest things feel too heavy, too hard. And when I do not feel pain I feel empty and numb. I’m so indifferent to everything, that if a horse carriage ran me over tomorrow, then so be it.” Those words lay heavy in the air, she wasn’t sure what possessed her to speak so bluntly, but she couldn’t deny the relief it gave her, letting it all out. It was all true, there was not a word she didn’t mean. It had even gotten so far that Wanda had started searching for pain just to feel something.

“Oh dear..” She paused watching her now almost fully grown daughter turn back into a little girl crying helplessly in front of her. It must hurt, Wanda knew that. It must be painful to watch your child like that. That was why the words she said next meant so much.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay.” She was pulled into her mothers arms. “You will be fine and we’re here to help you. I promise you will be okay, but right now why don’t you go rest.”

Sleep took her quickly, exhausted by it all, she slept almost all day. Around 4pm Wanda made her way downstairs, groggy with sleep and eyes sore from crying, but with a new small hope of a way out of the grey. She found her parents getting ready to leave, they had been invited to the Gardener's for the evening and wouldn’t be back till late in the night. Wanda begged them to stay or to at least come home earlier, the night was always the worst.

“Don’t be silly Wanda, you’re a grown woman you can handle being on your own for one night.” She ignored the hurt and simply nodded. They were just getting ready to leave when Wanda remembered something she wanted to ask.

“Mother, do you think you can get me an appointment with the doctor.” She twisted in her spot, unsure of how to phrase it.

“Whatever for? Are you ill?” She said this while searching for her scarf.

“Well… no, but I thought he could help with my moods. He may know what’s wrong with me.”

“Oh, I don’t think that’s necessary.” She chuckled slightly.

“But-” She tried to collect her thoughts. “Please mother, I can’t sort this out on my own-” She had to choke back a cry before continuing. “I need help.” She sounded desperate now, voice finally cracking. This caught her attention. Her mother's eyes went to Wanda for the first time during that conversation.

“Please, don’t do this Wanda. Not right now, we’re late. You’re a young girl with a lot of emotions, and proclivity for the dramatics.” She sighs. “That’s the problem.“ She shifts her gaze towards the floor in front of Wanda once more, before speaking again. “This will blow over, like so many other things, you’ll see.” With that the door shut and Wanda clutched the wall to steady herself. She had never felt more alone in the world then in that moment, as her knees gave in and she fell to the floor.

She spent what felt like forever on that floor, once the crying stopped she was left with a hollow feeling in her chest, for a moment she wasn’t sure if she was still in this world. So far detached, nothing felt real. every now and again she felt a twinge of pain and that’s what got her back up on her feet. She grabbed the first best bottle off her fathers liquor shelf. She couldn’t feel this anymore. Couldn’t stand another second. There was no hope, no chance of a happy ending. It was over, she felt it and she accepted it. She walked around that night flask in hand until it was emptied, at which point she shucked it in a bush, tripping in the process and almost going with it. She scraped her hands and knees and yet she just smiled. She sat there laughing for a bit, before slapping her already wounded hands against the ground, causing a jolt of pain, she sighed. She had lost it completely she thought, and yet she couldn’t care less.

She made her way into the woods. Now and again she thought she heard footsteps close by, the alcohol and the numbness made her not care. She slipped out of her shoes, before continuing her walk, only coming to a stop when her feet met the cold wet pebbles. With slow steps she slowly let the cold water rise til it reached her chin. Her whole body shook, but it was not painful. She wasn’t there, in her body, not truly. She looked up to the moon before shoving her head under water. She struggled to fight the panic, opting for a deep inhale. Just then a loud noise was heard from above the surface and Wandas body jolt up. She caughed and caghed, Spitting up water. It burned behing her nose and at the back of her throat. When her eyes adjusted she found the noise had come from the other side of the lake, a group of drunken men stood cheering as two of them took turns, firing their guns at a tree branch. Which proved hard, when neither could see straight, clearly intoxicated. Scared now to be seen, she dragged herself out of the lake. Grabbing her shoes she found her way back to the road and just like that drenched from top to toe, she walked through town looking like one of the undead.

Her sobs came back as she slowly sobered up. “I’m so tired, just so tired.” She cried to herself. Tripping as her wet feet struggled to get a grip on the wet cobblestones. “I just-” she inhaled, the air painful in her tight chest. ”I just want to feel safe.” She had not expected that word to come out of her mouth, but when it did she burst into tears once more. That was exactly it. What she had searched for. With so many people. Her whole life she longed for someone that could give her just that. Safety. Not necessarily in the physical sense, but rather emotionally. Someone who could hold her emotions, her pain, her joy and not look at her with disgust or dismiss them all together. To have someone truly see that she was feeling something, and that was worth taking note of. No matter the size of the emotion, it existed, it wasn’t wrong and it was important.

Her mother was the closest to that safety she had felt. Though it was always unpredictable. What was a warm hug one day, could turn to a cold shrug and simply be overlooked the next. Never being sure what to expect, as it continuously tugged at her heart until she decided to stop it herself. She couldn’t make her mother see her fully, but If she did not offer her heart and bare her emotions there was nothing to reject. The only pain in that was knowing that removing the possibility of rejection also removed the possibility of acceptance. Which meant slipping up from time to time. Forgetting what the risks were of asking for reassurance. Each time she swore to never do it again. As it seemed the good days became rarer and the few times it did happen the tears always came flowing.

Laying there right now with her nose pressed to Natasha’s cheek, she felt it. Safe. Of course she knew Natasha would never hurt her, but that was never a fear. However the way she so carefully cared about every facet of Wanda, that was safety. She held her emotions without question, not a single thing was unimportant or silly and because Natasha afforded her that safety, there was a freedom, freedom to lay back and truly feel comfortable and content. To feel at peace. The otherwise constant static noise in Wandas head stopped. It was silent. It was a relief. She never wanted to leave this moment. She never wanted to leave Natasha.

“Sweetheart.” Natashas voice was as soft, against Wandas cheek. She was in that beautiful place between consiousness and slumber, where dreams and reality mix, still able to hear, smell, touch, but her mind was in a diffrent world and at peace for ones. Wanda hums in response, pushing herself closer to Natashas body.

“Honey, it’s getting late, I think you better head home.”

“Just a little longer.” She hid her face puching away the rising icky feeling in her tummy, wanting to stay in her blizz for just a bit longer.

“Sweetheart, I have to go.” Wanda knew this day would come. Natasha had warned her she would have to leave eventually.

“Let me come with you, please Natasha, I don’t Want to be apart from you.” Natasha goes to respond, but before she can Wanda continues. “I could be a pirate, don’t you think.” She grabbed Natashas hat and swung around a stick, prentending it was a sword. Natasha laughed pulling her to sit in her lap.

“I can’t with good concionce bring you into a life of crime darling, it’s not an easy life, Wanda and you have it good here, you’re safe.” It hurt her to say that, she didn’t want to say it. she wanted to agree. To bring Wanda with her, but she knew that wasn’t the right thing to do.

“Nat, we can have the life we dream of, you and me together, out on an adventure at sea, completely free.” She pleaded, tears forming in her eyes.

“No, Wanda it can’t happen.” She got up, kissing her on the cheek.

“Will you come say goodbye by the port?” Wanda only nodded, she was trying her best not to cry.

The walk was silent, both mourning the past couple of weeks while trying to not think of the fact that they may never see eachother again. Nat covered her face ones again as they got to the pier.

“Goodbye, Wanda.” She grabbed her and kissed her holding her for a couple seconds before lettiing her go and walking aboard. She stood there letting the tears roll down her cheeks. Wondering why this seemed so easy for Natasha. She did not look up until she was sure Nat was out of sight.

Without so much as a second thought, fueled by the the horrible idea of loosing Natasha forever, she climbed into one of the wooden boxes that was to be carried aboard the ship and waited.

She contemplated many times getting back out. It was absolutely insane to sneak aboard a pirate ship after all and how well did she actually know Natasha. Before she could make up her mind the decison was made for her, as the cargo was carried aboard the ship.

To be continued….?

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