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thef1diary · 20 days

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Baby Jr | One

— Friendly Banter

Series summary: The teasing, fleeting touches became much more on the night Carlos won, the sexual tension between you two reached a breaking point. Perhaps it was that night, or the many nights that followed, but you were pregnant with his child, putting you in a difficult situation.

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pairing: carlos sainz x reader

Warnings: allusions to smut but no actual smut yet

wc: 2.9k

Note: here it is, the first chapter of many more to come. lemme know what you think, feedback is always appreciated.

You had caught the eye of a certain Ferrari driver from the moment you joined the team. He always looked at you in fascination, having the urge to find a way to figure you out but that's all it was for the longest time. Until it wasn't.

Carlos Sainz vividly remembers the first time he set his eyes on you. He was on his way to leave the headquarters in Maranello while you were on your way inside. Carlos' gaze was watchful, almost heavy with judgment as you hurried in through the doors with more items in your arms than you should've been able to carry.

He almost stopped you to ask who you were, but he noticed the badge clipped onto your jeans, media personnel. You had already passed him before he could read your name, and shook his head knowing that your name was the more important detail compared to your role.

You hadn't noticed him that day, but he noticed you.

He didn't see you again until the new season came around, having almost forgotten about your brief encounter at the end of the previous year. He had to do a double take once he saw you setting up the cameras for some content he was supposed to record along with his teammate.

It was a simple video that required the drivers to answer a few questions sent in by their fans, something that should've been easy since they've done it before. But he couldn't focus on anything but you. Given that you were the ones asking the questions, reading them off the short stack of cards you had in your hand, he wasn't outed for being distracted.

Knowing the drivers still had a busy day ahead of them, you began packing up the items once the video was filmed. Keeping your eyes locked on the task, you expected the drivers to be led away by their PR managers, so you were surely startled once you heard a voice acknowledging you.

Carlos stayed back, and roaming your gaze for a split second behind him, Charles had left. You knew who he was of course, after all you followed the sport for many years before you were given the opportunity to work for one of the teams.

"I don't think we properly met, I'm Carlos." He extended his hand out and you gladly accepted, shaking it while introducing yourself. You found it sweet that despite being one of the two faces of the team, he still introduced himself like you didn't know who he was.

As a junior media employee who was still relatively new to the team, you were informed in advance that you would rarely be interacting with the drivers.

So it wasn't surprising that while working in the same team, you rarely saw Carlos in person. Working under Silvia—the head of communications—you would usually be the one tasked to edit the challenge videos, creating enough content from various footage to keep the fans engaged. The few times you did see him in person was to conduct media challenges that the team planned every once in a while to give the fans a chance to know the drivers underneath their helmets.

As the season went on, you found that you were indeed given the wrong information; you did in fact meet the drivers again and again. You were given many opportunities to travel with the team, and it would've been absurd if you denied those opportunities—not that you had a choice since you were needed at almost every race.

You were glad to experience the thrill of Formula 1 from the front row seats, able to watch all the sessions in the weekend itself but also be a part of the journey with the drivers that not many people get to see.

It was inevitable to befriend many people along the way, especially with their welcoming nature despite some news outlets suggesting otherwise. Formula 1 could be considered as one giant family that obviously had issues every once in a while but no one outside of the sport could relate to them like each other. Especially since it was described like a traveling circus by a few drivers.

While you had befriended many other employees whether it was within your team or others, you also spoke to the other eighteen drivers often.

But no other driver invaded your thoughts like Carlos did.

You didn't know if you were overthinking it all, but you believed that Carlos was a tad bit too friendly compared to Charles or even any other driver for that matter.

Whether it was a compliment that left you a blushing mess, a lingering look that followed you until you left the room, or even a small graze of his fingers against your back while crossing your path, you couldn't think of anyone but him lately.

You heard a Monégasque accent calling your name and you slowed your pace, allowing him to catch up to you as you greeted without needing to look to see who it was, "Charles"

"Here, it's still hot," he was holding two disposable cups of coffee in his hands, extending one towards you.

You gestured to your own hands, carrying one too many things again.

He sighed, "I still don't know how you do that." He stopped walking as he neared a surface to put down the cups. "Here, give it to me," he spoke but didn't let you make a decision as he grabbed the various folders, a clipboard, and a tablet from your hands. You were still holding on to a tripod and a camera but he freed up one of your hands so you could hold the cup.

"I will have to let you know, that tablet you're holding, is very valuable to the team," you stated, mainly in a joking manner because you knew he wouldn't do anything to it.

"Oh is it now? What's on it?" Charles asked once you resumed walking, this time sipping on your coffee before answering his question. "First, perfect," you hummed, gesturing towards the cup. "Second, it has all the schedules for meetings, interviews, and everything that you or Carlos could possibly need a reminder for during the weekend."

He gasped, almost offended, "I do not need reminders for anything during the weekend, not like Carlos does."

Despite how it may seem, your role didn't entail being a driver's assistant. In fact your job was to manage a few social media accounts and create content that included the drivers as much as possible but every now and then you also helped the company keep the public images of the drivers reputable.

Lately, Carlos had been finding reasons to talk to you, and most of that time would be spent reviewing his schedule multiple times throughout the day.

"He can be a little forgetful sometimes," you commented but Charles shook his head.

"A little? He needed you to remind him what time the race was."

You grimaced, knowing Charles was correct. "Well, you're his teammate so you know him better than I do."

"Yeah, I guess I'll ask him, thanks for the coffee," Charles stated as you two entered a meeting room. There were still fifteen minutes before it started, but you preferred to use that time so you could prepare yourself for all the notetaking it usually required. Since you were still a fairly new employee, you wanted to absorb all the information like a sponge.

Confused, you responded back, "you're the one who got the coffee."

He placed the items he was holding on the table, then noticing the time on his watch, a brief gasp overtaking his expression. "Thanks for the company then, I'll see you later," he playfully winked like he always did before leaving the room.

Moments later, a knock distracts you from reviewing the previous notes and stats from the last meeting. Thinking it was Charles, you ask, "did you forget somet- oh, Carlos."

"Are you busy?" He asks as he leans his forearms on the back of a chair. Shaking your head you respond, "not really, what's up?"

"I forget how crazy the crowds can get outside, so can I stay here for a few minutes?" You smile, "of course you can, come sit." He rolled a chair out and sighed in relief after finally getting off his feet.

Carlos closed his eyes for a moment relishing in the moments of silence in his hectic life. It didn't last long as you hummed a random tune which you usually did while working. It was so faint but since it was completely silent otherwise, Carlos' ears perked up as he heard it.

Instead of looking for the moments of silence he thought he needed earlier to even do a simple task as breathing, Carlos leaned forward with his usual watchful gaze focused on you. "Are you planning on more ways for us to make a fool out of ourselves?" He asked.

You chuckled, "I would never do that." Carlos gave you a look that indicated he didn't believe you.

"The last challenge was planned by you, no?" He countered and when you sheepishly smiled, he knew he was correct.

"You know, Charles is right," you spoke after a few moments of silence.

"How so?" He leaned back, stretching his arms above his head for a moment that almost caused you to lose track of your thoughts. You've gotten better at keeping yourself calm and collected around Carlos lately, but you still took a little moment to appreciate how his muscles flexed in the full sleeved shirt he wore.

"There's a team debrief happening in about five minutes where you're needed, and it's a bit of a walk so I'm wondering if you're gonna reach in time." To confirm your words, he glanced at his watch, raising his eyebrows when he realized you were spot on.

"You know my schedule so well now," he couldn't help but comment, chuckling as he did so.

"Only because you forget it," you retaliated.

"Maybe I do that on purpose," he stood up, once again stretching to the point where the hem of his shirt raised a bit, revealing a sliver of skin that your gaze immediately shifted to. While you might've gotten better, you still needed a bit more practice every now and then. Carlos chuckled when you didn't have a response right away, knowing you were distracted but he didn't feel the need to expose you just yet.

As he pulled his shirt down, your eyes snapped to his, finally coming up with a response "and almost get me fired for making you late?"

He shrugged, "maybe." You knew he would never do such a thing that would jeopardize your job, so you shrugged off his comment.

"Go now, Sainz" you urged, waving your hand to emphasize your point.

"I'm going, I'm going, relax, cariño." You could hear his laugh as he left the room, and you didn't focus on the papers in front of you until his footsteps had faded away.

It was just friendly banter, you reminded yourself even after hearing the nickname he gave you. Sometimes your conversations were borderline flirtatious, but it was still fine. Until it wasn't.

As the year progressed further, you were no longer just an employee with a career in motorsport; you were a member of the team that celebrated each high while consoling and sticking together during the lows.

While your job wasn't directly connected to the race, nor could you help in changing the outcome like the mechanics and engineers could, you helped uplift the mood in the room on multiple occasions.

Which is why when Carlos stood on the top step of the podium, claiming his first place trophy that would eventually become a part of a larger collection, you felt like you won.

The spray of champagne reached the crowd of his team waiting below the podium. A laugh bubbled up your throat as Carlos tried to aim the spill of the drink in the team principal's mouth standing on the floor a few feet away from you.

A proud smile grew on your face as you watched the drivers and a representative from your team that collected the constructors trophy gathered together on the top step to take a photo.

The celebrations continued in the team garage, since both drivers made it on the podium. The energy buzzing through each member was noticeable, knowing that this win would be celebrated until the next. After the team photo was taken, the champagne popped once again.

A few people were able to get away from becoming soaked, others were being targeted. Charles managed to slip away, but Carlos couldn't. He happily accepted the spray, soaking his race suit further after the podium.

His eyes however, darted across the crowd and landed on you. Standing just out of reach of the champagne shenanigans but still close enough to celebrate, Carlos decided to pull you even closer.

Grabbing the bottle from the nearest person, he covered the top and shook it. Releasing his thumb, he let the fizzy drink spray out, directing it at you this time. "Carlos!" You shrieked, but laughing nonetheless.

Once satisfied, he took a sip from the bottle, his gaze fixed on you as yours moved down to his neck, watching his Adam's apple bob while he swallowed. Passing the bottle to you, you moistened your lips before tipping it up and sipping the cool champagne.

His attention was diverted as Charles had found another bottle of champagne, deciding to drench his teammate even further after the celebrations began to die down. You smiled as Carlos tried to run away, dodging the alcohol, but it quickly dropped once he used you as a shield.

"Oh, no, no, no," you held your hand out at Charles who smiled mischievously, stopping in his tracks right in front of you.

"You are a part of the team," he commented, and you almost ignored his words as you felt Carlos' hands rest on your waist from behind, feeling his breath on your neck.

The heat of your thoughts was ruined when Charles decided to rain champagne down on you, cooling you off instantly. "Charles," you groaned, knowing that it would be an excruciatingly long process to wash all the champagne out of your hair, especially if it began to dry soon.

The team began to disperse, rightfully so as everyone wanted to change out of their champagne soaked clothes, you included. Trying to wring out as much liquid as you could, you muttered a curse under your breath. This was the first time you ever experienced a win like today.

Speaking of, the winner of the race was standing off to the side, shirtless. Carlos had removed his fireproof top but still had his race suit zipped down to his waist and placed a cap on his head backwards to keep his hair out of his face.

You parted your lips and watched his back muscles flex as he moved around, then hastily looked away as he turned. You kept wringing your shirt as he moved past you, and despite the fact that there was enough space for him to pass you without touching you, his fingertips brushed over your back, down to your waist. He lingered on your hip for too long, but he didn't say anything, only smiled when you inhaled deeply.

You had returned to your hotel room and immediately rushed towards the shower. The champagne from earlier had dried, creating an unpleasant sensation as a layer of tackiness remained behind. Washing away all the sweat and champagne, you sighed in relief, standing underneath the shower for a few extra minutes to release all the soreness in your muscles.

You still felt the buzzing excitement of the day running through your veins as you dried and dressed yourself, but you were also exhausted, ready to climb into bed and drift away into the safety of your dreams.

That plan was interrupted as you heard a knock on the door. Pulling your shirt over your body, you peeked through the peephole, smiling when you saw him standing on the other side.

"Oh hello, don't tell me you forgot your room number," you greeted Carlos as you opened the door.

Wetting his lips with his tongue, he was transfixed by the sight of your hair, still wet from your shower, dripping down to your shirt beginning to cling to your body.

"I think I did, tell me you don't remember it either," his voice dropped an octave, and his stare was no longer calculating, but rather enticingly seductive.

"And why would I do that?" You almost whispered, knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him.

He stepped forward, leaning one arm on the doorframe while his gaze glanced over you to briefly look inside the room. "I'm sure yours is big enough for two people."

The corner of your lip turned up at his words, knowing it was just a ploy to let him in. The realization that he desired you just as much as you had grown to want him dawned on you as you stared at him standing in front of you.

Trapping your lip between your teeth for a moment, instantly attracting Carlos' gaze towards them, you nodded.

"Let's check," you stepped back, pulling him inside by the collar of his shirt.

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navybrat817 · 10 months

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Any chance we'll see tattoo artist Steve soon? 🥺

Here's a bit of Steve's birthday, nonnie.

By Any Other Name

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Steve Rogers x Teacher!Female Reader Summary: You're the only thing Steve wants for his birthday. Word Count: Over 900 Warnings: Implied sex, implied oral sex (f. receiving), future couple, Steve Rogers (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: Meet Thorn and Rose, set in the same AU as Hottie and Sugar. ❤️ Thank you to @jobean12-blog for chatting with me about this! Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics and Steve edit by the wonderful Nix. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The first thing you thought when you woke up was that you couldn't believe how well rested you were. The sun was already up, shining bright through the window and curtain. You didn't normally sleep in and had no idea what time it was, but you didn't care as you nestled back into the pillow. It was going to be a good day.

If indicated by the wonderful ache between your thighs.

Your eyes widened when the figure beside you wrapped an arm tight around your waist. For a second, you almost forgot that you weren't alone and weren't in your bed. The large body was so warm and solid, practically a furnace. The beard that tickled your neck made the ache in your core throb with need.

So, I did actually sleep with my tattoo artist. It wasn’t a dream.

"Morning," Steve rasped, his lips lightly brushing against your skin as you held back a whimper.

“Morning,” you whispered back.

Your heart fluttered when he raised his head, his deep blue eyes focusing more as he smiled. His blonde hair was slightly dishevled, but he managed to still look perfect. You probably looked like a monster. It didn’t stop him from pressing a kiss between the center of your eyes.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, his muscular arm pulling you a bit closer.

"I'm okay," you replied after a moment, lightly tracing one of the tattoos on his forearm.

"Just okay?" he asked, concern in his eyes.

You weren't sure how to respond. The gorgeous man who talked you through getting your tattoo was practically a stranger. And you slept with him. To say he rocked your world was an understatement. The man shattered you and you couldn’t believe how he was able to put every piece of you back into place.

“Steve, Steve, Steve!”

“That’s it, sweetheart. Scream my name when I make you come for me. I’ve got you.”

The mere memory, along with his chest against yours, made your nipples hard and made you damp between your legs. You didn’t draw any attention to it though. While he didn’t seem like the type to kick you out of his bed, you had no idea where he wanted to go from here.

“More than okay. I slept really well,” you admitted, backing up just a little. He didn’t need your morning breath in his face.

Steve only pulled you closer. “So did I,” he smiled, cracking his neck a little. “And how’s your wrist feeling?”

“Just fine. Thank you,” you said as he gently took it to check. You still couldn’t believe you ran from the chair when he turned the tattoo gun on. Needles weren’t your thing. He managed to get you through it and you were glad for it.

The rose and single thorn tattoo was beautiful and worth conquering that fear.

“I’m glad you went through with it. And I’m not afraid to tie you down if you try to run from me again,” he winked, making your cheeks hot. “I have to say, this is the best way to wake up on my birthday.”

“Wait, it’s your birthday?” you smiled when he gave you a sheepish look. “Happy birthday, Steve. I’m sorry I didn’t get you anything.”

To be fair, you didn’t know and you hadn’t expected to go home with him last night.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said, slowly tugging the sheet away. “But do you want to give me something?”

Instead of trying to cover yourself up, you let him fully see you in the sunlight. The way his eyes darkened, he liked what he saw. “What did you have in mind?” you asked, your voice huskier than before.

“Well, Bucky and the guys are having a small thing for me tonight,” he said, lightly running his fingers along your torso. “Would you, maybe, want to go?”

Not what I thought he’d have in mind, but that kind of sounds like a date.

“Sure,” you smiled, happy that he wanted to see you again. “I’d love to go.”

Watching his face light up was almost like you gave him a real gift. “Is it selfish to ask for one more thing?” he asked, bracing himself over you before he leaned down to capture your mouth.

Any self-conciousness about your breath and anything else disappeared as desire took over. His cock was hard, trapped between your bodies as he lightly grinded against you. “That all depends on what you ask for,” you teased as he moved his kisses down your neck.

“Scream my name again. Do it while my tongue’s deep inside you,” he said as you bit your lip. It sounded more like a command and one you knew you wouldn’t be able to resist. “And do it again when I give you my cock.”

“Steve,” you whimpered, slipping your fingers into his hair.

“Louder than that, Rose,” he said, nipping your collarbone and making you giggle at the reference of your tattoo. “And since it’s my birthday, I get to eat as much as I want.”

“You really are going to be a thorn in my side, aren’t you?” you asked affectionately.

“I prefer to be the ache between your gorgeous thighs,” he smirked. “So open up and let me eat.”

Your legs spread without another word. You’d let him have his fill. It was his birthday, after all. And it would’ve been wrong to deny him.

Steve deserves it, right? Love and thanks! ❤️

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mechaknight-98 · 3 months

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Anniversary Gifts (NSFW) Ft. Haseul

Authors note: in effort to have a more consistent and clear master list with constant naming conventions I am reposting this pieces because Tumblr wouldn't let me edit

You sat in the living room of your shared apartment practicing on your electric drum set (too many neighbors complained about the real one) you had an idea for the baseline of a new song and were trying to hammer it out before your girlfriend got back from work. You had got the basic beating down and were currently working on the other flourishes when the door opened. You were all smiles when she walked through the door. “Honey I'm home,” she said cheery.

“Glad you made it safe Seulie,” you say as she walks in. When she enters your field of vision you barely resist stripping her and ravishing her then and there. She was wearing her denim jeans that flared at her hips just right to make her ass pop, her hair was cut short in the Bob that made you feral, and underneath her leather jacket she was wearing a white blouse that made accentuated her chest.

“You like my ootd?” Hasuel said with a smirk. She knew that you were fighting your urges as she sashayed over to you. She got on your lap and smiled adorably as if unaware of her effect on you, “well you've been quiet, I guess you don't like it.” she said with a cute pout.

“Seulie, I know what you're doing,” you say as she grinds on you.

“Oh and what is that?” she asks feigning innocence.

“Seulie we have planning this dinner for 2 months. We have all of tomorrow and the day after to ruin each other plus after dinner.” You say to your girlfriend who smiles at you like a starved wolf

“But babe I have been on tour for a month and I haven't touched or tasted you. Surely I can at least have an appetizer.” Hasuel says as she grabs your hand and puts it in her pants parallel to her core. You can feel how soaked she is.

“Seulie what gotten into you? You are never this aggressive,” you ask

"Well, I miss my Rockstar boyfriend's touch," Haseul says matter of fact.

You sigh and lift the tiny short-haired woman off of you. As you stand up she wraps a leg around you and kisses you. her aggression in the kiss is palpable as she forces your mouth open with her tongue and sucks on it stealing your breath. when she breaks the kiss a string of saliva is the only remnant of your two connected lips. She licks her lips as she sees you panting, and for a moment you break and return her kiss. Haseul mewls into this kiss getting some relief from the need raging in her body. As the two of you fall deeper and deeper into each other you slip your hand under her shirt and give her left tit a nice squeeze eliciting an enticing moan from your lovely girlfriend.

she begins to undo your belt when your belt and your alarm goes off bringing you back to reality.

"Seulie, we can't do this right now," you say. Hasuel sighs exaggeratedly.

"Fine" she huffs as the two of you get ready. Unsurprisingly you are ready first. being a guy does that occasionally. As you wait for your girlfriend you scroll through Instagram and visit the ARTMS page I scrolled through really bored until I bounced to my Seulie's page where I saw their most recent video and I was shocked to usually see my happy noona twerking with such a seductive gaze. before I could process what happened. She looked amazing as always but your mind was clouded by visions of her riding you. The two of you manage somehow to push the salacious thoughts aside long enough to get to the restaurant a new steak place that had opened up near your shared apartment. Before either of you could order Hasuel made her first power move as you felt her foot move to your crotch. You eyed your girlfriend whose innocent look was doing well to confuse you

“What's wrong viagra?” Hasuel asks

“Seulie…” you start before Hasuel cuts you off

“No tonight I am mommy and mommy wants her good boy nice and ready for when we get home.” to illustrate her point she begins stroking your clothes cock with her bare foot. You groan quietly as she continues to stroke you. Just as you reach the edge she stops and begins talking to the waitress who was walking to the two of you. “Be a good boy.” Hasuel chimes in as the waitress approaches.

You both order; Hasuel gets a tomahawk and you get the house special called a Sterlington which happened to be the name of the restaurant itself. The whole time you order Hasuel is rubbing your cock with the pad of her foot. She smiles innocently as her adroit feet mercilessly slide up and down your cock. When the waitress leaves you look at her and say “Bathroom now” Haseul smiles wickedly.

When you both arrive in the shared bathroom Hasuel is shocked when you get on your knees and begin to hike up her dress as you prepare to eat her out. She barely has time to process when your tongue begins to dip into her folds. She moans and says “Oh god keep going.” you continue your fevered attack zigzagging from her labia and clit back to inside, and just when you felt her near the edge you stopped.

You got up let her dress back down and said our food should be ready. Hasuel fumed at you as you got cleaned up and walked back outside to the restaurant and surprise, you bumped into the waitress who was carrying your food. You smile at Hasuel who is glaring at you in that sexy annoyed you love. The two of you sat down for a chaste and cute little meal.

"I can't believe it's been 2 years already," you say to Haseul

Haseul smiles and says "I know right? It's crazy. To think we met in that Air BnB and now here we are."

"Yeah. I am a drummer for a metalcore group and you are a thriving soloist and piece of ARTMS," you say to your girlfriend. She smiles at you in a way that melts your heart. you reach out your hand and take hers. you kiss her hand and she coos before saying

"Oh such a gentleman." as she speaks she takes a bite of your steak. Her eyes widen. "Oh this is so good," she says as she takes another. She smiles at you teasingly. You counterattack by taking a bit of her food to her surprise. "Oh so naughty," she says with a wicked smile.

After dinner the two of you arrive back home safely and get ready for bed.

"So Seulie...What do you want to do tomorrow?" you ask her response is powerful and poignant.

"This!" she says before grabbing you and bringing you in for a heated make-out sesh. it's moments before you are hard again. which only adds fuel to Haseul's fire. "Take your pants off. She instructs. You oblige happily now not concerned with schedules of any sort. Haseul greedily drinks you in as she watches you strip. she pushes you to the bed and begins to stroke your cock before giving it a few exploratory licks. you groan. her teasing earlier now catching up with you as you leak copious amounts of precum. “Okay you're more than ready,” she says as she steps away to take off her dress.

You watch hungrily as she begins to strip. “Gosh, you're so hot,” you say to her Hasuel smiles

“You've been a naughty boy for mommy tonight so mommy is going to punish you.” Hasuel States. Your cock twitches at her words. Her voice oozes with sexual frustration and seduction “I'm going to fuck you till I can't cum anymore.” Hasuel adds before tearing off her panties and bra and pinning you down.

To say her pussy was inviting and welcoming would be incorrect. Her pussy squeezes you harder than your shared first time. If you didn't completely love and trust her you'd think she was attempting to rip off your dick, but it excited you the wild look in her eyes. She was always so loving doting, and nurturing so to see this side of your noona awaken was hot and alluring. She begins to ride you and you moan out her name. Hasuel watches and feels you writhe under her. She needs you now. So she guides your lips to her and begins another make-out her tongue is almost down your throat stealing oxygen from you as she fervently continues her ride. When she breaks it long enough so you don't pass out as she notices your cheeks are turning blue she asks “Did you see mommy’s video?” you nod Hasuel smiles as she rides you even harder when she feels your grow harder in her. Due to extensive training and excellent body compatibility you both cum at the same time. The orgasm you both share is nearly blinding. While Hasuel sits on top of you she smiles and begins to ride again. Your body reacts violently by pushing her off and plunging back into her as she lies on all fours. Hasuel smiled at you as you smack her ass as you pound into her. She wanted you feral and now she's got it. So you pound deeper and deeper into her your body responding to her moans

“More! More!” she screams and you oblige trying not to lose all control of yourself but Hasuel wants you to use her body like a toy. She wants you to be rough, so she Spurs you on

“Fuck your mommy harder, harder,” she screams, and so you do. You watch as her ass ripples from each thrust and her sopping pussy drips the mixture of both your fluids. She looks back at you with a smirk and both of cum again. You groan as she gets off you. Overstimulated you walk to the bedroom door to get a drink, but Hasuel has other plans. She drags you back to bed and begins to ride you again

“Ah, Hasuel fuck stop.” you plead but her eyes are glazed over with desire. You get hard quickly enough but your body is not happy with the arrangement. As pain and pleasure mix in your body and mind Hasuel rides you

“I said I'd fuck you till I couldn't cum anymore,” Hasuel said entranced as she continued to rise you mercilessly. You groan and writhe under her touch as you both cum again and again and again. By the time Hasuel finally passes out. You are truly spent, and sore. So as you lay there with your girlfriend you smile at her peaceful sleeping face. You kiss her cheek and hug her tight before joining her in dreamland. You are woken up by intense pressure on your crotch and see Hasuel deep-throating you. You groan as you are still sore from yesterday.

“Cho Hasuel please stop.” you plead and she does. She knows you never use her full name unless it is serious. She releases you and pouts

“What's wrong?”

“Minus the fact I still haven't recovered from yesterday, I haven't even given you your gift. Hasuel releases your cock as you lip to her gift. She smiles watching you struggle. When you get back she laughs and says

“I guess I did a number on you.” you nod and hand her the anniversary necklace. She opens the box and her eyes widen before saying. “Oh my gosh it's so lovely.” you smile and respond

“Anytime.”

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milktei · 9 months

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Woah I'm new here in Tumblr but I'm glad I came across your blog! Not sure if you're accepting requests but thoughts on Angst/Comfort where trust issues comes after Atsumu (or Kageyama 🙇‍♂️) does something that upsets their s/o??

Man of Many Words

Miya Atsumu x gn!Reader

Genre: Angst with some fluff at the end

Warnings: none(?)

Requests: Closed for now :|

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a/n: First of all i’m so sorry this took so long anon but I hope that this somewhat fulfills your request ;-;. Writers block is crazy I was pumping out one shots so easily and then bam I hate everything I write. The ending of this one in particular was difficult for me but i hope it suffices :’). anyways requests are still closed for now but i’m hoping to write something that will help the creative juices flow again

It is well known among Atsumu’s friends and family that he tends to talk. A lot.

It was something you found endearing about him when you first started dating. Whenever you were with Atsumu, awkward silences were few and far between. There was always something he could talk about it.

For the most part you were happy to listen and talk about whatever it was he rambled about that day. His limitless passion was part of why you fell in love with him.

Still, the habit of his had some drawbacks.

“Oh, congratulations by the way!”

You turn your gaze away from the restaurant window and look at your friend in confusion.

“Congratulations on what?”

It was your friend’s turn to look confused, “On the big promotion silly!”

There was a pause as you took in their words. “How do you even know about that?” You spluttered. “I just got the news a couple days ago. I was planning a big announcement and everything.”

“Oh I ran into Atsumu at the grocery store yesterday and he told me!” their gaze softened when they saw the defeated look on your face. “I’m sorry I thought he would’ve told you”

You waved your hands in front of you, “no no it’s not your fault… I’m not very surprised at this point. I was just hoping to wait for all the paperwork to go through before telling anyone.”

“Well if it’s any comfort I’m proud of you y/n.”

The smile you gave them was bittersweet, “thanks.”

———

Needless to say, you were a bit peeved when you got home that day, though your boyfriend didn’t seem to notice.

“Hi babe! how was lunch?” He called from where he sat on the couch.

You stared blankly at the back at his head for a moment, “fine.”

“That’s great! I was thinkin’ for dinner we could order out ya know? This commercial came on and-“

“Why did you tell f/n about the promotion?”

He paused and finally turned to look at you. Taking in your frustrated state, still, he shrugged, “it seemed like a good time.”

You let your bag fall to the ground before fully stepping into the living room “Atsumu I told you that I wanted to wait, it would have only taken another week.”

Now standing up from the couch, the confusion that was evident on Atsumu’s face only served to fuel your anger.

“But this is such exciting news y/n! There’s no time like the present!”

“Atsumu that’s not for you to decide! That was my news to tell!”

“Like you said, you were gonna tell them eventually!” He raised his hands up in surrender, “I’m sorry but you know that this is just how I am! I was just so excited for you I couldn’t help myself.”

You left that fight defeated that night, unable to think of any comeback, because yes, you did know Atsumu. You knew how your life was never your own being with him. You knew the extent of just how stubborn he was and how ignorant he could be to the world around him. Trying to wrap his mind around something could feel like pulling teeth sometimes.

After managing to get through a tense dinner, life went on. You did end up celebrating with your closest friends and family and soon after you began to take on your new responsibilities.

Unfortunately, Atsumu continued to act as if he hadn’t completely crossed a boundary you had set. He continued to talk about your lives with his friends it seemed that you couldn’t go a full week without somebody asking you about something you never told them about.

The pure helplessness you felt that day remained lingering within you as you carried on with work. You found yourself almost dreading going home, and contemplating not telling him anything.

But how could you when everyday without fail he would grace you with that smile, oozing with love and fondness before sweetly asking you, “So how was your day?”

You were in a bit of a mess with yourself, trying to figure out how to get your concerns through his thick skull. The new role you had taken on further adding to the stress you had been feeling. While you loved your job You were both physically and mentally exhausted.

It was only a matter of time before everything became too much.

To the horror of you colleagues, you had ended up fainting at work. You had finally succumbed to everything in your life that had been piling on top of you.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before you regained consciousness, surrounded by your colleagues you sat up and slowly and rubbed the back of your head sheepishly.

At that moment some paramedics had rounded the corner and while you insisted you were completely fine, you allowed them to check you for injuries and give you some fluids, it wasn’t until they were sure you were stable and didn’t need any further help that they left.

As embarrassing as the entire situation was, you were glad that your boss let you have the rest of the day off, it was near the end of your shift anyways. So you grabbed your bag and left, still mortified at what had just transpired.

As you rode the train home, the events leading up to you losing consciousness replayed in your mind, you thought about everything that had led up to that point. How your coworkers reacted. As you sat in the quiet train, your mind still struggled to process what had happened.

Even with your spiralling mind, everything led to one conclusion.

You couldn’t tell Atsumu about what happened, at least not today.

Because you knew him. You knew exactly what would happen.

It would start with the texts from worried friends, calls from both of your families, and end with people mentioning off handedly, “I heard you fainted the other day. How are you feeling?” and you would be left to do damage control as your boyfriend continued to live his carefree life.

You could tell Atsumu “don’t tell anyone this” but you knew better. You knew better than to trust him and his big mouth. How could you have any other option when he’s never proven that he could listen?

So you would stay quiet. Long enough for you to recover from your lingering headache, long enough for you to process everything that had happened and figure out how to prevent it from happening again.

Long enough to be able to finally relax without worrying who you were going to get a text or call from.

Even with your mind made, the universe seemed to laugh down at you, and make life much more difficult for you than it needed to be.

You nearly cursed out loud when you saw his car in the driveway. He was home early too.

You sighed as you slowly unlocked your front door. The sounds of the TV growing louder as you stepped in.

Atsumu turned back and gave you a look of confusion as you took off your shoes. “Hey babe, wasn’t expecting you ‘til later.”

You smiled at him “I could say the same for you.” you slid your feet into your house slippers “I got a lot of work done today and my boss let me go home early, why are you home?”

Atsumu shrugged “Practically the same as you. Been makin’ a lot of progress at practice lately.”

You walked in front of where he sat and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. even with how your relationship had been going, at least this was something you hadn’t lost.

Atsumu wrapped his arms around your waist and looked up at you, “did you eat yet?”

No. I was so busy at work that I kept postponing my break. You thought to yourself bitterly.

“Not yet, I decided that I might as well eat at home if I was leaving early.”

Atsumu hummed, “I haven’t either. We could order something and then watch some movies? Take advantage of our free time.”

You smiled down at him, a relaxed movie day with him was exactly what you needed. “I would like that a lot ‘Tsumu.”

You pulled slightly away and he whined, causing you to laugh softly.

“I’ll go take a shower and you can order whatever you want, ok?”

His pout grew back into the loving smile of his as he nodded, “Can I use your phone? You always have coupons.”

You nodded and he allowed you to fully pull away. Reaching into your bag you pulled out your phone and handed it to him before making your way to your shared bedroom.

It had been maybe 20 minutes of Atsumu scrolling through the various restaurants (he’s very indecisive when it comes to food) before a text from who he recognized as one of your coworkers popped up.

“Hey! Hope your feeling better. We managed to get everything done so there’s no need to worry for your next shift.

Also remember to seek medical attention if anything feels off. I know you were cleared but you hit your head pretty badly.”

He froze as he read the text over and over. He didn’t even realize how much time had passed until you came walking out of your bedroom with a relaxed smile on your face.

“Soo, you decide on a place yet?”

You were met with an extremely uncharacteristic silence, your brows furrowed as you looked at your boyfriend staring intently at your phone.

“Atsumu?”

The next thing you knew, Atsumu flipped the screen to you.

“y/n what is this? Medical attention? Did something happen?”

Your eyes skimmed the message and you froze.

“…O-oh there was a bit of an incident at work that happened before I left. No need to worry!” you tried to wave his hand away and mustered the calmest smile you could.

He looked unconvinced.

“y/n…”

You felt your resolve crumble where you stood. The accusatory look he gave you full of worry, and worse, anger.

You sighed shakily, “ever since the promotion I’ve been finding it hard to find time to really relax so…” you looked away, unable to look him in the eye due to your guilt. “I ended up fainting.”

Atsumu shot up from where he sat, “You passed out?!” his hands frantically grabbed at your shoulders, trying to get you to look at him “You should have told me right away! I could have picked you up! Who knows what would have happened if you fainted again on the subway. I can’t believe you lied, you were just going to keep this from me? Why? Why didn’t you tell me-“

You pushed yourself out of his grip, “Because I didn’t want to!” you huffed, tired of his tirade, “I admit that I was fully content with not telling you.”

His hands dropped from your shoulders and you almost broke at the sight of his crestfallen face “Why?”

You took a deep breath, “I was…scared that you were gonna tell someone.”

There was a moment of tense silence. “You…you could’ve just asked me to not-“

“Could I Atsumu? Could I really? I’m not sure if I believe that, especially after you told me that that’s just who you were and that it was unavoidable.” You paused as you realized you were raising your voice, you looked away in shame. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. It’s just that sometimes I wish that our business could be our own Atsumu, even for a little bit.”

You took his silence as a cue to keep explaining yourself.

“I needed time today to finally relax for once and process everything. I can’t do that if I have someone new calling me every five minutes to make sure that I’m okay. I want to be able to worry about my own wellbeing, without having to manage other people’s. I can’t do that if you tell everyone you know what’s happening in my life.”

Atsumu’s continued silence began to worry you. “Atsumu?”

Without warning you were pulled into the familiar strong arms that could only belong to your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry y/n.” he mumbled into your hair “I thought I was being supportive. I just love bragging about to to everyone and letting people know how we’re doing. I never really thought about how that would affect you. I’m sorry I made you stress out so much.”

You smiled into his chest and hugged him back “I’m happy that you understand ‘Tsumu. There’s nothing wrong with gushing about me, I just need you to understand my boundaries.”

You felt him nod “I’m sorry again I’ll do my best.”

You could already feel yourself relaxing again into his arms “that’s all I’m asking for Atsumu, thank you.”

You let out a sigh of relief as you held each other. It felt as if a massive weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

The tender moment was interrupted by the sound of a stomach growl. There was a stunned silence before the two of you burst into a fit of laughter.

Atsumu looked down at you with a gaze that filled you with an indescribable warmth, laughter still evident in his face. “How ‘bout we order and finally relax for the night? Just the two of us?”

You smiled fondly up at the man and nodded “Just the two of us.”

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butterflydm · 8 months

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wot rewatch (book spoilers edition): 2x2

Additional thoughts that had too many spoilers to go into my earlier post will be found here. Spoilers for all the teasers and trailers, plus through book 13: A Memory of Light.

So one of the big questions that I have is: how much is Lanfear acting with Ishamael's knowledge and how much is she going her own way? Ishamael said in the Darkfriend social scene that he is still looking for Rand. If he's being truthful there (and he's talking to his minions, so there's really no point in lying), then Lanfear has not told him that she located Lews Therin.

2. I hadn't thought about this on my first watch, but @ladyofpembroke noted that Lanfear is probably in Rand's final dream in the next episode, so it seems possible that she actually has a hand in all his dreams. Constantly reminding him that he could kill his friends if he sees them again is a good way to make him want to stay where he is (with her) and not try to reconnect with his past life. Like any effective manipulator, she's keeping him isolated from his friends and family as much as she can.

3. otoh, we know from the books that being able to locate someone's dreams doesn't mean that you know where they are in the physical world, so this might be an Ishamael-influenced dream (I note that while Rand's visions of his friends has them wearing their S1 outfits, Ishamael is wearing his s2 outfit, which Rand hasn't seen), so this might be an Ishamael-influenced dream since he figures he might as well torment Rand in the dream if he can't find him irl.

4. Given that Rand is already hearing whispers, I wonder when the show plans to re-introduce Lews Therin to us in his own form. It might even be this season, if they wanted to make sure to keep a lock on the actor (or we might get another Age of Legends cold open -- though I note that we only had one cold open in this set of three episodes, though that might be because Rafe & co were aware that they would likely all air the same night so that might have affected their choices there - I'd love an AoL cold open where we get to see Lanfear and Lews Therin together).

5. So, did Rand find his way to Cairhien first and then Lanfear set up an inn in the Foregate to entice him to her, or did she set up her inn before he arrived and she figured out a way to lure him in? Either way, she's doing a much better job than the Lanfear in the books. She's much less suspicious than "random noblewoman who managed to appear in an unpopulated parallel world so that Rand could save her" and she's more subtle too. While the cringefail Forsaken in the books can be amusing, the threat level of the villains also helps tell you how seriously to take your protagonists, so I'm glad that they beefed up her threat level by actually making her effective. Right now, Lanfear is #winning on every possible level.

6. I love Errol because he serves several story purposes -- he's reminding us that Rand looks "like an Aiel"; he's serving Hurin's purpose in the story of giving Rand someone to look after and be protective of; he's teaching Rand sword forms because he was a blademaster; and he's giving us a bit of history about "the Aiel war". And the actor is quite charming. Plus he's used to show us both Rand's compassion and his need/desire to find mentors to help teach him the skills he needs. At this point in time, Rand does believe that he's defeated the Dark One and his nightmares are just nightmares but he does still want to learn how to protect himself and how to control himself.

7. We mostly hear indistinct whispers until Rand is walking down the hallway (it's the shot from the trailer) and it resolves into "Do you hear me? You are mine, Rand al'Thor." Which is very interesting. Our first inkling of Lews Therin? If so, it shows a greater awareness of Rand as a person than LTT's voice showed in the earlier books when it appeared in his head. I've speculated that this might happen, so I wonder if we're going to get more genuine back-and-forth between Rand and LTT than we really got in the books as a way of letting us into Rand's internal narration without him needing to pour out his heart to any of the characters around him.

8. I am actually loving Perrin getting Rand's plotline here -- it's working really well for him, being used to show us how Perrin can smell what happened in places so vividly that he's re-experiencing the past. I feel like if I didn't know this was Rand's original plotline, I wouldn't have guessed. It suits how they're exploring Perrin's character so well. I do wonder... Elyas speaks of Perrin experiencing a 'vision' -- I wonder if they're going to make the mystical side of being a Wolfbrother more distinct from what Dreamers do in this show version. Because it really was kinda... weird in the books how Perrin and Egwene are doing all this training in the same dreamworld but Perrin never runs across her or any of the Aiel Dreamwalkers, even once they're spending more time in the wetlands side of things.

9. The nailed-up Fade is used in the books to mark when Fain 'takes control' of the Darkfriends & Trollocs. I wonder here if it's meant to mark the moment when the dagger owns him more strongly than the Dark One does. Because the people of Shadar Logoth were not darkfriends -- and they focused on this in s1, too, because dagger!Mat is not a fan of the Fade that he meets in the farmhouse.

10. Love foreshadowing of Errol talking about "Aielman among us and no one bats an eyelash in the entire place" -- Rand is going to be bringing a lot of Aiel to the wetlands. I bet we're going to get to see some of these sword forms in the finale!

11. Liandrin does seem like she's becoming genuinely invested in Nynaeve. I like that (almost) everyone gets their own personal Darkfriend -- Nynaeve has Liandrin, Mat also has Liandrin (she's a hard worker!), Rand has Lanfear, Perrin has (remorseful) Ingtar, Moiraine has (double agent) Verin, Lan has (repentant) Tomas, and even Egwene gets a scene with Sheriam (who will get to be Her Darkfriend Among Us later on, if we're able to follow the books that closely when we get there), though she's not really the focus of Sheriam's attention. Everyone gets a little personal attention from the Shadow!

I like that Nynaeve gets rushed forward to the test for Accepted due to Liandrin wanting to teach her so badly. It seems more realistic reasoning than we get in the books.

12. Another big lie from Liandrin here about how Mat is here because they are "only observing" that the effects of the dagger are out of his system, which Mat immediately calls bullshit on. He's locked in a cell and only Liandrin is around -- that is not an official observation by any means. That's a prison. It's been six months. So I would put Liandrin's official lie count at two. Notably, she's only lying to Mat so far, who is both kept well away from other people and also doesn't really know as much about Aes Sedai (we know from Egwene and Moiraine's conversation in the woods in s1 that the people of the Two Rivers do not have the Aes Sedai oaths memorized).

13. My dearest, my darling, my deepest love is finally here! At the end of my reread, when I was ranking my favorite characters, Elayne was my number one favorite. Ceara is doing such a good job with her and the writing is also excellent. I love how many different sides of her we get to see in just these two episodes -- sheltered noble, awkward girl who grew up with no friends, someone familiar with the Tower but not familiar being a novice in the Tower, but a tinkerer (!!! so excited that they put this in so early) at heart and incredibly loyal and compassionate. I just adored her so much in these two episodes and I am looking forward to seeing more of her. I do really hope that, in the midst of all the chaos, that the show does manage to give her something of a meet-cute with Rand, even if it's less obviously romantic than the one in the books. But I'm really looking forward to more of her interacting with Egwene and Nynaeve, and hopefully meeting Aviendha and/or Min and/or Mat in the finale or before it.

14. I have zero issue with Sheriam not being a redhead. I think it's a good idea for the show to cut down on the number of redheads, given that Jordan says it's rare but then keeps giving us random redheads. Limiting the on-screen ones to the Aiel and the royal house of Andor seems like a good idea to me.

15. So first we got Perrin's letters last episode. Now, in this episode, Elyas tells Perrin that the soldiers he's with right now "are not your pack". While he could be talking about the wolves, of course, I feel like, as a viewer, that makes me think of the EF5 and how that's who Perrin belongs with right now. Especially after Perrin's letter talking about how he feels 'exposed' without the others around. Again, it gives me the hope that we'll get more moments of reconnection between the EF5 over the course of the show.

16. This moment with Verin is such a great one to look at knowing the truth of her situation. "Even oaths have loopholes one can exploit". She's the expert at it. Oaths are a bit of a minor theme in this episode and the next -- the loopholes and also, next episode, we're introduced to the Seanchan oaths where Perrin is, I assume, going to take the very reasonable position that a forced oath is not binding (which is the same position that Mat had in Winter's Heart but inexplicably abandoned in Crossroads of Twilight when he decided his accidental wedding vows were binding).

Oh! I knew I remembered hearing the words "Toman Head" in these three episodes but hadn't remembered it was Verin mentioning it! I thought it was noted as part of the Dark Prophecies but it's mentioned here as mainline prophecy. But the name is out there now. And this conversation also confirms "sword of flame" and "battle in the sky" for the finale, most likely, and a mention of a "branded hand" which feels like it confirms the herons. I wonder if Rand is going to use the same weave on his dad's sword that we saw Verin using at the end of the last episode for Tomas's sword. This may also mean that it's using that weave that burns the herons into Rand's palms?

17. The Rand and Lanfear scenes. Wow! But, yeah, I wonder how much her non-reaction to his bloody knuckles struck show-onlys. She doesn't ask him what happened, who he beat up. She just kisses his bloody knuckles and sweet-talks him into bed.

18. So far, we've heard/seen three separate form of violent teaching in the White Tower -- the unnamed woman who beat Moiraine to make her channel (likely Elaida); Liandrin's behavior with Nynaeve; and Sheriam telling Elayne that she'll be switched. Both Liandrin and Sheriam, of course, are Black Ajah. But from Egwene's reaction here, it doesn't seem like being ordered to be switched is anything close to the common punishment that it seemed to be in the books. But we'll see!

19. It does occur to me that Gawyn (maybe Galad too) might already have been in training with the Warders even if Elayne wasn't a novice yet -- Elayne has been spending her summers in the Tower and it's entirely possible that Gawyn's training to protect her meant he was sent off early to start learning from the best. We don't get any hints in this episode or the next about her brothers, but we're pretty focused on her developing friendship with Egwene.

20. "Min is in Tar Valon" and "Min and Mat share a plotline" were my two most hoped-for options for Min's storyline for this season, so I'm happy about that. I do wish that Min had been given a chance to bond with Elayne or Egwene but, hopefully, there will be time for that later. But I really love the set-up we've been given where we are going to explore Elayne with Egwene and Nynaeve; Min being more fully-explored with Mat; and then Aviendha when she enters Perrin's storyline. All of them are getting fleshed out as individual characters before any of them get romantically involved with Rand. I am feeling pretty hopeful that we're going to get our polycule (and a genuine polycule, not a harem) in the upcoming seasons. They've been putting in a lot of "poly relationships are valid and complex" groundwork in and it looks like they are going to be making sure that all of the characters involved get to be full characters who have their own agendas and their own arcs.

Some people on reddit are still pretty disappointed that Min isn't the male-gaze fantasy that she is in the later books but I have been thrilled with the changes that the show has done so far with her. We also maybe get a hint here that Min is going to be canonically bisexual by the way she jokes about Liandrin, so I will cross my fingers on that.

20. Min's viewing! I do love that they're massively cutting down on the number of Min's viewings to focus on ones that are interesting and relevant. This one is particularly interesting because there's nothing like it in the books. Mat stabbing Rand, then cradling him as he falls.

Theory #1: this is a flicker-flicker world (maybe we only get one big one?) and it's not Our Mat stabbing Our Rand but an alternate one.

Theory #2: Rand asks Mat to fulfill his promise to keep Rand from going mad and that's why Mat stabs him.

Theory #3: Rand loses control of himself (like Lady Amalisa in 1x8) and Mat stabs him to try to get him to lose his hold on the One Power.

Theory #4: Mat gets placed under compulsion (which would be another reason for him to want protection from Aes Sedai and channeling).

Theory #5: Mat gets The Dagger again and he's the one who gives Rand the wound in his side, while under its influence.

Theory #6: It's metaphorical and Mat takes the place of Alivia and helps Rand 'die' at the end of the series (seems unlikely but I'll throw it out there).

And probably lots of other things I haven't thought of. But it definitely shakes Min to see it.

I wonder if she only agreed to help Liandrin after this moment or if she'd already agreed and this is just additional incentive. I don't think she's told Liandrin anything about Rand. She was able to keep that secret from Moiraine even under blackmail so I think she kept it from Liandrin too.

But I do love that we get a viewing that connects Mat and Rand together, even if it's through a traumatic encounter. I am a simple soul who finds messiness intriguing.

21. Lanfear! Talking about her broken heart to the man who broke it and who she is, even now, doing her best to groom back into the man that she wants. The layers in this conversation are exquisite. When she tells him that he can't hurt her, she also can say that because she has a strong grasp of what she can do with the Power while he's still stumbling in the dark. Ooof, but Rand was (unknowingly) on risky ground when he confirmed that he does sometimes think of his past when he's with her.

Also, talking about how "no one else" could ever have power over her heart now that her previous lover is gone... when she's literally talking to his reincarnation. The conversation is just so rich and so sharp and there's so much of it that is going over Rand's head because he doesn't have the necessary information to even begin to put the pieces together. "What's left to hurt if he still has my whole heart?" she says, to the guy in question. "When I'm with you, I can pretend you're him." YEAH. I BET YOU CAN.

22. So I wonder if Moiraine's threat here to Lan, that she would let Alanna take his bond if he didn't let her leave on her own, is going to be the extent of the "Myrelle" plot point that Alanna absorbs and it won't actually happen in fact. But now it's out there as an idea that Warders can be forcibly bonded so that when Alanna forcibly bonds someone else down the road, the idea isn't coming out of nowhere.

23. I was so shocked when the Seanchan attacked in episode two. I was thinking this would happen in episode five. But once I sat down and thought about it, I realizes that Perrin has already hit all the main points of the Hunt for the Horn storyline on his side of things (and even partly on what Rand would have been doing). We've found the traitor and had Ingtar reveal his sympathy towards said traitor; we've found the Fade and the moment when Fain started playing by his own rules; and we've even been exploring Perrin and his senses. This does mean that we're going to have a lot of potential time to explore the Seanchan invasion and culture.

24. I don't have any issues with Ishamael openly being Suroth's advisor vs someone covertly giving Suroth her marching orders. High Lady Suroth is a Darkfriend and always was. We're just taking it out of the shadows and showing it openly to the viewers (and Perrin).

I do wonder if Perrin specifically seeing the Shadow and the Seanchan so entwined will have an impact on his later storylines. That I wonder about. But the later books were, tbh, really weird about how low-impact the Falme encounter ended up being in the long run for pretty much everyone except Egwene. Min basically forgets she knows anything about the Seanchan even when that information could help Rand, everyone forgets about the environment of paranoia and fear that the Seanchan created in Falme, etc. There's a lot of weird forgetfulness going around, especially in CoT & KoD, when Jordan wanted to sell us on his slaver romance.

(the way that the show has been improving characters like Min and relationships like Rand/Lanfear does give me a lot of hope in how they will handle Tuon and the Mat & Tuon 'romance' and that they'll make it better than the poorly-written dumpster fire that it is in CoT & KoD)

#butterfly watches wot #wot #wheel of time #wot on prime #wot show spoilers #wot prime spoilers #wot s2 spoilers #wheel of time s2 spoilers #wot book spoilers #wot 2x2 spoilers #a memory of light

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Springlocked

TW: gore, Ness dies, springlocking

Summary: Ness saves Abby from being put in the spring lock suit, but at what cost?

A/N: Short little angsty fic here! Not quite security waiter but there's hints of it. This was if Ness took Vanessa's place plot wise in the movie. Just really liked the idea :3 Not a whole lot of editing just wanted to get this out there. May rewrite this at a later date.

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The sound was something Abby could never completely scrape from her memory. The sight of it all was burned into her eyes. Ness shoved Chica away, saving her from the metal grave, but Ness had miscalculated. He threw himself a little too much in the shove, which quickly reminded him of Newton's laws of physics.

He fell into the maw of Ella's abdomen. The sudden jolt of an adult's weight was more than enough to set off the spring locks.

It was almost like a mouse trap in how quick it closed and crunched bone. Ness began spitting up blood within a minute. The spider-leg-like spindels of metal clamped down on his supple flesh. Agony was inadequate to the sound of his screams.

Blood began to pool on the floor. Drip drip drip... Ness writhed in the machine from Hell, his body involuntarily convulsing as more jabs hit him. The claws sunk deeper...

Abby winced, squeezing her eyes shut and covering her ears with all her might as her shrill scream filled the air alongside Ness's gurgling.

"Abby... Run..." Ness managed to spit out, his crushed windpipe added a thick coarse sound to his once sweet-tone. He wanted her to flee before she'd hear his inevitable death rattle.

Mike dashed into the room, hearing the screaming. His mouth fell agape. What he saw... What he saw was worse than he could ever imagine. He knew he was going to be dreaming — a nightmarish dream — of this moment. Over and over and over again... Wondering, pleading, if he could have done anything different.

Mike scrambled to scoop up Abby. Chica hadn't attempted to pick her up again. The childrens' plan had been unexpectedly foiled. Mike didn't want to leave Ness behind, how could he do that? Yet... Abby needed out first.

He rushed out the exit, setting the poor shaken girl on her feet. "Abby, don't- Stay here." He was out of breath, his mind racing. He didn't give her a chance to respond before risking his life, running back inside.

The murderous robot had left, leaving Ness to die alone.

Well, not anymore.

Mike fell to his knees before Ness, blood soaking his weathered jeans. "Ness, Ness listen to me-" Mike choked out. "I'm going to get you out of here, I promise."

Ness simply... Smiled. How could he smile in a moment like this? "I'm just... Glad she's safe." He croaked. "Tell her I love her, Mike. Okay?" His hoarse voice was growing weaker after each word. Something flickered in his eyes. As if... As if he had something to tell Mike. He opened and closed his mouth, swallowing. God... His mouth felt so dry, despite the blood.

Mike fiercely shook his head. "Don't talk like that, dammit! You're not dying. Not here, not now!" Mike shouted, his pain reverberated in the tiny backroom. "You're not... I can't- I can't lose someone else. Not again." Not when he could have prevented it. Again.

"Mike... Remember her order for me, okay?" Ness said rather calmly. "She loves buttermilk pancakes with chocolate chips in the shape of a smile. Two whipped cream eyebrows to boot." He tried to chuckle, but out came a cough and a splatter of more blood. "Don't forget... Please."

Mike nodded in defeat. He knew Ness was a goner. He knew... He knew Ness knew that. "Okay..." He gently took Ness's hand, it daintly hung out the machine. It was so... Cold.

Mike could see the damage. It made his stomach churn. One of Ness's larger intestines had fallen out from a large rip made in his lower abdomen. It was suspended in the air. It was so unnatural and sickly to see. Yet, Mike refused to turn away from Ness. He didn't dare leave him alone. Chunks of flesh wrapped around the sleek and smooth metal parts.

He sat there, and waited. Ness took his last breath, hoarse and inhuman. Yet he smiled. He was content knowing Mike and Abby was safe. That's all that mattered.

A small sliver of Mike had felt peace, knowing Ness was able to die with that weak little smile.

And then he wept.

The building later collapsed, leaving Afton and Ness inside to rot. Mike swore he'd come back, every night. And he did. He rewound the nature sounds tape, and let it play in that very room. He spoke to Ella, to Ness, letting him know about Abby. How she misses Ness so dearly.

"She wants to visit, you know." The frazzled, sleepless man said to the cold, fowl-smelling machine. "And... And I get her those pancakes. Every Sunday like usual. Chocolate chips and everything." He choked on a sob.

One night, Mike swore he saw the machine move. Just an inch. But maybe... Maybe it meant something.

#fnaf #securitywaiter #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #mike schmidt #ness fnaf #ness the waiter #mike fnaf #mike x ness #ness x mike #angst #gore #springlocking #i love you all but also suffer ♡#i may write a sequel who knows #divider by @cafekitsune

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Something I haven't been able to figure out........... how did the blurple au reader manage to get in relationships with both boys at the same time when they obviously don't want to share. How did that go down??? Or am I misunderstanding the dynamic? I can't stop thinking about it fr

so the dynamics are

donnie has been in love with you his entire life. you're it. the end game. the One. you define who he is, and he owns it.

leo has largely considered himself incapable of/unworthy of/uninterested in any kind of permanent, long-term relationship let alone romance... until he meets you.

so both of them are like. okay. if it's Ever gonna happen, it's with this one. and they both crave how you make them feel so, so badly, that even though it's absolutely infuriating thinking about the other one getting you sometimes, so be it. this is what it means to have you, and they won't not have you.

also edit bc i have more to say here upon a reread. in the beginning i think. they convince themselves that they can convince you that you only need them. like. donnie thinks he can talk you away from leo. he's dangerous. i'm safe. stay with me. i'll protect you. and leo thinks he can show you that he has everything you need. donnie stifles you. i'll set you free. i'll give you everything—including me.

plus... you're, like, the love of their life. so when you come to leo all excited because donnie took you on a super fun date yesterday, yeah, it annoys him bc he should have been the one spending time with you. but it's impossible not to see how happy you are, so he just... grumbles performatively. then rails you into the couch so when you go home you smell like him

and for donnie, it's like. well. i imagine you'd get sexual with leo first. he's much more up front with the fact that he desires you, and he's not going to let anything get in his way of having you. so in donnie's mind, leo had you first. (even though, really, donnie has always had you.) so part of it is him being glad that he gets to have you at all. and part of it is that he sees how happy leo makes you (some...how??? it breaks his brain a little because you've seen leo, right? this guy? this guy????) and making you happy slash safe is like, the thing he was put on this earth to do.

in the beginning, they're nasty and actively antagonistic to the other. they fight, openly, though they're so well-matched that nothing ever comes of it. then they slowly just get less and less aggressive as you just. stubbornly force them to exist in the same space (because they're family, they're brothers, they shouldn't be fighting, can't they see they shouldn't be fighting???). and eventually it devolves into, like. petty sniping behind your back when you aren't looking. donnie drawing stupid shit on leo's face when he finds him asleep on the couch using his sharpie. leo hiding donnie's sharpie so he can't draw on his eyebrows and he looks stupid all day. dear god the active war that is who do you smell like today.

so it's...... reluctant. but eventually it settles into something that works surprisingly well, shocking literally everyone—except you, because you'd had faith the whole time that it would work.

#ask tag #blurple villain au

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fa-dubu · 6 months

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i beat ch 4 last night/early this morning so i have some thots (in no particular or coherent order)

Lilya best girl. i thought she was great from her introduction, but what cemented my affection was her asking Sonetto how much chaos and damage she could cause and still get a slap on the wrist. drunken brawler she may be, but she's a drunken brawler that plans ahead. i don't know how much Lilya knows about when the 'Storm' occurs; if that night she was just following orders and thinking she needed to corral a bunch of 12yos breaking curfew. i think it'd be way worse if she knew the 'Storm' was touching down that night and in her failure, a bunch of innocent kids were redacted.

Constantine obviously defers to the President (currently still a Mystery Man Shrouded in Shadow) because of her position as Vice President, but their whispered conversation implies that there's someone even the President is taking orders from. are they the true leader behind the Foundation? who/what are they that they've got Constantine shaking and scrambling to allow the 'Storm Reformation' to pass? and while Constantine is following orders, the night she got a bunch of kids redacted was absolutely personal - she just wanted to yank Vertin's chain. Ch 4 set up several factions, amongst which Constantine v Madam Z is one. interesting that Constantine not only knows Madam Z enjoys Go, but knows enough about the lunar calendar and which day Z's birthday falls on. incheresting.

speaking of Z, i think her full name is 'Zhang ZhiZhi', based off the cake at the end of Ch 4.

another name, i think the Trails Narrator implies The Ring's name is Ken?

EDIT: more names!!! Forget Me Not, formerly known as Cavendish Jr.

Druvis is absolutely the strongest arcanist in Vertin's group right now. i'm so glad Vertin was able to win her over holy shit. girl was dropped into another era, separated from her allies, and still managed to seedbomb an entire Foundation building; setting up defenses, growing food, finding and busting out her allies. she just needs to come home OTL

the storm

while it's a worldwide phenomenon, where and when it strikes is localized (i remember reading this from a post in the tags) and after Ch 4, that seems to be the case

Sonetto testifying against the Chicago branch brings up that the Foundation members were aware they were living in 1929 Chicago.

so does this imply that 'Era' is a bit like its own dimension, with its own time and space?

when Vertin calls for backup from Madam Z, she requests the agents come in 'appropriate dress' so like.

but the Foundation is also keeping the 'Storm' under wraps. so do regular citizens know that when they travel, they might suddenly pop into a different 'era'?

all just speculation on my part; will need more info from later releases.

schneider schneider schneider OTL

EDIT: youngest of the Greco's 12 13 daughters. because of how big her family is and her position as the youngest, Schneider was left scrounging for scraps.

born and raised on an orange grove in Sicily, immigrating to Chicago at some point

EDIT: part of a crime family; family is religious but per the Trails Narrator, Schneider herself lost her faith at some point, only praying again when Vertin was asking for everyone's last wishes OTL

somehow discovered the 'Storm' was due to touch down in Chicago and attempted to request shelter for her family at the Foundation's Chicago branch but was rejected, owing to the Chicago branch's corruption

met Druvis at some point and had her modify her guns to be able to cast spells and pass as an arcanist (i wonder if that meant Druvis knew she was human the whole time or if schneider only told her she wanted her 'wands' upgraded and given Druvis' state of mind before meeting Vertin i doubt she'd dig that deep). does this mean humans are also capable of magic as long as they have the right tools? or is schneider special in this case?

posing as an arcanist, she offered her services to Forget Me Not and Manus Vindictae in return for shelter for her and her family

FMN is suspicious of her claim of being an arcanist that was adopted into a human family and has one of her sisters kidnapped and interrogated with truth serum. FMN knew Schneider was human while she kidnapped(?) arcanists for him/MV and dispatched humans that got in their way.

EDIT: that's right: Druvis was adopted into the Weyerhauser family!! assuming Druvis was already in contact with FMN/MV before Schneider, no wonder FMN was suspicious of a second 'arcanist' showing up with the same backstory.

i get the sense that Schneider doesn't have any particular feelings against arcanists (despite that being the attitude for the era) and i can understand why after Ch 4. after the way the Foundation's Chicago branch treated her and her family - despite being an organization that prioritizes the safety of humankind - of course she'd turn into a misanthrope.

several lines describe her as 'looking pale like a white pigeon[sic]'

after Lilya breaks Vertin out of the rehab center, while the 2 are in the air, doves fly by - Vertin even manages to grab a white feather out of the air

when the 2 meet up with Druvis and the others, a flock of doves land around them.

DEEP HUFF OF COPIUM

THEREFORE SCHNEIDER IS STILL HERE; THE DOVES HAVE TO MEAN SOMETHINGGGGGG

'Schneider' is just an alias; if she's coming back, she might be coming back under her real name.

#reverse 1999 spoilers #reverse 1999 #the drunkening

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I hated waking up super early and wondered how Sophia did it for so long. But I felt so slothful, sleeping soundly while she dragged herself out of bed every morning. True, I had nowhere to go and no reason to stay awake, yet I felt terrible. Despite our late night shenanigans, I was determined to get up and see her off for once. It was challenging, and I hesitated to commit to a 5:30 wake up time, but I pushed through and was glad that I did.

I wish I could spend one day in her head and see what went on in there. She was ridiculously funny. Like, what was there to laugh at that early in the morning? I didn't think mornings were funny time, but somehow she got us laughing. If this was a preview of what the rest of our life together would be like, I'd die a very happy man.

It was much too early in the morning to think about food, at least for me, but I offered to cook a fresh meal while she showered. To my surprise, she declined in favor of the leftover sauteed potatoes and mushrooms from last night.

"Really?" I said.

"I had a dream about it!"

I didn't think it was that good, but I'm glad she enjoyed it. And at least she had food to eat for breakfast now, seeing as she usually skipped it. How she could do her job on an empty stomach was beyond me.

I eventually showered and ate breakfast myself, then headed outside for yoga, grumbling at the sight of my dirty mats. So far, the only nice thing about desert living was the weather. Oasis Springs was my home for the moment, and I'd do whatever I could to make the best of it. But I sincerely hoped Sophia wasn't in love with this city because I couldn't bear living there forever.

As I dusted off the mats and prepared to begin my session, I remembered I bought a drone to record myself and set it up. I wasn't sure if I'd like being a content creator, but I committed to at least giving it a shot.

Afterward, I called my sister to update her on what had transpired over the last 24 hours. As soon as her shriek hit my ear, I regretted sharing my news, only because I knew she would tell Mama. Less would also have a thousand questions for me, just like Mama, but at least she wouldn't ask me about weddings and babies; I could deal with her shenanigans way better than Mama's. Still, I begged her not to say anything. She said she wouldn't, and I really hoped she was telling the truth.

As for her, she's looking for her own place. Mama gave her money too, so she wasn't concerned about finding a place, especially because Mt. Komorebi is full of shoebox homes. Paying the bills was another story, so she was also looking for a permanent job. Working full time meant she would have to spend less time on the slopes, which threatened her pursuit of happiness. But she'd give it a shot and see how she managed.

I mistakenly asked if she was dating anyone. She raved incessantly about the joy of being unattached, boasting proudly about her extensive roster. [sigh] Don't get me wrong. I absolutely loved how much braver she was than me, diving headfirst into this wild dating world and having the time of her life. But that was not something a brother wanted to hear about from his little sister, so I told her I had some work to do and got out of that conversation as quickly as I could.

I sat at the computer to record an introduction video for my SimTube channel. I had set it up a while ago, right after Sophia suggested it, but it's been dormant this whole time, waiting for me to decide making videos was a good move.

I introduced myself, stated I loved yoga and wanted to show everyone how it could help them live a better life. Without a plan, I messed up a lot and had re-record many times. Eventually, however, I did a take I liked and edited the video. Media production was new to me, and I struggled with it a lot. But even though I wasn't having a good time sitting there all that time not being active, I somehow found enjoyment. Maybe I liked the challenge of learning something completely new and foreign? Whatever the case, maybe I could do this SimTube thing after all. Still, I had to get up and stretch because editing videos required way too much sitting for my tastes. Just as I was about to sit back down, Sophia pounced on me from behind with the tightest hug. I didn't realize it was 3:00, and she startled me in the best way.

"I missed you sooooooo much," she said.

"Hey! I missed you too. I didn't even hear you come in. Did you have a good day?"

"Not really. But I have a list of things that will make me feel better," she said with a gorgeously mischievous look.

"A whole list, huh? Bet. What's first?"

"Last one under the sheets takes out the trash."

Need to catch up? See what you missed or start reading here!

#ISBI challenge #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #adolting #adolting gen 3 #luca winston murillo #sophia aguilar #happy new year!#we're back!

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IDOLiSH7 Hunger Games Simulator

I used to play this thing all the time with other characters and fandoms. Now it's time for them to go through it!

Im using this website, you can press "Load Season" and paste the code XKs4qINi to load the main cast, then press "Edit Cast", scroll to the bottom, press "Submit" and you can proceed afterwards!! (the edit cast part is for it to refresh the whole thing, otherwise you will be playing my simulation ^__^"")

Now for the main attraction! I did one run of it and oh. . Experience under the cut! (VERY LONG POST)

Beginning!

Most people run away from the cornucopia, with the exception of them:

WHERE DO I BEGIN. Mitsuki's furious rage (contained in such a short body) made Tamaki give up. At least Sougo scored a mace for them (violently). Ryou loses also.

Minami fights Anesagi for a bag too, and Riku and Touma fight as well. Minami and Touma get their bags.

Weapons obtained: Nagi - sword, Torao - pair of sais, Okarin - handful of throwing knives (oh!), Momo - bow and arrows

Manager uses violence! Basket of bread obtained.

DAY 1

Not even the break of dawn, Momo already is set out for ZOOL. His archery skills are... admirable. Sorry Touma, your fight for the bag didn't save you

On this episode of Torao Needs A Therapist - WHAT. And on another note - Riku would probably be the worst person to go to with that request, I'm glad he went to him

Mitsuki also has a very... depressing thing going on, in spite of fighting so vigorously with Tamaki over a bag. And Yuki would never hurt his kouhai (with an, cough, exception).

Some of the other contestants sadly weren't lucky enough.

Nagi and Banri are killed gruesomely (an explosion and whatever torture Ryou did to Nagi). It's unclear if Gaku had an intention for murder, but we'll see later.. as for Ryou, he should find a better way to vent his anger after failing his fight for supplies.

In other news!

Sponsor items - Iori receives medical supplies, Okarin receives clean water

Takanashi Papa goes hunting.

Haruka picks flowers.

Minami and Yaotome Papa search for firewood. (separately)

Takanashi Papa goes hunting.

Anesagi discovers a river.

Deaths - Touma, Banri, Nagi

NIGHT 1

Starting the night off with something light - they're all decently equipped, and Momo is dealing with some stuff after killing Touma, but as always, not showing it. Mitsuki probably needed this mood lift too, since he didn't do too well before.

Tenn sees their fire but decides to stay hidden, trying to calculate his next move.

And continuing the trend of going to the worst people possible to be making this request to - we now know that what Gaku did was most likely an accident, and Banri just got caught up in it. Sorry, Gaku, you're gonna have to live with it.

In the distance, Takanashi Papa is trying to gather resources...

OLD MAN, DON'T CLIMB TREES, YOUR LIMBS MAY NOT BE SUITED FOR IT ANYMORE. Otoharu Takanashi joins Banri in heaven.

Other contestants find themselves alone...

Utsugi questions his sanity. Tsumugi questions her sanity too.

Anesagi cries herself to sleep.

Yaotome Papa attempts to start a fire, but is unsuccessful.

Ryou goes to sleep. (as one should after murdering a guy, you sick sick man)

But wait.. AN AMBUSH?!

Iori, Tamaki and Minami are no longer alive, because their attempt at ambushing was gravely unsuccessful. For all the planning Iori and Minami could do, there is no stopping Tamaki from acting rash..

And as a cherry on top, Torao finds new powers within himself after Riku's kind words this day and decides to-

Fatally injure Yamato! What an end to this night.

Maybe a nap would help...

Deaths - Takanashi Papa, Iori, Minami, Tamaki, Yamato

DAY 2

As the Sun's rays creep up on the grounds, people wake up and start their day with-

More bloodshed! Torao, I think you're getting WAY too into this, perhaps it might not be the best time to "give it your all"?

Other contestants seem to be doing better, possibly to balance out Torao's kill count.

As the remaining center of ZOOL, Haruka is doing his best to cover for the teammate in the "mercy" department. Thank you for sparing Sougo.

And Tenn is doing his usual thing.

In other, minor news:

Momo discovers a river.

Okarin diverts Tsumugi's attention and runs away. (Tsumugi CAN be scary, believe me)

Utsugi thinks about home.

Ryou fishes. Yuki constructs a shack. (treating it like a farming sim, I see)

Yaotome Papa travels to higher ground. (as he always does in his life)

Deaths - Ryuu, Mitsuki

Districts 2 and 9 are wiped out! Torao has the highest kill count (3) (I don't count Riku, Ryuu and Yuki in that because they were a team in killing the ambushers, and there's no way of telling who contributed the most)

NIGHT 2

Okarin and Sougo really love their campfire stories. And now that Tenn has calculated his moves from the past night, he can safely be in their company, now with his brother too.

Utsugi receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Momo thinks about home. Yuki looks at the night sky. (sighss)

Haruka passes out from exhaustion.

Yaotome Papa and Torao both see the campfire, but stay hidden for the night.

A peaceful night indeed.. Wait!

An unlikely (by threat or withholding resources) alliance of Anesagi and Ryou is going after Tsumugi and Gaku! The Manager-Idol duo survive through their sheer power (Tsumugi) and the urge to protect (Gaku).

Deaths - Anesagi, Ryou

DAY 3

Usual day, as usual it can be.

Haruka fishes.

Sougo tries to sleep through the entire day. (uncharacteristically so, perhaps from exerting himself too much)

Tsumugi runs away from Momo. (knowing his archery skills, it could have been a worse outcome. glad Momo's not out for blood)

Yuki attacks Gaku, but he manages to escape. (Gaku, what did you say to him?)

Yaotome Papa steals from Tenn while he isn't looking. (TRIGGER's property is his property too, right?)

But there's more!

Riku plays with some dangerous toys and finishes Torao's kill streak by exploding him, with Utsugi getting caught in the explosion too (That's the second manager who barely did anything and exploded. Stop exploding your local managers)

And maybe give your managers medicine next time too? Okarin received clean water earlier, but it clearly wasn't enough to stop the deathly infection.

Deaths - Torao, Utsugi, Okarin

District 8 and 11 got wiped out! 2 members of i7, 2 members of TRG, the entirety of Re:V and 1 member of ZOOL are alive. Tsumugi and Yaotome Papa are still alive too.

NIGHT 3

Surprisingly devoid of spilled blood, the night is spent peacefully

Haruka thinks about home.

Momo and Tenn run into each other and decide to truce for the night. (best interest in mind, and looking after a kouhai too! great!)

Yuki, Yaotome Papa, Riku, and Gaku sleep in shifts. (unexpected to see Gaku team up with his old man, but things happen! Riku and Yuki decide to continue their alliance from before)

Sougo receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. (so that no people can die from infection injuries ever again.)

Tsumugi questions her sanity. (i would too)

DAY 4

The cornucopia is replenished with food, supplies, weapons, and memoirs from the tributes' families.

Yuki and Gaku get into a fight over raw meat, but Yuki gives up and runs away. (he needs it for his makeshift soba, Yuki!)

Haruka decides not to go to The Feast. And as we see, it was one of the better decisions.

Yaotome Papa decides to end all sorts of rumors and blow up Riku. Unfortunately, Tenn's "twin sixth sense" couldn't make him get there in time to lead Riku away, but at least they're together now. Two kills on Yaotome Papa (and, like son like father, both he and Gaku are responsible for most explosion deaths. brilliant. please don't continue!) (also fun that Riku was playing with explosives earlier and now died. because of them)

The Feast also brings us a fight!

Sougo has had a mace since the beginning, and now he decided to use it well! And well, he used it. Momo's bow/arrows and Tsumugi's raw strength just couldn't compare.

Deaths - Riku, Tenn, Tsumugi, Momo

DAY 4 (CONT.)

Yuki camouflauges himself in the bushes. (already looks the part)

Yaotome Papa constructs a shack. (what else to do after setting off an explosive)

Sougo tends to Haruka's wounds. (very cute moment after a double-murder, but now these medicals supplies are getting some use!)

Gaku practices his archery. (did you not hear what they did to another archer moments ago?)

NIGHT 4

Yaotome Papa and Yuki tell stories about themselves to each other.

Gaku receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. (GREAT.)

Sougo tends to his wounds. (efficient and great! probably one of the better doing contestants)

Here's an example of a contestant who's not doing well.

He'll sleep it off, I'm sure.

DAY 5

Yaotome Papa starts the day off by making a wooden spear. Let's see how others are do-

BETRAYAL! After all the injuries have been healed, and Haruka's mind cleared off from screaming, he went straight for it! What a twist!!!!!! WHAT A MOVE!!!

And Sougo might not be the only one with the bad luck today.

Gaku gets betrayed by the ice and his own body, and drowns in the lake. Sadly the received hatchet will never be used.

Let's see how Yuki's doing.

Oh. Alright.

And now it all comes down to these three.

NIGHT 5

Haruka and Yaotome Papa talk about the tributes still alive. (not a lot of them, and you make 67% of the population now. this is just Yuki gossip)

Yuki accidently detonates a land mine while trying to arm it. WHAT.

Deaths - Yuki

DAY 6

Yaotome Papa accidently detonates a land mine while trying to arm it.

Hey. I think the land mines might be faulty. What the fuck!

And the winner is - Isumi Haruka, the lucky man who did not want to arm the landmines! His journey was tough, but in the end it all came down to not touching explosives.

Congratulations!

#nitunio.txt #nitu i7 ramble #idolish7 #ainana #hunger games simulator #long post under the cut

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Lights, Camera, Action!

You're rich old guy with a favorite 19 y/o camboy

FTM!Heizou x Top!Male Reader

Warnings: Fucking Machine, Filming, Daddy Kink, Drinking, Unconsciousness

Part 2

words: 1,042

"Hi everyone!" Heizou waves to the camera.

Viewers quickly flood in, the view count changes from 0 to 1,000 in seconds.

"What am I doing today?" Heizou reads out a question in chat. "I got a gift from a viewer so I think I'll try out!"

"He was very kind and bought me a fuck machine," He moves back on his bed and pulls his shorts down. He spreads his legs open. "You can see how excited I am to try it out!"

He picks up the package that contained the gift and opens it.

"Oh, there's a note." He picks up a small piece of paper. "It says...'I got this custom made' and there's a winky face."

Heizou thinks for a moment then red flushes across his cheeks.

"Let's- let's see what it looks like." Heizou takes out the machine. "Holy shit." Heizou looks at the size and thickness of the dildo.

He shows it to the camera. "He's huge! I'm getting nervous!"

The chat urges Heizou to hurry up.

"Okay okay!" He stops marveling at your dick size and gets the machine set up.

"I'm going to change the camera set up, bear with me." Heizou moves the camera so it's facing his pussy. "Don't worry, I have a second camera for my face." Heizou gets the other camera and turns it on.

He edits the stream so the camera recordings are half and half.

"Everything look good?" He asks.

The chat spams 'yes'.

"Okay." Heizou pours some lube on the toy then slowly puts it inside himself. He bites his lip as he takes it in.

He exhales deeply as he gets it all in. "It goes from one to ten....Uh, let's start with one." He presses a button on the remote.

"Mm~" Heizou rolls his head back, even at the lowest it felt good. "It's good- fuck~"

You Donated 20,000 Mora: Wishing you had the real thing?

"Hehe~" Heizou laughs. "It's too bad I can't. Would love to have my virginity taken away by a dick like this~" He's explicitly stated in the past that he wouldn't meet up with viewers, unfortunately for you and everyone else.

Everyone in chat is surprised to find out he's a virgin.

"I don't have time, mm~ for dating. Just school, work, and this."

"Guess you guys are happy to find that out, huh?" Heizou giggles.

You Donated 60,000 Mora: Raise it to 10

Heizou looks up at the donation and his eyes widen. "Since you bought it for me...okay." He brings the speed to 10.

He gasps. "Fu- fu-" He barely manages to get a word out as the machine destroys his tight little pussy.

"Uh~ com- fuck~" Heizou arches his back, squirting all over the bed and the floor. Luckily the camera wasn't hit.

He moans, grabbing for the remote but failing. "T- too mu- much~" His eyes roll to the back of his head.

You Donated 70,000 Mora: Don't stop

"Pl- ple~" Heizou comes again, this orgasm more powerful than the last. "Ca- can't-"

The chat floods with more people telling him not to stop.

"Fuck- uhn~" Heizou gives up, letting the machine fuck his brains out. He reaches down to play with his tdick, urging another orgasm.

He eventually passes out from the stimulation with the machine still on. He streamed for 2 hours before he turned everything off.

His stream had the highest views and donations he's ever had.

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You paid Heizou lots of mora for a private video call. He thought you would just watch him masturbate but oh Archons was he mistaken.

He was worried you were some creepy old man but to him, your surprisingly attractive. He could tell you were an older man but you were a hot older man.

"Hi Mr. Big Spender!" Heizou grins. It was his nickname for you. "How are you?"

"Great now that I'm talking to you." You wink. "What did you think about the gift I got you?"

Heizou flushes red from remembering how he passed out on stream. "It was amazing! I think I'll use it more in my personal time."

You smirk. "Glad you like it baby."

Heizou smiles, a fan of the pet name. "What do you want me to do...daddy?"

Heizou calling you daddy made your dick twitch in pleasure. "How about we celebrate you reaching your goals? Got any alcohol?"

"Ya know I'm 19 right?" He laughs. "But you're lucky, a friend actually gave me a bottle of champagne."

"Why don't you go get it, I'll grab some wine for myself."

Heizou nods and leaves to get the alcohol. He wasn't really uncomfortable with the fact that you were asking him to drink, it's not like you could do anything to him behind a screen, right?

Right?

Heizou gets drunk pretty fast while you're still mostly sober. It's the perfect time to execute the plan.

"Hey honey, what city do you live in?" You start with a basic question.

"Inazuma city.." Heizou replies, thinking nothing of it.

"Yeah? I live there too."

"Really? You should come visit me!" He smiles drunkenly.

That was way too easy. "You don't mind a guy like me coming over?"

"Noo! A guy like you~ has a huuuuge dick~" Heizou shakes his head.

"What's your address sweetheart?"

Heizou gives you his address immediately, completely oblivious to what he did wrong.

"Good boy, daddy will come see you soon."

"When soon?"

"In a few days, daddy's got work."

Heizou pouts. "Okay.."

"What are you gonna do when you come?" He asks.

"What do you think?"

"Gonna fuck my pussy?" He looks at you sweetly.

"Yeah baby, I'm gonna fuck that sweet little pussy of yours and pump it full of my cum."

Heizou shakes his head, eyes widening. "You can't! What if I get pregnant?!"

You know it's pointless to argue so you just go along with it. "Okay, I won't. I promise." You laugh.

Heizou sighs in relief. "Gonna use a condom, right?"

"Yeah, sure." You grin.

Of course you were lying, there was no way you were gonna use a condom let alone pull out. You were gonna make sure Heizou's pussy was completely filled with your cum.

#wicks🕯works #ftm nsft #genshin heizou #heizou x male reader #heizou smut #shikanoin heizou #genshin shikanoin #genshin impact #genshin smut #top male reader #male reader #🕯Heizou #🕯️heizou #🕯️Genshin

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bangchanbabygurl · 7 months

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Shameless 08| If We Listen

Genre: Dark romance/horror/smut/angst/thriller/mystery

Warnings: Explicit language/mention of domestic violence/mention of violence/alcohol abuse/mention of death/stalker/mentions of blood/drug abuse/smut scenes/dark mature themes/triggering scenes/traumatic experiences

Word count: 1112

I look at the laptop screen, typing up a new email for one of Mr. Hwang's investors, Leon Modeling. I pour myself another cup of coffee before continuing to edit and proofread the email Hyunjin had given me Friday and the weekend off. He wanted me to have time to myself and grieve in my home rather than be miserable at the office; I was okay with being alone right now. But it feels so strange not having Adonis around; it felt empty and quiet. I looked at the time--9:40 PM; Hyunjin had called early, letting me know he would swing by after work. I immensely enjoy his company; it made me feel less lonely. Sarah and Violet have been working extra late at Seo's Club; with October coming up, the clubs has been getting busy.

I sent the email and closed the laptop before getting up from the dining table; I placed the empty mug in the sink. I double-checked that all the windows and doors were locked. There haven't been any weird creep events since last week, and I'm glad but still paranoid.

I lay on the couch and turned the TV on; my eyes wandered around the living room. It's empty, feels empty...I can't believe Adonis is gone. I've had him since he was a pup, and now he's gone, I rest my head on his favorite pillow that he used to sleep on. I bring the blanket up to my chin and let the tears fall; it hurts. Adonis was my everything, and I spent my whole life with him. Now, it feels so empty and lonely without him; my lips quiver as a sob escapes. I look at the TV, not caring about it whatsoever. I want Adonis back, but that's not gonna happen.

I was startled upon hearing knocking at the front door; I wiped away the tears and got up from the couch. I walk over to the front door, peeking through the side window to see Hyunjin. I unlock the door. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked, walking inside the house closing and locking the door behind him. I walk back into the living room and curl up on the couch. Hyunjin removed his blazer, setting it on the couch's armrest, "I'm fine..." I said, forcing a small smile. Hyunjin was a hard person to convince when it came to emotions, "Your eyes are red and puffy, Y/N," He said, sitting on the couch. I let a small chuckle leave my lips as I turned my attention to the TV; some horror movie was playing. I felt the side of the couch by me dip lightly, "It's nothing to worry about," I uttered.

Hyunjin managed to get me into his arms as we sat silently, probably not even paying attention to the movie; my head was resting on his shoulder.

Hyunjin began to play softly with my hair as we watched the TV, "What made you get into business?" Hyunjin asked. I bite my bottom lip, "It was my only option," I said. I pull the blanket closer to me, "Your only option?" Hyunjin asked as he held me closer. "My parents gave me two options...either I do something financially successful or get married to Francis Deville, so I picked business." I said, letting out a tired sigh. Hyunjin had muted the TV, "You're doing business because your parents wanted you to marry someone financially stable?" He asked, looking at me with eyes I couldn't read or explain.

I nodded, "Yeah, my parents have always loved the idea of controlling my siblings and my life, but of course, when I had turned nineteen, I broke out of their control by ru—moving out." I said, sitting up and getting up from the couch. "Y/N...you ran away from home? How long have you been living in Seoul? Have your parents tried getting in contact with you?" Hyunjin gave question after question; I looked at him. "Does that even matter, Hyunjin?" I asked, starting to feel annoyed just by talking about my parents.

"Don't you think your parents are worried?" Hyunjin asked. I let out a laugh and looked at him with an amused smile. "Worried? Hyunjin, there's so much about my life you don't know." I stated, I folded the blanket and set it on the couch. "My parents never cared about me; as the third oldest of the family, all they cared about was marrying me to some rich guy," I said, sighing.

Hyunjin seemed concerned and perplexed, "When I was in high school, I had bad habits—addictions. I was partying, drinking alcohol like there's no tomorrow, and stuffing my nose with coke. During my sophomore year, I realized that I needed to get out of that dark place, so I went to my parents wanting help....only for them to throw me into some rehabilitation run by a Christian church when my parents were Catholics." I said, wiping away my useless tears. I rolled my shirt sleeves up, revealing the scars and old wounds I had done to myself in the past, "I wasn't okay; that rehabilitation was a living hell for me. My parents didn't care if I lived or killed myself. All they cared about was their reputation and their greed for wealth." I said.

Hyunjin's eyes were glossy and filled with empathy, "That is why I ran away from home and escaped to Seoul, and I'm better off not having to worry about them at all." I admitted. Hyunjin's grip on my arms was tender; the way he inspected the scars was so careful and gentle. Hyunjin pressed soft kisses on the wounds; I gave him a dazed expression. "I'm sorry," He whispered, tears covering his glass-like skin. I shook my head in response, "I'm sorry for not realizing that you were once in a dark place; I'm sorry for pushing you..." Hyunjin whispers. I wipe away his tears, "It's okay, you didn't know." I said.

Hyunjin pulls me against his chest, his arms wrapped around me. His warmth swallowed me whole as his empathy made me wonder if he had been in a dark place. I wrap my arms around his waist, closing the distance between us. "Are you okay?" He whispered, I smiled softly. "I am now," I said, I looked up at him. Hyunjin smiles, "I'm glad, I worry about you...a lot," He said. I smiled, "You don't have to," I said. Hyunjin pushed a strand of hair behind my ear, "I find myself caring about you every minute Y/N," He admitted. My heart is racing like crazy.

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changingplumbob · 2 months

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Nishidake Household: Chapter 5, Part 3

In this part Keira pops by, Charlie invites her parents over for dinner and Kaori tries to lift Charlie's spirits when she gets in a gloomy funk.

Charlie is busy tending the garden while a betrayed post bath Clover mopes on her dog bed.

*Doorbell*

Clover: *barks* I got it mummy, I got it

Keira: *shivers* let me in let me in let me in

Charlie: Hey! I didn’t know you were stopping by

Keira: Can we please talk inside where I can feel my fingers

Charlie: No. I’m comfy out here

Keira: Charlie!

Charlie: Kidding, get in. Just remember, no shoes inside

Keira: I’m so glad you two got a thermostat

Charlie: I don’t know if it was worth it, you kept us pretty warm before with lighting that fire

Keira: It was an accident! When are you going to forget it

Charlie: Never. It’s in the big sister code somewhere that I’m obligated to remind you that you set my dryer on fire until one of us dies

Keira: Fine. Then I get to forever remind you about every time your sport practice broke windows

Charlie: Sounds fair

Keira: Oh I love that photo of us, our first one in Sulani. It feels like forever ago now

Charlie: Keira, you didn’t come all this way to talk about photos that are on the wall at home

Charlie: What’s going on? Is everything alright with Marta?

Keira: With Marta? Oh she’s great. But umm… I’m a bit worried about mum and dad

Charlie: What do you mean

Keira: They’ve been taking Carson to all these appointments lately and coming home tired. I worry they’re wearing themselves out

Charlie: They are getting older Keira

Keira: I tried to offer to cook for them to help but they know I can’t cook. Marta can but they keep insisting she’s a guest. Could you invite them around here for dinner or something? Let them get out of the house

Charlie: If it’ll make you feel better, I have tomorrow off work anyway

Keira: Thanks Charlie

Charlie: So what’s Carson got these appointments for

Keira: Mum won’t tell me, just says not to worry about it while putting on a happy face

Charlie: Don’t worry Keira, I’ll help them take a night off. Promise

Keira: Thanks. This is why you're my favourite sister

Charlie: Yeah I... Wait, I'm your only sister!

Upstairs Kaori is busy. Having finished filming her video she now needs to get started on editing, a well as adding effects and transitions.

Clover: *barks* Mummy time for snuggles and snooze

Kaori: Is it bedtime already

Clover: *barks* yes that is what I just said

Kaori: *sighs* I guess this will keep until tomorrow. Lead the way

The next morning the couple decide to start the day off with a bang while they both have energy, before leaving bed.

Kaori: Got plans for your day off

Charlie: I’m going to invite mum and dad for dinner. Hey maybe we could get some climbing practice in?

Kaori: Sure- oh wait. I forgot, I do have this video I need to get out

Charlie: When by

Kaori: Sometime this morning… not sure exactly

Charlie: Okay. I can chill around the house until you’re ready

Kaori: Thanks. I do want to go climbing

Charlie: But you also like money, I understand

Kaori: Where was I… PrimSims… I need to be better at labelling stuff

Clover: *barks* Everything should be given its own scent

Kaori: I think the first half is good but this second half needs work

Diligently working on her video, Kaori is kept company by Clover who has a very good “Are you done yet” face. Eventually though Kaori uploads it, and gets the bonus for correct content!

Charlie and Kaori set off for the climbing wall and try to assess the conditions (is it normal to not get a pop up about it? What’s the point of assessing if the game won’t even tell you). After putting on their climbing gear and doing a few warm up stretches they get started. Both manage to make it to the top but the practice is full of many falls. Luckily they’re prepared and don’t get injured. Eventually the two have had enough of slipping and decide to head home when the watcher notices the ice sign.

Charlie: Would have been nice to know that earlier

They arrive home to good news, Clover’s snow booties have arrived!

Charlie: Let’s see… oh they fit great don’t they honey pie

Clover: *barks* the heck am I wearing

Charlie: Shall we go for a run to test them out huh

Clover: *barks* Wait, why isn’t the snow making my paws wet

Charlie and her dog head off. It doesn’t take much time for Clover to adjust to the booties and soon enough she’s running like she’s worn them all her life.

Kaori: Another bit of broken plumbing? Seriously *sighs* I guess I could stream fixing it, maybe that will help my fame level

After a messy fix Kaori sets her sights on dinner. The drone has plenty of battery left so she decides to change her handiness livestream in to a cooking livestream.

*doorbell*

Kaori: That must be my in-laws, thanks for watching everyone

Kayleigh: Who were you talking to

Kaori: Just the drone

Charlie: Oh crumbs, I forgot the time. We better race home Clover

Kayleigh: Lovely to see you Kaori

Kaori: Thanks for coming. Sometimes I just want to make a big meal for sharing but Charlie and I can't eat it all alone

Kayleigh: Where’s my daughter got to

Kaori: She was taking Clover for a run. She’ll be back soon. How have you been

Kayleigh shrugs in a non-committal way as the door opens again.

Charlie: Sorry if I’m late

Harvey: No worries, we haven’t started eating yet

Charlie: So how’s things at home

Harvey: Pretty good, I’m getting my fish stocks up

Kayleigh: And I’m working on some new paintings

Charlie: How’s Carson

Kayleigh: Did we tell you he has asthma

Charlie: Reece told us. Is he doing okay?

Kayleigh: He’s… adjusting

Kaori: My grandmother had asthma. It’s not too tricky to manage once you get a routine. I’m sure Keira and Marta would be happy to help with cleaning if you asked

Kayleigh: But they’re guests

Charlie: They’re family mum. They’ll help. And Carson is in scouts, he must know some recipes by now

After dinner wraps up Kayleigh gives Harvey a quick peck on the cheek before heading outside to play some chess with Charlie. Clover takes a well deserved nap following her run, and Harvey chats to Kaori.

Harvey: They left you how much

Kaori: I know, it’s a lot. But Charlie and I want to do some good with it. We’re just not sure where to start

Harvey: You’re both sensible, you’ll think of something

Kaori: We did have an idea that we could place an offer on the park in Wakaba, try and stop every space there being turned in to new houses

Harvey: See now, that’s a great idea! How exactly would you go about doing that though

Kaori: Well the park is owned by the council at the moment but they’ve let the neighbourhood residents know they’re open to offers on the space

Harvey: It sounds like a good first step, buying a park to keep it as a park. I’m sure that’s the kind of thing your grandparents wanted you to do as a guardian

Kaori: I hope so. I really hope so

Charlie: Are you sure you’re managing mum

Kayleigh: Honey, please, I’m not even an elder

Charlie: I know but Keira said you’ve been taking Carson to all these appointments and-

Kayleigh: Charlie, I love you, but your brother’s health is his private business

Charlie: *sighs* Keira’s just worried you’ll burn yourself out. And yeah maybe I’m worried to

Kayleigh: I’m doing well, so is your dad. When sims grow older they get more tired, we’re adjusting. Now I think I can head off

Charlie: But the game-

Kayleigh: Checkmate

Charlie: Again? Ugh, how did I miss that

Charlie and Kaori head to the gym to fit in some more climbing practice but it seems they’re out of luck.

Kaori: Why are climbing machines roped off

Suzanna: Oh I just asked management. They’re doing some necessary upgrades apparently

Joey: See I told you the gym would be broken

Deanna: She didn’t say all the machines are broken

Joey: Maybe we should just pretend they are. So, purple, you like rock climbing do you? If you ever want to try out your technique, I’m down for being climbed

Suzanna: *laughs* Steady on kid, I’m married

*THUNK*

Devin: Don’t panic everyone! Just another fan

Charlie: It really does happen all the time

Devin: That’s what I’ve been saying

Charlie: Do you have time to walk Clover this morning

Kaori: Sure

Charlie: Thanks. This faux meat wall is difficult to improve, I want to give it a good massage today

Kaori pulls a face but nevertheless gets Clover and her booties ready for a walk.

Charlie takes some time to try and improve her logic skill again, playing another match against herself. The problem is the other her always wins. She lets out a particularly heavy sigh of frustration as Kaori and Clover get back.

Kaori: You okay Char

Charlie: I just lost, again

Kaori: But doesn’t that mean you also won

Charlie: Nope. I lost. I can never beat myself

Kaori decides Charlie needs to get away from the chess board to get some perspective.

Kaori: Do you want to head to the climbing walls at the gym? The walls here are icy again

Charlie: They’ll probably be icy forever (Charlie is very much in her gloomy mindset today)

Kaori: Shall we race to the top

Charlie: Yeah I guess, but I’ll probably just lose

Kaori: Come on Char, you know you can climb

Charlie is slow to get into it but nevertheless Kaori persists with her cheerful chatter and encouragement. As time passes the exercise endorphins help Charlie who begins to get back to her competitive normal. The end results show that Charlie has climbed further than Kaori, drawing a smile from Charlie which of course makes Kaori happy.

When they get home Kaori heads upstairs to edit some videos that have been sitting on her hard drive for a while. There’s one on handiness, and one on cooking, and of course another stereotypical product review. Kaori really hopes one day she can get free stuff to review rather than paying for it herself. Maybe at the next celebrity level. Downstairs Charlie takes her improving mood and tends to the bonsai bush in the hall.

Charlie: Now, where… to start?

Clover: *barks* it’s too tall now

Charlie: I wish I could remember what shape I made last time

Clover: *barks* prune it into a ball shape

Charlie: Maybe if I keep the stuff on this side… and chop this?

Clover: *barks* that’s not a ball shape

Maybe it isn’t tennis ball shaped but pruning it has helped get Charlie in a focused headspace for her game today. She pops upstairs to wish Kaori good luck for her dinner and then heads off.

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thebelladonnamoon · 1 year

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Help!! I've just finished ACoSaS (which is freaking amazing by the way, like 10/10. I'm not sure how canon will beat it, I actually squealed and then cried at the end - multiple times) and I need more Gwyn and Az to fill the massive hole its left in my heart. Do you have any fic recommendations?

Thank you!!!!!!!!!

Hello lovely 🥰❤️ Thank you so much for your message. I'm so glad you liked ACOSAS, that's such an incredible compliment, haha thank you 🥹

If you are ready to tumble down the dangerous rabbit hole that is Gwynriel fanfiction - and accept the consequences of no sleep and incurable addiction - here are my all-time favourites:

On My Radar by @vikingmagic33 - Novel length. Chefs kiss dialogue, razor sharp wit that will have you smiling at your phone, emotional character growth and amazing characterisation.

Rules for Spies by @houseofhurricane - Novel length. Incredible plot steeped in fun fan theory, steamy tension and literally everything to satiate your Gwynriel espionage fantasies.

Trial of the Valkyrie by @daevastanner - Novel length. Based on Outlander (I mean, need I say more?), sizzling fake marriage trope, very original plot and amazing writing that will keep you reading well into the night.

The Bargain by @headcanonheadcase (AU) - Novel length. I never even knew about ice hockey or read AU before this but the story is just so heart warming and perfectly sexy I’ve been solidly converted to both. The ultimate cosy weekend fic.

Sweet Waters of Spring by @yanny-77 - Short fic. This is a WIP but so worth the read. Lots of sizzling tension, hot and bothered/flustered Az and a fun Spring Court setting.

For Research Purposes Only by @shadowriel (WIP, AU) - I only just started reading this but if you like Ali Hazelwood you will devour this incredible stem AU. Super cute character dynamic, chefs kiss fake dating trope, plus Azriel being a total simp.

We Don't Slut Shame Males in the Night Court by @vikingmagic33 - This mini fic is like a dessert, you start reading the first chapter and just can’t stop. Azriel is in his self destructive himbo era and Gwyn is the best friend that won’t give up on him. Equal measures cute and sexy, and wholly satisfying.

'i watch the skies getting light' by @damedechance - One shot. I had to add this! This one shot somehow manages to be salaciously sexy and perfectly poetic at the same time. The writing is top tier, characterisation is on point and it is literally blush in public hot.

*edited later on because I was stupid and forgot one of my favourite ones ever*

There are plenty more amazing works, but I would recommend starting with these 🥰

#gwynriel fic #gwyneth berdara #azriel shadowsinger #ao3 #fic recommendation

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sortofanobsession · 5 months

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Catching up (Platonic Mobius M Mobius x Reader)

Author's Note: here is just a 1k word scene of camaraderie. A bit of Lokius feels.

Misery might love company but good friends lift you up.

Post Season 2

Unbeta'd and barely edited.

Gender neutral for the most part.

Content warnings: loneliness, sadness.

You wave to Mobius as you walk through the restaurant doors. He stands and helps you out of your jacket. You hug. It almost feels normal. But for you, it isn't.

To anyone in the restaurant you look like two friends catching up, or maybe a couple on a date. They couldn't possibly know the reality of your situation.

Mobius gives you a once over as you take the seat he offers you.

“You look stunning,” he says as he sits at the table.

“Oh hush, you’d say that about anything after knowing me only in those beige and brown boring outfits day in and day out for all of time.” You grin. “But you don't look so bad yourself, M. “Especially the tie.”

Mobius grins as he smoothes the deep green tie he had paired with a black suit.

“You would, considering you picked it out.”

“You needed more color in your wardrobe,” you grinned. “And I know you like the color.” You wink. He shakes his head but you don't miss the sad look in his eyes. You reach across the table and squeeze his hand. “I miss ‘em too, M.”

He nods but the waiter arrives and you place your orders.

You talk about the weather and surface topics as the waiter brings your drinks. You tell him how Casey, OB and Timely have been testing a new feature of an alternative power source since the TVA doesn't actually pull energy from the loom like you used too. Sure, OB had stabilized a source not long after the loom failed. But OB was no longer satisfied with a singular source. He wanted back up for back ups.

“That's OB,” Mobius says fondly. “I'm just glad he has help now. It's not all on him.” Mobius gets that look that you know means he’s starting to get lost in his memories.

“So,” you ask. “How’re the boys?” and you have his full attention again.

“They’re good,” he smiles as he thinks about his sons. “A handful, but good.”

“Mischievous, are they?”

“Oh without a doubt,” Mobius chuckles.

You laugh too because of course the people he loves most are chaotic by nature.

“Well, if anyone knows how to handle chaotic energy, it's you, Mobius.” You smile up at the waiter as he brings your entrees.

“How about you? What have you been up to? Last I heard B-15 had you keeping an eye on some of the former TVA workers.”

You nod. “The ones we weren't sure would adjust well, but honestly, most everyone is thriving.”

“Except?”

“Just a couple people,” you try to shrug off details. But he waits you out. “Brad Wolfe is thriving but he's still an erratic idiot, so we keep an eye on him.”

“Probably a good call,” he says between bites of his side salad. “Anyone else setting off that analyst brain of yours?”

You had just taken another bite of your pasta when he asked and you tried not to sigh.

“Like I said, most everyone is doing well. You hear from Sylvie more than I do, and the TVA is still in transition, but we’re doing alright.”

“But?” He asks, because he's Mobius and he knows to read between the lines.

You sigh and set your fork down. Stalling as you take a sip of your drink but he just watches you with a narrowed gaze.

“Mobius,” you start, tone now more serious.

It's his turn to sign. “It's me isn't it, I'm the outlier.”

“You lost more than anyone, Mobius, and that's understandable.”

“You lost your friend too,” he says. You and Loki had been thick as thieves. You worked with the god almost as well as Mobius did. “And D-90.” You and the hunter had been close. How close Mobius had never managed to get out of you, but he knew it broke your heart when you found out Brad pruned him. He was pretty sure that was why you monitored the actor as close as you do. If Brad failed to make use of the life he killed your closest companion for, you'd prune Brad Wolfe yourself.

“The job always had risks,” you say sadly. “It was always a possibility. But before it had a purpose.”

“For all time,” Mobius says.

“Always,” you finish for him.

“Doesn't make it easier,” he says knowingly.

“Still keep expecting him to drop by my desk like nothing has changed.”

“Now you know why I didn't stay,” he points out.

“I knew that already, M.” You start eating again.

“But you need that purpose, don't you?” He asks.

“I didn't have a timeline with people that needed me,” you tell him. “I just monitor you guys now. No variants. It's rare we actually have to intervene these days. Just watching out for Timely’s variants. And thankfully they haven't seemed to notice us yet. But I think that's more…their doing than anyone else's.” You liked to think Loki had a hand in it all.

It's quiet as you both finish your meals.

“You can say their name,” Mobius finally says as dessert arrives. Mobius had predictably gotten key lime pie. “It's alright. I know you're avoiding it for my sake.”

“Last thing I want to do is make it harder on you, M. But to me, it’s…important. I know Loki’s got a bigger role than just protecting the timelines and free will. I just do.”

“How can you be so sure?” He asks.

You study your former colleague and there it was. The doubt and loneliness is written on his face. Unmasked and very real. You reach for his hand again. “Because of the little things. Brighter flowers, my favorite coffee is never out of stock. A pack of cookies I could have sworn weren't there before.” You admit. “Either that or time has finally swiss cheesed my brain and my memory is failing.”

“Maybe it's just wishful thinking,” he says.

“Maybe, but at least this time I get to choose to believe. And I do. Believe in Loki. Always have thanks to you. So, I know you do too.”

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