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devil-doms · 1 year

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Levi 🧡🔞

CW: possessiveness, markings, GN!pronouns, AFAB!mc

MINORS, AGELESS AND BLANK BLOGS DNI. NO AGE INDICATOR = BLOCK

AN: I was gonna make this ongoing, slow burn story, but I didn't touch it for a month and forgot the plan for it so it just got smutty. Its just this part now (unless you want a continuation of it, let me know!) ngl, I kinda miss writing long stuff like this instead of just a smut scenario (Let me know if you like more of this too!)

How could he fall for a normie? A human on top of it?! Levi spams the buttons on his controller out of frustration.

A game over screen fades onto the screen. He slouches back into his chair and sighs loudly, closing his eyes. He’s been irritated since dinner last night when he saw you and Mammon flirting. He didn’t think he’d care at all but now he’s beating himself up over it.

Nothing he did took his mind off you. You played games together, watched series together, all his drawings looked like you. He couldn’t even close his eyes without seeing you.

As if you knew he was thinking about you, you sent him a text, “Going out with Mammon and Asmo to a party, I know you don’t like social events, but do you want to join?”

Levi sat there for a moment, contemplating it. On one hand, he can see you and maybe get a dance. You would fall for him, he’d confess to you outside the building under the moonlight just like in his animes. On the other…it’s a social event also with Mammon and Amso. He decided the pro out weighted the cons, bit his tongue and sent the “Ok!“ sticker.

He once again let out a sigh, brushed his hair, put on some cologne and left him room. You, Mammon and Asmo were waiting by the front door. Asmo goes on ahead before he becomes “more than fashionably late.” Leaving you and Mammon to chat.

Levi walks down the stairs to meet with you both. You wave at him and the three of you make your way to the party. He watches the way you and Mammon bounce off each other. The connection you had made him want to bash his head into a wall. What made it worse was the statement provided earlier, you were a human- a normie.

He continues watching you two poke at each other and laugh. Levi debated stopping in his tracks and returning home. He was already falling behind.

Before he could stop completely you turned around and held your hand out to him, “Come on!” His face grew red, but slowly he took your hand and you pulled him up by you. It wasn’t long till he was also subjected to the same poking and jokes he was observing earlier.

Eventually you all made it to the party. Loud music blared from within the house. Mammon ran up the steps and opened the doors, he motioned for the both of you to follow. The bass from the music shook the house, the flashing rainbow lights made it hard to see. Mammon led you two through the crowd of demons before vanishing. You call for him but your voice travels nowhere. You quickly turn around to maybe see Levi, but he’s no where to be seen. Being the only human at the party, you’re a little anxious.

Every time you turned around there were demons looking at you with hungry eyes. All of them were drooling at the thought of getting a piece of you. You were truly scared, Mammon nor Levi were there to protect you and you were far too frazzled to use your summoning's for them.

A hand is placed on your shoulder, you jump and turn to look at who it was. A lower ranked demon smiles at you, he leans down to your ear, “You alright? I don’t think you should be by yourself here.”

You cusp your hands around his ear and explain what happened, "Ah- you lost your friends? I think I saw one of them in the corner over there, I can bring you back to him if you'd like." Said the demon.

You nod your head, "Yes please!"

The demon takes your hand and leads you out of the overwhelming crowd to Levi, who was indeed standing in the corner, frantically typing on his phone.

"Levi!" You yell over the music.

He looks up from his phone and his face goes from panic to relief seeing that you're okay, "MC!" It doesn't take him long to see the demon holding your hand, and his jealousy spikes up. He decides to look past it for now.

You let go of the demons hand and run up to Levi, "Where did you go?" You ask him.

"You were moving too quickly trying to keep up with Mammon that you slipped out of my sight. I tired texting you but there's no service here." He shows you his phone, open to your messages. He had spammed a bunch of stickers and "Where R U??"s.

"Aww, you were worried about me." You tease.

"N-No! Like I'd be worried about some normie..."

Your new demon friend walks up behind you, "Well if you don't care about them, then I guess you don't mind if I ask them to dance."

"I guess not." You say, teasing Levi again. You take the demons hand again, "We'll be over there! I'll be right back!"

Levi's face drops, he stares at you two wide eyed. They really had to dance right in front of me? What? Are you making fun of me? What's this demons problem? He clenches his jaw, his jealousy is clouding his vision and way of thinking. You were his, and he was going to let this demon know.

You were enjoying your time dancing when you notice your friends eyes widen with fear. A hand grabs your arm and you look behind you, seeing it was Levi, in his demon form. Before you could say anything he drags you away to a random room in the house.

The room he ended up choosing was a cramped closet. The music muffled as he shut the door behind you two, locking it. The only light source you had was from the crack under the door.

"Levi, what the hell?" You say slightly annoyed.

"I don't want that demon to have you...I want you to be mine and I want everyone else here to know that." He cups your face and kisses you hard. You return it, moving your lips in rhythm with his.

You run your hands up into his hair as he moves his hands down to your top to undo the buttons. Your chest is fully exposed for Levi to run his cold, slender fingers all over. You pull your hands back to continue stripping yourself down, Levi did the same.

You push him into the wall and he grabs your hips. His tail curls up your leg, sending chills up your spine. He slowly descends down the wall, pulling you down with him. You were already wet, so he eases you onto the one part of his split, tentacle cock. You exhale loudly, he was so big and you were so tight.

You slowly rock back and forth on his cock, the other part slides into your ass. You're taken aback and gasp when he slipped in. His cock takes over, pulsing inside you. You lean forward into the crook of his neck, cursing under your breath.

The cursing quickly changed to moans as Levi dug his nails into your back, resulting in you doing the same. He places his mouth all over your neck and chest, leaving his mark everywhere.

You scratch his back as his cocks thrust harder and deeper into you. Tears of pleasure run down your face and your toes curl as he moves faster. You both let out short quick moans. You can feel his cocks expanding inside you, he was about to cum.

You shove your face deeper into Levi's neck, your body tenses up and you clench around him. Levi's head rolls back, the pleasure runs throughout both of you. Him cum leaks out of you, dripping down the side of your leg. You're both too exhausted to move.

Levi wraps his arms around you, you feel his tail disappear as he turns back into his normal self, "Sorry...for letting my envy take over me..." He apologizes.

"No need to apologize, now all these other demons will know I'm all yours."

Levi smiles to himself, "Yeah...that's true."

You both get back up and blindly put your clothes back on. You unlock the door and open it. You both squint as the bright, neon lights flash into your faces again. When your eyes adjusted you saw Asmo and Mammon looking at you two.

You looked over to Levi, who's face was bright red. His envious side was quite satisfied, but now that he was back to his normal form, he was dealing with a lot of embarrassment.

"Wow!! I didn't think you guys would actually do it! Mammon owes me 500 Grimm!" Asmo yells over the music.

"You bet money on us?!" Levi yells back, the two other bother nod and shrug.

"How'd you find us?!" You ask.

"Asmo and I ran into each other tryin' to find you two, asked 'round and some demon said Levi took off with ya in here." Mammon said, before you could say something else Mammon cut you off, "We need to get outta here now, Lucifer is lookin' for us."

Your eyes widen, "You didn't tell him where we went?"

"Nope." He replies.

You roll your eyes and reach your hand back to Levi, then reach forward to hold Mammon's, he held Asmo's to create a buddy system to lead through the party without losing anyone again. You all make it out the door together, then rush back to the house.

Back at the house you all went to Asmo's room. You sat on the edge of Asmo's bed, having him cover up Levi's markings, for Levi's sake. Every time he looked at you his face would glow bright red, remembering the whole thing again.

"So unfair! You could have invited me!! It looks like you both had an amazing time!!" Asmo whines.

"Gross!" Mammon yells from behind you, laying down and Asmo rolls his eyes.

You smirk and look at Levi at the other end of the bed, "I know I did." Levi quickly covers his mouth with the back of his hand and looks away. Mammon lightly shoves you forward, "Aye!"

Asmo pouts, then applies a cream to you face, "You should be all set by the morning, dear." He pats the spot next to you, "Levi, your turn."

Levi moves down beside you and Asmo starts his skincare on him, "Now what about you dear? Did you have good time?"

He begins to panic glancing around the room, "Uh- I mean- Uhmm- Uh-"

"Did you not enjoy it? The marks on my back say otherwise." You say, lightly elbowing him. Levi quickly burrows his face into his hands, about to implode, Mammon begins to kick him, Asmo squeals and you laugh.

After a long night in Asmo's room, Mammon and Asmo had fallen asleep, you and Levi began your walk to your own rooms.

"Do you think Mammon made up the whole Lucifer thing? He never came to punish us and none of us got a text or call." You ask.

"That, or Lucifer is planning a big punishment for all of us." Levi jokes.

You reach you room and look at him, "Or maybe Mammon was jealous and didn't want us to be alone together again. He hasn't left our side since he found us at the party." You grab Levi's shoulder and whisper closely into his ear, "Maybe you should mark me up again so they know who I belong to..."

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writersminagerie · 6 months

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I don't mind || Gale POV

(See if you get the relationship between the two titles)

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3

Characters: Gale, Astarion, Shadowheart

Ships: Bloodweave

Warnings: Mentions of blood, bodily harm

Gales POV of - Where's my mind.

Gale was happy when Tav stopped the Drow from killing the innocent Gnomes. Taking Nere's head for the pain he'd caused would give Gale immeasurable pleasure, a feeling he didn't indulge in often. Thankfully Tav had the good sense to take advantage of the tension between the cultists and non-believers to pit them against one another. A brilliant strategic move that kept them from facing off against a larger force alone.

Gale pushed the Duegar around him back with a thunder wave just in time to see Astarion coming toward him. Something was wrong, the vampire's movements were jerky, as if he was a puppet on strings. Gale crosses his staff in front of his body, unsure what to do. He didn't want to hurt the other...

"Astarion?" Gale called to him with no response. The glazed look in the vampires eyes, his expression a mix of confusion and fear, the way he stumbles towards him like... Mystra preserve him, the vampire had been enthralled! Gale started to cast Dispel Magic when Astarion suddenly gained a burst of speed. His body unable to resist the Mindmaster's commands.

The rogues blade was a blinding flash before the pain blossomed though his body, he looked down to see the dagger hit deep in his abdomen.

Gale drops his staff as he seizes Astarions arm, stopping him from jerking the blade out. His other hand cups the man's cheek. He finishes Dispel Magic, and Astarion's eyes clear, only for the shock and horror to take hold. The man's immediate reaction was to reassure him. To tell him it was all Ok, but the pain and shock hadn't worn off enough yet.

"Gale.." He could hear the crack in the Vampire's voice. "I-I didn't... I'm sorry." Gale knew he didn't mean it. It hadn't been his choice. His legs give out causing Astarion to catch him in a panic. He wasn't exactly mindful of the dagger, and Gale had to bite back a pained noise.

"Gale! No-! listen, stay with me!" The Wizard's arm wraps awkwardly around Astarion as he's helped away from the fighting to rest against a wall. "Gods.. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please- Stay with me." The desperation and guilt in the others voice broke Gales heart. As much as Astarion tried to play the part of uncaring scoundrel, Gale knew there was horrible trauma he was trying to bury. To hide from the outside world. This would make the vampire pull more in on himself, and the guilt would eat him alive.

"It's- it's OK Astarion," Gale said, "it wasn't you." Gods it hurt to breathe. But Shadowheart would come set him to rights he just had to hang on. The man brushes the vampires forehead and cheek with his fingers, trying to soothe him. And he was doing a terrible job he was sure.

"Just be still, and try not to talk.

"A hard ask." There was blood pooling in the back of Gales throat making the laugh sound wet. That didn't go unnoticed it would seem.

"This isn't the time for jokes."

The vampire is brushing his forehead, and cupping his cheek. Gale closes his eyes and leans into the touch. He'd no intentions of Dying, but if he had being with the elf in his final moments felt.. nice. But the orb would destabilize, and he was still needed by Tav and the others. He smiles at Astarion.

"I have no intentions of leaving yet, not to worry," Gale said , "not till I've seen-seen all this through." He also didn't intend to leave Astarion alone. Over the few weeks they'd been traveling together they'd found more common ground. Maybe even started getting along, at least in Gale's mind. It was hardly a time for a confession of feelings but when was it ever a good time?

"Astarion.." he begins but trails off as Shadowheart appeared. She looked ready to kill the vampire and Astarion having not seen her approach let out a snarl and bared his teeth. Gale couldn't take a moment to appreciate the protective gesture as Astarion was all but pushed out of the way.

The vampire stands up, Gale reaches for him. He wanted to ask him to wait, to stay, but what little strength he'd had was ebbing away. So the Vampire turns, leaving the Wizard to stare pleadingly at his back

"I'll cover you," Astation spoke.

"You better. And keep your blades trained on our enemies" Shadowheart said coldly. Astarion made no other comment, just slunk back to the fight with a ferocity that rivaled Karlach's.

"It wasn't his fault," Gale said as Shadow heart began to heal him. She grunted in response. "It wasn't his fault." He repeats, his voice firmer. "Don't you dare blame him." Shadowheart looked at the Wizard like he'd gone insane.

"He stabbed you with a dagger," she said like Gale hadn't realized. As if to emphasize this, she pulled the blade out of his body. Gale let out a pained cry and glares at her she gave him a 'what?' Expression. The blade had to be removed sooner or later. She passes her hands over the wound, the flesh knitting back together. There was silence for a moment.

"He didn't do it for the thrill of it. One of the mindmasters enthralled him," he said. "Anyone of us could have fallen prey to the enchantment. Would you wanted to be blamed for hurting an ally when you weren't in control?"

"I'd accept responsibility yes," Shadowheart retorted, "Whether i meant to or not I'd have still done it. And it would have been my weak will that would have allowed -"

"Astarion isn't weak willed."

Shadowheart raises an eyebrow, "well now. You've really come to like him haven't you."

Gale feels his ears burn. "It's not.. ANYONE could have been dominated by a Mindmaster, they're solely trained for that kind of thing!"

"Of course."

"You shouldn't make fun of me. I got stabbed after all," Gale whines and a small grin appears on Shadowhearts face. "Fine I'll make fun of you later."

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clickerflight · 9 months

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Burned at the stake - Part 1

Well. I have done it. 14K ish words. I'll put this out in about 5 bits me thinks. Anyways, enjoy!

Content: Vampire whumpee, out of body experience (?), mention of vampire trafficking, burning flesh

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Fanatic was a word often tied to cults, to religious nuts, to conspiracy theorists, which really is quite narrow minded. The word fanatic more often applies to a wider range of people, more specifically known as anthropology students. After all, who else would spend outrageous amounts of money and time to go to some remote jungle that could most certainly kill them in a thousand different ways for the remote chance that they might find some ancient temple that some random drunk dude swore till he was blue was there, and also very haunted.

So, yes, Joanna was having just about as much fun as a human being could experience as she hacked her way through the brush ahead of her slightly less enthusiastic colleague, Kyle. Because he had more of his wits about her (more but not much more as he was a student of ancient languages and only here in case they found the temple and something needed to be translated) he was slowed by making sure they marked the path back clearly.

“Joanna, when was the last time you looked at the map?”

“Kyle, you know as well as I that time does not exist out here,” she replied, pausing to get a sip of water before pushing forward again. “But we do not need a map! All we need is our hearts and our minds!”

Kyle laughed as she flashed him a grin while reaching to pull out the map and check the compass. “Yeah, we’re on track.”

“Good,” Kyle replied. “Do you know how much farther we need to go?”

“Well, probably another 2 or 3 miles but…..”

Kyle paused, looking at Joanna who’s movements became more purposeful and smooth, like she was completing a ritual. Kyle felt it as well. There was a tension in the air. Something that said they would discover something interesting soon, like the forest was holding its breath while it waited for their reaction.

And now that he thought about it, the birds had all gone silent.

Joanna had noticed as well, and she slowed down so he could catch up with her. His shoulder brushed hers as she paused, leaning to see past the foliage ahead. It almost seemed as though there was a man-made clearing, and the tension in the air went from intriguing to nerve wracking. Kyle glanced past Joanna who tightened her grip on her machete and pushed forward. The foliage around the clearing was dense, and the effort to get through it left Joanna and Kyle exhausted as they took turns cutting the vines. Kyle was so exhausted, in fact, that when he broke through the foliage with one last swing his tired arms and legs didn’t expect the lack of resistance and he fell through into the clearing.

A cloud of fine particles filled the air around him, coating his mouth as Kyle took a surprised breath. Kyle coughed hard, stirring up the ash around him as he forced himself up and out of the cloud he had stirred into the air, trying to find fresh air as Joanna came out behind him.

Kyle continued coughing out a lung or two as she stood there silently, and as his voice came back to him, he choked out, “I’m fine, by the way.” He coughed, listening for Joanna’s apology or joke or-

He blinked hard, eyes watering as he turned to look at her. “Joanna? I-”

Joanna was pale and staring at something behind him. He turned quickly, ash swirling up around his feet. The ash was everywhere in the clearing. The clearing was huge, as well, as though it had been burned and razed. Or maybe the thick layers of ash were killing off life and keeping the plants from coming back in the clearing.

The immense expanse of ash, so strange and wrong compared to the jungle that refused to touch the clearing, was nothing compared to what was in the middle.

A pole jutted from the ground, silver chains nearly hidden in the ashes underneath the charred and blackened mass skewered on the pole. There was the faint shape of ribs in the mass, the whole thing smoking faintly in the sun.

“Uhhhhhhhh, what’s that?” Kyle asked softly, but his voice seemed to ring in his ears without the dense foliage to muffle it.

“I dunno, but I’m gonna touch it,” Joanna said, kicking her way through the ashes with a scared, though determined step.

“Joanna!? What do you mean you’re gonna touch it!?” he cried, reaching forward to stop her.

She dodged past him, turning grey as the ash melted into the sweat of her body. She reached the charred mass on the pole and reached out a hand, brushing over it. She screamed and jumped back as more ash and char crumbled through her fingers. Kyle reached her, nearly knee deep in ashes.

More of the black char crumbled away, and something pale peaked through what remained of the ribs. Something that pulsed and flinched.

Holding his breath, Kyle leaned forward as Joanna vigorously wiped her hand off on her pants.

“Er….. I think this was.. Is it a vampire?”

“What?”

“There’s a heart under here. Still beating,” Kyle replied, not removing his eyes from the heart which seemed to be fused to the pole which skewered up, just barely missing it. He was trying not to be sick, but his stomach churned right along with the pulsing of the vampire heart.

Joanna shoved him out of the way so she could look, and Kyle was glad for it as he hadn’t been sure he would be able to look away. He grabbed his water out and sipped on it, shivering slightly as he dealt with what he’d just seen.

“What do we…. What do we do with it?” Joanna asked, reaching in and touching the heart very gently, almost stroking it like one would do to the chest of a friendly bird. She watched as the heart fluttered and she touched it again gently. This time the heart pulsed in response and she found herself whispering, “It’s alright. We’re not leaving you here.”

“We’re not taking that thing, are we?” Kyle asked. “What if it was left here because it was, I dunno, a monster or something?”

“So we should just leave it here?”

“We… well, we shouldn’t leave it to suffer, obviously, but we could, er…. I’m sure we could find a stick…”

“We’re not killing it. That’s murder,” Joanna replied, still stroking the pale heart.

“We should call the government, then. This isn’t our problem!”

Joanna gave him a withering look, cupping the heart and shielding it from the sun as more of the chest cavity collapsed. “And they’ll kill it for sure. You know that this country doesn’t ‘waste’ resources on vampire recoveries.”

“Alright, alright, fine,” Kyle said. He took another sip from his water and sighed. “Alright. Are we going to smuggle it back with us?”

“We have to.”

Kyle sighed. “Alright. We’d better take it back to the hotel and figure out how we’re going to get it back home. You’re carrying it.”

“Chicken,” Joanna said with a sharp grin. “Could you pass me your handkerchief?”

Kyle nodded and handed her a couple clean ones from his bag, most of them out of ziplocks and already damp to help with staying cool while they hiked, as he usually used them for.

Joanna gently wrapped them around the heart and cooed at it. “I’m sorry, love, this is gonna hurt.”

She gently pried the heart from the pole, which revealed itself to be made of silver and had burned the heart to the metal. The heart thumped irregularly as she pulled it away from the pole, leaving charred flesh behind. It nearly squirmed right out of her hands and she shushed it, pulling it more gently until she had the swathed heart shivering in her hands.

She stood up and turned, still cooing at the heart and stroking it gently, making sure the sun wouldn’t get to it by wrapping it in another piece of cloth.

“Let’s get out of here,” Kyle said with a heavy sigh. They turned back and made their way out of the jungle slowly and surely. With the heart tucked into her bag, they got a taxi in the rundown town to get back to their hotel room.

As soon as they had the door locked behind them and were all settled, she pulled the heart out. The wrappings were dried out now, though the heart looked a bit better for being damp. She went and made the handkerchiefs wet again, wrapping them around the heart, which still flinched when she touched it, but seemed to be beating at a steadier rate.

“We need a plan,” Joanna said.

Kyle sighed, sinking into the bed. “We can’t keep it here. There are only so many times we can extend the trip, and if it’s discovered it’ll be confiscated and destroyed…. Or worse.”

Joanna nodded faintly. The two of them were well acquainted with the fact that there were dark markets trading in pieces of vampire hearts, claiming them to be ancient creatures with fantastic knowledge of the past. Most of the time, the poor things weren’t allowed to grow and were just kept in a silver lined box and treated like an interesting old trinket. Or they were grown out, forced to tell all they knew, and then they had their hearts removed again so they could be easily stored or sold on. You didn’t get into anthropology without first dividing which side of that moral quandary you stood. Many of their peers were actually lobbying for even more rights for vampires so this sort of thing would be cracked down on a bit harder, though she knew that the laws they volleyed for were specifically ones that would put vampire hearts in the hands of people like them. Of course it would be in the name of helping ancient vampires transition with people who understand a bit of the world they used to live in before they were stripped of their bodies, but the motivations were the dreams of getting useful information first, and straight from the source.

Joanna would be lying if she didn’t have the same thoughts when they were riding back from the jungle.

“I guess that just leaves the matter of how we’re going to get it back,” Joanna said. “I used to know some guys we could have shipped it with, but they got arrested a couple of months ago….”

“It probably wouldn’t be safe to ship it. It might get eaten by rats on the way, or someone might hear it thumping,” Kyle replied, standing up to have a look at the heart. “I think you might have to hide it under your shirt or something.”

“Under my shirt?” She asked, annoyed. “Why my shirt?”

“Because you can use your bra to keep it from falling out,” Kyle said, sounding ashamed with having to even voice the idea out loud.

“Bold of you to assume I wear one,” Joanna said to get back at him. He spluttered in a very amusing fashion and she laughed, the heart in her hands picking up the pace for a moment.

“Alright,” she said when Kyle looked close to fainting with embarrassment. “I guess that’s fair. But someone at the gate will absolutely notice that my shirt is moving every time it does.”

Kyle sighed. “We have a few more days. Maybe we can find some way of making it be still for long enough to get through the gate. There has to be something.”

Joanna gave him a long-suffering look. “Fine. Hold this,” she said, passing the heart to him before pulling out her phone and typing ‘How to get a vampire heart to stop moving.’

………………………..

There had been pain for a very long time. How long? How does one count heartbeats when one does not have fingers to aid them? Does time even matter in the face of all of that pain? Reasoning certainly doesn’t. One learns to stop questioning the why of the pain, and try to adapt ways of ignoring it. Or using it in intervals to stay sane.

What was worse than the pain was when there was no more body to feel. Just a heartbeat to keep the time. The nothingness lasted…. Less than the pain? It was hard to tell. It was almost worse. There was no way to grow anymore, to try and escape from this place, so finding ways to stay sane became almost nonexistent. There was an occasional burning that would bring sanity back, but never for long, like the brush of a finger over a hot stone to remember what heat was like before it was doused out in a river.

Being a heart, you couldn’t properly muse. You couldn’t have proper thoughts. Just memories that played in an order of thinking. A mockery of it, like drawings of a sunrise to try and describe a sunset.

Still, it was all one had left when put in such a position. Playing memories over and over in a semblance of thoughts, hoping that the use of them in this way would not damage or destroy them.

The heart had given up on stringing memories into thoughts. It was tiresome and sad. Instead playing out favorites. The heart had grown quite good at this over time and had begun to use its infinite time to uncover new ones. Like digging. Brushing aside the sand of time like the sands in the -

“Maman! Can I dig in the garden?”

“Yes, Esial. Listen for me when I call for you!”

“Yes, Maman!”

Sand on the edge of the herb garden. Maman was a healer. Esial, the young boy with bright eyes and sticky fingers got to digging, using a nice stick he found. Usually, he would dig out lines and pull leaves off of plants and trees, shoving them in the dirt so he could have his own garden and he’d show his Maman, and she would always aww and coo at him and scoop him up. They would show father when he got home.

But just as he started this wonderful pastime, his stick scraped past a rock. He stopped and used his fingers to scoop away the dirt. The stone was small and rather round. The black color took hold of his imagination. It could be an amulet! It had to be! Why else would this small stone be so black and shiny? He giggled as he ran around, pretending to vanquish evil with every wave of the stone until his father came home and saw him.

His father had been very keen to listen to Esial describe the magic powers the stone had.

“I don’t know about putting flight and fire blasts into the same stone, but we can see what we can do.”

The workshop smelled like mint and sage and his father started painstakingly carving runes into the stone, whispering about what they meant and how they would protect his little Esial.

The Heart wished it could remember all the details.

“There,” his father said, putting a leather cord through the hole he’d drilled out with some sort of magic. “Try this on.”

Esial did, and was delighted. He loved his amulet more than anything! Except perhaps the blanket Nanan had made for him when he was born. He decided he would always keep it on him so he would-

“THERE! GET IT!!!”

Esial ran through the trees, heart thumping stolen blood through his body. He’d been so hungry. He’d needed something and it was better that it was an animal than a person, right?

“THIS WAY!”

Esial came sliding to a stop and ran in another direction, not wanting to be cut off by the hunters. He reached up to his chest to grab his amulet, but his pale fingers closed on empty air. His amulet? His AMULET! Where did he-

The Heart stopped that memory in its tracks. The Heart had control over the memories, and it didn’t want to watch that one again. Not again.

Instead, the heart reached for a memory of teenage years, pondering over them all to-

East blood.

There was a hand, pounding with east blood cradling the Heart. Why were there hands? Pain, burning, screams, flinching, fear-

The fingers smoothed over the Heart. Memories of Maman smoothing down hair lovingly surfaced and the Heart slowed, now more curious than scared. Something cool, moist, damp, was wrapped around it. The Heart relished in the feeling before the hands tugged. Sharp pain tore alongside the Heart as it was ripped from something and the fear came back as more cool, moist, damp was wrapped around it.

Time passed and the Heart got the sense of… movement. They were going somewhere. The Heart couldn’t sense the hands anymore, though. But it was moving

Eventually, the damp, cool, moist was pulled away and the East Hands stroked the heart directly. The Heart did not think, but it did hope.

The East hands placed the Heart in new ones. Rougher, bigger, Northwest blood. The Northwest hands held the Heart, though did not stroke it. The Heart grew nervous as it sensed the anxiety in the blood flow beneath it. Soon enough, though, the East hands were back and were stroking it again. The Heart relaxed just enough that, when the cold, dry, freezing touched its flesh, it was merely confused rather than afraid. That changed very soon as the East hands left and disappeared entirely. The fear became vivid and sharp as the cold enveloped The quickly beating Heart. But as the heart got cold, it grew tired. And even more so. The fear dropped to mild anxiety, then to malcontent tiredness. Then…. Nothing.

Part 2

@whumpsday

#vampire whumpee #rescue #carewhumper #having a hard time with tags right now #ancient vampire #What a good time this has been

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 1 year

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um, I was on a walk

A/N: hi, i love him. that's it, that's the plot. thank you and goodnight. (also that gif in the moodboard? first of all, not to be super horny, but brrrrr, and second of all, that is peak farmer!Steve energy. that whole end of that episode? farmer!Steve all the way baby)

summary: when you got lost on your walk through the woods, you accidentally walked into Steve's apple orchard

warnings: Steve Harrington x reader, farmer!Steve, neighbours, nothing but fluff as far as the eye can see

word count: 619

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You didn’t even truly realise that you’d wandered out of the forest till you looked up and saw the numerous colourful apples in the trees above.

Too busy staring at the fruit, you didn’t manage to catch sight of the unexpected figure you suddenly bumped into.

“Oof,” got pushed out of your lungs.

Blinking up, you half expected it to be a tree trunk, but no, it was in fact not a tree. It was a man. More specifically, it was your neighbour, Steve. Now, that would explain the apples…

“Y/n!” he exclaimed, damn nearly dropping the picked apple in his palm before it reached its destination of the crate in the dew-covered grass, “what are you doing here?”

“Hi! Um, I was on a walk,” you explained nervously, feeling like a deer in headlights, “thought it was about time that I explored the forest a bit and I must have turned right when I should have turned left,” then cursed, fighting the urge to hit yourself over the head, “god, I knew I shouldn’t have left the trail! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just wander onto your property. I swear, I’m not on some mischievous mission to steal your apples or anything like that.”

“Oh,” he slowly bent down to place the blushing apple in the flush wooden crate, “well, I wasn’t thinking that, but good to know, thanks.”

Feeling yourself calm a bit under his surprisingly relaxed demeanour, your eyes rested long enough for them to really drink his visage in. Just the smallest beads of sweat were visible on his brow as the back of his hands came to wipe it off, yet the hair was still flawless. After probably a whole day’s work, it was still perfect. Realising that you were now properly staring, you forced your vision back down to your boots and muttered a bit awkwardly, “well, I should probably head back…”

He simply flashed you a smile and said, “sure.”

Offering him a stiff nod, you whirled around and confidently started walking away. That confidence didn’t last very long though as you promptly stopped after just four steps with no clue what direction to go in.

Turning around slowly, you saw that he was still just standing there, hands in the pockets of his jeans. “Uh, you wouldn’t happen to know what direction my home is in?”

Breathing out just the hint of a chuckle, he glanced to the side and waved you towards him, “here, I’ll walk you home.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I was done anyway for today, so your timing is perfect,” his long legs started to move, and you scurried to catch up.

Passing one of the numerous trees, Steve’s feet didn’t even slow down as he reached up and plucked an apple to snack on.

Taking a bite, he asked you, mouth still crunching, “you want one?”

“Sure,” you stuffed your chilled hands deep within your coat pockets.

Reaching up once more, the apple that his fingers found was a deep maroon shade, with tiny speckles of green just around the stem. Tossing it your way, you stumbled a bit but luckily still caught it, even if you didn’t look like a ballerina doing it.

“Wow,” you took a bite, the crisp flavour zinging out your ears, “this is really good.”

“Thanks,” he flashed a smile in your direction.

“Have you ever thought about selling these?” you jested, trying your darndest not to simply burst out laughing at your own terrible joke, “because I really think they’d be a hit. People would pay you the big bucks for even just the smallest of nibbles.”

“You know,” he played along with a big grin, “never really crossed my mind.”

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faghubby · 2 years

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Slut wife

My husband Tom was never well endowed at a little under 5 inches. But also quit thin erect he was no thicker then a roll of nickels. He was willing to extend foreplay and always tried to make me cum. But after the birth of our daughter. That changed. No matter what he did I felt no pleasure from him except from his tounge. I tried to do Kegal exercises and other things but nothing worked. I found myself sneaking into the bathroom after he fell asleep to masterbate.

Now Tom was a great husband a good provider and would always be a fantastic father to out daughter. But as a lover he failed. For months I endured. I would try different positions. I even asked if he would like to try anal. But he wasn't interested saying it was gross. I wasn't looking to have an affair. But it just kinda happened one day. I was driving home. It was pouring down rain and I got a flat tire. To my luck there was a garage half a block away. I ran down the street and this gorgeous 30 something man opens the door letting me run in. I hand him my keys and explain pointing at my car. He went and got it. When he came back he started to tell me that I needed a tire. He was staring at me. I looked down to notice I often didn't wear a bra, not having big breast. That you could see thru my soaking wet dress as if I wasn't wearing anything at all. I turned red and he handed me a towel.

"I will fix it right up" he fumbled and went back into the garage. I basically wrapped the towel around me not doing much. If I covered my breast you could clearly see my thong well one or the other. I called Tom and told him. He would have to pick up Bethany our daughter from his mother's. Mark had the tire fixed in no time. Mark tried not to stare still able to see thru my dress as I paid the bill.

"Thank you so much, and sorry" I motioned for basically flashing him.

"Nonsense you are welcome back anytime it rains" he joked.

"And if it's not?" I asked. He stepped close to me taking the towel.

"I am sorry I didn't mean" I wanted him to throw me down and take me "I am married" I told him barely able to breath. As he bent and kissed me. I kissed him back and started to tear off his shirt. He looked around then opened the back of my suv and laid me down. His dirty pants fell around his ankles along with his boxers. He pushed his cock. Yes cock a real strong hard cock. Into me. I was so wet he slid right in. My legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked me. He didn't make love or even have sex this man FUCKED me. I screamed as he made me cum. He wasn't Done he pulled me out of the car and bent me over the bumper like I was a doll and drive his cock back into me. He had not even taken my thong off just pulled to the side. I came again as he came deep inside me. I fixed my dress just as another costumer pulled in. Anyone could have watched us from the road I thought. Which excited me even more. As he talked the other customer I didn't wait I just drove away.

I still managed to get home before Tom. I used the bathroom and as cum leaked from me I fantasied about the mechanic and started to masterbate. I had my vibrator buried deep inside me my panties on the floor and dress hiked up. I had not heard Tom. Till he opened the bathroom door. He just stood and watched.

I came loudly all over my toy. Pushing the mechanics cum out as Tom watched I pushed toy into my ass. And moaned. Tom had is dick out and jerked off with two fingers. As he came it didn't even shoot instead fell onto his shoe. I went to check on the baby. When I came back Tom was washing my toy.

Tom seemed distant the rest of the night. When we where getting ready for bed Tom asked.

"How long have you been seeing him?"

"What?" I asked not sure I had heard him.

"How long have you been having an affair?" He said facing me.

"It happened today. Just today the guy who fixed the tire" I sighed relieved to tell him.

"It just happened, I " I stopped and looked up at him.

"I am sorry but I swear I have been faithful but today I just gave in to desire" I told him. I grabbed my pillow and went to sleep in the guest room.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"I guess to the spare room" I told him. Was he going to leave me.

"Don't be silly, come here" he patted the bed.

"I believe you, and I understand" he told me. "I know we have been struggling to ........ in bed since Bethany was born. Maybe this is what we need" he told me.

"I don't understand" I told him.

"Would you like to see him again? Or maybe someone else?" He asked. I was even more confused. He clasped my hands.

"I want you to find a lover" he told me. "Or several" he added.

"Tom, we can work past this" I told him.

"Liz, I am asking you to find a lover to please you. I will always be your husband" he tried to explain

"You want me to cheat on you?" I asked

"Not cheat, with my blessing." He told me. "I know I am not very big. And now i can't even" he didn't finish just held me.

"Yes find a man to please you however you need" he told me. He was rock hard I noticed thru his thin boxers.

"This gets you excited?" I asked he just nodded. I laid back he kissed my breast.

"Tell me about him" Tom said.

"Like what?" I asked as he kissed my neck.

"Is he big? Did you cum? Where, what position?" He blurted out.

"In the back of the suv, he had me on my back then doggie style" I told him he got even more excited.

"Are you going to cum? " I asked he dick still in his boxers. He just moaned " Yes he made me cum twice" I told him and he came in his boxers. He kissed me and got up to change.

"Tom, you really want this don't you?" I asked.

"Yes" he said as he wiped up his cum. Then came back to bed.

"After you want me to tell you about it?" I teased. "Maybe some video?"

" he snuggled against me, " yes" he moaned. And fell asleep. I couldn't sleep so I turned to the internet. And found alot of men have this type of fantasy. Cuckolds, Hotwives, the more I read the more questions I had. But they could wait.

In the morning I asked Tom again.

"Last night what we talked about?" I smiled

"Yes" he replied

"Still feel the same way?" I asked

"Very much so, why don't you go see him today I will watch Bethany." He stated. He went and got the baby. I found the receipt and called the repair shop.

"Hello this is Mark" he answered

"Yes, my name is liz I was in yesterday and you um fixed Me" I laughed

He laughed. "Of course"

"I was wondering if I could get that service again" I said

"Why don't you meet me for coffee, in an hour" he told me.

"Ok" he mentioned the coffee house near his shop. I hung up showered and got ready. I rushed and didn't say anything to Tom till I was walking out the door.

"Be back later, going to get fucked" I teased him. He just kissed me goodbye. Mark was waiting for me. I walked straight up and kissed him.

"I don't want coffee" I told him he took me outside. And we went above the coffee shop. To his apartment. Once inside he was all over me.

"Fuck me" I moaned as he peeled off my panties.

His rough hands sliding over my body. He bent me over his couch. And drove his cock balls deep. And didn't stop until he filled me with his seed. He pulled our and I spun and dropped to my knees taking him in my mouth. He grew hard as I tasted my dirty cunt on his cock. He sat in a chair and let me mount him. I rode him fast. As an orgam ripped through me. I stopped just sat with him inside me. He kissed and sucked my breast hard. Biting them even. He scooped up some of his cum that was leaking from me and pushed it into my mouth.

"Taste your cheating pussy" he told me then lifted me off had me drop back to the floor. He grabbed my hair and fucked my face. As I gagged and spit all over his cock. Until he fed me his second load. I fell back on the floor. He got dressed. I was still naked as he had me stand in front of him.

"Can I see you again?" I asked him.

"Of course" he replied

"Have you ever been spanked?" He asked me taking off his belt. I swallowed hard.

"no" I whispered.

"Spoiled rich girls need it you know the belt slid across my thigh. I shook with excitement.

"When you come back I want a plug in your ass" he told me. Then one swat with his belt across my ass. I jumped and he let me get dressed. I stopped at the adult book store before going home. I found a trainer set of butt plugs. And bought them along with lube. The sales clerk smiled and gave me their website. I then headed home to see Tom.

The baby was taking a nap when I came in. Tom rushed to me and kissed me.

"Tom, I just " I tried to stop him.

"I don't care" he told me. I pushed him back.

"I read about other things Cuckolds like." Using that word for the first time. It spurred Tom on. I held him back. And dropped my pants. My panties soaked with cum. I rubbed them and licked my fingers.he dropped and kissed my panties. He looked up at me and I just nodded with a smile ad he pulled my panties down. He licked me tasting cum clothes the first time.

"Well?" I asked. He moved his head to the side. As if deciding then licked me again. Sucking Mark's cum out of me. As I stood leaning against the front door. When he was satisfied he had gotten it all he stood and kissed me. I reached down and pulled out his little dick. I held it with two fingers.

"It is so cute" I teased him. I knelt and took his dick and balls in my mouth at the same time. He came in seconds. I stood and kissed him letting his taste his own cum as well. I went to shower and Tom went to check on Bethany. Tom saw me when I got out of the shower. Hickeys all over my breast. He looked concerned

I just smiled. I told him everything. We made rules. I had to tell him where I was meeting, I would tell him all about what happened. Either one of us could stop it at anytime no argument just say enough. I would stay on birth control. And when we where ready decide what to do about having a second child.

I continued to see Mark. It was pure sex. He took my ass about two weeks after. Mark always stayed home. He bought me lingerie to wear for Mark. And licked me clean after every date. Mark never did really spank me. But liked to play that he would. Worst I ever got was two smacks. After a few months it ended. I quickly found another. I liked the tough working man. Such a contrast to Tom. I was a slut wife and I loved every moment of it

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strxife · 2 years

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Warnings: Mature themes, 13+ content

Vampire Aristocrat!Cro x Poor Villager!Reader

Precocious Tutor teaser~

Fandom:dear dere

Side note : Y'all go cancel Hoshi she made me work my butt off making this just to ask someone else and tell them theirs was better IN FRONT of me 😃 /joke but not really fiwuerfhuwui

Also say hello to Mr.clean guys! @nymphicmuse

Just how did you get in this predicament? You thrash to stop his mouth becoming closer and closer to your collarbone but his hold… His hold on you was too tight but not too much for it to be suffocating. I’m the end your thrashing was coming in vain when he opens his mouth preparing his fangs as you brace for impact.

But how did you fall for it all? Now that you think about it your life does flash before your eyes. Is he going to suck on you empty you till you're pale and bony, or will he have mercy on you? Now you have time to think and it’s true what he said you’ve been incredibly dumb, that’s the only way you can phrase it right now as you thrashing becomes slower until it stops.

A couple days earlier-

You just got home from getting groceries just to be greeted with a black card without an envelope on top of the carpet to your house. You look at it strangely before you go down on one knee and examine it wanting to see what’s on this mysterious letter. ‘Shouldn’t there be a envelope?’ You think to such a weird letter and also couldn’t they just put it in the mail box?

Picking it up you get back on your feet and read the front in your head. ‘Hello we are interested in your assistance with a tutoring job.If you are interested please report to report to the top of the mountain at the mansion if you accept the offer you will get 3k per week.’

You stare at it blankly. 3K!? ‘No,no,no I must’ve read it wrong let me re read it…’ You re read it again with a look of shock it’s definitely the right number. Then you look at it with disgust… ‘It’s one of those rich aristocrats that live in the upside of the town they’re out here paying 3k for jobs while we suffer just to support our families.’

You doubt anyone is going to actually go it’s probably some lame joke by them.You crumple it up into your pocket not caring if you damage the letter. You know they were just testing you... joking that they have the luxury of mindlessly paying people 3k.

What a sick joke.

little did you know in due time you would desperately need that money.

“Papa what do you mean they cut off our funds!?” You speak harshly to your grandpa who only responds with sweet sorrowful murmurs. "The aristocrats are paying more and more taxes and we now don't have enough money to support us..."

He strokes your back soothingly as your sorrowful cries echo in the small room as the couch creaks with each tremble of your thighs as you papa embraces you in a pleasantly soothing hug.

"It's all going to be alright [Y/N] I'll find a way to get us some money." he whispers in your ear...how is your sweet and caring old grandpa going to get enough money to pay for the aristocrats unreasonably high taxes

No you can't depend on your sick old grandpa anymore hes already endured so much...you cant put him through that at least anymore.

You were walking around cleaning the house when you stumble upon something on the kitchen counter curious you take a look. 'Its..the same card?' the same card you got today was in your hands which you thought you had crumpled. In horror you go to your pocket fishing out the crumpled card.

You found it how was another one on the kitchen counter. You set them next to each other feeling weird about the current predicament when you hear your name.

"[Y/N] Is something wrong?" your grandpa sweetly calls out. You cant worry him with this.... "Nothing Pa! Just looking through our papers!" you say as normal as you can muster.

He gives you a half hearted nod as if he still didn't believe your words 'Dang Pa is really smart.' you think in your mind before rereading the card once more glazing your pointer finger over the words as you read in a swift movement.

'Maybe this might not be a joke?' you ponder in your mind before intensely shaking your head no, it must be a joke everyone in the downside of town gets under paid they would never give away over a cent for commoners.

But what if it wasn't a joke what if you were the one who doomed your weak papa? What would that feeling be like even if there was the slimmest of chances of helping your papa you would take it.

'This is what I need to do' you grip the letter lightly knowing the extra letter on the kitchen counter could have been a sign to stop holding back and help who needs you the most.

You decided.

You will go to the mansion...*ehm* castle on top of the hill/mountain....

and thats how it started....

#vampire cro #vampire #vampire x reader #vampire cro x reader #dear dere #dear dere yandere #butler elliot #butler emmett #commoner #vampire x commoner #dear dere fanfic #Yandere cro #cro #cro fanfic

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yxami · 1 year

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Also, I know nothing about heizou, all I did was watch two short videos about him so I hope it’s at least a little close to him. Btw, I drafted this like a month ago and forgot about it but I’m finishing it today, Saturday, November 26

. ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── .

Shikanoin Heizou, how often would you say that name in your life.

The mysterious detective had caught your eyes multiple times as you walked in the beautiful streets of Inazuma.

His green eyes and red flashing hair had made you blush each time you saw him. His features were so beautiful and you couldn’t help but fall for him. His features weren’t the only thing that had him pulling on your heartstrings so often though. All the stories you heard of him solving many cases and the way you heard him speak when the two of you chatted. He was intelligent and had the most soothing voice in your biased opinion.

But he was just your friend, which pained you to say.

You shoved the papers in your face trying to focus. You need to work on your things before focusing on someone else. You were sat on a bench right under a cherry blossom tree. You would occasionally have to brush blossoms out of your book and away from your hair. You couldn’t catch all of them though.

You felt a soft touch near you, a soft touch that brushed against your hair and plucked out a cherry blossom. “Is this yours perhaps?” He teased and showed the blossom that was in your hair.

“Hey, y/n. What are you doing? I was walking back from finishing a really challenging case, but of course I finished it.” He leaned over and bumped shoulders with you trying to peer over to see what you’re doing.

“I was just trying to finish some paper work that I have to do that’s due in two days. I just got a page and half to finish and then I’m done. I’m just worried that it’s not good enough.” You couldn’t help but notice how close he was and how he did not even acknowledge the term personal space.

“Ohh, well let me bug you for a bit if that’s alright with you?” He continued speaking once he saw the affirming nod you gave. “I just wanted to tell you about the case I just finished. It was rather difficult and challenging. I was given a call about a certain thief running around stealing a specific item in mind. Jewelry and he was known for stealing all sorts of gems and was sneaky about it too. Of course, I get right on the case and what happened was-“ He kept rambling on about the case. You wondered if he ever noticed how much he seemed to talk with you rather than the short elegant sentences he said with others.

“After he encountered me, he started running immediately and I caught up to him very quick thanks to my agility. He resorted to fighting and he took out a weapon and two of his buddies popped out of nowhere and and-“

You couldn’t help but laugh and he stared like a deer in headlights. He looks so confused it made you giggle more. “Hey hey, why are you laughing? I didn’t even say a joke” He huffed , you could tell he was embarrassed.

“Nothing , please go on with your story pfft” You waved your hand trying to dismiss your laughter.

He sat with slightly red cheeks, deciding on whether he should go on with his story but he eventually decided not to. The both of you chatted away till you both had to go home. You could see the sun setting and decided on heading home.

Although, Heizou wanted to come over. Which was a surprise to you, Shikanoin Heizou.. coming to your place? You hadn’t even cleaned up so you quickly denied even if it pained you to do so. He seemed slightly upset and asked why and once he found out why he insisted he didn’t care and the both of you walked to your home.

Heizou was already making himself at home, he had found all your pens and made little doodles while you changed in the bathroom. Heizou wasn’t preoccupied with any cases today so that’s why he suggested the visit.

While you were in the bathroom, he was trying to muster up the courage to ask you out for dinner. He was looking in your bedroom mirror trying to work out the words.

“Will … you go out with me? Perhaps for dinner? Tomorrow night, I understand if you cannot” He practiced. “That sounds awful, I need to word it more confidently. He was being stern in order to train his mind to be confident with you. He was always so carefree but he has to be serious about this one question.

“May I take you out to a restaurant tomorrow night? A romantic one if that’s okay with you”

“Sure, what are we eating?” You were in different clothes now, after you finished changing. You saw heizou’s aghast expression. He fell backwards in shock and you could hear the “THUMP!” Sound once he hit the ground. He was dazed on the ground, with blushed cheeks that you’ve never seen before.

“Are you okay?” You were just trying to tease him not even knowing who or what he was practicing for. “Umff, I’m okay..” He rubbed his head as he got out the chair that was now fallen like he was.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you were gonna be so caught off guard. What were you even doing ? Practicing in the mirror?” You were sort of amused but still concerned since he hit his head so hard. “I was just.. uhm uhh.” He sighed after realizing he couldn’t figure out a lie so he decided to tell the truth.

“I was trying to practice asking you out to a date tomorrow.. I get it if you wish to not go out with me. It was pretty embarrassing you caught me like that” He made an breathy laugh trying to make himself less awkward.

“I do wanna go on a date with you! To be honest I’ve been head over heels in love with you for awhile but never got the courage to ask” Your cheeks reddened more with your words but you decided on confessions now and here since you knew he liked you.

“Really? I’m so happy, I did not expect you to reciprocate my feeling. Tomorrow, I’m going to take you out to the nicest place ever and we’re gonna get an amazing view with exquisite food! Just you wait” He rambled on about what he had planned. You sat with him and listened on and on.

Shikanoin Heizou, was now yours.

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #shikanoin heizou #heizou x you #heizou headcanons #heizou x gn reader #heizou my beloved #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines

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thetetra · 10 months

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So I want to talk to you all today about poetry.

When I was growing up I had it expressed to me that poetry was a very narrow thing. Two roads in a yellow wood, or a sonet about a beautiful thing... maybe an expression of sorrow for something beautiful.

I learned about the Vikings. They have a very special sort of bard called a Skald. The Skalds are most famous for spouting an insult so cutting it can kill a man... or at least finish him off. I wanted to explore this power and I tried to find examples for years to no real luck.

I watched an interview with R. Lee Emery. He was the guy who played the Marine Drill Sargent in Full Metal Jacket. He was famously supposed to only be the advisor but he was so much better at it than the actor they got that they used him instead. During the interview they asked Emery how he managed to insult these guys and not sound stupid. Emery responded that he had taken a class on poetic composition in college and so he constructed the insult in his head using the same rules and they all worked because of it.

This struck me like lightning. All of those things fell together in my mind and I understood that poetry could be used to make cutting insults that are devastating. I got a book on poetic composition and I got a general idea of what I was doing.

Flash forward to me having a job where my supervisor was an incompetent sexist shithead. He hated me because I wouldn't let him pick on female coworkers, a thing he constantly tried to do when either his wife or girlfriend was mad at him. Well one day BOTH his wife and girlfriend were mad at him and he was literally sleeping in his car. So he was really laying into the staff. He also wasn't very smart so he would say what he had to say then repeat himself twice more. So I had a habit of listening the first time then zoning out till he was done. He noticed that day and snapped at me to pay attention so I repeated back to him exactly what he was talking about in 20 words or less.

This pissed him off more so he started talking about respect and how I should do that in his direction and I just immediately composed an insult just for him that made me realize the elements of a good insult.

It needs to have truth in it about their weaknesses.

It needs to imply more than it says

it needs to invoke the worst interpretation of a thing like a vulgarity does. (fertilizer is a useful substance for crops while shit is a slime that crawls out of an asshole and into a sewer)

These are the elements of a good insult... and I will share my insult I thought up for my boss as an example.

"Rick when you clawed your way out of the abortion bucket and they were forced to hand you to your mother... did you mistake the look on her face for love? Because that might explain why you're so emotionally retarded "

he claws his way out of a bucket, and are forced. These all support worst interpretation of a thing (shit not fertilizer).

I don't just call him a failed abortion and unloved I imply that. Its like a twist on a joke but malicious.

I point out his inability to read a room and imply a cause. These elements are too interwoven to properly separate, and I could probably improve upon the rules.

In any case thinking up that insult made me happy and I had a good month. I read more about poetic composition and I came to realize that you can also do this for compliments. you can up your game from "Thank you very much you saved my ass" into really heartfelt thanks and a meaningful expression of your emotions.

This is about when I realized that is the point of poetry all together. An expression of emotion that really is a better vehicle for emotional content than normal. Haiku Bot is cute and all but really poetry is about putting your soul on the line so that you feel emotional satisfaction into what you said.

So I say that we need to express poetry as a deeper vessel than just beautiful things being respected. We need to teach people that poems are about spite and sadness and vitreol and anger and happiness and the whole range of human condition. Not just the appropriate and civil parts but the ugly parts too.

#poetry #writing #human condition #universal human experience

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imagines-babes · 2 years

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Fool (Dream&Wilbur)

This story is based on true even that happened to me but it was during my 8th grade. Trust me I was stupid I forgot it was April Fools. Also The Wilbur part did not happen to me wish it did. So this is "Fool by Frankie Cosmos" also was inspired by "Motion Sickness by Phoebe Bridgers

High School Au

Also I use a fake last name for Dream and this is First-person

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April fool. The day was full of jokes. Honestly, I like the holiday. Seeing the pranks people pulled in high school. As a student that was the best part. The seniors pulled pranks on the teacher. They dislike it. Or the taking it out on the Principle

“Honestly, Why did April Fools have to be on a school day?” Hannah asked. She turned to look at me. Honestly, I wasn't even paying attention till she nudged me. “Huh? What did you say Hannah?’ She looked over at me as she sighed. “What were you looking at,” She looked in the direction I was looking at, “Really?” She notices him. I turn to see him.

Clay “Dream” Jones. Football player. Cute smile. Perfect body. Green eyes. Dirty Blonde hair. Nice smile.

“Stop drooling over him.” I looked back over at Hannah.” I’m sorry okay he's just so cute or handsome even.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Whatever you say but let's go eat something.” with that we both left

Lunch was the same one line for burgers. One line for pizza. One line for something else didn't know what it was called. So I went for a pizza. Who could mess up a pizza right. I mean it was alright. We walked to a table with the rest of our friends. The side of me was Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo. In front of me was Hannah alongside her were Niki, Jack, and Charlie. It was nice. Talking or most of the time it was Screaming (Talking loud) cause of Tommy.

He walked by my table to go to his, He stood while his friends sat. He was talking to his friend at his table. In the back of Hannah were Sapanap, Quackity, and Karl. In front of Sanap were George, Punz, and Foolish. I would just look at his body as if it were a reward that I won. If he was a model and I was the painter taking in every detail he was.

Dream pov

I would notice their stare from a mile away. Everyone knew about y/n crush on me. Honestly, I don’t feel the same. Everyone knew that but y/n. George looks over at the table, “Your little admire is staring at you again.” I rolled my eyes as I look to the side table. Y/n turned her head to talk to Wilbur. What was sad about this whole thing was Wilbur admired y/n while y/n admire me. I rolled my eyes talking to the table as we left to go to the hallways. “Honestly Dream why make y/n face red if you aren't gonna do something about it?” Sapnap question as he stood beside me. I rolled my eye. “Yeah why not just play with it. I mean today is April Fools Dream.” Punz followed up

Y/n pov

“Honestly I don’t see what you see in him?” Wilbur asked. “I just think he's cute okay. I mean I don’t see a problem with that?” I stood as I looked over at Hannah and Niki, “Are you both ready to go?” They stood saying bye to the rest walking out of the cafeteria. Heading to the courtyard. Just to hear a flash of lightning with the rain. “Well, we can’t go outside now,” I nod as I look over at Hannah. Then we just stay in the hallways finding a spot to talk. We stood for about 5 minutes. Till Hannah and Niki stopped stalking looking behind me. “Hey y/n?” It was him. I smile as I started to breathe. Turning to face him, “Yes Clay how can I help you.” His friend was behind him waiting for him. “Look I know we don’t talk or anything but I was wondering would you wanna go out.” I was flabbergasted and instantly said, “Yes when-” BEfore I even finished what I was going to say. His friend said, “April Fools,” With that, they all left with laughs. I have forgotten what today was as I laugh, “Yeah April Fools,” I turned back to my friends with a smile but tears were filling my eyes. Before they could even speak The bell rang. “Got to go to class see you after,” I left them going to the class. Putting my backpack down walking to the bathroom into one of the stalls. There were no words for me to say

That was a lie, How could I be so stupid? Why did you say yes? Of course, it was a joke y/n? The bell ringed again as if it was just me in the bathroom. So I cried over a boy and a joke. Getting out of the still, I cleaned my face walking out to just being hugged by him. U accepted it hugging him back

Wilbur held me as I just cried, getting his shirt a little wet. Sometimes he didn’t know what to say. “Before you say anything like you told me say-,” Wilbur laughed a little, “I mean I could tell you that another time. But Sorry for what happened with Dream, He is a real ass.” I just laughed a little pulling back from the hug to look at Wilbur. “Next time I see him I will beat his ass,” That's what got me. “Wilbur it's fine what's done is done we can’t travel back in time to fix one thing I said or something. I did what I did because I liked him. Today was the perfect day to prank someone like that so he took it. It was a dick move but what can I do.” Wilbur wiped some of my tears as I placed my hands on top of his hand.

Time slowed down as I looked at Wilbur's eyes. Standing a little taller over me as I smile. He was going to say something. “Hey you two,” A teacher saw us as we moved away from each other. “Get to class and don’t make me find you two out of class.” We both nod. Wilbur turned to me and just waved bye. “See you later”. I nod watching him walk away. I hear a cough losing my train of thoughts, “You too y/n.” I nod walking to my class

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Chapter Seven: Unrest (part 2)

Later that day:

When we eventually got up again it was just before midday. We had gotten all ready to head out when Ivor stopped us and mentioned that we should probably not cause too big of a scene, or any more trouble for her. We smiled as we walked out of the door waving back at her.

“Wish us a safe return” Nightshade said closing the door

“You don’t need our wishes” she said looking at the door worried

As we made our way to the square it became pretty clear that the surroundings and the square itself were packed with people. As we pushed our way through the crowd it became known that the old guy had advertised the fight, most likely to show that they were still very much in control.

“Oh so you did show up” the old guy yelled pointing at me from a raised platform in the middle of the square

“And miss a chance to put an arrogant old fool in his place, never” i said pointing at him smirking

Nightmare and Cyrice walked to either side of the platform, while Eclipse and Nightshade put their hoods up and blended into the crowd.

“Let's start the match,” he said gesturing for me to get up there

“Oh how kind of you,” I said walking onto the platform with a little bow

As everything was happening the old guy walked off and someone from behind him came forward instead.

“Oh wow to chicken to me yourself coward”

“Why fight you when I have plenty of disciples to do it for me, you pitiful she-wolf,” he said back to me throwing his hands up in dismissal

“May the fight be fair, begin” another yelled from the side of the platform

As a barrier went up around the platform and everyone started cheering. Great i did all this and i still can't pumpable that self righteous bigoted piece of shit raisin. As I was lamenting at the situation the guy in front of me decided that while I was clearly seething, it was a great time to attack me. In full honesty I didn't take this man too seriously, so I moved to the side and held my sword to his throat. I expected him to keep going forward which is why I used the blunt side but he jumped back with a hand around his neck, almost like his life flashed.

“Cheater” the old guy yelled and screamed hysterically while pointing his bony finger at me

“Cheater me never,” I said hand on chest “We never specified that weapons were off limits let alone magic,” I said sword at my side and shit eating grin on my face

“Why you little….” he sheathed

“Now if you don't mind I would like to finish this,” I said looking at my challenger

Well, he looked startled still you could also see his situation setting in, as I let him gather himself I also centered my thoughts to not accidentally send him flying off the fucking mountain.

Once we resumed the fight it became ever more clear that even his best was subpar as his moves were predictable and easy to dodge. When he quickly looked like he had enough, I pushed him off the platform.

“The wolf is the winner” everyone starts whispering

“Now don't go backing out on our deal now you sorry excuse of a teacher,” I said moving towards him

“Don't come any closer” he said stepping back into his people

“Oh please I just want you to tell everyone that women will now be training here till noon,” I said resting my hand on his shoulder

“I refuse” he said trying and failing to look me in the eye

“Your pride may want to stay intact but I highly suggest against it or you’ll see why we are called beasts,” I said baring my teeth and tightening my grip on his shoulder

“The women can practise from midnight to noon” he screamed out as he heard a popping noise coming from my hand

“Good man,” I said patting his shoulder twice before walking away

As I walked unblocked by the crowd till out of the square, Eclipse and Nightshade went through a different street and Nightmare and Cyrice were walking a little farther behind me. When we all met back up we all laughed and joked on our way back to the house unaware of what just accrued at the square.

“Sooooo,” Ivor said standing at the door as we approached the door

“Silver won of course,” Nightshade said putting an arm around me

Ivor just walked back inside without saying anything else we just shrugged and walked in behind her. As we took off and hung up our cloaks and jackets Windstorm came out.

“So sorry about the loose Silver,” she said walking towards us

“Umm Windstorm maybe you should take a closer look,” Eclipse said moving into the living room

“What do you mean?” she said looking up at me “Wait you didn't lose”

“No, why would I?” I said trying to also go sit down

“What have you done,” she said grabbing my shoulders mortified

“Umm can you let go of me” I said putting my hands on her arms

As Ivor came back out and took Windstorm to the kitchen, I went and sat down.

“That was weird right” Eclipse said looking down the hall

“Ya no definitely weird,” Cyrice said also weirded out

“I'm sure it’ll be fine,” Nightmare said sitting down

As we sat down staring at each other we realised that this was the first time in a while that we had had so much free time, and we all started to do random things. We hadn't even realised that it had gotten dark out until Windstorm came in to tell us that dinner was ready. Once we put our stuff away and headed down the hall to the dining room, we were met by roast, potatoes, carrots, gravy, and green beans all set up on the table.

“Sorry we didn't say it earlier but congrats Silver” Ivor said raiding a glass

“Thanks guys for the congrats and the delicious looking food” i said grabbing a glass on the table

As we all started talking one of the boys said something stupid and the conversation just went downhill from there. Ivor joined and it felt like a genuine family dinner. When we were finally full we helped clean up the food and wash up the dishes.

“Thanks for dinner, it was tasty,” Nightshade said flopping on the couch

“Of course thanks for helping clean up,” Ivor said sitting down in one of the chairs

“It's been fun having you all here with us” Windstorm added sitting on the floor

Eclipse was sitting with Nightshade and Cyrice on the coach, while I'm pretty sure Nightmare was trying to convince Cyrice to go drinking with him. Some time had passed though no one seemed to notice through all the talking and joking around.

“Hey we should head out” Ivor said getting up after looking at the clock

“I guess we should, Nightshade you don't have to come tonight,” I said getting up and putting my hand on her shoulder

“Okay Silver,” she said smiling and nuzzling closer to Eclipse

“You two should try to stay out of trouble,” Windstorm said looking at Cyrice and Nightmare

“I’m older than you, I ain't some child,” Nightmare said turning away like a child

“Well if you acted like it we wouldn't need to say anything,” I said grabbing my bag

Nightshade started laughing heavily, while Cyrice chuckled and Eclipse let a smirk creep onto his face. As we left I was a little more relaxed about where we were at the moment. That was a mistake.

The training went by pretty smoothly, there were more people and onlookers since we were training till mid day now. On our way home we talked about where to take everyone's training, and also when we could start mine.

When we approached the house we saw Cyrice and Nightmare getting back, though no one's attention was on them. Everyone's attention was focused on the fact that the front door was wide open, on closer inspection it became very clear that the door had been kicked in.

“Nightshade, Cyrice” I yelled running up the stairs and through the front door

Everyone was closely following behind only to see a torn apart entry way and no response. There was no heavy scent of blood but that didn't make anyone feel at ease.

As we made our way farther inside and looked around for anything, it became very clear that this place wasnt trashed in the search for something but was trashed just to be trashed. As I rounded the corner to the living room it appeared like the rest of the house, broken furniture paintings and pictures all over the place. However none of that mattered to me the only thing that caught my attention was the pile of black and blue hair on the floor.

“Silver,” Nightmare said concerned while slowly walking towards me

I turned around, walked past Nightmare saying nothing, and started making my way up the stairs. As I got to the last floor and made my way to the room at the end of the hall, I could hear the person on the other side of the door trying to leave, but I was not letting that happen, I kicked down the door and grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt. I dragged him back down the hall and threw him down the stairs. He tried to run but Cyrice was still standing at the door so that was out of the question. Once I hit the bottom of the stairs I grabbed him again and threw him on the already broken coffee table.

“You better tell me exactly what happened and who did this, without any trouble, or your employer is going to be the least of your concerns,” I said holding my sword toward his throat while both of the boys were standing behind me

“I cant” he trailed off with a cold sweat running down his face as he started to really think about the situation he has ended up in

“Well” i said inching closer making it very clear that i was not kidding around

As he explained what had happened that night in a very detailed non detailed way possible. He had made sure that we were aware that he and his people were not the ones behind this and that even if he wanted to he couldn't have done anything.

“You are lucky I respect Ivor enough not to add cleaning up blood to her list of things to do,” I said lowering my sword

“I hope you can fly,” Cyrice said grabbing the guy and leaving

“Silver we should get our stuff, gather what we need, and find somewhere else to stay till we can come up with a better plan, it's clearly not safe here,” Nightmare said looking at Ivor and Windstorm who were standing in silence guilt

“Fine”

However as soon as I took a step the sound of breaking glass echoed in the silence, when I looked down the familiar black and yellow hair made me pick up the picture frame. However when i brought it up to me the familiarity i felt was solidified when i saw my older sister in the picture.

“Explain,” I said holding up the picture to Ivor and Windstorm

“It's a group photo we took 1-2 years ago” Windstorm blurted out

“Look if i wanted such an obvious answer i wouldnt have fucking asked”

“It's what it looks like Silver, we are friends with Starlight, and the bartender” Ivor answered stepping in front of Windstorm

“Why are you still standing there Nightmare, go grab our stuff,” I said looking at him with the seriously face

“Silver”

“I said go dont make me repeat myself a third time”

“Of course, sorry,” he said disappearing up the stairs

“We didn't mean to deceive you or cause any harm, it just” Ivor tried saying but just trailed off instead

“Oh please Ivor don't get cold feet now, spit it out” i said now sitting in the window cill

“The guy standing on my left is our older brother and they took him a couple of months back, I'm sorry but we didn't have any other choice if we didn't they made it very clear that we wouldn't be getting him back breathing let alone in one piece”

“Hhhh, go grab your stuff” I said while looking out the window

“Does that mean that you believe us”

“No, however, it's not safe here,” I said as I watched people surround and approach the house

“Oh, yup,” Ivor said walking to the back room and grabbing two bags

“Silver I’m done,” Nightmare said making his way to the living room

“Good let's get out of here, this place has a back door right”

“Yeah but aren't we surrounded” she replied heading toward the back door

“Flying” Nightmare asked handing me Nightshades and my bags

“Yup flying” i said walking behind Ivor

As we went out the back door, you could feel the smug wafting off the people in front of us, until they saw four pairs of wings appear.

“Hahah their faces” Nightmare laughed out

“Dude,” Windstorm said leaving him behind

As we all left, Nightmare was still just standing there laughing. It took him at least a minute to realise we had left, though it didn't take him long to catch up.

“No more drinking for you,” I said waking him up the back of the head

“I will try, but why are they not following us or even trying to shoot us down” he said looking down while rubbing his head

“Oh Cloud City is a free-fly area and so are the surrounding mountains, meaning that can't shoot us down or follow us in pursuit of a fight” Ivor responded pointing to the others floating and flying around

“Let's go down there,” I said pointing to a ledge in one of the mountains

“But we just got up here” Windstorm whined while still complying

As we slowly descended to the ledge, we noticed that you couldn't see this place from the platform and that it was very spacious.

“What are we going to do now?” Ivor asked putting her bag down

“First I and you are going to go and warn everyone that has been training under you, then we are going to move everyone that doesn't feel safe here,” I said grabbing my cloak and dagger out of my bag “The boys are going to go and look for where they took Nightshade and Eclipse, but only once they are sober”

I threw some water bottles at them and told them to go lay down in the corner and sleep it the fuck off.

“Wait, what about me?” Windstorm is sitting on the ground clearly feeling left out

“I don't think..” Ivor started to say something when i cut her off

“Windstorm discrete isn't your strong suit, however how about you try and get food, clothes, stuff for a fire, blankets, and other necessities since we will most likely be here awhile”

“Okay Silver” she answered a little more cheered up but still sad

“Thanks a lot, Windstorm, you're a lifesaver,” I said as she flew off

“Silver you,” she said trying to find the words to chew me out with

“Look I get that you want to be the protective older sister in the situation, but we don't have that liberty, trust me every part of me didn't want to let Nightshade anywhere near any of this, however, that's not this is going to work out”

“But Windstorm isn't Nightshade you can't just”

“Just what give her something to do instead of waiting here hoping you come back, this isn't you trying to make little changes anymore it's pretty much a revolt”

“That's not what I meant”

“Isn't it, you want your little sister to sit on the sidelines and watch as you put yourself into harm's way, she doesn't want to sit on the sidelines she wants to help”

“But” Ivors words just trailed off as i finished getting everything ready

“Come on we have people to warn,” I said getting ready to head up

“Ya lots go help them at least,” she said walking towards me

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I miss you

And john is hot😔

I screamed so loud when they asked him to help me out of the rock pool... He was already keeping my fking crutch istg I wanted to cry in the water...

Nathan look like 🥢, I'm fr so mad at Rebecca for doing that bro... LIKE HIS EAR PHONES WEEE OUT AND EVERYTHING, but I could here him humming behind me which was cute, I mean I kinda have to be friends with Rebecca, cuz I'm nice 🙂 ( and she has a fucking Voodoo doll and I'm not risking shit) sooo yeah... Tortoise looks like he spells special in a specific way..(spechal) I have to stay at school till 5:30 Tommorow 😱 cuz MOS kpop society and also wp, so I might kms soon 😙...

So yeahhhh, also ,lamo is our thing, so is cumpy, so is 1bedroomapartmentguy, so is 🫡👀(Justin), so is " this one Mwah Mwah" so is Bessie chasing us, so is deep throating popsicles (Wtf was wrong with us…??) So is speaking made up languages at night *click click*, so is making fun of me stander 🏍️⚰️, so is thinking we're going to get raped by Justin Truscott, so is Mr kolesky saying penis infront of us, so is the fact that we've never kissed before ( we haven't?) So is the shirtless pics we got from Zachary (she's beautiful but she not my type), so is Abraham as a hole (wait no not like 🕳️, so whole?) So is his nipple tbh, so is going home late afterschool, so is that crazy looking girly telling you not to take pics of her man even though we were taking pics of Kakas, so is me accidentally walking into the unisex bathroom and getting the biggest shock of my life seeing Joshua (gr 11) and thinking I was in the wrong bathroom... And then having a conversation with bradlen... So is when we went on that ride at play land, so is when we thought they were playing FEVER at a children's birthday, so is when we got into the car ready to go home from said children's birthday party actual attractive people arrive, so is us randomly saying cum, so is that guy face timing us to jerk off, so is Chris's cock (I'm sorry) so is monkey as a app, so is Eric from Portugal ( more like Thabo from Nigeria) so is us being racist towards each other(and Fatima) so is the fact that zaarah gives off lesbian vibes, so is the fact that Willow makes me wanna actually rip out my intestines and shove them down her throat to make her stfu, so brownwon..., so is randomly doing antifragile in the middle of BayWest, so is shit talking nirvana cuz we just don't like her, so is randomly "AHHHHHHHH" when we see someone moderately attractive, so is pretending my knee is choking, so is the dislocation of my knee, so are these 2 year old bad boys, so are those yellow and blue woosan birds, so is pause games, so is convincing jaylin soobin died, so is me crying because.. "what If heeseung kills himself" , so is Daniel making me cry 3 times..., so is making jokes about making Jason more handicap, so is reading ff's together, so is the fact that this is so fucking long..., so is us shit talking your mother... With your father, so is lukho flashing us, so is us learning a dance and forgetting it, so is us disliking some idols... Just because, so is you making me come home crying in grade 5, so is us being not even being friends..., so is the fact that I would do anything for you... And also so is the fact that we PLANNED YOU RUN AWAY!?!?!?!?! love you babes, I miss you too.... Theres loads more but like....

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Im anonymous so like... I could be Anyone ...

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OH MY WORD WIFEY I MISS YOU SO SO SO MUCHHHH!!!

im so sick RN so I can't come to but pls tell the kpop club ppl that I wna join but I'm DYING WOOHOO

dude Nathan is hot

ALSO I'M NOT ALLOWED TO USE THIS PHONE ANYMORE THIS IS ME BEING SHNEECCEE AT MIDNIGHT

I love you sosoosososososososososo much and I appreciate the long ask (I read it all btw) I ALSO DON'T LIKE WILLOW<3

Wtf is ety coz Ik what what wp is and stuff but ETY? WHAT'S YOUR ETY WHATS YOUR ETY.

apparently the kpop club does BEAT stuff during the year too🐢

Ha yeah tortoise us hot:)

Love you babes I miss you<3

Btw "MY KNEE IS CHOKING, SOMEONE WITH BRACES, CURLY HAIR AND LOTS OF BADGES PLEASE HELP!!!!"

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You're All Mine

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Fandom - F1

Summary - Things get slightly out of hand at a party where you decide to act up, and Lewis shows you just exactly who you belong to. P.S - He makes you wear that damn jacket.

Warnings - smut, swearing, possessiveness (brought to you by the fashion king that is Sir Lewis Hamilton, because that jacket did things okay?

A/N- OC (Thomas) has nothing to do with any of Lewis's friends in real life.

Also shoutout to @grandestrategia and @lights-out-in-monaco for helping me 💙

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iThrowing a party to get together was always a fun idea to get the chance to socialize, meet new people, dance, get drunk and spend quality time with your friends and family. But throwing a party after three back to back race weeks was not really a great idea, mainly because it meant your boyfriend groaning and moaning about how he didn't want to spend time with anyone else but you. That was exactly what was happening at present, as you swiped a tube of crimson lipstick across your lips, while Lewis sat on the bed, in a black shirt and his purple customised jacket, with his arms crossed across his chest, reminding you of a toddler who was told to go to bed early.

"I don't get why you had to throw a party today, of all times" he grumbled for what felt like the hundredth time that day. "Okay baby, I love you, I really do, but I swear, if you say that one more time I will strangle you" you replied, setting the lipstick back down, and reaching for a bottle of perfume on your dressing table. "I'm just saying, I feel like spending time with you now, and yes, I love that you decided to call my friends and family over, but I kinda just wanted to have some you and me time" he said, eyes following your movements as you sprayed the perfume behind your ears, on your wrists, and lightly over your body, "You'll have me to yourself from the moment they leave, till you have to fly for your race again. And I promise, we can do whatever you want" you said, reaching up to smooth your hair. Far too preoccupied with fixing the flyaway strands of hair, you didn't notice him standing up and standing right behind you. "Whatever I want hmm? I know exactly what I want baby. But I just can't get it right now. You know why? Because I want to bend you over and take you right here, right now. But because you decided to throw a party instead of spending time together, you'll have to wait a little longer than necessary to have my head in between your thighs, my fingers in you, and my cock in your cunt. And guess whose fault it is? Yours, my darling. It's your fault" he growled in your ear, smirking when a soft moan slipped past your lips.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? For me to bend you over and take you here? When our guests could be here at any minute?" he continued, lips resting just near the outer shell of your ear. You couldn't even answer, feeling the arousal grow in between your thighs, as your heartbeat seemed to slow down for just a second, before it seemed to hammer against your chest almost as if it wanted to just burst out of your chest. "Tell me darling. Would you like that?" "Ye-" your reply was cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing, signalling the arrival of one of your guests. "Saved by the bell, hmm? You didn't have to answer. But I promise baby, when they're gone, I'm gonna make you scream my name so loud, if our neighbours aren't on a first name basis with us tomorrow, I'll be very, very surprised. And leaving you a aroused, horny mess, he went down to open the door.

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About half an hour later, the party was in full swing. You had invited some of your friends and some family members, and turning to look over your shoulder, you saw Lewis chatting with his dad and Nicolas, a glass of wine in his hand as he laughed at something his brother told him. Smiling, you turned back, to see one of Lewis's friends making his way over to you, two glasses of champagne in his hand. You enjoyed mingling with his friends, and you had met Neymar Jr, Odell Beckham Junior, and other really awesome people. Smiling at Thomas, who was one of Lewis's newer friends, you accepted the glass, your third glass of champagne and your fifth drink all together, hovering between the lines of tipsy and drunk.

Thomas, (the friend, idk I just made him up) offered you a glass of champagne, and you gladly took a sip, enjoying the buzz as the alcohol ran through your veins, filling you with a calm happiness. Maybe it was the alcohol in your veins and the promise of a really good time that made you decide to push Lewis's buttons just a little bit, to ensure that you were really in for it. Giggling at a joke his friend made, you threw your head back laughing, letting your hand rest on Thomas's shoulder, before letting it move to your hair, twirling a strand of hair around your finger, teeth sinking softly down onto your lower lip.

From where he was standing, Lewis looked over to see where you were, his grip on his glass tightening when he saw you laugh and rest your hand on his friend's shoulder. His eyes darkening when he saw you twirl a strand of hair around your finger, and bite your lip softly, knowing all too well what you were doing. It was working. As you giggled again, tilting your head back laughing, and nodding a quick 'I'll be back soon', to his dad, he walked towards the both of you, his eyes fixed on the way you kept twirling your hair around your fingers.

"Hi baby. You having a fun time?" he asked you, standing next to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. "Yeah I am! Are you having fun?" you replied, letting your head droop onto his shoulder. "Yeah I am my love, thank you so much for planning it" he murmured in your ear, ignoring the fact that his friend was standing right in from of him, probably getting a free show. His hands splayed out on the leathery material of your black skirt, enjoying the coolness of the material and the feel of a section of your skin against his palms. The black outfit you had put on was a black leather top and skirt, that clung onto your body like a vice, as he moved his hand to the back of your skirt, moving so Thomas couldn't see what he was doing.

"And what about you Thomas, are you having a good time?" you asked the man, feeling Lewis tense up behind you. "Yup I am! Thanks so much for inviting us all, its a great party" he replied, flashing the both of you a smile. "We're glad you're having fun" Lewis replied, his hand moving to your ass, squeezing ever so discreetly. "Yup I know! Great to see you too, man! Your last races have been great, you deserve a break" Thomas kept talking, blissfully unaware of how you were squirming, your arousal pooling in between your thighs as he ran his fingers up your thighs, in between your underwear and the skirt. He moved his body so the lower half of your body was not visible to anyone else.

Pressing your lips together to keep a sound from escaping, you tried your hardest to hold yourself together, but it was damn hard when you could begin to feel the liquid threatening to run down your thighs and make a mess in front of everyone. "Moving your hand to the back to squeeze his thigh, silently begging him to just take you to the bedroom and fuck you senseless. Feeling your desperation, Lewis smirked softly, before turning to Thomas. "If you don't mind Thomas, I think I left my phone in the bedroom, I'll just go get it" "Yeah sure" Thomas replied, as you turned and made your way up the stairs to the master bedroom. But before you could go and sit on the bed, a pair of arms grabbed you around your waist, and pulled you into the master bathroom that was connected to your room.

Lewis turned your body around, the rough movement taking your breath away, before he crashed his lips down onto yours, his hands sliding down to your as again, squeezing hard, causing a moan to slip out your lips, your arms tightening around his neck. "I saw you trying to rile me up baby. All giggly and flirty, and that whole fiasco with you messing with your hair, hmm? Only I can pull your hair, and only I can tug on it. You like it when I do that, don't you? When I tug your hair, and your head falls back, and those sounds slip out of your lips and I can see how much you like it" The moan that slipped past your lips went straight to his cock, hardening under his pants.

"Words baby, words. Do you like it?" he asked, his fingers running along the waistband of your leather skirt, tugging the skirt down your legs. "I do, I really do! please, please do something, I need you so bad" you whined, your hands unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt, and tugging his purple jacket down his shoulders. "Patience my baby. Good things take time. So desperate for it, I can see your wetness dripping, but you aren't getting off that easily after that stunt you pulled. But I promised you that I'd give you a good time, and I always keep my promises" Another desperate whimper left your lips, and you dragged the jacket down his torso, letting it drop to the floor.

"No no no. I want you to put that on. Or even better..." he mumbled finishing his sentence halfway, picking up the jacket from the floor. He pushed you down on the bed, grabbing your wrists in his hands, before pushing you back up to the headboard. Then he took the jacket up to your hands, tying one side to the headboard of the King sized bed, and the other end around your hands. "There we go, all tied up and gorgeous for me. Do your wrists burn with my name baby? Do you like how my name is tied onto your skin?" he asked, eyeing how the 'HAMILTON' part of the jacket was tied around your wrist. "I bet you like it don't you? That stinging sensation? I cannot wait to taste you my love, all wet and dripping for me" he continued, moving down to press his lips to your neck. He pushed his tongue out onto your skin, sucking the spot before licking over the spot repeatedly, letting his teeth sink onto a pulse point, shifting in his pants when his cock twitched at the moan that fell from your lips.

He ventured lower and lower, till he reached your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth, licking the sensitive nub, letting his teeth graze your areola. Above him, you were struggling against your bonds, wrists straining against their restraints., desperate to touch him, to feel his skin and his glorious muscles under your hands, but you couldn't, because your hands were bound, literally, "Oh my god please Lew, please let me touch you, please I need to touch you baby" "Not yet princess. You were a bad girl, and bad girls get punished my love. I'm not going to let you even graze my hand, if you don't shut that pretty little mouth of yours, before I do it for you" he growled back, feeling his own arousal grow as you whimpered again. He let his fingers fondle your other nipple, tweaking and pulling before taking it into his mouth too, as you felt the wetness run down your leg, soaking into the bedsheet.

Moaning again, you pressed your thighs together, desperate for some friction to relieve you of the throbbing pain in your core, the amount of arousal you were feeling making you feel like you were drowning in some sort of strong sea current, as Lewis's lips travelled lower, and his breath fanned over your throbbing cunt. "I can't wait to taste you my love" and with that he dived in, giving you almost no time to adjust, as he fucked you with his tongue, and his fingers toyed with your clit, sending you towards your high, before biting the sensitive bud softly "You taste like fucking candy love" "Oh fuck fuck fuck Lewis, I'm gonna -" you managed to gasp out as the gasp turned into scream of frustration when he pulled away. "What the fuck? Why'd you do that?!" you gasped out, chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Because like I told you, bad girls get punished" he replied, shoving his pants down his legs, before leaning over and grabbing a condom, pulling his calvin keins down his thighs, as his cock sprang free, smirking when you moaned at the sight, "Taking a good look baby?" he asked, crawling over to you. "You're just really gorgeous" you replied, straining against the jacket. "I know" he replied, pushing his rings off of his fingers. "No don't. Keep on em. I like em" you said, earning a smirk from the man again. "Want me to fuck you with my rings on? I'd love to" he said, watching as you squirmed again.

"Baby please let me touch you, I want to touch you so bad, please!" you practically begged, tears of frustration filling your eyes. "No baby. I'm going to fuck you with your hands tied and I'm going to mark you up" he replied, sliding the condom on and leaning over you, positioning his cock at your entrance. "Ready baby?" he asked,smiling a little as you nodded, the both of you moaning in sync when he pushed into you, your walls clenching onto his cock, as he settled into you, moaning when he sunk into you bit by bit. He gave you a few seconds to adjust, before he pulled out, making you let out half a moan and look at him questioningly, before he slammed back into you. You weren't expecting that, and a strangled scream left your lips when he filled you to the hilt, before bottoming out in you, hips snapping repeatedly into you, his cock moving inside you.

You moans and groans echoed off the walls, as your hands burned, the desperation in you threatening to drown you again. "oh my god, you feel so good, you fuck me so good, now baby please let me touch you!" you practically screamed, your voice catching when he angled his thrusts so the tip hit your g spot repeatedly. "Okay my love, you deserve it now. My baby desreves to touch me now, doesn't she?" "Yes please, especially when you fuck me this good, almost too good to be true" you stammered out clenching down on his cock again, feeling the slight stutter of his hips as you did. Lewis reached up to untie you, letting the jacket fall to the floor, and moaning when your hands dug into his back, scratching down his back, as he hissed at the feeling, loving the feeling of your nails raking down his back. "Fuck baby, do that again" he growled. "Only if you choke me" you moaned back, feeling him stutter again, and let out a moan.

His eyes widened, not completely used to you being so bold, but loving the wild side you let out. He reached up, wrapping his hand around your neck and squeezing a little, groaning when you let out a choked moan. "Harder" you moaned, feeling his cock twitch in you. "Oh fucking hell baby, I didn't know you liked it rough" he moaned, tightening his grip on your neck, cutting the air off ever so softly, snapping his hips into you faster, as your nails raked down your back even harder, leaving marks that would definitely hurt the next morning.

"That feels so good, oh my god, I love you so much" you gasped out wrapping your hand around his, causing him to squeeze a little harder. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum my love" Lewis moaned, groaning when you moved your hips thrusting up to meet his thrusts. 'Oh fuck" Lewis groaned, before releasing into you ,his finger reaching down to rub your clit repeatedly. Your moans echoed in the room, as he pinched your clit, as you squirted all over his cock.

Panting, Lewis sunk down next to you, chest rising and falling. "That was so good" you gasped out, resting your head on his chest. "Was that too much? Did I hurt you?" he asked, kissing your forehead. "No no I loved it. You should do that more often" you mumbled. Just as Lewis leaned in to kiss you, there was a knock at the door, making the both of you jump apart. "Are the both of you done yet?" a voice asked, making you blush. "Oh my god. We forgot about the guests!" you gasped, making Lewis laugh, as he kissed you softly. "I know which one I'd rather do again" he mumbled, laughing when you kissed him back. "Don't go for round two, atleast let us leave first!" the voice yelled again, as Lewis stood up from the bed to get dressed.

"Oh and by the way, you're wearing that jacket downstairs"

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taro-im · 3 years

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when he confesses to you as a joke/prank then tells you…

starring: Kuroo x Reader

angst to fluff

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Kuroo was known to be a tease, you first met him in English class and he became your seat partner, always making little jokes with you, teasing you, calling you cute then saying sike- and outside of class he will always annoy you sitting next to you at lunch till Kenma asks him to stop bothering you sometimes, walking you home after school even though you say you don’t have to he would always say “a princess can’t walk alone without her night and shining armor” which made you flustered and he would laugh at you for it while on his end he was a word panicking mess saying things randomly whenever he saw you because he wants some type of conversation with you, which ends up with him saying things he means but pretending it was a joke or a prank, he just loves having your attention which is hard to get… while clueless you are flustered by his little jokes and pickup lines

The more the both of you got to know each other the less he felt less tense around you, surprisingly he wasn’t such a jerk after getting to know him he’s actually gentle, sweet, and funny, also pretty cute if you say so yourself, it was like you could spend the whole day with him just talking about random irrelevant things and laugh about it, you wanted to be more than friends, and so did he too. Now your a second year and he’s a third year in nekoma and the both of you still haven’t confessed to each other and everybody could tell the two of you had a thing for each other but the both of you never admitted or even talked about the topic

“Kuroo san your so lucky to have l/n” Lev said face red from seeing you leave the gym to bring him his pencil because you used it as a excuse to see him during his teammates practice “what do you mean Lev?” He said hiding his dorky smile “you know! L/n is so cute and smart how can she be with someone like you?” He said so bluntly not noticing Kuroo’s eyebrows furrowing and arms crossing “Lev you still haven’t correctly did tha-“ Kenma said trying to get Lev to stop bothering Kuroo “no way, l/n chan and you aren’t together?” He said dropping the volleyball coming forward to Kuroo “yeah we aren’t together” he muttered while Lev was pretending to be excited over the fact that you were single “do you think I have a chance with her? I mean she’s only a second year and I’m a fir-“ “enough Lev” he said sighing trying to hide his pissy mood “you still haven’t finished that se-“ “want to do a bet?” He said scratching his neck “what” “who can confess there feelings for y/n first” he said with a wide grin “w-what?” “Yeah who can ask out y/n first and see if she says yes” “you really wanna do this?” “Yeah I wanna see who she’ll choose” “alright deal, don’t start sobbing when she rejects you” Kuroo said with a smirk waiting for practice to be over so he could run over to you, what Kuroo and Kenma didn’t know was airhead Lev planned it all along… he just wanted to give Kuroo a little push so the both of you, well mostly Kuroo confess his feelings for you so that he could stop looking like a lovesick puppy

“hi y/n!” He said running towards your after school club “hi tetsu did you run here? You could’ve just waited by the entrance like you always do” you said flustered at the raven haired boy who flashed you a smile even though he’s out of breath “com on let’s go”, he pulled your hand gently intertwining his calloused fingers with yours “Tetsu where are we going?” “To um maybe my house” he said not even paying attention “what do you mean maybe?” “Oh! I mean do you want to come over?” He said stopping in the middle of the sidewalk watching your confused face “oh um yeah sure” the walk to his house was awkward silence, him trying to find a way to confess to you and your confused on why he isn’t talking that much like he usually does

“Y/nnn your so heavy get your head off of my lap” he said teasingly flustered at you laying on his lap “no wait a sec tetsu, you know your like a human pillow I could sleep on this” you yawned slowly getting up only for you to accidentally fall in his arms “ah! I’m sorry tetsuro” “it’s fine” “well since I’m here do you think you can help me with my chemistry homework?” You said trying to break the tension “yeah sure” he helped you with his homework and half way there he said it… “hey y/n” “yeah?” “I really like you, not just as friends but I want to be in a relationship type of I like you” he said playing with a strand of your hair while you didn’t pay attention till you heard his last words “w-what?” You said shocked eyes wide open heart beating at an alarming rate “I have to repeat it? I really like you y/n” he said letting go of the strand less confident rethinking saying it “I really l-“ you were cut off by a phone call “hello?” “Kuroo give me back my charger I need it” Kenma said through the other line maybe angry “ahaha sorry I’ll give it to you come over” “alright bye” “so about earlier tetsu I really l-“ he didn’t want to hear the rest he didn’t want to get rejected easily “y/n haha it was a joke! I can’t believe you fell for that!” He said laughing ruffling your hair only for you to be on the verge of tears “of course it was a joke…” you muttered avoiding eye contact “anyways y/n you solved this one wrong you switched x for y” he said taking your notebook only for you to put your things away and take your notebook from his hands “I think I understand it already thanks Tetsu” you said pulling your backpack onto your arm “wait your leaving?” “Yeah I’m gonna go home now bye I’ll see you at school” you walked out of his bedroom going down the stairs exiting his house only to see Kenma at the front door seeing tears stream down your face “oh hi Kenma” you said wiping the tears as fast as you could “y/n… did Kuroo do something?” “No! He didn’t do anything he’s just being a stupid jerk don’t tell him I was crying, I’ll see you tomorrow at school” you said then sprinted away from his house so nothing worser could happen “what did he do this time?” Kenma muttered entering the house

you came home a crying mess… why were you being so sensitive about this? He always teases you and you always fall for it, it stopped for a few months and you actually believed him this time… well you guessed wrong your stupid crush for Kuroo kept on making your heart throb painfully for him, while on Kuroo’s end the more he reflected on what he did he knew what he did was wrong… now the next day Kuroo waited for you by the school entrance but when you came you avoided him by running in the crowd of students you thought you were sneaky but he could see you doing that… you avoided him , you walked fast to classes so he couldn’t greet you in the hallways, he tried waiting by your classroom only for you to hide behind your friends, then lunch came around and you sat in your original seat with your friends “hey y/n why aren’t you sitting with us today?” He said sneaking up behind you almost making you drop your fork “oh hi tetsuro I just wanted to talk about something with my friends” you said gently putting his hands off your shoulders “um okay well I’m sorry about yesterday I’ll go now” he said embarrassed while your friends looked at you strange, this happened for two weeks of Kuroo and you barely talking to each other, you made an excuse that you weren’t able to walk home with Kenma and Kuroo, sitting with your other friends at lunch, going straight back home after your club ended, when Kuroo asked your mother if you were home she would say you were at your grandmas… he knew you were lying you just felt uncomfortable with him which made his heart hurt… he really fucked up this time huh?

Today he was going to talk to you, no matter how much your going to avoid him he’s going to find a way to talk to you “y/n!” He said while you were speed walking to your class “I just need you for a few minutes” he said looking at you while you already went into your class, you were panicked seeing him, it was time to go to lunch now, you walked through the school campus to go to your locker seeing some boys playing basketball, Kuroo saw you from the distance walking towards you, then it happened the basketball went towards you and looked like it hit you really hard on the head… “ah we’re so sorry! We didn’t see you there” one of them said concerned at the red mark it made in your forehead “haha it’s okay I’ll be alright” you said holding in the tears of embarrassment trying to get out of the situation only for Kuroo to be standing right behind you “you guys should of been more careful, she could of been seriously hurt from that” he glared at them while they were scared “you might have a concussion com on let’s go” he said hand in front of yours to see if you would hold his “yeah okay” you said taking his hand, the walk to the nurses office was quiet, just the both of you not letting go of each others intertwined hands “the nurse is on break I’ll just check if they have any bandaids” he said letting go of your hand looking at the ointments, he got the rubbing alcohol to disinfect your little wound, while your heart was beating so fast that maybe he could even hear it “look I got the cute bandaids” he said teasingly gently putting it on your forehead “so y/n… why have you been avoiding me?” He said looking you in the eyes “well I just needed some space” “space from me?” “Yeah” “y/n… is it because of what happened the day you came over?” “Yeah it is and that really hurt me” you said avoiding eye contact “it did?” “Yeah it really did, your always playing with my fucking feelings and I’m tired of it seriously Tetsuro just stop it your going to make me look like a bigger fool than I already am, now if we’re don-“ “y/n I did mean what I said that day” he said pulling your wrist towards him “you don’t have to li-“ “I swear y/n I’m not lying, I just didn’t want Lev to take you away before I even got a chance” he said face red “Tetsu…” “yeah y/n I’ve liked you for so long and I just keep on mixing my words up and I don’t want you to look at me and think I’m stupid” “I’ve known you since last year you are an idiot” you giggled wiping a tear that shed from your eye “your not suppose to say that!” He said jokingly “so do you actually like me Tetsu?” You said looking him in the eyes “of course I like you y/n, now your turn” “I really like you too Tetsuro” “I finally beat Lev” he said giving you a kiss on the cheek “what?” “Haha just kidding now let’s get out y/n” he said taking your hand

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wizkiddx · 3 years

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hiii!!! omg please please pleasee do a part two of 3 hearts broken cus it fucking slaps miss girl

part 2 to 3 broken hearts!!! ive been so 🥺 at all the lovely comments+interest pt 1 had so thanku all !

summary: serious serious angst again will tom somehow get it back (unlike looking cos boy is a fool)

warnings: again lots of swearing (im British sorry not sorry) / wayyyy too much tea / slating Dom abit (obvs fictional but idk if I like the guy sorry his opinions are :/) / commitment issues

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read part 1 here!!!!

That was three days ago now. Three days since you'd spoken to your boyfrien- well, Tom. It wasn't evident what the situation was.

The typical British weather brought with it the most ironic pathetic fallacy you could ever see. The clouds were dark and glooming, firing angry pellets of rain out as hard as they could. When you had pulled up on the roadside, it had just been a light drizzle but synchronised with your anxiety levels rising - so did the rain. When you finally opened up the car door, you threw your hoodie open with a sigh before running up the pathway to the front door.

It was the same burgundy red that you knew so well, but this time instead of just letting yourself in - you stood in the rain used the brass knocker thing twice. To be honest, you were hoping that no one was home - but in that house, it was pretty unlikely. After 30 seconds of getting drenched in the downpour, you were about to let yourself in with the spare key before the door swung open.

"Oh! Er Y/n?"

"Yeh um hi." You had to shout a bit over the sound of what must now be classified as a storm.

"Toms not-"

"I know. Can I come in?" As awkward and stunted as this conversation was, if you didn't get out of the rain asap you would literally end up drowned.

“Oh er yeh-yeh yeh come in.”

Harry stammered as he held the door open, gesturing for you to enter into the tiled hallway. Gratefully, you followed, throwing your sopping wet hood back down and wiping your feet on the floor.

"Sorry for just showing up, but I left some scripts here. My management are on my arse to read them and-"

"And you waited till Tom left for mum and dads?" The fluffy-haired boy has caught you red-handed; there was no defence, so you didn't even try.

Because yes, you knew on a Friday afternoon when Tom was home he would always, like clockwork, go to his parents just to kick back and watch gogglebox with both of them. It was only natural then that you chose Friday afternoon to come and pick up your stuff.

"I've been waiting in my car for half an hour till I saw him leave." Harry half laughed at that, still the two of you standing opposite each other in the hallway. "Um, do you… do you hate me Harry?"

Clearly, he hadn't quite been expecting your question going by the way his eyes almost bugged out his head.

"No, I-I, of course, I don't… look, I'm home alone so you fancy a cuppa?" Not being able to help the small chuckle, you nodded appreciatively, following Harry through the house.

"Your answer to everything is tea."

Harry had prepared the two mugs in silence as you sat at the table waiting patiently - if nervously too. You didn't miss how Harry had still used your favourite mug, having had to dig through the cupboard to find the weird square-shaped thing. Once done, he rounded the kitchen island and placed it in front of you, which you instantly cradled in two hands - for the hope of warming you up.

"You cold?" Obviously, it was pretty evident that sitting in your rain-soaked hoodie was not cosy at all. "Hang on a sec."

The boy sprung up again, returning moments later with a hoodie in hand, one he offered out to you with a little smile. The issue was that him and Tom shared clothes, so the hoodie he was kindly offering to you also had been worn by Tom before. Which made it hurt a little bit to wear. It was better than sitting soaked through though.

"How have you been then?"

"Not the best, to be honest, but uh… how about you?"

"Being with Tom while he's fighting with you? Oh, it's a barrel of laughs. You might've escaped it, but I haven't." He was trying to lighten the mood, and you appreciated it, offering him a half-smile that didn't really meet your eyes.

"Yeh sorry about that."

"Don't apologise; it doesn't sound like it's your fault Y/n."

That surprised you. Tom, especially when he was in moods like he was when you argued, wasn't one to admit when he was wrong. It was usually how the world was against him and how he was so hard done by. Accepting responsibility was something he hadn't said to you yet - but at least, small steps.

"He say that?"

"Pretty much… doesn't seem like he's angry at you, but-but he's still angry."

"At the world?" You rolled your eyes; this seemed to be the same old Tom through and through. Still immature. Still not with the right mindset.

"At himself." Harry countered, slightly entertained, when he saw the flash of surprise in your face as he sipped his drink. "And me… if I dare to so much as breathe this week."

This time you properly laughed, and Harry joined in too before the room fell back to silence - except the noise of the rain hitting the garden patio slats. You swirled the tea round in your mug, feeling the brunette's eyes on you. He'd always been your fake little brother too, since you'd met the Hollands way back 3 and a half years ago. Tom and yourself were barely adults, which meant the twins were still proper children. Harry had always been the one that understood you. Hollands, by nature, loved humans - loved to talk, to chat, to gossip. But sometimes, doing all that socialising got too much for you, as it did for Harry. He was the only one that seemed to understand social exhaustion. So when those moments had hit, you'd kept each other company in silence.

He got you, sometimes in ways your own boyfriend didn't.

"You know why he got so worked up, right?" You shook your head, looking up curiously. "Dad got under his skin on his birthday zoom thing."

Ah, now that did seem to coincide with the start of Tom's more petulant phase. To be fair, Tom had been asking to move in together for near enough a year now - but it was only in the past month it seemed to be the only thing you'd talk about and obviously only three days since the flight back. Dom's birthday barely a week ago, whilst you and Tom were both filming - except Tom had managed to get a day off where you hadn't. So you hadn't heard this conversation.

"What'd he say?"

"Was talking about how he and mum were settling down at Toms age, joked about how you rejected him, said maybe you were holding out for something better."

"Something better?" Harry sighed, leaning forward onto his elbows.

"He'd seen an article just off a trashy tabloid… it named you Hollywood's golden girl or something, said you could have the pick of any person on the planet…"

Of all the people in the world, why is Tom affected by shit journalism? He knows how much bullshit people write. He knows how it's all made up, exaggerated nonsense. And what he should know, completely and totally, is how much you love him. And if he didn't, was that your fault? Had you done something wrong, something to make him doubt you?

Harry seemed to notice the internal dialogue going on in your head, adding to the point. "It wasn't the article though, it was the fact dad said it."

Hmmm.

You and Dom got on; it wasn't like you hated the possible future father in law or whatever. Just…. you had very different outlooks. As much as Tom prided himself on how' grounded his family keeps him' -to you at least, they aren't entirely at sea level either. They'd never really had any particular struggles in life. They were the definition of middle class, and that's about it. They lived in a posh suburb of London, had all their family still around. It was the perfect family.

And whilst you were in no illusions about how privileged your life was now. It hadn't always been. You'd never had the 'nuclear' family. Instead, only your dad and a string of dodgy and fleeting stepmothers while struggling to make ends meet. So you were just always wary of Dom, of his opinions that so often his boys took for gospel. They always seemed pretty sheltered and close-minded.

And yet, Tom was a grown man.

"I get that, I just… Tom should know that we know more about our relationship than his dad. I mean,… have I done something wrong? Made him think I'm not in this for the long haul?"

"No nonono Y/n he's just… well he's an idiot, isn't he? I don't think he properly understands why you're cautious about moving and everything. He's just an idio- "

Harry was cut off for lightly insulting his brother by the sound of the front door opening, both of your heads swivelling towards the source. You then met Harry's eyes in a panic, to which he replied relatively simply.

"Just talk to each other. For my sake." You would've argued if it weren't for the fact you were so focused on Tom's shuffling around in the entrance hallway - back early from his parents.

"Baz? Where you at? I thought I saw Y/n's car and-"

"Kitchen!!!" Before Tom could say anything else, possibly landing himself in more trouble, Harry interrupted as his chair screeched while standing up. And then Tom was just there. Standing in the doorway, his arms dropping limply to his side as he noticed you. Everything about that moment seemed to freeze, when you locked eyes with him for the first time in three days. It didn't go unnoticed, the way his Adams apple bobbed, the way his eyes widen. The boy looked plain and simply terrified.

It was Harry who broke the silence, after giving you a stern look that said 'stay'. The younger Holland boy walked up to Tom and spoke.

"Try actually talking and actually listening about your problems with each other." And then he was gone, down the hallway and up the stairs.

For a few moments, Tom stayed absolutely stationary, now staring at where Harry had been when speaking to the both of you (but mainly Tom). Long enough to put your sense of unease at an all-time high, ready to make a break for it.

"If you don't want to talk, then I can leav-"

"NO!" Apparently snapping out of it, Tom exclaimed loud enough to make you flinch from your seat. "Sorry! I-I just… I wasn't expecting to… you know, to see you."

"Yeh I just uh- just came to pick up some scripts… Harry cornered me with a tea, though; otherwise, I'd be…."

"Baz thinks the whole world could be fixed with tea."

"that's what I said!" You instinctively responded, forgetting the fact you're supposed to be mad at him, and just for a second falling back into your normal flow.

Tom didn't even try to hide his grin in response, until you quickly corrected your face- then he did too. Turning around to put the kettle on for himself. Because right now, he needed to fix his whole world, and he needed all the help he could get. For a period, the only noise was the sound of the kettle boiling, then the teaspoon clinking against the mug as he stirred - until he padded over, taking the seat across from you.

"So."

"It's been a while," Tom stated the bloody obvious.

"You never called."

"Didn't think you'd want me to."

You thought that the early signs weren't all that auspicious. His ability to read a situation once again failing.

"I wanted you to say something."

"Say what?"

"What do you think Tom?" He replied to the sarcastic tone by sucking in a sharp breath, holding it for a second, before slowly exhaling. As if trying to compose himself, take time to think of a response - a mature move for him.

"Well, I think you want me to say sorry? For being so moody and not waiting for you and for upsetting those kids. And thanks too, for covering for me?"

You just hummed. Waiting for him to continue. Because yes, you did deserve all those things. But you also deserved more. An apology for, oh I don't know, saying he didn't think you loved him? It was a wait that never ended, he had nothing more to add.

"Going by your face, I take it I missed something?"

The bloody cheek of it.

"Theres nothing else? Nothing else at all? …" You gave him that chance, the opportunity but all he could respond with was a shake of his head. "You thought I was fine about you saying that I don't love you?" You hadn't intended on raising your voice, but really you hadn't realised you did till after the fact. To blinded by rage at his ignorance.

"You want to talk about this now?"

"When else Tom?" You sighed, realising he perhaps wasn't ready for this conversation. Maybe he needed more time to think things through, have sense talked into him by various wiser family members. Or maybe, he never would be. That was the worst-case scenario. But also… you're most likely prediction.

He shuffled in his seat, clearing his voice but not saying anything. Not a peep.

"I have spent three years of my life with you. I've had countless nights of too little sleep because that was the only time you could facetime. I've exposed my relationship to the world and people's opinions because you didn't want to hide. All I've done is love you. How could you even say that?" There might've been tears in your eyes, yet you were determined to keep them at bay. You needed to have this out, one way or another, to be clear and cohesive and logical. No time to cry.

"Y/n I know that, I…" He sighed, instinctively reaching for your hand, but you were quicker to pull it away. There was hurt in his eyes, but so there should be. "It just sometimes feels like that's it for you. That yeh you love me but you just want to standstill. That this is as much as it'll ever be."

Your emotions were suddenly uncontainable. Your voice croaked as you whispered, "Have I done something wrong?"

"No love, nonono if that's how you feel then that's okay. But it's something I'm not… shit this is hard." He took a pause to take a sip of his drink, your glazed eyes never leaving his. "I don't think I can stand still anymore. And yeh I was pissy and childish the other day because my dad got under my skin about the whole moving in thing… But these past few days, it just has got me thinking. Because I love you, so much."

This time when he reached out to grab your hand, you actually leaned into it yourself. Not because you were giving in, but because this hurt. This hurt so fucking much that you needed something to ground you, or else god knows. Because the way he was speaking, it sounded so finite.

"I love you too."

"I do know, which is…is why this is so hard." At the very least, Tom had conceded that.

The conversation ceased to silence yet again. The room felt so cold; even Tom/Harry's hoodie was doing nothing to keep you from the endless empty cold that seemed to be coming from within.

"When I re-registered my health card last month, and I made you my emergency contact on it. I-I made you my next of kin on everything actually. I didn't think about it twice. And-and this-"You pulled your phone out of your back pocket, immediately pulling up the app onto the open page. "This is my Pinterest board for our baby's nursery theme. I know-" You paused, to quickly wipe your cheeks clear of the tear tracks that may or may not have been there. "I know it's probably a long way away, but I just love the Scandinavian theme." You laughed at yourself, suddenly embarrassed at your blabbering and quickly pulled up a different app. "And this… this was from the other week when I was helping Y/bf/n start her vows." Hands trembling as you turned the phone around for Tom to see again. "She was finding it really tricky so she said, what would you say to Tom on your wedding, so-so I made this list." You only dared to look at him when you were sure he'd be reading through that note.

It was bizarre because he looked… well, he looked happy. Here you were feeling traumatised, showing things that you'd barely even deeped how committed they were - and he was pleased? Feeling the fire burn once again inside of your chest, you quickly swiped the phone away and back into your pocket. Only then did he look up, eyes widening - presumably at quite how psychotic you looked.

"So don't you dare say that I don't want a future with you."

You said it with such force, there was a pause. Tom letting those words sink deep into his brain. The way his expression flickered minutely gave you hope. You thought he got it. You thought he really understood now.

"But why don't you want to move in then?"

There it was again. He knew why. But he didn't get it. And, probably, he never would.

You were about to crash completely. So you ran. As fast as your legs could carry you, not even aware of your chair crashing to the floor in your wake. You ran out of that house and away from him. Away from who you had thought was the love of your life.

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