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harrystylesfan2686 · 3 months

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Thirst For Blood

Pairing: Azriel x Reader.

Summary: What happens when you finally escape one prison, only to be locked in another for merely surviving...

Warnings: Mentions of slavery and torture (nothing descriptive). Blood (ig)

A/N: This is probably my longest writing yet. I'm so proud of myself for this one. I tried writing in 2nd POV after the results of survey done by @leafsandstarlight so i apologise in advance if the povs change suddenly mid sentence. I did my best to edit out the mistakes but if there are some left still, do tell me and I'll correct them right away. I love this one and I hope you do too. 🫶💕

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The soft cracks of fallen twigs fills the silence spread across the forest. The wounds on your bare feet had finally stopped flowing blood. It didn't really mattered though, considering you were covered with it.

The streaks of dried blood coming out of your mouth lined all the way down to your chest, soaking through the torn material. The dress shirt and pants you had stolen from your very first kill had been ruined, having constantly walked for weeks. Covered with dirt and blood that now appeared dark brown.

You didn't know where you were going, only that you had to keep walking, running away as far as you can from the place you left behind.

You saw something move behind you and froze. You turned and held your breath, looking around, hoping for an animal or something to jump up and attack you. After what felt like ages but was probably a minute, your shoulders sag in relief when you didn't see anything unusual.

You turned to continue down your path but gasped when you saw a male right in front of you. Tan skin with black short hair atop his head, adorned in leather and blue stones. Not normal stones, you realized, Siphones.

You hadn't even had a chance to think about what to do now, before he twists his wrist at your direction and a black shadow comes out in a blur, hitting you on your forehead hard enough for the world to turn into darkness in you eyes and you fall unconscious.

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Azriel paced around the dark room, frowning at the females body asleep on the floor in front of him. The shackles around her hands and legs were bound to prevent her from running or pulling any tricks when she wakes up. It's been hours since he brought her here and imprisoned her, he realized. And she still hasn't woken up.

He has been trying to catch her for a long time, longer than what it normally takes him to find his targets. The creature that's been killing fae left and right. Draining every drop of blood from her victims and leaving the bodies for everyone to find.

She's been moving from one Court to another without leaving any trace of who or what she is. Never letting anyone predict her next move. It has thrown every Court into a spiral, not know what kind of creature has been killing their people everyday.

Azriel has been searching for the monster–her for a while. It took him a lot more time then it should. Always coming up blank while predicting what she was and what it's–hers next move would be. He was starting to question his position as the Spymaster, starting to feel ashamed every time he couldn't give Rhys the information he needed even though Rhys assured him multiple times that it's alright.

But now he knows.

He finally has the answer to all his questions. Finally found the only thing that kept him awake long into the nights, wondering why he couldn't perform his best this time. He felt as if he could finally breath freely again, without feeling abashed.

But as he watched her for hours, waiting for her to wake and using that time to observe her. How peaceful she looked and her calm features and clothes made him question himself, again. He's started to feel agitated. Maybe he made a mistake. Maybe she isn't the one he was after, all this time. But the one thing that stopped him from releasing her was the dried blood on her body. It seemed almost black from the darkness of the dungeons.

The wind in the room moved when a dark cloud formed and Rhysand stepped out. The energy in the room calmed to an eeire silence before he looked at Azriel and raised an eyebrow,"Still not awake?".

The shadowsinger shaked his head and sighed,"I don't know what's wrong. I didn't hit her with much force, just enough to make her faint for a few hours."

Rhys hummed and moved towards her sleeping form, staring at her for a few minutes before crouching down, raising a hand and placing it down on her head.

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You woke up with a startle and let out a small yelp at the sight of a male touching you. You scrambled back going as far as you can before your back hits a wall, breathing loud and fast while switching your gaze between the two male in front of you.

The one who was crouched in front of you stood and moved back, standing beside the male that was already stood with his hands crossed. Wait. You've seen him. He is the one that took you from the forest, the one with siphones straped to his body, seven siphones, you counted. They glowed so bright in the darkness. You forced yourself to look at your surroundings. A small room with four walls, a window on one of them and a metal door on another. A table in the middle on which a siphone–less male was now leaning against.

Your hands felt heavy when you tried to lift them, looking down and feeling the weight of the shackles locked on your hand and legs. The chains on them were small, enough to stand but not run. The air left your lungs and you felt like blood drained from you body when you realized where you were.

A torture chamber.

No no no.

Not again. You had just got out of one. You refuse to be locked up again. Anger filled your body as you looked up at your captures and snarled. "Release me!" You demanded.

The siphon male narrowed his eyes while the other's lips thinned in a straight line. The disappointment clearly displayed on both of their faces.

"No." Said the narrow eyed. And before you could speak again, the other one extended his hands as though calming a wild beast and said,"How about we start with introductions? I'm Rhysand, the High Lord of Night Court." His then pointed at the siphoned one,"This is Azriel, The Spymaster of Night Court." He gave a gentle smile which you knew was fake and asked,"And you are?"

Rhysand. Azriel. The High Lord and Spymaster. Night Court. Prythian. Right. I am in Prythian.

Your expression soften and eyes widen when you realized how far you've travelled. You were at the very top Court of Prythian. Did you really walk all the way through the continent without even realizing it?

Rhysand cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows in a silent demand to answer him. You swallowed a lump, wincing when you felt your throat sore and scratchy from dryness. You opened you mouth and told them you name, feeling a lot calmed then you did a minute ago. Rhysand's eyes widens as he looks at you as if he hadn't expected you to answer. "Will you answer a few of our questions?" You nod slowly.

"First of all. What are you?" You frown upon hearing his question but then relax looking at him. Of course he doesn't know.

"I'm a Vampire." You answered. Both their faces shocked and you sigh. Feeling the weight of your life on your shoulders. Azriel composes himself the next second but the High Lord's mouth still agaped a for longer than a minute.

"That's not possible. Vampires aren't real, they're a folklore created by ancients to scare the younglings." It's Azriel that says it this time, shaking his head in disbelief. His voice oddly comforting and you lean your head against the wall closing your eyes for a second. "And even if they were, they are extinct. They haven't been seen in a Millennium."

"So were Seers. But they came back too, didn't they? Even if only one." You open my eyes and raise an eyebrow.

"Yes. And im not going to ask how you know that but that's because a female was thrown into the cauldron and it gave her powers." Rhysand states.

"Exactly." You say. "The cauldron made her a fae and gave her powers, along with her sister. And I know because I've heard about you, high lord. The one who stole Spring's wife." You laugh softly. "It's absured what they say about you."

Rhysand's jaw clench.

"Calm down. I'm not making fun of you." You gave an apologetic expression.

"How are you a vampire? Have you been hiding all this time?" Azriel winces as he says, probably cringing at how crazy his words sound.

"Couldron made me a Vampire when I was pushed into it. Since I was already fae, I became the creature who feeds on blood to live. I was transformed in hybern, been made one of the King's experiments." You explain. They both frown in confusion and share a glance while you close your eyes and rest yourself against the cold, hard wall, the exhaustion of your journey finally hitting you at once.

"How did you get here?" Azriel questioned.

"I used my powers."

"What, exactly, are your powers?" It's was Rhysand this time.

"Compulsion. I can compell anyone to do anything I want."

"Is that how you hid yourself? Killing or compeling the people, who saw you?"

You finally straighten your neck, giving them your full attention and raise an eyebrow. "Isn't it obvious? I compell the people to forgot they saw me." Rhys' body tenses as that. "You can control minds?" His calm tone shealing the panick and anger behind it.

"Not exactly minds. I can control your consciousness by looking into your eyes and ordering you." They shared a glance, unsure to believe you or not.

"Don't think im telling the truth?" You tilt my head towards the shadowsinger. "I can show you." Azriel assessed you cautiously and nodded once.

You peered into his yellow onyx eyes, the gold flickering in them can be seen clearly even from the distance between you both. Concentrating on energy thuming beneath your mind, your iris' expand as you give the order,"You'll do as I say."

His face cleared of any feelings, his expression bland as he repeated,"I'll do as you say."

"Take off my binds." You lift your hands and the corner of you lips quirk up.

His eyes widen,"No!" He exclaimed but his feet moved on their own, seeming as if they were they're own person. He stopped in front of you and sat on his toes, hands moving to your restrins. "What the fuck?" He barked.

"Azriel stop!" The High Lord ordered, stepping behind him and held onto his shoulders, trying to get him away from you. Azriel didn't budge.

"Stop." You spoke, pulling your hands back toward you before he actually opened your chains. Azriel stood and took a big step away from you, finally in control of himself. He and Rhysand breathing hard, staring at you in disbelief. "Believe me now?"

A moment of silence passed, no one speaking anything before Rhysand cleared his throat,"How–," He shaked his head slightly. "When did you became a vampire?"

"I'm not quite sure of the time. All I know is that when you killed the king, I ran and came here." You shrug.

"Tell us everything." He ordered, the traces of a gentle man gone, leaving only the authority of a high lord. "You said 'experiment'. What do you mean by that?"

"You don't think he just threw the high lady's sister in there and hoped for the best did you?" Your lips thinned. "He tried it at first, obviously. Trying to see if his theory actually worked. Since he couldn't throw in humans, he bought fae slaves like me and drowed us in the Couldron. He drowned one fea at a time. The first two didn't survive but he didn't give up hope. When the third subject resurfaced, he was overjoyed. Thinking it finally worked but all that hope was destroyed when he crawled out of the Couldron and died a few minutes later.

The forth subject the same as before but the fifth survived. She came out a dragon, being able to exchange skin for scales and pikes, hands to wings, and breath fire when angry. The king locked her up and tortured her, trying to check how strong she was. She lived a full month but at the end died of bloodloss." You sucked in a sharp breath, preparing yourself for further.

"The sixth subject came out looking normal. But everyone quickly realized they had made a mistake calling her a fail when she looked at a person and that person turned stone. She was executed the second she turned the gaurd stone. I don't know details more than this because as I said we were never transformed at the same time. I heard all this in small pieces of information, listening to the guards that were stationed to my cell, talk.

I was the seventh subject. The only fae who was weak enough to torture and strong enough to keep alive. They beat us, burn us, and tortured us in ways I couldn't even imagine were possible. I had a better of it though because not long after I was turned, you killed that king in war. When I heard the he was dead and the castle was in mayhem, I ran. I ran and compelled my way out of Hybern and into Prythian, in hopes of finding a better life." You gave them a lopsided smile and sigh.

"You killed innocent people in the process. You murdered your way through our land." Azriel finally spoke and the look in his eyes as he looked at you was pure rage.

"I was weak. I was hungry. I couldn't control my hunger, I didn't know how to. When I fed on those people, I planed to just take a sip of thier blood and leave. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't control myself in the few killings. I would never kill a person on purpose. I never want to harm anyone. And after I was strong enough, I did learn to control. I fed, compelled and ran." You tried to explain yourself but it seemed clear he didn't believe you.

"You could've used your power to get out of here the second you woke up. Why didn't you?" He abruptly changed the topic. You swallow a lump.

"As I said, I don't want to harm anymore people."

You turned to the high lord and said,"I won't hurt anymore people. You have my word. I just want my freedom. A peaceful life is all I want." You plead.

"How do we know you're not lying?" Azriel asked in an irritated tone. I glaced at him and said to Rhysand,"You can look into my head. If you find that I'm laying, you can kill me right here and never let me walk out alive. I'll accept whatever punishment you give. I promise you I'm saying the truth." You considered begging at this point if it got you free.

Rhysand looked at Azriel, The two of them held each others gaze for a minute without saying anything, having an unspoken conversation. Your eyes skipped between them, confused because they weren't even blinking.

Suddenly, Rhysand turned to you, stepping near and put a hand on your head. He either didn't notice the dirt in your locks or didn't care. You gasped feeling a dark shadow within you soul, you winced and shut your eyes because it felt almost painful, not so much that you couldn't handle it but enough to steal you focus only to the shadow digging around your subconscious. Your body locked itself in the position you were sitting in. You couldn't do anything but sit there and let the high lord examine your thoughts.

After what felt like forever Rhysand finally stepped back and sighed. The relief of body finally back to your control almost made you drop to the ground but you kept yourself composed. Breathing heavy and looking up to the high lord, you raised an eyebrow, silently questioning him.

"She's telling the truth. She doesn't intent on killing anymore people." Rhysand informed Azriel and his face relaxes the slightest. "And as for your request," He told you,"Fine. I'll let you walk through Night Court," I couldn't control my smile. "But only on one condition." He raised a finger.

"Anything." You noded.

"Azriel will be with you at all times. Anywhere you go, anytime you go. He will be there. At least until we are sure to trust you won't harm our residence." Rhysand ordered and Azriel clenched his jaw.

"Alright!" You felt so happy, you could dance.

Rhysand and Azriel shared a worried glance, again but you were too in your own joyful world to realize. You are finally free. You closed your eyes and rested you head on the wall, the smile on your face refusing to go.

I am finally free.

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Azriel watched with skeptical eyes as you practically skipped through the road. You both were on your way to a small bakery Feyre had suggested.

When you were taken out of the dungeons, the High Lady of Night Court had arried there complaining how long her mate had been gone. Her eyes had widened when she took a look at you, worry clearing written in her expression. When the high lord and spymaster explained who you were and what your situation was, she immediately took it in her hands to get you comfortable.

It was weird, to be honest. You had never experienced someone being so kind and nice to you, treating you like you were important, like you mattered. Even before you were turned, your life was rough, being a slave waiting to be sold, it was expected. So yes it had been very weird.

You were transfered in a house built above a mountain. Rhysand said it was because Azriel lived there and you were always expected to be with him, but you knew the real reason. It was because the House of Wind had ten thousand steps, standing so high the if you ever tired to run, you wouldn't be able to go far without being caught or dead. But you didn't care because you never wished to run. Never wished to give them any reason not to trust you.

So you accepted your fate with a happy face. You met with High Lord's inner circle who were cautious with you, still are, but a little comfortable thsn before. You only met them once and are sure they all could kill you the second you did something wrong.

Everyday you walked with azriel around Valaris, going from one shop to another, learning the style and culture of people of Night Court. You were first a bit scared to do or touch anything in front of Azriel, not even speaking much but you have to admit, you got used to having him around. Finding him at every corner you turned to, watching you. After a while you tried to talk to him, making small talks about random things as you walk and surprisingly he replied to you everytime.

Azriel didn't understand how someone can be so annoyingly curious about everything. You looked at every person, every dish of food, every single thing with so much curiosity and happiness, it made him almost angry. The smile of your face hadn't left for a second since they released your shackles. It was like walking with a bubble full of pure contentness.

Your eyes widen in excitement as you pointed to a bakery in front of you. "There is it!" You took your hand in his and walked faster, almost ran to the door of the small shop. He opened the door and stepped aside to let you in first and closed it behind you both.

You smile impossibly wide as you take in the pink interior. A few tables spread across the left side of the shop with even fewer people sitting on them and the right filled with freezers that contained verities of sweets. From cakes and pastries to cookies and different breads, everything looked so delicious, you can't possibly choose what to taste first.

"Good morning darlings, what can I get you?" The lady behind the cash counter asked with a smile.

"I apologise but I can't decide. Why dont you suggest me something?" You gave a smile.

"Alright do you like chocolate?" She asked. You opened you mouth to reply but stop, trying to remember if you've ever tasted chocolate. You don't think you have. Well guess you'll if you like it now. "Sure." You smiled.

When the lady asked Azriel what he wanted he just said that he doesn't want anything. You both go to sit in one of the empty tables on the very left corner, taking the seat opposite to one another. There is a widow right next to you from which you glimpse at every person walking through the road.

While you observe outside the window, Azriel observes you, thinking how can anyone be so energetic all the damn time. He thinks of how you look so different than how he first saw you, covered in so much filth, and now your skin is as clear as water. Your eyes and lips so perfect, he can admire you for days without stopping. The one thing he's sure is amazing, is the joy in your eyes, he swears you could have the deadliest disease and still be happy.

He breath catches for a second when you turn to him, realizing he had just been caught ogling you. He expected you to frown in discomfort or turn to the other way trying to avoid him but he stopped breathing entirely when he sees you smile even brighter at him. The blush on you cheeks and sparkle in your eyes fading away the rest on the world around you.

His focus entirely on how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

The moment shatters when a girl in aprone comes in with a dish and places it between you both, muttering a small enjoy and going away, leaving them alone again.

"I've never had chocolate before. I'm not sure if I'll like it or not." You quietly admitted. Azriel tried not to let his surprise show as he digested the information. Of course you never had chocolate, you were a slave most of your life. He mentally rolled eyes at himself.

You picked up the spoon and scoped a small piece of the brown substance. You put it in your mouth and instanty let out a small moan at the taste. Sweetness explods in your mouth as you chewe, digging in for the rest of the cake immediately.

Azriel tried to ignored what that moan did to his body. He tried to suppress the smile itching to appear on his lips as he watched you eat the piece of cake in utter amusement. The chocolate covered you lips and you tounge poked out the lick in clean. You finished the cake and beamed at him. "One more, please?"

Azriel's lips turn up at the corner as he gestured the waiter for one more pastry. He noticed the end of your lips still brown. "You still have chocolate on your face." He stated and pointed at his own lips, trying to show the exact place. Your hand came up and wiped the opposite end. "Better?" You asked. He shaked his head. "The opposite." You wiped it almost cleaned but missed a spot. You raised you eyebrows, silently questioning him again.

He sighed and reached his hand to your face and wiped the rest clean. His fingers felt rough against your soft skin. You intake a sharp breath feeling fire ignited against your skin as he moved his hand back. He then pulls his thumb near his mouth and open his mouth to lick the chocolate off. His eyes held your gaze for a heated moment and you forgot how to breath.

The moment interrupted when the waiter came in again. Bringing in the second dish of chocolate cake you ordered, though before she could rest it on the table, someone pushed her, causing her to lose footing and drop the dish, shattering it to the ground. A hundred broken pieces of ceramic glass spread through the floor and she spoke out a curse. Bending down to pick up the pieces, she repeated apologises under her breath, but as she picked up one sharp pieces, the sharp edge cut through her skin and she instanty dropped it and gasped. The small cut deep enough to gush out a trail of crimson blood.

You tense as the smell of blood fills the room faster than anything. You close your eyes and try to control but the smell is so strong you feel hunger hit you all over your body. Azriel quickly stood up and grabed you, standing you up too as you both quickly get out of the shop, you running as fast as you can from the desire to feed on that poor girl until you feel her limp in your arms.

Azriel pulled you in a dark ally beside the walk way, placing your back against the wall and resting both of his hands beside your head. You press your eyes with both hands trying to think of something else, anything other then the beautiful scarlet liquid ready to be suck on just a few steps away.

"How are you feeling?" Azriel doesn't mention how he feels proud of you that you controlled yourself enough to get out after not drinking blood for so long.

"Hungry." You growl, trying to distract yourself by thinking.

"You need to distract yourself."

You scoff. "You think im not already trying." You snapped at him, not even in enough mindset to feel bad. Your head hangs low as you reach to your hair, pulling as hard as you can. Pain. Yes that's what's going to distract you.

Azriel licked his lips. "I have an idea but I'm not sure you'll like it." He whispered.

"I don't care if I like it not. If you have something to calm me then act on it!" You finally lowered your hands and glared at him.

Azriel felt speechless as he looked at you. Your irises glowed red and veins that coloured black and purple pulsed around you eyes. Your mouth in a snral, showing off you pointed canine that stood out proudly with sharpest edge amongst the other teeth. You looked deadly as though you could kill him this very second without a problem.

It made him want you even more.

Pushing every doubt out of his head he slam his lips to yours. You mouth open in a gasp and he used it to his advantage, pushing his tounge in your mouth. You returned the kiss with a sigh, pushing yourself into him, hands in his hair and tougne tied with his. His one arm wrapped around you waist and other behind you neck pushing your head upwards to deepen to kiss.

You both kept your lips to the other until what felt like forever. Finally pulling back and opening your eyes to find him already looking at you. The hunger you felt now was of a entirely different reason than before the kiss. The gaze you shared was a lot more than desire, it was raw and intimate.

You smirked at each other.

"I hope you liked that, because we are definitely doing that again."

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sluggmuffin · 10 months

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𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 - send a prompt from either this list or this one & a character and i will write you a blurb!

Can I get number 2 from the 2nd prompt list with Earth 42! Miles?? Plss

ALSO HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEEK

Hugs From Behind ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales

Summary: Miles is low key a dick but it's okay bc it was an accident

Warnings: angst, crying, u make up in the end

A/N: oops. umm I didn't mean to make this angsty it just came out. anyways if u wanted fluff I will gladly write another one I love my boy

"Get out" Y/n commanded, keeping their back to their window Miles had come in.

"Ma, cmon you can't be serious." He pleaded, swinging himself over their window so he's fully in their room.

"Get. Out" Y/n repeated through gritted teeth, organizing their desk further. Truthfully, they didn't want him to leave. They just wanted an apology. And Miles knew that. And as hard as it is for him to admit he's wrong, he knew he had to do it.

"I'm sorry. Really I am."

"You said that last week. And the week before that. I want you to mean it."

He inched closer to Y/n, and even though they didn't want to give in, the minute he wrapped his arms around their waist they knew how this would end. Miles lay his chin on their shoulder, and pressed small kisses to their jawline.

"Miles"

"Yes ma?"

"I want a proper apology."

"Y/n," He starts, before pressing another kiss to your neck. "I'm very sorry I didn't respond to any of your texts-"

"for 7 hours" They mumbled.

"for 7 hours, yes. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand I'd be busy, and I'm sorry I didn't text you goodnight." He urged, swaying back and forth while keeping his arms around you.

"Miles, you know I always go to bed at 11:30, and if you can't respond to my messages past 4pm, then the least I expect is a 'sorry I'm busy right now baby, I'll text you later, goodnight' when I'm getting ready for bed. I've told you before that I don't want to have to wait, worrying about you, and I've told you before if I don't care if I have to go to bed without a text from you. I know my worth and if you won't give me 2 minutes of your life, then I don't need you." Their voice cracks, on the verge of tears they don't dare turn around to keep them from falling.

"Then why'd you wait" He asks.

"What?"

"You said it yourself. You would go to sleep without a text from me because you don't need me and you know your worth. Then why are you up at-" He leans over your shoulder to turn on your phone that's on the desk, a picture you have of the two of you at the pool as your background lighting up the room."-3am waiting for me?"

"I am not waiting for you," they scoff at the accusation. "I'm cleaning my desk."

"At 3am?" He cocks an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"Even though you hate staying up past 12?"

"Okay you know what Miles, yes I was waiting for you. I haven't heard from you for hours so I stayed up for the slim chance you'd text me back, or come apologize, because I really cannot go to bed without knowing your safe." They finally admit, a drop falling from their eye onto the floor.

"Ma, please don't cry," He cranes his neck that's still rested on your shoulder, pressing more kisses against their skin. "I'm really sorry, and if you can find it in your heart to forgive me" He pokes their chest, making the ends of their mouth curve upward. "Then I'd make it up to you as best I can, and I promise, with all my heart, that I will no longer leave you without sleep waiting for my texts."

He unwraps his arms from around Y/ns waist, turning them so their facing him. He gets a good look of their face, eyes puffy from crying, and tear streaks making marks on their face. He kisses the tears away before planting one last kiss on their lips.

"Anyways if you really did want me to leave... I can go. But if not let's get you to bed yeah?"

"Yeah." They agree, a smile tugging at their lips.

And with that, Miles never left them without a goodnight text again, but instead he left them with a healed heart, kisses, and hugs from behind.

#mick 🐝#slugs birthday celly!#e42 miles #miles morales x reader #miles morales #spiderman atsv #atsv #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x you #slugs writing!

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multifan2022 · 2 months

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*kinda scared to post this.. Defiantly not my normal territory. Love the damn show though, dont care. Hope its decent. Picturing Cassius as Jacob Elordi. Maybe part 2? if it goes over well, if so ideas? idk if i can even write anymore for real 😶 this took me so fricken long.*

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Sighing you looked up at.. What did that say? “Hazbin Hotel”.. “Oookay.” You said drawn out sarcastically as you looked down and closed your eyes. You knew you had to go in, you owed this to your Dark Lady. You swore to her that you would look after her daughter, she had given you everything you ever wanted. Knocking you brace yourself with a smile for your niece Charlie who you could already hear squealing.

You do smile though that she throws herself at you and hugs you while bouncing on her toes. Vaggie smiles softly while telling her girlfriend that she should bring you inside. Soon your sitting in front of Husk who's making you a drink, Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor and finally Angel and Sir Pentious. The last two had seemed in almost aw when you had finally stepped inside fully and reached up to drop your hood and remove your cloak. Honestly you were use to it, even if it was always flattering.

As a devout follower of The Dark Lady, Lilith, in your human life you were granted a doll like version of the look you always wanted in life. BUT your time was highly coveted, you had many things to do, even more so in her ladys absence. The seat at her table was something you worked hard for, and something you would never be giving up. You would be here when she returned. “This whole idea is beautiful sweetie. You know if you ever need something, Ill do everything I can to help.” From beside you, you swear you feel Pentious’ tongue touch you when he speaks. He's so close. “I bet your powerful!”

You smile while looking down, it was a play at shyness but Alastor and Husk could see right through it. “How did such a beaut end up here anyways!” Angel said, laughing and throwing himself on the couch. “Here as in??” You circled your finger in the air “Hell.. or the Hotel?” Ending with pointing at the floor. Hearing a static “Both” you looked at the Radio Demon, under different circumstances you would be creeped out by his never falling smile. But for some reason you werent, you hadnt been scared of anyone in a long time so it wasnt that. But moving on you took a deep breath and said nonchalantly “I'm a follower of Lady Lilith, so of course I ended up here.”

Husk half chuckled, half scoffed and your head snapped with unnatural speed to him. Chills shot down his neck as the smile on your lips and the look in your eye. He could almost feel you skinning him, when you crossed one leg over your knee and leaned onto the counter and smiled at him he wanted to run. “Ok pussycat.. You wanna know why I'm here.. Let me show you.” Waving your hand a deep deep red smoke encompassing the room as everyone felt the floor fall from under them next thing they knew, they were all standing somewhere none of them knew. Ancient Greece. “Never speak to me again, Cassius!” They heard before turning and falling into your memory.

Storming down the hall you had never felt such pain, such anger and betrayal. You felt broken. Your favorite colored shorter toga dress whipped around your thighs as you ran. You didn't even know where you were too, running until your toes hit the water. Then your knees as you start screaming until your throat is raw before sobbing. “Why??” You cried softly trying to understand how one person could feel so much pain and still be alive. You were thinking that you wish you could just die. That there would never be someone who would understand this pain before feeling warmth wrap around you. Opening your eyes to the most beautiful woman standing before you. Well, she kinda stood before you, she was fuzzy, almost ghost-like. “Don't cry daughter of Lilith, let us take care of this.” As she spoke she tilted her head, the smile on her face taking over a savage edge. As she faded your anger grew, any other feeling gone, any thought besides revenge then death gone.

Behind you, you heard your name being shouted. By him.. By the man who had betrayed you. The man you had been seeing, giving yourself too. Who you were supposed to marry tomorrow. You had found him out for a stroll with his son.. His son and his wife.. A son and a wife you clearly didn't know about. His face had dropped when his eyes connected with yours, both of your worlds freezing. Because the problem was, he truly did love you. He didn't come from a very wealthy family, so this marriage, he couldn't mess it up. His father would kill him, and probably you. He didnt know what he was going to do or tell you tomorrow. But now he didnt need too, but he had broken your heart in the worst way. He just wanted a moment to try to explain.

Unfortunately for him, the moment your heart broke, someone powerful stepped in. She had been waiting for you, Lilith. She could feel the impending heart break from hell and knew she had to step in. She didnt feel connected to living women often so when she did, she paid attention. She had grasped and pulled forward the woman she wanted you to be. Allowed you to embrace your rage and take an inhuman amount of power, one you knew without words would kill you. You felt a weird calm, an almost buzzing hot but calm numbness spread across your skin as you stood. Your voice was low, but somehow Cassius heard it. “Get in the water.”

You heard him stop , could somehow feel him just at the edge as the waves barley lapped the tips of his sandals. “Get in the water” you repeated your voice deeper than he had ever heard, raspy from crying but carried something.. Something that gave him goosebumps. All the hairs on his hairs and neck standing on end, his guts screaming at him to run. He watched the fingers on your left run slowly through the water, the setting sun sparklingly off your now useless engagement ring. He audibly gulped as you slowly turned to him, black veins around your eyes and spreading from your finger tips and throat. “Or Ill raise the tide so high..” You looked down at his feet as a slightly larger wave splashed his toes “All of Delos will die..” Looking him in the eyes he jumped, there was a slight glow to your eyes, almost gold mixed with red. He was terrified.

“Get in the water.”

Taking a panicked breath he feels water.. Hitting.. His calves? Looking down his panic increases “Wait..” His mind is speeding down any and every possible avenue but its coming up with nothing but fear. Fear so encompassing as he hears you tell him again, and he swears he sees you take a step forward. “Stop” he says in a desperate shout, the waves now up to his knees. “Stop this.. Please.” he begs as you tilt your head and take another slow step toward him. He sounds so pathetic you think as you ball your hands into fists, his wife stumbling onto the sand as well, pulling their son behind her. She calls out to him, but Cassius cant look away from the woman in front of him.

Are the veins glowing now? Is your hair? Is it moving, whipping back and forth wildly? You could feel the anger rising, it was an all encompassing avalanche of emotions. Seeing her made all that pain real again, pulled it past the surface, shoved you over your breaking point. A tiny, very small part of you felt bad for the child as you refocused on his father. Turning to look back at him, you have a small evil smirk on your face. Unclenching your hands and raising them slowly to inspect your palms you spoke again. “Ill make tidal waves so profound..” Cocking your head to the other side your eyes flick to the woman who screams Cassius again. The smirk spreads into a full grin “Both your wife and your son will drown.”

“NO!” He screams anguish, panic, fear its all right there. Suddenly your in his face. The wind harshly blowing around both of you now, your hair flying this way and that in soft caresses across your cheeks and forehead. Your breathing the same air, his anguished puff of air as he tries to find the words, the feelings, the anything to give you to calm you down. To fix this. But he jumps when you next speak, the volume and the venom in your voice scare any half thoughts he had away. “GET IN THE WATER!” Now the waves, they arent small calm waves crashing gently on his legs.

They are slamming into them, the water up to his hips, now reaching his wife and sons feet as others gather and panic starts to ensue. People are screaming behind him, but no one will come any closer. The fear and uncertainty was pabable. The smile on your face kept growing, the glow in your eyes now bright and eerie. “GET IN THE WATER!!” You screamed again, taking a step back and turning before spinning back and grabbing his neck with both hands. You were tall for a woman, but Cassius was taller. It was one of things you always loved about him. In your rage you pulled him to you by his throat. He has no idea how your so steady on your feet. He is rocking back and forth, his sandals being sucked into the sand by retreating water.

Squeezing as you started to pull him with you, stepping backwards. Keeping eye contact, it was controlling, you didnt know how you were doing it. But as you kept talking it was like you were compelling him. Letting go as you spun the two of you around and point out towards the open sea. You were so close your noses were touching, he could feel your lips brush against his as you whispered. “ Dont mistake my threats for bluff. You have lived more than enough..” Cassius knew he was dead, he could feel his body moving against his will. Somehow your whisper shook him to the bone, deeper than anything else had.

He looked toward his son one last time, mouthed ‘i love you’ as his feet drug him deeper. Without ever looking at his wife, he turned his gaze back to you. He looked at you with such despair, but also understanding. He KNEW he hurt you, he KNEW that you were an outsider. You had come here from one of the tribes on the main land. He knew your gods and his were different. It had never bothered him, but now hes thinking he shouldve listened harder. Shouldve known better. Shouldve loved you correctly.

Tears streaming down your cheeks, you could feel yourself dying. Whatever that woman had given you was fading. You were running out of time. You wanted to see him die. When he smiled sadly at you and mouthed that he loved you to a violent heat pulsed over you. You felt like you were on fire as you stormed in anger towards him, grabbing his throat again and shoving him down. “GET IN THE WATER!” You scream one last time, before following him with the pull of the waves into the ocean.

The last thing you remember besides happiness and warmth, was seeing him sinking deeper into the darkness.

Snapping your fingers you released everyone from your hold. Sir Pentious started to gag, his little egg buddies having passed out or thrown up. Everyone looks shocked, even Alastor is momentarily without his sinister grin. Not even a full breath later, Angel and Husk are badgering you with questions. How did you get the power? Where you a follower in life or was this chance? Is your ex here in hell? That doesnt tell us how powerful you are down here! Charlie at some point rewrapped herself around you and is crying for your broken heart. Your patting her head and smiling while answering all of the questions and showing off little tricks.

Never noticing the tall dark demon behind you, still slightly stunned.. In what he thinks is.. Awe?

“Hm.. This wont due.”

#alastor hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor the radio demon #radio demon #the radio demon #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor imagine

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Part 2 - nightmare

Sooo... Finally the 2nd part, I've been a week abroad and didn't have much time to write, as soon as I got back home I finished this part, I strongly believe there will be like at least 3 more and as always I hope you all enjoy it very much! Reposts are really appreciated!!

Tw: afab, cursing/fowl language, name calling, tell me if I missed any

Word count: 1,550

He just stays there, a smirk imprinted on his face "so that's what you think of me, Honigbiene?" He asks tilting his head.

You quickly turn around facing him with fear in your eyes "I... Uhm.." you stutter, ashamed of what he's heard.

"I'll snap your back in half if I ever hear you talking about me like that, kleine Hure." He threatens through gritted teeth.

"I... I'm sorry, König.. just..." You try to explain yourself tho you couldn't find any valid reason.*

He looks at you with nothing but apathy on his face and walks away, grabs the lighter and cigarettes on the counter and rushes outside to have a smoke. You look at him both perplexed and angry, why would he take *your* cigarettes without asking? Or even caring?

You try to ignore it and run after him to get your stuff back. When you get outside you find him lighting a cigarette and looking at you with a smirk.

"What do you want, Hure?" He growls. "I'm not a whore, if anything you're the one that fucks every living thing." You spat back at him, his face contorting into a pissed frown.

"Watch your tongue before I'll cut it off." His words harsh as ever, tho their effect on you is minimal, after all this time how could it be any other way? Yea?

You get back inside, forgetting about your belongings and most of all ignoring him.

You take out your phone and look for something to make for dinner, somehow, somehow, you still manage to have a soft stop for his wellbeing, and that only.

You find some sort of pizza pockets that you think you'll like so you start making them, by the time you've finished baking them it's become 7pm.

You plate them on the table and look for him, first in the living room, then outside, then his room. Nowhere to be found.

"The cunt left?" You ask yourself aloud shaking your head in disappointment and turning around to get the cutlery, only to find him there, grabbing you by your nape.

"What did I tell you about calling me names? Huh?" He yells, the height difference, force and brutality different and age difference makes you shiver from fear. Hatred leaking eyes pierce through you, leaving you tremble.

"Answer, Honigbiene." He yells again, your eyes widening.

"I... I was just worried... Yea.. worried." You babble, trying to sound convincing.

His grip loosens though he keeps your eyes fixated on him. "No one taught you manners? Useless bitch." He looks down on you, almost feeling disgusted.

You quickly wiggle off his grasp and just look at him, rubbing where he left a sore mark. "I was calling you to eat. Just trying to be gentle. But you're clearly not worth it." You said feeling repulsed by him and going to your room, just as far as you can from that monster of a man.

König, on the other hand, took it more easy. It was fun to mess with you, make you feel bad, sad, angry, make you cry. He simply sat on a chair and ate the food you made, like nothing had just happened.

After an hour or so he comes up to your door "I like ya cooking, who taught you?" He grunts, feeling like an animal.

You hear his voice, oh you do, but you also don't do or say anything. Complete silence. Ignorance too.

"Hey I'm talking to you, Honigbiene." He scowls, your avoidance pissing him off.

"Go away." You whisper, just enough for him to hear. And hopefully do as said.

But he doesn't. Why would he? He's the man right? He got the pants. So he bangs on your door, hard. "Open up, ja?" He smirks, thinking he's having control over you, but still, you don't say anything.

After some time he decided he's had enough, so what's better than just breaking in? Knocking down the door? Easy. The first thing that comes to his mind tho isn't to break down the door, maybe you didn't lock it, right? Right? Right.

He simply wiggles the knob and boom! He's inside. Your figure way smaller than him, any size is smaller than him. Just a little mouse hunted by the cat. No, a tiger in this case.

You stay there, scrunched up by the headboard, your phone and headphones by your side. "Go out." You whisper, the fear that König instills in you has no words capable of describing. "Please.." you add, you're voice sounding weaker than usual.

"What? The little girl's gonna cry now?" He says in a mocking, degrading tone, not caring to pick his words correctly.

You just look at him, speechless, scared, fragile even. Only a moment after you take your gaze off him, looking down at where your knees and chest meet, trying to ignore your now flooded waterlines.

König just looks at you, the pathetic state you're in, feeling nothing but superiority. "Look at me when I speak." He demands, his voice stern as always, but you're unable to. Certainly not when you're on the verge of tears.

You slightly raise your head up, enough for your eyes to meet his, and then you see him. A wide smirk plastered on his face, the bastard enjoying the torture he's giving you.

"Don't cry now. I bet you've gotten hurt in worse ways, Honigbiene." He tries to sound sympathetic and cover the mock in his voice, of course, he doesn't succeed.

"Please just leave.." you plead once again, you're voice shaking and lips quivering, eyelids becoming heavier by the second.

He looks at you up and down one last time before exiting the room, closing the door with a loud slam.

Night falls and you're still in your bed, drenched in tears of fear and broken heart, not because of him directly, but because of the way he treats you. You've done everything you could to make this agonizing stay a little less hard, but he hasn't put any effort, no, on the other hand he has just gotten worse and worse.

At around 1am you decide to get up and take a shower, refresh yourself, get something under the teeth, hopefully be alone. At least now.

And you do so, after you've finished showering you just walk down to the kitchen and heat out the leftovers of the dinner you cooked, careless to get dressed. After all, you were sure you were alone.

You take the plate and sit at the table, slowly eating the food and sipping water, the headache you've had until now slowly vanishing.

After finishing you rub your eyes and slightly stretch, "this is a nightmare... A very big, tall and strong nightmare." You say to yourself, your head resting in your palms.

"As if you were a dream." You hear a voice say right behind you.

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project-sekai-facts · 2 months

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What is your favorite commissioned song for each character? (Sorry if you've already answered this before)

this has been sitting in my inbox since december because I was waiting for all characters to get their 4th song... so minori has 5 songs now screw waiting it's not massively likely that Ena4 or Toya4 are gonna beat my top comms for them.

Ichika: either the WALL or Ryuusei no Pulse. I keep changing my mind on which one I like more. I don't really have much to say about them because I don't have either ranked particularly high, but Chiirurin is always a good vocalist, her high note in the WALL is really good.

Saki: Stella. This has been my favorite L/n song since I started playing. I'm not entirely sure why, it just really struck a chord with me. I love the lyrics as well. I'm actually listening to it while writing this lol.

Honami: STAGE OF SEKAI. I really love the emotion in this one, especially in the final chorus. The instrumental is really good too and you honestly can feel the emotion in the song through that alone. Regulus is really good too.

Shiho: Voices. It's just a total banger. The guitar solo is probably my favorite part of the song if I'm being honest. I hope they recommission yuyoyuppe at some point.

Minori: Tenshi no Clover. All her songs are really good, so this was hard to pick. I love energetic idol songs like that and it fits Minori really well. Zenshin zenrei MORE MORE JUMP!

Haruka: IF. rip haruka for not getting her 4th song. I'm not massive on any of her comms to be honest. I do like IF and Float Planner, they're just quite low on my ranking comparatively. Also I keep going back and forth on which one I like more but right now it's IF.

Airi: MORE! JUMP! MORE!. This was my original favorite MMJ song. It's super catchy and fun. Even if the lyrics are nothing to do with the event or Airi, I still think it's a great song.

Shizuku: Metamo Re:born. My favorite MMJ song! Really catchy and has a nice beat to it. I like how 'sparkly' it sounds as well.

Kohane: Hitsuji ga Ippiki. The instrumental is so good, and this is probably one of VBS' best songs vocally. Akina especially sounds amazing.

An: Awake Now. We had to wait so long for this but it was so worth it. Again the instrumental is great and Jiena sounds so good in this song, I love An's solo version. I have this ranked just above Hitsuji on my tierlist lol

Akito: CRaZY. This song made my change my top 5 songs for the first time since spring 2022. It's just so good and all of VBS sounds amazing as always. I also like how it reflects Akito's character development from the event. My favorite rotation 4 song so far.

Toya: RAD DOGS. My original #2 song and current #3. I love the combination between classical and EDM, and HachiojiP did such a good job considering he didn't have any experience with classical. Also the Bad Dogs rap section is so good.

Tsukasa: Mr. Showtime. If I'm being honest I don't usually like showtunes like this a whole lot, they can be very hit or miss for me, but this is very much a hit. Daichan did really well in this song. My favorite part though is the lyrics, I love how Yama used different meanings for certain phrases in parentheses.

Emu: Hoshizora Orchestra or Niccori Chousa-tai no Theme. Again I keep changing my mind and they're pretty much tied for me. I like them for completely different reasons as well; Hoshizora Orchestra is pretty melancholic despite it's cutesy tune, and Niccori is just really fun to listen to.

Nene: Hoshizora no Melody. Easy pick for me, I love the instrumental a whole lot and listened to the preview over and over at the time. Also the lyrics are so good, I love how they tell the entire story of Wandasho and show how much they mean to each other.

Rui: potato ni Natte iku. Still my favourite song in the game, I'm really never moving on from this one. I just really like the instrumental. Showtime Ruler is an incredibly close 2nd place though (really close. guitar solo at the end goes hard and also "I will never feel lonely ever again")

Kanade: Samsa. It's just an amazing song, but I also appreciate how teniwoha managed to connect the novella to Kanade and Mafuyu's story. Probably my favorite song from rotation 3.

Mafuyu: Bug. I know it's a boring choice but it's a good song, it's popular for a reason. Also RUIRUI'S SOLO VERSION. She's such a talented vocalist and is really good at conveying Mafuyu's emotions.

Ena: Kagirinaku Haiiro e. I've actually always liked the instrumental of this one. Also the lyrics fit Ena's story really well. However the final chorus totally steals the show, I loop that part of the song specifically a lot. Favourite Niigo song.

Mizuki: IDSMILE. I actually didn't like this song much at first because it's not the sort of thing I usually like. The lyrics are what got me to like it as much as they do. I've mentioned before that Mizuki is my favorite niigo member, so I'm slighly biased in that regard, but they really struck an emotional chord with me.

If anyone's interested my top 10 is potato ni Natte iku -> Showtime Ruler -> RAD DOGS -> CRaZY -> Beyond the way -> Cinema -> Kagirinaku Haiiro e -> CYBERPUNK DEAD BOY -> IDSMILE -> Gekkou

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lilydaisylily · 28 days

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Hi, so umm this is my 2nd writing, which has a lot of wording from the previous one. I'm still learning and trying to put the perfect word for this story and I hope you enjoy it!

Lots of love,

Lily♡

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Title: I love you (part 1)

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x Y/N (readers)

Genre: Angst, smut

Thanks and happy reading!

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"Congratulation to Svt Inc. for winning their nth win-"

You don't know how many awards there is that Svt Inc. have won for this past 2 weeks. You tried to avoid taking part in any of them as Choi Seungcheol, the Svt Inc.'s president/CEO and your now ex boyfriend, just broke up with you over a very heartbroken breakup.

"Y/N, I think I can't do this anymore."

You stop everything that you do when you heard his voice through the call that you've answered.

"What do you mean by that, Cheollie?" You tried to sound clueless with his sudden statement although you always knew that this day will come biting you anytime soon. You already felt something was off when many days back, he tried to avoid as many skinship as possible between the two of you.

From your experience dating him for almost 2 years now, Choi Seungcheol that you knew will not let any hand holding and pecking your lips when you two meet up to go to waste. He will ALWAYS, ALWAYS be the one whose most eager to do so. But these past few days makes you wonder where on earth does this relationship went wrong as the both of you are giving a balanced give and take part between each other.

Both of you are the most peaceful and harmonized couple there is, based on what other Svt Inc.'s bosses slash Seungcheol's best friends and your own besties said. So where is the fault in this relationship that has grown you and Seungcheol apart, you wonder.

"I don't think I want to continue this relationship with you anymore, Kim Y/N." Seungcheol stated the very sentence that break your heart into pieces.

"Why are saying this? Don't you love me anymore?" You tried very hard to hold back your tears as you questioned him.

There's a moment of silent on the other side of the line and you knew that this will be the final goodbye. "May I know the reason why you are doing this?" You asked him softly to avoid any more heart break.

"I just don't feel the same for you anymore, y/n-ya. I tried to mend it, tried to salvage any love that I have left for you, but I just can't. The love is gone, y/n, and the last thing I want is to hurt you because of me. That's why I'm being honest with you right now to avoid any more hurt between us in the future."

"Is that all the reason you can think of? Just like that? How can you think you hurt me less with whatever bullshit that you're saying right now?"

Still greeted with a silent moment from the other side that you've decided to just end this drama once and for all.

With a freshly shattered heart, you muster up any little energy that you have left and said the final word to him,

"I always thought or tried to think that you need your own space, which I respect that and give in to you always. But turns out I was wrong,"

You pause your word for a second before continue.

"I always thought that we can be like this forever. Gosh, maybe forever is never going to be enough for us. You have no idea how many times do I always think to settle down with you, knowing that I have never fall in love this deep with anybody else other than you. If you think that being honest with me like this won't hurt me, well, let me tell you that it hurts like hell, Cheol-ah. You broke my heart, Choi Seungcheol. You really did. If you really want this to be over between us, that you have no more feelings for me, then I have no other words to say to you. But let me make this clear. It is you who want to end this, and I hope you won't regret it, Choi Seungcheol. I knew there is a new owner of your heart now, and I fully understand. Thank you for the past 2 years, Choi Seungcheol. I hope you find your freedom and happiness you've always dream of. Sorry for everything."

That was the very last words from you and you end the call before he can even revert.

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It's been over 2 weeks after the breakup call and Choi Seungcheol's dark circle becoming even more visible and obvious.

"Dude, you look terrible." Kwon Soonyoung, one of the big bosses at Svt Inc. that just come by to put whatever award that he received on behalf of this soon-to-be-panda on the award shelves.

Another footsteps heard coming from the door revealing Joshua and Jeonghan, the dashing duo whom looked alike, and think so much alike too.

"What on earth are you guys doing here exactly?" Sighing, Seungcheol lean on his dark blue leather chair, closing his eyes.

"Well, we're here to beat some sense in you of course. You know, after the UNANNOUNCED breakup call." Mingyu suddenly popped out of nowhere and voiced out his utmost discontent. "How could you do this to her, hyung? She's my best friend for god sake!" He continued.

"Cut it off, Gyu. I've heard enough of this." Warn Seungcheol. After the breakup call, he told all the other 12 friends of his and well, the news did not settle well between them. Honestly, it did not settle well with himself too. He's feeling somewhat discomfort and unsettling regret after the final words that you've said on that day. He keeps on replaying your words over and over again until he's losing sleep, resulting to his current dark circle.

"I just want to know one thing, though. Why on earth are you breaking up with Y/N exactly? It can't be because of your slutty, shitty little new secretary right?" The question asked by Joshua really hit the nail on the head.

Silence engulfed the spacious space, leaving only some soft murmur from the people working outside to be heard.

"It does related to that, huh? How could you, hyung? Does Y/N still not enough for you? She's beautiful, smart, funny, kind hearted, and shit, she's hella cool CEO too for god sake! What more could you ask for?" Mingyu snarled.

"Gyu has a point, Cheol-ah. Compared to that slutty secretary, Y/N obviously the winner here. That Jessica can only provide you temporary happiness while she's counting your money along the way. And from my calculation, you'll regret losing Y/N in the end, and that my friend, is a statement and you can count on my words." Said Jeonghan, smirking.

"Are you guys done?" Seungcheol opened his eyes and sigh, again.

After all the bosses retreating back to their offices, Jessica knock on Seungcheol's door and proceed to open it after she got a response from the man inside.

Closing the door and locked it, she's making her way to Seungcheol's desk, swaying her hips while unbuttoning her tight shirt's top two button to reveal her luscious cleavage.

Seungcheol eyes turned into a shade darker with lust, following her every move.

"You seems so stressed out, baby." Stopping behind his big chair, Jessica's slender fingers starting to massage Seungcheol's tense shoulder while having one hand unbuttoning his shirt. Seungcheol close his eyes as a burning sensation starting to pool around his stomach with every little touch from Jessica on his body.

"Let me make you feel better, baby." Jessica whisper a sultry remarks to Seungcheol's ear and soon soft moan and growl can be heard in the room.

Jessica is stradlling Seungcheol's lap while making out. The sexy moan that comes out from Jessica's mouth makes Seungcheol loosing his control and her grinding on his crotch is not helping. He rips her blouse apart and skillfully unhooked her bra, tossing it after. Her delicious tits comes in view and Seungcheol's head is clouded with strong desire to fuck her until she know nothing than to scream his name.

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Your hardly gained good night sleep is rudely interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing endlessly. Whoever that is at the door better have some good thing to say or else, you are going berserk. Tiredly dragging your body out of the bed, you checked your monitor screen before unlocking your door.

"What do you guys want?" You open up the door for Mingyu, Wonwoo and Bethany to step in and make themselves at home.

"Well, we are here to drag you out of course! You've been in this cave for long enough and I'm -well, we, are going to take you out for some sunshine and it looks to me that you really need some." Said Bethany while proceed to open your wall-length curtain that blocking the Sun from gracing your penthouse.

"I'm fine here Beth, don't worry." You said softly while yawning.

"You are not okay sweetheart, and we know it. I know you purposely avoiding office to avoid meeting that dumbass Seungcheol hyung. But you need to get out from here or else you'll get sick!" Mingyu stating his concern as you have become so quiet these past few weeks and it bothers him a lot.

Wonwoo's unsuccessful attempt to drag you out last week has brought him to bring these two people to his rescue as he know you can't ressist them no matter the excuse is.

Sighing, you just let Beth to drag you back into your room while bossing you to go take a shower. After making sure your water is running, Bethany proceed to your walk-in wardrobe to choose your outfit for today's outing.

A cute summer dress with puff sleeve has come to her view and she knows it will complement your figure perfectly.

Right on cue, the bathroom door opened, revealing your freshen up figure. Beth pull your hand and make you sit infront of your vanity table to doll you up. She told you to wear that summer dress she chose and you're giving her a-are you joking-look.

"What? Its pink, its cute and its perfect! I know my taste babygirl and you have to wear it! No excuse accepted." After touching up your makeup and boss you around some more, she exit your room for you to change your clothes.

"Do you think this is a good idea?" A bit of reluctant shading Wonwoo's eyes as he's afraid you won't agree with this plan that they arranged for you.

"She need to get back to her usual happy self, hyung or else her parents will kill us! They knew what happened between her and that dumbass of a hyung and they are not letting it escaping their mind, knowing their only daughter being hurt." Wonwoo and Beth can't help but to agree on Mingyu's statement.

You guys are close to each other because of your families's relationship. All family related with each other businesses and you guys can't help to be the best of friend because of that.

In the next second, the door of your room opened, revealing you in an outfit that will make all eyes on you in a good way possible. You are styling the pink summer dress Beth has chosen for you with a white bow gracing your low wavy ponytail, a cute white beads earring and a mini pink Dior leather handbag.

All your three best friend stunned for a while and you heard Mingyu said "If you looked THIS good before you start being my best friend, I might make you my girlfriend, babe. I really want to know what on earth does Cheol hyung think to breakup with you like that. Urghh, it's still pissing me off!" He grunted.

You tried to ignore Mingyu's remark about Seungcheol to avoid any more tears coming out from your already tired eyes.

"Where are guys taking me?"

Beth, Mingyu and Wonwoo's face suddenly sparkling up when you popped out the question and a naughty cheeky smile starting to grace their lips.

Mingyu and Wonwoo both making their ways to you and hooked their arm with yours, as a way of trapping you.

"You, my pretty girl, will be going on a date with someone we've arranged at a fancy cute cafe, where perhaps that cold heart of yours will be bloomed and happy again." Beth happily stating the idea and you starting to struggle out from those both muscular giant's grasp.

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Thank you for reading!

I love you guys!♡

#seventeen #svt #svt x reader #choi seungcheol #kim mingyu #jeon wonwoo #kwon soonyoung #yoon jeonghan #hong jisoo #joshua #fanfics #angst #s.coups #sad fanfiction #smut

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thee-great-enigma · 5 months

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not a request but... kaeya in a corset. kae in a nice fancy corset that's all delicate laces and tight silks, flush against his pretty form. I'm DEAD he's so hot auhhhh. that's all I can think about... just thought I'd put that image in ur head ❤️

ps I do a little dance when I see a notif w your username in my activity cuz ur comments n writings r so good auuu hope u have a great day/night💫💫

Oh my gosh tysm. Kaeya is way too damn pretty for his own good I swear. I'd like to thank you for this image, I'll keep it in my Kaeya filing cabinet forever. He's so pretty I can't even 😩 😩 😩 😩 😩 Also, you have no idea how awesome you just made me feel reading this. This is my first ask, plus I really really look up to you because you're writing is so good. Like I've read your mahogany series (mainly the Kaeya one) again and again. You're literally like the best 💙💙💙

Not a request but I'm gonna write for it anyway bc you deserve it ^μ^

Pairing: Kaeya Alberich x male reader

Summery: Kaeya wears a fancy lacey corset and reader gets a little too horny (there will be a part 2 for the smut, I've just gotta work out some stuff)

POV: 2nd person (you, yours, yourself)

Notes: Reader is male and referred to as (?), gonna do a part 2 for this of the actual smut, kind of rushed?

Warnings: •⚠️⚠️⚠️• uhhhhh horniness ×10, pretty Kae, simping behavior, ripped clothing, idk if this counts but corset horniness, male genitalia mentioned a little bit, uh Idrk, if I missed any let me know 😗

Leave the corset on.

You fiddled with one of the calla lilies in the bouquet. He was taking an awfully long time.

See, a few hours ago, you'd decided to actually go to the windblume festival this year with someone you really liked. Kaeya Alberich. You knew he probably had a bunch of people in Monstadt drooling over him, which is why you wanted to ask him as soon as possible. So you'd invited him out to Windrise and told him you needed to tell him something really important. He'd chuckled and given you a knowing look as if he could already guess what you wanted to ask. But you'd rushed off before he could do anything but nod.

"Sorry (?), I got a bit held up with the Acting Grand Master." Said the familiar, silky voice of Monstadt's Cavalry Captain, and Monstadt's most beautiful man. Monstadt's most beautiful man who'd clipped his little longer portion of hair into a high ponytail and combed his bangs back a bit to accentuate his face. His pretty little face. Which currently had a slight bit of shimmering highlighter on his defined cheekbones, a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and bright blue eyeliner forming a small wing at the corner of his narrow, bright eye.

"No troubles. Oh here, this is for you. Sorry I may have picked at the petals a bit." You said with a shy giggle, handing him the small bouquet of calla lilies. As he smiled and grabbed it, you noticed something. A corset. Kaeya already had a slim waist, he didn't need a corset, but he looked so good wearing one. It was navy blue and lacey, satin trim. It hugged his petite figure perfectly and made his chest look delicious delightful.

"—llo? Hello? World to (?). Anybody in there?" You hadn't even heard what Kaeya had said a few seconds prior. The only reason you noticed he was speaking was because he got close to your face and gently grabbed your chin, making you look at his face instead of his perfect little hips that looked like they'd fit wonderfully into the palms of your hands.

"Oh! Oh uh....yeah sorry. Guess I got distracted. What were you saying?" You questioned, giving a nervous chuckle and rubbing the back of your neck, trying to stand in a way that his the growing bulge in your pants. You couldn't fathom how horny you had to be to get hard just seeing Kaeya in a corset. You felt a little ashamed.

"I asked what you wanted to talk about. You didn't bring me here just to give me a bouquet did you? Not that I'd mind, since I got to see you even if for just a fleeting moment." Kaeya gave a sly chuckle, a hint of knowingness behind that fake innocence in his gaze.

He was teasing. And it was working.

"Oh—I uh...I just um..." Fuck fuck fuck. You'd rehearsed this in the mirror, written it down in a notebook a million times like a script, contemplated writing it on your hand, you'd even practiced it while walking to the big tree. So why couldn't you get it out now? "I just w– wanted to know if you'd like um...to go to the Windblume festival with me. I mean, I'd understand if you're already going with someone, or i– if you just didn't want to go or um—" "I'd love to."

It took you a second to register Kaeyas words, standing dumbfounded. "W– What?" "I'd love to go to the Windblume festival with you, (?)." You had to conceal every reaction that threatened to leak out of you right then and there. And that bastard was just smiling innocently, looking all polite and pretty. You played it off with a chuckle, holding both hands in front of the increasingly tightening tent in your pants, trying to hide it. You couldn't get the images out of your head, images of him—

"(?)? You look nervous. Is something wrong?"

"What? Uh n—" You wanted to say no. But something was very much wrong. The problem was that he wasn't sitting naked underneath you with a fucked out expression on his face, your cock buried deep inside him. That's what was wrong. "Actually. Yeah."

"Oh? Well I'd be happy to help with anything."

"Anything?"

"Of course, dear (?)."

"Then sit on that root, take off your clothes and spread your pretty little legs. Oh and uh....leave the corset on."

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Reader rn. Also thanks @silkval for this amazing idea. Like I truly look up to you man/girl/non-binary pal. I legit like did a happy little yell I'm so glad no body heard me, I sounded like a five year old who just found a bunch of candy

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dootznbootz · 1 month

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hiii i know we all hate the telegony up in here but,,, hear me out. au where telegonus is not the outcome of a twisted relationship between odysseus and circe and is just penelope's second son, born after odysseus left for war.

now telemachus has a little brother! :D fun silly sibling shenanigans abound! and even more angst as now we have two babies haunted by a man they never knew! yippie!

Probably not a son but a DAUGHTER >:)

The Odyssey mentions how Odysseus' line only has one son. Another reason why the Telegony goes against canon and isn't real >:D

Zeus made our line a line of only sons. Arcesius had only one son, Laertes, and Laertes had only one son, Odysseus, and I am Odysseus’ only son. He fathered me, he left me behind at home, and from me he got no joy.

(Book 16, Fagles)

But a daughter is possible... >:)

Honestly, Odysseus would be fucked up from having a child he never knew about. For years, he has only talked about Telemachus being his son and talking adoringly about him only to realize one he never knew about, who he could never ramble or proudly talk about. I think that would absolutely gut Odysseus. Realizing there was another child he couldn't proudly claim and tell all about. He would probably try to keep her home as long as possible despite being at marriageable age.

Both being Naiad born though would change some things and she might enjoy simply being a naiad full time (that's what Odysseus would probably prefer :P )

In my writing and not an AU, Telemachus' does get a little sister but it's after Odysseus returns. Kind of a miracle as Odysseus and Penelope are around 47-48 when they reunite. So it's kind of scary. (mostly for Odysseus. While he was the hopeful and uplifting one during Penelope's pregnancy with Telemachus, his birth did kind of traumatize Odysseus because of Penelope's recklessness about it. Penelope has to reassure him a lot with the 2nd pregnancy. He's got "I just got back to you and now there's a risk of us being apart again." feelings.)

Also with Telemachus. It's already hard watching his father tell stories to the young children and toss wooden toys to others. Something he so desperately wanted. And now his little sister will get all that? There's a lot of feelings there. :'D He adores her of course but there's some pain there....

#I just really want Odysseus to experience fatherhood :'D It'll be painful in a way. and Telemachus will sadly probably distance himself #a little because of it. but lskdjf skldfj #LET HIM BE A FUCKING DAD #shot by odysseus #Mad rambles #ask #anon #my headcanons

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thefandomenchantress · 21 days

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So I know I’m a little late to the party on this one, but I wanna talk about the David MV.

I finally decided to watch that nearly three hour video on the Literature Girl Insane MV, (by @/1moreff-creator) and HOLY SHIT IT’S SO GOOD. I wish I watched it sooner and wonder why I didn’t, I watch almost exclusively 1+ hour videos about random topics I know nothing about, and now there’s one for something I care a lot about! Why didn’t I watch immediately?!?

But my lapse in sanity aside, it finally got me motivated enough to talk about the David MV!

…Except only the part about Ace because of course that’s all I want to talk about. 9 out of 10 of my posts are either about him or have him involved somehow.

Anyways! Here’s the part I find very interesting!

This is arguably where Ace is most relevant, and therefore it makes sense I want to talk about it today.

Now, first things first, the Roman numeral. V (five) is Ace’s Roman numeral, as assigned by the crossword. The line attached is:

“Right now, why do you go insane?”

Which definitely fits. Ace could easily be framed as going insane, because he has mental breakdowns at a worryingly high frequency. Him and Veronika (who this might also be referring to if color theory is to be believed) are basically assigned the role of being seen as mentally unhinged within the class.

(…Ever think about how weird it is that the title is Literature Girl Insane, implying the star of the MV, David, is going insane, yet Ace is the one getting called insane, possibly by David? I think that’s interesting. But let’s get back on track.)

As established by other Roman numerals, the words in the background when a numeral shows itself also apply the character attached to said numeral. This is most obviously shown in the line near the top of the photo.

“A cat has 9 additional lives”

This is also easily applicable to Ace, since he survived Nico’s murder attempt against all odds. If Eden and Teruko hadn’t just so happened to be on the 2nd floor and walked into the gym when they did, he would’ve died. While the actual methodology of Nico’s murder attempt is unknown, it’s also possible that him even surviving long enough for Teruko and Eden to find them was a miracle. Either way, it fits.

The last quote on-screen intrigues me the most. It’s a quote from Hamlet.

“I am but mad north-northwest. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a hand saw.”

Now, first let’s look at just those words, without further context. It’s important we know what the words themselves mean before we do anything else. Let’s start with the definition of north-northwest, since that word is pretty important to the quote.

I’m sure most are familiar with north, east, south, and west. The four main directions on a compass. As well as Northeast, Southeast, Southwest, and Northwest. That splits the compass into eight directions, splitting the sections of north, east, south, and west in half.

Similarly, north-northwest is a direction that comes from splitting the compass into sixteen parts. It’s the half of the northwest section that’s closer to north.

Next, what the hell does “I know a hawk from a handsaw” mean? It’s almost half the quote, so it’s important we know.

Well…*extremely loud sigh* Shakespeare, as you know, was alive a very long time ago. As such, he writes in old-time-y English that’s hard to understand. And this quote has the misfortune of being something people argue over the translation of, at least as far as I could tell while researching.

Some people think Shakespeare meant a heronsaw, a type of bird, not a handsaw. Others think that no, he meant handsaw, but heron, in his time period, was also a common word for a tool that holds plaster/mortar/etc..

Either way, Shakespeare was probably referring to two types of birds, or two types of tools, which have key differences from one and other. I don’t think which one the DRDTdev thought was right really matters in this instance, since the quote makes sense either way. 15/16s of the time, Hamlet (the speaker of the quote) is sane and can tell two birds/tools apart.

The quote is, in summary, saying that Hamlet is mad only when it’s north-northwest, aka 1/16th of the time (I’m not sure if that somehow connects to there being 16 participants in the killing game, but I’m going to assume it doesn’t). The other 15/16s of the time, Hamlet is perfectly sane, thank you very much.

So, without context, this quote is saying that Ace is only insane 1/16th of the time. The rest of the time he’s sane.

Next, I think another important thing we have to do is take into account the whole screenshot as a whole. By that I mean we should not only look at each line individually, but how they relate to each other. In bold is the “why do you go insane?” Line, and to the left, in a font that blends more into the background, is the Hamlet line.

There is a contradiction of opinions here. One person says, “Why do you go insane?” while the other insists they’re only a little bit insane.

This could be referring to the opinions of David and Ace. After all, one could argue it was David underestimating Ace that led to his secret being revealed. David doesn’t bother being careful around Ace in the trial, despite Ace’s volatile nature. He piles suspicion onto Ace by saying it’s weird he didn’t see him on the second floor the night before the murder, even though it isn’t. After all:

Ace was in the gym. David was in the relaxation room. Those are on opposite sides of the floor, so of course David wouldn’t have seen Ace. He didn’t even have to walk anywhere close to the room Ace was in. But David saying this information like it’s weird and suspicious makes everyone else think it is.

David thinks: But what’s Ace gonna do about it? Somehow get the whole class on his side, even though almost everyone likes me more? Is everyone really going to trust the mentally unstable (one could say insane), dumb, cowardly jockey over me?

Yes, yes they will.

All this is to say, David, in the grand scheme of things, doesn’t really care about Ace throughout chapter two. He steals Nico’s secret from him, antagonizes him in the trial, and doesn’t care. Ace doesn’t matter. Ace, of all people, can’t be the one to ruin him. So who cares if Ace dislikes him? Ace is of no use to David, and Ace certainly isn’t smart enough to figure out David’s scheme. This is what David believes.

However, this leads to him not taking Ace’s volatile nature seriously enough, believing he is above the harm of someone like him. But hey, even a pawn can play a vital part in checkmating a king.

When David pisses off Ace, believing Ace can’t do anything besides get angry, yell, and make himself look more suspicious…That turns out to be a crucial mistake that ruins everything.

…Y’know, the irony of the class idiot being the one to beat the so-called master manipulator will never not be funny to me.

Anyways, we can sort of apply this to Hamlet, too. If Ace is Hamlet, since this is Hamlet’s line, and David is Claudius, his father-in-law, we do have a pretty good parallel.

Claudius, who secretly killed Hamlet’s father and then took his throne, is secretly not as righteous as he seems. However, Hamlet finds out about Claudius being the one who killed his father and seeks revenge. Claudius thinks Hamlet to be mad, but when Claudius isn’t around, Hamlet says, “But my uncle-father (Claudius) [is] deceived. I am but mad north-northwest. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a hand saw.” Eventually, Hamlet kills Claudius. So in DRDT terms, Ace finds out about David’s manipulation, David is unaware of this, and Ace eventually kills David’s public persona. Obviously this is an extreme simplification of the plot, but still.

…Of course, there’s also a chance this contradiction of opinions isn’t about Ace and David specifically. After all, David isn’t the only one to boil Ace down to his core traits of “dumb, angry, overall not a well-adjusted individual”. The whole class does this, at least for the most part. This Hamlet quote could just be trying to say what Ace has been saying. That everyone sees him as a loudmouth, stupid, cowardly and nothing more, when in reality there’s more to him than that.

I might have gone a little overboard with this part…I got excited…Hopefully this all actually makes sense, I had to revise some of this post because it got ramble-y and overall pretty cluttered.

So yeah. Here’s my (very late) contribution to the David MV discussion. Here’s what I think Ace’s part means. If you want me to elaborate anywhere, feel free to tell me, or if you want to tell me your thoughts, I’d love to see that!

#danganronpa despair time #drdt #drdt spoilers #david chiem #ace markey #David MV #fun fact: i was originally going to make a post about how maybe ace could be the red in color theory #…before realizing HOW MUCH RED THERE IS #not so sure i could justify him being that prominent even if he did play a major part in david’s reveal

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oph3liatlou · 25 days

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I actually have a request where it’s like Tommy and Ellie reminiscing about the “hunt” for Abby, like post 2nd game what you think they’d talk about even?

— DON'T DO THIS, KIDDO

pairings; post-tlou2!tommy miller x ellie williams

word count; 1, 202 words

warnings; hints of ptsd, one swear word, mentions of death

proofread?; yes.

author notes; pls this isn't a ship post okay 😭also i cried writing this LMAO

summary; tommy confronts ellie about the events of her and abby's fight.

Ellie and Tommy lived together now, neither of them living in Jackson anymore. It was too hard for Ellie to see Dina, too hard for Tommy to see Maria - and too hard for both of them to walk past Joel's empty house.

But life was quiet between the two of them, too quiet.

Ellie never talked about her final fight with Abby and never explained to Tommy why she let her go. She knew what Tommy would've done, she knew that Tommy would've killed Abby like he had asked Ellie to do in the first place.

Over months, the quietness turned to bitterness. Between the both of you, you couldn't find the words.

Was it about guilt, about anger, about shame, about hate? Many things sat in the space that once was warmth.

But neither of them ever said anything. Ellie didn't want to bring up the topic, she wanted to avoid all of that heartache again. She didn't want to be that person still looking for revenge - she just wanted to move past it all and to heal. She knew she couldn't lose Tommy too.

One hot summer day, the two of you set out together on their horses, taking a stroll around. The air around you was thick with tension, yet neither said a word. Tommy's face was scrunched up, a deep frown etched upon his forehead. After a deep inhale, he finally spoke. "We should have a proper talk."

Ellie didn't know what to say, she looked down at the reigns of the horse. "Uh, yeah…" Her voice trailed off - hoping he would continue the conversation.

"Why?" His words were clipped, he was angry but didn't know how to express it, or maybe he knew exactly how to do it. "Why did you refuse to take that final step?" He asked, and though there was no malice in his voice, his eyes were full of anger. "Why did you let her live?"

Ellie felt her throat become dry. She didn't want to explain what happened, and why she had let Abby go. She didn't want to have this conversation. She didn't want to relive it.

"Say it." He demanded.

"Tell me why you couldn't pull the trigger. Just say it."

She could see in his eyes that his anger was masking deeper emotions, emotions that he didn't want anyone - especially Ellie - to see. He wanted her to tell him what had gone in that final confrontation, though not only for Tommy to be the one having to have peace.

Ellie couldn't look at him. She felt her heart racing, every time she thought of those few months, of tracking Abby - of her killing Joel…she would panic. And with Tommy getting angry with her, she tried to control her panic attack.

"I said say it." His words were like bullets, each one firing through Ellie's consciousness. She could see Tommy getting angrier, and more agitated, and she could feel herself slipping away.

Fear and rage consumed her in equal amounts, fear for Tommy and her rage for what they had lost. She couldn't breathe, it was like a tight grip around her throat, constricting the last remnant of a safe place she had known.

She didn't want to relive all of it, she didn't want to-

"She was just like Joel and I-" Ellie started to explain, having stopped her horse in the sunny field they had been trotting in. "When he took me from the firefly hospital..."

Tommy paused.

He took another inhale, and the rage in his eyes didn't fade. Not immediately at least, but it did diminish - a crack in the dam of suppressed sadness.

The horse under him shifted his weight.

"Go on."

Ellie looked back down, trying to steady her one hand as she thought back to all the memories. "She had a kid with her, some scar. They were both hurt, both weak." She blinked back tears, she didn't want Tommy to see her cry.

There was another pause.

Tommy's jaw remained clenched.

The silence was broken by your horse, who shifted and let out a gentle nicker. At last, Tommy spoke. His voice was lower than before, quiet and filled with something, though its origins were not known, whether it was emotion, hatred, sadness, or all of it. "Keep going."

She sighed. "The kid was on the verge of dying, I think. Passed out in a boat, she just - wanted to save him." Ellie kept going. "I realized it wasn't about avenging Joel anymore, it was about ending the bullshit she started. And when I let her go, she carried the boy like Joel had carried me from that hospital years ago…"

There was yet another pause, almost a full minute passed.

She felt a chill in the air from the lack of words between the two of them.

Tommy took another deep breath, and finally spoke, though the volume of his voice hadn't changed. "And...that was enough for you?"

Ellie didn't respond for a moment but, she finally looked up at Tommy. "I heard him." She couldn't hide the tears in her eyes now.

Another moment passed. "What?" He asked, his gaze locked on her.

"When I went to stab her I-" She let a tear fall and roll down her cheek. "Joel. He told me don't do this kiddo."

And there, at that moment, is where his rage faded, and only pure sadness settled into his being.

It's as if with every word she spoke, his facade shattered piece by piece until all that was left was the broken and the vulnerable.

He couldn't bring himself to make eye contact with her, his gaze still falling to the ground, though he tried to hide it. "Ellie.." He finally said, his voice cracked.

Ellie just shook her head and took the reigns again, letting her horse walk again.

Another moment passed, and without wanting to talk anymore, both of them fell into a peaceful silence. The two rode back to their house, and their abandoned street - without speaking a word. A gentle breeze touched Ellie's face, soothing her emotions.

It was a while until they reached the house, where they both dismounted and led their horses to the stables. Tommy kept his back to her, and once they had stopped, he spoke. "I'm…

"It's fine." Ellie interjected. The truth was finally out in the open. It still haunted Ellie but, at least she wasn't the only one with that burden.

"Just one more thing.." His words were slow, his tone solemn. "I want to ask."

She nodded in response as she took off the saddle of her horse and directed him back into the stall.

"When exactly did you start hearing him?" He watched her, his expression now softened.

"I-" Her voice cracked so, she patted her horse to try and distract herself. "As soon as he died."

It only took him a moment to reply, his voice quiet and soft once again.

"Me too."

Ellie nodded solemnly in response.

And there, standing in a stable full of horses, the once strained relationship had softened.

Neither said anything else - that was enough.

#writing #request #reqs open #oneshot #headcanon #tlou fanfiction #tlou fic #tlou spoilers #tlou #tlou2 #ellie tlou #the last of us part 2 #the last of us #the last of us part one #the last of us part two #ellie williams #tommy miller

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Hi Zoey!! Hope you're doing well!! You deserve all the love!!

This is my 2nd request ever, and you handled my 1st request beautifully, so i thought that perhaps i would request again?

Recently, i was randomly hard-blocked on Tumblr by a (now former) mutual.. and also got randomly cut off by some friends irl too ...

To this day i have not the faintest idea what i did wrong and don't even have the capacity to ask any of them.. it makes me incredibly sad/disheartened to loose them, especially since i don't know/understand if/what i did anything wrong..

As far as i've been aware i never violated anyone's guidelines/boundaries.. it makes me physically and mentally ill to think that i could have somehow done something so terrible accidentally/unknowingly and gotten cut off for it.. 😥💔

Despite getting some support and lovin' about it, I've been crying about it so much and don't know how to deal with it still 😓💔

What are your thoughts on how the TBB, (and possibly Wolffe, Rex, and/or Cody if it isn't too much), would react/deal with/comfort (preferably fem!) Reader on randomly loosing friends and getting very sad over it?

I'm sorry for all the angst here!! Also, i know you already wrote something kind of similar (had to do with TBB helping the reader lose a toxic friend), so if this is too much, repetitive, or uncomfortable for you, i totally understand not doing the request!!

Take care and thank you so much for all that you do!! Your love and support and kindness knows no bounds!! 🫶🏼💕🩷

Aloha, hun!

I'm really sorry to read that. It's hard to lose friends, especially when you don't really know why or what's going on. The only way to find out would be asking them about it. But you mentioned you don't feel up to ask them yourself. Maybe you have someone, a friend, who'd be willing to do that for you? Sometimes you can't change peoples minds, and you don't have to. Real friends don't just leave you behind without telling you what bothered them. Real friends communicate and try to fix things and don't just leave or ignore. Hold on to the real ones and let the ones who want to go just go. I know it feels devastating, but you don't need people like this in your life. If they just show you the cold shoulder without voicing what's the deal, they are not willing to really make an effort for this friendship, so why should you run after them? Invest your energy in your real friends.

And friends who need some time to themselves for personal reasons usually at least tell you that they need to retreat for a while, at least in my experience (I do that sometimes when I need to charge up my mental batteries). Cutting someone off without at least addressing them once about the reason is Kindergarten or headless teenager behavior at best. People who really care/cared, don't just vanish out of your life quietly.

That's probably not making you feel much better, but what I'm trying to say is, that you should focus on yourself a bit more and those who deserve your friendship. Don't cry over undeserving idiots. Easier said than done, I know. It'll take time, like everything emotionally heavy does, but you'll feel better at some point when you manage to sort out your priorities. And Drama queens who cut you off on purpose, to make you run after them, are even worse. Those are energy vampires, don't play that game with them, you will always be at the exhausted, losing end.

But, I'm still here, not exactly a close friend, but a mutual I guess. I hear you and even though I can't do much for you right now, I can send you a hug and write something for you 🤗

I picked this request out of my list to do before the others, because I felt this was a little more... urgent, at the moment.

The Bad Batch/Wolffe/Rex x F!Reader HCs - True Friends

Warnings: Angst/Hurt/Comfort

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Losing friends is never easy. You struggle with being left behind by some of them. How do the clones react?

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Hunter

He is organizing and sorting a few things for the next mission when he talks to you and asks what is bothering you. Your revelation makes him wonder.

"And they didn't say anything? Didn't say why?

You shake your head sadly.

Hunter puts down the datapad on which he's just checked an inventory list and turns to face you fully.

"Then they're not friends either"

You frown and look at him questioningly.

Gently but firmly, he says, "Friends don't just turn their backs on you without comment. Someone who doesn't even expend enough energy to tell you what might be bothering them didn't really care much about this friendship or you in the first place."

You wrap your arms around your body, really not feeling much better now.

Hunter comes closer and takes off a glove and gently strokes your cheek.

"I know that's probably not what you wanted to hear. What I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't have to chase after these people. Focus on your real friends, the ones you can always count on. Me, for example," he says with a smile, "Or my brothers. We would never abandon you".

"It just bugs me that I don't know what's going on," you say dejectedly, leaning your head against his chest.

Hunter puts an arm around your shoulders and continues to stroke your cheek with one hand.

"I know, that would keep me busy too. But all I can tell you is focus on other things, other, real friends, important things in your life. If you want I can ask them if you tell me who it is, but I can guarantee you, no matter how it turns out, friends like that will always let you down, again and again"

You sigh wistfully.

"You are a great person, a great friend and partner, don't worry, there will always be someone who appreciates that, one way or another"

Echo

He looks at you worriedly, a depressed expression on his face. Echo can't quite understand why anyone would act this way toward you.

"Maybe they just need some time to themselves?" he asks cautiously.

"All three of them?" you say doubtfully.

Echo sits down next to you in the grass in the shade where the found you and moves a little closer.

He says thoughtfully, "Real friends talk to each other, they say what's going on and don't just take off. Maybe they weren't as good friends as you thought."

"Maybe," you say quietly.

Echo puts an arm around you, and you automatically lean against him, seeking warmth and comfort from his body.

"You're never all alone, Mesh'la. I'm here, my brothers are here, and Omega adores you. You have a family here with us that you can always count on, at all times."

You smile. The loss of your friends hurts, especially that you don't know why. But the thought and feeling of having Echo by your side gives you a sense of security, the impression that everything is actually okay.

"I love you, Echo, what would I do without you?"

Echo gently hugs you and says, "Don't worry about that, you won't get rid of me that easily".

Wrecker

He looks at you in confusion.

"Why would they do that? Friends don't do that"

With a helpless sigh, you look up at your gentle giant.

"Maybe I've upset them?"

Wrecker frowns critically, takes your hand and pulls you with him to the open ramp where he sits down on it and pulls you onto his lap.

Gently putting both arms around you, he says, "Even if that were true, which I kind of can't imagine, then you bring up something like that. Problems that you ignore or eat into yourself only become bigger and bigger problems. If they're really upset about you, then they need to tell you, have a conversation. To just ignore you or shut you out is pretty childish."

You lean against him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"It just feels so weird, so heavy and devastating".

Wrecker strokes your back and pulls his arms, gently, a little tighter around you.

"Don't be sad Cyar'ika, you still have us after all, and that won't change. I love you"

"You are so sweet, Wrecker" you say softly with a small smile.

He chuckles, "I know, I'm great, aren't I?"

"Indeed," you say with a soft laugh, "I love you too."

Tech

He listened to you carefully. When you finish your sentence, Tech puts the datapad aside and looks at you thoughtfully.

"Why would a friend turn his back on you without justification?"

You shrug your shoulders helplessly.

"That's just what's bothering me. Did I upset them, perhaps?"

"Come here, my love," Tech taps the seat next to him invitingly for you to join him before he says, "Well, I think that's unlikely, but it's still possible. However, it still wouldn't justify a lack of explanation about the situation."

You look at him for help.

"What would you do, Tech?"

He blinks, then says, "You know me, I wouldn't dwell on it for long. Even if I had negative feelings about it, I would go on my way and do what needs to be done."

"But what if it was Hunter and Wrecker?"

Tech sighs, "Well, we had something similar with Crosshair, however he gave us some sort of explanation. I don't know, honestly, I don't think there could be a fault line between us that isn't addressed. Especially Hunter would be looking for a dialogue to clear things up, and Wrecker probably would too."

He looks at you, trying to read your face.

After a pause, he says, "Well, in my estimation, these friends aren't worth your concern or friendship. If they don't feel the need to communicate with you about any problems that may exist, then they are obviously not willing to put any particular effort into this relationship. So my conclusion would be, if you are not worth their effort, then you should do the same the other way around and save your energy for more important things and people that are worth yours. Time for new priorities. If it helps you, I could work out a plan with you to help you redirect your energies and reorganize. It may be a good therapeutic distraction."

You smile at him.

"My beloved genius, I would greatly appreciate your help, yes."

Crosshair

He frowns.

"Well, I guess they're idiots," he says dryly, "You know I don't like most of your friends anyway."

Crosshair doesn't like to share your attention, that's the main reason. He tolerates your friends for your sake, but he'd much rather have you to himself. However, he would never go so far as to try to separate you from your friends.

When he sees the sad look on your face, he says, "If they just cut all the lines without telling you why, then they weren't friends either. You don't turn your back on a friend for no reason, and even if there is a reason, at least you talk about it, and then you decide whether to go your separate ways."

"Is that so?" asks Echo dryly from the background.

"Quiet back there," Crosshair grumbles, "You knew why we parted ways, I never made a secret of why I left."

"True."

Crosshair looks at you again and says, "People who really care about you don't turn their backs on you without comment, no matter how much your opinions may differ. What happens after a clarifying conversation is another story"

"Sometimes an ugly one," Echo mutters.

Crosshair snorts, "Would you please stay out of this".

You look from one to the other, finally looking up at Crosshair and asking, "What do you think I should do?"

"Keep going. Don't run after them, focus on yourself and the people who are really there for you," he lifts your chin slightly with his long fingers, "Like me for example."

Wolffe

He puts down the box he just took off his speeder, takes off his helmet and tucks it under his arm. He looks at you with a furrowed brow.

"Well, I guess they're not really friends, then."

"What do you mean?"

Wolffe looks at you urgently, "Someone who really cares doesn't turn their back on you without comment. Simple as that."

You wrap your arms around your body.

"I guess they don't care about me then."

Wolffe sighs, lifting your chin with his fingers and seeking eye contact.

"I care about you, a lot. I'm certainly not the only one"

You look up at him, swallowing and blinking back tears.

"It's just so scary. It feels like at some point everyone could suddenly be gone and then I'm alone"

Wolffe puts his helmet on the speeder, then puts both hands on your shoulder left and right.

"Cyare, you're not alone, you won't be alone. It may feel scary and defeating now, but you'll get over it. You will see and learn in time who your real friends are, what really matters and what your priorities should be"

"You won't abandon me, right?"

Wolffe gently kisses your forehead and says, "Never."

Rex

Rex looks at you in surprise. He expected everything possible, but not really.

"Do I know these friends?"

"No not really"

He shrugs and says, "Well, I don't really know what to tell you. In my experience, friendships are never one sided, at least they shouldn't be. You invest quite a lot of energy in these contacts and suddenly nothing comes back? Mesh'la, it sounds like you were used and… well, don't need you anymore. That doesn't have much to do with friendship, though."

Startled, you sit down on a bench nearby. Rex follows you. He looks at you meekly and says, "Sorry, you probably didn't want to hear that."

You sigh softly and say, "Maybe. But maybe I needed to hear it."

Rex shrugs and says quietly, "Maybe I'm wrong too, Mesh'la, but you should focus on yourself for now and be careful in case they contact you again. You can't let them hurt you."

He sits down next to you and says with a gentle smile, "In any case, you have me, I won't let you down."

His hand clasps yours with gentle pressure.

When you look up at his face, he gives you an encouraging look with that mischievous, yet soft and warm smile of his.

"I got you, Mesh'la, always"

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yourftmfriend · 2 years

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heyo! it’s the anon who sent u the extra virgin olive oil xiao ask hehe~

and i have brought another horny brainrot alongside me!

so if adeptus’ are basically magical animal beings that can have human firms does this mean they go into heats as well🤔🤔🤔if so then how would xiao act during his heat with his s/o??

I was writing this and I forgot to save it to drafts and it disappeared :((

Anyway imma start again

I love you anon

He’d try to hide it

He’d hide in his room at the Wangshu Inn all day stroking his cock at the hopes of getting rid of the burning feeling at the pit of his stomach

You were really worried about him the 2nd day

As his partner you were the only one that had the keys to his room and you went to check on him

You knocked on the door

“Xiao? You in there love?”

No response

You pulled out your keys and opened the door

As soon as you got in you saw your boyfriend humping your pillow

The pillow you used when you had sleepovers at his room

Sniffing the scent of you in while moaning and whimpering softly

It took him a few seconds for him to notice you and he somehow got redder

Burying his face in the pillow out of embarassement

“Aww puppy why didn’t you tell me~?”

“I could’ve helped you baby~”

He whimpered in response

You locked the door and went to sit on the bed

“Look at me baby~ I wanna see your pretty face”

He slowly looked at you with the fucked out face you loved so much

“Good boy~ Doing as I tell you”

He whined at the nickname

You ran your hands through his hair

“C’mon baby continue, be good for me will you?”

He didn’t even think before continuing, wanting to be your good boy

His moaning got louder and louden and just as he was about to cum-

“Stop”

He whined loudly

“C’mere baby”

You patted your lap

He slowly crawled into your lap still sensitive from his edge

You slowly started to kiss his neck occasionally leaving marks on his smooth skin

He started whimpering softly and

“Oh? Did you just cum from that? Just neck kisses? Hah”

He buried his face in your shoulder

“Please”

He mutters

“P-Please~ I want you..”

“Hmm? Okay baby I’ll do as you say”

Your one hand started playing with his nipples while your other hand pulled out your hard cock out of your pants

When you finished with your pants you spit on your fingers and slowly started to finger him

1 finger

2 finger

he started moaning softly

4 fingers when you decided that he was prepared enough

You lined your cock at his entrance and slowly pushed the tip in making him moan

As soon as you bottomed not giving him any time to adjust, started to rut in him

He started moaning loudly and gripping onto your shirt

“W-Wh-AH~”

Your mouth lowered to his sensitive nipples and started sucking on one

Not caring about others hearing anymore, he stared sobbing and moaning loudly

“C-Cumminnn~”

He moaned out before squirting out of his cute little dick

But you didn’t stop, no

You went faster

“N-NO~”

“T’MUCH~~”

“You can cum one more time right puppy?”

“Be good for me and cum one more time huh?”

“H-hah Im close~”

You gripped his cock roughly and started stroking his cock in a fast pace

His hands started trembling when he started getting close

You two came at the same time

You slowly pulled out of Xiao making him gasp and put him on the bed to go and get a wet towel to clean him

Poor baby was already too tired to move so he just laid there waiting for you

You came back with a warm wet towel and started wiping off the cum on him and yourself

When you finished with the cleaning dropped the towel on the floor and crawled next to Xiao and hugged him softly, kissing his head

“You did so good baby, Im so proud of you”

Were the last things he heard before drifting off to sleep

So overall I think he’d be so shy about his heat and try to hide it

#sub xiao #sub genshin #genshin smut #top male reader #dom male reader #dom gn reader #top gn reader #genshin thirsts #xiao thirst #xiao smut

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chrisevansonly · 10 months

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Doctors Orders? (harry’s angel au)

pairing: harry styles x female reader (angel)

summary: listening is very hard, but when you’re only listening to doctors orders….who says you’re doing anything wrong?

warnings: none<3

a/n: slowly getting my writing groove back thank the lord🙃

Technically you weren’t doing anything too horrible, just sneaking behind Harry’s back to surprise him on tour in Germany. Yes you thought you had to wait until July 2nd but you’d just gotten word it would be okay to travel, as long as you made sure to take it easy and get lots of rest. You can’t remember a time you packed faster in your entire life, Gemma and Anne both in smiling as they saw your demeanour do a complete change from the past few days.

Instead of flying economy, Jeff had gotten into contact with you and sent a jet to pick you up, that way you could be comfortable and arrive in Düsseldorf quicker than a commercial flight. There were, in all honesty, few ways this surprise could go. Harry could be slightly upset with you because you hadn’t told him you were cleared to travel, or he could be so happy to see you that he didn’t ask any questions: the more you thought about it, the second option seemed less likely.

When the chauffeured car pulled up to the venue, you thank your driver, your bigger luggage already being sent to Harry’s hotel, all you had with you was your outfit for the show, and a small cross body bag with your wallet, ID and anything else you figured you may need.

“Here goes nothing little bee”

Smiling at the few flutters of kicks against your belly you made your way to the stadium, having no issues getting in with your pass you carried with you at all times. The instrumental to fine line filling the space around you as you walked towards where you’d find Harry. Of course you stopped to say hello to Jeff and Madi as they spoke near the steps to head on stage, ensuring you that Harry had no idea you were here to see him.

“How did you manage this?”

You laughed turning to Madi

“Honestly Jeff helped me get here so he’s really the one who’s pulling this off, but our doctor gave me the all clear to travel again early, as long as I take it easy”

“Wait so Harry doesn’t know?”

Shaking your head in her direction she laughed

“I didn’t tell him about the appointment so i’m either in the clear or in the doghouse..you’ll be the first to know”

As you walked off towards the stage you could hear Madi’s laughter, the two of you had grown fairly close since her addition to the band, she was someone you confided in, and now considered like family to you. Düsseldorf’s arena was beautiful, and you knew it would only get better once it was filled with the thousands of fans who came to see Harry perform every time he visited their city.

“Rehearsing fine line without us…? Seems unfair if you ask me”

It only took about two seconds for Harry to pause, turning to look at you, eyes widening as he figured out what he wanted to say

“Surprise!”

Harry remained quiet, walking over to you slowly

“What-Wait you’re supposed to be in London, in bed!”

Laughing you shrugged

“Doctors ordered I come visit you so here we are”

“Doctors orders huh?”

You smiled finally getting your chance to wrap your arms around him, a sigh of relief escaping you once he returned the hug. Baby bee kicking too, seeming to appreciate the fact that she could hear her daddy’s voice again

“As much as I love you, and missed you, believe me I did, please elaborate why you’re here…”

There was a slight ounce of guilt because Harry really had been worried about you when you’d first gotten placed on serious bedrest, so you did feel a little bad about not keeping him in the loop

“I saw our doctor yesterday, and I was told I could travel again so long as I take it easy, I know I should have called you but I really just wanted to surprise you…and yes don’t worry I’ll take it easy”

Harry dropped his head, his shoulders shaking and you knew he was laughing, but it wasn’t until he knelt down that you knew he wasn’t mad. His hands held onto your hips will he rested his forehead against your now significantly large bump

“What am I going to do with you and your mumma bee…hmm?”

She kicked a few times where his head rested and he smiled

“Yeah yeah I know, mumma’s happy and that’s what matters, you’re both going to gang up on me, just wait.”

When he stood back up you smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips

“Do I get to avoid the doghouse?”

Harry laughed bringing you back in and holding you to his chest

“I suppose so…I missed you, m’happy you’re here”

“I missed you more, wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else”

The band wanted to finish rehearsing a few more songs so Harry had a chair and some water brought out for you, knowing you wanted to be around him until he needed to put another show stopping performance on tonight. Placing another few kisses to your lips he smiled, grabbing a microphone from the tech team before walking off towards the front of the stage

“Just wait till you see my outfit tonight….chose it just for you”

He sent you a wink before turning towards his mic stand, your face heating up, it didn’t matter how many displays of affection he showed you, Harry always made you feel weak in the knees. It had been happening since you both met, and you knew it wouldn’t change, even when you both got old and grey.

You were just happy to be back with your favourite person, watching him work his magic, and lets be honest, so was baby bee who was already her daddy’s biggest fan.

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moumouton4 · 3 months

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Spicy oneshot about Pain x fem! reader plz. ❤️

Meanwhile In The Akatsuki HQ || Pain x fem!reader

A/n : Added both gifs because i don't know who people see when writing about pain. Like do y'all see Nagato or Yahiko's corpse ? 👀 Also damn I didn't know it would be this difficult and I hope an HC will do just fine, it's been so long I've read nor written for him

Warnings : rough sex kinda, breeding kink, aftercare, jealousy, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 622

We could think that Pain was a man who was always really busy because no one has ever seen him on the field, it was him who preparing the mission not the one who would operate

It’s true, he had a lot of work to finish

The work in question was actually moaning, perched on his desk as he railed into her

His hand shoots onto your mouth, preventing more of your delighted cries from escaping and alert anyone who would have been back from their mission

A smirk paints his lips as he sees you struggle to keep quiet with every new demanding thrust of his hips

Also you don't know where to look, because each time you look into his eyes, his purple orbs widen and a blush appear on his face, before he demands you to looks elsewhere. You just have that power over him

The room is filled with squelchy noises and if he wants he would use a special jutsu to tone them down, but no he doesn’t because they just turn him even more

Some people might think he is so busy sometimes he works at night too. Truth be told you’re the one he is overworking

Needy ? He isn’t most of the time but damn he is so much touch starved, kiss his neck and you’ll easily have him refraining from groaning out loud

Possessive ? Why do you think you have so much hickeys on your neck and chest

And it always ends up with you telling him you’ve already reminded him not to mark you on places people might see and him coyly answering “Oh ? Did you ?” his lips still sucking that patch of flesh “I’ll make shure it shtays on my mind for next time”

Those always get Itachi to raise an eyebrow at you when he sees them, wondering how their leader might treat you

Though your man couldn't care less, as long as Hidan knows where his territory lies, it's the only thing that matters

The way you’re practically limping with each step doesn’t help ease your friend’s mind ( because yeah in my opinion Itachi can be a potential friend at the Akatsuki 💖 )

Obviously he has his eyes on you all the time that same smirk still plastered on his face as he witnesses the direct consequences of his attraction to you

You’re his treasure though and he is going to give you the best princess treatment you’ve ever received

He will lick all the mixed cums from your sweet pussy before taking you bridal style to the bathroom for a more casual cleaning

Beware he might get hard again and ask for a 2nd round

Ask meaning gently pushing you against the nearest wall without waiting for your answer

He is the boss of everyone here, isn’t he ?

Though if you’re too tired from the previous round though, he isn’t going to disturb your after-glow, a warm cloth and fresh wipes will do the job just fine for now

Breeding kink ? Absolutely no but also yes

No because he knows how rotten to the core this world is. He knows the consequences of such a fight and he doesn't want any of his offspring to be mixed in this chaos

Though fuck yes he loves seeing your cunt dripping with his cum as he just overflowed your wombs with his warm semen

It just brings you so much closer. Like you had let him cum inside you, you wanted to

It feels even more like he owns you and your body in a new way

Don’t get me wrong, he loves seeing it smeared on your face, but having it inside of you is always a plus. Just the thought gives him a half-hard

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wintersshowers · 6 months

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RONAN and ADAM and... ETHEL CAIN

(trust me its gonna be so good)

My thoughts on “crush” by Ethel Cain and The Raven Cycle (because my niche right now is rereading the raven cycle for the first time in 4 years and I just happened to see Ethel live and I cannot stop connecting them)

As a prelude to my lyric/quote breakdown… Ethel Cain is a trans woman who writes hauntingly beautiful music.. She is religious and from the south, which is a HUGE part of why it is so undeniably apparent to me that she can be connected to specifically RONAN (gay catholic from the south with his barn house). Her music is so amazing and she is an awesome story teller so I hope you give her a listen.

Her most popular song CRUSH is so goddam Ronan and Adam I had to write this because I needed to put it somewhere.

“His window's already passed, so he's shooting at the glass

Keeping guns in his locker, and he denies it

Like it's actually important, but he lied 'cause I sure did watch him

Showing up wearing black, and he knows that”

His daddy's on death row, but he'll say it with his chest, though”

This is just very Ronan angst i don't feel like i need to explain..

“His friends move dope, he hasn't tried coke

But he's always had a problem saying no”

OKKK soooooo lets get into the the dream thieves helloooo

Yes Kavinsky and Ronan’s relationship is very hard to define but whatever it is he takes up a lot of his time in dream thieves.. And he loves coke (or whatever the hell he dreamt up)… and Ronan is VERY BAD at saying no when it comes to any sort of challenge from Kavinsky.

OK NOW LETS GET INTO THE GOOD STUFF

“Can you read my mind? I've been watching you.”

“As they moved through the old barn, Adam felt Ronan’s eyes glance off him and away, his disinterest practiced but incomplete. Adam wondered if anyone else noticed.”

“Adam finally sat down on one of the pews. Laying his cheek against the smooth back of it, he looked at Ronan. Strangely enough, Ronan belonged here, too, just as he had at the Barns. This noisy, lush religion had created him just as much as his father's world of dreams; it seemed impossible for all of Ronan to exist in one person. Adam was beginning to realize that he hadn't known Ronan at all. Or rather, he had known part of him and assumed it was all of him.

The scent of Cabeswater, all trees after rain, drifted past Adam, and he realized that while he'd been looking at Ronan, Ronan had been looking at him.”

“When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ronan was looking at him, as he had been looking at him for months. Adam looked back, as he had been looking back for months.”

“Couldn't fight to save your life, but you look so cool”

“I’ve watched the evening news, Adam,” Gansey snapped. “Why don’t you let Ronan teach you to fight? He’s offered twice now. He means it.” With great care, Adam folded the greasy rag and draped it back over a toolbox. There was a lot of stuff in the carport. New tool racks and

calendars of topless women and heavy-duty air compressors and other things Mr. Parrish had decided were more valuable than Adam’s school

uniform. “Because then he will kill me.”

“Good men die too, oh, I'd rather be with you, you, you”

“See, Adam Parrish is wantable, worthy of a crush, not just by anyone, someone like Ronan, who could want Gansey or anyone else and chose Adam for his hungry eyes.”

HELLOOOOOOOOo are u kidding….

1st Gansey is the definition of a “good man”

2nd Adam is OBSESSED WITH THIS the whole damn series and is constantly attempting to model himself/who he wishes he was after gansey

3rd to tie it all together… the whole series its like oh yea gansey is about to die (along with everyone else if we are being real)

“I owe you a black eye and two kisses

Tell me when you wanna come and get 'em”

PLEASEEEEEE like this is MY WAY of describing the ANGST and SLOWWWWWburn of their relationship. When I hear her sing this I cannot help but giggle and kick my feet because of how amazingly it fits.

“I only want him if he says it first to me”

"It was Adam’s ribs under Ronan’s hands and Adam’s mouth on his mouth, again and again and again. It was stubble on his lips and Ronan having to stop, to get his breath, to restart his heart. They were both hungry animals, but Adam had been starving for far longer.”

We all know the Ronan longing and it being a HUGE secret that he likes Adam... and Adam like knows and its like lol embarrassing (as if he isn't down bad as well)

ADAM is like oblivious to the legitimacy of his feelings until ronan gives him a little kissssss and then it's like he is all like “what is love”

“He looks like he works with his hands, and smells like Marlboro Reds”

HELLOOOOOo this is so adam are u kidding

“Ronan crossed his arms to wait, just looking. At Adam's fine cheekbones, his furrowed fair eyebrows, his beautiful hands, everything washed out by the light. He had memorized the shape of Adam’s hands in particular: the way his thumbs jutted awkwardly, boyishly; the roads of prominent veins; the large knuckles that protruded from his long fingers. In dreams Ronan put them to his mouth.”

“Adam twisted off the lid. Inside was a colorless lotion that smelled of mist and moss. Replacing the lid with a frown, he turned the container over, looking for more identifying features. On the bottom, Ronan's handwriting labeled it merely: manibus. For your hands.”

“Something's been feeling weird lately

There's just something about you, baby (there's just something about you, baby)

Maybe I'll just be crazy (I'll be crazy)

And piss him off 'til he hates me

Yeah right, he fucking loves me”

…… do i even need to say anything??

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