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starsxblazing · 4 months

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Hi friend! I had an idea that perhaps you could bring to life. Its an azriel x reader. Where shes a seamstress for Rhys, she makes all his suits and all the beautiful gowns and dresses for the girls to wear. She even makes their leathers for fighting. I imagine one of them or maybe a few of them make a comment on how she's no one important and kinda belittles her work cuz shes just a seamstress. Rhys brings all 3 males to be measured for suits and azriel is getting flushed as readers kneeling to measure the length of his pants and the slit for his wings. Rhys sees Azriel blush and gives him a stern look shaking his head like "not this one." She doesnt look them in they eye, and rhys doesnt tell azriel anything about her. Like shes rhys best kept secret. Reader feels like the IC is so much better than her and thats why they sometimes say mean things (maybe someone asks elain where her dress is from and she just scoffs like "this old thing") but its actually a protective rhys trying to keep her safe cuz she reminds him so much of his deceased sister. Bond snaps but readers so insecure she wants to decline. Sorry this was so long. Lol. Just trying to get the jist of it out. Non important seamstress reader, flushed azriel, brother like rhys. The end. 🤣🤣🤣

a/n: I really hope that I did your request justice! It was so cute writing a shy Azriel

Unnoticed

You sat at the front desk of the shop to place your order for your inventory, sighing to yourself as your eyes momentarily moved around the small store that you owned. It wasn’t anything special and was small compared to the many others in the city. There were so many other places that would be preferred by the citizens but this was your passion and refused to give up on it. The bell on the door rang and you looked up with a hopeful smile that turned into a grin when you saw who was striding in.

“Hey!” you started happily, thankful to see such a familiar face. “It feels like forever since I’ve seen you.”

“I will make it a top priority to come visit when it isn’t just for your services,” he chuckled.

“And what is it that I can do for the all mighty High Lord?” A giggle at his playful frown escaped you. “I’ve been looking forward to the new things that you always request.”

“We have a visit to the Day Court and it would be nice to have some new attire for the ball that Helion will be hosting.”

“That sounds so nice,” you sighed dreamily. “The same sizes as last time?”

“The females, yes.” He gave you a smile that was full of love and admiration that nearly brought tears to your eyes. “However, Azriel and Cassian will need to be measured since they usually do not wear this particular form of attire.”

“Just let me know when you’re ready and I’ll have everything set up.” You searched through the files under your desk to pull out the Inner Circles information. “I can go ahead and get what you have in mind so I can get it done in time.”

Rhysand gave you a small smile, the adoration still shining in his eyes. You were never sure why he looked at you in such a way but you appreciated it anyway. He was the only thing that came close to a friend since there were times where he would stay with you and talk for hours before departing again. You had no family since they were lost in the war but you were thankful that you had been able to take refuge in Velaris.

There were times when the High Lord would try to offer to move you into a larger store in a better part of the city. It was a sweet offer but you felt as if it was charity and you didn’t want any pity. The Night Court black that was used was always beautiful to you and your friend seemed to like the little details that you added to make it stand out a bit more while still fitting his court.

Your store stayed in business simply because of Rhysand’s orders for his family because you made everything for them. He always assured you that they loved their dresses and gowns but there was always an emotion in his eyes that you couldn’t place when he did so. Despite that, you always put everything that you had into it. His family was important and special. All of them were nothing like you. Just a little nobody that had nothing but your little shop to keep you busy.

It wasn’t until three hours later that the High Lord left did you realize just how alone that you truly were. You wished that you had a family like he did but you forced your mind to remember how happy that you were for him. There were so many that you had come across in your life that only had half of what he did and even then, there wasn’t much happiness in it.

The next day, you made your way out to begin your search for the things that you would be able to find in town when you saw someone you recognized. It was one of the High Lady’s sisters but you weren’t sure which one it was. You did your best to not be noticed as the female spoke to another one but you were pretty sure that you wouldn’t be.

“Where did you get your dress, Elain?” the female asked.

“This old thing?” Elain looked down at her dress, one that you had made, with her nose scrunched in distaste. “It came from some nobody seamstress. Rhys has never told us anything else.”

“Well, I think it’s beautiful.” The female’s head tilted slightly with a raised eyebrow. “It seems like you don’t like it.”

“It’s definitely not my favorite,” Elain huffed, scrunching her nose in the process.

Unable to hear anymore of the conversation, you turned and darted back to your shop. So many feelings had hit you all at once and you weren’t sure where to start as you began sobbing once you were in the safety of the building that you also lived in. You began doubting yourself and the work that you loved while also wondering if the male that you considered your friend has been lying to you all of this time.

Even though you had cried yourself to sleep in the early afternoon, you were still unable to pull yourself out of bed the next morning. You could barely hear the knock on the front door but you ignored it. You had already felt like no one of any importance but the words that you had overheard only proved it. Not only was it from a customer but also from someone who would be able to destroy what tiny bit of name that you had for yourself in the city within an instant. Facing Rhysand again would be one of the hardest things that you had to do in a long time but you refused to let him down.

You allowed yourself to mope in bed for the remainder of the day in hopes that you would feel a bit better the next day. No sooner than you opened your store, the bell rang and you felt the High Lord’s power throughout the entirety of the small building.

Azriel had felt a bit frustrated when his brother dragged him out of bed and rushed him through his breakfast. He wasn’t sure what the hurry was, not seeing the big deal in getting fitted for new suits and leathers. In truth, he did need them but he felt as if it could’ve waited until a bit later in the day. His High Lord had a hint of eagerness to him that wasn’t so present unless it came to his mate or son.

He was only annoyed further when they arrived at what he could swear was the smallest shop in the entire city and there was no answer even after Rhysand had all but beat the door down. The store couldn’t even be considered to be in the district where most of the stores were but he was somewhat relieved because he was able to spend the rest of his day as he wanted.

Rhysand did the same thing the following day which had both him and Cassian grumbling about doing the same thing two days in a row. Thankfully, the store was open and his brother walked in as if he owned the place with a small smile on his face.

“Is everything alright?” Rhys asked the female at the front desk hesitantly, a hint of worry in his voice. “We came by as planned but there was no answer.”

“I had some business to take care of,” you muttered, causing him and Cassian to glance at each other in confusion.

Neither of them knew who you were nor even knew of the business that was being run here. He watched carefully as you gathered what was needed and even though you carried yourself in a confident manner, you kept your eyes downcast. It was as if you didn’t have it in you to look them in the eyes. You had obviously done so with his brother but it appeared as if it wasn’t the case today.

From what he could see, he could tell that you were beautiful but what would confirm it the most would be some form of eye contact. He watched you carefully as you started with Cassian, fully committed to doing your job to perfection. You started with his other brother’s legs for his height and he only saw a smirk pulling on Cassian’s lips that he was trying to hold back. For reasons unknown to Azriel, it had him frowning and almost bristling at the sight.

You continued on with your work in silence except for a hum here or there when the High Lord asked you questions as if you didn’t want to speak to any of them. It wasn’t until you moved to him did he truly pay attention to you. He wasn’t sure why but the sight of you on your knees in front of him, with your notebook in hand, had heat creeping onto his face. The quietest snicker came from Cassian who had moved behind him. When he turned to glare at him, he noticed a stern look on Rhysand’s face that had his eyebrows furrowing.

Azriel’s body stiffened when your fingers brushed lightly against him to take other measures. He sucked in a quiet breath when you moved behind him to measure the slits for his wings and your fingers just barely grazed them. It sent a jolt of what felt like electricity through him. He cursed himself silently because it wasn’t the first time that his wings had been touched but there was something about yours that nearly had him wanting more of the contact.

He was slightly disappointed when you were finished too quickly for his liking and moved to Rhysand. You still kept your eyes downcast from all of them and it seemed to have the slightest frown tugging at the High Lord’s lips. Cassian continued to watch as if he too was wondering what was going on.

“Everything should be ready in three weeks if that’s alright,” you said, giving Rhysand the briefest glance before returning to your desk.

Rhys ushered them out quickly and was unusually quiet. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say that he was brooding. Neither Cassian nor himself knew anything about you so they weren’t sure what to say but his own curiosity got the better of him.

“Who is she?”

“No one for you to be concerned about,” the High Lord answered. “And you will stay away from her.”

He was given a stern glance but he could note the protective fondness in his eyes. It only caused him to wonder more but he kept quiet on the matter.

You were thankful for the time being that you didn’t have a lot of customers. The work of making suits and gowns for seven people would take a while but you were thankful that it gave you a break from your thoughts. You didn’t waste any waking hour, putting your greatest effort into it all in hopes that the gowns would be appreciated more.

A week had passed faster than you had originally imagined that it would and the only break in your concentration was the bell to your shop opening for the second time during the time. You shouldn’t have been surprised to see Rhysand before you, a small frown on his face as he looked down at you.

“As promised, I have come to spend some quality time with the most beautiful seamstress that I know,” he said with a grin that contradicted the caution in his eyes.

“You come to visit or check on my progress?” you asked, eyeing him for a moment before returning your work.

“As I said, I’ve come to visit,” he repeated gently. “Are you alright? You’re acting differently.”

“Fine,” you answered a bit too quickly to be believable.

“I apologize when I say that I do not believe you.” There was a worried frown on his face that made your heart clench and tears almost formed in your eyes. “Talk to me.”

“I just..” You trailed off, unsure what to say or how to say it. “Why does it matter? I’m just trying to balance everything.”

It was a lie and they both knew it. There was worried determination on his face and you knew that he wouldn’t let it go but you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him what happened. It could possibly cause a divide or rift between the family that you thought so highly of and you couldn’t have that.

“You’re evading,” he replied flatly before his face softened when he gripped your chin lightly to keep your attention on him. “I don’t like seeing you like this.”

“Your family is very important,” you muttered. “I just want to be sure that I make everything perfectly. There’s so many ideas going through my head and I’m just trying to be sure to keep it all together.”

“You are no less important than any of us.” His matter of fact words paired with his gentle smile had a small one forming on your face as well. “As a matter of fact, you are just as important if not more so than my entire family combines.”

“Why?” You moved out of his grip and stared at him flatly. “Look at m-”

“I do see you. Every single time I come in here.” Rhysand continued with a charming smile that caused you to huff. “There is nothing wrong with you.”

“Then why-” You stopped short, reminding yourself to not give into your emotions. “I have Feyre’s gown completed and this one that I’m almost finished with is for Nesta. Do you want to see?”

He nodded with a grin and followed you to a separate room in the back where you kept the outfits that you made. You watched him carefully for his reaction as he stared at the gown and then blew out a silent breath of relief at the genuine smile on his face.

“It’s beautiful,” he said, turning to grin brightly at you. “She will love it and this just may become her new preferred gown.”

“Promise?” you asked tentatively while you tried to decipher if he was lying or not.

“On my mate’s life,” he answered as a look of adoration etched into his features once again.

“Is there anything that I should change about Amren’s, Mor’s, Nesta’s or..” You swallowed hard, the action not going unnoticed by the High Lord. “Elain’s? I want everything to be absolutely perfect for everyone for such an important event.”

“No.” He shook his head but the certainty in his eyes was answer enough. “I look forward to seeing what the rest look like.”

“I’ve made these my top priority so the leathers-”

“Can wait until you’re finished with these,” he replied. “What they have now will work until later.”

“Okay,” you whispered, gripping onto the kind reassurances to push you through your self deprecating thoughts before he pulled you into a tight embrace.

“I wish there was a way to make you realize just how special you are,” he muttered, squeezing tighter to emphasize it. “You remind me so much of my sister.”

Your eyes filled with tears immediately because it was no secret about what happened to his mother and sister. The fact that had such a high opinion of you that he would compare you to someone so important to him had you sobbing. He simply held you until your tears finally ceased and stayed with you for a few hours before returning to his court duties.

By the time that the door shut behind him, you felt a bit better but knew that you would never compare to any of them.

Azriel wasn’t able to keep his mind off of you while they waited for their new suits and gowns for the upcoming ball. He wasn’t sure why but despite his High Lord’s orders, he walked past your shop every so often to simply get a glimpse of you. Only once did he get a full view of your face and it took his breath away as he saw you smile at the only customer that he had noted that you had.

It was reaching the three week mark that you had given his brother and he was itching to ask the High Lord if he would let him retrieve the order. His gut told him that Rhysand wouldn’t allow it. He wasn’t sure why you were kept such a tight secret from all of them but Azriel knew that his brother meant it when he had given the order to stay away from you.

“I can’t go with you today.” Azriel stopped just outside of the study, listening to Rhys as he spoke to Cassian. “I have to leave in a couple of hours to pick up our outfits for our trip to Day Court.”

“I don’t understand why none of us-”

“As I’ve said,” the High Lord growled, his voice low and almost deadly. “You need not worry about her.”

“Yea but she-”

“Is not a topic of discussion.”

The snappy tone of their brother had Cassion falling quiet on the topic but Azriel’s curiosity about you wouldn’t let him sit idly by. It was almost as if he was being pulled towards you and he couldn’t ignore it. He slipped out as silently as he had come in and disobeyed Rhysand’s orders. Even though the plan had already been arranged, Azriel wasn’t bothered with the anger that would surely ensue about him taking the initiative that was purely personal.

The bell on your store’s door sounded as he entered but you were so focused on your work that you didn’t notice his presence until he cleared his throat. You jumped from your stool, startled from the noise before you finally looked at him. It felt like the entire world stopped when you both made eye contact and he felt the one thing that he was beginning to believe that he would never have.

Your eyes went wide and you stumbled backwards, tripping over your stool and fell to the ground in surprise as the golden thread connected the two of you. He rushed as fast as he could through the small area, his wings knocking some items over even though his wings were tucked in tightly behind him. A breath of relief escaped him when you didn’t recoil from him when he reached to help you up.

“I- I don’t- What?” you gasped through heavy breaths as you stood.

“I’m- I’m sorry,” he stuttered, unsure what to say since he didn’t know what you were thinking.

“No. Don’t be. I just..” You took a deep breath before fully looking at him again. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

Your words barely registered in his mind as he stared back at you, your beauty captivating him the longer that he did so. There were so many things that he wanted to say but at the same time being unsure since he didn’t know you. No sooner than he could open his mouth to reassure you, the front door opened and he felt the High Lord’s power filling the store. His brother was angry beyond belief with him.

“Y/N, would you mind stepping outside for a moment while I have a word with my spymaster.”

Azriel could feel the uncertainty and anger flowing off of you but you nodded after swallowing audibly. Once you were out in the streets, Rhysand had him by the collar of his shirt and shoved him harshly into the wall. There was nothing but pure, unadulterated anger on his brother’s face.

“Did I or did I not tell you to stay away from her?” Rhys growled.

“Yes but-”

“But what, Azriel?” he snapped at him. “Are you simply attracted to females that I insist on you staying away from?”

“It isn’t like that,” he tried. “Why are you so insistent on no one knowing about her? None of us even knew that she existed until now.”

“Because I want to protect her.” Azriel was released before Rhysand took a few steps back. “She reminds me too much of my sister and I refuse to let anything happen to her. If that means keeping all of you clueless to her existence then that is what I will do.”

Azriel’s thought began flooding in all at once, making it hard to keep up with what his shadows were whispering and the things that he wanted to say. He understood now what his High Lord’s motivations were but there was no way that he could let his mate go. Not after finally finding it after the centuries that he had waited for it. As he went to explain what had happened, the door opened again and it had your scent filling the room.

“I don’t want to be the reason that there’s trouble,” you mumbled as you looked at your feet.

“You are not-”

“We’re mates,” Azriel said, interrupting Rhys.

The High Lord’s eyes widened when he swirled around to look at him. There was uncertainty in them while he stared at him before looking back at the female that he held in such high regards. For the first time in a long time, his brother was speechless and Azriel was honestly shocked.

“I don’t deserve it,” you continued, finally looking up with tear filled eyes. “I don’t deserve someone as special and amazing as he is.”

“Why?” he asked in a raspy voice.

“You- All of you-” You paused, taking a deep breath. “You’re all so much better than me to the point that some of my dresses aren’t even liked.”

“What do you mean, Y/N?”

Your eyes switched between Rhysand and himself before stopping on the former. The tears that began flowing down your face made him unable to not go to you, placing his hands on each cheek in hopes of calming you.

“I heard Elain telling someone that she didn’t like-”

“Screw her and her opinion,” he growled before apologizing when your eyes went wide.

“There is a dress in particular that she isn’t the most fond of,” Rhys answered and you looked around him to gaze at the High Lord. “It is the only one and she simply doesn’t care for certain parts of the style. It has nothing to do with you or how amazing that your work is. It is simply a personal problem.”

“She said I was a nobody,” you sniffled, the words causing his body to shake slightly in anger.

“That’s my fault.” Your brows furrowed at Rhys’s words. “You’re an amazing female and I didn’t want to risk putting you into danger by letting all of them know who you are.”

“But I-”

“Give us a chance,” Azriel whispered, pulling your eyes back to his. “Please.”

“Why don’t we start with the upcoming ball?” Rhys gave you a small smile when you looked at him cautiously. “It’d be a high honor for my shadowsinger to have you by his side.”

“It would,” he agreed.

Your bright smile in return for his words sent his heart fluttering and a rare, genuine smile adorned his face. He knew right then and there that there was nothing that he wouldn’t do to keep that smile on your face.

It was the start of something new that he couldn’t wait to see unfold.

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explicit-tae · 6 months

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Babe I just giggle maniacally for a straight up fluff of ungodly hour. Where mc just softly complaining in whispers to jk her back hurts for her work and ehem from him too. Jk just cooed and rubs her back her cheeks her arms her thighs cuz boy when simp for the ninth time and its all just fluff UGHHHH

you know every time someone has a thought about ungodly hour i have to write it 😭💜

Ungodly Hour

word count: 1.173

“So I was thinking about wearing this tomorrow for dinner with your parents.” Jungkook turns around, holding up something you didn’t care to see. “I need to come off as someone who - are you okay?”

Jungkook knits his brows at your unmoving position on the bed - the same position he’s left you in 10 minutes prior - naked and all.

You mumble something inaudible to Jungkook and he sighs. He places the shirt neatly back into the closet and comes closer to the bed. “This is why I said we need a safe word.”

You suck your teeth at Jungkook’s words.

“Don’t be like that, Y/N. I fucked you so good that-”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” You hiss, straining your neck to look at him.

Jungkook wants to laugh because, of course, you’d speak up to argue with him.

“It’s not like we do anything that requires a safe word. You act as if you have me hanging from the ceiling.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes. “The way you’re laying there after a good fuck, you mind-”

Jungkook manages to dodge a kick, but it isn’t like you put enough force into it. Jungkook decides to stop teasing you.

“My body just hurts.” you murmur, a slight pout on your lips. “Not because of you or your mediocre dick, either. I just had a long day at work.”

Jungkook scoffs with a roll of his eye. “It must be so hard standing in the same place.”

Your eyes harden at Jungkook and in retaliation, you decide to turn over, back facing him. “I actually had to stock stuff today.” you say. You were sick of Jungkook and his constant teasing that your job “wasn’t stressful” because all you did was “stand there and look pretty”.

Jungkook gasps dramatically. “They had you stock the shelves?” he hides his laughter, especially when you attempt to send another kick his way that he dodges easily. “My poor Y/N, having to work even though I pay for everything.”

Jungkook dips onto his bed beside you, his hands rubbing circles onto your back. “Maybe you should quit if it’s starting to strain your body.”

You lay on your arms, turning your head to look at Jungkook with an unamused look. “I can’t just quit my job.”

Jungkook blinks, deepening the pressure onto your back. “Why not?” he asks. “What if they have you stock more shelves?” Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek because the thought of stocking shelves straining your body this much makes him want to laugh at how dramatically (cute) you were.

“Nice to know that my pain is bringing you such enjoyment.” you bite back, closing your eyes.

“Of course not.” Jungkook focuses his hands on your neck, rubbing circles around them before he reaches your shoulders. “You don’t want to quit. This is your own fault.”

“I have bills to pay.” you murmur gently.

“I pay your bills.” Jungkook retorts. And it wasn’t a lie - but it isn’t like you asked him to. Jungkook insisted like he always did, stating that if you and he were going to be dating then that meant he was going to have to “step up” more. “I get you everything you need. Your paychecks are just pocket change.”

“Ugh, rude.” you turn your head the other way, sighing as Jungkook's hands dip onto your back. “Maybe I don’t want to leech off of you.”

Jungkook remains quiet - you were far too stubborn. His words do nothing but go into one ear and out the other - no matter how many times Jungkook has to explain that he enjoys doing what he does for you, you’d never see it that way.

“So you aren’t quitting?” Jungkook asks after another 5 minutes. He’s sure you were dozing off, your breathing was becoming slowed and body limp.

You made a sound that told him “no”.

“I see. I can get you a membership so you can get massages-”

“Shut up, simp.” you murmur, eyelids already heavy, but nonetheless, you move closer to Jungkook. At this, he allows you to come closer, lying down besides you to bring you closer to him.

Jungkook’s warmth is inviting and you immediately sink deeper into his embrace. You hum softly when you feel Jungkook’s fingers lightly trace your back, as if drawing shapes or writing letters. It tickles lightly and causes you to squirm when they inch up your spine until they’re at the nape of your neck. “You’re so cute.” Jungkook murmurs, lips against your forehead as his fingers gently rub along your neck. “Wanna shower?”

You huff - because yes, you did. But you also didn’t feel like getting up off of the bed and out of Jungkook’s warm embrace (not like you’d ever tell him that).

“I can run you a bath instead.” Jungkook offers, kissing your forehead softly. He understands that he could be a bit rough when in the act of intimacy and as much as you enjoyed it, it did weigh down on your body. “I wish you’d just tell me to slow down sometimes.”

“My mother didn’t raise a bitch.” was your response - a typical you response that has Jungkook snorting.

Jungkook kisses your forehead again, “I’ll start the bath for you.” he says, untangling himself from you and lowly, you groan at the lack of warmth but didn’t protest. You didn’t want Jungkook actually thinking you wanted his presence - because of course it wasn’t that.

As time passed on with you staying in Jungkook’s home frequently, he made sure you had essentials. He cleared up some room for you - assuring you had a couple drawers in his bathroom for your own feminine products and beauty products. As he starts the bath, he’s sure to add the warm smell of vanilla you enjoy so that you could relax.

“Come.” Jungkook tugs at your leg gently to get you to move from your position on the bed. “Your bath is ready.”

“Ugh.” you groan and lift yourself from Jungkook’s bed. Jungkook has a small smile on his lips as he watches you go from his bedroom to the bathroom and dip into the bath.

“Feels good?” Jungkook asks, leaning against the counter and watch you sink into the bath and only your head is present.

“It’s okay.” you murmur, closing your eyes and Jungkook knows that it’s your way of saying that you loved the gesture - but you were undoubtedly you and giving him credit would be the last thing you’d ever do.

However, Jungkook would never take you seriously so he just snickers. “I’ll order us some food.”

One eye peaks open at Jungkook who is waiting for a response.

“You want me to get something sweet, too, I assume?” Jungkook already knows by the look in your eyes and when you nod, he laughs. “Anything for you.”

“Simp.” you murmur, sinking into the bath to avoid Jungkook seeing your expression.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook and the way he makes your heart beat at his genuine gestures of kindness.

DRABBLE 3 | Part 7

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urmomification · 2 years

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hc that steve harrington is classically trained on the piano but quit taking lessons his sophomore year but is still very musically talented.

- he picked up guitar in middle school because he was bored

- no one really knows bc he doesn't ever talk abt it, not even robin

- but sometimes if robin ever practices in front of him or while he's around he can tell if she's flat or sharp and tells her (she doesn't mind that's why she does it)

- super good pitch and tune

- whenever someone asks why there's a piano in the house he just shrugs as if he doesn't play it regularly to help with his stress

- good voice too

- when he can't sleep he'll listen to music then try and figure it out on the piano or guitar to help him relax

- introducing eddie

- steve knew he was in a band when they were in highschool, so he knows he can play and sing

- he was always a little envious, but never did anything about it because he didn't really want to be associated w them (like at all)

- post upside down steve and eddie start hanging out more bc they're close in age and the kids need rides from them

- steve will be the first to say that he's definitely NOT crazy abt eddie's taste in music (he liked george michael. cuz i said so)

- but the more they hang out the more steve gets used to it (likes it)

- eventually they're eddie's driving around w steve and this One Song comes on and steve immediately u knows he HAS to learn this on the piano (choose whatever song u want. I didn't think this far ahead)

- asks eddie the name of the song and who it's by

- eddie almost crashes the car w how fast he whips his head around to look at steve bc He basically just Asked To Listen To This Again

- eventually eddie tunes back in and tells steve the name of the song and notices him jot it down on his hand or arm or something before he begins to tap against his thighs to the beat (he's internalizing the beat guys)

- single finger beat keeping switches to him starting to try and map out chords and the melody on his legs (Tries to. It's hard)

- he suddenly looks up and looks around to see where they are and notices they aren't far from his place

- 'eddie take me home'

- 'what? why'

- 'don't ask, just drive'

- so eddie does, very confused and little hurt bc steve is scrunching his face up looking annoyed but he's just trying to focus on the song still

- eddie pulls into the driveway and steve practically runs out of the car, nearly tripping on the driveway w how fast he's moving

- eddie's just sitting in the car like ??? before he decides to follow him to see What The Hell is Wrong

- and he gets in the door and hears a piano from the basement and follows the sound

- he gets down there and steve is frantically sorting chords out and humming to himself to see what works and what doesn't and he doesn't hear eddie come down

- eddie just stands there really

- after a few minutes steve has got it coherent enough to tell what it is and turns and grins a little shyly at eddie

- s 'sorry abt that'

- e 'i didn't know u played'

- s 'i didn't tell u'

- e 'how did u do that'

- s 'took lessons for years as a kid, i can just kinda' gestures vaguely to the piano and himself and

- e 'that's so cool' he walks over and stands behind steve by the piano 'can u do more of it?'

- s 'uh, Yeah i guess i can'

- they work together to figure out the rest of the song (easy part)

- eddie asks him to learn some other songs (he's hesitant to say yes)

- eddie asks him to teach him a little (he's less hesitant)

- they end up spending the afternoon in steve's basement w a few beers and a radio in the background w eddie daring steve to play whatever comes on the top 40

#steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #?#loosely. they're both Here #eddie munson #this wasn't supposed to be like an actual thing #but i've been getting back into piano so #also no clue if this is readable at all sorry guys

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shiro-s2e2-erukinzu · 2 months

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 96... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

OMG!! THIS CHAPTER WAS BOTH SO GOOD & SO HILARIOUS!! 😆

This chapter is probably gonna be a new favorite of mine, especially because of that absolutely unexpected thing that happened right before the end of the chapter...!! 😵 So let's talk about it, shall we? 😉

Mission 96 starts back where we basically left of...

...to see who will get to dance with Damian!!💃

To figure this out, Ewen and Emile come up with some challenges to see who is worthy to dance with their Boss Man!! 😆

The first challenge has to do with endurance so the young ladies have to stand on one leg and clap to the until only remain... And since Twilight's there to help Anya win at cost, of course he has a way cheat!!:

But then, THIS HAPPENS...!!:

ANYA ABSOLUTE NUT! 👏🤣👏🤣👏🤣👏🤣

Also... What Twilight said about his arm after Anya's silly antics was ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS TOO!! 😂😂😂

Moving on to the second challenge, the girls must do an obstacle course and who ever are the five fastest will advance to the third and final round!! 👏 A lot of the girls are struggling, but Anya is off to a great start!!

They had to jump over a hurdle (which Anya fell on her face afterward, but still kept going 😂), get through a trap zone (which Anya ripped her dress and stuck for a bit LOOKING LIKE THIS...!!):

THIS FACE OF ANYA'S KILLED ME!! 🤣🤣🤣

The final part of the obstacle course was the Inchworm Crawl, AND ANYA GOT THIRD PLACE, so she's still in this!! 👏😆

The third and final challenge was a quiz about Damian, and Twilight thought that he had it in the bag, but...:

Twilight you silly, silly man...! 😌

Anyway, since this is quiz, of course Anya is gonna use her mind reading abilities to get the right answers...!! Though she almost slips up when she answers a question that probably only Damian, Emile and Ewen know, she makes up for it by missing some questions...!! Anya and one of the other little girls only needed one answer to win, and the question was: Who does Damian love the most?

At first I thought the answer was gonna be Anya, but I'm pretty sure that Ewen and Emile still have no clue that Damian likes her...! 😅 So everyone guessed, but Anya knew what the answer was...:

MY HEART...!! 💗🥹💗

And so, Anya was victorious and got to dance with Damian!! 🎉

HELL, HENDERSON AND MARTHA EVEN GOT TO DANCE WITH EACH OTHER!! 💗😍💗 (This chapter is GOATED for that as well...!!! 👏😆)

Besides that, though Damian and Anya were having some trouble dancing with each other at first, they started to get hang of if it!! 😁 And then...:

EXCUSE ME, WHAT!?!?

Luckily, Damian didn't believe her, but THIS BOMBSHELL may have some ramifications if Damian just casually mentions this to either Melinda, Donovan or someone else dangerous in the future...!! 😱 I am confident that Damian if does eventually believe what Anya told him, he would most definitely keep her secret, but if he doesn't realize it soon, who knows what could happen...!! 😥

And that was Mission 96...

...A FREAKING AMAZING CHAPTER...!!! 👏👏👏

I still can't believe Anya told Damian the truth, though he doesn't believe her yet, it is very possible that he will in future...!! 😊

And to all those that those that thought that Damian would be the first one to know that Anya can read minds, I tip my hat to you guys...!! 👏😄 (Also the damianya shippers are EATING GREAT!! 👏😆👏😆👏😆)

Anyway, I think that's all I wanna say, especially since I know that I'd be here while spouting out theory after theory about what is to come (and wonder if this is gonna lead into Mission 100...!! 🤔) So until next time; take care, be safe out there and be kind to one another...!! 💗 LATERS!! 👋😄

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mysticficti0n · 5 months

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Tom and Y/n HATE each other (well she hates him but he gets little butterflies from her sometimes heheheh but like he still doesn't like her) but she still is around a lot of the time bc she's Georgs cuz and she lives with his family (come up with something bc idk) and she helps produce TH music and is like their photographer kinda?

and in the first part she's like getting ready for a date and stuff happens and tom takes her for some reason yeah and he gets rlly pissed at her but then she wants to get picked up from this guys house and tom is the only one who picks up so yeah- enjoy writing this if you do ❤️

Oh em ghee- kinda jelly I didn't come up with this but I love it so so much

Happy new year everyone! I really like this idea and making it a new series bc why not, and don't worry All my attention is coming back this 2024!!! I havent preread this before posting because im tired as shit its literally 3:07 am so ♥︎

Get over it Part One

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warnings- swearing, mentions of sex, clubbing, kissing

words- 1.6k

I sat in my mirror with music blasting in the background, Bill sat on my bed flicking through a magazine with a cig hanging from his mouth "Is a red lip too much?" I asked turning to the boy who looked up from the pages

"depends what you're wearing" I got up and grabbed my little blood red dress, black lace dressing the bottom and the u-neck shape at the top "red lips all the way" I smiled sitting back down and grabbing my red lipstick and swiping it on

"Knock Knock" a voice called outside and then three people wondered In "what the fuck are you doing" Gustav laughed shoving me

"whats it to you" he shrugged sitting himself down along side Tom, Tom never looked happy unless he had some whore sucking his cock or a smoke in his hand, I stood grabbing my dress and walked out into the bathroom, I left the door open slightly as I knew they'd be asking questions

"where she going Bill?"-"not my place to say"-"oh come on"-"nope"-"well she looks like she's going to be payed to fuck a guy"-"watch your mouth thats my cousin remember" I smirked listening to their conversation, I finally got the dress on and twirled in the mirror but realised I couldn't do the button at the back, so reluctantly I held the dress up around my side and went back to my room

"can one of you do the button please" I turned my back to the group and soon I herd the sound of shuffling and someone standing behind me

"is it just this one?" the voice of Tom rang behind me and I nodded, why him out of everyone out the room? gently his fingers brushed against my skin as he pushed the button through the loop "done" he said barely above a whisper

"thanks" I spoke walking to grab my heals, I quickly slipped my feet in and stood to look back at the guys "right well I have a date to go to but I need someone to take me- who's that gonna be?" I looked to Georg first

"erm.. well I don't have my car- Tom is the only one with one" a sigh escaped my lips but it was him or nothing and I missed my date

"fine- come then" I grabbed my bag and looked to Tom

"now?" he spoke

"yes now get up were going" The boys all stood leaving my room Bill switched off my stereo then we all went down stairs and I headed for the front door closely followed by Tom "bye guys" I yelled before walking out, Toms car clicked and unlocked

"you know-" before he could finish I closed the car door and buckled my belt, Toms side opened and he climbed in "you are such an ungrateful bitch" I laughed staring ahead "I could just not take you- get that in your fucking head"

"yet your still in the fucking car with me" he rolled his eyes staring the engine "drop me at Sarahs court" we sat in silence, no radio, no nothing until we hit a red light, I could see Tom's eyes scanning me up and down "issue?"

"your dress is very showy, do you even know the guy you're seeing?" I smiled knowing exactly who it was, and So would Tom

"thought you liked slutty things, like your girl-" he cut me off my throwing me a gaze "oh and I'm meeting Brandon, Brandon Quick" I watched as his jaw dropped slightly, eyes turning thin

"you are a fucking cunt" no words were shared after that, he stayed quiet, I knew I lit the fire now and all I could keep doing was adding to it

"Yeah he called me last night, told me he missed me and wanted to see me again, asked me to wear his favourite dress.... favourite lip, and no panties either" I kept pushing watching Toms face curl into one of pure anger, before I knew it we were at Sarahs court and he slammed on the breaks. I pulled the sun-visor down and opened the mirror checking my make up, I looked to Tom once more, his face was contorted into a frown, I didn't bother saying anything and just climbed out.

I walked around the car and saw the calming face of Brandon "hey sweetheart" he spoke coming over, hand wrapping around my waist, pressing a kiss to my cheek "who brought you?" he spoke looking behind me

"just Tom- he was the only fucking one with a car" I laughed turning to see that his car was still there with him just staring at me

"I'll come say hi" I grinned knowing this would only piss him of further, together me and Brandon walked over and I pulled open the driver door "hey man whats up?"

"mhm whats up" Tom spoke, his voice low

"eh nothing much, thanks for bring madam, promise to have her home by 9" he joked, looking down at me, I purposefully cuddled to his chest, drawing circles on his peck

"great- well I'll go now" Tom grabbed the door slamming it shut and started the engine

"whats wrong with him?" the boy spoke with a tone of sarcasm

"whats never wrong with him?" I laughed pulling Brandons head down to meet mine in a kiss, there was no denying it Brandon was hot, his brown messy locks, blue eyes, a smile that was contagious, perfectly toned body, tattoos covering his torso, he was beautiful

--- Time Skip ---

I lay there, on Brandons chest, tonight was amazing, dinner, the club and the sex but I couldn't fall asleep at all, my mind was everywhere and I just felt like going home, but the only way I could get home was Tom, I sat up and went to get my phone "hey everything okay?" Brandon's voice spoke quietly, his hand rubbing my back

"yeah sorry, I'm gonna go okay, I need to be up early tomorrow" I lied, I did feel bad but I felt bad saying the truth, I'd slept over many times but today... I just couldn't this time

"Okay babe- text me when your back" I nodded leaning down pressing a kiss to his lips softly, it took a lot to pull away but I did, I grabbed my dress, shoes and bag, pulling my phone out and going out side of the house, wrapping myself tighter in his jumper, I went through my contacts before seeing Toms and I clicked call, within seconds it was answered

"what?"

"can you come get me"

"why?"

"I cant sleep and I wanna come home and you're the only one with a car"

"Y/n its fucking 4 am"

"you answered straight away so don't tell me you weren't awake" I spat

"fine-" I gave him the address and he told me five minuets, I sat on the wall at the end of the house, staring onto the quiet street until the bright lights of Toms car cleared the darkness. I got up and opened the car door to find Tom still in the clothes he was wearing earlier and a cig in his lips

"thanks for getting me" he nodded blowing smoke away

"yeah- don't think I'll do this again alright" I nodded, I felt to tired to really answer, or argue his car was warm and I was quite warn out already "why are there tear stains down your face?" he spoke, his voice slightly concerned, I hadn't even noticed anything with my face, I'd been so concentrated on other things

"oh erm... it doesn't matter" I yawned closing my eyes, it wasn't like I was hurt or anything

"no why the fuck have you been crying" I sighed opening my eyes, looking to the boy

"me and Brandon fucked okay" Tom breathed looking back to the road "better now?" and he just nodded, I closed my eyes again and soon everything was quiet.

soon I felt cold wash on my body until two arms wrapped around me, I let myself hook my arms and legs around whatever had me, my head falling into the crook of their neck "hm- thank you"

◇─◇─Toms POV─◇─◇

I did stay up- is it because I cared- no... I was more worried something was going to happen, I knew Brandon, he was my old best friend all through school till he got with my girlfriend while we were on tour. He was known to hurt his dates, not physically but emotionally and seeing those streaks down her face just made something burn inside my chest. I kept driving until I made it back to her house, the Listing's house.

"okay Y/n-" I turned my head to see her asleep "fuck" I hit my head of the back of the seat, it was to late to call Georg to come get her, and her aunty and uncle couldn't know she was getting back at 4:15 in the morning.

I got out and walked to her side, opening the door and unbuckling her seat belt, slowly I pulled her out from the car and let her body wrap onto mine "hm- thank you" she whispered into my neck, her breath cool against my skin, I walked us toward the door, I went to her bag and pulled out the keys, I had no other choice, and let us in.

silently I began walking up the stairs, she was quietly snoring into my shoulder as I held her going to her room, I gently pushed open her door and set her on the bed, taking her belongings and put them on the desk "okay Y/n lie down" I whispered helping her lie back and pulling her sheets onto her

"my head hurts" she spoke again, without thinking my hand went to her head, I rubbed small circles and scrapped her hair back soothingly, a small smile appeared onto her lips before soft snores filled the room again. I took one last look before coming away, I went to her window, pulling it shut, closing her curtains and finally shutting her door. she wouldn't remember any of this... hopefully

Like I don't care about her but- she does mean something to me, but she couldn't know that

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kyojurosprettygirl · 9 months

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Hi hi hello! May I request a fluffy Genya x fem!reader?

Something like he got injured during a mission and she gos to visit him at the butterfly estate to surprise with slices of watermelon to cheer him up! ((Cuz you know that’s his favorite!)) maybe even gentle kisses on his fresh new scars? Idk just anything sweet and fluffy! I’ll be happy either way!^^✨

a/n: HOW CUUUUTEEEE!!! im such a sucker for Genya content (>_<) i love ur idea and i hope you enjoy reading this. this is inspired by summertime sadness since, watermelons r a summer fruit, no? (UvU) Also, tumblr deleted the post so i had to copy and paste, but i don't know if it chipped some things off. LET ME KNOW!

late is better than never .

Genya Shinazugawa x Fem! Reader

as the sun slowly crept its way into view, Genya had realized then he had once again missed one of my your dates. he holds as many wounds as he can with his one useful arm tighter and winces, cursing himself for doing this to you. he stands for a moment, thinking how he could make it up to you.

you gasp as you gently wrapped your arms around genya's and pulled him toward you, leaning your head onto his shoulder. "Genya look!" you point ahead. "huh?" he looks curiously to where your pointing and immediately sees what your seeing, you both look at each other and smile big, running towards the watermelon stand. the old couple running the stand knowingly look at each other and laugh, standing up and readying themselves to greet you and genya. they quickly thought of how they were once young and in love, you and genya easily making them reminisce their teenage love. once you were standing infront of the couple, you excitedly spoke to them, any anxiety leaving your body. "I hadn't realized they were in season!" you smiled wide, the old lady nodded at you, her smile never leaving her face. "well they are, my dear! would you and your boyfriend like a slice? on the house!" you gasped and held your cheeks, disregarding the boyfriend comment. "your serious?" she nods and pushes the tray toward you. you gently grab the prettiest slice and push it towards genyas face. "say ah" genyas ears turn red and he opens his mouth, allowing you to feed him. he also disregards the boyfriend comment. his eyes widen and any nervousness he had before had completely left him, the slice tasted amazing. he gently grabs the slice from your hands and feeds it to you, and your eyes widen back at him. he laughs at yours and his expression, "it's the best isn't it?" he says, and you nod. "the best i've ever had!"'you eat more of the slice, "we should get an entire melon! no, let's get three! two for you and i to share and one to share with the others!" as you and genya speak of the melon, the old couple look fondly at the scene. "she reminds me of you my dear," the old man says, she snickers and looks at her husband, "and he reminds me of you, always behind me waiting for me to speak for you." they share a laugh, and as you reach into your pocket, genya steps infront of you and looks at the old couple, "how much for the entire stand" you gasp and grab his arm, "genya!" the old lady laughs and the old man widens his eyes, "are you serious?" the man says, genya scratches his neck. "well, not really." he looks to the side, and takes out as many coins as he has, "but i'll take as much as i can get." before the couple says something you take some of your coins out as well, placing them down with genyas, before he can say something you move your hands to form a 'shut your mouth' motion and look at the couple, "this will get us more right?" you and genya left with two woven baskets full of melons, each one holding 7, leaving the old couple with two melons left to sell. he wouldn't let you carry even one melon to make the load easier. "let's do this again" genya says, smiling at you, you nod and smile big, "we should! i had a lot of fun today" he shyly looks away and grabs your hand, "how about next week?"

it's the third week he's said that.

"-r arm." genya snaps out of his thoughts and looks next to him, it's Tanjiro. "huh?" genya says, looking at Tanjiro will his full attention. tanjiro smiles, a warm aura oozing out of him, trying to calm down after the hard fight. "i was saying if i could bandage your arm" genya looks over at his arm as tanjiro points, his blood is practically decorating the floor. but before he could answer a sharp pain hits his rib. his vision gets blurry as his breathing becomes labored and he begins to pass out, your shadowy figure filtering his vision just before he closes his eyes.

he wakes up in one of the rooms in the butterfly estate, it's about noon and the comfort he feels pisses him off. he shouldn't be there, he should be apologizing to you, again. he looks to his side, the action hurting, and he sees Tanjiro speaking to some of the girls in the butterfly estate. "is y/n going to be here?" Tanjiro said, already aware of genyas affections towards you. one of the butterfly girls nod, "y/n should be coming soon, she mentioned she had slept late when she came by in the morning so we sent her back home to rest a little longer. Aoi sent someone to get her." guilt begins to eat at his heart, you had waited for him the entire night, regardless of the fact that you had promised to help the girls clean in the morning, "i see," tanjiro says, looking at genya. he jumps at seeing his eyes open, "your awake!" he smiles, "what a relief," tanjiro says. genya nods and closes his eyes, sighing, "what a relief," he says back. he opens his eyes and sits up, one of the girls quickly rushing to his side, "slowly genya! your ribs are still broken, you have to take it easy." he grumbles, rolling his eyes. he sits up fully and looks around the room, "can i be alone for a moment." he pauses, "please." and they all nod, leaving him be. "Aoi is almost done with the food, so you should be getting your lunch soon." one of the girls says, smiling before he closes the door. he looks over himself and noticed many fresh scares adorning his flesh, and he can't decide wether to love or hate them. they look and feel ugly, but he feels a little stronger than before, a familiar feeling of weakness creeping up his chest. he won't amount to sanemi, ever, and these scars make him feel ugly, not strong like they usually do.

Aoi hands you the plate of food, warning you that it's hot and to be careful. you quickly brush her off and thank her as you barge into genyas room. as he prepares to cuss out the person who came in against his wishes, he calms down as he sees you and looks away. he can feel his throat get tight and his eyes gloss over. you exhale in relief but your movement remain frantic, excitedly running to him. you close the door and rush to put his food on the table next to him, placing the box you held behind you and straddling his legs carefully. you grab his face and make him look at you, and since he can't bring himself to push you away, he just holds onto your wrists tightly for support. your hair is messy and not done in its usual style as your eye bags remain prominent and your face is puffy, a telltale sign that you had just woken up. he looks at your lips and sees they're still a tad bit glossy, not allowing himself to continue to look at them. it feels like a punishment, but the feeling dies out as he looks at your cheeks and nose. your cheeks a tinged with pink, and your nose is still sun burnt from the time you'd gone to the markets together. your hands are warm against his cold skin, and he leans into your touch. you smile wide in disbelief and a few tears roll down your face. he moves his hands to wipe them as they come down , his brows furrowing. "no no no, don't cry, please.." his throat is tighter than ever and he swallows every word he was thinking of saying, he wants to cry with you. you close your eyes and hug him softly, a great contrast to your usual bone crushing one's, and feel all around him. his hand gently makes its way up to your head, and he cradled it, digging his fingers into your hair. "just-" you choke out, "you're alive. your physically here, oh my god." you pull away, although hesitantly, and take him in. he was wearing a loose patient shirt, and it gave a full view of his arms and neck. you rested your fingers on the buttons of it, and looked at him. your eyes met his, 'can i?' he nods, his eyes speak for him, 'you can do whatever you desire.'

you unbutton it he lets you see his upper body freely. you can see many fresh wounds, some bandaged and some are already scarred, his demon powers you think. he shrinks into himself as you gaze and you nod no, "you're beautiful, genya." you exhale, and push him down slowly in a means to not irritate his wounds. "i was worried sick," you cry, he continues to wipe every tear that makes its way to your chin, "when Aoi woke me up, and told me what happened, i wanted to scream," you hold his hand and lean in, "i was so pissed-" you choke, "why didn't she tell me right away? why did she wait until you were stable to tell me, i mean-" you breathe in, "what if something had happened during your treatment, and i had spent my time sleeping through it," you shake your head. "i would never forgive myself, im supposed to be with you through it all, through every second ." he nods at you, "but i'm okay." he says, and you laugh. "you're okay, yes." you sniffle as you smile but frown soon after, "they were surprised you survived. a lot of blood loss, i saw all the bloody rags outside.. i felt my heart drop to my stomach genya." he can only imagine how he'd feel if he was in your place. "im just glad the news i got of you was that you were expected wake up, and not your time of death." he takes a hand off your face and holds your hand. he hasn't smiled at all, and his gaze is distant. you move your head, and kiss his palm gently. he blushes and as his lips part in shock he shuts it when you lean into his chest. you take a second to hear his heartbeat and when you feel it's enough you kiss the spot. he debates on holding his breath or not. you slowly get up and trace the new scars, kissing them when your finger meets the end. and you do this all over his chest, stomach and arms. "i don't know how you do it," you softly say. "all these," you kiss the biggest scar, "and you still remain standing. Tanjiro told me how long you held out, i really don't think i'd ever be able to do it." you grab his arm with the most wounds and sob, "they make you look so tough," you giggle as you squeeze his bicep after noticing the muscle flex when you grabbed it, "gyomei fed you well, didn't he" he blushes and exhales a small laugh. mainly out of disbelief. you kiss all over his arm gently, and begin to give him butterfly kisses up to his neck. you begin to position yourself comfortably and rest your head in the crook of his neck to continue to give him butterfly kisses. you place your hand on his heart and he places his hand over it, not wanting you to take it off. he wraps his arm over your shoulder and pushes you closer into him as he kisses your head, letting it linger for a second more.

you both lay there for a moment before you suddenly gasp. "Genya your food!" you push yourself up too fast for his liking. you grab his food

and set everything up as you help him sit up. before you can feed anything to him he grabs your hand. "i need to apologize." he whispers, and you lean your head in confusion. "what do you mean?" you say,

"last night," he pauses, " i left you waiting." your mouth forms an 'o. "you're here now, aren't you? you were only a few hours away from me, if i had waited just a li-" he clamps his hand over your mouth, shaking his head no "you shouldn't have needed to wait, y/n" he is serious, and you know he feels guilty, he isn't being playful with you like he usually is. he takes his hand off your face "i would wait forever for you." you whisper. he silently winces and his chest tightens. "you're only a day late genya.. your here with me. better than never right?" he nods. "i forgive you, genya, but i promsie you i do not mind." you begin to grab the utensils to feed him, "were slayers, and you're a higher rank, i knew what i signed up for. it's okay." you feed him a piece of his food, and he realizes that it's true. he had nothing to worry about, your understanding nature quickly eased his worries, why was he so worried. "i forgive you, because i know you'd never do it intentionally." he nods again. "you're my happiness genya." you smile at him. "oh! one more thing." you reach behind you and the box you had, watermelon slices overtaking his vision. you smiled wide, " cut some melon up for you!" he hugs you tight, albeit suddenly, and when he pulls away he kisses you. it was a lingering kiss when he pulled away, and he takes you in, the sun rays peeking in from the blinds making you look even more beautiful than before. "i love you, and i've been wanting to tell you for a while now." he blushes and you follow in suit, " love you too.." and you hug him again, knocking the wind out of him, "oh sorry sorry! i forgot.." you say. he waves his hand 'it's okay' and you both share a laugh.

that night, you and him had danced under the moonlight right outside of the estate. not that he knew how, but he wanted to spend the night with you in any way possible, eager to be close to you. it was a sight that had made shinobu smile fondly at you both, thinking of how he could bring it up to gyomei when he sees him again. you had worn the clothing he bought you, and he spend the entire night telling you what you missed, ready to listen to what he had missed from you. it was late, but neither of you needed to wake up early the day after.

funfact! every time watermelons are in season, the old couple awaits yours and genyas return. when the summer you and genya hadn't shown up came, they had a hard time closing for the night, telling themselves you and genya had simply moved.

right before closing, Sanemi came over and bought their entire stand, cutting and giving the watermelon out with Giyuu to the village kids.

they had intially mistakened him for Genya, asking where you were, and Sanemi had to sadly explain that you and genya were no longer alive.

Since then, the couple gave flowers to Sanemi for him to place on yours and his graves, until one summer their stand was never put up.

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mangotango74852 · 6 months

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Kevin x Reader (The boys Youtube)

Warnings: kissing,cussing that’s it 🗿🗿

summary: You joined the boys and you had a small crush on one of the camera mans and maybe he also had a crush on you?

pronouns:She/her

You have been With the boys for about 6 months now and you got along with everyone pretty well you and Juicy having the same energy so y’all were besties real quick.So one day you and the boys were filming a video in japan you guys got into different teams (let’s just say that you are also a mexican like Eddie but you don’t know that much spanish) But anyways, here are the groups: Group 1 Narrator and juicy. Group 2 Mully and Josh. Group 3 Eddie and you. so you guys picked a camera man to go with you guys Narrator and juicy picked dose and Mully and josh picked Alana and Eddie and Juicy were the only ones who knew you had a crush one kevin so Juicy told Eddie to pick Kevin.So you guys went around japan doing the stuff that you needed to do and then you guys saw Mully and Josh and btw you were wearing a spider-man hat that you guys got as a prize and when Mully saw it he took it from you and ran off with josh and you were standing there in shock and you were like “MULLEN GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE YOU FAT FUCK” Him and josh were running as fast as they can and eventually you got tired and stopped chasing them. “Bro that was rude they took your spider-man hat” Eddie said.” “I’ll get you one later Y/n” Kevin said and you blushed because you wouldn’t think he would say that and you didn’t know he had a crush on you too and Eddie was giggling.Then you’re next thing to do one the bingo map was that you guys had to go eat some sushi and that was really easy because y’all liked sushi so y’all didn’t mind it.So you guys started to walk over to the nearest sushi place and let’s just say Kevin was like paying for everything for you and you didn’t know why so you just went on with it and then once the game was over Group 2 won the game and then later you guys went back to the hotel. Also you and Kevin were sharing a room so Yeah🤭🤭. And the video wasn’t over yet so you got into a quick shower before kevin got in the shower and after you guys were done getting ready you went to go meet with the rest of the group. Then the cameras were on and you guys went to a restaurant and on the walk there you,Juicy and Eddie were talking about random stuff until Eddie brought up What happened today btw you guys were ahead of the group so you guys didn’t have to worry.”juicy wanna know what Kevin was doing for Y/n to day?” Eddie said.”Hell yeah what happened?”Juicy said in excitement.”So what happened was Mully took Y/n Spider-man hat and ran off and she chased after them but got to tired and stopped chasing them.Then kevin said he will buy here a new one and Kevin has been paying for her all day today”Eddie said as you blushed.”Y/n you gotta tell him soon bro”Juicy said.”But what if he doesn’t like me back and it will ruin our friendship.” You sounded sad at the last part but just went on with it.”Oh guys look were here!”Josh said.”Oooo i’m really hungry right now and i can’t wait to eat some really good food.” Narrator said sounding really happy.As you guys walk in Juicy and Eddie go talk with the other boys and Kevin came up to you and y’all talked for a couple minutes before you guys had to go sit down.”I can’t wait to get back to the hotel room and pass out bro.”Kevin had said while pointing the camera at you.”yeah i can’t wait either cuz i might just stay up for a bit and be on youtube, Soooooo yeah.”You had said slightly blushing but not so much so where nobody couldn’t see it.”Ok guys let’s go sit down and chill.”Josh had sayed leading you all to the table.You sat in between Eddie and juicy and you guys were just talking about random stuff.”Ok what would you guys like to drink?” the waitress had said to you guys.So everyone just oder a water or a soda.”I have a special announcement.” juicy said to everyone while looking at his phone to play something goofy and just started to dance.”Juicy sit the fuck down everyone’s giving us weird looks!” Yow whispers yelled.”Sorry i had to do it🙈.”He said sitting back down.”Ok here are your guy’s drinks.”the waitress said “Thank you so much!” Narrator said.

TIME SKIP BECAUSE IM LAZY

Once you guys got back to the hotel everyone went to their rooms and slept while you and Kevin were still up he confessed to you.” Hey Y/n?” Kevin said nervously.”Yes Kevin?” You look up from your phone looking at Kevin.”I like you like a lot.And not in a friend way like i really like you and i thought you would know because i’ve been paying for you lately.” In that moment you froze you couldn’t believe what he just said to you.”Kevin i also like you i have been holding it in for a while and i was scared you wouldn’t like me back”. That moment Kevin got up and got you to stand up and he kissed you.”Kevin what are yo-“ He tilted his head a little bit to deepen the kiss making it even longer.Eventually he broke the kiss and asked you to be his girlfriend. You yelled “YES” and hugged him tightly that night you two cuddled.

EDIT:Bro i just finished this and it’s 10:22 pm and my hands hurt really bad

#The boys #Kevin #Kevin x reader #juicyfruitnacks #Eddievr #Sleepymully #Yournarrator

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Eurovision 2024: #34

34. CYPRUS Silia Kapsis - "Liar" 15th place

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Decade Ranking: 128/153 [Above Benny, below Reiley]

15th place? Generous. Good floordrops only get you so far if that's the ONLY thing you've got.

Every year there's a few acts that I thought just plain sucked, and yet can't really muster feelings of dislike for. Like, what's the point of putting in the effort of emoting if I can simply choose to focus my attention on better, worthier songs? They're shit, but that's their problem, not mine.

And that awkward little spot where those acts go is also where dear young Sillia lands. "Liar" is bad, I think we all agree? Laurel Barker still hasn't shown her busted face since "Sober" (GOOD.) but her spirit lives on in mediocre, poorly written girlbops with no substance, and this season had multiples of those. "Liar" stood out the worst to me by virtue of, well, not really standing out at all, other than for its horrible libretto.

CUZ YOU'RE A LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR YEAH YEAH YEAH YOU LIE IE IE IE YEAH YEAH YEAH

that THIS is a chorus of a Eurovision FINALIST. 😳 Futhermore the lyrics also rhyme "oolala" with "truth la la" (okay this one is ACTUALLY funny) and present Silia as some sort of... intrusive busybody calling out pther people's adultery and philandering? I suppose it's a little LESS scuffed than have Isaiah Firebrace hone his gaslighting, uglycrying and concern trollery skills at the same age. But if you're going to tweak the narrative in function of her being a minor, and attempt to steer her away from sexualization, then perhaps don't style her in a top that accentuates her cleavage? And don't end with this:

(always a telltale sign of a losing battle when you have to splice THAT into a song/act that doesn't call for it just to get a Q.)

Unlike a Nutsa or a Sarah, you can't quite say that Silia was at the top of the performance game. She was a 17 year old with limited on-stage experience, and it showed. She had memorized her stupid lines and rehearsed her stupid TikTok dances and delivered both as flat and robotic as one does when they go through the motions. The Dance Break lmao what the FUCK was this epileptic seizure:

If you want a true Performative Piece emulating a neurotic disorder, got tho say Il Senso did it better.

"SHARP. BLADES. OF. TIME. CUTS. THE. SPACE. :twitches: " 😍

Silia was in the Reiley zone where nothing she did was particularly bad but also none of the things she did were objectively good, and it balances out in blandness. It was all just a little bit too much "Participation Trophy" material, which is the Cypriot special by now. Btw, did you know it is a Greek hand-me-down? ("Liar" starts at 0:59)

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That's right, this was the song that lost to "WHAT THEY SAY" and then tried to fight its loss in court and lost the appeal. This song is so embarrasing it lost in an internal selection to Victor Vernikos.

Ofc behind all of this lay a huge shitstorm of a selection with Cyprus planning to do an NF on Greek soil based on a format ERT had planned and trashed sometime in the past. Greece found out and threatened to blank Cyprus completely if they appropriated their NF concept, which forced Cyprus to recruit another Australian and contact Kontopoulos who still had "Liar" in his folder, with the hopes that the badness would fly under the radar.

But don't worry Cyprus repaid Greece by ranking Eden ahead of Marina in the jury vote. 🙂 I wouldn't blame the Greeks if they invaded and annexed (or bribed the Turks to do it for them) 🙂

So yeah, Cyprus made the final. Unfortunate because it rewards an entry that deliberately plays lowest base on several levels. I suppose I would find Liar's advancement offensive in most cases, but like... it's semi 1. Half of the acts in that shitshow deserved to get the boot including Silia yes, and all five acts that were eliminated, so whatevs. Do we really care which shitty acts made it in, if at least three of them were advancing anyway, idfts. Finland was the only one I wanted to see dead (not literally. i think.) and that was never happening in a full televote from that second half.

Besides, the finale had a much bigger fish to fry, and Cyprus's generous-AF 15th place overall (reminder: this is the same placement Maraaya and Zalagasper got in WORSE finals) feels like such a trifle in comparison. So, I'm FINE with ranking her barely into yellow today. Pray that we're spared more degenerative nonsense from this clown country next year if there's a next yeah and and if Poseidon doesn't make the disrespectful island sink into the sea for its many crimes against Marina Satti.

THE RANKING

#Eurovision #ESC #Eurovision Song Contest #BorisBubbles #Eurovision 2024 #Malmö 2024 #ESC 2024 #Cyprus #Silia Kapsis #Liar #Youtube

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Mortal Kombat Legends: Blood Bound

Chapter 7: Xandras' revenge

The ship was headed toward a large tower on an island, almost like a lighthouse. The caped crusader sat on the guardrail of the ship without a care in the world, while the general leaned back on the mast, the same one she tied the pirate to, as she doesn't need to kill him while also entertaining herself.

KAHRON: Land ho!

the captain shouted as the crew pulled down the sail and let down the anchor. Robin and Muchacha jumped off, taking their weapons with them.

MUCHACHA: Thanks again, Kahron, expect payment very shortly.

KAHRON: No worries, we'll just sit here ready if the writer wants to do something with us.

MUCHACHA: You wha--

KAHRON: Don't worry about it. Just go. And don’t die! It will ruin the whole plot.

Robin, who's already a good way ahead, yells back.

ROBIN: Don't worry, 'Ron, we'll be back before you know it!

The two set off to the tower. Robin and the general are walking across the beach. Amara, looking at Robin, thinks of something.

MUCHACHA: Why is everything always so damn sandy here. It gets everywhere.

ROBIN: Don't worry, we're almost there. Keep an eye out, though, 'cuz if what the pirate said was true, this place could be crawling with anything.

As he says that, a hand grabs Nico's boot from under the sand.

ROBIN: Well, ain't that convenient.

Robin would yank a snakelike person out of the sand. The general, who's a bit confused, walks up to him.

MUCHACHA: Is that a saurian?

ROBIN: Looks like it, but you can either help me or stay back. They seem tough.

The humanoid snake gets up hissing as its eyes shine with a green glow. It lunges at him, and the caped crusader sidesteps and throws it to the sand. Before the creature can get back up, Robin puts him in an arm lock, preventing him from using his other arm.

ROBIN: Reach me with that hand. Reach me with that ha-- you cannot.

Muchacha, who is a bit worried for Robin, is hesitant to attack, and instead waits for the monster to do something. The creature is struggling to get loose, but fails. The masked man, who's getting tired, asks the lizard man some questions.

ROBIN: So, bud, can I ask you something? Are you a part of a group that has a wizard in control of them, named Xandras? If so, please nod.

the monster, after a minute of thinking, nods, confirming his suspicions.

ROBIN: Okay, thanks. Now, if you can point us in his direction, I'll let go of your hand. If not, I'll dislocate it.

After a moment, the creature points to the top of the tower, and Robin, smiling, lets go of his hand, right after which the saurian punches the caped crusader in the stomach, right before it jumps back into the sand. Robin, clutching his stomach, leans forward. The general walks up to him, looking at the sand.

MUCHACHA: Are you… alright? You got hit pretty hard there.

Robin, coughing up blood on the sand, tries to respond.

ROBIN: I'll... be fine, let's just go. I don't think the lizard person will come back.

The general, being concerned for the masked man, looks at him.

MUCHACHA: I’m sure he will, so I’ll watch your back, as long as you watch mine.

Robin, standing straight, is a bit surprised by her kindness. He looks her in the eye.

ROBIN: Let's... let's just go.

Robin and the general walk along the sand, keeping an eye out for anything else, 'til they get to the tower that is literally next to where they're standing, although the door is locked.

MUCHACHA: Any ideas, Nico?

Robin, turning to her, thinks about it for a second.

ROBIN: Try headbutting it.

MUCHACHA: Are you being serious or are you patronizing me?

ROBIN: ... yes.

The daughter of Shao Kahn runs and headbutts the door, shattering it into pieces. She walks in, and Robin follows her, the two climb up the tower, seeing a man dressed in a regal attire, electrifying a boy with crimson hair, as the man's staff glows the same color as the reptillian’s eyes from earlier. The boy's body was chained up to the wall, and he was unconscious. Muchacha, not caring for the wizard, ran up to him, and unsheathes her blade.

MUCHACHA: Halt!

ROBIN: Well, so much for a stealth mission.

The mage turns around, surprised. The red haired boy is woken up by the shouting, and looks down upon the intruders.

XANDRAS: Who are you and what are you doing in my home?

MUCHACHA: Wrong question. The right one being, are you prepared for what happens next?

Robin turns to Muchacha with utter suprise and a bit of shock.

ROBIN: Did you just quote me?

MUCHACHA: If you mean “stole your words” then yes, why?

ROBIN: ... Nothing, continue.

Muchacha, who's not even bothering to look at Robin, walks toward the wizard, holding her sword up.

XANDRAS: If it's kombat you want, it's kombat you'll get!

The mage raises his staff, slamming it to the ground as the room is covered in a greenish light. As the two were blinded, the wizard snapped his fingers.

XANDRAS: Sabbia! Keep them busy

and the saurian returned, phasing through the ground. The snake kicks Robin to the side, and the rogue fell to the floor. As he looked up, the saurian gave him a fragment of what seems to look like a heart, and the caped crusader, who's confused, takes it. Robin gets up, breaking it with his hand, it’s dust is absorbed into Nico’s hand and he suddenly feels no pain anymore.

ROBIN: Why?

SABBIA: If I’m going to do my job, I’ll at least have this as a fair fight.

As he said that, the creature corkscrew kicked Robin, which he was able to block. Muchacha, meanwhile, was fighting the mage, and the two were at a stalemate. Robin and the saurian, meanwhile, are duking it out, with the caped crusader being the more technical, and the creature being more acrobatic. The saurian jumps onto a loose bit on the sealing, looking down at the masked man in a questionable angle.

ROBIN: Ah, a fellow acrobat. I can respect that.

The creature drops down, but Robin jumps up and gives him a kick, pushing the creature to the glass wall. The general, however, is having some trouble.

MUCHACHA: Can't believe I'm saying this but… can I have some back up?!

ROBIN: Commin'!

he said, knocking the dive-kicking saurian down with a kick to the head, and the snake was knocked down on the floor.

MUCHACHA: Wait.

As she says that, she stabs the mage in the stomach, and the man falls to the floor. Robin, who is suprised, looks at the general.

ROBIN: Well, that was... that was extremely anti-climactic.

as he said that, the mage rose up, surging with power, and delivering a speech.

XANDRAS: Kitana was wrong to send you after me... and after I kill you--

Before he could finish, Amara rudely interrupted him.

MUCHACHA: How'd you know the Kahn sent us?

XANDRAS: Bitch, we literally met right before I was banished.

Muchacha, who looks at him with the most confused expression, just then remembers.

MUCHACHA: Oh yeah, that Xandras! How have you been? How’s the wife?

XANDRAS: What wife? –I don’t have time for this! It's time to DIE!

Before the mage could do anything, Muchacha stabbed the wizard in the stomach again. Xandras fell to the ground, his body falling on the glass floor, and Robin looked at the general.

ROBIN: You know, in comedy, we call this a running gag... except here it's you stabbing a man in the gut. Multiple times. Is this your therapy?

The general, being a bit confused, looks at him. Robin, who is a bit uncomfortable, scratches the back of his head. He then notices the boy in chains. Muchacha turns to him, and is a bit shocked.

ROBIN: Free the kid who looks like he's been tortured to near death?

MUCHACHA: Yes. He seems unconscious, hopefully not dead.

Robin whips out his daggers and tosses them into the air, as they spin around to break the chains as the boy falls in the generals hands. Robin then points to the saurian and wizard.

ROBIN: What about these fools? Do we kill them, or do we take them as prisoners? My money is on option one.

Muchacha, a bit confused, looks at the saurian, who's eyes quicky switch from green to yellow. After a bit of thinking, she responds.

MUCHACHA: Option 2. They could have useful information. We're not heartless animals.

as she says that, the saurian wakes up, shaking his head and leaning on the glass behind him.

SABBIA: Ugh, my head feels weird... What happened? I thought I was-- wait, why am I not dead? where's my home? What is happening??

Muchacha, who doesn't really have an answer, turns to the masked man, who does. He turns around to face the reptilian.

ROBIN: Calm down, man. Do you have any idea of what just happened?

The creature, now sitting down on the floor, shakes his head. Robin turns to Muchacha and the red-haired kid.

ROBIN: Could you check if the boy is alive? I'll try to calm this guy's nerves.

The general nods and heads to the boy, and Robin turns back to the saurian. Robin, being a bit nervous, starts talking to the snake-person.

ROBIN: So, listen. earlier, probably not even seven minutes ago, you tried to kill us, guessing this mostly dead guy possessed you. Now, you're probably thinking, "how is this possible?", well, my friend here has the answers. She has a theory about that, but first, I need to know if you remember anything that happened before right now.

The snake tried to remember anything up to this point, before he finally got it.

SABBIA: I... remember now. I lived with my sister, and then this sorcerer came, I told her to hide and I tried to fight him. He used a spell on me and... last thing I remember I... was here.

ROBIN: Don't worry, we'll find the right punishment for him. For now, tell me your name.

The reptilian looks at the caped crusader, and with a kinder manner introduces himself.

SABBIA: My name is Sabbia, but my people call me the master of sand.

ROBIN: Nice to meet you, Sabbia. I'm Nico, but some call me Red Robin... Just now realizing how stupid of a name that is.

Nico put his hand out to the Saurian, offering him a handshake. The reptilian grabbed his hand and shook it.

SABBIA: So, what do we do now? I want to see if my sister is alive.

Robin, looking around, points towards the general, who is helping the boy up.

MUCHACHA: The boy is still alive. Can't seem to wake him up, but he is alive.

Robin, taking a sigh of relief, turns back to the saurian. The snake man, getting off the ground, was staring at the mage's body with unyielding rage.

ROBIN: If he deserves to die, I'll see what I can do with the Kahn about you being able to take his life for what he has done to you. Until then, let's get off this island. You coming or not?

Sabbia, looking at the masked man, thinks for a second, and then nods. Robin walks up to the general, holding the red-haired kid.

ROBIN: You won't mind carrying him, no?

MUCHACHA: Really, it's like.. holding a couple of grapes.

ROBIN: Great. Hey, Sabbia, help me out with this guy? I could use an extra pair of arms.

Sabbia walks over to the two, grabbing the boy and placing him on his back, holding him. He nods, and the three head down the stairs. Robin, who's a bit curious, asks the saurian a question.

ROBIN: So, Sabby, tell me something. Why did Xandras kidnap you, anyways?

SABBIA: I... don't know. For my abilities, maybe? I can manipulate sand, so, maybe he was going to use me as a weapon, or an assassin? I’m unsure.

Robin, sadly looking down, nods and keeps on walking, and the three arrive at the ship.

KAHRON: Back already, I see. And you made some friends.

ROBIN: 'A' friend. This is Sabbia and he will come with us.

MUCHACHA: We also found the red-haired boy, we don't know who he is, though.

KAHRON: Understood. Well, let's go, shall we?

And the ship took off, away from the island and back to the port.

#mortal kombat #mk #mortal kombat au #smoke screen au #humor #comedy #mortal kombat fanfiction #fanfic #mk kahron #mk oc red robin #mk oc muchacha #mk xandras #mk oc sabbia #woe new characters be upon ye

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deadlynavigation · 2 years

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After reading your rules I’d like to request a Geralt x male reader (cuz the last one you wrote was AMAZING)

Could it be about male reader taking care of a hurt Geralt and cooking for him in his little cottage

The reader could be a magician with healing abilities maybe

Reunited

Fandom: The Witcher

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Male!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, descriptions of gore

Author's note: Because who doesn't love banter with Jaskier? Still looking for requests, people, keep them coming.

I don't own The Witcher. Pls don't come after me.

Do not plagiarize or translate any of my works or their included assets.

“Geralt, where are we going- Geralt! Geralt. Geralt, where are we going?”

Geralt sighs. He resists the urge to ram Roach into Jaskier, send the bard flying off the road into the lake next to the road. It’s so, so tempting. Just a nudge and he would have absolute silence.

Alas, it would take too much time. And Geralt is too desperate to see his lover to sacrifice a couple seconds. So for now, Jaskier isn’t chin deep in muddy water and Geralt is dead set on the tiny cottage ahead.

The house is painted in the sun’s dying hues, twilight fast approaching. Blues and purples fall across the flimsy roof that Geralt has repaired so many times, highlighting every little detail. Be it the garden bursting with herbs and flowers leading to the home or the engravings on the door, Geralt can notice it all, made even more beautiful with the colors shining down onto it.

Jaskier rambles on, suddenly pausing as he glances at the witcher. He whips his head back after the short look, an odd emotion sparking on Geralt’s face. It’s one Jaskier knows well, but had never seen on his companion’s face before- love.

Where are they going that would erase Geralt’s emotionless (and somewhat pissed off) stare?

The question bounces around in Jaskier’s mind, unable to be quelled until it finds a satisfactory answer. It doesn’t stop as Geralt jumps off Roach, or when he ties the horse to a worn-down hitching post with a whispered promise of returning, or when he hesitates for a fraction of a second before banging his fist on the door.

“Geralt, what-”

“Hush, bard.” Geralt grumbles, trying to pick up any sound of footsteps from inside the house.

“But-” Jaskier persists, only to be interrupted by Geralt’s hand on his mouth. It covers his entire face, but Geralt isn’t complaining.

“Mm-mmmm-mm,” Can a witcher’s eyes roll out of their skull? Geralt entertains the thought as he rolls his eyes for what seems like the millionth time.

Just as Jaskier thinks to lick the hand over his mouth, the door opens.

You lean on the doorknob, dressed in loose trousers and an untucked shirt that is surely stained with ingredients from the dinner you had been preparing. The strings of the v-neck hang down, revealing mere inches of your chest. They’re enough to drive Geralt crazy.

“Hello, my love,” the witcher murmurs, your face lighting up when you realize who it is. He steps forward, an almost-unnoticeable limp to it that you’ll berate him for later. For now, though, you’re happy to be herded into your lover’s arms, your lips meeting in a soft kiss. Geralt’s eyes flutter shut, a miniscule grin spreading across his face. You lift yourself up onto your tiptoes to steal another kiss, teeth clashing against each other. You can’t stop smiling, and neither can he. It’s been too long without seeing one another for your kisses to be orderly.

You’re both soaking in the familiarity of it all, basking in the light of reunited love as small pecks are given and received. It’s all so welcome to you, so safe to Geralt. A place to put down the swords and embrace in front of the fireplace.

“What in the ever-loving fuck is going on here, Geralt?” An exclamation sounds from behind you. You quickly spin out of the witcher’s embrace, curious as to who he brought along.

There stands a shocked-looking man, his vibrant clothes blending in perfectly with your garden. A lute is strapped to his back, and he has the hands of a musician. He can’t be more than 20.

“Um, yes. Hello, fair stranger. Love the hair, highlights your eyes. But Geralt, what?” The boy’s volume steadily increases throughout his rant, panic seeping into his eyes.

“Jaskier.” Geralt responds, an edge to his tone.

“Thank you, Jaskier. I don’t believe we’ve met- Geralt?”

He sighs, his nostrils flaring with annoyance. He’s really regretting not using the lake to his advantage now.

“Y/n, this is Jask. He’s a bard, he travels with me. Gods know why. Jask, Y/n. My lover of five years.”

The bard is silent for a minute, his eyes practically bulging out of his head as he stares at you unabashedly. You can hear the frogs croaking in the background, announcing the approach of twilight. Tree branches rustle in the slight breeze, the occasional leaf swooping by. All is silent.

“Five years,” Jaskier whimpers. He sounds almost betrayed, but no mind is paid to it as Geralt stares at something beyond you with amused eyes. His hands still cradle your waist, a comfortable amount of pressure being exerted.

“Is he ok?” You whisper in Geralt’s ear, trying to see over his shoulder. Your foot starts tapping on the ground, arousing dust with your nervous habit.

Geralt immediately drops the half smirk. If you’re concerned, it’s time to stop.

“Jask, you’ll catch flies. Don’t worry, y/n, he’ll be fine.” The witcher throws a glare behind him that seems to scream don’t mess this up.

“Um, yes. Yes.” Jaskier forces out and stumbles to the door. He doesn’t think he’s ever been this shocked- Geralt has had a lover this entire time. It’s not even that the bard is disappointed (Geralt isn’t really his type), but he always thought the man averse to love. When really, he’s been in what appears to be a very loving relationship for five fucking years.

What in the absolute fuck is going on?

----**----

It’s almost midnight, the fire crackling as it dies down. You’re wrapped in a hug with Geralt, Jaskier upstairs in a nest of blankets. The second you fed the boy and gave him the quilts he was dead to the world- Geralt must have been overworking him.

It’s a calm environment without the enthusiastic bard. Sitting in Geralt’s lap, his arms around you, you have never felt more at peace. Warmth spreads through you, the atmosphere changing to one of relaxation and love.

“I missed you,” Geralt mumbles into your cropped hair, nuzzling into the familiar scent of lavender.

“I missed you as well, love.” You murmur in return. You feel his lips press against your forehead, slowly migrating down until he reaches your neck. It tickles, causing a smile to appear on your face.

“Geralt, stop that.” You squirm away from him only to be dragged back into his arms. The witcher chuckles as he keeps at it, completely disregarding your previous comment.

“Stop it-” You’re cut off by your own laughing, Geralt’s grin growing with your volume.

When your lover has finally decided to knock it off, you fall back against his sturdy chest, breathless from the exertion. You would have laid there blissfully until morning, breathing in the smell of sweat, blood and Geralt-

But you hear a faint groan.

You shoot up, climbing out of Geralt’s lap while maintaining eye contact.

“Where is it?” You demand, knowing he won’t give any information to you unless you pry.

Geralt is too tired for this. He just wants you in his arms, to hug you tight and block you from the monsters out there.

However, he’s known you for seven years. You won’t stop until he gives in.

“My hip,” he grumbles. His hand lands on the exact area as you rush around the cottage gathering the needed supplies to pull his shirt up. Blood is leaking out of the wound steadily, a red patch on his clothing providing further proof that he strained it a bit much.

Somehow, seeing the cut makes it so much worse. All the hidden pain he’s been bottling up since he knocked on your door tumbles out. He grits his teeth against the rush of stabbing sensations, praying you’ll be able to take some of the pain away.

When you kneel in front of him, you’re already mumbling under your breath, elder words scattered throughout the chant. Your hands are surrounded by a golden glow, held just above Geralt’s wound. Slowly, slowly, blood starts to backtrack, the red drips across his leg and side retreating back inside Geralt’s body. Once the liquid is pushed back in (sparing no amount of odd squelching sounds you could live without), the actual cut starts to close up. It’s sewn together with threads of gold, fading into the witcher’s skin after providing a pulsing glow.

Geralt will never get tired of watching the process unfold. Your hands, drifting apart and back together as you handle his wounds with a grace that he could never even hope to reach. It’s beautiful- you’re beautiful.

Once you finish, the golden clouds retreat back into the air, becoming mere wisps that float about the cottage. You stand shakily, gathering the bandages beside you and taping them on to Geralt’s now healed skin. Just as a precaution. Once that’s done, you flutter around the house, putting the materials back as you try to steady your shaky legs. Magic always drains you a fair bit.

Geralt is well aware of this, so as you return to the couch and sit next to him, he drags himself up and reaches for you. A rare moment of vulnerability from the witcher- how can you pass this up?

So you welcome his warmth, radiating from his body as he pulls you into his chest. Illuminated by the dying lights of the fire, the fatigue seeping into both of you, you revel in the peace, Geralt’s love the last thing you feel before you drift into sleep.

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tinyboxxtink · 2 years

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I must request. Must must must.

Eddie finding a lost puppy (preferably an adorable shorthaired breed like a lab or german shorthaired pointer or mix) and taking care of it. He trains it to sit and behave and some other stuff. And one day he takes it to the little ice cream stand where the chick working falls totally in love… with the dog… and Eddie. Like she takes her break to bring the dog a little vanilla cone and her and Eddie talk and flirt.

i just did a puppy fic but hell what's one more?

I changed it up a bit, i hope you don't mind.

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Eddie came strolling out of his trailer and started to go to his van when he heard a small whimper coming from under his wheel. He peered down to see a black and white puppy cowering in fear.

“Aww, hey there fella,” Eddie scooped him in his arms as the puppy continued to whimper in his hands.

He looked around to see if anyone was looking for the little guy, but nobody was around. He must be a stray.

“On your own, huh?” He continued talking to the puppy. “I know how that is, bud,”

He smiled and placed the puppy in his jacket with one hand, getting into his van with the other.

“I was heading out, guess you’ll have to come with me,”

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He drove to Hawkins Creamery, parking on the side of it. He peered in the window to see if the cute new scooper was working. He never had an affinity for ice cream before, and yet he had been eating so much he swore he’d become lactose intolerant.

He pulled the pup from his jacket and aimed him at you, currently scooping ice cream for a group of kids who were giggling and running around.

“See that girl, pup?” he asks the dog who just stares ahead. “That’s the girl I’m gonna marry,”

You looked like you wanted to kill yourself, wiping sweat from your brow once they had gotten their ice cream. Eddie took this as his chance, the parlor now empty.

“If I can get the nerve up to talk to her, that is,” he continued to speak to the pup. “But that’s where you come in!”

He strolled inside with the pup on display, that beautiful grin on his face. You immediately noticed him, hell you always noticed him. You wiped the nasty sweat from your brow and attempted to look as decent as you could after having a rush for nearly an hour.

“U-Um, hi!” You squeaked.

“Hey doll,” Eddie nodded, nonchalantly holding the pup to your eyeline.

“Oh my god!” You squealed, clapping your hands together. “Is that a puppy?!”

“Sure is,” he beamed as you came running around the counter. “I just found him under my van,”

“Oh my god,” you looked at him with the most endearing face. “You saved him?”

“Uh–” He was taken aback for a moment by you being so close to him. “Y-Yep, sure did,”

“That’s adorable,” you bit your lip with a huge smile, taking the small pup in your arms. “Such a good boy,”

“Yes I am,” he proudly pronounced, making you pause.

“....I meant the dog,” you smiled in amusement, noticing him turning bright red.

“RIGHT,” He laughed uncomfortably, wanting to tunnel through the floor. “I knew that, I was kidding,”

“So I’ll just be going–” he forgot any further attempts to impress you, he just wanted out of the situation, so he headed back to the door. But you put a hand on his shoulder before he could move.

“Eddie,” You said his name. You knew his name. How did you know his name?

“Y-Yeah?” he turned to face you.

“You forgot your dog,” you kept your amused smile, trying not to laugh at him. You were making Eddie Munson nervous, and you were savoring every second.

“Oh!” He laughed even louder and more awkward as he took the dog from you.

“You wanna keep me company?” You asked him sweetly. “You and–?”

“Wingman,” he chuckled.

“WIngman?” You raised an eyebrow at the strange name.

“Yeah, ‘cuz apparently that’s what he is,” he chuckled, nodding at you.

“Ah,” you nodded with an even bigger smile, making his heart skip. “He is a very, very good wing man,”

The three of you spent the rest of the day together, and the rest of the summer in love.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson drabble requests #xbreezymeadowsx

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tixuctoad · 1 year

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General Creepypasta HCs

General TW/CW for gore/violence/ect

If I need to add any extra warnings let me know!!

Not proof read btw

I have an au that all of them are in the same universe!! All the characters that can age (basically any of them that aren't undead or whatever) are aged up !!

Im still not sure by how many years, but it's in the 8-9 year range!! So!! This will be applied!!

Also cringe ahead because I've combined fanon n canon stuff !!

Eyeless Jack 🍖

You know that one backstory someone wrote for EJ, where he was a student who got dragged into a cult sacrifice thingy? Yeah!! That's what I base my verison of EJ on!! Of course, I'm still gonna work in EJs OG creepypasta in, if I ever write out this whole au, be it comic or fic form

Funky possession stuff. Jack is still there, along with the silly flesh eating demon in his silly body

He doesn't really. Want to eat people. I mean, does anyone? But it's really the only thing he can actually. Digest and get energy from now

Still humanoid, but his looks will degrade and become more monstrous as time passes and he consumes more flesh

Hermit, he wants to separate and isolate himself. He thinks it'll help lower his body count

Lives in the woods, probably builds a little shelter somewhere

Short king, about 5'5

But stocky

Bites at his fingers n shit when his mind slips and desires flesh

Dude he's so over it

Jeff the Killer 🔪

Okayokay so. I *personally* HC Jeff to be FtM trans so!! Yeah!!

His sight is all sorts of fucked up, because, yk, he messed up his eyelids

Eyedrops are his best friend

Is it realistic? Probably not, but lets be real, was he ever realistic? No. He never was

Tall stringbean, 5'11 and has a nasty punch

In my au, Jeff actually does feel some remorse for (mostly) everything he did; especially things regarding what he did to his own, and Jane's family

While he doesn't necessarily go out of his way to make things right, he is mellowed out in the killer department

Kinda bounces around, doesn't stick in one place long. Cuz. Yk

Though if I were to impliment the slender mansion into this au, or at lesst some sort of stand in, I think Jeff would be there

Would probably patrol the grounds to make sure no intruders come

Oh but going back a few lines, don't get me wrong; Jeff is still the arrogant asshat the bulk of the fandom portrays him as

Jane the Killer 💅

I need to reread her story tbh, but for the most part it plays out the same; Jeff still destroys her family and messes her up

Unlike most the others, though, I feel like Jane still has a place in society; in terms she can go out into the streets and do whatever. She's not really. A killer like the others

She's still gunning for Jeff, though. Literally all she wants is revenge and then she can live her life in peace

Probably lives with a relative and works in town

When she's not trying to track Jeff, I feel like she does volunteer work

I don't really have much on her atm

Laughing Jack 🍬

Ooooough I love a guardian/imaginary friend character being corrupted by their maker yall dont get it

The whole "Issac becoming a murderer shaped Laughing Jack into one without intending to" thing has me in a death grip

Can puff into black smoke, and he uses that to fuck with people; be it other creepypastas, or with his victims

Often times has his tongue sticking out between his teeth

REALLY tall, I'm talking like 8 feet tall; but I like to think he can manipulate his height, so he can be as short or as tall as he'd like

Calls everyone silly pet names (E.g. "Sweets", "Gumdrop", "Toots", ect)

Have you ever seen Spinel from Steven Universe move? Yeah he moves like that

Noodle arms n legs

Perma smiler

Sometimes, if you land a stab on him, candy and confetti comes out of the wound; alongside thick, tar like blood

Laughing Jill 🥀

While L. Jack is more... fleshy? Laughing Jill takes on a more doll like appearance; at least for my take on her design!!

Real short because of it; like. 3-ish feet tall

Don't let that fool you!! This ankle biter is stronger than she looks!!

In my au she's more benevolent and caring, opting to take on a protector sort of role

I wanna make a storyline with her and Jane, where she's helping Jane track Jeff. Need to figure out how the two end up meeting, though

I dont have much on her yet either tbh

Ben Drowned ⛓

I'll admit, I wasn't aware there was a lot more lore with Ben, but since this is mostly based around the og version of ben the fandom took n ran with, I'll only really touch on the original ideas of the creepypasta

When he initially died, his soul got bound to his game; I feel like in his ghosty form he looks like how he looked when he was alive mixed with Link + other traits (his eyes being all messed up, his skin being blue with dark viens, ect ect)

He CAN bounce from device to device though it's. Hard, I'd assume

Can rarely exit the screen though

So literally if I ever make a fic or comic and he's there, someone's gonna have to be carrying him around on their phone

Imagine he's on his DS and you're arguing with him and as he's about to say something mean you just. Shut it

What's he gonna do? Open it? Spoiler, he can't open it

Because of this, he can't really. Do much physical harm to anyone; and instead has to rely on bullying someone to death (/hj)

When he does manage to exit a screen, it's v brief, and the occurrences are rare

His hair swishes around!! Like he's underwater

Bastard

Since he's like 13-14, and can't really. Age. He still acts like your standard annoying 14 year old boy. Probably really whiny n shit

Yk how some fans interpret Ben as a flirt (which is weird bc. Hes a kid)? Weeeell.. I guess that's kinda how my Ben is. But instead of being "good" at it its really fuckin cringe and annoying

Hes just some annoying young teen, yk?

That's all I got right now!! I would love to write more for these lads in the future but!!! Idk!!! Not sure if it'll be in comic form, or as writing

And if it is in writing, idk if it'll be one continuous story, or if it'll be in chapters

Idk!!!!!

#creepypasta laughing jack #creepypasta #creepypasta jeff the killer #creepypasta ben drowned #creepypasta jane the killer #creepypasta laughing jill #laughing jill #laughing jack #ben drowned #jeff the killer #jane the killer #eyeless jack #my writing #hc #headcannons #creepypasta headcanon

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emmacreatures · 1 year

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TURN OF EVENTS

A follow up on this fun little story inbetween. Two hectic men, just guys being dudes I suppose👁👄👁. Enjoy!! Featuring Ter'ran and Lyle Wainfleet!

Lyle was still very much thrown off by Ter'ran who seemed to be up his business continously.. The past weeks were almost like a mindfuck for him. For Lyle just tried to get through the days now as his two braincells had a hard time..

"So.. I heard you have several tattoos.. Care to explain where you got them all.. Or what they mean?" Ter'ran said with a smirk on his face for it was never enough for him to cause any kind of mayhem, making Lyle glare as if his life depended on it. "You want to get back into your 'time out' corner?" Lyle threatened, before Ter'ran just ignored the man, starting to take Lyle's arm first.. "Okay.. So what is this supposedly? Like a very slim Ikran?" "its a damn dragon" lyle said as he pulled his arm back. For Ter'ran just kept bugging the man. Looking at his shoulder, that had the skull with no fear on it. "No fear huh.. Quite edgy? You really dont have one fear?" Ter'ran said for Lyle groaned. "I'll become your ONE fear if you touch me again" Lyle said as the touches of Ter'ran messed him up badly. As his mind already was somewhere else. "You really want to try and scare me, go right ahead big boy" Ter'ran said for Lyle kept on glaring, almost wanting to have a different distraction but he was close to snapping again. "so you have one on your upper arm, one on your shoulder. Where are the other 3?" Ter'ran asked all the sudden, making Lyle stand up

"Who TOLD YOU-" Lyle said almost shocked before he glared to the rest of the group. "Which of you told him?-you know what- nevermind" Lyle said as he cuffed ter'ran angrily again.. Pulling him up roughly without much consideration as he was sitting down, back into his room that was dedicated to him.. Aka the cell. As he got pulled along and at last put in the cell for the two almost walked in, still being in the long corridors, Ter'ran rolled his eyes. "You know.. no one told me. I just looked through your file" Ter'ran said for Lyle stopped walking as he held the man at his wrist.. "You did- W- WHY? Why on earth would you even- Well then, even if you goddamn did which is a violation-" "A violation? For you big guy? Its just some info on paper" Ter'ran said casual for the man glared. "Well if I did read my damn papers, then you should know what they are" Lyle said, referring to his tattoos for Ter'ran sighed. "NO thats the thing. Its not mentioned. Do you really think I'd be stupid enough to ask if i'd already know" Ter'ran said almost offended, about to pick a fight that easily enough.. But he noticed Lyle actually glaring even worse now. "you look at me as if I would" Ter'ran kept being offended, almost pulling his arms loose from Lyle who held him at his upper arm now, pulling him along to be placed in his 'time out' corner. "WELL YEAH because you've been screwing with me all the time, especially since last week" Lyle said as he admitted, making Ter'ran frown at the impact it seemed to have on him, getting a little less heated into fights now.

"Why cant your stubborn ass just tell me what they are" Ter'ran said almost sassy, making Lyle frown of confusion at this point. The man REALLY wanted to know. Why even. No one seemed to have that interest before. "why does it interest you so much?" Lyle asked seriously, making Ter'ran roll his eyes before explaining. "cuz its different, we dont have those things here okay. Maybe in the water areas, but not even close to designs like that.I'm stuck with our usual tribal stuff since the second I was born. Can you even blame me for just having curiosity. Considering you have many" Ter'ran just said honest now, seeing Lyle was actually thinking for once, and having a hard time at it. "Will you finally leave me alone or at least shut up for just a minute if I tell you" Lyle said for Ter'ran hummed of surprise. "i cant promise anything.." He said honest, seeing Lyle just doubt, but he seemed less pissed.. May it be that he actually got sudden attention in a.. Not so problematic way, Ter'ran's attention seemed genuine, but he had a hard time believing the man. "dont be a wuss.. Dare to tell me" Ter'ran kept on asking, which made Lyle grunt before pulling him to his own room.. Again to have some privacy and merely not wanting to have anyone listen to whatever they may say. Once Ter'ran was 'thrown' into Lyle's room before he put it on lock, he just turned to the man. "Just this once, and dont dare to test me.. I will try to kill you if you will" Lyle said before he just shamelessly clicked off his harness before pulling off his shirt.. Standing shirtless in the room before pointing at his tattoo's. "Holy shit" Ter'ran whispered in Na'vi.. Seeing the man's rather defined body all the sudden without any layers. "What?" Lyle said for Ter'ran just tried to shake it off; but instead said his intrusive thoughts.

"i wasnt so aware of what was hiding under there" He said outkoud, stepping a little closer for Lyle would almost swallow out of shock for a bit.. Did the man just again compliment him.. As he frowned almost angrily, he just decided to put it to the side "Whatever-So those you already saw." Lyle said as he pointed at the dragon and skull one. "Then I have one here on the chest, and on my shoulderblade on my back" the man said as he pointed, seeing Ter'ran was so curious and almost excited, but held out his hands to hopefully get the man to take the cuffs off. "No goddamn way buttercup. Nice try" Lyle said for Ter'ran's ears flattened. "Oh common. what am I supposed to do. You'll kick my ass one way or another. Just this once." Ter'ran really tried to sound genuine, making Lyle see a different part of him now.. He sighed so loud, before taking the cuffs off. 'I'm so gonna get in trouble for this' he thought, but at last started talking again. "one wrong move, and you're done for" Lyle said as he sat down on his bed, allowing Ter'ran to have easier acces to sit next to him, and look at them. "Yeah yeah" he said before actually being excited to look at them upclose.. going over his back first, as he found it so interesting.

"did they hurt to be put on.." Ter'ran asked for Lyle's dominant part came through, but the energy changed for a bit.. Almost as if he appreciated the sudden attention.. "nah.. Not even close. One only stung just a little bit, but nothing I cant handle" Lyle started to brag almost, making Lyle turn a bit so he could look at the one on his chest.. As it was a saying. "What is this for though?" "Usual marine sayings I guess.." Lyle said for Ter'ran without warning just went over that tattoo with his hand as well.. As Lyle could very much feel the touches the man did on his back to watch that tattoo as well. It has been a while since he had any of that.. Making him look directly at Ter'ran who seemed to be easier to handle all the sudden, instead of a horrendous brat that drove him mad. Lyle felt like he could say something a little more daring all the sudden, since he noticed Ter'ran checking the man's tattoo's and sometimes even part of his upper body out. His two confused braincells turned into an overly confident man that at this point wanted to show off. "you really think I'm handsome huh.." Lyle all the sudden felt confident enough to just ask, making Ter'ran arc an eye brow. "Who made you think that?" Ter'ran said, lookinh challenging but assuming the man all the sudden got delucional. "you cant deny it can you, not even having a right answer for that" Lyle just got unhinged almost, for his testosterone behavior definitrly showed.. Just bragging about himself now. "maybe since you're getting a bit ahead of ourselves, are we now Marine?" Ter'ran said, for Lyle felt it was challenging now. "I know I look good, and your eyes say enough to agree upon the actual fact-" "What happened to the man that I made fluster a few weeks ago by complimenting him once, you've been avoiding me since or giving me quite the beat ups to express your anger about it. look how far off you're getting yourself." Ter'ran felt like interupting the overly confident man, looking challenging.

"You can kiss my ass for me to say anything good about you again skxawng" "I see now.." Lyle said as he confidently smirked. "you're just in denial.. Big time" Lyle said for, Ter'ran started laughing, standing up before within the second he was pressed against the wall by Lyle. "you're gonna admit right now" "or what.. Fight me again? I was almost scared because of your delucional thoughts, that we'd miss our daily playdate" Ter'ran said as he meant their fighting.. Seeing Lyle's ears flatten this time again. "you dont know what I can do native. A whole lot, you can make it difficult or easy for the both of us" he started to become pissed again, making Ter'ran smirk widely. "havent seen much of that yet.. so you know.. How about you just, make me, Lyle" Ter'ran said, actually saying the man's name for this once which threw Lyle off again, before his anger came in two seconds after.

Whatever was going on between the two, lyle at first absolutely avoided Ter'ran and his energy, or pretended it wasnt there especially with the group around, being unsure of what was even happening. On his own, 1 to 1 with Ter'ran, his brain seemed to switch up quite fast.. More than he possibly assumed himself.. But it easily went from overly confident, to furious again.. The two were just meant to pick fights with each other, all the time, out of anger.. But also because due their tension jusy grew worse, doing it for fun to pester each other. But out of spite.. or perhaps more.

As Lyle was about to hit the man firmly in the face, Ter'ran managed to dotch and go through his legs to escape him, noticing by that the anger only piled up worse"You son of a bitch-" Lyle said before going after Ter'ran, who managed to break the lock on the man's door fast enough, running out of his room.. It didnt take long before the two kept on tackling each other through the building, letting them wnd up in one of the base rooms where they'd have conversations with the recom groups all the time. Lyle had the man ready, to be hit knock out on the table as he had pinned him down at his neck with one hand, the other hand ready to give the fattest slam possible. "you wouldnt want to hurt my pretty face would you" Ter'ran just smirked, having a bloody nose and all, all over again. "Oh you've no idea" the man said dangerously, right as he wanted to hit, the whole recom group saw their fight coming from miles away, but as it escalated like it did now, they all ran to the room they were located at. stopping Lyle before he was able to give that 'knock out' hit to Ter'ran. Zdawg, fyke, Mansk and another had to pull him away as his entire body was tensed up.

"LYLE STOP" "Jesus Christ dude what is WRONG with you" the recom group said to Lyle, for the man was fighting to get loose.. It took a while, but as Quaritch entered the room at last; hearjng about the chaos again? he glared upon Lyle. Eventually as his normal sense came back, he pulled himself loose as the group made sure Ter'ran and Lyle did not come an inch closer to each other. "Put him in his cell, and you? Put some damn clothes on, Lyle" Quaritch said completely done, making Lyle who breathed deeply and wiping some blood off his face glare at the Na'vi who was taken to the cell. Ter'ran even smirked on his way out.. "Give me a good reason why I should allow you to keep an eye on him" Quaritch as he leaned closer to the man with a threatening look and energy. "One more time" the man said.. making Lyle's ears flat. If he'd mess up one more time, it would be over for him.

A few hours passed, as Ter'ran was just staring around himself, being bored as fuck, the sudden door opened as Lyle, who was patched up and had his usual clothing on again, entered the room. Without much eyecontact, he put Ter'ran's necklace onto the table in the middle of the room, that seemed to have fallen off during their fighting. As Ter'ran noticed for the necklace was quite important to him.. He just noticed Lyle still being pissed, rolling his eyes. "Thanks.. I guess" Ter'ran said as he looked away, noticing Lyle looked at him eventually, sighing. He however seemed to wanting to talk, but didnt.. Walking to the door to get out again. "By the way, you showed me 4 though.. Where is that 5th one?" Ter'ran said for Lyle scoffed, stopping infront of the door as he turned to him. "I wasnt gonna show you that one" he said as he kept looking at Ter'ran, seeing the playful behavior of Ter'ran come in. "Why.. too much of a pussy? too personal?" Ter'ran said as Lyle eventually walked back to Ter'ran who sat on the floor, kneeling down to him. "Just tell me. when it is ever enough for you" the man said almosy angrily, but Ter'ran saw something else. "I almost got my ass wooped out there because of your behavior" He said a bit threatening, but Ter'ran just listened.

"you want ME? to apologize for it?" Ter'ran said almost sarcastic, not taking it serious. "I wasnt the one who confidently demanded me to admit they liked you, got ahead of themselves and wouldnt agree with no answer.. or even a no in general, its your fault big guy" Ter'ran said for he made Lyle stand up again as he forgot for a second their whole conversation was recorded in the room, but no one watched at the moment. Lyle grunted before he was about to leave, making Ter'ran lean his head against the wall.. Smirking. "I guess we'll never know.." Ter'ran knew he was playing with fire at this point.. Seeing Lyle heard it as his ears twitched. Lyle wanted to pin the man down with all his energy in his body, almost desperately.. But as he had promised to behave despite Ter'ran got the worst out of him... he left, locking the door.. "Mmm. i'd almost say he hoped for it. Having his own personal punch bag" Ter'ran whispered in Na'vi, being on his own again as he was used to it. It was boring, but doable.

#niku30 #lyle x ter'ran #lyle wainfleet #avatar fanfiction #avatar oc #avatar #emmacreatures

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atwas-meme-ing · 1 year

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Ok, so, since the Wii U and 3ds shops are gonna close down soon, I'm on a mission to collect all the fun Wii U and 3ds games I can find. Here's a list of what I think are some of the best download-only Wii U and 3ds games that I've found. I think most of these may also be on Switch, Steam, or other platforms. And a lot of these are available on both 3ds and Wii U.

3ds

All of the Sonic Game Gear/Master system games that are on 3ds: Sonic 1 and 2, Sonic Blast, Sonic Labyrinth, Triple Trouble, and Tails Adventure. If you don't have the original machines to play them on, then this is the best way to play these. Works so much better than online emulators.

Pretty much anything by Circle and Skipmore. So, the Witch and Hero trilogy, Fairune, Drancia Saga, Ambition of the Slimes. I know I'm forgetting some, but just filter by publisher and look up Circle and Skipmore. All their games are just sooooo fun. Most of them are pretty simple, you can get through them in a few hours, but you really should clear a few hours out of a single day when you sit down to play one because they are highly addictive. Especially Witch and Hero.

Quell: Memento. This is a fun puzzle game with a bittersweet story about a crotchety, old, reclusive man. Your goal is to get him to open up about his life.

Steamworld. Get the whole series, if you can. They are mostly platformer, metroidvania, and/or puzzle styled games where you play as steam-powered robots.

Legend of Dark Witch. Multiple ways to play, side-scrolling platformer game with some magical shooter elements.

Kingdom's Item Shop. This is so cute- you run a shop for magical and heroic items, and you have to go out and fight monsters to get more ingredients. You also get to craft new items.

Alchemic Dungeons. Nothing but dungeons, and you craft what you need as you go along.

Alphadia. High fantasy RPG, but with bioengineering sci-fi story elements.

Severed. Action game with dungeons where you sever monsters' limbs to get upgrades. Not as gross as it sounds.

Excave. It's a trilogy. Dungeon crawler. Cuz, come on, how can you not love dungeon crawlers?

Cursed ex Castilla. Basically a Ghosts 'n Goblins clone, but with its own story. And you can save your place, so that alone makes it worth it XD

Adventure Labyrinth Story. Another dungeon crawler.

Kemco RPG's. There's a bunch of them, and they all have good stories: ASH, Infinite Dunamis, Justice Chronicles... like I said, there's a bunch. Each one puts its own spin on the battle mechanincs.

Ninja Usagimaru. A series of puzzle games where you have to push, pull, and throw blocks to rescue villagers and defeat the monsters. Reminds me of an old block-pushing puzzle game I played years ago and can't remember the name of. Anyway, Usagimaru is fun.

Wii U

1001 Spikes. I'm pretty sure there's more spikes than that in this game X'D. NES-inspired pixel art action game. Get the treasure and escape, but don't stand in one place for too long.

Alphadia Genesis. Prequal to Alphadia (which I mentioned above for 3ds).

More Steamworld games.

Axiom Verge. It honestly looks like a Metroid clone, but Axiom Verge is its own story and has its own rules of gameplay and mechanics. And it ain't easy, by any means.

Bit Dungeon. Dungeon crawler. Yup, that's it, just dungeons. Go ahead, go nuts.

Dragon Fantasy. Highly comedic high fantasy RPG where you play as a bald, middle-aged former hero. There's a whole series. Looks like it was inspired by Final Fantasy, Dragon Quest, and Earthbound.

Defend Your Crypt. This game is backwards! So, usually, you would play as someone trying to break into a crypt to steal treasures, right? Well, in this game, you play as the ghost of a pharaoh who has to activate the traps to avoid getting his treasures stolen. Pixel-art.

Freedom Planet. Now, I know this game's on Steam and Switch, but if you have a little room on your Wii U and not on your Switch, you might want to try it. It's adorable, the characters are funny, the story is good, and it is so heavily inspired by Sega Genesis games.

Human Resource Machine. Stupid little game about the fundamentals of programming. Fun for anyone trying to learn computer science.

Master Reboot and Soul Axiom. These two are a set. They're somewhat minimalized first-person exploration/puzzle games set in one of those storylines where people have uploaded their consciousness into the cloud.

Space Hunted. As far as I know, this is ONLY on Wii U (and it may be the only game in my list that is only on Wii U). If you like the old NES sci-fi games, you HAVE to get this one! If it didn't have a copyright date of 2017, I would have sworn this was an original NES game. Not only are the music and the art true to the era, but it has a very simplistic menu style and it is just as hard as any NES sci-fi shootout I've ever tried.

NES Remix. You have the option to play missions and whole levels from the biggest NES hits (Mario, Kirby, Kid Icarus, Zelda, and more), but the real fun is the Remix levels. Some of them involve characters from one game ending up in another (so you have things like Mario's Boos chasing Kirby), while others have mixed-up versions of the original levels, like reversed or silhouetted levels. (The Kirby egg-eating level drove me nuts because the camera pans in closer and closer with every egg.) I do believe that NES Remix 1, 2, and Ultimate are only on 3ds and Wii U.

Nihilumbra. A spot of darkness escapes from the void and discovers beauty, life, and color, but he eventually develops an existential crisis as he realizes the void will destroy everything in its past as it attempts to reclaim him.

Xeodrifter. Hard. NES-inspired pixel art. Another game that reminds me of Metroid, but the art style is not cloned.

Swords and Soldiers. Strategy battle game, so stupid and hilarious and adorable. Pretty sure there's a whole series, I've only got the first one.

Pixel Slime U. Obviously developed by a true sadist. Pixel art, but there's no way you could confuse this with a retro NES game. Every level has a gimmick- some spin, some are upside-down, some switch from upside-down to right-side-up, and those are the easy ones. Only play if you're a glutton for punishment and you don't get motion sickness. I think it's only on Wii U, so get it while you can.

Olympia Rising. Play as the soul of a warrior trying to escape the rising ocean of acid in Hades. A bit tough.

Twisted Fusion. You've been transported to a world in the sky where all the monsters are allergic to water, so you use water guns to destroy them. And your character's phone has all these apps they can use to upgrade. Gameplay isn't too dynamic, but the setting of the game makes it enjoyable.

Castle Storm. Tower defense. Funny cutscenes, good graphics. Medieval knights vs. barbaric Vikings. But are the Vikings really that barbaric? And is it possible there's a traitor among Sir Gareth's men? Play to find out!

Giana Sisters: Twisted Dreams. The punk sister is stuck in the cutesy world and the cutesy sister is stuck in the punk world. Switch back and forth between them to escape back to reality.

Knytt Underground. Mountain-climbing game- you can climb walls like in Celeste, but there's no stamina limit (also no dash). Journey through the post-apocalyptic underground world as both a mute human and a bouncy ball to ring the 6 bells that will prevent the world from dying. I think Knytt might actually be a series, but this is the first one I've found.

And I'm actually still collecting and intend to get as many as I can right up until the shops close down. Will try to remember to update this list as I find more.

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