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princessbrunette · 5 months

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reader upset bc things just aren’t going her way today, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed after not getting much sleep, and her hair didn’t turn out the way she wanted it too, she couldn’t find her favorite skirt and she broke her nail. rafe takes her with him to run errands and handle business, and she’s quiet and upset the whole time and she just needs her rafe but he’s so busy right now. eventually something small happens like she trips over her feet or spills something over herself and had a meltdown, bc we all get overstimulated and have meltdowns sometimes :/

i can’t explain to you how much i relate to this :(( have too many days like this one !!

you’d be quiet for the most part, more quiet than usual but rafe isnt gonna necessarily question it, just chalking it up to being in a bad mood. by the time you’ve made it to the car, everything’s overstimulating you. you don’t like the songs that keep coming on the aux, the car is rumbling too loud, rafes being quiet too so it’s just setting you on edge thinking somethings up, it’s just too much. but worst of all, you were hungry.

rafe had some errands to run, but he’d promised you fries, mentioned casually earlier which he’d probably forgotten about. you were holding onto that fact, knowing being fed would greatly cure a large part of your foul mood.

you’d passed the midway point, rafe completing another task on behalf of his father before you finally speak up— voice croaky from lack of sleep and lack of use. “can we get food now?”

he glances at you, reversing out of his spot, looking over his shoulder with his mouth parted in concentration. “huh? oh — uh, yeah, yeah soon. i left somethin’ in the boat so i gotta go pick it up.” he speaks casually.

for some reason, it’s your tipping point.

“no… you said we’d—” you’d go to argue, but suddenly burst into tears, crying into your hands. once you start, you quickly realise you can’t stop, the overstimulation and every issue you’d faced that day catching up with you. rafe frowns in confusion at you, eyes darting between the road and your hunched over form.

“hey, what are you — why are you crying?” he asks, and you can’t answer— far too upset. he sighs, thinking for a moment you’re being a tad dramatic, so used to being spoiled by him that you’re crying over something so minor. he doesn’t like seeing you so upset though, so he sighs and starts to turn his wheel, the car hitting a U-turn. “alright, hey, alright. i’ll get your damn fries. shit.”

it’s only when you don’t calm down he actually starts to get a little concerned. you cry the entire journey, not lifting your head from your hands— and all he can do is spare you worried glances before ordering your food. he parks in the lot, a wad of napkins from the food bag in his clutch and turns to you.

“look at me, kid. please?” he instructs, and you reluctantly do. blinking through gloopy mascara and sniffling your snotty nose shamefully. he dabs at your face, holding the napkin to your nose and quietly telling you to blow. he then sets it aside, and places the fries in your lap, running his hand over his chin and jaw thoughtfully for a moment.

“m’sorry.” you break the silence, staring down at your fries. he sighs, shaking his head.

“what happened, hm? was it me? did i fuck up?”

“no rafe, just got overwhelmed. im having a bad day.”

he stares at you for a moment, turning his body to face you more. “what do you… what do you want me to do?” he asks, his own finger gently prodding at his chest. he was trying to understand you, trying to be a good boyfriend. you think for a moment, glumly staring at your hands.

“i wanna go home and just be with you.” you sulk. he nods slowly, staring off out the window.

“y’know i got shit to do though, baby. can’t just… drop everything, you know? got people countin’ on me. m’handling shit today. ” he squints, hating that he has to be tough— but makes his voice gentle enough to soften the blow.

“i know.” it comes out as a broken whisper, and he can tell you didn’t like his answer. he stares at you, helpless, before speaking once more.

“eat your fries, and then you’re gonna go lay down in the back and have a nap, okay? think you need one. we’ll figure it out from there, a’ight?” he places a hand on your shoulder, tilting his head down and staring into your eyes, hoping what he’s saying is good enough. you think for a moment before nodding and he smiles, patting your cheek.

“alright, that’s my girl. proud of you, okay baby?”

#anon #rafe cameron prompt

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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 4 months

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i explain india but i'm drunk.

Hello maggots of mine you're all such babygirls and bastards just like Aziraphale and Crowley. I'm so proud of you all for existing. Yes i'm a wholesome drunk you now know this about me. The wine tastes like rotten grapes and smells of battery acid and cost 245 rupees INR. Speaking of INR, thanks to a maggot's ask, I'm here to explain India. I've never set foot outside of this country. But I'm also very very shit at general knowledge.

To any non-Indians reading this, this is a totally legit 1000% everything covered all-inclusive summary. To any Indians reading this, I'm so so fucking sorry.

India, explained.

So there's south india and there's north india and there's north east india. north india is very racist about south india and they're both very racist about north east india. Most of these people are also probably racist either to other countries or they have internalised racism. It's a wild trip.

There are. A lot of languages here. And a LOT of scripts. I can read two scripts, understand four Indian languages and speak in two of them (badly), and those two are not my native tongues. I cannot speak in my native tongues. It's basically English at this point. These aren't dialects, those are separate. Picture like, Europe, but more, in terms of how many languages.

Everyone hates each other which is valid for the entire planet honestly.

In south india we have a lot of coconuts. Like a lot. There are so many coconuts you have no fucking idea guys you cannot escape the coconuts. I was nearly killed by a shower of coconuts when I was 5 I escaped by one second.

There are also cows. People will tell you that you are being racist when you say India has cows everywhere. But it's true. Two weeks ago I had the pleasure to be stuck in a traffic jam. Next to the street barrier thing (what divides a street im too drunk for this) I saw a huge bull fucking HUMPING a cow. The vehicles just had to move around them. They were having sex right there.

If you're a middle class Indian kid, your career options are: doctor, engineer, scientist, CA, lawyer, government official or family disappointment.

Needless to say, I was going to be doctor and am now instead family disappointment. I'm babygirling so hard it's insane. The prodigal son.

It's very ace-friendly and heterophobic in the sense that you are not supposed to be exhibiting any sexuality whatever in a respectable household. Just shut up and give virgin birth already. But be married. That's crucial.

Oh yeah gay marriage isn't legal trans people are constantly othered by society and/or given no respect whatsover and we're just all vibing here this is totally not why I'm finishing a small bottle of cheap wine on a thursday past midnight alone in my room.

Foreigners are like a zoo species you see them you're instantly concerned like what are they doing outside the TV screens and then either people are normal (rarely), they run up and take photos or try to slip into conversation (more often than you'd think, even I've been guilty of the conversation thing as a kid) OR they start talking about how 'this western culture is ruining our culture'. Which is fair but honestly both the 'cultures' these people are talking about usually involve incredible amounts of bigotry and are more similar than they think.

I think the lesson here is that humans just suck as a species. Except for you maggots. I love you all and I will defend you with my life.

THE CHAAT. THE CHAAT IS INSANELY AMAZING. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE CHAAT. I HAVE NO SPICE TOLERANCE SO I HAVE TO BEG ON MY KNEES FOR THE SPICES TO BE REDUCED BUT STILL. THE CHAAT. THE CHAAT, YOU GUYS. YOU NEED IT.

Sorry yes I'm normal. ALSO THE STREET DOGS. THE INDIES. THEY'RE SO LOVELY AND SWEET AND CHAOTIC AND I KEEP TALKING TO THEM. Once when I was crying I made the dog distress while and like five dogs that I didn't know came running to me and comforted me and licked me.

INDIAN DANCE MUSIC. I FUCKING LOVE IT IT'S INSANE. My family were elitist as fuck so I never got to listen to Bollywood music as a kid but it's AMAZING I'm so glad it exists. Bhangra too.

Beaches very very pretty hills very very pretty honestly the nature is fucking beautiful if you can just quickly pretend humans don't exist, which again is true of this entire planet. Yeah. Okay I'm so fucking drunk.

Yeah lots of diversity which is very nice when the humans aren't screaming at each other about it but the rest of the time it's very nice

The garbage and sewer stories? yeah they're all true im sorry

Traffic rules more like traffic suggestions amirite

Well, we still have far better healthcare access than america. so. there is that.

If you speak English well you'll be mocked and isolated. If you speak English poorly you'll be mocked and isolated. Honestly, just be rich. That'll fix it all.

All the conservatives hate each other and don't realise they're the exact same but in like different flavours.

Oh yeah we have auto rickshaws. Look them up. They're so much better than cars I don't get motion sick as easily in them. But the drivers all hate you and never want to take you anywhere.

Eyyyyyyyyyy it's so fucking fun here *drinsk more alcohol* I am so fucking not looking forward to college.

Please someone crowdfund me out of here let's all go chill in Alpha Centauri I've heard it's nice this time of the year.

I will, however, miss the casual live cow pornos. A true highlight.

[I got this peer-reviewed by my friend in India's top law school, just in case, because I'm too drunk and generally dumb. They say I will not be killed. And they've been on Twitter so.]

Irrefutable legal proof y'all. I don't mean to offend anyone except bigots. Fuck you, bigots, if you're not offended then I've disappointed my community.

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angelanderson · 11 months

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I really want an Ellabs x reader fic of fem reader really needing comfort bc she's sad/overwhelmed but she tries to hide it from ellabs but obv they notice smth is off, so they tell her they noticed smth is wrong and she kinda breaks down at that, then they comfort her thru it, listening to her problems or insecurities n'stuff <33 Sorry if it's confusing and/or too long, u dont gotta do it but i'd appreciate it tons <33 (Im totally not self projecting)

ur projecting = supported. 🫢 100% sfw/comfort fic but still no men or minors. type of relationship between them is up to u! this ended up a semi- full length fic oops ? enjoy!

sometimes it just feels too hard. being the newest member in jackson means you feel like you have to prove your worth 24/7. and it’s exhausting, really. abby is just so strong, ellie has the best patrol work, and you? you feel… weak. you (falsely) feel like nothing you’ve done has proven you’re worth the space in jackson.

so when monday rolls around, you tell ellie and abby you have plans with someone else so you can just go home and hide. they don’t question that, why would they? tuesday you tell them you wanna go to bed early. okay, fine. but then it’s wednesday, and they’re starting to get that something is going on with you.

the worry starts to kick in wednesday night after maria tells the two women you asked to go home early, citing that you’re not feeling well. abby all but drags ellie to your tiny place immediately after hearing maria’s words. you always tell each other everything. so why didn’t you now?!

it’s easy to know abby and ellie are knocking at your door simply because of the sheer force of it. five minutes you try to pretend you’re not home. you don’t want them to see you in this state; you’ve been ugly crying for two hours now. however, they don’t give up. it’s not like you could expect anything else from them.

“baby, we know you’re home. let us in, yeah? we’re worried about you,” abby shouts out after another two minutes of knocking.

you respond back with a sickly voice from the sofa, “no, go away. ‘m busy.”

you can just feel the attitude enter ellie’s body now. you know how stubborn she can be. “no, we know you’re lying. i will find a way in if you don’t let us in within the next thirty seconds.”

you know she isn’t joking as you move to open the door. the sight of you upon opening the door is not a pretty one— your face is red, covered in tears. ellie takes a deep breath before she pushes in. she won’t let you shut them out anymore. abby shuts the door before them before heading you back onto the sofa with them. each other is on either side of you within the matter of seconds.

as per usual, abby is the first one to break the silence. “oh, honey, what’s going on? we could’ve helped you sooner if we knew.” the way she sounds sad just makes you feel worse.

insecurities once again bubbling over, you do the only thing you can think of: you try to shove abby away. being significantly stronger than you means it didn’t feel like a single thing. however, abby won’t put up with you lashing out right now. she knows you can be their sweet girl even in the toughest of moments.

ellie watches like a hawk as abby grabs both of your wrists to stop you from trying to push her away again. “just because you’re upset doesn’t mean you can act out. are you going to be the big girl i know you are now? or do i need to keep you here?”

the concerned sternness of her voice makes you whimper in reply. fresh tears leak down your face as you try to find the words to explain. “i- i just don’t think i deserve to be here! everyone, especially you two, carry your weight around here! and what do i do? i’m just a stupid girl working in the bar!”

and, well, neither of them could say they were expecting that response. sure, you were newer to Jackson, but so was everyone at one point. you were also one of the most popular Jackson residents— everyone loves the energy you bring to the bar after a long day of work. so it just makes sense that both women are beyond shocked to realize that this is why you’re so down. how could you not know how loved you are here?

as yet another round of tears starts to fall, you feel abby’s big arms quickly pull you into her chest. your body starts to shake with each inhale as you start to sob into abby’s chest. while ellie rushes to rub your back, abby starts to tilt your head up so you can see her.

“angel, angel, no. let’s take some deep breathes and then we’ll all have a talk, okay?”, abby coos as she wipes away the falling tears.

ellie puts your right hand over abby’s heart when your breathing doesn’t start to slow any. she speaks in the softest voice she can muster up,“deep breaths with me and abby, baby. feel abby’s heart beat. we’re all going to just relax together before anything else.”

two minutes between your favorite people is all it takes to reduce you to just sniffles. you slouch back into your seat once you’ve finally caught your breath. you look up at abby and ellie with wet eyes before letting out a long sigh. no one is sure who should speak first.

ellie decides she’ll be the one to start, “it’s not true, you know? everyone here loves you. helping run the bar is important. you create a space where we can all relax for once. emphasis on the relax part.”

abby grunts in agreement with ellie. “you know ellie’s right, don’t you baby,” abby questions before looking over to ellie, “our favorite girl’s always making everyone feel happy, isn’t she?”

“for real though, you really do play a big part here. you know ellie and i started arguing less when you came around? pretty big deal there, you know. even joel commented on it,” the dirty blonde continues on the conversation.

and that makes you giggle for the first time all day. “even joel? really?” while you knew they had a previous history of more frequent fights, you didn’t know even joel was over it back then too.

“yeah, it’s really true,” abby starts before taking a breath to think about her next words. she exhales, “strength isn’t everything, you know? you add just as much as we do here. creating a space where people can relax while we live on this hell on earth is just as important as what we do. we all do the best here because we are better with each other. our system can’t function without others.”

you’re sure you’d be crying tears of happiness right now if you weren’t so exhausted from all your previous crying. your previous anxieties start to slip away as you start to truly internalize both of their words from today. you are important. you matter here. just like everyone else.

no one is given a chance to speak before you’re pulling ellie and yourself on top of abby. “i love you, i love you, i love you both,” you whisper out. “you’re right. i promise i’ll come talk to you next time i’m feeling down, okay? know you’ll make me say that part next!”

“okay smarty pants, you better. also, we always are, darling. love you the most,” teases ellie before she presses a kiss to the back of your head.

“hey! what if i love you both the most? then what?” you’re sure you can feel ellie roll her eyes as abby whines out playfully.

“okay, okay. how about we all love each other the most? can we just agree so i can drink some water now? my head is killing me.” a major post-crying headache has just started to come on for you.

ellie rolls her eyes playful at both of you. “i’ll get us all some water”, she commands as she walks to your kitchen, “and get comfy with abby. we’ll watch a movie, and yes, you can choose today.”

yay! end note to say ur important and i’m glad ur here + love that we all each add our own special things to this earth 🫂

#ellabs x reader #ellabs #ellie willams x reader #abby anderson x reader #ellie x reader x abby #ellie williams drabble #abby anderson drabble #abby drabbles #ellie drabbles #tlou fluff #abby anderson fluff #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams fic #abby anderson fic #abby anderson x you #ellie williams x you

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rheearchives · 20 days

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I KNOW YOU (c.g) “i understand im not the only one, for you.”

a/n: kinda inspired by i know you by faye webster!!

pairings: carl grimes x fem!reader

c/w: angst, lower case intended, use of y/n, not proof read yet.

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you always had feelings for carl, ever since you guys were kids. when you two first met at the prison, when rick had found you wandering around in the woods near the prison. many cuts and bruises littered across your plush skin. you were so young at the time and he had made sure you were safe. taking you back to the prison, and you and carl clicked almost instantly. or so you thought.

you two had been inseparable for the longest time. doing almost everything together, you would say carl was your “best friend” but you knew you wanted more than that. but you guys were so young and you didn’t want to spoil such a good friendship. so you kept your most feelings to your self.

You're holding me and holding back, I don't really care for that, just you.

until we had made it to alexandria. that “inseparable” bond you two had, was no longer. there is this girl named enid ever since carl met her you felt left behind. it broke your heart just thinking about it, that look carl always used to give you, was the same one he gave her now.

There's a pause between every minute, feelin' like I need something, It's just you

those comics you two read together, he had read with her too. you felt like you were forgotten and replaced. he no longer went to you to tell important things going on with his life, he went to her. he no longer spent any free time he had with you. he didn’t admire you like he did to her.

I know, I know, I know, I know, you, you

though you were more sad and hurt then angry for that matter. after all you two had been through so much together and its hard to accept you had been forgotten so easily. it hurt you to admit it but you knew whatever you and carl could’ve been was long gone.

I'll quiet down if it's what you want, I understand I'm not the only one, for you.

you weren’t willing to give up you twos friendship just yet. it took every bone in your body to muster up the courage to ask him to hangout again. but you did anyway, in hope you could make something work. even if it meant just being friends. as long as you were with him, right?

So tell me what you're looking for, Is it a picture-perfect girl, for you?

you place a few soft knocks on the door, fiddling with your fingers as you wait nervously. your jaw clenched in anticipation as you awaited the opening. when the door finally cracks open lightly, carl peaking through. he stares down at you opening the door a bit more, the smile he had on his face dropping when he sees you. after a few moments of silence you decide to speak. giving him an understanding to why you were here in the first place.

I'm here regardless of the pain.

“Uh- hi carl, i was just wondering if you wanted to hang out? possibly.” you say stumbling over your words his gaze making you more nervous than ever.

“oh..i im busy, y/n. maybe some other time?” he says, as he smiles at you apologetically. but that stupid smile plastered on his face was far from apologetic. though he tried to make it seem like that you could tell he could care less about your presence. he was just making sorry excuses to make you leave and it definitely didn’t go without notice.

Don't ever tell me to go away, from you

“that’s okay, maybe another time, yea.” you say your mouth creating a thin line, nodding your head in agreement. even though you didn’t agree at all. trying your best to reassure yourself that it’ll all be okay. but you didn’t want to fight about it. you were over it at this point and just wanted to cry in that moment.

your heart hurt more than ever, why did you feel this way? it was a pain you couldn’t explain, it felt like something was out of reach. it was something you couldn’t quite grasp but you knew you wanted this feeling to be gone. you knew you wanted just to wake up and this all be a nightmare. all carl does is nod in response, but in the corner of your eye you see something. behind him you could see enid, your heart sunk at the sight.

she was sitting on the couch playing with judith a bright smile on both of their faces. your expression dropping slightly, that unexplainable feeling intensifying. for some reason just seeing her have fun with judith made you envy her so much. back at the prison whenever beth wasn’t watching judith you and carl would watch her. just seeing him do all those things you two used to do with her shattered your heart.

“i’m, im just gonna go now. bye y/n.” carls words pulling you out of your thoughts. you groan at the rather blunt response. him looking at you as he began to shut the door. not even giving you an opportunity to say goodbye back.

“yea, bye.” you mumbled under your breath as the door shut. you feel a lump in your throat grow as you stand there in shock. you felt like you had lost your best friend in the whole world. the only person who ever understood you. you couldn’t get over how quickly you were left behind. you begin to tear up replaying that moment over and over in your head.

all the memories you and carl had together so faint in your mind. you knew you weren’t special or anything but at one point carl made you feel that way. when you were with carl it seemed like all your problems were tossed to the side, well at least it used to. after a while of just standing looking at the shut door, lost in your thoughts completely.

When we're old and have to leave the earth, I'll still remember all I've learned, from you.

you turn around swiftly on your heels leaving the premises of the house no longer wanting to feel like a burden to him or enid anymore. tears streaming down your face as you realize you had lost your whole world. carl was your whole world, but he didn’t think of you the same. well not anymore. but you would like to believe at some point, he did?

maybe in another universe he’d still think of you like that, just not this one.

i understand im not the only one, for you.

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a/n: kay guys i have arose from the dead! 🧟‍♀️ sorry if this is disappointing this is my first angst!! i hope ygs like it anyway 😭

#p1stach1oss ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆#carl grimes x reader #carl grimes #twd #the walking dead #carl grimes angst #carl grimes oneshot #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes fanfiction #twd imagines

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emilykaldwen · 3 months

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Morning

@tremendouswolfsaladranch sent me a prompt for Aegon and Abby lazy married morning. I HAVE FINALLY DELIVERED.

Title: Morning Rating: Explicit (just some satisfying morning sex with an appetizer of eating your sexy wife out as she deserves) Pairing: Aegon x wife!OC (Abrogail Strong) Kinks: we got breeding kink! Word Count: 945

This takes place in the Maiden Verse! Unbeta'd cause I just woke up and we're here for just some morning sex.

Happy Sexy Sunday!

It’s barely light out, the morning light watery as the dark clouds roll in with another promise of rainy weather. The fire has been stoked, blazing warmer and brighter in the large grate, which explains why she hadn’t noticed that the nightshirt she wore, one of Aegon’s, was pushed up half over her breasts so the smooth expanse of her belly was exposed. Her husband’s silver head hovers over her lower stomach and she whimpers when his warm mouth presses gentle, sucking kisses against her skin. Her muscles spasm, a shiver tearing through her and her thighs fall open even more. His chuckle is warm, damp breath sending goosebumps blossoming along her skin with the heated blush.

“Behave,” he warns her, knuckles dragging through where she needs him most, the sound obscene with how aroused she is. He must have been coaxing her awake for Abby to feel this wet already. A yelp escapes her, and a moan follows when Aegon begins to nip his way lower, sharp teeth catching along the delicate skin and nosing into the thatch of red at the apex of her thighs.

“What happens if I don’t?” she sighs, one hand reaching down to sleepily card her fingers through his hair, the other reaching up to fondle her own breast. Aegon’s responding purr is deeper than what he should be allowed to make, those moments of beast bond thrumming through his frame as he fits his shoulders between her thighs.

“As your lord husband, I’ll have to discipline you. Abrogail, I’m sure I’ve made that clear before.” She catches the look in his lilac eyes when he rests his chin upon her cunt, his face fuzzy with stubble that excites her. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re asking for it.”

She moans and shakes her head, biting at her lower lip as she pinches and toys with her right nipple, pretending it’s his thick fingers, his nail scraping along the sensitive bud. “Promise I’m not,” she assures. “I’ve been so very good.”

“Have you-” and Abby cries out, hips arching as Aegon’s tongue darts out to circle the sensitive bud of nerves just as two fingers slip inside, stretching her. Whatever else Aegon said was lost as the buzzing fills her, the sparkle of need and want thrumming through her veins. Fingers tighten in Aegon’s hair, and she feels and hears his moan vibrating through her as her fits his mouth and fucks her slowly, languid and lazy, as if they have all the time in the world.

She had promised him a lie in, and it seemed he’d taken it upon himself to make sure they had it. Fingers curl inside of her just as she curls her own into his hair, and he rubs at the spot that makes her cry and shake, that makes her toes curl against him and feel like her world is shattering around her. The rush of slick he pulls from her is a mess on the bed and over his face and Aegon’s sounds as he shoves his tongue into her to lick up the mess sends her shaking, mouth wet and body hot and writhing against the bed. He pushes her thighs further apart and blearily, Abby looks up at him, licking her lips as he rises.

“Im-impatient,” she manages out and her words are cut off at the feel of his cock pressing inside her. There’s no teasing, no dragging through her, dipping in and out until he has her begging. Aegon’s impatient, slipping inside of her with little resistance and she gasps at the feel of him, the stretch because even after all this time, he takes her by surprise, she’s never prepared for him.

Her favorite, though, is when he crawls up her body, hips rolling into her, to blanket her. She whimpers, “I missed you,” and licks his mouth, licks the essence of her from the fair blonde stubble along his chin, giggles as he growls and claims her mouth as he claims the rest of her. Abby drifts in and out of understanding, she thinks she peaks again, arms wrapped around him as he buries his face into her neck, telling her his secrets, telling her he loves her, telling her how he’s going to fill her up, get her full, get a babe to catch this time. How he’ll never stop fucking her, even as her belly grows big, because the thought of it makes him want her even more.

She peaks a third time before he spills hot inside her, bodies fitted like they were made for each other, the sound of his name and the sound of hers swallowed in their kiss. Her husband is ridiculous, and self-important, he is selfish and not always attentive, but his love for her? His love, she never doubts, his care for her, she does not doubt.

As Aegon’s weight rests on her, her legs wrapped around his hips, keeping her filled, keeping his seed inside so it’ll take, so it will finally take, Abby nuzzles into him and he chuckles softly against her neck.

“Good morning, husband,” she whispers against his damp cheek, sleepy and happy and warm and safe.

“Good morning, wife,” he returns, his voice shy, his cheeks flushed, and his lilac eyes bright and warm when she looks at him.

“You make me happy.” Her chest is warm, and his smile is so bright it might crack his face, like the way the sun cracked open and the dragons came.

Hopefully it’ll take this time. Hopefully their child will have a smile as bright as his. Her bright star.

#hotd fic #hotd smut #hotd fanfic #aegon ii fic #aegon ii targaryen #aegon x oc #aegon x fem!oc #aegon x original character #aegon ii targaryen x original female character #aegon targaryen x oc #aegon ii targaryen x fem!oc #aegon ii targaryen x oc #aegon ii targaryen fanfic #my fics #oc: abrogail strong #aegon x abby #otp: do not go far from me

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phantaloon · 5 months

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okay okay im finally finished with both eps and here's my genuine opinion

the cast is 10/10, every single one of these kids knows exactly what they're doing and WHO they are, i can't imagine anyone playing each character better than them

the slight change in Sally and gabe's dynamic gave me a bit of whiplash at first, but the second time watching it, i kinda really dig it better than the books

the way they're portraying percy's feelings of inadequacy and the whole "i know I'm broken, i don't need you to make up stories for me"? fucking devastating, but it fits so fucking well (i can't remember if this is shown as deeply as it's shown here)

sally jackson is the most badass mfer and i fucking love her she is the godly parent fuck poseidon

it's been said before but sally calling percy perseus when she wants him to listen >>>

LOVED how they gave us the impression of percy having riptide while facing the minotaur, only for them to take it away (not really but percy didn't know that) and having percy face the minotaur book style rather than movie style

ANNABETH SAYING PERCY MUST BE THE ONE I SCREAMED

i am fucking loving the way they're doing percy's rage, like maybe it's bc i don't remember it as clearly in the books, but it's so raw, and walker does an amazing job portraying it, but the whole part where he offers food (a thing meant to be for gods) to SALLY, king behavior fr, and that monolog about making his father see them?? actual goosebumps

leah does such an amazing job portraying annabeth's indifference and apparent arrogance, i can't explain how much i love her, like she does it so subtly, it's just little gestures, but she IS annabeth chase (this felt especially cooler after seeing her in interviews, where she's actually really shy irl)

im not going to lie here, and like im sure it was done on purpose anyway, but i am feeling it kinda rushed, and I get it really! they won't waste time in the many chapters spent during camp introducing the world to us, when they've got few episodes, and the whole quest to showcase instead, but like, i would have loved to see percy training with luke (and besting him) and annabeth showing percy around camp (second time we've missed that) and idk just some fun little details, but like i said, i understand why they HAD to rush the intro, so I'm not upset about it or disappointed, just smth to notice

having said that, i really did love the bit of luke guiding percy through several activities trying to figure out his "calling", the callback to percy's horrible archery skills is 10/10

annabeth's yankees cap is fr a yankees cap and im crying

i nearly forgot, but im loving the nightmare sequences, i love how they're keeping the "voice" so faceless and shapeless, but just a light in the darkness of a nightmare, and really it's a great figure, bc a light in a nightmare is usually a good thing, it's the thing you run towards, and it's usually smth that helps you, but here, the light in the darkness is anything but good (quite literally) and he literally taunts percy, and fuels his fear and bitterness, and ugh I love it

the whole capture the flag sequence is 10/10 as well, i can't explain how much this healed me, just like annabeth leaving percy to be bored to death on his own, when she was right there, the transition between luke's "percy's got this" and percy doing the fucking floss dance? cinematic masterpiece, and like the fight sequence was really well done and crafted much much better than many others that rely on slow mo or weird angles, like the fight with clarisse and her spear was gold

dior's scream as percy breaks clarisse's spear alone deserves an emmy

leah portrays annabeth so effortlessly and naturally, I've said it before but i love her

i got like 10 seconds of annabeth interacting with percy and i can already see them together forever ahdjdj

overall 10/10 will rewatch again and again and again bc I'm in fucking love even if it does feel a bit rushed at times and there was the same lack of the hellhound as the movie

#pjo #pjo show #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv show #pjo tv series

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rainstops · 7 months

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pen meets paper, head meets pillow

alhaitham x gn!reader

summary: you overwork yourself, but you really had to get a good grade on this test. clearly alhaitham cared more about your wellbeing than you did yourself.

a/n: based on true events!! minus the fact that i have a boyfriend to take care of me

It was late, yet you were unsure of how late exactly. not like it mattered to you anyways. all that mattered was that test tomorrow.

being a student, has often left you feeling dumb. especially around most of your friends who immediately understood any topic. your grades were average at best, and you could not let them drop by any chance. sure you were good at a lot of things, that a lot of people were not good at, but why could you just not get better grades? no matter how hard you tried, how much you believed you finally understood the current topic on hand, you were never pleasently surprised.

thats why you were grateful for your boyfriend. even if sometimes, people made you feel stupid, alhaitham has never made you feel that way. quite the oposite - whenever you needed it, he was more than happy to help you and explain anything you needed to know.

he was just in the room right next to yours, but you couldnt ask him for help. it was the middle of the night and he was sleeping.

just a little more you thought.

just another hour or two and then-

"hey why arent you in bed", alhaitham was standing behind you, hair messy and a sleepy yet concerned expression resting on his face. seeing alhaitham worries or concerned, was pretty new to you. sure sometimes he was worried about things, but never did he really let it show.

"i have a test tomorrow", you replied, as if that explained why you were disregarding how tired your brain and your body were. you were neglecting your health, and alhaitham seemed to be more aware of it than you were. "so? you need to sleep [name]. a test isnt nearly as important as your health", alhaitham looked down at what you were writing. papers were spread all over your desk, messy notes, graphs, pictures and at least two books. or maybe three. you couldnt really tell under the mess.

but alhaitham realy grew concerned when he saw your face. your eyes were sleepy as never before, and as equally teary. why you were crying, you didnt even know yourself. maybe it was because you were tired, or maybe because you didnt really understand the topic.

without another word alhaitham started cleaning up your desk, collecting the papers and put them into a neat pile on the side of your desk.

"hey- wait im not done-", alhaitham did in fact not stop. he continued closing the books and collecting all the pencils you had used.

as much as you wanted to protest, as much as you wanted to tell him that you needed to study more, you knew he wouldnt hear it. and surely you were also too tired to actually do anything against it.

"alhaitham i cant fail this test, i need to get at least a C. if i dont-"

"if you dont go to sleep youre not going to get even a C, because your brain wont have enough rest, and youre not going to get a good grade no matter how much you study", alhaitham didnt want to hear what you were going to say. maybe if he wouldnt have cut you off, he wouldve never heard the end of it.

"come on, go to sleep", reluctantly, you got up from your chair, and alhaitham took you by the hand, to lead you to your bedroom.

when he turned to look at you, you were rubbing your sleepy eyes. even when you were tired, you were just so cute, alhaithams heart skipped a beat. and he was so glad he was there - he didnt even dare to think how many times you had put yourself through this while he wasnt there.

you layed down on your soft bed, and under the cold sheets, but alhaithams warm body made up for the weird feeling off the cold against your skin. his arms wrapped around your waist, and he somewhat burried his face in your shoulder.

a few minutes had passed, in comfortable silence and just listening to each others soft breaths and heartbeats.

"[name], please dont overwork yourself like that. its not good for you", you were already asleep when he said that.

a/n: storytime,, today i collapsed in school because i overworked myself for a test... i fucked up the test anyways...

#rainstops #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham

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b4tasquad · 10 months

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CRYING: AJ SHABEEL

Authors note: here is the fic I’ve been talking about for the past 3 days😭 I hope it reached your expectations and wasn’t a let down!

Warnings: toxic boyfriend, smut, literally pure filth ( 18+) minors dni

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There was no way this was happening right now. How you and your boyfriend had gone from loving each other to absolutely despising the other in less than 30 minutes was a mystery to you. You were having such a great time, and Aj had to ruin it. Fucking bitch.

It all started the second you walked out of the house. Hand in hand, you and your boyfriend were making your way to the car parked a little distance away. Aj was telling you some out-of-pocket joke and you were laughing your ass off, always finding the guy so fucking funny.

That was till your neighbor, Noah called for your attention. You had with a wide grin freed your hand from Aj’s and walked up to the blonde, hugging him swiftly. A conversation between the two of you was then brought up, and for a solid 10 minutes, you just talked. Aj didn’t look too pleased with it. Actually, he looked as if Noah had snatched his food from his grasp, leaving him starving and with bare hands.

The look being thrown from the curly-haired boy was piercing, and at some point, you were wondering why Noah wasn’t 6 feet under. You tried your best to include your boyfriend, saying stuff like “Oh Aj likes doing that too.” or “Did you know my boyfriend-“ but every time, he would dodge the outreached hand and look away. With quick nods and small words, he managed to exclude himself from the conversation for the most part.

You were a little thrown off guard, but since your boyfriend was awkward around new people you thought it was just that. But now you realised that wasn’t the case.

“And he was looking at you!”

“We were having a conversation, of course, he was looking at me.”

“And then you guys just ignored me”

“You refused to contribute to the conversation, Aj. How the fuck did we ignore you?”

The car ride had gone like that. The second you bid your friend goodbye and got in the car, Aj had given you a piece of his mind. At first, you tried to remain calm and just explain the situation to him. Nothing was going on with you and your neighbor, and the two of you were simply friends.

Aj didn’t get it, too green with jealousy to be logical. You hated when he got like this, it made him unnaturally cold and neglecting, something you hated coming from him of all people.

His hands are tight around the steering wheel, and you’re sure he’s doing that to stop himself from speeding. No matter how mad he was, Aj would never put you in harm's way.

“Why are you so close to him? Hugging him and shit.” He shoots a quick look your way but tries to not divert his attention too much away from the road before he’s reached your destination. Pretty last minute, the guys had decided to host a birthday gathering for Kenny, one of your friends. His birthday was coming up, and with the big party that had been thrown for Niko a few weeks ago, it was only fair.

Since Kenny was such a party person, and loved a good time, it was decided that Filly, who was very much like him in that sense, decided the place. Of course, had he chosen his own home.

There was no such place as Filly’s.

What you usually saw as a short drive had doubled and time was moving slowly. Either that or Aj had decided to drive slower so he could argue more before getting there.

“Because we’re friends.” You answer his question, huffing a breath of annoyance. The last thing you wanted to do looking this fucking good was argue with your jealous boyfriend. “Im sure you hug your girlfriends all the time.”

“False, I don’t have girlfriends.” And as much as you hated to admit it, Aj was right. You had told him early in the relationship that you didn’t care if he had friends of the opposite gender: you were confident in both yourself and your relationship and therefore didn’t feel bothered by it. For some reason tho, he had refused, claiming he didn’t need anyone else than you.

“Don’t need them, you’re my best friend and girlfriend.” He had told you simply.

At your silence, Aj continues. “And the way he was talking about his mum and sister? We don’t fucking care what they’re doing for spring break in us.” You didn’t know if he was talking to you or simply ranting to himself, but you let him get it off his chest. “Why does he feel so comfortable talking to you like he’s over for dinner every weekend.”

Now things are bound to turn even more awkward. Slowly, you look away from him, inching closer to the window and further from him. Aj’s brows furrow in confusion at your actions, till it finally clicks. “You invited him over?!”

“Aj listen.” God help you now because there was no way he would like anything you told him after ‘yes’ you could tell him Noah had been in the apartment for no more than 2 seconds, and Aj would still be as mad. The best approach was probably just being truthful. “He’s been over once for coffee.”

“Coffe, huh.” Your boyfriend chuckles. His hand that would usually be placed on your thigh shakes with anger around the steering wheel, and he shifts in his seat multiple times. “Just a cover-up for fucking.”

“What?” Aj must’ve gone mad to even suggest something like that. How could he even think that, let alone say it out loud? “What the fuck is wrong with you!”

“What the fuck is wrong with me- what the fuck is wrong with you? Inviting hoes over.”

“Hoes.” You imitate his chuckle from a minute ago. “Are you even listening to yourself? He’s my neighbor, we talked.”

As he pulls up to Filly’s place, Aj just rolls his eyes, disregarding your words completely. “Talked, yeah sure.”

“You’re being so fucking unreasonable right now.” You tried to be understanding at first, knowing he got jealous fast, but now? Fuck being understanding, you had a right to be furious. “It’s like you want us to fight.”

I don’t was what a part of him wanted to reply with. The part of him that had sense to him and saw the fact that he might’ve been overreacting. But Aj Shabeel was a stubborn motherfucker, and he would rather drink bleach than be soft for a second.

“We wouldn’t be fighting if your boy wasn’t making mad moves.” Your hope to resolve this and walk into the party together was long gone, and now you turned away from him, arms crossed. At your lack of response, your boyfriend continued. “And the way he complimented your outfit?”

Just before you had said goodbye and right before Aj had dragged you to the car, Noah had uttered 4 words that made Aj lose his mind completely. You look so good. It had been said with a faint smirk and a look across your body, but you were oblivious to it.

Aj wasn’t.

“As he should.”

At your words, Aj genuinely looks at you weirdly, as if he was trying to figure out what the fuck was wrong with you. During the fight, he had mugged, side-eyed, and deadpanned at you, but this was new. Aj was looking at you like he wanted to take you right there and then.

“What?”

He’s heard you. Aj’s asking to see if you back out or not, and even you aren’t sure. You know for a fact that if you take it back the two of you will fight it out and be good in a few minutes, but if you stand by your words on the other hand. It can only go one way.

“As he should.” You repeat, confidence laced with every word. It’s mostly fake because the stare Aj’s giving you makes your skin crawl, and legs close shut. But even with the slight fear of what he’d do to you later, you wanted to bask in the control you had right now. “I do look fucking fine, and I’m glad he thinks so.”

You’re not. You couldn’t give less of a fuck about what Noah thought, but right now, acting like you did was a great way of pissing off your boyfriend and that’s exactly what you wanted.

“Why the fuck would you be glad he thinks so?” The two of you have minutes ago parked and are simply going back and forth in the dark car, the tinted windows luckily giving you some privacy. “And you wonder why I’m jealous? Because you say shit like this, y/n!”

“I’ll give you something to be fucking jealous of.”

Aj hears your words and with frantic eyes watches as you exit the car and walk up to his friend’s front door by yourself. The words don’t fully register till you’re about to enter.

“What the fuck’s that supposed to mean?!”

The party’s been going on for hours and had long ago turned crazy. Almost everyone was drinking which made the atmosphere a messy one, with people doing everything everywhere. There were a few people who weren’t drinking, some for religious reasons, and you were happy seeing as you could spend time with them instead of the drunk participants. You had never been too big on drinking, and when you got together with Aj who didn’t drink, you respected it seeing as it was really important to him. He never asked you to, but as his girlfriend, you tried to be as supportive as you could.

And he definitely came before any alcoholic beverage could.

Aj hung around his best friend mostly, switching between joking around with all of them. The group tried to do the most for Kenny, singing to him, giving him everything, and the birthday boy genuinely seemed to appreciate it. His smile never faltered, and as his friend you were happy, he was enjoying himself.

You tried to ignore the lust-filled glances that had been thrown in your direction all night. Aj was not subtle in the slightest, and you wondered if he was trying to hide the fact that he wanted you to take him full.

Still mad from his words tho, you completely shrugged off his effort to get your attention. If he wanted you as bad as he looked to do, he would have to do something. He had been doing good and managed to keep himself from you for the most part. It wasn’t until, around 1 am when the party had slightly quieted down, Aj had cracked.

You had been sitting down with a few of your mutual friends, chatting when he had rushed up to you, claiming to need you for something. Acting clueless, you nodded, following him. Sure, you were mad, but not a fucking dumbass.

Rather be mad with his dick down your throat than just being mad?

He leads you through the familiar turns through the house swiftly greeting people he knew. His footsteps were rushed and had he not been gripping so tightly on your hands, you were sure you would have lost him seconds ago.

The moment you reach a room at the far end of the place, Aj almost pushes the two of you in, closing and locking the door behind him. There’s no one in there and once he’s made sure of that, his lips attach to yours in an ardent kiss.

You knew it was coming, yet it felt so surprising to have his tongue swipe over your bottom lip or his lip laying uneven kisses at the corner of your mouth. Even with how unbelievably mad you are at him, your body reacts to him in ways you can’t excuse, and once again have you succumbed to the temptation that is a taste of Aj.

Empty-minded, you move your lips against his, letting him feel across your body with his exploring hands. It isn’t until Aj pushes you against the bed and hovers over your frame you’re suddenly aware of your position.

“Nah.” You shake your head, sneaking out of his grip and leaving him to groan against the bed. “We’re not doing this, Aj.”

The Somali groans once again. “Why not?”

“Why not?” You repeat his question, furiously. “You accused me of cheating not even 3 hours ago, and now you suddenly want to fuck? It doesn’t work like that!”

Your boyfriend rubs his face, probably realizing that he had fucked up massively by suggesting something like that. He did not believe that you could ever cheat on him, but in his angered state words spewed out of his mouth faster than he could choose them in his head.

“Baby.” He calls, sitting up and pulling you to stand in between his open legs. You say nothing as he traces shapes on the exposed part of your body. “I didn’t mean that. I know you would never cheat, trust me I do.”

You just roll your eyes. “Shut up.” You’re annoyed, no question there, but you were also so fucking horny, and your boyfriend looked too good to not have him right now. Instead of waiting till he stops talking, you make him. By pressing a hard kiss against his mouth, and straddling his waist, you successfully silence him.

He takes matters into his own hands, leaving your mouth to trail kisses down your neck and to your cleavage. You can’t help but lean into his touch, head falling back in pleasure. With Aj’s hands on your hip, he grips your body and pulls you closer to him.

“I’ll give you something to be fucking jealous of.” At him repeating the words you had told him earlier you sigh, knowing he wasn’t going to let it go, and your accusation is quickly proven right. He helps you pull off your top, leaving you in your bra before switching positions with you. “I’ll make you pay for those words, baby.”

An involuntary whimper leaves your mouth as he leaves an open-mouthed kiss behind your ear before leaving your skin sensitive in the cold air. You don’t have to miss his touch for long because before you know it, your boyfriend’s kissing a trail down the valley of your breast and further down your stomach.

As he reaches your clothed core, Aj’s fast to pull off any article of clothing, leaving your body vulnerable. The cold air in contrast to your scorching hot body makes you beg for Aj to return and give you some of his warmth. But there was no way he was doing that without some teasing, and you knew that.

“You need me so bad?” It’s not a question, more of a statement he wants you to agree with. And without missing a beat, you do.

“Yeah, I need you Aj, so much.”

He chuckles, and you’re sure his ego is at an all-time high with the way you’re whimpering as his hands roam your naked body. Feeling exposed, you make quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and kissing him like he had done to you minutes earlier. Aj sighs, falling into the pleasure you’re handing him.

“Need your lips-“ he starts to say before a groan of his own interrupts him as your hand meets his hard bulge in his underwear. You palm him, gaining sound after sound. At some point, Aj’s so fucked up he lays down, letting you do the work. Pulling down his pants and underwear, you make him sit up. Getting on your knees on the carpeted floor you give his tip a teasing kitten lick. Instantly, Aj wraps his hand around your hair, forcing you to take all of him at once.

The force of him hitting the back of your throat makes you gag, but Aj doesn’t pay any mind to your struggles. He’s a menace with the way he both thrusts into you but also tugs your hair precisely where he wants you. Aj’s mercilessly face fucking you, and you hate the fact that you love it.

It’s impossible to keep all of him in your mouth at once, so what you can’t your hands will have to do.

Aj’s a groaning mess as you continue to suck his off so beautifully. Tears pickle the corners of your eyes, and once he notices Aj pounds into you even harder than before. He comes undone with quivering legs and a lip between his teeth. You swallow every bit of what he’s shot into your mouth unannounced, knowing it would drive him crazy.

And you’re right. The second Aj sees his cum disappear down your tongue and you swallow it all, he’s on again. Not giving you a second to breathe or collect yourself, he pushes you onto the bed. You’ve just hit the mattress when he slips two long fingers into you, stretching you out like only he could.

“Aj.” You moan, eyes rolling to the back of your head as his speed is impossible to keep up with. He hasn’t even fucked you properly and you’re already on the verge of passing out.

“You’re such a fucking brat.” He says, voice coming out in heavy pants. “Flirting with your neighbor and expecting me to be okay with it? Fuck no.”

His fingers are experienced and with the way your legs are shaking around his hand, you’re surely about to come soon. Aj notices because the second you’re about to utter the words, he presses his lips against yours, drowning out your sounds.

Your breaths are heavy and uneven when Aj pulls his fingers out of you. He hadn’t noticed til then that you had tears streaming down your face, but once he does, oh my fucking God.

There was nothing that could explain the pleasure that coursed through his body and straight to his cock.

“You’re crying.” He groans. “Fuck, I need you.”

You shake your head, the feeling of your first orgasm still being too fresh to move onto the second you knew Aj would provide you with. He nods in encouragement, kissing you deeply once more. “Take it.”

With no time to brace yourself, Aj pounds into you at an illicit pace. The moan that erupts from your throat could be classified as pornographic, and had the music downstairs not been on full blast you were sure everyone would’ve heard how good Aj was doing you.

Usually, he would wait for some sort of signal to continue, but now there’s none of that. He pushes himself deeper and deeper for each thrust and by the time he’s fully into you, more tears are falling down your face. You’re a moaning, shaking, and crying mess under Aj and he seems turned on by it.

With his ruthless actions, you don’t even notice him press a finger to your sensitive clit til it all gets too much and you’ve reached the highest you’ve been all night.

“Fuck” you repeat over and over again, as he works you through your high.

Aj’s groaning at the feeling of you coming undone around him and after a few half thrusts he’s slipping out of you and spilling all over your exposed stomach.

He’s quick to clean you and himself up, knowing he would fall asleep if he didn’t do it right away. After he tiredly lays in the bed beside you, pulling your body into him. You make a move to pull away from his grip, still feeling a little annoyed by your argument earlier. Aj doesn’t care tho.

“Are you really going to act mad after crying because I fucked you so good?” He mockingly whispers into your ear.

“Just shut the fuck up.” You groan lifting your head to lay in the crook of his welcoming neck.

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artful-aries · 11 months

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Hiii again :D how are you doing? ,-, i hope you're doing well!!!!

My school finally ended and im free- so i was wondering if i can request for some hcs if your okay with it :>

Ive been having this idea for awhile now so, how about Xiao, Zhongli and Cyno with a s/o who avoids conflict? Like, whenever a conversation is slowly heading towards an argument they'll try to end it quickly and whenever a fight is going on they suddenly go quiet due to past traumas

Its up to you whether you wanna write it or not, but make sure to not overwork yourself and thanks for your time :] <3

I’m glad you’re out on break!! I have unfortunately been working my ass off for a promotion that should be finalized in the oncoming weeks, so needless to say I’ve been busy. At any rate, I hope you enjoy! This could be read as platonic if you squint

How They Are With An Argument Avoidant S/O (Xiao, Zhongli, Cyno)

Xiao

If you end an argument before it starts, it will actually take Xiao a little while before he notices the behavior. He thinks that you just finally understand his point and agree with him, rather than just saying whatever will stop the argument from escalating

Socializing isn’t his forte, so picking up on human social cues is quite a task for him. He can tell you’re nervous, that much is obvious by the way your breathing picks up, the way your eyes can’t seem to stay on him for too long, and your heart will be beating slightly harder. He knows this, yet he’s not sure exactly why, and can’t connect the dots. You’ve been nervous around him before and told him it was just because of your attraction to him, so when he notices these things he thinks it’s the same as what you told him before

It’s not until the day you aren’t quick enough to end the argument, when his tone gets sharper with you and you go silent that he discovers the issue in the first place

Even though Xiao knows something is wrong, he has the misfortune of not knowing how to be tactful about it. He will likely just bluntly ask you why you’re quiet, his tone neither gentle or comforting

Obviously, this makes the situation worse, and he’s confused as to why you seem to clam up even more, or in the event that he actually makes you cry, he’s extremely shocked

He’ll stay still as a statue, staring you down like his life depended on it as he tries to think about what he knows of humans to explain why you’re suddenly behaving this way. The fact that he can’t figure it out stresses him, which inadvertently makes him glare at you

If you keep trying to brush this aside and act like everything is fine Xiao will get very irritated with you. Why are you lying to him, and to his face no less?

At the sight of your tears he will do one of two things; either he will leave immediately, or will straight up ask you if you’re afraid of him. Most of the time he will go with the first option, as he often sees himself as some tainted beast with his karmic debt, but under the right circumstances he will feel the compulsion to ask, even though he’s afraid of how you might answer

If you say that you’re scared of him it’ll break his heart, and he will remain stony faced as he simply nods and leaves. If you reassure him that you aren’t scared of him, he will be very relieved, but won’t show it other than a slight tension leaving his shoulders

Xiao isn’t going to dig in much further on your feelings unless you volunteer the information, but he will try to find a way to get you to relax, whether that’s awkwardly asking if you want to share almond tofu with him, or giving you a slightly hard pat to your head to give you comfort

He might not completely understand your reaction, but he does have enough sense to connect the dots and tries not to raise his voice or sound too mean during arguments. Xiao isn’t always successful, but the attempt is there

Zhongli

After millennia of watching humans, the former Archon is pretty observant when it comes to reading subtle emotions and changes in demeanor of people, and you are certainly no exception

With the first few arguments that you go out of your way to deescalate, Zhongli will quietly let you do so, but don’t think for a second that he doesn’t know what you’re doing.

He wants to give you the chance to work your way out of this habit on your own. Humans are capable of so much growth and change in such a short amount of time, and he doesn’t want to feel like he is meddling with that. To him, it’s preferable that you come into your own and develop beyond this habit you have clung to for who knows how long

As long as the arguments aren’t serious, he will continue to let you fall back into your habit, waiting on you to feel comfortable enough to have a normal disagreement with him rather than backing down at the first sign of conflict. It’s only when he feels very strongly about the discussion that he’s trying to have with you that he will confront you on your behavior

Even when arguing he’s never been one to raise his voice or seem threatening, but when you once again try to take the easy way out he will fix you with a stern gaze and ask you why you always seem to shy away from tough discussions with him

If his intensity seems to intimidate you, he’ll softly sigh and ask you to join him for tea, but if it gets you to open up about why you don’t like arguing his expression will soften, and he will pull you into a hug if you’ll let him

Whichever route is taken, he is sure to reiterate that you are completely safe with him, and that no harm will come to you so long as he is alive. Zhongli isn’t naive enough to think that this will solve the problem, but he knows you need to hear it nonetheless

Be prepared to be sat down for a long, extensive talk with him. He’ll make sure it doesn’t sound like he is lecturing you, but it’s important to him that you feel comfortable in this relationship to argue with him. As he will so eloquently put it, “What is a canyon without the river to erode it?”

Zhongli desperately wants you to see arguments as something as inevitable yet mundane as a rolling thunderstorm, and not something cataclysmic like a typhoon. They are a natural part of interpersonal relationships, and he doesn’t want you to fear that form of intimacy with him

He will be one to effectively communicate and help you overcome your aversion to more tense discussions, gently getting you out of your comfort zone until one day you find yourself not feeling dizzy at the sight of his brows that are furrowed at you, you don’t feel ill when Zhongli frowns disapprovingly at what you said. Before you had even realized it, arguing with him just felt like arguing with an extension of yourself

He won’t say anything when he sees how much you’ve changed, but when he watches you argue with him there’s a light in his eyes that wasn’t there before. He’s proud of you.

Cyno

He’s one who is aware of how he could come across before he even knows of your aversion to arguments. Despite how serious he gets with work, he always does his best to not take that energy home with him, but some of that is bound to bleed over eventually

He might write off your dismissive, avoidant behavior the first time, but come the second time when you once again keep your head down and just mumble words of appeasement he will not have it

Cyno will cross his arms across his chest, and flatly ask why you seem to just be agreeing with whatever he says like he’s your boss. He loathes the thought of you behaving like everyone else in the Akademiya. He wants to just be Cyno to you, not the General Mahamatra

When his sternness seems to put you more on edge, he will attempt to make a pun about whatever it was that you were arguing about in an attempt to get you to at least relax a little. If it works, he will be relieved and ask you to not be afraid of sharing your thoughts even if they oppose his own

If making a joke seems like poor timing or if it doesn’t get a smile or laugh out of you, Cyno will frown a little and study you intently, trying to figure out how to approach this sensitive subject. In the end, he’ll settle on asking you if you want him to leave you alone for a while or if you want to have a discussion

Even if it hurts his feelings a little to leave you alone, he won’t show it as he’ll give a silent nod and stay out of your way for a couple of hours before checking back in on you. Though he would prefer to discuss things immediately, he loves you too much to push you

When it comes time to sit down and talk with you, only one question burns in his mind: Why did you seem to be scared of him? Regardless of what you tell him, he will listen without interjection, and will make sure to keep any emotions under control while you express your feelings

Whether it is his fault or not, Cyno can’t help but feel guilty. Perhaps if he didn’t come across so seriously most of the time, then maybe you wouldn’t have felt this way about arguing with him. He’s not one to dwell on his regrets, and will immediately ask what he can do to make things better for you

Your wish is his command, and whatever you suggest Cyno will make sure he fulfills it the next time you two have an argument. The last thing he wants is to instill fear into you, and will do absolutely anything to keep you from feeling uncomfortable or afraid

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #reader insert #genshin imagine #genshin impact headcanons #cyno #cyno x reader #Zhongli #zhongli x reader #xiao #xiao x reader

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starry-eyed-killerx · 6 days

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OKAY THIS STARTED OUT AS A SMALL POEM BUT GREW

TRIGGER WARNINGS TALK OF DEATH SUICIDE AND IMPLICATIONS OF SA

Momma,

Im not sure how death works so i dont know if you can see or hear this as i read it aloud as i type

Its almost August again, my least favorite month

It will be nine years

My how has it been that long?

I still look around for you anytime i hear someone say “seashell” thinking youve come back and its all some sort of sick joke and your calling out to me so i can return to your arms

Like the time you put fake roaches on my pillow when i was six and i cryed

Just much worse of a joke

This october ill be 22,

Can you believe it Momma?

The last time you saw me i wasnt even 13 yet

You missed it

Youve missed a lot

Me being a teenager

My first kiss

Heartbreak

Me getting into all advanced classes after panicking all summer thinking i wasnt smart enough for it

My graduation

Momma you missed my graduation, you promised,

You missed the tears from my diagnosis and learning the fact ill never be a momma

Eventualy youll miss a wedding

But thats just me…. What about the baby girl you left behind at only 2?

Does she remember? Does she even know you? I cant ask her these things because when i lost you i lost her too

She lives with her father now……. I know shes just turned 11 two days ago….

She shouldnt have to live with that man

Not after what he did

But i was only twelve when you left i couldnt fight for custody

Even if i did raise her as my own at ten years old because you were too sick

The court wouldnt understand

But im getting off topic

The older i get the more i understand how sick you really were

I get some of the same thoughts you used too

Momma let me tell you it is fucking hard, youre stronger than i gave you credit for when i was ten,

You tried to talk to me, you tried to explain but as the oldest daughter i was still to young to be my mothers therapist.

And i was angry, at you, myself but most importantly HIM

I had immense pain of my own so i didnt think about you hurting because of it too

All i could do was ask

“Momma why didnt you ever stop him it hurts”

And i couldnt understand that he hurt you too

I forgive you

I forgive that i had to raise my 2 little sisters till i moved in with my father and sister and lost one of them to her terrible father

Am i saying my father is any better? NO but he would never do what her father did.

I forgive you for not stopping him

And momma i forgive you for leaving us

The day i walked in to that apartment and found you in that kitchen with a knife in your chest

I never thought i would say that

I miss you, and i might not understand fully what your illness was like but my own gives me glimpses

But ill contine you to learn from your story

Be stronger than the thoughts

And forgive

And momma?

I forgive HIM

Not for him but for you, and for my heart

You always told me i dont have a hateful heart

Youre right….. I have a murderous one

But he isnt worth my thoughts or my rage not anymore

Oh and momma?

I know you and me both didnt say it much when you were alive….

I love you ~ Your oldest daughter

Forever your Sea Shell

@gardenofrunar

you said you wanted to read it there ya go

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denningsjawbreaker · 9 months

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KNITTING ERA ?!?!

by: denningsjawbreaker

summary: soft!demetri teachers reader how to knit but *sighs*

for: @volturi-stuff

INT. VOLTURI CASTLE

" Demetri this is literally so hard...I'm stupid I can't fucking figure this shit out " you complain to your smug ass boyfriend who decided it be best to spend time by knitting.

This motherfucker continued to smirk as he sits on the bed y'all shared and is almost done knitting a whole sweater. You blinked at and lips parted and you cross your arms .

" that's totally unfair ... why can't we just sit down relax and watch teen wolf ? " you whine and wrap yourself around the blanket he made for you three days ago.

Demetri looks down at you and puts the finished beanie on your head and kisses your lips and your forehead.

" because doing these things with you makes me happy....I love making things with you..and for you darling. you mean so much to me and I do sincerely apologize if this isn't up to your liking , but knitting is my comfort and so are you. Which is why I decided to combine them both . " he says softly and strokes ur cheek and puts his knitting gear to the side .

Now you feel bad because why the fuck would he explain so sweetly. You can't help but smile at him. The way he is with his words. In these moments , you can't believe you have the most flirtatious casanova of the vampire world at your feet turning into this gentleman you cant help but love so much.

" METRI.....stoppp you really feel that way about me ? Im actually gonna fucking cry. THAT is literally the most nicest thing anyone has said to me . You are my miracle and my comfort too. You make me feel so beautiful and confident in myself. You make me the most happiest girl ever . I'm glad you are my mate and I met you. " you say through tears and wrap your arms around your big man .

Demetri smiles and his undead heart flutters a bit at your answer. He feels himself at peace in the centuries he has been alive. Besides Felix, you are his family. You are his perfect match and his soulmate . He never saw love the same after what he went through but you taught him that giving it a second chance isn't something to hide from.

" I love you so much amore . You are my everything and my life. If I had my heart in my hand , I'm sure it would be alive again " he says and kisses you deeply and strokes your hair softly. You smile in his arms and he wraps the blanket he made around y'all and he puts on the TV in the room and goes to search and looks at you.

" It's Teen Wolf right? " he says with his eyebrow up and you give him a nod with a smile and squeal.

" I can't wait to see Issac...he is so fine oh my god " you tell him .

He pouts playfully and looks at you with child like eyes.

" I'm hotter than that mutt...right ?!" He asks you as you press on Season 2.

You roll your eyes playfully and kiss his cheek with a chuckle.

" Oh my heavens Demetrius , don't be jealous he is just my TV crush don't worry . You know I love you so so much " you kiss him everywhere and he smirks and has his arm around you.

" Yeah that's true....but I love you more my darling dove " he smiles wide as the theme song starts to play and he looks over again at the TV then at you.

" so maybe we can make teen wolf beanies ?"

" OH MY GOSH YES ! BUT you definitely have to make it cause I don't trust myself with knitting "

" don't worry I got you my darling "

Both You and Demetri are now lost in the each other's love and can't help the happiness that radiates surrounding you. You both were the sun to each other's darkness. If the evil leaks in, it's positively true that love will overpower it. Demetri loves you so much and you love Demetri.

is anything more important than that ?

#demetri volturi #demetri volturi imagine #volturi #volturi imagine #demetri volturi x reader #charlie bewley #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #twilight oneshot #explore #fluff #software #soft reader #vampire

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nohoney · 10 months

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k im in desperate need of tooth rotting comfort in the c&c universe T^T

i just got over a really bad migraine so tooth rotting comfort is definitely the vibe ( = ⩊ = )

“Deep breaths, you’re doing good doll.” Touya murmurs gently, holding you against his chest as he feels your body slowly inflate and deflate as you take slow breaths. He’s stood in his spot in the kitchen for the last five minutes since you returned home, not moving until you were ready to do so.

It’s normal to have some off days where you don’t feel your best, but even a bad case of unexplained anxiety could happen to anyone. Usually you carry yourself well, even through some tougher times, so when you experience the days that you don’t feel able to handle your own emotions, it’s often upsetting for yourself. It partly hurts your pride to feel so weak and it took extra effort in the early days of the relationship to rely on one another during the bad mental health days.

You melt against Touya’s body and the uncomfortable feeling in your gut slowly works it’s way up. It spreads through your body and the sudden weight of finally letting go makes you cry. His arms hold you tighter, the smell of cigarettes is a comfort to you in these times and you just want to hold on tightly to him.

Touya’s not the greatest at comforting words. He’s better at putting his foot down when he needs to and being a little bit snarky when it comes to other people. Most of his comfort is through actions. Tight embraces and small acts of service are what get you through these rough moments. Because you can’t explain why you have anxiety, you can only feel it and let it out.

“C’mon, let’s have a smoke.”

You nod against him, wiping away your tears and following behind wordlessly.

One cigarette to share.

The two of you stand outside the balcony together, Touya holding you from behind and waiting for his turn for whenever you pass the smoke back to him. The nicotine is comforting and he likes the way the smell melds with your floral perfume.

The butt of it is stubbed out in the ashtray and he heads back inside with you.

Whenever you have these off days, you’re clingier than usual. You hang onto Touya like a sloth whether it be in the shower or when he’s stirring ramen in a pot for a lazy dinner. And when he needs to step away, you’re hugging your favorite plushie that he bought for you on your six month anniversary. Touya texts his friends to let them know that he might potentially cancel on their next day plans depending on if you’ve shaken off your bad feelings or not.

“Touya…” you come up to his side with your plushie held in your arms. “Hey…”

“Yeah? What is it doll?” He asks as he washes his hands after stepping out to smoke, “Dessert?”

Something sweet to hopefully lift your mood a little which is a typical want when you have your down days. There’s a batch of cookie dough he could pop into oven or the bag of mini candies that you and him eat slowly over time.

“Ice cream?” You ask him in such a small voice almost like you’re a little girl.

“Sure, let’s go. Which one do you want?” He asks you, thinking if the gas station nearby has anything you’d want right now.

There’s a bit of hesitance from your end before you tell him, “I want the other one. Where they make it into a rose shape.”

Ah, the fancy one.

Touya makes the drive for you, his hand on your knee as you still hold your plushie tight against you. He offers to go alone so you can stay in the car and be comfortable but you want to cling to him. He orders at the little kiosk and taps his phone to make the payment, waiting patiently with you hugging him tightly. Ice cream is formed in the shape of a rose and given to you in a little cup. It’s a simple thing that manages to bring a smile to your face, the first one you’ve had since you had returned home.

Unfortunately the anxiety doesn’t subside the next day, it’s still lingering and it keeps you rooted in bed beyond the time that you should be up. He offers to stay in bed with you, but you want some space this time. Touya tells you that he’ll give you an extra hour to stay in but after that, you are going to get up.

He sits on the edge of the bed waiting for you to muster the energy to get up. He watches you take a deep breath in and then exhale out. It’s difficult to see you struggle but he softly encourages you to stand on your feet, to make it to the restroom and wash your face. A very simple goal to reach that feels impossible in that moment. But he’s with you every step of the way as you leave the bed, shuffle your feet to the bathroom, standing beside you with a face towel ready, and then he’s hugging you as a reward.

It sucks to have these kinds of days where you just don’t feel yourself but Touya is with you to help make it easier.

#definitely was having a bit of a mental health funk so this asked really helped clear up my mind too #dabi x reader #todoroki touya x reader #dabi fluff

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linniewrites · 1 year

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Good day ; we can fly off. | Meliodas

Meliodas x f!goddess!reader

Summary :

“Good bye, wipe off the tears

Good day, please believe in me

Wake up, the scenery is changing

Hey, we can fly off”

Words : 4,097

Warnings : crying, killing/death, fighting, language (fuck, dick, etc.).

Notes : the music always makes me cry when I hear it so I had to write something with it. i think im going to write a lot of this au where reader is Ellie’s sister, I really like it. I also think I might do modern au for nnt. Once more, let me know if you have any tips to get better. Enjoy <3

The sound of battle would always haunt you. Be it the sound of swords clashing, pained screams, grieving cries, people strategizing. All of it sounded awful, but no one you knew seemed to share your opinion, apart from your older sister. You had both understood a long time ago that as daughters of the leader of the goddess clan, you’d have no choice but to fight.

“___, look out !” You friend Nerobasta screamed at you, she had launched off towards you and eliminated the demon that had been aiming at you. You didn’t understand why though, it was only a small grey demon you easily could’ve talked off. Still, you thanked her and apologized.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it. We’re in the middle of battle, you can’t just zone off and risk both your life and the life of others !”

“Yeah, I know. And seriously, I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s up with me today.”

“I don’t know either but it doesn’t matter, focus.” Just like that she was gone, off to kill more demons.

“Jeez, what’s wrong with her today ?”

“Maybe Ludociel told her to stop sucking his dick ?” Elizabeth had settled next to you, and had her hands on her hips, eyes looking straight at the pink haired goddess.

“Ellie ! Don’t be so crude !” A group of demons came over to the two of you and started talking about how disgusting goddesses were and how they would bring your heads back to their princes as gifts. You and Elizabeth simply shrugged them off, trying to continue your conversation, if those demons wanted to attack you, you’d fight back, if they didn’t, you’d let them be. They finally decided to attack you, or at least they tried. Two of them went to you and your sister, they seemed pretty weak, one was a short weird ochre color demon and the other one was a taller copper one. You simply set off your feet to avoid them, but copper one tried to grab your feet which only resulted in both his arms exploding from a small Ark you had invoked.

“What, I’m sure it’s true. If someone was following me like that all the time I’d kill them.” Elizabeth closed the palm of her right hand, and with that, the core demon was no more. Literally, not even dust was left from its body. “Oh, look at these two.”

“And look at their friends, somewhere along the way I guess they got in the crossfire.” You pointed at the cadavers that were laying under you, there were about fifteen of them. It was true, you didn’t mean to kill them, maybe they were just so weak that such a small part of your power was enough to kill them.

“These lowlifes…” A demon that had the same appearance as a lion muttered under his breath, stopping everyone that was battling.

“We’re the Six Knights of Black, the most vile warriors of the demon race ! Bend down to us and admire our power !” A tall blue haired one screamed, shaking up the ground. Goddesses as well as demons fled, scared for their lives. Nerobasta joined you and your sister before whispering to you.

“We have to call Sir Ludociel. He’ll be able to help us.” You shook your head, if she wanted to go she could, but you weren’t going to flee a battlefield. Surely you could explain to them you didn’t want to fight them, and they understand.

“There’s no need for that Nerobasta. Don’t worry we’ll take care of it if you’re scared.” You smiled softly at her, you didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want to, if she found comfort in Ludociel’s embrace than that was okay, but there was no need to drag more people into what was supposed to be a small disagreement.

“I’m not scared ! How dare you say that ! It’s just, he would take care of it way quicker than anyone else would.”

“There’s no need to bring any more people here. Go back to the realm, we’ll take care of this.” Elizabeth swiftly added, stopping Nerobasta who was about to say something else. The older goddess frowned, but left without more complaints, even if she was your friend, she hated that you were both of higher ranks than her, and that she had to respect you a way you didn’t have to do with her.

“Oh, is it only these two small children ?” One that was half man, half made out of what seemed like flesh said in an almost robotic voice.

“Leave it to me then.” The same one that had screamed earlier stepped in front of the rest.

“Nuh-uh ! Bellion, it’s not fair you always get the coolest fights !” The only woman in the group whined.

“Go back to the realm, and have them tell Prince Meliodas I’ll bring him the heirs of the hideous goddess clan.” The five demon complained loudly but with one look from the man, they quickly set off back to the demon realm.

“Wow, look at that guy. So much charisma into one mediocre appearance.” You sweat-dropped at what Elizabeth had whispered to you when she thought the man couldn’t hear.

“You, with the white hair and the foul mouth, you must be Elizabeth, and you, you haven’t said a word yet, so you must be ___. I have to say, it’s impressive to finally meet the bloodstained sisters of the goddess clan.” He let out a humorless laugh and jumped into air to aim at you with his large sword. The two of you easily dodged, which angered him, but not as much as when you ignored him to speak to each other again.

“Ellie, people are hurt. One of us should go heal them.” You pointed at the people on the ground, somehow, humans had ended up here, and although there were other goddesses around, you knew none would decide to help them.

“You think you’ll be okay taking him on ? I can finish off the rest of them before healing anyone.” You nodded at her, concerned, Elizabeth was usually the one that fought, and you’d stick to healing, so why she wanted you to take care of him was a mystery to you. She set herself down and left to finish off the weaker demons as you turned, still in the air, to the leader of the Six Knights of Black.

“You’re Bellion right ? The others listened to you immediately, so I’m guessing you’re their leader. That’s weird though. You claim to be the most vile group, and yet I’ve heard no word of you.”

“You wrenched goddess ! How dare you insult me that way !” He moved his arm, and with that, ruins from the battle flew at you. So he can control things with his mind, you’d have to remember that. You let the rocks follow you, and Bellion almost laughed at how pathetic you seemed, the strongest of all goddesses running away from a few rocks, and then you stopped when you ended up above a lake. With one swat of your wings, you were higher up, and the rocks had fallen down in the water, thus not harming anyone.

“You’ve avoided a few stones, so what ? Death Burn !” He swung his long blade at you and dark violet flames enveloped it before coming at you.

“Jonah’s Ordeal !” A whale made out of light raised from the lake and swallowed up the darkness from the sword. “Actually, I lied earlier, I’ve heard of you. Bellion, the demon that got rejected by his prince. You asked him to be part of the Ten Commandments, and he told you the harsh truth about yourself. You’re so full of yourself, you boast your strength everywhere, and anywhere, but the truth is, even your own race thought you’d be a bother to them in battle.”

“You-“

“Ark !” With a swing of your hand, he was gone, sent back to the demon realm, of course, the attack wouldn’t hurt him too much, it was just to get him as far away as possible. You flew all the back to where you had left your sister and everyone else.

“Ellie ! Is everyone okay ?”

“Yep ! The hurt have been healed, and the demons have been sent back to their realms.” She dramatically said, flying over to check you for any injury. She jabbed her finger on your left cheek, showing a scratch you hadn’t even noticed until now. “What happened to you ?”

“Ellie, it’s a small scratch… I think I got it while sleeping.”

“I told them jewels on cushions was a bad idea, I think I chipped my tooth on one.” You looked down and saw everyone going back home, you were glad, people were going back to their loved ones. “Well, let’s head back.”

You were sitting at your vanity, dabbing some moisturizer onto your face. Elizabeth was laying with her head hanging from your bed and her legs propped up the wall.

“So how’d you get the weirdo to leave ?”

“I didn’t think he’d listen to me so I fought him.” She stared at you, worried about how it might’ve gone on. “Don’t look at me like that, it was quick, one Ark and he was gone. I told him a bunch of mean things and I think that got to him.”

“You told a demon… mean things ? And he actually got hurt ?”

“Yeah, turns out he’s the one that the elder prince rejected.” She sat up, eyes wide and full of excitement.

“Shit, really ? If I’d known I would have fought him myself. How come you know all of the gossips and I don’t ?”

“Well you’re the one that told me a demon had been rejected by the leader of the Ten Commandments and I remember Nerobasta told me the same story, but she actually said the guy’s name.” You stood up and joined her on the bed giggling at her answer to that.

“Ey, Nerobasta knows all the gossip, I need to have lunch with her more. You did good today, I’ll let you sleep.” You rolled your eyes at how she was exaggerating such a little fight but didn’t say anything because you know she just did it because she cared for you. You stopped her before she could fully close the door.

“I’m gonna go on an early walk tomorrow. You wanna come with ?”

“I would’ve love to, but I’ve got a bunch of juniors to train, maybe when I’m done with that we can have dinner together though ?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You haven’t been spending as much time together as you’d like. Your mother had insisted you focused on how to work administrative, deal with which battle was worth looking into, as if they were some sort of game and people’s lives weren’t on the line. Elizabeth however had a training focused on direct battle, she was so good she was training the younger generations. You sighed and got comfortable in bed, turned off the light and closed your eyes, allowing the tears that had pooled up to fall, and sink into your soft pillow. It was so tiring, of course, resolving conflict without violence was amazing, but most of the time, it didn’t work and someone would end up hurt, or dead. You rose up from your bed and grabbed a tissue from your bedside table to wipe your face. You laid back down, and prayed that your night would, for once, be free of those nightmares from the war.

Good bye, wipe off the tears

Humans have a lot on you, but flying is something you’re so happy to have. It makes you sad that they’d never understand how great it is to feel the breeze raking through your hair, or how small everything feels when you’re so high up. You stopped when you saw someone standing at the edge of a cliff and decided you’d come down to say hello. However, as you got lower, you felt your stomach start to churn, and you head started aching. Your breath got stuck in your throat when you ended face to face with the person on the cliff. It was a young man, with blond hair, and possibly the largest set of wings you had ever seen. Clearly he was a demon, and from the mark on his forehead you could tell he was a very high ranked one. He also seemed to stop for a moment and stare at your face intently. His curious stare turned into a glare when his eyes set on your white wings. He picked up the large sword that he had earlier stuck in the ground and launched at you. You shrieked and decided you probably would be able to avoid him if you flew up, so you let yourself fall a few meters down. To your surprise, that didn’t surprise him at all, and he just chased right after you.

“You goddesses are always here, lurking around, waiting until you find someone to sneak up on.” He spoke with pure hatred and disgust.

“No, I swear, I just wanted to sa-“

“Hellblaze !”

“I don’t want to fight !” You screamed at him, you didn’t want to, but if he continued like this, you’d have no choice but to fight back. When the flames finally caught up to you and burned your legs, you decided you couldn’t not defend yourself. “Fuck, Ark !” The Ark was big enough to engage him and bring him far away, but not enough to kill him.

“Fuck, why isn’t my commandment working on her ?!” He gritted through his teeth, it was loud enough so you could hear it before he was taken away. Commandment ? Blond hair ? Black marks all over his body ? Was this the leader of the Ten Commandments ? The next in line to be the demon king ? Meliodas The Love, is what you heard them call him. How you’d never met him was a surprise, but now he was in front of you, you were glad you hadn’t. Was it your bad luck, just yesterday you were beating one of his comrades, talking about how ruthless he was, and now you were the object of his wrath. You didn’t have time anymore, you felt the cold, hard blade graze your cheek, it was well aimed. He had intentionally avoided hurting you and only left a small wound on your face. Your head was bashed against the cliff and you could feel his angry breathing on your face.

“Move, even just one millimeter, and I will have your cut up body sent to that cursed sister of yours.” At the mention of Elizabeth you froze, and before you realized, you had locked him in another Ark. This time bigger, brighter, stronger. He dropped his sword and screamed in pain, clutching his head, almost ripping out his blond hair. Your palm closed little by little until you couldn’t hear him scream anymore. You directed the Ark to land on the edge of the cliff he had originally been standing and let his now unconscious body fall. You sighed again, now it would take a while for him to wake up, you’d go pick up his sword -that had fallen in the water when he dropped it- heal him and when he woke up you’d explain that you were harmless to him. How he was going to believe you were harmless after rendering him unconscious, you didn’t know, but you hoped you wouldn’t have to fight again.

Getting the sword out of the water was a hassle, it was the largest and heaviest you had ever wielded. It now rested next to the healed man, he looked to be around your age, but he was the demon king’s oldest son, so maybe he was a few centuries older. Maybe once he woke up you’d ask him, you’d also ask him if he had siblings too, if he spent time with them. On cue, the blond groaned, and sat up, rubbing his head with his two rough hands. He didn’t notice you until he looked up and saw your worried face and small smile.

“I’m sorry about that. Your head doesn’t hurt too much does it ?” He was speechless, his head didn’t hurt at all, and he had a feeling he knew why. He ignored your question and apology, grabbed his sword walked away.

“Wait, stay for a moment.” He stopped and for a second you thought he’d turn around and answer you but he only just let his wings out to fly away.

“You’re Meliodas The Love aren’t you ?!” He turned around, annoyed, his commandment wasn’t working so he couldn’t even question you without risking anything. Why were you pretending to not know him ? “I don’t want to fight with you, I was just on a morning walk and I thought I’d come say hello.”

“To me ?”

“Yes, I didn’t really see who you were, but it doesn’t really matter.”

“So you just, walk around, greeting demons for fun ?”

“Yeah.” He flew away. “No, come back ! I’m not mocking you !”

Good day, please believe in me.

“You met who ?!” She raised her voice, closing the door quickly behind you.

“Ellie, don’t yell !”

“You’re yelling ?!”

“Right, sorry.”

“You met the leader of the Ten Commandments and thought, you’d say hello ?” She was speaking with a mocking tone, because she knew you were the only person that would think this way.

“I didn’t know it was him at first, but that didn’t change anything, why can’t I say hello to him ?” You pouted, people paid too much attention to stuff like race nowadays.

“You can, it’s just, you know how we get along with them…”

“Well if they find out about it, I can just tell them the truth. We fought and then he left.”

“At least you won.”

“Yeah I felt kind of bad, I didn’t want him to hate me for losing his sword or getting a headache. There’s no way he’ll want to talk to me now.” You threw your face onto your pillow, angry that the only time you could’ve had a calm encounter with a demon turned into a fight. She put her soft, comforting hands on you back and rubbed it up and down.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll meet him again, and when you do, maybe he’ll agree to speaking with you. Just be careful, okay ?” You yawned before answering sleepily.

“Yeah, I hope so. And if I do meet him again, I’ll be extra careful, he seriously could’ve hurt me with that giant sword.” She smiled, stroked your cheek and wished you a good night before turning around to get to her own bedroom, but not without whispering under her breath.

“He’s as small as you are, how can you two be so dangerous ?” Still, Elizabeth thoight about you, amazed, you truly were one of a kind. The only goddess that wanted to be friends with the prince of the enemy clan. She loved that about you, when she had those same thoughts, before she understood what was and wasn’t possible in life, she could talk to you without being judged. And you listened to everything she had to say, now, Elizabeth had gave up on those ideas for herself, but you, you were different, something about you was special. You’d change the world, shake up skies and grounds, and show people what real life truly is. Maybe things could actually change.

Wake up, the scenery is changing

A few days later, you had gone on another one of your morning walks, once again, Elizabeth couldn’t join you, so you decided to keep your promise and be extra careful. You took the same road you usually took, even after last time’s events. You flew past the same cliff you fought with Meliodas and since nobody was here, you decided to lay down on the grass. You set your palms flat down on the grass and let your power seep into the dirt. Flowers bloomed all around, bringing life to the usually dead looking cliff. You smiled and giggled happily, and closed your eyes, feeling the sun shine warmly on your face. Unbeknownst to you, the same demon you had met last time was staring at you from above. What exactly were you ? Since when did goddess try to have conversations with other races, especially demons ? Since when did they use their powers for something so trivial as flowers ? And since when were they so adorable ? He’d never heard one of them laugh like this, usually they were mocking people, laughing at their pain or sadness. He felt a few drops of water on his hair and realized it started raining. He heard you groan and complain about how you couldn’t just go on a normal walk without being interrupted. You raised your head and that’s when you noticed the blond demon that was staring at you, he turned around when you two made eye contact, his face warming up quickly.

“Oh, hi !” You waved hello at him and beckoned him over. “Come ! Sit !” He hesitated before slowly lowering himself onto the ground. “Hello. I’m ___”

“I know.”

“Oh. Well still, at least I’ve introduced myself.”

“I’m Meliodas. But, you knew that, no ?” You nodded and patted the space next to you, hoping he’d sit with you. He walked over to the spot, but didn’t sit, so you looked up at him, and for the first time in his life, he shied away and couldn’t stare at someone’s face. You didn’t seem to understand that he was flustered so you just stood up to stand next to him.

“So, how’s your life going ?” You hesitantly asked, looking around, nervous from his staring.

“I’m not doing this.” He turned around and you thought he was going to leave so you hurried to grab his shoulders.

“No, wait !” You released him, and calmed down. “I’m sorry, I just want to talk.”

“About what ?”

“Life. I just thought, since we both come here, maybe we could be friends ?”

“You want to be friends ?” From his voice, it didn’t sound like he was mocking you. He just seemed genuinely surprised, and also maybe, curious. “With me ?” He hated how weak he sounded, like no one had ever asked him for his company. Before he could stop himself, he continued. “Why ?”

“Of course I want to be friends. I know that our races don’t get along too well but I think it’s nice to know more people. I know that demons aren’t actually that bad.”

“We’ve always been at war, and somehow, you believe that we’re good guys ?”

“You’re saying so yourself. It’s a war, you’re fighting to protect what you care about, and I do the same. I don’t believe there’s a good or a bad in a war. There are just people, who fight for something, or someone.”

“That’s a nice way to think. I guess it suits your character.”

“My character ? You don’t even know me…” Maybe now, he was the one laughing at you, he says he wants nothing to do with you but then he acts like he knows you.

“The whole goddess character. How you guys tend to see the world like there’s nothing wrong in it.” He gestured to you, frowning when your face hardened.

“That’s not how we see it though. I think most of us see what’s wrong first, and then notice the happy things.”

“Yeah ? What do you see first ?”

“Depends, I like to think I see the positive in things. What about you ? I don’t really know what fits the whole demon character.”

“I guess I see bad things first, and then, when it’s too late I notice there are still good things.”

“Maybe, we can try and show each other how we see life ? You’d understand us better and I’d understand demons better. At least two of us won’t hate each other for no reason.” He didn’t know why the clear hope in your voice made him so vulnerable, but when he looked into your eyes, he knew he could only answer one thing.

“Yeah. We can try.”

Hey, we can fly off

#meliodas sds #nnt meliodas #meliodas x reader #meliodas #sds meliodas #meliodas smut #nanatsu no taizai x reader #seven deadly sins x reader #nnt au #sds x reader #sds anime

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About the GazettE.

TL;DR I had recent experiences that reinforce my belief that Reita REALLY is still with me and with all of us. Even if they can be easily explained as coincidental. Please if you want, share something that has been helpful to heal. Take care. Gazerock is not dead. Gazerock never dies.

Full post under cut.

I consider myself spiritual, but not really religious. But let me take you through my last few days, if you so care. Its important to me and I want to share this in hopes that the others in this Fandom know that I share the pain and want to spread my own love and solace and peaceful mourning.

I took an hour drive to my twin sister's to have our birthday hangout on Wednesday. I had the GazettE on plus other vkei groups on shuffle, but I kept skipping most of the other groups trying to find the GazettE songs. A few came on and even with the heavy and rock and headbanging songs I was just sobbing. To the point where I told myself, "you have to keep your eyes open. You need to watch the road." But the TEARS were plenty and heavy. I also started to judge myself a little. Wondering why I was SO emotional.

Then I had one of those intuitive downloads where like, you know it didn't come from your own brain and then after you hear it your mind expands. I don't know who's voice it was. I couldn't repeat it if I tried. But it said, quote "but feeling is healing."

And I lost it all over. Because I knew it was right and I needed to sit with the feelings. So I let myself cry as much as I could.

And then, To Dazzling Darkness came on.

My favorite song. Well, one of them. The whole Beautiful Deformity album is iconic, but that song specifically is one of my favorites BECAUSE of Reita's bass part. (Plus my twin sister, with her music degree, thinks the song is well written and can back up why and that means a lot to me that my sister who isn't the most into heavy metal or knows the group near as well as I do likes THEIR songs BECAUSE they're good).

And after that I laughed a little and wiped my eyes and said, "ok. I get it. It has to mean you're here right now. Thank you."

Maybe it came from Reita. I'd like to think so.

Had tons of fun with my sister. Come home. Worked Thursday. That night i shed a tear or two as i watched a few music videos in bed. And i just said outloud and in my head. "As long as he's okay. I'd like a sign that he's okay, please." And i fell asleep. Fast forward to today.

Today's our birthday. I planned to grab my free trenta from Starbies cuz $0 is the only amount I'll pay there unless I'm desperate. When I got to the screen in the drive thru, i meant to order 2 cake pops for my treat. Cuz fuck it. Im desperate. I'm a sad bitch and I want cake. It's my birthday. But I have anxiety and panicked and ended up asking for them at the drive thru window instead.

And they gave me the pops and I waited to hand them my card and after a few seconds she came back up and said, "oh don't worry about them today. No charge." Once I was sure they didn't want my money I thanked them profusely.

And I drove away. And I smiled from inside. Cuz I'd like to think that that was my sign he's okay. Maybe he pulled some strings to make me smile and to say, with that grin on his face, "don't worry about me. I'm here. I'll be here. Have a cake pop you sad bitch."

I meant it when I said before his spirit is here.. there's truly a feeling of the hole in my heart filling a little. I feel like emotionally and spiritually he's here in my peripheral stronger than ever before. Especially because I had become more of a backseat fan that would slink out of the woodwork when they had new content. My "obsession" (hyperfixation) died down a lot after saw them in 2016 and 2019, and I shared my gift of art and they shared their gift of music. But that love and adoration never ever left regardless of how often I talked about it and showed it. Or didn't. Cuz NO ONE else in my every day immediate circle knows anything about them.

Cuz here's the thing, and this is just me, too. I don't have any better way or words to string together to say this other than this way. I KNOW that they don't "know me". Like , I'm not missing the physical presence like they are. I didn't sit with him every day talking about all the most common shared passionate things we're doing, etc. Etc. So I can argue for myself that because of that the burden is likely to not be as heavy as any of theirs. But music and the arts connects hearts and minds beyond the physical. And for me listening to the music keeps him close, and I almost think that I can Feel him when I hear it. I can imagine him putting a hand on my shoulder (with his endearingly weird thumbs, they always made me giggle.)

Idk I think Im getting a little off track. Long story short, he was physically here with me when he was at the shows. When he wasn't he was still there, off across the world, doing his thing. and while I knew that like in an unconscious way, i never really sat with that to be like "what are they doing right this moment" or that i could energetically feel them all at any time, you know? And I remember getting upset with myself cuz my first coherent thought after I metaphorically picked my stomach off the ground after it fell out of my butt was "well, it HAS to be ok cuz the world's still gonna turn." And that felt horrible to say. And that's not fair to me or to anyone who needs time to process this. I mean, YA, I GUESS, it WILL. But once again. This WILL still hurt for a while. And that's okay. That doesn't mean i have to "get over" it right away either. Cuz once again. The physical loss isn't felt (yet) or as heavy as the bandmen will feel. But I will feel. And my feelings are my truth. And i can argue the band itself will have worse grieving till the sun dies, and that still doesn't mean my feelings are literally less than for my own personal experience. And thats okay.

But getting back to the point of this, thinking and believing Reita's making his way to us, I now just have this new vibration around me that I know is spiritual in nature and it is energizing the room, especially when I play their music. He's here.

I keep thinking about The Haunting of Hill House and Nell's words in the last episode. And I don't want that to ever fade. I'm determined to keep him strong in my heart and my mind. Just like ruki said he and the guys would.

Anyways, I hope yall are feeling as okay as you can. I hope this may touch someone and bring more healing. Free to share things in the comments if you want, too.

#the gazette #reita #visual kei #he's still here and he always will be.#gazerock is not dead #gazerock never dies

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